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I can wait.
When Coop wakes later that night, the sun not even close to peeking over the horizon, he rolls out of bed with a groan and disappears into the bathroom. I listen for any signs of distress, of him being sick, but don’t hear anything. Just the sound of water running. Ten minutes later, Coop reappears, the scent of soap on his skin, mint on his breath.
“Sorry, I just woke up and had to clean myself up. I felt like shit,” he says with a wince. “And my head hurts.”
“Crap, let me get you some water and some meds,” I tell him, striding out of the room with a purpose. When I return to bed, Coop is sitting up, his body tucked under the sheets. He looks rumpled and sleepy, and even still, he’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever laid eyes on. I hand him the water bottle and then the pills.
“Thanks,” he says, popping them into his mouth, taking a drink, and then setting the bottle on the bedstand. “Go back to sleep. I know you have work tomorrow.”
“It’s fine,” I tell him, scooting in next to him. “This is more important. You’re more important.”
He sighs, snuggling in against me, and I find myself inhaling him, loving the smell of him, the closeness of it all.
“Tell me, Matthew. What do you want from me?” he asks.
“More,” I say, my hands wrapping around his back, pulling him into me. He comes easily, so fluid, like water over stones, shaping, forming, smoothing. That’s what he’s done to me. Like I said, he’s made me the man I am.
“I’ll always give you what you want,” he tells me, licking his way into my mouth and sucking on my tongue. I feel my cock grow between us and he reaches for it, straddling my legs and arching into me. “But do you know what you want?” he asks gently. “Do you know, Matthew?”
I shake my head.
“Then can I show you something?” he asks, his voice softly begging. “Let me show you something.”
I nod, my hands threading through his hair. I don’t care what he does as long as he keeps kissing me.
He pulls my dick from my pajama pants and clasps it in his warm hand. He shuttles his fist over it lightly before he pulls his own dick out and leans forward, bringing us together. I gasp at the sight, both our cocks lined up, pressed against each other.
Coop dips his chin to his chest and spit falls onto the tips of our cocks, wetting us.
“Oh fuck,” I gasp. “Why the hell is that so hot?”
Coop grins at me softly as he starts to work our lengths together.
“I have so much I can show you. So much, Matthew.”
I groan, pushing up onto my elbows so I can watch the show. And he gives me one, his fist twisting around our cocks as he works us both over the edge.
My mouth is open in silent gasps, my eyes moving from our dicks to his flexing abdomen, to his face. His eyes are hooded, planted solely on my face, moving nowhere else.
“You’re so beautiful,” he tells me, his voice a soft whisper. It sinks into me and I feel my chest swell.
“So are you,” I reply and watch as his cheeks darken.
He likes that. Likes it a lot.
Leaning forward, our lips meet in a slow kiss, tongues tangling, moans slipping from one mouth to the other. The sensation of being completely owned by him causes my dick to twitch in his hand, the tip leaking more profusely, precum sliding down onto our groins.
And he doesn’t let up, just strokes us faster, his tongue fucking into my mouth, the same tempo as his fist. It’s too much, too erotic, too perfect. I come with a low, desperate moan. Coop responds by releasing all over me seconds later, and then we’re left panting, our mess spread across our cocks and his hand.
He’s still kissing me, licking into my mouth, tasting me. When he finally pulls away, he brings his hand up to his lips and licks a stripe across his fingers, tasting our combined release.
It’s so sensual, so hot.
Another moan escapes me, and I feel my cock try to grow hard once more. But it’s worn out, needing a rest.
Coop falls to my side, wiping up the mess on his hand with a tissue and curling into me. I hold him to me, my fingers resting on his warm, smooth skin.
“Did you like it?” he asks, sounding unsure.
