Training Cole [Hard Hits 5] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove)

by Tatum Throne

  “Yeah, most of the guys have left. Some of them have to work in the morning.”

  Cole stumbled forward with Bane catching him under the arm before he face-planted into the stranger next to him.

  “How many did you have?” Bane asked.

  “One and a half.”

  Bane led the way outside. They retraced their steps back over the RSB and across the street to the parking garage where they’d left Bane’s car. When they were in the elevator, Cole pushed away to lean on the wall. Bane studied him closely. There was a funny look on his face.

  “What?” Cole asked.

  “You don’t normally drink. Do you?”

  “Not usually.” Cole heard the catch of his voice. “I’ll be okay. I’m just tipsy. You know. Just buzzed.”

  The elevator dinged and Cole went to step away from the wall, but started to fall.

  “Whoa,” Bane said.

  He caught Cole under the arm again as they stumbled together out of the elevator. Cole’s head swayed into the crook of Bane’s neck and shoulder. He was so much bigger and broader than Cole ever would be. Cole inhaled the sweet texture of his manly scent, memorizing it. Cole was tempted to lick out and taste the curve of his neck but resisted temptation by letting his lips brush his heated skin instead.

  They shuffled over to Bane’s car. Bane propped him against the side as he worked to get the passenger side door unlocked. Cole felt his body start to slide, and Bane caught him with his thick thighs. Their eyes locked.

  “Kiss me.”

  “Not here,” Bane said.

  Cole frowned. “Why not? We’re alone.”

  Bane leaned in close, pressing his lips against Cole’s ear. The tips of Bane’s fingers played with Cole’s hair. “I won’t be able to stop after one kiss.”

  Cole’s cock flexed hard. He reached down, gripping his hard dick before it beat a path to the fly of Bane’s jeans. “Oh, fuck.”

  “Inside you go,” Bane said.

  Cole slid into the passenger seat. He watched Bane circle around the front of the car and slide inside. They hit the highway, heading east out of the city and into the country.

  “Are you seeing anyone?” Cole asked.

  Bane glanced at him. “No. Not right now.”

  Cole grinned. “I’m not either. We should have sex.”

  A strangled gasp sounded from Bane. “What?”

  “We can use condoms. I’m clean. I get tested after every lover. You can’t trust anyone nowadays.”

  “I don’t think it would be a good idea.”

  “Why not? We’re both single.”

  “Yeah, but I’m training you.”

  Cole glanced out the window. It hurt too much to look at Bane. There were a lot of reasons why they shouldn’t be together, but Cole wasn’t interested in listening to any of those reasons right now. He wanted Bane, but maybe they really weren’t meant to be together.

  Chapter Four

  Bane left the car running outside of Cole’s house, all the while knowing he wouldn’t be turning it off anytime soon. He knew if he shut off the car, he’d end up inside Cole’s house for a really long time. He couldn’t say the truth of how he was feeling to Cole. How he wanted to kiss, fuck, suck, and lick the man all through the night. Bane felt as though he were finally surfacing after a long dark sleep. He was ready but Cole wasn’t the right submissive for him. They worked together. That meant they couldn’t and shouldn’t fuck around the way he wanted to. What if they did?

  No one would know if they had a one-night stand. A white-hot need flowed through Bane’s body, landing solidly in his prick. He felt his cock grow rock hard at the possibility of having Cole tonight.

  “Bane?”

  “Hm?”

  “Come inside for a minute.”

  “I don’t think that’s such a good idea.”

  “Why not?”

  “I don’t think you want me to answer that.”

  Within the darkness of the car, Bane didn’t see Cole reach out and touch his leg. Bane jumped from the unexpected contact. His cock punched out hard against the fly of his jeans. Bane didn’t want Cole to know that he was his first everything male-related, but he knew he had to tell Cole the truth. It wasn’t that Bane wasn’t experienced with women. He’d done everything with a woman. His favorite was anal.

  Bane had tried living a straight life, denying who he was inside. He was ready to live the way he was meant to.

  “Cole…”

  “Yes?”

  “There’s something you need to know about me.”

  “You’re in a relationship. Oh, fuck. The good guys are always taken.”

  “No. That’s not it. I already told you I wasn’t.” Bane ran his hand over the steering wheel. He couldn’t bring himself to say the truth of his virginity when it came to men. “I’ve been with a lot of people before.”

  “We all make mistakes.”

  “Well, I’ve made a lot of them,” Bane said.

  Cole seemed to think for a long time. “I’m not interested in getting involved with anyone else unless they’re serious.”

  “If we get involved, I would be serious about you, Cole.”

  “You would?”

  “Yes.”

  “What does that mean for us?” Cole asked.

  “It means that things are about to get really serious. Are you okay with that?”

  “I’m up for anything.”

  “There’s something else you need to know about me.” Bane took a deep breath. It wasn’t easy for him to tell people who he was. Deep down he was still a little bit worried about lovers rejecting him before things ever got serious. “I’m a Dom, Cole. I want to be the one to teach you.”

  “Oh, fuck. I’ve never been a submissive before.”

  “It’s about both of us giving and receiving what we both need.”

  “I’m game,” Cole said.

  “It’s not a game. It’s a lifestyle. It’s something I need. I can’t be with anyone unless they need and want it, too.”

  “I guess you’ll have to figure out if I’ll be a good sub for you.”

  Bane reached across the seat for Cole, finding him easily within the darkness of the car. Bane wrapped his hand behind Cole’s neck, guiding their mouths together like they belonged. He groaned with the first touch of their lips. Cole’s lips were as sweet and soft as Bane remembered. He flicked his tongue inside, tasting Cole’s seductive flavor. A hint of alcohol lingered on his tongue. Bane put his palm on Cole’s jaw, angling their heads together. Their tongues fucked. He didn’t know how else to consider what was happening between them. Their tongues slicked and pressed in long, kissing strokes that made Bane desperate for more.

  Bane reached down, smoothing his hand over the fly of Cole’s cargo pants. A strangled sound of pleasure tore from Cole’s parted lips. Bane swallowed the sound as he worked his hand over Cole’s hardening prick. It didn’t take long before Cole’s prick was rock hard beneath his hand. Bane wanted to work his fly down to palm his cock, but he knew he had to stop before he took it any further. He had plans for Cole and none of those involved the car. He pulled away fast, leaving Cole off balance. They had fogged the windows.

  “Why did you stop?” Cole asked.

  “We’re taking this inside. Now.”

  Bane opened up the car door, but noticed how Cole wasn’t getting out. He walked around opening up the door for his soon-to-be lover. Bane offered his hand to Cole who was quick to accept it. Cole had long, tapered fingers that were rough from something he did in his spare time. The sound of the car door shutting echoed into the night. Cole leaned against the car.

  “That was so fucking cruel,” Cole said.

  “Why? I think you liked what we did.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Aw, fuck. We need to talk before we go any further. Inside. Now.”

  Bane followed Cole up the walkway to his house. An old weathered wraparound porch stretched like a lazy cat around the front of the house. Co
le appeared to be sobering up from his one and a half drinks, which was good.

  Dogs barked off in the distance. Street noises carried on the night. Bane was certain he’d remember this moment for the rest of his life. Everything felt like it was falling into place. The tips of Bane’s fingers brushed through Cole’s hair and down his cheek as Cole unlocked the front door.

  Bane wanted him thinking clearly before they went any further. Cole unlocked the front door and held it open for Bane.

  Cole’s place was clean and tidy. There were shoes kicked off by the front door. House plants were on every windowsill in the living room. Earth tones were throughout the living room and dining area. Old oak wide planked hardwood floors reached throughout the farm house. Bane heard the quiet click of the front door shutting behind him.

  “You’ve been through a lot this last week,” Bane said.

  “I’m not broken.”

  “No, but to be my sub, you need to be broken in.”

  “I’d do anything and everything to have you.”

  Bane came in close, putting his hands on Cole’s hips. He threaded his fingers through his belt loops, pulling him in close. Bane had Cole right where he wanted. “Eager.”

  “For you, I am.”

  They kissed, coming in close and moving away fast as they talked between kisses. “I can tell you are.”

  “What involves breaking me in?”

  “Teaching you to be my submissive.”

  “God, I want you.”

  Bane chuckled. “You just want my ass and cock.”

  “Oh, fuck. I want all of you.”

  Their lips fell together. Bane walked Cole backward into the living room. They bumped into the back of couch. Bane pulled away.

  He ran his hands up under Cole’s shirt. “Rule one. Obedience. I give you a command, you follow.”

  “I like taking orders.”

  “I don’t think we should do this. You haven’t sobered up enough. You won’t remember my rules in the morning.”

  “I’ll remember everything or you can punish me next time.”

  Bane glanced up at the exposed wood beam above them. “Hands on the beam above your head. Don’t move.”

  Cole obeyed without hesitation. Bane worked Cole’s shoes and pants off, purposely leaving on his tight, black boxer briefs and shirt. Bane moved around to stand behind Cole and kissed his way over the back of Cole’s neck. He worked his hands lower, ripping the cotton boxers to expose Cole’s ass. White-blond hair covered his ass. It was so silky beneath Bane’s palms.

  Bane worked his leather belt out from his belt loops. He rubbed the leather belt down the front of Cole’s chest, smoothing it down over Cole’s hard cock.

  “Are you frightened?” Bane asked.

  “Fuck no.”

  There was complete trust within the sound of Cole’s voice. Bane closed his eyes as he pulled Cole closer with the leather belt. He kissed his way over the back of Cole’s neck, loving the tremors that moved through Cole’s body as he did.

  “Good. I don’t want you to be afraid of what I’m about to do to you.”

  Bane folded the leather belt over Cole’s prick, snapping it hard over and over. The jingle of the belt buckle mixed with the smacking sound of leather against skin. Cole cried out as he arched back against Bane’s chest. He reached around, grabbing Bane’s ass cheeks. Bane smacked the leather harder. Pre-cum shot from the tip of Cole’s cock. Bane slowly worked the leather up over Cole’s throbbing cock. Bane took extra time, rubbing the leather over the tip of Cole’s cockhead.

  The belt buckle jingled as Bane tossed the leather belt over the back of the couch.

  Bane licked his thumb, rubbing it down between Cole’s ass cheeks to thumb his rim.

  “Fuck.”

  Cole moaned, arching his ass out for more. Dark blond hair wrapped around Cole’s balls. Bane got down on his right knee and closed his eyes, flicking his tongue out to taste Cole’s ass. Bane groaned as his tongue lapped over his rim. His hand reached between Cole’s legs, stroking Cole’s cock. Bane was shaking as he pulled away, standing up. He didn’t want Cole to know how much he was affected by their foreplay. He smoothed his hands over Cole’s ass, spanking his ass hard. Cole’s balls bounced, making his dick jump. Bane slipped his fingers over Cole’s rim again. He wanted to suck Cole off, but now was not the time. This was about introducing Cole to the sweet erotic torture of what being a submissive meant.

  “Kneel.”

  Cole was quick to obey. Bane walked around, standing in front of Cole. Bane wrapped his hand around Cole’s head, threading his fingers into his hair. Cole laid his head along Bane’s throbbing prick. Cole inhaled deeply, edging his chin around Bane’s cock. Bane wanted to undress, but knew things wouldn’t last long if he did.

  “I want to suck you.”

  The heat of Cole’s tongue flicked over the tip of Bane’s cockhead sticking out of the top of his jeans. Bane felt his prick squeeze hard, causing a bead of pre-cum to drip from his tip.

  “Please let me have you.”

  Cole was begging. Bane loved the sound of him so twisted up for more. “Not yet. Stand.”

  When Cole was standing, Bane reached for his shirt, ripping it down the front. Blond chest hair tapered down over his smooth, hard abs. Bane’s fingers counted an eight pack. Cole was so beautiful. So perfect. Bane loved his narrow waist and the tight curve of his ass cheeks. He led Cole to the couch where he bent him over the back. With Cole naked, his ass was so open and exposed to him. Bane loved how Cole’s cock pressed against the leather, pointing south toward the floor. Bane edged Cole’s legs out until he was spread wide. Bane came in close, rubbing his hands over his ass cheeks.

  “I’m going to spank you, babe.”

  “Oh, god.”

  Bane pulled back his hand, slapping Cole’s ass. Cole groaned as his ass jiggled from the impact, causing his balls to bounce around. Bane spanked his ass over and over until the creamy white of his skin was flushed red with heat. With each hit of Bane’s hand, Cole moaned and begged for more. Bane loved how eager he was.

  “Don’t move,” Bane said.

  With Cole bent over the back of the couch, Bane pressed his hips against Cole’s ass. He imagined driving his throbbing prick deep into Cole’s ass until he came hard. The tip of Bane’s cockhead played at his rim. Bane reached for the leather belt, reluctantly stepping away from Cole’s hips. He smoothed the leather belt up over Cole’s ass, catching Cole’s balls as he did. Cole moaned as Bane bounced his ass with the leather belt.

  Pre-cum dripped from Cole’s cock, sliding down the leather. Bane kneeled down, licking his tongue up over his cockhead and along the long length of Cole’s prick. Bane flicked his tongue back down Cole’s cock. His cock flexed, causing pre-cum to drip over Bane’s tongue. Bane lapped at Cole’s tip as his big balls pressed against his face. Bane was physically shaking on the inside. Cole’s muscles were flexed taut. Bane pressed his hands against Cole’s ass, pulling his cheeks apart while his thumbs flexed against his rim.

  “Do not come.”

  “Oh, fuck. I’m close, Bane.”

  “Hold this position.”

  Cole’s legs were shaking as Bane pulled away. He wanted Cole to remember everything about this moment. Bane was certain that he was still touching the legal limit and that meant he’d have a fuzzy memory tomorrow. Bane wanted Cole to remember everything that happened between them tonight.

  “Take me. I want it in the ass. I want your cock taking control of me.”

  Bane’s cock flexed, nearly making him come. The sound of Cole begging for more was nearly his undoing. Bane’s balls drew up tight as his orgasm started to twist up his prick. A shot of cum sprayed from Bane’s prick, shooting across his abdomen before he stopped himself from coming all the way. He was breathing hard.

  “Not tonight.”

  Pre-cum dripped from Cole’s dick. Cole was only used to vanilla sex. Bane was certain that he needed to be broken in slowly.

 
; Bane smoothed his hand down between Cole’s legs, grabbing his balls. They were pulled in tight.

  “God, let me suck you,” Cole begged.

  “On the floor.”

  Cole sat down with his back leaned up against the couch. Bane stripped out of his jeans and shirt fast. He teased his boxers lower, loving how Cole’s gaze was locked on his hips. He wanted Cole’s tongue on his prick, sucking him off. Bane kicked his boxers away. He came in close to Cole. Bane slapped his dick around Cole’s mouth, hitting him on the cheeks and lips. Drips of pre-cum left wet spots all over his mouth and chin. Cole groaned, licking out and catching Bane’s cock with his mouth.

  “Touch me,” Bane ordered.

  Cole’s hands reached up, grabbing Bane’s ass. He dug his nails into Bane’s ass. Bane arched back, lacing his fingers into Cole’s hair. He flexed his hips, driving his cock in and out of Cole’s mouth. He loved the muffled sound of Cole’s pleasure as he sexed his mouth. Bane cried out as his orgasm twisted up from his balls. He pulled his cock out of Cole’s mouth, shooting his cum over Cole’s tongue and chest. Bane pumped his cock with his fist until he was dry. It took ten twists of his cock to stop coming so hard.

  “I love your taste,” Cole said.

  Bane wanted to taste Cole, too. Their eyes locked as Bane leaned down, kissing Cole hard. Their tongues flicked together. When Bane pulled away, Cole looked drunk with sex and lust. Bane reached down, palming Cole’s cock. His hips jerked upward for more.

  “On your back,” Bane ordered.

  Bane spun around so that they were in the sixty-nine position with Bane on top of Cole. Bane swallowed Cole’s cock in one hungry move that had Cole thrusting his way up from the floor. Bane’s nose pressed into Cole’s balls. He licked his way off and swallowed his way back down. Bane came back up, sucking his big cockhead. Bane lapped at his tip, teasing Cole to the point of coming and releasing him. He waited several minutes, passing the time by licking and kissing Cole’s balls. He kissed his legs, balls, and perineum. Cole begged for more. Bane pressed his ass over Cole’s lips.

  “Lick my rim.”

  A groan of pleasure tore from Bane’s lips as Cole’s tongue snaked out over his rim. Bane sat up on his knees, spreading his ass cheeks wide for Cole. Wet, hot heat spread over Bane’s rim. He loved how rough Cole was with his tongue. Bane loved how his ass was spread wide over Cole’s face. With his left hand, Bane palmed Cole’s cock. With his right, Bane palmed his hard prick. He arched his head back, loving the feel of Cole’s tongue sexing his rim.