The Shoot - Part Thirteen by Gboy
DISCLAIMER - I don't know Nick Carter or any of the BSB's or any other celebrity mentioned in this story. If you are under 18 or are offended by the thought of two men engaged in sexual activities then please dont read. Well, after last time's madness, back to reality. Enjoy!
PART THIRTEEN
The sweetest sound floated to me. On the waves of the air, it came. Along with it, the smell of burning bacon. I instantly woke up. Nick was cooking again! He always got so ingrossed in his singing, everything around him vanished....... including the bacon. I hope I remember where I put the fire extinguisher.
After the last two months of constant attention and fuss I was so looking forward to my visit to the hospital today. Nick had been fantastic. He had taken time away from the boys to look after me. The other guys had visited and all decided now would be a good time to persue solo projects. So Nick had moved in. It felt so perfect. I had been doing a lot of thinking in my incasaration. This is what I wanted. Full time. Permanent. In sickness and in health........ if you get my drift!
The video had been finished. I had Jem put the final touches to it. The boy's managment had strongly disaproved of my choice of replacement - just because Jem was even younger than I was - she was the best person to finish the project. Apart from Nick, who I had told everything about myself, Jem knew me inside out. I had flown by helicopter to Paris for the last day of shooting. About a week after that we - The boys, management, Jem and me - had crammed into the small editing suite we had hired in Paris to view the video in it's entirety. I had to say it was probably better than I could have done on my own. The 'tear' shot had remained. That shot was still special to me..... It had shown that Nick and I had the same taste. The day after this the video was sent to MTV in the States and was premiered a few days later on TRL. Over the next few weeks the video became one of the most requested on the show. It not only made me feel proud, Jem and Nick were beaming for days. We had all overcome adversity and the fruits of our labours were now out there for everyone to see.
And now the time was here. Finally I would have this chest cast off. My ribs had healed well, the doctor had said on my last visit. I would be free! I thought as I pulled myself off of the bed Nick and I had been sharing for the past couple of months. No funny business of course. With the cast, basically EVERYTHING was impossible!
I walked slowly into the living room. Nick was in the middle of the room, egg wisk is one hand and a piece of toast in the other! He was wearing a mint green crop top and the tightest white boxers I'd ever seen, excentuating all the right places! He was swaying his hips from side to side whilst belting out Darren Hayes' 'Creepin' Up On You'.
'I been hanging round all the places you haunt Spying on your friends to find out what you want Drinking from the glass that you left on the bar Follow you around driving home in your car...
Do I have to breathe without you? Coz nobody could I need to be around you Watching you'
"I'm watching you," I said, horny as hell, causing Nick to jump and turn around, "And I like what I see!"
"You scared the hell out of me!" Nick chuckled as he looked at me. "Why are you up so early anyway?"
"Well apart from the singing at the top of someone's voice," He smiled sheepishly as he turned the stereo down "I could smell breakfast."
He suddenly realised; "Shit!," He moved his perky arse into the kitchen "The bacon!"
I moved into the kitchen in time to see four rashers of black bacon fly into the bin.
"Breakfast off then?" I smirked as I took the toast from Nick's hand. I bit into it.
"Do you want to stay in that cast longer?" Nick chuckled
"Don't even joke!" I propped myself on the kitchen counter "The sooner this is off, the sooner I can get my rocks off!"
"Awww poor baby," He said kissing my cheek, "You just can't wait to get your hands on these.." He turned and shook his perfect arse.
"Stop it you cruel bastard!" I whined "I want you more than anything!" He moved over to me again and placed his lips on mine, kissing me deeply he moved my hands to his arse. I squeezed the firm, plump cheeks. He moaned in my mouth. I was getting hard. I HAD to get this damn cast off!!!
I'd had the double size bath put in the year before. I loved spending hours in there. The water gushed from the taps, bubbling as it splashed into the tub. Nick stood behind me, nibbling on my ear.
"How does it feel?" His wispered in my ear.
"Lovely!" I replied
"I was talking about having the cast off."
"So was I." I turned to look at him "But the whole nibbling thing....." I paused "I like THAT too!" I kissed him, sucking longingly on his tounge. He moved his head back and looked at me. He started to unbutton my shirt. As he did, he began to sing. His sweet voice echoed in the tiled bathroom.
'Underneath your clothes, There's an endless story, There's the man I chose, (At this point he pecked me on the lips) There's my territory, And all the things I deserve For being such a good boy honey....'
His lips moved to my neck. He kissed and sucked tenderly.
"Shakira sings it better..." I moaned softly, I loved this attention. It had been way to long.
"Yeah," Nick agreed with my comment "But she aint as cute as me." He looked at me with his stunning eyes and smiled; "I felt so scared when I heard you'd been hurt."
This had been the first time he had mentioned the accident since I left hospital two weeks after my operation.
"I would have died if you had." A tear ran down his face.
"Stop...." I couldn't stand him being upset. His was too beautiful for that. He sat on the cold tiles looking up at me sitting on the side of the bath; "Nicky we have to forget this." I reached over and turned off the water.
"I'm trying," His red lips, more inviting now than ever "But everytime I close my eyes I see you lying in that hospital bed..... and it scared me, more than I've ever been."
"Look, its over now." I knelt down beside him, relishing the feeling of being able to move freely once more. "Now, I've waited two months to get my hands on you!"
I pushed him onto his back.
"Ooh, it's cold!"
"Stop being such a big girl!" I chastised him. As I finished taking off my shirt, I ripped Nick's open as well.
"Hey!" He cried "That shirt cost a hundred bucks!"
"I'll buy you a new one!" I kissed him forcefully. My natural urges were now in control, I was flying on autopilot.
I slid his trousers over his hips and pulled them off. He looked so hot in his boxers and white socks. I immediatly pulled the boxers down. Nick's cock bounced onto his stomach. I flicked my tounge over the head, Nick moaned softly as I took him in my mouth. Bobbing up and down, I felt the happiest I had been in ages. I could once again prove my love for the angel lying on my bathroom floor. Rolling him onto his stomach, I told Nick that I would be gentle.
"Just fuck me!" He growled. I realised it had been just as hard on him, excuse the pun!
I ripped my trousers off and, after disposing of my underwear, pulled Nick onto all fours. Doggy style had always been my favourite postion, ever since I had become sexually active. I have no idea why....... but it was fun! Spreding his legs, I pushed slowly into his waiting hole, pulled out, then back in. Thrusting faster, in time with Nick's breath. I kissed the back of his neck, then pulled his head round for a proper full on tounge sandwich.
"AAAAaaahhh!!" He moaned loudly. "Christ boy, you know your stuff!"
"I'm a bit rusty." I stated "We'll have to practice at least three times a day for the rest of our lives......OOOHHH!" Nick had clenched, his muscles gripping my cock. I slammed into his arse, my balls slapping on his well defined cheeks. I reached round to Nick's hand that gripped his cock. I jerked him off as I pumped into him. Thrust after thrust, sweat poured off of us. Forty minutes later I came all over Nick's chest as he brought himself to orgasm. As he climaxed I wrapped my mouth round his pulsating dick catching every drop of his cum. I licked my lips before kissing his hot, red face.
We got stiffly up off of the floor and plunged into the hot bath. I lit the candles that encircled the bath, then I savoured the feel of the water on my chest, encased for so long now refreshed once more.
"When are you and the boys back together?" I asked feeling safe in Nick's arms.
"Another couple of months" He ran his fingers through my hair; "Why?"
"Just wondering...... Nicky let's go somwhere." I turned on to my front in between his legs.
"Where?"
"I don't know. Anywhere away from here."
"OK." We kissed passionately.
We made love twice more that night. We finally fell asleep in each others arms just as the sun was rising.
I walked bleary eyed into the kitchen and looked at the clock. Jeez! It was half three! I turned the kettle on, spooned coffee into my huge mug. As the kettle clicked Nick crept up behind me and pinched my arse.
"Oi watch it!" I laughed.
"Are you happy?" He asked out of the blue.
"Of course, why shouldn't I be?"
"You just seem a bit preoccupied."
I picked up his hand. I kissed his fingers. He was SOOOOO sweet! I had been preoccupied and now I would tell him why.
"I want to ask you something."
"Uh huh." He nodded suspiciously
"It's nothing bad," I wrapped my arms around his waist "Well, depending on your reaction."
"What is it?" He placed his hands on mine.
My stomach flipped as I searched for the right words. Well, there were only a limited number of words to say what I wanted to.
"Nick will you marry me?"
Hope you like this one. I decided to leave the depression behind. But you never know when it may reappear!
If you haven't already, then you have to listen to Darren Hayes' album 'Spin'. It's fantastic!! (Ad break now over!)
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