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Hey, it's Mark! This is a sequel of sorts to "Jude" by MShobolover I strongly suggest you read that first, ok? I really liked it and always thought these two should be together, so ya... The following has some mature content and other cool stuff AKA loads of Wyatt and Jude action! Sweet! Oh! Also, you have to imagine Jude doesn't have a girlfriend ok? I really hope you like it cuz it's my first…ok! Enjoy my friends! Plz rate!

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Jude down to his sweet pet snake, she seemed to almost smile at him. She loved him, and it was unconditional. He loved staying at Wyatt's house He raised his eyes, to catch Wyatt looking at him. They both blushed.

"What are you lookin' at?" Wyatt asked, moving his gaze to the window, he tried to pretend he hadn't just been caught checking out his friend. Well, he wasn't checking him out, just, gazing. At those sweet blue eyes, and sunny hair, and those kind lips whispering to his snake. He wished he would whisper sweet nothings to him like that, what he would give to be that snake right now. All curled up with Jude, with his affection pouring down.

Jude put the playful snake to the side and put on the pants next to him, they were Wyatt's but it didn't really matter… he'd worn Wyatt's clothes before. Then he brought his mind back to what he and Wyatt had just been talking about, he rolled his eyes, Wyatt was so bad at hiding how much he liked him.

"Haha, sure, I was looking." Jude couldn't help the laugher, he knew Wyatt liked him, he had caught on that Wyatt was Bi about a year and half ago. He made jokes, hoping Wyatt would eventually just tell him, and then he would tell him that he like him too. But until then, he would just look down at his snake and laugh it off.

Wyatt couldn't help but smile, he looked outside at the pouring rain and was glad to be inside, with Jude. He walked over to the bed and Jude made a quick glance at him. Wyatt didn't know what to do, his recent break-up with Serena had gotten a lot of good tunes, but now… he was over her, finally. But he needed inspiration. He looked over at Jude, wondering if he could ever put his mixed emotions about that handsome teen into a song…

Over the last two years Wyatt had changed a lot, and most of that change was the whole transfer to liking boys. Sure, girls were ok… but he still leaned to boys. He always had a small thing for Jude, although he never told him. No one knew his Bisexual side, once he was almost caught while on a date in grade nine. Ever since then he had only gone for girls, ignoring any other crushes. Unfortunately, the only girl he had liked was Serena and, well, we all know how badly that turned out. So now he only had his feelings for Jude left, and he couldn't very well act on them… He and Jude had never talked about that kind of stuff anyways.

Wyatt was about to write down the words that began to form in his head, when Jude put down his pet into her cage and leapt onto the bed, knocking the notebook out of Wyatt's hand. Expecting a 'pet me' Wyatt looked up at the charming face of his friend. There was something in those soft blue eyes that was making him melt. Worried that the feeling would overcome he asked, "What Jude?" as Jude had a smile spread across his sweet face.

"Nothing, I just wanted to look at you." Jude looked at him as if he was looking past the Wyatt everyone saw, it was suddenly very obvious that Jude was lying on top him. Wyatt was getting nervous. Jude's eyes looked into his eyes, their deep blue exploring the calming chocolate brown of his own. Penetrating the surface, seeing the artist, the writer, the dreamer, the coffee-aholick, the (Wyatt was very nervous now, he put up more defenses, but there was no way Jude could know, no. Jude wasn't anything special… just an ordinary teen who -gulp- he cared about. A lot. But nothing special… It wasn't like he liked him that much… just a lot. It wasn't like he would dream about kissing him every night… just some nights. It wasn't like he was the most handsome and greatest thing he'd ever met… just one of the top 10. But Jude couldn't read his minds, no, he couldn't see anything…) lover.

Jude smiled. He leaned closer to him, Wyatt felt Jude's heavy body on top of him, Wyatt was tensing up. He wouldn't, he couldn't have known- or seen- or what ever he was doing– or- just - no, no, no.

Jude kissed him.

Wyatt gasped. Jude laughed; he couldn't believe what he had just done. Wyatt smiled so big Jude couldn't help himself, he smiled too. He kissed him again, this time Wyatt was kissing him back. It grew more and more passionate; Jude's fingers ran through Wyatt's Hair. Wyatt's hands were running over Jude's back, finding their way to his sweet behind.

Finally they released and looked into each other's eyes again, Wyatt laughed. He couldn't believe it. He was so happy.

He wanted to stay there forever; he hugged Jude as they went into their third long kiss. They intertwined; he felt Jude's nimble fingers run through his hair, the wet blonde of his own falling on Wyatt's chest.

Jude rolled next to him after a fit of spur of the moment make out sessions. Wyatt smiled and laid his hand on Jude's waist.

Jude's fingers still felt his hair, his hand laid n his cheek and tenderly felt the brown skin. He had been waiting for that for a long time. 'I guess I was the one who had to make the move, oh well.'

"Wow Jude… I- you- we- did that- what just ha- why- I didn't kn- that was-" Wyatt paused, he new he wasn't making any sense. He closed his eyes and after a breath the main thought in his mind surfaced to the top, "… Thanks." He released a breath into the air, half expecting it to be visible.

Jude laughed, his kind natured voice filling the room, mixing with the passion, the surprise, the joy, and the memories of all the times they both had yearned to do that. Wyatt especially. Jude wished he'd told, or shown, Wyatt how he felt before, but they had plenty of time to enjoy it still. He looked to the ceiling, seeing the stucco take shapes. Hearts, lines of music, the soft sound of song spread across the room.

"Hey Dude… want to go on a date sometime?" He looked back to Wyatt, who had his eyes closed; he opened them and replied with a nod.

"Sure Jude." He wanted to hear those words, and here they were, he grabbed them tight before they floated up too. He wanted those words, this moment, this feeling, to last before. He felt like he was going to wake up soon.

But this was no dream. Jude kissed him again, and said, "Hey, did you happen to make any food dude? I'm hungry," His stomach growled to support this.

Wyatt laughed, this was all so, weird, and perfect.

"Grilled cheese in the kitchen Jude. Help Yourself." They both laid for a few more minuets. Treasuring everything about this. Nothing had ever been sweeter.

"Thanks Dude," Jude said as he raised himself from the bed. It felt like he had laid there forever. Forever wasn't long enough. He would stay there, but he was so hungry.

Wyatt heard the door close as he spread across the bead. 'Did that just happen?' He had pictured so many other scenarios… how their first kiss could happen. But they were all fantasies, and he would take this over a thousand fantasies. Real was so much better. And this was all real.

"MIND IF I HAVE THE REST OF THE MILK DUDE?" a shout echoed from the kitchen. Wyatt laughed as he replied, "Do you have to ask?" unsure if Jude even heard him.

The rain hit the window in a calming manner; it was the most beautiful sound he'd ever heard. After listening to it for a few moments he decided to go downstairs, to join his… friend? Boyfriend? ('No, one date and one… very exciting kiss… does not a boyfriend make.') He would decide when he got downstairs.

Boy was he lucky that his parents were out of town for the weekend.

Jude smiled as he heard Wyatt's soft footsteps wander down the stairs as he poured out the rest of the milk into his glass.