The hard part was already done. Nick was already naked and laid out before him. Sometimes it was damn frustrating getting that man naked. Slowly, teasingly, he moved their hips together as his lips attached to the pale collarbone. They could hear Zak calling for them from across the compound but neither man made a move to answer him. Fingertips traced lightly down his back as Aaron kissed around Nick's beard, capturing his lips. Nick opened his legs, pulling Aaron's hips down against him.

Aaron smiled against his lips, pulling back to look into his face. "We don't have any lube. I don't want to hurt you."

Nick groaned, laying his head back against the pillows. "Isn't there soap in the bathroom?"

"Seriously?"

Anchoring himself around Aaron's body, Nick grinded his hips up against him. "Yes, seriously. I want to feel you."

Aaron couldn't resist that. Pulling himself away from Nick's grasp, he wandered into the bathroom. Opening the doors and drawers, he grunted in frustration. No soap.

He walked back into the room, grumbling, trying to think of something else they could possibly use. Nick lay on the bed where he left him, left hand petting his cock while his other hand… Aaron groaned, climbing back on the bed, watching the fingers move and stretch slowly inside. "Soap?" Nick groaned out.

Aaron shook his head, rubbing just below Nick's balls. He could feel the fingers working inside him, trying desperately to stretch the area. Nick groaned beneath him, removing his fingers and grabbing Aaron's wrist. "Please," he whimpered.

"Okay, okay…" Aaron's will gave in. Quickly, he spit into his hand, stroking it over his dick. Positioning himself, he placed a hand on Nick's chest. "I'm sorry if this hurts."

Nick grunted, "Just fuck me, Aaron. Zak's looking for us."

Slowly, he slid in. The man beneath him tensed, stilled, and finally relaxed slightly. Zak's voice was getting closer as Aaron lay motionless on top of Nick, feeling him still adjusting around his cock. "Aaron." His voice came out raspy and slightly more needy than he intended for it to, but it worked.

Slowly, Aaron started to move against him. Nick's hands ran up his arms and around to his back. Sitting up, Aaron readjusted his position, taking Nick's hands and holding them above his head. Nick smirked beneath him and made a slight show of a struggle to release himself from the strong grasp. Aaron grinned down at him, quickening his pace and tightening his grasp. Nick would never admit to it, but Aaron knew that he liked his minor showings of domination during sex.

Zak's voice was getting closer as Nick started to move against the man above him. Muscles tensing and lips begging for him to just please let his arms go so he could touch himself. Aaron shook his head, swiveling his hips as Nick begged louder and squirmed beneath him, nearly twisting out of his grasp.

Aaron grunted, relenting and released Nick's hands but batted them away from his cock. Anchoring himself on his knees and left arm, he took the angry cock between their bodies in his hand, stroking it in time with his motions. Nick let out a strangled scream of Aaron's name, hands clutching to his back. Angling his hips, hard, deep strokes had Nick alternating between whimpering quietly and screaming to God. Watching the emotion and sensations play across the strong features of Nick's face and the muscles twitch in his shoulders, Aaron noticed that Zak's voice had stopped. Nick let out a strangled cry, cum streaking across his stomach as the door to their small cabin opened.

"Holy fuck," Zak whispered from the doorway.

Aaron's body tensed, but he held on, stopping his orgasm into the man beneath him. Sitting up, he looked back at Zak in the doorway. Nick grunted quietly as Aaron's hard, pulsing cock pulled out of him. On shakey legs, he stood, making his way over to Zak. "We're not going to get anything paranormal here," he whispered to him, pressing him back against the wall.

Silently, Zak nodded. The bed behind them creaked as Nick scooted over, making room. Aaron ran his hands down Zak's sides and around his ass, lifting. Zak clung to him as he was carried across the room and flung onto the bed.

"Fuck, Aaron," he grunted as his body made contact with the used sheets.

"Exactly," he grunted. Reaching over, he took some of Nick's cum from his stomach on his fingers, moving his hand down between Zak's legs. "Spread your legs."

"We have to investigate…," Zak started, glancing over at Nick.

Aaron pushed his legs apart, fingers diving into Zak's pucker, slicking him up quickly. "We aren't going to get anything."

Zak grunted as Aaron slid inside, "We might."

Nick rolled on his side, watching as the muscles twitched with pent up tension in Aaron's body. Reaching his hand over, he let it come to rest on Zak's chest, rubbing in small circles. "We aren't going to get anything, Zak."

Aaron's body moved roughly against him. Zak's hands flew up to his arms anchored on each side of his body. "Fuck,," he groaned. A quick hit over his prostate as Nick's hand roamed down his chest to encircle his cock had him agreeing. "Fine, fine, nothing paranormal, just don't fucking stop," he grunted, pushing his body down, meeting each of Aaron's movements.

Nick's hand moved faster, the thumb stroking over the sensitive head. Aaron grunted, his arm giving out as his body tensed. He let out a strangled moan into the side of Zak's neck as his cock spasmed deep inside him. Groaning, Zak wrapped his arms around the man above him as Nick removed his hand from between their bodies. Aaron held still, kissing along the soft skin of Zak's shoulder as he moved against his hip trying to get his own release.

"Here, Zak," Nick said next to them. Aaron rolled off, laying on his side to watch Zak straddle Nick's body, easily sliding inside. Leaning down, Zak eagerly attacked Nick's lips as his body worked against him. Small whimpers escaped him as hands circled his back, making their way down to his used hole, pressing against it. "Wish I had that dildo right now?" Nick chuckled into his ear.

Zak grunted with a hard slam of his hips, "Fuck you."

Nick grunted back, the evil smirk never leaving his face. Pressing two of his fingers inside, feeling Aaron's cum leaking out between them, he whispered, "Moving it inside of you as you fuck me, rubbing it against your prostate…"

Zak closed his eyes as he worked his body harder. Nick's fingers started to move inside of him and he toppled. Nick held him as his body tensed and slowly released. Zak buried his face in Nick's neck, burning from embarrassment.

"I haven't seen this dildo," Aaron said beside him.

Nick grinned at him. "When we get home, we'll tie Zak to the bed and I'll show you."

"That's not fair," Zak mumbled into his neck.

He sighed and sat up, his hand moving towards Nick's cock before being batted away with a mumbled, "Later."

Aaron lay back on the bed as Zak lay down between him and Nick. He sighed happily. "I would consider that a form of provoking."

Nick snorted, yawning. "Hey… is that a red light up there?" he asked, pointing to the left corner of the room.

Aaron and Zak both looked. "Yeah… what the fuck is that?" Zak said, getting up to inspect it.

Closer to it, he gasped. "It's a fucking camera!"