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This work contains graphic language and sexual content between two men and is not intended

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To Nicole. Hope it lived up to your expectations.

Written as part of the “Love is Always Write” event sponsored by the M/M Romance

Group on Goodreads. Visit them at: http://www.goodreads.com/group/show/20149

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AN ORAL FIXATION

By Piper Vaughn

****

Quinn Reed had been in love with Cooper Bradshaw for 2 years, 4 months, 19 days, 3 hours, and

42 minutes. He knew the exact time, down to the very minute, because he’d thought about it

constantly pretty much every day since. In his head he referred to it as The Moment of

Realization . They were sitting in their Digital Visual Effects class a couple months into their

sophomore year at the University of Utah when suddenly Professor Yamura told an off-color

joke that made the entire class burst into laughter. Quinn looked over at Coop, who was

straddling his computer chair and leaning on the seatback. His dark hair was covered by his

signature black New York Yankees hat (backward like always), and he was grinning that broad,

gorgeous grin that had never failed to make Quinn feel a bit light in the chest. Then, completely

at random, Coop glanced sideways at Quinn and gave him a little suggestive flick of his tongue,

and— bam! —that was it. That was the very second Quinn realized that all of the weird little

things he’d been feeling for Cooper since the previous semester—the stomach flips, the tingles

whenever Coop touched him, the breathless, pulse-pounding anticipation whenever Coop stood

too close—had somehow, unbeknownst to him, coalesced into one fierce, burning, searing, gut-

deep emotion: love.

The problem with being in love with someone like Cooper Bradshaw was that he seemed to be

incapable of being single for very long. He’d had a girlfriend most of sophomore year, followed

by a brief but volatile affair with a hot but slightly crazy TA from the math department. (Quinn

still hated that guy.) Junior year had been a parade of boyfriends of all shapes and sizes, from a

tiny, super flamboyant, cross-dressing twink to one of the tall, thickly muscled African American

players on the basketball team, followed by a short stint with a bubbly blond cheerleader named

Chloe who’d set Quinn’s teeth on edge.

Unfortunately that was also the year they’d moved into a four-bedroom apartment in Benchmark

Plaza with Patrick and Lonnie. Quinn got the room between Coop and Lonnie and suffered

through dozens of nearly unbearable nights trying to ignore the sex-a-thons happening on both

sides. He didn’t give two craps what—or who—Lonnie did. It was listening to Cooper that killed.

It wasn’t as if Quinn spent all his time pining for Coop. He’d dated on and off. He’d even had a

casual boyfriend for most of sophomore year and a more serious one the next. But his luck

seemed to be that whenever Cooper happened to be single, Quinn was otherwise involved, and

no matter how in love he might have been with Cooper, the idea of ditching his boyfriend for the

mere possibility of starting something with Coop had struck him as selfish and wrong. Of course

it was only afterward that it occurred to him it might have been even more unfair to stay with

those guys when he was admittedly in love with someone else. Luck, she sure was one flighty

bitch. And hindsight liked to regularly slap him in the face.

Given their history of bad timing, Quinn thought it was something of a miracle they were both

currently single and about to spend spring break together road tripping through California with

their roommates. Cooper had returned to school the previous semester with a long distance

boyfriend back home—Simon, a former high school flame he’d reconnected with over the

summer. Quinn had been broken up with his own boyfriend, Gabe, since the middle of July, but

a handful of visits from Simon had convinced Quinn that him being single or not, any chance he

might have had with Cooper was gone. Simon was beautiful, funny, smart, modest…and sadly

impossible to hate. Quinn had liked him despite himself, and though he’d done his best to hide

his rather inconvenient crush on Cooper (to put it mildly), he suspected Simon had known—and

been kind anyway. That had only earned the guy another million and a half cool points in

Quinn’s book, no matter how much he’d wished he could be the one in Cooper’s arms instead.

Simon and Cooper’s relationship had ended suddenly over winter break, which came as a

surprise to everyone, most of all Quinn. They’d seemed so perfect for one another, but when

Quinn had asked Cooper about what’d happened, Coop had simply shaken his head and said that

Simon deserved better. Curiosity almost compelled Quinn into asking Cooper what he meant, but

he’d managed to keep that—and his excitement—at bay. It seemed wrong to be excited about the

demise of what appeared to be an ideal relationship. If he loved Cooper, Quinn’s first wish for

him should have been happiness, right? Even if that happiness didn’t include Quinn. But

naturally, that feeling only lasted so long. It was hard not to be thrilled that Cooper was single

again when Quinn was unattached himself. He’d been praying for that very thing for years, after

all, and as much as a part of Quinn really did miss Simon, he couldn’t actually say he was sad

Cooper and Simon were over. He thought maybe his time had finally come. Except, well, Coop

had been so subdued since the breakup, so sad and quiet and strangely un-Cooper-like. He hadn’t

even gone on any dates or had a single hookup as far as Quinn knew. That, out of everything else,

was the weirdest part.

As much as Quinn wanted him, he couldn’t bring himself to make a move in the face of all that

melancholy. It was only as their road trip approached and winter melted into a brisk and sunny

spring that some of the gloom lifted. Cooper slowly came out of his funk and returned to his

normal, playful, flirtatious self. And still he hadn’t started dating anyone. Quinn thought it was a

sign. Had to be. This really was his time. Right now. Spring break. There was only one thing left

to do: convince Cooper to take a chance and see if they could make even better lovers than

friends.

****

“Daddy, are we there yet?” Lonnie’s voice was whiny enough to make a ten-year-old proud.

From his position behind the wheel of the old Ford Escape they’d used to make the drive from

Utah to California, Cooper grinned and cast a quick glance at him over his shoulder. “Don’t

make me pull this car over and come back there, young man.”

Quinn chuckled and looked sideways at Lonnie, who appeared to be contemplating Cooper’s

words.

“The good kind of coming or the bad?” Lonnie asked.

In the passenger seat, Patrick snorted. “There’s a bad kind?”

“Well, if he came in my eye, I’d call that the bad kind.”

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