Date: Fri, 6 Apr 2007 15:05:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Carlton Harris <mrsmiley411@yahoo.com>
Subject: House Chpt. 5

House is the property of Bad Hat Harry productions. I do not claim to own
the show.  This story is a work of fiction. The people in this story are
not gay and don't take this story to represent their real lives. I'm not
making any profit from this story. If you aren't into gay sex or are not 18
or older, then don't read this (Or at least don't get caught).

House Chpt. 5

House woke up at around 8:30 a.m. to an empty bed and a raging erection.
He made his way to the bathroom to relieve his pressing issue and found
that his apartment has indeed been vacated. He jumped into the shower to
refresh himself after last night's events. After he dressed and grabbed a
bagel for the road he turned and looked at his home once again before
leaving.

He noisily pulled into the building's parking lot with his motorcycle at
9:15 and was greeted by a large crowd of news reporters and
cameramen. After successfully getting past the group, having to beat a few
knees with is cane, he strode into the front doors. He spotted Wilson,
Cuddy, and his three stooges gathered around in the waiting room.

"What the hell is going on?" He asked in an annoyed tone. The ever so
pretentious Cameron was the first to answer.

"A celebrity is here," she stated almost unable to control her
excitement. "it's Matthew Fox. He was injured on the set of making an
episode of Lost." she finished.

"He had a slight concussion, but he should be okay within a day or two."
added Foreman.

"Where is he?" asked the now anxious House.

"He's upstairs in the R-Wing." informed Cuddy. House delegated
responsibilities to everyone. He made his minions make up some story that
would calm down the publicity of the whole ordeal. He sent Cuddy to draw up
legal forms for the actor and dig up the information on what happened on
set. Lastly he asked Wilson to come with him to check the severity of the
situation.

As the team dispersed Wilson and House made a slow journey to the elevator,
neither saying a word. It was on the trip up that House was the first to
speak.

"I'm sorry." House stated, purposely avoiding Wilson eyes.

"For what?" asked the confused doctor. Last night had been one of the best
nights of his life and he was able to share it with the man he had fallen
in love with.

"Last night was amazing but it shouldn't have happened." House said still
unable to look Wilson in the eyes. He was angry with himself for letting it
happen knowing that no good would come out of it. He knew better than to
let himself look vulnerable but against his better judgment chose not to
think with his head that was between his ears.

"I don't understand, we both enjoyed ourselves so what's matter?" asked
Wilson.

"It's hard to explain but I can't let this happen to us. If this does
continue it is going to get complicated and someone's going to get hurt. I
don't want that for either of us." said House now finally looking into
Wilson's stunned eyes.

"What are you saying?" asked Wilson almost afraid of the answer he would
receive. He wouldbe able to cope with rejection from anyone else but not
House.

"I can't love you." House said in an almost inaudible whisper. At that
moment the elevator doors opened and a nurse walked in separating the two
doctor even more.  She pushed her floor's button and naively began
humming. The tension in the elevator was so overwhelming it was almost
tangible.

The nurse arrived at her floor and made her departure. This time is was
Wilson's turn to speak first.

"Why?" he asked no longer hurt but enraged. He had tried to give all his
love to this one man and now that his heart was being kicked to the ground
he was going to demand answers.

"I see how much pain you go through with your wife and I just couldn't live
with myself if I was me making you feel that way." He pleaded hearing the
anger in Wilson's voice. He honestly did not want to hurt Wilson so he
thought it best if they not try to attempt any sort of relationship.

"You're a coward," stated Wilson, "you push everyone else out of your life
and I can understand that but why me?" he finished.

"That's it. You matter the most and if I didn't have your friendship I
wouldn't have anything left. I can't. I'm sorry. Please don't ask me to do
something I'm not ready for." he responded.

"If you're not ready what was last night, some kind of test drive? Once I
met you I knew that there wasn't anybody else for me. I hid behind a
marriage I wasn't serious about and you sawhow that ended up. I thought
that if I mustered up the courage to explain how much I neededyou, somehow
you would understand. After yesterday I believed that I actually could have
youin that way but I was wrong. You keep sending me mixed signals. You say
you can't be with mebut it was you who made the first move." said Wilson
now holding back tears.

"There something I thought I was strong enough to do, something I've held
down for so long but I can't bring my emotions out on you. I have to do
this alone and I'd hope that you would empathize." House said with his eyes
on his cane. The elevator door opened to their floor and the two exited and
headed towards the room.

"I don't understand what you want from me. Do want me to leave you alone,
help you, or wait for you? Where do you we go from here?" asked Wilson as
he opened the door into the patient'sroom.

"Just give me time." House said flatly, "Do you need me to help you with
him?" he said pointing at the motionless Matthew Fox.

"No, I can manage." He said sitting in one of the chairs adjacent to the
bed. In a second House was gone.

Wilson sat in the chair with his face in his hands and for once in a long
time let himself cry. He thought about every emotion he had felt since he
met House up until now. Granted he still loved him he understood he would
have to wait for House to understand House. He had only been sitting there
for a few minutes contemplating the next step in his shitty boring life
until fate had to interrupt him.

"Are you okay?" asked the gorgeous star of Lost. He had been awake for only
a while and heard a small portion of the conversation.

"I'll be alright thanks." said Wilson finally able to grin against his
will.

"Alright, then am I okay," he said jokingly looking at the tubes sticking
out of his arm.

"Oh. I'm sorry." Wilson said as he stumbled to his feet grabbing the
information chart attached to the patient's bed. "I think you'll be back to
perfect in about a day. I'm just gonna check some rudimentary things." he
finished.

"Rudimentary. Nice word." Matthew complimented. He had noticed that Wilson
had clearly been hurt by the other doctor who entered the room, so felt
compelled to do something.

Wilson bent his upper body over the actor and checked the insides of his
eyes. He then stretched to the point where the two men's torsos were
touching so he could examine his ears. Even though Wilson wouldn't have
guessed, Matthew Fox was thoroughly enjoying the weight of the doctor on
him.

"You've passed the test so far. Now I just have to check your breathing."
stated Wilson.

"Should I remove my shirt?" asked the actor.

"No, that is not necessary," he said absentmindedly reaching for the
stethoscope, unaware that Mr. Fox had already removed his shirt. "Oh, well,
in that case." He finished noticing the man's perfectly shaped
chest. Surprised at the man's body he stood with his mouth slightly open
and stethoscope in his hand.

"Is everything okay Dr. Wilson," asked Matthew noting that Wilson was
intrigued by his body .

"Please call me James." Wilson said extending his free hand.

"Matthew." Replied the shirtless actor.

"Thanks but there aren't many people who don't know who you are." He
smiled.

"Well thanks. It is nice to know that I have a fan." He said flashing him
that signature grin.

"Can I do your backside first?" asked the happy again doctor.

"Excuse me?" said Matthew hoping the doctor meant what he thought he said.

"Your breathing. Can I start with your back." Said the doctor finally
understanding what had happened.

"Oh. Sure." said a somewhat disappointed Matthew. Wilson placed the
stethoscope on the man's back making him jump from the alien cold of the
device. Wilson continued with this and made his way to the front. He told
the willing patient when to inhale and exhale and Matthew followed never
letting his eye off Wilson's face. Wilson finished and explained to the man
that he would be better within a few days. But Matthew wasn't letting him
leave that easily.

"Can you feel this?" Matthew said grabbing Wilson's hand and placing it on
his heart.  Wilson could feel that the man's heart was beating faster than
usual but nothing dangerous probably from excitement.

"its just nerves it will calm soon enough." Wilson said trying to reassure
him.

"Wait." Matthew interject. He held Wilson's hand onto his body and slowly
began to drag thehand down his abdomen. Wilson was surprised that the man
was blatantly flirting with himbut wasn't the one to object. Matthew
continued to let Wilson's palm explore his chest andwent even lower. In
only a few seconds Wilson's hands would be all over the celebrity's
privates. Matthew began to groan and Wilson started to feel something hard
under the bed covers.

"Wilson." called Dr. Foreman from the door causing Wilson to violently pull
his hand away from Matthew's crotch. "We need you." he finished and exited.

"I have to go." Wilson said quickly trying to pull himself together.

"I'm going to see you again, right?" asked a worried Matthew Fox.

"Yes." said a sly Wilson as he walked out of the room giving the horny
actor a great view of his ass.

To Be Continued.
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