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  He would never hurt Cooper, though, and he was ready for more. “I’m sure, Cooper. I’m gay. And I want you.”

  “That’s good to hear, but…”

  “But what? What else could you want?”

  Cooper drew away, visibly catching his breath. His expression was pensive. “I want you to come out before anything more happens between us.” He nodded to himself. “That would make me feel much more secure about this. If other people knew about your sexuality, I’d know for sure that it’s not just curiosity.”

  Owen frowned. The request was reasonable, although it terrified him. He didn’t say yes or no. The decision could take a while. Still, he couldn’t stop looking at Cooper and thinking about how incredible it was that this man wanted to date him.

  No courage needed this time. There was only one possible option.

  He leaned in and kissed Cooper again.

  Twenty

  While Cooper had seen the first kiss coming a mile away, this one took him by surprise. He almost protested as Owen’s lips fluttered against his – at first. But then the sweetness and surprising softness overcame him. He had barely felt it before in that brief second that they had kissed. This time was lasting longer. Too long. They stayed there, frozen in their tentative kiss, for seconds on end.

  Any plans of pulling away disappeared from Cooper’s mind. He lifted his hand to put his fingers through Owen’s hair. It felt as silky as it looked, and touching it elicited a groan from deep in Owen’s throat. With their lips still joined, the guy was practically moaning into his mouth. Cooper’s cock swelled, and he felt his nipples harden against his shirt.

  This was quickly heading into dangerous territory. He had to put a stop to it before it got too far. Wrenching himself away from Owen, he said, “We should probably eat some of that pasta that you made now.”

  Unfortunately for him, Owen looked at him with half-lidded eyes. “I’m not too hungry anymore. Are you?”

  Cooper should have been able to resist. If it had been anyone else, he would have been strong enough to say no. His weakness for Owen left him unable to lie. “No.”

  “We don’t have to do anything,” Owen said, putting his hand on Cooper’s leg. “But… I’m open.”

  Cooper looked down at the hand doubtfully. He knew this was leading nowhere good, yet he couldn’t seem to stop himself. He was completely powerless when it came to resisting Owen. Why did this have to be happening to him? Why was he so weak? It had been a while, yes, but that was hardly a reason.

  Owen was a coworker, he reminded himself – a straight guy to boot. He just couldn’t do this. And yet, as Owen ran his hand up and down his leg, Cooper found his words of protest choked in his mouth.

  He was getting seduced by a straight guy. Worse, he was loving it.

  “It’s okay,” Owen said. “We can wait until I come out if you want. It’s completely up to you.”

  Cooper’s heart flipped over. If Owen was definitely going to come out, then there was nothing wrong with doing this now. He just needed to be assured that Owen would eventually come out. They were still coworkers. But… fuck it. He had to live a little at some point. So what if he was making the same mistake he’d made with his ex? He’d deal with the ramifications later.

  “Maybe we could just fool around a little,” he said hoarsely.

  “I’m good with that.”

  Cooper’s breathing grew heavier as Owen’s hand journeyed further up his leg. He was almost at his groin, where his cock was pressing hard against his zipper. Cooper made sure to check Owen’s expression. If he was into his cock, that would put him more at ease. To his relief, Owen looked more turned on than ever.

  For someone with so little experience, Owen was more assertive than Cooper would have expected. He pushed him down on the bed and pulled off his shirt, quickly beginning to explore his body with his fingers – and his tongue. Cooper let out a gasp as Owen licked down his abs. His cock was painful against his zipper now. “Are you trying to torture me?” he gasped out.

  Owen looked up at him, mischief in his eyes. “I’ve been thinking about doing this for about a week straight.”

  Cooper sighed and then lay back and let Owen unzip him. His cock sprang free, and he sighed again as Owen’s hand dropped to his erection. Owen jerked him off well, as if he had done this a thousand times before. He rubbed up and down the length with a practiced grip. Cooper supposed he had done it to himself, probably quite a bit. The thought of Owen masturbating turned him on even more.

  Realizing Owen had to be hard as hell by now, he reached out to please him. He longed to feel that hot, silky length between his fingers again. Yesterday, he’d been impatient to take Owen into his mouth. Now he wanted to take his time and enjoy the feeling of him.

  When he found his target, Owen gasped. Cooper stroked him lovingly. He had to laugh at how he’d once questioned Owen’s size. Owen definitely had more than enough in that department. In fact, it might even be difficult if he ever wanted to top Cooper.

  And Cooper hoped that would happen – the sooner, the better. If only Owen was already out of the closet, they could have done it now. Resisting him was hard enough when they were just sitting close to each other. Now that they were touching, Cooper craved more.

  When Owen pulled back, Cooper prepared himself for it to all be over. Maybe Owen had decided he wasn’t into cock after all. To his shock, Owen put his hand in the middle of his chest and pushed him back down when he started to sit up.

  “We’re not done yet,” Owen said.

  “What are you… oh!”

  Cooper’s hips bucked on the bed as Owen wrapped his mouth around him. He only took the tip at first, sucking the head and running his tongue along Cooper’s frenulum. Owen did this as if he knew what he was doing. Cooper was ready to scream, but pushed back his oncoming climax. He needed to draw this out, to enjoy it for what it was. He wasn’t going to miss a second of this.

  But drawing it out was hard when Owen took him deeper, his lips forming a tight seal around Cooper’s length and his mouth creating a vacuum of suction. Where had he learned this? Cooper panted, his body shaking against the mattress. He rubbed his hand over his forehead, where droplets of sweat were forming.

  He could hardly bear to look at Owen. This already felt incredible, and adding the visuals into it made it way too much. This was like something out of a porno. He allowed his hand to graze over Owen’s hair, but nothing more. Any more touching would have pushed him over the edge. His balls were tight, his seed ready to burst out. He could come at any moment.

  “I can’t take this much longer,” he admitted at last.

  “It’s not good?” Owen asked.

  “It’s too good,” Cooper said. “I can’t keep going for much longer.”

  “I thought you would want to come. After all, we’re not having sex today.” Owen gave him a mischievous grin. “Are we?”

  Cooper sat up, thinking a break would give him time to recover. But Owen kept touching him even as they started their conversation. He wasn’t going to give him any rest. “No,” Cooper groaned.

  “We couldn’t even just do it for a minute,” Owen said. “That would be too much.”

  Unable to speak, Cooper simply nodded. Yes, it would be too much.

  “Tell me the reason again, Cooper? Why can’t we do it?”

  Cooper struggled to find the words. They couldn’t, because… because… what was the reason, again? His head spun. He had never been so hard. Never wanted anyone so bad. Why was he keeping both of them from what they yearned for?

  “Maybe just for a minute,” he breathed.

  Owen licked his lips. “And if we’re going to do it for one minute, maybe two minutes would be okay.”

  Cooper’s cock was too hard for him to form a coherent thought. “Okay.” Somehow, surrendering got him even harder. His body screamed for more.

  “So we can do anal?” the “straight” guy asked. “How?”

  “It’s up to you,”
Cooper said breathlessly. “Whatever you’d like. Whatever you’re up for.”

  “I know you like both ways…”

  Cooper nodded, still more blood rushing to his cock. He wanted Owen both ways. He wanted to do everything anyone had ever imagined with this guy. He wanted Owen in every way possible.

  He wasn’t going to push Owen any further than he was comfortable. Even in his worked-up state, he was conscious that it was Owen’s first time. This wasn’t the moment to push his boundaries. “It’s probably easier if you top me this time.”

  “What do I – ”

  Cooper’s need was too urgent for him to let Owen finish. “Condoms and lube. Do you have any?”

  Owen hurried to get some, Cooper didn’t even know from where. He prepped himself quickly, opening up with his fingers while Owen got himself ready. He was in a haze of lust, unable to believe he was about to get fucked by the straight guy he had always wanted.

  It felt like he was living in a dream. Things like this didn’t happen in real life. Yet as Owen climbed on top of him, his hands roaming over him, his cock pressing to his hole, Cooper knew this couldn’t be any more real.

  “We’re going to do this?” Owen asked, hovering above him.

  Cooper arched up to peck him on the lips. “Yes. Now, please.”

  Letting his body slide to the mattress, he rested on his back – and he let out a gasp as Owen sank into him through his raised legs. His hole was tight, but Owen had lubed up well. Cooper relaxed after a moment, his walls slackening around the welcome intrusion.

  “So good,” he groaned. “Fuck… Owen…”

  He reached up, feeling Owen’s hips, his waist, his arms. He wanted to feel every part of this guy. He might not be Cooper’s boyfriend yet, and maybe this wouldn’t go anywhere. But Cooper was sure he would never regret this. Something that felt this good simply couldn’t be wrong. No matter what happened, even if the whole thing blew up in his face, it would be worth it for this moment.

  With Owen inside him, Cooper spread his legs further. He got Owen as deep into him as possible. Then he wrapped his legs around him, taking him still deeper. Cooper reached up to pull him down on top of him, chest against chest. The hardness of Owen’s torso sliding along his made it hard to fight his climax.

  “It’s good for you?” Owen asked.

  If Cooper had been at all capable, he would have laughed. That was a massive understatement. His body was alight, every nerve activated, every inch of his flesh tingling. He couldn’t remember a time when sex had been like this. He was about to lose himself.

  “It’s amazing,” he breathed. “And you… you’re having sex with another man. How do you feel?”

  Owen didn’t hesitate. “Incredible.”

  Reassured that Owen was into it, Cooper let out another groan. This guy was just too much. He ran his hand down the other man’s bicep, his cock twitching between them. So much for a first timer sucking in bed. Owen was an unbelievable lover.

  Owen’s lips touched down on his again, nothing more than a gentle brush. The heat of their encounter was one thing, but the affection in that kiss was what made Cooper lose it. He came, his body shuttering as the orgasm crashed through him. He grabbed his cock, forcing the climax further. He needed this, and he came until his seed coated both of them.

  Owen looked down at him, his face dark with lust. He slowed. “What happens now? Should I stop?”

  Another reminder that Owen was new at this. It would have been easy to forget when his first time had been like… that. “It’s okay. I can handle going a little longer. Are you close?”

  “I’m very close. I’ve been holding off.”

  Owen grabbed Cooper’s hips and thrust into him harder. Cooper’s back arched as Owen picked up the pace. This felt way too good. He couldn’t remember bottoming ever being like this. Hell, he couldn’t remember topping being like this. Owen was just all-around incredible.

  It only took a moment of the hard, fast thrusts before Cooper felt Owen’s cum pulsing into the condom. His hands squeezed Cooper’s shoulders, and Cooper looked up to take in the sight of his face. At this moment, Owen’s features were contorted with passion.

  Owen fell off after, collapsing next to Cooper. “So that’s how it works?” he asked.

  “Yeah,” Cooper said, wiping sweat off his forehead. “I think you’ve got a good handle on it.”

  “Really? It was good for you?”

  “It was amazing for me.”

  The proud look on Owen’s face was too cute to handle. “Even the ending? I didn’t know how long you wanted me to go.”

  “If you had kept going, I probably would have just gotten hard again. You can go for as long as you want.”

  “Oh, is that so?” Owen reached over for Cooper’s dick. The feeling made Cooper suck in a breath. Yes, Owen definitely liked cock. And he knew what to do with it, too.

  But there was no time. “We should probably eat before we go to work,” Cooper said.

  “Right.” Owen stood up. “I’ll reheat the pasta. In the meantime, I’ll get you some salad.”

  Cooper sat up, fidgeting slightly. Owen was bound to start feeling weird about this any second now. He had every reason to do so. This had been his first time with a guy, and right after Cooper had told him it wouldn’t happen. Cooper was about to start feeling weird about it himself.

  But as Owen placed a plate in his lap, Cooper could only see contentment on the “straight” guy’s face. Owen had the look of a thoroughly satisfied man. He sat down next to Cooper with what looked like a post-orgasmic shiver.

  “This looks fantastic,” Cooper said, focusing on the food. Owen had arranged cherry tomatoes and sliced strawberries atop a bed of leafy greens. “Very fancy.”

  “Thanks. I just like to make things look nice.” He rubbed Cooper’s knee seductively. “Plus, they say the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.”

  This guy was too perfect. If he actually came out of the closet, Cooper was going to be serious about him. There would be no question of him resisting Owen. He just wished Owen was already out.

  They chatted as they ate. To Cooper’s delight, Owen seemed to be completely fine with what had just passed between them. The conversation flowed as effortlessly as it ever had. In fact, now that the sexual tension was out of the way, it was even more natural than before.

  When Owen got up to serve the second course, Cooper took a moment to think about just how fortunate he was to be here with him. This was more than he’d ever hoped for when he’d first suspected Owen might not be hetero.

  Owen slid down next to him again. “Some tagliatelle for you.”

  After tasting it, Cooper gaped at Owen. “You’re telling me you made this?”

  Color rose to Owen’s cheeks. “Yes. From scratch, actually.”

  “And you said it was simple?”

  “In the sense that there are only a few ingredients, yes. I did only use the freshest tomatoes and a good semolina flour, though.”

  Cooper shoved another forkful into his mouth. He might not have been a foodie, but the flavors were practically exploding in his mouth. This pasta was amazing!

  As much as he praised Owen’s cooking, Owen laughed it off. “It’s nothing. I use my pasta maker all the time.” Finally he just told Cooper, “If you like it that much, you’re just going to have to come over more often.”

  That sounded good to Cooper. He would have come just for the delicious food. Add in the guy he was quickly falling for, and there wasn’t even a question.

  After scraping the last remnants of sauce off the plate, he started to take it to the sink. Owen shook his head and pulled it out of Cooper’s hands. “You’re my guest. Sit down.”

  Cooper wished he could stay here all night. It was getting late, though. “We should head over to the strip club soon.” As much as he wanted to blow off work, he was way too responsible for that, even in a situation like this.

  “I guess.”

  The reluctanc
e was just as clear in Owen’s voice. Cooper hoped Owen didn’t think he was done with him. Not even close.

  “Why don’t you come over after work?” he said. “We can pick up where we left off.”

  Twenty-One

  Owen was careful to avoid Cooper throughout their shift. They seemed to have a silent understanding that they should stay away from each other at work. For Owen’s part, he couldn’t have kept neutral if he was near Cooper. He wanted to touch and kiss him every time he saw him.

  Not looking at him was hard enough. Cooper was everywhere – on the stage, in the crowd, at the tables. Every time Owen accidentally looked at him, it was as if his every nerve caught on fire. He burned for Cooper.

  If they kept things up like this, the other strippers were going to notice something was going on between them. They would have to find out eventually, Owen supposed. He just dreaded that happening.

  He knew he was going to have to come out eventually. This thing with Cooper was definitely more than an experiment. But Owen knew the guys would make fun of him mercilessly for liking dick.

  The night finally ended, and Owen breathed a sigh of relief as he pulled Eileen up to Cooper’s door. At last they were going to be able to be alone. And he was going to be able to do what he wanted to Cooper.

  As soon as he got out of the car, Cooper was on him. “Fuck, I’ve been waiting for this all night,” Cooper growled, covering him with kisses.

  “You’re telling me. Now I understand why you didn’t want to date coworkers.”

  Cooper chuckled, his hands roaming over Owen’s body. “The sexual frustration wasn’t exactly the reason for that policy, but let’s not talk about that right now. Get inside.”

  Owen eagerly followed Cooper into the elevator. He wondered if they’d ever be able to drive over here together. Cooper could play it off like he was giving Owen a ride home. It might still attract too much suspicion. He tried not to sigh. As much as he preferred to keep this private, he kind of wished the secret could just be out in the open.

  Once they were upstairs, they fell into bed together. This was all still new and exciting for Owen. He didn’t know when he would get used to the novelty of having a man’s body instead of a woman’s. He hoped he never would. The exhilaration made him feel alive in a whole new way.