Chapter Three
Tyler
It was a damn good thing I didn’t have work today because my mind wouldn’t stop racing long enough for me to sleep last night. I kept thinking about Cole’s reference to me being enticing with my shirt off, which led to me imagining him with his shirt off…and then with all his clothes off. Needless to say, my dick had really liked that idea and I had a hard-on for most of the night that no amount of masturbation would cure, and believe me I gave it a really, really good try. I’m not sure if I should enjoy the fact that I had three of the best orgasms of my life fantasizing about Cole, or if I should be depressed that I’ve never had an orgasm that intense while actually having sex with another man. Now I was on my way to his house and my nerves were on fire anticipating seeing him after all the ways I imagined him last night.
Cole lived in a nice neighborhood, like really nice. Don’t get me wrong, I had a nice house and all of my neighbors were good people, but most of the houses on my street would fit inside of one of the houses where Cole lived, and his house was no exception. He lived in a two-story brick house with a privacy fence around the back yard. If I had to guess from observing it from my car I’d say he had close to 3,000 square feet. Clearly, he had done well for himself in life.
When I pulled into the driveway the garage door opened and Cole came walking out with Ozzie and Bella on either side of him, and a big smile on his face. What got my heart racing, however, was the fact that he was not wearing a shirt. When I stepped out of my car my body’s reaction to him increased tenfold as I took in every muscle running down his body and disappearing beneath his shorts. Apparently, he’d been outside for a while because his six-pack…no wait, that was more like an eight-pack…was glistening with sweat and I was itching to get my hands on him, and my tongue.
I ran my hand over my face to try to clear my head. I was here to work on my car, not to act out my fantasies of Cole in his driveway for all his neighbors to watch.
“Hey, Tyler,” Cole said with a smile. “I’m glad you found the place.”
I smirked. “I don’t think anyone could live here their whole life and not know where Brighten Parkway is located. This is the neighborhood we always came to for Halloween. They had the best candy.”
Cole laughed. “True. So, I cleared out the garage that way we can work in there. It has a back door that opens up to the fenced in yard that way the dogs can play back there while we work.”
I looked in the garage and back to the sweat beads covering Cole’s chest. He hadn’t just been out in the heat, he had been out here working in his garage to make room for working on my car. He was going out of his way to help me and here I was eye-fucking him from the second I pulled into his driveway. I was an ass.
“You didn’t have to go through all that trouble,” I told him.
He waved his hand at me. “It wasn’t any trouble. I needed to clean the garage out anyway. Gave me the push I needed to get the rest of my stuff cleared out of there and unpacked since the move.”
“I really appreciate it.”
“Not a problem. Glad I can help.” Cole pointed behind him toward the garage with his thumb. “You wanna pull the car in and I’ll grab us a couple waters from the fridge. We’re gonna need it. It’s fucking hot out today.”
“Okay.”
I got back in my car and slowly pulled it into the garage while Cole went inside to grab water. He came walking back into the garage from a side door leading to the house just as I got out of my car again.
***
We spent the next four hours working on my car. Really, Cole fixed my car while I held something or handed him tools here and there. When we were done the thing ran better than it had in a long time, and we were both covered in dirt, oil, and sweat.
Cole grabbed a rag from his work bench and wiped his face. “What do you say we shower and then grab a bite to eat?”
I felt my jaw drop involuntarily at his words. Even though the intelligent side of my brain knew he had not meant for it to sound like he was suggesting we get in the shower together, the rest of my body heard it just that way. It was a good thing I was standing behind my open car door after shutting the engine off because there was no way Cole would have missed the hard-on I was suddenly sporting.
“So?” Cole prompted when I didn’t answer right away.
“Yeah, that sounds good. I could use some food. Want me to meet you back here after I run home and clean up, or just meet you somewhere to eat?”
Cole smiled. “You can shower here. No need to drive home and back again.”
My heart was pounding. Take a shower here! I didn’t think I could handle being naked in the same house as Cole. Besides, I was going to have to take care of the problem currently tenting the front of my shorts before we went out for dinner. I held up my grease-stained shirt. “I think I’m gonna need some clean clothes to go along with that shower. My house isn’t that far, and it’ll give me a chance to put some miles on my freshly tuned engine.” I patted the roof of my car.
“I’ve got clothes here,” Cole said.
I looked him up and down and rolled my eyes. “I’m flattered, but I don’t think I could fill out anything that fits you.”
Cole smirked and winked at me. “I wasn’t always this buff. I’m sure I’ve got something you can wear. Come on. I’m starving, and if you go home it’ll be that much longer before we get to eat.”
He really wasn’t giving up on me staying and showering here, and I had to admit I was pretty damn hungry myself. Hell, it was a big house. There was likely a shower far enough away from Cole’s room that I might be able to take my mind off him being naked so close by. My dick twitched at that thought and I knew that was definitely not going to happen. “If you think you’ve got clothes I guess that works. I’m pretty hungry myself.”
“Good.”
As soon as Cole turned to walk in the house I quickly adjusted myself to get rid of the tent growing in the front of my shorts before following behind him. The garage led into a kitchen that I imagined would be a chef’s dream. Hell, I was pretty sure I could fit my kitchen, dining room, and living room in the massive space. I followed Cole through the living room toward the back of the house where we entered the largest bedroom I’d ever seen. Cole went into a walk-in closet that was bigger than my master bathroom and came out holding a button-down shirt and a pair of dark jeans.
“Here, I think these should fit,” he said as he held the clothes out to me. “You can grab a pair of boxers and some socks from those top drawers.” He pointed to a black dresser on the other side of the bed, and then he pointed to a door next to the closet he’d just exited. “The shower is through that door.”
“I don’t have to take up your shower. Isn’t there a guest bathroom?”
“Yeah, but I don’t have it stocked in there yet. I’m not used to all this space yet. I’m gonna get the dogs fed while you’re in there.”
Cole walked out of his bedroom and left me alone. Walking into the bathroom I slowly pulled off my sweaty clothes and got in his large, glass shower. There were multiple shower heads running up a bar at the front of the shower, and one big shower head that hung directly above my head. I turned the water on and shut my eyes when the hot water hit me. Those extra shower heads felt great on my back.
Opening my eyes, I found the shampoo and quickly washed my hair. Once it was rinsed clean I grabbed the soap and began lathering up my body. I tilted my face up, with my eyes closed, and let the water run over my face as I ran the soap over my body. Thoughts of Cole in this shower, naked with the water running over his hard body, and his hand wrapped around his hard dick filled my mind and I felt my own dick grow harder. I was so fucking hard I was afraid that I’d cum the second I ran the soap over myself.
I heard a door open and quickly straightened my head and opened my eyes. Cole was standing in front of the shower biting his lip. His eyes were locked on my dick which was standing straight up against my stomach. He slowly looked up, and when his eyes met mine they were dark with lust. Cole reached down and quickly unbuttoned his shorts and shoved them to the ground. He watched me for a moment, possibly waiting for me to say something to object. When I just kept watching him, he opened the shower door and stepped in closing the door behind him.
I didn’t realize I was holding my breath until Cole brought his hands up and placed them on either side of my face. “Is this okay?” he asked.
I let my eyes drop to his mouth, taking in his soft lips which were a perfect contrast to the dark stubble lining his defined jaw. When I looked back up into his eyes I nodded. “Fuck yes.”
Cole crushed his mouth to mine and it was like lightning rushed through my entire body; I could feel his lips everywhere. I brought my arms to his waist and moved forward, eliminating what little space had been left between our bodies. I could feel his dick rubbing against mine as our bodies pressed together and I moaned into his mouth. Cole made this deep sound in the back of his throat, and the sound was so sexy it went straight to my dick making it throb even harder.
Cole pulled his mouth away from mine and quickly turned us around so my back was pressed against the back of the shower, and just as quick his mouth was on mine again. He began moving his hips and grinding our dicks together. I reached my hand down between us and wrapped it around both of our erections, then I started moving it up and down, twisting slightly when I reached the tips. Cole pulled his mouth from mine and buried his face in my neck, nibbling at the sensitive skin just above my shoulder. “Fuck, Ty. You’re gonna make me cum,” he groaned.
“That’s the point,” I said. My voice was raw with my need for this man.
Cole kissed up my neck and over my jaw, then made his way back to my ear and whispered, “When I cum I want my dick buried inside you, and I want to feel your tight ass squeeze around me when your own orgasm rips from you.”
I’d never had my knees go weak before, but they damn sure nearly gave out with Cole’s words. He lifted his head and met my eyes. I grabbed his face and kissed him. “What the hell are you waiting for? Fuck me, now.”
Cole flipped me around and I braced myself against the shower with my hands. I heard something being squirted out of a bottle, and then his fingers were at my ass. He reached around my waist and took my dick in his hand, slowly pumping me before he pushed the first finger inside. I ground my ass against his hand, and he quickly worked in two more fingers. My body was on fire and I was fighting the urge to cum right away. “Cole, I want you inside me. Now!”
He didn’t waste another minute. He released my dick and used his hand to turn my face so he could kiss me again, then he pulled his hand away from my ass and immediately I felt his dick nudging against me. “If I hurt you tell me to stop.”
I turned my head and met his eyes. “You won’t.”
I kissed him as he moved his hips forward, filling me inch by inch. “You feel fucking amazing,” he said through gritted teeth.
“So do you,” I said. “Now, move.”
Cole pulled back and pushed back in, filling me completely. I cried out, nearly cumming with that first thrust. He moved his hands to my hips and gripped tight, then he began pumping into me hard and fast. With one hand still pressed against the shower wall I wrapped my other hand around my dick and started jerking in time with his thrusts. Cole’s hips started moving faster and he brought his mouth to my neck, kissing and nibbling my sensitive skin. “Cum with me,” he commanded.
I didn’t need any more encouragement. Cole thrust into me, hard, and I felt him shudder against me as he came. My dick jerked in my hand as my orgasm ripped through me, covering my hand and the shower wall in front of me. Cole wrapped his arms around me from behind and I let my head fall back to rest on his shoulder while we both caught our breath. Reaching up, Cole turned my face toward his and gave me a slow, soft kiss. When he pulled back he smiled. “I told you it would be better for you to just shower here.”
I laughed. “You were more than right about that.” Our laughter was interrupted by the sound of Cole’s stomach growling. “I guess we really should wash off so we can get something to eat before you starve to death,” I said with a smile.
Cole smiled back. “Yeah. I told you I was starving.” He winked at me before grabbing the soap and washing up.