Zak wondered what was so special about Aaron. What did he have that Zak didn't? He could count on two hands what would make him more sexually attractive than the bald, goofy man so he just didn't get it. But oh they were good. So good it was almost criminal. Only when the cameras were off was it even somewhat evident what had evolved between his co-investigators. He wasn't even gay or interested in Nick, so he didn't understand why it bothered him so bad, but damn. What did Aaron have that Zak didn't?
He had seen both of them naked. Not exactly intentionally but they had changed clothes in front of each other before and since he noticed this development, he started paying better attention to their bodies. Sure Aaron had thinned out and okay he looked pretty good naked, but Zak was stronger and more physically developed. His body couldn't be it.
Zak could be a diva sometimes, sure. He knew that about himself. But his diva-ness had gotten them some damn good evidence and into some great buildings and great relationships with other people in the field. His personality alone was more masculine than Aaron's on most occasions. Aaron had been so scared of his own shadow when they first started. Maybe that was it. Nick had comforted Aaron when Zak wasn't around and then it just kinda went from there. It was a Florence Nightingale thing. Nick was his savior. But he had walked in on them once, Nick down on his knees in front of Aaron in a chair. If he was the savior, then shouldn't Aaron be down on his knees? Zak shook his head. He didn't want to think about that.
Shifting uncomfortably in his seat in front of the SUV on the way to the lockdown, he looked over at Nick. He had a wife and a child at home. What could possibly be so damn special about Aaron that he would jeopardize his family life? What was so special that he would even think about him in that way? And he was jeopardizing their team! What would happen if they broke up?! Would Nick leave? Would Aaron leave? Zak shook his head. Another thing he didn't want to think about. They were a strong trifecta. Ghost Adventures wouldn't be the same without either of them.
"What's up, Zak?" Nick asked from across the car.
"What?" he asked, the question taking him out of his thoughts.
"You looked like you were in deep thought and then got this kind of pissed off look on your face. You ok?"
Zak shrugged, turning back to look out the windshield. "Yeah, I'm fine." Aaron snorted from the back seat. "What the fuck is wrong with you?"
Aaron rolled his eyes. "Nothing, bro. You've just seemed really strange lately."
"He's always strange," Nick laughed.
Zak pouted and crossed his arms over his chest. Putting his earbuds in his ears, he picked the angriest song he could find on his iphone and turned it on full blast.
That night he heard the hushed noises coming from the room next to his. He knew those voices. He heard those whispers in the dark quite often, but never in this manner. Then Nick moaned. Moaned. Zak grumbled and rolled over in his bed, covering his head with a pillow to try to drown out the noise, but it seemed to make the creaking of the bed even louder. He tried to ignore the stirring in his groin at the sounds carrying through the plaster and drywall.
"Oh, fuck, Aaron, do that again," Nick moaned through the wall.
Zak grunted throwing the pillow from his head off. He was fully awake now and beginning to feel like an unwilling voyeur. Whatever Aaron was doing over there must be what made him so damn special. Silently, he still wondered what that was. Not that he wanted to experience it… but if he could steal the technique… The moans came quicker, echoing each other, giving small encouragements. Every time Zak closed his eyes, the scene behind his eyelids played out what his co-investigators were doing. Rolling over again, he thought he'd just wait them out. He stared at the window, for once, willing the sun to rise. Suddenly the sounds from the other room ceased. Closing his eyes again, he felt sleep taking over his body just as a loud groaned seeped through the wall. His own groan echoed back at him as he flopped back over on his back, staring at the ceiling again wondering if this was round 2 or just a continuation of the first.
He heard the grunts coming through loud and clear now as the mattress springs protested louder from the other room. Zak grumbled as his cock started to pulse in his boxers. He could pretend… Closing his eyes he ran his hands down his bare chest, cupping himself roughly through the dark cotton. Nick moaned and a surprise answering moan escaped his own lips. Quickly, he flung a hand over his mouth, fearful that he had been heard, but the continued movement from the other room neither slowed nor stopped. Ridding himself of his boxers, his hand stroked over his erect cock, feeling the smoothness against his palm. He hated needing to jack off. Silently he wished he had taken up the offer that pretty blond at the bar gave him to suck him off in a back room. He would have been deep in a blissful sleep by now and not heard any of what was going on next door. Spitting in his hand, he returned it to his cock, stroking slowly, rubbing his thumb over the head on each upstroke. As the springs squeaked faster on the other side of the wall, Zak quickened his own movements, listening in on his friends hushed words to each other. His left hand explored his chest, rubbing at smooth skin. Behind his closed eyelids, he saw Nick's smile, that goofy grin that Zak couldn't help but always return. Shaking his head he tried not to think about Nick. No… that just wasn't right. He tried to picture that blond girl… what was her name? Monica? Whatever, names didn't matter.
Nick moaned loud again and Zak's body reacted, his cock twitching in his hand as he subconsciously moved his hand faster, furiously pulling at the erect muscle. Precum mixed with the spit in his hand as his body came alive, pulsing beneath his hands. Nick's face invaded his fantasies again. This time the face appeared above him, whispering his own name, moaning out as he moved above him. This time Zak relented, allowing his best friend's visage in. The hand from his chest ventured farther down his body, stroking down his hip and down beneath his balls. Thoughts invaded his mind that Nick and Aaron touched each other like this. His fingers went farther, brushing over his entrance. Another moan escaped his lips as it twitched beneath his touch. He wondered what it would be like to let Nick touch him like this. What would his fingers feel like? The world around him ceased to exist as did the muffled noises from next door as his fantasy played out behind his eyelids. Nick above him, hands on his body, brushing down, entering him. Slowly, he twirled his finger around his hole again, daring to push the tip in slightly. Licking his lips, he felt his heartbeat speed up even more as the heat flared across his body, his arousal at its peak. His nipples burned they were so hard as he gritted his teeth, pushing his index finger in.
A surprise hiss escaped his lips as his cock erupted unexpectedly at this new touch. Shame colored his cheeks as his eyes flew open. His hands stilled, as he realized the position he had put himself in. Quickly, Zak righted himself and stood up, washing his cum off his stomach and then washing his hands. Slowly he pulled his boxers back on and got back into bed, noting the quiet from the room next door.
The next morning at breakfast, Nick kicked at Zak's foot under the table. Zak grumbled a hushed, frustrated, "What?!"
"Dude, you're quiet. What the hell is wrong? Didn't you sleep?" Nick asked as Aaron sat down next to him.
Zak's eyes flashed up at them, the images from night before flashing in front of him. Aaron and Nick on the bed, naked, hands roaming, lips wet and plump from overuse… He shook his head to erase the image. Silently he wondered who bottomed last night. From the sounds it seemed like Nick was, but he wasn't sure. Was he walking funny today? He didn't remember. Were they face to face when they did it? He didn't know the protocol on gay sex, but he assumed it wasn't much different from straight sex. Not that he thought about it…
"Bro?" Aaron asked, leaning forward. "Seriously, are you ok? Do you need some time? Nick and I can go out and shoot B-roll if you want to go back to bed for a bit."
Bile rose in his chest. "No," he spat out. "I'm fine. You two don't need to be alone together anyways." Standing up, Zak stalked his way over to the garbage can and walked out the door.
"He heard us," Nick whispered.
Aaron shrugged. "He's walked in on us before. It's not like he didn't know we were together."
"Yeah…," he said, standing up and collecting their own garbage. "But this is different. Head is one thing, sex is more serious. Let me go talk to him real quick. Just give me a few minutes, ok?"
Aaron nodded. "I'm just going to head over and get some coffee. I'll give you like 10 minutes."
Nick walked out the door, spotting Zak leaning against their SUV. Leaning against the grill next to him, he crossed his arms over his chest and cleared his throat. "You heard us last night." It wasn't a question.
Zak nodded.
"I'm sorry. We shouldn't have… We could have been quieter."
"Why Aaron?" Zak asked.
Nick was visibly stunned by the question. "What do you mean?"
Zak shrugged and put his hands in his pockets. His voice going small. "Why did you choose Aaron? What attracted you to him? I had no idea, Nick. Are you gay? Bi? This just… it's so random. Did you bottom for him? Did you take it?"
There was no venom in his voice so Nick tried not to take offense. "It was kind of random for us too… I guess I'm bi. My wife doesn't know, and I'd like to keep it that way, Zak."
Zak nodded. He would never tell her anyway, nor would she believe him. They didn't exactly have a friendship between them. He kicked a rock in front of him, waiting for Nick to go on, never actually looking at him.
Nick sighed. "I don't know why I chose Aaron or what initially attracted me to him. I guess it was just a mutual growing together. I've known him for so long and things just clicked at the same time for us. Do you…," he cleared his throat, "do you really want to know about that other stuff? I'll tell you, but I don't… I don't want it to change anything between us." He saw Aaron at the door and shook his head. Not yet, please don't come out here yet, he thought. Thankfully, Aaron nodded and retreated back into the restaurant.
Zak looked up at him and squared off his body to him. "Yeah I want to know."
Nick turned to face him, arms still crossed over his chest. "Yes, last night I bottomed for Aaron, but it isn't always like that. We switch…"
Zak's face scrunched. Nick realized just how nervous this was making him feel as his stomach flipped at that simple facial movement. "Does it feel different? To be inside a guy I mean…"
Nick smiled slightly. "A little. There are some different parts there that you kind of have to pay attention to, but it's not entirely different. It's more different to be receiving."
Zak rolled his eyes, "Well yeah, I'd imagine that."
"That hurts a little at first, but once you get going it feels amazing, Zak. When he strokes over your prostate, it's like a mini explosion of awesome."
"Do you love him?"
That wasn't a question Nick was expecting. Love? "I don't know… on some level I do, but it's not a forever kind of love."
Zak nodded.
"I'm sorry you heard us last night," Nick said again. "We didn't mean to offend you, seriously. We'll be more quiet next time."
Zak shrugged, pulling his hands out of his pockets to play with his rings. "You didn't offend me. You sounded like you were enjoying yourselves." How could he tell Nick that he jacked off to his moans and a fantasy of him touching him in places no one has ever been allowed before?
"Zak…," Nick asked, a small smile entering his voice, "are you curious?"
He scoffed. "No. I'm just sayin. You were moaning awful loud so it must have been good."
Nick nodded, smiled, and blushed. "He's good at what he does."
Zak grumbled again, the same question he had rolling through his mind the day before continued on repeat in his brain as Aaron walked outside to greet them at the SUV. Just what the fuck was it that was so damn special about Aaron?
