12. Joaquin

Chapter 12

Joaquin

The drive from Ridgeback Falls back into the city took longer than expected. With a heavy downpour of rain and plenty of drivers taking it extra careful around the many twists and turns, the journey nearly doubled in length. But that wasn't so bad.

With Cole ceding total control of the car stereo to Joaquin, there was time for plenty of fun music, laughter, and talking.

‘Will Ranger be okay without us?' Joaquin asked, his bond with Cole's dog already feeling like something special to him.

‘We're going for two nights, he'll be fine,' Cole laughed. ‘Especially with Roddy housesitting! That damn dog will be getting more treats than he would in a year from me. Trust me. Roddy might be a tough son of a gun, but when it comes to Ranger he's as soft as they come.'

‘Good,' Joaquin replied. ‘That's what I like to hear.'

Joaquin was feeling a little apprehensive about the trip to the city. The idea was that Joaquin was going to tell Cole where Katsen's hangouts were, and Cole would then go there and try to get some time alone with Katsen. And when the opportunity presented itself… Cole was going to put an end to everything.

It was a big deal, there was no escaping that fact.

Joaquin knew that Cole was doing it all for him, and the risks that were attached were huge. But Joaquin hated Katsen and his thugs so much that he felt it was justified. Joaquin had a lucky escape, but there were probably countless others who hadn't. Rohan Katsen simply had to go down, and if his henchmen fell then that was the cherry on top of the cake.

Joaquin smiled quietly to himself as the rain continued to hammer down on the windscreen. With the heating pumping out of the truck's vents, Joaquin began to feel himself drifting off to sleep. And no matter how valiantly he tried to stop his eyelids drooping shut, he just couldn't do it.

‘It's okay, have a nice little nap,' Cole said, briefly turning and looking at Joaquin before quickly putting his eyes back on the road. ‘This is going to be a long journey. And the rest will do you good. We might be up late these next two nights. You'll be grateful of getting in the sleep now.'

‘Uh-huh,' Joaquin replied.

Joaquin tried to muster more of a response, but the truth was that he was beat. It might have been the nervous energy wearing off, but Joaquin was just about ready to fall into a deep sleep.

However before he did eventually drift off, Joaquin turned his body so that he was facing Cole. Joaquin had never been with a man before. It still felt new, and a little bit scary too. They hadn't gone all the way together yet, but Joaquin felt like it was an inevitability at this stage. When it would happen, Joaquin had no idea. But he knew that he definitely did want it to happen.

There was something special about the way that he felt when he was in Cole's company. It was hard to put a finger on it exactly, but Joaquin felt like Cole was a combination of the father figure he'd never had growing up, and the kind of tough, physical man who had always intimidated him over the years. Cole was bigger, stronger, and tougher. He also had a much thicker and longer cock than Joaquin too, and even the thought of it was enough to get Joaquin's sleepy cock waking up again.

All put together, it instinctively felt right to Joaquin that he was attracted to Cole.

And Joaquin was never overly concerned with putting labels on things. Gay, straight, bi, it didn't matter to him. All he knew was that Cole was the person who he wanted to spend time with, and get down and dirty with too…

I could lay my head in his lap right now.

Unzip him. Take him in my mouth while he drives.

Fuck… I could make him cum before we hit the next town.

‘Don't even think about it,' Cole said, clearly able to sense Joaquin's sudden desire to suck his cock on the rain-swept road. ‘It's dangerous enough driving in this weather as it is. The last thing I need is to be shooting my load in your mouth while trying to take an uphill zig-zag bend.'

‘Ha, okay… shame,' Joaquin giggled. ‘I guess I will go to sleep then.'

With that, Joaquin allowed himself to forget thoughts of sucking Cole dry for now and focus instead on catching some Zs. And after one final look at Cole's rugged, handsome face, Joaquin was fast asleep and dreaming of the man who he might want to be with forever…

‘This place is nice,' Joaquin said, looking around the hotel suite that Vince had arranged for him and Cole. ‘It's way nicer than my old apartment. And bigger too.'

Joaquin saw the king sized bed in the center of the bedroom area and made a running jump onto its silky smooth, soft covers.

‘Come on, come and join me!' Joaquin laughed, patting the bed.

‘I think that two hour nap certainly gave you enough energy to last the trip,' Cole laughed, looking around the room and firing off a quick message to Vince to say that they had arrived and all was good. ‘Vince has done us proud with this place.'

‘Seriously, it's like something from the movies!' Joaquin replied.

And Joaquin wasn't exaggerating either. From the grand entrance lobby to the gold-plated elevator and now the smart, high-ceilinged suite, it truly was a classic old hotel. The hotel felt like it could have been the set from an old Hollywood movie with the ornate furniture and fresh bouquets of flowers everywhere.

But before Joaquin could think too much about the hotel's nuances, he was confronted by the sight of Cole striding over toward the bed. And not only that, but Cole was immediately on the prowl for some fun too…

‘Too hot for your shirt?' Joaquin snickered, watching on with glee as Cole removed his plaid shirt, and then his white t-shirt too.

‘Shut up, boy,' Cole growled, his eyes suddenly full of pure animal lust. ‘Lie down. Right this second.'

Joaquin could tell from Cole's voice that he wasn't screwing around.

Orders were orders, and Joaquin had no intention of disobeying his master at that moment. With the feeling of the soft bed covers underneath him, Joaquin watched as Cole removed his jeans and then climbed up onto the bed in nothing but a pair of brilliant-white briefs.

‘Cole, you look…' Joaquin said, quickly distracted by the sight of Cole's huge cock expanding and thudding around at the front of his briefs. ‘I… I…'

‘Quiet,' Cole said, kneeling in front of Joaquin as he lay flat on the bed. ‘You know this trip will be dangerous. We both know that. There's no avoiding it.'

‘Yup,' Joaquin replied, knowing exactly where Cole was headed with this.

‘There's a chance we won't…'

‘I know,' Joaquin said, his heart racing. ‘I want to do it now. I want you to…'

‘Say it,' Cole growled, his fingers inside the waistband of his briefs, pulling it out and allowing his rock-hard cock some room to breathe. ‘Tell me what you want.'

‘I want you to make me yours,' Joaquin replied, no doubt in his mind that this was what he wanted. ‘Fuck me. Fill me. Stretch me out and make me yours forever .'

With that, Cole nodded and removed his briefs entirely.

Suddenly, a fully dressed Joaquin was facing up to the sight of six feet and three inches of naked, hard, man mountain. The excitement was almost too much to handle. Joaquin felt his entire body become overwhelmed with a dizzying combination of arousal, nerves, and emotion.

Cole Tyrant was about to do things to him that Joaquin had never experienced before. And they were things that only a couple of weeks ago, Joaquin would never have considered to be up his street. And yet, Joaquin knew that this was the right thing and he wanted it more than anything else in the world.

Joaquin knew that Cole was right. This was a dangerous trip to the city. One or both of them night not make it out alive. And if that was even the remotest of possibilities, then Joaquin wanted to go out with a bang – and Cole was most certainly the man to make that happen…

‘I'm here,' Joaquin said, raising his hips and pulling his jeans and briefs down toward his knees. ‘Do what you want to me. Dominate me. Make me howl…'