A/n: i try so hard to characterize them as cringe but I feel like it fails and my writing just looks bad and I end up having to edit stuttering out💀

It was a Friday night, and Nick and Charlie were having a sleepover. While over the past couple of weeks, they have been getting more intimate, the last thing Charlie expected was for Nick to ask if he wanted to shower with him. It was new territory, and the question was completely unexpected. He stammered through his words for a while before he finally settled on just nodding his head rapidly with a deep flush of his cheeks.

"W-wow. Our first shower together" Charlie said, almost starstruck as Nick led him to the bathroom, completely giddy with excitement. Charlie laughed as his boyfriend eagerly shut the bathroom door behind them.

"We don't have to...do anything. I was thinking that, since, you know. We haven't actually had sex yet, this could help us get more comfortable with each other's bodies? Help us both gain some confidence with each other, and realize that it's no big deal. Because we love each other" Nick told him, smiling.

  Charlie's heart felt like it was going to burst. He genuinely didn't think he'd ever find someone as amazing as Nick to be his boyfriend, but he'd hit the jackpot, and he couldn't have been happier about that. He could tell that Nick was really just doing this to get him more comfortable. Nick was more than ready to start dropping his clothes regularly around Charlie. But Charlie still kept his shirt on whenever they did anything.

It wasn't like Nick had never seen Charlie without his shirt on—well—okay this would be the first time he'd fully seen Charlie naked. And it wasn't like he'd seen Nick naked hundreds of times—they were very new to being intimate.

Charlie watched, his face hot as Nick began to undress himself. He would never get tired of watching that. He giggled, unable to keep the excitement he was feeling contained. Nick looked up and smirked at Charlie as he finished taking his shirt off and worked on his pants. Charlie hadn't even begun to undress himself, too busy watching Nick.

"Need some help?" Nick asked, "i'd be more then happy to take your clothes off for you..."

Charlie nodded, "um. Yes. Yes, please" he told him. Nick was left only in his underwear as he helped Charlie get undressed. He started from the bottom up, knowing his boyfriend was more insecure about his top half than his bottom half. Once he was fully nude from the waist-down, he began to work on taking Charlie's sweatshirt off.

Charlie froze up a little, and Nick stilled his movements, "is this still okay?"

A part of him felt like he wanted to run away. He was sure that was just anxiety, and he wasn't actually uncomfortable, so allowed him to continue, "it's still okay" he finally answered.

Nick nodded, continuing. He really tried his best not to stare at Charlie's scars, but it was hard not to bring at least a little attention to the faded cuts. Charlie looked down upon noticing his eyes on them, "sorry" he mumbled.

Nick kissed one of his scars, "No. Don't be sorry. You're beautiful."

"Thank you" Charlie whispered, a small smile gracing his lips. He looked down at Nick's underwear, "well. It's only fair that I get to take your boxers off" he teased.

Nick nodded, laughing, "alright, go on then."

Charlie smirked, kneeling down on the floor. It was Nick's turn to blush, and Charlie didn't even need to look up to know that he was. He put one hand on each side of Nick's hips, before hooking his fingers onto the band of his boxers. He took a moment, just resting there, before he was slowly sliding them down. He got below mid-thigh, and Nick's dick sprung out. Charlie let out a small gasp, "Christ" he muttered, "it almost hit me in the face!" He joked.

Nick began to laugh, "it's not my fault! You're literally teasing me right now!"

Charlie laughed too, finally sliding the underwear all the way off and allowing Nick to step out of them.

They were both fully nude, staring at one another. Nick turned around, bending over to turn the hot water on. Charlie watched his perfect, round ass. He wanted to smack it, but didn't.

"Okay, let's get in" Nick said, grabbing his boyfriend's hand and helping him step inside of the shower. As soon as the warm water began to hit his back, Charlie realized something. He had to pee.

Fuck. He had just gotten in, and if he got out now he'd get the floor soaking wet. Not only that, but Nick would probably laugh at him. And it felt awkward to just go with someone else in the bathroom. It wasn't like this was an urge he could just ignore, either—he hadn't been for quite a while, and now that he was actually thinking about it, his bladder was feeling quite full and very uncomfortable.

Charlie always peed in the shower. It was an embarrassing habit—usually, he just started pissing as soon as the water started to hit him.

"Can we wash each other?" Nick asked, putting his face under the spray of the water and slicking his hair back. Charlie wanted to pepper his entire face in little kisses. Nick was just so beautiful, it always made him wonder why he would choose to be with someone like him.

"Yes" Charlie said, smiling. The corners of his mouth were sore from how much he was doing that lately, "soap me up" he joked.

Nick laughed, grabbing his bar of soap and wetting a loofa. As he did so, Charlie began to squirm, "don't be nervous" Nick told him, "i'll be gentle."

Charlie gulped, nodding. It felt nice when Nick began to wash him. He almost felt like a child again, but this was...nicer. Better. Nick took his time, scrubbing over his arms, his chest, and thighs. It felt especially wonderful when Nick began to scrub at his back. He closed his eyes and leaned into the feeling. Nick obviously noticed how much Charlie was enjoying it, because he lingered on washing his back for much longer than was necessary.

Once Nick was finished, and Charlie was all rinsed off, the loofa was handed to him. "I genuinely don't know how i'm going to beat that, oh my God. I've never felt more relaxed in my entire life."

"I'm just that good" Nick smirked. They changed positions in the shower, and Charlie began to wash his boyfriend. He tried to mimic what had been done to him, and based on Nick's reaction, he was doing quite well. He lingered between Nick's thighs for a while, before Nick got suspicious, "hey, babe, I think i'm clean enough down there."

"No, I think I should wash it one more time. Just to be sure" Charlie joked, before standing up straight so Nick could rinse.

Charlie bit his lip, reaching for some shampoo. He wondered if Nick would be cool with him just peeing in the shower. They'd never talked about whether or not they pissed in the shower, but that was probably a normal thing to not bring up in casual conversation.

"Um, Nick" Charlie began. He suddenly felt very nervous, like the question was stupid to ask and that he should just get out of the shower and use the toilet. He didn't want Nick to think he was gross, or that he normally peed in the shower. But he did normally pee in the shower, so his body was very confused as to why he was holding it.

Nick could sense from Charlie's tone that he was anxious, so he responded carefully, "yes, love?"

"Do you ever...um..." he shuffled from one foot to another, "like, pee in the shower?"

"Um" he thought for a moment, "well, honestly—all the time, actually. Huh. I never thought about it before. I kinda just do it automatically. Why?" Nick questioned.

"You wouldn't mind if I...um...you know..." he trailed off, shifting from foot to foot. He was extremely humiliated. He could 100% hold it until after the shower if need be, but he would rather not. He wanted to enjoy his time with Nick, not worry about nursing a full bladder.

Finally, it hit Nick all at once that Charlie had been squirming for pretty much the whole time they'd been in the shower, "oh...no, I don't mind, go ahead" he told him, "you don't have to hold it, go on."

Charlie nodded, "thanks" he said, shuffling towards the drain and stepping over it, he aimed and began to go. Usually, he wouldn't aim in the shower. He'd just let it go wherever. But he would literally die of embarrassment if he accidentally peed on his boyfriend. He sighed deeply as he drained his bladder, the sound of his stream harsh against the bottom of the tub. He watched the light yellow urine pool around his feet before running down the drain


Nick was watching from behind. Charlie could feel his eyes on him. Clearly, he was intrigued. He couldn't really blame him for that, though—it wasn't everyday you witnessed someone else peeing while ass naked. It was kind of intimate, in a strange way.

Charlie felt the last few leaks leave his bladder, shaking himself off as he sighed with relief, "alright, i'm done" he said awkwardly as he turned around to face Nick. He noticed his cheeks were pink. But the water was hot and steamy, so it was probably just because of the heat. He didn't want to assume anything. But he couldn't help but notice that Nick looked flustered.

"Good, good. We ca- we can finish up here" Nick coughed, clearing his throat as he stuttered and stumbled over his words.

Charlie turned around again to grab some conditioner, using it as a cover up for his smirk. Nick definitely liked seeing Charlie pee. Either that, or he was just horny and something had set him off. He would have to do some more experimenting to see what was up with that. But he was 100% going to use the information he gathered to his advantage.

A/n: I wrote this whole ass chapter and then realized I ALREADY DID A BATH ONE AND IT WAS CHARLIE TOO so i tried to make this as different as I could😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏

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