"Josh?" Chris yelled, running through the house.

JC came out of the kitchen, spoon in mouth. "What?"

Chris threw a pink FuMan shirt and a pair of light blue FuMan sweats at JC. JC barely had time to catch them. "Try these on for me."

JC looked down at the clothes. "Chris, these are girls clothes."

Chris sat down. "I know, but you have a nice body and I need someone to model for me."

JC held up the shirt, looking at it with a sigh. "Fine. I'll be right back." JC went down the hall and to the bedroom. He pulled his pants off and slipped into the sweats. He smiled and felt them. 'Hmm, I might have to keep these,' he thought. He yanked off his shirt, and pulled the pink one on. He pulled the sweats down to his hips and walked out of the bedroom.

"You don..whoa." JC smiled shyly as Chris whistled "I knew you had a body, but damn."

JC blushed. JC looked down at the sweatpants hanging low on his hips and the pink shirt that barely reached his belly button. Chris walked over, and placed his hand on JC's rib. He slowly caressed JC side till he reached his hip. He brought his other hand, slowly ran his hand up JC's neck and the side of his face. He leaned in and licked JC's lips.

JC gasped. "Chris.."

Chris placed his lips fully over JC's. JC closed his eyes, wrapping a hand in Chris' hair.

"Wanna take this in the other room?" JC whispered against Chris' lips. Chris picked up JC and carried him into the bedroom.

***

JC laid on top of Chris, head on Chris' chest.

"That was the *best* sex I've ever had."

JC nodded in agreement, "How come we didn't get together before this?"

Chris shrugged, playing with JC's hair. "I'm not too sure."

JC moaned, lifting his head to kiss Chris' chin. "I don't care. I'm with you now."