“I’ll be stressed out no matter what I do. Seeing this presentation will be inspiring.”
“That’s the spirit!” Coop broke out a smile. “We’re going to Philadelphia.”
They resumed kissing, and it wasn’t until their shirts were off and Matty was running his fingers along his defined pecs that Coop remembered they were in his room and Rafe could walk in any second.
“Hold on.” Coop grabbed a sock from his drawer and placed it outside on the doorknob. “That’ll let Rafe know not to come in.”
“Won’t that let everyone else in your dorm know that we’re hooking up, though? It’s modern times, Coop. Just text him.”
“Good call!” Coop shot Rafe a quick text warning, tossed his phone on his nightstand, and stripped off his shorts. He got on his bed and beckoned over Matty.
“Uh uh,” Coop said. “No pants allowed.”
Matty complied. He joined Coop on his bed wearing only boxers. They commenced making out, with lots of tongue, relishing the skin-to-skin contact. Coop’s hands were magnets to his hot skin.
Coop slid Matty’s boxers to his ankles, and Matty did the same. Their warm cocks rested side by side as they kissed. Coop pulled away and turned himself around to get Matty’s dick in his face.
Matty let out a cry as his cock disappeared into Coop’s mouth. Coop took him to the base and didn’t gag this time.Practice makes perfect.The earth split open with a violent earthquake when he felt a mouth enclose around his own cock.
The sucking and getting sucked was overload for Coop. His whole body was lit up like a firework. The harder he sucked Matty’s cock, the harder his own got sucked. Coop slapped his ass with enough force to leave a mark.
“Yes!” Matty whispered out. He took Coop’s balls in his mouth. From head to toe, every nerve in his body fizzled with ecstasy. Coop tasted the bitterness starting to fill his mouth, and it sent him to another planet. He pumped in and out of Matty’s tight lips.
Matty cupped his ass and tapped at his hole. Once, then again. Coop loved feeling those experimental hands on his body. Coop slapped Matty’s warm cock against his tongue.
Coop could also experiment. He had them stop for a second and stand up. He shook out his muscles in a quick warm up.
“What’s going on?” Matty asked.
“Trust me.”
Coop grabbed Matty at the hips and flipped him upside-down into a standing sixty-nine. He held him in place and lowered Matty’s cock into his mouth like he was doing a kind of tricep press. Matty gripped his tree trunk thighs and went to town on Coop’s cock.
Go us.
Coop could deep throat Matty with ease and lick his balls. They were a lean, mean sixty-ninin’ machine. His muscles began to tire and shake, but they wouldn’t have to wait long for a reprieve.
Coop couldn’t contain this wildfire roaring throughout his body.
“Fuck. I think I’m gonna come.” There was no thinking about it. Coop exploded in manic spurts and had no idea where it went.
Matty quivered in his strong hands and came in his determined mouth. Coop swallowed his load. No tissue needed this time.
Coop went dizzy for a second. But when he noticed his boyfriend’s chin and cheeks soaked in him, he instinctively grabbed his T-shirt to clean him off.
They lay on his bed facing the ceiling, heads together, looking up as if there were a sky full of stars. Just like their epic night together. Coop wanted to hold onto this moment forever.
“Wow. You’re very strong. Those arms are definitely not for show.” Matty was still catching his breath.
They lay like that for what seemed like multiple eternities. Coop’s heart had never felt so full.
Chapter 24
Matty
Matty wokeup extra early Saturday morning to get some hours in at the lab before he left for Philadelphia. He was excited to see the expo, and spend time with Coop, but his computer program would be a constant in his mind’s background.
After the lab, Matty returned to his room to pack. He jammed his robotics textbook and notebook into his backpack, squishing the clothes and toothbrush underneath. He would find pockets of time this weekend where he could get in a little studying or a little brainstorming on the programming for the competition.
