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Cole groaned as the swollen, purple head of Hanzo’s cock popped past the ring of his tight entrance.
“Not…not prepared, gunslinger?” Hanzo panted below him, his hands clenching almost desperately at the sheets of their bed, and Cole flashed him a grin.
“Ain’t got time. You gotta be on that transport right about ten minutes ago, dontcha?” he asked as he sank down further, ending the question with another groan and a shudder as Hanzo brushed up against and past his prostate.
Hanzo’s face, and his neck, and his upper chest all reddened at both the motion and the feeling of Cole’s hole tightening even more around him, a sight which sent an identical sea of red through Cole’s skin. “Then get to work before someone comes looking for us.”
“For you, ” the cowboy corrected even as he obeyed and even as he gasped at the feeling of Hanzo so deep inside him, so hot inside him, so good inside him. He rose up and then ground down repeatedly, his knees on either side of Hanzo’s hips as he rode him. “They’ll come…they’ll come looking for you and…and take you away from me .”
Hanzo reached up and laid his broad hands on Cole, letting his motion do the work of threading his fingers through the hair of his chest and abdomen, so thick and dark and opaque that hardly any skin could be seen beneath it, but Cole could feel the heat of them, and he arched his back as Hanzo lightly dug in his fingertips to better feel the hard, defined muscles underneath. “Not for long, my love. Only a few days.”
“Few days too long,” the cowboy griped, placing his own hands over Hanzo’s and guiding them to slide over his chest, making sure the archer’s thumbs caught and swept over his erect nipples, the callouses sending extra jolts of pleasure down his spine to join the sweet tension building at the base of his dick and balls as they bounced and twitched with his increasingly wanton movements.
A couple of times, Hanzo tried to move his hands lower, but Cole stopped him and kept them where they were. It already felt too good, too encompassing, as he bounced up and down, letting the full length of Hanzo’s cock drag in and out of him and over those sweetest and most intimate spots inside of him…it was all so good that if he let Hanzo touch him, even for a instant…if he so much as brushed against Cole’s cock…if he so much as said …
He threw his head back for a moment, letting out a guttural moan as his eyes rolled back, before collecting himself enough to look back down at Hanzo.
Hanzo was staring up at him, face red, eyes black.
His lips parted.
“Give it to me,” Cole growled before Hanzo could. “Give it all to me.”
Hanzo blinked, his head fell back, and he thrust his hips upward, striking Cole in just the right spot, nearly making him lose all control…but he kept a firm rein on himself, and nothing more than clear precum dripped out of his straining erection to copiously pool onto Hanzo’s abs and meticulously groomed pubic hair.
Hanzo, on the other hand, writhed and cursed and clamped his fingers hard on Cole’s nipples, and again Cole nearly followed him over the edge, as he came and came and came inside him. His eyes squeezed shut, his mouth lolled open, his breath hitched with even the smallest movement as Cole kept slowly grinding onto Hanzo, feeling his dick inside him twitch and spasm as he milked him of every last drop he could coax out of him.
Finally Hanzo laid still beneath him, flushed and panting and absolutely beautiful.
Cole grinned again and leaned forward carefully, putting his weight on his hands on the mattress as he hovered over his husband, basking in the puffs of Hanzo’s breath as they ruffled his beard and hair.
“That good enough for ya, darling?”
“Oh, yes. Yes. Always,” Hanzo gasped out, throwing an arm over his eyes for a moment. Then he reached up and guided Cole’s lips to his, pressing a quick peck to them before immediately licking into his mouth, tasting him determinedly and thoroughly with all the intention and focus he brought to bear on every subject he fixed on.
Cole was absolutely content to let him kiss him and taste him for a thousand years, but after only a scant minute or two, he broke the kiss and leaned back a little, deliberately tracing a line of saliva between them before he broke it with his finger and a wink. “Alright, honey. You gotta get a-going.”
Hanzo began to reach between them. “No. It is your t-”
“Agent Hanzo Shimada, you are being paged by the strike commander.”
Hanzo groaned as Cole let out a deep chuckle, straightened, and let Hanzo’s flagging cock pop out of him before he carefully dismounted Hanzo and shuffled to the edge of their bed.
“Agent Hanzo Shimada, you are being paged by the strike commander.”
“Yes, I am here, Athena,” Hanzo said, sounding like answering the summons was the very last thing he wished to do.
“The strike commander-”
“Yes, my apologies, Athena, please tell him I am on my way. Cole, my love, will you…oh, thank you.”
Cole had already returned with lightly scented wet wipes and a moistened towel. Together they cleaned Hanzo up a sufficient amount, or so they hoped, that nobody would suspect that whatever excuse Hanzo gave when he showed up to the transport was explicitly false.
“I am sorry to leave you.”
Cole smiled at Hanzo’s plaintive tone. “You mean, leaving in general, or leaving this? ” as he pointed down at his cock. His erection had flagged as well, but that only meant more precum was leaking out, forcing him to use quite a few of the wipes on himself despite the need to get Hanzo ready as quickly as possible.
“Both. Had someone timed this little liaison better, I could take care of this pressing problem, even if I couldn’t avoid leaving entirely.”
“Well, maybe this pressing problem will be waiting for you when you get back.”
Hanzo’s eyes narrowed in a burst of open, naked lust. “Is that a promise?”
Cole’s smile was dangerous. “If you insist.”
“I do,” Hanzo said immediately with an equally dangerous look.
“Then I promise. Now, get your fucking pants on and get, before Winston comes up here and sees and smells exactly why you’re so late.”
Hanzo sighed, his eyes lingering over Cole’s naked form, and especially over his cock as another drop of precum leaked out and hung off of his foreskin, suspended by a thin thread of viscous liquid, but he obeyed.
Soon enough they were standing at the door of their quarters, Cole still gloriously nude as he leaned down to give Hanzo one last peck.
Hanzo sighed as he glanced down one last time. Then he smirked. “You’re going to break your promise.”
“Am I now, sugar?”
“Yes. As soon as you get in the shower, you’re not going to be able to help yourself.”
“You wound me, darling!” Cole gasped, staggering back with his hand over his heart. “Why, just thinking of you sitting on the transport and thinking that I, at that very moment, could be breaking my solemn word to you! Touching myself when you’re not here…caressing it…moaning your name as I…”
“Enough!” Hanzo barked, rolling his eyes, but with a wide smile. “Or I simply will not be able to go at all!”
Cole grinned and gave him one last, last peck before he impishly pushed the door open, revealing himself to the, luckily, deserted hallway. “Better get going, then.”
“Demon,” Hanzo said, shaking his head as he stepped out. Then, closing the door until only his face was visible, he paused once more and said softly, “Farewell, my love.”
Cole gave him the softest of smiles. “I love you, honey.”
Hanzo smiled back and clicked the door closed.
Cole’s soft smile didn’t leave him as he listened to the rapidly diminishing footsteps of his husband fade away.
He stretched his arms up towards the ceiling and let out a long groan, then he turned his head left and right to inhale the scent of his own armpits.
Sweaty. Musky. Rapidly ripening.
Just like Genji liked them.
“Athena? Could you put me through to Genji, if you please?” he asked, still sniffing at himself and chuckling a little as his cock shamelessly began to chub up.
“Certainly, Agent Cassidy.”
“Hey, there, cowboy!” came Genji’s cheerful voice. “What’s going on?”
“You free, buddy?”
A short pause.
“I sure can be. You in your room?”
“You know it. Come on down.”
“Will do!”
Cole grinned and turned to the bed, smoothing out the sheets and rearranging the pillows before he eased himself down, his back cushioned against the wall, one leg splayed out to the side, the other supporting and displaying his thick, partially-erect, still-leaking cock.
After a short interval, someone knocked out the first part of “Shave and a Haircut” at the door.
“Come! In!” Cole finished.
Genji appeared, his smile flashing into a pleased grin at the sight of Cole completely naked on the bed. He hadn’t bothered putting on his mask for the short trip, so his green, fluffy hair, his jet black, stylishly trimmed beard and goatee, his scarred and handsome face, and the want in his eyes as they fell on Cole’s cock, were all on full display.
He entered the room and closed the door behind him, but then he leaned against it, the white and gray of his exoskeleton strangely luminous in the fairly dim room. “Why, Mr. Cassidy!” he said, his serious tone completely contradicted by him licking his lips. “What kind of vulgar intentions do you have, sir?”
“Nothing that ain’t half as vulgar as any you got, Mr. Shimada. ”
“Eh, true enough,” Genji admitted with a shrug and a laugh.
Then he all but sprang forward, literally jumping onto the bed, nearly jumping on Cole himself.
He unceremoniously took hold of Cole’s splayed leg and arranged it so that he could straddle Cole’s hips, very much like Cole himself had done only minutes earlier. Genji then leaned forward and to the side and precociously tried to stick his nose into Cole’s right armpit…but Cole held his arm tightly against his side.
“Nuh uh. What do we say?”
Genji chuckled as he tried to stuff his face in between. “Oh c’mon, do I have to say it?”
“You sure do.”
“Fine. Please may I smell you, sir? May I sniff you? May I lick you? May I trail my tongue all the way to…”
“You don’t have to be that pathetic,” Cole said, rolling his eyes…but he lifted his arm, and he couldn’t stop himself from squirming and shuddering as Genji made good on his threat to breathe in deep and then drag his tongue across the fragrant and sweat-soaked hair and skin. “ God, Genji, you’re gonna make me come just from that!”
“Already?” Genji said, his voice muffled as he continued to bury his face in Cole’s pit. “You usually need a lot more time to get ready again, old man that you are.”
Cole took one of Genji’s metallic hands and placed it firmly on his cock and balls, hissing slightly at the cold sensation before he looked down into Genji’s eyes as he popped his head up in surprise. “Mighta saved it for ya this time.”
Genji glanced down and then up. “What? Really?”
Cole grinned. “I had some ‘bad’ timing, so your brother had to leave in a real big hurry, and he didn’t have time to be quite as thorough as usual.”
Genji’s eyes sparkled, and two vents on both of his shoulders actually lifted up and released puffs of coolant. “Then…it’s all mine?”
“All yours. Go to town.”
Cole was expecting enthusiasm, but he couldn’t help but gasp at the sheer speed that Genji’s head dropped into his lap and absolutely engulfed him in the heat of his mouth. He jolted at the sensation before his jaw dropped and his head rolled back, letting out a groan that he couldn’t moderate at all, so it was long, loud, and dripping with lust.
“Agent Cassidy?”
“Y-yes, Athena?” the cowboy gasped out as he felt Genji’s tongue swirl around his glans before taking his full length in and out, in and out, with loud popping and sucking noises.
“The transport has lifted off. Agent Shimada wanted me to let you know they will arrive at the mission coordinates in approximately three and a half hours.”
“Perfect,” Cole said breathlessly as he gripped at the sheets, trying not to bury his hands into the green hair bouncing up and down in his lap, since Genji didn’t appreciate that anywhere near as much as Hanzo did. “Thanks for the update.”
“Of course.”
“Hanzo,” Genji began, letting Cole’s dick pop out of his mouth to say the single word before he dove back down on it, bobbed a couple of times, then let it pop out again to continue, “is always so thoughtful.” Back down, bobbing once, twice, thrice, and another pop. “No wonder you love him so much.” And back down, hollowing his cheeks this time to almost literally encase his cock in slick heat.
“I do, I really do,” Cole panted, feeling his balls begin to tighten, then he gasped as Genji took them in one hand, their heat and its coolness producing a delicious contrast.
“I can’t believe,” Genji added between dives, “that you managed to get him to forget,” Cole’s eyes rolled back, “to take care of you,” Cole squeezed them shut as he felt Genji’s fingers begin to wander behind his balls, “even though he must feel so guilty,” they pressed back, feeling their way towards his hole, “that you took care of him so completely.”
Cole’s eyes burst open as Genji rubbed his entrance, the way eased far less by the lube Hanzo had lovingly spread over and into it less than a half-hour before, and more, much more, by Hanzo’s cum, as it leaked out to meet Genji’s probing fingers.
Cole looked down and locked eyes with Genji’s mischievous look. Genji’s eyes were as dark as Hanzo’s, with such a similar shape as Hanzo’s, with those eyebrows that, while more prominently forked, were still so distinctly Shimada …
“G-Genji…I’m gonna…I’m gonna…!”
And Genji slid off of him completely and scooted back to sit cross-legged almost all the way at the foot of the bed. “God, this is such a rare opportunity,” he said with a devilish look and a conversational tone, “that I just don’t know where I want your load! Do I want to taste it, and guzzle it, and feel it pouring down my throat? Or do I want it all over my face, so you can see it, so that we can smell it, so that I can feel it drip down onto my chest?
“ Or, ” he said, his voice dropping in pitch as he reached down between his legs and popped off his codpiece, allowing his own dick to burst out and upwards to thwack wetly against his exoskeleton…but Genji was keeping Cole’s eyes locked with laserlike intensity on his fingers as they brushed aside the thong-like strap to reveal the secret that so very few people knew, that day in and day out, in training and in battle, that thin strap was all that stood between the elements and the sweet, puckered, pink hole that clenched and relaxed…
…as wetly as his dick, and obviously far more prepared than Cole had been for Hanzo.
Now Cole lunged.
Genji couldn’t stop laughing as Cole pinned him underneath him, his big hands gripping the hard metal of Genji’s sides as he hooked Genji’s legs over his shoulders and lifted them up.
Cole couldn’t really see his target, but he was unerring as he lined up his cock with Genji’s hole, but despite his aggressive speed, he slowly, slowly pressed in, testing to see if Genji, impetuous, impatient Genji, had truly taken the time to properly stretch himself out and coat his hot, quivering insides with enough lube to take Cole’s full length.
Genji fell silent, still smiling as he studied Cole’s sweat-drenched face, waiting.
Cole returned the look as soon as he bottomed out. Genji’s body had offered hardly an ounce of resistance.
Genji grinned. “Proud of me, daddy? ”
A quick withdrawal and a hard thrust was his answer, and Cole saw with great pleasure that he almost literally punched the breath out of him, his eyes rolling back just as his had, both just now and barely an half-hour ago.
Embarrassing as it was, Cole could feel his own asshole clench at the thought, at the need to have Hanzo there, again, spearing him, again, spreading and filling and completing him, again, even as Cole himself was buried in the heat of his husband’s brother, and watching his face as he panted and writhed as Cole speared and spread and filled him up.
He let his head drop forward as he set a steady pace that was just short of punishing, just the way Genji liked it, and, coincidentally, just as Cole liked it when he and Hanzo had the time.
He closed his eyes and listened to Genji’s grunts and moans mix with his own as they rutted away, and that was an enormous difference between his husband and his brother-in-law. When Cole and Hanzo were wrapped up in each other like this, the timbre and pitch of their moans were so similar that it was difficult to know who was who, where one ended and the other began.
Nobody would ever mistake Genji’s moans for Cole’s, or vice versa, so they had a kind of duet instead, their two distinct voices rising and falling in time with Cole’s thrusts.
At the moment, Genji squeezed down on Cole and brought him out of his momentary reverie.
Genji’s hole felt incredible--it was smooth and hot and tight, plus Genji had it under a kind of control that Cole envied, squeezing and relaxing at all the right times. Cole had no idea how Genji made it feel like he was trying to hold him in with every withdrawal and sucking him back in with every thrust, but he was taking all the notes he could so that someday he might be able to do the same for Hanzo.
Heaven knew Hanzo deserved it.
Heaven knew Cole would do anything for him.
“C-Cole,” Genji stammered. “I…I think I…holy shit, but I think I’m…”
Cole locked eyes with him. “Give it to me. Give it all to me.”
Genji’s eyes bulged, then rolled back as he came, completely untouched, his dick pumping out ropes of cum to splatter all over his stomach, his chest, his own face, with even a spurt or two catching in his green hair.
Cole grinned.
“D- Daddy …”
And that was all it took for the tension within Cole to snap, and he began to blabber in a deep, guttural voice as he snapped his hips back and forth and painted Genji’s insides white. “Yeah, there it is, take it, take all of it, you wanted it, so take it. Take it. ”
“Oh, yes, give it to me,” Genji said breathlessly, “I want it. I want it all. Yes. Yes. Yes…”
Cole mirrored Genji’s increasing languor, slowing his thrusts almost as though he was performing a cooldown after a long, hard run…but that wasn’t too far off the mark.
Genji looked up at him and smiled. “Well.”
Cole smiled back. “Well, indeed. Looks like I found a way for you to have it both ways.”
Genji laughed as he self-consciously touched his own face. “I’d say so. That’s why we keep you around.”
“It’s an honor to be here,” said Cole with a slight eyeroll. He gently withdrew, and he took a moment to hold Genji’s glutes apart to marvel at the sight of the reddened hole with a thin yellowish-white line of cum leaking out.
Hanzo’s cum was still leaking out of him, Cole thought with a spike of heat running through him. This was what Hanzo saw after finishing in Cole, when he held Cole’s asscheeks apart.
Cole smiled, like Hanzo always did.
No wonder Hanzo had kept coming back over the years.
“C’mere,” said Genji, grabbing Cole’s arms and pulling him forward to lay on top of him. “I know this is your favorite part, and you deserve it for saving me a full load. You don’t have to do that, y’know. You should save it for Hanzo.”
Cole huffed a laugh, but then he breathed in deep.
He was a kinky, randy bastard, and there were few things that he liked more than the smell of cum after a long bout of good sex. He knew it, Hanzo knew it, and Genji knew it, but he didn’t get to indulge in it very often because one of those few things he did like more was knowing that cum was down deep, deep inside himself or his husband or Genji.
But Genji was right; he did deserve a treat after being so nice.
So they lay there together, each breathing in the scent of each other and of both their session and Cole and Hanzo’s, and despite the strengthening light as the morning gave way to afternoon, they both managed to doze and fall asleep.
“Cole?”
Cole groaned.
“Cole? Cole. Cole! Wake up!”
Cole moaned, turned over on his back, and opened his eyes.
“H-Hanzo?”
“Yes, it’s me, you sleepyhead. You didn’t answer your comm, so I had Athena patch me through over the intercom. I’m sorry to interrupt your nap, but I have only a few minutes before we go radio silent.”
“Oh, darling, thanks for calling me, then!” Cole said as he sat up. He glanced over at Genji, who had also woken up and was looking at him with an amused expression. “If I’d heard you’d gone radio silent…what’s wrong?”
“Nothing, nothing, it’s just that the safe house is closer to the target’s residence than we’d thought, so Winston thought it’d be wise. I knew you’d worry, so I called to let you know.”
Cole smiled softly. “Well, thanks, hun. I appreciate it. I miss you.”
“Already, cowboy?” Hanzo said, amusement coloring his voice.
“Sure do. I…” With a small jolt, Cole felt Genji’s cold hands take a firm grip of his hips. Genji looked up at him, stuck his tongue out to lap at his foreskin, and waggled his eyebrows. Then he sank his mouth over Cole’s half-erect dick.
Cole managed to stifle any betraying sound, but only just…and the pause was long enough for Hanzo to say softly, “That much?”
He had mistaken the pause for Cole being emotional, but that was almost certainly because if Cole had been alone, with no witness other than his husband, he probably would have been. Hanzo had a way of softening his beaten-up old heart.
“Sure do. Sure will. Sure can’t wait to have you back,” Cole said truthfully as Genji coaxed him into full hardness, taking his balls once more in his hands and gently rubbing them as he licked and sucked silently at his cockhead as his foreskin rolled back. “I know it’s only for a few days, but the sooner you’re back here, the better.”
“You’re not saying that simply to have an excuse to empty your balls, are you, cowboy?” asked Hanzo flirtatiously.
Cole grinned. “Well, yes, that, too, but that’s a bonus to just having you back in my arms, dearest. I swear.”
“I know, my love, I know.”
Genji swallowed him down completely once more, and despite his attention on Hanzo, Cole couldn’t help but go a bit cross-eyed at the feel of Genji’s throat.
“Well. The strike commander is telling me it’s time to go radio silent. I love you, Cole.”
“And I love you, cherry blossom. I’ll see you soon…the sooner the better.”
Hanzo chuckled. There was a short clicking sound, and Athena announced, “The call has ended, Agent Cassidy.”
“Thanks Athena, and thanks for patching him through when I didn’t answer my comm. You’re a lifesaver!”
“You’re welcome, Agent Cassidy.”
With a loud pop, Genji slid off Cole’s dick, took a few breaths of air, and said, “You two are insufferable. Just marry him already.”
“Way ahead of you,” Cole said with a smile and a wink, waving the sapphire-embossed ring on his left hand at him.
Genji rolled his eyes. “You looked so sad talking to him that I couldn’t help but try to cheer you up.”
“Thank ye kindly,” Cole said as he scooted back to lean against the pillows. “Feel free to keep going. I’m gonna be pretty lonely the next few days.”
“Yeah you are, you big softie,” Genji said as he followed him. He took Cole’s cock in hand and pumped it a couple of times and was about to swallow it down again when he paused. “We should do this again during another phone call. That was actually surprisingly hot.”
Cole couldn’t help a rather evil grin. “You didn’t know that until now?”
“You did ?”
“Sure. Your brother and I-”
“ No! ”
“Yeah,” replied Cole smugly.
“When?!”
“Well,” Cole said, placing his hands behind his head to let a puff of pit smell waft out, “You remember when Hanzo and I were in Spain, and you called us for that status update since Winston was busy?”
Genji’s jaw dropped. “No way.”
“Hanzo was across the room, but as soon as the call began,” Cole recounted fondly, his eyes growing distant and his lips forming into a pleased smile, “he dropped to all fours, crawled under the desk, unzipped my jeans, and went to town, all while you and I were talking about ammunition and Talon movements.”
Genji looked absolutely shocked.
Cole couldn’t help reaching down, taking his own cock in hand and smacking Genji’s cheek lightly with it. “Earth to Genji. Come in, Genji.”
Genji shook his head, both at Cole’s antics and at his brother’s bold action. “Nuh-uh. No way. There’s no way Hanzo would do that.”
“I seemed pretty calm and collected just now, didn’t I?” Cole said with a glint in his eye. “Almost like…I’ve done it before.”
“Wow,” Genji breathed. “Good for Hanzo. I’ve never been more proud.”
“He does love to surprise me,” Cole said, nodding a little. “There are so many reasons I love him. His thoughtfulness, his spontaneity…his huge cock.”
“Gross,” said Genji.
Cole smiled at the lack of conviction. “Gross, huh? You think I forgot about this?” He reached down between his legs and rubbed at his own hole. He brought his fingers to just below his nose and inhaled deeply, sighing, “Ah. Hanzo…”
Then he held out his fingers to Genji.
Genji swallowed.
Cole raised his eyebrows and nodded.
Genji leaned forward.
He sniffed.
Then he opened his mouth.
“Nope, not today,” Cole said, falling back with a toothy grin. “If you’re gonna get it, you’re gonna get it fresh. I’ll figure out how sometime.”
“Bastard,” Genji grumbled, looking thoroughly put out.
“If all you’re gonna do is cuss, then maybe you should put that mouth to work on other things,” Cole replied sweetly.
“Yeah, I guess I should,” Genji said, rolling his eyes, but if he really was angry, Cole couldn’t tell from the way he went back to sucking his dick.
Cole put his hands behind his head once more, his pits exposed, the thick carpet of his chest and belly already beginning to bead with a little sweat as heat spread from his groin to his entire body, and lay his head back against the wall.
A few days, and Hanzo would be back.
He couldn’t wait.