Steven Rogers sat on his Fifties styled large bed in his lonely home. He was tall and blonde with a chisled face and body and azure Sapphire blue eyes with golden locks. His body was as strong as a bull but not nearly as beastly. A single tear deipped down his face, mirroring the rain rolling down his big window; it was as though God was crying with him. He wanted to be illucidated and to leave his pain and sorrow: but how?

Steve felt so alone. Ever since he'd entered that accursed icy slumber, his friends and family were long gone. He stemmed the flow of tears - he had SHIELD now, which was full of good human beings with good souls. But... there was one he felt pulled towards. But no. He couldn't - they were both men. Those thoughts were scary, these feelings were too.

(KNOCK KNOCK). Suddenly there was a knock on his door. He wondered who it could be, and of his elusive intentions. He stood up and walked to the door, opening it onto God's Downpour, and stood in his doorway...

Tony Stark. Iron Man, philanthropst, genius, and his friend. He blinked away his tears and smiled so hard his cheeks hurt. In fact, he also blushed across the cheeks and ears as he was like to do around Tony. Oh, Tony.

'May I come in?' Asked Tony with a smile.

'Yes.' Said Steve, stepping aside to let him in. He loved having Tony round, because it meant they could do things together. In fact, he almost liked it too much...

'How are you?' Asked Tony. 'As good as the weather?' He joked.

'Hahaha,' laughed Steve, but on the inside he was a swirling amalgamation of emotions. How could he approach this gleaming collosus. He was wearing a tight shirt that showed his big chest and his tight jeans almost showed an outline too forbidden for Steve to think about.

'Are you okay Steve?' Asked Tony.

'I-I...'

'Steve?' Asked Tony, looking into his eyes with eyes the colour of fading autumnal leaves.

He felt his courage boil up. This was scarier than fighting Hydra but he could do it. Steve took a deep breath and continued to stare for a minute before saying:

'T-Tony, I... love you. I think about you every day and every night and all the time in between as well. I think about your smile and the way you fight evil without a single fear in your big arc reactor heart.' They both chuckled at his joke, but Steve was still brimming with fear. 'Please... I... i don't expect you to feel the same because we are both men. But I couldn't hold this in my big heart any more. If I carry on being Captain America, I cannot be Captain America the liar. So I will be honest with my feelings. Because honesty is what this country is made of. It is what flows through my veins at all times. If I can't be honest with you (who I love), how can I serve my people? I'm sorry. Leave if you want.' Said Steve with a sad expression on his face.

'S-Steve, it's okay. I love you too. You are worth so much more than all of those whores in my life. You are so strong and I only pretend to care about people who aren't you. Pepper means nothing to me. You are everything.' Said Tony.

'Tony!' Shouted Steve, running to his arms. 'If only I had known. But we are both men!'

'Yes, but that's okay. We can still be in love and live together and have sex. If the world has a problem with that we can fight off the evil. Together.' Said Tony.

'Tony...'

They began to kiss. It started gently but soon their tongues were fighting for dominance. Steve won, tasting his delicious mouth. It was the sweetest he'd ever tasted, as he felt the rough stubble against his face. He ran his hands through his hair and sighed.

'If only I had known...' Murmured Steve.

'It's okay now, my love.' Said Tony.

'But what was that... about sex...?' Asked Steve, blushing as red as Rubies.

Tony smirked like the devil. A sexy devil, actually. 'Oh my naughty Captain~...' He said, still smirking and leading him to the bedroom...

TO BE CONTINUED ;)