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Title: The Incredibly True Adventures of Two Vulgar Little Beasties in Love
Author: Catlover2x
Pairings: Nick/Greg, other
Summary: AU. The ride on the angst train screeches to a halt, misunderstandings are cleared. And really, after all Nick went through at the drugstore, don’t you think he deserves a reward? Well, Greg does too. And he thinks he deserves a reward as well.
Rating: Chapter 9: NC-17
Chapters: 9/17
Disclaimer: So I was talking to Greg the other day and he assured me that this whole story is true, just as he told it to me. Okay, I wasn't really talking to him so call me a liar. Therefore this is all lies.
Beta'd by the extremely elegant Liriel and the divine Miss Kennedy
Dedicated to: mangojunkie



Greg felt a blackness descend over him like he hadn’t felt since he’d met Nick. He felt alone, cold and depressed; as if he had his own personal dark cloud that followed him everywhere. He was exhausted but he didn’t want to sleep.

He turned on the TV and flicked through all the channels. “Fucking 103 channels and all shit,” he muttered as he turned it off. He wandered upstairs and put on some depressing music, huddling in his room with his earphones on, even though his mother wasn’t home right now. There was no point attracting her attention if she did come home.

He wondered if he was hungry, but nothing tempted him. He wondered what Nick was doing and whether he’d even noticed that he was gone. The more he thought about it, the more depressed and angry he got.

He saw his phone light up and recognized Nick’s number. He clawed the earphones off and scrambled to get it, tripping over the cord in the process but managing to snag the phone off his desk as he went down. He landed with a thud and flipped the phone open.

“Hello?” he answered breathlessly.

“Am I interrupting something?”

Uh oh. Nick didn’t sound pleased.

“Um, no, I just tripped trying to get to the phone.” Greg kicked at himself, trying to unwind the cord from his foot.

“Where’d you go? I thought we would walk home together,” came Nick’s injured voice.

“You were busy,” Greg said, trying to cling to his mood even though he was actually thrilled that Nick called.

“Not too busy for you.” Nick’s voice warmed as he sensed the other boy’s insecurity. “You want to come over? I have some bruises I need you to kiss and make better.”

Greg’s dignity dissolved into a delighted giggle. “I can think of other things I’d like to kiss.”

“You know me, I’m open to all ideas,” Nick teased, knowing that Greg was far more adventurous than he was.

“Let me just take a shower, okay?” Greg asked.

“Sure, then come on over.” Nick paused. “You looked really cute in your sweater. Maybe it’s a good thing you left because I might have jumped you on the way home. Public indecency and all that.”

“I’ll be there in 20 minutes.”

~*~

“Why did you run off like that?” Nick asked between kisses.

“Tell you later,” Greg mumbled with his mouth full.

“Can we fuck today?”

Greg laughed. “Yes, you definitely deserve to score, Most Valuable Player.”

“Yeehaw! He scores twice in one day,” Nick smirked. He pulled Greg closer and slid a hand under his shirt, fumbling with his turtleneck. “This score means a lot more to me though. How many shirts are you wearing?”

Greg sat up and pulled both shirts over his head, not bothering with the buttons.

“Mmmm.” Nick ran his hand over Greg’s chest. The younger boy arched up with a moan at the touch of Nick’s lips on his nipple. He could never get used to how good it felt when Nick did that.

“Take this off,” he demanded, tugging at Nick’s sweater.

Nick lifted it over his head and undid his jeans, pushing them down and off. His cock stood up, swaying as it hardened, a drop gleaming at the tip.

Hungrily, Greg bent and took it his mouth, attempting to swallow as much of the hard shaft as he could in one gulp.

Nick felt back onto the bed with a startled groan, thrusting wildly up into Greg’s mouth. “God! Fuck! Don’t! Stop!”

Greg pulled off and coughed. He licked his lips and smiled. “Was that ‘don’t stop?’” His hand was working Nick’s length slowly as he spoke.

“Get up here,” Nick ordered.

Greg dropped his head with a wicked smile and proceeded to get up there using the slowest route possible. Starting at Nick’s balls, he kissed every inch of skin as his boyfriend moaned and squirmed beneath him. Greg made mental notes of spots that got a particularly good reaction, filing them away for future use; he had no moral qualms about sexual blackmail if it got him what he wanted.

Weakly, Nick tugged at him, but Greg liked being in control and he continued with his slow torture. Finally he reached Nick’s mouth and kissed him softly as he felt Nick’s lips open to him. He felt Nick’s hand slide through his long hair, caressing the back of his head and neck while holding him in place.

They stopped for air and just stared at each other for long minutes, the enormity of what they were about to do making them both shiver with excitement.

“We don’t have to,” Nick whispered.

“I want to,” Greg said, smiling.

“Are you scared?”

“A little. You?”

“Scared of hurting you. But I’m not scared of doing it.”

Greg took a deep breath and gave Nick one final kiss. He sat up and brushed his hair back out of his face. “Okay, let’s get this show on the road.” He knelt and undid his jeans, pushing them and his boxers down, sitting on his butt and pulled them off.

Nick watched him attentively but Greg didn’t seem scared so much as resolved. He ran his hands over his boyfriend’s thighs. “I hope you’re doing this because you want to, not because you think I want to.”

“Don’t you want to?” Greg looked uncertainly up at Nick.

“More than you’ll ever know,” Nick said with a little laugh. “But you don’t have to do this to please me. I want to but I’m perfectly happy with what we’ve been doing.”

Greg swung a leg over Nick’s body and the older boy moaned as Greg’s ass settled on his dick. He shivered as he imagined how it would feel to be buried inside Greg, memories of how good it felt to enter him with his fingers flooded his brain. Greg moved his hips, rubbing their cocks together lightly.

“I can’t wait.”

Nick grabbed his hips and tried to roll him under but Greg resisted.

“It says I should be on top, then I can control how fast you go in.”

“Okay, but it seems like that would hurt more,” Nick agreed dubiously.

“It says my weight will help me bear down,” Greg insisted. “Let’s at least try it that way first.”

“Okay, but if it hurts too much, we’ll just stop,” Nick warned.

“Nick, I really want to do this. It’s gonna hurt the first time, it says, and maybe even a couple times until I get used to it.”

“I just don’t want to hurt you,” Nick said softly.

“I know,” Greg said, putting his hand on Nick’s face as he looked earnestly into his boyfriend’s reluctant eyes. “But I really want to do this and I want it to be with you. I know you won’t hurt me on purpose.”

“Love you.”

“Love you too.”

Greg reached for the lube and spilled some onto his fingers, reaching behind himself to massage the skin around his entrance, his lower lip clenched between his teeth.

“Let me do that,” Nick offered.

Greg flashed him a grin and handed him the bottle, leaning forward to kiss Nick. While they kissed Nick slid his hand over Greg’s ass, dipping his fingers in the cleft, feeling the jerk as he brushed over the opening.

Greg moaned into the kiss with the first penetration. Nick could feel the muscles pulsating around his finger as he pushed the first one inside. The heat and constriction still surprised him and made him gasp. When he located the prostate, Greg gasped in his turn, lunging forward in surprise. “Fuck, I forgot how good that feels,” he groaned.

Nick just smiled and watched Greg’s face.

“Okay, add another.”

Nick added a second finger and Greg’s brows drew together as he felt the burning stretch. He moved restlessly as Nick allowed him time to adjust, nodding when he was ready. Nick stroked the inner walls gently, noticing that the younger boy relaxed more every time he brushed over that spot.

“Try three?”

Greg nodded and bit his lip as Nick gingerly inserted the third finger, barely repressing a moan. He gasped in an effort to control his body’s reaction. That really burned and it didn’t seem to be getting any better.

“Let’s just try it,” he gasped out.

“Are you sure?” Nick asked anxiously.

“Yeah.”

Nick lay flat on the bed, trembling with excitement as Greg fumbled with the condom, rolling it clumsily over his erection. The sight of slender fingers applying slick lubrication to his cock, along with the feel of it was almost more than Nick could withstand, especially knowing what came next.

They had prepared Greg as well as they could and he straddled Nick’s body, resting his butt for a minute on the older boy’s stomach, his hands stroking Nick’s smooth chest.

“Okay, here goes,” Greg announced. He lifted up and reached behind himself, searching for Nick’s cock. Nick fed it into his hand and gripped Greg’s hips while he waited.

There was tension on the younger boy’s face as he lined up the head with his opening. He allowed his weight to bear down and jerked away almost immediately. “Ow! You’re huge!”

“I think you have to relax more to let me in,” Nick gasped. Just the slight contact almost made him go through the roof; he could just imagine how hot it would be when he finally got inside.

“Okay.” Greg’s face was screwed up with concentration. If Nick hadn’t been so unbelievably horny he might have laughed at Greg trying so hard to relax.

Greg lowered himself gingerly again, until he felt the blunt hardness nosing at his entrance. Grimly he pushed until the head popped inside with a suddenness that made him freeze with pain, unable even to speak.

The look on his face alarmed Nick and he slid his hands hastily under Greg to cup his buttocks and support him. “Are you okay?”

Greg’s cock had gone completely limp and he looked a little pale, beads of sweat popping out on his brow.

“I’m okay,” he said in a tight voice. Nick felt the tension in his body as he started to shake, the muscles in his arms standing out starkly. Nick’s arms started to shake also with the effort of holding Greg up. The tightness clamping around his cock was almost painful and it didn’t seem as if Greg was relaxing. Instead he was tightening up even more.

With an effort, Nick pushed Greg up and off him, allowing him to tumble to the bed. Greg cried out and tried to resist, but Nick was stronger and overpowered him. He hid his face in a pillow, turning away from Nick.

Nick rubbed his hand over Greg’s back comfortingly. “We’ll just try another way, babe. The site said it would be easiest if you were on your front. We’ll do it, don’t worry.”

“I wanted to see your face while we fucked,” Greg answered in a sulky voice hovering on the edge of tears.

“If I have my way, you’ll have plenty of times to see my face,” Nick murmured, kissing the back of Greg’s neck. “I want to see yours too, but neither of us is used to this, so let’s take it slow and easy, okay?”

“’Kay.” Greg sighed in resignation.

He allowed Nick to pull him to the center of the bed and raised his hips so his boyfriend could slide a pillow underneath him.

Nick parted his legs and settled between them, running his hands over Greg’s back, rubbing his shoulders to relax him. “See how you don’t have to strain every muscle to hold yourself up this way? You can just concentrate on relaxing your… your…”

“Hole,” Greg said crassly.

“Hole,” Nick gulped. “And I’ll bet it’ll hurt a lot less. I’ll go slow.”

He cupped Greg’s beautiful ass in his palms. Just the sight of Greg’s body did things to him and he was still hard even despite his concern. He parted Greg’s cheeks, eyeing the tight little hole and lining himself up.

It was harder than he thought, trying to push through the resistance of Greg’s muscles, but at last he popped inside and both boys gasped. Greg breathed heavily with the strain of trying to adjust to the unaccustomed invasion and Nick was afraid to move, afraid that this wouldn’t work and Greg wouldn’t be able to take it.

His fingers were gripping the younger boy’s hips as he struggled to remain motionless.

Slowly Greg’s breathing changed. “Okay, you can go ahead.”

Nick rocked his hips experimentally, inching forward. “God, you are so tight! So hot! I can’t… it’s just… so hot…”

Greg let out a low moan and Nick froze instantly. “Am I hurting you?”

“Yeah, but it is better this way.”

Nick watched Greg’s profile, crushed into the pillow, noticing the moment when the tension eased from between his brows. “Ready?”

“Yeah.”

He rocked his hips again, sliding in another inch. He hoped he wouldn’t come. He looked down to check his progress and the sight of his cock disappearing inside Greg’s body, the pink hole stretching around him, almost made him come on the spot. He looked away hastily; he had to hold back for Greg’s sake. He thought about bras.

Greg thrust his ass up slightly, gaining another quarter inch. “Go on, it’s starting to feel good.”

“Really?” Nick was delighted. The hot grip on his cock was driving him crazy and he wanted to drive home in a single thrust but he controlled his impulse.

“Yeah, feels full in a weird way, but nice. Keep going.”

Nick pressed forward, moving inside with infinitesimal care, hovering on the edge of his control, until he was completely inside Greg.

“Oh, fuck,” Greg breathed and his hips gave that familiar jerk as Nick slid by his prostate.

“Did I hit it?” Nick asked with delight, secretly proud as all hell that he’d managed it on his first try.

“Yeah,” was Greg’s breathy response. “I’m getting hard again. God, this feels so good.”

Nick leaned forward to kiss Greg, who turned his head to meet him. “Can I move?”

“Yeah, but go slow,” Greg warned.

“I’ll try,” Nick said, honestly unsure whether he’d be able to quell the lust raging through him. His whole body felt like it was on fire, but his cock was especially ablaze with the tight heat gripping him. It was as if Greg’s body was pulling him further inside, inviting him in.

He pulled out slowly, only about halfway and Greg moaned again. Nick pushed back in and Greg jumped and squeaked. “Good?”

“Oh yeah!” Greg cried enthusiastically. “Really good!”

Nick felt his hips take over in the instinctive rhythm as he fucked Greg at an easy pace. The snug channel clasping him narrowed his focus to his dick and he started to move faster.

“God, this feels so good,” he groaned.

His hips started to jerk rapidly as he picked up speed. His confidence built until he was fucking Greg harder, the sound of flesh slapping together filling the room along with their breathing and an occasional moan.

Nick was so overwhelmed with the sensation of actually fucking for the first time and being inside Greg that he got a little wild and pulled out too far.

Both boys moaned simultaneously when he fell out. “Sorry, sorry,” Nick apologized as he frantically aligned himself and pushed back inside. Greg seemed a little more relaxed now and accepted Nick’s cock without pain, raising his ass to help.

Nick grabbed his hips and pulled him up onto his knees. The logical orderly part of his brain said, “Oh, look, you fit together just right from hip to knee, just perfect for fucking,” while the animal part was growling, “Fuck! Mine! Good!”

Greg rested his head on his arms crossed on the pillow and he tried to push back in time with Nick, but the other boy was moving so fast now, all he could do was brace himself. He couldn’t believe how great this felt! And after it hurt so much at first! He couldn’t wait for them to be done so they could do it again!

He felt Nick’s hands digging into his hips with an iron grip but he didn’t care. Nothing mattered except the hard length inside him, claiming him, fucking him. Nick’s cock brushed over his prostate with every stroke, filling him with ecstasy. A warm glow spread over his whole body and he felt his toes curl with the intensity of the sensation.

It turned into a wild, desperate fuck, both boys straining as they pushed together. Greg clenched his ass with each brush of his prostate and Nick could feel the inner muscles rippling around him. He couldn’t hold off any longer and cried out as he drove in a frenzy until his orgasm spilled deep inside Greg. With a final thrust, he sent them both flat on the bed.

Greg could feel the sweat, slick between them, and Nick’s chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. He could feel the cock that at first he feared would split him in two, shrinking inside him. He squeezed his muscles, trying to keep it inside and Nick fell out with an audible plop.

Suddenly Greg found himself flat on his back, his aching cock in Nick’s mouth. The older boy knelt between his legs, jacking him with one hand while he sucked. Greg was so aroused that it didn’t take long before he was crying out and thrusting wildly into Nick’s mouth.

Nick sat back and wiped his hand over his mouth. He was still breathing heavily and his cock was half hard again at the sight of Greg’s blissful face. He peeled the condom off and tossed it in the trash.

Greg opened his eyes and Nick felt almost like crying, they were so full of love.

“That was fucking amazing,” Greg gasped.

“Fucking amazing,” Nick agreed. He flopped down next to Greg, taking him into his arms. He’d never felt more like cuddling, there was just something about Greg. Now that he’d fucked him, he felt more than ever that Greg was his, something precious that he wanted to hold and protect. His. His boyfriend. His love.

“I never thought it would feel so good,” Greg breathed. “Especially after the way it started.”

“I’m so glad,” Nick said fervently. He had really hoped Greg would enjoy this because he wanted to do it again. Soon, as in, like, right now. “I was really worried that it hurt too much. What did it feel like at first?”

“Sort of crampy pain. Almost as if it was cold and it hurt.” Greg squirmed and Nick looked down to see him fingering his entrance, as if he couldn’t believe what they had just done. “But once you got inside, it was like being jerked off from the inside. I don’t know how to explain it, it’s just a whole other horniness joining up to the horniness of your cock, you know? How did it feel for you?”

“God, you were so tight, it’s like the best pressure on my dick, you just gripped me all around. I’ve never felt anything like it. And you’re so warm inside, like you’re running a fever. It was so hot.”

“So is it better than a blow job?” Greg grinned.

“It’s not better, I’d never say no to a blow job, it’s just more, you know.” Nick paused, struggling for a way to explain it. “It’s like we were connected. Being inside you… it’s just… wonderful. You’ll see.”

“You’d let me fuck you?” Greg gasped.

“Of course, if it feels that good, I want to see what it feels like when you do it to me. And I wouldn’t do something to you I wouldn’t let you do to me,” Nick said tenderly.

Nick kissed Greg and for a few minutes, they just lay in each other’s arms, kissing slowly.

“You know you’re mine now, right?” Nick tightened his arms around Greg, surprised at the strong embrace he received in return.

“No, you’re mine,” Greg said fiercely.

Nick glowed. He was with his man.

~*~

That night, after they made love for the first time, Greg didn’t get much sleep. He made it home before his curfew and went straight upstairs, grateful that he’d done his homework earlier. There was no way he could have concentrated on it now.

He would doze off and then awake with a jerk, smiling as he remembered what it felt like when Nick fucked him. He had a new awareness of his body, the soreness of his ass, bruises on his hips, the sensitivity of his lips, the lower one slightly swollen where he’d bitten it to stifle his moans when Nick was penetrating him.

But the aches and pains were nothing compared to feeling beautiful and desired and cherished. What they had done together in bed had made him feel that Nick truly loved him. The look in his boyfriend’s eyes as he watched Greg trying to take him inside was patient and caring rather than just horny. The kisses were deeper and more meaningful than ones meant merely to arouse.

Greg felt valued. As if he knew now where he belonged and whom he belonged to. He hugged a pillow to his chest, pretending it was Nick. The only thing that could have made it better would have been if they could have spent the entire night together.

Each time he woke up that night, he felt happy.

~*~

Nick was waiting for him in front of the house when he left for school. Their eyes met and they beamed at each other, their happiness communicating without words.

“How are you today?” Nick asked meaningfully.

Greg squeezed the muscles of his butt, feeling the delicious, lingering soreness, a palpable reminder of yesterday. “Great! How about you?”

“I’ve never felt better in my life,” Nick grinned.

Greg drifted through his classes that day, buoyed by a happy euphoria, with a vague smile for anyone who spoke to him. All he could think about was Nick and when they could do it again. He shivered with delight whenever he saw Nick at school, marvelling that the two of them had been rolling around naked together just yesterday.

Archie was amused although he didn’t understand exactly what was making Greg so vague. Sara was sharper; she noticed that when their eyes met there was a new glow to them. She was happy for Greg, but it didn’t prevent her from teasing him whenever the opportunity presented itself.

They were running the track together, bundled against the cold when she finally asked, “So did you and Nick fuck?”

“Sara!” Greg stopped running and glared at her.

She jogged in place in front of him with a huge grin on her face. “So the answer’s yes, huh?”

“Sara, have I ever asked you anything so crude about Melissa?”

“Nope, but feel free to,” she invited with a big grin.

“My sex life is none of your business,” Greg said with dignity. Descending rapidly to the merely threatening he added, “You’d better not tell anyone.” He started running again.

Sara caught up easily. “Sorry, Greg.” But she didn’t sound very sorry. After a brief silence, she asked, “Are you in love with him?”

Greg glanced at her but she was no longer teasing, there was a serious look was on her face. “Why do you ask?”

“I want to know what it feels like.”

“Aren’t you in love with Melissa?”

“I don’t think so,” Sara said dispassionately. “I like her, I think she’s cute and smart, but I can’t imagine spending the rest of my life with her. Is that how you feel about Nick?”

“Yeah,” was all Greg said but it spoke volumes.

“Then I hope you do,” Sara replied.

~*~

It was knowing that someone was there for him that gave Greg confidence. Knowing that when he left school, Nick would be waiting for him, that he wanted to spend all his free time with him, which made him feel good.

He came out of the school and there Nick was, his breath visible in the chilly air, waiting to walk home with him. Their eyes met, big silly grins on their faces; they didn’t even have to speak, it was just being together that was so great.

When they arrived at Greg’s house, he hesitated. “Well, I have to do my homework.”

“I know,” Nick nodded.

Greg began backing up the steps and Nick followed him one step at a time. “I have to go.”

“I know,” Nick said, his silly grin intact.

“So, I’m going inside now.”

“I am too.”

“You can’t stay!” Greg hissed although he was terribly pleased.

“I won’t,” Nick promised.

Greg fumbled with the key and as he turned it, Nick pushed him inside, capturing him inside the vestibule. “Just let me kiss you.”

Greg couldn’t refuse; he’d been dying for a kiss all day. “Just one.”

Nick made it a long one, never breaking contact as he kissed Greg’s lips, parting them with his tongue, darting his inside his boyfriend’s mouth, grinding against the younger boy. He kissed him thoroughly, leaving them both breathless. He rested his forehead against Greg’s, panting, “Just one, see”

“How am I going to keep my mind on chemical compounds now?” Greg thrust against Nick.

“I wish you could have stayed over last night,” Nick said, tucking Greg’s hair behind his ear.

“Yeah, me too,” Greg said shyly. He was still incredulous that Nick could possibly feel the same way he did.

Nick brushed Greg’s cheek with the backs of his fingers. “I love you,” he said tenderly.

“I love you too.”

“I’m going now.”

“Okay.”

“Okay, this time I’m really going.”

“Yeah, you have to, my mom’ll be home in 15 minutes.”

“Well, bye. Will you call me after you’re done with homework?”

“Yeah, but I can’t come over tonight.”

Nick’s face fell and Greg was thrilled that he was disappointed. “Maybe tomorrow?”

“I’m counting on it.” Nick turned and leaped down the stairs, turning to wave before he jogged home.

“Wow,” Greg whispered, shutting the door when he could no longer see Nick.

~*~

tbc