| Physician, Heal Thyself |
| Something felt strange. That was the first thought that passed through Emil Skoda's mind as he woke up Monday morning. It took him a moment to realize that there was somebody beside him in the bed. He rolled over to find himself looking into a pair of dark eyes.
"Jack �" He suddenly found himself nervous. It was always strange, waking up next to someone for the first time. His thoughts scanned over last night; the unexpected passion, followed by a quiet comfort. He'd had sex with men many times before, but he'd never stuck around long enough to wake up together. He wasn't sure what he should be feeling now. It definitely wasn't what he'd feel with a woman; the romance, the 'falling in love.' But it wasn't exactly the 'no strings' kind of feeling he'd had with other men. They'd shared something there afterwards; each responding to the other's loneliness. It had been enough to make them choose to sleep in one bed instead of separately. But what did they do now? McCoy watched the confusion play across Skoda's expressive face, glad that he wasn't the only one unsure of himself. If he were with a woman, he'd probably kiss her good morning; but he didn't really want to do that right now. Although the longer he looked at his companion, the more aware he was of the fact that they were in bed together, and that in itself was kind of exciting. He felt himself starting to get hard, and wondered if Emil was having a similar reaction. "Morning, Emil," he finally said, reaching out to hesitantly run his hand over Emil's arm. Skoda's mouth twitched into a smile. Jack's touch was definitely turning him on. "Morning �" he answered, running his hand over Jack's chest as their eyes locked. Their hands moved slowly, exploring this strange intimacy, as their cocks grew hard. Emil could hear Jack's breathing getting shallow, betraying his growing arousal. Jack could see the color rising to Skoda's face as he became more and more aroused. Curiosity drove his hand up the doctor's arm, over his shoulder, past his neck, to cup his face. As expected, the rough, unshaven stubble felt odd. And that excited him even more. Now he was ready for a kiss; but not the gentle, morning greeting between lovers. No; this was more driven by hunger and curiosity. He leaned in, his hand pulling Skoda's face to his, and found his partner every bit as hungry as he was. By the time they separated, they both knew they wanted this. Jack let go, his hands reaching for the drawstring of his sweats, wanting them out of the way. Skoda grinned and followed suit. Their bodies came together after that, seeking contact, seeking pleasure. Legs entwined, bringing their swollen dicks together, setting off fireworks of pleasure. Jack was intensely aware this time that he was having sex with a man. The rough feel of Skoda's skin, the stiff curls that covered his chest, the stubble on his face. No womanly softness here; just rough, hairy skin over hard muscle. All of it excited Jack to no end. And then he felt Skoda's hand over his dick, grasping him as he would himself. A whimpering moan sprang from his throat. Emil laughed and pounced on top of Jack, pinning him down. It had been a long time since he'd sucked a cock, and that was just what he wanted for breakfast this morning. But for an appetizer, he zeroed in on one tempting, pink nipple. As he teased it with his teeth and tongue, his hands attacked its mate. Jack lay there, surprised by the intensity of Skoda's attack on his chest. It started soft and playful, but quickly escalated to something much more interesting. Jack gasped as Emil's teeth captured his flesh, pulling on it, biting not quite hard enough to hurt, as his fingers pinched the other one. At the same time, he could feel Skoda's cock rubbing against his. It was so different from anything he was used to, and it turned him on something fierce. His hands clutched at Skoda's backside, pulling him closer as Jack's hips thrust upwards. Emil was more than pleased by Jack's reaction to his roughness. He'd played it gentle for almost 20 years; now he was in the mood for something different. But there would be plenty of time for that; right now, he was hungry. He moved down, finally releasing Jack from that strangely pleasurable torment, to find his cock dripping. Eagerly, he reached out his tongue and spread the seminal fluid around, using its natural lubricant properties, and savoring the taste. Rich, musky, a hint of salt. The scent of a man could be powerfully arousing, and it was working today. His mouth watered as he opened it, drawing Jack's throbbing cock inside. "Jesus Christ, Emil!" Jack gasped out as his dickhead was enveloped in warm wetness and just enough suction. He suddenly realized that as good as some of the ladies he'd been with over the years had been, no woman could ever give a blow job this good, because they simply didn't know what it felt like to get one. The good doctor might be out of practice, but you couldn't have convinced Jack of that. Large hands pulled at his balls as that mouth sucked him right to the edge. Just when Jack thought he couldn't take any more, Emil backed off, bringing his hand up to massage the base of Jack's dick while he caught his breath. He grinned at his companion. "Your turn, Jack." Jack's eyes got a little wide. "Um � I've never done this before �" "Don't worry. You've got good instincts, remember?" That got a laugh that wasn't entirely nervous. Jack turned to the body beside him; somewhere in there, Emil had turned around so that his dick was right up by Jack's face. Jack stared at it. Last night, things had happened so fast he hadn't had time to think. The full impact of it hit him now; he was consciously choosing to touch another man. It was exciting, and terrifying all at the same time. His fingers shook now as he touched it, as if it were really the first time. He swallowed nervously as he grasped it, feeling the soft, velvet skin, the heat as it filled his hand. Moving closer, he leaned forward and wrapped his lips over the weeping head. The taste was salty, musky, not at all unpleasant. The scent surprised him more than anything; very sharp, very masculine. No overly flowery 'feminine hygiene sprays' to mask the natural smell of the person. He liked it. An appreciative groan from Emil as his tongue swirled around reminded him of what he was supposed to be doing. Sliding his lips down the shaft, he took as much as he could into his mouth, while his hands sought out the heavy sac below. Pretty soon, his head was bobbing like a pro's, and Emil was thrusting up eagerly to meet him. He almost lost his concentration when he felt Emil shift slightly and suddenly there was a hand on his cock. He was so turned on, he knew he wouldn't last long. But from the way Emil was moaning, he had a feeling he wasn't alone. Then he heard Skoda's deep voice, "Soon, Jack. I'm real close," and then that mouth was back on him, making him crazy, sending fire through his entire body. Gasping now around the still unfamiliar feel of a mouth full of cock, he cried out as he came. And then his mouth filled and he tried to swallow, and it was just overwhelming. It was a couple of minutes before either of them had the strength � or the will � to move. Emil recovered first, sitting up and grinning at Jack. "You ok?" Jack coughed once and nodded. "That was intense �" Emil chuckled. "Not bad for a beginner. I'm gonna hit the shower." Jack just nodded, not quite ready to move yet. As he heard the shower start up, he thought about what he'd just done. He wasn't ready to swear off women, by any means, but there were definitely things about this he liked. Not the least of which was the fact that he didn't feel any pressure at all about the 'relationship.' It was what it was. Whatever the hell that was. He wasn't exactly sure, but it felt comfortable. While waiting for Emil to finish in the bathroom, Jack dug out his cell phone and the number of the garage. A gruff, older-sounding voice answered, "Law's Garage." "Can I speak with Jim?" "Just a second." There was no 'hold' music or anything; just the phone set down on the desk. A few minutes later a different voice came over the line. "Yeah? This is Jim." "Jim, it's Jack McCoy. How's my bike coming?" "Oh, hey Jack. I have to run out to pick up a part this morning. Should be done by early afternoon." Jack glanced out the window at the misty, dreary day. Not the best day for riding in any event. "OK. We'll be by to pick it up around 3?" "Sounds good. See you then." "Who you talking to, Jack?" The two voices sounded almost simultaneously, as Skoda came out of the bathroom and heard him talking. Jack snapped the cell phone shut and grinned at Emil. "Your boyfriend, the mechanic." Just as he'd expected, the doctor's neck started turning red. "Oh �" Jack laughed; this was just too easy. "The bike will be ready by 3 o'clock. You gonna ask him out tonight?" Skoda's face was turning beet red. The thing was, he really wanted to. Ever since Jack had suggested it yesterday, the idea had been spinning around his head. It was intriguing, exciting. But then, last night Jack had � well, a bird in the hand was worth three in the bush, they said. Jack's actions had certainly surprised Emil, and taken his mind off Jim. So what was Jack doing teasing him about the mechanic now? And then suddenly it all snapped into focus. Emil Skoda was a free man now. What he and Jack had done last night, and this morning, didn't change that. Like most men, Jack wouldn't assume that one night in the sack implied a lifetime commitment. He'd been married for so long, he'd forgotten all about playing the field. He looked at Jack, hoping he'd read the situation correctly. "Should I?" he asked as a devilish grin stole across his face. "Why the hell not?" Jack answered with a grin. His face grew serious as he looked at his friend. "Seriously, Emil, why not? You don't owe me anything." They looked at each other in a moment of total understanding. Friendship, yes, certainly. Sex, perhaps, occasionally. Something more, maybe, eventually, but not now. Not right now. In one of those weird contradictions, Emil felt closer to Jack in that moment than he'd felt to anybody in a very long time, specifically because Jack didn't want to tie him down. "Thanks, Jack," he said softly. Jack nodded in acknowledgement. Then he grinned at his companion's nearly naked form, and in a moment worthy of a high school locker room, snatched the towel wrapped around Skoda's waist. Laughing, he ducked quickly past the stunned doctor and into the bathroom. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The dreary day had cleared up a bit; at least it wasn't raining anymore. As they rode toward the garage, Emil felt himself getting more and more keyed up. It was part nerves, part arousal. They pulled up in front of Law's Garage just before 3PM. The sight of the tall, blond mechanic coming out to greet them sent a charge through his body. Jack may have been the paying customer, but it was pretty obvious that Jim would have rather focused his attention on Emil. Today, they could see an older man moving around in the garage too. Jim reluctantly dragged his eyes away from Emil as he focused on Jack. "Hey. She's all done. You want to check it out?" Jack crouched down beside Jim and inspected the repair as Jim explained what he'd done. He nodded as they stood up. "Mind if I take her out for a quick spin?" Now, no New York mechanic would let you out of his shop without paying first, but this wasn't New York. Jim nodded. "Sure thing." Jack reached for his helmet and mounted the bike, leaving Emil and Jim standing in the driveway. Grinning, he winked at Emil before putting the helmet on and starting up the bike. Nervously, Emil realized that Jack was giving him time to make his move. // Why the hell not? // he asked himself one more time before turning to Jim. "So, uh, Jim. You mentioned a custom paint job for my new bike. I was wondering if we could talk about that � maybe this evening?" The way he said it made it clear that the evening part was the important part. Jim glanced around, making sure the older man was out of hearing range. He smiled, that irresistibly sexy half-smile. "I was kind of hopin' you'd ask that." He moved to stand behind Emil, a little closer than ordinary politeness allowed, their bodies just barely touching as his eyes scanned the distance for Jack. He murmured softly into Emil�s ear, "My Dad's got a council meeting tonight; I'll have the house to myself from about 7 o'clock on. Why don't you come back then?" Emil let himself lean back just a little bit, heightening the contact. He smiled and nodded, and was surprised and delighted to feel Jim�s hand on his ass for a few moments. God, how it turned him on! And then the hand was gone, but he could feel Jim�s hardness pressing against him; the attraction was definitely mutual. As Jack came around the corner and pulled back into the garage, Jim backed off, still not at all sure what the dynamic between these two was. He hoped he wasn�t walking into the middle of something; but then again, after tonight he�d probably never see either of them again anyhow. So if it caused problems between them, it wasn�t HIS problem. Jack took off his helmet and nodded at Jim. �Smooth as silk. How much do I owe you?� Jim quoted a figure, and Jack handed over a credit card. As Jim headed back towards the desk to run the payment, Jack whispered to Emil, �You want to wipe that smirk off your face? You look entirely too pleased with yourself. Somebody might think you had a date or something �� Embarrassed that he�d been so obvious, Skoda scowled and turned to Jack to say something. As he turned, he could see the older mechanic � Jim�s father? � watching him with a frown. // He knows. Or at least suspects. And doesn�t approve. // He hoped his eagerness wasn�t going to cause problems for Jim. Jim returned with Jack�s card and the receipt, shook their hands like it was any normal business transaction and went back to work as they drove off. With his father watching like a hawk, he didn�t dare even follow their bikes with his eyes as they disappeared down the road. It was going to be a very long afternoon � Continut on to Chapter 6 Back to the Story Index Send me some feedback Disclaimer: These characters belong to Dick Wolf and NBC. I'm just borrowing them for fun, not profit. |
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