Chapter twelve Nix
Chapter twelve
Nix
August
Timberline Lodge, Oregon
I hadn’t spoken to Cole in a few days, and it was past time to catch up. When he answered my call, his handsome face appeared on screen. “Hey, good looking!”
“Back at you. What’s going on?” Even on a video my heart raced overtime looking at him.
“Just finished practice. Zeke is no joke.”
“He’s being hard on you? Poor baby.”
Cole rolled his pretty eyes. “Yeah, but I’m ready. I think. It’s a bit different racing against a 250 bike, but it’s helped. We really push each other. No lie. And I feel good.” He lifted his arm and made a fist.
“Glad to hear it.”
“So where are you?”
“Ugh.” I leaned back in my chair, but then I left the camera range, so I moved closer. “Oregon. Timberline Lodge. It’s fucking freezing here.”
Cole laughed, and it sounded like heaven. “What the hell are you doing there? Skiing?”
“Filming snow boarders. It’s actually the only place in the US with snow right now.”
Cole looked down and pursed his lips together.
“What?” I asked, needing to know what he was thinking.
“Not going to lie. I wish you were here. I wouldn’t mind you filming twenty-four-seven if it meant having you with me.”
“Me too. And I will be soon enough. You’re going to be in Washington this weekend, right?”
“Yeah. First moto they could get me in. And the season is almost over.”
“You’re going to kill it, and I’ll be there.”
Cole perked up. “You will?”
“Hell yeah.”
“I have to kill it. This deal with Gavin is too good to pass up. If I don’t get on with him, I may be out a season. I wasn’t kidding about not being able to sponsor myself. I mean, I could. For like two races. Maybe. But it would eat up all my savings, and I’d kind of like to buy a house.”
“A house? Where?”
“Atlanta? I mean, you live there, and it’s not far from Marietta. Same piece of the world, right?”
“Right.”
We stared at each other on the screen for a minute.
I couldn’t believe what he was saying. It was logical, but unreal at the same time.
And I didn’t want to get a head of myself, either.
He hadn’t asked me to move in or anything.
“Next time we’re in town, you’ll have to come by my place. Then I’ll help you look for a house.”
“Deal. As long as I get to suck your cock, too.”
“W-what? Did you just say that?”
“Yeah. I’ve been wanting that for a long time. I can’t get enough of you, Nix.”
“Show me how much you want it.”
The camera moved, and I could see Cole’s hand down the front of his sweatpants. He pulled the elastic down and freed his hard cock. He took a stroke. “This much.”
“Oh. Fuck me.”
“I want to. And I want you to fuck me. Hell, Nix. I want everything.”
“How about a real date?”
“What?” His face appeared in the camera again.
“When we’re in town together. Let’s plan on a real date. I’ll take you out.”
“Depending on how long you can stay in Washington, we could do it then. I have two weekends in a row, so it’s stupid to go home in between.”
“Given that you do well enough for Gavin to keep you on.”
“Well, he’ll watch me through at least these two motos before making that decision. So, I’m in Washington for now. But let’s talk more about my cock.” Cole changed the camera angle again, showing me the cock in question.
“So pretty.”
“Yeah? What would you do with it if you were here, Nix?”
“I’d lick that bead of pre-come right off the tip, then slide my lips over your crown.”
“I want to see your cock, too.”
“Demanding, aren’t you?”
“I am.”
I repositioned so he could see my lap. I dropped my pants while I was up, then grabbed the lube bottle and sat down. I squirted a few drops in my hand and stroked my cock. Letting Cole watch every bit of it.
He moaned and tugged on his dick. “More.”
“More what?”
“More of you. This. I want it all.”
He made my heart throb as intensely as my cock. “I want you, too.”
“Tell me more.”
I chuckled. My little virgin loved it when I talked dirty. “Gonna suck you so hard. Slobber down your shaft. Grab your balls, Cole. When I see you again, I’m going to lick them and suck them until you lose your mind.”
“Losing it now.” He grunted and came, squirting onto the laptop and the lens of the camera. Seeing that made me come, too. Then we both laughed while we cleaned up.
“Seriously, Cole, did you mean that?”
“Mean what? That I want more of you? Hell yeah.”
“I don’t know how we’re ever going to make this work.”
“What do you mean? We’re making it work now.”
“But we’re both on the road so much.”
“We’ll need to get creative with our schedules, but you have more freedom, so coming out to see me in Washington, things like that will help, and when we have down time, we’ll be in Atlanta.”
I didn’t say anything. He was making it sound a lot easier than it was really going to be, but I didn’t want to burst that bubble.
He sighed. “Look, Nix. I really like you. More than anyone. And I appreciate you being practical about everything…”
“But what?”
“But nothing.” He shook his head. “I want you to enjoy it. Us. That’s all. We only have one life. Let’s live it how we want.”
“Since when did you get so philosophical?”
Cole laughed. “I’m not. Not really.” An alarm on his phone went off, and he silenced it. “I gotta run. More training. Ugh. Zeke is a dungeon master! See you in Washington?”
“Of course.”
My screen went blank, leaving me a little numb. And lonely.