It was Saturday: after work, Nick was going over to Joe's for Sunday. He was nervous: VERY nervous. He couldn't figure out what to bring, or what to wear. He LIKED this guy: he didn't know HOW MUCH he liked this guy, and he didn't want to ruin it by going too fast or too slow. He knew that Cooper wanted to take his ass, and when he thought about it, Nick felt nervous and excited. He loved it when he felt Cooper's body on top of his, that moment when he realized control had been taken from him. He had seen the restraints and other toys in Cooper's bedroom. They were intriguing. Cooper hadn't used anything more than basic stuff on him, and whenever he used it, Nick enjoyed it. "I DON'T WANNA FUCK THIS UP!" He cried out, thinking no one was around. He was wrong. His niece, Becky, was standing at the door. All of 15 years old, when Mikey died, his family took over raising her. Now, with his folks gone, Nick was it. He had arranged for her to stay with her best friend for the weekend, and while he felt guilty about it, she was thrilled. "I can wear make up, Uncle Nick?" "All you want. Just wash it off before you come home. Make sure your underwear is clean." Becky had laughed. "GOD NICK. You sound like Ya-ya (grandma)." "Your yaya was right. Nick winced. His folks had passed in a car accident when a drunk driver hit them. Now it was he and Becky. "So what don't you wanna fuck up Uncle Nick?" "BECKY! Don't use that language." Nick blushed. "I have a sleep away date this weekend too." "Oh. With that guy Cooper you're always whispering about ?" Nick got even redder. "YOU HEARD?" "OH Yeah. You mention him at least three or four times a day. You like him?" Nick paused. "I do. I just don't know if I like him 'that way'. This weekend is to try to find out if I do." "So.. what's the problem?" "Well, I'm driving to his place after work, and.. I just don't know how to pack." Becky smiled. "Good thing you have me to rely on. " She moved over to his closet. "So, do you have any ideas of what you're doing?" Nick did but he wasn't going to tell this teenager that. "Not really." "Ok. Then it's good to overpack. Let's put one good outfit together, and acasual one. Let's get a sweater...." Becky ransacked his closet. "This should do". She pulled out one. "Wear this when you leave work. Every time you wear it if my friends see you, they wanna move in." Nick laughed. It was his blue casual shirt that fit the tightest. It DID make him look good. "Ok, Becks, now shouldn't . Do you have homework?" "AH school. Geometry tests, vocabulary drills,yadda yadda . And my uncle... well EXCUSE ME. My uncle looks like I did on my first date." Nick was sweating and smiling. "I AM nervous Becks. For sure. " She came over and put her hand on his forearm. "Uncle, you take care of everyone. Let someone take care of you." He looked at her. "You don't care that it's a dude?" She laughed. "I've been wondering when you were gonna stop pretending you didn't like guys. Now gimme a kiss. I won't see you until Monday. Hope I get to meet this guy. Sounds interesting.
Joe Cooper had his own Becky , only she was a grown woman and went by Rebecca. She worked with him at his law firm. She saw him come in with his coffee on Friday, looking like he was dreaming, and she walked by his office several times that day. He always looked the same. She knocked on his door. "Joseph: where ARE you today? Sure not here." He smiled. "Hi Rebecca." Then he smiled and made a small laugh. "Don't faint. Please don't faint. Someone's coming over this weekend. Well, Sunday. I'm working on weekends" Rebecca put a file down on his desk: "You have a date?!?" Joe looked up smiling. "I know. Hard to believe isn't it?" "Well, no, I'm just... congratulations. " She paused. "You're smitten. You're TOTALLY smitten. " "I am. He's absolutely inappropriate for me. Much younger, works as a waiter... and I can't stop thinking of him." "Pictures please?" Joe smiled. He had asked someone to take a photo of he and Nick. He had his arm around Nick's shoulders, and they were both smiling like kids who just got caught with their hands in a cookie jar. "OH MY. JOSEPH. You're dating Nick the Greek!" He looked up in surprise: "You know him," and she began to laugh. "Honey, EVERY single woman in town knows Nick the Greek. He used to dance at 'Peaches and Cream' " "The strip club?" Cooper asked. "The very same. Although you know... now that I think of it. He never went buck naked. I mean, we'd see his ass, and it was a nice one." "Still is " Cooper let slip out and he blushed as Rebecca laughed. Then she sighed. "You know.. why are all the good ones guys who bat for YOUR team. You know how many women wanted to marry him?" Joe was silent. "Did he.." "NO! That was the thing! There were chicks bolder than I who DID ask him on dates. He was always polite and always kind, but he always said no. There would be crowds of horny women waiting for him in the parking lot. He'd come out with his bag: always: the spotless t shirt, the opened shirt, the tight jeans. He'd smile. OH THAT SMILE!," he'd wave , say 'thank you and good night. Hope to see you next time," and then drive off. You could hear a hundred hearts break when he stopped dancing. What did he do after that...." she looked away. "OH YEAH. RIGHT. He became a waiter at that Greek place." "That's where I met him." Rebecca smiled. "And he's your date , you cradle robber." Joe blushed. "I'm as surprised about it as you are. " "Well, I wanna hear all about it. At least I can live vicariously through my friends." She walked up to Joe's seat. "Seriously babe, it's been a long dry spell for you. You deserve it. Have an AWESOME time. Maybe he'll dance for you: he's good." "He dances" went through Joe's mind. Joe didn't dance, but he remembered the last time he had been to a stripper show. How long ago was it: 10 years? One of the bright young lawyers had made partner, and the strip club was part of the celebration. Most of the dancers were women, but at the end, there was a man. The audience, also mostly men, didn't approve. Joe, however, couldn't keep his eyes off him. He reached into his wallet to pull out a twenty, and then he stopped. Yes, the office knew, not a big deal but... he knew that he'd hear about it for a week. He'd find another place: one that was men only, he thought; but he never did.
Nick fumbled around near his locker after the Saturday shift: it was a busy one. He was tired. Had it been anyone else, he would have cancelled, and gone home to sleep, but not this guy. He was looking forward to it so much: even if he was dead on his feet, part of his body wasn't. "Am I gonna get him inside me ?" Nick asked himself, and felt the jolt of arousal. Yeah, he wanted it. And he was ready. He sucked in his gut to button the shirt, wished his colleagues a good night, and stepped out into the night air. He saw Joe's car: Joe was leaning up against it, texting someone (probably a client). He had on black jeans, and a button down underneath a jacket. "Why do I think that's so fucking sexy on him?" Nick thought. And when Joe saw Nick and smiled, well... that was even sexier. "Hello Sir" Nick walked up to him and Joe put his arms around him. "Is this ok? No one's gonna give you shit?" "I don't care. Just gimme your tongue Sir. Please." As Joe kissed Nick, his hands moved down to Nick's ass. Nick was wearing a pair of faded, tight jeans, but not the ripped ones that drove Joe wild. "He's still fucking hot, " Joe thought. Joe pulled back and smiled. "We can go someplace for a nightcap if you like, or we can catch a drink at my place. You've seen the bar. " Nick smiled and began to laugh. "Mr. Cooper, Sir, it's been hard enough for me to convince myself to do this. I'm not missing a minute I can be with you." Now Joe smiled. "Get in the car you little flirt. Let's see if I can make you regret that choice." Joe tried not to let Nick see the bulge in his pants. He didn't succeed."
In half an hour, they were sitting on Joe's sofa, two glasses of a serious red wine in front of them. Nick was cuddled at Joe's side, with Joe's arm around him. His hair was loose: he thought back to when they got to Joe's: after another long kiss, Joe asked if Nick would let his hair loose. "Oh, sure Sir. If that's how you like it," and he reached for the tail. "Nick, no. If you don't mind, may I?" Nick found the feel of Joe loosening his hair extremely erotic. The slight shoulder massage, and the kiss to his ear didn't hurt either. Nick sighed in pleasure. "Sir, I can... if you want..." Joe spun Nick around, and smiled. "Not yet. I need what's there for... other things. And you're beat to hell. " "Does it show?" Nick asked, and Joe laughed. "Big time. It's late, and you worked. Come sit, sexy." He LOVED the way Nick's shirt fit on him. He imagined sticking his finger in around Nick's navel, and tickling him until he was helpless. Again... in time, in time. Now, Joe began running his fingers back and forth on Nick's left nipple. "You like that, sexy boy?" "MMMMMMMMMMM. Yes sir." Joe pulled him tighter. "You know, seeing you there, you remind me of a dark haired Apollo." Nick laughed. "I'd rather just be sexy Nick " "Well, you're that too." Joe laughed. "I get sappy. I'll try not to." Nick looked at him. "How about, instead of sappy you get... frisky.." Joe's eyes got wide. "Frisky? After the day you had you want me to get frisky?" Nick sat up a little, took Joe's hand off his shoulder, and moved it down to his own crotch. "That answer your question, Sir?" "Big time. " He kissed Nick again. His face was serious. "How far you want to go, handsome." Nick gulped, made sure his mouth wasn't dry and answered. "All the way Sir. I wanna feel you in me. DEEP." "Don't let me fuck this up" Joe thought as the went off to the bedroom.
"NO. I'll take care of that." Joe came up behind Nick who was unbuttoning his shirt. His stubble rubbed against Nick's ear as he whispered "You could wear that shirt every time I saw you and... you'd drive me crazy every time." Nick giggled. "You're just horny you.... OOOOOOOOOOH" Joe had moved his hands up to Nick's nipples and he was working them harder. Scruff on his ear, and someone playing with his nips. "This man could do anything he wanted to with me. Right now." Joe seemed to know it. "Lay on the bed, Nick. Got to warm up before things get hot." It was sappy, but Nick didn't mind. "Yes sir." He was on his back and Joe was on top of him. He was unbuttoning Nick's shirt, button by button, licking and nibbling as more skin was exposed. When Nick's shirt was completely opened, he began circling Nick's navel, with his finger. It was a sensitive area, and Nick began to smile and squirm. "Hmmmm. So THIS is how a man gets what he wants from you." Giggling, Nick answered. "That's one Sir. I think you're figuring out the other ways, one by one. " He gave Joe a "look." "And you're gonna have to do that on your own. I'm not helping." "Hah hah. Fine with me Nick. Having you BEG for more, or for me to stop.... GRRRRRRRRRRR" He went at Nick's neck and got it. Nick moaned, and squirmed, before he relaxed and began hugging Joe, trying to bring him in closer, and closer. He almost didn't notice Joe unbutton his jeans. "I'm ready. Are you ready?" He whispered to Nick." "Yes sir." "You sure?" "No Sir." Joe ran his hand over Nick's torso. "That's the right answer, sweetie. I'd tell you to tell me when to stop... but I won't listen." "THAT was the right answer Sir." Joe said nothing, but just slipped off Nick's sneakers, then his jeans. It took a while: they were tight. "No briefs, Nick?" Nick blushed. "They get REAL sweaty when I work the restaurant Sir." Joe laughed and dug his fingers into Nick's ribs. "You were just afraid I was gonna steal another paper." Nick squealed as Joe found hot spot after hot spot. "You have me out. You do. I think I need to get punished for lying to you Sir." "That's tomorrow. Tonight is... Well." Joe stripped. Nick "knew what he was getting." Objectively, Joe was not built, he was not crazy attractive, or anything like that, but that night, to Nick, he was the sexiest man in the world. He winced as Joe started putting his cock into Nick's ass, as he held Nicks ankles firmly. He didn't ask Nick how it felt, which suited Nick just fine. He just wanted to be TAKEN. "Harder Sir. Please. Harder. OH YES YES YES." Nick moaned as Joe listened and moved faster and thrust harder. "You like that sexy boy?" "OH YEAH. I want MORE. MORE SIR. PLEASE. FUCK ME DEEP SIR. DEEP AND HARD." Joe smiled and thought "this is NOT what I expected, and I love it." He stopped thrusting and just let his cock throb inside of Nick. He had done that before to other men, and Nick reacted the way they did: squirming, moaning, begging for more. "I'm gonna cum in you Nick. You ok with that. " "OH SHIT YES SIR. DUMP IT IN ME. PLEASE. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH YES." Joe thrust one more time and then... he was filling this sweet young man with his cum while he covered his lips with a kiss. He didn't let go when he finished shooting. Neither did Nick. They were both breathing hard. Finally, Nick said "I hope that's gonna happen again tomorrow Sir." "At least twice," was Joe's response. He'd need some chemical help to get the second one done, but he was NOT going to let this boy go home without what he wanted . "Your turn kid" Nick yawned. "Can I wait until tomorrow Sir? I was tired when I came over, and you just wore me out." "You did a pretty good job of wearing me out too. I'm up way past my bedtime." "I'm gonna try to keep you up 24/7, wink wink nudge nudge" Nick smiled.
Joe kissed his forehead. "Time to sleep?" "Will you let me cuddle against you Sir?" "I'm requiring it. " "Good night Sir. Thank you for everything so far." Joe held Nick close. "And thank you. " And as he said it , he thought to himself "Don't fuck this up, Cooper." Ironically, Nick was thinking "Don't fuck this up Nick."
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