Morning Routines

The daylight sneaked past the blackout curtains in Nick's room, and with a sudden shout, Nick was awake. Hungover from too many shots and rousing from a Supreme Pizza food coma, yes. But he was definitely awake. With a groan and some effort, he flung the blankets off of him, and swung his legs over the edge until he had himself good enough to sit up. And despite his stomach aching and burbling something fierce, he succeeded in getting himself upright.

"Ergh, my stomach. Gotta find the bathroom."

He placed his hand on his stomach and looked down, expecting to see the food baby he was positive he was carrying. But what he saw was a stomach that showed he had been putting some effort in. The barest hints of a six pack, but there none the less.

"Huh, I expected a little bump. Guess the workouts are already making gains."

That's when, further down, Nick noticed something else. Proudly sticking out of the flap in his boxers was his dick. All 7 inches ready and raring to go. He still regretted getting circumcised when his was a little kid, but all in all, he had nothing to complain about. Good length, good heft. Every girl he ever fucked had nothing but complements about both him and Big Boy. He considered taking care of Big Boy right now, but then a more urgent matter came to mind.

His hurriedly stumbled around his bed and out the door, and taking a left, immediately came to the upper stairs bathroom on the left side of the hallway. The door that was directly across from Armond who, like the arrogant dick that he was, claimed the biggest bedroom in the whole house. Without a care, he flung the door open. And was met with a sight.

There in the bathroom stood Armond, full nude and posing in the mirror and posing in what Nick could barely remember as a Side Chest pose. Nick could tell Armond was really into it, as he himself was as hard as a rock, his dick standing at its full 5 inches of length.

"Wait," Nick thought to himself. "Wasn't Armond... bigger than this? Could have sworn I had walked in on him once, and he was."

Getting out of his head, he noticed Armond just staring at him. Or more specifically, at his dick.

"Didn't know you swung that way, Nicky."

"Could say the same for you, Armonster. Why you naked?"

Armond switched to a double bicep pose and shot a kiss at his reflection.

"Competition in a few days. Gotta get prepped for the show. That means I gotta get smooth."

Nick rolled his eyes and chuckled.

"Damn, forgot that was on Saturday! Want me to leave you to it?"

Armond switched to a most muscular, as he bared his teeth at the mirror.

"It's fine either way. Could use your help reaching a couple spots, though."

Nick closed his eyes and smiled.

"Nah, man. You're my friend, but I don't want to get THAT close to your coinpurse, if you don't mind me saying."

"It's cool," Armond replied. "Just close the door on the way out. Eric decided to make us breakfast this morning. Said something about someone on his stream donating $100 for him to watch some cooking video, got totally inspired. Was super hyped about making it for some reason."

With a wave, Nick turned to leave, not noticing as Armond's eyes quickly went back to Nick's groin as the door closed, and went downstairs to eat.