John Cooper was a controlling, cocky & if you could get the side out of him, a predatory ass hole. He got what he wanted because he was brooding and rough. He wasn't different with anyone, except Ben Sherman. The two were complete opposites: Ben a good guy, let everyone have a second change. Cooper was an ass, he let no one control him. Maybe that's what had gotten them in this position.
Ben was pinned beneath Cooper as his neck was bitten and sucked. Cooper was breathing heavily, his hands gripping Ben's wrist above his head in a vice like grip. Ben was squirming, bucking his hips up against Cooper's. John brought a hand down on Ben, stilling him. He pressed his thumb into a spot just below Ben's hips making him moan in ecstasy. The noise just spurred Cooper on as he worked on Ben's shirt. A few seconds passed and Cooper got frustrated. He ripped the buttons off and pushed the shirt of Ben's shoulders. His tongue flicked over a nipple as his other hand pinched and fondled the other.
"Fuck sir," Ben groaned and wiggled below his former TO. Cooper gave a humorless laugh and kissed and licked his way down Ben's stomach.
"Don't call me that when I'm about to fuck you senseless," Cooper growled and bit down on Ben's neck, drawing blood.
"Awh, the other officers usually like it," Ben murmured and let out a growl when Cooper bit down hard on his hip.
"Shut up," Cooper replied, quickly undoing Ben's belt and unbuttoned his pants, pulling them off, leaving him naked in front of him. He quickly pulled off his shirt and undid his pants sliding them off and grabbing some lube off his dresser before climbing back on top of Ben. He didn't hesitate before wrapping his mouth around Ben's cock. Ben bucked his hips up in surprise. It didn't take long for Ben to be on the verge of coming with the way Cooper would pull back and deep throating him again. Just before he came John pulled away and poured a hand full of lube on his hand and lathered his own cock in it. He rubbed lube on his fingers before he found Ben's hole, slipping two fingers in. Ben let mewled a little at sensation and thrusted his hips onto John's fingers. Cooper expertly stretched him and pulled out. John pulled Ben on top of him and slowly slid his cock into him. He moaned loudly and stilled his rowdy partner.
"Fuck," John moaned as Ben began to bounce a little, rolling his hips in expertise. Ben wrapped his hand around his own cock and started jerking off. Cooper felt his eyes roll in the back of his head. Jesus, he had had many partners, but Ben was eager and so fucking tight. He was younger than any guy John had fucked, John didn't care because he really couldn't focus on his thoughts with the way Ben was moving and how he was moaning. John opened his eyes and the site almost sent him over the edge. Sherman had sweat dripping down his face, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were pure black and his lips were parted and red. John batted Ben's hand away from his cock and wrapped his large hand around it.
"Oh shit," Ben moaned and thrusted his hips faster. He was close & John could tell he was too. John ran a tight fist up Ben's shaft and Ben panted, his breaths coming out in jagged gasps. Ben came hard, his fluids went all over John's chest and the white sheets. John followed seconds after, shooting his seed into Ben. A moan fell from John's lip's as he finished. Ben slowly got off his partner and fell to the side.
"Don't fall asleep on me Boot, we have a few more rounds," John replied as he got up to take a piss. Ben laughed out of his nose. He knew they would play no other game because hell, it was Cooper and Cooper was well Cooper.
Author's Note: Hm, I think his was pretty good for my first time in a year or so. I hope you liked it.