Title: The Loft
By: anmani
Pairing: Nick/Greg/Warrick
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: They belong to the CBS and not me.
Summary: Three guys having a good time.
Written for the threesome challenge at ngchallenge.
A/N: Somebody asked for a threesome and well here it is. I change POV two times along the way. First up is Greggo, then Warrick and Nick gets the last words.

Greg did a full body stretch yawning loudly as he rose from his bent position over the microscope.

"Hey G, not tired are ya?" Warrick asked with that ever persistent smirk on his face.

"Nope, just waking up." The big old smile was firmly in place.

"Good ‘cause you've got more work to do." Warrick said and left the DNA lab.

"Ready doll?" Nick whispered in his ear when he came in just before shift was over.

"Nearly, just waiting for the ice-queen to pick up her evidence." He stepped back so that his ass connected with Nick's groin, making a strangled noise leave the Texan.

"You paged me?" Sara popped her head in and they moved in each their direction.

"Yup, your vic and your suspect are father and daughter." He handed her the sheet. She let out a whistle and headed out of the lab to find Grissom.

It didn't take him long after that to finish up and be on his way. The two familiar vehicles were already there in the parking lot and he found a space not far from them. He walked briskly over to the old apartment building and locked himself in. The first time he had been there the silence had been overwhelming, but it soon became one of the things that he looked forward to.

He quickly made his way up the stairs and entered the loft. As usual Nick was cooking them some kind of breakfast while Warrick was checking out game results. He dumped his jacket and backpack and made his way over to Warrick, dumping himself in the lap of the lanky CSI.

"Hey no starting without me!" Nick whined from the stove. He looked up and slowly started to peel his shirt of. It didn't take Warrick long to help him and Nick began pouting.

"We wouldn't dream of starting without you bro." Warrick said before latching onto the nipple bared before him.

"You could just watch." He suggested in a deep husky voice as he succumbed to the manipulation of his nipple. Nick moaned loudly and started to move about the cooking area in a frantic pace.

He moved till he was straddling Warrick and demanded a kiss from his dark lover. There was a significant difference between kissing Nick and Warrick. Warrick had a bigger mouth and fuller lips, but Nick had a far more agile tongue and the Texan knew how to use it in so many wonderful ways. Another thing Warrick had; was an incredible stamina when it came to kissing and he knew that eventually Nick would break them apart and serve them breakfast.

A tongue dipped in his ear, making him break the kiss and gasp for air.

"Breakfast." Nick was the only man he knew who could say breakfast sexily. They sat down at the table each man on his own side. They didn't have many rules, but there was a no touching rule when eating. Some rules were based on common sense others on experience and the food rule was one of those.

He cleared the table and did the dishes with Warrick before any touching was allowed again. Nick had made the king size bed ready for them and put on music. He had never in wildest dreams imagined having sex to the soundtrack of ‘The Hunt for Red October' on repeat, but it worked wonders. So the same CD and others with Russian classic music had found their way to his collection.

Long strong arms picked him up and carried him to the bed. Both CSI's had spectacular arms and hands which was why he allowed them to pick him up and carry him around at their own leisure. It would have crushed his masculine pride in a real relationship, but this was just for fun and relaxation.

Warrick hand delivered him to an already naked Nick and he cuddled up against the hard chiseled chest of the Texan. Nick deftly removed the remaining few pieces of clothing he wore while Warrick stripped slowly showing more and more of his dark skin. The sight of the long hard cock lured him and despite the fact that it was Nick who had called the session, he got up on all fours and captured Warrick's cock with his mouth.

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He made eye contact with Nick to make sure that it was okay. It had after all been Nick who had asked for some loving, but Nick's response was the biggest broadest smile he had seen all night. Greg was a master when it came to blowjobs, not that Nick was bad, but Greg could create suction and take him deeper than he thought possible. He just stood there and enjoyed it, when Nick got up from the bed.

If Nick was up to it, he would be in for a major treat, but his bro had been more than upset earlier.

"Want me to do my magic?" Nick drawled after stealing a passionate kiss. All he could manage was a nod and some unidentifiable sound from deep in his throat.

"Magic granted." Nick moved behind him and got down on his knees. He leaned in over Greg and placed his hands on the gorgeous firm butt before him.

Nick rewarded him with a wet tongue over his pucker and another feral sound escaped him. It was rarely him on the receiving end, but when it finally happened it was heaven. Others had rimmed him before Nick, but the agile tongue that the Texan had could do things he never had imagined possible. The tongue lapped over and around his tight hole, before suddenly entering. The incredible feeling of the gentle manipulation of his hole and the strong continuous suction on his cock; had him climbing towards climax real fast.

His more than tense legs started trembling and Nick immediately grabbed him by the hips to hold him in place. The tension spread out in his body and he snapped for breath. Greg dipped his tongue hard in the slit and Nick pushed his tongue in deep. The double stimulation brought him over and Greg sucked his cum out of him until he would have collapsed if it wasn't for Nick holding him up.

Greg took hold of his upper body and pulled him down on top of his body. He followed willingly covering the lab rat with his boneless body, just the way Greg claimed to love.

A part of him wanted to take a break but Greg attacked his mouth with a strong firm kiss and he reveled in the taste of Greg and his own cum. He felt Greg's hard cock rubbing against his stomach and heard Nick rummaging somewhere to the left of him. Nick spread their legs and then a slick finger dipped into his ass.

The one finger was soon joined by another and his cock regained volume again.

"Please Nicky..." He was straining for words, but he knew what he wanted. Nick didn't need telling again and he was filled with Texan hotness. He plunged his tongue deep in Greg's mouth and buried his hands in the tech's hair. The loft echoed of his feral cries when Nick drove another orgasm from him. The low satisfied cry from Nick came seconds later and he felt the warm cum inside him.

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He pulled out of Warrick with extreme care and guided his dark lover onto his back. Greg was panting and he so badly wanted to feel Greg inside him, but he wasn't ready so he took the blood swollen cock in his mouth. Greg arched up from the bed and gasped for air. He had no doubt that it would only take a few seconds for Greg to come and he let the already slick finger travel over the tight ring muscle. A high pitched cry warned him of the cum squirting into his mouth the very next second.

"I wanna fuck you Nick." Greg panted. "I wanna take you from behind while you're fucking Warrick." Greg whispered in a hoarse honey coated voice. Warrick who had been on his back panting opened his eyes and reached for a pillow and all he could do was smile. He reached down and quickly massaged himself ready with his slick fingers, he preferred to prepare himself and only rarely trusted that to one of his two lovers.

Warrick stuffed the pillow under his ass and raised his legs. He moved to sit between the legs of all the dark beauty revealed before him. Greg came up behind him and plastered feather light kisses to his sweaty back. The dark brown ass was still wide open and begging him to enter again and who was he to turn down an invitation like that. He sunk his cock deep into Warrick's body and the tightness was as always overwhelming at first.

Greg gently pushed him down over Warrick and then grabbed his cheeks firmly before entering him. Greg's cock filled him inch by inch and when he felt the techs balls on his skin it almost had him fainting. He sat a slow pace knowing that it was tricky at best for neither of them to slip out by accident. He kissed and nibbled on Warrick's collarbone and felt Greg's tongue licking his back. The huge black cock grinding against his abs was driving him mad. It had always amazed him that Warrick was turned on by him and the thought alone turned him even more on.

"Oh Nick... you're... so... fucking... good." Greg panted, knowing that Greg would loose control in seconds he just sunk deep into Warrick and waited for the techs orgasm to come. The thrusts into his ass grew eager and erratic, brushing harder over his prostate than before and it made him explode with cum. When his orgasm reached its peak it brought Greg to his climax as well. His young lover continued to thrust deep and hard, something that he couldn't do when riding an orgasm, but Greg could and it felt so utterly hot.

"Nicky... oh man..." Warrick opened his eyes and they were bright green with huge pupils, something he only saw when Warrick was truly excited. Greg's continuous pumping action had him thrusting slightly into Warrick still and it also caused friction for his dark lovers cock caught between their stomachs. He felt Warrick go tense and then spasm gluing together with his cum.