Title: Taking the Plunge
By: flipflopadd1ct
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Rating: NC-17
Summary: AU. Nick's a lifeguard at the community pool. One day, temptation comes for a dip in the form of Greg Sanders. Essentially an extended PWP.

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Nick settled into his lifeguard chair, looking out at the scene before him. It was a hot summer's day and it seemed like the whole community had come out to enjoy the cool waters of the local pool.

He heard giggles to his left and turned to see a group of teenage girls hide their faces, still laughing and whispering to themselves. Nick flashed one of his perfect smiles and slid his sunglasses down to shade his eyes from the sun. He had gotten used to the attention. He was young, tanned, muscular...who didn't look at Nick Stokes?

It was then that the lifeguard saw the pool gate swing open and someone new stepped in. The guy looked to be about his height and age – if not one or two years younger - with spiky brown hair and blond highlights. His eyes were covered by dark sunglasses; a towel was slung over his arm. He was dressed in a t-shirt, blue and white board shorts, and blue flip flops. Nick had never been attracted to a man before, but something drew his eyes towards this man.

The lifeguard was shaken out of his trance when a beach ball went flying into his lap. He playfully tossed it back at the kids who had hit it his way, but he could have sworn, out of the corner of his eye, that he saw the new guy grin.

A dragging sound and Nick looked down to see him pulling one of the lounge chairs closer to the lifeguard stand. Not close enough to be obvious to anyone else, but close enough that Nick could tell what he was doing (after all, this happened, like, daily to Nick).

"Hi. I'm Greg," the stranger said.

Nick was taken by surprise. "Uh, Nick," he muttered. Greg smiled – he pushed his sunglasses up into his hair, so now Nick knew that he had brown eyes - then kicked off his flip flops. Greg slyly turned to make sure Nick was watching before pulling his shirt up and off. Nick could see Greg's tanned abs and chest. Greg stretched, turning so Nick could have an even better view. Finally, Greg lay down on the lounge chair, and after one last quick glance Nick was able to pull his eyes away.

The expression on his face was innocent, nonchalant, but Nick had dealt with flirts all his life. Usually, he could ignore them...but this time, Greg's plan was working.

Greg hadn't said anything since he introduced himself. Truthfully, Nick was torn. He would have liked to talk to Greg more but at the same time felt embarrassed for being attracted to a guy.

Nick's face was flushed red, but it had nothing to do with sunburn.

A while passed - it had to have been ten or fifteen minutes – until Greg spoke again. "It's really hot today, don't you think, Nick? You're looking pretty hot up there," he said calmly. Nick looked around, worried that someone else had heard, but it didn't seem like anyone else noticed.

"Yeah, the sun is, uh, really bright today," the lifeguard stuttered.

"I think I'm gonna get wet."

"I think you should too," Nick blurted before he could stop himself. Greg obviously heard this, as he turned to look at Nick with an expression on his face that screamed Gotcha! "I mean the water would be a good way to cool down," Nick recovered.

Greg laughed softly to himself before moving to the edge of the pool. He sat on the lining, letting just his feet and legs dip into the water. "The water's nice, Nick. Really nice."

"I bet it is."

Nick watched Greg as he dipped his hand into the pool and brought it up to his body, letting the cool water trickle down his torso. The dark-haired lifeguard's gaze followed a drop as it slid down Greg's back, gliding across smooth, tanned skin and disappearing into his shorts. Nick unconsciously licked his lips.

A splash and Greg had dived in. Despite the fact that he was supposed to be keeping watch over everyone at the pool, Nick only had eyes for Greg. The way he moved through the water was almost entrancing as he leisurely swam laps back and forth. Greg was a natural in the water.

After a few more laps, Greg pulled himself out of the pool, the water dripping everywhere. He ran his hands through his hair before shaking his head like a wet dog. The sunlight glinted off Greg's soaked skin. Nick swallowed; he thought Greg had looked good before but this...this was getting to be too much. He silently tried to will away the erection growing in his red shorts.

Greg towel-dried himself before reaching for his wallet and heading over to the concession stand. Nick heard a whistle blow – it was the end of his shift. He quickly left his post and made a quick decision to follow Greg.

He was about to do something he had never done before. He was about to take a risk, take a chance, cross a line that he had never crossed.

Nick was hit with a stroke of confidence and the lifeguard fell in line behind the spiky-haired man. "Hey, Greg," he whispered.

Greg turned and grinned his attractive smile. "Yeah, Nick?"

Nick took a furtive glance to make sure no one was listening. "Meet me here at ten-thirty. Tonight."

Greg's expression turned to surprise then excitement. "I'll be there."

Nick stepped out of the line, giving Greg a small wave over his shoulder. Now, all he had to do was make it through the rest of the day.

***

Nick knew this was a bad idea. Knew it could cost him his job, knew the whole sex-with-a-man thing was something he had never experienced before. Not that he hadn't thought about it, of course – he had always wondered what it would be like. The lifeguard considered himself totally straight, but something drew him to Greg. He couldn't explain it. Asking Greg to meet him here at the pool was random, impulsive, but now that Nick thought about it, Greg probably would have asked him the same thing if Nick hadn't gotten to him first.

The pool had closed at nine, like always. Nick made sure he was the last one to leave, made sure no one would be coming back for any reason whatsoever. The Texan was back a little after ten, feeling both nervous and excited. Sitting on the edge of one of the lounge chairs, he lost himself in thought. He had no way of knowing if Greg would even show, but something in Greg's eyes told him he would.

It was quiet, the water leaving dancing shadows on the concrete. Nick looked at the clock by the concession stand – it was 10:27. He'll be here any minute, he thought.

The lifeguard had planned everything out carefully. He unlocked the back gate, hoping Greg would come that way. He had turned the pool's heater on. Then he sat and waited. Listened for the sound of footsteps. Nick was so consumed by waiting for Greg that he didn't hear him arrive.

"Hi," came a soft voice from behind him.

Nick jumped, startled, then turned to see Greg smiling down at him. "Oh, uh, hey," he stuttered. Great, Stokes. Just great.

Silence for a few seconds. Greg tentatively sat down next to Nick, their bodies close, their knees almost touching. "So, Nick, why'd you invite me here?" Greg grinned. It was obvious that Greg knew exactly why Nick wanted him to come. Nick swallowed and didn't respond. "Forget it," Greg whispered. He surprised Nick with a passionate kiss on the lips. Nick opened his mouth to Greg and returned the kiss as intensely as Greg had started it. Greg's hands had started to wander up Nick's shirt before they finally pulled apart, gasping for breath. "That was good," Greg panted.

Nick nodded. "Let's do it again." This time, the kiss was more confident. Greg explored Nick's chiseled abs and chest with his hands, only breaking the kiss to take Nick's shirt off. Greg's shirt followed. It was now tan skin on tan skin. Their mouths met again and Nick started sneaking one hand across Greg's knee and under the hem of his shorts.

"You sure you've never done this before?" Greg's eyes were full of lust. He leaned in to lick along Nick's jaw line then sucked hard on a spot on the lifeguard's neck. Suddenly he pulled away and stood up.

"Wait, where are you going?" Nick protested, wanting to feel Greg against him again.

Greg pointed at the water. "Where do you think?" He dived in and yelled for Nick to join him. "The water's fine!" he winked.

The Texan wasted no time in joining his new lover in the pool. He wrapped his arms around Greg for another wet, sloppy kiss. Both moaned loudly at the first touch of erection against erection through their bathing suits. "That feels," Nick thrust against Greg once more, "so good."

"I know it does, baby," Greg replied. He reached inside Nick's red lifeguard shorts and wrapped a hand around Nick's hard cock, earning a groan from the other man. Nick had had handjobs before, of course, but never from another guy, and this was amazing. Greg's fingers knew exactly where to touch.

Greg loved the effect he was having on Nick, whose eyes were closed, head thrown back in pleasure. Nick regained his composure and kissed Greg again, reaching to rub his cock through his bathing suit. It was Nick's first time touching another man's dick, but he just remembered what he did when he jacked off and tried to mimic what Greg was doing to him. It worked, and soon Greg was as close to the edge as Nick was. Nick made sure to pull away before Greg came. "Hold on," he said. "As much fun as this is, we can't finish here."

Greg understood, and he followed Nick out of the pool. "Where can we go, then?"

Nick smiled a dirty smile. He leaned in close to Greg's ear. "I left the showers unlocked," he whispered. Greg's eyes lit up and the two ran to the showers, Nick leading the way. He pushed the door open and before they were inside Greg was kissing him again. Greg wouldn't let go even as Nick tried to turn the nearest showerhead on. Nick's shorts went tumbling down his legs and Greg swallowed Nick's cock in one fluid motion. Nick shouted.

The warm water beat down on Greg as he happily licked and sucked Nick's impressive cock. He licked down the length and then traced a vein with his tongue, while Nick let out a steady stream of moans. He ran his hands through Greg's hair and gently pulled, signaling that he wanted Greg to stand up. "And I thought your hand felt good," Nick muttered.

Nick slid to his knees, running both hands along Greg's cock. It was about the same size as his, if not a little bigger. Nick discovered he loved feeling the weight of someone else in his hand. The lifeguard was feeling naughty, adventurous, so he held Greg's erection at the base and nuzzled his cheek against the hard shaft. "Fuck, Nick..." Greg groaned. Nick took just the head into his mouth, getting used to the taste and feel. Relaxing his throat, he slowly slid farther down the other man's dick, using his other hand to tease Greg's balls. Greg's head hit the tile as Nick bobbed up and down his length. He tapped Nick on the shoulder, causing the lifeguard to look up in mid-suck. That's one hot image, Greg thought. He pulled out of Nick's warm mouth and pulled him in for a needy kiss.

Greg pushed Nick against the slick wall, claiming the darker-haired man's mouth with his own. Each movement pushed their throbbing erections against each other, and each time this happened a jolt of primal lust shot up their spines. Nick's tongue fought Greg's as he dropped a hand between them, wrapping it around both cocks. Nick rubbed them together as Greg slipped a hand down to help, his other hand snaking around Nick's back to pull him closer. It was total contact, their moans bouncing off the shower walls. Both men were close and when their linked hands slid up their cocks once more, both came, splattering each other's chests with hot white seed. Nick, still wanting to experience new things, leaned down to quickly lick his mess off Greg's chest. When he was done he gave Greg a satisfied grin. "That was," Nick was still feeling the aftershocks of orgasm, "amazing."

The blonde pulled him in for one last kiss, turning the now-cold shower off in the process. "Want to come back to my place?" Greg asked with a hopeful expression on his face as he dried off and pulled his bathing suit on.

Nick didn't think twice. "I'll follow you."

***

Nick made sure not to lose sight of Greg's silver Camry. The night had started out amazing, mind-blowing even, so he definitely didn't want to run it by getting lost. When they stopped at a stoplight, Greg waved excitedly at Nick through his rear-view mirror. Nick chuckled to himself and waved back.

Greg turned left at the light and Nick followed. It was only a short ride from the pool, and soon they were at a classy apartment complex. Greg got out of his car and scrambled over to Nick's door, surprising him with a kiss that Nick quickly returned. "Well, I'm on the top floor," Greg said, dangling his keys.

"Lead the way, Greggo," the lifeguard smiled.

"Greggo, huh? I've never been called that before." He paused. "I think I like it."

They climbed the stairs to the third floor where Greg's apartment was. He unlocked the door and showed Nick inside. "This is it." He waited to see Nick's reaction.

The brunette didn't immediately respond. He was taking in the sights of the relatively big apartment. It was furnished with hip, modern accessories and the only light came from a multi-colored fish tank in the corner. "This is a great place, Greg," he finally said.

I hope it's something you can get used to, Greg thought. Instead, he said, "Thanks." Greg shut the door and moved over next to Nick. Sliding both arms around Nick's waist, he looked into the lifeguard's eyes. "You ready for round two?"

"What do you think?" Nick embraced Greg, leaning in for a passionate kiss. Hands wandered under shirts and across skin. They pulled apart, both half-hard.

"Bedroom's that way," Greg muttered, his voice low. He took Nick by the hand and they made their way down the hallway, stopping at least once to make out again, almost knocking a framed picture off the wall. When they reached Greg's bedroom, they tossed their shirts on the floor. Greg climbed onto the bed first, propping himself up on his elbows, his erection tenting his shorts. Nick slowly stroked his own hard cock through his bathing suit, absorbing the site before him and then joining Greg, straddling his hips.

"You looked so hot like that," Nick said, kissing and sucking along Greg's neck.

"And you looked so hot watching me." Greg groped Nick's boner to make his point. The younger man licked along Nick's length through his shorts, letting him experience a sensation that he hadn't felt before. Without asking, Greg grabbed the waistband of the bathing suit and yanked it down. Nick kicked the red material off and leaned back on the bed, letting Greg do his work.

Greg worshipped Nick's dick. He ran his hungry tongue over every inch of exposed flesh before hollowing his cheeks and taking as much as he could of Nick's cock into his mouth. The lifeguard had tried to stay silent but at this he shouted. "Greg, stop," he gasped.

The other man looked up at Nick with his mouth still full of cock. He pulled off quickly, said, "I'm busy," and slid down the shaft again, bobbing his head.

As much as Nick liked to receive, he wanted to give as well, so he repeated his earlier statement more forcefully. Greg slowly let the lifeguard's erection slip from his lips and Nick grabbed Greg's bathing suit, pulling it off. Greg's cock was now standing free, enticing and inviting.

Nick was in the mood to tease. His fingers ghosted over Greg's dick, light enough to make Greg shudder but not firm enough to make him moan. Nick sucked one finger into his mouth, then a second and a third and wrapped the slick hand around Greg, stroking slowly. "Fuck, Nick! Just suck it!"

The brunette grinned, flicking his tongue out to lick the head. Whereas Greg had been eager to take all of Nick's cock, Nick wanted to make the younger man squirm. And it was working.

Nick tried something new. He left one hand to glide up and down Greg's cock while the other hand played with Greg's balls. Nick leaned down and sucked one, then the other into his mouth for the first time. Nick thought it was kind of weird, but from the way Greg was no longer able to form coherent sentences, he kept licking until he pulled away and took in as much of Greg's cock as he could.

He slid one finger past Greg's balls and toward his entrance. At the first touch against his hole Greg hissed. Nick looked up and Greg nodded breathlessly. Nick had never done this before, not even with a woman, so he just did what he thought was right. The still-wet finger slowly pushed inside and Greg arched off the bed in response. Nick pumped in and out in time with his hand on Greg's cock. He added a second, and, looking for Greg's approval, a third. By then, Greg had enough. "Condom. Cock. Now," was all he could get out.

"Where are they?"

"Somewhere...over there," Greg said, pointing to his dresser. Nick found the condoms and a half-full bottle of lube in the top drawer. Greg took the condom, ripped the wrapper off with his teeth and slid it over Nick's cock, kissing Nick hard as he did so. "I fuckin' need you in me," Greg said in a rough voice.

"Tell me if I do this wrong," Nick replied. He returned Greg's kiss and slicked lube over the three fingers he had used earlier. The lifeguard spread Greg open once more before running that same slick hand over his own cock. He slowly pushed into Greg.

"Faster, Nick," Greg gasped. Without waiting for him to respond, he wrapped his legs around Nick's waist and pulled him forward. "Fuck!" the younger man shouted.

"What'd I do?!" Nick said, stopping.

"Nothing bad! Keep going! You hit my prostate! Jesus..."

Nick pulled slowly out before speeding up again, hitting the same spot and making Greg yell again. He grinned. Sliding in and out of Greg was so much better than it had been with any woman. Greg reacted more than anyone else. He ran his hands all over his own body, teasing his nipples and stroking his own cock roughly. "Damn," Nick whispered. He leaned over and took Greg's mouth with his own. Tongues battled and Nick took Greg's cock in his hand.

Greg groaned each time Nick pushed inside. He moaned needingly when Nick pulled back so the head of his cock was barely inside, then screamed out when Nick thrust forward again. Nick pumped Greg's cock in the circle of his fist as he fucked him hard, slow, and everything in between.

"You like this, Greggo?" Nick growled, moving slowly.

"Shit! Faster, Nick!"

"Almost there, baby?"

"Fuck," Greg purred, drawing the word out into one long moan. He ran his hand across the head over his cock once more and suddenly came, splattering his stomach in white.

Nick pulled out and straddled Greg's hips, ripping the condom off and jacking himself off on top of Greg. The younger man pulled him down for an open-mouthed kiss and Greg's hand joined Nick's on his cock. Greg softly bit the skin on the side of Nick's neck and Nick's orgasm hit him like a freight train. His shoulders slumped as the second one of the night took over his body.

Nick rolled off him, staring up at the ceiling. He knew he'd wake up sticky in the morning, but he didn't care. He was with Greg.

Greg ran a wet hand down Nick's arm. "So?" the younger man asked.

The lifeguard grinned and took Greg's hand in his. "I could definitely get used to this." He sealed his promise with a kiss.

As he drifted into sleep, Nick mulled over a single question:

Am I gay?

And now, maybe, he was. He could live with that.

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