[Joey x Chandler] COMPILATION OF SHORT STORIES FROM AO3

The One with Barry And Mindy's Wedding

Joey came back to the apartment slightly upset. None of the guys would help him out and he wasn't brave enough to go out and find a man himself. Chandler had to be only a few minutes behind him, they left together but Joey lost him a block or two from the building.

About ten minutes later, the front door opened and Chandler stepped through while looking nervous. "Dude, where'd you go? We pretty much walked home together until I lost you." Joey looked up from his chair, the TV playing a rerun of Baywatch. Chandler didn't answer right away, mostly paced around the kitchen for a minute with his hand up.

"Okay, so I've decided that I'm gonna help you. But here's the deal, this is specifically to help you with your audition and nobody else knows about it. This stays between us!" Chandler finally met his friend's eyes. Joey could tell he was frazzled.

"Hey not a problem man, I get it. This stays between us and it's only for the audition." Joey stood from the chair and walked over to him. "Do you want to do this now or do you need a minute?" Chandler let out a breath and waved his hand again. "Okay, well do you want a beer?" Joey asked but didn't wait for an answer. After pulling two from the fridge, he handed one off and went back to his chair. "Let's watch Baywatch for a few minutes." All he wanted was for Chandler to stop panicking.

Chandler nodded and plopped down with his beer next to Joey. They sat in silence while the commercial played, tension building.

Chandler started fiddling with his shirt and finally Joey couldn't take it. "Alright, why do you want to help me out? It's not like you're obligated to man. I mean you're nervous as hell about it, you really don't have to if you don't want to." Joey was looking at the side of Chandler's face while Chandler was staring at his own fingers.

"You're my best friend Joe, I always want to help you. I don't know why I'm nervous, it's pretty much the same as kissing a woman-"

And that's where Joey had to stop him, "No, apparently it's not pretty much the same as kissing a woman. Otherwise we wouldn't be having this conversation right now. It's just a kiss though, you're right. It means nothing man." Chandler suddenly stood and put his beer down on the counter behind the chairs. He walked back over to Joey and pulled him up as well. "What are you doing?"

"The more we sit around talking about it, the more nervous I'm getting." He looked into Joey's for just a second and took another breath. Then he waved his hands around for a second, "Well come on, let's get this over with!" Joey grinned at him and put his hands on the sides of Chandler's face. Chandler, slowly and softly, put his hands on Joey's waist and met his eyes.

Joey's smile softened and he looked down and Chandler's lips then back into his eyes. Chandler gulped and closed his eyes. He leant down and Joey stretched up, meeting in the middle.

At first, neither really moved, it was just the rough feeling of lips pressed together. It really took a second for one of them to get it together. Joey took the first move and pressed a little harder into Chandler's body. Then his hands travelled to his friend's hair. Chandler opened his mouth a little and then pulled back. "What the fuck was that?" He squinted his eyes at Joey, who took a second to open his eyes.

"I don't know, that was pretty bad. Nerves I guess?" Chandler scoffed and closed his eyes.

"Okay so now that that is out of the way, we should probably figure out what feels good? I mean from a guy to guy stand point?" Joey nodded furiously though Chandler wasn't looking.

"Yeah." He didn't give Chandler another second to open his eyes again. Joey's head shot up to meet his friend's and they were kissing again. This time it wasn't as stagnant. Chandler had gotten the hint to actually use his mouth like he normally would and Joey followed suit. It started soft, but after a minute, Joey pulled on Chandler's hair tried to pick up the pace. Chandler's fingers pushed their way under Joey's shirt to get to his skin and he let out a tiny huff. Joey took this as a good sign and continued working his friend.