A/n: Okay everyone, this is the last chapter of this story but fear not I already have the sequel planned out which I'll give in more detail in my a/n at the end of this chapter. As I mentioned in the first chapter; this was my first attempt at writing anything at all and I can't believe the awesome reception I received from all of you. I know it's been a rough road from the first chapter to the last as far as grammar and content. Thanks so much for sticking with me through my learning and for all of the constructive criticism that helped me improve as the chapters went on. I feel my writing as improved from this experience and I hope you feel the same way. This chapter contains some man love and as you know I'm not experienced in writing smut so I hoped it turned out okay. Thanks to all of you, and on we go….

Warnings: RATING CHANGE FOR THIS CHAPTER-THIS CHAPTER IS M FOR MAN LOVE-don't like it please don't read. Slash, spoilers season 5

Disclaimer: David Shore owns them not me!

CHAPTER 14

Wilson stood in the entryway of House's living room; as he stared at his best friend, he couldn't help but wonder what he was doing there. House had made it clear a number of times that he would not accept anything less than full compliance regarding the conditions he put upon them moving their relationship forward beyond friends. Why then, Wilson thought did House summon him here? What exactly where the older man's intentions? It didn't take him long after his arrival to find out what the answer would be to that question.

Before Wilson could mutter a word in protest, House had manhandled him against the door; covering Wilson's body with his own. The younger man felt warm hands roam up and down his flanks with quiet desperation while rough lips attacked his mouth and neck with the same urgency. Wilson was overwhelmed by the stimulation that was the product of the welcomed attack but he didn't want to make the same mistake he had made the night before. He knew he needed to say something to put an end to what was happening or it would escalate out of control in a matter of moments….or was that House's intentions? But why now?

"Mmmm…House…what are you doing?"

House didn't stop his exploration of the younger man's body as he spoke.

"I'm having my way with you…what does it look like?"

Just then House bit down on the tender spot behind the ear causing Wilson to arch is back away from the door in pleasure.

"Ahhh…House…w-what about your…c-conditions?"

House stopped his motions but still kept his full weight against Wilson as he spoke in a low, gravely voice. Wilson couldn't help his body from responding to that wonderful sound.

"I haven't forgotten about them and as much as I hate talking; we will discuss it again before the night is over." He finished his thought as he nipped and kissed his way from Wilson's ear down his neck causing the younger man to throw his head back and let out a soft moan of appreciation. "Right now… my intentions are to show you how good we can make… each other feel and help you to understand that what… we can have is not an evil thing to be hidden away from the world."

"House…you know..I can't do.. ooom….." House cut Wilson's words off by covering his lover's mouth with his own. He swept his tongue over the younger man's lips demanding entry; Wilson eagerly allowed him in. It was not a tender action, on the contrary; it was rough, passionate, and extremely hot. Tongues dueled for dominance while hips circled causing friction to clothed erections. House stopped all movement to speak one more time.

"We will discuss this, but right now you need to feel and experience."

Wilson looked into House's eyes, what he saw staring back at him were eyes, lust filled with mesmerizing blue pinpoint dots shining in the center. To say the least; he was in awe. The only word he could muster came out in a breathy tone.

"Okay."

House led the younger man to his bedroom without another word and Wilson was terrified at the implications of what was about to happen. Even though they were together the night before; it had been a miscommunication; at least that's what Wilson told himself. This time however, they both knew what the other man wanted and it frightened Wilson to move forward knowing they weren't on the same page. Wilson resigned himself to the knowledge that it was House's condition and if he's willing to do this knowing they didn't agree about their future then who was he to say no. Still, he couldn't shake the uneasy feeling.

House stopped their motion and left them standing facing one another next to the side of the bed. Contrary to the older man's desperate, needy actions in the other room; House looked tenderly to Wilson as he removed his friend's suit jacket while he gently kissed his lips. Wilson was taken aback by the tenderness that he felt. He would never have thought of House as an attentive lover; actually he thought House would be very demanding. Both had benefits, he thought.

House pulled back enough to look Wilson in the eye. "I want more tonight; I want you to know what it's like to truly be together…I want to know what it's like for us to truly be together."

Wilson wasn't sure how to respond to that; he would be lying to say he wasn't the least bit apprehensive. He knew exactly what House was referring to when he said he wanted more and frankly that actually scared Wilson; it was the fear of the unknown. House could see the uncertainty in his friend's eyes without Wilson saying a word.

"You can choose how we do this. I know all of this is new to you and the last thing I want is to scare you away with my huge manhood."

Wilson couldn't help but to laugh at House's words; he was thankful for the break in the tension that had started to fill the air.

"I trust you and your huge manhood and the only way I will truly know if I'll enjoy this is to just try it."

House searched Wilson's face looking for any hint of…well anything.

"Are you saying you want me to fuck you?"

Wilson smiled…"Aren't you just the romantic…yes…I really think that's what I'm saying."

"If you wanted romance you picked the wrong guy. We can do it the other way around the first time; you know to ease you in to the joys of man sex."

Wilson deadpanned. "Now, that was romantic…no, this…is what I want...I'm sure."

Now it was House's turn to feel apprehensive. This was what he wanted, probably what he's always wanted…to have Wilson; to be with him and for Wilson to want to be with him in return. He also knew this would change everything; one time can be written off as experimental. This however; what they were about to do, there would be no turning back. Could he continue, knowing that there was a chance Wilson may never be ready to be in a committed open relationship with him? What Doctor Hudson said kept playing through his mind '… Maybe you need to compromise with him; give him some time to adjust to this new life that you're asking him to accept. Give him time without pushing him away…' Damn this new found need to listen to what other people thought; it was so much easier before his break down to just push people away and do what he needed to protect himself emotionally. But, he thought, all that ever did was leave him alone. No…this time he would listen to someone else and take a chance for once in his lonely, miserable life. What did he have to lose after all…other than his best friend that is.

Wilson saw the hint of reservation in House's face and decided it was time for him to take a little initiative in this…whatever this was. Wilson placed his hands on House's waist and proceeded to move them slowly up the older man's flanks while taking his shirt with him, ending with the shirt being pulled over House's head. The younger man leaned in to capture House's lips in a needy raw kiss while he slid his hands down House's bare chest, catching a nipple on the way causing his friend's breath to hitch. House quickly gathered his senses from his earlier thoughts and spun Wilson around pushing him down on the bed while falling onto him without breaking the physical contact.

"Hmmm…God, House." House ripped Wilson's shirt open and removed it..having little patience for the buttons that were impeding his progress. He figured he could buy Wilson a new shirt if he was really that attached to it.

Wilson let out a short laugh. "You in a hurry?"

"I've waited long enough for this, the shirt was just in my way… take your pants off." With that, House stood up and removed his own pants and boxers while he watched with great anticipation as Wilson did the same.

House laid down next to Wilson after both men had shed all of their clothing. Rolling on his side so he could fully take in the sight of the man next to him; he reached for Wilson's face to cup his cheek and spoke in a soft, caring, and very uncharacteristic tone of voice.

"Are you sure you want this? There's no turning back after tonight, we do this and it can't be forgotten."

Wilson looked at House and was amazed by the softness he saw in the older man. Wilson never thought House capable of such concern and patience. Maybe some good came out of his break down after all. Seeing House like this softened Wilson's emotions as well.

"I don't want to forget, I told you I loved you and I meant it…I really want this..I really want to try and make this work."

That was all the reassurance House needed at the moment, he leaned forward to brush his lips against his best friend turned lover's and gave a series of gentle chaste kisses. House ran the fingers of one hand through Wilson's hair while the other slid down the younger mans chest methodically..seductively, paying attention to both nubs as his hand passed over. He made his way down below Wilson's waist line and took hold of the younger man's erection, stroking it almost painstakingly slow causing Wilson to whimper out of frustration for more contact.

"That's an interesting sound."

"Shut up House and do something with that."

"My my, a bit impatient aren't we?"

"Cock tease."

"Pet names for each other already, how sweet…I think I'll call you…."

Wilson couldn't take anymore of the slow, agonizing strokes or of House's talking.

"House…shut up and DO something!"

House just smiled as he started a trail of nips and kisses from Wilson's neck to his shoulders. Before he went any lower, he reached for his needed accessories from the bedside drawer. Armed with what he was after, House proceeded to move lower while nipping at the sensitive flesh of Wilson's chest bringing sounds of excitement from his friend's lips. When he reached his desired destination, House licked the tip of Wilson's erection and pulled it into his mouth causing the younger man to buck up at the welcomed contact. House threw one arm over Wilson's hips to keep them down while he took him fully into his mouth.

Wilson's hand flew down to the top of House's head, "Mmmm…so good…God, more…please."

House set up a steady bobbing rhythm; working Wilson into a state of bliss while he lubed his fingers up to prepare his friend for what was to come. He moved his hand from the base of Wilson's erection down over his sac to rub along the younger man's opening. Wilson tensed at the unexpected feeling below.

"You need to relax. It won't work unless you do."

"I know, I..I just wasn't expecting it."

"Do you still want to do this…we can do something else until you're sure?"

Wilson looked down at House and shook his head. "No, I want to do it..just give me a minute."

House mouthed the tip of Wilson's cock and sucked lightly willing his friend to relax. He continued to rub his opening and finally was rewarded with Wilson relaxing enough to allow one finger to slide in. Wilson closed his eyes and took in the sensation. Of course it's not the first time he's felt this; after all he's had prostate exams before but never has he felt it in a sexual situation and for some reason that made it completely different. House gently brushed over his gland while he continued his ministrations with his mouth causing Wilson to moan in appreciation.

Feeling confident that Wilson was relaxed enough, House slipped in a second finger, scissoring them to try and stretch the younger man effectively while nudging his prostate every now and again to increase the pleasure. Wilson arched his back off the bed from the extraordinary sensations .

"Ahhhh House…so good…" House slipped one more finger in and thrust all three in and out. He wanted to make sure Wilson was prepared properly as to cause him as little pain as possible during the act itself.

After a few more minutes working him with his mouth and fingers; House deemed Wilson ready to proceed. He moved to the head of the bed and kissed Wilson with more passion and vigor then he had up to that point.

"Are you ready?"

"God yes."

"Tell me if it hurts too much and I'll stop."

Frustrated, Wilson stated. "I can handle this, just do it."

House rolled Wilson onto his side; he thought this would be the best position. It wouldn't put any pressure on his leg while he took time and care entering Wilson for the first time. After rolling on the condom and lubing himself, he spooned up behind Wilson and placed gentle kisses to the back of his neck and shoulders. While the younger man was sufficiently distracted by his ministrations, House positioned his tip to Wilson's entrance and gently pressed forward breaching the first ring of muscles.

Wilson hissed from the burning sensation that this caused and House could feel the tension spread across his lover's body.

"You okay?"

"Yeah..ahhh, just… burns a little."

"You sure?"

"Yes…just go slow, I'll be… fine."

House rubbed soothing circles along Wilson's chest in the hopes that it would relax the younger man. It seemed to have the desired effect and he gently pressed forward until he was fully sheathed inside Wilson's tight heat.

"Oh God Jimmy, you feel so fucking good…so tight."

Wilson was amazed at the feeling of having another person inside of him. Though it was painful as he expected it would be the first time; he felt overwhelmed by the implications of the act itself. House started to circle his hips in a lazy rhythm; Wilson felt himself starting to relax and the pain was slowly turning into a pleasurable feeling. House changed his angle and thrust deeper striking Wilson's prostate.

"Yes…there…God right there…do it again..more."

"You like that? When I do this?" House penetrated deeper and struck his prostate with each thrust sending Wilson into heaven.

"Mmmm, yes!"

House's hips pistoned at a heady tempo, he was so close to tipping over the edge but he wanted Wilson to come first. He wanted to feel Wilson's muscles ripple around his cock while he finished. House grabbed Wilson's erection and started stroking him in time with his thrusts; that was all it took to push the other man over.

"Ahhh…Ggreegg!"

House was seconds behind him calling Wilson's name as he came harder than any orgasm he had experienced in recent memory. Both men laid there panting from exertion..a sheen layer of sweat covered their bodies. Wilson turned over to face House and placed a series of lazy kisses to his friend's inviting mouth. House finally caught his breath.

"Well, was it what you expected?"

Wilson flashed a shy smile, "better than."

"You were able to handle my over powering love muscle?"

"You think you're all that, don't you?"

"Seriously? You know I'm all that and more."

"Yes of course, I forgot..you are a legend in your own mind."

"And don't you forget it!"

They both were silent after that for a short time while waiting to come down from their respective highs. House was the first to break the silence.

"You called me Greg…you never call me Greg."

"Huh…I guess I did. Well I suppose it makes sense."

"Why? Because we fucked?"

Wilson gave House a wry look at his choice of words and with just a bit of condescension he replied.

"Yes House, because we fucked."

"What? Do you want me to call it making love? Dude, we're dude's!"

Wilson didn't respond to that. "Does it bother you that I called you Greg? It seems a bit impersonal to be calling each other by our last names in bed."

"Fine, how about this...will call each other by Greg and Jimmy in bed but keep it the same as it's been other than that."

"That'll work for me."

"Good."

Wilson wasn't sure if he wanted to bring up the issues of the previous days but thought this was a good of time as any.

"Does this mean you accept what I said to you before…about not wanting people to know?"

House sighed heavily and rolled onto his back so he could stare at the ceiling with all the answers.

"I don't know what it means Jimmy..I really don't. I was set on not doing anything more with you and forgetting last night even happened in the hopes that we could still be friends."

Wilson looked at House thoughtfully, "so what changed?"

"I was an idiot and listened to my shrink. He told me to give you time to adjust, to not give up on you. I don't want to hide; I will give you time, but not forever. You will need to come to terms with this eventually or it won't work…we won't work."

Now it was Wilson's turn to search for life's answers in the almighty ceiling. "I know, I just don't know how to do it. How to change who I am without losing what I've worked so hard for."

"First of all; you're not going to lose anything and the second thing you need to understand is that I'm not asking you to change who you are. You're still James Wilson Boy Wonder oncologist who saves bald headed kiddies the world over. You're still the over caring, self righteous son of a bitch that I know and love. None of that is ever going to change regardless of who you're fucking."

Wilson looked over at House with a surprised look on his face. "Did you just tell me that you love me?"

"Oh brother, don't go getting all sappy on me…It's bad enough that you're going to be calling me Greg."

Wilson curled up to House's side and kissed his chest before laying his head down on top of it.

"Oh God, you're a cuddlier too? I need to rethink this relationship thingy with you."

"Shut up Greg."

House smiled to himself as he pulled Wilson closer . Yes, he could give his friend time. If he learned anything from his trip to Mayfield it was that the man laying next to him was the most important person in the world and at the end of the day, he'd do anything for him.

END

A/n: Okay, regarding the sequel: I was thinking of just continuing under this story name but decided against it because it will take place about six months after this one ends. It will deal with House and Wilson coming out as a couple (along with the challenges that will create) and of the re-emergence of Lydia. My timeline will be a bit different from that of the show. In my story, Lydia was a major part of House's life for his first month at Mayfield before she abruptly left with her family which caused House to re-evaluate his feelings and start a new life with Wilson (which down deep is what he truly wanted anyway because Lydia was a Wilson proxy in my mind). The idea for this sequel came to me after the premier and I can't shake it. I hope you will follow it and I hope to be posting within a week of this update. I won't mark this one complete until I post the new story; I will post a note on here when the first chapter to the sequel is up so those who are following via alert will know that it's there and hopefully in turn will follow the new one. Anyway, thanks so much to all my readers again for making this such a wonderful experience and for prompting me to continue and I really hope you'll let me know what you thought of this chapter. Talk to you soon!!!