Later Never Comes

Title: Later Never Comes
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: incest, slash, language, threesome, PWP
Spoilers: S2
Pairings: Cooper/Lucas/Nathan
Summary: Sequel to Tease. If you’re going to do something wrong, at least do it right.
Disclaimer: I do not claim to own the characters in the fic, nor do I make money from borrowing them.
Author’s note: I left myself open for a sequel (bad habit!) and people asked, so…sequel. Albeit, a bit late.


The moment Lucas excuses himself to go to the bathroom, Cooper corners Nathan in the kitchen, a burning question running through his mind. “You got a thing for this brother of yours?” He whispers quietly, his hips nudging against Nathan’s as he leans in close. The contact would look meaningless to just about anyone else, but right now they’re looking for any excuse to touch, and this is as close as they’re going to get with Lucas in the apartment.

Nathan looks surprised by Cooper’s question, possibly even fearful that Cooper has uncovered yet another of his dirty little secrets. But he isn’t giving anything away that easily. “Jealous?”

“Not if I get to join in.” Cooper continues, smiling as Nathan’s eyes practically pop out of his head.

“Cooper!” Nathan warns. “Lucas won’t be into it…don’t say anything!”

“He’s into it,” Cooper assures Nathan. “And so are you.”

Nathan doesn’t have time to answer that before Lucas reappears from the bathroom, innocent smile on his face. “Go sit down, I’ll get us a drink,” Nathan tells them both, his voice almost failing him from flustered embarrassment.

Lucas watches them curiously out the corner of his eye, catching Cooper’s hand lingering on Nathan’s ass as he slides past him. It’s subtle, probably unnoticeable to most people. But then Lucas isn’t most people and when his brother and his brother’s uncle are touching each other inappropriately, he’s damn well going to notice. And blush, apparently, which he’s prone to doing when he thinks about things he knows he shouldn’t. Especially when said thoughts are about someone standing across the room from him, oblivious to just how naked they are in Lucas’ head.

“So, tell me about Nathan.” Cooper interrupts Lucas’ thoughts, catching the look of startled guilt on the blond’s face as he realises someone is watching him. Cooper sits down opposite, leaning back with legs splayed out almost obscenely.

“Nathan?” Lucas almost squeaks, sure the grin Cooper is giving him is far too knowledgeable for its own good. He imagines that this is what Nathan would have turned out like if he hadn’t fallen for Haley, cocky as hell and utterly fuckable.

“Yeah. He’s an ass, right? Just like his dad.” Cooper smirks, before realising his mistake. “Right, that’d be your dad too…”

“I got all the good genes,” Lucas quips, throwing his brother a smug grin, relieved at the excuse to look away from Cooper’s jean-covered crotch, which is far too distracting for Lucas’ liking.

Nathan makes an indignant sound of protest as he joins them from the kitchen, three cold beers in his hand. He passes them to his brother and uncle, before sitting down beside Lucas. Cooper’s hand, resting on his abdomen, starts to slide down his shirt and towards the waistband of his jeans, dipping under the material. His eyes lock with Nathan’s, loving the mixed look of fear and arousal that his nephew tries so hard to hide.

Lucas frowns down at his beer, oblivious to the passing between Nathan and Cooper. “A bit early, isn’t it?” He’s still worried about the younger Scott’s alcoholic behaviour, despite the drastic change he sees before him now Cooper is here. He finally catches the look between Nathan and Cooper, one that warrants at least the smallest of suspicions that the two are up to something. But he lets it pass without raising questions, sipping a beer he doesn’t really want just because everybody else is doing it.

“Lighten up, would you? We’re celebrating,” Nathan tells him, clinking his bottle against Cooper’s for effect.

“And we’re celebrating…?” Lucas dares to ask.

“Being single,” Cooper answers before Nathan can say anything. “And being three incredibly handsome, young…”

“Some of us, at least,” Nathan interrupts, laughing at the warning look he gets from Cooper.

Lucas smiles at their banter, each sip of beer slowly tasting better until his bottle is empty and Nathan is quickly passing him another. “You trying to get me drunk?” Lucas only half-jokes, leaning forward in his chair, his eyes crossing from Nathan to Cooper. “What are you up to?”

“You’re paranoid, Luke,” Nathan assures him, sitting that little bit closer to his brother than Lucas remembers him being five minutes ago.

“And you keep looking at each other with one of those expressions,” Lucas reports. “And I think you are trying to get me drunk.”

“Brains, too?” Cooper looks impressed. “Better watch out for this one.”

“I knew it.” Lucas exclaims, proudly. “Something’s going on between the two of you, and this is your way of telling me. Getting me drunk.”

“Telling?” Nathan frowns.

“More like, showing.” Cooper corrects him, slyly.

That, Lucas wasn’t expecting. “What?”

“Nathan thinks you’re not up for it,” Cooper tells him, leaning forward in his chair. “But I’ve only known you for a few hours and already I can tell just how badly you want to get into his pants.”

“Whose pants?” Lucas asks, knowing full well what he’s being accused of but hoping that by playing dumb, he’ll look a lot more innocent than he actually is.

“Cooper, don’t tease him. Not all of us are perverts,” Nathan chastises, throwing Lucas a worried look. “It’s cool if you’re not into it.”

“But you are?” Lucas questions, his mouth getting dry and his heart beating ridiculously fast. “Are you two…?”

Cooper shrugs. “In my defence, he kept walking round with practically nothing on. And he knows how fucking hot he is.”

“Are you freaking out?” Nathan asks him, studying the blond’s dazed expression for signs of disgust or anger. Much to his relief, he finds none. “Luke, just say the word and I’ll stop, okay?”

“But…!” Lucas tries to protest, but his face is flushing red and the hand Nathan is slipping across the top of his thigh and down between his legs isn’t going to have to look hard to find out just how much he does want it. His eyes close the second Nathan’s hand brushes over his cock, sending a shiver of arousal through his body so fast he’s afraid he’s not going to last a few seconds. And considering how long he’s thought about this, a few seconds isn’t going to be enough. “Nathan,” he whispers unintentionally, opening his eyes just as Nathan moves over him, lips crashing against his own in a desperately overdue kiss.

Nathan feels Cooper’s hand in his hair and breaks the kiss to look up at him, needing to make sure this is still okay. But the look of pure arousal is answer enough, not to mention the raging hard on. Nathan looks back down at Lucas, sees the desperation in the blond’s eyes and smiles. “Bedroom?”

Lucas nods, not trusting himself to use words right now. Before he can even get to his feet, Nathan’s pulling him up and dragging him by the wrist, Cooper letting them pass before following closely behind. It’s almost surreal as the two men guide him down onto the bed before beginning to strip off, exposing muscle-defined chests that couldn’t be any more perfect. Not wanting to fall behind, Lucas quickly pulls his own shirt over his head and tosses it to the side, barely enough time to turn back around before Nathan is on him, pushing him down onto his back while Cooper drags his pants from around his hips.

“Wanted to do this for a long time,” Nathan admits, leaning down to kiss his chest softly, leaving a trail of wet kisses before he starts teasing Lucas’ left nipple with his tongue.

Lucas’ back arches slightly and his muscles tense, the sensation taking control of his body. As he looks up at Cooper, kneeling beside them on the bed with his hand playing in Nathan’s hair idly, he nervously asks, “Not joining in?”

“Don’t wanna freak you out.” Cooper explains, inching closer.

“Not going to,” Lucas assures him, wincing as Nathan bites him playfully.

Nathan sits back up and exchanges a smile with Cooper, before dragging the older man into the deepest kiss Lucas has ever seen. All he can do is lie there and watch the two men practically devour each other, so turned on he can’t help but begin to slide his hand across his erection, slowly bringing himself off.

Breaking the kiss, Nathan shifts back to help Lucas sit up, moving himself until he’s behind the blond. He then urges Lucas and Cooper closer until they’re kissing, tentative and unsure at first, but as Cooper has never been exactly shy about things like this, it’s soon all hands on cheeks, teeth playfully biting lips and moans of pure pleasurable torment.

It seems like forever before Cooper releases him and already his lips feel swollen, kissed and sucked until they throb with the same beat as the blood flowing directly to his hard on. He realises Nathan has disappeared from his side and for a moment, worries the younger boy has left him. A worry that is soon dismissed as Nathan returns with a small tube in his hand.

“Cooper packs more lube than he does clothes,” Nathan jokes, holding the stuff they’d already made good use of the night before.

“Which am I more likely to need?” Cooper asks with a grin, dragging Nathan back down onto the bed.

“I’m beginning to think you came here solely to fuck me, not console me,” Nathan accuses, teasingly, leaning into his uncle’s hold.

“Good thing they’re not mutually exclusive.” Lucas chips in, grabbing the lube off Nathan. “You know I’ve never done this before, right?”

Cooper swipes the lube back from Lucas and smiles. “I already taught one Scott boy. And you’re supposed to be the smart one.”

“I should not be so turned on by this.” Lucas mutters to himself as his brother pushes him back down onto his back.

Nathan just chuckles as he begins kissing and biting at Lucas’ collarbone, eager to enjoy every inch before the moment passes and his chance is lost. The way his brother responds to every last touch is enough to make his already hard cock beg for attention, he didn’t think it was possible to be so turned on. “Wanna fuck you so bad.” He whispers into Lucas’ neck, almost too quiet for Lucas to hear.

All Lucas can manage is a “please” in response, hoping that both Cooper and Nathan just take control here and save him the embarrassment of begging them both to shut the fuck up and give him whatever it is they so obviously want to share.

The moment Nathan’s slicked up finger eases its way inside him, Lucas knows he’s never getting back from this, yet some how, he can’t bring himself to care. Barely aware of Cooper’s quiet words of encouragement, Lucas is gently stretched open, ready for Nathan’s impatient erection just waiting to take the place of his fingers. He is, however, more than aware of the switch, grunting in pain as Nathan forces his cock past the resistant muscle, easing inside his brother with a guttural moan. On Cooper’s instruction, Nathan hesitates, allowing Lucas the time to adjust, before attempting to slip deeper inside him.

But then Nathan isn’t the only thing to think about, as Cooper positions himself over by Lucas’ head, obviously looking for something more substantial than a kiss.

Lucas looks up eagerly at the older man before glancing down at his erection, his body shaking from the effort of adjusting to being filled by his brother’s cock. “Do you want me to…?”

“You do whatever you want, kid. Just relax and enjoy it, okay?” Cooper suggests, reaching down to run his thumb over Lucas’ bottom lip affectionately.

“Want to,” Lucas admits, barely above a whisper, his eyes closing as he struggles to deal with another inch inside him. “Fuck, God, Nathan…”

“Too much?” Nathan worries, stilling his movements and looking at Cooper for guidance.

“S’okay, just hurts. Don’t stop,” Lucas demands.

Slowly wrapping a fist around his erection, Cooper begins to slide his hand up and down his cock, watching Lucas’ expression of confused pleasure, as if the boy can barely tell the difference between the ache of being stretched open and the utter pleasure of being fucked for the first time…the look is so beautiful Cooper can barely keep himself from coming there and then.

Having overcome the initial pain, Lucas looks shyly over at Cooper once again, subconsciously licking his dry lips in anticipation. “Can I?”

Cooper refrains from blurting out just how badly he wants to see the blond’s lips wrapped around his cock and instead gives a subtle nod, easing down to meet the eager mouth whist helping Lucas hold his head up.

At the sight of his brother taking his uncle down his throat, Nathan thrusts deeper into Lucas without realising, his cock aching with how much he needs this. Cooper’s look of pure ecstasy as Lucas’ mouth began to work his erection is enough to push the young jock over the edge. Forgetting himself, he begins to fuck Lucas unsteadily, hands gripping the boy’s hips as he continues to pick up speed.

The sounds of surprised pleasure Lucas makes at Nathan’s enthusiasm begin to vibrate against Cooper’s cock, causing the man to throw back his head and utter a groan so feral both boys break out of their daze. Cooper is loosing it at just how good his cock feels encased in the hot, wetness of Lucas’ mouth, tongue sliding against the length until his balls tense, ready to come.

Nathan, meanwhile, is so preoccupied with how tightly Lucas’ ass is squeezing his cock he can barely think straight. The sight of his brother laid out before him, eagerly sucking his uncle off right before his eyes…it’s too much to handle. Before he can say a word, he’s coming deep and hard inside the dazed boy, fingers digging into pale skin hard enough to leave a mark.

Groaning as he’s filled from both ends, Lucas desperately tries to jerk himself off, the warm sensation of Nathan’s cum inside him mirroring the load Cooper is shooting down his throat. He knows he isn’t going to last long, he’s so overwhelmed with new sensations and fulfilled fantasies that he’s afraid he’s going to wake up to reality any second now.

Moments before he can come, Lucas feels lips against the tip of his cock, a tongue brushing across the slit before a mouth engulfs his length, swallowing him deep down to the base. He doesn’t look up, his body too wrapped up in it’s impending orgasm to make any kind of movement besides the shaky breathing and tensed jerks as he prepares to come down the talented mouth. A hand gently begins massaging his balls and within seconds he’s coming so hard his back arches off the bed as he screams with the release he’s finally been rewarded with, obscenities flowing from his lips erratically.

“You’ve got a dirty mouth, Luke.” Nathan laughs, sliding down to lie beside his worn out brother.

“You have no idea.” Cooper smirks, watching over both of them. “Well, I think I’ve corrupted enough of Tree Hill’s youth for now. Maybe it’s time I leave you two to it.”

“You’re not leaving are you?” Lucas asks, still mildly out of breath and his eyes unfocused from the high of the orgasm.

“Take care of my nephew,” Cooper instructs, slapping Lucas’ thigh playfully. “And Nathan, stay out of trouble.”

“Coop, you don’t have to go,” Nathan begins, wearily. “I like having you around.”

“That’s what all the boys say,” Cooper jokes, locating his jeans. “I think I’ve done enough damage here. I’m gonna let you two do your own.”

“Cooper?”

“Nate?” The older man asks, hovering at the bedroom door.

“Thanks.” Nathan smiles, gratefully.

Cooper rolls his eyes amusedly and makes his exit, the sound of him gathering his things from the living room a distant noise to the two teenagers.

“Should we worry about this now?” Lucas asks, stretched out and far too relaxed for the kind of conversation he’s hinting at.

Nathan drapes an arm across the older boy’s chest. “How ‘bout later?” He smiles peacefully and buries his face into the crook of Lucas’ neck, hoping later never comes.

The End.