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A Week in Watson	By : IrenaAdler Category: M through R > NUMB3RS Views: 2710 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Don woke up in a tangle of arms and blankets.� He looked down at the arm thrown across his
chest.� Dark skin.� His eyes followed the arm up to a shoulder, a
back, and a sleeping face.� David
Sinclair.

He jerked his head around and indeed, sleeping on the other
side of him and snoring softly was Colby Granger.

Oh God, no �Did I �
really?� On cue, pains and aches in
his body let him know that yes, he had.�
His ass felt sore, his shoulders stiff, and his lower lip was
throbbing.� He slid his left hand out
from underneath David and there was the gauze, wrapped around the abrasions
left by too much time in handcuffs.

Handcuffs.� He let
them put him in handcuffs.� I practically begged them to tie me up.� He had felt starved, desperate for
attention.� I should have just hired a hooker.

Last night�s events played through his mind like a
full-immersion porn flick.� A few moments
of his memory were fuzzy and fragmented, but most of it was painfully
clear.� He remembered with his eyes, his
mouth, his whole body.� He didn�t even
have being drunk as an excuse.

Don sighed.� He had
really screwed up this time.� As soon as
he got to LA, he was going to have to put in for a transfer.� It would break his Dad�s heart and probably
Charlie�s too.� He�d have to make sure
that the LA office still occasionally asked Charlie for help.� Maybe Fugitive Recovery would take him
back.� He�d been good at it, him and
Coop.� Those had been dark days in some
ways, but he couldn�t work in the same office as someone he had done � that with.

He�d even forgot why he was�

He jerked his head up and looked frantically for the
clock.�� Just past six.� He dropped
his head back to the pillow.� He had laid
here for who knows how many minutes, before even thinking to check the clock �
usually his first instinct.� The bank
could have been open and McCarty could have been killing people while he lay
here, thinking about having sex with his co-workers.�

A transfer.� Immediately.� He�d call in today and lay the
groundwork.� An imagined emergency in Albuquerque.� He still had enough pull there to get himself
�requested� back.� Just a few more days �
they�d catch McCarty and then he�d get himself out the Hell out of California.�

That decided, he felt lighter, freer.� He still had a few hours until the bank
opened. And he was in bed with two naked soon-to-be-ex-coworkers �

Don turned on his right side and stared at the sleeping
Colby.� He had thrown most of the
blankets off and his sculptured body was on full display.� Since
the damage is already done ��

Don reached out and traced a line down Colby�s chest.� He ran one finger along the line of his pecs
then over to the corded muscles of his arms.�
Colby�s eyes flickered open.� Don
continued to run his finger lightly over the smooth skin.� He�d wanted to wake Colby up slowly, but had
no illusions that he�d be able to do so � not a veteran of Afghanistan and who knows what
other horrors.

�Morning, Granger,� Don whispered, conscious of David still
sleeping on the other side of the bed.

�Morning,� Colby whispered back.� His eyes held a question, probably wondering
how pissed Don was this morning, but Don ignored it.

His fingers continued to explore Colby�s firm body.� He hadn�t gotten much opportunity to do that
last night.� He�d been the follower, letting
them do what they wanted to him.� Not his
usual role.

Don leaned over and slowly kissed Colby, leisurely exploring
the other man�s lips and mouth.� Colby
pulled back and looked at Don�s lower lip, where Don had bitten it deep last
night.� Don ran his tongue over the spot
and felt a small scab.� He�d just have to
be careful not to break it open.� He
moved towards Colby and began kissing him again.� This time, Colby kissed him back, with
surprising tenderness.� The soft touch of
Colby�s mouth was intoxicating in an entirely new way from the fierce, hard
kisses of last night.�

He moved away from the mouth and covered Colby�s face with
kisses, lingering on his eyelids.� He ran
his tongue along the curve of his ear then nibbled lightly at his earlobe.� He nudged Colby�s head aside and kissed the
sensitive spot right behind the ear.�
Kissing his way down the muscular neck, he felt Colby�s pulse under his
lips.� That pulse was entirely too
steady.� He was going to have to do
something about that.

Lightly, he ran his fingernails down Colby�s chest.� Colby shivered slightly and Don smiled.� His fingernails scraped slowly across Colby�s
hard stomach, while he ran his tongue through the curly dark-blond hair
sprinkled across his chest.� He traced a
line to the left nipple and circled it.�
Shifting himself to get a better angle, he took that nipple into his
mouth and played with it, sucking and pulling.�
He was instantly rewarded with Colby�s quickening breath.� Who knew that men�s nipples were just as
sensitive as women�s?� He felt Colby�s
strong fingers running through his hair and stroking his neck.

His mouth busy, he let his fingers drift slowly downward.� They picked up the trail of thickening hair
and followed it, until one finger grazed the head of his cock.� Don lifted his head to see how Colby was
doing. Colby was watching him through slitted eyes, his green eyes glittering
through his lashes.� His nose was
slightly flared and his lips moist, like he�d been licking them.�

Don smiled and set to work on Colby�s other nipple.� His fingers explored the shape of Colby�s
cock, enjoying how it was hardening under his touch.� Colby�s hand disappeared from Don�s hair and
grabbed a handful of blanket.

Don�s mouth left Colby�s nipple and followed the trail that
his fingers had blazed down his stomach.�
He took a detour to tease the belly button with the tip of his tongue,
then returned to the inviting path of hair that ran down the torso.�

He reached the thick head of Colby�s cock and licked it
lightly.� Then he pulled back for a
second to just look.�

David�s cock had been a lot darker, obviously, but also
longer. Colby�s was thick and muscular, like the man.� That cock looked like it could bench-press
300 pounds.� He ran one finger down the
cock and felt it jump under his fingers.�
A drop of liquid appeared on the head.�
He better get moving.

As he positioned himself better, he saw that David was awake
and watching him.� He was rubbing his own
cock lightly, but he made no move to come closer.

Don turned back to Colby�s impatiently waiting cock.� He ran his tongue up the exposed side of the
cock, lingering over the ridge that was so sensitive on him.� A slight sound from Colby told him that the
sensitivity was mutual.� His mouth
covered the cock�s head and he tasted the salty tang of pre-cum.� He sucked the head, just the head, in slowly
and back out, his lips caressing the underside of the cock with each stroke.� Colby�s hand was suddenly back in Don�s hair,
and it was shaking.

He wanted to suck Colby longer, but knew by the hardness of
the cock that he was far too close.� And
there was something else Don wanted.� He
lifted up his head and looked at Colby.�
His fair skin was flushed, his nipples hard knots on his rapidly breathing
chest.

Don licked his lips and experimentally clenched his
ass.� It was still sore, yes, but not as
bad as he expected.� Would it hurt as
much the second time?� Or would it be
easier?� He hoped so, because he wanted
to know what Colby would feel like inside him.�

He rolled off Colby and slid out of the bed.� Quickly he located an unused condom and the
bottle of lubricant.� He ripped open the
condom wrapper and, somewhat clumsily, slid the condom over Colby�s thick
cock.� He then poured some lube on his
finger, and cautiously inserted it into his own asshole.� It was tender, but not too unpleasant.� He stretched himself hastily, wanting someone
else inside there.�

Returning to the bed, Don straddled Colby�s hips.� He frowned as he tried to work out the
geometry of the maneuver.�

Then with a growl, Colby was sitting up, his hands on Don�s
shoulders.� He gripped and twisted and
before Don could blink, he was flat on his back on the bed, Colby kneeling
above him.� Colby lifted Don�s legs and
slung them over each shoulder, then he grabbed Don�s ass and pulled it
close.� Don felt the press of Colby�s
cock on his asshole and slowly, so slowly, Colby sunk into him.�

Colby stayed still for a moment and Don impatiently wiggled
his ass.� It felt good, but he wanted
much more.

Colby grinned and began to move, slowly at first then with
greater speed.� He leaned forward until
Don was bent practically in half, and Colby�s face was just inches from his
own.� Colby�s face was suffused with red,
his eyes shining, his tongue between his lips.

He thrust deep into Don, almost pulling out, then deep
again.� Don felt a warm glow from his ass
and the tightening of his own cock, though it hadn�t been touched once.� That sweet unknown sensation hovered on the
edge of his awareness and he gripped Colby�s shoulders and held on.

Don watched the orgasm rise in Colby�s face, his eyes fluttering
shut and his mouth dropping open.� Colby
thrust harder and harder, with less and less control.�

�Don, god, Don,�
he moaned and exploded deep inside him.�
His whole body shuddered and he thrust wildly, shaking the bed and
bouncing against Don�s legs.�� Don held
on to Colby�s shoulders until he slowed and finally stopped.

Colby�s eyes peeled open and he smiled down at Don.� He pulled out slowly, and Don was pleased to
find it didn�t hurt as much as it had the night before.� It helped that Colby�s cock was already
softening and shrinking.

Colby moved off of him and let Don�s legs fall back to the
bed.� He lay next to Don and ran his
fingers along Don�s cheek.� �What a great
alarm clock,� he murmured.� He ran one
finger lightly along Don�s sore lip.�
�How do you feel this morning?�

Don grinned. �I would think you�d be a better judge of that
than me.�

Colby grinned back. �Then you feel damn wonderful.�

�Good to hear.�

Colby turned aside and looked at the clock.� �The bank opens at 8, right?�

Don shook his head.� �8:30.� Small town hours.�

�Great, then I still have time for a run.�

�A run?�� Don asked.
�Haven�t you had enough exercise this morning?�

�Naw, and I run every morning, if I can.�

�Helps keep your girlish figure.�

�You betcha.�� Colby
leaned over and gave him a soft, lingering kiss then rolled out of bed.�� Don watched as Colby transformed himself
from a sex-flushed naked man to a gortex-clad winter runner.� Don yanked the blankets back over himself
just in time for Colby to open the door and let in blast of cold air and
swirling snow.� Colby shut it again
quickly, but Don had already gotten a little chilled.� He huddled down into the blankets, then felt
a warm body slide next to him.

He had almost forgotten about David, and certainly forgotten
that he had been awake, watching him with Colby.

David wrapped his arms around him, warming him.� He moved closer, until his mouth was right
next to Don�s ear.

�Really,� David asked, �How are you feeling this morning?�

Don grimaced, his warm afterglow from Colby vanishing.� �I�m feeling like a sex-crazed, brainless
idiot, who can�t keep his fly zipped to save his job.� I�m putting in for a transfer as soon as we
get back to LA.�

David�s breath caught sharply.� �Don, I��

Don snapped his head around to glare at him. �Shut up, just
shut up, okay?�

�� okay.�

�We�re not back in LA yet and I�ve already screwed myself
royally, so the last thing I want to do right now is talk.�

�But, you don�t��

Don rolled on top of him, bracing his hands against David�s
shoulders.� He gave David a wry grin.� �I seem to remember someone telling me last
night to just �shut the fuck up already�.�

David�s lips twitched as he almost smiled.� �Well, you are quite the talker.�

�Ain�t talking now,� Don said and swooped down to cover
David�s mouth with his own.

David hesitated then responded in kind, pulling Don
closer.� Don rubbed his cheek against
David�s goatee, enjoying the strangeness of it.�
David�s hands ran up and down his back.�
Don kissed him deeper, pressing David back against the mattress, just
like he had the night before.�� David�s
kissing was like his job personality � strong, focused, and very effective
�� Don could feel his own body heating
back up.

Don kissed down David�s neck to his chest.� His
exposed chest �� A wicked idea came
into his head.�� If I�m going to hell tomorrow, I�m going to enjoy myself today.�� He looked up, a crafty grin on his face

�What?�� David said warily.�

Don sat up and wagged his finger at David.� �Never go into battle without your protection.�

�You mean a condom?�
They�re over��

�Nope,� Don said and slid off the bed.� He stumbled a little, his legs stiff, but he
quickly righted himself and walked with - he hoped - casual dignity over to
David�s pile of gear.� He grabbed David�s
bullet-proof vest, black with the yellow FBI on the front and back, and tossed
it onto the bed.

David stared at him.

�Put it on,� Don said and quickly walked into his room and
grabbed his own vest.� He slipped it over
his head and was closing the straps as he walked back into the suite.� David was fastening his vest on and Don
licked his lips. Damn, he looked sexy in nothing but the vest.� He finished his own vest straps and climbed
onto the bed.

�Agent Sinclair,� Don said, crawling towards David. �Do you
now have proper protection?�

�Yes, Agent Eppes,� David grinned.� �Ready for whatever the bad guys throw at
me.�

�Oh really,� Don said, �What about the good guys?� Are you ready for them?�� He leaned down and whispered in David�s
ear.� �Because I�m going to fuck you.�

Hearing himself say that out loud sent a jolt of arousal
through Don.� Oh dear god, I�m going to fuck this man.� I�m going to fuck David Sinclair.� Deliberately.

He looked at David�s surprised face and saw that David was
just as startled and aroused as he was.

Trying to sound casual and confident, Don said, �Roll over.�

Don was relieved when David rolled over without
arguing.� Don felt apprehensive enough as
it was � he didn�t want a debate.

David lay on his stomach and propped his chin in his
hands.� Don looked � just looked � for a
moment at the dark smooth length of him.�
His ass was nicely shaped, his legs lean but muscular.� He reached out and laid his left palm on the
small of David�s back, just below his vest.�
With his right hand, he ran a light touch along David�s thighs.� He pushed them open a little ways to see David�s
balls pressed against the mattress and above that, his waiting asshole.�� Don touched it with one finger and swallowed
nervously.

He�d tried anal sex once with a woman, but it hadn�t done
much for him.� Maybe because it hadn�t
done a great deal for her.� He�d always
been most turned on by partners who were turned on themselves.� And if his own reactions were any indication,
this was going to do a hell of a lot for David.

He began rubbing the asshole with his thumb, pressing
firmly.� Looking around, he spotted the
lubricant bottle on the side table.�

�Toss me the lube and a condom?� he asked David.

David reached over and grabbed the required items, then
passed them back to Don.� Don rubbed the
bottle between his hands, warming it.� He
squirted a generous amount of lube onto his right index finger.�

Don pressed his wet finger against David�s asshole, and was
surprised at how eagerly the puckered hole admitted him.� He slid one finger in and out, then slid a
second in too.� A third, quickly, since
David didn�t seem to need much stretching.�
It wasn�t that his ass was loose, it was just � ready.

With slippery fingers, Don quickly slid a condom over his
cock.� Now, for angles.� He frowned,
feeling like a teenager again, trying to figure out what got put where.� Okay,
let�s make this simpler.

�You want to get on your hands and knees?�� Don asked David, �On the floor?�

David looked back at him, his eyebrows raised.� He nodded and slid from the bed onto the
floor.� He positioned himself on all
fours, his knees spread.�

Oh sweet Jesus.� The sight of David, naked except his
bullet-proof vest, his legs open so his cock and balls dangled down in full
view � It sent a shock through Don of illicit excitement so intense that it
almost made him come right then.� Don
shut his eyes and took a deep breath.

He opened his eyes to see David looking back at him, a
questioning look on his face.�

�Just enjoying the view,� Don said huskily.

�With your eyes closed?��
David asked.

�Yeah,� Don said and moved closer.� He put his hand on his own cock to make sure
it was ready.� It was more than ready �
it felt like a warm bar of steel in his hand.

Straddling David�s legs, Don spread his own feet wide apart,
until his cock was at the exact right level for David�s ass.� He pressed the head of the cock to the asshole
and it opened slightly.� He pressed in
deeper, until the head was entirely inside.�
Then with a shove, buried himself all the way inside David�s ass.

David gasped in surprise then trailed off into a soft
moan.� Don tried to hold himself still
for a second, but he couldn�t.� The tight
hot shaft gripping his cock made him want to thrust and thrust and thrust.� He gritted his teeth and made himself move
slowly, with deep full-length strokes.�
With both hands, he grabbed hold of David�s vest and pulled David�s ass
back towards him as he drove forward.

David�s fingers dug into the carpet and he grunted low each
time Don slammed into him.� Don wanted to
keep pounding that ass until David was a whimpering puddle.� But with his earlier fun with Colby and now David
gasping in front of him, Don�s legs were starting to shake with oncoming
orgasm.� He jerked out of David and tore
off the condom.� Two strokes of his hand
and he exploded all over David�s back, all over the vest, his cum painting
white designs in the black material.� He
drug his softening cock through the cum, smearing it all across the yellow
letters.

�Shit,� Don muttered and his legs gave out.� He sank to the floor and flopped onto his
back.�

Before Don could move further, David was on top of him,
kissing him urgently.� The scratchy sound
of vest against vest filled Don�s ears.�

Don reached down and grabbed David�s hard cock.� Don�s hand was still wet with his own cum and
it slid delightfully up and down David�s cock.�
David moaned into Don�s mouth and Don felt David�s cock pulse and hot
fluid splash across his arm.� David�s
cock jerked in Don�s hand again and again until David slowed, panting heavily.� He rubbed his cheek against Don�s and
murmured, �Yay for the good guys.�

Don chuckled, feeling David�s body grow heavy.� He nudged David and said, �Gotta breathe
here.�

With a groan, David slid off of Don and they lay gasping
together for a long moment.��

Don looked over at David, who was lying face down in the
carpet.� Don sighed and sat up.� �Gotta get moving.� McCarty isn�t gonna wait around for
post-coital bliss.�

�Post-coital bliss?��
David mumbled.

�And your vest is a mess.�

�So�s yours.�

�Oh yeah.�� Don
unstrapped the vest and looked at it.� It
was indeed a mess.� He shrugged and dropped
it on the floor.�

Rubbing his cheek, he wandered through the doorway to his
own motel room.� He stepped into the
shower and began sluicing the smell of sex from his body.�
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