Hercules watched with a heavy heart as Iolaus flirted with the woman behind the bar. It was getting harder and harder to watch his best friend chase after anything in skirts, especially since he had admitted to himself that he was in love with the golden-haired beauty. He knew that his feelings would never be returned, so watching the scene in front of him was doubly painful. Finally he could take it no longer, flung some coins on the counter, and strode out of the inn. Iolaus was surprised at the sudden departure and ran to follow.
"Herc....Where're you going?" Iolaus questioned.
"To find somewhere to sleep tonight. I'll see you in the morning." Hercules managed to grind out. He didn't realise just how open his face was, and that Iolaus could see the pain clearly branded in his eyes. He turned and strode away leaving a puzzled Iolaus behind. When he had disappeared from sight, Iolaus re-entered the inn.

The woman brought another ale to Iolaus and tried to continue the flirting, but was having no success.
"What's up love?" The waitress asked.
"Hercules was acting so strange... It just wasn't like him... He isn't acting normally!"
"I thought he was acting perfectly normal for someone who was jealous." the woman replied.
Iolaus looked up in shock.
"What? Hercules wouldn't be jealous!"
"Well, he definitely looked jealous."
"What would he be jealous of?"
"It's as plain as the nose on your face handsome... He is in love with you!"
She watched as the emotions flew across the beautiful golden face. Love, hope, fear and denial all made their way across.
"What makes you think he's in love with me?" Iolaus almost whispered.
"It was written clearly on his face... Not to mention the fact that if looks could kill, I'd be sprawled on the floor right now. He definitely did not like me paying attention to you."
She watched as hope slowly won out over fear. The love in his eyes was obvious. //Men! Why can they never see what's right in front of them?!// Iolaus' uncertainty was still evident though.
"I think you should go to him." she suggested softly.
"Yeah... I should." he replied even softer. Even so, Iolaus didn't move away from the bar.
"Go find him now... Before it's too late."
Finally Iolaus rose with a determined look upon his face. He strode out of the inn and headed off in the direction that Hercules had taken.

Hercules found a clearing near a stream and set up camp. After lighting a fire he lay back and thought about Iolaus. //He's probably in that woman's bed by now!// He fought back the wave of pain that engulfed him at that thought. Instead he started to imagine that his friend was here with him now. He could picture the bronzed skin gleaming in the moonlight and the blonde hair glowing as it surrounded the handsome face. The well defined body was taut with tension and his cock stood up with obvious need. Hercules groaned and felt himself harden at the sight. Suddenly the smaller man pounced, and hands and mouth were everywhere. Hercules moaned louder and thrashed his head about. Without any warning he felt a warm mouth close over his cock, and it pushed him over the edge. He came hard, yelling Iolaus' name, and then collapsed back onto the ground.

When he was finally able to think coherently again, he felt disappointment at the fact it was only a dream. //If it feels this good just imagining Iolaus, how much better would it feel if he was actually here!// He opened his eyes and then froze as he came face to face with his fantasy. He didn't know what Iolaus was doing here and he had no idea what to say. Fear ran riot through his body as he continued looking at his best friend. He was waiting for the disgust he knew was coming and he *knew* that he was going to lose him.

Iolaus could see the fear on Hercules' face and he wanted to reassure the big man. he loved Hercules so much, and watching him touching himself and then calling out his name while coming had been *the* most beautiful and erotic sight he had ever seen. The only thing that could top that would be to be the one touching Hercules, and that is exactly what he planned to do. Iolaus straddled the big man and deliberately pushed his erection against Hercules' groin, before leaning forward to capture Hercules' mouth.

Hercules was in shock. he was finding it hard to believe that not only had Iolaus stayed, but that he was kissing him. Not only that, but that he was also aroused! He could feel Iolaus' tongue probing his lips and parted them to give him better access. As their tongues met, all thought flew out of his head. All he could do was feel. He groaned and wrapped his arms around his friend to pull him closer. This act brought their bodies into full contact with each other, causing both men to groan. Hands started roaming as the kiss deepened. Clothes were slowly removed until both men were naked. Once Iolaus was freed of his clothing he covered Hercules' body with his own, and proceeded to explore the well muscled body in great detail. Hercules was close to the edge, but he didn't want to come without Iolaus. He hauled the smaller man back up so that he could kiss him again, and wrapped him firmly in his arms. Their hard cocks came into contact with each other, and both men groaned at the intense feelings that shot through them. They started thrusting against each other frantically as the feelings overwhelmed their senses. Neither would last much longer. A few strokes later they both tensed and came, mixing their warm juices together between sweaty, sated bodies while crying out the others' name.

When Hercules' brain started to function again, he needed to know what Iolaus was feeling. He stroked the smaller man's face until he stirred and proceeded to kiss him fully awake. Hercules pulled back and looked into his friend's endless blue eyes.
"I love you Iolaus."
"I know... I love you too Herc... Always have."
"How come you never said anything to me?"
"Because I didn't think you would ever want me the way I wanted you to. I was scared that I would lose my best friend."
"You would never have lost me Iolaus. Even if I didn't love you more than anything else, I would always be your friend."
Hercules kissed Iolaus gently to prove the sincerity of his words. The kiss slowly deepened as they told each other without words how much they loved each other.

They made love again, slowly and gently before falling into a deep, restful sleep. Morning found them curled around each other as if they were one. The smiles they wore bore testament to the fact that their two souls had become one and that this was forever!

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