Title: Wooden Tracks
By: assette
Pairing: Gil/Nick
Rating: R
Summary: Gil and Nick have a night out at the amusement park.

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Grissom had been dragging Nick around the amusement park all night, they had already hit the Pharaoh's Fury, lost a fortune in quarters playing games, and eaten enough junk food to put a person in an early grave. Nick was ready for a break, and he couldn't believe Gil was still raring to go. "How 'bought we hit that one next?"

"The Tunnel of Love? It's not very entertaining; you just ride around in circles in the dark."

"I'm sure I could keep you occupied." Gil grinned and headed for the platform to board.

As soon as they were under the cover of darkness Grissom reached for Nick, kissing him roughly. Nick pulled back, a little breathless, "What's gotten into you?"

"This was your idea..." Gil chuckled and started sucking at his neck knowing it would make Nick squirm. In retaliation, Nick ran his short nails back and forth over the inside of Gil's thigh.

Gil gasped when Nick mouthed his ear lobe and squeezed him through his pants at the same time. "That's cheating."

"Enthusiasm is contagious." Gil laughed and began rearranging himself back onto his side of the seat as the ride neared its end.

Nick grasped his hand as they were leaving the Tunnel of Love and started leading him trough the park.

"Where are we going now Nicky?"

"Thought I saw another coaster around here somewhere."

"I didn't think you enjoyed the last one."

"I just don't like hanging upside down stories off the ground. This one looked nice and boring; none of those fancy loops or anything."

"The Timberwolf, it's South of here. It was the first roller coaster built at this park, constructed entirely of wood."

Nick looked the ride over while they waited in the short line. No cameras, perfect. "Let's sit in front."

They climbed into the car and Gil fastened the lap belt. Nick rested his hand casually on Gil's thigh waiting for the ride to start. As soon as they were out of the operator's line of sight, Nick slid his hand higher, brushing over Gil's half hardened cock, then working open the button on Gil's slacks. "Nicky?"

"Shhh." He couldn't believe he was doing this, his heart was hammering in his chest, and his hands felt numb from nervousness. He pushed his hand clumsily into Gil's briefs, Gil hissed when his clammy fingers wrapped around the shaft, but still thrust into his grip. The angle was awkward and Nick couldn't do much more than jerk roughly over the head, but he wasn't hearing any complaints.



Grissom's breathing sped up as the coaster continued its ascent; he started shifting in his seat, needing more. When Gil reached down and unzipped his pants, Nick's hand stuttered to a stop. "Gil?"

"Nicky..." Nick started moving his hand again, but he was anxious about getting caught, his strokes were less focused, not enough to bring Gil off. Before, pulling his hand out of Gil's pants would have been easy, but now there isn't any hiding what's going on.

Gil leaned to the side and kissed Nick's jaw, whispering in his ear, "Relax Nicky, no one will see..." Nick tightened his grip, the pre-come making his hand slide easier now.

When they reached the crest, Grissom whined into Nick's ear, covering his hand, and controlling the movement. Nick has to suck in a lung full of air, his stomach dropping, at the rush of energy as the coaster begins its descent. Next to him, Gil is jerking in his seat and groaning into Nick's shoulder.

Nick is in awe, he can't believe they just did that, that he started it. He struggles to zip Gil up with come all over his hand, doesn't want to wipe it on his pants. Grissom watches him with glazed eyes and a small smile while he licks it off his fingers.

They get off the ride as soon as it stops and Nick drags them away quickly trying to suppress the urge to giggle hysterically. Grissom pulls back, forcing him to stop, and looks pointedly at Nick's crotch, "You want to ride it again?"

Nick starts tugging him forward once more, "Oh I wanna ride, just nothing they have at the amusement park."

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