Unfortunately House didn't fall asleep as easily as Wilson. He lay there enjoying the feeling of Wilson lying against him. He listened to the deep breathing and occasional snore. He felt the hand that rested on his chest. It took all of Greg's willpower not grab that hand and start…tasting it.

As much as those thoughts were pleasant other thoughts started to occupy Greg's mind. What was a dull ache in his leg was starting to become a more pressing matter. Also his bladder was screaming for relief.

"First things first, to the toilet," House whispered to himself. He gently lifted Wilson's arm off of him and waited. The other man didn't move or make a sound. House continued to move gingerly into a sitting position when a sharp pain shot up his leg.

"Aaargghhh!"

Wilson bolted straight up and clutched House's shirt, "guhhh!" he exclaimed then looked around and calmed down.

"Um…House are you okay?" Wilson's concerned look replaced his startled one.

House grimaced.

"Do you have your Vicodin on you?"

House groaned then managed to say, "The shelf ab-ove the stairs!"

Wilson dashed to the stairs and reached up to pull something down that was soft and fuzzy and most definitely wasn't a bottle of pills. "What the hell?" he said bewildered.

"Baaaaa" replied the stuffed sheep that Wilson held too hard. He didn't have time to mull that one over though so he dropped the sheep and continued searching with his fingers for the Vicodin.

"Got it!" Wilson ran back, while opening the bottle, and handed Greg 2 pills. House expertly dry swallowed them and leaned back to wait for them to take affect.

"Why did you wait so long?"

"Got distracted…," House mumbled still not in a talking mood.

"Here…why don't you lay down for a bit?" Wilson said while gently easing House unto the couch. House just grunted and closed his eyes. After House was settled Wilson went to lie down beside him. He was careful of not jarring the older man's leg that he inadvertently put pressure on his abdomen.

"Uhhh!" House exclaimed.

"Sorry," Wilson said mistakenly thinking he wasn't careful enough around House's leg. Wilson gently snuggled against House and drew circles on his palm with his thumb. Then he noticed something…warmth that was spreading…

When Wilson pressed on House's bladder House just couldn't hold it any longer and with a grunt he just let go. For the first few seconds he just lay there enjoying the relief of not having that pressure anymore. Then as his bladder continued to empty he grew a little worried because Wilson was laying half on top of him and there was no way Greg could hide his accident.

Wilson lay still, his face flushed. His friend was lying on the couch…wetting himself. Wilson tried to steady his breathing. I should not be turned on by this…only little children wet themselves…

Greg and James lay on the couch wet from the waist down by Greg's urine (the drinking from earlier had caught up with him.) There was something oddly arousing lying wet and warm together. The evidence of Wilson's arousal was clearly felt against House's hip and House's jeans didn't really cover his.

After a while it started to get cool. Not wanting this moment to end Wilson decided to fix the problem. It was hard to start peeing, because his brain had been programmed not to just let it go where ever, but once he started it came freely.

House smirked when he realized what Wilson was doing. I didn't think Jimmy had it in him…he seems like such a vanilla sex kind of guy... House lay there happily, once again growing hard when Wilson grabbed him.

"Ahh..." House totally wasn't expecting that. Wilson began rub the bulge with his hand while he ground himself into Greg's good thigh. "Ahh…" House breathed out again. James stopped the movement with his hand, scooted up a bit and started to rub against him in a way that Greg had some fun too.

When Greg's breathing started to get faster James quickened his pace. He stopped briefly and came with a shudder and then he ground his leg into Greg's erection. House's eyes were closed and when he opened them to see Wilson looking at him through hooded eyes with such…hunger…he groaned, arched his back and collapsed.

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The men lay there tangled in each others arms. They lay there for several minutes long after there heart rates had slowed down and breathing had turned to normal. Then it started feeling uncomfortable again so Wilson pulled himself from House and stood up.

"There should be some clothes in one of those boxes over there…" House mumbled almost drifting off to sleep.

Wilson thoroughly looked through all of House's boxes until he found what he was looking for. Searching through the box he found a couple old blankets, old worn out towel, plain grey and black track pants, grey T-shirts…and a hideously purple dress which he chose not to bring up.

Wilson took what he needed over to the big laundry sink. He stripped off his clothes and cleaned himself with one of the old towels. After drying off and putting on some of Greg's old clothes he grabbed a few towels, some clothes and a bowl of water and padded barefoot over to House.

He lifted House's shirt up (the bottom had gotten wet), shushing House when he sleepily protested. When he undid Greg's pants the sleepy House was no longer sleepy.

"What are you doing?" House asked while swatting Wilson's hands away. Well that's a change…I thought he wanted to be naked with me…

"I'm going to get you cleaned up."

"I'm perfectly able to clean myself up…" House protested while trying to sit up.

Wilson gently pushed him back down. "No let me…" Wilson replied softly. House just looked up at him and shut up.

Wilson unzipped Greg's pants and gently wriggled them off him. "Stand up for a minute." He commanded. When Greg was standing steady Wilson mopped up as much urine as he could from the couch. After he flipped the couch cushions over he turned his attention back to Greg.

Wilson wet a towel and wrung out some water so it didn't drip. Taking the towel in his right hand and steadying House with his left hand, Wilson wiped down House's leg gently cleansing his skin. As Wilson was moving onto Greg's other leg he thought he heard some knocking on a door.

Wilson paused in his cleaning of House and when he didn't hear anything he continued. After a couple minutes both men heard some crashing sounds and then the basement door was kicked open.

"House!" a worried sounding Chase called out as he started down the stairs. "You weren't answering your pager or phone so we thought…" His voice trailed off as he took in the scene before him…a very naked House being wiped by Wilson and a smell of urine penetrating the room.

"Uhhh," Chase said dumbly after a minute and the other men didn't reply. They all stood looking at each other. Chase with a surprised and curious look on his face, Wilson with an embarrassed look on his face and House looking smug as always.

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A/N: sheepish grin Well not sure what to say about that. I don't know how the guys are going to explain themselves to Chase. Will Chase be disgusted by what he saw or want to join in? Be sure to review!