grayson sucked in a harsh breath as he turned to his left. there he was, seated in the passenger seat of his best friends car.
he's never confessed that he has had a crush on his best friend, nick, for four years. although nick knew that grayson was attracted to men, he didn't know that grayson was thinking of him all day, every day. thinking of nicks slight touches, the cool breeze nick would leave behind when he leaves his sight, the kisses nick would leave on his forehead if he had a bad day.
or when grayson got hard after thinking about nick fucking him until he lost his voice, teasing him, touching him in places he's touched himself, but would feel so much better if his hand was replaced with nicks larger, warmer hand.
he couldn't obtain the way he felt, not even if he tried in the slightest bit. not if he thought of nick thrusting in and out of him every chance he got. it was simply impossible.
it's a free chance.
he blinked out of his daze and found himself eyeing nick down as he gripped the steering wheel with both of his muscular hands. he was concentrated on the road, focusing himself with squinted, dark eyes.
his hair was dark brown, almost black. it hung over his forehead, covering his top lashes. his eyes glowed from the sunlight peeking through the windows. his beard was a lighter colour than his hair, but it was equally attractive. it made his sharp jawline more defined, the stubble dragging low just past his strong neck.
graysons eyes travelled down nicks body and he licked his lips, sharply checking out the big muscles that were hugged by the tight black shirt that was displayed over his upper half. one vein protruded from his right arm as he adjusted his hands on the wheel. graysons eyes wondered down more. jackpot.
nicks dick was bulging through his khaki pants, even without a boner. graysons thoughts possessed his mind and he couldn't help but think of how good nick would feel inside of him. his big hard dick, ramming into graysons tight hole.
grayson snapped into reality as he felt himself growing under his briefs, his thoughts getting the best of him once again. his cheeks flushed out of embarrassment and he looked out the window, cupping his hands over his now, fully erect dick.
"fuck", grayson whispered, not expecting nick to hear him.
"what's wrong, gray?", nick replied out of concern.
"n-nothing, im fine", grayson responded, letting his hands drop accidentally as he brought a hand up to his soft hair, his boner being extremely noticeable.
out of the corner of nicks eye, he saw it. every single inch that was begging to be released from the tight fabric. he snickered lightly to himself, looking grayson up and down with a smirk. grayson looked away in embarrassment and held his face in his hands.
"someone's excited", nick said with confidence, teasing the poor guy.
"if only he knew it was him who caused this", grayson said in barely a whisper, which nick so happened to hear as well.
"w-w-what?", nick stuttered in embarrassment, his cheeks now going red.
"nothing! you didn't hear anything, trust me", grayson said in a quick and scared tone, nervous and embarrassed for how nick might react.
