Mitch stared at Nick and shook his head. "You," he said in disbelief, "are insane. There is no way that any of us would go for that."

Nick just grinned and patted the video tape on the coffee table. He looked very sure of himself.

Mitch leaned over and kissed him on the mouth. "I'm outta here. I'll see you in the morning, and I still say that there isn't any way that you'll be able to talk Kay or Terr into it."

"Twenty bucks."

"Dinner at the Rook. For all four of us."

Nick pondered. "Do I have to do them both? Or just one?"

Mitch grinned. "Don't think you could do it twice in one night, so if you can talk one of them into it I'll take us all out to the Rook on Saturday."

Nick jumped off the couch and launched himself at his lover. "Sure you can't switch your shift? Stay and watch?"

Mitch pushed him off, laughing. "Fuck, you're sure of yourself. No, I don't want to watch. And I still say it isn't going to happen." His expression grew serious. "Promise me that if Kay is super freaked you won't do it tonight. Wait until he's not around or something."

Nick snorted and smacked him on the ass. "Relax. He's a big boy, Mitch. Can decide for himself what he wants."

Mitch headed for the door and shook his head. "Took him how many years to figure out he was into men? Don't push him, Nick."

Nick rolled his eyes. "Yes sir, Constable. I'll be on my best behaviour."

Mitch paused at the door. "You make sure you are, and I won't ask where you got the tape," he teased.

Nick gave him the finger and Mitch headed off to work his shift.

As it turned out scaring Kay wasn't a problem; he was playing hockey and wouldn't be by until after eleven. Nick looked up and smiled when Terr just let himself in and started doling out the Chinese food he'd brought.

"So what are we watching tonight, Oh master of the bad porn?"

"Bad porn, idiot. We can critique the dialogue."

"Yeah, until you get so worked up you jump me."

Nick smirked at him and held up his hands. "I am in control of myself, Terr. You want it tonight, you gotta ask."

Terr stared at him and burst out laughing. He kept laughing while Nick ate his egg roll. When he still had the giggles after a minute or two Nick raised an eyebrow. Which made Terr laugh so hard he got the hiccups.

Nick rolled his eyes in disgust and moved to put the tape in, fast forwarding through the warnings and opening credits. He hit pause just before the action started up and waited until Terr managed to find a cure for his hiccups.

"Serves you right, twerp."

Terr was unrepentant. "How many times have we sat down to laugh at bad porn, Nick? And how many times have you gotten antsy and started playing halfway through?"

Nick leaned into him and kissed his neck. "Often enough that you know what you'll be missing if you don't make the first move this time."

Terr chuckled and smacked him lightly on the top of his head. "Well, seeing as how you're so determined to leave it up to me I'll do my best to ask nicely. Wouldn't want either of us to explode just to prove a point."

"Good boy. Kiss me and let's watch this."

Terr did kiss him, long and deep, and they relaxed into the couch.

The porn was bad. Cheesy music brought the first round of laughs, and the utter lack of plot brought the second. When the men on the screen stared stripping off and sucking cock though, Terr and Nick fell silent, watching.

They watched for the first ten minutes until the two men on the screen got off and the scene switched. Nick forced himself to stay relaxed, leaning on Terr. He knew what was going to happen in this bit; it was why he rented the tape. Now to find out what Terr thought.

The three men on the screen were in a living room, and things were progressing along the predictable path. They each said one line and the clothes started coming off, hard cocks out and then taken in by hungry mouths. The soundtrack switched to something techno and annoying, but Nick didn't want to turn the sound down. He wanted to hear the sounds the smallest man made when the real action started.

Terr's hand slid into Nick's lap and started stroking him through his jeans. Nick grinned and snickered, even as his hips pushed into the grasp.

"Oh, just shut up. Mark it on the calendar later." Terr bent his head and kissed him lightly.

Nick figured that the first move had been Terr's so it was safe to reciprocate. He twisted slightly and slid his own hand into Terr's loose jeans, sighing when he realized that Terr wasn't wearing underwear. Smart guy, his Terr.

They were playing softly and gently with one another when it happened, and Nick could tell for himself what Terr's honest reaction was to the turn of events on the screen.

As the big blonde guy on the screen bent the smallest man over Terr shifted a little. Ready for the fucking. Except it wasn't fucking. The blonde pulled back his hand and spanked the other man's ass, hard. And again. And again.

With every blow the guy on the screen moaned a little, hips pushing back and forth. The third man moved to lie under him, sucking in his cock with every thrust. With every blow the cock in Nick's hand flexed and twitched. Nick smiled.

Terr's eyes were fixed on the screen. "Oh man."

"Yeah."

The spanking went on and on, the smaller man's ass getting red. He was thrusting fast and hard now, crying out with each blow and whimpering a little. If the camera work could be trusted his cock was rock hard, and the guy on the floor was having trouble keeping up with the force of the thrusts.

Terr moved faster into Nick's hand, and Nick realized that the hand on his own cock had disappeared. Terr was holding onto the couch cushions.

"Need something, Terr?" he whispered as his mouth grazed along Terr's jaw. "Want me to suck you?"

Terr just nodded. Nick smiled and kissed his collarbone before making quick work of getting Terr's jeans open and down past his ass. He knelt on the floor between Terr's spread thighs and sucked him in, hard and fast.

"Oh yeah. Like that."

Nick glanced up and saw that Terr was still staring at the TV. By the sounds the men were making the end was going to happen soon. Nick went to work on Terr's cock, sucking hard, tongue teasing and twisting, loving this. Terr tasted like heaven, filled his mouth so well. Nick groaned a little and Terr bucked up, put a hand at the back of his head.

As the man on the screen screamed out and the sounds of the slapping stopped Terr fucked his mouth hard and cried out himself, coming in shuddering jerks. Nick cleaned him with his tongue, licked and sucked at his balls until Terr was loose and relaxed.

"Liked that, Terr?" he asked, smiling up at his lover from the floor.

Terr smiled back. "The blow job or the movie?"

"Hell, I know you liked the blow job. Want to know if you liked the spanking." Nick got off the floor and finished pulling Terr's jeans off, then stripped his own off.

Terr looked at him for a moment, then peeled his t-shirt off. "Yeah, Nick. Looked hot."

Nick pulled his own shirt over his head, the fabric hiding his grin of triumph.

"Wanna try it?"

Terr pulled him down onto his lap and kissed him hard, one hand on Nick's back the other reaching for Nick's cock, still hard and ready. "Yeah, babe. Wanna try it. But you'll tell me if I hurt you, right?"

Nick stared. He thought his jaw might've dropped open.

Terr smiled sweetly at Nick and pushed him down so he was almost across Terr's lap, cock rubbing at the couch. "Didn't really think I'd let you smack me did you? Oh, Nicky, you did. Silly boy."

Terr spanked him, hard.

"Fuck," Nick said into the couch. "Well, fuck."

Terr laughed and kissed his shoulder. "You will tell me, right?"

Nick sighed. "Yeah. But I doubt you hit very hard."

Terr smacked him again and Nick jumped a little.

"Ow," he said mildly. "Arm like a girl. If it starts to sting I'll holler 'pink'."

Terr chuckled and spanked him again, starting a rhythm. Nick found that after the first few slaps he could predict where Terr's hand was going to land. He wanted it lower.

"Terr," he managed to say in a tone near normal. "Little lower, babe."

"Here?" Terr said as his hand fell again.

"Oh Christ."

Nick could feel his skin getting hot. The sting of each slap eased off a bit before the next one fell and he found himself arching his back, trying to get the blows to reach him a little faster. His cock was throbbing and he rubbed shamelessly against the couch.

Terr sped up just enough and Nick lay there over his lap, taking it. The spanking was hard and tough, and his mind started to drift a little. All he could hear was the sound of Terr's hand hitting his ass; even his own moans and sighs were gone to him. His ass felt hot and tight and the skin was stretched and tingling. He wanted more.

He thrust his ass into the air again and Terr's next slap caught him really low, just behind his balls.

"Fuck yes."

Again. And again. And again.

He could hear Terr breathing now. Could feel Terr's erection against him. His own balls were tight and he could feel his orgasm building in the base of his spine.

"Please." He knew he was whimpering but he didn't care.

Terr hit him once more and then rubbed the palm of his hand over his burning ass. "You're beautiful, Nick."

And then he was spanked once more, really hard, low down and he was coming harder than he had in ages. "Terr. Oh fuck yes."

He felt wet heat spread on his belly and chest, could feel Terr's cock throb against his skin as he shot as well.

When he could breathe again he tried to roll off Terr's lap, but gentle hands held him.

"Let me help you, Nicky. Get you cleaned up and see what we can put on your ass. Then I'll clean the fucking couch. Christ, what a mess. Mitch is gonna freak."

Nick started to laugh weakly. "No, he's going to be over the moon. He's not going to have to pay for dinner on Saturday."

Terr raised a brow and helped him get to the bathroom, and washed him off with a warm face cloth. Terr took him to bed and found some hand cream, soothing his tender ass.

When Nick thought he could walk again he went to the living room and helped clean the couch off and they finished watching the movie. They made fun of it this time and ate the rest of the Chinese food.

Kay turned up and headed straight for the shower, followed closely by Terr. When Nick didn't leap up to join them Kay looked a little disappointed. Nick beckoned him over and kissed him deep.

"Want you. You know that. But Terr broke me. Treat him nice in the shower and get him to tell you about it."

Nick lay on the couch, ass in the air and listened for it. The shower turned on, then there was a long pause. Then laughter. A lot of laughter. The sound of the water running and Kay's voice calling out Terr's name, in a way that made it plain to Nick what was going on in the shower. He smiled and wished his ass wasn't so sore. He'd have loved to have been in there with them.

He flexed his muscles. Maybe a shower would be a good idea. No law said he had to get fucked in the shower. Could just go give his boys a hand. Or a mouth. Or…

"Fuck it." Nick levered himself off the couch and headed for the bathroom.