The 9 boys were all in good spirits, talking in Mikey's living room. Jordan was shirtless in his sweats, sitting on Mikey's lap, which was wet from the cum he shot out watching Jordan get blown then squeezed until he passed out. Mikey was wearing a black tee and sweats.
Sitting next to Mikey and Jordan was the miraculous man who made both Mikey and Jordan cum with just one hand, Paul. The green eyed hunk was also shirtless, but did have a white tee before it was taken off. He's still wearing a nice tight pair of khakis which were currently riding up on him, which allowed his large bulge to be visualized by those who cared to look.
Standing next to them against the wall was Cody. Cody was wearing tight jeans which hugged his lower half very well. His huge bulge and nice ass were both great to look at, but you could only see his bulge from the way he was standing. His legs were crossed as his back was leaning on the wall, wearing a blue dress shirt with white stripes. He got this shirt when he went shopping with Jordan, Paul and Nick some time ago.
Nick was also wearing something he got when they went shopping some time ago. An orange polo and yellow shorts. He was standing in the middle of the room, having an animated argument with Justin. Justin was wearing a plain dark blue shirt and sweats, sporting a casual look.
On the other side of the room was Sven, Liam and Nate. Liam was still sporting the sexy referee attire that was given to him. Short sleeved, buttoned down white and black striped shirt. Short tight black shorts that hugged his ample bulge very well. It intentionally left little to the imagination. Sven neglected to put his shirt back on as well, but when he did have it on, it was a light blue long sleeved shirt that hugged his body well, bulging where it should. He was wearing not too tight jeans that didn't show his less than average bulge, but did show that he rarely if ever skipped leg day. Nate was sitting on the floor, next to them, wearing light blue slacks and a buttoned up white dress shirt. Nate vastly over dressed for today's occasions.
Sitting next to Mikey and Jordan was the miraculous man who made both Mikey and Jordan cum with just one hand, Paul. The green eyed hunk was also shirtless, but did have a white tee before it was taken off. He's still wearing a nice tight pair of khakis which were currently riding up on him, which allowed his large bulge to be visualized by those who cared to look.
Standing next to them against the wall was Cody. Cody was wearing tight jeans which hugged his lower half very well. His huge bulge and nice ass were both great to look at, but you could only see his bulge from the way he was standing. His legs were crossed as his back was leaning on the wall, wearing a blue dress shirt with white stripes. He got this shirt when he went shopping with Jordan, Paul and Nick some time ago.
Nick was also wearing something he got when they went shopping some time ago. An orange polo and yellow shorts. He was standing in the middle of the room, having an animated argument with Justin. Justin was wearing a plain dark blue shirt and sweats, sporting a casual look.
On the other side of the room was Sven, Liam and Nate. Liam was still sporting the sexy referee attire that was given to him. Short sleeved, buttoned down white and black striped shirt. Short tight black shorts that hugged his ample bulge very well. It intentionally left little to the imagination. Sven neglected to put his shirt back on as well, but when he did have it on, it was a light blue long sleeved shirt that hugged his body well, bulging where it should. He was wearing not too tight jeans that didn't show his less than average bulge, but did show that he rarely if ever skipped leg day. Nate was sitting on the floor, next to them, wearing light blue slacks and a buttoned up white dress shirt. Nate vastly over dressed for today's occasions.
"You should be thanking Liam, Sven. You guys only won because of that kick he gave Jordan." Nate said with a grin, looking between his two friends.
"Yeah, you're right. Good shit man, knowing where your loyalties lie." Sven said patting Liam's shoulder.
"Yeah, yeah. Of course Sven. You're the captain, I got your back." Liam said smiling.
"Mmm... That's what I like to hear... you know, there are only a few things I'd rather hear." Sven said slyly.
"And just what would you prefer to hear?" Nate asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I'm so happy you asked..." Sven said smiling at Nate. He then quickly slapped his backhand to Liam's ample bulge. Liam let out a grunt as he felt his bulge flattened in his tight shorts.
"That would be an example..." Sven said laughing. Nate smiled at Liam, who was doubled over, hands over his bulge. He then let out a whimper then moved his hands to his knees as he breathed out. Nate saw an opportunity for some fun as he was sitting right in front of Liam's tight shorts, and shot a closed fist to Liam's bulge, pushing Liam's testicles up into his pelvis. Liam cried out and turned his body away from harms way, and slowly fell to the floor. He held his bulge as he groaned and rolled onto his back, his legs raised.
"Fuuucckk..." Liam said before he started coughing. Justin and Nick turned to look down and saw Liam a couple feet from them, in a state of distress. Both laughed.
"Well, I think we both know what happened." Nick said.
"Yeah. That's what he gets for not protecting his boys, haha." Justin said laughing at Liam. Nick turned to Justin and saw he wasn't protecting his boys. What happened next was almost too easy.
"AWK!" Justin yelped out as Nick's palm shot it's way up, using Justin's words against him. Justin gasped as his eyes squinted and knees buckled. He fell to his knees, right in front of Liam who was in a similar state to Justin.
"Haha. Sven, how often do Liam and Justin share the same feelings like this?" Mikey asked the Wrestling Captain.
"Oh, all the time. And it's just as hilarious each time." Sven said laughing at his two teammates misfortune. "They never learn. Especially Justin."
"Dude, tell me about it. Justin ALWAYS forgets his cup. The other day at Football practice, he forgot it again. And of course, it was Ezekiel who threw his entire body into Justin's balls."
"Ezekiel? That mammoth?" Sven asked laughing.
"Yup. Justin's luck." Nick said, getting some laughter.
"Jesus... I don't even wanna imagine how bad that must've hurt..." Cody said cringing. "Ezekiel must've popped them."
"He didn't. Justin used them later. Fucking Nurse Brown gave him a BJ."
"Yo, really?" Sven said, almost not being able to believe it.
"Yup. Right there in the locker room. I'd say lucky bastard... but considering what he had to go through to get there..." Nick said as he started to laugh.
"Nurse Brown is hot though, so I'm sure Justin was okay with it." Cody replied.
"Well yeah. But would you be willing to take all of Ezekiel's weight on those sensitive nuts of yours to get it?" Paul said turning to Cody.
"Oh, hell no." Cody said instantly. "I wouldn't be able to enjoy it with my balls popped. But, if it haaad to happen... then I'd prefer some comfort to soothe it. Especially from such a sexy lady."
"Talking about soothing it..." Paul started off. "How's it going with you and Mel?"
"Oh, pretty great actually. We're talking a lot, and she's dumped Lucas so-"
"Wait." Liam said, on his knees now. He was facing Cody with a pained face on. "What happened with Lucas, he punched me in the balls because he said you guys cost him his girl, or something."
"Did he? Some people never learn." Sven said shaking his head.
"Lucas laid the smackdown on Cody, and we gave him a taste of his own medicine. He had a game later that day, then took a very direct kick in the balls thanks to Sven here..." Paul started off, motioning to Sven. Sven smiled and bowed. Paul laughed as he continued. "...And he vomited and threw up all over the field. His girlfriend broke up with him right after. Came running on screaming her head off, then stormed away."
"Oh shit, that was Lucas? I heard about that..." Liam said, standing up now. Hands still covering his boys, hoping nothing no more harm comes his way. "Okay, that makes sense now."
"Did you ever find Benny?" Nate asked Liam.
"No, I didn't. I ran into Lucas, and he just punched me in the dick."
"Yeah, he's probably still salty. Let me know if he messes with any of you again." Sven said.
"Yessir!" Cody answered excited.
"You just know Benny is salty." Paul said, remembering their interaction earlier.
"Yeah, that's what I think too. Kinda worried about it... he doesn't look the type to just let things go." Liam said.
"Ah, don't worry about it. We whooped him then, we'd whoop him again." Paul added, quite assured.
"Who's Benny?" Jordan asked.
"Some Hispanic kid who tried to gyp me out of 20 bucks, the hairy bastard." Liam answered.
"He tried to gyp you? Tsk tsk tsk, he must not want any kids." Sven joked.
"Haha. Yeah, his kids are gonna be fucked up. Daughter's gonna be born cross eyed." Liam said, getting some laughs.
"Yeah, that's what I think too. Kinda worried about it... he doesn't look the type to just let things go." Liam said.
"Ah, don't worry about it. We whooped him then, we'd whoop him again." Paul added, quite assured.
"Who's Benny?" Jordan asked.
"Some Hispanic kid who tried to gyp me out of 20 bucks, the hairy bastard." Liam answered.
"He tried to gyp you? Tsk tsk tsk, he must not want any kids." Sven joked.
"Haha. Yeah, his kids are gonna be fucked up. Daughter's gonna be born cross eyed." Liam said, getting some laughs.
"That poor girl." Justin croaked, getting more laughs.
"Talking about poor girl..." Mikey said. "Let's get the next match underway. For the honor of Carrie!"
Nate shook his head, and Nick smirked.
"Oh, shit that's right! We've still got a couple matches to go." Cody said.
"Yup. And you're up after this one." Paul said.
"Okay, someone move Justin so we can get this under way."
"I'm good, I'm good..." Justin said, pushing himself up. Sven turned to Nate and gave him his hand, pulling Nate up. When Nate was close to Sven, Sven moved his head close to Nate's and talked so only he could hear.
"You feeling good? Ready?"
"Yeah. I'm ready."
Sven nodded and tapped Nate's cheek. "You got this. Make him know he picked the wrong sister." Nate smiled ad nodded.
"Thanks bro."
Nate turned and walked to the middle of the room. Nick was already there and was staring at Nate.
"So. Winner gets Carrie?" Nick asked in jest. Nate's smile instantly melted away.
"Fuck you." Nate spat.
Nick shook and rubbed his head. "Okay, let's just... get everything out here, okay? All anger, ill will, everything. Just throw it out here. I won't bring up you trying to drown me, and you won't try and kill me again. Okay?" Nick said, obviously a bit annoyed with Nate.
Nate shrugged. "We'll see."
Nick's face grimaced and let out a sigh.
Liam stood between his friends, looking between the two. Nick started stretching his body, legs getting himself ready. Would hate a cramp to show up in the middle of the fight. Nate unbuttoned his shirt and took it off, throwing it at Nick's face. The shirt fell on Nick's face, and he slowly pulled it down, keeping his eyes on Nate. Nick threw the shirt behind him, which landed on Paul.
Paul threw the shirt behind him without taking his eyes off Nate. Nate's hairy masculine body looked ready to go. Strong and lean. He's built well, not as well as some people here. But he had absolutely nothing to be ashamed about. An extremely handsome face with gorgeous wavy light brown hair and chocolate eyes. Stared at Nick intensely. He couldn't wait to get his hands on him. No one fucks with his sister but him.
Liam stood between his friends, looking between the two. Nick started stretching his body, legs getting himself ready. Would hate a cramp to show up in the middle of the fight. Nate unbuttoned his shirt and took it off, throwing it at Nick's face. The shirt fell on Nick's face, and he slowly pulled it down, keeping his eyes on Nate. Nick threw the shirt behind him, which landed on Paul.
Paul threw the shirt behind him without taking his eyes off Nate. Nate's hairy masculine body looked ready to go. Strong and lean. He's built well, not as well as some people here. But he had absolutely nothing to be ashamed about. An extremely handsome face with gorgeous wavy light brown hair and chocolate eyes. Stared at Nick intensely. He couldn't wait to get his hands on him. No one fucks with his sister but him.
Nick took off his shirt, showing off his strong buff body. Bulging arms, chest and defined 6 pack abs. Hairless body, with no blemishes to be seen. Nate's body doesn't necessarily dwarf Nick's. But there is absolutely no doubt who is stronger. Who spends more time making their body look good. Who the favorite is here.
Liam stood between the two, putting his hands on each chests. He felt the tension in the air and on their chests He looked between the two of them, back and forth.
"Are you two ready?" Liam asked loudly.
Neither said anything, but neither had to. Both were ready. Everyone knew they were ready.
"...Remember, pin-falls and submission only. No holds barred. But... yeah. No holds barred. But I'm gonna step in if you guys get carried away, okay?" Liam said, looking into both of their eyes. Neither took their eyes off each other.
"Dude, this is gonna be ugly." Cody said lowly.
Paul nodded, but didn't say anything.
Tension grew as nothing was said. Everyone waited patiently.
"...BEGIN!' Liam said as he stepped back. Nate instantly screamed as he threw a fist at Nick, who just got his arm up in time to block it. Nate threw another punch, this one lower at Nick's abs, which connected flush. Nick coughed as he bent over.
Nate pulled his elbow up and slammed it down on Nick's head, which caused Nick to stumble to a knee. Nate then went to throw a knee into Nick's face, but Nick managed to put his hands up, catching Nate's knee. Nick pulled Nate's knee up, causing Nate to lose his balance and fall on his back. Nick quickly threw a punch at Nate's stomach. Nate grunted as his body jerked up. But Nate was quick to react, despite the attack.
As Nick pulled his fist back, Nate grabbed onto his arm and jerked it back. Nick didn't expect this and got pulled inwards, falling off his knees onto Nate. Nate then wrapped his legs around Nick's neck and the arm he had in his grasp.
"Oh, shit. Tactics." Sven said aloud.
Nate squeezed legs tight as he pulled on Nick's arm. With a free hand he threw punches at Nick's head. Nick squirmed as he realized the terrible situation he was in. With the hand Nate had, he tried to claw at Nate's face, but he couldn't do anything. He then tried to punch Nate with his free hand, but couldn't get the same oomph Nate was. Nick decided to try a different approach.
He stood up and grabbed onto Nate's slacks. He then pulled his upper body up, yelling a masculine yell as his muscles tensed. He slowly lifted Nate off the floor, much to Nate's dismay.
"YOOO!!" Paul screamed, as he saw his brother start to lift Nate. Despite the constant strikes, Nick was undeterred by Nate. Nate decided he wasn't gonna be on the receiving end of a powerbomb. He untied his legs before he got too high and let go of Nick's arm. Nate fell towards the floor, but was still being held by his slacks. As Nate let go, he flipped over, and fell out of his slacks, falling on his shoulder. Now Nate was only in tight red underwear. His hairy legs for everyone to see.
"Oh my." Mikey said aloud.
Nate was on his belly, head facing Nick. Nate and Nick stared at the slacks for a bit, both unsure what to do.
Nate made the first move by jumping to his knees and sending a swift uppercut to Nick's balls. Nick yelled out and doubled over, bring his hands to his crotch, with Nate's slacks still in his hand. Nick's eyes squinted and whimpered over the low blow. Nate grabbed his slacks out of Nick's hands and stood up. Nick fell to his knees, whining and doubling over. Nate looked at the slacks and threw them to the side, deciding he didn't need them.
He looked back at Nick, who was still incapacitated. Nate grabbed his head, pulled it back then threw it to the floor with a light thud. Nick only just barely moved his hand out in time, but his head still hit hard.
"Thank god it's carpet." Justin said.
Nick was slightly dazed. A hand over his crotch, the other pushing his head off the ground. Nate jumped on him before Nick could reorient.
Nate grabbed Nick's head pounded it against the floor. Once, twice, thrice. Screaming each time. For the fourth, Nate pulled Nick's head all the way back, lifting his upper body. Nick was dazed, and wasn't able to protect himself. Nate yelled and threw his entire body to the floor with Nick's face. Nick's face hit the floor with nothing to lighten the fall except for his nose and the carpet. But it wasn't enough. Nick's nose didn't break, but it started bleeding badly. No one noticed until Liam pushed Nate back.
"Back up, back up." Liam said, getting Nate out of the way. Nate moved back with his hands up, breathing hard. His chest breathing in and out, he lifted his face to the sky and closed his eyes.
Liam rolled Nick over. Nick was obviously dazed and blood was pouring down his nose.
"HOLY SHIT!" Paul yelled as he saw the blood pouring out of his brother's nose.
Nate looked back down and saw it too. Nate smirked, happy with himself.
"Jesus..." Liam said, trying to figure out what to do. He looked around and saw Nate's shirt and went for it. He put it to Nick's nose to try and stifle the leak.
"That's not gonna come off the carpet very easily..." Mikey said under his breath.
Nick started moaning, and throwing his hands at Liam, trying to push him away.
"Dude, let me help. You're-"
"NO. I'm FINE!" Nick yelled, as he pushed Liam away with more energy. Liam fell back, and Nick got to his knees. He saw the blood falling onto the carpet and moved his hand to his nose and saw the crimson on his hand. He turned to Nate. Nate was staring at him, smirking. Confident. Pleased.
"Looks like you're making a mess there." Nate said, self-assured. This infuriated Nick. Nick looked back down and pushed himself up, stumbling as he got to his feet. Liam ran up to him to help.
"I SAID I'M FINE!" Nick screamed pushing Liam away. Nick looked at Nate across from him. Nate motioned Nick to come over to him. Nick didn't wait to think about it. He screamed and bolted at Nate. Nate didn't expect this, despite asking him to, and didn't have time to react.
Nick ran into Nate and threw themselves onto the couch behind them, falling right on top of Paul. Jordan and Mikey managed to scurry out of the way, however. Cody instinctively ran out of the way too.
Nick rained inaccurate punches at Nate, not really caring what he hit. He threw them, screaming without even looking. Paul managed to get hit in the nose with his brother's punch, and cried out. Paul then put his hands over his face, hoping he doesn't get any more punishment. Nate was getting overwhelmed and eventually managed to push his legs up and push Nick away. Nick ran right back in, but Nate shoved his foot out and Nick ran right into it, balls first. Nick cried out and fell to his back. Nate fell forward to the floor, disoriented due to the assault he just withstood. He stumbled to his feet, and looked around.
Meanwhile Paul stood up wanting to get away from the couch for his own safety. He held his bleeding nose as he stood up. He looked down and saw he had blood pouring down him. Just then Nate turned around and saw someone who looked just like Nick, bloody nose and all. Nate reacted on instinct and sent a swift kick between who he assumed was his opponents wide open khaki covered legs. Paul, who was not his opponent, yelled out in surprise. He looked at Nate with a confused yet pained expression, as he sent his hands to his balls. His legs were closed, as he looked down and fell on his knees. Blood getting all over the carpet.
"WOAH WHAT THE FUCK!" Cody screamed at Nate, pushing him away. "THATS NOT FUCKING NICK YOU IDIOT!"
Nate was confused. He looked at who he thought was Nick, then looked around the room. He saw Nick, on a knee, holding his crotch in his yellow shorts. Then back to Paul and saw him face first on his knees in khakis.
"Fuck, sorry." Nate quickly said unsure what to do. He motioned to go check on Paul, but shook his head and ran at Nick, who was on a knee, but saw Nate out of the corner of his eye. Nick shot up and sent a fist to Nate's unprotected face. Nate recoiled and held his nose as his head snapped back. Nick then sent a side kick to Nate's stomach, who then doubled over. Nick pushed a swinging kick to Nate's chest, sending Nate stumbling backwards.
Nick then shuffled in and sent the back of his elbow to Nate's head, dropping Nate to the floor. Nick looked down and Nate on his side, then rolled onto his back. Nate's eyes glazed and nose starting to bleed too. His body totally vulnerable. Nick raised his foot and sent it stomping down right on into Nate's bulge held tightly by his red underwear. Nate's meat flattened between the carpet and Nick's stomp.
Nate yelled out as he shot his legs up and tried to roll over, but Nick held his foot there. He twisted and turned his foot, churning Nate's delicate parts. Nate whined pitifully as he felt a terrible nauseating pain cripple him. His hands were over Nick's foot. Nick eventually pulled his foot away and turned around, hand back over his nose, which stopped bleeding. There was a red stain under his nose, sprinkled over his naked upper body, and even some stsins on his shorts.
Meanwhile, Cody put his hands on Paul's shoulders and tried to help him up to the couch. Paul was still in an extraordinary amount of pain.
"Come on, onto the couch. Lie down." Cody said, keeping an eye on the action, making sure him and Paul were safe. Jordan and Mikey were standing next to the couch, watching Nick grind Nate's plums. Then he stepped away and allowed Nate to curl up.
Cody put his head under Paul's arm and lifted him to the couch. Cody set Paul down gently and let him lie on his side. Paul groaned as he shifted his hands in his crotch.
"I know, I know. You'll be okay." Cody said with comfort, rubbing Paul's belly. He sat in front of the couch, looking at Paul, but turning around after a couple seconds. He then realized he had to pay attention as those two were out of control. He sat on his heels facing the action, and moved towards Paul's head. He moved his hand to Paul's arm and rubbed it sweetly before he moved his hand back to his side.
Nick was fuming. Everything started really boiling over right now. Nick hasn't dealt with the fact that Nate submerged his head in a full tub, and now the emotions he was repressing was getting let out. And all because Nate didn't want Nick to do something he felt he had every right in the world to do.
"FUUUUCCCKKK!" Nick screamed as his veins bulged. He turned to Nate and saw him curled up, coughing. He walked up to him and screamed "FUCK YOU NATE!" before he grabbed Nate by the hair and threw him across the room like a rag doll. Nick walked over to where Nate landed and grabbed him by the hair again and lifted him like yesterday's trash. He tried to set him on his feet, but Nate fell to his knees instantly. Nick picked him up again and looked into his eyes. Nate was staring at Nick, aware of the situation, but unable to do much.
"Your sister WANTS ME! SHE WANTS THIS!! AND THER-"
In an act of defiance Nate spat some blood at Nick, getting it in his eyes. Nick shrieked and let go of Nate, stumbling back away from Nate who managed to stay on his feet this time, but only barely. He kept his eyes forward but had to spread his legs to keep balanced.
Nick angrily got the blood out of his eyes. When he could see again he snapped his head at Nate, who was standing there, legs spread, looking almost drunk. Nick's eyebrows furrowed, eyes slanted and he grimaced as he walked to Nate and swung his fist back, throwing it at his face. Nate ducked however and sent his open palm to Nick's shorts, grabbing his crotch. Nick shot his hands down at his groin and tried to pry Nate's hands off.
"AHH! MY fucking bAALLSS!!"
Nate just started squeezing hard, causing Nick to cry out and try harder. Nate sent his free hand to Nick's face and clawed at his face. Nick screamed out and split his hands up, trying to deal with both dirty tactics. Nate pulled the hand dealing with Nick's face back, and did the same with the hand grabbing Nick's balls. However, he kept a grip on Nick's balls, so the jerking motion just caused Nick more agony as Nick fell to his knees. Nate got into Nick's ear and spoke viciously.
"Don't FUCKING TOUCH MY SISTER!" He said loud enough for everyone to hear. He pulled Nick's balls down towards the ground, which caused Nick to yelp. Nick's green eyes started to water. Nate twisted his hand, which caused Nick to squeal and kneel his head to the floor.
Nate pushed Nick to the floor, lying him on his back. Nate pulled his hand out of Nick's crotch and stood up. Nick sent his hands to his crotch and tried to curl up. But Nate didn't let him do this for too long. He bent over and moved Nick back onto his spine. He grabbed the wasitband of his yellow shorts and pulled down. Nick fought it but he was currently too weak and Nate just pried his hands away with ease. Nick's shorts were off, revealing his tight white underwear holding his huge bulge very well. His package was larger than Nate's, balls and dick both.
Nate spat on Nick's yellow shorts and threw them to the side. He looked around and saw Liam a few feet to his right, watching carefully. Liam glared at Nate and didn't say a word.
Nate looked back down at Nick who's moved to his knees, coughing. A hand between his legs, ass in the air. Nick's white bulge could be seen between his legs by Sven and Justin who were at the end of the room. Nate just saw Nick's flat smooth but wet back arching down towards his head. Nate kicked Nick in the side, causing Nick to fall to his side. Nate was breathing out.
"This only ends when he taps or stays down for 3, right?" Nate said, turning to Liam.
"Yeah." Liam replied. "Or someone gives in."
Nate looked back down at Nick who was curled in a ball, holding his balls in the tight white underwear. Nate stood over Nick, then sat a knee down. One leg on each side of Nick. He clenched his fists and looked around. Cody was watching with a blank expression. Cody was interested in watching, but he didn't enjoy seeing his friends going at it like this in such disdain for each other. Paul's eyes were open and in better spirits then before, not in as much agony. He was enjoying this more than Cody was. He wasn't sure if he wanted Nate or Nick to lose though.
Nate then turned to Jordan and Mikey, both of which were invested in the action. Both were enjoying this and didn't care one way or the other, as long as no one died.
Nate looked back down at Nick just in time to see Nick's fist in his face. Nate fell backwards with a cry, as he held his nose again. Nick wasn't able to capitalize though, still crippled by his balls. He rolled onto his side and tried to push himself up. But not before Nate angrily stood up first.
Nate saw two perfectly round orbs between Nick's legs and saw no alternative. Nate ran and sent a devastating kick to Nick's globes, pushing his bulge with force. Nick's bulge smacked against his stomach with a wet thwack. Nick couldn't even scream, but instead just fell forwards as he felt even more pain. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he kicked his legs.
Nate checked his nose for blood. There wasn't any, but it didn't make him feel any better. He walked over to Nick and grabbed his ankles and spread his legs. Nick's hands were over his balls, but Nate didn't care. He stomped down hard, pulling Nick's legs as he did so, crushing Nick's hands along with his balls. Nick cried out and Nate threw his legs to the side. He then did a quick kick to his hands from behind, causing Nick to whimper and roll away instinctively.
"Come on..." Nate said, tired. His body was wet with sweat, glistening. He was breathing hard and put his hands on his knees. "Get the fuck up you fucking pussy. Carrie doesn't want a man who can't get up to defend her."
Nick groaned as he tried to get onto his belly. He tried to push himself up, but was shaking as he did so. Nick thought he would vomit at any moment. He felt like his balls were broken, and he could barely see. The pain was crowding out his vision. Or maybe it was the tears. He collapsed onto his stomach and Nate scoffed.
"Pathetic. Carrie could have anyone she wants." Nate said getting close to Nick. "Why the fuck would she pick someone who can't even handle her little brother..."
Nick gritted his teeth and threw a hand at Nate. Nate caught it and threw it down to the ground and stomped on his hand. Nick cried and writhed as he tried to squirm away. But Nate stood hard on Nick's hand. Nick's other hand was scratching at Nate's foot, as he was thrashing around. Nate used his free foot, and kicked Nick in the balls. Nick cried out as he felt the worst pain he's felt so far.
Nate pushed off Nick's hand, and let Nick send his non-crushed hand to nurse his crushed eggs. Nick whimpered and rolled around in agony, making hacking noises. He whined out, making weak noises one would only make when totally overwhelmed in agony. One hand cupping his manhood, the other hand unable to close fully. He rolled onto his back, then rolled over onto his stomach again. He coughed into the floor and looked glazed over. Nate bent over close to Nick, making sure he could hear him.
"Get up you weak fucking pussy."
Nick grunted and moved his injured hand to the floor. He cried out as he put too much pressure on it. He moved it in and moved his other hand to the floor.
"Come on... you'll never be good enough for my sister. NEVER!"
Nick pushed up slowly, whimpering as he did so. His body shaking, eyes lost.
"I don't know if Nick can go on..." Justin said, echoing the thoughts of everyone in the room.
Nick got onto his feet, barely. A hand holding his balls, the other weakly at his side and the weak teenager was facing Nate. Nick's eyes and face were red from crying, and he was still shaking. But he slowly walked towards Nate, doubled over, his balls being cradled, and a deep sickening ache sitting uncomfortably in his stomach. A pain that would cripple most guys.
Nate shook his head, and sent a mean side kick to Nick's stomach. Nick grunted and fell back as his eyes almost shot out of their sockets. Nick was sure he was about to vomit as he rolled onto his side. Nick felt the acid in the back of his throat as he started heaving. His neck extending, veins a painful shade of purple.
Nate walked over and pushed Nick onto his back. He hooked a leg and Liam got to the floor and did a quick count.
"ONE!"
"TWO!"
"THREE!"
Nate threw Nick's leg to the floor and stood up. He looked down at him with disgust and shook his head. He bent over and pointed his finger at Nick who was curled in a ball, holding his nuts and stomach.
"Don't... FUCK... with my sister." Nate spat at Nick. Nick lied there in terrible agony, unable to do anything more.
Liam pulled Nate back and raised his hand, pointing at Nate with his other hand. Nate was the victor.
"Holy fuck, that was brutal." Jordan said.
"Yeah... I think everyone needs a drink after that one." Mikey said. "Good shit though Nate."
Nate looked at Mikey. Nate had dry blood on his face, hairy body wet from sweat. Nate ran his hand through his hair that's somehow still wavy, and nodded.
"Thanks." He looked back at Nick who looked like he was dying. Nate sighed and walked over after Liam let his hand down. Nate sat on his heels, still in some pain. The adrenaline in his body's wore off, and he's starting to feel the effects. He cringed and held his face as he stared for some time. Stared at his friend in a horrible agony, red from both blood and stress. Nick's eyes were shut, his muscles tensing as he shivered and let out a whine. Nate grunted as he sat back and let out a sigh after a moment. No one said anything as they watched Nate stare at Nick's agonized body with a stare they couldn't make out. Nate turned to everyone after some time passed.
"You said something about drinks?"
Time passed and spirits were lifted. Everyone had a drink, and mostly everyone was chatty. Jordan and Mikey were sitting on the couch, Paul and Cody were leaning on the wall next to the couch. Justin was sitting next to Cody, looking at Sven who was standing across from him, talking to both he and Liam, who was standing next to Sven. Nick was on the other side of the room, sitting against the wall. He was given an extra drink. Nate sat next to him, also with an extra drink. Neither of them said anything for some time. Both were still in their underwear.
"Hey... Nick..." Nate said turning his head.
Nick turned his head to Nate as he took a sip of the alcoholic beverage.
Nate looked down and took a sip then thought for a few moments before he spoke. Nate regrets what he did to Nick at his house. He overreacted and didn't think. He could've killed Nick if Carrie didn't knock. Nate didn't want to do that. Nate would never want that. He turned his head to Nick with sincerity.
"I'm sorry."
Nick nodded and took a sip. He put it down. He looked down and thought. Nick did feel like he should be able to move onto Carrie if he wanted to. He still feels he has every right to. But he knows Nate doesn't want that, and Nate is still his friend. And Nick should respect his friend, even though Nate didn't do that himself. Nick finally heard Nate apologize and could see he meant it.
Nate looked back down and didn't say anything else. Nick extended his arm and put it over Nate's shoulder, like a good friend would do to make the other feel better. Nate smiled and moved his hand to Nick's, holding it with his own as both lied on Nate's shoulder. He leaned onto Nick's shoulder and wrapped his other hand around Nick's waist. Like a good friend would do.
"It's okay." Nick said softly.
The two sat together, sharing an intimate moment. Both Nate and Nick regretted their actions to an extent, and felt better knowing that things were okay now. Nick and Nate knew their bond grew stronger from this, because that's how it works. Friends fight, the fibers of the friendship strain. But if it doesn't break apart, it just makes them stronger. Nate let go of Nick's hand then sat back up against the wall.
"Okay, that's enough of that."
Nick laughed and moved his arm back to his side. The two took a sip of their drink at the same time, ready for whatever happens next.
"...Remember, pin-falls and submission only. No holds barred. But... yeah. No holds barred. But I'm gonna step in if you guys get carried away, okay?" Liam said, looking into both of their eyes. Neither took their eyes off each other.
"Dude, this is gonna be ugly." Cody said lowly.
Paul nodded, but didn't say anything.
Tension grew as nothing was said. Everyone waited patiently.
"...BEGIN!' Liam said as he stepped back. Nate instantly screamed as he threw a fist at Nick, who just got his arm up in time to block it. Nate threw another punch, this one lower at Nick's abs, which connected flush. Nick coughed as he bent over.
Nate pulled his elbow up and slammed it down on Nick's head, which caused Nick to stumble to a knee. Nate then went to throw a knee into Nick's face, but Nick managed to put his hands up, catching Nate's knee. Nick pulled Nate's knee up, causing Nate to lose his balance and fall on his back. Nick quickly threw a punch at Nate's stomach. Nate grunted as his body jerked up. But Nate was quick to react, despite the attack.
As Nick pulled his fist back, Nate grabbed onto his arm and jerked it back. Nick didn't expect this and got pulled inwards, falling off his knees onto Nate. Nate then wrapped his legs around Nick's neck and the arm he had in his grasp.
"Oh, shit. Tactics." Sven said aloud.
Nate squeezed legs tight as he pulled on Nick's arm. With a free hand he threw punches at Nick's head. Nick squirmed as he realized the terrible situation he was in. With the hand Nate had, he tried to claw at Nate's face, but he couldn't do anything. He then tried to punch Nate with his free hand, but couldn't get the same oomph Nate was. Nick decided to try a different approach.
He stood up and grabbed onto Nate's slacks. He then pulled his upper body up, yelling a masculine yell as his muscles tensed. He slowly lifted Nate off the floor, much to Nate's dismay.
"YOOO!!" Paul screamed, as he saw his brother start to lift Nate. Despite the constant strikes, Nick was undeterred by Nate. Nate decided he wasn't gonna be on the receiving end of a powerbomb. He untied his legs before he got too high and let go of Nick's arm. Nate fell towards the floor, but was still being held by his slacks. As Nate let go, he flipped over, and fell out of his slacks, falling on his shoulder. Now Nate was only in tight red underwear. His hairy legs for everyone to see.
"Oh my." Mikey said aloud.
Nate was on his belly, head facing Nick. Nate and Nick stared at the slacks for a bit, both unsure what to do.
Nate made the first move by jumping to his knees and sending a swift uppercut to Nick's balls. Nick yelled out and doubled over, bring his hands to his crotch, with Nate's slacks still in his hand. Nick's eyes squinted and whimpered over the low blow. Nate grabbed his slacks out of Nick's hands and stood up. Nick fell to his knees, whining and doubling over. Nate looked at the slacks and threw them to the side, deciding he didn't need them.
He looked back at Nick, who was still incapacitated. Nate grabbed his head, pulled it back then threw it to the floor with a light thud. Nick only just barely moved his hand out in time, but his head still hit hard.
"Thank god it's carpet." Justin said.
Nick was slightly dazed. A hand over his crotch, the other pushing his head off the ground. Nate jumped on him before Nick could reorient.
Nate grabbed Nick's head pounded it against the floor. Once, twice, thrice. Screaming each time. For the fourth, Nate pulled Nick's head all the way back, lifting his upper body. Nick was dazed, and wasn't able to protect himself. Nate yelled and threw his entire body to the floor with Nick's face. Nick's face hit the floor with nothing to lighten the fall except for his nose and the carpet. But it wasn't enough. Nick's nose didn't break, but it started bleeding badly. No one noticed until Liam pushed Nate back.
"Back up, back up." Liam said, getting Nate out of the way. Nate moved back with his hands up, breathing hard. His chest breathing in and out, he lifted his face to the sky and closed his eyes.
Liam rolled Nick over. Nick was obviously dazed and blood was pouring down his nose.
"HOLY SHIT!" Paul yelled as he saw the blood pouring out of his brother's nose.
Nate looked back down and saw it too. Nate smirked, happy with himself.
"Jesus..." Liam said, trying to figure out what to do. He looked around and saw Nate's shirt and went for it. He put it to Nick's nose to try and stifle the leak.
"That's not gonna come off the carpet very easily..." Mikey said under his breath.
Nick started moaning, and throwing his hands at Liam, trying to push him away.
"Dude, let me help. You're-"
"NO. I'm FINE!" Nick yelled, as he pushed Liam away with more energy. Liam fell back, and Nick got to his knees. He saw the blood falling onto the carpet and moved his hand to his nose and saw the crimson on his hand. He turned to Nate. Nate was staring at him, smirking. Confident. Pleased.
"Looks like you're making a mess there." Nate said, self-assured. This infuriated Nick. Nick looked back down and pushed himself up, stumbling as he got to his feet. Liam ran up to him to help.
"I SAID I'M FINE!" Nick screamed pushing Liam away. Nick looked at Nate across from him. Nate motioned Nick to come over to him. Nick didn't wait to think about it. He screamed and bolted at Nate. Nate didn't expect this, despite asking him to, and didn't have time to react.
Nick ran into Nate and threw themselves onto the couch behind them, falling right on top of Paul. Jordan and Mikey managed to scurry out of the way, however. Cody instinctively ran out of the way too.
Nick rained inaccurate punches at Nate, not really caring what he hit. He threw them, screaming without even looking. Paul managed to get hit in the nose with his brother's punch, and cried out. Paul then put his hands over his face, hoping he doesn't get any more punishment. Nate was getting overwhelmed and eventually managed to push his legs up and push Nick away. Nick ran right back in, but Nate shoved his foot out and Nick ran right into it, balls first. Nick cried out and fell to his back. Nate fell forward to the floor, disoriented due to the assault he just withstood. He stumbled to his feet, and looked around.
Meanwhile Paul stood up wanting to get away from the couch for his own safety. He held his bleeding nose as he stood up. He looked down and saw he had blood pouring down him. Just then Nate turned around and saw someone who looked just like Nick, bloody nose and all. Nate reacted on instinct and sent a swift kick between who he assumed was his opponents wide open khaki covered legs. Paul, who was not his opponent, yelled out in surprise. He looked at Nate with a confused yet pained expression, as he sent his hands to his balls. His legs were closed, as he looked down and fell on his knees. Blood getting all over the carpet.
"WOAH WHAT THE FUCK!" Cody screamed at Nate, pushing him away. "THATS NOT FUCKING NICK YOU IDIOT!"
Nate was confused. He looked at who he thought was Nick, then looked around the room. He saw Nick, on a knee, holding his crotch in his yellow shorts. Then back to Paul and saw him face first on his knees in khakis.
"Fuck, sorry." Nate quickly said unsure what to do. He motioned to go check on Paul, but shook his head and ran at Nick, who was on a knee, but saw Nate out of the corner of his eye. Nick shot up and sent a fist to Nate's unprotected face. Nate recoiled and held his nose as his head snapped back. Nick then sent a side kick to Nate's stomach, who then doubled over. Nick pushed a swinging kick to Nate's chest, sending Nate stumbling backwards.
Nick then shuffled in and sent the back of his elbow to Nate's head, dropping Nate to the floor. Nick looked down and Nate on his side, then rolled onto his back. Nate's eyes glazed and nose starting to bleed too. His body totally vulnerable. Nick raised his foot and sent it stomping down right on into Nate's bulge held tightly by his red underwear. Nate's meat flattened between the carpet and Nick's stomp.
Nate yelled out as he shot his legs up and tried to roll over, but Nick held his foot there. He twisted and turned his foot, churning Nate's delicate parts. Nate whined pitifully as he felt a terrible nauseating pain cripple him. His hands were over Nick's foot. Nick eventually pulled his foot away and turned around, hand back over his nose, which stopped bleeding. There was a red stain under his nose, sprinkled over his naked upper body, and even some stsins on his shorts.
Meanwhile, Cody put his hands on Paul's shoulders and tried to help him up to the couch. Paul was still in an extraordinary amount of pain.
"Come on, onto the couch. Lie down." Cody said, keeping an eye on the action, making sure him and Paul were safe. Jordan and Mikey were standing next to the couch, watching Nick grind Nate's plums. Then he stepped away and allowed Nate to curl up.
Cody put his head under Paul's arm and lifted him to the couch. Cody set Paul down gently and let him lie on his side. Paul groaned as he shifted his hands in his crotch.
"I know, I know. You'll be okay." Cody said with comfort, rubbing Paul's belly. He sat in front of the couch, looking at Paul, but turning around after a couple seconds. He then realized he had to pay attention as those two were out of control. He sat on his heels facing the action, and moved towards Paul's head. He moved his hand to Paul's arm and rubbed it sweetly before he moved his hand back to his side.
Nick was fuming. Everything started really boiling over right now. Nick hasn't dealt with the fact that Nate submerged his head in a full tub, and now the emotions he was repressing was getting let out. And all because Nate didn't want Nick to do something he felt he had every right in the world to do.
"FUUUUCCCKKK!" Nick screamed as his veins bulged. He turned to Nate and saw him curled up, coughing. He walked up to him and screamed "FUCK YOU NATE!" before he grabbed Nate by the hair and threw him across the room like a rag doll. Nick walked over to where Nate landed and grabbed him by the hair again and lifted him like yesterday's trash. He tried to set him on his feet, but Nate fell to his knees instantly. Nick picked him up again and looked into his eyes. Nate was staring at Nick, aware of the situation, but unable to do much.
"Your sister WANTS ME! SHE WANTS THIS!! AND THER-"
In an act of defiance Nate spat some blood at Nick, getting it in his eyes. Nick shrieked and let go of Nate, stumbling back away from Nate who managed to stay on his feet this time, but only barely. He kept his eyes forward but had to spread his legs to keep balanced.
Nick angrily got the blood out of his eyes. When he could see again he snapped his head at Nate, who was standing there, legs spread, looking almost drunk. Nick's eyebrows furrowed, eyes slanted and he grimaced as he walked to Nate and swung his fist back, throwing it at his face. Nate ducked however and sent his open palm to Nick's shorts, grabbing his crotch. Nick shot his hands down at his groin and tried to pry Nate's hands off.
"AHH! MY fucking bAALLSS!!"
Nate just started squeezing hard, causing Nick to cry out and try harder. Nate sent his free hand to Nick's face and clawed at his face. Nick screamed out and split his hands up, trying to deal with both dirty tactics. Nate pulled the hand dealing with Nick's face back, and did the same with the hand grabbing Nick's balls. However, he kept a grip on Nick's balls, so the jerking motion just caused Nick more agony as Nick fell to his knees. Nate got into Nick's ear and spoke viciously.
"Don't FUCKING TOUCH MY SISTER!" He said loud enough for everyone to hear. He pulled Nick's balls down towards the ground, which caused Nick to yelp. Nick's green eyes started to water. Nate twisted his hand, which caused Nick to squeal and kneel his head to the floor.
Nate pushed Nick to the floor, lying him on his back. Nate pulled his hand out of Nick's crotch and stood up. Nick sent his hands to his crotch and tried to curl up. But Nate didn't let him do this for too long. He bent over and moved Nick back onto his spine. He grabbed the wasitband of his yellow shorts and pulled down. Nick fought it but he was currently too weak and Nate just pried his hands away with ease. Nick's shorts were off, revealing his tight white underwear holding his huge bulge very well. His package was larger than Nate's, balls and dick both.
Nate spat on Nick's yellow shorts and threw them to the side. He looked around and saw Liam a few feet to his right, watching carefully. Liam glared at Nate and didn't say a word.
Nate looked back down at Nick who's moved to his knees, coughing. A hand between his legs, ass in the air. Nick's white bulge could be seen between his legs by Sven and Justin who were at the end of the room. Nate just saw Nick's flat smooth but wet back arching down towards his head. Nate kicked Nick in the side, causing Nick to fall to his side. Nate was breathing out.
"This only ends when he taps or stays down for 3, right?" Nate said, turning to Liam.
"Yeah." Liam replied. "Or someone gives in."
Nate looked back down at Nick who was curled in a ball, holding his balls in the tight white underwear. Nate stood over Nick, then sat a knee down. One leg on each side of Nick. He clenched his fists and looked around. Cody was watching with a blank expression. Cody was interested in watching, but he didn't enjoy seeing his friends going at it like this in such disdain for each other. Paul's eyes were open and in better spirits then before, not in as much agony. He was enjoying this more than Cody was. He wasn't sure if he wanted Nate or Nick to lose though.
Nate then turned to Jordan and Mikey, both of which were invested in the action. Both were enjoying this and didn't care one way or the other, as long as no one died.
Nate looked back down at Nick just in time to see Nick's fist in his face. Nate fell backwards with a cry, as he held his nose again. Nick wasn't able to capitalize though, still crippled by his balls. He rolled onto his side and tried to push himself up. But not before Nate angrily stood up first.
Nate saw two perfectly round orbs between Nick's legs and saw no alternative. Nate ran and sent a devastating kick to Nick's globes, pushing his bulge with force. Nick's bulge smacked against his stomach with a wet thwack. Nick couldn't even scream, but instead just fell forwards as he felt even more pain. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he kicked his legs.
Nate checked his nose for blood. There wasn't any, but it didn't make him feel any better. He walked over to Nick and grabbed his ankles and spread his legs. Nick's hands were over his balls, but Nate didn't care. He stomped down hard, pulling Nick's legs as he did so, crushing Nick's hands along with his balls. Nick cried out and Nate threw his legs to the side. He then did a quick kick to his hands from behind, causing Nick to whimper and roll away instinctively.
"Come on..." Nate said, tired. His body was wet with sweat, glistening. He was breathing hard and put his hands on his knees. "Get the fuck up you fucking pussy. Carrie doesn't want a man who can't get up to defend her."
Nick groaned as he tried to get onto his belly. He tried to push himself up, but was shaking as he did so. Nick thought he would vomit at any moment. He felt like his balls were broken, and he could barely see. The pain was crowding out his vision. Or maybe it was the tears. He collapsed onto his stomach and Nate scoffed.
"Pathetic. Carrie could have anyone she wants." Nate said getting close to Nick. "Why the fuck would she pick someone who can't even handle her little brother..."
Nick gritted his teeth and threw a hand at Nate. Nate caught it and threw it down to the ground and stomped on his hand. Nick cried and writhed as he tried to squirm away. But Nate stood hard on Nick's hand. Nick's other hand was scratching at Nate's foot, as he was thrashing around. Nate used his free foot, and kicked Nick in the balls. Nick cried out as he felt the worst pain he's felt so far.
Nate pushed off Nick's hand, and let Nick send his non-crushed hand to nurse his crushed eggs. Nick whimpered and rolled around in agony, making hacking noises. He whined out, making weak noises one would only make when totally overwhelmed in agony. One hand cupping his manhood, the other hand unable to close fully. He rolled onto his back, then rolled over onto his stomach again. He coughed into the floor and looked glazed over. Nate bent over close to Nick, making sure he could hear him.
"Get up you weak fucking pussy."
Nick grunted and moved his injured hand to the floor. He cried out as he put too much pressure on it. He moved it in and moved his other hand to the floor.
"Come on... you'll never be good enough for my sister. NEVER!"
Nick pushed up slowly, whimpering as he did so. His body shaking, eyes lost.
"I don't know if Nick can go on..." Justin said, echoing the thoughts of everyone in the room.
Nick got onto his feet, barely. A hand holding his balls, the other weakly at his side and the weak teenager was facing Nate. Nick's eyes and face were red from crying, and he was still shaking. But he slowly walked towards Nate, doubled over, his balls being cradled, and a deep sickening ache sitting uncomfortably in his stomach. A pain that would cripple most guys.
Nate shook his head, and sent a mean side kick to Nick's stomach. Nick grunted and fell back as his eyes almost shot out of their sockets. Nick was sure he was about to vomit as he rolled onto his side. Nick felt the acid in the back of his throat as he started heaving. His neck extending, veins a painful shade of purple.
Nate walked over and pushed Nick onto his back. He hooked a leg and Liam got to the floor and did a quick count.
"ONE!"
"TWO!"
"THREE!"
Nate threw Nick's leg to the floor and stood up. He looked down at him with disgust and shook his head. He bent over and pointed his finger at Nick who was curled in a ball, holding his nuts and stomach.
"Don't... FUCK... with my sister." Nate spat at Nick. Nick lied there in terrible agony, unable to do anything more.
Liam pulled Nate back and raised his hand, pointing at Nate with his other hand. Nate was the victor.
"Holy fuck, that was brutal." Jordan said.
"Yeah... I think everyone needs a drink after that one." Mikey said. "Good shit though Nate."
Nate looked at Mikey. Nate had dry blood on his face, hairy body wet from sweat. Nate ran his hand through his hair that's somehow still wavy, and nodded.
"Thanks." He looked back at Nick who looked like he was dying. Nate sighed and walked over after Liam let his hand down. Nate sat on his heels, still in some pain. The adrenaline in his body's wore off, and he's starting to feel the effects. He cringed and held his face as he stared for some time. Stared at his friend in a horrible agony, red from both blood and stress. Nick's eyes were shut, his muscles tensing as he shivered and let out a whine. Nate grunted as he sat back and let out a sigh after a moment. No one said anything as they watched Nate stare at Nick's agonized body with a stare they couldn't make out. Nate turned to everyone after some time passed.
"You said something about drinks?"
Time passed and spirits were lifted. Everyone had a drink, and mostly everyone was chatty. Jordan and Mikey were sitting on the couch, Paul and Cody were leaning on the wall next to the couch. Justin was sitting next to Cody, looking at Sven who was standing across from him, talking to both he and Liam, who was standing next to Sven. Nick was on the other side of the room, sitting against the wall. He was given an extra drink. Nate sat next to him, also with an extra drink. Neither of them said anything for some time. Both were still in their underwear.
"Hey... Nick..." Nate said turning his head.
Nick turned his head to Nate as he took a sip of the alcoholic beverage.
Nate looked down and took a sip then thought for a few moments before he spoke. Nate regrets what he did to Nick at his house. He overreacted and didn't think. He could've killed Nick if Carrie didn't knock. Nate didn't want to do that. Nate would never want that. He turned his head to Nick with sincerity.
"I'm sorry."
Nick nodded and took a sip. He put it down. He looked down and thought. Nick did feel like he should be able to move onto Carrie if he wanted to. He still feels he has every right to. But he knows Nate doesn't want that, and Nate is still his friend. And Nick should respect his friend, even though Nate didn't do that himself. Nick finally heard Nate apologize and could see he meant it.
Nate looked back down and didn't say anything else. Nick extended his arm and put it over Nate's shoulder, like a good friend would do to make the other feel better. Nate smiled and moved his hand to Nick's, holding it with his own as both lied on Nate's shoulder. He leaned onto Nick's shoulder and wrapped his other hand around Nick's waist. Like a good friend would do.
"It's okay." Nick said softly.
The two sat together, sharing an intimate moment. Both Nate and Nick regretted their actions to an extent, and felt better knowing that things were okay now. Nick and Nate knew their bond grew stronger from this, because that's how it works. Friends fight, the fibers of the friendship strain. But if it doesn't break apart, it just makes them stronger. Nate let go of Nick's hand then sat back up against the wall.
"Okay, that's enough of that."
Nick laughed and moved his arm back to his side. The two took a sip of their drink at the same time, ready for whatever happens next.
Nick is wearing orange polo and yellow shorts
Cody tight jeans and blue dress shirt with white stripes
Jordan white sleeveless and sweats
Paul is wearing white tee and khakis
Nate is wearing white buttoned up dress shirt and light blue slacks
Mikey is wearing black tee and sweats
Liam wears a white tee under a black leather, and nice jeans
Sven was wearing a long sleeve light blue aeropastle and a good pair of jeans that aren't too tight
Justin wore plain dark blue shirt and sweats
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