He walked out on the track and pointed out the huge ruts in the whoops section that had developed after yesterday’s rides. Tractors would come later to clean it up, but Coop took advantage of it, by having Nate practice navigating them.
Then they took a lunch break, while the tractors were on the track. Rick was so excited, he was practically jumping out of his gear, which looked so fucking sexy on him. Coop never thought he’d see Rick in riding gear, and damn… He followed Rick to dump the garbage in the bin, checking out his ass the whole way. Then he grabbed him and pulled Rick’s back into his chest. “Damn, you look good. Can’t keep my hands off you. Rawr. Don’t know how we’re going to ride.”
“Huh. You should see me in my rigging, then.”
Coop’s eyes went wide. “We need to make that happen. Soon.”
Rick turned around in Coop’s arms and winked at him. “We racing now, Hot Wheels?”
“Racing? I didn’t say anything about racing. I said ride. Don’t—”
“I got this. Let’s do it.”
Fifteen minutes later, they were on the track. Rick slung his leg over the bike like a pro, and it did something to Coop’s insides—and his dick, if he were being honest.
“Okay, we’re going to do a nice easy lap around so you can get more familiar with the track. Do not try and jump. You’ll end up breaking your neck, and we havea wedding coming.”Coop sing-songed the last part.
Rick smiled and nodded. “Got it. But I really want to race at some point. I need to go fast.” That was his adrenaline junky fiancé for sure.
“Okay. Slow first. Then we’ll race.”
They went around the track, rolling through the jumps, and Rick did very well. Craige had obviously given him more than the basic pointers. When they circled around to the start of the track, Coop motioned for Rick to cut the engine so they could talk. The braap of the bikes were like bees on steroids and hard to hear over, especially when you were on them. But it was still one of Coop’s favorite sounds in the world. Right up there next to Rick’s soft snores.
“That was super good, Soldier Boy. Let’s do one more lap a little faster, then we can race. I’ll show you how to get a good start off the gate.”
“I’m ready.” He pumped his fist in the air. Coop could tell he was getting used to the bike and very much like Coop had been all those years ago, he was raring to go faster.
After a faster lap and some starting coaching. Coop got them lined up behind two practice gates. “When it drops, you go.”
“First one around the corner gets the holeshot, right?”
“Yep. And we’re doing one lap. No jumping.”
“Okay, but next time we’re out here, you need to start teaching me how to jump.” He pointed at Coop.
“Deal. Now get ready.”
Coop intended to give Rick just enough of a challenge to give him a thrill. But when the gate dropped, Rick took off like a rocket. Coop muttered, “Shit,” and took off after him. He had to give it to Rick on the holeshot, but he quickly caught up beforethe second turn. He rounded the berm high, passing Rick, but Rick’s response was to speed up.
They rolled over the jumps and the tabletop and through the whoops side by side, then as they took the straightaway back to the start, Rick took off even faster.
After beating Coop, he slowed down, then put his foot down and killed the engine before looking over his shoulder. Coop was only a second behind. “I got you.” He laughed and pointed at Coop.
Coop stuck his fist out for a bump. “Didn’t expect you to turn it on like that.”
“You should have known better.”
Coop grunted. He should have known how hot Rick would be out here in gear, tearing it up on the track. All he could think about was tearing him out of it. But, he had to do a write up on the bikes. “I have to ride yours before we go in and actually do jumps on both of these. Let’s switch and I’ll give you some jump pointers. Come on, speed junky.”
“Hmm…speed junky now?”
“Yep. Let’s do this so we can get home.”
As they pulled up to the house, Coop was already planning on buying Rick his own gear. Maybe he would get him a butt patch that saidSoldier Boy. Sexy, sexy, sexy. Coop would have to learn how to ride with a serious hard on. Worth it.
“You did really well today, Rick. I’m surprised at how fast you picked it up.”
“Thanks.” Rick leaned in and kissed the side of Coop’s head, making his stomach jump. “It was fun and I had good coaching.”
