“Do you have…the stuff?”
Coop’s shoulders slumped. He didn’t think about bringing condoms. He was just hoping to get Matty to come on the trip. He didn’t think about Matty coming in another way.
“Greg and Ethan,” Matty said. “They probably do.”
“Is that weird?”
“It’s not like they’re reusing condoms. We can buy them a coffee tomorrow morning.”
“But we won’t say why.”
They got off the couch and walked to Greg’s room, their boners leading the way. Coop felt some guilt when he pulled open the top drawer of Greg’s nightstand. But he figured Greg wouldn’t notice one condom and a few squirts of his lube missing.
Coop picked up the supplies and kicked the drawer shut. When he turned around, though, Matty stopped him from moving. He was on his knees, unzipping Coop’s jeans and shoving them to the floor. He didn’t know what came over his boyfriend, but he wasn’t going to object. He stood stark naked in a stranger’s room, his cock pointed straight at Matty, like it was spin the bottle. He sensed trepidation in Matty, but then he began blowing him, and the thought disappeared.
He had to hold onto the nightstand to regain his balance. His legs shook from the rocking feeling coming from his groin. His cock disappeared into Matty’s mouth. Coop’s hips jutted out, letting Matty have all of him. Matty was lighting up every switchboard inside him.
“We’re going to have to buy Greg new sheets if you continue this because I’m this close to throwing you on the bed.” Coop signaled for Matty to get up. Coop slapped his ass. “Let’s go.”
When they returned to the living room, Coop laid his and Matty’s undershirts on the couch, to maintain a clean workspace as much as possible. He saw how pissed Ethan got about sitting where sex had been had a year ago. He did not want to incur his wrath.
“So, how should we do this?” Matty asked.
Coop scratched his head. He was just as in the dark. But he got to be in the dark with Matty, so he felt no shame over his virginity.
“Why don’t you lay back?”
Matty did as suggested. He rested his head on the arm of the couch. Coop raised his boyfriend’s legs. His eyes soaked up the sight of the tight ass just waiting for him. He nearly came in his hand as he rolled on the condom. He squirted some lube on his cock and slicked himself up.
“Wait,” Matty said. “I think you should put some on me.”
“Right. Sorry.”
“I love how awkward you’re being.”
Coop took that as a badge of honor. He slipped a lubed-up finger inside Matty. Tight and warm and waiting for him. Matty’s face pinched together.
“Is this okay?”
“Yeah. Yes. It’s new. Just keep doing it.”
“You sure?”
“Yes. Like Dan Savage famously said, it gets better.”
Coop let out a hearty laugh. He slid his finger back and forth. He brushed his thick, sheathed cock against Matty’s hole. Coop was practically salivating at the thought of being inside him.I am not going to last long.
Matty moaned and shook on the couch. Coop tried a second finger inside his hole, and this time, Matty’s reaction was more positive. “That feels…so good.”
“Should I keep going?”
The intense stare from his boyfriend told Coop that he better give him the main course right now.
“Okay, here I go,” Coop said, which was definitely not the thing that a popular person would say as they were about to have sex. Only String Cheeses said stuff like that.
Oh well.
Chapter 26
