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Part 13

Five minutes later and both were stood under the water together.  Nick had pulled Greg under the shower spray, running gentle kisses all over the skin he could reach, hands caressing his sides and back.  Greg arched into the touch, turning his head away when Nick moved up to mouth and lick his neck.  

"I can't seem to touch you enough," Nick murmured, his fingers skimming over Greg's chest and stomach, thumb pausing to tease at a nipple, relishing the resulting gasp.  

"Likewise," Greg felt his head spinning with the feeling of Nick worshipping his body.  He wound his own arms around Nick's waist drawing him in tight against him.

"I love the way you feel."  Nick ran his hands over Greg's shoulders and sides, nuzzling his face against his neck and mouthing the skin all the way down to his chest.  "The way you smell."

Greg leant his head back, tipping it under the spray.

Nick licked at Greg's skin, lips skimming over a nipple.  "The way you taste."  Greg groaned.  "Everything."  Nick ran a hand down to caress his lower back and buttocks.  "You're addictive."

Greg moaned and melted even further into Nick's arms, sliding his groin against Nick's.  Feeling Nick's hands leave him and then hearing a small pop, he opened his eyes to see Nick squeezing a small blob of shower gel into his palm.  With slow and tender movements Nick massaged the gel into Greg's skin, starting with his shoulders and arms.  Gently turning him around he worked his way down his back, using smooth sweeping strokes, fingers and thumbs to massage the muscles.  

Greg groaned, his head falling forward, arms going out to support himself against the wall.  Moving down, Nick stroked across Greg's butt and down the back of his legs.  He kissed and nuzzled the back of his neck as he reached round to wash his chest and stomach.  Moving his hand down he ran it along Greg's semi-hard length a couple of times before kneeling down to pay attention to his legs and feet.  

Once he was sure everywhere had been covered he stood back up, mouth once again going to the back of his neck and shoulders.  He wanted Greg as relaxed and comfortable as possible and to Nick this was one of the best places to achieve that.  

Nick was feeling nervous about taking this step and he knew that at any moment Greg could change his mind.  He'd told Greg that enough times.  He wanted Greg to be able to trust him completely.  It was a scary position to be in but it also made him burst with pride and love when he thought about how much trust Greg had already shown him.  They'd gone out a couple weeks ago, on a 'special' shopping trip after having a conversation about taking the last step in their physical relationship.  They'd agreed that if and when the time arose, it would be better to be prepared.  An embarrassing afternoon later they had stocked up on lube and condoms, which had been nestled in Nick's bathroom cupboard ever since.  He knew Greg didn't see it as any pressure, but more as a sensible and logical step.  

Only when Greg had spoken to him tonight did they mention it again.  He'd felt that there was something a little more in Greg's behaviour towards him tonight, something a little more frantic in his touch, something little bit more intense in his look, but only when Greg had whispered his desire in his ear did he realise what was on Greg's mind.  He hadn't been surprised since they both knew they had been thinking about it more and more lately but he hadn't expected it to quite so soon.  Now that he had asked, Nick wanted to make the experience the best ever.  Loving, relaxed, tender, passionate, everything to erase what he had gone through when he was teenager.  Nothing about what they were about to do would be anything like what he had experienced on that night.  Nothing.  

Massaging Greg's shoulder and back he carefully moved his hand back down to Greg's buttocks, laving his mouth across the wet skin, following the trail his fingers made until he reached the swell of Greg's butt.  Bracing his hands gently on either side of Greg's hips he kissed and nibbled all around, using his thumbs to caress the sides of his buttocks.  Greg had made any more sound but when Nick glanced up he could see him still leaning against the wall, his forehead leant against the tiles, his breathing low and even, his whole body relaxed.  He slide his hand down between Greg's legs, caressing his balls gently and moving forward to stroke his cock.  When he pulled it back to ghost up between Greg's buttocks he felt the other man flinch slightly, but leaning down he pressed light kisses to his lower back the tension leave Greg's body.  

He moved his hand downwards again further between Greg's buttocks until he reached the tiny entrance there.  At the first touch of his lips against it he felt Greg jerk again.  Reaching up one hand he smoothed it against Greg's stomach.  

"It's okay."  Greg breathed. "It's just...wow..."

"Sensitive, huh?"

"Oh yeah."  And Nick could hear the humour in his voice then.  

"Keep going?"

"Ohh yeah.  I shall hunt you down if you stop."

Nick chuckled and bent back to the task.  Kissing, licking and loving, finding he loved this.  He had never been much into this when he'd been with the few other men he'd see.  He knew how nice it was to receive, but he'd never been much into giving.  He's own ?? preventing him from enjoying it all that much.  But with Greg, with Greg it was different, because it *was* Greg.  He couldn't get enough.  It was like everything about Greg.  One touch was never enough, one kiss was never enough, he had to have everything.  It would be scary if he thought about it for too long but he couldn't bring himself to worry, because he suspected that Greg felt exactly the same.  

At the first slide of his tongue inside, he felt Greg's legs give slightly and he tightened his grip on Greg's hips to steady him.  "Oh God," he heard Greg gasp under his breath.  Smiling mentally, Nick continued, spending every ounce of his attention on Greg, listening and loving the steady stream of utterances from Greg's mouth at his touch.

When he felt Greg had relaxed enough, he pulled back to slip a hand up, running one finger gently over the entrance, slipping a finger tip in and out briefly but gently.  He heard Greg's groan, feeling the way he pushed his body back against Nick's touch.  Standing, he reached over and switched the shower off, the absence of the water and the noise of the shower strange.  Greg twisted in his arms, reaching to pull Nick into a deep passionate kiss.  Both groaned into the embrace.  Breaking the kiss, Nick took Greg's hand and lead him to the bedroom, stopping only to open the bathroom cupboard and retrieve the necessities.  

Once in the bedroom, he watched as Greg moved over to the bed, laying down and looking back at Nick. He felt his own cock twitch as he took in the sight of Greg naked.  He'd seen Greg naked before of course, in the time that they had been together, but it never failed to take his breath away.  Lean and strong, all smooth skin and supple muscles.  

Greg was noticing the same thing about him and as Nick walked towards him, couldn't help but bite his bottom lip as he took in the sight.  His eyes drifted down to Nick's erection, jutting out and he felt a small frizzle of nerves shoot threw him.  Nick, watching Greg's face, caught it.

"Hey, you alright?" he asked softly, stretching out along side of Greg.

Greg grinned shyly.  "Yeah.  I...it's just you're...big."  He blushed, darting embarrassed eyes up to Nick.

Nick smiled and reaching one had down, cradled it beneath Greg's own hardened member.  "Not the only one buddy."

Greg closed his eyes at Nick's touch. "Flattery will get you everywhere," he whispered.  "It's just some parts of me are a little...overwhelmed...shall we say."

"It'll be okay."  Nick reassured Greg.  "But if you want to wait, it's okay."

"God, no," Greg replied quickly, opening lust filled eyes.  "I really want this.  I just never realised how...well, you know, when up close and personal."

Nick smiled and caught Greg's mouth in a deep kiss.  "You've seen me before."

"Not when I was considering this."

Nick nodded in understanding.  Stroking his hands up and down he proceeded to get Greg back to the relaxed and comfortable state he'd been in the shower.  It didn't take long and when he pushed Greg over to rest on his side, there was no resistance.  Popping the cap on the lube he squeezed out a small amount onto his fingers and putting it back where he could reach it again, snuggled up in front of Greg laying soft gentle kissed all around his mouth and jaw.  Carefully he ran his hand down between Greg's legs until he found the tiny entrance again and with smooth strokes ran his fingers all around the area, spreading the lube generously, before pressing slowly against the ring of muscle.  

This time there was no flinch or jerk.  Greg knew what was coming and he was relaxed enough to accept it.  Nick could hear his breathing up itself in pace slightly, but other than that Greg was fine.  He snaked his other hand down to stroke Greg's cock lazily.  Pressing in he stroked the finger in and out slowly.  Angling the tip he pressed upwards and smiled when he heard Greg gasp, eyes shooting open.  

"Whoa!"  He turned wide eyes to Nick, mouth opened in a 'o' shape.  

"Good?"

All Greg could do was nod as Nick pressed again, enjoying the look on Greg's face, the way his breathing hitched more to cope with the new sensations flooding through him from that little gland.  Feeling Greg was ready he pressed a second finger forward with the first, watching the tiny line that appeared on Greg's forehead as he felt the extra pressure.  Nuzzling his face against Greg's, he whispered softly.  "Okay?"

Greg nodded.  "Feels good; weird, but good.  Especially when you do..."  He trailed off as Nick did exactly that, pressing his fingers against that magic area.  

After a while Nick felt Greg loosen even more and carefully and slowly tried with three fingers.  He felt Greg's body stiffen slightly, but before he could whisper anything soothing, he felt Greg consciously try to relax himself.  Breathing through his mouth, he turned his head to gaze at Nick.

"Full, but good."  he smiled shakily, desire clearly visible in his eyes.  "I never thought it would feel so..." He paused, closing his eyes, concentrating on the feelings Nick's hand were creating.  "Intimate."  He rolled his eyes. "Which sounds stupid even to me, but..." He gasped as Nick brushed his prostrate again.  "ohhh, can I stop talking now?"

Nick nodded, brushing his mouth against Greg's.  "It does feel intimate; you feel warm and tight and silky and..." He caught Greg's bottom lip between his teeth gently.  "Beautiful."

Both men were too far gone to even blush at the use of the word and when Nick leant down to softly whisper, "Are you ready for me?" Greg could do nothing else but nod, hands clutching at Nick's sides.  

Nick, without removing his fingers from inside Greg, used his other hand to reach for the condom he had placed next to the tube of lube.  He was about to pull back to use both hands to actually open it, when Greg took it from him, shooting him a look of complete desire.  With concentration, Greg tore the packet open and bending down, carefully rolled it down Nick's hard length.  Nick had to pull his fingers away then, hearing Greg's soft moan of disappointment.  Leaning down he kissed his shoulder gently.  When Greg made to move over onto his stomach, Nick stopped him.

"No.  I want to see you.  Want you to see me.  It may be a bit harder this way, but..."  He trailed off but he could see from the look on Greg's face that he understood.  There would be no mistaking who was involved here.  Greg lay back again as Nick scooted up close.  "Stay on your side," Nick directed softly.  He shifted until Greg's lower leg was beneath his and his top leg resting against Nick's thigh.  With a bit more lube on his fingers, Nick leaned down and stroked inside Greg a few more times before withdrawing again.  Using a hand to lift Greg's leg higher until it was rested against his side, Nick used more lube to coat his cock thoroughly.  Probably too much, as he realised how empty the tube was now, but he wasn't bothered, there would be no unnecessary pain.  

Lifting his other hand up to stroke Greg's mouth before moving it down to hold Greg's hand, he positioned his cock against Greg's entrance and slowly pressed forward.  He felt Greg's fingers tighten around his at the first intrusion, the tension flooding his body.  He paused, just the head of his cock inside, to give Greg a chance to adjust.  He gazed at Greg's face, inches from his own, eyes squeezed close as he concentrated on what was going on inside his body.  When he saw the almost impercievable nod he moved again, slowly pressing further inside.  

Greg was tight, unbelievable so, even with the careful stretching.  Nick moved slowly, not wanting to cause Greg any pain, although he knew being this tight and it being the first time, there would be some, it was inevitable.  

He heard Greg breath out through his nose.  Raising his hand he stroked Greg's side, as he started to thrust in and out slowly.  

“Oh God,” Greg breathed.  “Oh God, Nick.”

Nick kept moving slowly, hips and thighs flexing as he kept the rhythm smooth and slow.  Greg’s fingers gripped the sheets in one hand, his other curling around Nick’s fingers.  After a few moments, Nick felt his balls press up against Greg and he realised he was fully inside.  He paused, waiting for Greg open his eyes and look back.  Greg’s eyes were dark, filled with lust, desire and two emotions that almost made Nick cry; love and trust.

“Feel that?” he asked in a whisper.

Greg nodded.

“All the way,” Nick breathed against his mouth.  Reaching down he took Greg’s hand and placed it at his anus, letting him feel where they were joined.  

“Oh...” Greg whispered again, eyes widening in awe.   He moved a fraction and pressed his mouth against Nick’s.  Pulling back a few millimetres he gazed into Nick’s eyes.  “God I love you,” he whispered.

Nick caught his mouth again, deepening the kiss before dragging mouth down the side of Greg’s jaw.  “Love you,” he replied.  “So much.”

Bringing their hands back up he shifted slightly and began to thrust again, upping the pace when he felt Greg actively push back against him.  He could hear Greg start to mumble and he nuzzled Greg’s face.

“More.”  He heard the breathy plea.  “Please, Nick.  More.  God, I can feel you.”

Nick gripped Greg’s hips and began to thrust harder and faster, listening to Greg’s moans grow louder, listening as he grew more vocal.  God, he felt so good.  Part of him couldn’t believe he was actually doing this.  Couldn’t believe that he was actually with Greg.  That Greg was able to shown him such trust.

Greg was breathing harsh now, his hips thrusting back against Nick, hand twisting in the covers, the other locked around Nick’s.  He was mumbling Nick’s name over and over again, eyes moving between being squeezed close and gazing into Nick’s, as if reassuring himself that it was Nick here with him.  And Nick was glad of that.  He wanted nobody else but the two of them, wanted Greg thinking of nobody else but him.  He raised his other hand up to stroke Greg’s face, feeling the sweat beading on his forehead and temples from their efforts.  He could feel the pressure building up and from the way Greg was shaking he knew Greg was getting close.  He was angling his thrust to make sure he hit Greg’s magic spot with almost every stroke and from Greg’s reaction he was pretty sure he was getting it.  Greg would come first he promised himself and reaching over he took the hand that was twisted into the covers and held it tight whilst letting go of the other one, so he could reach down and grasp Greg’s hard cock.

“Oh, God,” He heard Greg gasp.  “Oh, Nick.”  All it took was a couple of strokes of his hand and with a full body tremble and a low moan, Greg came.  Nick rode the tide out, feeling Greg’s inner muscles clamp around his cock and squeezing his eyes closed, he felt his own climax wash through him.  Holding Greg tight he held onto Greg’s cock for as long as he felt Greg could take it and then brought his hand up to stroke Greg’s sweat soaked side.  He felt Greg tremble, small shivers running through his frame.  Looking up he saw Greg’s eyes were closed, but his hand was still gripping Nick’s.  

Nick leaned forward to brush his mouth against Greg’s, feeling the other man immediately respond, his answering kiss gentle and unhurried.  Greg’s own hand came up to rest against Nick’s side and opening his eyes Nick was momentarily horrified to see tears brimming in them.  Until Greg whispered, “That was perfect.”

Nick smiled, his thumb coming up to stroke the side of Greg’s bottom lip gently.  “You were perfect.”

Greg grinned, then let out a sigh. “I could really get used to that.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”  Greg closed his eyes, his one hand moving down to where they were still joined.  “A lot.”

Nick hummed low in his throat, snuggling closer towards Greg.  “Me too.”  

“Could we, you know...swap around?”  

Nick looked up to see a flush starting on the tips of Greg's ears.  He began to nod.  “Oh definitely.”

It was Greg’s turn to hum then, pushing himself further into Nick’s embrace.  Both closed their eyes.  “We should probably clean up,” he mumbled.

“Probably.” Nick replied.  

Neither made any move.

“Well we should probably rest first.”  Greg said after a few moments.  “All that energy we used.”

Nick nodded, mumbling.  “That sounds right.  Rest sounds right.”

Within a few minutes both were sound asleep, still wrapped tightly around each other. 


Part 14

“Greg?”  Nick’s voice came through the living room from the bedroom.

“Ummm?” came the reply from the kitchen.  

Nick, his one leg half in half out of his jeans came hobbling out of the bedroom, wallet clutched between his teeth.  Managing to pull them up eventually, he was just buttoning the fly when he walked in on Greg, who was in the process of making coffee.

“Hey handsome.”  Nick, taking the wallet out of his mouth putting it on the side, came up behind Greg, wrapping his arms around his waist.  He could feel Greg smile as he leant back into his embrace.

“Hey yourself.”  Nick felt him sigh gently. “You want coffee?”

"Love some."  He watched over Greg's shoulder as Greg reached over, grabbed his mug and proceeded to make Nick's coffee exactly the way he like it.  Taking the proffered mug he kissed Greg once on the neck and then pulled away so savour his wake up drink.  

It was early evening and both were due back at work.  They weren't dreading it though.  Not really.  They knew the same people would be there as were there before, ones who would talk about them, gossip about them, even laugh at them, but somehow now it didn't seem to matter.  All that mattered were the four people that they had been out with.  The four people they worked the closest with and the four people that they considered their friends; their family.  They knew and they didn't care.  Didn't treat them any different; well not much anyway.  Only to tease them the way they always did.  

He watched as Greg puttered around the kitchen, making them both breakfast.  Before, neither of them were much for eating before they went to work, not sit down eating or anything more than a hasty mug of caffiene or something snacky.  Now they spent most of their mornings together, at one or either of their apartments, it just happened naturally.  Nick just presumed it was one of things where it just seemed more worth while when there were two of you.  Whatever it was though, he was beginning to love it.  The whole couple thing too.  He'd never really given much thought to 

TBC.