Up in the Tendo's guest room, two figures slept on mats adorned by the rays of morning, streaming in through a window.  One of these was Ranma, but the other was not Ryouga.  After last night's encounter, P-chan had reluctantly returned to Akane's sleeping arms, and Ranma had returned to the mat next to his father's.

Twitching restlessly in his sleep, Ranma finally awoke with a start, having dreamed about him and Ryouga having some kind of affair.  He shook himself and then suddenly froze.  It hadn't been a dream... it really did happen.

Oh my god.

Ranma sat bolt upright, the implications of what had occured becoming very clear.  A million emotions ran through his head... most of them related to fear and paranoia.  He and Ryouga would never be able to face each other... or would they?  Maybe this is what he wanted?  He groaned lightly and put his face in his hands, sweat rolling down his bare back and chest.  For a few moments he stayed like that.  Confusion, guilt, and desire filled his heart and he didn't know what to do.  Finally, spurred in part by the fact that his erection was painfully hard and insistent, he came to the conclusion that he would have to talk to Ryouga... in private.  As soon as possible.

He stood up and made his way to the bathroom, carefully checking to see that Ryouga wasn't there before he walked in.  Hurriedly he washed and changed, and then realized his erection hadn't faded.  His face flushed with sexual desire, and making sure that no one was coming down the hall, he whipped his shorts down and began to urgently pump his shaft.  With all the images of last night's unbelievably erotic encounter still burning thru his mind, it took him no more than a few seconds to cum, most of which he caught in a waiting tissue, but the sheer volume forced him to wipe up a lot from the mirror, counter, and floor.  He stood with his hot sticky member in his hands for a few minutes, trying to regain composure.  Then he opened his eyes and stared at what looked like a half liter of cum covering everything.  "My god..." he thought to himself.  He grabbed a handful of tissue and tried to make the place as clean as he could, hoping no one would walk in.  Finally, after getting it as clean as possible, he felt ready to head downstairs for breakfast.

Once arriving, he was only slightly relieved to see P-chan instead of Ryouga by Akane's side.  Now was definitely not the time for words between the two. Throughout breakfast, P-chan was giving Ranma unreadable looks.  It wasn't the usual animosity, but it wasn't quite friendly either.  Ryouga was probably going through the same thing he was, Ranma thought.  It was a dubious comfort.

After an uncommonly quiet breakfast, Akane and Ranma walked to school, talking little.  This was not uncommon but it made Ranma even more nervous, considering she was holding P-chan, and undoubtedly noticed something was amiss.  He strolled along the top of the fence, his arms arched behind his head and his eyes avoiding the two below.

"Ranma, I don't want to catch you tormenting P-chan today," Akane warned in her usual icy tone.  "I honestly don't know why you have to be so cruel to him."  But instead of giving Akane the usual whining, he simply shrugged his compliance, which puzzled Akane.  Something was definitely fishy, she knew, but she really had no idea what.

***

Gym class.  Outdoor track exercise.  Finally, Ranma thought.  This was the time.  And there was Akane, holding P-chan.  Wearing short shorts and a sleeveless shirt, Ranma was usually rather cocky about his impressive physique, but today he was simply nervous... he didn't know what he was going to say to Ryouga, but he knew he had to say something soon.  The anxiety was eating away at his every thought.

Armed only with a kettle of hot water, Ranma raced up to an unsuspecting Akane, grabbed a very startled P-chan, and sprinted away, barely avoiding a hailstorm of boulders coming from an apopleptic and shrieking Akane behind him.  In no time he had lost her, though, and after looping his way through campus, he snuck up to the old tool shed at the edge of a small patch of woods, with P-chan squealing his protests as best he could while stuffed into Ranma's shirt.  Once inside, Ranma locked and barricaded the door, and then grabbed P-chan and soaked him with hot water.

Ryouga fell in a heap at Ranma's feet.  Ranma didn't move; he only watched Ryouga as he stood up, completely naked, and stared right into Ranma's eyes with a look of fury and confusion.  This was the moment of truth. Neither said anything for a few painful moments.

Finally, Ryouga spoke.  "I trust there's a reason for this."

Ranma crossed his arms across his chest and sighed his frustrations.  "Oh come on, Ryouga... you think this is easy for me?"

"I don't know," he said in an offensive tone.  "For a pervert like you, it probably is."  He copied Ranma's arm-folding and looked away, seemingly oblivious to the fact that he was in the buff.

"Come ON, Ryouga!  Don't force this on me..." Ranma complained, turning away from him.  "We both know what happened last night, and we have to come to terms with it."

Ryouga looked at the floor and said nothing, still wearing an angry expression.  But this faded slightly when he realized that Ranma was right. After a long pause, he finally said, "okay... and what do you suggest?"

Ranma shrugged helplessly.  "I don't know, Ryouga.  I hoped that maybe confronting it would help... maybe I was wrong.  But we can't go on pretending it never happened."

"And why not...?" Ryouga said, wincing a bit at how heartless he sounded. His voice had faltered slightly... he was extremely confused and frustrated, but didn't want to appear so helpless in front of Ranma.

"What if it happens again, Ryouga?" Ranma almost shouted, turning back. "This wasn't just a freak accident, you know!  For god's sake, do you really expect me to believe that you.... that you didn't want to do that?"

Ryouga was near tears now... tears of frustration and pain.  He tried as best as he could to swallow them, but opted only to shrug and continue looking straight at the floor with his arms tightly crossed, to hide his pitiful expression.

Ranma faced him directly... slightly taken aback by him.  Even in such a sad state, he found him utterly irresistible.  He paused a moment, and finally said, "Ryouga... you said you loved me."

A sob escaped Ryouga's lungs, and a tear ran down his face.  Ranma's already fragile heart broke.  He stood there for a while, now fighting back his own tears.  He bit his lower lip and stared up at the ceiling as Ryouga's form shook slightly and sobbed occasionally.  He found himself wishing that the roof would collapse and kill them both.

"I do," Ryouga finally said.  Ranma quickly looked back at him, though his general appearance hadn't changed.  After another pause, Ryouga looked up at him, his eyes red.  He sniffed and looked straight at Ranma, finally dropping his defenses.  "I've known it for a long time... when we were kids, and you would steal the bread from my hands, I always wondered why I felt so happy to give it up to you.  It made me so angry.  I wondered what was wrong with me for so long..."

Ranma remained totally motionless, not daring to interrupt.  He felt as if he would melt into the floor.

"I hated you... no-- I hated MYSELF for it.  I dreamed about you all the time.  Finally I realized what was wrong, why you came to mind all the time and why it made me feel so good... I was terrified.  I tried my best to let it go, to move on, but it just got worse and worse.  So I challenged you.  I wanted to destroy you for doing this to me."

"But you never showed up..."

Ryouga sniffled.  "I know... I told you I got lost.  I... I actually was hiding out in a tree nearby, watching you, trying to bring myself to go down and face you, but... I couldn't.  I was so afraid that I might somehow say something to give myself away, and you'd use it to torture me the rest of my life."

Ranma gulped.  He felt so awful about it... if only he'd known.  "Ryouga... no... I wouldn't have... I-- I felt the same thing, actually."

Ryouga's eyes widened as Ranma continued with his head lowered.  "I don't think I really knew it then though.  I felt it, but I was spending so much time with Akane, I guess I thought it was just her.  But when you came back, it was like I got hit by a truck.  That night... I.. um... when I jerked off, I came so hard I was sore for two days.  I just pictured your face and I dropped my load in ten seconds."  Ranma's face was beet red and his voice had trailed off to almost a whisper.

He lifted his head and noticed Ryouga was facing the wall across from him. "Heh... I did the same thing," Ryouga said with a slight crack in his voice.

Ranma continued.  "I don't know if you remember that night you stayed in my room last year..."

"Mm hmm..."

"I almost told you that night," Ranma said, blushing and grinning.  "I was so totally horny, and you were sleeping right next to me, I jerked off five times that night, right next to you."

Ryouga stared in amazement.  "Really?" he said horsely, gulping.  "I did it in the bathroom three times... but jeez... if I'd have known..."

Ranma just stared at him.  "You did?  Oh God..."  He looked at the floor, still staring.  "Oh my god... those lost opportunities..."

Not saying anything, Ryouga awkwardly turned around, revealing an enormous erection, the head glistening with precum.  He slowly walked over to Ranma, and stood in front of him, with a puppy-dog look on his face that made Ranma feel like his whole body would turn to puddy.  Not knowing what else to do, he hesitantly brought his hands up to Ryouga's waist and gently pulled himself to him, resting his cheek against his.  Finally, Ranma pulled away and whispered, "I love you too, Ryouga..."  Ryouga smiled slightly, and a tear slid down his cheek.

Ranma then wrapped his arms around Ryouga's back and put his head down on his shoulder.  Ryouga finally followed suit, bringing his arms around and then suddenly crushing himself against Ranma.  The two stood embraced for a while, and then finally pulled back to look each other in the eyes.  Then they kissed each other, lightly at first, and then deeply.  For each second they spent locked in that kiss, a ton of weights fell from their shoulders.

Ranma pulled his shirt over his head and let Ryouga run his hands up and down his chest.  Ranma in turn ran his hands slowly through Ryouga's fine black hair, kissing his forehead lightly.  Both boys' cocks were totally engorged by now, and Ranma's head felt light and yet very clear.  He was holding Ryouga in his male form... it felt so natural to be holding another man.  He thought his bisexuality was a side-effect of his feminine side, but it was too right to be such.  Ryouga similarly could not get over what he was doing.  He loved Ranma, he loved Ranma as a man, and he wanted to give that man all the pleasures he could.  His head was spinning again... would he ever get used to this?

Ranma then tugged his shorts down and kicked them off, letting his turgid dick stand freely.  He crushed it up against Ryouga's, and then rubbed the two together... both looked down and noticed that Ryouga's cock had a slight advantage of length.

Ryouga beamed.  Ranma simply cocked an eyebrow and silenced Ryouga's pride with a four-alarm kiss, ravaging his mouth with his tongue.  Ryouga readily returned the kiss, and the two began to grind their throbbing cocks together in an erotic rhythm.

"God... I want you so bad..." Ranma heard someone say in between kisses, not knowing if it was himself or Ryouga.  He ran one hand through Ryouga's shining mane of black hair and let the other one explore at will.  He'd never felt anything as safe and whole as being held and kissed by this amazing, gorgeous boy he loved with all his heart.

Without warning, Ryouga brought his mouth away from Ranma.  "I want to... I want to taste it..." he said breathlessly.  Ranma closed his eyes and swayed a little at the pleasure of just the idea.

Ryouga dropped to his knees and after staring at Ranma's generous cock, he hugged it to his face, licking the shaft lightly, tasting the slightly salty skin.  Ranma moaned softly as Ryouga then brought the head to his lips and began to dabble his tongue in the fluid that had collected around the head. He was slightly taken aback by the sheer pleasure the flavor gave him.  He felt he couldn't resist getting as much of that taste as he could.  He then started to twirl his tongue around the lightly purple head, eliciting some gurgled gutteral moans from above.  After a bit of teasing, Ryouga slid the shaft into his mouth to the point where it banged against the back of his throat... and impressively, he didn't gag.  Ranma was continually amazed at Ryouga's sexual prowess, though that thought disappeared quickly as Ryouga's lips slid back and forth across the throbbing spear.  Ryouga savored the sticky taste of precum as it coated his palette, and endulged deeply in the musky scents coming from the base of Ranma's cock.  He felt like he could do this the rest of his life.

"Ryouga... I'm... ungh... I'm (gasp)... oh god," Ranma groaned.  Ryouga continued unabated as Ranma tensed up and started to pump his pent-up load deep into his friend's waiting maw.  He could barely keep from collapsing as the orgasm shot through every corner of his sweating, muscled body.  And as the final few shots oozed down Ryouga's chin, Ranma fell back against the wall and panted.  Ryouga simply watched him with the first genuine smile he'd ever really seen on Ryouga's face... it made him even more attractive. Ranma couldn't help but fall in love all over again with him, and he breathlessly said, "Ryouga... I love you, Ryouga."  The words sounded so awkward to him but couldn't better convey the glowing warmth inside him.

Ryouga moved over to where Ranma sat, set down next to him, and let his head fall down on Ranma's shoulder.  Ranma laid his head against Ryouga's and sat there motionless for a while.... until Ranma realized something needed urgent attention.  Looking down between Ryouga's scrunched-up legs, Ranma noticed that his friend's own cock had not yet been satisfied.

Pushing Ryouga down on the floor, Ranma lay next to him and began stroking the impatient member heavily, his face buried in Ryouga's neck.  Ryouga's fat cock, already sopping with precum, began pulsing more of the thin liquid out onto Ranma's hand... and not a minute after Ranma began stroking the shaft, Ryouga tensed up and came violently, the first shot hitting his chin, and then subsequent shots trailing downward.  Ryouga began to chant softly but hoarsely "I love you" as the hand stroked his meat.  Ranma didn't stop after Ryouga was spent, though... he was still hard... and not 3 minutes later, Ryouga tensed up again, and with a loud groan, a second, more thin load splattered onto Ranma's hand... and Ranma continued... and then finally, only a few minutes after that, another, almost non-existant load oozed out while Ryouga groaned and gasped for all he was worth.

Ranma was indeed impressed but felt way too good to think about it.  Ryouga continued to gasp roughly for awhile as they held each other.  They knew they didn't have that much time left. It was almost time to return to class, and they had to be there to quell any possible suspicions.  As they sat up, Ranma was the first to speak.

"Ryouga... we have to keep this a secret," he said gravely.  "We cannot let Akane or anyone know."  Ryouga nodded solemnly.  "On the other hand, I don't think I could stop doing this... nor do I want to... and I hope that you feel the same."

Ryouga nodded again.  "I couldn't stop," he said.  "I love you."

They kissed briefly and then stood up.  And as Ranma dressed, Ryouga grabbed a hose and while grinning evilly, said, "now, time to face the music... Ranma!"  And as the water flowed, Ryouga departed to let Ranma face Akane's wrath alone.  Sighing, Ranma scooped up P-chan and after unlocking the door, led them back out into everyone else's world.