Ville pulsed in and out of Bam passionately. To Bam it felt like heaven, He wrapped his legs tightly around Ville's waist pushing him deeper. "Ville." Bam sighed, "I love you so much." Ville nodded, "So am I." He said thrusting harder. Bam reached down to stroke himself, But Ville was already there. Ville stroked Bam in time with his thrusts. It didn't take long for both to come at the same time. Bam's legs moved from Ville's waist and his arms wrapped around his neck as he pulled him down on top of him. Ville pulled the blankets over them and snuggled more with Bam. "Welcome back." He whispered. "Thanks for waking me up." Bam whispered back.

Bam flipped through photo albums of him and Ville from over the years. He set the album he had finished flipping through and picked up another one. He tried to open it, but it was locked. "Willa, why is this album locked?" Bam asked as Ville brought up two cups of coffee. Ville set the cups down on the table. He leaned over and kissed Bam as he pulled a gold chain from under Bam's shirt. On the chain was a key. "I was wondering what that was for. But, why is it locked?" Bam asked taking the necklace off. "My love of using a camera and my love for you combined. I didn't want anyone's eyes but yours and mine to see." Ville said. A bright, seductive smile winkled across Bam's face. He took the book and ran their bedroom and locked the door. Ville just sat on the couch smiling.

Bam opened the album and was welcomed by a picture of himself soaking wet laying on a towel on the bed. His face face twisted in seductive pleasure, lips parted and pouty. An arm holding the backside of his neck as his other hand gripping himself. At the bottom of the picture on a piece of purple paper was a note written in Ville's hand writing, "My Baby In His 'Coming' Glory.' Bam blushed as he flipped the page. The book was covered in nude pictures of him and Ville, alone and together. His favorite picture of Ville. It was Ville laying on the deck railing completely naked, except he was in his famous purple beanie. He was laying on the rail with one leg hang off the inside of the deck, his tattoo sleeved hand running through his short black hair. Over his legs, stomach and rail was his release, he looked at the camera from the corners of his eyes in a somewhat angry, sexy way. By the time Bam was finished looking through the book he was harder than steel. He locked the album back up and set in aside. Going to the door, unlocking it and sticking his head out a bit. "Hey, Honey, I'm going to take a shower." Bam called out. "Okay." Ville replied from somewhere. "Oh, yeah, Babe. I'm REALLY hard." He said and closed the door and cockily went to the bathroom.

Hearing Bam say he was hard made Ville's pants jump. Calmly, he pulled off his shirt and kicked off his shoes and socks. He went into the Master bathroom. The glass in the shower was already fogged up. "Took you long enough, Ville." Bam taunted peeking out of the shower door. Ville only raised an eyebrow as he pulled off his pants. He started at his underwear, "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Bam protested stepping out of the shower. He stood in front of Ville with his hands on his hips. Ville stood there with his hands on the band on his undies. "Move your hands." Bam demanded. Ville moved his hands, a massive blush bloomed in his cheeks. "Please, tell me you lost your underwear and stole some little kid's, so you didn't have to free ball your pants." Bam pleaded in a sad pleading face. Ville slowly bit his lip with a embarrassed face. "Ville!" Bam yelled in shock. "SpongeBob underwear? I could let SpongeBob boxers go, but underwear. Oh my god!" Bam ranted in shock. "But...but....but I like SpongeBob." Ville retorted in a child's voice. Bam clawed the side of his face. He shook his head and kept whispering, SpongeBob undies, as he stepped back into the shower. Ville finished undressing and got in the shower with Bam. Bam was still whispering. "Bam, please." Ville begged. "SpongeBob underwear!" Bam yelled throwing his hands up. "You have a Hilary Duff shirt." Ville shot back. "One! One shirt, Ville. The smallest number that undies come in is six. Six!! That means you have at least 5 more pairs just like that." Bam answered turning to Ville. Ville put his head down and mumbled something. "What?" Bam asked. Ville mumbled a bit louder. "Come again?" "I have 3 sets of 6 SpongeBob underwear." Bam's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "That's means you have 18 pairs." Bam said calmly. Ville nodded quickly. Bam starred at Ville in shock. "Did I know about this before?" Ville shook his head, "I usual wear boxers over them, so no one would notice." He said. "My hubby is a freak," Bam said, then smiled, "I love it." He said hugging him. Ville felt better know that he didn't have to hide his, pineapple under the sea, secret anymore.

Neither Bam or Ville found release in the shower. They just took time to clean each other and touch each other. They got out of the shower and walked naked into their bedroom. Bam went into the dresser draws and pulled out some clothes. He turned around and throw a pair of Ville's SpongeBob underwear at him. "Thank you." Ville smiled pulling them on. "No problem." Bam replied pulling on a pair of cotton boxers. Bam turned back to the drawer and grabbed a pair of socks. He looked at Ville's underwear again, shook his head and closed the drawer. "What do you want for dinner?" Ville asked pulling on his shirt. "I don't know, whatever." Bam shrugged going out to the pool table. "You want me to order or cook." Ville questioned hugging him from behind. "Order, I want you to relax." Bam said turning in his embrace and cuddling up to Ville like a baby. "Okay, I'll order pizza." Ville said running his arms up and down Bam's back. "Okay." Bam moved out of Ville's embrace and started playing pool.