Old Dog, New Tricks | By : IrenaAdler Category: M through R > NUMB3RS Views: 2197 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Part 6 – Special
Occasion
“My hotel is nearby,” Coop said as they walked out of the
restaurant. “Gotta be closer than your
place.”
“In a hurry?” Will asked with a smile.
“Oh, yeah,” Coop grinned.
“I don’t want to go to the dump you’re staying in,” Don
protested. “Even if it’s close by.”
“Umm,” Coop said, suddenly realizing the position he’d put
himself in. Well, might as well get my money’s worth, since I did set it up … “It’s a little nicer than my usual. Just … follow my car.”
Coop got into his car and drove the short way to his
hotel. He could only imagine the look on
Don’s face when he pulled into the Ritz-Carlton in Marina del Rey. Coop drove around to the valet’s stand and
got out. He handed his key to the valet
while Don and Will’s car stopped right behind him.
Don jumped out, his expression stunned. “You’re staying at the Ritz?”
Will handed his keys to the valet and followed behind Don.
“It was for a special occasion,” Coop said with
embarrassment.
“Occasion?”
“He was hoping for your company,” Will said wryly.
“Ah,” Don said, flushing a little.
Coop flushed as well and fiddled with his valet ticket. I wanted
it to be good, okay?
Don moved forward into the opulent lobby, looking
around. Coop started to follow him but
was stopped by an iron hand on his shoulder.
He turned to look at Will.
“Don is mine.” Will’s face was calm, his voice quiet and matter-of-fact. “If you take him from me, I will kill
you.” Coop looked in his eyes and saw
utter certainty there. This man was
quite capable of murder. He’d seen that
look in the eyes of only the most hardened of fugitives – and in the eyes of
the toughest of agents. Coop nodded
quickly.
Will nodded and released Coop’s shoulder. Coop rubbed his shoulder where Will’s
fingers had dug in.
They stood for an awkward moment, then suddenly Will gave
him an apologetic smile, looking younger and more vulnerable. “Don and I have only been together for a few
months, but I’ve … I’ve been waiting for him all my life.”
“I get it,” Coop said quietly. “I envy you two.”
Will’s smile widened.
“This is the first time I’ve shared him, so …”
“So, I feel honored … and warned,” Coop said with a smile.
“Hey, you guys coming?” Don called.
Coop wiggled his eyebrows at Will and Will laughed. Don smiled at them, obviously pleased that
they seemed to be getting along.
They followed Don into the lobby. Coop realized that Will had a small black bag
in his hand. Will saw Coop looking and
said, “Travel bag.”
Wow, Coop thought,
his mind instantly conjuring up images of Will and Don in various places and
positions. Now that he knew they went
both ways, the possibilities seemed endless.
Suddenly he couldn’t get to his room fast enough. He strode through the lobby and hit the
elevator button impatiently.
They got into the elevator and Coop jabbed the button for
his floor. Don ran a single finger down
Coop’s spine and Coop shivered. He
wanted to grab Don and kiss him, but didn’t trust himself to be able to stop
once he got started.
The elevator door opened and Coop hurried down the hall.
Opening the door to his room, Coop was glad now that he’d
splurged on the junior suite. It had a
massive TV, chairs around a table, a full sofa and, most importantly, it had a
king-sized bed. He’d slept in it last
night and it had been very comfortable.
Not that he expected to do a lot of sleeping tonight.
“Nice,” Don said in admiration. He and Will looked around, poking their head
inside the bathroom and marveling over the view of the harbor from the
balcony. Coming back in from the
balcony, Will and Don exchanged a glance.
Will picked up the empty ice bucket. “I’ll get some ice.”
Coop watched Will walk out the door with the bucket,
wondering what he wanted ice for.
“Coop?” Don asked
quietly. “Are you sure you’re okay with
this? I don’t want you to feel like you
can’t say ‘no’ for some macho thing, or something.”
Coop grinned. That’s
why Will had stepped out, so that Don could make sure he wanted this. Coop had one answer to that. He grabbed Don, pushed him against the wall
and captured Don’s mouth with his. Don’s
lips were everything he hoped for – strong, warm and delicious.
He’d expected the kiss to be a battle, instead it was a
dance. Don’s tongue glided around Coop’s
like a flamenco dancer and slipped into Coop’s mouth. Don explored Coop’s mouth while Coop’s hands
ran down Don’s chest and over his hips.
He pressed his body against Don’s, feeling the muscular strength of
him. He cupped Don’s ass, kneading him
through his jeans. Finally…
Distantly, he heard the door open again and Will laugh.
“I guess you got your answer,” Will said and set down the
ice bucket with a rattle.
Will’s hands ran over Coop’s back and Coop broke off the
kiss with Don. Keeping one hand on Don’s
neck, Coop turned and kissed Will.
This kiss was a battle.
Their tongues were swords and the first casualty was the ability to
breathe. Will grabbed handfuls of Coop’s
T-shirt and pulled him closer. Coop had
to release Don in order to keep his balance against Will’s aggressive kiss. He felt Don press himself against his back,
then he was sandwiched in between the two, Will breaking off to kiss his eyes
and ears, Don nibbling on his neck. For
the first time, Coop began to get an idea of what he was letting himself in
for.
Coop tugged at Will’s T-shirt, pulling it out of his jeans
waistband. Underneath he discovered
smooth, hairless skin and well-defined muscles.
Will stepped back and stripped off his shirt. Coop wasn’t surprised to see that Will’s
nipples were already hard. Coop leaned
over and sucked on the nearest nipple and surprised a soft moan from Will. Don slid his hands under Coop’s shirt, his
cool touch sending a shiver up Coop’s back.
Don lifted up the shirt and Coop let him slide it over his head. He then moved to Will’s other nipple.
After a moment, Coop felt bare skin against his back and the
tickle of hair. Coop turned to run his
hands and mouth over Don’s chest. As he
was licking Don’s neck, his palms rubbing against Don’s nipples, he felt Will
unbutton his jeans and tease down his zipper.
Will’s hand slid over Coop’s underwear-covered cock and he groaned against
Don’s throat.
Will stroked him again and Coop bit Don’s neck.
“Ouch!” Don laughed.
“Sorry,” Coop mumbled.
“Your boy has wandering hands.”
Will chuckled and knelt down to take off Coop’s shoes. Coop held onto Don’s shoulders as Will lifted
each foot and removed the shoe and sock.
Very quickly, Coop was naked except for his red cotton underwear.
“Let’s see if it’s red underneath,” Will said, sliding his
hands under Coop’s waistband.
“It is,” Don said.
Coop raised his eyebrows.
Don had noticed?
“Hey, I made some comparisons, what guy doesn’t?” Don said uncomfortably.
“Good thing I didn’t realize it,” Coop said, hooking his
fingers around the waistband of Don’s jeans and pulling him closer. “Or else I may have made a fool of myself.”
“Just a few years before I was ready for it,” Don said and
pulled Coop in for a kiss. They kissed
deeply, Coop tasting Don the way he’d always wanted to.
“Don’t forget about me,” Will said behind him, a touch
crossly.
Coop pulled back, reminding himself that he didn’t want to
give Will any reason to regret this. He
turned around and grinned at Will. “Let
me guess, black underwear and black underneath.”
“Half right,” Will said with a sideways smile. He stripped out of his shoes and socks then
pulled off his tight jeans. He was
wearing light-blue, low-cut cotton briefs, and his cock was a hard line against
the fabric.
Coop stepped up to Will and kissed him intensely while
rubbing his cock against Will’s. The two
layers of cotton twisted between them.
They matched in height and Will’s body lined up with his perfectly,
creating spots of heat all along Coop’s skin.
He slid his hands over Will’s ass.
You’re second, Coop thought
with anticipation. His cock was going to
get some prime ass tonight.
Behind him, Coop heard Don finish taking off his shoes and
then unzip his jeans. Don came around
Will’s back and twined his fingers through Coop’s so that they were both
kneading Will’s firm ass.
“Love this ass,” Don said, kissing Will’s bare shoulders,
then quieter, “Love this man.”
Will pulled away from Coop and turned to take Don in his
arms. For a moment, Coop was shut out as
the two of them kissed and murmured lovingly, reassuring each other. They smiled and leaned their foreheads
against each other. Coop felt an
unfamiliar ache of envy for Don’s settled, committed lifestyle.
Finally, Will shook himself and said, “At the restaurant,
you said that you were hungry.”
Don looked over at Coop.
“Oh, I am.” Without preamble, Don
pushed down his underwear and released his cock. It bounced up against his stomach, already
rigid. Coop stared at it and had the
strange urge to take it into his mouth.
He shook his head, he must be getting soft, and pulled down his own
underwear. His brain might be getting
soft, but his cock was rock hard.
Will stepped up behind Coop and ran his hand down Coop’s
stomach. “I love redheads,” he said as
he trailed his fingers through Coop’s red pubic hair.
Coop shivered as Will’s fingers grazed the base of his cock.
“We better take the edge off,” Will said to Don. “Or he won’t last long.”
Coop blinked in alarm.
What exactly did ‘taking the edge off’ mean? And did it have something to do with ice?
“I think he’d like you to do it,” Will continued.
“Mutual,” Don breathed hoarsely.
“What do you—” Coop began.
Don took Coop’s shoulders and steered him to the bed. He nudged Coop to sit on the edge of the bed
and – Oh my God – Don then knelt on
the floor between his knees.
Licking his lips, Don took Coop’s cock in his hand. Coop stared down at him, feeling like he must
be dreaming or on drugs. Don grinned at
him and rubbed the head of Coop’s cock against his cheek. Coop was glad that he’d jerked off earlier in
the evening. Otherwise, he would have
come from that sight alone.
Don swiped the head across his mouth and his tongue
flickered out to just tickle the sensitive skin. Coop shivered. Don smiled and, with the flat of his tongue,
licked a stripe up the length of Coop’s cock.
He nuzzled Coop’s balls while his hands opened a condom. Don then put the condom against his lips and
slid it down Coop’s cock with an expert touch.
Just how many men has Don blown?
Coop soon discovered that putting on a condom wasn’t the
only thing Don did well. With lips and
tongue, he quickly brought Coop to panting.
Coop dug his fingers through Don’s hair and stroked his cheek as Don
sucked Coop in and out. He wanted Don’s
mouth on him without the condom but didn’t have the breath to debate it. Don’s tongue found the sensitive spot right
below the head and teased it as Coop’s hands ran mindlessly over Don’s bare
shoulders.
Coop felt Will at his back, kissing his neck, and found that
Will had removed his underwear as well.
He could feel the thick head of Will’s cock rubbing against his ass
cheeks.
“Hang on a sec, babe,” Will said.
Don pulled away, wiping his mouth, and smiled up at Coop.
“Why’d you stop?” Coop complained, not bothering to hide the
whine in his voice. It had been a long
time since he’d had such a talent between his legs. The fact that the talent came with Don’s
gorgeous mouth and familiar face was causing blood to pound in his ears and his
cock to quiver and point directly at the ceiling.
Will slid a finger between Coop’s ass cheeks and Coop
abruptly remembered the deal he’d made to get Will and Don to his room. There was no way he was going to go through
with it. He wouldn’t be a bottom boy for
anyone.
“Just one little finger,” Will murmured. “If you don’t like it, you don’t need to do
more.”
Coop gritted his teeth, desperate to get Don’s mouth back on
his cock. Fine, I’ll just let him do that and let him get it out of his system.
“Okay,” Coop said and leaned over slightly.
He heard the pop of a bottle being opened them felt the cold
touch of lubricant on his back. The
finger ran down his spine and between his ass cheeks. Coop shivered. Will began rubbing Coop’s clenched asshole,
which felt kind of nice, but nothing like Don’s mouth on his cock. Coop reached for Don but Don moved away,
grinning at him.
Will pressed firmly against Coop’s asshole and the finger
began pushing inside. That’s just weird.
“Push against the finger,” Will told him. “Like you’re
taking a dump.”
Coop complied and the finger moved in further. Will pushed one more time then paused,
letting him adjust. Then Will began
sliding his finger around. It felt
uncomfortable but not too bad. Coop
didn’t see why anyone would want it, though.
He was just about to tell Will that he’d had his fun, now
get his finger out of Coop’s ass so he could get to the fucking, when Will
brushed a spot inside his ass. A light
frisson of something went through
Coop and he held off, waiting for Will to touch that spot again. Will’s finger zeroed in on it and began to
rub firmly. What started out as a light
sensation quickly built into a glowing throb of pleasure, almost matching that
in his cock. That’s what the prostate felt like?
To Coop, prostates and G-spots were something other people
had, a means of making them happy while his cock took what he wanted. He always figured that ‘prostate stimulation’
was something that bottoms claimed so that it wouldn’t look like they were
getting the worst end of the deal. Now,
he just leaned against Will and moaned.
“I think he likes it,” Will laughed.
“Oh, God,” Coop moaned.
Will continued his firm stroking for a moment, then
withdrew. Coop muttered a protest then
got distracted by Don tugging gently on his balls.
“Two fingers now, okay?” Will said.
Coop nodded jerkily and Will pushed two fingers slowly into
him. The fingers paused for a moment,
then began to stretch him. He’s prepping me for fucking, Coop
thought with alarm. Then Will returned
to rubbing his prostate and Don to sucking him deep and Coop couldn’t think
about anything else. Dual orgasm-like
sensations were building in his body.
Was it possible to have two orgasms?
Coop wanted to watch Don, watch that head bobbing up and
down, those lips tight around him, but his vision kept fuzzing out. He finally gave up and closed his eyes. It hardly helped his equilibrium, because
Don’s hot mouth was working his cock and Will’s strong fingers were working his
ass and he wasn’t going to hold out long.
“Please, please,” Coop begged, having no idea what he was
begging for.
“C’mon, Billy,” Will murmured huskily in his ear. “Come in Don’s mouth. I know he’s driving you crazy. He wants you to break, give in to him. Give that incredible mouth what he wants.”
Coop broke. The dual
orgasms fused together into one massive orgasm and exploded out his cock. He thrashed against Don’s lips, fucking
himself on Will’s fingers. He didn’t
know which was giving him more pleasure, his body a swinging pendulum of
sensation.
Eventually, he came to a stuttering stop, leaning against
Will and gasping.
Whoa …
Hazily, Coop saw Don wipe his mouth and remove the used
condom. Will placed a soft kiss on the
back of Coop’s neck and pulled his fingers out.
“Okay,” Don said, his voice husky with arousal. “Now, it’s my turn.”
Coop’s heart began to hammer.
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