Sheldon couldn’t help it: he began to weep at the beauty of the card’s message. He then opened the long, thin box and took out Andres gift.

“A feather!” he said.

Indeed, it was. A long, beautiful feather. Sheldon threw his arms around Andres and began kissing him anew, telling him how much he loved the gift.

"Don't you want to try out your present?" Andres asked.

"Oh Andres, is it all right if I do?"

"Of course it is, silly. I told you that my nose is yours, to tickle whenever you please. Merry Christmas, babe."

Sheldon took the feather and slowly began tickling under Andres’ perfect nose. It only took a few strokes around the nostrils, and Andres suddenly got the look. Andres started to breath heavily, and he could tell that this was going to be a monstrous sneeze.

He started to pant: "Haa… HAAAAA… HAAAAAAAAAA…"

Just then, Sheldon put his finger under Andres’ trembling nose.

"I want to try something, Andres," he said to his panting lover.

As a surprised Andres watched, Sheldon took the feather and began tickling his own nose with it. Very soon, Sheldon began panting too, as an insidious tickle grew in his own nose. Then, he removed his finger from under Andres’ nose, allowing his Latin lover’s sneeze to once again proceed.

Andres was taken aback by this action, and yet he found it highly erotic. What was his lover playing at? He watched as Sheldon's nose rapidly reddened with the swiftly approaching sneeze. Sheldon was panting,

"HAAAAA… HAAAAAAAAAAA… HAAAAAAAAAA…"

Andres had never known anything like this before. He and Sheldon were going to sneeze together! He desperately wanted to kiss Sheldon, but his own lips were contorted downwards by his monstrously tickling nose.

"HAAAAAA… HAAAAAAAAAAAA… HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA…" Andres panted.

Unable to kiss his lover because of the overwhelming urge to sneeze, Andres decided that he would do the next best thing and rub his nose against Sheldon's. They began rubbing noses, each desperately trying to hold off their sneeze as long as possible. The sensation was incredible!

"I'm rubbing my tickling nose against Sheldon's tickling nose. My lover and I are feeling the same thing in our noses at the exact same moment. This is too erotic!” Andres thought.

And then a few seconds later, the urge to sneeze crystallised and could no longer be denied.

"Shell... I--I--I CAN'T *snif* hold back my snee- sneee- SNEEZE ANY MORE!" Andres cried.

"Me neither!” Sheldon gasped, so loudly as to be almost screaming. “HAAAA… HAAAAAA… HAAAAAAAA…"

"HAAAACCHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

HAAAAAEEEEEEESSSSSSSHHHHHHOOOOO!"

Both Sheldon and Andres sneezed simultaneously.

“HAAAAAAASSSHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

“WAAAAAAACCCHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Again our lovers sneezed simultaneously.

Andres couldn't take the excitement of both he and Sheldon sneezing together, and he burst forth with a massive orgasm, shooting his love juices all over Sheldon's stomach. Sheldon soon followed suit, showering Andres with his warm lotion.

And then, Andres and Sheldon fell back down on their bed exhausted.

"*Sniff* I didn't get you a gift, Andres," Sheldon said in a near whimper, so fatigued was he from their antics, as he ran his fingers through Andres' jet black hair.

"Gift?" Andres asked, incredulous. "What are you talking about, Shell? Today, you've given me a show of intimacy and love I had never even thought possible. You and I sneezed together! For a moment there, you and I were one! Sharing one tickle in our noses! Sneezing the same sneeze! It was incredible! Merry Christmas babe. If you only knew how much I actually loved you.”

 With that, Andres’ gorgeous nose once again reddened and he sneezed one last, monstrous, "AHHHHHHHHHHHTSHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" right onto Sheldon's chest.