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Cooper paused for a second, opened his mouth, closed it, and then turned to walk into the house.

Noah watched him go, still wondering what the hell they were doing.

***

“Hey, man. How’s it going?” Braden asked, as he leaned against wall at the firehouse.

Cooper walked over to him. “Pretty good. I came to grab my check and then I’ll probably head home. What about you?” He and Braden had gone out and grabbed a drink a few times. He hung out with him more than anyone else at the station.

“Just got off. I could go home, but where’s the fun in that? I was thinking of hitting the bar. Maybe playing some pool or something. Wanna go?”

Hell. He didn’t know why he hadn’t seen that one coming. Any other time he would have, but tonight… well he had other things in mind for tonight. Exactly what he didn’t know but they damn sure included being home with Noah. “Nah. My buddy who’s renting a room for me is expecting me. We’re watching the game.”

“Bring him with us. The more the merrier. And it’s not like the game won’t be on there.”

Which was true but for some reason, Cooper still found himself saying, “Maybe next time. I don’t really feel like going out tonight.” Because, I’m going home to the man who sucked my dick last night.

It wasn’t as if that was all Noah was to him, though. Still, his thoughts almost made him take it back. Almost made him tell Braden he’d go out. That they’d drink some beer and maybe meet some women, and it would be like any other night. That would be the easy thing to do. Even though no one knew what he was doing with Noah, if they kept it up, people would find out. It would be hell at work. Hell with his uncle. Maybe going out wasn’t just the easy thing, but the right thing.

But it wasn’t what Cooper wanted. Crazy as it was, he wanted Noah.

“Maybe next week.” Cooper backed up as he spoke. “We’ll catch the game next time and I’ll kick your ass at pool.”

“Yeah right, Bradshaw.” Braden laughed.

Coop ran into the office and grabbed his check. Luckily, he didn’t run into anyone else on the way. Once he got back to the truck, he tried to figure out what to get for dinner. He could always barbeque, but it was getting close to game time. Plus, they’d worked in the yard most of the day. He knew he didn’t feel like cooking, and figured Noah probably didn’t either. He probably should have asked Noah what he wanted.

What the fuck am I doing? It was dinner, and a game with his friend. Why was he acting like this was a big deal? Coop ran by the pizza place, grabbed a large pepperoni, and some wings before heading home.

It was about ten minutes before kick-off when he got home. Cooper set the food on the coffee table and then yelled up the stairs to Noah. “Stop primping and get your ass down here. It’s almost game time.”

By the time Cooper came out of the kitchen with a couple beers in his hands, Noah was jogging down the stairs, his hair wet, telling Coop that he spent most of the time he’d been gone working the yard. That he’d caught him right after his shower. Noah wore a pair of gray sweats, low on his hips, and no shirt. Cooper’s eyes trained in on the cut of his abs, the trail of hair disappearing beneath his clothes.

It struck him that he was checking out another man, enjoying the way his body moved and each hard plain of it. It was a shock to his system, blasting electricity into him, but not enough to make him turn away. This is really happening. I’m into Noah…

“You keep looking at me like that, and it’s not the game you’ll be watching, but my mouth, swallowing your cock.” Noah’s voice was all sex. It sent desire racing through him, ricocheting off all his insides, and heading straight to his crotch. He was already getting hard.

“Holy fuck. You are killin’ me here. I’m not thinking that’s not a such a bad thing.” Coop took a step toward Noah.

His friend shook his head. Noah hooked his finger in the loops of Cooper’s pants and pulled. “Always so damned impulsive.” He chuckled before pressing his lips to Cooper’s. Coop let him in, eager, excited, fucking hungry to taste him again.

“And you’re a tease.” Cooper winked at him.

This should be freaking me out more than it is. Why aren’t I losing it? Those thoughts were cut off, when Noah’s tongue stroked his own. When his teeth closed around Coop’s bottom lip and he bit, before sweeping his mouth again.

Cooper’s cock jerked behind the fly of his jeans. He needed to get off so bad he could have lost it right there. But as quickly as it started, Noah was pulling away. “Relax. You don’t have to be in such a hurry. I’m not going anywhere.”