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 mouthsimultaneously 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.
“Damn, you are so fucking sexy like that, Coop. Make yourself come. Yeah, do it.”
Rick’s encouragement made Coop’s balls pull up tight. He was going to explode any second. This was the point he normally closed his eyes and concentrated on the feeling instead of his partner, but not this time. He opened his eyes wider, staring at Rick. Face-to-Face. There was no better fantasy than this gorgeous man fucking the hell out of him. Nervous at first, Rick sure managed to jump right back on the bike, riding it hard—or maybe Cooper was riding him. Either way, Rick was a sexy sight. Coop looked down at where they were joined. He couldn’t see everything, but Rick’s hips pivoted, and his muscles flexed as he moved. And oh fuck… “Now!” Coop practically roared into the room as his orgasm fell over him. Rick fucked him through it, pushing more and more out of him. It was like nothing he'd ever experienced. Damn! They were so good at this.
Then Rick stopped. He grunted and pushed in a little more. Coop watched the expression on his face as he came. “Damn, Soldier Boy, you look good like that.”
“Fuu…”
“I know. Right!”
The months flew by, and the time they spent together always went incredibly fast. Too fast for Coop. He wanted every second with Rick to last forever, but eventually, he had to go back to his base, and Coop had to get back to the track. Sunday evenings came, whether he wanted them to or not. But this back and forth wouldn’t last. Rick would move to a new base soon, and Coop’s training would come to an end when the season started.
For now, Coop pushed Rick up against his car and kissed him hard, not caring if anyone saw them. Which might not have been entirely smart, but they always chose this nicer hotel, so he didn’t think he’d have too much trouble. And fuck it. He needed another kiss. Letting go became harder and harder every time.
“Mmm…Coop. Damn. I’m going to miss this.” He wrapped his arms around Coop, hugging him just right.
“Me too. So. I’ll text you when I get back to camp.” He buried his face in Rick’s neck.
“Okay. I’ll try and keep you updated better on my schedule, so you’ll know when I’m in PT or some other exercise and don’t have my phone.”
Coop blew a raspberry. “Whatever. I’ll still be impatient.”
“You will, huh?”
“Always. It’s my nature. Get used to it.”
“Look at me.” Rick moved his hands up to cup Coop’s head and pushed his face up until they were eye to eye. “I could get very used to it and everything else about you.”
