Title: Wii're Naked!
By: 10th-letter
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Rating: PG13
Summary: Greg's got a Wii and Nick has the day off. So how do the boys celebrate?

Criminalist Nick Stokes had managed to get a day off from his grueling job as one of the lead CSI’s in Las Vegas. Nick was currently taking a nap on his favorite easy chair in front of his brand new TV. Before he could even get far enough into his dream to make sense of it, he was awoken by his very excitable boyfriend, Greg Sanders.

“Wii!” shouted Greg, placing the video game system on the couch before running over to Nick. “We got a Wii!”

“What are you talking about, Greg?” said Nick, still drowsy from sleep.

“I’ve been waiting for months to get this thing and Best Buy finally got some! We got a Wii! Whee!”

Nick smiled, sometimes it was readily apparent that Greg was still a kid at heart. Heck, he was still a kid.

“Congratulations, G. Now why did this involve waking me up?”

“It’s interactive! You move the controller to play the game! It even comes with Wii Sports! I am playing you in tennis. Strip Wii tennis!” Said Greg, smirking.

“Ok, I am now officially awake. How does this thing set up?”

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Within a few minutes, Greg had managed to set up the system. When the option came up to name the console, Nick and Greg looked at each other and decided to call the Wii “Grissom” for the sake of novelty.

“Are we going to play yet, Greg?”

“Hold on, Nick. We have to make our Miis.”

“Our whats?”

“Our Miis, they’re us in the games. Watch, I’ll make my Mii.” Said Greg, going to the Wii’s Mii Channel. After a few minutes and impatient glances from Nick, Greg had made his Mii.

“Wow, he’s actually kinda hot.” Said Nick, amused.

“Since he’s supposed to be me, I won’t be offended. But say that again and I’ll give your Mii a huge nose. But, it’s a shame I can’t make his ass as hot as yours.”

“Don’t get too excited there, G. If I play right, you won’t see my ass at all today.”

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When the Mii’s were finally set up, Greg put in WiiSports.

“Ok, first one of us naked loses. For each point missed, the loser removes an article of clothing. Now, prepare to get naked, Tex.” Said Greg, strapping the console’s Wii-mote on his wrist and taking a few practice swings.

After a few games, Nick was standing in only his undershirt and a pair of tight boxer-briefs. Greg had only lost his shoes and socks.

“This is completely unfair. Normally, I’d whup your skinny ass in tennis.” said Nick, his accent getting thicker as he got angrier.

“Ah, but that’s in real tennis. This is Wii tennis. Ha! I win, off with the shirt!” shouted Greg, clearly enjoying his power. “Oh no, take it off slowly.”

Nick shot a death glare at his boyfriend before slowly taking off his shirt, his skin taut over his stomach muscles.

“Damn, I never get tired of seeing that.” said Greg, almost to himself.

“Uh, huh. Let’s keep going so I can see that hot ass of yours.”

It didn’t take long before Nick and Greg were almost tied. Greg was down to his undershirt and a pair of Scooby-Doo boxers. But Nick’s victories didn’t last long as Greg scored the final point. Nick had accepted his fate and smiled at Greg. Turning around to head to their bedroom, Nick started to lower his boxer-briefs, only revealing a tiny portion of his behind.

“If you want to see the rest, you’ll have to step away from the Wii.” said Nick, his back to Greg and an evil grin spreading across his face.

“Oh, you are an evil, evil man, Nick Stokes!” shouted Greg before reluctantly putting down his controller and turning off the Wii.