Control

"CONTROL" (1/1)
by Kat B.
Copyright 2001
PAIRING: Nick/Kevin
WARNING: This story contains light bondage and spanking, don't read if that offends you
RATING: NC-17 or X or whatever
DISCLAIMER: Fantasy, people, not reality...Much to my dismay, their sexual preferences are a mystery to me. I just made the whole thing up in my dirty little mind...
CONTACT ME? Most definitely. bonenkaos@centurytel.net
DEDICATION: For Valerie, Happy Birthday

Nick shot a lust-filled look at Kevin who was sprawled out in a chair across from him, then faked a yawn. "Hey guys, I’m gonna go hit the sheets. Been a long day."

Nick’s yawn set off several others around the room, along with various nods and comments telling him to go ahead and that they were all about ready to call it a night too. They had the night off from the tour, and instead of hitting the town, they’d all decided on staying in and watching a couple movies together in AJ’s room. Since AJ’s sobriety, they’d made a habit of doing that once or twice a week while they were on the road, not only to give AJ something to do besides stare at the hotel room walls or write songs, but also as a group bonding thing. They all took their friendships a lot more seriously now days than they used to.

Nick hopped off the couch and headed for the door, stealing a glance in Kevin’s direction. When he caught Kevin’s electric green eyes on him, he smirked and licked his lips teasingly, before stepping out of the door and into the hotel hallway.

Kevin’s blood raced in his veins. Nick knew what it did to him when he licked his lips like that, and now he was having a hard time hiding the evidence of his reaction. After a minute of contemplating what that tongue was able to do to him, he couldn’t take it anymore and excused himself.

Out in the hallway, he leaned back against the door and closed his eyes taking deep breaths as he tried to get himself somewhat under control. He couldn’t walk into Nick’s room as horny as he was, because that would give the younger man the upper hand -- something they both fought for during sex ever since their secret affair had begun.

After several deep breaths, he got his heart rate down out of the danger zone and the bulge in his jeans lessened slightly. He opened his eyes and stared at Nick’s door. It was still too soon. If he walked in there now, Nick would know he’d gotten to him. So, Kevin waited another couple minutes before crossing the hall.

Nick watched through the peep hole as Kevin approached. Amusement flickered across his face at the knowledge that Kevin thought he was playing it cool, that waiting several minutes before coming to him meant he was in charge.

Nick had other plans. Kevin had pissed him off in yet another interview earlier that day and he planned on teaching him a lesson. He stepped away from the door, ready to start the game. He walked across the room, grabbed a drink from the mini bar and sat down, waiting for the inevitable knock. After another couple minutes, he heard it, barely, as Kevin knocked softly. Nick didn’t get up, instead, taking another pull off his beer. Kevin knocked again. Nick stood and headed to the door, not intending on opening it until Kevin knocked at least once more. He was almost there when Kevin knocked again, this time louder. Nick could sense the impatience in Kevin’s last knock, and laughed to himself.

Resting his hand on the doorknob, he asked, "Who is it?"

"You know who it is, Nick, open the damn door." Kevin growled from the other side.

Nick pulled the door open and came face to face with Kevin’s temper. "Hey there, what’s up?"

Kevin just cursed under his breath and shoved Nick back into the room, stepping inside himself and shutting the door behind him. "What the fuck was that all about, Nicky?"

"What?" Nick asked, lifting his beer to his mouth and feigning innocence.

Kevin grabbed the bottle from Nick and slammed it down on the little catch-all stand by the door. Turning back to Nick, he grabbed him by his shirt front and slammed him against the wall, pressing himself into him. With their faces inches apart, and their groins pressed against each other, Kevin said in a low voice, "You know what, Nicky. Don’t play games with me." Nicky was what he called him when he was the one in charge.

Nick fought back the moan threatening to escape his lips at Kevin’s forcefulness. He liked it when Kevin dominated him during sex, but he couldn’t admit that to the older man. Kevin had been in charge of him for almost half his life, and now that he was a man, his lover, he needed Kevin to respect him and his opinions, to realize that he couldn’t treat him like a kid anymore, before he could finally give himself over completely to him. With that in mind, and the memory of how Kevin had blown off his attempt to tell him how he felt about it earlier that day, he got control of himself again and gave Kevin a hard shove backwards.

Kevin was caught off guard and almost fell on his butt. Before he could react, Nick had him up against the wall, one hand on his crotch, massaging his erection, the other hand fisted in his long dark hair, his mouth on his neck, alternately sucking and biting and licking. Kevin let out a moan, not caring that with the sound came the admission that he’d just lost their nightly battle.

Nick paused and smiled against Kevin’s neck before continuing his assault on his lovers senses, determined not to give him time to pull himself together. Grabbing his hands, he pulled Kevin toward the bedroom, kissing his mouth hungrily as they went.

Kevin followed without hesitation. Nick rarely won their little game for dominance, so when he allowed him to, he gave himself over to it completely.

In the bedroom, Nick undid Kevin’s pants and pushed them down over his hips, gesturing for him to finish the job. While Kevin complied, Nick removed his own jeans and shirt, then yanked at Kevin’s shirt, pulling it over his head in one swift motion. Nick’s gaze traveled up and down Kevin’s well-muscled body, landing on his hard cock, standing at attention. He licked his lips at the sight, causing a moan to bubble up from Kevin’s throat. Nick smirked at the power he had over him at that moment, and stepped closer to his lover, pulling him into his arms for a long hard kiss as their bodies pressed against each other, chest to chest, erection to erection.

Kevin grabbed Nick’s ass, trying to pull him closer yet, but Nick pulled out of his grasp and said simply. "No."

Kevin tried to grab for him again, but Nick put his hands on Kevin’s rock hard chest and shoved him down onto the bed. Kevin scooted up the length of the bed as Nick climbed on, a predatory look on his face. When Kevin came in contact with the headboard, he knew he couldn’t go any further, that he was trapped. He looked at Nick, his stomach fluttering and his cock twitching. He’d never seen him like this. Nick was rarely in control, and when he was, he wasn’t overly assertive with his power. Kevin knew Nick preferred him in charge, but also knew there was something holding him back from giving himself completely over to it, to him…which was the cause of their little power struggles, both in and out of the bedroom.

Nick watched the look in Kevin’s eyes flicker between desire and uncertainty. Good. He wanted him off balance for what was going to come next, or it would never work. Kevin would never allow it if he was given the opportunity to think about it.

Nick grabbed Kevin’s hips and pulled him back down slightly, so that his head was laying on the pillows. Climbing on top of him, he laid down between Kevin’s legs, rubbing his erection against the older man’s, eliciting a moan from the both of them. He stared down into Kevin’s green eyes, now dark with need, and almost thought twice about what he was about to do…almost. He knew though, that nothing would change unless he did something about it once and for all.

Determination setting back in, he lowered his head to his, capturing Kevin’s mouth in a hard, deep kiss, their tongues tangling together. Nick reached out and underneath the pillow next to Kevin’s head, knowing it was now or never. He sucked on Kevin’s tongue, at the same time grinding his hips against his. With his free hand, he grabbed Kevin’s right wrist and raised it above his head just as the fingers of his other hand came in contact with the object he’d been searching for. Grabbing it, he pulled it from under the pillow and brought it up to Kevin’s wrist above his head, clamping it down before he could protest. He grabbed Kevin’s other wrist, yanking it above his head while he threaded the padded handcuffs through a rail on the headboard.

Kevin didn’t realize what was happening until it was almost too late. Jerking his uncuffed hand free, and turning his head to the side to escape Nick’s kiss, he gasped for breath and asked, "What the hell are you doing Nicky?"

"Don’t call me that." Nick snapped grabbing at Kevin’s free wrist. "I’m in charge. Don’t call me Nicky."

"What the hell are you doing, NICK?" Kevin repeated, emphasizing the word Nick. He was nervous as hell. Nick already had one hand handcuffed and trapped above his head and was working hard to get the other one there as well.

Nick grunted in frustration as Kevin fought him. His left hand continued to hold onto the open end of the handcuff that was hooked around the bed rail trapping Kevin’s one hand, while his other hand was clamped around Kevin’s wrist, trying to force it above his head. Nick had been working out more lately, and was stronger than he used to be, but Kevin was stronger yet and therefore winning the struggle.

Deciding to change tactics. Nick stopped pulling on Kevin’s wrist, although he kept his hold on it, along with his hold on the handcuffs above their heads. Looking down into Kevin’s eyes, he said, "I just want to try something different, baby, I thought you’d like it."

Kevin knew he was playing him, but his heart melted under Nick’s pouty statement none the less. "You really want me handcuffed, Nick? At your mercy? Unable to touch you?"

Nick’s eyes flared as he nodded. "Hell yes, Kev. It’s all I’ve been thinking about all day."

Kevin looked long and hard into Nick’s bright blue eyes. Lifting his head off the pillow, he touched his lips to the younger man’s before smiling. "OK."

Nick hesitated for a second, unable to quite believe Kevin had given in that easily. After a heartbeat, he regained his senses and pulled Kevin’s arm above his head to join the other one, afraid that at any moment Kevin would change his mind. He didn’t, and Nick clamped the handcuff around his wrist. Kevin was his now. His for the taking, his for the punishing. Nick’s cock jumped at the realization. Kevin groaned beneath him, having felt Nick’s reaction to having him completely under his control.

"Now what?" Kevin asked in a husky voice.

Nick looked at Kevin’s mouth. "This."

Their mouths locked again, licking, biting, and sucking at each other. Nick’s hands roamed Kevin’s body, touching every inch of him, paying particular attention to his lovers hot spots. He wanted him mindless with need before he continued with his plan.

Kevin squirmed underneath Nick, as he tortured him with caresses and kisses all over his body. He’d never experienced anything this erotic before, and he was afraid he was going to end up exploding long before Nick even got to his cock.

Sensing his impending release, Nick eased up a little, stilling his hands and bringing his mouth back to Kevin’s for another kiss. Once his lover’s body stopped trembling, he headed back down toward his erection. He blew on it, his lips inches away as Kevin looked down at him biting his lip. Nick moved his mouth to the side, kissing the inside of Kevin’s thigh, working his way up to the crease that connected his leg to his hips. He kissed the crease, his cheek brushing against Kevin’s engorged cock, eliciting a groan from the bound man. Nick smiled. Almost. He was almost ready.

"Nick, please." Kevin begged.

"Please what, Kevin?"

"Nicky…" Kevin growled, trying to reassert his power over him.

Nick brought his head up, his eyes hard chips of blue ice. "Have you forgotten who’s in charge here?"

Kevin stared at him for a long moment realizing that he’d taught him this game of dominance and submissiveness too well. Finally he relented, shaking his head. "No, Nick, please. I want to feel your mouth on my cock. I need it." He asked, all demands gone.

Nick’s lips curled up into a sexy smile. "Like this?"

He dipped his head, taking Kevin’s pulsing hard-on into his mouth and deep throating him all in one fluid movement.

Kevin yelled out Nick’s name, his hips shooting up off the bed, shoving himself even deeper into his mouth. Nick reacted swiftly by bringing his hands to Kevin’s hips and forcefully pushing them back down to the mattress as he continued to suck on his dick, moving his head up and down the shaft achingly slow.

"Oh shit, Nick, just like that."

Nick could feel Kevin’s body start to shake underneath him, and knew Kevin was close to his climax once again. It was time. Releasing Kevin’s cock, he sat up, smiling down into the older man’s shocked face.

"What the…" He didn’t get to finish his sentence as Nick’s voice interrupted.

"Turn over."

"Nick, I can’t. My hands."

Nick stared into his eyes, undaunted. "Yes you can. That’s why I cuffed them together right above your head instead of at either end of the bed."

Kevin stared up at him, realizing how much planning Nick had put into this. He knew with sudden clarity that every move Nick had made since he’d entered his hotel room had been choreographed to get him to this moment, this position. How could he deny him something that was obviously very important to him.

Without another word, he complied as best he could, and with some help from Nick, found himself on his stomach, his still aching erection pressed into the mattress, his arms crossed at the wrist above his head, his cheek laying on the inside of his bicep. He heard Nick groan behind him and shuddered at the sound, turned on even more if that was possible by how completely vulnerable he was at that moment. He felt Nick shift behind him, coming to kneel to his left on the bed. He sucked in a sharp breath as Nick’s hand caressed his ass tenderly.

Nick stared down at Kevin’s bare ass under his hand. It was so firm, so sexy. He loved that ass. Loved looking at it, loved kissing it, loved grabbing it when Kevin was shoving himself inside him, or when he was shoving himself in Kevin.

He knew he’d love what he was about to do to it next. Something he’d never done to Kevin before, but Kevin had done it to him, plenty of times. It was time for Kevin to get a taste of his own medicine, a wake up call of sorts. Nick’s gaze shifted to Kevin’s neck, and he reached up a hand to brush his long dark hair off of it, exposing one of his sweet spots. As he continued to kneed Kevin’s ass with one hand, his lips touched the sensitive flesh at his neck, smiling at Kevin’s moan of pleasure.

"Kevin?" He said against his skin.

"Yeah Nick?" He replied breathlessly.

Nick hesitated one last time, before hardening his resolve. "Remember this morning? At the interview?"

"Huh?" Kevin was lost in a swirl of sensations caused by Nick’s lips on his skin and his hand on his ass. He was having a hard time concentrating on what he was saying to him.

In between kisses across his shoulder blades, Nick continued, "The interview, Kevin. This morning, the one with the foreign magazine."

"What about it?" Kevin asked, wondering why the hell Nick was bringing up interviews right now.

"You cut me off." Nick said flatly.

"Huh?"

"You cut me off. Three separate times, I was in the middle of answering the woman’s questions, questions she asked ME, and you cut me off and answered for me."

Kevin missed the edge in Nick’s voice as his hands continued to touch and massage his butt and his mouth continued to plant kisses down his spine. "Oh. What about it?"

Nick squeezed Kevin’s ass almost painfully before going back to caressing and rubbing it. He kissed the spot at the base of Kevin’s spine, then answered, "You pissed me off."

Kevin caught the edge that time and lifted his head, trying to see Nick, but unable to turn that far in his present position. "What?"

Nick sighed and planted one last kiss on each of Kevin’s ass cheeks before straightening up. "I’m sick of it, Kev. I’m fed up with you answering my questions for me, like I’m not capable of doing it myself."

Kevin’s brows knit together. He still didn’t understand why Nick was bringing all this up now. This was the kind of thing that they should sit down and discuss, not talk about during foreplay. "Where’s this coming from Nick? Why are we talking about this now?"

In a stern voice, Nick answered, "Because Kevin, that’s what THIS is all about. It’s time you were punished for how you treat me."

"WHAT?!?!" Kevin started to struggle, trying to turn around, wanting to see his face, afraid of what he was going to do to him.

Nick’s face scrunched up in determination and he placed his hand at the small of Kevin’s back, pushing him back down and holding him there, rendering him helpless, even though Kevin continued to struggle in vain. "Settle down Kevin. There’s nothing you can do to stop this."

"Nicky, let me the fuck go NOW!"

Nick shook his head. "I don’t think so Kev, not until you understand that I’m not going to put up with it anymore."

Kevin’s stomach flip-flopped. Part of him was angry as hell at Nick, ready to pound him in the ground, if only he wasn’t completely helpless. Another part of him was completely turned on in anticipation of what was about to happen, and yet another part was a little scared wondering how far Nick was going to take this.

Realizing that ordering Nick around wasn’t going to work, he tried a different tactic. "Nick, let me go. Let’s talk about this. I didn’t know you felt this way about it. You never said anything."

Nick gasped. "Never said anything? I’ve said things plenty of times. You just didn’t want to listen. You blew me off every time."

Kevin thought about that, knowing Nick was right. He had blown him off. He hadn’t taken it seriously, just thought Nick was being typical Nick and sulking to get his way.

"Now you’re going to listen, Kev. You’re not going to blow me off this time." Nick said, sure of himself as he lifted his hand off Kevin’s ass.

Kevin didn’t like the sound of that, and when he suddenly felt a sharp pain on his ass from the palm of Nick’s hand, he KNEW he didn’t like the feel of that…or did he? He yelped as Nick’s hand cracked across his ass again, his hips coming up off the bed, only to be pushed back down with Nick’s other hand. He resolved to make Nick pay for this at the earliest possible opportunity, even as his body betrayed him, his erection throbbing between his abdomen and the mattress.

"Nick, stop, please." He pleaded, wincing at the whine in his own voice.

Nick paused, his hand on his ass and shook his head, then realized Kevin couldn’t see that. "Not until you apologize." He rubbed gently across the red marks on Kevin’s skin.

Kevin groaned at the change in sensations that brought, then what Nick said sank in. "Fuck you." He answered. They both knew Kevin never apologized, even when he knew he was wrong. It was one of his few flaws, and one he was going to pay for.

"Not until you say the words…and mean them." He continued to rub the reddened flesh on Kevin’s backside, knowing from experience how erotic that felt on his stinging skin.

"Nick, I can’t. You know that." Kevin said honestly.

Nick pulled back his hand, watching Kevin’s ass muscles clench in response, knowing what was coming next. He cracked his hand back down again, moaning at the sound of flesh hitting flesh. "You can, you just won’t. Your damn pride’s standing in the way."

Kevin moaned too, his cock leaking precum. Now he understood why Nick liked getting spanked so much. There was something highly erotic about the pain, then the pleasure as he once again rubbed the stinging flesh tenderly. He wasn’t sure how much more he could take though, he was so hard it was getting painful. Nick had brought him to the edge of an orgasm twice now, with no release, and it was starting to take it’s toll. The spanking was making it worse.

"Nick, damnit, I can’t take this. I need to cum, baby." He pleaded again.

Nick almost gave in, his own need for release becoming painful, but his need for Kevin’s respect outweighed it in the end. "All you have to do is say it Kev, say you’re sorry, and I’ll make you cum harder than you ever have before."

"Nick, that’s enough. Unlock me." Kevin was angry again. Nick was asking for something he didn’t think he could give. Didn’t think? When had it changed from couldn’t to didn’t think?

Nick’s answer was another smack, then another tender caress over the now heated skin on Kevin’s ass.

Kevin groaned, his cock feeling like it was going to explode. He started to grind his hips against the mattress underneath him, desperate for anything to help him get his release, but Nick wasn’t allowing it. His hand at the base of Kevin’s back pressed harder, forcing Kevin’s hips to still.

"Say it."

"No."

Smack.

Kevin’s eyes started to water. He was on the verge of all out crying he was so hard, in so much pain, and feeling so much pleasure all at once. He never imagined getting spanked could feel so good and so bad at the same time. He was almost at his limit though, and knew if Nick didn’t give in soon, he would.

Another smack.

"Fuck!" Kevin cried out.

"As soon as you say it, Kev, I promise." Nick said seductively, running his fingers over the flaming hot flesh teasingly.

"Nick, please."

"Say it." Nick’s voice took on a hard, impatient edge.

"I…I won’t." ‘Shit,’ he thought. Now it had gone from couldn’t, to don’t think, to won’t. What was next?

Smack.

"I’m sorry!" He screamed out.

The room was suddenly engulfed in silence, both of them as still as statues. It was as if time stopped. Neither one of them moved, neither breathed. Nick’s head reeled. He’d succeeded. He’d thought this plan up, had acted on it, expected it to work, and now that it had, he didn’t know how to react. He hadn’t thought that part out.

Kevin broke the silence first, releasing his breath in a gush of air, tears running freely down his face now. Not from pain though, from the realization that he must have hurt Nick’s feeling badly for Nick to go to this length to get him to understand. And he did understand. Now he had to fix it.

"I’m so sorry Nicky. I didn’t know. I know that’s not an excuse, because you did try to tell me. I just didn’t want to know I guess. Part of me still expects you to be that little brat that used to stick itching powder in my cloths, and blow milk out his nose when something struck you funny while you’d eat your fruit loops. I like taking care of you Nicky. I like it when you lean on me, when you want my advice, my help. I didn’t want to loose that."

Nick’s heart leapt into his throat. Quickly, he flipped him over and stared down into his watery green eyes. Nick’s own eyes started to water. Pushing Kevin’s raven hair out of his face, he said, "Kevin, God, don’t you know by now that I’ll always come to you for help, always lean on you? You’re everything to me. Me being an adult isn’t going to change that."

Kevin’s heart swelled with emotion. "I love you Nicky."

A soft smile touched Nick’s lips as he wiped the tears off Kevin’s cheeks. He leaned down and touched his lips to the still bound man. "I love you too Kev."

When Nick pulled back, Kevin asked, "Nick?"

"Yeah?"

"Fuck me." His eyes darkened with need as he said it.

Nick’s smile was pure sex. "Anything you say, Kev."

He grabbed the lube off the night stand and started to climb between Kevin’s legs, but Kevin stopped him. "No, baby, not like that."

Nick read the meaning in his lovers eyes and his throbbing cock jumped with anticipation. Helping Kevin flip back over again, he quickly lubed himself then pulled the older man’s hips up in the air while Kevin struggled into a kneeling position, his hands clamped onto the headboard for support.

He stared down at Kevin’s bare ass sticking out at him, and sucked in a breath at the red marks still visible on his normally pale skin. Unable to resist, he leaned down and kissed each mark, sticking his tongue out periodically to lick the sensitized skin.

Kevin moaned underneath him, unable to take the torture much longer. He knew Nick was trying to make it up to him, but right now, he just wanted him to spank him again, then fuck his brains out.

His voice was strained when he spoke. "Baby, enough. I need your hand on my ass again, and you inside me now."

Nick growled in response, parting Kevin’s ass cheeks, and exposing his pucker. With one last swipe of his tongue, he licked it, then straightened up as Kevin gasped. Positioning his dick at his opening, he pulled one hand back preparing for one last smack. He paused, entranced by the sight before him. Never in his wildest imagination had he thought he’d have Kevin cuffed to a bed, on his hands and knees, preparing himself to be spanked and fucked all at the same time.

"NICK!" Kevin’s voice boomed.

Nick brought his hand down on Kevin’s butt, groaning at the sound of flesh hitting flesh as he sank into him hilt deep in one fluid movement.

He let out his breath on a hiss. "Fuck, baby, you’re so tight, so hot."

He threw his head back, grabbing Kevin’s hips, his fingers digging in as he started to move in and out of Kevin forcefully. They both grunted and groaned, the bed shaking with each thrust.

"God, Nicky, I’m…not gonna last…much longer." Kevin warned him, gasping each time Nick’s cock hit his prostate.

"Let go, Kev, cum for me." Nick answered, his eyes squeezed shut as he thrust in and out.

He opened his eyes, reached around with one hand, and began to jack Kevin, wanting him to come first. Kevin’s body tensed and with one last moan, he let go, cumming all over the bed and Nick’s hand. Nick slammed into him hard and fast as his ass muscles spasmed around his cock. With Kevin’s name on his lips, he let himself go and came deep in his ass, his lover’s muscles milking his cock of everything it had to give.

Kevin collapsed first, finding himself laying in his own cum, but not caring one bit. He rested his head on his bicep as Nick collapsed on top of him, still in his ass. After several moments, Kevin recovered enough to chuckle as a thought passed through his head. Behind him, he heard a muffled, "What," from Nick, who’s face was buried in his neck.

"Nothing, just, damn baby, you definitely kept your promise."

Nick lifted himself off Kevin, reaching to the night stand to grab the key to the handcuffs. Unlocking Kevin’s wrists, he waited until Kevin rubbed them and turned over, pulling him into his arms. Nick snuggled against Kevin’s chest and only then asked. "What promise?"

"You told me you’d make me cum harder than I’ve ever come before."

Nick tilted his head up, resting his chin on Kevin’s chest. A sly smile played over his pouty lips. "And did you?"

"Hell yes." Kevin all but growled, his green eyes flashing.

They stared at each other for a long moment, then Nick swallowed nervously, recognizing the look in Kevin’s eyes. "Uh, Kev?"

"Yeah Nicky?"

"I’m gonna pay for tonight, aren’t I." It was more of a statement than a question.

Kevin’s lips curled into a wicked grin full of promise. "Oh yeah, baby, you’re gonna pay."

Nick’s cock jumped in anticipation.

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