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

by Tatum Throne

  Things were going too fast. Bane wanted to slow this down. “Stand.”

  Cole obeyed his command as Bane went to pull a dining room chair into the living room. “Sit.”

  Cole sat into the chair, spreading his thighs wide. His hard cock curved up over his hard abs. Bane snapped the leather belt from the couch, whipping it across the floor.

  “Hands above your head.”

  Cole lifted his arms, crossing them at his wrists. Bane wrapped the leather belt around his wrists, securing it tightly. He went upstairs to find the linen closet in the hallway. He pulled a flat sheet out of the closet and went back downstairs. Bane worked the sheet over the exposed beam and knotted it between Cole’s wrists. Bane tested the beam and the knot. They were both good.

  “Do you trust me?” Bane asked.

  “Fuck yes.”

  Bane kneeled down, slipping both of Cole’s thighs onto his shoulders and stood up. Cole cried out as his body caught air. Bane slipped his thumb over Cole’s rim, rubbing it seductively.

  “Pull your knees up,” Bane ordered.

  “For the love of...”

  Cole pulled his knees up as Bane supported his hips with his arms. Bane licked out, flicking his tongue over Cole’s rim until his arms were shaking hard.

  “Knees down,” Bane ordered.

  Cole hooked his legs back over Bane’s shoulders again. “I feel like I’m flying.”

  “You are, babe.”

  Bane hooked one of Cole’s thighs under his arm and then the other. Cole’s throbbing prick beat hard against his flexed abdomen.

  Bane took control of Cole’s cock again with his mouth. He gripped Cole’s ass, pulling his ass cheeks wide as he sucked his swollen prick. Bane teased his fingers over Cole’s rim as he brought him to the edge again and released his cock. He kept Cole balanced on the edge for a long time before he finally eased him back down into the chair. The muscles in Bane’s arms were flexed hard as he pressed his palms against the back of the couch. He straddled Cole, pressing his cock into his face. Bane reached down, stroking Cole’s throbbing cock.

  Bane’s cock slapped and rubbed against Cole’s face. Cole licked at him, sucking his hard prick. Bane knew he was losing control. He sunk his hard cock deep into Cole’s mouth again. Cole sucked hard on his prick as though they would never have each other again. Bane groaned, releasing Cole’s cock as another orgasm shot through his hard prick. Bane’s cum sprayed from his tip over Cole’s chin.

  Bane was breathing hard as he sat up, yanking Cole’s body down off the chair. Cole’s cock was right at Bane’s mouth.

  “You may come.”

  Bane licked out over Cole’s swollen cockhead. One flick of Bane’s tongue sent Cole’s orgasm shooting through his cock. Bane opened his mouth, catching the sweet taste of a man’s cum for the first time in his life. Bane was coming up from his dick when he saw Cole’s eyes grow heavy.

  “That was fucking amazing,” Cole said.

  “It was.”

  Their lips met in a hungry kiss. Bane released Cole from his leather belt, easing him back onto the couch. Bane held Cole tightly, loving how they fit so perfectly together.

  “I loved flying with you,” Cole said.

  “Me too, babe.”

  Bane heard the sleepy sound of his voice. It was then that Bane realized how late it had gotten. A light snoring sound came from Cole. A grin tugged at the corner of Bane’s lips. He loved how he wore his lover out. He knew that Cole was way too fucking tipsy for this to happen tonight.

  He hoped that Cole remembered everything that happened tonight. Bane ran his hand through Cole’s silky hair. He picked Cole up, loving how Cole’s head rested on his shoulder. Bane carried him to his bedroom upstairs. He tucked him in, all the while resisting the urge to join him in bed. He could not stay the night this time.

  Chapter Five

  “What the fuck happened to you?” Trent asked.

  Cole had a major fucking headache. He glared, lifting his hands. “I drank too much last night.”

  “I’m glad Bane took you home.”

  Cole popped two aspirin and chased it with a sip from a bottle of water.

  Bane had taken him home. Something had happened between them. All the evidence was there the next morning. Cole had found his ripped boxers and T-shirt in the trash. White drips of cum were dried upon the back of his leather couch. Cole remembered being bent over that couch as Bane licked his rim. The memory that stuck hard in his mind was the one of him flying through the air with Bane licking his rim. How the fuck had they done that? Cole needed to find a moment alone with Bane. They really needed to talk about what happened between them.

  Cole’s breath caught in a funny way in his chest when he saw Bane cross the training center with his K-9 partner Mars at his heels. Mars went everywhere with Bane, and they lived together. Cole loved dogs. Their eyes locked, but he looked quickly away. It was then that Cole was certain more happened between them than he could remember. Flashes of the night before flipped like black-and-white pictures through his mind.

  Trent was working, which meant Cole was working today as his interpreter. There was a big black hole in his mind regarding all the events that happened after Bane brought him home. Had they slept together? Cole awakened alone with a raging hard-on. Cole had dreams of wanting and being Bane’s submissive. He’d heard of all the bondage and “tie me up stuff,” but had never done any of it before. He’d seen several videos on the internet too. A shiver went through Cole’s body, landing with a solid thud in his cock.

  Trent snapped his fingers in front of Cole’s face. “Earth to Cole. What the fuck?”

  “Just tired. Sorry.”

  When Trent finished with his meetings and was doing paperwork, Cole slipped away, searching for Bane’s office. He found it on the third floor. He knocked.

  “Enter.”

  A grin tugged at the corner of Cole’s lips as he opened the door. He shut it behind him. Cole nervously looked around Bane’s office. It was a carbon copy of all the offices within the department. There was just enough room to get work done. Bane’s desk was cluttered with files. His right hand was poised over his laptop.

  “Busy?” Cole asked.

  “Always. What’s up?”

  “Are we finished with my training?” Cole asked.

  Bane sat back. “There’s always more we could go over. Do you feel comfortable going back into the field as an interpreter?”

  Cole took a few beats to think about it. “With you guys as my backup, I do.”

  “I think you’re ready. Chief Anderson does too. We talked about it this morning.”

  Nervous energy echoed through Cole’s body. He knew they needed to talk about what happened last night.

  “About last night…”

  “What about it?” Bane asked.

  “I don’t seem to have a very clear memory of what we did. That drink and a half really messed me up.”

  “I have a clear memory of everything we did.”

  Bane’s eyes grew heavy as they moved slowly over Cole’s body. A shiver of need vibrated through Cole’s belly.

  “Maybe we can compare notes?”

  “We’re not going to talk about it here.”

  “Where then?” Cole asked.

  Bane wrote something down. “Meet me at my place later tonight.”

  Cole took the Post-it he had written his address down on. “I’m sorry I can’t seem to remember everything that happened between us.”

  “I’ll be sure to refresh your memory tonight, babe.”

  “I’m fuzzy on one thing.” Cole felt a little embarrassed that one and a half drinks messed him up so thoroughly. “Did we have sex?”

  “No, but we came close. We did other things.”

  Cole ran a hand through his hair. He hated how he couldn’t remember everything they did together. He recalled taking Bane’s orders and there was something about rules. God, he felt like a fool for trying to talk about it with Bane here and now
.

  “I guess I drank a little too much last night.”

  “The drinks must have been stronger than you expected. It was the reason why we didn’t have sex. I want you to remember what happens between us.”

  “I want to remember every moment with you, too.”

  “Good.”

  “Just tell me something about what happened between us.”

  “You learned the first rule of being my submissive. Rule one is?”

  “Obedience.” Cole’s knees went weak as he fell back against the wall. “Fuck.”

  “On your hands and knees. Crawl to me.”

  Cole was quick to obey. He crawled around Bane’s desk, putting his face within inches of his cock. Cole was breathing hard. Bane ran his hand over his jaw, lifting his chin so that they were eye to eye.

  “We did this.” Bane came in close, kissing him hard. Their tongues swept in deep passionate strokes that went on and on. “We did a lot of that actually.”

  Their lips came in close again as they tongue fucked together. Bane pulled away and Cole found his mouth chasing after his.

  “I rimmed you with my tongue. I touched you with my hands. I sucked your cock and you sucked mine.”

  “Oh, fuck. I want you.”

  “We can’t now.”

  Cole’s entire body was shaking with need. “I can’t wait.”

  “It’s too risky to do here.”

  “I don’t care.”

  “You will if we get caught.”

  “I can be quiet.”

  “Not with my cock stuffed in your mouth. You’re rather loud actually.”

  “Fucking tease.”

  “No, I’m your Dom and you need to learn to be obedient. That means doing everything I ask of you when I ask you.”

  “What do you want of me now?”

  Cole’s heart raced. He wanted to fuck around, but knew they shouldn’t. They kissed again with Cole opening his mouth up wide for Bane’s tongue to go deep. Bane’s desk phone rang, jolting both of them out of their kiss. Bane answered, but kept his hand locked around Cole’s neck. As he talked, Bane spread his legs wide, pulling Cole in closer. Cole loved feeling the heat of Bane’s cock through his pants. After several minutes on the phone, Bane hung up the phone.

  “Rule two. Control. I want to control how and when you come. Are you okay with that?”

  “Yes.”

  “I have something for you,” Bane said.

  Cole felt his lips pull into a smile. “You got me something?”

  “Something only for you. You will wear this until I see you tonight, understand?”

  “Yes.”

  “Stand.”

  Cole stood. Bane worked Cole’s belt off and unzipped his pants. Bane tugged his pants open wide and took out his heavy cock. Bane pulled a chain out from around his neck and beneath his shirt. The chain was warm from Bane’s body heat. He slipped the mesh down the long length of Cole’s cock like a sleeve, slipping his big balls through the loop at the bottom. Bane worked the thin chain around Cole’s hips, connecting it over the top of his ass cheeks. Bane stroked his cock, making it harder. Cole bit his lip as his prick pressed tight against the chain that held him hostage. The tip of his cockhead bloomed over the tip of the chain. It tightened even more. It felt so fucking good against Cole’s sensitive skin. Bane leaned down, giving his cockhead a seductive kiss that caused pre-cum to drip from his cockhead. Bane stuffed Cole’s prick back into his boxers, pulling his pants back on.

  “Kneel.”

  Bane wrapped his hand behind Cole’s neck, bringing their mouths together. Cole groaned as his cock pressed against the chain.

  When Cole came up for air, he said, “I want to be your sex slave.”

  “I like the sound of that. Do not take this off. Meet me at my house in two hours.”

  “I don’t know if I can make it that long.”

  Bane kissed his lips sweetly. “You will, babe. Trust me.”

  “I do trust you.”

  “I know you do.”

  Cole rushed from Bane’s office and headed home for the day. There was no way he could keep working with this chain around his cock.

  * * * *

  “For the love of God…”

  Cole headed straight for his bedroom and the privacy of the master bathroom when he got home. He slammed the door shut behind him and went straight for the bathroom sink. He bit his lower lip as he undid his belt and pulled his throbbing cock from his pants. He looked at his thick cock in the mirror. The chain that sleeved his long thick dick had some give to it. Enough to let the blood flow as his cock expanded. Cole rubbed his thumb over his super sensitized cockhead. He groaned as pre-cum dripped from his tip. He was so close to coming that he had to get control.

  Cole jumped in the shower, letting the water beat his cock into submission. The first caress of hot water was enough for him to shoot his spunk. Cole locked his hand around the chainmail, feeling the little beads woven into the chain for the first time. He slid and twisted the chain until he pumped himself dry. He was breathing heavily as he pressed his hands against the tile. He watched his cock deflate and the chainmail contract around his cock. It was the most erotic thing he had ever experienced before. He couldn’t wait to have more of it with Bane.

  Two hours later, Cole was standing on Bane’s front porch of his house. He lived in the historic part of Old Milford. Cole’s cock instantly hardened as he knocked on the front door. Bane opened the door. Mars was at Bane’s feet, wagging his tail.

  “You made it,” Bane said.

  “I did.”

  “Have you been good while we’ve been apart?”

  “Define good?”

  “Is your cock chain still in place?”

  Cole came in close. He wanted to kiss Bane but knew he had to wait. “Yes. Would you like to check?”

  Bane ran his hand down the front of Cole’s jeans. Cole swayed forward, closing his eyes. Heat seared beneath his palms as Cole’s hands connected with Bane’s chest. Their lips met in a hungry kiss that had Bane pushing Cole up against the mirror that hung on the wall. Bane smoothed his hand up the front of Cole’s neck, squeezing and releasing Cole’s neck in the most seductive and possessive way.

  Bane pulled away, causing Cole to sigh. “I needed that.”

  “So did I.”

  “Something smells good.”

  “Dinner.”

  Bane led the way through the long narrow hallway of the old Victorian and into the kitchen. They opened the screen door and stepped out onto the back porch. The grill was fired up and there was a fire going in the fire pit. The yard was a small postage stamp and neatly kept. A privacy fence enclosed the back of the house.

  Nighttime pressed in close. A crescent moon hung lazily in the sky. Fireflies fluttered up from the grass. Cole couldn’t remember the last time he just took all of it in and enjoyed being out among the night.

  “Anything I can help you with?” Cole asked.

  “No. I got it. Just have a seat.”

  Sitting with the cock chain wasn’t the most comfortable. It didn’t help that Cole was fully aroused again and needed relief. Cole sat down with an audible groan. He ran his hand down his prick, adjusting it.

  “I didn’t give you permission to touch yourself.”

  “I guess you’ll have to punish me for being a whore who can’t keep his hands off himself.”

  “Don’t do that.”

  “Do what?”

  “Call yourself a whore. You’re my sub. You are not a whore.”

  “Maybe I’d like it if you called me your little dirty bitch and treated me like one.”

  Bane brought two plates to the table and sat down across from Cole. “You’re just begging for me to punish you.”

  “Perhaps I am.”

  “Eat your dinner. I want you to have enough energy for our session tonight.”

  Cole wanted to know everything about Bane. He picked up his fork and started on the salad. “Are you close to your
family?”

  The question seemed to surprise Bane. He smiled sheepishly. “Yeah, we’re close.”

  “They don’t have a problem with you being gay?”

  “They don’t know.”

  Cole chuckled. “How have you managed to keep it a secret from them?”

  “I don’t tell them anything about my sex life.”

  “You’ve never brought anyone home to your parents?”

  “I’ve never been that serious with anyone,” Bane said.

  “Huh.”

  “What about you? Are your parents okay with you being gay?” Bane asked.

  Cole should’ve known that a cop would turn the questioning around on him. “No. I was disinherited when I came out to them.”

  “Shit.”

  “Yeah. It’s been rough. My sister calls every once in a while to give me the family update.” Cole shrugged a shoulder. “It is what it is.”

  “Your sister?”

  “Lynn.”

  “Is she married?”

  “Single. She’s off saving the world. She works as a border doctor. My parents are pretty proud of her.”

  “I’m sorry.”

  “I knew what I was getting into when I came out to them. My folks are really conservative.”

  “Mine are too.”

  Their eyes met. Cole could see that there was more Bane wanted to say, but he was holding back for some odd reason. Cole decided to let it go for now. There would be more time for them to get to know each other better.

  “When did you come out?” Bane asked.

  “I was eighteen.” Cole smiled despite the pain he was feeling inside. “Did you always want to be a cop?”

  “I come from a family of police officers. My father and all my uncles are cops. I pretty much knew I wanted to be one by the time I graduated from high school.”

  “Nice.”

  Their eyes locked again, causing Cole’s train of thought to derail. He glanced away as a smile broke out across his lips.