Title: Becoming A Man.
Fandom: CSI Miami
Pairing: Horatio/Speed/Eric.
Author: Aiden
Rating: FRAO.
Warning: Fluff, slash, smut, language, disability (blindness)
Disclaimer: I don't own them, if I did this would be real.
Beta: SRS/Silvia *hugs* Thanks a lot for the title. YOU ROCK!!!!
Summary: Eric gets more then he expected.
Author's note: In this AU, H is still with CSI, but Speed is blind due
to congenital glaucoma and owns several nightclubs in Miami. This was
supposed to be just one story *headdesk* but when I started to write
my brain went haywire, so there will be more.

Eric watched Horatio for the next couple days, their conversation
playing over and over again in his mind. Horatio was wrong. He was not
gay, he wasn't. Sighing, he rolled his eyes. Yeah, right.. keep
telling yourself that, then maybe you'll believe it.

Working in the lab, Eric couldn't stop watching Horatio, who was
sitting in his office doing some paperwork. He sighed. Speed was one
lucky guy.

At that moment, Horatio looked up and straight into Eric's eyes. The
young man quickly looked down and blushed. Damn, what if he saw me,
Eric thought in a panic.

Keeping his head down, Eric turned around and rushed off to the trace
lab, almost bumping into Ryan. "Wow, look out."

"Sorry," Eric apologised, and blushed a little more.

"You okay?" Ryan asked. "You look a little flushed."

"I'm fine," Eric bit back, totally embarrassed.

Ryan held up his hands in surrender. "Easy, don't shoot."

Eric snorted and walked off without another word.

Watching the other CSI leave, Ryan sighed. That man really had a chip
on his shoulder.

Horatio had watched the whole scene unfold from his office and smiled.
Eric was a little tense and Horatio thought he knew why. Their
conversation had definitely triggered something inside the young
Cuban. He only hoped the younger man would act on it. He could make
someone a very happy man, if he'd only let himself.

During the next few days, Horatio observed how Eric watched him when
the young man thought he wasn't looking. When he'd told Speed about
it, his lover had only smiled mischievously. "Maybe he wants you to be
his first. You never know."

Horatio had snickered and responded, "I can be a very patient man.
He'll come to me when he's ready."

Towards the end of the week, Horatio saw Eric approach his office. He
could see by the way he walked that Eric was nervous but determined.
Horatio had to give the young man credit for the courage it took to
proceed, for not backing down. Even before Eric had entered his
office, Horatio took out his cell and sent a text message; Speed would
love an opportunity to tease the young Cuban.

He smiled when Eric finally walked into his office. "Hello, Eric, what
can I do for you?" he said silkily.

"I'm… I want to…can I ask you…" Eric stuttered. He had this whole
speech worked out, and now, he didn't know what to say.

"What do you want to ask me?" Horatio stood and walked around the
desk, moving closer to Eric.

"I wanted to ask you…if you would.. uhh." Eric felt the heat creeping
up his cheeks.

"Eric, is everything okay?" Horatio moved closer, a mischievous look
in his eye. He was delighted with this turn of events. Maybe Speed was
right, and Eric really did want him.

Eric took a deep breath, 'it's now or never' he thought. "I couldn't
stop thinking about our conversation. And you where right."

"About what?" Horatio knew exactly what Eric meant but he wanted to
hear it from him.

"Uhm…me being…you know," When Horatio just kept looking at him without
saying a word, he sighed. "Oh, fuck. Me being gay, there I said it."

"Now, was that so hard?" Horatio moved into Eric's personal space,
lightly rubbing the other man's cock through his pants.

Panting, Eric pressed into Horatio's hand. "I'm… what are you… oh,
shit.. don't stop."

Horatio dropped his hand and walked over to the door, closing it. He
smiled when he heard Eric moan. Horatio quickly closed the blinds and
moved back to Eric.

Moving his hand down the young man's chest, he bent forward and took
an earlobe between his teeth. "So, were you going to beg for it?" he
asked in a whisper.

"Please," Eric pleaded.

"Please what?" Horatio slowly started to unbutton Eric's shirt. "What
do you want? Me inside of you?"

Eric moaned. "Yes, please."

"And I would be your first, right?"

Eric pulled back a little, looking at his boss in the eyes. "Yes. Is
that…I mean…if you don't…"

Horatio brushed his thumb over Eric's bottom lip. "It would be my
pleasure." He took Eric's shirt off and moved his hands up and down
his bare chest. Eric arched into the touch and moaned breathlessly.

"You like that, don't you?" Horatio asked in a husky voice.

Eric nodded. "Yeah… oh yeah." He was so engrossed in Horatio's touch
that he didn't hear the office door open, and then lock.

"Close your eyes," Horatio whispered.

As Eric obeyed, he felt Horatio move away from him. He heard a strange
noise and was about to open his eyes when he felt a hand on his back.
"Do you trust me?" Horatio asked.

"I do," Eric said.

"Okay, then trust me now," Horatio responded.

Eric felt someone moving in front of him, and he knew instantly that
it wasn't Horatio. He opened his eyes and saw Speed standing there, a
big grin on his face. "What the fuck?" Eric said, shocked.

"I'm fine. How are you?" Speed smirked, grabbing Eric's cock. "Mmhmm..
ready and willing."

"Speed," Horatio said, "we'll take this nice and slow."

"Okay," Speed nodded his head. Cupping Eric's face in one hand, he
moved his tongue over Eric's bottom lip. "How slow?" he asked in a
devious voice.

"Speed," Horatio warned his lover.

"How did…you know I…was here?" Eric squeaked.

Speed grinned. "That's for me to know…"

"Shh.. just relax." Horatio moved his hands over Eric's strong, tanned back.

Speed let his very sensitive fingers explore Eric's face. "You're
beautiful," he said softly.

A shiver ran down Eric's spine; he had never felt like this before.
"Oh god, please don't stop," he moaned.

Speed reached down to unbuckled and unzipped Eric's pants. Once he'd
lowered the pants and shorts, he grabbed Eric's half-hard and leaking
cock. He moved his hands back up over Eric's muscled chest, over his
shoulders and cupped the back of his head pulling him down towards
him. "Kiss me." Speed said softly.

Eric stared into cloudy eyes; eyes that didn't see nor reveal
anything. But Eric felt as if Speed could see straight into his soul.
He bent forward and gently kissed him.

"Harder," Speed sighed.

"Speed, give him time." Horatio snickered, amused by his boyfriend impatience.

Speed growled and started to kiss Eric back, pushing his tongue
against his teeth demanding entrance.

Horatio smiled when he heard Eric moan into the kiss, he crouched down
and moved his hands over the young man's buttocks. He bent forward and
moved his tongue over the crack between his cheeks and over his tight
hole.

Eric gasped for air, a shivering running down his spine. He moaned
when he felt Horatio's tongue push against his tight entrance.

As Horatio stood up, he moved his tongue up over Eric's back. He
kissed the exposed neck, feeling the young Cuban relax.

"Are you ready for us?" Speed whispered in his ear, moving his tongue
over his cheek. All Eric could do was nod.

Horatio moved his tongue over the back of Eric's neck and the rim of
his ear. "Don't make a sound," he told Eric.

The other man nodded distractedly.

"Lube?" Horatio asked Speed.

"In my jacket," Speed responded, crouching down in front of Eric,
moving his tongue over his hipbones.

Horatio took the lube and put some on his fingers. When he slid the
first finger inside of Eric, he felt the muscles tightening around it.
"Relax, it will hurt less."

Eric gasped as he felt Horatio's finger moving in and out, stretching
him. "Oh, fuck…that's…shit," he choked out.

Speed smiled and moved his tongue over the leaking head, licking up
the pre-cum, "Mmmm," he hummed, "you taste good."

When he felt Speed move his mouth over his cock, Eric had to bite his
lip to stop himself from crying out. "Oh man…"

"Don't push forward, you don't want to choke him. Let Speed do the
work, just enjoy," Horatio told him softly. He inserted a second
finger into Eric's opening, stretching him further.

Eric panted hard. "This is…oh god…I never knew…"

Speed slowly moved up and down, licking and tasting the throbbing cock.

"Don't stop…please," Eric whimpered, running his hands through Speed's
silky hair.

Horatio pulled his fingers out, satisfied that the young man was
stretched enough he slide a condom over his hard, throbbing cock and
rubbed some lube on it.

"Okay, you have to relax. This will hurt for a minute," he warned the
young man. "Spread your legs."

Eyes closed, Eric did as he was told, and felt Horatio's cock against
his tight hole. He hissed as he felt the hard member sliding into him.
Holding his breath for a second, he desperately tried to relax his
muscles.

"We'll take it slow." Horatio promised and started to slide in and out.

Speed continued to move up and down, picking up the pace, feeling that
Eric was on the edge. "I'm… can't…oh fuck…I need to…"

"Come for him," Horatio demanded, gripping his hips. "Let him taste
you, but don't make a sound."

As a moan escaped his lips, Eric came inside Speed's mouth. "Oh,
fuck..." was all he could manage to say.

Speed released the now spent-member and smiled. He stood and moved his
hands over Eric's face, kissing him hard and bruising. "You liked
that?"

Still trying to catch his breath, Eric could only nod and gripped the
other man's shoulders.

Speed moved his tongue over Eric's lips. "You want H to go faster?" he
whispered.

"Yes, please…" Eric chocked out.

"Please what?" Speed retorted.

"Please…faster."

Horatio smiled and started to move faster and harder, hitting his
prostate every time he pushed forward.

Speed kissed the young man again to prevent him from making any sound.
"You want him to come for you?"

Eric nodded. "Yes…I want…please," he'd never felt like this before,
heat searing through his body, licking on every muscle and nerve
inside of him.

Horatio pushed in and out even harder and felt himself coming close to
the edge. Without making a sound, he shot his load inside of the young
Cuban. He fell forward against the strong back, breathing heavily.

Eric was barely holding himself up. "Oh god…that was…I've never…"

"Yeah, we know," Speed grinned.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. "Horatio, everything okay in there?"
Ryan's voice could be heard from the other side of Horatio's door.

Horatio pulled out of Eric slowly, making sure the younger man was
okay. Satisfied, he threw away the condom, tucked himself in and
walked up to the door. Opening it slightly, he smiled. "Mr. Wolfe.
Everything is okay."

"Alright, I heard a strange noise and became worried," Ryan said, frowning.

"Nothing to worry about. I'll see you later." Horatio closed the door
in the CSI's face. When he turned around, Eric was again fully dressed
and Speed standing there with a big grin on his face.

Blushing, Eric nodded towards the door. "Now there is a guy I want to
fuck into the mattress," he simply said.

THE END.