Nicky's eyes went big, and the rest of his body went still. For a moment, he forgot to breath. When he remembered, he sat back up, facing away from Justin for a minute and then jerkily turning around to face him, one leg folded up under him on the bed, the other keeping him balanced on the floor. He had paled considerably, save for the light tinging right on the apples of his cheeks. "Excuse me?" He wouldn't deny that he had... touched himself. But he didn't do it often at all. The thought made him just as uncomfortable as he had been with Justin the other day. When he did.. touch himself, it was for the relief, not for pleasure. Nicky made a face at Justin. "That's.." He shook his head, not knowing what he wanted to say. "Really?" He was definetly taken aback by Justin.