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Nick groaned, another night of waking up at 2am just to struggle to fall back asleep uncomfortably. His eyebrows furrow, and his vision is still blurry. He pushes his legs out, getting a good stretch before finalizing to get up. He decided to head to the kitchen and grab a snack or drink to help get him somewhat tired. As he heads downstairs, he spotted the blindingly bright kitchen light was turned on, and a shadowy figure searching for something.
Walking quietly down the stairs to get a better view, all he can make out is a muscular and tall figure. Oh, it's Isaac, of course.
"Isaac..? Why are you even up--" Nick was caught off guard, as Isaac's fair skin beamed in the light, practically blinding him. Isaac's shirtless chest made Nick's eyes trail down to his v-line abruptly, distracted by his body before realizing what he was staring at. He quickly turned his vision towards what he was grabbing. "What you uh..getting at this hour?" Nick felt his face slowly turning a light red in embarrassment, knowing that he couldn't play off what just happened.
"Just some alcohol. Care for some?" Isaac smirked, staring at Nick's blushed face before closing the fridge door slowly, trying to stay silent so the others don't wake up from their beauty sleep.
"Yes, please." Nick would grab two glass cups for both of them, sliding Isaac his across the recently cleaned counter top. He'd settle his arms on the counter, and turned his vision towards his cup, tapping on the glass lightly while trying to clear the haunting act he did a minute ago.
Isaac would pour Nick his share, and then his, the slow trickle of the alcohol filling the glass calmly.
Nick brushed away the thoughts and focused on Isaac, who looked ever so charming no matter what he did.
He'd walk to the side of him, almost touching the other's shoulder. "Cheers!" Isaac exclaimed before hitting each others glasses together, making a small 'clink!' noise.
They both wolfed down the alcohol, making a slight bitter face as the alcohol hit their taste buds.
. . .
After some more rounds of shots, they'd both be getting steadily more and more buzzed.
Isaac would walk around the kitchen island and pour two more shots, before walking over to Nick, giving him the shot glass and then putting an arm around him ambiguously.
"Nick...have you ever thought that maybe...you need a stress reliever? Maybe like...I dunno, some type of massage parlor." Isaac would say groggily, putting down his glass on the table, then softly gripping the countertop with his hand.
Nick swallowed the shot swiftly, and Isaac followed, making a sour face in the process.
"Um...yeah, I guess? I just...wish that I could sleep better really...I'm caught up with editing at the end of the day no matter what." Nick would stare at his empty glass, then Isaac's hand. Nick's face flushed with red, almost admiring his hand features. The veins that rest slightly higher on his hand that gleamed in the sharp light made it look almost ethereal. Hesitantly, he proceeded to reach his hand on top of Isaac's, not knowing why he did it. Maybe it was the alcohol speaking to him.
Isaac felt Nick's hand touch his, moving his gaze to Nick, who was clearly drunk out of his mind. Isaac laughed softly, and moved his hand to hold Nick's. "What are you doing?" Isaac smirked charmingly, watching Nick's eyes dart around his body.
Nick looked up, as Isaac towered over him with a smile. He couldn't tell if it was the alcohol making Isaac look more handsome, or if he's just getting more and more attracted to him. He felt the sudden urge to kiss him...but, how would Isaac react? What if it ruined their friendship? What if he hated him for what he did? He bit his lip prudently. At this point, Nick didn't care, it was the heat of the moment, and he had no regrets. Nick put his hand on the side of his jaw, proceeding to kiss his ample lips.
Isaac would lean into it, trading short contact with each other's eyes before closing them. He'd guide his hands towards Nick's hips, slowly going under his white tank top, giving skin on skin contact. He'd squeeze them softly as a whimper escaped Nick's mouth and into his.
They exchanged saliva, while their tongues twisted together, whiffs of alcohol on each their lips would fill the air.
Isaac could feel Nick's breath hit his face, feeling his blood rush through his face and into his pants. He'd swiftly make his way under Nick's shirt, gliding his hand across his lower chest, then his pectorals, softly embracing them in his hands.
Nick pulled away softly, a string of saliva from each their mouths following. His back faintly arching at Isaac's touch. "Isaac...Are you sure this is a good idea?" Nick would slightly bite his lower lip, but grab his hand in an attempt to stop him. He doesn't want this to be a one night kind of thing, just thinking about that label made him shiver.
Isaac would lift his head up to look at him, having a slightly serious face. "Nick, I promise you that whether I'd be drunk or sober doing this, I wouldn't regret anything." He'd take his arm out of Nick's grasp, and grab his hand, rubbing it softly.
Nick felt a rush of reassurance over his body. He let out a low sigh, and squeezed his fist into a ball. "..Okay." He'd smile, looking at Isaac's face in awe.
Isaac reached for Nick's hand, and led him to his room. As he guided Nick in, Isaac shut the door behind Nick, and began to make his way towards him. Isaac stopped in his tracks, watching Nick teasingly take off his clothes with a smirk on his euphoric face.
Nick would glance at Isaac's bulge, as he felt his own trapped cock twitch softly in his boxers.
Isaac would rub his throbbing dick through his shorts, huffing softly while watching Nick's body sway in front of him. He'd go towards Nick, smiling before pushing him down onto his bed and moving on top of him. He'd kiss his collar bones, and make his way down slowly, licking and sucking on any patch of skin he can get.
Nick would put a hand over his mouth, trying to contain the sounds escaping his very own body.
Isaac would put his hand on his thigh, making his way to the trail leading to under his boxers. He'd playfully lift under Nick's bottom, squeezing softly as his other hand rubbed Nick's bulge through his boxers. He'd begin to kiss his bulge and rub him teasingly, watching Nick's facial expression change.
Nick would open his mouth slightly, uncovering his mouth and now holding onto the sheets of the bed for support. He gave up on trying to restrain the noises inside of him, instead whimpering at Isaac's teaseful behavior.
Isaac finally reached a finger under Nick's boxers, slightly tugging them off while kissing Nick's inner thigh, watching him moan at the touch. As he pulled them down all the way, Nick's bright pink tip and shaft sprung against his body, slowly dripping a generous amount of pre-cum.
Nick whined as he felt the cold air hit his body. He'd guide his hands down Isaac's slightly sweaty chest, going down to his shaft, rubbing his bulge through his clothes and squeezing softly.
"Mmh..." Isaac let out a small moan at the touch of Nick's hand. He'd nibble on his neck, leaving small marks all over him while taking a hand to Nick's cock, softly rubbing his slit.
Nick proceeded to take off Isaac's clothes, taking his boxers off slightly to the point his tip barely stuck out. Pre-cum leaking onto Nick's chest, making a shiver roll down his spine before his back arched. "Isaac...please.." Nick softly let out, feeling Isaac lean lower onto him, having his tip touch his. He'd look at him, watching his face turn smugly. Nick would touch Isaac's cock as it would twitch slightly against Nick's fingers. He'd slide his hand down Isaac's slit, watching as more liquid faintly came out of his tip as moans escaped out of Isaac's mouth.
Isaac kissed Nick's chest before leaning back, grabbing his dick and jerking it quickly, before moving closer to Nick's thighs. He'd put his dick against Nick's, then grabbing both of them together and rubbing them up and down. Nick's moans filled Isaac's head with lust and tension. He felt Nick's shaft twitch against his, mixing their liquids together for a lubricant. His arm reached out to Nick's mouth, gesturing him to open his mouth, as he did so. Feeling his tongue and inner cheek softly, while rubbing slightly faster.
After Isaac's hand left Nick's hot mouth, he grabbed the back of Isaac's head, leaching to pull his silky brown hair. Isaac let out soft lust-filled moans and sweet nothings as Nick could feel the air around him getting continuously steamy. Sweat slowly dripped down Isaac's body, as his continuous groans and moans filled the atmosphere with lust and desire.
Nick could feel himself about to climax, and put his hand onto Isaac's as he stopped rubbing them both.
Isaac would then grab Nick's twitching cock, waiting to be tampered with. He'd start jerking him fast, watching Nick's sweaty face as he bit on his lip while moaning.
"Fuck..I'm going to cum!" Nick exclaimed, arching his back more as he feels his load going up to the tip of his dick.
Isaac stops abruptly, sneering at the sight of Nick's face in shock. Isaac would then slowly rub Nick's shaft, but edge him once again.
"Isaac..come on..." Nick whined, waiting for his climax as he stared at Isaac, who kept on teasing him.
"What's the magic word..?" He said jokingly, waiting for Nick to respond.
. . .
"Isaac, please.." Nick finally managed to say, feeling his cock softly meet against Isaac's hand.
"Good boy." Isaac spit on his hand, then started rubbing Nick's cock fast, making his whole body twitch in pleasure as he felt he was going to erupt. Isaac put both their cocks together, and started jerking them both, as each of them filled the room with moans and whimpers.
They both came almost precisely at the same time. Their cum mixed, as it battered against each others sweaty bodies, slowly dripping.
Nick sighed in sexual relief, and looked at Isaac, who looked so effortlessly hot in his eyes.
Isaac would tilt his head back, catching his breath and waiting for his heartbeat to fix itself to the proper pattern. He'd center his head back to see Nick, who seemed very exhausted. He watched Nick's face, admiring his features drenched with sweat. He wouldn't admit it, but he couldn't help but stare at Nick when he worked out. Everything Nick seemed to do caught Isaac's eye. He doesn't think Nick ever noticed it though, only a few times would they ever glance to each other and laugh it off.
Isaac suddenly stood up, seemingly putting on his boxers packed with hot sweat.
Nick crawled to the end of the bed, reaching out a soft hand to Isaac's arm. "Please..Stay." Nick said, practically begging for Isaac's warmth for the night.
"Just because you asked so nicely." Isaac smiled, crawling back into his comfortable bed. He'd tug Nick to advance closer to him, their bare chests meeting each other. "Mmhm..." Isaac groaned as he got comfy, wrapping an arm around Nick's soft shoulder.
Nick tangled their legs together, grabbing the blanket and covering each other. He couldn't help but attach himself to Isaac for more warmth. "Goodnight..." Nick sleepily said before kissing Isaac's chin, then reaching a hand towards his face. He'd rub his cheek as Isaac formed a soft smile on his face, as they slowly fell asleep.
THE END :SOB: