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Title: The One Where There's No Heat
Author:
Part: 1/1
Series: The One Series
Pairing: JoNi
Warning: Slash warning, AU Warning
Rating: NC 17
Notes: The muses have gone away and left me with nothing. But as I was walking outside and freezing because it’s colder than a motherfuck here, I got inspiration. It was easy to get into this story because it is THAT cold in my house (sometimes I can see my breath) and ...yeah. They say write what you know, and right now, I know cold. Temperature is in celcius, because I just don't get that Fahrenheit. 32 is HOT... And ...it sounds colder when you say minus thirty (which it has been here). LMAO. So yeah *brrrrr* *shiver*. Cold.

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Nick was sure that he’d never been more cold in his entire life, and if he ever did get feeling back into his feet, hands and face, he would be infinitely grateful. People were continually saying how glad they were that it wasn’t snowing. "At least it’s not snowing too," they said, but he would have rathered the snow. It got warmer when it snowed, and yeah, it might be a bitch to get around in, but at least it made being outside for long periods of time a little more bearable. It certainly wasn’t snowing now, it was too god damned cold for it, and if he hadn’t imagined the few pellets that he’d been hit with seconds earlier, it was starting to freezing rain, which was just about the only thing that could happen at that moment to make his day worse.

For the most part, Nick loved being a mail man. He could strap his iPod to his arm, thread the earphones through his jacket (or sweater, or even tee shirt in the summer) and deliver the mail on his route, enjoying the fact that he got paid to be outside in the fresh air and not cooped up in some stuffy office wearing a suit being someone’s monkey boy. There were bad days and good days, times that he wondered why he would put up with working for the postal service, especially since not only were the people he worked for crazy, but so were the people he delivered to. But the majority of the time, he loved what he did.

In the summer, he got to work on his tan, loving the feel of the sun kissing his skin. The heat and humidity didn’t bother him, so even on the worst of days when everyone else was complaining that they were living in a virtual hell and when was winter coming to give them some relief, he would pass by with a smile on his face, nodding politely. The rain was a problem, but even then he would just put on his slicker and try to get his route done faster, the less time spent out in it the better. But never in the few years he’d been delivering mail, could he ever remember it being THIS cold out. He had lost feeling in his feet about two hours earlier, and his hands were painfully numb.

When he had taken his break and sought refuge in the same Starbucks he passed every single day, he heard customers saying how it was minus thirty five with the wind chill and supposed to get colder as the day passed. The long underwear he was wearing, as well as the two long sleeved tee shirts he had under his uniform shirt, sweater and jacket, were doing almost nothing to chase the chill away. It had seeped into his bones and he was on count down until he could finally go home.

Just having missed the bus, Nick scowled as his day was continually going downhill. He was sore from the pellets of freezing rain that had assaulted him for the past hour, cranky at how wet he was, and angry that no one seemed to shovel the sidewalks anymore, let alone salt the ice. All he could think about was getting home, taking a hot bath or shower and curling up in front of the TV. Forty five minutes later Nick climbed onto the bus and curled up at the back, closing his eyes as he reveled in the heat provided by the bus’ heaters. By the time they reached his stop, Nick felt almost human again. The thought of getting back off the bus and into the freezing cold sent shivers up Nick’s spine, but he knew that if he walked as fast as possible, he could make it from the bus stop to the apartment he shared with one of his best friends in less than ten minutes.

Nick had met Joey in college, both playing on the same intramural basketball team. They were in two different programmes, but seeing each other two times a week at games had brought them together to form a solid friendship that lasted longer than the intramural season. As time went by, they found they had a lot more in common than basketball. Nick was openly gay where Joey was, at that time, testing out his bi-curious side. Although, he hadn’t tested with Nick, Joey knew that he could always go to the blonde to talk, whenever he needed to. When Nick was looking for somewhere to live when he moved out of residence, Joey had suggested they get a place together. Joey was training to be a chef, while Nick wasn’t sure what he wanted to do with his life. He had originally taken business management, but when he was offered a job with the post office, the money, not to mention the benefits and job itself was more than enough incentive to accept. That had been two years earlier and while
 they’d both had their fair share of arguments and annoyances, they had to agree that the living situation was nearly perfect.

The wind cut through Nick as if he was wearing only a tee shirt and he picked up the pace. The giant house that they lived in, which had been turned into four separate apartments by the owners, was in view and he could almost feel the warmth he knew he would be met with once he arrived. The smile nearly cracked his frozen face, but Nick allowed the corners of his lips to curl up as he closed in the last one hundred feet. What Nick hadn’t been anticipating was the rush of cold air he felt as he entered the main foyer. He and Joey occupied the upper, most back ‘apartment’ and as he climbed the stairs, he could still see his breath, the first sign that something was wrong. Figuring that the landlord hadn’t turned the heater up enough, Nick forced himself not to panic just yet. Once he went into his and Joey’s portion of the house, he knew for sure that he would finally be able to warm up.

The key turned and Nick opened the door to find Joey curled up on the couch, wrapped in what looked like at least three blankets. Nick assumed it was Joey since he couldn’t get a clear view of the person through all of the blankets and the toque on his head. "Joey?" Nick asked in an even tone. "Why can I see my breath? I’m inside, I shouldn’t be able to see my breath!"

Ever so slowly, the figure sitting on the couch, surrounded in blankets and wearing not only a toque, but a scarf and mittens too, turned around and Nick’s blue eyes met the brown eyes of his best friend. Nick felt his stomach drop and his mood worsen. "Bad news."

With a resounding ‘SLAM’, Nick kicked the door shut and dropped his messenger bag on the floor against the wall. He held his breath and counted to ten, waiting for Joey to tell him that it was a very cruel joke. That he would turn the heat on any minute and give Nick hope that he’d be able to feel his fingers and toes again sometime this century. When he watched Joey shake his head in defeat Nick stomped his feet on the ground. "You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!"

"Sorry bro. The heater’s dead. The whole fucking furnace blew apparently. All I know is that when I came home, there was a note on the door that the people downstairs were trying to do something to turn the heat up higher and they broke it." Joey frowned at the look of pure desperation in Nick’s eyes. He knew how cold it had been outside that day, and where he at least had been inside for the majority of it, Nick had been out in the cold since at least breakfast. He could only imagine how eager Nick had been to get home and out of the cold, but now his torture was going to be prolonged.

"All I wanted to do was come home, warm up and now ...fuck..." Nick didn’t even bother to take his jacket off. He toed his boots off and walked across the living room to sit beside Joey on the couch. Wiggling his toes, Nick tried to at least get a bit of the blood flowing back into them, although he wasn’t entirely sure it wasn’t colder inside their apartment than it was outside. "When are they going to fix it?"

Joey gave a shrug and leaned back against the couch. "Dunno. I called the landlord, he said someone was going to come and look at it either tomorrow or the next day."

"There’s a fucking winter advisory thingie," Nick growled. "They can’t wait a few days, can they? I mean, what if we freeze to death?"

Joey couldn’t help but chuckle at Nick’s whine, distracted by the puffs of air coming from Nick’s mouth. He breathed out a few times, watching the clouds float up over their heads.

"I’m serious here," Nick sighed as he stamped his foot on the floor. He too was distracted by his breath. "This is so not right."

"You should have seen the look on my face when I got home. I was so fucking pissed," Joey said. "I figured you would be really cold though, so I made some chili. That should warm you up. Fuck, it was nice just standing over the stove while I was cooking it."

Nick snorted as he nodded his head. "That sounds so good," he paused as a chill ran up his spine. "I need something to take this chill off."

"Well, go take a warm shower. Not too hot or it will seem colder when you come out, but something to warm you up a little. Put on some clothes then come back out. We can wrap ourselves in blankets, eat chili, drink tea and hope that when we wake up tomorrow, it will all have been a dream."

With a sigh, Nick stood up. His whole body was starting to ache from the cold and he wondered if he would ever stop shivering. So he wouldn’t have to go further than he had to after his shower, Nick brought the clothes he was going to change into, into the bathroom with him. He had a pair of underwear, thermal underwear, two pairs of jogging pants, three pairs of socks, a tee shirt, long sleeved tee and a fleece sweater. His mittens and toque were out in the living room where he’d left them. Joey promised that he’d have Nick’s chili and tea waiting when he got out, piping hot and ready to eat.

Twenty minutes later, Nick padded from the bathroom which was nice and warm from the steam, into the living room which felt, as Joey predicted, colder than when he’d gone in. The toque was instantly on his head to prevent his hair from freezing and him from catching more of a cold than he probably already had, and with a pout, he sat down on the couch next to Joey. "Is it colder in here, or is it me?"

Joey shrugged. "Probably both." He handed Nick over a bowl of chili and patted the blankets he’d set up on the couch for Nick. "Now get in before you freeze to death."

"Lets watch some movie where they’re at the beach," Nick suggested as he inhaled the warm heat from the chili. "I need to take my mind off of how fucking cold I am right now."


Joey flicked through the channels. He paused for a moment recognizing the movie playing. "Alive?" He snorted. Nick’s eyes narrowed. He would have kicked the other man except it would have meant to take his leg out from where it was nestled under the blankets.

"Yeah, lets watch a movie where they get stranded in the Andes and nearly freeze to death. Because THAT won’t take my mind off of it." Nick growled as Joey laughed. "Fucker!"

"Okay ...okay ... I get it." Joey flicked through the channels until he reached the movie networks. As he pressed the guide’ button on the remote, they got a listing of everything that was playing. Nick’s eye caught on one movie in particular and felt his lips curl up into a smile

"There, Hidalgo."


"What?" Joey asked. He saw the channel Nick was talking about and clicked on it. "What the hell is this?"

"It’s that movie with Viggo," Nick purred while wiggling his eyebrows. When Joey showed no recognition he rolled his eyes. "Viggo Mortensen? Lord of the Rings? Aragorn?"

Joey nodded. "I know who he is, I don’t recognize the movie."

"I heard it was meh," Nick said as he took another bite of his chili. "But Viggo’s hot, and it takes place in the desert. So lets watch that."

It was about a quarter of the way through the movie, they were finished with their chili and tea, realizing that neither were doing much to fend off the rising chill in the air when Nick was struck with an idea. "Holy fuck," he said, bolting upright from the slouching position he’d taken. "Whey didn’t I think of it before!"

Joey startled and nearly fell off the couch. As bad as the movie was, he had to admit that Viggo was pretty hot and he was starting to feel a little warm in certain parts of his body. Looking at Nick, he shrugged. "What?"

"I’m going to call Justin, if he’s home, we’re so going there tonight." Justin was Nick’s fraternal twin and his other best friend in the entire world. As well as they got along, as close as they were, after living together for almost twenty years, they had agreed that it was best they take a bit of a break from one another. And so when they had both moved out of the double room they shared in college, Nick moved in with Joey and Justin moved in with his long term girlfriend Holly. The twins lived only a fifteen minute drive from one another, but it was the freedom they needed to explore their individuality. Nick couldn’t believe that he hadn’t thought of it before, and silently prayed that either Holly or Justin was home to answer his call. They not only had heat, but they had an extra bed and a couch, both which would be perfect for him and Joey that night.

"Dude, fucking right you should call him. Didn’t even think about J!" Joey said with renewed hope. Their night might still be salvaged and Joey could practically feel the heat that they would encounter at Justin’s house.

Nick frowned as voice mail kicked in. "Fuck. J? Hol? When you guys get this, give me a call. Joey and I are at home and the ass wipes downstairs killed the furnace. We’ve got no heat over here and I swear my nuts are freezing off. Can we crash at your place until they fix it?"

Joey couldn’t help but laugh as Nick hung up the phone. "You better hope that J gets that and not Holly." Nick’s smirk caused for Joey to laugh harder, clouds dancing in the air between them. "She’ll kick your ass for talking like that on her precious machine."

"Well my nuts are freezing off," Nick whined as he tucked his hands back under the blankets. "Everything’s freezing off."

Joey nodded sympathetically. They sat in silence for a few minutes before Joey turned to Nick. "We should cuddle under the same blanket, body heat!"

It was basic boy scout information, to avoid hypothermia share body heat, but the thought hadn’t occurred to Nick until Joey commented on it. The thought of curling up with Joey sent delicious tingles through his body, warming up parts that Nick had feared were long since frozen. Although both of them were admittedly gay and bi respectively, neither Nick nor Joey had ever instigated any type of sexual or romantic relationship with the other. They had fallen immediately into a zone of being ‘friends’ and swept any inclinations under the rug. Nick couldn’t lie and say that there hadn’t been times when he’d found himself attracted to Joey. And Joey had on many occasions taken a moment to step back and recognize how sensual Nick was, but neither had felt the urge to take their friendship past the platonic stage.

"Yeah, at this point I’ll try just about anything," Nick teased as he opened his blanket to allow Joey underneath.

"Oh god, don’t feel obligated, ass," Joey teased as he slid closer to Nick on the couch. "Like you’re the first person I want to be stuck in this frozen hell with!"

Nick narrowed his eyes jokingly. It was clear by the twinkle in Joey’s eyes that he was kidding. "You know you want me," Nick teased back. They wrapped their arms around one another, almost immediately feeling the difference in temperature.

"Oh yeah, I dream about you. Every night." Joey snuggled in closer to Nick as they tried to find a comfortable position. Finally, they ended up with Joey’s arms around Nick’s shoulders, Nick’s arms around Joey’s torso with his head on Joey’s chest. They had at least a half a dozen layers of clothing on between them, but the cocoon they’d wrapped themselves in was warm and cozy.

"This is nice," Nick commented happily. His body was tingling and he was thankful that they had so many layers of clothing so that Joey wouldn’t be able to feel the erection he now had. Just being that close to Joey, the strain of the night and the warm, comfortable feeling had gotten him hard and he wasn’t entirely sure what to do about it.

Joey nodded, pulling Nick close. "Hmmmm."

It was about a half an hour later when Nick looked up to see Joey’s eyes riveted on the screen. Nick could still feel the chill in his bones, after so long of being so cold, it would take a while for his body to adjust to the heat entirely. There was a bit of stubble on Joey’s face, making him seem more rugged and masculine than when he just shaved, and the concentration displayed on Joey’s face was beautiful. His eyes were focused and his lips were slightly parted. As if feeling Nick’s eyes on him, Joey looked down, catching his gaze.

"What?" Joey asked softly. He wasn’t sure why Nick was watching him, and it was slightly unnerving. Especially since Nick’s eyes were a clear blue, his cheeks and nose still pink from the cold and his lips a shade of near blue that was slightly unnatural. Although he still had the toque on, Joey knew that the hair underneath it was the colour of spun gold, and silky soft to the touch. Nick was beautiful, no matter what the circumstances, and to have their bodies touching so intimately and pressed together, Nick’s scent invading Joey’s senses, he was starting to have thoughts that he wasn’t sure he should be having about his best friend.

"Nothing. Just looking at you." Nick said with a smile. Instead of breaking the gaze, Nick held it. He wasn’t sure what he was starting, but he knew it felt right. And good.

Joey leaned down to rub their noses together. He could see their breath between them and felt his stomach jump excitedly. "Your lips are blue."

"Cold," Nick replied, licking them. He frowned when Joey shook his head.

"Don’t do that, if you lick them when they’re cold, they’ll chap." In shaking his head, Joey rubbed his nose to Nick’s repeatedly. He rest his forehead against Nick’s and felt the blonde shift just enough to bring their faces closer together. Joey could think of one good way to warm Nick’s lips up and before he could talk himself out of it, he leaned down to softly press their mouths together. "So cold," he murmured against Nick’s mouth.

Nick felt a shiver race down his spine, but it had nothing to do with how cold it was. It had everything to do with Joey and the kiss they had just shared. Joey’s lips were as cold as his, but the feel of their mouths pressed together was hot, almost electric and although it was over before it started, Nick smiled.

Joey opened his eyes to see that Nick’s were closed and he had a smile on his face. Judging that since Nick hadn’t pulled away or tried to stop him, Joey took it to mean that Nick wanted this just as much as he did. He watched as Nick’s tongue darted out to once again lick his lips. Almost immediately, Joey leaned down to capture Nick’s tongue between his own lips, sucking softly on it.

Nick moaned as Joey’s lips fit around his tongue erotically. He felt his tongue being sucked into Joey’s mouth and parted his lips to encourage another kiss. Within moments, Nick felt Joey capture his mouth in a sweet but erotic kiss, the two fighting to get as close to the other as possible. It was as Nick’s cold hand slid underneath Joey’s shirts to come in contact with his body that Joey squealed and pulled away.

"Fuck," Joey laughed into Nick’s mouth. He was pleased to see that the blonde’s lips were no longer blue, but a deep red and swollen, not to mention slightly damp. He took Nick in another kiss, swallowing the apology that was uttered.

"Sorry..." Nick mumbled as he allowed Joey to resume the kiss. "Wanted to feel you.."

"What’s going on?" Joey asked as he nibbled Nick’s jaw playfully. "What are we doing?" As much as he wanted this, and for as long as he’d wanted this, he didn’t want it to be at the expense of their friendship. If this was just a way to keep warm, he needed to know so he didn’t become too invested in an idea of a relationship.

"We’re kissing" Nick answered, sucking Joey’s lower lip into his mouth. "God I love your mouth."

Joey whimpered as Nick’s tongue danced playfully with his own. He felt Nick shift them and press him against the couch. The blankets had fallen away and neither man had noticed, as the temperature between them was escalating to scorching degrees. "Is it just for tonight?"

Nick stopped immediately at Joey’s question. He had thought about Joey on many occasion as more than a friend, but nothing had ever been big enough to push them into doing anything about it. Now that the opportunity had presented itself, Nick wasn’t letting himself think too far in advance. "Do you want it for tonight?"

"I want tonight," Joey admitted truthfully. He cupped Nick’s face in his hands and kissed him passionately. "I’ve wanted tonight for a while. But I might want it for more... I don’t know."

Nick smiled as he nuzzled Joey’s cheek with his nose. "I don’t know either. But I do know I want you tonight. I want this tonight, so lets not think about more until later."

Joey sighed in relief as he pulled Nick down for another kiss. "Good. Now I know an even better way that we can keep warm." He pushed Nick up and off of him before leading the blonde into his bedroom. Thankfully, just that morning Joey had changed his sheets and put on the

flannel sheets. That, along with his down comforter and the electric blanket that he’d forgotten his mother had bought him, they would be more than toasty warm in his bed. Together. Naked.

"I want to undress you," Joey admitted softly, pleased when he watched Nick blush. "But it’s too cold and I don’t want to ruin the moment. So lets just both undress as fast as possible, get inside the blankets and I take a rain check on the undressing you part."

Nick looked at Joey and felt his body react at the knowledge of what they were about to do. He wanted nothing more than to be able to strip Joey of his clothing, one article at a time and savour his naked body as it was revealed to him, but Joey was right, the air in the room was way too cold to be undressed and exposed for far too long. "Deal. Only if I get to do the same."

Joey’s cock throbbed and he licked his lips in anticipation. "Deal."

Nick chuckled and shook his head. "No licking your lips, we don’t want them chapping." He stepped in and kissed Joey once again, whimpering at the way Joey’s mouth worked his expertly. For the first time that day, Nick was feeling warm, almost hot and he suddenly wanted to get rid of all of the layers of clothing that were separating them. He tilted his head and opened his mouth wider, inviting Joey to deepen the kiss. As Joey’s hands slid into his jogging pants and cupped his ass through his thermal underwear, Nick realized that they could be doing more. And be naked. Together.

"Bed..." Nick mumbled against Joey’s mouth. He tightened his hold on Joey’s sweater and pulled him so that they were at the edge of the bed.

With a whimper, Joey pulled away and started pulling at his clothes frantically. The cold air in the room went unnoticed as he watched in rapture as Nick followed his actions and began to undress. Goose bumps covered the blonde’s tanned skin and Joey’s mouth went dry for a moment as he saw Nick naked for the first time. "Jesus.." He growled feeling his already hard cock twitch in anticipation.

Nick yelped at the feel of the cold air on his skin and he dove for the bed, snuggling underneath so that only his head was peeking out. "Hurry up ...too cold," he whined, giving a shiver. Joey removed the last layer of clothing and followed suit, jumping under the sheets under Nick. They took a few seconds to catch their breath, both breaking out into laughter.

"So this isn’t weird at all!" Joey chuckled as warmth enveloped him. He could feel Nick shivering beside him and itched to reach out and touch him. Before he could, he felt the bed shift and Nick slide towards him.

"It would be better if we didn’t have to worry about freezing our dicks off," Nick laughed as he rolled towards Joey. "But this is definitely workable." Before either of them could change their minds, Nick rolled so that he was half on top of Joey, taking his lips in a hot, passionate kiss. They picked up exactly where they’d left off, and if either were having any second thoughts about what they were about to do, they vanished at the first feel of their tongues pressing together.

"Wish I could see you," Joey said with regret. He had always admired Nick’s body, how big he was but the fact that it was muscle and not actual body fat. His fingers danced over bare skin, touching everywhere he could possibly reach, enjoying the way Nick reacted to his touch. His hands moved down Nick’s back to rest on his ass, pressing their bodies together tighter.

The heat generated between the two of them caused for Nick to shiver in delight. He knew that Joey hadn’t turned on the electric blanket just yet, but for the time being, there was no need for it. They were grinding together at such a rapid pace, their body heat was powerful enough to probably heat the whole apartment. He parted his lips enough to allow for Joey to ravage his mouth. When they were both breathless and sweating, Nick pulled away slightly.

"We should have thought about this hours ago," Nick sighed. He laid his head down on Joey’s chest for a moment to catch his breath. His fingers were drawing patterns on Joey’s hips as he enjoyed the feel of Joey’s burly body underneath his. Much to everyone’s surprise, Nick preferred his men masculine and solid rather than effeminate and wispy. He liked a man that could take possession of him, throw him down and fuck him hard. And after watching Joey in action for so many years, Nick knew Joey could do just that. The steady thrum of Joey’s heart beat was like music to Nick’s ears and he nuzzled his nose in the chest hair where he’d been listening.

Nick’s nose was cold and Joey reacted as it pressed against his warm chest. The sound of surprise quickly turned into a moan of pleasure as Nick’s nose was replaced by his tongue. His tongue which was now licking a path to his nipple, where Nick took the nub between his teeth. Once Joey’s left nipple was paid enough attention, Nick made his way to the other one, licking and biting at that until Joey was writhing beneath him. He could feel their swollen erections rubbing against one another and Joey had to agree, he wished they’d done this a damn long time ago.

It took almost no effort for Joey to firmly grab a hold of Nick and turn them over so that he was laying on top of the blonde. They’d rolled onto a cold spot of the sheets and Nick squealed as the cool sheets hit his back. "Cold," he murmured as Joey kissed him senseless.

"I’ll heat you up," Joey promised. He nudged Nick’s knees apart and settled himself between them, loosely wrapping Nick’s legs around his thighs. The blankets were brought up around Joey’s shoulders, creating a warm cocoon around them. The fact that there was no heat in the apartment and that less than an hour earlier they were miserable and freezing was pushed out of their heads, all that they could think about was the here and now and how heavenly the bed and each other felt.

With lightning quick reflexes, Joey extended his hand to reach in the night stand beside the bed. The kiss never broke as he blindly searched for and found a strip of condoms. He slid it under the sheets beside them as the kiss continued. Neither of them were in too much of a rush, knowing that they had all night.

The pressure in his groin was getting too much and finally Nick began to writhe uncontrollably under Joey. "Please ...I want you.."

Joey smiled against Nick’s mouth. There was something about the blonde that made Joey want to just lay there and spend hours kissing and touching him. His taste was addictive, his touch explosive and Joey’s whole body felt as if it was on fire. Normally, getting off was always Joey’s main priority, but if they had have just spent the whole night doing what they were doing, he probably wouldn’t have minded. "I’m sorry ...just love kissing you..." Joey mumbled as he leaned back down to taste Nick’s mouth again.

Nick giggled against Joey’s mouth as he fell into the kiss. They would kiss for a while, then pull away to simply stare at each other and blindly learn each other’s bodies under the blankets. One would lean in and softly instigate another kiss, which would escalate almost immediately into another long, soul searching, mind numbing kiss. Nick felt the same way, he could get lost in Joey’s kisses, stay in his arms forever, but at the same time, he wanted desperately to feel Joey inside of him. Joey’s erection was hot and heavy against his thigh, and Nick was curious to know what it would feel like to be possessed by the other man.

"I ...love ...kissing you ...too..." Nick said in between kisses. He reached towards the side and tore a condom off of the strip before pressing it into Joey’s chest. "But I want to feel you inside me."

Joey looked deep into Nick’s eyes and felt something inside of him click. His gaze lowered to plush, swollen lips and back up to crystal blue depths that held so much emotion that Joey trembled. It was in that moment, that Joey knew they couldn’t go back, that he wouldn’t go back and something inside of Nick’s gaze told him he understood. "Okay," he answered softly.

It was difficult trying to put the condom on without lifting the sheets too much. The air outside of their cocoon was still freezing, and in contrast to the heat that was generated under the blankets, Joey could feel the goose bumps already forming. With a bit of fumbling, finally Joey was ready. He pulled the blankets so that they were completely over their heads, as he propped himself up on his elbows over Nick’s head.

"You ready?" He asked, kissing Nick’s nose sweetly. The head of his cock was nudging at Nick’s entrance and he could feel the blonde trembling in anticipation.

Nick blinked a few times to get used to the darkness under the blankets. When his vision cleared, he looked up into Joey’s brown eyes and smiled, kissing him passionately on the mouth. "Yes. Go."

Joey swallowed Nick’s whimper as he pressed in as far as he could manage. Although Joey had taken it slow, he thrust in one continuous motion, feeling Nick’s body stretch to accommodate his size.

"Fuck..." Nick sighed. He lightly scratched his fingernails down Joey’s back at the delicious burn that accompanied the fullness of Joey’s cock in his ass. "That is so fucking good..."

Joey forced himself to breath deeply. It was tighter and hotter than he’d expected and with the feel of Nick’s nails raking up and down his back, Joey wasn’t sure if he would be able to hold off, so he tried to calm his libido. When he was certain he wasn’t going to cum, he opened his eyes to see Nick watching him adoringly. "Need to ..."

"..tons of time .."

"So fucking tight ..." Joey whispered astonished. Their mouths met in a slow, deep kiss that left them both whimpering and moaning for more.

"...I usually top .."

That knowledge caused for Joey to freeze, his eyes opening wide in surprise. "What?" He had just assumed that Nick wanted to bottom. Now that they were laying together, him deep inside of the blonde, he wondered if he’d made a mistake.

Nick smiled and leaned up to kiss Joey before he had a heart attack. While Nick was flexible and enjoyed both topping and bottoming, his last boyfriend was a total bottom, forcing Nick to top throughout the whole relationship. It had been far too long since he’d bottomed for anyone, and Joey was just the person Nick wanted to break him back in. "Jeff was a bottom, hated topping. So I always topped."

Joey rest his forehead against Nick’s and fought to regain control of his breathing. "Do you bottom?"

"Fuck yeah I do. I told you I wanted you inside me." Nick honestly hadn’t thought that there would be any other alternative with Joey. Although they hadn’t exactly spoken in detail about their preferences, he’d gotten enough of an idea over the years that Joey was a total top. So when he had allowed himself to picture the two of them together, he assumed it would always be with him bottoming for Joey. To prove his point, Nick tightened his walls round Joey’s cock and squeezed his ass playfully.

Joey instinctively pulled out before pushing back in. It was magical watching Nick’s eyes flutter shut and his lips part as his back arched sensuously. With that reaction, Joey repeated the action a few times, feeling his toes curl and his body tremble.

"’Sides, I didn’t think there was any other option.." Nick mumbled against Joey’s throat. He placed open mouthed kisses on the stubbled skin there, loving the roughness against his tongue.

"What do you mean?" Joey asked, without breaking his stride. He was watching every emotion cross Nick’s face in ecstasy.

"You don’t bottom. So I figured.." Nick moaned as Joey’s cock brushed his prostate. He tightened his legs around Joey’s waist and joined in the rhythm, thrusting against him. "...figured that... Oh fuck... Yeah.. Right there..."

Joey furrowed his forehead as he picked up the pace. Their bodies were moving together frantically, kisses shared every so often. Nick’s hands were firmly rooted on Joey’s ass, the leverage allowing him to go deeper and harder, just as Nick was begging him for it. "I ...don’t know what ...you mean ...I bottom.."

Nick’s eyes opened to see Joey watching him. His face was dripping with sweat and red with exertion. He was absolutely beautiful. "You ..." Nick bit his lip and rode out a full body shiver that took possession of his body. "...you do?"

Joey nodded as he licked a drop of sweat from Nick’s jaw. Their mouths met in a bruising, crushing kiss as Joey began to thrust with wild abandon "Fuck ...yeah ..."

Any more conversation between them was halted as they focused solely on each other and their impending orgasms. Nick’s hand slid between their bodies as he grasped his erection in hand, jerking it in time with Joey’s thrusts. Only random words could be understood, accompanied by grunts and occasional whimpers.

"More..." Nick pleaded.

"Fuck ..hot..." Joey agreed.

"Harder..."

"Right there..."

"Gonna cum..."

"Do it... Cum..."

Nick came first, crying out into the room so loud they were certain that their downstairs neighbors could probably hear him. With each scream, Joey thrust in that much harder, aiming to punch his prostate so he could prolong the orgasm. The one orgasm had bled into a second, and as Nick’s body jerked uncontrollably and tightened around his cock like a vise, Joey too allowed for his climax to rock him. They ground against each other, milking their orgasms as long as they could until finally Joey couldn’t hold himself up any longer and collapsed on Nick’s chest, stuck together with the sticky juices from Nick’s orgasm.

Joey’s body was tingling from where Nick was softly stroking his back in their post orgasmic haze. With the little reserve of energy he had, Joey shifted so that he was sharing the pillow with Nick, their faces so close that their noses were touching.

"Wow," Joey sighed. He grinned at the smile it ilicited from the blonde. The kiss they shared was sweet, yet slightly tired.

"That fucking rocked," Nick agreed. As much as he’d have liked to be able to get up and clean them at that moment, Nick didn’t ever want to move from Joey’s embrace. He snuggled even closer, allowing the other man’s arm to wrap around him tightly. Joey threw one leg over Nick’s body, holding him in protectively. Nick was completely surrounded by Joey, and he relaxed into the embrace.

Joey felt himself getting a little sleepy. He reached down and removed the condom carefully, so as not to spill any of it’s contents. The garbage was across the room, but he grabbed a hand full of Kleenex from the night stand beside the table and wrapped it up. He would throw it out when he had to get out of bed, right now, he didn’t plan on moving any further than necessary. The feel of Nick curling into his embrace, snuggling against his chest caused for Joey to grin and tighten his hold on the blonde. Any thoughts of being cold had long since been chased from his memory.

"Where’s your convertor?" Nick asked softly. He could tell Joey was falling asleep, but he liked to watch a bit of TV after sex. The adrenaline was still pumping through his veins, and there would be no way he could sleep right away. Especially since he was already thinking about when they’d be doing this again, and whether or not Joey was serious when he said he didn’t always top. Slowly, Joey’s eyes opened and Nick saw disbelief in their brown depths.

"Are you serious?"

Nick nodded, grinning at his best friend. "Not sleepy."

"What do you want to do?" Joey asked, voice thick. All he wanted to do was sleep, but Nick clearly had other things on his mind. Joey needed to find out if it would be worth his while staying up, or if he could catch a cat nap.

"I wanna fuck again," Nick said bluntly. He chuckled at how wide Joey’s eyes got. "But it’s not gonna happen yet, so I’ll watch TV until..." His sentence was cut off by Joey’s mouth covering his in a sleepy, steamy kiss. The kiss broke as quickly as it started and Joey shifted so that he could reach under his bed. Seconds later, he held up a remote control in victory.

"Here you go. Watch some TV, I’m gonna nap. Wake me when you’re ready to go."

Nick kissed Joey’s cheek in gratitude. "Thanks."

Joey was half asleep when a thought occurred to him. "You meant sex with me right? You wanna fuck me again?"

Nick’s giggling caused for Joey to join him. He looked down from the special he was watching on the Discovery Channel and nodded at Joey who was watching him through tired eyes. Joey’s cheeks darkened and he buried his face in Nick’s chest. "Yes. I meant you. Now sleep because I’m watching this show on oceans and sharks and underwater life and it’s getting me hard again."

Joey knew that there was no way he’d be getting any sleep soon. Just the mention of Nick getting hard had him getting hard and he knew by Nick’s giggle, the blonde had felt it against his leg. "The Discovery Channel gets you hard?" Joey asked in disbelief. Nick only shrugged.

"Yeah."

"What would happen if you were watching the Playboy Channel or porn?" Joey shivered at the way Nick’s eyes darkened to a smoky grey. Nick’s lips curled into a feral grin and Joey shivered at the electricity between them. The sound of the phone ringing interrupted the moment.

Nick reached to the night stand where Joey kept his cordless phone. "Hello?"

"Nicky? What’s up dude, just got your message." Nick smiled at the sound of his brother’s voice on the line. "What the fuck happened?"

"The assholes downstairs were fucking with the furnace and blew it out or something. We’ve got no heat."

Justin frowned and ran his hand over his short curly hair. He’d just gotten home from a romantic night with his girlfriend and had checked his voice mail to hear Nick’s hopeful message. "Sorry I wasn’t here earlier dude. Holly and I went to dinner then a show."

Nick mouthed ‘Justin’ to Joey who giggled soundlessly against his chest. The action tickled causing for Nick to laugh and pull away. "No worries, J."

Nick sounded like he was in a much better mood than when he left the message and Justin’s curiosity was piqued. "Is the heat on?"

"Nah, still out. They’re not coming to fix it until tomorrow."

"Fuck, it must be freezing over there. It’s like, minus forty out or something. I can be there in twenty minutes to get you."

Nick looked down at Joey who was curled comfortably in his arms, their hands clasped together and fingers entwined. As if he sensed Nick was staring at him, Joey looked up and smiled, their eyes conveying so much without needing words. He knew that they could go to Justin’s house, but at the same time, the cold wasn’t as bothersome as it had been hours earlier. In fact, now Nick was grateful for it. "Actually, you know. It’s not so bad J."

Justin raised his eyebrows and stared at the phone as if Nick was crazy. "Are you serious? It’s fucking freezing. You guys must be dying there."

"It’s not that bad," Nick protested. Finally Joey grabbed the phone from Nick’s hand.


"Junior, we’ve got it covered. Body heat is a wonderful thing."

Justin felt his cheeks burn and his lips turn into an embarrassed smile. "Holy shit.. Did you two... Are you ..."

"We did. And we are."

"Seriously?" Justin had questioned when his brother and his best friend were going to realize what they had was more than friendship and that they were perfect for each other, but neither had done anything to suggest that they were interested so he’d kept quiet. Nothing could keep the grin from his lips. "What are you doing?"

"Right now, we’re watching the Discovery Channel because apparently it makes your brother horny. And we’re waiting until we can both get it back up so we can fu..."

"Ahhhh!" Justin screamed as he pulled the phone from his ear. At the same time Nick pulled the phone from Joey’s hand, screaming as well.

"He doesn’t need to hear that."

"I don’t need to know that!"

Joey’s cackle was loud in the otherwise quiet room. "He asked."

Finally Justin put the phone back to his ear, thankful it was Nick. "So you’re okay? That’s all I need to know."

Nick grinned and tried to glare at his lover. Instead, he found himself caught in a steamy kiss. "Fine.. Just fine.." He mumbled between kisses.

"Going now. Don’t need to hear you two fucking.." Justin growled. "Call me if you need anything."

Nick only mumbled as he disconnected the call and fell into Joey’s kiss. Within minutes they were once again wrapped up in the blankets, pressing tightly against each other’s bodies.

"At this rate," Joey admitted as he licked at Nick’s chest, tasting the remnants of their earlier activities, "..I don’t care if they ever fix the furnace."

Nick’s moan of agreement turned into a yelp as Joey slipped further under the sheets and took his now hard cock into his mouth. Nick couldn’t ever remember being more hot than he was right then, but knowing Joey and what the night still held for them, he knew they’d have fun chasing the cold away.

Finis


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