“What do you want from me? What do you need?” He didn’t want to fuck this up.
“Just be here. Fuck, I sound like a pussy, but just don’t leave.”
Noah sat on the edge of the bed in nothing but his boxer-briefs. He had no clue what, if anything Cooper had on, because his blanket covered him from the waist down.
He put his hand back on Coop’s arm, then his shoulder, feeling each masculine curve and muscle in him. “I didn’t know you still had nightmares.” He couldn’t think of anything else to say.
“Not often.” Coop’s eyes closed.
“Do you talk to anyone?”
Coop shook his head. “Not since I used to talk to you.”
Noah’s hand stilled on Cooper, but he tried to play it off like he wasn’t about to fucking explode. “That shrink?”
Coop shook his head. “Didn’t last long. My uncle didn’t think I needed it.” And then…then he began pulling on Noah’s hand. “Lay with me. Jesus, I really want you down here with me, man.”
Noah fought the urge to do just that. To do more than that. “You’re killin’ me here. You said you couldn’t.”
Cooper’s eyes were on him. “I know. I fucking know what I said, and I don’t mean to screw with you, but…I can’t explain it. Everything inside me is calling for you. No matter how hard I try to push it away, you keep calling. I want to touch you. It’s eating me alive how much, and I don’t think I have the strength to hold it back anymore.”
Noah’s cock jerked, hardened to the point of pain. “I need to make sure you know what you’re asking, Coop. I can’t lay down there with you, and not do more than hold you. I’m going to want to do more than touch you. You need to make sure it’s what you want. I know this is hard for you, but I can’t just get up and walk away this time. Are you hearing me?”
“I am.” Then, Cooper pulled again. This time, Noah went down. He lay next to every hard inch of his friend, their bodies aligned, muscle against muscle. Heat against heat.
Noah let his hand slide from Cooper’s grasp and brought it up to his face, rubbed his thumb over Coop’s bottom lip. “You are fucking sexy. I want to taste you, Coop. Are you going to let me kiss you?”
“Why don’t you try and find out?” There was a slight hesitation in Cooper’s voice. A small nervous shake that made Noah go slow. No matter what he’d said, if Cooper changed his mind, he’d walk out, with no hard feelings. Fuck, he hoped he didn’t though.
He leaned over, and paused right before their lips touched, to give his friend the chance to say no. But then…Cooper leaned forward, and it was his lips that touched Noah’s first. It was all the confirmation he needed.
Noah’s mouth came down hard on Cooper’s, pushing him into the mattress. When he felt Coop’s hands grab his shoulders, he kissed deeper, sliding his tongue between Cooper’s lips, tasting him for the first time.
It took everything in him not to attack, touch, suck and kiss him everywhere, but Cooper moved tentatively beneath him, and Noah fought not to push too hard.
Their tongues moved together, Noah exploring every inch of Cooper’s mouth. His body screamed at him for more. To touch him somewhere or do something. When his friend made a soft sound beneath him, Noah leaned away. “You okay?”
“Don’t do that. I’m not a fucking virgin. If I can’t handle something, I’ll tell you. Now kiss me again.”
A growl vibrated through Noah as his mouth crushed against Cooper’s again. He was in an awkward position, leaning over his friend, so he scooted, climbed up, before lowering himself on top of Coop. “Too much?” he asked, his mouth sliding down Cooper’s neck. “I promise, I won’t try to fuck you. Just need to feel you.” The blanket was between them, but when Noah flexed his hips, grinding against Cooper, he felt Cooper’s hardened cock against his.
“Ah fuck.” They both groaned at the same time.
“Do that again. Jesus, I can’t believe I need you to do that again.” Cooper’s legs opened, and Noah settled between them, rubbing his dick against Cooper’s.
Coop’s hands slid down Noah’s back, finding a home at his waist. Noah kept moving, kept rubbing them together, dry-humping like a horny teenager.
“This feels so different. Fuck, I feel like I could come right now.”
Noah kissed him again. Harder. Wanting as much as he could have of him, in case this was the only time he got. When his mouth went to Cooper’s neck again he said, “Let me make you feel good.”
