Chapter Twelve – Coop
Waking up next to Rick, his soldier boy, was probably the only thing in the world Coop liked more than winning a race.
He watched Rick sleep, drooling a little on the pillow.
Coop traced a line around his face, from above his brows, down his cheek, and over to his perfect mouth.
How had he managed to become so entangled in this man’s life?
And how had he almost managed to fuck it all up at the restaurant the night before?
Being an idiot, that’s how. It was hard not to feel insecure next to this educated, professional, and sexy as hell man.
He’d been all over the place with his emotions.
When Rick hadn’t answered his texts, Coop figured he’d wised up and dumped him.
How wrong he had been. He was so excited to see Rick at that restaurant, he ran over and jumped him, but before they’d even ordered food, he was back to fucking things up with his uncertainties.
It was easy to be comfortable on his bike.
Not so easy when he didn’t know where he stood with Rick.
But he wanted to be the center of Rick’s world—just as Rick was the center of his.
And hell, Rick had an incredible future.
Wait. Didn’t he say jumping out of a Black Hawk?
Coop had seen that movie. That was dangerous. More dangerous than racing dirt bikes.
Rick made a cute sleepy noise and rolled over, then back again. One eye opened, and he smiled. “Hi.”
But Coop was still thinking about Rick jumping out of helicopters. “You kind of smoothed that over last night, huh?”
“Smoothed what? Huh?” Rick sat up.
“Helicopters. Combat. Jumping…” Coop glared at Rick. “That is way more dangerous than dirt bike racing. You know that, right?”
“No. I’m highly trained. Or will be when the time comes.”
“So am I.”
“Hmph.” Rick rolled over and buried his face in the pillow.
“Rick? I like you a lot. I want to make a go of this. But that shit is scary, dude. It’s bad enough that you want to jump out of perfectly good airplanes—aircraft. But jumping out of a Black Hawk?”
“I’m in danger no matter what, Coop. You realize that, don’t you? I’m in the military.” He faced Coop again. “But, okay, the adrenaline rush you feel on the track? I feel it in the air.”
“So we agree to disagree?”
“No.” Rick grabbed Coop and pulled him into his arms. “We trust that we both know what we’re doing in our chosen field. And we talk about our fears, but don’t let it come between us.”
Coop’s face was scrunched against Rick’s hard chest with Rick’s warm arms wrapped tightly around him, giving him the warm cozies. This was the best. “I don’t want to let you go.”
“Me too, Hot Wheels. Me too.”
“Good. Because I really want to feel you inside me right now, Rick.” He wanted to be as close as possible to this man, so close that they could share a body, before they had to part ways and return to their regular lives. He wanted something to remember Rick. “I need to be feeling you for days.”
“I, uh…you mean top you?”
“Yeah.” Coop kissed Rick’s chest. “You top? I don’t think we ever talked about that. I’m kinda verse, but right now…I need more.”
“I can top, yeah.” He didn’t sound confident.
Coop sat up and looked down at Rick’s worried face. “Have you ever done that? It’s okay if you haven’t.”
“No, I have. It’s been a while and…”
“And what?”
“Only once. I don’t have a lot of experience.”
“I’m happy to give you plenty of experience, Soldier Boy.
” Coop winked and then leaned in to kiss him.
Fuck morning breath. He had to taste his man.
The kiss turned wet and sloppy with Rick’s hands sliding up and down Coop’s back, and then to his bare ass.
He squeezed, sending flurries of joy throughout Coop’s body.
“Fuck, I’m so hard right now.” Coop pressed his cock against Rick’s thigh.
“Me too.”
“Really? Let me see.” He leaned back to look at Rick.
He was so fit and gorgeous, and his hard cock was thick and the perfect length.
It would really satisfy him. He stroked Rick’s cock from base to tip and back.
“Truth is, I don’t bottom a lot, and it’s been a while since I’ve been with anyone. But I want this. With you.”
“Okay.”
“Also, uh…I brought stuff. You know. Condoms and lube.”
“Okay.”
“Yeah?”
Rick nodded and swallowed hard. Coop watched that Adam’s apple bob. “Yeah.”
“I’ll get it.” Reluctantly, Coop got out of bed and found his duffel. He’d tucked the supplies in the inside pocket, so it only took him a second to find, and he was back in bed. “I like being naked with you.”
“I do too.”
Coop smirked. “I like everything with you, but I can’t wait to feel this big. Hard. Cock. Inside me.” He licked over Rick’s head and sucked it in his mouth, making Rick moan.
“God, fuck, Coop. I want that.”
Coop laughed maniacally and dropped the lube on Rick’s chest. “Show me.” He dropped the strip of condoms beside Rick’s head and got on his hands and knees. “Come on, Soldier Boy. Get me ready.”
Rick grunted, then scrambled up. “I don’t think I could possibly get any harder without my dick exploding.”
“Wait until you’re inside me for that, huh.”
He rubbed Coop’s ass, and Coop lowered his head, hugging a pillow beneath him. Ass still up. He heard the snick of the lube opening, and Rick squirting it. Coop shivered as Rick spread his cheeks and blew a warm breath over his hole, then fingered around the rim.
“Having fun back there?”
“I sure am. Don’t rush me.”
“Wouldn’t dream of it, Soldier Boy.”
“Good.” Finally, Rick slid a finger inside. He wiggled it around, pulled it back, and slid it in, moved it in circles until…
“Aahh!” Coop jumped when Rick hit his magic spot. “Right there, oh God.”
It was Rick’s turn to chuckle like a maniac. But before he pressed on Coop’s prostate again, he added that second finger. The burn was real, but nothing Coop couldn’t take, and in another minute, Rick was spreading his fingers, stretching him more, and he’d need it in order to take his cock.
Rick squirted more lube on his fingers and pressed in. It felt like his whole fist, but that couldn’t be right. Coop made a noise, deep in his throat, and Rick immediately leaned over him. “You okay?”
“Yes. More. Hurry up.”
“Uh-uh, Hot Wheels. I’m taking my time. Fuck.” He pressed that spot again, and Coop nearly jumped off the bed. “Hold still, babe. Your ass is so hot.” He planted an open-mouth kiss on one of Coop’s cheeks.
“Glad you’re having fun with it.”
“Just getting started.” Rick moved his hand in and out, fucking him with it, and making Coop moan. “I love the sounds you make.”
The whole world around Coop disappeared as his focus narrowed to what Rick was doing. The pleasure built in his abdomen and groin until he was bucking back against Rick’s hand. “Gaaah…fuck me, Rick. I don’t want to blow until you’re in me for real.”
“Okay, Wheels. I’ve got you.”
When he pulled his hand out—or maybe it was only most of his fingers—Coop felt empty and cold. “Hurry.”
“Don’t rush me.” Rick grabbed a shirt off the floor and wiped his hands before picking up the condoms. “This will take just a second…”
Coop pumped his hips, but they were in the air with no friction, and he was losing his patience. “Rick…”
Rick smacked his butt cheek but apparently had opened the condom and put it on because he knelt behind Coop with the tip of his dick touching his hole.
“Maybe more lube first?”
“Mm…yes. Sorry.” Rick opened the lube again and a squirting sound echoed through the room, making Coop chuckle. “Yeah…funny. Are you twelve?”
“Nope. Grown ass man. Right here waiting for you to fill him up.”
The joking stopped as the bulbous head of Rick’s cock slowly pushed through Coop’s rim, followed by an iron bar.
“Oh…Rick…I—” Coop almost said the scariest three words in the English language.
I love you. He sucked it back in, though.
It was too soon and should never be uttered when being filled so fully by a huge cock.
“Rick. I need.” That was better. But then he couldn’t think anymore as Rick kept pushing in, making all of Coop’s brain cells combust. “So good.”
Rick lay his body over Coop. “I want to feel you.” He kissed the back of Coop’s neck. He was completely inside. “Are you ready, Wheels?”
“Yes…”
Rick pulled out…so, so, so, slowly. And back in the same way.
Rick was Coop’s entire world for that moment, and he never wanted it to end.
He felt Rick inside him so far…all the way to his heart and soul.
And he never wanted to let go. He pushed up on his arms and looked over his shoulder.
Rick’s face expressed exactly how good it felt with his eyes closed and jaw straining. “Rick. I want to kiss you.”
Rick pumped his hips a little faster as he opened his eyes. He leaned forward to kiss Coop, but they couldn’t quite get it right and fell over. Rick managed to stay inside, but Coop could feel their laughter all the way through his gut. “Stop. Stop.” Coop gasped for air.
“Let’s do this.” Then Rick did pull out, and Coop hated the emptiness he was left with, but before he could complain, Rick flipped Coop to his back and shoved his knees toward his chest. Then he pressed that hard cock right back into place. “Better?”
“Let’s see.” Coop leaned up and grabbed Rick by the neck, pulling him in for the kiss he so desperately wanted. Rick pumped his hips and fucked his tongue into Coop’s mouth simultaneously if not perfectly, but it was incredible. Exactly what he needed.
Rick shifted and fucked faster. Coop broke the kiss, fell back to the bed, and lifted his hips to take more of his lover in.
The change created a good angle, and Rick slammed his prostate over and over.
Their bodies slapped together. Coop’s moaning and Rick’s breathing were like music.
A song Coop didn’t think he’d ever get tired of playing.
Coop needed to come. He grabbed his dick and jacked it fast.