Surprises From Vegas Ch 10 (Kevin/Nick, Lance/Justin)
Surprises From Vegas Chapter 10
Sequel to Vegas Follows You Home
Author: David/blueboxers
Pairing: Kevin/Nick, Lance/Justin
Beta'd by: None, all mistakes are my own.
What Happens In Vegas... Well Not Always
Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7
Vegas Follows You Home Chapter
Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8
Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11
Chapter 10
Nick sat there, torn between munching on the huge tub of popcorn that sat between Kevin's legs or holding Kevin's hand. He really wanted the buttery popcorn, for some reason. He really didn't want to let go of Kevin's hand. If only he could get both of their hands into the tub and somehow scoop up some popcorn. His thoughts drifted to Kevin's hands covered in butter and didn't feel like eating anymore. He looked down at Kevin's lap, not at the tub of popcorn, and suddenly blushed.
Nick really wished he hadn't watched that sexual-comedy with Justin and Lance. He looked down at the tub in Kevin's lap an thought about that one scene in the movie theater... But he knew the popcorn was too hot to actually put someone's dick through a hole at the bottom, but...
Then Nick blushed, slipped free from Kevin's hand and slowly slid his hand down the armrest between them...
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"Are you sure Nick will be alright?" Justin asked as they laid in bed after another round of wild sweaty sex. At least this time they were laying naked in bed instead of on the kitchen floor.
Lance looks skeptically at Justin's concern. This wasn't the kind of response he'd expect from his hormonally out of control boyfriend.
"Maybe we should give Kev... I mean, Nick a call?" Justin quickly corrected himself.
Lance stared down as Justin avoided his knowing gaze. Justin could be so transparent at times. Being naked helped, Justin could say things to sound concerned when the rest of his body said something else.
"You know what we should do?" Justin acted like the idea just came to him.
"No, but I bet you have an idea." Lance said, even though he knew were Justin's mind was.
"Well, we could go over for a visit. You know... Just to check out... I mean, check up on what Nick is doing with Kevin. Or, how Nick is doing," Justin stumbled on his own words.
"I'd rather stay in and take care of this," Lance teased as he reached down and grabbed onto Justin's erection. He smirked when Justin's blue eyes closed and started to stroke Justin slowly.
As Lance heard Justin moan from his touch, he wondered why he didn't feel jealous about Justin's obsession with Nick's porn star husband. Maybe he just knew Justin well enough to know Justin would never be unfaithful. Or that Justin was just thinking with his dick for the moment and eventually he'll think with the head on his shoulders. Of course, he could be giving Justin too much credit, but he wasn't. He was the only one Justin really let in and see him as he really is.
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"I'm sorry," Nick whispered and leaned closer to Kevin. Kevin wrapped his arm around Nick as they left the movie theater, early.
"It's ok. A little buttered popcorn hasn't hurt anyone," Kevin smiled as they walked down the sidewalk.
"But I got oily butter all over your jeans," Nick leaned his head on Kevin's shoulder. He didn't know why he felt so guilty. It was only butter and popcorn for crying out loud.
"You were scared and that's suppose to happen when you're watching a scary movie." Kevin felt like cuddling and babying Nick all night long. Next time they watch a horror movie, they were going to watch it at home, so that they didn't have an armrest between them and he could hold Nick. Though, they may want to skip the popcorn next time.
"I'll make it up to you. I promise." Nick whispered.
"And how will you do that?" Kevin teased Nick. He figured Nick needed a distraction... and some fun. Even with Nick's face buried in his shoulder, he knew Nick was blushing. "Well, I have a suggestion, if you're interested."
Nick looked up at him with a smile. "What?"
"I think the butter is soaking through my jeans and it's getting all over me. Would you like to wash it off for me?" Kevin tried to seduce him.
When Nick looked confused, Kevin added, "And I'm not talking about my jeans."
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Nick felt so small and childlike sitting on their bed in a T-shirt and boxers. He didn't know why he couldn't stop feeling embarrassed about the buttery popcorn in the movie theater. Kevin wasn't mad at him and repeatedly told him so. The young blond just couldn't stop mulling over it.
Kevin came out of the bathroom, fresh from a hot shower and wrapped in only a white bath towel. He looked at his husband and smiled. He wanted to do something to get Nick out of this funk. Everything seemed to get to Nick in the last few days. Kevin first thought this could just be how Nick was, since he didn't know everything about the blond, yet. Kevin should though thoughts and knew one way that always seemed to get his young husband out of stormy thoughts.
Kevin slowly sat next to Nick on the bed. He leaned over and cupped the back of Nick's head to tilt it and expose the pale smooth flesh of Nick's neck. He leaned down to lick and suck on just under Nick's ear. The dark haired man smiled against the blond's neck as Nick moaned in response.
Kevin slowly pulled back and tried to sooth his young lover, "Forget about it. You have other things to concentrate on."
Kevin kissed Nick and slid his free hand up the blond's shirt and rubbed one of the nipples hidden under there. He swallowed Nick's gasps of pleasure.
Releasing Nick's head and mouth, Kevin wasted little time and worked Nick's shirt up and off to attack those wonderful little nipples. He trailed kissed and sucked out little hickeys on his way down to Nick's boxers, while losing his own towel along the way.
Kevin pushed Nick back to lay on the bed so he could slip off Nick's boxers. He's green eyes took in the sight of his young lover naked body. He watched as Nick slightly shook with anticipation. Well, it was only a second before he dove down and gave Nick's achingly hard dick a long wet lick from balls to tip.
Nick barely gasped before Kevin swallowed him whole. "Oh... my... g-"
Kevin smirked around Nick's dick as Nick moaned in pleasure and need. He worked his way up and down and drove Nick crazy with pleasure. Kevin did this hundreds of times to countless men, but doing this to Nick was so much better than anyone else Kevin's has pleasured. Ok, so it probably has to do with a little thing called love, but Kevin had to focus on Nick's pleasure. He was a bit surprised when it didn't take long for Nick to shoot into his mouth.
Nick laid bonelessly in his post-orgasmic bliss, as Kevin crawled up his body and wrapped those strong arms around him. He slowly drifted off to sleep.
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"Hi, welcome to the Coffee Addict. One sip will lead you to another. I'm Nick and how can I help you today?" Nick said as cheerfully as possible. He looked all spiffy in his maroon dress shirt, black slacks and horribly green apron and baseball cap. He held the smile as hard as he could, he couldn't understand why his feet hurt so much. It was like his shoes were a size or two too small.
"Yes, you could sign these divorce papers." Howie stated and dropped a large folder on the counter, with what could be a smile, but wasn't.
"Excuse me?" Nick was shocked into silence.
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Sequel to Vegas Follows You Home
Author: David/blueboxers
Pairing: Kevin/Nick, Lance/Justin
Beta'd by: None, all mistakes are my own.
What Happens In Vegas... Well Not Always
Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7
Vegas Follows You Home Chapter
Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8
Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11
Chapter 10
Nick sat there, torn between munching on the huge tub of popcorn that sat between Kevin's legs or holding Kevin's hand. He really wanted the buttery popcorn, for some reason. He really didn't want to let go of Kevin's hand. If only he could get both of their hands into the tub and somehow scoop up some popcorn. His thoughts drifted to Kevin's hands covered in butter and didn't feel like eating anymore. He looked down at Kevin's lap, not at the tub of popcorn, and suddenly blushed.
Nick really wished he hadn't watched that sexual-comedy with Justin and Lance. He looked down at the tub in Kevin's lap an thought about that one scene in the movie theater... But he knew the popcorn was too hot to actually put someone's dick through a hole at the bottom, but...
Then Nick blushed, slipped free from Kevin's hand and slowly slid his hand down the armrest between them...
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"Are you sure Nick will be alright?" Justin asked as they laid in bed after another round of wild sweaty sex. At least this time they were laying naked in bed instead of on the kitchen floor.
Lance looks skeptically at Justin's concern. This wasn't the kind of response he'd expect from his hormonally out of control boyfriend.
"Maybe we should give Kev... I mean, Nick a call?" Justin quickly corrected himself.
Lance stared down as Justin avoided his knowing gaze. Justin could be so transparent at times. Being naked helped, Justin could say things to sound concerned when the rest of his body said something else.
"You know what we should do?" Justin acted like the idea just came to him.
"No, but I bet you have an idea." Lance said, even though he knew were Justin's mind was.
"Well, we could go over for a visit. You know... Just to check out... I mean, check up on what Nick is doing with Kevin. Or, how Nick is doing," Justin stumbled on his own words.
"I'd rather stay in and take care of this," Lance teased as he reached down and grabbed onto Justin's erection. He smirked when Justin's blue eyes closed and started to stroke Justin slowly.
As Lance heard Justin moan from his touch, he wondered why he didn't feel jealous about Justin's obsession with Nick's porn star husband. Maybe he just knew Justin well enough to know Justin would never be unfaithful. Or that Justin was just thinking with his dick for the moment and eventually he'll think with the head on his shoulders. Of course, he could be giving Justin too much credit, but he wasn't. He was the only one Justin really let in and see him as he really is.
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"I'm sorry," Nick whispered and leaned closer to Kevin. Kevin wrapped his arm around Nick as they left the movie theater, early.
"It's ok. A little buttered popcorn hasn't hurt anyone," Kevin smiled as they walked down the sidewalk.
"But I got oily butter all over your jeans," Nick leaned his head on Kevin's shoulder. He didn't know why he felt so guilty. It was only butter and popcorn for crying out loud.
"You were scared and that's suppose to happen when you're watching a scary movie." Kevin felt like cuddling and babying Nick all night long. Next time they watch a horror movie, they were going to watch it at home, so that they didn't have an armrest between them and he could hold Nick. Though, they may want to skip the popcorn next time.
"I'll make it up to you. I promise." Nick whispered.
"And how will you do that?" Kevin teased Nick. He figured Nick needed a distraction... and some fun. Even with Nick's face buried in his shoulder, he knew Nick was blushing. "Well, I have a suggestion, if you're interested."
Nick looked up at him with a smile. "What?"
"I think the butter is soaking through my jeans and it's getting all over me. Would you like to wash it off for me?" Kevin tried to seduce him.
When Nick looked confused, Kevin added, "And I'm not talking about my jeans."
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Nick felt so small and childlike sitting on their bed in a T-shirt and boxers. He didn't know why he couldn't stop feeling embarrassed about the buttery popcorn in the movie theater. Kevin wasn't mad at him and repeatedly told him so. The young blond just couldn't stop mulling over it.
Kevin came out of the bathroom, fresh from a hot shower and wrapped in only a white bath towel. He looked at his husband and smiled. He wanted to do something to get Nick out of this funk. Everything seemed to get to Nick in the last few days. Kevin first thought this could just be how Nick was, since he didn't know everything about the blond, yet. Kevin should though thoughts and knew one way that always seemed to get his young husband out of stormy thoughts.
Kevin slowly sat next to Nick on the bed. He leaned over and cupped the back of Nick's head to tilt it and expose the pale smooth flesh of Nick's neck. He leaned down to lick and suck on just under Nick's ear. The dark haired man smiled against the blond's neck as Nick moaned in response.
Kevin slowly pulled back and tried to sooth his young lover, "Forget about it. You have other things to concentrate on."
Kevin kissed Nick and slid his free hand up the blond's shirt and rubbed one of the nipples hidden under there. He swallowed Nick's gasps of pleasure.
Releasing Nick's head and mouth, Kevin wasted little time and worked Nick's shirt up and off to attack those wonderful little nipples. He trailed kissed and sucked out little hickeys on his way down to Nick's boxers, while losing his own towel along the way.
Kevin pushed Nick back to lay on the bed so he could slip off Nick's boxers. He's green eyes took in the sight of his young lover naked body. He watched as Nick slightly shook with anticipation. Well, it was only a second before he dove down and gave Nick's achingly hard dick a long wet lick from balls to tip.
Nick barely gasped before Kevin swallowed him whole. "Oh... my... g-"
Kevin smirked around Nick's dick as Nick moaned in pleasure and need. He worked his way up and down and drove Nick crazy with pleasure. Kevin did this hundreds of times to countless men, but doing this to Nick was so much better than anyone else Kevin's has pleasured. Ok, so it probably has to do with a little thing called love, but Kevin had to focus on Nick's pleasure. He was a bit surprised when it didn't take long for Nick to shoot into his mouth.
Nick laid bonelessly in his post-orgasmic bliss, as Kevin crawled up his body and wrapped those strong arms around him. He slowly drifted off to sleep.
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"Hi, welcome to the Coffee Addict. One sip will lead you to another. I'm Nick and how can I help you today?" Nick said as cheerfully as possible. He looked all spiffy in his maroon dress shirt, black slacks and horribly green apron and baseball cap. He held the smile as hard as he could, he couldn't understand why his feet hurt so much. It was like his shoes were a size or two too small.
"Yes, you could sign these divorce papers." Howie stated and dropped a large folder on the counter, with what could be a smile, but wasn't.
"Excuse me?" Nick was shocked into silence.
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