Kyle and Josh stood where they joined for a few more minutes after Dan had left. Neither one was very comfortable with being stuck together again, but it wasn't like before. They weren't happy to be stuck, but they weren't unhappy by it either. They seemed to just accept it as is. Kyle let a shiver pass across the right half of their body. They were still in their drenched clothing, and all though their clothes fused together, the water they were holding had not and was now dripping onto the floor. Josh looked to his Right at Kyle, "We need to change..."
"Ya..." Kyle said.
"But first... I think you need to wash off." Josh had strained his to look directly at Kyle, and saw the back of his head as well. The entire back half that was Kyle's was covered in mud, from when Josh pushed him over before. It was also in his hair, and had started to dry in clumps. Josh reached over and tried getting some of it off. "You're literally covered in mud."
"Ya, and who's fault is that?!" Josh was about to glare, and say something nasty, but he saw Kyle smirking, and Kyle had sounded like he was a joking.
"Yours!" Josh smirked too and through his arm in the air for dramatics, "If you hadn't pissed me off, I wouldn't have had to push you!" They both let out a little chuckle. "Now come on, let's get you cleaned up a bit."
Through a bit of cooperation, Josh and Kyle had made their way up the stairs and into the bathroom. Josh was leading them over to the bathtub, but Kyle pulled them to the stop. "Wow, um, no. I'm not having a shower like this. Not gonna happen!"
"Relax dumb-ass." Josh rolled his eyes and reached in behind part of the curtain. He grabbed some shampoo, and started leading them to the sink. "Now this is gonna be a pain in our ass and I'm really hoping it picks your side." Josh turned on the water with his hand, but Kyle turned down the temperature with his. Josh felt how warm it was, and turned it back up, "How are you suppose to wash in water that's not hot?"
Kyle turned it back down to where he had it, "When it's going on your head, you can get it as hot as you like, till then, shut up." Kyle leaned into the sink with Josh beside him. It would have been hard enough for kyle to fit his head alone, but with Josh it was worse. He had to strain his neck again, so Kyle could get his head wet. The water was running brown, and going all over Kyle's face. He kept his mouth wide open so he could breathe, and felt around with his arm "I can't see anything! Where's the shampoo?"
"For fuck sake... Hold on..." Josh reached above them and grabbed the bottle. He was a hard time opening it with one hand, but when he did, Josh squirted some right into Kyle's hair. Without waiting, Josh used his fingers, and started scrubbing Kyle's head.
"Hey! Watch it!" Kyle squirmed and tried to stand up, but Josh kept them bend over, and held Kyle's head in place.
"This is much faster. And if you'd stop moving!" Josh had worked the soap into such a big lather it was falling into the sink. He started to chuckle, then a full laugh. It was covering Kyle' face, so he couldn't open his eyes. Kyle had to hold onto the sink for support, because Josh had gone weak from laughing, and would have pulled them to the ground.
"Hey, piss off!" Kyle had started laughing too, and stuck his head under the running water. Josh tried to help by taking little hand fulls and running it down Kyle's neck, where there was mud that the water couldn't reach. he had to make sure to hold themselves still, because Kyle wanted to jerk his head up in reflex.
When they finished, Josh grabbed a towel, and helped dry Kyle's hair. They looked at each other with grins, and Kyle shook his head. "Ya, thanks, that's what I've always dreamed about. Having you wash my hair. They turned around so they could see their back in the mirror. The shirt, and pants on Kyle's half were very dark brown. "Well, looks like that needs a wash too." They slipped off their shirt, and let it hit the floor with a wet thud. Next was their pants, which clung to their legs the whole way down. They kicked them off and turned around. They stare at the reflection in the mirror. "And just when I was sort of getting used to seeing me and Kevin joined..."
The brother lined up pretty well, and were fairly symmetrical. The main thing was that Josh had more chest and tummy hair. His side had a bit more muscle than Kyle's, as well as a darker tan. Josh stared at their body, then remembered that they shared a lot more than just a torso, and felt his side quiver, "I like looking at my hotness too, but do you think we could put some clothes on?" kyle gave him a punch in the shoulder before they headed off up the hall. They rock, paper, scissored, with Josh winning. They went in his room and over to his dresser. The rain had soaked them right to the core, and so reluctantly, They pulled off their combined boxers. Kyle yelled at the sight, but Josh managed to calm him down enough to slip a dry pair of underwear on. Next came a blackish-blue pair of Josh's jeans, but he refused to have one of his shirts stretch out just to fit their heads, as did Kyle. And after a brief argument, over who's shirt should, they gave up and went without one.