AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Perv,” I murmur as I slide in next to him.
He grins at me, looking all sorts of cocky.
“Wash up. I bought this soap that I think you’ll love.”
He hands me a square purple bar, and I take it, hesitant to try it but loving the smell enough to rub it all across my body. As I do, my fist grazes my dick and it plumps up once more.
“You know, you can get yourself off if you want. I promise not to look,” Coop says.
I eye him, and he grins at me.
“Go ahead, here’s some lube,” he tells me, handing me a small container.
I take it from his palm and then he turns his back to me, grabbing some shampoo and scrubbing it in his hair. I shouldn’t rub one out while standing here in the shower with him, but it is convenient and less messy. And what can it hurt?
I do need to get off.
I squirt some lube into my palm and then grasp my dick, trying to be quiet about it and most definitely not looking at Coop’s naked body in front of mine.
The spray of water drowns out the squelch of my dick pumping in my fist, and I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to think about anything but Coop.
It doesn’t quite work.
I come over my fist to the thought of Coop’s ass, but I reason that it’s only because he’s standing right here. Nothing more to it.
And it’s a nice ass, if I’m being objective.
“Better now?” Coop asks, peering over his shoulder at me.
I nod, trying to catch my breath.
“Good, now rinse and let’s go. I’m ravenous.”
When he says it, he glances at my cock, and I feel it try to get hard once more.
I seriously need to get laid.
When we’re finally both dressed, I’m nearly dragging him out of the hotel.
“Come on, move it, asshole.”
“Someone is hangry,” Coop teases.
“I am. You took forever packing your bag.”
“I didn’t want to rumple my shirts. They’re expensive.”
“Fuck off,” I grumble as we stride down the street, the rolling suitcases clacking behind us. As we round a corner, the coffee shop appears, and I already feel better. The smell of the beans makes me start to drool and my headache starts to dull.
When we reach the cashier, I ramble off my order, not even bothering to think about the cost. I should think about it, but I don’t. Hopefully Coop just adds this to my bill.
Thankfully, he doesn’t mention it. He just taps his phone to the payment screen and then guides me over to the waiting area.
“You sure did order a lot,” he tells me. “You must be a hungry boy.”
“I fucking am. Add it to my tab,” I say, and he grins at me.
“Oh, we will come to some kind of agreement. Don’t you worry that pretty little head.”
