You peeps! Here is a snippet from my entry to the Genzo Zine! It is open for preorder currently, have a look over here (link to twitter) for more information! It is a Zine focused around the romantic relationship between the Shimada brothers, so be aware 🙂

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Carrot-And-Stick

Pony Play; Ruined Orgasm; Dom/sub; Rough

Genji holds Hanzo’s wild gaze as he slowly twists his wrist and curls the reins of the bridle around his hand once more. Hanzo’s head gets pulled forward, but he holds against it, lips pulled away from his teeth in a guttural snarl. Like this, he shows off the bit Genji has forced between his jaw, keeping it nice and open, so his sharp, white teeth can’t gnash like he so obviously wants to.

“That’s so kind of you, brother,” he coos. Hanzo is bucking and twisting beneath him, but there is no way he could throw Genji off. Not when he’s got his strong thighs clamped around his big brother’s trim hips all while keeping the reins tight – quite literally. “I’ve always wanted a pony of my own.”

Hanzo looks a touch insane for a second, dark eyes rolling like a wild colt’s as he tries to throw himself bodily back. The way he audibly clangs his teeth against the metal of the bit is probably accidental, but it excites Genji nonetheless. He can always count on Hanzo to make it just dramatic enough that it gets Genji’s libido going.

Granted, Genji is pretty sure Hanzo had been thinking of something else when he asked him whether he’d like to be ridden one day.

As is, Genji easily goes with the flow of the sudden yank against the reins. It has a nice side-effect of dragging his hole against Hanzo’s cock, which is nice and hard despite his big brother’s vehement squirming and fighting. It also seems to remind Hanzo of the nice little treat he’s been promised, as well.

It’s not often that Genji offers the tender hole up, and Hanzo is adorably like a dog with a treat dangled in front of his nose.

He’ll do anything just to have his little brother bounce on his cock for once, instead of the other way round where Genji will pinch his tits and slap his thighs and overall be very mean to him.

“You’re so dirty, niisan,” Genji purrs, playing into the little brother role just because he knows it gets Hanzo sickeningly hot and bothered; as if they’re not two grown men with greying temples. “You get so hot and needy just thinking about dicking your little brother.”

Hanzo remains quiet, the accusation having taken the fight out of him for the moment. It’s the easiest way to get Hanzo to comply: just make him feel guilty about his perverse, incestuous desires until he’s horny enough to ignore any scruples he has, once more.

There’s an unbecoming flush starting to crawl up from as far down as his belly and by the time Genji has righted himself once more, sitting astride his brother’s lap, Hanzo has become brick red.

His thick throat is offered up, chest pushed out due to the uncomfortable position of his arms, bound behind his back; and while he fights with his inner demons again, Genji is utilizing the moment to admire his brother’s tits as he breathes deep and heavy.

Genji reaches out, first thumbing, then pinching one of his pudgy nipples, all the while keeping the reins tightly curled around his fist. He’s played often enough with Hanzo to know he can never let his guard down around him. He is a crafty bastard – they both are.

To be continued in the zine….