"People change, okay? I just can't do this!" Nick flung his hands into the air, his anger finally being released after being held in for so long.

"Fuck you and this 'can't do this' bullshit! I've put up with your lazy ass for three years!"

"That's it, I really can't do it." Nick turned on his heel, sick of trying to reason with him.

"Whatever, you'll be out that door for five minutes, and come running back because you can't stand to be away from my wet and tight ass." Nick turned slightly, shocked and with his mouth hanging open. "Yeah, I went there." Joe never spoke that dirty, and even though they were fighting, Nick found it extremely sexy.

"Fuck you." He spoke through gritted teeth, not sure whether he should be turned on, or pissed off.

"Don't threaten me with a good time." Joe stated, crossing his arms, making sure to make his biceps bulge. Of course, Nick couldn't help but stare. Joe had been working out, and it was really paying off…especially when Joe wore tank tops.

Nick licked his lips, and took a few steps closer to where Joe's feet were cemented to the floor. He very quickly pressed his lips onto Joe's, tasting the sweet taste Joe always carried, one that tasted like both lust and love mixed together. As he pulled away, he seen the surprise Joe held in his chocolate eyes. They kept their gaze strong, as they stroked each other's cheeks.

"I hate you." Nick whispered, leaving a trail of kisses along Joe's jaw. "But I can't stop loving you." Joe smiled a little, but turned away.

"You're not getting laid." He said, walking downstairs, leaving Nick to groan.

"Joe, c'mon." He said, running after him.

"The only thing you've ever cared about in this relationship is getting your balls drained." He snapped back, lying out on the couch.

"Not even a handjob?"

"Exactly." Joe responded, feeling defeated.

"Baby, you know I kid." Nick whispered friskily, letting his boner poke Joe's thigh. "You know I love you. I've changed."

"Nick, an erection does not count as personal growth."

"Joey baby, I know you're wet down there." Nick kissed Joe's neck, sliding his hand through the backside of Joe's jeans, rubbing Joe's hole with his middle and index fingers.

"Nick, no." Joe struggled to hold in a moan, hating that Nick knew his weak spots.

Nick inserted a finger, and even though Joe didn't show it, he knew he felt good. "Want me to fuck that ass baby?" He whispered in his ear, biting it lightly.

"You can't handle this ass." Was the reply, and before Nick could say anything else, he was having his dick tugged on. He smirked at Joe, taking off his own shirt, and throwing it on the floor.

"I know you couldn't resist this." Nick smirked, watching himself get hard in Joe's hands. He tugged off Joe's shirt, and pulled the rest of Joe's clothes off. He positioned himself over Joe, ready to screw the life out of him. "Ready to fuck?" Nick asked, rubbing his dick with lube.

"Just do it." Joe rolled over onto his stomach, spreading his legs wide. Nick obliged, pushing his 71/2 inches inside of Joe, causing him to groan loudly. Nick thrusted quickly, his balls riding up to his body every time something felt amazing. He reached in front of Joe, starting to tug on hiss toy.

"Like that baby?" He asked, licking the back of Joe's neck.

"Mhm," Joe moaned loudly, hopefully not waking the neighbors.

"Joey, I'm gonna cum inside you." Nick bit his earlobe again, releasing his load sloppily inside Joe, who moaned at the addition to his puckered entrance. Nick rolled off of Joe, satisfied and exhausted, loving Joe more than anything. "I'm sorry about earlier."

"Me too." Joe whispered in reply, sealing the night off with a sweet kiss.