Date: Mon, 18 Nov 2002 01:57:19 -0800 (PST)
From: steve martin <shagmyass@yahoo.com>
Subject: Unexpected Gift: ashley and joe undress

Chapter 2 - Joe and Ashley Undress

This is a story about television characters in the soap
"Coronation Street", (copyright Granada TV), and is in no
way a reflection on the characters, production company,
actors playing these characters, or how people should
conduct themselves in real life (hanky panky without a
condom is just not good!!).  This is a work of the
writer's strange but true imagination, and should be
treated as such. If you like what you have read, please
let me know at shagmyass@yahoo.com, and tell me if you
want to hear more from this series.  This second story,
like the first, is a build up, so you have been warned,
there is no real action involved, but if you decide you
like where this storyline might lead, let me know, or
else I will just leave it and let it die a death!!
A note to our American readers, you probably will not
understand this story at all, as you don't receive the
programme featured on your screens, or if you do, it is
likely a little behind our own episodes.  Apologies for
this, but we readers from the United Kingdom often have
to put up with this problem in reverse, so just for once,
let us have the upper hand!!
I hope you all enjoy this, it is a little different from
other stories you have read, I hope, and is different
from stories I have submitted before (see "Adam seduces
Summer bay" series to see what I mean).
PS If the series goes ahead, it will be titled
"Coronation Meat" so you will know what to look out for!!

Joe woke up with a start.  He had just had a nightmare,
of driving a car into water, and being pulled out and
then to shore by Ashley, of Ashley bending over him,
asking was he alright.  Only when he woke up did he
realize that, although a dream, he remembered how he
ended up in the canal.  What he couldn't remember was
why??
Looking at the clock, he saw it was only 6.30 a.m.
Knowing he wouldn't sleep (in fact was scared to), he got
up, showered and dressed.
He passed the time until Ashley came home by having some
breakfast, washing the dishes and watching T.V.
Ashley arrived in at 9.30 a.m., throwing his jacket onto
a hook on the wall.
"'Iyer." He said to Joe, collapsing onto a chair.  "I am
shattered."
"Busy?" Joe asked, sitting down himself, turning off the
T.V.
"Flat out."  Ashley replied, smiling as he thought to
himself how the real meaning of that phrase applied to
him, lying next to his wife Maxine all night.
"Well, you go onto bed, and I'll be quiet out here, and
maybe I'll go for a walk later." Joe suggested.
Now, Ashley wasn't worried about Joe going for a walk,
they were on the other side of Manchester from
Weatherfield after all.  But he wanted to see Joe
undressed, and, even better, be in bed beside him.
"Aren' yer goin' ter join me?" Ashley asked,
disappointed.  "Yer usually do."
"Do I?" Joe asked, uncertain.  "I'm not sure, it feels a
bit awkward.."
"Look, don' worry."  Ashley reassured him.  "I know yer
nervous, but we won' do anything until you make first
move.  Now, do yer wanner join me, see how it goes?"
Joe sat there torn.  He was Ashley's lover, Ashley told
him himself two nights ago, and they had this flat
together.  But he didn't feel comfortable yet getting
into bed with him.  On the other hand, it was going to
have to happen sooner or later, and perhaps the sooner he
did it, the sooner the awkwardness would go.
"Okay."  He said finally, and getting up, he walked into
the bedroom.
Ashley couldn't believe his luck.  Here was Joe, possibly
the sexiest man Ashley knew, undressing to get into bed
with him!!  Ashley nearly broke his neck in his eagerness
to join Joe.  When he got to the bedroom, he just stood
and stared at Joe undressing in front of him.
"Shit."  He thought to himself. "I've got this man all to
myself."  Joe's body was athletically slim, but muscular,
with a perfect six-pack sitting above tight black
underwear.
Ashley came out of his trance, and quickly stripped down
to his white boxer briefs.  Now Ashley, though shorter
than Joe, was a lot more muscular, with two slabs of
muscle for pecs, and six bricks of pure hard flesh for a
stomach.
Joe turned round to face Ashley, and looked at him.
"He's fit." He thought to himself.  "I can see why I
liked, no, like him, nice personality, great body, what
more could you ask for?"
But still Joe felt there was something missing, some
spark that connected the two of them.  He pulled back the
covers and got into bed, pulling the covers over him up
to his neck.  Ashley got in the other side, and pulled
the covers up until they rested halfway up his chest.
Both lay on their backs, staring at the ceiling, clearly
nervous, for their own reasons.
"Well, sleep well."  Joe said, and, giving Ashley the
briefest kiss on the cheek, turned his back to him.
"Will do."  Ashley replied, turning in the opposite
direction.  His bum touched Joe's, but neither of them
pulled away.
Joe, at first tense, gradually relaxed, and having woken
up so early, actually dropped off to sleep.
When Ashley heard his breathing slow and eventually
become a steady rhythm, he slowly turned to face Joe's
back, and lay there, watching him sleep, hardly able to
believe he had pulled off this scam.
They were lying there a good hour when Joe started
moaning, and getting distressed.  Ashley realised he was
having a nightmare.  He let Joe go on for a moment, to
see if he would come out of it himself, but when he saw
there was no chance of that, he gently shook him by the
shoulder to wake him.
"Joe wake up."  He said.  "It's me, Joe, Ashley."
He repeated this a few times before Joe finally roused.
"What's going on?"  Joe asked.
"You were 'aving nightmare, that's what's goin' on."
Ashley replied.
"I was dreaming about the crash."  Joe said, rolling onto
his back, with Ashley now leaning slightly over him,
propped up on one elbow.  "It's scary, thinking what
nearly happened."
"You're tellin' me."  Ashley replied.  "I thought I'd
lost yer."
"If it weren't for you, I'd be dead now Ashley."  Joe
said simply, looking into Ashley's face.
"Don' talk like tha'."  Ashley scolded gently, putting a
finger lightly to Joe's lips.  "You're safe, that's main
thing."  And tenderly leaning over, he kissed Joe softly
on the lips.  It felt good to Ashley, those warm lips and
the brush of stubble against his own chin.  To Joe, a
stir of emotions erupted.  Gratitude towards Ashley, fear
of the unknown, but stronger than these was a feeling he
couldn't identify, all he knew was it felt good.  When
Ashley came up again, Joe just stared into his face, into
those eyes, brimming over with compassion.
"I am so lucky to have this man."  Joe thought to
himself.