Pleasure popped and cracked inside him. “Fuck…oh fuck. Do that again.”
And Noah did. Over and over he ran his tongue over Coop’s hole. Fast, slow. Hard, soft.
Cooper had never felt anything like it. One of his legs went weak but he locked it at the knee, to continue to hold himself up.
“You’re as good as I thought you’d be. I’ll never get enough of you.” Cooper shivered with Noah’s words.
Noah spread his cheeks farther, buried his face between them as his tongue licked, and pushed at Cooper’s hole. He didn’t know when he’d started, but he was moving against Noah’s face now. Smiling at the feel of the days-growth of facial hair as he rubbed his skin.
“I’m gonna put a finger in, baby. Just one, okay? Wanna fuck you with my tongue. This will make it easier.”
Fear or embarrassment couldn’t find their way in around the pleasure. “Do it.”
He heard Noah spit, then felt the probe of one of his fingers. “Bend a little more. That’s it. Right there. I want my tongue inside you so fucking bad.”
“Me too…yes…fuck, Noah, I want that.”
Noah’s tongue joined his finger, saliva making him wet. That’s when he felt Noah push. Coop tensed up.
“Relax for me.” As soon as the last word left Noah’s mouth, his tongue was back to work at Cooper’s hole, as he probed with his finger again.
“Fuck…fuck, fuck, fuck.”
Coop felt it when Noah’s finger was inside him. It was…he didn’t even know what to call it…a little uncomfortable.
Noah spit again, making it easier as he slowly pushed and pulled with his finger. “I am such a prick for doing this without lube. We’re keeping some in here from now on. In every room of the house, and spread all over the property.”
He was trying to distract Cooper. He knew that. And, damned if it wasn’t working. His asshole loosened, Noah’s finger fitting more easily inside.
And then it was gone and Noah’s tongue took is place.
“Fuck! Noah. That feels so good. More.”
Noah spread his cheeks, his tongue fucking Cooper. It was like his whole body suddenly came alive. He was a live wire, surging with electricity. “More,” he gasped, again. God, he couldn’t believe how incredible this felt. How much more he wanted.
Noah’s tongue pushed into him again, before pulling almost all the way out. His tongue went slow and deep, fucking Cooper.
“I wanna come. Need to come so fucking bad.”
Coop felt empty when Noah’s tongue left him.
“What—Oh God.” Noah’s finger pushed into him again. He went deeper this time, touching his—“Fuck!” That quickly, come shot out of Cooper’s dick. But Noah kept going. Kept rubbing inside him and Cooper just kept coming. It was intense. Like his whole body was being pleasured by a hundred people at once. “Noah…fuck... Holy shit.” He could hardly breathe. Hardly speak. Could hardly think.
When Coop had been wrung dry, his legs went weak. Noah was there, holding him. He pushed to his feet and wrapped his arms around Cooper from behind again. “I’ve never…I haven’t… I’ve never felt anything like that. What the hell was that?”
Noah kissed the side of his neck. “That, my friend.” He moved to the other side, kissing it too. “Was your prostate. It’s a man’s best friend.” And then he chuckled. “I told you you’d like it.”
Cooper leaned back against him. Noah’s hand played with is softening cock, rubbing his semen all over.
“Like isn’t a strong enough word. I know I should get you off right now, but I swear to fucking God, I think I’m dying. I don’t know if I can move.”
Noah laughed again. “It’ll be your turn to play with me later. That was for you, although hearing you come like you just did almost had me doing the same. This place…it means a lot to me, Coop.”
Cooper shrugged, closing his eyes. “Don’t want you to go. Figured I’d do what I can to make you stay.”
Noah hugged him tighter. “Can you get a couple days off the weekend after this one? I wanna go somewhere. Somewhere no one will bother us, and we can lay around and fuck each other for days…”
Coop took a deep breath. “And that’s all you want?” But, he knew it wasn’t.
Noah shook his head. “Wanna help you forget. Wanna make you feel so fucking good you won’t have space for guilt. Or if you just wanna talk about them, we can do that. Whatever you want.” Those last words were everything Cooper needed to hear. Completing him, sealing the deal on this thing between them. No one would care about him like Noah. No one would 100% get him and what he needed the way Noah did. He supposed a part of him always knew that. From the second Noah came back into his life, on some level, he’d known.