The storm whipped through the trees, making it sound like the redwoods were screaming at the wind. It woke Nigel up from a dead sleep just in time for him to experience lightning and thunder that hit so close it shook the cabin down to its foundations.
"Fuck!" Nigel swore, picking himself off of the floor. He had dove off the bed out of reflex, unconsciously trying to look for cover. He was awake now though that was for damn sure, and the rain didn't look like it was going to let up on the light show anytime soon either.
Needing a smoke to calm his nerves, Nigel tried opening his front door to have it almost taken off by its hinges. Slamming it behind him, he decided that perhaps just this once he would smoke inside as the rain pelting his skin like hail, the fierce wind driving it in at odd angles. Something caught his eye though before Nigel could retreat back into dry warmth and safety.
Calm as could be, Adam was sitting out on his porch as well, but was dressed far more appropriately for the elements. Wearing a bright yellow rain slicker and matching hat with its straps tied neatly under his chin, Adam watched the sky erupt and wake from his porch, looking as peaceful as he did peering through his telescopes. Something about it made Nigel want to be there with him in this moment.
Because of that want, there must have been some sort of disconnect between his body and mind because Nigel found himself already running barefoot through the storm and mud. Their cabins were side by side within spitting distance of each other, but the weather was harsh enough that Nigel was completely soaked from his mad dash from porch to porch. That and it might not have been the brightest idea to run around in the rain wearing only the thin sweatpants he liked to sleep in and nothing much else. Nigel being there surprised Adam as much as it did him, his neighbor staring wide eye up at him.
"Hello?" Adam said, watching as rain water drained off of Nigel's skin in rivulets. His basic clothing clung to him like a second skin, leaving little to the imagination.
"What are you doing out here?" Nigel asked like he wasn't the crazy one gallivanting in the rain and dripping water everywhere with splattered mud up to his ankles.
"I couldn't sleep." Adam shrugged. "Living in the city, I've never gotten to experience a storm of this magnitude before. It's fascinating."
"Aren't you worried about be struck by lightning?" Nigel asked, flinching as the wind changed the direction of the rain again so that it stung his bare back.
"The cabin's structure is wood and I'm wearing a rubber slicker and galoshes, both of which are grounding agents for electricity. We're also surrounded by some of the tallest trees in the world. I am more concerned about a forest fire than being struck by lightning." Adam told him, leaning back in his chair to hold up his feet. He was wearing bright blue galoshes with stars that matched the yellow of his slicker. Nigel wasn't surprised by this. Most of Adam's wardrobe was celestially inspired in one way or another in either color palette or design.
"Seriously? It looks like the next flood out here." Nigel said. He cursed at the weather, the rain feeling like pinpricks. He held his feet out one at a time to wash off the mud from them. He was already soaking wet so he might as well be clean too.
"The outer shell of the redwood is resistant to fire, but the core of the tree is not. It is quite possible for lightning to strike one of the trees, making it catch fire from within. There is enough fuel in and of the tree itself to maintain the fire until the rain stops. The flames can survive within the tree and move out from it once the rain has stopped and the ground has dried out enough to do so." Adam said. Both men jumped as the world crackled and boomed too close to them for comfort.
"So it is fire cancer for trees." Nigel said shakily, not liking this experience one bit. It felt too raw and exposed. With this sort of noise level, he wanted to be in club right now, surrounded by a small sea of people and having access to a lot of booze.
"You know I don't like metaphors." Adam huffed up at him. "We should go inside. That last strike as less than a mile away."
"C'mon you got to admit that one is pretty good though." Nigel said, shivering as the wind picked up.
"Medically inaccurate but you may use it for the sake of this conversation." Adam said, "You should change or you will catch cold."
"Are you trying to get me naked?" Nigel purred, running a hand through his wet hair to get it out of his face and show off a little bit. All the hiking was really paying off.
"I can see your penis quite clearly from here through the material. From the way the shaft is bunched up between your balls, I can infer that your body is trying to indicate to you that it is cold." Adam said, flat out staring at current topic of conversation and clearly unimpressed by what he was studying. With a dry assessment like that, Nigel barely resisted the urge to cover himself.
"Well fuck you too. I'm freezing so I'm not at my full potential. I've never gotten a complaint before." Nigel sighed, pulling at his waistband to peek down at what he was currently packing. It was all high, tight, and unripe, Nigel feeling as unimpressed with himself as Adam sounded. It didn't help his moral that Adam looked over to take a peek as well before Nigel could snap the elastic back in place.
"I wasn't complaining. I just don't want to you catch cold because it will be difficult to hold a conversation with you for a couple of days." Adam said, making Nigel snort in amusement at the selfish honesty. "I like your penis. I've never seen one that is uncircumcised this up close before."
Nigel didn't know how to bring sexy back from that, not with his balls cockblocking him by trying to burrow up into his stomach, taking his penis with them. He focused on getting warm and dry instead, and letting nature take its course. "Do you mind if I crash on your couch? The rain doesn't look like it's going to let up anytime soon."
"You can sleep with me. My bed is large enough." Adam said offhand, opening his door with some help from Nigel to keep it from slamming on either one of them. Nigel was glad he was holding onto the doorframe at the time or else he might have fallen over.
"That won't bother you?" Nigel asked but not wanting to. He had been reading up on Asperger's syndrome though while Adam was at work. He had a better understanding of Adam's quirks, but still didn't know all of them, like how well he dealt with sudden changes in intimate environments.
"No. I like sleeping in the same bed with other people. I haven't had any opportunity to do so since I moved here though." Adam said, stripping down out of his gear. He hung it off the back of the front door so it could dry. Nigel stood close to it so he won't track water across the floor. Nigel wanted to climb into bed with Adam as soon as possible, not have him fret about mopping up water spots.
"Did you often in New York?" Nigel asked, feeling suddenly jealous of people he didn't know and would never meet. "Bring me a towel, darling, and something dry to sleep in."
"No, not at all. I did when I was dating Beth, but that was it." Adam nodding as he left off going to the kitchen for something hot to drink to retrieve those items for Nigel. He was getting better about recognizing other people's needs, but still needed some prompting from time to time.
"Beth? Is she someone I should be worried about?" Nigel said through gritted, chattering teeth. The temperature was dropping along with all the rain.
"Why would you be worried about Beth? You don't know her..." Adam asked, handing off the towel. Nigel stripped down by the door, hanging the dripping nightwear next to the slicker. Adam lost interest in his answer, more involved with memorizing the way Nigel's muscles moved and bunched up as he dried himself off, and how the way his silvery scars highlighted different parts of his body and his tan. Life might not have been kind to Nigel, but generics had been very generous to him in multiple areas.
"What I mean is, is she competition? Do I have to worry about her showing up and stealing you away from me?" Nigel said, straightening up to dry off his hair once more before he traded out the towel for some of Adam's drawstring pants. They were a little too short in the leg for him but comfortable enough. The look at Adam's face though was well worth being drowned by the weather. Adam was staring at him like he was some newly discovered nebula, one that he was fully intent to explore.
"Well? Do I?" Nigel smirked, leaning in to press a quick kiss to slightly parted lips.
"No. She broke up with me. She felt I was too much work to be with, that I couldn't give her what she really needed." Adam said, coming back to himself. He wanted to touch Nigel all over, from his head to his toe but didn't know how to ask.
"Her stupidity is my good fortune." Nigel smiled, pulling Adam in close to rest his hands on the smaller man's hips. Adam mirrored the movements as he studied Nigel's face.
"She's not stupid. She writes children's books and to my knowledge is becoming a very popular author in her genre." Adam said, his hands trailing upward. He found the huge scar on Nigel's left side, the one that ran over his ribs and almost down to his hip bone. Adam wanted to trace its width and path with his tongue to see if the skin there was more sensitive than the rest.
"She let you go. She sounds pretty damn dumb to me." Nigel said, leaning in to interrupt Adam's counterpoints with kisses and light nips to lips until they were swollen pink. He didn't want to hear Adam defending his ex-girlfriend.
Adam was his now and his alone.
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When Nigel woke up, he didn't have a clue where he was at first. The bed smelled wrong, the light coming in through the window was all wrong, but the back pressed up to his front was all sorts of right. Events from last night came back to Nigel in little tumbles, but taking a bullet to the brain will do that to a body. His cock remembered the slights made against it though, making its full potential known as it nestled snugly between the slopes of Adam's butt cheeks.
Groaning, Nigel trailed his hands up and down Adam's front until he found what he was looking and hoping for. Adam was just as hard, Nigel helping himself to it as he shoved Adam's pants down to his knees.
"I know you're awake. No one can sleep with a cock so hard you could drill through steel with it. You would die in your sleep if you did." Nigel murmured into Adam's ear, nibbling the shell of it. It delighted him as Adam started to tremble from it.
"That's medically inaccurate." Adam said softly, titling his head back so it rested on Nigel's shoulder. Tanned hands worked themselves up and down his shaft, making it hard to focus while he was still fuzzy from sleep. Even more so with Nigel kissing his neck now as Adam pushed back against him as if there was any space left between them.
"You're so beautiful." Nigel murmured between his devotions to Adam's more sensitive skin as he explored a graceful jaw, delicately formed ears, and lips as plush and soft as any woman's if not more so. Rubbing their cheeks together, Nigel enjoyed the dry catching sound their stubble made. Adam was always so clean shaven it was hard to imagine that he could even have stubble.
"I don't have any lube. We both have morning breath." Were Adam's whispered back sweet nothings. "This is why we didn't do anything last night."
"I've worked with less in worse conditions." Nigel shrugged as he pulled down both their pants further, kicking them off and away with his feet. His cock could take care of itself, the foreskin being worked up and down his shaft, held by the firm cushioning of Adam's ass. Licking his palms, Nigel make a thorough, hands-on study of Adam's penis. They were roughly the same size, Nigel's thicker and uncut where Adam's was longer and circumcised. Rutting into each other, Nigel reached further down to palm Adam's balls, lifting and separating them in his large hands to roll them until Adam panting.
"Fuck, I love how you feel. I love how you smell." Nigel whispered into shorn curls, mouthing at them. His teeth found the back of Adam's neck, nipping lightly at the nape there. It made Adam moan breathless sounds that went straight to Nigel's dick, the head of it busily coating the mounds that cradled it with slick precum. One hand on Adam's balls and the other on the man's dick with his thumb working over the mushroom tip and dripping slit, Nigel bit down hard enough to make Adam yelp but not break skin.
What was unexpected was Adam's reaction, his hand coming up over his shoulder to grab a handful of Nigel's hair, yanking at it hard. "I'm not into biting." Adam groaned as Nigel licked at his mark in apology. Adam jerked again on his handful to be held fast, Nigel's hips pistoning hard before they stuttered out, a telltale wetness coating Adam's back.
"I'm into hair pulling though. Fuck, baby, warn a guy next time before you do that." Nigel laughed, letting go of Adam so he could make good on his best intentions. Adam arched off of the bed as Nigel took his oversensitive tip into his mouth, barely catching Adam's hips in time to keep from gagging. Adam took his revenge by grabbing two handfuls of Nigel's silvery hair so he could hold him in place as he flexed his hips. Nigel hadn't realized there was such a steep learning curve for giving head. You either learned to relax your throat real quick or you threw up. All the women he had ever been with had made it look so easy, Nigel's eyes tearing up as the tip of Adam's cock scraped the back of his throat, making them both moan.
Swallowing did the trick, Nigel making a mental note of it for next time, the movements tipping Adam over the edge. His grip kept Nigel in place as he flooded his mouth and came down his throat. It left both men panting but for different reasons. All in all, Nigel reflected it wasn't the worse thing he'd ever eaten. Considering all the drugs and other crap he had put in his body, semen was actually pretty damn low on the list of things that bothered him. He licked Adam clean until he was swatted away.
"You're heavy and you came on my back and now it's in my sheets. I need to take a shower." Adam said, trying to escape, but Nigel was heavier and used to incapacitating people.
"You can't wash kind of this shame away." Nigel said. He held Adam by his knees, parting his legs so he could lick him from asshole to ball sack all in one go. It made little inhumane noise escape from Adam's mouth from the overstimulation. It also made Adam hit Nigel over the head several times with a pillow until he let go, the Romanian laughing too hard to hold on.
"Stop that! I'm not ashamed. Your semen is drying out and it's making my back itch." Adam laughed along with him, throwing the pillow at his head as he made his escape to the bathroom. "Wash the sheets while I'm in there. Do the pillowcases too."
"I am going to have to teach you about the beauty and art of the afterglow." Nigel grinned, catching Adam just in time to press a quick kiss to his pouting lips.
"Your breath still stinks." Adam told him flatly, trying wiggle away from Nigel and failing.
"So does yours." Nigel smiled mischievously before licked the tip of Adam's nose. He let go his flailing captive, more intent on having a cigarette now that he was awake and gotten laid in a sense.
"Don't smoke in here." Adam said before shutting the bathroom door.
"Perish the thought. I am not some savage. I'll be out on the porch, baby." Nigel said, making a mental list of things he needed from his cabin like cigarettes, lube, condoms, etc. Plan forming in mind, Nigel didn't bother getting dressed. They lived in the middle of nowhere, had no other neighbors, and the landlords weren't due by for another few days so why waste time and effort.
"Sheets first!" Adam yelled over the shower from the bathroom.
"Adam, I'm not going to change the sheets just yet, especially when I have every intention of fucking you into the mattress as soon as you're out of the shower." Nigel yelled back over his shoulder, opening the door to run right into a person standing on the other side of it with their hand poised ready to knock. "Who the fuck are you!?"
"I have pepper spray!" the pretty, dark haired woman answered, holding her keys aloft. Nigel was amused to note the lack of pepper spray among the mix of keys, leaning in the doorway with to smirk at her, naked as the day he was born.
"I can see that." Nigel said dryly. "That still doesn't answer my question."
"Could you possibly put on some pants?" The woman snapped, also realizing she had no pepper spray.
"No. I feel very comfortable as is. So you can either, tell me your name and state your business, or you can fuck off. Watch. I'll show you how it's done." Nigel growled. He really wanted a fucking cigarette and to find out what position Adam wanted to try out first. He sincerely hoped that all the casual nudity would make the woman get to her point or leave faster. "I'm Nigel. I live here so I'm supposed to be here, and since I live here, I can wear whatever the fuck I want."
"Oh! I'm sorry. I must have gotten the wrong cabin. I don't suppose you know an Adam Raki or if he lives near you, do you?" the woman asked, taking out her phone to start pulling up addresses.
"I do and he does. I'm his lover." Nigel said, going for blood. What he got was a look of complete and utter disbelief.
"No, you're not. Adam's straight." The woman said with certainty born from familiarity.
"And pray tell, how do you know that?" Nigel asked, leaning over her to loom. He was getting a bad feeling about this nosy bitch.
"She used to be my girlfriend. That's Beth." Adam said, waving at a stunned ex-girlfriend from behind Nigel. He was freshly showered, wearing only a towel. Nigel was pleased to see how freshly fucked he still looked, his bite marks standing out starkly against pale skin. "Hello, Beth. What are you doing here?"
"Hi, Adam. I was in the neighborhood, and I, well, I thought I would drop by and check in on you. You know, see how you're doing." Beth said, her gaze jumping between Nigel and Adam. Things were not going as she planned. "Well, this is awkward."
"Is it?" Adam asked, looking from Beth to Nigel.
"No, gorgeous." Nigel grinned, Adam mirroring the expression like Nigel knew he would. Nigel held to his earlier assessment about this Beth bitch. He also bet he could have her ass out of here in the next fifteen minutes, and Adam back in bed and fully prepped to ride his cock in under an hour. Adam would want to eat breakfast first though. Nigel was willing to chew his way through a lot more than some nasty ass, cardboard-like All-bran for that.
"Yes, Adam, it is." Beth snapped, glaring daggers at Nigel. Oh, if looks could kill. Nigel smirked back at her. Worse had been done to him by better looking women than her.
"Then why don't you call the next time you decide to pop in." Nigel pointed out, keeping his tone light as he pulled Adam into his side to press a kiss into his curls. Beth looked like she about to explode from the blatant display of 'this is mine'.
"I didn't think…" Beth practically shrieked, motioning to Nigel for Adam's benefit whose face was scrunched up in dismay at her tone.
"Yeah, you didn't." Nigel said gently as he rubbed Adam's back in soothing motions. It made Adam lean further into him, something that was not lost on Beth who fumed.
"Adam, where the hell did you find him?" Beth said, ignoring Nigel completely now to address Adam. "Who stands around naked having a conversation?"
"This is Nigel. He's my neighbor." Adam said, blunt as always. He really hated it when Beth got like this. It was confusing with her emotions going all over the place like this. Stress also made her voice sound really unappealing too. They were broken up and had been for over a year now. Why did she care if Nigel was naked? Why did she care Nigel was here at all? Nigel didn't seem bothered by it. As nice as it was to see Beth again, Adam had really wanted to have breakfast and then go back to bed with Nigel after they acquired some lube and condoms.
"You're fucking your neighbor? Jesus, Adam, do you realize how bad that sounds?" Beth said, wondering if she should call the police or not. Adam didn't look upset though or in any danger. She had come here with some vague idea of wanting to get back together with Adam, at least for a little while. As appealing as calling the cops on whatever the hell Nigel was to Adam, it would make Adam hate her if he ever found out. Beth wasn't ready to risk that.
"I don't know who the fuck you are and I don't fucking care, little girl. The time is ticking away on my patience though. You do not want to find out what happens when it runs out so I suggest you leave." Nigel said calmly enough to not bother Adam, but his point came across clearly enough to Beth.
"Is that a threat?" Beth said, moving out of arm's reach. Nigel's grin was all teeth now and no humor.
"I would never threaten a friend of Adam's. It's more like a personal promise." Nigel said low, dark, and sweet as poisoned midnight. Violence resided there in his smile and in the curl of his fingers, Beth watching a madness flicker though his hazel eyes. This was a man on a first name basis with Death, and even a city mouse like Beth knew a fox with keen claws when she saw one. This was not a person she wanted to make an enemy of.
"Adam, are you going to let him talk to me that way?" Beth tried one more time to get Adam's attention.
"Nigel isn't not wrong. You should have called instead of assuming that I would have nothing going on and just showing up like this. I have a fulltime job at the planetarium, friends, and even things to do now on the weekend." Adam sighed. He was already tired from this exchange and growing hungrier by the minute. Nigel kept touching in all the places he liked as well so he was getting horny too. He really just wanted Beth to leave now. Life would be so much easier without her here. "It was also wrong for you to assume that I would still be single or have an open schedule. While I appreciate you keeping me in mind, you know to call beforehand to make plans with me."
"Okay. That's fair. I should have done that but since when have you been gay?" Beth snapped.
"I'm not gay." Adam said, making both Beth and Nigel stare at him for different reasons. "I think I am more bi or pansexual because I still find women attractive and I like having sex with them, but so far sexual experimentation has been very pleasurable with Nigel as well and I find him very attractive. As you can see, he has a very aesthetically pleasing penis. I only recently have been giving my sexual preferences some serious thought though, so I can't give you an exact answer. I am still researching the terminologies."
"You heard him. He's safe and sound, and queerer than a unicorn farting glitter. Was there anything else, or will you be on your way? I want to get back to the sexual experimentation." Nigel said, biting the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing.
"I think I've heard and seen more than enough." Beth grumbled. "Adam, are you happy?"
Yes. Yes, I am very happy." Adam said with a smile, his answer for whatever reason making Beth sigh. Giving up on understanding Beth, Adam turned to Nigel. "Do you have lube and condoms, or do we have to go into town?"
"I got everything we need, darling." Nigel grinned wide at Beth over Adam's head.
"Great. That's just…great." Beth glared at Nigel who smirked back at her. This was so obviously not the kind of scenario she had planned for. "I'll call the next time I'm in town."
"You do that." Nigel said in a tone that translated to 'don't you ever' before pulling Adam far back enough inside so that he could slam the door in Beth's face. She was not going to get a goodbye hug or whatever the fuck she had come here for, that was for damn sure.
"That was rude." Adam said as he was led into the kitchen.
"I don't give a fuck. She was being a bitch." Nigel said, pressing a kiss to Adam's temple before letting him go. Adam got down the cereal bowls and the All-Bran while Nigel got out the milk and made some coffee for them. It all took longer than it should, the two of them unable to keep their hands off of each other for too long. Adam liked to trace his fingers along Nigel's tattoos and scars, and Nigel liked to hold Adam close to him, running his lips over pale skin to taste it with kisses as he explored.
"Eat your cereal. We got a busy day ahead of us."
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TBC