Title: Weekend Getaway
By: wojo62
Rated: R
Summary: The boys have the weekend off and take a trip to an amusement park and ride through the tunnel of love. Then camp out in the back of Nick's truck.
Discalimer: Not mine, wish they were - they'd have a lot more fun! Beta'd with much thanks by ZeroCreativity

Through some stroke of luck, or perhaps an act of God, Nick and Greg were able to get a three day weekend off together. Most of the time they were lucky if they managed to get the same day off, but three days was an event they intended to take advantage of. Greg did some research on the Internet in order to find something fun for them to do other than spending three days under the covers, and although a long weekend of making love was both appealing and temping, they finally decided on something a little more adventurous. They were bored of Vegas and wanted to get away, even if just for a little while. Greg found something that he thought would be both exciting and on the adventurous side. He hoped Nick would agree.

Knowing Nick was due home anytime now, Greg put on a pot of coffee and started breakfast. He was eager for Nick to return for two reasons: He was eager to share his findings and hopefully get Nick's approval, and since this was his night off, he hadn't seen his boyfriend in over twelve hours. Nick arrived home a short time later and hung his keys on the key hook, a wood carving that spelled out the word keys.Greg had bought it at an arts and crafts store soon after he moved in.

The delicious smell of frying bacon got Nick's attention and he made his way into the kitchen where he found Greg in front of the stove wearing only a pair of boxer briefs. They hugged his nice ass perfectly and Nick could not help but admire the view as he came up behind his boyfriend.

"What's for breakfast, sweet cheeks?" Nick asked as he cupped the globes of Greg's ass and lay his chin on his shoulder. Greg chuckled; he loved it when Nick called him that.

"Omelettes and bacon," Greg replied.

"Mmmm." Nick smiled with approval. "Did you remember the green peppers and onions?"

"Of course, Nick. I also made coffee," Greg said as he turned the bacon over with a fork.

"Cool," Nick said, giving Greg's ass a gentle squeeze and his cheek a quick peck before moving away to pour himself some coffee.

While they ate breakfast, Greg decided it was time to tell Nick about the possible destination he had discovered on the Internet.

"Oh..." Greg said as if it was an afterthought. "I wanted to tell you that I think I found the perfect place to go this weekend."

"Okay, I'm listening," Nick said with uncertainty.

"It's an amusement park, and it's only four hours away," Greg said nervously. He really wanted to go, but was afraid Nick wouldn't go for it.

"An amusement park?" Nick was reluctant. "C'mon G, I was hoping for something more low key, like camping or something."

"Well, that's the beauty of it Nick. It's right across the lake from a campground," Greg said, doing his best to convince him. "Its the best of both worlds."

"I don't know, Greg."

Greg had a feeling Nick would react this way, so he had all his arguments planned out in his head in order to persuade his partner that this was an excellent way to spend their weekend off. If that didn't work, he had other ways to sway Nick to his side, but he would save those only as a last resort. So, he continued to debate his point.

"It's not your average amusement park, Nick. This place is just your style. It's called 'Wild West Theme Park' and it's western-themed. There's romantic horse and buggy rides that take you around the park, there's horseback riding, and even a rodeo!" Greg was talking faster now.

"Really?" Nick raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Yeah, really! Plus, they have one of the tallest roller coasters in the country!" Greg paused to take a breath. "What do you say, Nick?"

"Well, it does sound kinda fun," Nick admitted. "Okay, you've convinced me. We'll do it."

"Great!!" Greg could not contain his excitement. "We could spend one day at the park and the other camping. Plus, the camping area is woodsy and has secluded camp sites."

"I kinda like the idea of getting you alone in the woods," Nick said, smirking.

"Why? Are you planning to murder me and hide the evidence?" Greg laughed.

"Yeah, I thought maybe I'd try to fuck you to death," Nick said with an evil grin.

"At least I'd die happy!" Greg shrugged and smiled broadly.

"No doubt." Nick yawned. " I think we should get some sleep. We have to work tonight."

The next few days flew by quickly and were relatively uneventful. After their last shift, they got a few hours sleep and then hit the road. Five hours later (they had stopped to eat) they finally arrived. Nick decided it was best to stop and set up their camp site first. Greg had been right, they were given a nice secluded spot near a lake surrounded by trees. Afterwards, they were informed that they could leave their vehicle and camping gear at the campsite because every half hour a shuttle bus ran to and from the park. Deciding that was best, they boarded the next shuttle to the park.

After spending the better part of the day riding roller coasters, making out on the ferris wheel and the horse and buggy, taking in a rodeo show, and horseback riding, Nick had decided that this was the best idea Greg had ever come up with (outside the bedroom, of course). He could not recall the last time he had had this much fun. It was the first time in a long time they could be free to be themselves, holding hands and showing affection without the worry of being caught.

Greg was overjoyed and somewhat giddy about the good time they'd been having, plus he was on a sugar rush from the countless soda pops and snacks he'd consumed. He was talking a mile a minute about everything they did, everything they saw, what he wanted to do next, and how they should definitely do this again next year. Nick had heard enough and without warning, reached out and took Greg's face in his hands and pulled him in for a passionate kiss right in front of everybody! The kiss left Greg stunned as they pulled apart.

"Wow! Nicky," Greg said breathlessly. "What was that about?"

"It was the only way I could get you to shut up," Nick replied.

"You could have just said, 'shut up Greg'," Greg said tilting his head and shrugging.

"Now that would have been rude," Nick said with a wide smile.

"Never stopped you before," Greg smirked and then lightly punched Nick on the arm.

Nick attempted to punch him back, but Greg was quicker and grabbed his arm. They had their own personal wresting match going on before they broke into a fit of laughter. Nick closed in for another kiss, but Greg pulled away suddenly.

"You'll have to catch me first!" He then took off running with Nick hot on his heels. Greg stopped dead in his tracks causing Nick to run right into him, nearly knocking them both to the ground.

"What'd you do that for Sanders?" Nick said with mock anger.

"Look," Greg said, pointing straight ahead.

"What?" Nick asked, not sure what Greg wanted him to see. "I don't see anything."

"It's the Tunnel of Love!" Greg nearly shouted. "We are so going in there!"

Greg grabbed Nick by the wrist and began to pull him along towards the ride, but Nick stopped him and began to protest.

"What so great about the Tunnel of Love? I mean... it's boring. You ride a boat though an empty tunnel and that's it. There's nothing in there to see except darkness," Nick said, clearly not getting it.

"Exactly!" Greg said with a devilish smile while raising his eyebrows.

Suddenly, Nick understood and he wondered how he could be so clueless. Now, thinking about getting Greg alone in the dark became very appealing. His cock twitched with the thought.

"Oh yeah, we are definitely going in there." Then, it was Nick who grabbed Greg's wrist and nearly dragged him into the waiting line. Not that Greg needed dragged, he was just as anxious to go in there as Nick and he was already growing hard with anticipation. Greg licked his dry lips and stepped closer to Nick. He squeezed Nick's hand and whispered into his ear.

"I can hardly wait to get you alone in there."

"Neither can I," Nick whispered back. The neediness in Greg's voice had gone straight to his groin.

It felt like an eternity before they finally made it to the front of the line and it was finally their turn. A small wooden boat awaited them. It was roughly six feet long and the front came to a point with a carving of a mermaid leading the way. It had a canopy over the padded bench seat and the seat back was heart shaped. Painted on the side of each boat was number; the number on their boat was sixty-nine.

Greg snickered, elbowed Nick and whispered, "Sixty-nine. My favorite number!" Nick shook his head in amusement and bit his bottom lip to keep from laughing.

"You're next," the ride attendant said.

They hurried into the boat and made themselves comfortable (or as comfortable as they could be with raging hard-ons) in the seat, Nick strapped the seatbelt over them, and they sat back and waited rather impatiently for the ride to begin.

"Keep hands inside at all times," the attendant began. "No standing or rocking the boat, and no stopping the boat at any time. Enjoy the ride."

The attendant released the boat and it pushed it's way through the wooden doors that lead into the tunnel. They were enveloped in darkness as the doors closed behind them. Discarding the seatbelt, they turned towards one another and Greg draped his leg over Nick. Their lips found each other in the darkness in a hungry forceful kiss, warm wet tongues seeking contact as eager hands traveled in a southernly direction, both men desperate for contact.

Nick's hand quickly found it's way inside Greg's jeans, freeing his hard cock from it's tight enclosure, and Greg mirrored his lover's actions. Wasting little time, they pumped each other's aching erections furiously, needing to get each other off as fast as possible. They broke the kiss, panting and moaning as they continued to move their hands up and down at a frantic pace.

"Oh God Nicky... oh fuck yeah!"

"Greg... oh fuck...Greg, yes!"

"That's it...Nicky...God yes...don't... stop!"

"Feels so... good baby...oh yes, yes!"

As the pleasure was building within them and their breathing became shallow gasps and groans, Nick dropped his head back against the seat while Greg buried his face in the crook of Nick's neck. They were getting so close now.

"Ohhh, Jesus Greg... oh fuck... so close."

"Yes... yes...almost...there... oh Nicky...please!"

Greg felt that familiar sensation creeping into his balls as Nick stroked him fast and hard. He tumbled over the edge, coming hard and releasing his warm, sticky seed all over Nick's hand. Nick followed seconds later, spilling his juices over Greg's fingers. They both breathed a sigh of relief.

After coming down form their intense orgasms, Nick regained his senses and quickly reached into his pocket for a handkerchief to clean them both off. Luckily, he carried a small flashlight on his key chain, so he was able to see what he was doing. Otherwise, things would have been embarrassing. They tucked themselves back into their pants and sat back to enjoy the rest of the ride, which was nearing the end. They just smiled with satisfaction.

"I think that might be some kind of record, Nicky," Greg said, laughing.

Nick simply laughed, leaned over and kissed Greg lightly. The ride came to an end as the boat pushed through the doorway into the bright sunshine, leaving the darkness and what happened between them behind. They walked away hand in hand.

"I think we've had enough fun for one day, G. Let's go," Nick suggested.

"Okay. I'm wiped anyway," Greg agreed.

The shuttle took them back to the campground. Now back at their campsite, they settled onto the air mattress in the back of Nick's truck. The tailgate was left down because Nick thought it would be romantic to lay looking up at the stars. Due to the Nevada heat, they had thought it best to sleep naked, with only a light sheet over them.

"The park was so much fun, wasn't it Nick?"

"Yeah, I'm really glad we came here," Nick answered.

"Do you wanna go back tomorrow?" Greg asked.

"I thought we'd just stay here instead," Nick suggested.

"But you said you had fun," Greg said, pouting.

"I did but... look it's up to you," Nick said. "We can go back to the park or we can stay here and make love all day."

"Well, when you put it that way, maybe one day at the park is enough after all," Greg said sleepily.

"I'm glad you see it my way, Greg. Let's get some sleep, okay?."

Greg didn't answer and when Nick looked over at him, he was already asleep, snoring softly. Nick just smiled and closed his eyes. Soon, he too joined Greg in sleep.

In the morning, Nick awoke to find Greg's body draped over his, and Greg's arousal firmly against his hip. He stretched and wrapped his arms around his boyfriend, one hand lazily massaging Greg's ass.

"Morning Sweet Cheeks," Nick said with a yawn.

"Thought you'd never wake up," Greg said quietly.

"So, G, what do you want for breakfast?" Nick asked.

"You," Greg answered.

"Have to check with the cook," Nick laughed. "see if I'm on the menu."

"Aren't you the cook, Nick?" Greg smirked as he played with Nick's cock.

"Oh yeah, that's right. I am definitely on the menu," Nick moaned at Greg's touch.

"Good, cause I'm starving. Feed me." Greg's voice grew deep with desire.

"I'm pretty hungry myself," Nick said. "But we need a little privacy for this meal."

They sat up and Greg helped Nick move the air mattress back so Nick could close the tailgate. As soon as it was closed, Nick grabbed Greg and pushed him down onto the mattress and held him down by his wrists.

"God, I love it when you're forceful," Greg groaned and smiled wickedly at Nick.

Nick answered with a growl as he took Greg's mouth with his own. Their tongues came together, massaging, tasting, moving together like a sensual ballet. Their erections brushed together, eliciting deep moans from each man. The kiss deepened as they ground against one another. Nick broke the kiss and moved down to attack Greg's chest, kissing his way to each nipple. Greg cried out in pleasure as Nick licked circles around each nub with the tip of his tongue.

"Oh Nicky..." Greg moaned. "That feels... so good."

"I want you G... want inside you... do you want.... it, too?" Nick said breathlessly.

"Please... yes, I want you... so bad," Greg panted.

Nick released Greg's wrists, but Greg left his arms in place as Nick searched inside his duffel bag for the lube. Finding what he was looking for, he coated his fingers and inserted one into Greg's opening. Greg squirmed beneath him and moaned.

"Yes, yes...more Nicky...Please!"

Nick inserted a second finger as he kissed Greg again, causing Greg to buck up against him and groan into the kiss. The kiss continued as he finger fucked Greg's hole. Greg growled low in his throat and Nick broke the kiss again, stared down into Greg's pleasure-filled brown eyes.

"You wanna get fucked, Greg?" Nick asked, panting. "Gonna fuck you slow, make you beg for it."

"Yes please...pin my wrists...again...pin me down...take me!"

Nick slicked his throbbing cock and once again took Greg's wrists, holding him down. Greg spread his legs to give Nick access and Nick entered him slowly. Pushing in a little at a time, he was going to make this last and slowly drive Greg crazy. Nick moved in a slow, steady rhythm, pushing in deeply and easing his way almost completely out only to push back in just as deeply. He angled his thrusts perfectly, brushing Greg's sweet spot with every stroke. Greg writhed beneath him, his eyes rolling back in his head, nearly howling with pleasure.

"Oh Jesus, Nicky! Nicky...feels so...good!"

"Greg, baby... so tight...love to fuck you... slow...gonna do it slow." Nick was determined to make it last.

"No, Nicky," Greg begged. "Faster...please... harder, want it fast."

"Beg for it," Nick teased. He knew how Greg loved to tease and loved being teased. They enjoyed finding ways to drive the other crazy with lust.

"Come on...Nicky, please...fuck me faster!" Greg pleaded.

"You can do better... than that," Nick laughed wickedly. "Now beg for it."

"Oh God...please. Faster...harder, Nicky...don't do this...to me. Please, baby...faster!"

"Let me think about it, G." Nick stared down at Greg and smirked, not changing his slow pace.

Greg cried out in frustration, his head rolling from side to side. His body trembled as Nick fucked him painstakingly slow. He tried to thrust upwards in an effort to increase the pace, but whenever he did, Nick would slow down or stop. Greg could hardly stand much more. He gritted his teeth and lashed out verbally at Nick.

"I hate you!" Greg cried desperately." Just fuck me...harder, Nicky...dammit!...FUCK ME!!!"

"You love me," Nick continued toying with him. "Now, c'mon G, let me...hear you beg... and I'll give you want you want."

"Please, Nicky," Greg gave in on the verge of tears. "Fuck me harder... faster... please Nicky... I need it... So bad."

"Didn't hear you... say it again... beg me," Nick said, prolonging Greg's agony.

"Ohhh Christ...Nicky...please, please fuck me...faster...oh God... Do it now...please!"

"That's my boy," Nick breathed heavily. "I love to...hear you...beg."

Nick began to pound into Greg fast and hard, just like he wanted. Greg closed his eyes and bit his bottom lip, indescribable noises coming from deep within his throat. He was no longer capable of coherent speech. Nick fucked him hard, Greg's legs now wrapped firmly around him, pulling him closer, deeper. He thrust into Greg with a steady, deep pounding rhythm and the only sounds heard throughout the truck bed were the creaking of the mattress, skin slapping against skin, and Greg's now constant moans and cries of pure bliss.

"Greg... open your eyes...want to see... your eyes when... you come for me."

Greg did what Nick asked and opened his eyes. They just stared at one another as their bodies, glistening with sweat, moved as one. Suddenly, Greg's eyes widened as his release moved through his body. He shuttered as his pulsating cock let loose its warm, milky juices. The feel of Greg's orgasm and the look in his eyes were all Nick needed and he, too, came hard deep inside his lover. His body felt like jello as he collapsed on top of Greg.

Once their breathing returned to normal and they were completely relaxed, Nick pulled out of Greg and rolled over onto his back, staring at the ceiling of the truck topper.

"That was some ride, G," Nick commented.

"Yeah, better than any amusement park," Greg agreed. "What a rush."

"Let's go and get cleaned up, Greggo," Nick suggested. "Then I'll make us some breakfast."

"Well, I did work up quite an appetite."

Nick laughed and they got dressed to go to the camp restrooms so they could clean up and do their business. Afterwards, they returned to the campsite. Nick got out the portable cook stove and Greg brought out the cooler. Nick made them pancakes and sausage and they sat down to eat at a picnic table a few yards away.

"Wanna go for a walk, G?" Nick asked, noticing a nature trail nearby.

"Sure. Sounds like fun," Greg said. "Let's go."

The trail was peaceful, surrounded by trees and brush. The air was filled with the sound of bird calls and other various creatures buzzing, chirping, and humming. Hand in hand, they walked along the trail, enjoying their surroundings. They spent three hours on the nature trail, stopping every now and then when something of interest caught their attention, such as a rock formation which was actually a large boulder with layers of dark red stripes that varied in size. Nick thought it was beautiful, and in Greg's opinion, 'It was weird in a good way'. Further down the trail, a deer and her fawn crossed ahead of them and stopped to eat some wild blackberries. Moments later, the animals ran off into the woods. Then, Greg decided he, too, had an appetite for blackberries and Nick helped himself to some as well. When they were finished, Nick watched as Greg licked his fingers clean, one by one. Then, he looked up at Nick through his long lashes and smiled.

"You missed some," Nick said.

"Where?" Greg asked.

"Right here," Nick said, placing his fingers on Greg's chin, kissing him.

All of a sudden the sky opened up and it began to rain heavily. They ran to a nearby Weeping Willow tree and took refuge beneath its branches. Not fast enough, however, because they were dripping wet by the time they reached it. The suddenness of the downpour made them laugh. Nick soon found himself pinned between a very hard tree truck and a very hard Greg, and blood rushed to Nick's groin and he, too, grew hard as he felt Greg's desire grinding against his own. Greg was kissing him feverishly, using his tongue to gain entry into Nick's willing mouth. The kiss deepened until they were both breathless and panting. Greg dropped to his knees and slowly opened Nick's jeans. Nick moaned and gripped the tree hard as the man he adored knelt before him and licked the tip of his cock. Greg moved his tongue up and down his length, then took Nick into his mouth and sucked slowly, savoring the taste, feel, and smell of his lover.

"Greg, wait...stop," Nick said, releasing his hold on the tree and reaching down to grasp Greg's shoulders to pull him to his feet. Greg stared at him in confusion.

"What's wrong, Nicky? Didn't you enjoy it?" Greg asked, looking baffled.

"No, baby. I loved it, it felt amazing," Nick assured him.

"Then why'd you stop me?" Greg asked, still unsure.

"I wanted to taste you, too," Nick said sheepishly.

Greg smiled with relief, his insecurity vanished as he was pulled in for another searing kiss. This time, they both fell to their knees and Nick wasted no time getting Greg's jeans down. His breath caught in his throat when he realized that Greg had gone commando. Greg smirked and pulled Nick's pants down as well. They tumbled to the ground. It was wet and muddy since the rain had found it's way past the tree's lush leaves and branches, but they didn't care about that, only their desire for each other.

"Want to taste you, G," Nick repeated breathlessly.

"Sixty-nine, my favorite number," Greg chuckled, remembering their love boat ride.

Quickly, they maneuvered their rain soaked bodies so they lay on their sides, heads in opposite directions, Nick's knees slightly bent and Greg's leg resting over his shoulder. Taking their time to enjoy each other, they began slow. Each licking and kissing up and down their partner's length, giving pleasure to the other, each mirroring the other's actions.

Nick took Greg into his mouth and sucked hungrily, he so loved to taste him, to make him feel good. Greg's moans vibrated throughout Nick's body, his own moans did the same for Greg, mutually increasing their pleasure. Greg caressed Nick's balls, rolling them between his fingers while taking his lover's cock deeper into his throat. In turn, Nick did the same. They moved together, gently thrusting into the other man's eager mouth, bringing them closer to the heights of ecstasy. Nick was overcome first, his body shuddering as he spilled his juices deep into Greg's throat. Greg soon followed, emptying into Nick's mouth. After a few moments they sat up to face and hold each other.

"That felt amazing," Greg said, smiling.

"With you it always feels amazing," Nick agreed, kissing his boyfriend tenderly.

They redressed and sat together under the tree, leaning against it's trunk, waiting for the rain to stop. Nick slid his arm around Greg, who laid his head on Nick's shoulder. Soon after, the sun was shining again and the rain stopped almost as suddenly as it started. Wearily, they stood up and walked back to the campsite. Since they were soaked to the skin and covered in mud, they made their way to the restrooms, where they showered and put on some dry clothes. Afterwards, they ate lunch, which consisted of ham and cheese sandwiches and chips.

Nick was wise enough to remember to bring lounge chairs, so they spent the remaining part of the afternoon and evening sitting on the lake shore just relaxing. Greg brought a few slices of bread to feed the ducks. They sat there for hours and watched as the sun went down over the far off mountains. It was both beautiful and romantic and when it was over, they shared a sweet and tender kiss. The two retired to the back of Nick's truck for the night, making out under the stars until falling asleep in each other's arms.

Morning came and it was time to leave, reluctantly packing everything up for the drive home, neither one looking forward to going back to Vegas, back to work. This was the most relaxing weekend they had ever experienced together, and they were sorry to see it end. Taking one last look around, they drove away, wishing they could stay.

"We will definitely have to do this again next year," Nick decided.

"Most definitely," Greg agreed.

The End