Let Freedom Ring Day 6

NIGHTS OF INDEPENDENCE ~ Day 6

***THIS STORY CONTAINS SEXUALLY EXPICIT MATERIAL***

Wednesday – 5 July 2012

It was early morning when Deuce woke on top of Nick again. He couldn’t help the slow smile that spread across his face; this seemed to be becoming a habit this week. Deuce wouldn’t mind if it became a habit for the rest of his life. Again he pondered on how crazy it was that he felt so much so quickly. Yes, he’d been in love before, just never like this. This fast. This intense. For the first time in his life Deuce could imagine spending the rest of his life with someone. He wasn’t afraid it would fade; he wasn’t scared there was someone else out there that would be a better fit for him. Nick was it. He’d never been so sure of anything before, and damn, the thought of Nick leaving in a few hours and not seeing him again for a few weeks made Deuce’s stomach sick with disappointment.

He lifted his head and turned it to look at Nick’s face. His soft lips were puffy; his handsome face slack, his eyes moved rapidly behind his lids indicating that he was still dreaming. Deuce didn’t want to disturb him, but he didn’t have his fill of looking at the man he loved either. He slowly rose up onto his elbow and let his eyes travel down Nick’s bared muscled arms and chest, over those phenomenal abs, and landing on the bulge just under the light blue sheet.  He glanced up at Nick’s still sleeping face then brought his attention back down south. He pinched a wrinkle in the sateen material and slowly slid it down to reveal Nick’s impressive cock, even when soft, nestled in a neatly trimmed patch of light hair. He licked his lips at the sight. Deuce was past the point of surprise at how much the sight of another cock turned him on. He’d taken to watching gay porn the past month and he found it hot, yet at the same time it had evoked memories of doing a lot of those things and positions with Nick in Boston and that would only ramp up the excitement.  Yes, watching two hot guys go at it was erotic, but there was something about Nick’s cock in particular that drove Deuce wild. He loved the length, the shape, the girth; he loved watching as the come pumped out of it almost as much as he loved Nick’s face when he climaxed. He loved the feel of it in his hand and especially in his ass. Who fucking knew that would feel so incredible?  Deuce sure as hell didn’t, but he was damn glad he found out.

Deuce looked on and thought there was one place he hadn’t had that magnificent cock, and he was really curious as to what it would be like. He slowly lowered his head and tentatively licked from mid shaft to just below the head. He took a moment to swallow; it just tasted like Nick’s skin with a hint of chlorine from the hot tub last night.  He smiled again as he recalled the night before, Nick telling him to fuck his face, that had been incredibly hot.

He leaned forward again, flattening his tongue he took a longer swipe from the base, over the ridge of the broad head, all the way to the tip where he did a double lick over the slit.

Nick made a small sound in the back of his throat as his dick started to swell from the attention. Deuce smiled as he looked at Nick’s face again, his eyes were still closed but there was a slight furrow between his brows. Deuce lifted Nick’s half erect cock and gingerly slid his mouth over the head and sucked a little before pulling back, testing the feel, then did it again going a bit deeper this time. He was nervous to push himself very far, and it was almost freeing to be able to test the waters before Nick could witness him not knowing what he was doing.

Nick stirred on the edge of consciousness. He wasn’t sure if he was waking from a sex dream or if the wonderfully warm and wet attention to his cock was real. Another suck and flick of a tongue and Nick knew he was awake. He lazily opened his eyes and raised his head slightly just in time to watch as the head of his cock slipped between D’s full lips. He couldn’t help the groan that slipped from his own lips at the tantalizing sight.

Deuce’s eyes, which had been closed, glanced up at the sound. A sexy glint formed when his eyes met Nick’s, and he pulled back to swirl his tongue around the sensitive head before saying, “Sorry, did I wake you?” his voice full of morning gravel.

“Don’t be sorry,” Nick answered with a slow smile, “You can wake me like this any time.”

“I was curious,” D smiled back before kissing the tip, then gave a slow swipe of his tongue over the slit causing another groan to leave Nick’s throat.

“Fuck, baby,” Nick hissed, reaching down to run his fingers through Deuce’s thick bed rumpled hair, “Experiment all you like.”

Deuce grinned then took Nick’s cock into his mouth again. He bobbed his head a few times, only taking in just below the head as he worked the rest with his hand. Nick had to force his hips to stay still on the bed because their instinct was to push up into that warm, delicious mouth. He watched as long as he could, enjoying the sight of his wet, shiny dick being worked by Deuce, until it felt too damn good and he had to close his eyes and rest his head back down on the pillow. “Feels so fucking incredible, Deacon.”

Deuce hummed around the cock in his mouth and tried to push down farther but gagged a little and had to pull back. He’d have to practice, get used to relaxing his throat around the intrusion, he was looking forward to the lessons. He wanted to please Nick in every way he could, besides the fact that he was getting hard himself from sucking him off. He liked it. Another thing to add to his ever growing list of turn on’s he didn’t know he had until recently. Funny, he’d always been a very sexual person, he enjoyed experimenting and would like to think he was damn good in the sack, but with Nick…again it was more. More powerful. More electric. So passionate and completely all consuming that Deuce didn’t think he’d ever get enough. Nick could get him hard from just a look, or the sound of his voice, and holy shit he made him come so hard, made him feel so fucking unbelievable.

“Come here,” Nick uttered, reaching down to grab Deuce’s shoulder, “You’re gonna make me come and I don’t want to yet. I want you to fuck me. Wanna be able to still feel you on the plane…”

Deuce gave Nick’s cock a few more strokes before complying and crawling up to give the man a long kiss. Nick wrapped his arms around Deuce, pulling him down on top of him as he deepened the kiss. He spread his legs so D could sink down between them and Deuce ground their cocks together causing them both to groan just as the alarm went off.

“Fuuuuck,” Nick growled, “What is it with us getting interrupted with timers!”

Deuce laughed as he rolled off of Nick and retrieved his cell phone from the nightstand. He quickly slid his thumb across the screen to turn off the annoying sound.

“Please tell me you set it early enough to give us extra time.” Nick pleaded.

“Of course,” D answered as he slid the rest of the way out of the bed and stood, “What do you take me for, a fool?”

“Then where are you going,” Nick whined playfully, holding his arm out for Deuce to return.

“Come on,” Deuce smirked, holding his hand out to Nick instead, “Let’s get a shower. Kill two birds with one stone.”

“But the bed is so comfy,” Nick grumbled, but he moved to the edge of the mattress anyway and tossed his legs over, taking D’s hand. Deuce pulled him up into his arms and into a leisurely kiss before leading them towards the bathroom. They stopped every few steps for another kiss or a grope, until they finally reached the shower stall and Deuce reached in to turn the water on. He towed Nick into the large glass enclosure and spun him to face the wall. Nick flattened his palms against the tan tile, the four jets spraying around them, and bit his lip as D’s soapy hand reached around to stroke his cock. Deuce pressed up against him, his erection sliding along the crack of Nick’s ass, his other hand roaming Nick’s abs and chest as he kissed his neck.

“Please Deacon, I need you,” Nick begged, his body aching to get fucked, “I need you inside of me now.”

Deuce pumped shower gel into his hand and soaped up his cock then spread one of Nick’s ass cheeks to reveal the tight pink pucker of skin. Nick spread his legs and tilted his ass up as Deuce lined up the head to Nick’s entrance and pushed forward. They both moaned as Deuce’s dick breached the tight muscle. He rocked there a moment then continued to glide forward until he was all the way in. He paused to pull Nick close, gyrating his hips just enough to give them both sensation but still staying in as far as he could go. He kissed Nick’s neck, than nuzzled him just below the ear at his sensitive spot.

“Fuck Nicky,” he uttered, his voice barely above a hoarse whisper, “The things you do to me…” He kissed the back of Nick’s neck, “my heart…” he sucked on Nick’s earlobe and slowly pulled out half way,
“my mind…” he thrust forward hard causing them both to grunt, “my body…I never….” He trailed off as he began a slow pumping rhythm.

“I know,” Nick shivered at the words and the physical attention, “I’m right there with you D,” he reached back and gripped Deuce’s hip encouraging him to thrust faster, “I’m right there with you…”

Deuce kept up the slow pace, his lips constantly moving over Nick’s neck and ear, moaning against his skin. “You drive me completely insane, baby. Gonna keep you here, not let you go back to Boston.”

Nick let out a half-moan, half-chuckle as his hand gripped at Deuce’s hip, his body begging for more. “Don’t make me laugh… not now. Fuck, D…”

A low groan left Deuce’s lips as he gave into both Nick and his own body, bracing one hand against the shower wall as he started fucking him harder, making sure to hit his lovers sweet spot with each thrust. “Fuck, Nick…”

“Yeah, fuck yeah, right there…!” The feel of Deuce’s fingers brushing against his cock was all it took for him to come with a shout, arching back against his lover, moaning as Deuce’s thrusts got harder and more erratic, his own orgasm following seconds later, moaning Nick’s name as he trembled against him under the hot water.

After their shower, they brushed their teeth and shaved then ate a quick breakfast of Cheerios with sliced banana before Nick reluctantly finished packing while Deuce cleaned up their bowls and coffee mugs.

Deuce sighed as he leaned against the kitchen counter, closing his eyes as he listened to the sound of Nick moving around in the bedroom, getting his last minute packing done. This past week with Nick had been amazing and he didn’t want it to end. Every time he had to let go of Nick, it got harder and harder to let him slip through his fingers.

God, he couldn’t wait for January and for things to fall into place so that Nick could move to Philly and be with him permanently. He was pulled out of his thoughts by the sound of the phone ringing, knowing who It was before he reached over to answer.

Nick scooped up Win from the floor, “Bye, little buddy.” He said as he placed a little kiss on his pink nose, “We’ll resume ninja training in a couple of weeks.”

Deacon laughed from behind him and Nick turned around with a sheepish smile. “I knew you liked him, I saw that kiss.”

Nick shook his head, “Your eyes deceive.”

“Uh, huh.” Deacon smirked back at him then glanced over his shoulder, “Front desk just called, the cab is waiting down stairs.”

“Ok,” Nick sighed as he picked up his duffle and slung it over his shoulder, giving one last look around. Damn, he didn’t want to go. He felt like he was leaving home to go on a boring, lonely trip. One he’d rather not go on. He was going to miss this place, Winchester and most of all, Deacon. God, he missed it all already.

Deuce came over to him and slid his arms around Nick’s waist and kissed him. “Miss you already.”

“I was just thinking that.” Nick smiled and kissed D once more.

“I wish I could take you to the airport, have a little more time…”

“You’ve got patients, baby, and we have the rest of our lives, yeah?” Nick winked.

“Yeah,” Deuce nodded, “I like the sound of that.”

Deuce took Nick’s hand and linked their fingers together which is how they remained all the way from the bedroom, down the elevator, through the lobby, until they ended up out front where a yellow cab was parked.  Nick opened the back door and tossed his bag in, telling the driver to start the meter but that he needed a few more minutes. When he emerged Deuce pulled him into a tight hug and kissed him languidly right there in front if his building where anyone could see. Nick was shocked for only a moment before he returned the affection. They held each other and kissed like that for probably longer then was publically presentable, not that Nick gave two shits, before pulling their mouths reluctantly apart.

Deuce rested his forehead against Nick and slowly rocked them, “I hate that you have to leave.”

“I know, baby.” Nick said, as they pulled away. “I’ll be back in a few weeks for the wedding.”

“Too long.” Deuce laughed.

“I agree.” Nick smiled “Even though I’d rather stay, at least I’m leaving knowing where we stand, yeah? Knowing you’re mine.”

“We’re each other’s.” D corrected, “And yeah. Sucks but…not quite as heart wrenching as last time.”

Nick nodded and Deuce reached out to run his fingers quickly through Nick’s hair. “One for the road.”

Nick laughed and leaned forward, “In that case.” He brushed their lips together one last time, “I love you.”

“I love you too, Nicky.” D gave Nick a sad little smile, “text me when you land and I’ll call you on my lunch break.”

“Ok,” Nick gave Deuce a wink and climbed into the back of the cab, “Talk to you soon.”

Deuce nodded as he shut the door behind Nick, giving him a little wave. Nick smiled at him and puckered his lips in a last kiss as the cab pulled away from the curb. He twisted in his seat to look out the back window and watch Deuce who had taken a step into the now empty street. He waved and D waved again, but Nick didn’t turn around until he could no longer see Deuce.

Nick sighed as he settled into the back seat. Damn he loved that man and he missed him desperately already. He even missed that damn little orange fur ball.