"We have other stuff" said Jude. "You can have anything you want..." his voice trailed off.

"To drink, to drink, I mean" he quickly caught himself.

Miguel looked at him with his eyebrows raised.

"I should go get that now" the mortified younger boy said.

"I should probably go help him" the Connor boy said.

Both boys hurried off to the kitchen.

What on earth is going on? Miguel thought to himself. Are these little boys flirting with me? He shook his head and smiled.

He started looking around at the room, it seemed strange but at the same time familiar. It's been a long time since he had been there. He saw pictures of the family. He saw faces he recognized from before and two new faces. One he had just met, Jude, but the new girl in the photo was a stranger to him. Then a picture caught his eye, a face he knew when it was younger, he was transfixed by the boy in the singlet and how the image in his head translated to the image he was seeing now.

*** Connor and Jude in the kitchen***

"Oh my god Jude, that's Miguel... you know...that Miguel" Connor said in a hushed voice.

"Yes I know" replied Jude. "What was that, all of a sudden you can't remember your own name?" Jude asked in the same hushed voice.

"I don't know what happened. I heard myself saying it but I couldn't stop." Connor replied "He's just so..." He started to say.

"Breathtaking" Jude cut him off.

"What about you?"Anything you want?" "Really Jude?" Asked Connor.

"Ok, you made your point. It was a slip" acquiesced Jude.

"But... he could, couldn't he? Asked Jude with a sly look.

"With my cherry on top" replied Connor with his trademark smirk and eyebrow flip.

"Mmm, you may want to rethink that" said Jude to a puzzled Connor. Jude remembered what Jesus had shared about another cherry popping incident involving Miguel.

"Besides, I thought that would be between us" Jude said as he glanced up at Connor and bit his bottom lip.

"Really?" Replied Connor. "Sure of yourself much?"

"Well, you got dibs on mine" returned Jude.

"Oh my god" replied Connor. "What happened to the sweet, shy little Jude I knew."

"You kissed him, remember" retorted Jude.

"Did you look... I mean, down?" Jude asked.

"Yep" replied Connor. "Kinda hard not to, it was right there in your face" he added. "Did you?" He asked.

"I think I might have undressed him with my eyes" replied Jude.

"There's just something about him. I don't know how to put it..." Jude continued.

"He's sex on legs" Connor finished for him.

"Yep. Three legs" Jude said, looking at Connor.

"Do you think we're horrible?" asked Connor.

"Yep" Said Jude. "We're going straight to hell"

Connor was silent for a while, he was doing that slack jaw thing he does.

"Don't do that right now" said Jude.

"Whaat?" Asked Connor, puzzled.

"You can't do that thing with your jaw. It's too much for me right now. Not with with that thing sitting in there and you... I might just spontaneously combust in a minute" Jude said, shaking his head.

"Oh" said Connor. "I think I'm going to need some cold water too." He said as he put his hand into his pocket, trying to conceal the bulge that suddenly started to form.

Jude bent over to retrieve the water from the refrigerator. Suddenly he felt a slap on his butt, then he felt a strong hand palm and squeeze one of his buns. Startled, he looks back quickly to see Connor standing close behind him with his butt cheek in hand and with his other hand massaging himself and palming his erection through his jeans.

"What are you doing?" Asked Jude, looking at his boyfriend with his eyebrow arched.

"You said I got dibs, so I'm just claiming a little ownership" replied Connor flipping his brows.

"Is that so?" Replied Jude as he slowly nodded.

"Yep" said Connor. "I could get to like this, really like this."

"I should hope so" said Jude. "But for now you shouldn't grab anything you can't eat."

With that he walked away with two bottles of water, leaving Connor with his mouth hanging open.

Miguel sat staring at the picture on the wall, he had gotten comfortable, he leaned back in the couch, both arms outstretched over the back. His head turned to the left in the direction of the picture. His legs wide apart. He wasn't aware the boys had returned. He turned his head around to see the two teenagers standing in front of him. Jude holding two bottles of water and Connor with his own opened bottle and he had his other hand in his pocket. A move Miguel knew too well. Oh lord, how long have they been standing here? He thought. They're doing it again, he thinks to himself. This time there was no mistaking exactly where their attention was focused. He leaned forward, bringing his legs together and his hands to rest between them.

"You have a big one and a... I mean there are two sizes of water to choose from, a big one and a small" Jude realizing how that sounded, managed to clean up. Wishing there was a hole under his feet that he could fall into.

"Oh, definitely a big one and he looks like a good eater too" Connor said snidely, digging the hole deeper for Jude.

"I'll take both" replied Miguel quickly.

The boys both bit their bottom lips in unison and looked at him with eyes that betrayed exactly what was going through their heads.

"Waters, both waters. Thank you" Miguel said matter of fact, looking at them through squinted eyes, wondering what the two horny teenagers were up to.

"Of course, what else" said the Jude boy with a look of feigning innocence.

"Bummer" muttered the Connor boy.

"What's that?" Asked Miguel pretending not to hear.

"Nothing, just wishful thinking" the Connor boy said as he rolled his eyes up and bit his bottom lip.

"Ditto" muttered Jude.

"These aren't spiked are they" Miguel said sarcastically as he opened a bottle and started to gulp the water down.

"Darn it, didn't think of that" Jude retorted as he snapped his fingers.

"Why would we ever want to have someone helpless and in our hands, especially someone who looks like you do and might have a not so concealed weapon." Added Connor.

Miguel almost choked, he slapped his chest as he coughed trying to catch his breath.

He needed the water because these two boys were just unbelievable. He was secretly hoping someone would come to rescue him soon. Sure he was much taller and stronger than them, but he was starting to wonder if he should be concerned about his safety and his virtue. He was used to being flirted with and come on to by both girls and dudes. He went to an extremely progressive college and it was a part of everyday life, especially for a boy that looked the way he did and came with the trappings he did. The very thing the Connor boy alluded to. But he wasn't prepared for these two.

He definitely was not prepared for the flood of emotions that were about to be unleashed.

"Miguel?" The voice questioned softly. "Is that really you?" Jesus said as he walked into the living-room.