Cooper breathed a trail of hot air over the side of Nico’s throat and then landed with his lips pressed against his ear. “You’re mine.”
“I’m yours,” Nico whispered into the air.
“Everyone on this dance floor will know you’re mine.” Cooper nibbled at Nico’s earlobe. “I’m going to fuck you in front of everyone here.”
Nico cocked his head to the side, catching Cooper’s gaze. He reached around and located the zipper attached to the back of his leather pants. He pulled it down and felt thehot club air pass over the flesh of his ass. “Then what are you waiting for?”
Cooper stared a little too long, almost long enough for Nico to feign laughter. Enough time for Nico to change his mind. Cooper let go of Nico and dug into his pocket, grabbed a packet of lube, and ripped it open with his teeth.
Nico stole the packet from the other man and squeezed it into his palm. He reached back to find Cooper had already freed his cock from his pants, and so he slicked the other man’s hardness. Gave it a few strokes, and lined it up against his opening.
Cooper batted away Nico’s hand, grabbed him by the throat, and held him still as he pushed his way into his hole. The exhale of hot breath was hot on Nico’s flesh, almost as hot as Cooper’s cock that sank into him.
One song melted into the next as Cooper reached the hilt and stilled himself there. As Nico waited for Cooper to move, he popped the button of his pants and unzipped. He reached inside and pulled out his half-hard cock and stroked it with his slick hand.
But Cooper remained still as he trailed his tongue under Nico’s chin, painting a trail to Nico’s mouth. He bit Nico’s lower lip softly, and then pressed his lips against his. Nico moaned into Cooper’s mouth, wanting to melt into him. Wanting the other man to fucking move. And so, Nico danced. Bucking his hips to the beat of the music. Riding Cooper’s cock and nobody around them knew they were watching the two best quarterbacks in the league fuck.
The thrill was what Nico hoped it would be.
The chance of being caught turned him into a feral bottom.
The stifled moans thrown from his throat were drowned out by the thunderous music. Whenever he’d open his eyes, he’d notice someone new was watching. The crowd in the immediate vicinity was half lost in their own pleasure and half lost in watching Nico pleasure himself on Cooper’s fuck-stick.
Nico’s balls pulled tight, the entirety of his body shaking. So fucking close, but he made a silent promise that he’d start the new year off right. So, he mustered all the strength in his body to stop from exploding.
Cooper tried to finagle Nico. He tried to wrestle back control—gripping at Nico’s thighs—but Nico was a man possessed on the edge of breaking. Nico soon realized he wasn’t the only one desperately trying to hold back release.
Cooper’s fingers dug deeper into Nico’s handles, clawing through orgasm as he came deep inside Nico. Knowing his insides were flooded with Cooper’s seed twisted Nico into an impossible situation. He stopped stroking his cock, his chest heaving as he squeezed his pelvis. But Cooper was no help; he grabbed Nico’s throbbing cock and began to pump furiously.
Nico gripped Cooper’s wrist, trying to slow his strokes to no avail. At that moment, Cooper was the stronger of the two. Cooper continued to thrust, his cum-slicked cock jutting in and out of Nico’s stretched hole.
The final countdown flashed on the screens overhead.
10…
Just a few more seconds, Nicothought.
9…
Nico’s sweaty chest heaved, his abs flexing with every sharp breath.
8…
Cooper’s cock stabbed against Nico’s spot.
7…
“Come for me…” Cooper whispered in Nico’s ear.
6…
“Fucckkk,” Nico moaned, his body trembling.
5…
Nico’s eyes flashed open to find a man standing right in front of him. Not touching. Just watching. His eyes locked with Nico’s. Something about being watched like this broke something in Nico.
4…
