nickngreg | Fic: Life Changes 8/29 (Reply)

TITLE: LIFE CHANGES
RATING: This chapter is NC-17
PAIRINGS: Nick/OMC
WARNINGS: Very adult content, language and descriptions
SUMMARY: A casual remark can change a life
SPOILERS: None
BANNER: Created by Bflyw
DISCLAIMER: If you don’t recognize it, it’s mine. Otherwise, everything belongs to Bruckheimer, CBS and Zuicker.

A/N: I know I said I would be posting Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday but I’m going into the hospital tomorrow and I don’t know when I will be back.

Previous chapters can be found here

Nick was really glad that Collin’s sporty, little roadster had the top down because the tension in the car was thick enough to taste and breathe and he was pretty sure they would have smothered if the car had been enclosed. Before Nick’s confession and Collin’s equally-surprising admission, ‘Chris’ had been pretty smooth with the gear shifting and the leg rubbing. Collin, on the other hand, was just a tad jerky on the gears and his hand moved from Nick’s leg to his shoulder where he could rub the back of his fingers across Nick’s cheek.

Nick finally said, “Uh Collin?”

Collin risked a quick look at him and said, “You want to know why the alias?”

Nick nodded and caught his breath when Collin’s hand went up his leg far enough to just brush across his crotch.

Collin said, “We’ve got just enough time to explain before we get to my place - I have other plans for my mouth once we get there. Right after I came to Atlanta, I went bar-hopping one night. It was a decent place called ‘The Gold Club’. I picked up a guy who was well-dressed, well-spoken and I told him my name and took him back to my place. Once he got inside my apartment, Dr. Jekyll turned into Mr. Hyde. He threw me down on the bed, put his knees in my back and ripped my trousers off. He raped me; no lube and no mercy. I thought he was going to kill me because I couldn’t breathe and I was fighting to get my arms under me so I could get some space between my chest and the mattress.”

Nick said, “Positional asphyxia. You instinctively did the right thing and you probably saved your life.”

“Yeah, well I wasn’t sure it was the right thing for quite a while after that. I called some friends and they got me to the ER. I was in the hospital for 6 days, had a temporary colostomy to let my rectum heal and let me tell you, taking a shit was an adventure in pain for a long time. But the worst was; the guy had my address, my wallet, my driver’s license and all my personal information. He called me when I got home from the hospital and told me how much he enjoyed our ‘date’ and how he was looking forward to another session with me.”

“Jesus H. Christ.” Nick was stunned, more at the matter-of-fact tone of voice Collin was using than the actual events. After all, Nick had seen even worse in his job. “What finally happened? Did they catch him?”

Collin said, “The police didn’t but some of my friends who worked construction with me told me to invite him over. Make him think that being raped and almost killed was a secret fantasy of mine. He showed up with wine and flowers. I let him in and he grabbed me and shoved me face-first into my own front door and that’s when my friends got him.”

Nick said, “Collin, wait a minute. I’m in law enforcement. You can’t confess a crime to me. I would have to report it.”

For the third time that night, Collin pulled over to the curb. He turned off the ignition and then turned to Nick. He took his face in his hands and kissed him and there was no passion, no attempt to inflame or arouse, just an almost aching gentleness. He said, “Nicky, I have no idea what happened to the guy. I never saw him again but my wallet with all my ID, cards and money turned up a few days later in a plain manila envelope propped up against my door.”

Nick asked, “Why are you telling me this?”

Collin answered, “Because you asked and because you’re the first guy I’ve told my real name and the first guy I’ve wanted to take home with me since that happened. I’m not asking for anything from you and I’m not promising anything to you. But, for the first time since that night, I feel something besides the need to get laid. Now, do you still want to go home with me?”

Nick looked at his potential lover. He looked at the handsome, almost beautiful face, the cool grey eyes and the full lips that made his mouth water every time he thought about them moving over his body. He leaned forward and kissed those sweet lips and nibbled on the bottom one, sucking and pulling it into his mouth where he could lick and taste it. He pulled back, smiled at Collin and said, “If you stop this damn car one more time before we get to your place, I’m going to have to shoot you on general principles.”

Collin laughed out loud, started the car and took off down one of the forty thousand Peachtree Blvd, Street, Avenue, Circle…whatever…that greater Atlanta was famous for.
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The next time the little car stopped was in an underground parking area under a large apartment building. There was a sign on the wall of the spot Collin pulled into that said, ‘C. Travis’. Collin took Nick’s hand and they walked over to an elevator where Collin entered a code into the key pad beside the door. The doors opened silently and the two men entered.

Nick fully expected Collin to kiss him as soon as they got inside. He had pulled Nick’s hand into his lap and held it against his very impressive erection as soon as they got back on the road after their last stop. Nick still felt the heat from Collin’s body; it was wrapped around him like an invisible blanket and he was almost aching to feel all of him. He thought that if just putting his hand on Collin’s dick could cause such arousal, he might not survive a full body press. When Collin just leaned back against the elevator wall and smiled at Nick, he couldn’t wait. He turned to him, wrapped his arms around him and kissed him.

Collin let out a little gasp and for one brief second, Nick thought that he was going to pull away from him but then his arms came around Nick’s body and he returned the kiss enthusiastically. Nick was lost in the feel of Collin’s hard body pressed against him from knees to mouth. It was so different from kissing a woman; not better or worse but different. Hard, firm substance where a woman was all soft curves. Nick found that being able to hold and grasp and not worry about hurting someone was exhilarating. He was considering just kissing Collin for the next three or four days when he heard someone clear their throat. He knew it wasn’t him and he was pretty sure it wasn’t Collin but he let go of him at once.

Collin had a sort of embarrassed grin on his face and was looking up at the corner of the elevator. He raised his arm and waved at the corner and said, “Uh Hi Mr. Jenson.”

Nick turned around slowly, looked up at the corner and knew immediately that the little red light in the corner was a surveillance camera that had just recorded his physical assault. An obviously amused voice came out of the ceiling somewhere and said, “Good evening Collin or should I say good morning? I assume you had an enjoyable evening?”

Collin answered the invisible voice. “Oh yes I certainly did. Mr. Jensen, this is Nick Stokes. He’s from Las Vegas and he's here on vacation.”

He looked over at Nick who was still staring at the red light with an expression of complete horror on his face. “Nick, say hello to Mr. Jensen. He’s the building caretaker and a general guardian angel for all of us who live here.”

Nick swallowed and on his third attempt, managed a weak wave at the camera and a subdued, “Good Evening Mr. Jensen.”

The voice, which Nick was beginning to think of as god with a small ‘g’, answered him (still obviously trying not to laugh), “Welcome to Atlanta Mr. Stokes, or as most of my charges call it, Hotlanta. I would wish you a happy vacation but it does seem that you are having a, shall we say, memorable experience so far. By the way Collin, Naomi took Rally out about midnight and asked me to tell you that she is going to be home tomorrow and for you to just leave him with her and pick him up Saturday or even Sunday if you wish. And now gentlemen, since you are the last ones in tonight, I am going to wish you both a pleasant good evening. ”

The red light blinked off and Nick let out the breath he’d been holding ever since the voice interrupted him. He looked over at Collin. He could tell he was trying very hard to keep a straight face. Nick's look changed into a ferocious glare and he said, “So help me God, Collin if you laugh, you’re sleeping on the couch.”

Collin, between chuckles, said, “But Nick, it’s my apartment and my bed. Why do I have to sleep on the couch?”

Nick said, “Because it’s my dick and my ass you’re lusting after and why in the HELL didn’t you tell me you had live surveillance in your elevator?”

Collin gave up the battle and laughed out loud. Between chuckles and trying to get his breath, Nick could hardly understand him say, “Because you had your tongue down my throat and your hands on my butt before I could say anything and then I was liking it too much to care who was watching.”

By this time, they were at Collin’s apartment door and had entered his home. He locked the door and slipped Nick’s jacket off his shoulders. He hung Nick’s coat and his in a closet beside the door. He turned to Nick and said, “Are you really thinking about making me sleep away from you? Would you be that cruel to both of us? From the first moment I looked across that dance floor at Body Heat and saw you, I’ve been wondering how you will feel and taste; how your voice will sound when I lick the cum from your dick for the first time. I want to know if you will scream or moan when I deep-throat you. Don’t you want to find out if you’re a screamer or a moaner when my cock slides inside you?”

Nick was speechless. His body was on fire, his hands were shaking. He was trying to swallow but his mouth kept filling with saliva and he was afraid he was going to drool. He just barely realized that he was completely out of control and somewhere in his mind he also realized that he didn’t care. Like a newborn baby, blind and hungry, he just wanted to grab onto Collin somewhere. He wanted to fasten his mouth and hands on him and hang on. Again he couldn’t understand why Collin wasn’t kissing him. He knew that he had to want to as much as Nick did.

Collin took his hand and led him down the hall and into his bedroom. Nick didn’t know where he was going nor did he care. He kept trying to wrap himself around Collin who kept holding him off. He couldn’t form coherent words but Collin must have understood his sounds because he started unbuttoning Nick’s shirt. He said, “Nicky, baby. The next time I kiss you, I want to feel my nipples rubbing against your bare skin. I want our dicks to be sliding together, hot and hard and wet with cum. Can you wait until I get us undressed and into bed? Can you do that for me?”

Nick had no idea what he answered or if he even did answer but he felt Collin slip his shirt off. He undid Nick’s slacks and gently walked him over to the bed. He pulled the covers down and pushed Nick back on the bed. He knelt in front of him and slid his shoes and socks off. He told Nick to lie back on his elbows and raise his hips so he could take his pants off. Nick did everything he was told. Collin turned away and went to put Nick’s clothes on a chair. He took his own off and put them on the chair also and then turned back to Nick. He walked over to the bed and for the first time, Nick looked at a naked, male body up close and personal; a male body that sported a cock that was hard and leaking creamy-looking drops from its head. Nick raised his eyes and looked at Collin. He felt his breath stop in his lungs and he thought that as hot and exciting as Collin’s dick was, the expression on his face was more so. It was so hungry it was frightening. Collin knelt on the bed and then slowly slid down until he was lying beside Nick.

He took Nick in his arms and Nick felt their nipples hard and erect rubbing against each other. He felt his dick rub against Collin’s and he kept trying to remember that he was a man and men don’t cry. Collin kissed him and Nick thought that he couldn’t breathe and that he didn’t care and that he wanted so much he didn’t know where to start. Collin kept kissing him and rubbing against him. He felt his hands rub down his back and his fingers slipped between Nick’s cheeks and brushed over his puckered hole. Nick was pretty sure his prostate was somewhere inside his body and he couldn’t figure out why he felt electric shocks every time Collin’s finger stroked over that tiny, tight hole.

Collin kissed Nick’s forehead and let his lips drift down to Nick’s eyelids. Nick felt his tongue licking across his closed eyes and then his lips brushing little kisses across his cheeks and his mouth and down under his jaw and then back up to his ears. Nick was paralyzed with sensations he had never felt before. He had no will and no desire to stop Collin from doing anything he wanted. It took a moment for him to realize that Collin was saying his name over and over again. He couldn’t answer him but he did open his eyes and looked at him.

Collin was shaking so hard Nick could feel the tremors all through his body. He said, “Nick, can you understand me?”

Nick nodded his head yes.

Collin’s voice was shaking too but his lips were strong and firm on Nick’s. He kissed him for a long time then he said, “I’m too far gone to fuck you. I don’t have the control to keep from hurting you. I want to make us come this way and I promise you, the next time, I’ll be so far inside you, you’ll taste me when I come. Is that OK?”

Nick was amazed to hear himself say, “What way?” He didn’t think he was able to say anything.

Collin reached for Nick’s hand. He took their hands and pulled them between their bodies and wrapped them around their cocks. They were both wet and slick with pre-cum and their hands slid up and down between them. Nick had a wild thought that it was like Boy Scouts using friction to start a fire and then the sparks burst into flame and all he could feel was Collin’s hard dick rubbing up and down against his. Because of their positions, the underside of Nick’s head was pressed into the underside of Collin’s so that the most sensitive parts were rubbing together. Nick felt Collin move his hand and he almost cried at the loss until he felt the hand cupping his balls and holding them against another set of balls. He felt both pairs start to draw up and knew he was about to have his first orgasm with a man and that was the last rational thought he had before he felt his brain shut down as the hot, thick jets of sperm spurted out his dick.