EroticReverie

Cooper Callahan

When I get home. I make a post on Twitter. A basic “Game Day Coming. Ready to win.” And making a hashtag as well as tagging the teams Twitter. 

For the “TikTok” I just upload a clip of the team on the ice today during practice and warmups that Josie sent me along with several other photos and videos from today. 

I message her on Instagram. 

“Tiktok complete.” I say and she hearts the message. 

“You can do better than just uploading a video from practice Callahan.” She types and I frown. 

“You didn’t say I had to upload a video of me being a jackass.” I say as I remember the fucking way the younger guys filled the role of goofy shitheads earlier in the meeting room, doing dances, terribly I might add. 

“It’s supposed to be FUN ,grumpy.” She replies. 

“I’m too old for that stuff Josie.” I reply. 

“Oh yeah. I forgot. You’re a whole THIRTY years old, old man.” She types and I huff as well as groan because why did every conversation make my fucking dick hard?

She sends a video and it’s one of the guys on the team that’s older than me. Doing one of the trends with his wife. A simple silly little dance. 

“See. You’re never too old to have fun.” She says. 

“Baby steps Josie. This isn’t really my thing.” I reply. 

“Okay. That’s fair. But that’s part of the fun Cooper. Are you gonna look silly? Probably. Everyone looks silly doing dances and filming themselves and lip syncing for a camera just to post it on the internet. But it’s not supposed to be serious. It’s just how people interact now. Everyone is just having a good time and being goofy.” She types and I sigh. Because I understood what she was saying but I wasn’t that outgoing , at least not in front of everyone and anyone or for the whole world to see. 

“I’ve seen comment sections before. The Internet is a cesspool of assholes.” I type. 

“If anyone is mean to you, they have ME to answer to.” She says and my dick fucking salutes in my pants. Fuck. I liked Josie on my side, promising to defend me. I liked it a lot. Because I was already doing the same for her. Making sure the guys quit sexualizing her or making comments. Would it turn her on if she knew how protective I already was of her?

“Plus, the only comments you’ll get are feral women. Trust me.” She replies. My cock throbs. Wishing SHE was fucking feral for me. I didn’t give a shit about anyone else liking what they saw when they looked at me. 

“Just as scary if I’m honest.” I say.

“lol yeah. That’s fair. The female fans can be , intense for any attractive celebrity.” She replies. 

“You calling me attractive Josie?” I type and hit send before thinking. Fuck. I rub my hand through my hair. 

“Are you fishing for a compliment Callahan?” She asks .

“I think so.” I reply.

“There’s a reason you gained the most followers over night Cooper. You’ve got two eyes. Look at yourself. They find you more than attractive.” She replies and I grumble. 

“But, do you?” I reply. Shit. I needed to put my fucking phone down. 

“You’ve always been easy to look at Cooper. And it’s not professional of me to say so. But. Yes. I think you’re attractive.” She replies and I smile at my phone. 

“Always huh?” I reply. 

“Enough. Your ego has been sufficiently stroked.” She replies. 

At the words stroked ok my screen all I can think about is her hand on my cock pumping me to completion all over her chest. I groan. Fuuuuck. God, I was no better than rookies and guys on the team that had made comments about her body. 

“Just so we’re even again. You’re pretty easy to look at too. You make it really easy ,actually.” I reply. 

Shit. I was full on flirting with her. Jack was going to break my neck if he found out I was flirting with his sister who was ten years younger than me. 

“Thank you for saying that. Even if it’s just to make me feel better.” She says. 

I scowl at my phone. 

“You are gorgeous Josie. I’m saying it because it’s true. Not for any other reason.” I reply. 

“Thank you.” She replies. 

“Youre welcome” I answer back. 

“I should go get some work done, see you Saturday?” She asks. 

I sigh. Fuck. I made it awkward. Made it weird. I shouldn’t have fucking said that. Shouldn’t have flirted with her. 

“Yeah. See you Saturday Josie” I reply. 

Then she sends three gold star emojis. And another text. 

“You CAN use my number next time you need to message me. It doesn’t HAVE to be on here.”  She says. 

I stare at her phone number that she types after that. 

“Will do.” I reply. 

“Send me a text so I can log you into my contacts” she says. 

I do as she requests. 

“It’s Cooper.” I type. 

“It’s Josie.” She replies. 

“Added. If you have any questions or anything. Shoot me a text or call. Later Cooper.” She says and sends another good star emoji. 

“Later Josie” I type and then set down my phone and groan as I look down at my lap. 

“Jesus Christ.” I growl. “Fine.” I talk to myself. To my fucking cock. As I unzip and take it out for some relief. 

I groan the second I spit in my palm and fist my  dick. My head going back and I grip myself tighter. Wondering just how wet and tight Josie would be if put her on my cock. 

Fuck. I picture her in that dress she wore today. I picture on my lap, straddling me, Her dress hiked up, her tits bouncing behind the the high neck of the red sweater fabric. That dress has fit her fucking body so fucking well. The top had been tight. But the bottom was more loose, made of what looked like a soft sweater fabric. Her tits looked fucking delicious in that dress. Completely covered but my god the fucking curves of them in that fabric. 

I groan and fist my dick harder. 

“God damn” I grunt , already close to climax as I keep pumping and twisting my fist around my cock. 

“Jesus Josie” I growl and curse her for being so fucking cute. So fucking sexy. 

I cum hard all over my chest and grunt , exhaling and my hand slows my strokes as I let

The last of it spurt onto my abs. 

“Son of a bitch” I groan. I couldn’t even last THINKING about her. I’d probably cum the second my dick touched her body if I ever got the chance. 

I feel guilty as I come down from my orgasm. God. Would she be disgusted to know I’ve jerked off to her four fucking times since seeing her the other day? Twice last night. Once this morning and then , just now? I was like a fucking teenage boy again. I couldn’t keep my fucking hand of my dick. Or stop myself from getting hard when simply thinking of her. I’d been hard the second she pulled out those gold stickers earlier. I want her to put one on the tip of my cock while she kissed up and down it. 

Fuck. My cock twitches and I groan. 

“No more.” I growl at myself. “You fucking perv, Jesus” I shake my head and stand and go clean up.