Better Than Candy Corn
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nickngregTitle: Better Than Candy Corn
Rating: NC-17!
Disclaimer: Don't know them, never will.
Summary: Nick and Greg go to a Halloween party...yes, I know it's after Halloween, but it gave me an excuse to use the costumes. ;9
A/N: This is for my chica![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
shannon. I hope you have the best birthday ever my girlie, and I hope you like this little tale I've written for you. *hugs you tight*
X-posted from my own journal...
Nick's POV-
I love Halloween and this year is no exception, especially since I get to celebrate it with Greg as a couple. I always felt a little left out when I would go to parties and just sit around drinking beer, watching other pairs have fun together. Now, my handsome partner and I will be going to a shindig thrown by the party masters in our crowd, Ballistics Bobby and his husband Peter. Since Greg and I got together, we've hung out a lot with them, being the only two same-sex couples in a large circle of straight friends and co-workers. Since I had to work an extra few hours tonight before the party, I took my costume to the lab with me and changed there. It’s my old Dallas PD uniform complete with hat, baton and cuffs and Greg loved it when I wore it a few months ago to do a little strip tease for him. It still fits like a glove, so why spend money on something new?
Walking into Bobby and Peter's townhouse, I see a whole bunch of people I know as well as a lot that I don't, but so far I haven't seen the one I know the best. There's Sara dressed up as Cleopatra….my best friend Warrick in a velvet smoking jacket and pajama pants like Hugh Hefner and Catherine is a Playboy Bunny, and ooh…there's Archie and his girlfriend as Donald and Daisy Duck. That makes me laugh…he must really love her to wear that getup. Where in the hell is Greg? A tap on my shoulder makes me turn around and as I see a white nurse's cap there are a pair of very familiar brown eyes underneath it.
"Hey….I thought you were going to wear something different, but I sure don't mind. That outfit is so hot on you." Looking at him, I see that my lover is dressed in a white nurse's uniform, and not that of a male nurse. He's got the slutty female nurse thing going on; and my God does it look really good on him…damn is it turning me on so much.
"No, I told you I was going to wear the cop one…. I didn't have time to get anything else and besides I knew you liked it. What's with you in this one" He smiles that Greg smirk and cocks one hip out with his hand resting on it.
"You like? I have a friend who works at Desert Palm…you remember Laura? She had an extra uniform that didn’t fit her anymore. Luckily since she's shorter than I am the skirt is just the right length." He's right…it's hitting about mid-thigh and I can see the tops of a pair of white stockings being held by white garters, and his shoes are white platform sandals which if I'm not mistaken are from the store that all the strippers buy their shoes and accessories.
"It's great, baby. Very sexy with the combination of you and girl and…God, just everything." Giving me a big cherry red grin, he sticks out his fake chest and winks at me with a made-up eye. I think he knew what this would do to me, since even though we're madly in love with each other, a beautiful woman will still catch our eye and get us hard.
"Sanders…if I didn't know it was you, I'd grab your ass you look so fine!" We turn to see Hodges staring at my boyfriend, and dressed as Dracula looks about to suck on Greg's neck. I have to chuckle a little… Hodges tries to act like such a stud, and I've always thought he was either in the closet or a little confused, except my boy does look smoking hot in that nurse's outfit. In fact I hope we're not going to be here at this party too late, because I think I'm going to need to get out of these pants before I hurt a very dear part of my anatomy.
"Hey Hodges…do I need to shriek and run so you don't suck my blood?" I know what I would like to suck and it's certainly not his blood. While I giggle to myself, Hodges gets all flustered and walks away to the living room. Greg and I have a laugh then he pulls me with him to the kitchen, and there's Peter and Bobby having a discussion over the food trays that they're refilling and Greg starts talking to Bob.
"Nick! We were hoping you would get here! Crab puff?" I take the tidbit that Peter has held out to me, popping it in my mouth while he finishes the tray. I love these guys…they've helped me feel more relaxed about being open with my relationship with Greg. For a long time both Greg and I weren't sure about showing each other how we felt because I'd never known anyone in a healthy "normal" gay relationship and Greg had never been with another man. However, after a few dinners here with them and a good talk one night with Bob at work, we became comfortable enough so we could be true to each other and ourselves, and I will be forever grateful to them for their support.
"Hey Pete! You guys look so great; I love your costumes!" Bobby is dressed as a wizard and Peter is his black cat; and for most adult men, that would look so wrong, but on him it's very cute. Looking at the two of them, they are the epitome of 'opposites attract'. Bob is tall, slender and blond; Peter is tiny, a little chubby and Chinese. I guess Greg and I are opposites too, in a way; and speaking of my little hottie, where in the hell did he go?
"You look pretty yummy yourself there Mr. Po-liceman…want to frisk me? I've been a bad kitty." I know that he's just kidding because he's hopelessly in love with his husband, then I see Greg still talking to Bobby and looking over at Peter and me.
"I'm gonna go see what they're up to."
"Probably no good." Peter says laughing over his shoulder as he heads back to the party with the food, while I make my way over to my boyfriend and our friend.
"So, what fiendish plot are you two hatching?" They look at each other and smile before Bobby pats my shoulder and rejoins the others in the living room.
"Oh nothing." That means everything….what is going on in that handsome head of Greg's? "Hey…come with me." He jerks his head towards the back of the house where Bob and Peter's office and a powder room is, so I follow him to the tiny bathroom. Once inside, the door is locked and I'm slammed against the door with his mouth pressed up against mine, dress covered crotch grinding against mine and his strong hands cupping my ass through the fabric of my uniform pants. "God, I've wanted to do that since you walked in the door." I look at his face, and there's lipstick smeared all over his mouth, which means I'm probably wearing the same lovely shade of red now too. My fingers slip under the hem of his skirt, and it feels like he's wearing lace panties; so I pull up the dress and there they are….white lace high cut panties and nothing else besides a garter belt holding up the stockings.
"My…you are bold, my love. What if you had to pick something up off the floor, Greg?" Laughing that naughty little giggle he gets, his shoulders shrug then he puts both of my hands under the lace covering and over that sweet little caboose I love to kiss, bite and do lots of other lustful things to.
"That is part of the slutty nurse…the naughty lingerie. Does it bother you, baby?"
"No way. I'm afraid though that if you have anymore secrets in that costume G, you should tell me now…I don't want to be surprised." He chuckles and kisses around my mouth before pressing his lips to mine again.
"Rather than tell you…why don't I show you. We've been cordial, had a drink and a bite of food…let's go home, Nicky. Frisk me, cuff me, make me pay for my crimes." Licking my lips with that talented tongue of his, I can feel my cock getting harder and the crotch in my pants more and more uncomfortable.
"Don't have to tell me twice, let's go!" Greg grabs for a tissue to clean up the lipstick on each of us then reaches around me to open the door, and we walk quickly out to the party to say good bye to our hosts. We find the wizard and his pet sitting on the couch in the family room, and when Greg stops short in front of me, I'm not paying attention so I smack right into his back.
"Where are you two off to in such a hurry, as if I didn't know?" Peter is so observant about people and things…he'd make a good CSI if he didn't love having his own catering business so much. Looking from him to Bobby, I think they do know where we're going from the expressions on their faces.
"Well, we're getting a little tired, not having a really long sleep this morning, so we're going to call it a night." Just for effect, Greg lets out this totally fake yawn; and when we finish laughing, they walk us to the door. After saying thank you and giving them each a hug, Greg and I race to our cars wanting to get home as soon as we can.
I get into the house first, head to the bedroom to get a few things ready; and as I am turning down the bed and pulling out our bag of toys, I hear the back door close.
"Where are you Lover?" I can hear Greg's heels click on the hardwood floor of the hall and I answer him.
"In the bedroom G." As he turns the corner into our room, I see that the starched cap is gone and a few buttons have been opened as well, showing a white bra that matches the panties. "God I want you…" Walking over to where he's standing, I pull him into my arms and capture his mouth with mine, thankful that he's wiped off as much of that nasty tasting lipstick as he can.
"You can have me…anyway you want." My lips begin to work their way up his jaw as my hands head towards his hips, caressing both parts of his body. When he starts to unbutton the uniform, I push his hands away and undo the buttons myself until the dress is open and falling off his shoulders. Letting it fall to the floor, my kisses move to his collarbone and then he stops me. "Hey…my turn to remove some clothes." Smiling at me with those big chocolate eyes getting even darker with lust, he kicks off his heels then opens my uniform shirt. As each button is opened, it's followed by a kiss on my chest until the shirt has joined the dress on the floor.
"Now…your boobies, Mr. Sanders." It’s been a while since I've taken a bra off of anyone, but I still remember how to operate one. The lacy confection and the fake breasts are laid on the floor with the other clothing, and then Greg helps me off with my uniform pants undoing the button and zipper so slowly it's driving me insane.
"You do your boxers Nicky…I want to see that whole beautiful body." I peel the black boxer briefs off freeing my hard cock, which slaps against my stomach; and when I reach for his lace panties, his hand grasps my wrist. "Let's leave the belt and stockings on." An devilish smirk comes across his handsome face and I'm getting so turned on it's beginning to be almost painful.
"Sure G…anything." Once his underwear is removed, Greg climbs onto our bed bringing me with him, and then he flips me over before grasping my hard cock in his hand then beginning to stroke. I'm so close, he's only going to need a few minutes before I explode in his hand. My balls begin to burn and his tongue has made it's way into my ear.
"You like this? You want me to let you come?" His hot breath in my ear is pushing me right to the edge of the cliff…all I need is a push.
"Yes…please." His mouth clamps onto one of my nipples, making me let out a yelp before my toes curl and ribbons of cum shoot onto my stomach and chest as well as his hand. When I'm finished, Greg starts to lick it up before sliding up to kiss me, sharing my taste with me.
"Now…. we're going to have some fun together." He roots through our toy bag and comes up with the handcuffs we got from Archie and Hodges as an anniversary gift. I thought it was sort of crazy when we got them, but then I've never been known to be that freaky, or at least I wasn't really before I got together with Greg.
"You really want to do this? I can be the one tied up."
"No, I want to try it with you. I think it's going to be great."
"You sure G? Have you ever been tied up?" I did it a few times with one girlfriend in college, but not since then, and I was never the one restrained.
"Yes, I'm sure and I've done it before. This is what I want, and I hope it's you want it too, so tie me up lover!" I have to laugh; he's so fucking cute and I am a lucky man to have him in my life. Once Greg is settled on his back with a couple of pillows behind him, I open the buckle on one cuff, take one of his arms and kiss the wrist before I put the leather strap around it and fasten it again. As the second cuff gets buckled, his eyes are following my hands; and when I get off the bed to tie the tethers to the headboard pulling his arms over his head, I can hear his breathing getting a little shorter and louder. I move down and put my palm on his cheek.
"You good, babe? Are you okay? Do you want me to untie you, because I will." His head moves so he can kiss my hand then he shakes his head.
"No, it doesn't hurt, just haven't done it for a while. Please…do it, Nicky." Leaning down, I take his lips with mine and kiss him, sort of sucking on his bottom lip a little.
"Get ready, G. It should be fun." He lets out a little laugh and reaches up to kiss me again before I get back onto the bed and look in the toy bag to grab another toy to play with. I find a feather thingy….nah, he's not that ticklish. Ooh! I have it…a small butt plug that we've never used, and it shouldn't be bad if I lube it well. I take the plug, coat it up, and with one of his silk covered legs on my shoulder, I slip the diamond shaped plastic bullet between his cute little butt cheeks. When I look up at him, his mouth is wide open like he can't believe what I've just done.
"Are you okay Greg? Does it hurt?"
"No…no…I think I like this." He shakes his head and I hope he's not saying that just to please me.
"You ready, G?" When he nods, I smile at him before I lean down and take his tip between my lips, which gets a moan in return. After a few little licks, I take him full in my mouth, all the way down until my nose is buried in his hair. As I go to work savoring his lovely cock, one of my hands rubs his ass, and the other fondles his flat stomach.
"Nicky?" Good, his breath is coming shorter; he likes this. "Nicky!?" I move back, letting him fall out of my mouth, and put my hand on his thigh.
"Are you okay?" There's a light sheen of sweat on his chest and stomach already, but I'm more worried about his arms and shoulders.
"Yes…it’s so good. Please don't stop…. baby, please." Knowing he's feeling more than alright, I go back to my task; and once I start playing with his balls and twisting the plug inside him, it's just a few more minutes before Greg is moaning and pulling on the restraints, his back arches then he's shooting down my throat. Mm… I know what he was drinking at the party, his cum tastes like that evil red wine he loves. Once he's all done, I lick him clean, or as much as I can do with just my tongue, then move back up his body to lay on top of him.
"We still good? You want some more?" Seeing him all tied up with those stockings and the garter belt on, it's making me so hard again. I want to just pound him into the mattress, but I want to be careful not to hurt his arms.
"Yeah…fuck me…please? Nicky? Please fuck me….hard." That makes me laugh. My naughty boy…well I'm feeling a little more naughty too along with being horny as hell again. I scoot back up so I am sitting with my ass just above his crotch and start to grind a little while I pull on my cock that's hard once again, teasing him.
"Is this what you want G? You want this bad boy inside you instead of that plastic plug, pumping… sliding in and out of you." His eyes close as a groan escapes his lips, and I can feel his own erection coming to attention again under me.
"God yes, Nicky baby." I've never seen someone recover as quickly as Greg and it's so exciting as his partner. All right…enough torture of the both of us…I want him now. I lean over and grab the bottle of lube from next to us before moving back between his legs to play with the plug a little before gently pulling it out of him. A small gasp comes from him as it leaves his body so I press my lips against his knee.
"The arms and shoulders still alright? That's all we need…two dislocated shoulders." He nods in between his head going back and forth on the pillow. "Okay…just a minute, Baby." I get myself all lubed up then pull both of his long legs onto my shoulders. Holding onto his hips, I push into his body until my balls are almost against his ass. "Oh Baby!"
"Nick…" His breath is coming heavier already, then I feel him start to wiggle his hips.
"Are you ready babe?" My boy nods his head and I start to move. We get into a nice rhythm before I reach up and kiss him again, a nice long one with some tongue. As I continue to thrust, my hand strokes up and down one soft stocking-clad leg while the other hand moves to his chest to pinch his nipples. A little whimper comes from him, and he reaches his head up to lick my chin.
"God you feel so good. Maybe go a little faster, please love…fuck me harder…please!" I sit up and my arms move to wrap around the upper part of his legs then I start to pound into him, going a little deeper each time. The passion is building deep in me, and my balls are starting to tighten when I hear him moaning under me. Moving just a bit, I think I'm getting his sweet spot because his whimpers are getting louder and his face is getting flushed; so I let go of one leg and take him in my hand, stroking in time with our movements.
"Oh babe…it's just so…" I'm starting to lose the ability to make words let alone sentences. Making love to him does that to me…being inside of him and loving him makes me leave my brain somewhere else.
"Nicky…lover…just a little…more!" A couple more thrusts and then all of a sudden, he's sucking air and he comes, hitting me in the chin and chest along with his stomach. I have to push a little harder with his ass muscles tightening, but it's not long before I'm unloading myself into him.
"Baby! Shit yes! Greeeeeg!" When I'm done, I put his legs down with his feet on the bed so I can lean on his knees while I get my breath back. After a couple of minutes, I'm able to crawl up and unbuckle the cuffs from his wrists. Gently, each arm is brought back down to his side, and then I lie next to him, my head resting on his pillow and my arm across his body. A hand comes up to brush through my sweaty hair, and I move to look at the tired but glowing face of the man who I am fairly certain is the love of my life.
"Oh Nicky…that was just so incredible. I've never felt anything like that, ever."
"I know…me too. Your arms and shoulders okay?" I kiss each of his shoulders and rub my hand on his cheek, a little smile coming across his face.
"Yeah…I'm fine. Let me up for a minute, okay?" Giving him a kiss before I roll over onto my back, he gets up to go into the bathroom with the used plug; then comes back with a washcloth and a glass of water. After we're both all clean and rehydrated, he joins me under the covers, snuggling up to me. My hand reaches down to cup his ass as I hold him to my side, and not only are the garter belt and stockings gone, but he's got something smooth and leather in his grip. Pulling up his arm to see what my sneaky boy has in store for me, I see it's a riding crop that I've never seen before. I'm sure I have a combination of surprise and lust on my face then he circles the end of the crop around my nipple, and laughs.
"Now that we've played sexy cop and slutty nurse…how about we try horny cowboys?"
Rating: NC-17!
Disclaimer: Don't know them, never will.
Summary: Nick and Greg go to a Halloween party...yes, I know it's after Halloween, but it gave me an excuse to use the costumes. ;9
A/N: This is for my chica
shannon. I hope you have the best birthday ever my girlie, and I hope you like this little tale I've written for you. *hugs you tight*X-posted from my own journal...
Nick's POV-
I love Halloween and this year is no exception, especially since I get to celebrate it with Greg as a couple. I always felt a little left out when I would go to parties and just sit around drinking beer, watching other pairs have fun together. Now, my handsome partner and I will be going to a shindig thrown by the party masters in our crowd, Ballistics Bobby and his husband Peter. Since Greg and I got together, we've hung out a lot with them, being the only two same-sex couples in a large circle of straight friends and co-workers. Since I had to work an extra few hours tonight before the party, I took my costume to the lab with me and changed there. It’s my old Dallas PD uniform complete with hat, baton and cuffs and Greg loved it when I wore it a few months ago to do a little strip tease for him. It still fits like a glove, so why spend money on something new?
Walking into Bobby and Peter's townhouse, I see a whole bunch of people I know as well as a lot that I don't, but so far I haven't seen the one I know the best. There's Sara dressed up as Cleopatra….my best friend Warrick in a velvet smoking jacket and pajama pants like Hugh Hefner and Catherine is a Playboy Bunny, and ooh…there's Archie and his girlfriend as Donald and Daisy Duck. That makes me laugh…he must really love her to wear that getup. Where in the hell is Greg? A tap on my shoulder makes me turn around and as I see a white nurse's cap there are a pair of very familiar brown eyes underneath it.
"Hey….I thought you were going to wear something different, but I sure don't mind. That outfit is so hot on you." Looking at him, I see that my lover is dressed in a white nurse's uniform, and not that of a male nurse. He's got the slutty female nurse thing going on; and my God does it look really good on him…damn is it turning me on so much.
"No, I told you I was going to wear the cop one…. I didn't have time to get anything else and besides I knew you liked it. What's with you in this one" He smiles that Greg smirk and cocks one hip out with his hand resting on it.
"You like? I have a friend who works at Desert Palm…you remember Laura? She had an extra uniform that didn’t fit her anymore. Luckily since she's shorter than I am the skirt is just the right length." He's right…it's hitting about mid-thigh and I can see the tops of a pair of white stockings being held by white garters, and his shoes are white platform sandals which if I'm not mistaken are from the store that all the strippers buy their shoes and accessories.
"It's great, baby. Very sexy with the combination of you and girl and…God, just everything." Giving me a big cherry red grin, he sticks out his fake chest and winks at me with a made-up eye. I think he knew what this would do to me, since even though we're madly in love with each other, a beautiful woman will still catch our eye and get us hard.
"Sanders…if I didn't know it was you, I'd grab your ass you look so fine!" We turn to see Hodges staring at my boyfriend, and dressed as Dracula looks about to suck on Greg's neck. I have to chuckle a little… Hodges tries to act like such a stud, and I've always thought he was either in the closet or a little confused, except my boy does look smoking hot in that nurse's outfit. In fact I hope we're not going to be here at this party too late, because I think I'm going to need to get out of these pants before I hurt a very dear part of my anatomy.
"Hey Hodges…do I need to shriek and run so you don't suck my blood?" I know what I would like to suck and it's certainly not his blood. While I giggle to myself, Hodges gets all flustered and walks away to the living room. Greg and I have a laugh then he pulls me with him to the kitchen, and there's Peter and Bobby having a discussion over the food trays that they're refilling and Greg starts talking to Bob.
"Nick! We were hoping you would get here! Crab puff?" I take the tidbit that Peter has held out to me, popping it in my mouth while he finishes the tray. I love these guys…they've helped me feel more relaxed about being open with my relationship with Greg. For a long time both Greg and I weren't sure about showing each other how we felt because I'd never known anyone in a healthy "normal" gay relationship and Greg had never been with another man. However, after a few dinners here with them and a good talk one night with Bob at work, we became comfortable enough so we could be true to each other and ourselves, and I will be forever grateful to them for their support.
"Hey Pete! You guys look so great; I love your costumes!" Bobby is dressed as a wizard and Peter is his black cat; and for most adult men, that would look so wrong, but on him it's very cute. Looking at the two of them, they are the epitome of 'opposites attract'. Bob is tall, slender and blond; Peter is tiny, a little chubby and Chinese. I guess Greg and I are opposites too, in a way; and speaking of my little hottie, where in the hell did he go?
"You look pretty yummy yourself there Mr. Po-liceman…want to frisk me? I've been a bad kitty." I know that he's just kidding because he's hopelessly in love with his husband, then I see Greg still talking to Bobby and looking over at Peter and me.
"I'm gonna go see what they're up to."
"Probably no good." Peter says laughing over his shoulder as he heads back to the party with the food, while I make my way over to my boyfriend and our friend.
"So, what fiendish plot are you two hatching?" They look at each other and smile before Bobby pats my shoulder and rejoins the others in the living room.
"Oh nothing." That means everything….what is going on in that handsome head of Greg's? "Hey…come with me." He jerks his head towards the back of the house where Bob and Peter's office and a powder room is, so I follow him to the tiny bathroom. Once inside, the door is locked and I'm slammed against the door with his mouth pressed up against mine, dress covered crotch grinding against mine and his strong hands cupping my ass through the fabric of my uniform pants. "God, I've wanted to do that since you walked in the door." I look at his face, and there's lipstick smeared all over his mouth, which means I'm probably wearing the same lovely shade of red now too. My fingers slip under the hem of his skirt, and it feels like he's wearing lace panties; so I pull up the dress and there they are….white lace high cut panties and nothing else besides a garter belt holding up the stockings.
"My…you are bold, my love. What if you had to pick something up off the floor, Greg?" Laughing that naughty little giggle he gets, his shoulders shrug then he puts both of my hands under the lace covering and over that sweet little caboose I love to kiss, bite and do lots of other lustful things to.
"That is part of the slutty nurse…the naughty lingerie. Does it bother you, baby?"
"No way. I'm afraid though that if you have anymore secrets in that costume G, you should tell me now…I don't want to be surprised." He chuckles and kisses around my mouth before pressing his lips to mine again.
"Rather than tell you…why don't I show you. We've been cordial, had a drink and a bite of food…let's go home, Nicky. Frisk me, cuff me, make me pay for my crimes." Licking my lips with that talented tongue of his, I can feel my cock getting harder and the crotch in my pants more and more uncomfortable.
"Don't have to tell me twice, let's go!" Greg grabs for a tissue to clean up the lipstick on each of us then reaches around me to open the door, and we walk quickly out to the party to say good bye to our hosts. We find the wizard and his pet sitting on the couch in the family room, and when Greg stops short in front of me, I'm not paying attention so I smack right into his back.
"Where are you two off to in such a hurry, as if I didn't know?" Peter is so observant about people and things…he'd make a good CSI if he didn't love having his own catering business so much. Looking from him to Bobby, I think they do know where we're going from the expressions on their faces.
"Well, we're getting a little tired, not having a really long sleep this morning, so we're going to call it a night." Just for effect, Greg lets out this totally fake yawn; and when we finish laughing, they walk us to the door. After saying thank you and giving them each a hug, Greg and I race to our cars wanting to get home as soon as we can.
I get into the house first, head to the bedroom to get a few things ready; and as I am turning down the bed and pulling out our bag of toys, I hear the back door close.
"Where are you Lover?" I can hear Greg's heels click on the hardwood floor of the hall and I answer him.
"In the bedroom G." As he turns the corner into our room, I see that the starched cap is gone and a few buttons have been opened as well, showing a white bra that matches the panties. "God I want you…" Walking over to where he's standing, I pull him into my arms and capture his mouth with mine, thankful that he's wiped off as much of that nasty tasting lipstick as he can.
"You can have me…anyway you want." My lips begin to work their way up his jaw as my hands head towards his hips, caressing both parts of his body. When he starts to unbutton the uniform, I push his hands away and undo the buttons myself until the dress is open and falling off his shoulders. Letting it fall to the floor, my kisses move to his collarbone and then he stops me. "Hey…my turn to remove some clothes." Smiling at me with those big chocolate eyes getting even darker with lust, he kicks off his heels then opens my uniform shirt. As each button is opened, it's followed by a kiss on my chest until the shirt has joined the dress on the floor.
"Now…your boobies, Mr. Sanders." It’s been a while since I've taken a bra off of anyone, but I still remember how to operate one. The lacy confection and the fake breasts are laid on the floor with the other clothing, and then Greg helps me off with my uniform pants undoing the button and zipper so slowly it's driving me insane.
"You do your boxers Nicky…I want to see that whole beautiful body." I peel the black boxer briefs off freeing my hard cock, which slaps against my stomach; and when I reach for his lace panties, his hand grasps my wrist. "Let's leave the belt and stockings on." An devilish smirk comes across his handsome face and I'm getting so turned on it's beginning to be almost painful.
"Sure G…anything." Once his underwear is removed, Greg climbs onto our bed bringing me with him, and then he flips me over before grasping my hard cock in his hand then beginning to stroke. I'm so close, he's only going to need a few minutes before I explode in his hand. My balls begin to burn and his tongue has made it's way into my ear.
"You like this? You want me to let you come?" His hot breath in my ear is pushing me right to the edge of the cliff…all I need is a push.
"Yes…please." His mouth clamps onto one of my nipples, making me let out a yelp before my toes curl and ribbons of cum shoot onto my stomach and chest as well as his hand. When I'm finished, Greg starts to lick it up before sliding up to kiss me, sharing my taste with me.
"Now…. we're going to have some fun together." He roots through our toy bag and comes up with the handcuffs we got from Archie and Hodges as an anniversary gift. I thought it was sort of crazy when we got them, but then I've never been known to be that freaky, or at least I wasn't really before I got together with Greg.
"You really want to do this? I can be the one tied up."
"No, I want to try it with you. I think it's going to be great."
"You sure G? Have you ever been tied up?" I did it a few times with one girlfriend in college, but not since then, and I was never the one restrained.
"Yes, I'm sure and I've done it before. This is what I want, and I hope it's you want it too, so tie me up lover!" I have to laugh; he's so fucking cute and I am a lucky man to have him in my life. Once Greg is settled on his back with a couple of pillows behind him, I open the buckle on one cuff, take one of his arms and kiss the wrist before I put the leather strap around it and fasten it again. As the second cuff gets buckled, his eyes are following my hands; and when I get off the bed to tie the tethers to the headboard pulling his arms over his head, I can hear his breathing getting a little shorter and louder. I move down and put my palm on his cheek.
"You good, babe? Are you okay? Do you want me to untie you, because I will." His head moves so he can kiss my hand then he shakes his head.
"No, it doesn't hurt, just haven't done it for a while. Please…do it, Nicky." Leaning down, I take his lips with mine and kiss him, sort of sucking on his bottom lip a little.
"Get ready, G. It should be fun." He lets out a little laugh and reaches up to kiss me again before I get back onto the bed and look in the toy bag to grab another toy to play with. I find a feather thingy….nah, he's not that ticklish. Ooh! I have it…a small butt plug that we've never used, and it shouldn't be bad if I lube it well. I take the plug, coat it up, and with one of his silk covered legs on my shoulder, I slip the diamond shaped plastic bullet between his cute little butt cheeks. When I look up at him, his mouth is wide open like he can't believe what I've just done.
"Are you okay Greg? Does it hurt?"
"No…no…I think I like this." He shakes his head and I hope he's not saying that just to please me.
"You ready, G?" When he nods, I smile at him before I lean down and take his tip between my lips, which gets a moan in return. After a few little licks, I take him full in my mouth, all the way down until my nose is buried in his hair. As I go to work savoring his lovely cock, one of my hands rubs his ass, and the other fondles his flat stomach.
"Nicky?" Good, his breath is coming shorter; he likes this. "Nicky!?" I move back, letting him fall out of my mouth, and put my hand on his thigh.
"Are you okay?" There's a light sheen of sweat on his chest and stomach already, but I'm more worried about his arms and shoulders.
"Yes…it’s so good. Please don't stop…. baby, please." Knowing he's feeling more than alright, I go back to my task; and once I start playing with his balls and twisting the plug inside him, it's just a few more minutes before Greg is moaning and pulling on the restraints, his back arches then he's shooting down my throat. Mm… I know what he was drinking at the party, his cum tastes like that evil red wine he loves. Once he's all done, I lick him clean, or as much as I can do with just my tongue, then move back up his body to lay on top of him.
"We still good? You want some more?" Seeing him all tied up with those stockings and the garter belt on, it's making me so hard again. I want to just pound him into the mattress, but I want to be careful not to hurt his arms.
"Yeah…fuck me…please? Nicky? Please fuck me….hard." That makes me laugh. My naughty boy…well I'm feeling a little more naughty too along with being horny as hell again. I scoot back up so I am sitting with my ass just above his crotch and start to grind a little while I pull on my cock that's hard once again, teasing him.
"Is this what you want G? You want this bad boy inside you instead of that plastic plug, pumping… sliding in and out of you." His eyes close as a groan escapes his lips, and I can feel his own erection coming to attention again under me.
"God yes, Nicky baby." I've never seen someone recover as quickly as Greg and it's so exciting as his partner. All right…enough torture of the both of us…I want him now. I lean over and grab the bottle of lube from next to us before moving back between his legs to play with the plug a little before gently pulling it out of him. A small gasp comes from him as it leaves his body so I press my lips against his knee.
"The arms and shoulders still alright? That's all we need…two dislocated shoulders." He nods in between his head going back and forth on the pillow. "Okay…just a minute, Baby." I get myself all lubed up then pull both of his long legs onto my shoulders. Holding onto his hips, I push into his body until my balls are almost against his ass. "Oh Baby!"
"Nick…" His breath is coming heavier already, then I feel him start to wiggle his hips.
"Are you ready babe?" My boy nods his head and I start to move. We get into a nice rhythm before I reach up and kiss him again, a nice long one with some tongue. As I continue to thrust, my hand strokes up and down one soft stocking-clad leg while the other hand moves to his chest to pinch his nipples. A little whimper comes from him, and he reaches his head up to lick my chin.
"God you feel so good. Maybe go a little faster, please love…fuck me harder…please!" I sit up and my arms move to wrap around the upper part of his legs then I start to pound into him, going a little deeper each time. The passion is building deep in me, and my balls are starting to tighten when I hear him moaning under me. Moving just a bit, I think I'm getting his sweet spot because his whimpers are getting louder and his face is getting flushed; so I let go of one leg and take him in my hand, stroking in time with our movements.
"Oh babe…it's just so…" I'm starting to lose the ability to make words let alone sentences. Making love to him does that to me…being inside of him and loving him makes me leave my brain somewhere else.
"Nicky…lover…just a little…more!" A couple more thrusts and then all of a sudden, he's sucking air and he comes, hitting me in the chin and chest along with his stomach. I have to push a little harder with his ass muscles tightening, but it's not long before I'm unloading myself into him.
"Baby! Shit yes! Greeeeeg!" When I'm done, I put his legs down with his feet on the bed so I can lean on his knees while I get my breath back. After a couple of minutes, I'm able to crawl up and unbuckle the cuffs from his wrists. Gently, each arm is brought back down to his side, and then I lie next to him, my head resting on his pillow and my arm across his body. A hand comes up to brush through my sweaty hair, and I move to look at the tired but glowing face of the man who I am fairly certain is the love of my life.
"Oh Nicky…that was just so incredible. I've never felt anything like that, ever."
"I know…me too. Your arms and shoulders okay?" I kiss each of his shoulders and rub my hand on his cheek, a little smile coming across his face.
"Yeah…I'm fine. Let me up for a minute, okay?" Giving him a kiss before I roll over onto my back, he gets up to go into the bathroom with the used plug; then comes back with a washcloth and a glass of water. After we're both all clean and rehydrated, he joins me under the covers, snuggling up to me. My hand reaches down to cup his ass as I hold him to my side, and not only are the garter belt and stockings gone, but he's got something smooth and leather in his grip. Pulling up his arm to see what my sneaky boy has in store for me, I see it's a riding crop that I've never seen before. I'm sure I have a combination of surprise and lust on my face then he circles the end of the crop around my nipple, and laughs.
"Now that we've played sexy cop and slutty nurse…how about we try horny cowboys?"
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Date: 2005-11-12 12:13 am (UTC)I love how Nick kept calling Greggy 'my boy' ;) That was incredibly hot.
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Date: 2005-11-12 04:48 pm (UTC)One guy calling the other 'my boy' is something I just do in my writing. lol I'm so happy you loved it.
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