Cooper Anderson

Infamous Actor. Soap Star. Ever Annoying Older brother to one Blaine Anderson.

[kvrtkarofsky]

Promises, promises! I haven't had anything massive shoved anywhere in days -- and what a shame that is, right? What if my gag reflex regrew over night? You might have to test it to make sure that isn't the case.

Is tonight the night of compliments?! What is going on?!

Well if it accounts for anything, likewise. Those lucky boys in LA don't know how good they have it being able to share the same air as you.

[thecoopreturns]

Oh really? Gone all virginal, have you Hummel? Hm? That is a total utter shame when you have an ass that's damn magic and a throat that's even better. Hm, seeing you gag and drool around a cock is Oscar-worthy. Hell, I would have kept that sight forever if I were allowed.

Ha. Hell, I bent half those lucky boys in LA over and they weren't anything compared to you or Blaine. Maybe Lima has Hollywood beat.

[kvrtkarofsky]

You'll find I'm right about a lot of things, Mr.Anderson. Or at least that's what I keep telling myself.

[thecoopreturns]

My, my, that title might end up with a massive cock shoved down that pretty throat of yours.

But yes, I imagine you are *quite* right about most things. I personally always found you quite...impossible to forget.

[kvrtkarofsky]

In your opinion, which of your friends/family has the best ass and who has the best cock?

The Lil’ Dyl’ ( @dylankarofsky ) has the best ass. He inherited the Hummel genes for that. And it’s working for him.

Cooper Anderson ( @thecoopreturns ) and Finn ( @coachhudson ) have the best cocks I’ve had the pleasure in pleasuring though. So if you’re needing recommendations, take that into consideration. You won’t be disappointed.

[thecoopreturns]

When you're right. You're right.

[thatevansboy]

"Indeed they do. I'm pretty unforgettable." Grayson nearly glittered as he beamed at his uncle. His default state was flirtatious. Grayson didn't know how to turn it off. It was a natural force, and given both of his father's and his extended family, he was sort of inevitable. But was Grayson doing it on purpose with Cooper? Maybe. There was something more than hot about the idea of him and Cooper. Grayson was more than curious. "Well, if good and tighter were your goals..." Grayson took a bite of a banana, maybe a bit too big of one, "I think you are there."

His face scrunched up at the mentioned of TikTok lingo. "Please. Never touched that thing. And I wouldn't want to put you through that humiliation ritual. Fastest way to kill a career." It was Grayson's turn to wonder if that little brush of his fingers was on purpose or not, but his little smirk was unrelenting, admiring his uncle as he spoke and sipped at his smoothie. "Dad is going to love it," Grayson agreed. "It's nice of you to think of us all the way over here in this little town." Grayson winked at Cooper. "A few WEEKS? Wow, you're spoiling us. Hope you have the stamina." Grayson mentioned, but did not elaborate at all as he took a large drink of the smoothie.

Sitting down, he looked up from his smoothie as Cooper asked. "Of course I want uncle time." Grayson noted the flick of Cooper gaze at his legs and thighs, his crotch. "Depends?" Grayson tilted his head, leaning back in the chair, more of him on display. "Is there anything off the table? Something you want to save for a reunion?"

[thecoopreturns]

"Certainly sounds like it." Somehow Cooper didn't doubt that the other was quite memorable in bed, considering the way he looked and who his fathers were. There's a little brush of his lower tongue, as if he wanted to ask a few more questions on that particular subject before he thought better of it and instead focused on those next words, the compliment causing his smirk to dig into his cheek and a soft chuckle to escape his lips. "You should see me in a Speedo sometime, there's a reason those studios keep asking me to strip down. I'll be sure to send my trainer your thoughts on all his hard work." Was he just trying to get his nephew to think about him in nothing but a tiny red Speedo that barely hid anything? Well, yeah but he also wasn't lying about what the studios were demanding. Life of an actor was a strange one at times.

"So no TikTok then? Half expected you to be flexing your muscles and showing off your workout routine on that. That or onlyfans." He added cheekily because, yes, Cooper Anderson knew what onlyfans was. He shifted on his spot as he peered over at the much younger man across from them. He gave a bright smile and a little bit of a nod at the mention of his adorable, younger brother. "I fully expect him to be bouncing off the walls when he realises it's gonna be longer than a weekend. " He agreed, giving a little shake of his head at those words. "Hey, you're my family. I always think of you guys- I just..you know, happen to sometimes be thinking of you while shooting a world away." Blaine had chosen the family life, which was so very different to the life he'd chosen, and sometimes he wondered if those two things were compatible, which is why he spent so much time away. "If I'm not totally drained by the end of my time here, I'll be disappointed." The dirty comment slipped out of his lips with a little twinkle in his eyes, as they both knew exactly what he might have meant by that.

Cooper's eyes followed the other as he moved around the counter to settle into the seat, and he soaked in the sight of the other leaning back, showing off those broad shoulders and chest. His tongue brushing along his lower lip again at those words. "Well, how about this. You were always my favorite nephew, you know. Not sure I'm meant to have one those, but..." He shrugged one shoulder before he continued. "How about it's all on the table. Whatever you want. Favorite Nephew privileges," he said with a little suck of his cheek and a glint in his eyes.

[blainedcvon]

Blaine's whole body was drumming with the need for everything in this moment. Every time his brother touched him, it was like flames licking through his core, making his breath catch and hitch. Self-degrading in his dry-humping of his older brothers thigh, being ready to outwardly beg if that would make his cock be freed from the confinement.

Breath hot and heavy when the kiss finally breaks, and Cooper takes pity on him and his weeping cock. If only the bastard would stop his antagonizing teasing that was having him clench tighter around absolutely nothing. "I missed you," he reasons at the taunting, tone whinier than the usual composed, dapper self he always held himself to. A tone he rarely let himself fall into outside of Sam, and yet here he was.

"I need you. So, so bad. If that makes me greedy, so be it." A tantalizing touch over his cock with his brother's thumb pad has his breath hitching, fingers gripping tight at Cooper's biceps now, almost on his tiptoes as everything became too much and not enough. Brain turning to mush, just knowing it felt good and he didn't want it to stop.

Desperation driving him to outright whine, pressing his face against the crook of Cooper's neck, working his hips to get his pants down faster to release him from everything holding him back from feeling all of Cooper here and now.

[thecoopreturns]

It was terrible that his favorite version of his brother was when he was like this- whimpering, whining, needy, and filthy as hell. Maybe it was just because it was the moment their connection felt the strongest, like all those little problems between them could fall away and be the furthest thing from either of their minds. Or the fact that the other was so normally put together and making him like this- some ruined little thing, was beyond hot. Or the fact that no one in the entire world could have Cooper's veins running as hot as they were in this moment with the taste of his little brother on his lips.

"I missed you, too, Blainers." He teased softly, that affectionate tone dripping from him as he felt himself twitch between the legs at that oh so pretty whine his brother gave him. "Then be greedy. Let yourself ache and desire for every inch of me. Show me how much you missed me, B." He praised lightly as he kept teasing that cock, his fingers dancing along it with every upward stroke over that sensitive head. Honestly, Cooper only had perhaps more control than Blaine did right now, the others whining, hitting him like a drug that made his cock ache between his legs. His hand reached for the other's underwear and practically tears it down off the shorter man's legs, to free that cock and that ass he was already thinking about fucking till the other passed out over the kitchen counter. The hand on Blaine's cock swept his fingers over that sensitive head again, gathering up precome before he brought it up to his own lips to lick off the taste with a soft moan. "So damn wet for me, baby." He praised as his hand returned around that cock again.

[theesamevans]

After not hearing back from Blaine about his message just yet, Sam had returned to trying to fix the sketch in front of him, getting lost once more in his linework. He'd gotten so absorbed that when he heard Cooper's voice, he jumped a little in his seat and looked up, only to offer the other a confused but delighted smile, "Coop? What the hell are you doing here, man- I didn't know you were back in town!" he chuckled, "He wha- Oh!" he nodded, "Blaine's the best."

"Thanks man," he beamed, "Ooh, dude, is that Chinese?" he asked, the smell and sight of the food finally hitting him, "Nah- he just got back from New York, so he needs to focus on P&G for a while- y'know how it is," he gestured to the comfortable seating in the room for Coop to rest as he helped spread the food and drinks out on the table at the center, moving piles of work, merch, outfits and various other things out of the way. "How long you in town for this time, bro?" he asked as he finally settled down next to Cooper, sitting close enough that the sides of their legs touched as he cracked open two of the beers and offered one to Coop before taking one himself, "To the Anderson-Evans boys," he smiled, offering a cheers before taking a sip.

[thecoopreturns]

"It seems to be a bit of a surprise for everyone, honestly." Considering how Blaine had pouted up a storm at his sudden appearance without a phone call. "But surprise, you have someone staying in your guest room." Considering Blaine had also insisted on that particular little detail, even if he was still paying for a private hotel room.

"It sure is, got all the good options since I wasn't sure what you'd like." He said as he moved around the chair to place the bag of Chinese onto the table when Sam made space for it, easily settling down into his seat a moment later, his leg brushing against his brother-in-law's as he reached for the offered beer. "Cheers." He said, easily clinking his glass against the other's beer before he took a long sip of that drink. It took him a moment to finally get around to the question Sammy had asked him. "A few weeks, at least so far. I'm between filming dates. And Blaine had been begging me for about seven months for me to come see him, you and the kids. And since I had the time.." He said with a little shrug as he took a little sip of his drink resting against the couch. His eyes swept over the handsome man that Blaine had somehow locked down. "Blaine seemed thrilled to see me." At least after he got over the pouting of his lack of texting him.

[blainedcvon]

📲 — Of course you’d go to that. Do I at least get credit if it gets off the ground? You better mention me handsomely for being your inspiration in all the interviews.

📲 — I should have you write up this list. Intensively. I could use a good erotic read.

📲 — We can use it as a checklist too, if you’re feeling up for the challenge.

📲 — Now, now the point of hide and seek is to *seek*, Coop. I will confirm I’m in the house.

📲 — PS. I asked Sam for a threesome with you in our bedroom. He’s agreed. If you’re at all interested that is…if not nevermind! Sorry I brought it up.

[thecoopreturns]

📲 - What can I say? Be nice to move into TV again instead of big rom-com movies. It might even give me more time off to come see you again. I'll be sure to mention my handsome, pretty younger brother who helped inspire such an idea. I do expect to be ridden every time I name-drop you, though.

📲- Oh yeah? You wanna hear about me fucking you in the shower, pressing your head against the tiles as I slam you? Or tying you up with a red rope and having my torturous, sexual way with you? Leaving your face dripping in my come. Or just getting you so cock drunk you're just eager for another slamming?

📲- Hey, I happy to use it as a checklist. We could cross them off and off.

📲- Pft. Going to make me go door to door? You get that you'll be ruined when I catch you.

📲- Did you now? Kinky little brother. Huh. Interesting. Can't say I haven't thought about watching Sammy boy slam the hell out of you. I'm down for sharing if everyone wants it. Just give me the time and place and I'll be there.

[blainedcvon]

📲 — If you can invent time travel, I think we'd all be in trouble, actually.

📲 — But no no no you were complaining about me being too tempting in my short underwear....and no underwear...and cheerio uniform possibilities...and dalton uniform. The whole shabang. I'll lock myself away to save your soul, Coop. I'm a good little brother.

📲 — aka, if you want this, you'll have to come and get it, dear brother.

[thecoopreturns]

📲 - Cooper Anderson, Time Traveller. That's actually a good pitch, I might try and make a TV show. You know, minus the fucking my little brother part.

📲- Ulgh. Please. I'd rather be a good little brother in way more sinful ways. I have like, a list of ways for you to do that.

📲- Heh. Where are you right now, then baby boy?

[theesamevans]

—💬 open starter 💥

Sam was supposed to be finishing a deadline, but somewhere between drawing page twelve and page thirteen, he'd somehow spent forty minutes staring at the same panel with a pencil tucked behind one ear and a half-finished cup of coffee going cold beside him. Maybe his brain was fried, or maybe spending all day drawing ridiculously attractive superheroes had him thinking too much. Either way, he finally pushed back from his desk, grabbing his phone and texting a picture of the sketch he'd been stuck on.

"Okay, serious question ... When somebody keeps distracting you and they aren't even in the room, does that mean you have a problem? Asking for a friend. Also the friend is me. Anyway, somebody should probably come keep me company before I start giving my main character a lightsaber and making this everybody's problem."

[thecoopreturns]

It was only about twenty minutes later that Sam's door opened to one of the Anderson boys. Just, perhaps not the Anderson that Sam had been expecting. Cooper stood tall in the doorway, wearing a simple, tight black shirt and a pair of even tighter black jeans that seemed to mold to every inch of his body to tease that hefty bulge and perfect ass of his. He held up some takeaway Chinese in one hand and a couple of beers in the other.

"Blaine sends his regards, by the way. He heard you needed help, and he texted me to come rescue you. One oh so handsome Anderson to the rescue." Which, considering how little Cooper was in town, was quite a feat. He peered over at his brother-in-law as he moved into the room to place the beers on the table. His head tilted to the side a bit as he looked at that sketch the other had been attempting.

"It looks pretty good, you know. Nice linework." Really, Cooper had only seen storyboard artist stuff, but hey, it looked good to him. His eyes flicked back over to Sam. "I'm sure Blaine will be home at some point." Because god knows what that man was tied up with currently, Cooper had no idea and wasn't smart enough to ask questions after "please go entertain my hot husband" was on the menu.

[blainedcvon]

Another argument gets stuck in his throat. Whether it was due to his mouth being preoccupied, or because he couldn't be bothered, he didn't let himself get wrapped up in it. Focusing more on keeping his hold on Cooper's shirt, tight and firm. As if letting the older man go would mean this wasn't happening, and he'd be waking up from a really hot dream.

The concept when he was younger than the forty-something he was now of his subconscious desiring to be helplessly devoured, skin-to-skin, with his older brother of all people had been so taboo before. Always waking in a sweat, painful hard-on leaking. Mind racing with images of them both in compromised positions in every room of their family home, the car, on the Broadway stage -- always contributing to days of going untouched and placing his desires on the nearest masculine presence.

Now here he was, being groped and kissed like his life depended on it. Following Cooper's lead, chasing the stolen breath. Minimal whines and sighs expelled as the knee lodges between his own. His dire need for his sexual gratification, grinding his clothed growing interest against Cooper's thigh. Not caring how animal-like he was becoming to just feel good. Needing this. Wanting more.

[thecoopreturns]

Honestly, Cooper found himself chasing those whines and moans like they were a beacon in the night. His smirk danced against every stolen kiss he got from the boy. They were better like this- with their emotions on the surface and that connection more carnal in nature. Not that he didn't love Blaine. He did, with every inch of his heart but Cooper, ultimately, was rather terrible at showing that at times. When the distance between them was so great and the contract was only through text message. It...easy to feel a little adrift from the others at times.

He could feel that hard growing cock against his thigh, and his hands brushed away from his brother's ass to instead find the button of the others pants and already started to tug and unzip them with that perfect, practised touch as he broke the kiss so they could both take a breath. His lips brushing down the others jawline with a little hum.

"So hard for me already, Blaine. Already begging me to bend you over right here?" He teased against the skin, nipping at the others neck to worry the skin a little as he tugged those pants open finally enough that he could reach his hand in and curl a hand around the others cock though his underwear, giving it a squeeze. "Greedy little brother." He teased with smirk that would start a war dancing over his face.

[blainedcvon]

📲 — I mean, I would've probably been scandalized at first but it doesn't mean I wouldn't have been thinking about it. Craving it. Giving in because I too would've wanted it. Never know until you ask!

📲 — Is tempting something I should stop doing? Oh. Okay. If you insist! I'll never bring up the Dalton uniform or the Cheerio one again. No temptation for you anymore. Scouts honor.

📱❌ — when was the last time i had a facial... [unsent]

📲 — I'm a good boy, Coop. No tempting anymore. Mmm mmm. No facials. My ass is going into pants now. 😇

[thecoopreturns]

📲- So you're saying what? I missed my chance for having those cute bow lips of yours around my dick in the shower at our parents' place? God. Di you think I can invent time travel? Nah. No. I'm an actor. Terrible waste of my skiils.

📲- We talking about a cheerio outfit with a skirt or one with pants? You know, just checking. So I can think about it.

📲- You'd be a better good boy if you were on your knees for me with your tongue out. Nooooooo. Keep that ass out of your pants. In fact, I demand naked time till I leave.

[blainedcvon]

📲 — You could've said something, Coop. Could've told me to reserve water by showering with you to get under mom's nose.

📲 — I still have the Dalton uniform tucked away in a closet, actually. No idea if it'll still fit, but food for thought as they say.

📲 — You're picturing both of us on our knees worshipping your cock now aren't you. Because if you are, you're welcome. If you weren't until now, you're double welcome.

📲 — But you shouldn't keep this kind of stuff holed up, you know. This is the kind of stuff you need to release all over me...among other things.

[thecoopreturns]

📲- Ha. Would you have brought that and not "your brother wants to rail you against the pretty white titles mom just installed?"

📲- Oooo. Don't tempt me, pretty boy. You'd end up gagged by that tie and the uniform ruined.

📲- I mean...certainly lingering in my mind now. I do have a cock oh so worthy of being worshipped after all.

📲- I think you just want to hear about all the ways I want to rail you, why I can never say no to that ass of yours. Oh? Heh. Pretty Blaine wants a facial or something?

[blainedcvon]

📲 — Just finding out all new confessions this visit aren’t I? So…how long has this been going on, Coop? What else are you keeping from me in that deviant head of yours?

📲 — Just making my nosy on these old fantasies now. Spill. Now.

📲 — But nah! Why would I be perplexed about Grayson walking in? You think I haven’t been on my knees for him, or him for me? C’mon. He’s the spitting image of his father. Whom I married for a reason.

📲 — He’s hot. That’s the reason. If that wasn’t obvious.

[thecoopreturns]

📲- I suppose I'm feeling in an oh so giving mood this trip. Oh this mind is a kinky, kinky place, little squirt. I'd say that Hollywood had made it worse, but pretty sure I was always this horny. Even when I lived in this backwards town.

📲- Which ones did you wanna hear about? How I wish you slipped into my morning shower? How I want to rail you in that pretty Dalton uniform of yours? Film you on your knees, asking for your big brother's dick? Because, hey, I have a lot of em. 📲- Well thank you for those two delightful images. Got fucking hard on here now at the idea of you on your knees like that. Or him on his. He is. You are. The whole family is. So.

[dylankarofsky]

@thecoopreturns

Dylan sat down on his front porch, excitedly leaning over to look for Cooper’s car. He had been looking for something to do tonight, his original plans just involved his bed and a 10-inch dildo so getting to just spend the night being absolutely railed by the older Anderson sounded like a huge step up. He rubbed his bare thighs a little for warmth, the cool evening air making the hair on his legs stand up. He’d dressed in possibly the sluttiest outfit he owned, a skin-tight croptop that stopped just above his navel and a pair of shorts that were so short he had no choice but to wear a jockstrap under it since any boxers would be peeking out the legs. He didn’t even bother with shoes or socks, figuring he wasn’t gonna be doing much walking. He could feel a few eyes on him from some of their neighbours but he managed to ignore them, his focus on the road in front of his house. 

Eventually, a car pulled up to park right out the front of his house and the grin that came over Dylan’s face could light the whole town. He stood up, adjusting his shorts just a little in a way that really made it clear how tiny they were and walked over to the door. He leaned on the side of the car and opened the door, looking in and seeing Cooper somehow looking even hotter than he did on the soaps “Glad you took me up on my offer… and so quickly, which is good cos I think Mr Finkle across the road was 5 minutes away from offering me a lick of his special ice cream” he said as he climbed into the car, leaning over to kiss Cooper’s cheek “So, did my fit meet your expectations?”

[thecoopreturns]

Cooper drove that rather expensive and nice rental car down the street to park right in front of Kurt's house, his head tilting out of the passenger window as he spotted that younger man sitting on the front porch. His eyes ran down that croptop and oh so tight and small shorts the boy was wearing as he moved his way towards the car. His smirk dug into his cheek as he held back about a thousand comments about just how teasingly good the other looked right now. He switched the doors to unlock as Dylan climbed into the seat across from him. "I think you underestimate the power of that nude if you think anyone would turn down an offer after that." Cooper drawled over at the other as he climbed into the car. "I wasn't that far away and- well, couldn't let Mr Finkle have all the fun. Now could i?" Cooper chuckled to himself as he tilted his head at that kiss to the cheek.

His hand rested against the steering wheel as he peered over at the boy with smirk, letting his eyes run down the oh so young man's body. "Don't take this the wrong way because I mean it in the best, the best sort of way. You're dressed like you want to get railed in a back alley by the biggest dick you can find." Cooper drawled, the dirty talk coming from that handsome face easily as he sucked on the inside of his cheek. "Like a common whore who just wants to get laid. It's a good look on you." Because hey, even now those shorts are getting him turned on enough to shift a little in his seat to spread his legs, the jeans are tighter around his bulge than before.

[blainedcvon]

📱❌ — promises promises dear brother [unsent]

📲 — You think I’d look good in just a sweater? Man, I have to test that theory. I don’t know if I believe you.

📲 — Living room fashion show then. We can see how long your willpower holds out on sweater & underwear vs nothing at all.

[thecoopreturns]

📲- Baby brother, I know you do. I once saw you in nothing but one of those white sweaters that went just below your hips years ago while you were getting something of the family fridge and let me tell ya, thought about the little perky curve of your ass for hours, weeks after that.

📲- though that's getting into old fantasies. God knows I had a lot of those.

📲- Ha. An't you scared about Grayson or someone walking in if my willpower snaps?

[blainedcvon]

📲 — I mean I can put layers on if it’s such a problem, Coop.

📱❌ — damn not going back to work yet is sooo terrible. what am i ever going to doooo? [unsent]

📱❌ — does this mean short underwear is what’ll make you stay longer? have i cracked the code?! [unsent]

📲 — Maybe a sweater? Ski pants? Really add to the thick layers to stop the temptation? Whatever helps!

[thecoopreturns]

📲- you know it's cute that you think that you wouldn't look just as desirable in nothing but a sweater. Not sure I can sexualise the ski pants though.

📲- And you don't need to find layers. I'm just saying I am only so strong and if that underwear gets any sluttier. You're gonna have me finding out how good that gag reflex is.

📲- possibly in the family living room or something.

[thecoopreturns]

📲 - you know if I'm going to be staying around here and you're going to keep walking the halls in that tiny little underwear you seemed so fond of, you will quite literally never get to go back to work again, B.

@blainedcvon