Chapter 18
(Gage)
Midnight Conversations and a Wicked Ride
“You look as exhausted as he did,” Gage said as Cooper stepped out the door behind them, rather than remain in bed after they’d tucked him in. “Why don’t you go to bed. I’m perfectly capable of getting presents under the tree.”
“Doesn’t mean I don’t want to help,” Cooper declared as he followed Gage to the garage.
The Littles n’ Pets Christmas Eve party had been a wonderful evening out for him and his men, but it had also meant an extra-long day for Cooper. Watching him find his footing with Zachy had left him feeling proud of the man he’d come to view as his just as much as the boy sprawled asleep in his bed. Was always an adventure, trying to get into bed after he’d already gotten comfortable. They were going to have fun rearranging him later, and probably a few new pictures to show for it, but it was one of the best parts of his day. Lately, there had been plenty vying for that position, all of them tattooed on his heart.
He had a family again.
“Fine, I’ll bring them in, you start arranging them,” Gage declared, pointing Cooper towards the tree.
By the time he got back with the first few bags of brightly wrapped packages, Cooper had the smart speaker on low, First Snow by Trans-Siberian Orchestra filling the room. Working in tandem, they had the task done in under twenty minutes, and flopped on the couch, mugs of spiked eggnog in their hands.
“We may have gone a little overboard,” Gage said as he took in the mound. Cooper had stacked them higher in the back and all around the village in the front, until they touched the bottom of the tree.”
“Guess we’ll have to do better next year.”
“How? Stack them to the ceiling?”
“I was thinking we might try to demonstrate some restraint, but I can get behind your idea.”
“It’s easy to spoil a boy that never asks for anything,” Gage said as he shot a fond glance towards the bedroom door. It wasn’t that he was worried about Zachy waking, he slept so hard that he barely twitched, let alone roused when anyone else around him was moving, it was just that he liked reminding himself that he wasn’t far.
“Tonight was eye-opening, but in the best possible way,” Cooper admitted. “I owe a few people at the club some apologies.”
“They’ll graciously accept them and let the matter die without ever bringing it up again,” Gage said.
“They’re good people.”
“Yeah, I’m looking forward to joining Hank and my brother on a few rides this year,” Gage admitted.
“I didn’t know you knew him before you moved here.”
“We were acquainted, through the club my brother rides with,” Gage admitted.
“Is that why you choose here, of all the places you could have moved to?”
“Yup. I’ve never been a loner, but it’s been a long time since I’ve had to make friends,” Gage explained. “I figured I’d be better off somewhere that I had family. The job presenting itself was like fate giving a nod to my plan, and once I’d gotten a look at the sound booth it was a no brainer.”
“I listen to you talk about your job and I can hear in your voice how much you enjoy it,” Cooper admitted. “I wish I felt the same way about mine. Not only was tonight eye-opening, but this last week and a half of being co-project manager has been humbling. I’d been walking around blaming the struggles with our projects on having the wrong team leader, but everything I thought I’d do to make it better has been met with just as many issues. I didn’t realize how many moving parts there were to coordinate between departments. I was too focused on my own, while Todd was trying to juggle the deadlines of three of them while trying to get things to line up. Once we were able to start dividing things up and conquering some of the coordination issues, things really started to come together fast.”
“Easy to judge until the shoe is on the other foot, isn’t it?” Gage asked.
“You can say that again.”
“You learn from it. That’s all you can do, that’s all any of us can do,” Gage said. “Age might bring wisdom and a bit of knowledge, but it’s still gradual. There’s something to learn almost every day, even when you don’t leave the house.”
“I’m looking forward to two weeks of that kind of learning,” Cooper admitted. “I promise to be an A-plus student, with extra credit and everything.”
“Extra credit, huh?” Gage asked, sitting up a little so he could look over at him. “Can I get a preview, so I know what it looks like when you turn it in?”
“Oh, there’ll be no guesswork to it, you’ll know.”
“That mean a preview is off the table?”
“No, you can still have your preview. I just plan to make it very clear just what lengths I’ll go through to make the grade.”
“Oh, now this I’ve got to see.”
Leaning over, Gage placed his mug on the end table beside the couch, leaned back and waited for the show to begin. Meanwhile, Cooper finished his drink and put his mug aside too, pulled his t-shirt up over his head, and dropped it in a heap on the carpet. He made short work of his jeans and underwear while Gage watched, his own growing tight as his cock grew happy at the sight unfolding in front of him.
“I’ve watched him on your cock and wondered how good it would feel to get to ride it myself,” Cooper admitted as he knelt on the cushion beside him. “Can I ride you tonight?”
“You can ride me anytime you want,” Gage growled, yanking him close and staring him in the eyes. “You two can take turns if you want and you’ll never hear a lick of complaint out of me.”
He mashed their lips together then, growling as their kisses grew rough and aggressive as their fingers tangled in each other’s hair and Cooper tugged just the way Gage liked having his hair pulled.
“How am I going to ride you when you’re still dressed?” Cooper hissed when they broke apart.
“Guess it would make it easier on us both if my clothes joined yours on the carpet.”
“No shit.”
Chuckling, Gage let go of him so he could strip and grab the lube and condoms from the end table drawer. He tossed them on the coffee table where they could both reach, then dropped on the cushion and pulled Cooper into his arms, his knees landing on each side of him.
Making out this way, cocks rubbing against each other, fingertips digging into each other’s flesh, nails leaving little red lines behind, felt beyond amazing. Each rush of endorphins ramped up his pleasure. When Cooper started prepping himself, Gage took the opportunity to jerk his head back, hair gripped tight in his fast as he caught his nipple between his teeth and tormented him until his precum dotted their stomachs and thighs.
“Make sure you’re good and ready before you try to take me,” Gage growled in his ear. “’cause I don’t intend to be gentle.”
“F-fuckkkkkkk,” Cooper groaned, shuddering and writhing on Gage’s lap as he worked himself open. Gage watched his hips grinding against the fingers he had buried inside of himself and gave his nipple another tug.
“I might have to get a set of clamps for you to match the ones I got for Zachy,” Gage growled as he did it again, loving the way his face flushed even as the rocking of his hips grew in intensity.
“Hell yeah.”
“Ohh you like that idea, do you?” Gage murmured. “Many I need to make good on those clothespins I’ve been meaning to order. Zachy wanted to see if I could strip them off his body with my single tail.”
“S-single…. like a whip?”
“A very small, stingy one that Zacky likes very much.”
“I don’t know if I’d rather watch, or have you demonstrate on me.”
“How about we split the difference, and I demonstrate on you both.”
“I can live with that.”
“How about you show me what else you can live with,” Gage encouraged. “Like my cock buried inside you.”
Cooper groaned, slowly lowering himself over Gage’s condom covered erection, gasping as the crown of Gage’s dick popped in. Kissing him, Gage caressed his back as Cooper worked himself back and forth, taking a little more each time until he was straddling Gage’s lap, his tight walls squeezing him as he clung to him.
“Don’t move until you’re ready,” Gage murmured, rubbing gentle circles on the small of his back until he’d begun to relax and was no longer trembling.
“I might have to limit my extra credit assignments to twice a week,” Cooper groaned, hips flexing as his fingernails raked the backs of Gage’s shoulders.
“In that case, you’ll have to make sure they’re exemplary.”
“I promise…I won’t give you a reason to break out your red correction pen,” Cooper muttered as he rocked again.
“Even if it comes in the form or a thick, silicone plug to keep you open and ready for me to shove my cock in anytime I want?” Gage asked.
“Is that what Zachy is wearing one for?” Cooper grunted.
“He likes being able to back up onto my morning wood and keep it warm for me until I wake up and decide to use it.”
“Can’t wait…to see that…” Cooper gasped, moaning as he started finding a careful rhythm.
Knowing he hadn’t bottomed in who knows how long, Gage kept his fingers light on his hips, letting him dictate the pace, but damn it was difficult. Cooper felt amazing and when they started kissing again it soon grew as wild and out of control as the way Cooper had started moving once he’d gotten comfortable.
It didn’t take long before Cooper blew his load all over their stomachs, while Gage surged up and turned, mashing Cooper to the couch cushions as he fucked him through his orgasm until Gage found his. Neither were in a hurry to move in the aftermath, harsh pants and sweaty bodies the only sensations he was aware of for a while. He was probably crushing Cooper a little, but he couldn’t muster up the energy to move, even after he’d softened inside of him. Cooper’s arm dangled off the edge of the couch as he lay limp beneath him, breathing ragged as he sucked in air.
If he didn’t move soon, Zachy was going to have one hell of a view opposite the tree and all the presents, when he woke up in the morning. It amused him to think of how their boy would react to finding his Daddies plastered together by their own cum. The little imp would probably laugh at them, and take a couple pictures for the private collection, before he helped get them unstuck.
Yeah, avoiding that little bit of humiliating entertainment was motivation enough to ease his weight off Cooper and shamble off in search of some wet wash rags. He soaped himself off in the bathroom before returning to Cooper, having to bat at his hands and endure his protests over getting him wet, before he was able to get him cleaned up properly.
“Whine from your side of the bed,” Gage told him as he tugged him to his feet.
The two began a shambling walk that seemed much longer than it should have been. Cooper banged into the door jam and chuckled when Gage hit the door before managing to get it shut behind them without any further calamity.
Now came the true struggle. The sleeping starfish otherwise known as Zachy. Gage nudged an arm, which resulted in Zachy flopping over on his other side with his legs splayed in Gage’s way.
“I’ll get his legs, you get his arms, on the count of three we’ll straighten him and jump in,” Cooper groaned, voice edged with exhaustion,
Cooper counted down, then they shoved, slipping in on each side of Zachy and wedging him between them, which meant Gage caught an elbow to the shoulder, while Cooper grunted and let out a pained moan.
“Got you with a knee, didn’t he?” Gage asked as he draped an arm around Zacky and held him tight until he’d settled back down again.
“Yup,” Cooper groaned. “Do I need to start wearing a cup to bed?”
“Naa, just have to remember to pin him before he starts squirming.”
“I never realized what a little wiggle worm he was.”
“Only when you have to move him,” Gage explained. “It’s always easier to just fall asleep beside him, even if it isn’t always practical.”
Their arms brushed as they positioned them around him, until they’d more firmly molded his body between theirs.
“If we don’t pass out soon, he’s gonna run us ragged in the morning,” Cooper muttered.
“He’s gonna run us ragged regardless,” Gage moaned as he nuzzled the back of Zachy’s neck. “We’re doomed and we’re going to love every minute of it, just like you are going to love the triple caffeinated coffee I loaded into the machine when I programed it for the morning.”
“Triple…I’ve never even seen triple.”
“You will in the morning, and you will need the full strength of every bean, we both will.”
“I can’t wait to see his face when he sees the surprise we got him.”
“He gets that one last,” Gage declared, knowing that once they gave it to him, he wouldn’t be interested in anything else, at least not for quite some time. Long enough for them to get brunch prepped anyway.
“Agreed.”
“If he gets up first, I’m gonna need you to distract him,” Gage explained. “There’s something I need to slip into before he gets near that tree.”
“I’m sure I can think of some way to keep him busy.”
“I bet. I refilled the supplies in both drawers and added a few of his favorite toys too.”
“You don’t leave anything to chance, do you?”
“Not when it means I can get to the fun parts of my day sooner rather than later,” Gage said, gently caressing Cooper’s arm. “Contrary to my previous statement about triple strength coffee, a good, strong mug of java isn’t the best part of waking up.”
Their chuckles mingled in the darkness, Cooper’s breathing finally beginning to grow heavy while Zachy remained dead to the world. Each time he closed his eyes; he pictured the whirlwind of excited activity that awaited them in the morning and his eyes popped open again and dialed in on the clock. Those red letters had only changed a few numbers since the previous time, making Gage feel like a little kid again, so anxious to see what he’d gotten from Santa Claus that he’d barely get any sleep.
Opening presents had almost always been followed by napping among them, but Zachy was sleeping like a hibernating bear, and would no doubt wake with the energy of one too. Closing his eyes, Gage vowed to keep them like that this time, only to pop them open again twelve minutes later.
It was gonna be a long ass night, Gage thought as he closed them again, hoping for a bit of rest. A long, long night, he grumbled, seven minutes later, when he couldn’t help but give in to the temptation to see how much time had passed. Was a good thing no one else was there to see how eager he was to see his boy’s face as he opened his gifts in the morning, or how excited he was to play with them with him.
It would wreck his reputation as a badass.