Title: Designated Driver
By: wojo62
Rated NC-17
Pairng: Nick/Greg + a little Warrick thrown in!
Summary: Warrick finds himself in an awkward situation when he agrees to be the designated driver and drives a very drunk Nick and Greg home. Written in Warrick's POV.
Disclaimer: Not mine, wish they were.
Beta'd with much thanks by riverotter1951When Nick called and asked if I would go out to a club with him and Greg, I decided 'sure why not'? I haven't gone out with the guys much since I got married, so I was due for some fun. When I arrived at Nick's place, I was informed that I was the designated driver, the guys wanted to celebrate their anniversary. Maybe it wouldn't be as much fun as I thought, but okay I can deal. I was sure they just had an anniversary last month though, I was a bit confused and curious about that.
Once we were on our way, they sat in the back seat together, making me feel more like a cab or limo driver than a friend. I can deal with that too, they like to be affectionate. I decided I would ask why it was necessary to celebrate two anniversary's.
"Hey guys, didn't you just have your anniversary last month?" I asked.
"Yeah, Nick answered. "but that was the anniversary of our first date."
"That's right," Greg added. "This is an anniversary of a different sort."
"What?" I asked, not at all sure I really wanted to know.
"First time we made love." Nick said blushing and squirming a bit in his seat.
"Definitely not the last time." Greg smirked and kissed Nick's cheek.
"Oh." Yeah I was right, I didn't want to know.
Instead of just letting it end there I had to push further, guess I'll never learn.
"You mean, you dated for a month before you had sex?" I was really kicking myself for asking this.
"Yep," Greg replied. "Only because Nick insisted on being a gentleman, he wanted to wine and dine me first."
"Hey, I just didn't want to rush things." Nick said in his defense.
"Yeah, we already exchanged numerous hand jobs and blow jobs by that point." Greg elbowed him.
"Did I really need to know that?" I asked in embarrassment.
"You asked." Greg pointed out, shrugging.
"Well then, forget I asked." I said.
"Asked what?" Nick said, making us all laugh.
The rest of the drive there was just the normal small talk and work related stuff. Once we got there and sat down at a booth, I actually enjoyed myself. The music was good, and so was the food. We ordered plenty of chicken wings with fries, and a pitcher of beer for them, a coke for me. After we finished eating Greg went out to the dance floor while Nick and I talked. Nick watched Greg dance as we talked, I finished telling him about Tina's latest shopping spree and credit card bill, when he suddenly smiled.
"I love to watch him dance." Nick said taking a sip of his beer.
I turned my head and looked at Greg, he was swaying his hips as his body moved fluidly to the beat of the music. The strobe lights flashed, illuminating him one second and nearly hiding him the next. Watching him was almost hypnotic, but I pulled my gaze away and got Nick back into conversation. Nick and I were laughing and just talking again, when the music changed to a slow song. Greg bounced over to us and asked Nick to dance with him.
"Dance with me Nicky." Greg said breathlessly.
Nick smiled at me and shrugged as he's pulled from the booth by an eager Greg, to join him on the dance floor. Nick put his arms around his lower back and Greg's arms were around Nick's neck, they looked so perfect together, so happy.
As I watched, their mouths came together in a passionate kiss, Nick moved his hands down to cup Greg's ass, they slowly grinded together as they danced. I finally looked away, feeling slightly embarrassed, like I was invading their privacy. When the song ended they returned to the table a little breathless. They sat across from me like before, Nick's arm around Greg's shoulders as we conversed again.
Two pitchers of beer later and they were obviously drunk, and not just on the beer but on each other as well. They were kissing again, so engrossed in each other. I was somewhat uncomfortable watching them but I was also amazed by the love they are not afraid to share openly. People were taking notice and staring at us, and since they were more interested in each other than me or the club, I suggested that we leave.
"Guys, we should go," I said looking at my watch. "It's getting late."
They pulled away reluctantly and looked at me, then they nodded in unison and got up from the booth. Nick dropped some bills on the table and took Greg's hand. They walked hand in hand out of the club, and after adding some money on the table, I followed them out to the car. They again slipped into the back seat and I resumed my role as a cab/limo driver.
We were barely out of the parking lot and they were at it again, kissing hard, tongues so far down each others' throat its a wonder they didn't choke! I wanted to snap them out of it, remind them where they were, and hopefully get them to control themselves. They broke the kiss, both breathless, Nick moved to kissing Greg's neck.
"Um look, you'll be home in fifteen minutes, can't you show a little restraint? I just had my car detailed inside and out and..." What I heard next told me I'm wasting my breath.
"I can't wait Nicky." Greg whispered. His hands were under Nick's shirt.
"I know, baby, neither can I." Nick whispered back.
Shit, now I knew I'm in for a long drive, they were too drunk and way too horny to stop. It's like I'm not even here! I kept driving, trying to ignore them, but I heard their heavy breathing, the smacking of their lips, and low moans. I thought about turning on the radio but I couldn't make myself do it, I don't know why. Suddenly a loud moan from Greg brought my eyes up to the rear view mirror, Greg's jeans were now open and Nick was reaching inside, moving up and down. Greg threw his head back and moaned again. 'Oh fuck', I thought to my self, 'they are actually going for it in my back seat!!'
Moments later Nick pushed Greg away towards the window, and I wondered (or hoped) that he had come to his senses and was putting an end to this. I soon learned otherwise when Nick freed Greg's erection from his jeans, and damn I was impressed by Greg's assets, I would have never guessed! Before I thought or said anything Nick lowerd his mouth onto Greg, he's sucking him off right here! Greg was delighted.
"Oh Nicky...oh fuck yeah!" Greg moaned, he was so enjoying this.
I wanted to look away but I couldn't. Suddenly a horn blew and headlights were heading towards the car, I swerved back into my lane, and sucked in my breath. I cannot believe this was really happening, but Greg's cries for more, told me otherwise.
"Yeah, yeah...more Nicky...suck me!" Greg grabbed at Nick's hair.
Then suddenly my own jeans just got a lot tighter, oh Jesus, I was hard as a rock! I should not be turned on by this! I am straight dammit, this is so wrong. Even so I still couldn't look away, it's like a magnet to steel. Another close call with a minivan told me I had better pull over before I get us killed, besides I have my own pressing need to take care of now! I pulled over to the side of the road and put the car in park, but left the engine running. I watched the rear view mirror while I rubbed at the front of my jeans. Nick was moving up and down on Greg's cock, the sounds he was making were driving me crazy. It was so fucking hot.
"Ahhhh, yes! Nicky...please...oh God!" He was thrusting into Nick's mouth.
I had to touch myself, the need was overpowering. I released my throbbing cock from my pants and fisted myself furiously. Then Nick pulled away and tugged Greg down onto the seat, onto his back. He removed Greg's jeans and boxers and tossed them to the floor. He leaned up and opened his own pants and pushed them down, and God, I thought Greg was big! Greg's feet were pushed up to the roof of the car and Nick moved between his legs.
"Fuck me!" Greg begged, and reached out for him.
This is it, they are going to fuck in my back seat, and I can hardly wait to see it. I pumped my cock fast and hard as I watched Nick plunge his into Greg. Oh God, he's fucking him now, how does Greg take that with out pain? He obviously loves it though by his moans and cries for more!
"Oh Nicky! Fuck me...harder...yes! Yes!"
"Greg...oh God Greg...so good." Nick has joined in the moaning.
I heard myself moaning as well, as I continued jerking myself. The sights and sounds coming from my backseat sent shivers through me, I pumped harder. Christ, why was I doing this? I was so fucking turned on I couldn't stand it, the need to get off was overwhelming.
I kept watching as Nick slammed into Greg over and over, Greg thrusted back to meet him as he fisted his own cock, as Nick fucked him hard. They were both breathing hard and groaning with pleasure. My hand moved frantically up and down the length of my shaft as I watched them fuck. This was unbelievable, I don't get why I was enjoying this so much, but I couldn't help myself. I couldn't keep my eyes off them or my hands off my dick! I'm not going to last much longer, and I could tell they weren't either. The only sounds I heard was a chorus of moans, and the slapping of skin on skin. Greg was the first to cum, screaming Nick's name.
"Oh God...Niiiiiiiiiiicky!!" Greg's semen pumped onto his fist and his t-shirt.
"Ohh fuck, Greg...yesssssssssss!" Nick's body jerked as he came hard into Greg.
Then it's my turn, my head fell back and I let out one long growl as my release hits me.
"Fuuuuuuuck!" I cum all over the steering wheel, my hand, and my pant leg.
Once I caught my breath, I tucked myself back inside my pants, I looked into the mirror again and Nick did the same. Then he helped Greg get his jeans back on, because he was too drunk or too overcome by his orgasm to be able to move properly. Then Nick sat up straight and Greg moved next to him, laying his head on his shoulder. I put the car in gear and pull back onto the road and drove on. The rest of the drive was in complete silence, except for Greg's soft snoring, apparently he's fallen asleep on Nick's shoulder. A short time later and I was pulling into their driveway, and Nick woke Greg and they got out rather quickly.
"Thanks man." Nick mumbled to me as he and Greg staggered towards the door.
I started to pull away then stopped and rolled down my window, I found myself calling out to Nick.
"Hey Nick." I called out, and they both turned and looked my way. "If you ever need another designated driver don't hesitate to call."
Nick just smiled at me and waved goodbye as Greg dragged him towards the door. I drove away with a smile on my face.
The End.
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