Extension December 2023 Drabble #1 (Patreon)

Happy New Year everybody!

Gabriel/Cassidy/Hanzo – Gabriel and Hanzo continue torturing Cole during a nice get-together with their friends.

Part 1 (Patreon Link)

Part 2 (This Part)

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Gabriel briefly glances over to Shimada. He somehow manages to look both intrigued by what is happening and miffed that he isn’t the one that is currently in charge over everything. He’s just as much of a control freak as Gabriel himself, it seems. Maybe even more so.

Well, tough luck; it’s Gabriel’s turn for now to torture the mutt as he sees fit.

Cole has gotten his coughing fit back under control and Mercy has stopped rubbing his back to turn toward her other neighbor, probably in hopes that Cole will stop being so awkward.

Well, it’s only going to get worse from her. Gabriel’s mouth twitches again. He puts his thumb on the little dial at the top of the remote and slowly inches it to the left side, watching as Cole’s face flushes a progressively darker shade of red as he feels the vibrations slowly becoming more intense.

There is sweat glistening on his forehead some five minutes in. Gabriel idly wonders how hard the mutt’s cock is. Is he sporting a nice fat erection that he is trying to hide beneath the table? Cole is always very… wet. Is he already oozing sticky pre-cum and getting his underwear nice and slimy with it?

Gabriel feels his phone reacting against his thigh. He pulls it out, giving it a quick glance and smirking as he sees Hanzo’s name as the message sender.

He glances toward Shimada who looks like he hasn’t moved a muscle since the last time Gabriel had paid attention to him. He stares back at his phone while his thumb idly and in irregular intervals pushes the dial to-and-fro.

The push and give of the toy humming inside Cole’s hot, clutching body seems to give him a bit of a reprieve. Or is it? It is difficult to tell since when he takes a spoon with robotic movement, his knuckles are turning white with his grip.

Oh well.

The message reads: “Don’t make him come. I want to do that.”

What a bossy little bitch. But they are sharing the mutt between the two of them and Gabriel guesses he could allow it this time not to keep all the fun to himself. He nods imperceptibly at Hanzo, then focuses back on Cole.

Torbjörn has been kind enough to go around and fill everybody’s plate with a thick helping of the Chili he and Reinhardt had been cooking, and while it is Cole’s favorite meal, he is just staring at his steaming plate with glassy eyes.

All of a sudden, Gabriel turns the vibrator off.

Cole flinches, his glassy-eyed stare now flicking toward Hanzo then Gabriel, trying to figure out who of the two of them is having the remote at the moment and who he has to beg for his release.

Before he has a chance to figure out who his current tormentor is, Gabriel casually turns the vibrator back on in a pulsation mode, turning toward his own food, the remote now secure in his pocket.

Cole tries to eat as well. He is sweating even more now, though the Chili thankfully manages to mask it. Reinhardt comments on how he thought Cole could handle the heat a lot better. His massive hand lands on Cole’s back in an exuberant slap, his huge frame shaking as he laughs.

Cole tries to laugh with him but it looks like he is on the verge of tears again. Maybe the vibrator has moved a little deeper inside his hungry, convulsing ass and is pressing against his prostate with every buzzing interval.

Just when Gabriel sees how Cole secretly lets one hand fall beneath the table, probably to massage his fat cock through his pants and maybe try to come as quiet as possible in the middle of the boisterous dinner, Gabriel decides that it is time to finally let Shimada have a go at it as well.

He lets a cloud of shadow envelop the remote and secretly flies it over to the other side of the long table, depositing it in Shimada’s lap. He can see those dark eyes flick toward him in acknowledgement, though there is no other outward sign of Hanzo actually taking and using it.

Gabriel does not mind. He finds the uncertainty of what exactly is happening to Cole at any given moment surprisingly… tantalizing. He eats slowly, keeping his head low so he can watch from the corner of his eyes every reaction of the mutt.

Cole keeps oscillating wildly between looking like he is actually having his shit together and seemingly on the verge of shooting his load at any given second.

Angela keeps turning to him at first, trying to figure out what the Hell is wrong with him but apparently she figures out what Shimada and he have noticed a long time ago: there is no helping Cole Cassidy. He is simply a mess.

And being the sole focus of two sadistically horny men does not really help his cause.

So thankfully she does not turn to him again, leaving him to stew in his torture inflicted by Shimada’s cruel fingers on the dial of the remote.

Gabriel has to admit that the other is obviously much more devious with its usage than he had been, though he supposes it wouldn’t have done if they started hard from the get-go.

Still, while Shimada is still messing around with Cole, Gabriel decides to pick it up a notch. Maybe even end it right then and there. Watch the mutt steep in the knowledge that he could not contain that big dick of his even surrounded by his team mates having an innocent little dinner.

Ah, Cassidy’s shame truly is the most delicious thing of all.

So Gabriel focuses on sending out his smoke, letting it waft beneath the table until he can let it crawl up Cole’s legs and through the little teeth of his zipper.

He does not react at first, obviously not feeling the touch of the smoke until Gabriel wants him to feel it.

Inside he can sense the intense, humming vibrations of the toy as it is looped around the base of the ingrate’s juicy cock. It is heavy and almost overwhelming. Is this the max setting?

With a heavy lidded gaze he glances toward Shimada, though the other is a masterful actor and does not let it on that anything is amiss at all. In fact, Gabriel is not even sure where he has the remote and how he is manipulating it at the moment.

Feeling a reluctant sense of respect, he lets his smoke crawl even deeper into the space. Just as he thought, everything is hot and slimy, the fat shaft twitching and pulsing with the need to finally pump out its load.

He lets the smoke finally curl around the swollen mushroom head, watching the mutt jerk, then stare at him as he finally figures out what is happening.

Cole has perfected the puppy-dog stare. His brown eyes are huge and pleading as he stares at Gabriel while Shimada ruthlessly cranks up the vibration even more. Is he suspecting what is happening? Gabriel can’t tell. It is difficult to think past the buzzing in his skull as the vibration travels from the smoke right to his own body, leaving him to just sit there, one hand curled in a tight claw around his glass, not eating but just staring back at Cole.

Watching him suffer as he lets his smoke milk his glans, tiny whisps crawling into his piss hole and making him feel even more stuffed.

Thick veins are starting to pop out along the sides of Cassidy’s throat as he tries not to make a sound while he gets utterly destroyed by the two men that have decided that he would be the ideal victim to their sick little games.

His cock does not seem to have the same qualms as its master. It keeps flexing hard and unrelenting, almost uninhibited by the restrictions that his pants are putting on it.

The vibrations cease for one glorious second before resuming immediately. Hanzo has turned on the pulsing feature on the highest setting. Gabriel can watch in real-time as the mutt succumbs right then and there. Even if he didn’t have his smoke all up in the humid insides of Cole’s pants, his reaction is rather obvious to the onlooker as he buckles forward, his shoulders jerking with the orgasmic convulsions of his body, his cock pumping out thick ribbons of cum that quickly smear all around his stupid cock.

Gabriel pulls back then, his eyes feeling like they are vibrating in their sockets, cock hard and needy. He might just grab Cole by the back of his shirt between two courses and pull him out to make him suck him off in the hallway.

This definitely had been fun, though. And the vibrator is still in so… Shimada could just want to torture the mutt some more.

The evening is still fresh.