Darkness
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The last thing he could remember was the blinding lights from the car coming towards him. After that, everything was black, littreary. The car crash had made him blind. He didn't know if it was permanent, only time would tell, but he did know that he would never leave the house again.
It had been three weeks already, and he was back in his own house for the first time. He had rejected the offer to have someone stay with him, he said he didn't need help. He had been wrong. He could barely find the bathroom, making food was out of the question, and now all he wanted was to forget.
The darkness was eating him away. He could hear things, but he couldn't see, it was the worst thing that could have happened.
He hadn't broken anything, they had called him lucky.
He didn't feel very lucky.
He felt lonely.
He didn't know what time it was, didn't know if it was day or night. He was getting hungry, but didn't feel like getting up. It wasn't like he'd be able to find anything anyway. All he felt like doing was lying there in the darkness.
To him, everything was gone. All the reasons to live had been stolen from him along with his eyesight. He had been a Backstreet Boy, now he was nothing. He had been the one the girls loved, smiling and flirting. He had been able to dance. He'd been Nick Carter.
Now, he was only Nickolas, a blind young man with no reason to live.
It'll come back they all said to him. Everything will be alright. They didn't know what they were talking about. The didn't feel the darkness. They didn't have to live with it for the rest of their lives.
'Click'
The sound of a door closing got his attention. He knew it was locked, he had done so himself. That could only mean that someone he knew had come back. All of the other guys had a key, so did his parents and a few friends.
He could hear footsteps coming closer, and the door to his room open and shut. Then nothing.
No movement.
He felt a hand on the blankets, and someone sit down on the bed.
"Go away. I wanna be alone" he said.
No answer.
"Who's there?"
Still no answer.
He could feel the blankets being pulled aside, the coldness of the room reaching his legs. He was about to talk when he felt the hand on his tight, rubbing gently. They were bigger than a womans hands, which meant this was a man. They moved higher, rubbing gently on the outside of his boxers.
A low moan escaped his smouth, and whoever was there, let out a moan as well.
The he could feel two hands removing his boxers, and a tongue kissed his right tigh.
"God" he moaned, and the person moved higher, licking and nibbling on his tigh. The mouth reached his cock, now hard as stone. His breath was heavy, and he longed for a touch. The blindness had made his other senses sharper, and right now he welcomed the darkness. Welcomed the extra pleasure the darkness gave him.
A tongue licked the underside of his cock gently, and a hand ran circles around his balls. He arched up from the bed as the person took him into his mouth. He wanted to move his hands down, but he couldn't quite tell where, so he grabbed a hold of his pillow instead.
The mouth continued, taking him more in, sucking gently as the hand made faster circles. The mouth moved out again, sucking and licking the head, making him moan louder.
He thrusted into the mouth when it took him in again, and the person let him. He moved in the out of the mouth, feeling himself getting closer and closer. When the hand suddenly rubbed hard over this balls he couldn't take it any longer. With a final thrust he came hard into the mouth, who drank it all.
When he was done, the blanket returned, and he could hear footsteps moving towards the door.
"Who are you" he asked.
The person stopped.
Silence.
"Whoever you are. Thank you" he said.
He heard the door open, and then close, and the sound of a person moving further and further away.
*****
'Click'
Nick was still high after the orgasm the stranger had given him. He didn't know who it was. All he knew was that is had been a man. And he didn't care.
What this person had done to him, it had been beyond anything he had ever felt before. He hadn't wanted it to end. But it had, and now the person had left him alone, in the darkness.
He didn't like the silence that crept over the house. Nothing made a sound. He didn't even have the pugs there with him. His mom had them at her place. Where he would be if she had it her way.
Perhaps that would have been the best thing. After all, then he could have had someone to take care of him. Of cousre, then he wouldn't have been visited by the stranger.
Now he was glad he had demanded to stay here. He just hoped that the stranger would be back. And he had a feeling he would, soon.
*****
" Yo Nicky, you there?"
He heard AJ's voice loud and clear in the empty house. He guesses it was morning now. Aj wasn't one to come in the middle of the night.
"I'm upstairs"
He could hear footstaps coming, and the door open.
"Hey man. How are you"
He could feel AJ sitting down on his bed, and his thoughs traveled to the previous night.
"Gotta piss" he said with a laugh.
"I'll guide you there, but you gotta do it by yerself ok buddy?"
He grinned in the directin of the voice, and started to get up. He could feel AJ's arms guiding him in the direction of the bathroom.
"OK, you gotta sit down, cuz I'm not gonna stay in here and hold it for you"
AJ's laughter filled the room.
"Geez, why not Bone"
Now he was laughing as well. He tried to kill a yawn as he sat down, and heard AJ leave the room. What time was it?
*****
"..and then I just walked away. God, I don't know why I even agreed to go on a date with her."
Nick shok his head, looking in the direction of the voice.
"Ya did it cuz she's a great fuck" he said, smirking.
"True" AJ said, and Nick could see the smirk on his face in his head.
"Look Nicky. It's getting late. I've been here all day, but now I really have got to go. You sure you don't want me to drive you over to your moms?"
"I'll be fine AJ"
"OK. I'm on voice speed dial, so call me if anything happens alright?"
Nick nodded, and AJ got up to help him get to bed. He didn't mind it one bit. There was something about his hands, they seemed so familiar, yet not. Oh, he was probably imagining things. AJ was straight as hell.
*****
Darkess.
It was still there. He was staring to think it would never go away, and he didn't like it. But he didn't dread the lone hours any more. He had waited all day for night to come, for the stranger to come back.
He almost jumped as he heard someone walk in the hallway.
Strange, he couldn't remember hearing anyone enter.
He was getting better at the sneaking thing, this stranger.
The door made a low sound as it was opened, and Nick turned his head in the general direction of it.
"Hey. I've been waiting for you" he said.
Silence.
He knew he wouldn't get an answer, but he felt that he had to say it.
He could hear the person walk over to the bed, and once again a hand creeping under the covers, stroking lightly over the bulge in his boxers.
Then someone sat down on the bed, and removed the covers.
*****
Nick felt the blankets being pulled away. He didn't move, didn't want to move. All he wanted was for the stranger to touch him.
He got his wish.
The stranger moved his hand up Nick's tigh, making small circles on the way. Nick felt the bed shift, and then the hand was removed.
"Don't.." he whimpered. He didn't want the stranger to stop, not now. He needed this, needed the touch.
Something was thrown on the floor, the stranger was moving around on his bed. Something else fell to the floor. More movement.
Then, he felt the stranger sit down, stradling him. He was naked, and Nick could feel his erect cock agaist his own.
Then the hands were back, on his chest now. They moved down, as a mouth closed in on his nipple, making him moun loudly.
The hands moved further down, one playing with his bellybutton, the other reaching his cock.
He jumped up as he felt the hand run over the top of his cock. The stranger moved down, kissing and licking Nick's chest on his way. He stayed for a while at the bellybutton, tonguefucking it as he moved his body further down. Then his mouth left Nick's belly, and returned on his cock, licking gently over the tip.
"Oh my God" Nick moaned, as the stranger took him in his mouth. His hands cupped Nick's balls, running over his chest, holding his tighs.
Nick groaned, feeling his bodyheat rise as the stranger took his cock into his mouth. It felt so good, and Nick couldn't help himself, he had to do something.
His blindness was making his senses so high, he couldn't just lie there. He thrust into the strangers mouth. It didn't seem to matter. The stranger's hands moved down and cupped Nick's balls again, then ran circles around them, as Nick found a rhythm, thrusting into the strangers mouth.
The stranger then moved fast in and out over Nick's cock, licking and sucking, making Nick moan louder and louder. Never before had he felt anything like this.
It was too much, and Nick yelled as he came into the strangers mouth.
When he was done, he lay there, not knowing what to do. The last time the stranger has walked away after he had come. He didn't want that to happen again.
"Fuck me"
He said in a commanding voice. He could feel the stragner shift on the bed, turning his way he was sure.
"I told you to fuck me. Please, do it. I need it. I need you inside me, now."
He didn't get a reply, but he hadn't expected one either. At least not a verbal reply.
He got all the reply he needed when the stranger lifted up his hips, and placed a pillow under them.
"Lube's in the top drawer" Nick said, pointing in the general direction, or at least what he thought was the general direction. After all, he still couldn't see shit, but at least now he didn't really care.
He heard the stranger open the drawer, then close it.
A cap being unscrewed, a squishy sound, hands moving.
"FUCK" he yelled, as the stranger circled his hole with one figner.
Then the finger moved inside, and Nick tensed. It wasn't like this would be a first for him, but still. He relaxed, feeling the pleasure the finger was giving him. His blindness had made the feeling ten times better, and he moaned as a second finger was inserted into his hole.
The fingers starter to move back and forth, touching his prostate at times, making him scream with pleasure.
The the fingers were removed, but Nick knew what was coming next. He could feel the head of a cock at his entrance, waiting, as if the stranger was asking permission to enter him.
"DO IT" he yelled.
That seemed to do the trick, for the stranger moved, pushing his entire cock in at once, making Nick yell out in pain.
He had just noticed the bad part of his blindness, it made ALL his senses higher, also pain.
But after pain there will be pleasure, he though, as he did his best to relax.
The stranger, waited for a while, letting him adjust. Then he moved out slowly, before he thrust in again, hitting Nick's prostate.
"OHMYGOD"
Nick yelled, grabbing a hold of the blankets beside him. He wanted so badly to put his hands in the strangers hair, but somehow he knew that would ruin everything.
He started to move with the thrust, fidning a rhythm. His moans grew louder each time his prostate was touched, and he was not holding on to his sheets for all he was worth.
The stranger moved fast a couple of times, and came, spilling inside him.
Then it happened.
The stranger kissed him.
One quick, gentle kiss, before he got up and out of Nick.
Nick could hear him move around, getting his clothes fast, before he left the room.
Nick didn't say a word this time.
His mind was somewhere else.
The kiss.
The stranger.
He could rule out two people now.
Howie and Kevin.
The strangers hair wasn't long enough.
*****
Nick was awake listening all night, hoping that the stranger would return. But he didn't. There had been no sound since he heard the door close after him when he left.
He didn't know what time it was, but he knew that he had to get up. He couldn't stay in bed all day. Besides, the guys would probably come over today.
He pulled the blankets aside and got up, holding his hands out and feeling his way to the bathroom. It took him a while to find the toilet, and then even more time to get into the shower. As the hot water ran down his body, his thought were on last nights visit. He could still feel it in his body, still feel the stranger inside him.
His ass hurt, but that was to be expected. The feelings he had felt, they had been beyond amazing. He wanted to feel that again, and he hoped that his stranger would return.
For the fisrt time since the accident, he didn't curse the darkness he now lived in. The stranger had given him back the will to live, the will to get up in the morning.
He didn't know how long he had been standing in the shower when he heard the door downstairs open, and voices could be heard. They were here.
"Nicky" he could hear Howie yell.
He shut off the shower and tunbled out, grabbing a towel and pulling it around his waist, walking in the direction he figured was out to his room.
He heard the door open, and turned towards the sound.
"Great Nick. You're up, and took a shower. By yourself. Might wanna get some clothes though"
He had to smile at AJ, or where he figured AJ was.
"Can't find any" he said.
"I'll get it" he heard Brian say.
"So" that was Kevin. "You doing alright Nick?"
"Yes, I'm fine" he said, and it was the truth.
"I'm glad. Listen, you wanna go out today? Have some fun?"
"No"
The though of leaving the house was still too much for him. In here he at least knew where things were. Outside, he would need someone to lead him everywhere, and he didn't want that.
He took the clothes Brian gave him, and with a little help he got dressed. He still had problems getting the sweater on the right way, and AJ couldn't stop laughing when he did it the wrong way.
But he didn't care about the laughter. It meant that they weren't treating him like a child anymore. They knew he could take care of himself, knew he could take them laughing at him. He liked that.
For the rest of the day they sat inside, talking, playing around, having fun. They were doing all those things he missed. They even sang a few soings, and Brian read him some Get Well cards fans had sent him.
At the end of the day, he had almost forgot about the stranger, but as the house went silent once again, everything came back to him.
He removed all of his clothes and climbed into bed, waiting.
Tonight, he would be in charge.
*****
He didn't know how long he had been waiting before he could hear the well known sound of a door opening, and someone walking to his room.
He heard the door opening, and turned towards it, opening his eyes. It didn't really matter, it was dark anyway, but he liket to open them, imagine that he could see, what his stranger looked like.
"I've been waiting" he said.
No reply, as usual. He could hear him walk over to the bed.
Things went on as they had before. The stranger removed the blankets, and seconds later he could feel a tongue licking over the tip of his cock.
His hands grabbed the sheets as he gasped, breathing heavily as the stanger sucked his cock, licking and touching him, making him feel like heaven again.
His eyes was closed shut now, and he moaned again. For a second he could see colors dancing in front of his eyes. He moaned again and thrusted against the strangers mouth, needing release now. His hint was taken, and seconds later a finger found his hole. That alone brought him over the edge, and he came inside the strangers mouth.
But it wasn't the end yet. He released his hands and brought them down, for the first time grabbing the strangers hair.
It was short.
His eyes were still shut tight, as he brought the head up and kissed him. He missed the mouth but got the chin. It seemed like the stranger got his point, it didn't go long until he could feel a mouth on his own. He let his tongue out, playing with the strangers, while the colors kept dancing in front of his eyes.
He opened them slowly, and the colors didn't fade. They turned into a face, a face he knew well.
A pair of eyes, eyes he knew well.
He stared into them for a while, not breaking the conection. Then he smiled, and a hint of panic ran through the eyes he was looking at.
The stranger threw himself back and started to get up. Nick moved his hand quickly, grabbing his arm and pulling him back onto the bed. He rolled himself around and on top of him, grabbing a hold of this other arm and pinning him to the bed.
"Don't leave" he said.
The one who was once a stranger only looked at him.
Nick leaned down and kissed him. He moved his body a little, rubbing against the erection he could feel on his tigh.
"Oh god" he heard, before a mouth closed on his. He kissed back, welcoming the tongue into his own mouth to play.
They broke it off, and he stared at the man underneath him.
"I'm sorry" the stranger said.
"Don't be." He answered, kissing him again.
"What I did"
"It doesn't matter." Again he kissed him.
"But I forced you"
"No one made me do anything." Another kiss.
"You don't hate me?"
"How could I hate you."
"But.."
"No buts, no thinking, no talking." Again a kiss.
"You sure?"
Nick sighted.
"Will you shut up and fuck me already, AJ"
FIN.