The next morning, Hector Zeroni found himself delightfully snuggled against a sleeping Stanley Yelnats. He didn't want to move, so he decided he would simply pretend that he was asleep when Stanley woke up. Feeling the boy behind him was too tempting.

Last night was one close call. He'd had one of THOSE dreams about Stanley, and bumping into him must have awakened both of them. He was scared Stanley was going to ask what he was dreaming about. Now THAT would've been bad.

The body behind him stirred. Hector immediately feigned light breathing and limpness.

"Zero? You awake?" Stanley was asking him.

Remaining silent, Zero felt the warmth of Stanley's body leave his own. He knew they had to get up eventually. He stayed silent for a couple minutes as he heard the faucet in the bathroom turn, and the water start running. Stanley was in the shower... Mmm.....

Before he knew it, the delicious fantasies had enveloped him once more. Hot water and even hotter hands running down naked bodies... Tongues in a never ending dance of passion... Sweet kisses everywhere but where they're needed... Closing his eyes, Hector let them take him away...

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Hector stepped closer to the shower curtain, cautiously. Finally, deciding it was time to act, he tore it away and let his eyes rove each crevice and curve of startled Stanley's naked body. It was like that of a god's, yet even more beautiful.

"Hector? Wha-

"Shut up." was Hector's interruption. Not caring for his clothes, he stepped into the shower. Stanley's beautiful face, contorted with confusion, was too tempting to resist. Hector clasped his hands behind Stanley's neck and pulled him into a searing kiss. Droplets of water fell from their hair and Hectors clothes, but went unnoticed.

They were the only things in existence for that moment.

As the kiss ended, the look in Stanley's eyes was one of lust. Hector let go and moved his hands to travel down Stanley's chest. It was then that Stanley realized that Zero was a little over-dressed for the occasion.

Looking down at his best-friend-turned-lover, he nearly gasped at the sight. Soaking wet curls framed a work of art. Frighteningly dark eyes, the eyes of an impassioned lover were all he could see. They were swallowing him like a tasty treat meant only for the worthy. The clothes were clinging to his body like nothing else ever could.

Well, maybe not nothing...

Stanley wanted very badly to divest his beautiful Hector of the clothes he wore, but before he could move, he found himself again trapped against the shower wall. Hector's lips were on his at lightning speed. Not that he minded, anyway. Mouth and hands... Everywhere....

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Stanley's eyes snapped open in a flash. Where had that come from? Not that it wasn't welcome, but still, he was trying NOT to think about his best friend like that.

He quickly got out of the shower before he thought anything else, and toweled himself off. He changed into a pair of baggy jeans and a black t-shirt and stepped into the bedroom. Zero jumped up as soon as the door opened, smiling brightly at his friend.

"Hey dude, your awake!" Stanley heard himself saying, though he really wasn't paying attention.

"Uh, yeah, can you believe it?" came Hector's hollow reply.

Stanley moved to sit on the bed next to his friend, and Hector slid to the side. The heat from their bodies, not even touching, was amazing. Friction like hellfire.

"So, how was your nap, little buddy?" Stanley asked.

"Pretty good, Cave-brain." Hector knew Stanley hated this name.

"Hey! Quit it with that name!"

"Nah. It suits you." Hector replied slyly.

"I'm serious! Quit it!" Stanley used this as an excuse to move closer to his friend, feigning anger.

"....Cave-brain." Zero knew what was coming, and welcomed it. Stanley pounced and began The Great Tickle War II. Rolling around, avoiding each other's lower bodies, the friction increased between them. Giggles and squirms were a n aphrodisiac for both.

Hector gasped as his erection ground against the navy-blue comforter. Stanley found himself turned on more than ever at that, and flipping them over, he saw the boy's poking erection and stifled a gasp. Hector's eyes opened slowly (when had he closed them?) And he was greeted with the lovely sight of a very aroused Stanley Yelnats. For a moment, they just stared at each other, fearing their own words.

Then the door slammed open.

"Yo, Zero, Caveman, What up? Oh... did we miss somethin'?" Both of them turned to the door simultaneously. Standing in the doorway, quite stunned, were their old friends X-ray, Magnet, ZigZag, and Armpit.

"Uh, hey guys! How are you?" Both boys jumped apart. The questions would have to wait.