You've Got Mail

Written By: D’be-D’be

Pairing: Horatio and Eric


Eric Delko, a detective with the Crime Scene Investigation Unit of the Miami-Dade Police Department, opened his eyes and, trying not disturb his lover sleeping next to him, he pushed himself up to peer at the alarm clock on the bed stand. His lover and boss, Lieutenant Horatio Caine, moaned softly in his sleep, as Delko slipped out from under the sheets and made his way into the washroom. He still had the taste of Horatio on his tongue from the oral pleasure he had given him before they retired for the evening. Delko smiled to himself as he replayed the scene in his mind as he took his boss over the edge. God he loved doing that! It was the one time he felt in full control of his top. He jumped in the shower for a quick cleanup, then after brushing his teeth, Delko slipped into a pair of shorts and T-shirt and with silent steps he left the bedroom to make his way to the den to check his emails.

He turned on the computer and while waiting for everything to connect, moved into the kitchen to make a pot of coffee. Delko looked at his watch to see how much time he had before the alarm went off to awaken his sleeping Top; forty-five minutes. That’s plenty of time to check his mail and reply to anything urgent.

Since moving in with Horatio, Delko was trying to set up a routine, so he could have some time to himself and his computer. Caine wasn’t one to fuss over the internet or computers for that matter. He used them at work when absolutely necessary but he had little use for them in his private life. He knew, however, that his Brat loved playing around with the technology. Instant messaging his friends, searching the internet for information on a variety of topics or whatever tickled his fancy, and just as long as he wasn’t going to the sites that Caine didn’t approve of, he gave his Brat the freedom he needed.

At first Delko used to check his email account when they came home from work but found that this interfered with his alone time with Horatio, so he tried to wake up before Horatio in the mornings, and so far it has been successful. He had never been a morning person. As a matter of fact before he and Caine became involved, it was a routine event that he would just make it under the wire to work. A few times Speedle had to cover for him when completely passed the start time. Horatio, however gave Delko the structure and discipline he needed to change his habits and before long he found himself waking up way before his Top and actually enjoying the idea of being up and ready before Caine even started his day. Caine, for his part, was always awake when Eric got up, but knowing it gave his Brat such pleasure to beat him to the punch sort to speak, faked sleep in order to give Delko the time he needed. Besides it was nice to wake up to the smell of brewing coffee. He didn’t regret his decision for a second in asking Delko to move in with him or for telling the rest of his staff that he and Delko were lovers as a matter of fact. He was happier than he had been in years, and how his Brat was blossoming made it obvious it was great for him as well.

After Delko poured himself his first cup of java, he made his way back into the den to hear the computerized voice telling him, ‘YOU’VE GOT MAIL’.

“Great!” he said to himself. “I wonder who it’s from.” He clicked the mouse to open up the mail screen to find six messages waiting for him. Two were from his sister, two were from friends, one was from his mother, who had just begun using the internet after taking computer classes that her senior’s club offered free of charge and the last one was from someone he didn’t recognize. It simply read ‘Peeping Tom’.

Delko usually never opened an email from someone he didn’t recognize but this tweaked his curiosity, so he clicked on open message and the instant he did it, he knew he had made a grave error. Staring back at him was a picture of him and Horatio in an intimate embrace in the parking lot at work with a caption under it that read ‘isn’t that sweet’.

“Damn!” he cursed out loud. “I’ve got an Internet stalker.” Delko quickly placed the file in a folder as he heard the beep of the alarm going off in the bedroom. ‘I’ll have to deal with this later,’ he thought to himself. ‘I can’t let H see this or he’ll disallow me to use the Internet ever again. I’ll use the resources at work to see if I can track this guy down so I can put a quick end to this before H even gets a whiff of it.’ In his mind Delko knew keeping this from his Top would lead to disciplinary consequences but he pushed that thought away with the false idea that he could handle this little problem all by himself.

He was just shutting down his computer when Caine walked in the room all dressed and groomed. No matter what time of morning it was, Horatio always looked like he just stepped out of the cover of GQ magazine. Caine walked over to Delko and bending down gave him his first kiss of the day.

“Mmm I like the taste of you in the morning,” Caine offered. “As matter of fact I like the taste of you any time of the day or night.”

Delko blushed deeply as he pushed himself up from behind the desk to move into his Top’s arms for a warm, secure embrace. He still couldn’t get over the compliments Caine kept throwing his way, but he hoped they never stopped.

“Did you get any interesting emails this morning, Eric?”

Averting Caine’s eyes Delko replied, “No, just a couple from my sister and one from mom. She’s turning into a computer whiz.”

“That’s nice to hear. Now if you’re ready, let’s make breakfast then hit the road. What do you feel like eating this morning?”

“I’m not very hungry, H. Maybe just toast and peanut butter, I don’t feel like bacon and eggs.”

“Are you feeling okay? You never turn down my bacon and eggs.”

“Ya, I feel okay. I’m just not that hungry, okay?” Eric knew his reply came out a little brusque, but that picture was on his mind and pressing on his nerves. “I’m sorry, H. I didn’t mean to snap at you, but sometimes you treat me like a kid. Just because I’m not hungry doesn’t mean I’m sick.”

“You’re right. I’m sorry, so while I make your toast, why don’t you go get ready for work.”

“Okay, H. I’ll be quick.”

With a kiss on the cheek, Caine couldn’t waste the opportunity to tease his young lover. “Ya, if I had your wardrobe it wouldn’t take me long either.”

“Hey, what’s wrong with jeans and a T-shirt?”

“Nothing, but I’d love to see you wear a suit for a change.”

“Okay, H, I’ll make a deal with you. You wear a pair of jeans and a T-shirt to work and I’ll wear a suit. What do you say?”

“I say, NO! Now go get dressed, or we’ll be late.” Caine smiled to himself as he heard the sexy laugh of his Brat as he walked down the hall to their bedroom.

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As he was getting dressed, Delko tried to figure out who ‘Peeping Tom’ could be. Could it be an old jealous lover, a pissed off convict that he helped put away or someone at work who had it in for him? It could be any one of those or a whole other group of possibilities. He’d have to try and figure it out quickly before Caine somehow got caught up in the scenario.

When he came out of the bedroom, Caine had his toast all ready for him just the way he liked it, covered with globs of peanut butter. Caine had also poured him an icy cold glass of milk and placed the chocolate milk mix container next to the glass along with a spoon, so Delko could put in just the right amount of chocolate powder himself. He noticed Caine was almost through his breakfast and was about to pour himself another cup of coffee.

“Hey, H, this is great! Thank you!”

“No problem! Now eat!”

The two men made casual conversation as Eric munched on his toast and before they knew it, it was time to go to work.

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The email was still on Eric’s mind as he pulled his sports car into his parking spot. ‘I think before I get to work I’ll check my email one more time to see if I can get any clue from what this pervert sent me this morning.’ Caine in the CSI Hummer pulled up next to him a few seconds later, and Delko followed him into the building and as ordered made his way to the fingerprint lab to start processing the prints found at the Ramsey crime scene. When he was sure Caine had gone up to his private office to do the dreaded morning paper work, Delko slipped out of the lab and made his way into the staff room to use the common computer that was set up there for staff use.

He didn’t expect a new email message from ‘Peeping Tom’, but when he accessed his account he heard ‘YOU’VE GOT MAIL’.

‘Now what?’ he thought to himself as he opened the message box and clicked on the attachment icon. What he began to watch on the screen made goose bumps form down his spine. It was a movie of Delko in the locker room shower stall. Along with the movie was a voice over: “Oh Eric” the obviously disguised voice began to speak, “Does Horatio know you fantasize about him in the shower. Let’s watch and listen shall we?”

Eric swallowed hard as he heard his own voice coming from the speakers. He remembered exactly when this event he was watching happened. The team had been called to a murder in the everglades, and Horatio was waist deep in the water helping the medical examiner, Alexx Wood, take the body of the dead woman from her watery grave. The water made Caine’s pants stick to him, giving Eric a great view of his tight ass as well as his well-developed member. Delko was in the water also getting hot, muddy and sticky, so when he got back to the lab he decided he’d better take a shower. As the hot water poured over him the picture of Caine in those wet pants shot through his mind and caused him to become aroused. The camera then zoomed in on Eric as he took his penis in his hand and slowly began to work on his hard erection calling out Caine’s name as he reached his orgasm.

The voice spoke again: “That was some show wasn’t it, Delko? Did you repeat the performance with Horatio, with him doing the manipulation of your cock?”

Eric’s mind couldn’t help but go back to that night when he joined Horatio in the shower. As soon as they were under the hot steamy water, Caine pulled his young lover into his arms and gave him a hot, passionate kiss while his hands explored his young, taunt body. Finding Eric’s erect penis, Caine began to slowly squeeze the engorged organ taking his time, and all the while exploring his body with sweet kisses. Before long Delko found himself for the second time that day, having an orgasm in a shower. Then Caine turned him to face the wall and using the soap as lubricant, he prepared the handsome Cuban, then very slowly entered his body and with hard, passionate strokes he pumped into his lover until he too reached the heights of paradise.

The laughing voice brought him back to the present “I bet you two had a hot time that night, eh, sweet stuff? Ha, ha, ha. You’ll have to tell me all about it sometimes, but for now this is what I want from you. I want you to contact me at this hot mail address tonight: ‘lovetowatch@hotmail.com’, so we can IM each other. If you fail to do so, I will send this video to the police commissioner. See you later.” With that the screen went blank.

Delko was so caught up in his own thoughts, he didn’t hear the lab assistant from DNA, Joe Walten, enter the room. When Walten said hello to him, Delko almost jumped right off the stool.

“Whoa, Eric, I didn’t mean to scare ya. I didn’t realize you were so engrossed with that computer.”

“That’s okay, Joe.”

“Your computer broke at home or something that you had to use this one?”

“Well, if you have to know, I forgot to send a couple of emails this morning and thought I’d better do it before things get crazy around here like they usually do.”

“Hey, I didn’t mean to pry. I was just making conversation.”

Something about this man always made Delko feel uneasy. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but there was something odd about Walten. He was about to answer the lab tech, when Caine popped his head into the room.

“There you are, Eric! I was down in fingerprinting looking for you.”

“Sorry, H, I decided I needed an orange juice before I got down to business.”

Walten threw Delko a puzzled look. Why didn’t he want to tell the boss he was on the computer? Delko realizing Caine saw the puzzled look and knowing he’d gotten caught in a lie, decided to add that he was also using the computer to send a few emails he had forgotten to send this morning.

It was time for Caine to give Delko a puzzled look of his own. He knew for a fact that his Brat had answered all his emails because Eric had told him so over breakfast, but he decided not to bring that fact up in front of Joe.

“Well if I can tear you away from your personal project, I’d like to see the fingerprint report please.” There was a slight touch of reprimand in Caine’s voice that both Delko and Walten picked up on.

With eyes downcast Eric answered, “Okay, H, I’m on my way. Just let me grab the orange juice.”

With a tiny smile on his face, Caine closed the door behind him and made his way down the hall.

“I think you’re in trouble, Eric,” Walten said with a smirk on his face.

“Ya, looks like I’m lined up for a lecture on priorities.”

“Gee, Eric, I don’t why you felt you had to lie to the boss about using the computer. I wouldn’t have squealed on you.”

“I know, Joe. Thanks, but you know H. He has a second sense about everything, so he’d figure out I was lying sooner or later. I figured it was better to admit to doing personal stuff on company time now before he confronted me with it.”

“Ya, I guess you’re right about that and about Caine’s second sight. I mean I couldn’t lie to him either. I mean I just look into those deep blue eyes and I get weak in the knees.”

“What!”

“Oh come on, Eric. You’ve got to admit that Horatio Caine is hot!”

Delko felt a twinge of jealousy creeping up but did his best to control it. After all it was only his shift team that knew about he and Horatio and he wanted to keep it that way, so he tried to keep his voice light as he replied. “Are you trying to tell me you’ve got the hots for our boss?”

“You could say that. Come on, Delko! Don’t look so shocked. I’m an openly admitted gay man and when I see someone who’s hot, I’m not afraid to express my opinion. I know you being a straight guy who’s probably never looked at Caine the way I do, but that man has eyes as blue as the waters of Miami and hair as red as a Miami sunset. And the way he fills out those suit pants makes me want to cream.”

Delko gave a low chuckle as he thought to himself, ‘Oh yeah, I noticed,’ but all he said was, “Did you ever tell Horatio that?”

“Hell no! He’s my boss! It would seem like I was just sucking up, if you’ll excuse the pun, but if I ever become his superior, look out!”

“You’re a real romantic, Joe.”

“Aren’t I though. You better get going, Delko. You don’t want Caine to come back again looking for you.”

“You’re so right, Joe. See you later!” and with those parting words, Delko made his way to the fingerprint lab.

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Caine took the time waiting for his Brat to try and figure out why he lied to him. That wasn’t something Eric was prone to do, especially since they began their special relationship.

As Delko approached the lab he saw his Top waiting. He took a deep breath and put his most innocent charming smile on his face as he entered the room. Blue eyes made contact with brown as Delko reached behind Caine for his lab coat.

“I’ll get right to work, H. If there’s no complications, I should have the results for you in the next couple of hours.”

“Fine, Eric, but that’s not why I’m here. I wanted to discuss what happened in the staff room.”

“What me getting an orange juice before work? We were all out at home, you know that.”

“That’s not what I’m talking about, Kiddo, and you know it, so cut out the innocent act.”

“Ah…ah…you mean how I neglected to tell you I was also using the computer.”

“Not exactly. I mean that you were trying to cover up the fact that you used the computer. When you saw me notice the puzzled look on Walten’s face and that you didn’t have an orange juice in your hand, you came to the conclusion that you’d better fill in some facts.”

“You’re right, H. I’m sorry. I just wasn’t thinking.”

“Well, Kiddo, when we get home I’m going to give you something to really think about. Now get to work, you already wasted enough time.”

“H, please, I’m sorry. Listen, if you mean what I think you mean, can we get it over with now? I don’t think I’ll be able to concentrate on my work with the thought of what’s waiting for me when I get home.”

“Are you sure you want your discipline carried out here?”

With downcast eyes Delko nodded in the affirmative.

“All right. Leave your lab coat and follow me.”

With eyes still downcast, Delko followed Caine into the bowels of the building until they reached a remote storage room that was no longer in use. Caine brushed off a few cobwebs that hung over the wooded crates, then making sure the door was secure, he sat down on one of the crates and ordered his Brat to come stand before him.

Caine undid the button and pulled down the zipper of Delko’s white Kagees, then in one movement pulled down the pants and under shorts. He then told Delko to lay over his lap.

Eric was shaking all over because this was the first time he was getting disciplined by his Top for breaking one of the major rules. The first time he got spanked was to make him realize what kind of relationship he’d be getting into with Caine, and although the slaps stung, he knew H was holding back. The second time he got spanked it was done to protect him from his father’s belt. Once again he was sure Caine held back. But he knew this time there would be no holding back and he was proven right by the contact of hand to skin.

Horatio Caine lifted his right hand high and came down on Delko’s left bottom cheek with full force. A loud smack was followed very closely by a loud scream. After only six smacks Delko’s olive skin had a red hue to it. As Caine spanked him, he asked his Brat if he knew why he was being punished.

Through tears and moans Delko answered his Top, “Because…owww…owwww, because I covered up the fact of what I was really doing in the staff room which in essence was a lie. Owww….owwww. Oh H…I’m sorry…..I’m sorry, owww…owww…I won’t do anything like that again…owww…I promise and I’m really sorry!”

“Are you really?”

“Yes….yes!” Delko said through his tears and pain.

“Fine, I think you really are and I think you now realize the consequences of lying.” Caine stopped the spanking and with gentle hands lifted his Brat to his feet, then pulled him onto his lap and held him close to his chest. Delko was still crying huge sobs but now wrapped up in his Top’s arms, the sobs soon evaporated. Caine kept rubbing Delko’s back while at the same time rocking him back and forth until Eric felt safe and forgiven.

“Okay, Kiddo, it’s all over now, all is forgiven and it’s in the past. I love you, Eric.”

“Oh, H, I love you too and I promise that won’t happen again.”

The two kissed for a few moments then Caine slipped Delko off his lap.

“Okay, time to get back to work. Here, wash your face.” Caine handed his Brat a wet one and after the tears were washed away, Delko bent down to pull his shorts and pants back on. He winced as material met sensitive skin.

“Still a little sore, eh?” Caine asked.

Delko managed a smile as he answered his Top. “Ya, a little. You sure pack a wallop.”

“You’re a tough kid, you can handle it.”

“I hope so.” Eric hesitated before he asked the next question. He didn’t want to open up old wounds but he had to know. “Ah H,… did you hit Speed that hard? If you don’t want to answer, I’ll understand.”

To Delko’s pleasant surprise, Caine began to chuckle. “I sure did, maybe even harder. When I discipline my Brat I want him to know I mean business.”

Rubbing his sore bottom, Delko replied: “Well there’s no doubt in my mind you got your message across. Hey, H, I think I’ll go to one of those Elvis Presley gift shops and get you a necklace to wear that has the famous Elvis charm on it TCB. You know, ‘Taking Care of Business’.”

Caine laughed out loud at Delko’s teasing which lead him to realize that Delko was very quick to bounce back after the discipline. He didn’t sulk like Speed tended to do, which was another pleasant surprise he was happy to find out about his Brat. Before leaving the storage room, Caine once again pulled Delko into his arms for a hot passionate kiss which spoke volumes of there would be more where that came from when they got home.

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When Delko finally settled down to work things moved at a smooth pace. He was very good at his job and it showed in the quality work he put out. Every once in awhile when he was waiting for results to be printed out, a small thought kept creeping into his mind, about not telling Horatio about the ‘Peeping Tom’ email. He convinced himself this was a different situation than the incident in the staff room. By not telling his Top about this, it was sheltering Caine from taking on more stress than necessary. Besides, Delko convinced himself, he’d have it all figured out before it got too out of hand.

The final test was being performed when CSI’s top ballistic specialist, Calleigh Duquesne, stuck her head in the room. “Staff meeting in five minutes in H’s office, Eric.”

“What’s it about, do you know?”

“Not sure. Wolfe said something about a double homicide just being discovered.”

“Oh shit, does that mean we may have to work late?”

“Maybe so.”

“I can’t work late tonight, Calleigh, I have serious plans.”

“Hey, Sweetie, we all have plans but you know work comes first, and besides Horatio will be working late too, so whatever serious plans you had couldn’t happen anyway.” There was a teasing look in her green eyes as she spoke to Delko, who for his part blushed deeply.

“No, Calleigh, you don’t understand. This has nothing to do with H, although I like how you think. Something has come up that I just can’t put off.”

The blond CSI heard fear in her young colleague’s voice and she suddenly became very serious. “Eric, what’s going on and are you keeping this from Horatio?”

“I can’t talk about it right now, but I may need your help later. So for now, let’s just keep it between us two, please?”

“Whatever it is, is it putting anyone’s life in danger?”

“No, nothing like that, I promise. Now let’s get to the meeting.”

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The rest of the team was already in Caine’s office, when the Eric and Calleigh walked in.

“Thanks for joining us,” Caine spoke as they made themselves comfortable.

“You’re welcome,” Calleigh smiled as she reached for a muffin in the box on Caine’s desk.

Caine smiled at Calleigh’s moxy. “Okay, you two didn’t miss much. There was a double homicide this afternoon, and one of the victims was the son of a Miami-Dade police detective, so the Chief has given us the assignment. Shift B will take over the Ramsey case, so pass on your evidence to them. The scene is a mess so, people, plan on some long days and late nights starting right now.”

Delko’s fear of having to work late began to show in his body language. He began to squirm around on his chair and kept clearing his throat.

“Do you have something to say, Eric?”

“Uh, well, I was wondering why you’re giving in to the top brass pressure by taking over this case. I mean, the other shifts are just as competent as us, aren’t they?”

“Yes they are, Eric, and for your information, I didn’t buckle-in to pressure. I asked for the assignment because the policemen’s son was my brother’s Godson. Does that answer your question?”

Delko blushed at the tone of reprimand in Caine’s voice and hoped the others didn’t pick it up. “I’m sorry, H. I didn’t know it was personal. Of course we should take the case.”

Caine got up from behind his desk to stand in front of his young Brat and, with a rare show of affection in front of his team, bent down and kissed him on the forehead.

“Okay, Kiddo, now that you understand we can move on. Besides, not taking anything away from the other teams, we are the best, aren’t we?”

Everyone laughed at Caine’s remark and all were smiling at Caine’s sign of affection for the young Cuban. Everyone except the newest member of the team, Ryan Wolfe, who turned his head and rolled his eyes in disgust.

Caine continued to speak, “Okay, here are everyone’s assignments. Eric, Ryan, I want you to go the scene right now to gather fingerprints and trace evidence. Calleigh, start running ballistics on the various bullets that were found and of course, Alexx, I want the results of the autopsies as soon as you have them completed. Thank you, people!”

“Where are you going to be, Boss?” Wolfe asked Caine as everyone got up and began leaving the room.

“Along with Detective Salas, I’m going over the William’s home to offer my condolences and ask a few questions. I know it’s been along day for everyone and now I’m asking you to work late, but just hang in there, okay? Now take off.”

They all began to leave when Caine asked Delko to remain behind for a minute.

“I’m sorry our plans are ruined, Kiddo, but I’ll make it up to you when we get home, I promise.”

“Mmm, okay, but what about a kiss to keep me going until then.”

Caine smiled as he pulled Delko into his arms. They kissed long and hard for a few seconds. Delko opened his mouth to allow Caine’s tongue to enter. As their tongues intertwined, Delko placed a hand between them to take a hold of Caine’s penis. He received the reaction he was looking for. In no time at all Caine began to grow and a groan escaped deep from his throat.

He suddenly pulled away from Delko with a wicked smile on his face. “Oh, I see what you’re trying to accomplish here, kiddo. You think if you got me hot, I’d change my mind about us working late. Sorry, but I have more control than that, so keep your hot little hands to yourself and get to work.”

With a twinkle in his eye, Delko left the office and after stopping at the lab to get his kit, he went to meet Wolfe in the parking garage.

He had to think of a way he could get away for a short time so he could contact ‘Peeping Tom’. When he noticed Wolfe was in the driver side of the Hummer, it came to him.

“Hey, Ryan, I’m going to take my own car to the scene and that way when I’m done there, I can go straight home.”

“Aren’t you coming back to the lab to process the prints?”

“No. By that time the B shift will be using the equipment, so I’ll have a better chance in the morning. Besides, fingerprints don’t disintegrate or anything so it will be all right.”

Wolfe didn’t reply but after giving Delco a disgusting look, he nodded then left for the scene.

Delko looked at his watch, it was now 5:30 pm, that would give him plenty of time to run to the apartment, contact this maniac and still make it to the scene in plenty of time. So with a solid plan in his head, Delko got in his car and headed for his place. What he wasn’t aware of was that he was being watched by a pair of dark, sinister eyes.

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Delko broke record time getting to the condo. He grabbed an apple off the counter and began munching on the delicious fruit as he logged on. Then as instructed he contacted ‘Peeping Tom’ through the hot mail account. In mere seconds Tom came on.

PT: Hi, Eric.

ED: WHAT DO YOU WANT?

PT: Impatient, aren’t you?

ED: I don’t have much time. I have to get back to work.

PT: Oh yes, the Williams homicide.

ED: How do you know that?

PT: I know everything, my dear boy. Now on to your main question, what do I want? I want you!

ED: GO TO HELL!

PT: I’ve already been there, thanks to you. Now may I continue? I want you, but I know I can’t have you because you belong to Horatio so I’ll be patient and settle for peeping in on your life.

ED: How did you figure out we were together?

PT: Well, I was at your parents’ anniversary party. I crashed it as a matter of fact. I watched with amusement that little scene on the dance floor when you tried to get Horatio to dance with you. Remember that picture I sent you showing you in a intimate embrace with your boss? I really got lucky when you put on that show in the shower. I had just put the camera in there to see your naked body. Witnessing your excitement when you thought about Horatio, was an added bonus.

ED: WHO ARE YOU?

PT: Patience, my dear boy, patience. I will reveal my identity in due time, on my terms and timetable. Now back at the question at hand, what do I want from you? Well, my dear boy, I want you to compose an essay for me entitled ‘THE NIGHT HORATIO CAINE TOOK MY VIRGINITY’.

ED: WHAT ARE YOU CRAZY? NO WAY!

PT: You don’t know how crazy I am. But that’s another story all together. If you don’t do this for me within the next 24 hours I will reveal to your lover all that I’ve been up to, and I don’t think you want that, now do you?

ED: You know I don’t. I don’t want to do the essay, but I guess you give me no choice.

PT: You’re right on that one. Now I know you have to go to work so I will sign off in deep anticipation of your essay and remember, my dear boy, I want every detail; how it felt, how you felt, the whole ball of wax. If I even suspect you left out anything, you will suffer the consequences.

SIGNING OFF

He didn’t give Delko any time to reply. He just left the young man alone with his thoughts. Delko looked at his watch as he shut his system down. 6:00 pm, perfect. He still had plenty of time to get to the scene. Grabbing another apple from the bowl he ran out the door. As he drove to the crime scene, he thought about the clues the stalker inadvertently left him. He said he had been to hell. That may have been a prison term. He also said he was at the anniversary party and he had access to the Miami-Dade Police Headquarters. So he made plans for first thing in the morning. He would get the security tapes from the building, call his sister for the video of the anniversary party and go over his old files to see if he can get any clues as to whom he may have pissed off in the past. Formulizing a plan made Delko feel a lot better. He felt he was gaining a little control over the situation.

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Things went smoothly at the crime scene. Woolfe had only captured a quarter of the Trace evidence when Delko arrived so he wasn’t too far behind. Woolfe didn’t ask Delko what took him so long to get the scene because he figured it was none of his business, especially since Delko was intimately involved with the boss.

Caine arrived around 8:00 pm. The two CSI’s were about to rap things up. They waited for Caine to go over the crime scene himself in case something was missed. Caine had the uncanny ability to see things others would overlook or miss.

“Mr. Woolfe, did you notice the blood smear on the foot of the bed rest?”

Delko smirked despite himself. Woolfe always acted like he was perfect and that he knew everything. For Caine to pick up on something he forgot must be an ego bruiser.

“No, Boss, I’m sorry to say I missed that. Thanks for catching it for me.”

“No problem, Ryan.”

‘Brown noser!’ Delko thought to himself as he processed his notes.

“Okay, everything else looks good. See you gentlemen back at the lab.”

Woolfe looked over at Delko, who cleared his throat in a nervous gesture before he began to speak.

“Oh, H….I wasn’t planning on going back to the lab tonight because B shift will probably be using my equipment. I was going to start first thing in the morning.”

“Oh really, Eric, and what about Mr. Woolfe here? He was planning on going back. Won’t B shift be using his equipment as well?”

It was Woolfe’s turn to smirk at Delko finding himself in the hot seat.

“No, H, because B shift works differently than us. They hold back on Trace until all the fingerprint evidence is analyzed, then they do the trace. Not like us who do all the evidence analyzes together.”

“How do you know this, my little fountain of information?”

“Remember, I worked on B shift last year when Roberts hurt himself.”

“Oh yeah. How could I have forgotten that? You were so tired and cranky from working double shifts. Speedle became so fed up one day that he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. Then, amid great protest and screams from you, he carried out you of the lab, down the hall and into the sick room where he placed you in bed and threatened you with bodily harm if you didn’t get some sleep.”

Delko began to laugh. “Ya, he told me if I tried to get up, he’d handcuff me to the bed.”

“Ha, ha. Okay, but although you can’t do fingerprinting I’m sure you can make yourself useful somewhere else. Helping Ryan for example.”

Delko had to think fast. If he had to work tonight and again in the morning he wouldn’t have time to do that damn essay.

“H, I’d just be in the way. I don’t know enough about trace analysis to be of any help to Ryan and you know Calleigh, she likes to work on her own, and I sure as hell can’t help Alexx, unless you want me to help Detective Salas or you in gathering info?”

Delko held his breath as he waited for Caine’s reply. He figured he had covered all the bases with his co-workers and he knew it was highly unlikely Caine would ask him to help Salas. He knew it would be to much of a distraction for he and Caine to work to closely together tonight after what Caine had promised he’s get when they got home.

“Okay, I guess you can go home, but I want you back at the lab as soon as B shift is over in the morning. Mr. Woolfe, would you be so kind as to take Mr. Delko’s evidence back with you to the lab?”

“No problem, H.”

“Okay, Kiddo, you’re free to go. But remember, Eric, 7:00 am sharp or else!”

Delko knew what ‘or else’ meant as he assured Caine he would be there on time.

“Eric.”

“Yes?”

“Put the coffee on before you leave for work. I’ll be coming home for a quick cleanup and nap in the morning.”

“No problem, H.” Then after a quick kiss, Eric left the scene for home.

When Delko got home, he made himself a snack consisting of a sandwich and a glass of chocolate milk then sat down at the computer and started telling this sick, perverted person about the most special , wonderful, intimated night of his life.

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Logging on, he took a few minutes to compose his thoughts. Then he began.

TO: LOVE TO WATCH@HOTMAIL.COM

FROM: ERIC DELKO

SUBJECT: HORATIO AND I

MESSAGE:

I was very nervous because I didn’t want to disappoint Horatio. I wanted him so much. Horatio was so patient with me. He carried me into the bedroom, stripped me, and placed me on the bed. He asked me to get on all fours and with gentle care he placed a lubricated finger inside me. He took his time and after a few minutes his first finger was joined by a second so he could stretch me some more, but when I moaned he realized he was moving to fast and removed himself. With comforting words he calmed me down. I felt really bad that I was being such a baby and I begged him to try again and I reassured him I would do my best to relax my rectal muscles.

Horatio, replaced just one finger inside me and kept it there longer than he did the first time before he inserted a second finger. Then finally he placed a third finger in. He began to move his fingers in and out until he felt I was ready for him.

He then lubricated his erect penis and began to push inside me, but he’s really big and it hurt. I cried out and he pulled part way out, waited a few seconds then gentle began to insert himself again. To help me forget my discomfort, he placed a hand on my penis and began to stroke me until I was fully erect. God, it felt so good to have Caine’s hand on me and his penis inside me. Suddenly I felt more pressure and then I felt a pop and knew I had been completely breached. It was sheer ecstasy. He went in deep enough that he was stimulating my prostate. Caine kept pulling on me with his hand until I couldn’t stand it any longer and I had a hard beautiful orgasm. Then a few moments later, Caine increased his pumping and for the first time I felt semen inside me. It was the most perfect, loving moment I’ve ever experienced. He gently pulled out of me and rolled me into his arms where, after some deep kisses, it was all over. The End

Okay, Tom, I hope that’s good enough for you because that’s the best you’re going to get. I hope that satisfies your sick curiosity. NOW PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE!

Delko looked over the message then hit send. It wasn’t until his computer was off that he was aware that tears were streaming down his face and his stomach was churning. He never wanted to share that private moment with anyone and to have to share it this way made him sick to his stomach. He barely made it to the bathroom before he lost his snack. When he was sure he was finished, he cleaned himself off and went to bed. He set the alarm clock for five am so he could check if he got a reply before work, then holding Caine’s pillow next to his body, he felt the tears coming once more and he cried himself to sleep.

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Delko moaned when the alarm went off. He felt he had only slept a few hours. He almost hit the snooze button but wisely decided against that. He jumped out of bed, took a shower and got dressed. He ate a quick breakfast of cold cereal then made himself some Cuban coffee. With some hesitation he then walked over the computer and turned in on. Within seconds he heard ‘YOU’VE GOT MAIL’. With shaky hands he clicked on message to read the following:

‘Oh, my dear Eric, what a beautiful story. It got me so hot I had to masturbate. I’m glad Horatio was gentle with you. It sounds like he is an excellent lover. Now I know you’re going to be busy over the next few days with that messy murder, but I’ll be in touch because, my dear boy, I’m far from being done with you. Bye, bye!’

“Bastard” Delko swore to himself as he shut the computer down and made his way to the bathroom to brush his teeth and get dressed. ‘Okay, Eric, you better start putting your plan into action, but you know you can’t do it alone so you better take Calleigh into your confidence and ask for her help.’

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By six am, he was out the door. The last thing he did was fix Horatio’s special coffee and set the automatic coffee maker to come on at 7:15. It would stay hot for one hour then shut itself off. He got to the lab at 6:15 and went directly into ballistics to look for Calleigh and asked her to take a break.

“Come on, Calleigh. I’ll buy you a cup of coffee. I have something to discuss with you before I get to work.”

“I knew something was up, you never get to work this early.”

“Please, Calleigh, it’s very important!”

Hearing the tension in Delko’s voice, Calleigh agreed to stop what she was doing and followed him down the hall. Delko went into the staff room to get them their coffee then led the way out into an interrogation room, because what he wanted to discuss with her needed the utmost privacy. He didn’t want to be in the middle of it and have someone interrupt them.

After a few sips of coffee and some small talk, Delko delved into the reason he wanted to speak to his colleague. He went over every detail of what ‘Peeping Tom’ was doing, leaving nothing out. Calleigh sat in stunned silence and noticed the look of fear in Delko’s eyes as he spoke. She also noticed his hands were shaking when he lifted his cup to his lips. When he was finished, Delko turned his eyes to the floor and waited for Calleigh’s response.

The blond CSI got up from her seat across from Delko and moved over to the chair next to him. With deep concern she took him into her arms as a sign of support and comfort. That’s all it took. Eric couldn’t hold back the tears any longer and with his head on her shoulder he broke down in tears. Calleigh held him close and gently rubbed his back until he had gained enough composure to pull away. He looked directly into her green eyes and asked, “Will you help me catch this man, please?”

“Are you sure it’s a man?”

Delko was thrown by that question. It never occurred to him that his stalker could be a woman, but with the disguised voice it was hard to tell.

“No, I’m not sure but Tom told me after he read the story he masturbated.”

“Come on, Eric, that doesn’t mean it was a man. Woman masturbate too, you know, or she may have said that to throw you off the track and make you think she was a man.”

“Okay, you’re right! But for now I’m going to assume Tom is a man and he has to be stopped.”

“Why don’t you ask Horatio to help you?”

“Calleigh, he doesn’t know about this and I don’t want to tell him, not yet anyway. He has so much to worry about and besides I want to show him I can handle something like this on my own. I’m a good cop you know.”

“Eric, I hate doing things behind Horatio’s back, but I understand your reasoning and I’ll help you under one condition. If things get more serious, or if yours or Horatio’s life is put in harms way, you’ll tell him the whole thing.”

“Agreed! And thank you, Calleigh, you’re a true friend.”

“I know. So what do you want me to do?

“Could you get the security tapes for the past month or so and take a look at them and see if anyone looks suspicious or out of place. I’ll get the video of the anniversary party from my sister and take a look at it, then we can get together and compare notes. I’m also going to go over my old case files to see if anything pops up.”

“Sounds like a plan. I’ll get the tapes on my way home.” Looking at her watch she told Eric it was 6:50. The two left the room and made their way to the staff room, where they bumped into Caine.

“Hey, Eric, you’re actually here early. I’m very proud of you.”

“Thanks, Horatio.” Eric beamed as he walked over to his Top for a hug. Caine noticed Delko’s red eyes. “Hey, Eric, why are your eyes so red? Have you been crying?”

“No, H. I just didn’t sleep that well last night. I hated sleeping along and I missed you.”

Caine looked over at a smiling Calleigh and felt himself turning a light shade of red.

“Okay, Smarty, get to work! Calleigh, I want you to go home for a few hours shut eye.”

“On my way, Boss.”

Putting his attention back on Eric, Caine reached out and caressed his cheek. “I probably won’t sleep that good in our empty bed either.”

Delko gave his Top a soft kiss on the cheek. “That coffee won’t help either, you know.”

“Ya, you’re right. I’ll shut off the machine and reheat it when I get up. When I’m sipping it, I’ll think of you.”

Delko gave his Top a mischievous look. “Why don’t you suck it through a straw, that will really make you think of me.”

Caine faked shock at his Brat’s play on words then burst out laughing. He gave Delco a loving swat on the ass and told him to get to work.

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It took a little bit of flirting and a lot of Southern charm, but Calleigh Duquesne finally talked the head of security out of the tapes. To make sure he didn’t tell Horatio about her taking the tapes, she had to tell him she was trying to win a bet, and asked him to keep her secret. He agreed.

Being a person who had to unwind when she got home from work, the tapes were a perfect diversion. After making herself a decaffeinated tea, along with some microwave popcorn, she began to watch the security tapes. There was a lot she could fast forward, but when she got to a face she didn’t recognize she took note of the time frame and the point at which the information was found. She found four people who she didn’t recognize, three men and one woman. As she shut off the equipment and made her way to bed, she wondered if Eric would find any of these faces in the anniversary video.

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While the rest of Caine’s team was home in bed catching a few hours sleep, Delko was busy processing the many fingerprints he took from the crime scene last night. He eliminated the ones that were from the residence and after a few hours of running the other prints on COTUS he came up with three matches of know criminals. Caine would be pleased.

He was printing out the results when a Miami-Dade police officer entered the room with a package.

“Officer Delko, this here package is for you, sir. It’s been run through security so it’s safe to open.”

“Thanks, buddy, who is it from?”

“There’s no return address so your guess is as good as mine. Maybe it’s from one of your many women friends eh, Delko?”

“You never know, Pete. I guess there’s only one way to find out. Thanks for bringing it up.”

“No problem. I had to come up here anyway. I hope it’s a pleasant surprise.”

Alone once more, Delko examined the package. It didn’t weigh that much and he heard a tiny shifting sound when he shook it. He placed it on the lab table and grabbing a pair of scissors, he cautiously cut off the brown paper to find a box wrapped in blue paper with red hearts. “Damn” he scolded himself for being so careless, he should be wearing gloves, so before he continued unwrapping the gift, he slipped a pair of latex gloves on his hands then picking up the scissors once more, he slowly undid the ribbon and tape hiding the surprise inside. It was a box of candied cherries, and instantly Delko knew whom it was from. There was also a note attached.

‘I so enjoyed your story I decided to send you a little token of my appreciation and I also wanted to tell you what your next mission is going to be. I so enjoyed reading about you and Horatio making love, I decided I’d love to see in for myself, so my dear Eric, this is what I want you to do. Take this small hidden camera that I have included with the candy, and place it in a strategic place in your bedroom so I will be able to witness first hand you and your lover making sweet love. Since I can’t have you myself, I wish to see what I’m missing. You have 48 hours to plant the camera and put on a show for me. If in 48 hours the images from the camera aren’t downloaded into my system, Mr. Horatio Caine will receive some pictures of you cheating on him with Mr. Woolfe. You and I know the pictures are false but I am so good at altering images that Horatio will never be able to tell the difference. If you doubt my talent, I have sent you a copy of my art by email. Check it out. Your Secret Admirer, Tom.

“Son of a Bitch!” Delko screamed as he pounded the desk with his fist.

A large knot of fear began forming in his stomach. He had to find this guy before the 48 hours were up because there is no way he was going to plant that camera in the bedroom. Caine would never forgive him, but then again he would never forgive him for cheating either even if it weren’t true. What was that old saying? A picture speaks a thousand words. He knew it was probably a waste of time, but he checked the paper, the package and its contents for fingerprints but as suspected, none were found. On the brown paper that covered the gift the only fingerprints he found were the postal employee, the security guard, the police officer’s and his own.

He looked at his watch and noticed it was almost eleven am. The rest of his team would probably be coming in at any minute, so before time ran out on him, he slipped into Caine’s office to check his email. As promised there was a picture of him and Ryan in a very compromising position. Delko was sitting in a corner chair and Woolfe was kneeling between his legs with Delko’s penis in his mouth.

“Oh my God!” he cried. “If Horatio saw this it would be all over between us.” It would just break his heart not to mention bringing Eric’s world crashing down. After deleting the picture, Delko called his sister to ask for a copy of the anniversary tape. She agreed to drop it off to him at the lab this afternoon. He then turned his attention to his old case files and sent a few that sounded like possibilities to his own computer at home. He also took a chance that Calleigh was up and still at her apartment. After three rings he heard that sweet southern accent.

“Hi, there.”

“Hi, Calleigh, it’s Eric. I just received another message from my stalker and it’s awful. How did you do on those security tapes?”

“I have a few faces that look out of place. I took notes but I’m also going to take them to our friends in the lab who are specialists in this sort of thing and get them to print off the pictures as well.”

“That’s great, Calleigh, but aren’t they going to be suspicious of why you’re doing that?”

“You let me worry about that. Now, Eric, I can hear real anxiety in your voice, so if you don’t want Horatio to suspect anything, you better get a hold of your emotions, all right!”

“You’re absolutely right, Calleigh. I think I’ll go for a run at the Academy track. That always calms me down. See you when you get in.”

“You got it, sweetie. See you later.”

Delko hung up, grabbed his sweats and went off for a run. He decided to shower at the Academy because he didn’t trust that shower at work anymore. He just finished pulling into his parking spot when Horatio got back to work.

“Hi, Kiddo, where have you been?”

“I went for a run to get the kinks out.”

“That makes sense. Any progress on the prints?”

“Yeah, I think you’ll be pleased to find I found a few suspects in the bunch. The report is on your desk.”

“I knew I could count on you. And, Eric, I missed lying next to you so tonight we go to bed together, agreed?”

“Oh, H, you better believe I agree.” Delko hesitated for a second before he continued. “H, you know how much I love you right, and that I would never do anything to jeopardize our relationship.”

Caine, seeing tears forming in his young Brat’s eyes, took him in his arms.

“Eric, what’s wrong? Why are you bringing this up?”

“I don’t know, H. I just miss you and I’m feeling lonely I guess. I don’t know, I guess I’m looking for reassurance.”

“Baby, listen to me. I love you and that will never change and now that you’re in my life, I’ll never let you go.”

“I wish we could go home right now.”

“Me too, baby, but you know that’s impossible. Don’t worry. No matter how hectic things get today, neither one of us is working tonight.” Caine held him close in his arms and before long Delko began to regain his composure.

“Thanks, H, I love you!”

“I love you, too. Now let’s get to work. The faster we finish, the faster we get home and then I’ll really prove to you how much I love you.”

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As they arrived home, Caine noticed Delko carrying in a package

“What you got there kiddo?”

“Oh my sister dropped off the video tape of the anniversary and she wants me to go over it and see if it’s good enough to make extra copies of for all the relatives. You know my sister, everything has to be perfect, even a video, so I promised I’d watch it tonight before I go to bed so I can get back to her first thing in the morning, you don’t mind do you”

“No it might be fun to take a look back on the more pleasant things that happened that night”

Delko forgot to add that he also had the printed pictures from the security tapes that Calleigh had done up for him. He and Calleigh had studied them over lunch and Eric although a couple of the faces looked familiar he couldn’t quite put his finger on exactly why.

After dinner Caine and Delko settled down on the sofa and began to watch the video. Eric studied in very closely. He laughed as he watched his aunt putting a move on one the his parents neighbors, and he blushed as he took notice how that brunette from down the street had grabbed his ass while they were dancing. Tears of love and joy came to his eyes as he listened to himself make that speech and boredom overtook him as he watched person after person get up and say practically the same thing over and over again. All the while he was doing this he was also studying, the faces in the crown and was about to give up and tell Horatio to turn it off, when one face jumped out at him. It was the same face that Calleigh captured in the security tapes. His heart began to pound in his chest and his breathing became heavy. “Oh my God who is that” he thought to himself. “I have to look at those case files as soon as possible to see if that person was in there as well”

Horatio noticing Delko was starting to act nervous asked him “What’s wrong Eric?”

“Nothing H, I was just getting nervous at he thought of maybe that guy caught you and me dancing, but I guess he didn’t thank God” With deep guilt another thought passed through Delko’s head “ Damn every time he opened his mouth to answer Horatio’s questions another lie came out, this is turning into a deep mess of trouble.”

Horatio took Delko’s face in his hands and captured his lips. He then pulled him onto his lap and held him close while the two kissed and fondled each other. Delko moaned in deep pleasure as Caine’s hand found its way between Delko’s legs and with great skill began to rub him into stimulation. Delko could also feel Caine becoming aroused as well. He jumped off Caine’s lap and pulled him to his feet, Hand in hand they walked down the hallway to their bedroom

Horatio slowly unbuttoned Eric’s shirt and let the silk material slide off the lean muscular shouders. He leaned in and kissed an erect dark nipple. His tongue nipping at it for a few seconds, then he moved on to the other. Delko moaned in ecstasy and took Caine’s hair in his hands and entwined it between his fingers.

At the same time Caine worked on Delko’s nipples his hands worked on the young Cubans’ belt and pants. Delko let out a squeal as he felt Caine’s hand wrap around his penis. Horatio pulled his mouth off Delko’s nipple and fell to his knees and took him into his mouth. Delko feeling pure pleasure began to move his hips to push his engorged member deeper into Caine’s mouth. Within minutes he felt his release coming and grabbed a hold of Caine’s shoulders as he came inside his Tops mouth.

Caine stood up and as blue eyes met brown, he said “I want to be inside you”

Tasting himself on Caine’s lips, Eric pulled the lube off the nightstand and handed it over. He then placed himself in the middle of the bed and watched with pure joy as Caine rubbed the lubricant all over his erect member. Caine then joined his young Brat on the bed. He grabbed Delko’s ankles, placed them on his shoulders and after preparing him with his fingers, he then entered Delko with hard, powerful strokes. Bending over to take Delko’s tongue in his mouth, Caine continued to pump into Delko. With every downward thrust, Delko would move his pelvis off the mattress so he could thrust upward causing both men to groan with pleasure. Finally the end was near. The friction of Caine’s body on Delko’s caused him to become aroused once more and before long he and Caine both exploded. With a sweat soaked body, Caine collapsed on top of his lover to regain his breath. He then slowly pulled out and lay down on his back looking up at the ceiling with a giant grin on his face. Delko moved to put his head on Caine’s shoulder and wrapped up in the secure arms of his Top he soon fell asleep.

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The two had been asleep for about four hours when the nightmare began. Delko dreamt that Peeping Tom was in their bedroom watching them make love and cheering them on. He then heard the stalker state in that disguised voice, “Oh Horatio you’re good but I think our dear Eric prefers how Mr. Woolfe fucks him don’t you Eric? Delko looks into the hurting eyes of Caine and his face suddenly turns into Ryans and Tom forces Horatio to watch and saying “ See Horatio how he’s really enjoying himself, he’s a real little slut isn’t he. If you don’t want him anymore I’ll take him off your hands” Then he hears the crying voice of Caine stating “TAKE HIM TOM HE’S ALL YOURS!!” Then before his eyes, Ryan’s face turns into Tom’s. Delko is so afraid he feels like he’s going to wet himself. He begins to moan and cry out: NO….NO….PLEASE…NO….!!!!!” then with one final scream he wakes up in a cold sweat and with the realization he had indeed wet himself.

Delko’s screaming awoke Caine with a start. Delko was sitting up in bed crying like a baby. His whole body was shaking like he had just stepped out of a freezer. Caine went to take him in his arms, but Delko pushed him away.

“No, H. please don’t I’m all wet” Delko then began to cry in earnest. Large sobs raked his body. I’m so sorry…I haven’t done that since I was a boy!”

Caine, pulling what he thought was a sweat soaked blanket off his brat soon began to take notice the slight scent of urine. He then realized Delko was sitting on urine stained sheets. He also witnessed a small trickle of blood seeping from one of Delko’s nostrils.

“Oh baby, it’s okay, don’t worry about it, don’t be embarrassed, things like that happen all the time. Now I want you to stand up and wrap yourself up in the blanket on the chair while I go prepare a hot, soothing bath for you. Caine spoke in a low comforting voice as he helped with the blanket. After he made his Brat comfortable on the chair he entered the bathroom . He filled the tub with hot, soapy water then walked back into the bedroom to retrieve his Brat. Helping him into the tub he made Delko lie back so his head lay on the bath pillow. He also grabbed a couple of Kleenex and wiped away the now dried blood on Eric’s nose and upper lip.

“You soak here for a few minutes while I change the bed, then I’ll be back to wash you off”

Still crying softly with both fear and embarrassment Delko just nodded his head and remained silent.

Caine changed the bed quickly, then grabbed a clean pair of shorts and T-shirt from a chest of drawers. Delko’s tears had turned into soft hiccups but he still remained silent as Caine washed his body. His hands moved with gentle care, making sure every part was taken care of. The alleviate the tension in the room, he made small talk, even managing to get a smile or small chuckle from his brat at one of his stories. Finally the task was done. He helped Delko out of the tub and dried him off with a big fluffy towel. After helping get dressed, he placed an arm around his waist and led him back to bed. Delko flew into his arms as they lay side by side, but still didn’t want to talk about the dream. Caine didn’t know that Delko was trying to think of a senario to tell Caine because as sure as hell he couldn’t tell him what his nightmare was really about. As his mind kept replaying the dream over and over in his mind, he moved into Caine even closer and held him as tightly as he could. Caine for his part, let his brat remain silent, he wouldn’t force the dream out of him until morning. He just allowed him to cling on tightly and before long, Delko was fast asleep once more in his arms.

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Delko woke up around 5:30 am and as per usual slipped quietly out of bed and without bothering to eat he went directly to his computer and entered the files he sent from the lab. He went over every picture again and their case history. On the fourth file he hit pay dirt. A familiar face was staring back at him via a police mug shot. Delko read through the file to refresh him memory.

It was his second case out of the academy, and he was sent along with his fellow divers to look for a body that was allegedly dumped off a yacht off the Miami Coast. Delko along with his partner found the body after six hours of intense diving. When they pulled the body out they discovered it was a 15 year old Cuban boy who they found out after the medical examiners report was raped and tortured. Come to find out he was the victim of a serial killer. Another contact that was made at the scene is that boy could have been Delko’s he looked so much like him. When the head detective of the task force met Delko he was redured speechless. All the young men resembled Delko and after a sketch artist worked his magic and aged some of the victims pictures, they could have sworn they were looking at a recent picture of Eric Delko. The detective wanted to put Delko in protective custody, just in case this killer came to notice Delko and the resemblance to his victims. Delko refused help and went about his daily routine.

After another boy was found in little Havana and a picture of Delko at the crime scene made the front page of the Miami Herald did he start to get love letters and little gifts. With Eric’s help the task force set a trap for the killer who they captured, but because of a plea bargain with the District Attorney instead of life without parole. The killer got life with a chance of parole in 25 years.

Delko then pulled up his current record and found this evil person was set free a month ago because of the new rules that prisons have that state for every year a prisoner is a model citizen that time is taken of his or her sentence time, so his stalker must have been a model prisoner, because parole was granted early.

Okay, now he knew who the person was, he would contact Detective Frank Tripp and fill him in on what has been going on. Maybe he could help set a trap like he did before. This could soon be over. Before closing down he checked his email YOU’VE GOT MAIL seemed to scream out at him once more.

He had a couple of emails from his mom scolding him for not keeping in touch, another was from his sister wondering about the video and of course the third was from the stalker.

“Have you planted the camera yet, can’t wait, time is running down”

Eric wanted to email him back and tell him to Fuck himself but he didn’t want to show his hand so he just stated not yet and then shut down.-

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Over breakfast Horatio asked Eric once again what the dream was about. Eric told him this tale about Caine spanking him at work and everyone being there and laughing at him and then asking if they could have a turn, so Caine let each one of the team spank him. Eric said it really scared him.

Caine looked at his Brat for about ten silence in complete silence then with quiet resolve said “Bull Shit” the dream you had scared you to death, that didn’t sound scary enough to make you wet the bed”

“Are you calling me a liar, H, because if you are I don’t have to sit here and take this, I know what I dreamt and it did scare me bad”

Now Caine knew Delko was lying because he went on the defensive and was trying to start an argument so he didn’t have to face the real problem. Caine wouldn’t give in.

“No, I’m not calling you a liar Eric, I’m just stating there must be more to it than that”

“Well there isn’t now I have to go to work because there’s something I have to check out” Eric grabbed what he thought was his cell phone as he slammed out the door but in essence it was Caine’s. that’s the trouble with identical phones.

Caine just shook his head, that dream really must of shook him up to have him behave like that. He’d have to rectify that type of behavior this evening.

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Caine was on his way to work when his phone rang, not realizing it was Delko’s he went to answer it. A text message came on the screen which read:

PLANT THAT CAMERA TONIGHT I WANT TO SEE YOU AND

H FUCKING EACH OTHERS BRAINS OUT

Caine, with mouth open just stared at the screen then pulled over to the side to make sure he read it right. When he put it back on he noticed the telephone number of the phone come up and it was then he realized he had Delko’s phone.

What in the hell did that message mean, plant what camera and who wants to witness a very intimate moment between he and Delko. After calming himself down he said out loud. “Oh Eric, I don’t know what you’ve gotten yourself into but you’ve kept something very important from me which I won’t tolerate and for that you have to be punished more severely than normal” To put his Brat off his guard he dialed his own phone. Delko answered after the second ring. “Delko here”

“Caine here, Eric. I think you grabbed my phone by mistake this morning when you had your little temper tantrum and stormed out the door, because I just received a text message about a planted camera and watching us in the bedroom, do you know anything about that?”

There was dead silence at the other end of the line, Caine could almost here the wheels turning as Delko was deciding what to tell him. Finally what seemed like five minutes he heard the shaky voice of his Brat “ Uh H, I’m in Frank’s office, if you would like to meet us here, I’ll explain the whole thing”

“Sounds like a plan…be there in ten minutes”

Eric disconnected the line and looked over at Det. Tripp .

“He knows and I’m in deep and I do mean deep trouble!”

“He’s angry is he?” Tripp asked with some amusement

“Oh God is he ever, I could just hear it in his voice”

“You’re going to have trouble sitting down for a few days I think”

“What are you talking about Frank”

“Don’t pretend you’re not in a discipline relationship, I know a Top/Brat relation when I see one, because my dear Eric I’m in one as well. have been since my divorce a couple of years ago”

“You never cease to amaze me Frank, does Horatio know?”

“Hell yeah, he was a major help to me when I came out and told him about my relationship”

“I don’t have to ask if you’re the Top or not because I can’t see you as being anything else”

“You got that right kiddo, and Horatio really helped me set up the rules and guidelines for my Brat and I and so far it’s been working like a dream”

“Is your Brat anyone I know?”

“not that I know of, but enough of that, let’s get back to your problem, after you’ve come clean with Horatio, we’ll work out a plan of action”

“I’m not looking forward to this Frank, I think I really blew it”

“No Horatio loves you, so don’t worry about that part, what you better be worried about is the form of punishment you’re going to get when this is over”

“You don’t think he’ll discipline me right away”

“No because he’ll be to angry and he’d never hit you out of anger, he will also be upset that you didn’t trust him enough to share this with him, so he’ll wait until this is all over and that pervert is back in prison, then he’ll carry out your discipline”

“But I hate waiting so I’ll ask for it now”

“Eric don’t do that to him, I know you can’t stand the waiting, but give him time to cool off, don’t put him in a position where he’ll discipline you in anger because he promised you he’d never do that remember, don’t make him break his promise to you. He’s upset enough as it is understand?!”

“Yes I understand, and you’re right, I won’t put that pressure on him”

Delco’s legs grew weak as he saw the look on Horatio’s face as he entered Frank Tripp’s office. Doomsday was at hand.

Horatio Caine is well-known for his control under stressful situations, but when he spotted Delko, he almost lost it. Pure anger was evident in his eyes as he approached his Brat, who in defense stepped behind Frank Tripp. Blocking Delko’s body, Tripp did his best to calm Delko’s supervisor and Top down.

“I know you’re angry and upset with Eric, Horatio, but remember the advice you gave me awhile back. Don’t strike in anger!”

“I’m not going to hit him, Frank. I know better than that. I just want to shake some sense into him.”

“First you calm down, then we’ll take it from there.”

Caine looked into the fearful eyes of his Brat hiding behind the big Detective and immediately calmed down. He took three deep breaths then sat down on the sofa and motioned for Eric to join him there.

“It’s okay, Kiddo. I promise I’m not going to hurt you. I’m not mad anymore.”

Delko, now reading the familiar calmness in his Top’s voice, came out from behind Tripp and joined Caine on the sofa. He immediately began to cry and apologize at the same time.

“Oh H, I’m so sorry. I though I could take care of this on my own and could prove to you that I’m capable of handling myself in these types of situations, just like Speed did.”

“Eric, you have to stop competing with Speed. He’s no longer with us and he is no longer in my life. You are! I know you are a good cop, but the first rule of being a good cop is having a backup and you went out on your own.”

“Well, I did ask Calleigh to help me get some security tapes.”

“Was she in any danger?”

“Never, H! I wouldn’t do that to her. You know that!”

“Fine…..fine….now I want the whole story from the beginning and don’t leave anything out, young man. Do you hear me?”

Eric just nodded and with tears still glistening in his eyes, he began to tell Horatio the whole story from the first email, the picture, the shower video, the essay, the candy, and the camera and all the threats. “Everything is saved, H, except the dubbed picture of Ryan and I, so if you want to view any of it, go ahead.”

“I just might do that. Oh and by the way, Eric, the nightmare you had last night had something to do with what’s been going on, didn’t it?”

“Yes Sir, it did.”

“So let’s see. You lied to me about the reasons you didn’t want to work late, you lied to me why you went for a run the other morning, you lied to me about the reason you were looking at the anniversary video, and you also lied to me every time I asked you about your emails. Did I leave anything out?”

Delko just shrugged his shoulders as another stream of tears rolled down his face. “I’m so sorry, H, I know I broke one of the rules.”

“Just one rule, Eric? I don’t think so. I think you broke more than one, don’t you?”

“I guess you’re right. What are you going to do about it?”

Ignoring his Brat’s question, he turned his attention to Tripp. “So what do we know about this pervert, Frank?”

Frank Tripp took a folder off his desk and handed it to Caine. This is his jacket, Horatio. His name is David Cannon, but he has many aliases. For example, to get a job with the delivery firm we use, he not only changed his name; he also faked his resume and managed to hide his record from the courier company. That’s how he gained access to this building. No one pays attention to a courier. They can easily go from floor to floor without much attention paid to them. As you can see by reading the file, he became obsessed with Delco a few years ago and just continued where he left off when the bright people who run the parole board granted him early release.”

“Okay, Frank. I’m going to study this file more closely and I’m also going to look at those emails he sent Eric. When I’m up to speed on the situation, I’ll give you a call and we can work out a plan of action, agreed?”

“Agreed, H! Sounds good.”

“As for you, Mr. Delko, I want you to come home with me. You are taking a few days off. I’ll have someone from B shift take over your work on the Williams case. Consider yourself officially grounded. You will not watch television and your access to your computer will be cut off unless I am there to monitor your use. Since you like writing essays, you will compose one for me on the reasons you kept this from me, and how you feel about the consequences of your actions. This essay will be done in long hand, with legible writing with proper grammar and spelling. I want it to be at least ten thousand words, which should fill one of the notebooks I gave you. If I’m not satisfied with the work you will have to begin again. After this Cannon individual is captured and no longer a threat, we will move on to the second stage of your punishment and I don’t think I have to explain to you what that may be, do I?”

With head down, Eric mumbled. “No sir, you don’t. I know exactly what you are referring to.”

“Fine, now move your little butt. Frank, I’ll talk to you soon.”

“Eric,” Tripp stated. “Will you wait for Horatio in the hallway, please. I have something I wish to discuss with him in private, okay?”

Delko looked over at his Top who gave him an approving nod, and with head still lowered, he left Tripp’s office.

When they were alone, Tripp turned to Caine and asked, “Horatio, I know this is none of my business and you can tell me to mind it if you like, but this discipline your going to hand out to your Brat, is going to be severe, isn’t it?”

“Well, Frank, usually I would tell you to mind your business, but not this time since we both live the same lifestyle. Yes, his punishment will be intense, not severe. I never believed in using instruments of any kind on my Brat, but this time I may resort to a hairbrush. Eric has to realize he really crossed the line this time by keeping something this dangerous from me and besides, look at all the lies he told me. Just a few day’s ago he got disciplined for telling me one lie when, I now realize, he was starting the cover up. So in essence he was even lying to me for the reason he was being spanked in the first place. This I can’t tolerate, so I’m going to break my own rule.”

“I’m glad you said that. I know about your no instrument policy. Hell, you told me about it yourself when you were giving me advice about my Brat. But sometimes a Brat’s actions need a strong reaction. Just as long as Delko knows you are going to use the hairbrush and not your hand.”

“Oh, Frank, you can be sure he’ll know because before he goes over my lap I will explain it to him in full detail.”

“That’s all I wanted to know. Good luck with him.”

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There was complete silence in the Hummer on the way back to the apartment. When they arrived, Eric jumped out and ran up to their place without waiting for Caine. When Caine got inside he heard sobs coming from the bedroom. He walked down the hall and stood by the doorway. Delko was face down on the bed, crying his eyes out. Loud sobs racked his body causing the mattress to move up and down. Caine walked up to the bed and sat down next to his Brat and began to rub his back. Feeling Caine’s comforting touch, Delko rolled over unto his back, then sat up and flew into his Top’s arms.

“Sssshhh, Eric, it’s okay. Calm down now or you’ll make yourself sick. I know you’re sorry for what you did.”

“Oh H, I don’t deserve your forgiveness or your understanding. What I did was unforgivable!”

“No, baby! It was not unforgivable, it was stupid, but not unforgivable.”

“So…you ….you don’t hate me for what I’ve done?”

“Hate you? Oh Eric, I could never hate you. I love you with all my heart! I just hate the fact that you didn’t trust me or confine in me and I’ll admit I’m a little hurt as well, but I could never hate you!”

“I guess I have a lot to learn, eh?”

“I guess you do. Now stop crying, wash your face, and then get me into those email files.”

Caine gave his Brat a warm reassuring kiss and hug, then left the room. When Delko came back into the living room, he had changed into a pair of shorts and tank-top. He turned on the computer and entered his password. He held his breath, sure enough the familiar ‘YOU’VE GOT MAIL’ message seemed to scream throughout the room. With Caine watching over his shoulder this time, Eric opened up the Peeping Tom email.

PT: Hey, my little Cuban Boy. How’s the planting coming along? Time is running short!

“What will I do, H? He’ll be looking for a reply.”

“Tell him your working on it and you’ll get back to him in a few hours.”

Delko did what he was told, then hit ‘send’. Next, he opened up the other files for Caine.

“Okay, Eric, while I’m looking over these files why don’t you start working on that essay? The notebook and several pens are on the dining room table.”

Without argument, Delko did as he was told.

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Caine was disgusted at what he was reading on the screen but as he read, he began to formulate a plan in his mind. He picked up the phone and called Frank Tripp, who answered on the second ring.

“Tripp here, go ahead!”

“Frank, it’s Horatio. Can you spare a bit of time and swing by the apartment? I have something to discuss with you.”

“Sure thing. I’ll just wrap up what I’m doing here and I should be there within the hour.”

“Great, see you soon.”

Caine put the receiver back on its’ cradle, stood up, stretched and walked over to check on his Brat’s progress.

“Frank is on his way. I have a plan worked out.”

“Yeah, what is it, H?”

“You’ll find out when Frank gets here, now let me take a look at what you’ve written so far.”

Delko handed the notebook up to his Top, who noticed only two pages were filled.

“At this rate, Eric, it will take you until Christmas to finish this.”

“Penmanship is not my strong suit, H, and you said you wanted it neat and legible, so I have to take my time.”

Caine smiled and stroked Eric’s head before bending down to give him a tender kiss on the forehead.

“Good for you, Eric. I’ll let you get back to work.”

Caine took the time, while waiting for Tripp, to write down a few notes and ideas on how his plan could come about. In little over an hour, the doorbell rang and Frank Tripp was standing in the doorway. After a few pleasantries were passed along, they got down to work.

“Okay, Eric, Frank, this is what I had in mine. I will contact ‘Peeping Tom’ via email and tell him I opened Eric’s email and found their correspondence and it intrigued me to no end. I will then tell him I am really into having people watch, but why do it through a camera. I would invite him here to witness me making love to Eric first hand and offer Eric to him so I could be the one watching.”

“Gee, H, that’s taking a big risk! What if it backfires and he sends your email to other people just to get back at me for not deleting the files or something?”

“I thought of that, Kiddo, but it’s a chance I’m willing to take. What do you think, Frank?”

“Yeah, it just might work. Set up a time and I’ll make sure I’m here to grab him.”

“Frank,” Eric added. “He’s really sneaky and he may be watching the place. If he sees you coming here, he may not follow through with it.”

“Eric’s right, Frank. I’ll arrest him. After all, don’t forget I’m still a cop even though I’m CSI.”

“I don’t like it.”

“No! What you don’t like is not having any control of the situation. I’ll tell you what, I’ll have a transmitter hidden somewhere, so when he gets here I’ll set it off to let you know he’s arrived and you can set up a stakeout outside. Does that sound better to you?”

“I’d rather be in the room, but I guess that will be better than nothing. Okay, go ahead and email the pervert.”

Caine sent Peeping Tom the following message.

‘Hey there, Tommy Boy, I just happen to find the emails you’re sending my Cuban lover. Boy, you really want him bad, don’t you? I’m glad you enjoyed his recollection on how I took his virginity. He’s a real sweet fuck, let me tell you and the things he can do with that tongue of his, drives me crazy. The idea of having you watch me fuck him is really turning me on. As a matter of fact, I had a great wet dream about it last night. But you know, why watch through a camera when you could be up close and personal. If you’d like, after I’m done with him, you could have a turn at him and I could watch. I think I’d like that. I know what you’re thinking. If I love him, how come I’m willing to share him. One has nothing to do with the other. I just love variety and I’m always up to try new sexual adventures. If your willing, email me back or better still, IM me and we can set up a convenient time together.’

He simply signed it, Caine, then hit the ‘send’ button.

Delko and Frank were looking over Caine’s shoulder as he was emailing Tom and they couldn’t believe what they were seeing.

“My God, H, you really sounded like a sick pervert yourself!”

“That’s the whole idea, Frank, isn’t it? I mean, after all, we have to get his attention.”

“H,” Eric whispered. “You’d never share me with anyone would you?”

“Not in this lifetime, sweetie. Remember you’re all mine and no one else will ever get their hands on you. Those were just words I wrote, baby. It’s not how I feel.”

“I knew that but I just wanted to hear it said out loud in case Frank here, got any ideas.” The two Tops knew Delko was teasing by the glint in his eyes.

“Listen, Amigo, I have enough to handle with my own Brat, let alone taking on a spitfire like you.”

Their laughter was interrupted by the computer, ‘YOU’VE GOT MAIL’.

“Here we go, gentlemen,” Caine stated in a matter of fact manner as he hit the ‘message’ button.

PT: Email me at lovetowatch@hotmail.com now and we will IM each other.

That’s all there was to the message so Caine pushed on compose and typed in the email address and waited. He didn’t have to wait long.

PT: You really surprised me, my dear Horatio.

HC: Oh, really? How did I do that?

PT: You don’t strike me as the swinger type.

HC: No one knows what goes on behind closed doors, do they?

PT: I guess not!

HC: Okay, down to business. Do you want to take me up on my offer or what?

PT: Is Mr. Delko willing to partake in this event?

HC: It’s doesn’t matter if he is or not. If I tell him he’s to do it, he’ll do it. I’m his boss here as well as at work.

PT: How delightful! Yes, I would gladly like to participate, especially if our dear sweet Eric has to be forced to take part. That’s a real turn on!

HC: You bet it is! Remember I have a set of handcuffs available if necessary.

PT: Bondage! Oh my, my, my,….I can’t wait! When can this be arranged?

HC: Tomorrow night too soon for you…. say nine pm?

PT: I’ll be there and I’ll even bring a few toys of my own. How does that sound?

HC: It sounds exhilarating! By the way, how will I know it’s you at the door?

PT: I will email you my picture on the other site. I look forward to tomorrow night.

HC: Me, too! See you then…signing off.

“God,” Caine turned to the two stunned men standing behind him. “I feel like I should take a shower. That was disgusting!”

“Jesus, Horatio! I didn’t know you were capable of that kind of thinking.”

“One never knows, do they, Frank? Okay, get out of here. Go back to the station and get that transmitter set up, as well as the stake out.”

“You got it, Horatio, and be careful that that guy doesn’t double cross you and show up tonight.”

“If he does, he does. Eric and I can handle it, can’t we, Robin?”

“You got it, Batman!”

“You two are unbelievable,” Tripp chuckled as he left the apartment.

As Tripp left the apartment, he had a bad feeling about tonight. Without telling Caine, he decided to come back later and watch the place, just in case his gut feeling was right.

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It was around 9:30 pm. Delko had just popped some popcorn and settled down on the sofa with headphones on to listen to his music. Caine was working on some paperwork on the Williams case at the dining table. Suddenly the sound of the doorbell startled Caine.

“Who could that be at this time of night?” He figured it was Tripp or one of his team, but ‘Hello’ stuck in his throat as he opened the door and stood face to face with Cannon.

“Well, hi there, Horatio. I decided I couldn’t wait for tomorrow night for the floor show and a piece of that hot Cuban.”

‘Damn!’ Caine thought to himself. ‘Tripp’s instincts were right.’

“Aren’t you going to let me in?”

“Oh yeah, I’m sorry. You just surprised me that’s all. By all means, come on in. I’ll get Eric.”

Cannon entered the apartment, looked around but didn’t move from the spot in front of the cupboard.

“Eric, we have company.” Caine tried to keep the stress out of his voice as he removed the headphones from Delko’s ears.

“What did you say, H?”

“I said we have company. Look who’s here.” Caine pointed towards the kitchen

Delko’s face turned pale and fear filled his eyes. His hand slipped into Caine’s for support and comfort.

“Follow my lead,” Caine whispered into Delko’s ear as he pulled him in his arms. “Everything will be all right, Kiddo. Trust me!”

“Always, H, always!” Delko said in a shaky voice, as he followed his Top into the kitchen.

“Hi there, my little Cuban. We finally meet face to face. Come here and give me a big hug.”

Delko shook his hand in a negative gesture and pulled in closer to Caine.

“Oh, Horatio, you didn’t tell him about our little rendezvous?”

“Not yet! I was going to tell him when we got into bed tonight.”

“Well, my dear Eric, your lover here found my emails to you and they turned him on, so he invited me here instead of having you plant that camera. Wasn’t that thoughtful of him?”

Delko could have gotten an Academy Award for his performance. He pulled away from Caine and began to scream at him

“HORATIO, I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU WOULD DO THIS TO ME! YOU SAID YOU LOVED ME! YOU’RE NOT ACTUALLY GOING TO INVITE THIS SICK BASTARD INTO OUR BEDROOM TO WATCH US !”

“Eric, I’m not only going to do that, I’m also going to let him participate.”

‘NO….NO….GET AWAY FROM ME! YOU’RE JUST AS SICK AS HE IS! I GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE!”

Delko turned and ran down the hall to their bedroom. He waited behind the door with his gun in hand, ready for action. He could hear Caine yelling after him.

“YOU COME BACK HERE, YOU UNGRATEFUL LITTLE SLUT, AND GET PREPARED FOR THE BEST FUCK OF YOUR LIFE!” It made Horatio sick to his stomach to speak to his Brat like this but, to keep up the charade, he had to.

Delko knew he had to get Cannon into the bedroom, so he yelled back. “GO TO HELL! I’LL NEVER LET YOU OR YOUR SICK FRIEND TOUCH ME!”

Caine turned to Cannon, “Come on, Tom. If he won’t come out, we’ll have to go in there.”

Grabbing the bag he had brought with him and practically salivating with anticipation, Cannon gladly followed Caine down the hall. Caine hoped Eric was ready for them. When they got to the bedroom door, Caine called out to give Delco a clue who was coming through the door first. “Okay, little man, I’m coming in there and my friend is right behind me. Whether you want us or not, we’re going to take you!”

Caine opened the door and slipped in with Cannon following closely behind. Not to give anything away, Caine kept his head straight ahead. As soon as Cannon was in the room, Delko slammed the door and placed the barrel end of his gun to the back of Cannon’s head. At the same time they heard the loud crash as Tripp knocked the door down.

“Horatio, Eric, are you all right?”

“Yeah, Frank. We’re down here and we have everything under control.”

Tripp entered the bedroom to find Cannon down on the floor, with handcuffed hands behind his back and a shaky Brat in the arms of his Top.

“Hey look, Robin. It’s Superman coming to our aid.”

“Very funny, Horatio!” Tripp growled as he picked Cannon off the floor.

“Did you think to read him his rights?”

“Eric did that as I was handcuffing him, but if you think he may have forgotten a part or something, feel free to do it again if you’d like.”

Cannon for his part was doing everything but remaining silent. He was cursing and yelling at all three men and screaming every threat he could think of.

“Ya tell it to your lawyer! You’re on your way back to prison, sicko, and this time they’re going to throw away the key,” Tripp scolded him as he drug him out the door.

“Oh God, H, I’m so glad that’s all over. I can finally have a good night sleep for a change and I don’t have to be afraid of my email again.”

“Well, my little Brat, it’s not exactly all over. There’s still one little matter that has to be taken care of.”

“You’re going to spank me, aren’t you?”

“You better believe it! And, Eric, because of all the lies and the fact that you put a lot of people in danger, especially yourself, I’m not going to use my hand; I’m going to use a hairbrush, do you understand?”

“I don’t like the idea but I understand why. I really blew it big time!”

Caine sat down on the side of the bed and told Eric, after the young man had removed his pants and shorts, to place himself over his lap. When Delko was in position, Caine reached over the end table and pulled a hairbrush from the drawer. He started by warming Delko up with his hand. After he was sure Delko was ready he began to use the hairbrush. He moved from one cheek to the other. Each smack of wood on skin caused Delko to jump and cry out.

“Oh my God, Horatio. It hurts, it hurts….oww….oww! Please, I’m so sorry. I was real stupid and foolish to not trust you. Please, no more!”

Caine ignored the pleas to stop because he knew Delko had not reached his breaking point yet. When the begging turned to sincere tears and screams, he stopped and threw down the brush. He began to gently rub Delko’s red bottom as Delko’s body shook with deep sobs of pain and shame. When Caine stopped rubbing his sore butt, Delko removed himself from Caine’s lap and stood up. With a quiver in his voice Delko once again stated how sorry he was. Caine reached out his arms to his Brat, who eagerly slipped down into his lap, put his arms around his Top’s neck and placed his head on his strong, secure shoulder.

“Well, Eric, I think you really learned your lesson this time, right?”

“Oh H, I’ll never again do anything so bad that will force you to use that damn brush. I thought your hand hurt but, man, that brush was something else.”

“Good! I hope you’ll think about the pain of the brush before you jump into something else without discussing it with me first.”

“I will, H. I guess I still have a lot to learn about our lifestyle. It takes a lot for me to fully trust someone, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love you, H, and I promise to try harder. I don’t want to do anything that will put our relationship in jeopardy.”

“Good, that’s all I wanted to hear. Now why don’t you get ready for bed, you’ve had a hard day and an even harder night for that matter.”

“Can I go to work tomorrow?”

“No, Eric! When I lay down a punishment I don’t change my mind, so you will stay home tomorrow and write your essay.”

“But, H, ten thousand words is an awful lot of writing!”

“Oh, I’m sure you’ll figure out what to write once you start. You have a lot to say. Now, come on, let’s get to bed.”

Realizing the discussion was over, Delko gave up. He took a quick shower, making sure that the spray of the water didn’t hit his sensitive butt. When he was finished he came out of the bathroom and jumped head on into bed and straight into Horatio’s arms.

“Thank you, H!”

“For what?”

“For loving me enough to show me the errors of my ways.”

“You’re welcome! Always remember I love you. Now, go to sleep.”

“Good night, Batman. I love you, too!”

Caine held his Brat close in his arms and soon they were both asleep, knowing tomorrow would bring new challenges and surprises.

The End.