Nico couldn’t look away and neither could Cooper.
They waged a war with their eyes while Cooper pounded out every sound imaginable from Nico. Every thrust changed Nico’s brain chemistry. When he first considered the thought he might also be into guys, he never imagined it’d be like this.
He never imagined he’d be the one catching. Always figured if it ever happened that he’d be the one hitting it. But this… oh god.
Nico was a changed man.
Nico lowered his knees and found a way to wrap his feet around the retired quarterback's back. And somehow, Cooper’s dick felt even better in this position like it was hitting new spots. Spots Nico hadn’t even considered existed before.
They were in the red zone and about to score, but this touchdown felt so much fucking different than any touchdown he’d had in his life. An explosion of euphoria threatened to tear him apart from the inside.
Nico reached for his own cock and stroked it in a frenzy as he raced towards orgasm. His slick, swollen cock screamed for release and the harder he stroked, the harder—and deeper—Cooper fucked him.
“Fuckkkkk,” Nico moaned. “I’m going to…”
The first shot of cum painted Nico’s lips, and then the headboard behind him.
Cooper’s face stretched between a mischievous grin and euphoria as his lips trembled, but he continued to fuck Nico like the aftershocks after an earthquake.
Cooper pulled out, and quickly flipped Nico onto his belly, his cum-slicked cock pooling on the sheets beneath him.
Nico stretched out and clawed his hands into the pillows above his head.
Cooper wasted no time thrusting back into Nico. Taking him as he wanted to be taken. Using him as he wanted to be used. And Nico briefly thought about what his hole would look like when this was over. Pulverized is the adjective that came to mind, but he shook that thought away when Cooper dropped his head beside his, breathing out ragged grunts as he slammed into him one last time and stayed there.
A minute passed.
Maybe two.
Nico lost track of time as his coach laid atop him, their sweaty bodies sticking together.
Nico dreaded the moment when Cooper would pull out again because he had a sneaking suspicion this was a one and done.
The first thought that crossed Nico’s mind when he came down from a euphoric high was that he was unfortunately going to have to throw his three favorite toys in the trash.None of them came close. None of them compared to the real thing.
The second thought that crossed his mind was that he was going to have to be even more of a brat to Cooper in the future. There was no way he could let his coach look at him this way. He needed to wrestle control back from the other man, but that was a problem for another day.
The third thought that crossed his mind was that he couldn’t find one fucking sock, so as he got dressed, he slipped his bare foot into a dress shoe.
The two of them sat on opposite sides of the bed, both getting dressed. Nico fully, but Cooper seemed content to merely put back on his black boxer briefs which he did so in a quiet frenzy. When Cooper wasdressed,he stood up and stepped to the window and peeked between the curtains.
Nico buttoned up his shirt as he watched Cooper against the window. There was something different about the man, something softer. Less closed-off and almost like a real person.
“How much do I owe you?” Nico asked. “Is a thousand dollars enough? I know how valuable your time is.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Cooper questioned, the joking nature of the inquisition clearly going over his head.
“It’s just a joke.” Nico scrolled through missed notifications on his phone. Messages from his sister and DMs from random women. “You’re being quiet.”
Cooper cocked his head over his shoulder with a solemn look, but said nothing.
Nico wondered if the look on Cooper’s face was a remnant of guilt. It couldn’t be easy cheating on hisgirlfriend, especially with another dude. Nico didn’t like to think about that, though. Didn’t like being theother woman. Still, as hungry as Nico was for whatever the fuck that was, Cooper seemed even hungrier.
He couldn’t shake the thought, and so he asked it, “Do you like girls?”
Cooper stared at him, eyes narrowing. There was no way in hell he was going to be pestered with questions right now, especially not ridiculous ones.
Nico waved at him. “Forget I asked.”
