“I know.” Cooper laughed quietly. “I’m only with you. I only want to be with you. That’s why I’m telling you that I want this. I don’t want it with someone else, Adam. Sir. I want it with you. I wantyou.”
“I want you, too. Cooper, I…”
“Sir.” Cooper cut him off, and Adam bit his lips between his teeth to stop the words. He’d blurted them on accident Sunday. He wouldn’t make the same mistake again.
“Yes?”
“I want you to make me hard enough to make you come. However you do it is up to you, but I want it soon. I don’t want to only have you on the weekends. We’re all in on this, right?”
“Right.”
“Okay,” Cooper said, like that was enough, like the agreement had been reached.
Adam knew the rest was up to him, so he did what he did best. “Come over tonight after work, Cooper. I’ll give you what we both need.”
Chapter14
Cooper
The phone call had been as much for Adam as it had been for Cooper. Their weekend had been out of this world hot, and instead of feeling spent and sated, Cooper felt like he’d been edged beyond his physical control. He wanted to be with Adam again, and he needed Adam to do what he did best. Anything else—everything else—was irrelevant. Any doubts or concerns about the future of their relationship, the sustainability of their dynamic, even the order from one of his book suppliers that hadn’t arrived on schedule…it could all be put aside. Itwouldbe put aside.
He showed up at Adam’s after work, a little flustered and a little hard, and Adam greeted him at the door half dressed. Cooper barely had time to toe off his sneakers before Adam had him collared around his throat and slammed against the front door. His breath left his lungs in awhooshand Adam crashed their mouths together, sealing their lips tight and making it hard for him to breathe.
The kiss was fierce and ferocious. It was hungry and desperate. It was everything Cooper wanted it to be. He curled his fingers around Adam’s waist, hauling him closer. Adam was hard, his cock pressing insistently against Cooper’s hip. Cooper groaned into Adam’s mouth, reaching for his erection. But as his fingers grazed the cloth-covered tip, Adam’s hand around his throat tightened, and he stepped out of Cooper’s reach.
“No,” Adam said. The single word a complete sentence that brokered no argument.
Cooper’s arms fell to his sides and he focused on his body. The way his shoulder blades felt against the door, the way Adam’s fingers wrapped his throat, the way Adam’s tongue tried to scoop Cooper’s breath out of his mouth.
“Go into the bedroom and take off your clothes,” Adam whispered against his lips. “There’s something on the bed for you. Put it on and then come back.”
Adam released his throat and Cooper’s head rushed as blood flooded upward. He breathed deep and answered with a nod. Adam let him go and Cooper all but ran to the bedroom, pulling his shirt over his head in the hallway and tugging his pants half down his thighs. He kicked free of them just over the threshold, tripping over himself when he saw the only thing on the bed was a bright red ball gag with leather straps.
“Shit,” he muttered, snatching it off the sheets and fitting the ball into his mouth. His cock jerked against his stomach, hard and angry. He worried he’d gotten in over his head, that he’d asked too much. That he was going to push them both too far. But Adam thrived like this, and Cooper loved taking the pain and even sometimes the humiliation that came with submission.
Not that it was humiliating to submit, but sometimes in his head it felt different. It made him feel smaller, but when that feeling existed with Adam, it only made him harder. His feelings around kink in his life were an ever-evolving thing. Like the call he and Adam had earlier in the day…
Piss had always been a soft limit, but something about the idea of Adam doing that to him, of branding him, or marking him… He knew he already bore Adam’s marks, but piss was different. It was unacceptable, it was dirty, and that made it so fucking hot. Now that they’d talked and played, now that they’d agreed to be all in, he wanted that literally and figuratively. Cooper didn’t know if that was what the night would bring, but if he was asking Adam to be all in, he needed to be the same.
“Are you coming?” Adam hollered from the other end of the house.
Cooper latched the straps of the gag behind his head, saliva already pooling in his mouth. He tried for one last swallow before flicking off the lights and finding Adam in the kitchen. He waited quietly for Adam to turn to him, only to be rewarded with a sharp smile that bordered on a sneer. Maybe Adam was a bit of a sadist after all. Even though he didn’t always hit Cooper as hard as he wanted, he knew all the ways to make him hurt the way he needed.
“Tonight is going to be hard for you, but not in the way you expected when you called,” Adam told him, and Cooper waited, drool leaking out of the corner of his mouth down his chin. “There’s a blanket in the back yard with a bottle of lube and a dildo. I’m sure you can figure out what to do.”
Cooper’s eyes widened. Adam’s yard wasn’t private. He had a privacy fence on one side, but on the other, the wooden planks were barely three feet tall. He had a gate between his yard and Grant’s. They moved easily between houses, and Adam was asking him to go spear himself apart with a sex toy for anyone to see. He didn’t think that Adam would have told Grant about it. Not like the intent was for Grant to play voyeur, but there was the chance, the possibility. Cooper hesitated, and Adam smirked.
“It’s positioned out of sight, Cooper,” Adam promised. “But sound travels.”
He needed to take Adam at his word, so he answered with a nod and slipped into the back yard as quietly as he could. The blanket was spread near the base of Adam's massive magnolia tree. Cooper glanced toward Grant’s house and found the lights were all off, which settled him somewhat. He lowered himself onto the blanket and got comfortable on his back. Cooper was surprised how hard his cock was, considering the frenetic way his heart slammed around his chest.
Cooper bent his legs at the knee and flattened his feet on the blanket. It was a warm night, not humid with a gentle breeze. He could smell the magnolia blossoms if the wind carried them down at the right angle. It was quiet and relaxing, and he slicked up the black rubber cock with steady and consistent strokes, letting the easiness of the whole thing settle him into the right mindset. He shifted, pressing the blunt head of the toy against his hole and easing it in.
Adam hadn’t come outside yet, but Cooper had expected that. He bore down, the toy sliding deeper into his channel with little resistance. The stretch in his asshole, paired with the stretch of his jaw, had him feeling dirty. He tried to quiet the moan that left his mouth, but failed. The movement of his throat caused him to sputter and choke on his unswallowed saliva, and Cooper turned to the side, letting it fall free of his mouth while he began to fuck himself open with the dildo.
“All the way,” Adam said to him softly from the back deck. “Then let go.”
The dildo wasn’t massive, but it was bigger than any cock he’d taken before. The tightness as it filled him and stretched him had gooseflesh breaking out across his chest. Cooper inserted the cock fully into his ass until the silicone balls nestled against his crack.
