“You’re nervous,” Nico whispered.
Cooper swung his gaze over his shoulder. “I’m really not.”
“I can see it in your eyes.”
“Oh,” Cooper nodded. “So, you’re an oracle now?”
Nico laughed as he reached for the lube on the nightstand. He poured a dollop into his hand, slicked his cock, and pressed against Cooper’s opening.
Cooper raised himself to his elbows and grunted.
But Nico inched inside and a beaming ray of light flashed behind his eyes. He was a changed man. He pushed deeper, breaking through the tightness.
“So much tighter than a pussy,” Nico groaned.
“Jesus Christ,” Cooper grunted.
But it’s like Nico’s mind was elsewhere. His arm trembled as he sunk deeper into the other man.
Cooper ripped his body forward, pulling away from Nico’s cock. He landed on his stomach and twisted his head over his shoulder. “You can’t just ram it in.”
“That’s whatyoudo.”
“That’s what you told me to do, Mr. Fingers-Hurt-Me.” Cooper rolled onto his side, ripped the bottle of lube off the nightstand, and turned back to Nico. “Me? I need little things before the big things. I need a finger and then two.” He squeezed a few drops onto Nico’s fingers. “Do you understand the words coming out of my mouth?”
“Yes,” Nico said, mimicking Cooper, “I see the words coming out of your nervous mouth.”
If looks could kill, the maid would find Nico’s body in the bed in the morning.
Cooper relented with a heavy sigh and rolled onto his side, his ass facing Nico. “Now, let's try this again.”
Nico knew better than to say anything more, because what he wanted to say… What he wanted to do. Best left unsaid if he had any hopes of nailing Cooper to the bed like he’d been dreaming all day. Once the bet was set over text message, Nico promised he’d play his best ever game of football. And that he did, completing two passing touchdowns and two rushing. He had a lot pent up that he needed to unpent.
He scooted towards Cooper, his raging boner throbbing against the other man’s asscheek. He rubbed a finger over Cooper’s hole and reveled in the way Cooper responded, dropping his face into a pillow. And when Nico pressed inside—gently, as to not hurt his precious top—his cock flushed with excitement at the muffled sounds Cooper groaned into the pillow.
When Nico buried himself to the knuckle, he stayed there for a moment. While he’d never fingered an ass that wasn’t his own, he’d fingered women before. That was slightly different. And the last thing he wanted to be thinking about right now was women. Not when he had the second best ass in the league beside him. He slowly withdrew his finger and added another.
In and out, in and out. Every movement of his fingers loosened Cooper a little more, until Cooper reached back and grabbed Nico by the wrist. Cooper looked at Nico with squinted eyes and nodded.
Showtime.
Nico slicked his cock once more with a fresh squeeze of lube and shuffled his body behind Cooper’s. Hegrabbed Cooper by the chest with one hand and held him still, while he lined up his cock against Cooper’s hole with the other.
Cooper breathed out slowly as Nico pushed inside. Gently. Slowly.
Nico gritted his teeth as the inches went far too slow. He wanted nothing more than to get to the fun part, but knew the untouchable Cooper Callahan would beat his ass if he went any faster. It was fucking torture.
Cooper raised his hand to meet Nico’s, and tangled his fingers with his.
And when Nico buried himself completely, he stayed there. Didn’t move. Didn’t even want to move. He wanted to stay just like that, filling Cooper completely. It was Cooper who moved first, bucking his hips forward, and then back. A slow dance of taking a little and then giving it all back.
Nico tangled a hand around the red jockstrap and pulled tight. It was better than digging into the skin of Cooper’s pale ass.
Cooper drove himself faster—harder—on Nico’s cock.
Even though Nico’s dick was in Cooper’s ass, Cooper was still in control. Nico didn’t mind, not really. Nico’s gaze wondered down to Cooper’s ass, andfucking hell… The sight of his cock thrusting in and out of Cooper… Nico’s breathing hitched and his heart raced.
He wasn’t going to last.
