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I'm not online a lot anymore, but I wrote this over a couple of nights and thought I'd stick it up here and see what people thought:

It's the first time I've written in the 3rd person, and I change tense more often than a disgruntled camper (tents.. tense... gettit?"

Title: SuperNicky
Rating: Smutty... R-ish I guess
Pairing: Ricky/Nick (who else)

Dedicated to pspenceyprep



"It drives everyone crazy, yet it's always up to me to speak to ricky when he's got and broke some people of equipment on stage while attempting to... dance.. I guess"

nich had had enough of having these little talks with Ricky, onyl for his words to go in one ear, and straight of the other, so drastic actions were called for. When you've got a naught kid who's uncontrollable, you try and get supernanny in, but since Ricky was over 10 years old (physically at the very least) Nick decided to take the DIY approach.

Of course, he wasn't 100% sure exactly what underwear supernanny wore, so nick took the black sating and lace road, along with sheer black hold ups, a navy blue a-line dress before 5 inch patent black stiletto hees competed the outfit. If this didn't get Ricky to behave then he didn't know what would.

As he finished adjusting the holdups he heard Ricky's feet thunping up the stairs, so he hopped into Ricky's room across the hall, and hid behind the door.

"Mister Wilson, I've tried speak to you, tried shouting at you and lsonig my temper, but every thing seems to go in one ear, and out the other one three times as fast. So this evening I thought we'd try something different."

Ricky jumped as he felt Nick's hand clamp down on his shoulder, and his eyes widened as he saw the expertly manicured hand with the nails painted a deep purple. Of course, however much he was admiring nick's delicate fingers he couldn't fail to notice Nick's other hand flicking open the button of his fly. Punishment eh? Ricky grinned to himself, he thought he might rather enjoy this.

Nick stopped abruptly at thte end of the bed. he sat down, yanking Ricky's jeans and boxers down with him before pulling Ricky over his lap. he started stroking Ricky' s hip tracing little patterns up and down from the crease between his thight and buttock up to the first notches of his spinal column before trailing them back down across the buttocks and stroking down the crease before

*SLAP*

The first stinging slap caught Ricky unaware and he bucked into Nick's lap. Both boys hissed at the pressure and Ricky wriggled in his place across Nick's lap, his rapidly hardening cock rubbing against the seam of Nick's stocking top.

Nick brought his hand down a few more times, each slap eliciting a gasp or ground from Ricky. he started to stroke again, tracing the handprints he'd left with a few of the harder slaps.

Ricky moaned as Nick brough his down down this time, his cock throbbing against Nick's thigh.

"I thought corporal punishment was frowned upon in matters of discipline"
he asked as Nick stopped again to survey the rosy handprints he was leaving on Rickys bum.

"Well.. I'll stop if you *REALLY* want"

Nick replied before bringing his hand down twice as hard, making Ricky arch his back and grab Nick's other hand which had been resting on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry, sorry, whatever it is, really sorry, love you nick, want more, need more"

Nick's resolve dissappeared at this and he laid back on the bed, pulling Ricky up for a series of passionate kisses. Ricky rolled them onto their sides, one hand strokeing the small of Nick's back as the other slip up the skirt of nick's dress, fingering the elastic of the silky satin knickers. he brushed the bulge in the knickers, notice a distinct damp patch. Nick was definately enjoying this as much as Ricky was.

Nick rolled Ricky onto his back, and settled between his thights, enjoying Ricky's gasps and groans as he ground their aching cocks together.

Soon this friction wasn't enough for the boys and they pulled apart. Ricky knelt up pulling nick with him, sucking on the taller boys neck as he attacked the sip on the back of the dress. Once he had the zip down he pulled the dress to Nick's waist and admired his toned stomach and chest.

"Nice Tits Nick"

With that, Ricky popped the catch on the bra and while stroking nick's back pulled the bra off. Now feeling slightly overdressed, Ricky started to unbutton his own shirt while Nick stood up and shucked the dress off over his hips. The satin pants followed before he rolled the stockings down his legs, careful to leave them on the hand as he turned back round and climbed back on the bed.

Ricky's cock was standing fully to attention as Nick leant down to give it an experimental lick. Ricky grabbed a fist full of hair and started thrusting eagerly into Nick's mouth.

Determined not to let Ricky take charge, he stopped sucking and grabbed both the hand in his hair, and Ricky's other hand before pulling them up over Ricky's head tying each of them to the headboard with his stockings.

"Remember whose in charge here"

He whispered, before leaning across to the bedside cabinet to grab a condom and a tube of lube.

Deciding to go easy on Ricky for a while he started sucking at the redhead's left nipple, his fingers giving the right one similar amounts of attention. Ricky struggled against the bonds holding his hands away from Nick. Moving down Ricky's body, Nick gave his stomach a smattering of kisses, before moving back down to Ricky's cock once he was sure who was in charge.

Licking around the head of Ricky's cock, Nick grinned as he heard Ricky's whimpering, which turned into a low rolling moan as Nick took as much of Ricky's cock as he could manage into his mouth. Ricky groaned as Nick started up a steady rhythm, his head bobbing up and down

"nick, nick, uhh, plee.. ooooooooooh, please stop.. too. much.. come too soon.. "

Nick pulled back, Ricky's glistening cock popping out of his mouth. He grabbed a couple of pillows, sticking them under Ricky's still rather pink backside before sitting back and stroking his own, woefully neglected cock. He rolled a condom on befor coating it in lube. He coating his figners in more lube before stroking the cease of Ricky's buttocks. He pushed one in past the ring of muscles thrusting a few times before adding a second finger and scissoring. He then removed his fingers before lining up his cock and thrusting in, groaning almost as noisily as Ricky at the feeling. He reached down to stroke Ricky's cock in time with his thrusts, trying to nudge the boy's prostate which he succeeded on almost every thrust.

"If this is the punishment I, ahh.. get Nick, do you.. mmmmm...really think I'm going to learn how to.. ooooh-ooooooooooooh.. behave?"

Ricky grunted as Nick thrust into him again, leaning down for a kiss.

"Ready love?"

With that, Nick started a bruisingly paced assault, stroking Ricky's cock and thrusting hard, not overly sure of who he wanted to come first.

Ricky went still as he came over his chest and Nick's hand. The sensation of Ricky's orgasm tipped Nick over the edge and after a few more thrusts he collapsed, spent, onto Ricky's sticky stomach, kissing him lovingly.

"Will you please, PLEASE, try and behave when we're next on stage?"
"Make it worth my while?"
"oooh. oh DEFINATELY"
"What's with the dress up anyway?"
"Oh, just call me SuperNicky!"