-Oliver-

The whole drive home, I stroked my hand up and down Cooper's leg. I had visions of tearing his clothes off as soon as we walked in the door, but once we were back at his house I realized I wanted to savor the moment. Cooper made that easier when he announced he needed to take a shower after walking around outside.

I did the same, and pulled on a pair of sweatpants and a thermal shirt in Cooper's guest room. Then, with butterflies in my stomach, I went to his bedroom.

He was standing there in sweatpants and a flannel shirt that wasn't buttoned. I could see dark hair on his chest and trailing down to the top of his sweatpants, and I unconsciously licked my lips in anticipation. His eyes were dark with desire as they trailed down my body.

I stepped over to him and put my hands on his chest, pushing aside the flannel. He was warm and solid and I couldn't resist running my hands through the hair on his chest before I leaned down and kissed in between his pecs. I pushed the shirt off his shoulders and my hands tangled in his beard as I kissed him, my tongue seeking his.

He broke the kiss to peel my thermal shirt off, staring at my chest before his fingers traced over my abs and along my sides. "You're gorgeous," he murmured. "These muscles..."

I pulled him closer, my hands sliding up his back and feeling the large muscles in his shoulders. "I could say the same thing. You're strong and solid and I like it."

"Can I?" he asked, his fingers gripping the top of my sweatpants.

"Please."

He pushed my sweatpants down and stepped back to look at me. I hadn't put anything on under them.

"Oliver..." he breathed.

I let him look for a few seconds before I moved closer to him and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him deeply.

He groaned and started walking me back to his bed, and he ended up on top of me as I pushed his sweatpants off. Our hips were already rolling, and I put one of my legs over his calf, trying to pull him closer and feel more of his skin against mine.

Cooper flipped us over and wrapped his legs around my waist. "I was hoping it'd go like this."

I could feel my eyes widen in surprise. "Wait, you want me to...?"

Cooper nodded and smiled. "I love it. And if we're both bottoms, we can take turns."

"I can do either. Brad liked to take control, so I gave him what he wanted, but I've topped before. I may be a little out of practice."

"You'll be great."

"You have condoms?" I asked. "Brad and I were monogamous, but who knows if he actually kept that up on his end."

Cooper reached over and opened a drawer beside his bed, fishing around before pulling out a strip of condoms and lube. He dropped them on the bed beside us, and I sat back for a moment to take in the view. Most of my boyfriends had been on the leaner side with visible abs, and they'd all shaved. Cooper was different. He had a nice amount of body hair and a hint of a belly, with thick, powerful thighs. I leaned forward and ran my hands up his thighs. "Damn, Cooper. You're hot."

He broke into a genuine smile. "You think so? I know I don't look anything like the guys you've got down in California."

"You don't, and I like it. I didn't realize how much I'd enjoy the whole lumberjack look."

Cooper laughed and then sat up. "Before we get going, I want to do something for you." He gently guided me down so I was laying on my back on the bed.

"I don't think I need to say that you're the most attractive man I've ever been with," he continued, his eyes moving down my body. He leaned over me and kissed me, then moved his lips down to my jaw and neck. He went lower, kissing my chest and running his hands over my torso. He kissed down the ridges of my abs and smiled as my breathing got heavier. Then, he took me into his mouth. 

I groaned and reached down to run my hand through his hair. "Cooper..."

He took his time with me, exploring every inch and working his tongue up and down my cock. His mouth was amazing - hot and wet and with just the right amount of pressure and suction. I moaned, shifting my hips as it got to be too much.

"Okay, okay," I said, putting a hand on Cooper's shoulder. "That's so good, but I'm not going to be able to fuck you if you keep going."

He pulled off and grinned. "Can't have that, now can we?"

I put him on his back and began taking my time with him, opening him up while I slowly stroked his cock. I loved all the noises he was making and how he pushed back on my fingers.

"I'm ready," he said, his chest heaving. 

I kissed him again, and then focused on putting the condom on and slicking it with lube. I'd had no idea that hooking up with him was going to involve me topping, but now that it was about to happen, I had to will myself not to come. There was something about having this huge, bearded, tattooed man under me that just did it for me.

I pushed in, and Cooper moaned and arched his back. That sight alone almost made me lose control, but I regained my composure and began gently thrusting into him, keeping the motions slow and letting him adjust. When he started matching my thrusts, I put his legs on my shoulders to lift his hips a bit, and I knew I hit the right spot when Cooper groaned and his head fell back onto the bed. I kept slowly thrusting in and pulling almost all the way out, and soon Cooper was gasping for me to stop while he squeezed the base of his cock.

"It's too much. I'm not ready to come yet."

"You wanna ride me?" I asked.

"I don't want to crush you."

"You won't." I laid down and held onto his hips as he straddled my waist and sank down onto me.

"Good?"

I nodded. "I wanted to be able to do this," I said, putting my hands on Cooper's ass and squeezing. "You have the best ass. It's a work of art, and I've wanted to get my hands on it for days."

Cooper was smiling, and he blushed a bit. "You like my fat ass?"

"Your ass is amazing. I love your body."

Cooper leaned down and kissed me deeply, and I thrust inside of him while pulling him closer. He broke the kiss to moan, and then he leaned back, letting his head fall backwards. "God, Oliver."

I watched him as I continued to move inside him. His cheeks and chest were flushed and his lips were parted. He looked even more beautiful like this. I reached for him and started to stroke his cock in time with my thrusts, and I was rewarded with a long, low moan.

Cooper shifted a little, changing the angle. "I'm not going to last like this," he breathed.

"Then don't."

I sped up my strokes and thrust into him faster. He seemed to tighten around me, and then he threw his head back and cried out. It was so hot that I came right along with him, the waves of pleasure making me grip his sides and moan his name.

When he collapsed on top of me, he rolled us to the side so his weight wouldn't crush me. We were both breathing hard, and his lips found mine and he began to kiss me, long and slow. I put my hands in his hair and pressed closer to him, tangling our legs together.

"You're incredible," Cooper said, breaking the kiss. "I can't get enough of you."

I put my forehead against his. "That was some of the best sex I've ever had. It's a good thing we waited until the end of the day, because I don't think we would have left the house after this."

He laughed. "You're probably right about that. I don't know if you'll be able to convince me to leave the house tomorrow either."

"A day in bed with you sounds perfect," I replied, nuzzling my nose against his.

He responded by kissing me again, our tongues sliding against one another as our bodies began to move. I wasn't ready to go again yet, but we made out, exploring each other's bodies with hands and mouths and rolling all over the bed. Cooper was such a passionate lover, considerate and gentle and caring about my pleasure more than his.

The heat between us began to build again, and soon I was slowly moving inside him with our hands intertwined above his head. We took longer this time, and I finished with his legs wrapped tightly around my waist.

Afterwards, I didn't bother to get up and just laid on top of Cooper. He didn't seem to mind, and as he lazily stroked my back, I drifted off to sleep for a few minutes. My stomach growling woke me up, and I heard a soft chuckle from Cooper.

"We should make dinner," he said.

I kissed his chest before rolling off of him. "Dinner and another shower sounds good."

Cooper sat up and looked at the bed. "We're gonna need new sheets."

"We could sleep in your guest bed."

Cooper grinned. "Is my bed going to be the sex bed now?"

I laughed. "That's the advantage to having two beds. We can mess up one and leave the other for sleeping."

"Perfect."

He was right about that - this trip was perfect now that we were together.