Title: Just Another Splendid Night
Author: iisangheh
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: The hit show CSI is property of Jerry Bruckheimer and CBS Studios. Characters Nick Stokes and Greg Sanders were only used for personal entertainment. ;]
Summary: Written for the Toy challenge and the Masturbation challenge. Nick comes home to a surprise from work.

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He was half hard just thinking about it.


All the cases were just about to be wrapped up and Nick couldn't wait to get home to Greg, waiting for him. He already had to spend the whole day without him since Greg got called in to testify in court. Perhaps Greg was even touching himself in anticipation for his arrival; he was always kinky like that. Nick recently found himself daydreaming of catching Greg in the act of pleasuring himself with a toy from their collection. Just the though of that had him flustered on the way out to his black Tahoe. He just prayed he'll make it home in one piece.

The keys clinked as they hit the counter and a sigh was heard throughout the empty hallway as Nick shrugged off his jacket. Apparently someone was playing a cruel joke on him since every traffic light on the way to their apartment had turned red just as he approached the signal. It took all his willpower and then some not to jerk himself off right then and there in the car. Just then a whimper broke Nick out of his agitation. His heart jumped as he feared Greg may have been in danger but when a breathy moan made its way into the living room shortly after he grinned and his cock twitched. He toed off his shoes and treaded through the soft carpet to their bedroom. Nick heard the bare whisper of his name from the other side of the door and he couldn't wait to take his Greg right then and there. However when he pushed the door aside, his breath hitched in his throat and all thoughts of interrupting his lover disappeared.

Greg was sprawled out of the bed, naked except for an unbuttoned white dress shirt and a loosened neck tie. From the living room one wouldn't have been able to hear the soft pound of smooth music or the silent hum of the vibrator. Yes Greg was pleasuring himself with a vibrator. The room had a faint red glow from their new crimson lamp, which was the only apparent light source. His hair was sticking out messily in all directions of his head and his blonde streaks were basked in a soft red glow. Around him laid a tube of lube, aside with condoms in the corner of the bed, and a dildo was right next to his stomach, almost under his back. Both his hands were between his spread legs as his left hand toyed with the vibrator while his right hand fingered himself. Greg's face was damp, his body covered in a thin sheen of sweat.

From the cleanliness of the sheets, Nick could see Greg hadn't reached the peak of his ecstasy yet. The Texan turned his attention towards the vibrator to see it was pleasuring Greg at the skin right behind his balls. The younger man had it set on the lowest setting possible as he rubbed it lightly in lazy circles against himself. Then he ran it delicately against the underside of his shaft and then up his stomach as to tease himself. Nick couldn't control himself as he leaned up against the closest wall he could find and unzipped his pants. His erection was already dripping with precum as he took the liquid and ran it around the head of his cock with his thumb. Everytime Greg cried out Nick's name he had to bite his tongue from moaning back as he watched his young lover. A loud whimper escaped from the flushed body; Greg must have found his pleasure spot. Nick looked up at him and couldn't hold back a quiet groan as he realized that Greg had to have replaced his fingers with the dildo to reach that spot. The vibrator had been discarded as Greg seemed content just by fingering his nipples, leaving his weeping cock untouched. Suddenly Nick got an idea.

It took all his strength to stop stroking himself as he inched towards the bed. Greg didn't seem to have any clue that anyone else was in the room as he continued to pant through his shut eyes. Nick slowly eased himself onto the bottom edge of the bed, his knees dipping in to the mattress next to Greg's calves. The other man seemed completely obvious to his surroundings until Nick leaned in and kissed the head of his weeping shaft. Greg's eyes shot open as he screamed out Nick's name. Once Nick drew his hot tongue over the the slit, that was it Greg was gone. The Norweigian arched his back almost a foot into the air as he cummed all over Nick's mouth, chin, and neck. He saw the other man lick his cum off his lips.

"Mmm you always tasted so good." Even though Greg had just came his cock twitched at the sight.

"How long have you been here?"

He smiled, "About 15 minutes to half an hour." Greg's expression became a bit more alert as realization set. "Have you been watching me when- i was- i mean with the-"

He was shushed as lips pressed up against his. "I think that might have just about been the hottest thing I have ever seen in my life." They kissed again and Greg started to lick the remainder of his own cum off of Nick's chin and neck.

"So now your problem has been taken care of, but I'm afraid mine has been neglected for too long now don't you agree?" Nick growled as his erection pressed up against the younger man's thigh.

"Uhn.. condoms, lube, corner of bed." More panting was heard as Greg rubbed his thigh against Nick's hardness eliciting a groan from the older man.

"Baby, as much as I would love to hump your thigh before I fuck you, I much rather fuck you and then fuck you again." At that promise Greg scrambled up to lube Nick after he had slid the condom on. Then he laid back down, knees apart with Nick in between them. He felt the familiar sensation of Nick's tip being pressed against his pucker. In one smooth motion, Nick slid in to the heat. Backs were arched, names were cried, and hips thrusted as the temperature of the room started to increase and the room began to take the scent of musk and sex. At first they started out so slow Greg had clawed angry red marks on Nick's back and arms out of frustration. Each time Nick slid inside him he brushed that oh so lovely bundle of nerves inside Greg that just made him scream out his name over and over. As their pace increased so did the contact with that spot. Soon both men were slamming their bodies against each other, balls slapping and bodies slicked with sweat. Greg knew he was going to be sore in the morning but the thought couldn't even cross his mind as Nick grabbed his cock and pumped it with their rhythm. His thumb kept on brushing upon the underside ridge of his dick while Nick's cock kept on brushing upon Greg's sweet spot. Nick felt the familiar tingle at the base of his spine and he knew he would explode soon. He had to make Greg come before him. "Cum for me again Greg."

"Anything for you baby." Greg panted. Another brush against the ridge right under his cockhead and Greg lost himself for the second time today. He screamed out Nick's name for the thousandth time as he dug his nails into the Texan's shoulders, making angry red crescents against the tanned skin. As he came Nick felt Greg's inside walls clamp around him and after one more thrust into the glorious heat Nick lost all control. He bit down on Greg's neck as he came, muffling his moan as he shuddered from the waves of his orgasm. He continued the tiny thrusts inside Greg until he was completely spent, then pulled out and threw the condom across the room. Greg let out a tiny sigh as Nick laid down beside him among the toys and products scattered across the bed. Both men naturally rolled towards each other, meeting at the dip they both made in the middle of the bed. Nick propped himself up on his elbow and toyed with the sweaty strands of Greg's hair. Greg just stared up into the chocolate pools with a content smile. It was just another typical splendid night in the Stokes and Sanders apartment.

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