Old Dog, New Tricks

Part 1 – Coop’s
Mission

Billy Cooper couldn’t believe it.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  He’d checked and rechecked his sources, until
there was no doubt – Don Eppes had shacked up with a man.  No, it wasn’t a
delusion, an undercover assignment, or a just-friends arrangement. Coop’s
firmly heterosexual former partner was living in sin with a male DEA
agent.  It boggled his mind … and totally
woke up his libido.  Coop had lusted
after Don when they had been partners but had never made a move, certain that
it would ruin their relationship.  He
used to watch Don when they brought home girls after a successful snag.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  He would get off more due to Don’s naked,
sweaty body than the girl he himself was fucking.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Just the memory of the sounds that Don made
when he orgasmed was enough to get Coop hard.

From his years and honors in Fugitive Recovery, Coop had a
lot of leeway about what assignments he accepted.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  He took the next assignment offered that would
take him to LA.  He needed to find out
for himself what Don’s story was.  And,
he had to admit, see if he could finally get Don into bed.

Coop walked into the FBI office unannounced, looking forward
to surprising Don.  He glanced around the
office but didn’t see Don or any of Don’s team that he knew.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  There was an unfamiliar, long-haired woman, a
big blond man that looked like he could have played tight end, and … style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>whoa. 
Another man sat in a chair, his long legs propped up on a desk, a book
in one strong hand, the other hand toying with a strand of his dark, silky
hair.

The man was drop-dead gorgeous and just Coop’s type –
muscular but not bulky, tall enough to look him in the eye, full lips and an
exotic look.  He’d definitely have to get
Don to introduce him to this new agent. 
Blood was starting to head to his groin, just by looking at him.

Wait … Unless Don
had moved, that was Don’s desk that the delicious stranger was sitting at,
looking quite at home.  Could style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>this be Will Stevens, DEA?style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  If Coop had expectations at all at what Don’s
lover looked like, it was a small, feminine man with curly hair – a lot like
Don’s little brother, to be honest.  Now
he wondered why he’d ever thought that. 

The man – Will Stevens – looked up at him … and Coop took an
involuntary step backwards.   He
recovered quickly and stared back. 
Will’s black eyes bored into his, examining him, weighing him, a lot
like Don had the first time they’d met. 
Here was a second man who matched Don’s native intensity.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  A shiver went down Coop’s back.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  This was not a man who he’d want to
cross.  What the hell had Don gotten
himself into?

Will’s lips quirked and he looked away, back down at his
book.  Coop discovered he’d been holding
his breath and felt disgusted at himself. 
He’d faced down the nastiest criminals around, he should be able to hold
his ground against a mere drug dog.

Coop eyed Will more critically, remembering his shivered
reaction.  Had Don got himself in over
his head?  This was a man who could
muddle a straight guy enough to believe that he’s bi, just by sheer force of
personality.  Coop’s mission here might
be very different than he’d planned.  Don
might hate him for it, but Coop would get him out of a bad relationship if it
killed him.  His old partner deserved
that much.

At that moment, Don came around a corner and strode towards
his desk.  He was looking down at a
folder and didn’t see Coop – or Will, for that matter.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  He neared his desk then suddenly looked up
from the folder to see Will.  The
sunshine that bloomed in Don’s face left no doubt to the fact that he was in
love.  What floored Coop was the
responding smile from Will, a smile that softened his strong features and
warmed his eyes.  There was no doubt that
Will was in love with Don, as well.  Don
said something, leaning over, and Will replied, their smiles making a small
intimate world of just the two of them. 
There was also no doubt they were lovers, their bodies unconsciously
yearning towards each other.

Oh, thank you, God,
Coop said fervently.  A man who looked
and acted like Will Stevens would definitely be a top.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  That meant Don was a bottom, and Coop was
closer to being able to fuck that sweet ass than he’d ever dreamed.