I lay on the bed ,naked as the day I was born. I also , was moaning with desire to be touched , my body thrusted up in that desire. As I did , I found my self being pushed back down deep into the mattress. The reason this was happening was due to the toned and buff nude body that was on top of my own making it tingle under its touch.

The only person who called me Gregory ( besides my parents), which was my full given name when ever he adressed or even better when he was undressing me . It was the voice that would send shivers down my spine. The person was my handsome, sexy lover. Mycroft Holmes.

We were staying at a small bed and breakfast just out side Grimpton Village. We had decided to come up to Grimpton to keep an eye on Sherlock and his boyfriend John Watson. The two were in the area, working on a case for one of the locals, a young troubled man named Henry Knight. After I had gone to check on what they were up to and also to offer my help,in the investagation . I soon headed back to the room that Mycroft and I were staying in. Mycroft was there waiting for me.

Now laying here in Mycroft's arms, I found myself moaning in delight as my naked lover begain to kiss my bare shoulder. "Oh Myc... I love you. Ride me ...OH Christ..." Mycroft looked down at me , his eyes filled with lust as he rode the cock, my cock which was firmly up his own ass.'Gregory ,my love,.. " I responded to this, " Oh Myc ...You are soo tight..."I clutched the bed sheets as he rode and kissed my body.

Mycroft then began to run his fingers over my naked chest . I felt my self shudder as my beautiful handsome lover's fingers gently squeezed my nipples. I could also feel Mycroft's body tighten around my cock, milking it gently but firmly. Mycroft then leaned in and gathered me in to his arms and covered my upper body with butterfly kisses . Again making my body shudder. I heard him speak between kisses feverishly " Come for me Gregory."

In response to this, I wrapped my arms around Mycroft's waist, as I buried my face into his shoulder.I cried into his shoulder as I came inside my Myc, my perfect lover's body.I then felt wonderful fingers running through my hair. Mycroft murmuring softly in my ear."My darling silver haired fox." He brought us both to our climaxes.

Soon after we settled into each others arms. I lay with his head on Mycroft's chest. I sighed as I felt the same fingers continued running through my hair. I looked at him and smiled as I put my head back on his chest and I run my fingers up and down his chest..

. "This is nice, being here with you alone. Its also nice to be able to get London out of our lungs." Mycroft kissed the top of my head. " Indeed it is my dear Inspector . Indeed it is." We lay there just enjoying being naked in one another's arms.

Just then my moblie phone sounded , I groaned in to Mycroft's chest as I reached over to get the phone. I looked at it."Shit. Its Sherlock." Sitting up, I answered it but as I did, Mycroft went to sit behind me. He began to give my bare shoulders butterfly kisses and his hands caressed my ass. "Give him my regards." My lover whispered as his lips and hands continued their exploration of my body. I laughed slightly under my breath at this, I felt his cock nestle in the crack of my ass, teasing my entrance.

I moaned inwardly 'mycroft," as the butterfly kisses along my shoulder blades continued . I hoped Sherlock didn't hear this and say something like " Lestrade ...Quit fucking my brother and listen. "

Thank god he didn't hear me. At least I don't think he did . I quickly covered "Hello?" I listened to Sherlock's voice over the phone. " Lestrade, Get to the Hollow. Dewer's Hollow , Now And bring a gun!"

this is based on the greg scenes in Hounds of the Baskervile...

and it is for Merlin's left... Myc i hope you like...