Title: All The Fun Of The Fair
By: glo-starz
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Rating: NC17
Summary: Greg has never done it on a bouncy castle . . . For essential_red who asked for bouncy castles and hjonathan who asked for someone watching!

Greg grabbed a couple of sachets of lube and put them in his wallet, did his shoes up and waltzed out the front door grinning. Nick would be back any second. He tapped his feet impatiently, waiting for the sound of the Denali on the driveway. When he finally heard it he jumped up and down on the spot out of relief and excitement. Nick got out of the car and stared at him.

“What’s up G? Need to go?” And he laughed as Greg shook his head vigorously then ran towards him, pinning him to the car. Greg grabbed handfuls of Nick’s shirt, tugging him towards him and pushing their lips together. Nick automatically nudged Greg’s lips open, letting their tongues reach into each others mouths where they explored and massaged, fighting for dominance. Greg sighed into the kiss, knowing he had been thinking about it all day. The kiss got deeper, more passionate, little moans and whimpers escaping Greg’s mouth. Nick could feel himself getting hard, he wanted Greg so badly, right now, on the car if he had his way. He reached down to cup Greg’s ass and then lifted the back of his shirt, allowing his hands to rub small circles on the small of his back. Greg could feel Nicks hard on pressing into his thigh and gently thrust against him, showing Nick how hard he was too. If the kiss didn’t stop soon he would end up slamming Nick into the back seat and riding him. Tonight that was not what he had in mind.

“Car.” He growled into Nick’s mouth, panting with desire. Nick looked at him, puzzled. “Get in the car.” He repeated, letting go of Nick and running round to the driver’s side and getting in. Nick shook his head, still slightly dazed, and climbed into the passenger seat.

“Er, where are we going? Can’t we go to the bedroom and finish what we started?” Greg turned to look at Nick and gave him his best evil smile.

“Just sit back and enjoy the ride.”

They drove for nearly half an hour, Greg occasionally letting his hand reach down to Nick’s crotch, palming the still straining erection through the denim. He needed to keep Nick aroused, make him desperate and beyond any control if his plan was going to work. Each time Greg reached over to stroke him Nick arched into his touch and grabbed his hand, pushing harder and longer each time. Oh yes, the plan was working, Nick was desperate.

“Hey! Stop that! That’s my job!” Greg admonished, swatting Nick’s hard away from his crotch which he had begun to rub in earnest.

“But G, I’m so hard. I need it real bad.”

“Five more minutes and you’ll get it.” He grinned, waggling his eyebrows. Nick let out a tortured moan and sat on his hands to stop them slipping back to his erection. Greg tapped the indicator and pulled down a side road and parked in a small taped off car park.

“Greg, what are we doing at the fair?”

“You’ll see.” And he jumped out of the car, running round to Nick’s side and pulling him out and back into a kiss. Nick turned them round so Greg was the one pinned to the door and kissed him furiously, tongues fighting, hands up his shirt and pinching his nipples. Greg groaned, thrusting his dick into Nick’s, feeling his semi grow to a full erection. He couldn’t help himself, he began to thrust against Nick, Nick thrusting back with equal force, setting a slow but steady rhythm.

“Stop.” He said, realising that if they carried on this way they would never make it to his target. Nick didn’t respond at first, but continued to thrust against Greg, the noises and whimpers Greg was making only spurring him on. “Nicky, stop. Not here.” He said again. Nick finally realised they were in the middle of a car park and stopped, his face flushed and panting.

“Greg, I need you. Now. Look what you’re doing to me!” And he placed Greg’s hand on his crotch, forcing him to massage his cock through his clothes. He hissed at the contact.

“In case you haven’t noticed Nicky, I’m not exactly controlling myself either.” And he grabbed Nick’s hand, forcing him to do the same to him. Nick moaned, wanting so desperately to just tug down Greg’s pants and fuck him senseless. “Come on.” And Greg grabbed his hand and pulled him into the circus.

Greg dragged him along for a couple of minutes before he found what he was looking for. The bouncy castle.

”Uh, why are we stopping here G?” Nick asked, although he really didn’t care as long as there was a flat surface to throw Greg down on. Greg grinned at him, leaned over and undid the buckle of Nick’s belt, before pulling him along by it.

“Well,” He breathed into Nick’s ear in a soft whisper, scattering kisses on his neck between each word. “I’ve . . . Never . . . Done it . . . On . . . A . . . Bouncy . . . Castle.” Nick would normally object to such exhibitionism, but Greg had got him so hot and horny that he didn’t really care if they were on the table in the break room as long as he could bury his cock in Greg’s fine ass.

“Then what are we waiting for?” And he scooped Greg up and threw him into the castle. Greg bounced up, giggling, then got to his feet and began to jump around. “I thought you wanted sex G. If you want to play I’ll just go back to the car and take care of myself.”

“No!” He shouted and he pulled his shirt off over his chest and pushed his trousers down to his ankles. “Get over here right now.”

Nick climbed into the castle, looking very unsteady. Greg knew how uncoordinated and clumsy Nick could be when he was turned on, and before long Nick had tripped and ended up flat on his face. The ripples from the landing knocked Greg off his feet and he bounced off the castle wall landing face down about three feet away from him, roaring with laughter. Nick saw his foot and tugged until Greg was beside him. He flipped him onto his back and began to run his fingertips all over Greg’s chest, goose bumps springing up under his touch. He let his hand brush between Greg’s legs and he moaned softly.

“Think it’s funny do you? You know, what you’ve done to me the past half hour really isn’t fair.” He leant down into a deep kiss, breaking it long before Greg is ready. Greg grabbed his shoulders and tried to pull Nick down again. “I’m gonna fuck you real hard for being such a tease.” Greg grinned under him, knowing he’d got exactly what he wanted. Nick’s head was suddenly on Greg’s chest, tonguing his nipples before biting each one, just hard enough to make Greg cry out. He trailed kisses down his chest to Greg’s navel then went back to his neck and started all over again. He straddled Greg, not letting their bodies touch yet. For Greg that’s too much. He clung to Nick’s shoulders, his legs wrapped around his torso, trying to pull him closer, succeeding in getting their heated loins together. Nick begins to thrust, covering Greg with kisses, the rough material of the denim making Greg buck and shudder into him. He got back to his knees and roughly tugged his own pants and boxers down so his heated flesh was on top of Greg’s then he continued to thrust, speeding up as Greg’s whimpers get more desperate.

“Lube?” Nick asked. Greg rolled over, grabbed his wallet and put a sachet into Nick’s hand. “On your knees.” He demanded, and Greg would do just about anything right now if it meant he got fucked by Nick.

Once Greg is on his knees, his head resting on folded arms, Nick opened the sachet of lube. He was impatient, wanted to get the preparations over so he can thrust into Greg, feel the tight heat of him around his aching cock. He squeezed the package contents onto his fingers and roughly plunged one into Greg’s hole. Greg pushed back against him muttering words in Norwegian that would have made Nick blush if he understood them. He thrust his finger in and out a couple of times before he decided to add another. Greg was moaning hungrily, pushing back onto Nick’s fingers, eagerly asking for more. Nick could do nothing but obey and added a third finger, pumping furiously. Greg began to buck his hips.

“Yessssssss!” And that was enough to let Nick know that he had found Greg’s prostate. “Now Nicky.” Greg panted. “Please . . . Fuck me! . . . Take me now!” He handed Nick the second package and positioned himself once again. Nick coated his cock with lube and placed the tip at Greg’s opening. Greg impatiently pushed back, desperate to feel Nick inside him. Nick couldn’t wait any longer and pushed in, as far in as he could go, Greg sighing from relief as Nick is finally buried inside him, his balls resting against his ass. Nick felt like his body was burning, overtaken by pure, animal lust. Both men pushed themselves towards orgasm, needing their release as fast as possible. Nick angled his thrusts so he penetrated Greg as deep as possible, stroking his prostate with each thrust. Greg had his hand wrapped around his leaking cock, jacking furiously. Neither could control themselves, both as vocal as they can ever remember being.

“Yes . . . Harder Nicky . . . Faster.”

“Greg . . . You’re so . . . Tight!” They only had ears and eyes for each other.

But what they couldn’t see was a very shocked Catherine Willows, watching from behind the popcorn stand. At the end of shift Nick had left his coat behind, so she had decided to drive to his to give it to him. When she had arrived she had been very surprised to see Greg Sanders there waiting. And even more surprised when he had slammed Nick against the car and begun to kiss him in a way she had always wished Eddie had kissed her.

“My god.” She'd muttered to herself. So when Greg had got into the car she had decided to follow. She was amazed that they hadn’t noticed she was tailing them, but now seeing what she was seeing she wasn’t amazed at all. Two of her male colleagues were screwing. In a bouncy castle none the less, and that had had to be Greg’s idea. Two colleagues who she'd thought were straight. Well, at least Nicky anyway. No one had ever been sure about Greg. But thinking about it they did make a good-looking couple, and they certainly seemed to be enjoying themselves. Jeez, this was incredibly hot. As she watched, Nick put his hands onto Greg’s hips, pulled him onto his cock with each thrust. Greg had his eyes closed and yelled Nick’s name over and over again. “I really should go.” She said to herself, but she just couldn’t walk away.

Back at the castle Nick knew he was close, but he wanted Greg to cum first. He reached his hand under Greg and felt that Greg was already jacking himself as he fucked him. For a second he thought about his options, then let his hand snake to Greg’s balls and began to roll them in his fingers.

“Yes . . . Oh yes . . . Nicky, yes . . . I’m gonna cum . . . Oh Nicky . . . I’m gonna cum.” He could feel as Greg tensed underneath him, the muscles in his legs shaking, his breathing hitching. Any second now Greg would hold his breath for the moment of release. Two loud breaths later he felt Greg’s breathing stop and then heard a scream. Warm cum splashed from Greg’s cock onto the bouncy castle and the walls of his ass spasmed around Nick’s cock. That was all it took and Nick thrusted erratically as he emptied himself into Greg, biting on his shoulder to stop himself screaming. As the last tremors of his orgasm subsided Greg collapsed onto the floor of the castle, Nick falling messily on top of him.

“Jesus Greg.” Nick tried hard to get his breathing back to normal. “That was incredible.” Greg laughed a soft, gentle laugh.

“Mmmmmm. Indeed you were stud.” He could feel his eyes fluttering closed, he was fighting the sleep that always tried to claim him after mind blowing sex.

“Greg honey. We can’t sleep here.” Nick said stroking his back. “Come on, get dressed.” Slowly he managed to pull Greg to his feet and into his clothes, before struggling into his own. He made sure he wiped the evidence of their encounter from the bouncy castle with his discarded boxer shorts. They wrapped their arms around each other and staggered back to the Denali.

“That’s odd.” Nick noticed something lying on the hood of the truck and something fluttering under the windshield wiper. He picked up the object from the hood. It was his leather jacket. Next he walked round to the front of the car and pulled the offending object from under the wiper blade. It was a note. The writing on it looked strangely familiar. He showed it to Greg as they got in the car.

“Weird, it’s addressed to both of us.” Worried, Nick tore it open and his eyes flew wide and his cheeks turned pink as he read the note inside.

Boys,
Nice to see you having so much fun, I want to know how long this has been going on tomorrow. But for now, a couple of words of advice.
1) Condoms. You’re both old enough to know better.
2) Check you’re not being followed when you leave for a rendezvous.
3) Fairgrounds have security cameras. Should I be asking Archie to follow up on a break in last night?
See you next shift,
Catherine.