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He nods, his eyes sparkling. “I always want you.”
He leans up and captures my lips, our tongues tangling as our hips grind together, the friction on our cocks making us both groan and gasp, a heady, needy, fractured thing. How did I go my whole life without him? How did I survive?
The truth is, I wasn’t. I was just getting by, a husk of a man. Lonely, tired, cracked.
And here I am, being put back together again.
Coops legs wind around my back, exposing himself to me. He’s offering himself up to my dick, a sacrifice only he can make. I’ll take it. I’ll take it all. My cock enters his crack, sliding against it, bumping against his wet hole. I envision the sight. My thick length splitting him wide open, his hole aching and wide as it envelopes the entirety of me.
I need it wet. I need it ready for me.
“Lube,” I manage to say as I continue to shuttle my dick between his crack. He’s so smooth, so right, I don’t want to stop. But I refuse to hurt him, my sweet Cooper. I want this to be just as good for him as it will be for me.
“There,” Coop says, having been reduced to one word answers.
I follow his pointing finger and grab the lube from the drawer, spreading the cool gel on my fingers.
“I’m going to split you wide open,” I say, and Coop’s eyes darken even more.
“Yes. Yes.”
Sliding to his side, I drag my slippery fingers down his taint and when they’re at his entrance, I slip them inside.
Two fingers. He took my tongue. He can take this.
I watch as Cooper’s eyes roll back in his head, my fingers scissoring him open, stretching him for my dick. I feel the warmth of him, the tightness. I’m going to be inside of him soon, something I can never come back from.
Not that I want to.
I want to remember this. I want it etched on my skin, my memory. I want to look back on this day and relive it.
“More. More,” Cooper chants, and I add a third finger, making sure to hit that small bump inside of him. The one he loves. He cries out, my name echoing off the walls of our room.
Love the sounds he makes, love the feel of his tightness surrounding me. He’s a vise on my fingers, a promise to my throbbing cock.
He’s going to strangle it. He’s going to kill it with each thrust until I’m nothing more than his. A spirit haunting his every waking moment.
“Please, fuck me,” Coop says, his voice shattered, his eyes wet. “Please. I need it.”
I lean forward, still thrusting my fingers inside of him and kiss those tears, loving him even more for it.
“I will. I will,” I say gently as I slide my fingers from him.
His legs are spread wide as I sit between them, looking at the entirety of him. What a picture he makes. Flushed skin, wet eyes, hard dick.
His hole open and waiting for me.
“Now. Please. Now,” Cooper begs, and who am I to deny the love of my life?
I slot my dick at his hole, suddenly nervous, worried that this won’t live up to both of our expectations, but as soon as I press inside, the rings of muscle a vise around my dick, I realize I was wrong.
This is everything.
Coop’s body accepts mine, just as he’s done to my heart. He never questioned any of it. Just let me be me. He’s taken me just as I am and loves me.
He has to love me. I know he does.
I continue pushing until I’m all the way inside. His hole flexes against the base of me and I gasp at the feeling. I’m connected to him. He’s mine.
