Friction
By micman60
AN: Holy crap, this is such a stupid idea x_x. The whole fic, not just this story.
==RCT==
They started slow. Rising, and falling. Rising, and falling. The twists, the turns, the droplets of water on their backs. Colliding with the friction-heated skin that sizzled with pleasure. They weaved, they bobbed, they rose again... and with a mighty scream, they came down again, the hot skin of them both cooling. It was a ritual they did every day, but they never got tired of it. It was their destiny.
"Yo Bob, wanna go on The Curdler again?"
"Hell yeah, bro, that rollercoaster was sweet!"
AN: And that starts off my collection of stories-that-are-totally-not-creepy-but-totally-are.
