Author's notes:

Firstly, disclaimer: These characters aren't mine, I'm just having a little fun with them.

IT IS IMPORTANT TO NOTE THAT THIS STORY DOES IN NO WAY REFLECT ANY SORT OF RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN ZAC EFRON AND CORBIN BLEU.

Anyway. This is a sequel to "Good Luck" because so many people (I love you all, by the way) responded so wonderfully to the first story. Plus, I love this pairing and didn't want it to go away so quickly.

Thanks so much for all the positive support! Comments are the best thing ever!

Buroo

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Chad shook his head furiously and tried to concentrate on his shot.

Video games, comic books, real books, TV, movies- nothing was working. Not even basketball.

No matter how hard he tried, Chad couldn't get that kiss… and that something extra… out of his head.

Which was really ridiculous because, after all, it wasn't anything. Troy said he needed some help, and Chad helped him. That's what friends do, right?

Chad's wrist flicked and the ball soared through the air, hit the rim of the hoop and flew off.

Chad ducked just in time.

Ok, so maybe that's not what friends do….. At least not two guy friends…. Who both have girlfriends.

Ok, well Troy had a girlfriend. That whole Chad/Taylor thing had been a disaster.

….but Troy and Gabriella had been kind of …touchy lately.

Whatever, girlfriends or not, making-out backstage wasn't what two jock guy friends do to pass the time.

Chad scowled.

This whole thing was sick and wrong. He had screwed up royally…

But then again…

He hadn't done anything. He was firmly against the whole idea of kissing Troy.

It was just, Troy looked horrible- paler than Chad had ever seen him- and the added strain of that idiotic superstition didn't look like it helped his nerves.

It was just going to be a "peck".

An Aunt kiss.

A nothing.

Troy was the one who turned it into so much more. Troy was the one with yet another secret that leaked it's way out. Troy was the freak who liked kissing other boys.

…. But it wasn't like Chad hadn't enjoyed it too.

After all, Chad had never been kissed like that before.

It had been rough and fast, and… god it was just so damned hot!

He didn't have to worry about being too forceful, about stray teeth and accidental bites. Neither one of them cared about bleeding lips like a girl would have, all they cared about was the heat between the two of them, the feel of "his tongue against mine", the erratic motion of hips writhing against another's.

Chad was swept up into the heat, the passion.

He wasn't thinking clearly when his hand unbuttoned Troy's jeans and slipped inside his friends boxers.

He didn't mean to bring Troy to the edge like he did.

….It just… happened.

And Chad definitely hadn't been in control of himself afterwards, leaning against that wall, pleading, begging in his head for Troy to just… god just get your skinny ass over here and touch me!

Lust.

Pure, unfiltered, lust.

That's all it was.

Nothing else.

Chad has no sort of attraction to Troy. Troy has no sort of attraction to him.

They'll see each other at school, and everything will be the same as it always was.

Best Friends.

That's all that they are.

Chad hurled the basketball at the hoop and missed by three inches.