Charlie's POV:

I close the door to the bathroom, securely, before beginning to strip. I remove my shirt briskly, messing up my hair. I slide down me loose jeans without undoing the buttons. I sigh as I stare at my half naked self in the mirror. My mussy brown hair clings to the pasty white skin of my cheek bones. My chest is flat and undeveloped. My criticisms continue down my slender frame, until I get fed up and remove my boxers, directing my thoughts to the shower.

I step into the bath tub, cautiously; pulling closed the curtain behind me. The water spurts out of the faucet as I turn the handle. I grimace as the cold water splashes over my toes. I wait for the water to warm before turning on the shower head. It spills on to my head, drenching my hair. I sigh as the warm water creeps down my body. The slowly dribbling water makes my moan softly as it travels across my skin. It feels so good. I take a moment to savor the sensation before washing. I pick up my bottle of shampoo. It is empty. I throw the empty bottle over the curtain. I will just have to use Alex's until I can get some more. I pick up my Flat-mate's bottle of shampoo and squirt some on to my palm. I run it through my shaggy hair, rubbing it in before washing it out. I pick up the bar of soap and a wash rag. I am about to wash when I hear Alex's muffled voice come through the door.

"Charlie?"

"I'm in the shower, Alex."

"I've gotta use the lue."

"Alright, come on in, but no peeking."

I smile to myself, secretly wishing he would.

Alex opens the door and slides in, quietly. I proceed to my washing, trying to ignore the sound of him undoing his trousers. My attempts fail. The image of Alex's cock invades my brain. I soak my head in the running water, trying to wash that thought from my head. In doing this, I do not hear the extra rumple of clothing after Alex flushes the toilet. I do not notice what is happening until I see the curtain rustle.

"Alex, what did I-"

My thoughts are cut off as I am greeted by the image of an entirely naked Alex. I gasp slightly, my grin fading to an awed expression.

"What- What are you doing?" I ask, lamely.

I can't keep my eyes off his naked body.

"I'm quite a dirty boy, Charlie. I figured I needed a wash."

"You- You could have just asked," I stutter, again, "I would have hurried along. You could have just waited…"

My voice trails off as Alex steps closer to me. My eyes trail up and down his body. I bite my bottom lip. He was quite good looking. That I had always known. But I had never seen him like this. I was surprised how attracted I was to him. Alex keeps moving closer, leaning toward me until our lips are nearly touching. I become short of breath. He had never been this close to me. All I wanted was to kiss him.

"You're so nice, Charlie," Alex whispers in my mouth. There are more then a few meanings behind this statement.

I swallow, hard, trying to sort my thoughts.

"I can be not so nice," I attempted it to sound flirty but my voice was hoarse with nervousness, "If you want..," I finish lamely.

He smiles at me, leaning forward the two centimeters between his lips and mine. I close my eyes, welcoming the kiss. His hands wander behind me, pulling me further in to the kiss.

I had dreamt of this so many times. Being close to Alex, holding him, snogging him, but I shook it off, thinking it would never happen. Yet here I was, kissing my best mate, and he was kissing me.

I grope at him in return. One hand on the small of his back, the other in his now wet hair.

Our passionate kiss turns to a snog as I welcome his tongue in to my mouth. My fingers tangle is his messy locks, pulling him closer to me.

There was so much heat between us. I was hungry to touch him. I turn, pressing him against the wall. He moans as the cold stone presses against his bare back. This sensation only adds to the passion of our kiss. I press myself to him, thirsty for him. I let my lips travel from him, exploring his body with my tongue. He replies with tiny gasps and moans syblising his pleasure. I grin as I kiss down his chest and pass his belly button. He groans with anticipation as I near his groin. I stop in front of Alex's hard cock, grinning at him wickedly. Alex presses him self to the wall, his hips shaking in anticipation.

"Charlie, please," he pleads.

I toy at his head with my tongue before gingery placing my lips around his penis. His breathing becomes heavy with anticipation and pleasure. I work my way up his length slowly and gently. He gasps and moans.

I suck on it a short wile. Slowly, teasing him. I pull away, glaring up at him.

"Oh fuck, Charlie, please don't stop."

I lick him from the tip up to his balls, teasing him.

"Charlie, please."

I let the water from the running shower to drop on his tender penis. He gasps from the sensation it brings but it's not enough. He wants me to touch him. I kiss him, right above his line of pubic hair, working my way back up.

"Please Charlie; I'm so hard right now."

"I know," I whisper in to his neck.

I press my body to his, feeling his stiff just above mine. He moans at the feel of my body.

"Please touch me," He begs, staring down at me.

I grin and shake my head.

"It's my turn now," I whisper to him, "make me moan".

Alex tangles his fingers in my soaking hair, pulling my face to his in a mind blowing kiss. My lips tremble as our tongues explore each other. I need him to touch me. I want him to show me what I showed him.

As if he hears my thoughts, Alex travels town my body with his hisses, making me harder the lower he goes.

He doesn't stop at my dick. He goes lower, kissing at my inner thigh. I let out a soft moan. Feeling him so close to my penis; I want him to touch me.

"Alex," I gasp.

He grins at me. He waits a few seconds, watching me squirm with anticipation and wanting. Suddenly he brings my dick fully into his mouth, pulling it in and out. I gasp and moan, growing weaker with intensity of his pleasure.

I tremble as I reach my climax.

"Alex," I gasp again, "Alex, I'm going to cum."

He doesn't stop his work to please me. His mouth keeps gliding over my cock. Right when I am about to release, Alex lightly nibbles on my head. The sensation makes my moan, throwing my head back in pleasure. I peak my orgasm in to Alex's mouth. He swallows it, happily.

I drop to my knees, weakened with intense pleasure.

"Since you're down here..., "Alex grabs my neck, pulling me on top of him. I lean down so our lips can meet. This kiss is gentler than the ones before it; more loving. Alex pulls away, resting his head on the floor of the tub. I lay on top of him, nestling my head in the crook of his neck, breathing heavy. The now cold water beats down on my back. I close my eyes, letting it paint a rhythm on my spine.

"Alex?"

"Hmmm?" He hums in reply.

I feel the noise reverberate through his chest.

"How long have you wanted to do this to me?"

"Ever sense the day I suggested we live together."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Anything."

I lift my head to look in to his eyes, "Why did you wait so bloody long?"

He grins at me.

"Honestly, Charlie, I thought I would never get away with it…"

"Well you did."

"I guess I did."

I reach up and turn off the faucet. The water stops abruptly. I stare in to Alex's calm, brown eyes.

"I love you, Alex."

"I love you too."

We lean in to kiss again. I savor the moment, briefly, before standing up. I step out of the bath tub. Alex sits up. I stare at him, smiling.

"Put some cloths on, you oaf," I laugh at him.

He stands up and steps in front of me.

"You first," He challenges.

I grin before shoving a towel at him.

"I'm serious."

"So you can take them off later, I hope."

"Alex," my tone is more serious now, "I don't want this to be just sex, understand? I said I love you and I mean it. I want to be with you. I want to know that I'm more than a shag to you."

"Of course you are, Charlie. You're my best mate. You mean everything to me."

Charlie smiles at this.

"Take me out?"

"Of course."

"Get dressed."

Alex ties the towel around his waist and walks to his bedroom. I do the same. I can't help but think of Alex as I pull cloths across my cold skin. I feel happier than I have ever been. "Just gay," I thought to myself. I giggled at this.

"Something funny?" Alex questions, leaning in my open door frame.

"Nothing," I reply, yanking a shirt over my head.

"Ready?"

"All my life," I reply, cheesily.

He grins, holding my hand in his, as he pulls me down the hall and out the door.