“Um… Okay,” I say and then watch as he pulls out a plug of some sort, a few inches long and thick at the base.
“I’ll meet you in there,” he says, and I feel my throat bob.
“Can I watch?” I ask, and Coop freezes, his eyes meeting mine, a flash of lust lighting up his gaze.
“Of course, if you want to.”
“I do,” I say, and he lets out a shaky breath, grabbing the plug and some lube.
He walks into the bathroom, setting everything on the counter before working his pants off.
“You can get in the tub,” he says as he shuts the water off. The bubbles are nearly falling over the lip of the tub, and I know that once I get in, they’ll topple over, but I do it anyways. Coop watches me as he uncaps the lube and sets his leg on the edge of the tub, moving his hand behind him. I can’t see his finger enter his hole, but I can tell when it does because his eyelids flutter shut and he lets out a shaky breath.
My hand slips to my dick as I watch him, grabbing on to the aching length as Coop works himself open.
“How does it feel?” I ask, my voice low and throaty.
“Amazing,” he tells me as his eyes meet mine. “Love my ass being stuffed full.”
That only makes my dick throb harder.
“Turn around, so I can see,” I tell him. “I want to watch.”
His eyes are nearly black as he turns and bends slightly forward. He has two fingers inside of him, and I watch as they move in and out, stroking that secret place of his. But even from this angle, I can’t see well enough. I shift up and reach out, my wet hands grasping his cheeks and spreading them.
Coop lets out a low groan and arches back onto his fingers, his hole swallowing them deftly.
“I need more lube,” he tells me and hands me the container. I squirt some on his crack and watch as his fingers stuff the gel into his ass. The squelch, the sight of it, make my dick positively ache.
I never thought I’d be into ass-play, but I like everything when it comes to Coop, it seems.
“Would you like to put the plug in?” he asks me, his fingers moving away from his opening, showing me the wet puckered hole.
“Yeah,” I say, half leaning out of the tub.
Coop hands me the toy, and I squirt some lube on the tip, watching as the clear droplets run down the sides. I place it at his stretched opening and push in, making Coop arch up and gasp.
“Oh fuck,” he moans. “Oh fuck yes.”
I work it in, careful not to hurt him, but he seems to take it so well. What would it be like if instead of the plug, it was my cock pushing into him. Would he like that?
With the way he’s panting and groaning, I think he would.
“Oh, fuck yes, more,” he says as I work it in and out of him, drawing it out, not wanting it to end. But it has to. Eventually I stop, pushing it all the way in, watching as his hole engulfs it and the base sits right between his cheeks.
I push on it and he gasps. “Jesus, Matthew.”
“Yeah,” I manage to say. It comes out choked and dry. I need a glass of water.
Coop turns around and his cock is hard and pulsing, the tip covered in precum. My tongue peeks out, suddenly wanting a taste of it, but I’m unable to ask because Coop is moving into the bathtub, straddling my legs and kissing me senseless.
“You’re so perfect,” he moans as he licks his way into my mouth. “My Matthew.”
The way he says my name, a needy groan, makes my entire chest cave. I reach between us and bring our cocks together, jerking them in tandem, making our kisses grow frantic. Our teeth clash, our tongues warring with each other as my fist works our bodies over the edge.
We’re panting, the heat of the water making me feel faint, but I don’t stop. I just keep stroking until Coop is crying out, his lips ripped from mine, his head thrown back. As he comes, I push against the plug, and he shouts my name, making my entire body shudder with the force of it.
When we come down from the high, the two of us panting, I just hold him to me, my hand pressing against the base of the plug, pulling little whimpers from Coop as I do.