Page 100 of Out for the Night

“Don’t let the tattoos and muscles fool you. He’s just as nerdy as me.”

“I’m not as nerdy,” Coop said. “Nobody can be as nerdy as you.”

“Close enough.”

“Coop’s awesome, Mom,” Aditi said. Coop appreciated her seal of approval.

Matty and his mom exchanged one of those looks full of weight and understanding. Coop was so damn proud of his boyfriend.

The edges of one side of her lips inched up just slightly. It was more than enough for Coop. “Nice…to…meet…you.”

* * *

Coop waitedfor Matty a little while longer. He distracted himself by seeing how complicated a drink Smitty could fix him. The answer: Long Island iced tea.

Watching Matty in the Zone was actually a turn on for Coop. His sleeves were rolled up making his forearms appear large and in charge. The way he stared intently at his screen was the way he looked at Coop in bed. Matty’s brow furrowed. He licked his lips at some new data.

Jesus.

Coop was kissing his neck in no time. He couldn’t even bust out a witty line. He just had to have Matty.

Matty spun around and their lips collided in extinction-level-event impact. Coop pushed him against the table.

“Should we worry about any visitors?” Coop asked.

“No. I’m the last one here. Janitor doesn’t come by until ten o’clock.”

Back to kissing. Coop drove a hand through Matty’s thick, luscious hair as waves of passion and pleasure rolled over him. He stared into those deep, dark wells and got lost in them. He rubbed his thumb over that full, pink bottom lip. This was going to be a long fucking summer.

Coop looked up. Was it just him, or were Imelda and Smitty watching them?

“They’re turned off,” Matty said.

They may not be sentient, but they still creeped him the hell out. Coop whipped off his shirt and threw it over Imelda’s head. He took off Matty’s shirt and covered Smitty’s pervy face.

“Better.”

Their warm chests mashed together. Matty’s hand caressed that chest he was so fond of, tweaking Coop’s nipples on his hard pecs and slinking down his abs. Coop pulled Matty closer, massaging those shoulders that were probably sore from being hunched over a computer.

Matty wrapped his legs around Coop, which was like some green light for Coop to start thrusting against him. Matty’s tight hole was positioned over Coop’s raging cock. All that separated them was 100% cotton—and knowing that Matty would probably never want to have full-on sex in here. Not yet anyway.

Coop picked Matty up and took him to the far wall with the haptic samples. He ground Matty against the cotton and bark and sandpaper as his crotch thrust harder and harder. He ached to unbutton his shorts. He pictured them totally naked and getting to pound into that tight ass with his forceful cock, filling Matty completely. Matty moaned into his ear and dug his hands into Coop’s back.

He bit that bottom lip and pried those white teeth open with his demanding tongue. Matty quivered under his fingers.

Coop explored that warm mouth and warm body. Then he felt something else warm.

“Fuck!” Matty huffed deep breaths against his sweaty chest. He shivered under Coop’s touch.

He kept pounding against Matty, gripping those firm legs around his waist, making his biceps bulge until they were about to give out. His body was under some kind of spell, possessed by the orgasm squeezing his balls. He didn’t realize what was happening until he soaked his boxer-briefs and collapsed against Matty.

Matty got on his feet and smiled. A huge, wet stain spread across Matty’s shorts.

“Holy shit.” Coop looked down in disbelief at the growing sticky spot over his own crotch.

There was some funny line Coop could say, but they just shared a look that said everything. And there would be more moments like this, when the world was an inside joke that only they got. Coop pulled him close and kissed him softly on the lips. He yanked their shirts off the robots.

“Well, this is mildly embarrassing,” Coop said.

“Don’t worry. I have a plan.” Matty pulled two textbooks from a shelf, and Coop knew them well. Coop took the one with coffee stains and ripped pages, and Matty kept the new one.

They held the textbooks over their stains all the way back to Matty’s dorm.

THE END