After his first night and morning with Joey, Chandler hurriedly showered and got ready for work. "Damn, I'm late."
Joey caught him at the door, and kissed him. "Don't work late tonight."
Chandler looked surprised and bewildered. "I-I'll try not to."
"Well, call if they make you stay late. Okay?"
"O-kay." Chandler blinked at him and suddenly forgot all about running late. He asked hesitantly, "Are we, are we doing it again tonight?"
"Sure, if we can get the gang not to stick around here too long." Then he frowned. "What, you don't want to?"
Chandler shrugged. "I-I don't know. I guess I thought it was gonna be one drunken night and that's it. Like when people experiment in college."
"Oh. I never went to college."
"Yeah, that's right. I-I forgot."
Joey shrugged dismissively. "I guess I thought-- You know, this morning when you weren't drunk..."
Chandler nodded. "Yeah, I know."
"Never mind." Joey backed away and cleared his throat. "Well, I'll see ya."
After Chandler left, Joey stood there embarrassed and wondered why he had acted like that. Like some kind of housewife. What was he thinking?
***
At work, Chandler kept thinking about Joey, and everything they had done, drunk and sober. He had to admit that it all felt really good, and it wasn't like Chandler was getting any since his breakup with Kathy. The only woman that was hot for him lately was Janice, whom Chandler had got away from with his lie about Yemen.
So really, if he wasn't getting any sex with girls, what harm would there be to keep fooling around, if Joey was willing? Hmm, why was he willing?
Chandler wondered exactly why Joey had kissed him in the first place, because Joey really didn't seem that drunk last night. Maybe it was boredom or curiosity that made him take Chandler up on his joke about jumping him. Or maybe he was taking pity on Chandler, his pathetic roommate who never got many dates and who spent all evening talking about his failed relationships.
Did Chandler really want pity sex? One part of his brain said that pity sex was better than no sex. But another part of his brain protested, "It's not just pity sex! It's gay sex! What are you, still drunk?"
Chandler remained conflicted about the issue all day, but when he came home from work and saw Joey there, he decided to take a risk. "Hi," he said shyly.
Joey didn't meet his eyes, still embarrassed about this morning.
Chandler sat down with him. "Um, Joe, I was thinking... Let's, let's do it tonight."
Joey looked up with surprise. "You mean, have sex?"
"Yeah, um," he shrugged. "You were right, it was so much fun. I kept thinking about it today, and I want to do it again if you want to."
Joey smiled, but then frowned. "Oh, Chandler, I'm sorry. I-I got a date tonight."
Chandler sat back and blushed uncomfortably. "Oh, um, um--"
Joey pulled him near and kissed him. "It's okay, it's just a date. If you want to wait until tomorrow night, we could do it. Or, or you know, I could just break the date."
Chandler was flattered and smiled idiotically. "You'd--you'd break a date for me?"
"Yeah."
Chandler kissed him back, getting turned on. "God, let's do it now!"
Joey laughed. "Wait, wait! The gang's coming over, you know?"
"Oh, yeah."
"Plus, I got to go break my date."
"Right, right."
Joey kissed him again. "So I'll see you tonight."
Chandler nodded. "Tonight."
Joey walked away happy. He'd only gone out and got the date because of that incident at the door this morning. Maybe he still ought to date a girl anyway, just so he didn't act too weird and clingy with Chandler, but right now he was just excited about being with Chandler while he was sober and not in a hurry.
***
Their friends come over that evening, and it felt weird to hang out with them and act as if nothing had happened last night. As if nothing was going to happen after they left. Joey kept glancing at Chandler with a fond, knowing smile while the gang talked, and Chandler wondered why no one else noticed it.
When everyone finally headed home, Joey locked the door and sighed in relief. "At last!" With a laugh, he pulled Chandler close and gave him a staggering kiss. "How you doin'?" he whispered with a smile.
"Great." Chandler smiled back. "Just great."
They made out for a while, before heading for Joey's bedroom. Laughing a little, they quickly got naked and into bed again.
Joey lay Chandler down and covered him with kisses. "Oh, it's gonna be so much better now," he sighed.
"Better?"
He nodded. "Yeah, last night you were drunk and had that weird daze going. It'll be better now that you're sober and you're feeling everything." He chuckled. "Plus, now I already know some of the things you like, and I can start from there."
Joey was right; it was better than last night. Chandler was aware of every sensation and every detail, including whose bed they were in.
***
The guys kept sleeping together and still didn't tell their friends about it. The secrecy made it feel all the more naughty and fun. Chandler often joked in private that they were "sex buddies."
One night as they lay there in the darkness, Chandler sighed and became thoughtful. "Do you think Monica's hot, Joey?"
"Monica? Sure. So are Phoebe and Rachel."
"Yeah, but Monica is..."
"What?"
Chandler shrugged. "Come on, you tried to sleep with her when you first moved in. You even got naked in her living room."
"Sure." He didn't see any big deal in that.
Chandler smiled and remembered their trip to the beach. "The closest I came was peeing on her jellyfish sting. I guess it wasn't meant to be." He laughed and went to sleep.
Joey caught him at the door, and kissed him. "Don't work late tonight."
Chandler looked surprised and bewildered. "I-I'll try not to."
"Well, call if they make you stay late. Okay?"
"O-kay." Chandler blinked at him and suddenly forgot all about running late. He asked hesitantly, "Are we, are we doing it again tonight?"
"Sure, if we can get the gang not to stick around here too long." Then he frowned. "What, you don't want to?"
Chandler shrugged. "I-I don't know. I guess I thought it was gonna be one drunken night and that's it. Like when people experiment in college."
"Oh. I never went to college."
"Yeah, that's right. I-I forgot."
Joey shrugged dismissively. "I guess I thought-- You know, this morning when you weren't drunk..."
Chandler nodded. "Yeah, I know."
"Never mind." Joey backed away and cleared his throat. "Well, I'll see ya."
After Chandler left, Joey stood there embarrassed and wondered why he had acted like that. Like some kind of housewife. What was he thinking?
***
At work, Chandler kept thinking about Joey, and everything they had done, drunk and sober. He had to admit that it all felt really good, and it wasn't like Chandler was getting any since his breakup with Kathy. The only woman that was hot for him lately was Janice, whom Chandler had got away from with his lie about Yemen.
So really, if he wasn't getting any sex with girls, what harm would there be to keep fooling around, if Joey was willing? Hmm, why was he willing?
Chandler wondered exactly why Joey had kissed him in the first place, because Joey really didn't seem that drunk last night. Maybe it was boredom or curiosity that made him take Chandler up on his joke about jumping him. Or maybe he was taking pity on Chandler, his pathetic roommate who never got many dates and who spent all evening talking about his failed relationships.
Did Chandler really want pity sex? One part of his brain said that pity sex was better than no sex. But another part of his brain protested, "It's not just pity sex! It's gay sex! What are you, still drunk?"
Chandler remained conflicted about the issue all day, but when he came home from work and saw Joey there, he decided to take a risk. "Hi," he said shyly.
Joey didn't meet his eyes, still embarrassed about this morning.
Chandler sat down with him. "Um, Joe, I was thinking... Let's, let's do it tonight."
Joey looked up with surprise. "You mean, have sex?"
"Yeah, um," he shrugged. "You were right, it was so much fun. I kept thinking about it today, and I want to do it again if you want to."
Joey smiled, but then frowned. "Oh, Chandler, I'm sorry. I-I got a date tonight."
Chandler sat back and blushed uncomfortably. "Oh, um, um--"
Joey pulled him near and kissed him. "It's okay, it's just a date. If you want to wait until tomorrow night, we could do it. Or, or you know, I could just break the date."
Chandler was flattered and smiled idiotically. "You'd--you'd break a date for me?"
"Yeah."
Chandler kissed him back, getting turned on. "God, let's do it now!"
Joey laughed. "Wait, wait! The gang's coming over, you know?"
"Oh, yeah."
"Plus, I got to go break my date."
"Right, right."
Joey kissed him again. "So I'll see you tonight."
Chandler nodded. "Tonight."
Joey walked away happy. He'd only gone out and got the date because of that incident at the door this morning. Maybe he still ought to date a girl anyway, just so he didn't act too weird and clingy with Chandler, but right now he was just excited about being with Chandler while he was sober and not in a hurry.
***
Their friends come over that evening, and it felt weird to hang out with them and act as if nothing had happened last night. As if nothing was going to happen after they left. Joey kept glancing at Chandler with a fond, knowing smile while the gang talked, and Chandler wondered why no one else noticed it.
When everyone finally headed home, Joey locked the door and sighed in relief. "At last!" With a laugh, he pulled Chandler close and gave him a staggering kiss. "How you doin'?" he whispered with a smile.
"Great." Chandler smiled back. "Just great."
They made out for a while, before heading for Joey's bedroom. Laughing a little, they quickly got naked and into bed again.
Joey lay Chandler down and covered him with kisses. "Oh, it's gonna be so much better now," he sighed.
"Better?"
He nodded. "Yeah, last night you were drunk and had that weird daze going. It'll be better now that you're sober and you're feeling everything." He chuckled. "Plus, now I already know some of the things you like, and I can start from there."
Joey was right; it was better than last night. Chandler was aware of every sensation and every detail, including whose bed they were in.
***
The guys kept sleeping together and still didn't tell their friends about it. The secrecy made it feel all the more naughty and fun. Chandler often joked in private that they were "sex buddies."
One night as they lay there in the darkness, Chandler sighed and became thoughtful. "Do you think Monica's hot, Joey?"
"Monica? Sure. So are Phoebe and Rachel."
"Yeah, but Monica is..."
"What?"
Chandler shrugged. "Come on, you tried to sleep with her when you first moved in. You even got naked in her living room."
"Sure." He didn't see any big deal in that.
Chandler smiled and remembered their trip to the beach. "The closest I came was peeing on her jellyfish sting. I guess it wasn't meant to be." He laughed and went to sleep.
