Patreon Compilation – Fic#292 – Hanzo/Cassidy – Rough And Tumble AU – Dom/sub; foot play; cock and ball torture – Training Him (Patreon)

Hanzo/Cassidy – Hanzo is tackling Coles... 'issue' with premature ejaculation by trying to build some endurance in him.

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“Oh fuck, dude… I-I mean, sir-” Cole hectically corrects himself, a flush crawling up his throat and into his cheeks. They’re dark with stubble from two days of not being allowed to shave.

Hanzo thinks he will miss the way he can perfectly see the color creeping into his face, but he is certain that letting the young man grow out a beard will be even better. He doesn’t know why Cole has bothered shaving in the first place.

He certainly is lazy enough that it doesn’t really fit him to be so meticulous and Hanzo has the feeling he’s just doing it because it’s the manly thing to do.

Doesn’t matter. It’s not what this is about right now.

It’s about Hanzo looking damn fine in a tiny pair of leather underwear and a harness that is criss-crossing across his torso. It’s about Cole kneeling on a plush little carpet that Hanzo has put out for him just for the occasion, and the young man actually staying nice and put while Hanzo had been in the other room, getting ready.

Just a scant two weeks ago, Cole would have started babbling to get over his nervousness; talk about the most inane thoughts shooting through his head and seriously annoying Hanzo in the process.

Tonight he is quiet, though. Mostly. He just stares at Hanzo with his mouth slightly open and that strong jaw looking very… sittable.

“You enjoy the view?” Hanzo asks in a low voice. He steps closer until he can grab Cole by the hair and pull him in. “Sniff,” he cautions him with an imperious voice. “Nothing else.”

Cole does. His eyes go heavy lidded as he inhales deeply the scent of leather and cock. He’s got his hands on his meaty, furry thighs. Already he’s learned so much… Now his body only needs to catch up with his brain because his cock is already up and drooling, a line of pre-cum slowly dripping from the swollen tip.

He would feel so good inside Hanzo right now… but the way he looks, he would only last three minutes tops before he’d shoot his thick load and leave Hanzo hanging high and dry.

Hanzo takes a step back and pushes Cole’s head away from himself for good measure.

“You’re getting too excited again.” His voice is flat; like the sight of the young man basically vibrating on his knees for the chance of getting to touch Hanzo isn’t turning him on immensely. He likes it when they’re reverent like Cassidy. When it doesn’t even occur to them that he’s twice their age and they’re young virile men that could have anyone.

“Sorry,” Cole murmurs, but he does not look all too crestfallen about it. He just keeps staring up at Hanzo as if he’s hung the sun and the moon. His cock even has the audacity to slowly flex as Hanzo glares down at it.

Hanzo snorts and slowly extends a leg. “You will be in due time. But I’m not unreasonable. It’s still early… you’ll learn how to use that big, dumb cock of your’s.”

Slowly, with the use of his toes, Hanzo manipulates Cole’s cock until it is pressed up against his tight belly. Slowly, he puts the rest of the sole of his foot against it until his heel is pressed against Cassidy’s fat breeder balls.

The young man’s pupils blow wide, his mouth opening as his chin all but hits his chest staring down at what Hanzo is doing. He lifts his hands but before he can touch Hanzo’s leg, the other barks a sharp: “Don’t touch me.”

Cole groans. His broad shoulders sink in defeat. Slowly, he puts his hands back onto his thighs and just stares at Hanzo’s foot on his dick, pressing it up against his stomach where it already is leaving behind a wet smear of pre-cum.

“I’ve never had a man that got as wet as you,” Hanzo comments idly. His toes press harder against Cole’s crown. He squishes it against his belly until a reedy little whine shivers out of the other’s throat and his hips start awkwardly jerking upward, trying to fuck a hole that’s not even there.

Hanzo narrows his eyes and takes his foot away for a moment, just letting it hover out of reach. “Calm down. You’re far too excited. My God.”

Cole bites his lower lip. He lifts an arm and before Hanzo can bark at him to not touch, he just wipes the back of his hand over his eyes.

“I can’t help it,” he whines. “You look so damn hot all the time, an’ I really do try but what am I s’posed to do when you look and smell and sound like that?”

Hanzo almost recoils at that. He frowns down at Cole and presses his toes harder against the young man’s cock, watching him wince. “Don’t get attached,” Hanzo admonishes him with a flat voice.

Cole wheezes, his hands fluttering around Hanzo’s leg. He wants to grab at him so badly to try and push him away, that much is obvious… but he does not touch. Yet, at least.

Hanzo eases a little on the pressure. It’s quite amusing to watch Cole’s face and how the brick red that had suffused his features moments before is already easing off some as the pain regulates into something more manageable.

Still, his erection is standing as firm as ever. Hanzo hums. He slowly moves the ball of his foot along Cole’s shaft, then nudges his toes against his heavy, swollen sac.

“Regardless,” Hanzo continues in a busy tone, wiping Cole’s almost confession away like one would an annoying fly. “I trust you will be able to contain yourself until I give you permission to empty your mutt balls, yes?”

Cole’s expression grows pained. He whines softly, awkwardly bucking up, then actually pulling his hips away until Hanzo loses contact with his heavy sac.

Hanzo frowns again, putting his foot down and crossing his arms in front of his chest. He stares down at Cole who is all but squirming on the spot.

“I’m tryin’,” he whines. “You’re just makin’ it damn hard.”

Hanzo scoffs. He leans down, grabbing Cole by the jaw and forcing his head up until their faces are inches apart. Unerringly, his foot once again finds its victim, pressing against the base of his fever hot cock and squeezing painfully down on his nuts.

“You are not trying hard enough,” Hanzo croons at him in a low, menacing voice. “You are just going with the flow or whatever you kids call it these days and trusting that I will simply let you get away with it each and every time. I am quite tired of you pumping into me a couple times and then shooting your load when I have barely yet gotten a nice warm zing.”

Slowly, Hanzo starts to move his foot, the pressure becoming far more gentle as he rocks it back and forth, massaging the base of Cole’s flexing, eager cock.

Cole’s eyes go large, his back stiffening in alarm but he knows better than to try and worm his way out of it this time. He just stares at Hanzo with those lovely, dark eyes that have gone large and desperate.

Hanzo can feel him swallow thickly as well as the harsh breaths brushing against his wrist as he keeps a tight hold of his jaw. He watches every twitch, every change of color to his face as he slowly drags his toes against his desperately pulsing cock.

“You will calm down,” Hanzo murmurs softly, his thumb brushing against Cole’s lips. “You will take a nice, deep breath for me and push through this. Do not come before I give you permission to.”

Cole wheezes softly but he does stay put.

Hanzo can feel his big, warm hands creeping around his ankle, but they’re just gently holding on, so he does not reprimand him for that as well. He’s trying so hard, after all… he really does want to be a good boy for him. He wants to be praised. He wants Hanzo to be happy with him.

Slowly but surely, the tension in his face starts to bleed away. His eyes grow glassy, his tongue lolling out so Hanzo can press the pad of his thumb against it. Just when he sees his complete capitulation, sinking into some kind of sub space where he is probably no longer even aware of his erection, does Hanzo move his foot even further up. He presses his toes gently against his glans.

“There you go. Come for me.”

Cole sounds like he’s choking on his own tongue – which can not be the case, as Hanzo is still gently holding it pinned against his chin.

He feels the cock convulsing beneath his toes and then hot splashes of thick liquid hitting his shin and the back of his foot. His mouth twitches into something like a smile and he pets through Cole’s thick, unruly hair.

“There you go… perfect… I knew you could do it.”

Cole just goes cross eyed.