Alec quietly made his way to his bedroom to not wake up his family. He wasn't really in the mood to make small talk. He slipped into his room, and without turning the light on, he headed for his window. It opened with ease, and he stepped outside.

He wasn't tired and definitely didn't want to stay in his room. Especially since he knew he would stare at the ceiling or wall the whole time. Alec sat on the porch between his and Nick’s house, his back to the wall. Their father built that porch that connected their bedroom since they were always together when they were young.

He looked up at the sky, hoping to see stars, but they were not visible. His eyes lowered in disappointment, and they fell involuntarily on the open window in front of him.

There was this sudden urge to go in. He wanted to talk to Nick. He wanted to tell him how much he missed him. How much he wanted to be with him. How much his life would be better if only he had Nick back. But after his failed attempt at repairing their friendship, he doubted Nick would want to speak to him now.

Alec sighed as he leaned his head back. The more he thought about it, the more it made him sad. He closed his eyes. Just wanting to forget the slowly growing lump in his throat.

"Ah..."

The sound made Alec open his eyes. He looked at Nick's window and paused. He was sure he had heard something. He pushed himself off the wall, inching just a little closer. For a moment, it was silent, and he thought he had hallucinated the sound. When he heard it again, it was faint, but it was there.

Worry started to set in. It sounded like he was in pain. Alec rose to his feet slowly and went closer to his neighbors home without making a sound.

"Nick?" Alec whispered as he kneeled in front of the window. "Are you o..."

Alec froze in place, and his eyes widened. It was dark in the room, but because of the light of the moon, he could see everything as clear as day.

Nick was on his back on the bed, completely naked. His legs parted, and he had bent his knees. One of his hands was expertly stroking his cock while the other one was furiously pounding a vibrator between his legs. Nick's face was contorted in pleasure as his mouth would drop open every few seconds to let a moan escape from his lips. He moved his head to the side and closed his eyes tightly.

Alec couldn't stop watching. He knew it was bad for him to be there. It would only make things incredibly awkward for Nick if he saw him staring. But he couldn't move. He couldn't look away.

"Ahhh...." Nick moaned. "Alec!"

Alec quickly pulled away from the window. He pressed himself against the side of the house, out of view. He placed his hand on his mouth as the noises Nick made filled his ears.

"Alec! I want you." Nick's voice got louder. "Deeper!"

His voice grew, and Alec couldn't help but look back into the room. Nick's body contorted as he continued to pleasure himself. Alec felt his crotch twitch.

"Alec!" Nick thrust upwards. "Fuck me!"

Nick was close to climaxing. His toes dug into the bed as if refusing to let it go. He turned his head towards the window. His eyes rolled up.

At that moment, Alec moved away and silently crawled back to his bedroom. He closed the window and threw himself onto his bed. Images of Nick filled his mind. Naked. Moaning. With that toy inside him. The more he imagined it, the more he felt this weird sensation in his lower area.

"Fuck." He sat up and stared at the window. He got up and closed the curtain. "He was moaning my name." Alec paced in front of his window as he was still processing what had just happened. "Does he like me?"

So many things were going through his mind. He never thought that Nick would ever do that or much less that he would be doing it saying his name.

Alec lay back onto the bed and buried his head in his pillow. He didn't know if this new revelation was a bad one or a good one. What puzzled him more was how attractive Nick like that. How erotic his cries were. How beautiful his body looked.

He felt discomfort in his lower area, and he reached into his pants. He was hard. Alec wrapped his fingers around his hardening cock and started to stroke himself. He moaned into his pillow as his hand moved faster.

"Alec!" He could hear Nick's moans as if he was right next to him. Alec started to picture him. Under him. Dripping in sweat. Disheveled hair. Begging him for more. "Harder!" Alec bit his bottom lip. "I want you deep inside me."

Alec moved his hand faster and felt his orgasm approach. He stroked his cock a few more times before coming into his hand. Alec lay in his bed, his hand still in his pants leaking with cum. He suddenly felt guilty. Like what he had imagined himself doing to Nick was wrong. Like he had dirtied him somehow. He pulled his hand out of his pants just as his bedroom door opened.

"Yo, Alec." Filipe walked into the room and stared at him. "Were you jerking off?"

"Get out!" Alec grabbed his pillow and threw it at his brother, who avoided before quickly closing the door as he left. Alec sighed and lay in bed, facing the ceiling. "Fuck."