Nick and Charlie (smut)

It All Started with a Massage

Preface
Nick and Charlie have been best friends for about a year. Charlie is hopelessly in love with Nick and has his suspicions that Nick might not be straight but he doesn't want to risk their friendship.

Charlie's POV
My favourite thing to do is to stand on the side of the rugby pitch, as a sub, and watch Nick. I hate actually playing rugby and sometimes regret agreeing to join the team but this makes it so worth it.

God, I fancy him so much. It's almost painful that I can't do anything about it but he's my best friend. The most caring and funny person I've ever met (don't tell Tao that) and if I ever expressed how much I want to rip his clothes off and kiss all over his body it will definitely ruin what we have.

Nick's POV
Back in the changing rooms Charlie and I are doing our usual routine of him watching me get changed and me pretending not to notice. I can't say I mind at all, if anything I find it flattering. Occasionally his eyes will catch mine and I give him a smirk and he goes bright red. He's so adorable when he's all flustered.

Sometimes I find myself flirting with him, I'm not really sure why it just kind of happens.

He isn't being very subtle at all today and I'm pretty sure he just bit his lip. I look at him and catch his gaze, winking at him. He quickly turns and I can't help but chuckle to myself.

Charlie's POV
Shit! He just caught me looking again! Wait, did he just wink at me?! My face feels like it's on fire and I daren't even look in his direction.

"Are you still coming over?" Nick asks me suddenly.
"Yeah of course." I say trying not to sound as humiliated as I am.
"Are you okay?" He asks softly, putting his hand on my arm.
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine." I force myself to look at him, which is a mistake. Jesus Christ, what has gotten into me?! I wasn't normally this bad!

Nick's POV
"Just let me win Charlie!" I shout in frustration as he beats me at mario kart for the fifth time in a row.
"Aww, sorry!" He laughs, nudging into my shoulder.
"Ow!" I gasp, holding my shoulder.
"Are you alright?" Charlie asks confused.
"Ah! Yeah... I think I pulled my shoulder today..." I say, rolling my shoulder and stretching my neck.
"Sounds like you need a massage." Charlie says laughing. I think about it for a second and the thought of Charlie giving me a massage suddenly seems very appealing.
"Well... If you're offering..." I say, giving Charlie a cheeky look, he goes bright red.

"Oh! I... Erm... Do you want me to?"
"Do you want to?"
"Erm... Okay..." Charlie's eyes are so wide, he looks slightly shocked but he's grinning, I've never seen him like this before. I laugh and start to unbutton my school shirt.

Charlie's POV
Oh my god what is happening?! Is he flirting with me? Does he actually want a massage or does he just want me to touch him? I watch as he slides his shirt off his shoulders and pulls his arms out, the sleeves getting caught slightly on his biceps.

Jesus fucking Christ!

"Do you want me to lay down so you can sit on my back or shall I just sit in front of you?" Nick asks as if this is completely normal for us. I suddenly feel like I can't breathe, my heart is pounding and I just stare at him.

"Charlie?"
"Erm, just... Sit... Yeah sittings fine..." What the hell is he trying to do to me?!

Nick turns around so he's sitting with his back towards me, I've never really looked at his back before but I swear I can see every bloody muscle. I desperately try to control my breathing as I move my hand to touch his shoulder.
"W-where does it hurt?"
"Just here." He says, pointing to the bit between his shoulder and his neck.
"Oh god." I whisper.
"What?"
"Nothing, nothing."