{Authors note: Fuck you Drake Bell. Fuck you Josh Peck. Let's get started….}

Riiiiiing! Riiiiiing! The school bell rang, announcing the end of the day for the students of San Diego High School. Students, ranging from timid freshmen to anxious seniors, poured out of the doors and hurried home. Among these students were two boys, one named Drake and the other named Josh.

The boys were brothers. Technically, they were step-brothers. But they were so close, they didn't bother using that term. They were brothers, and their bond was pure fraternal love.

Unless you asked their sister Megan.

In Megan's words, "The only thing that keeps those two boobs from fucking is a bullshit marriage."

Potty mouth aside, Megan's words had some merit. The tension in the house was almost unbearable. Every day was the same: The boys would come home, talk to their parents and Megan, and go upstairs to their rooms for the rest of the night. It also didn't help that every week something wacky happened and ended with an often drawn-out hug.

Megan decided to test her hypothesis on this day. As usual, Drake and Josh came home together and entered their living room. Megan passed by them on her way to the kitchen, pretending not to notice them. She prepared herself a ham sandwich and eavesdropped on their conversation.

"Man, I'm telling you, Trevor told me that she was really hot. He set us up on a blind date, so I'm gonna meet her at the Premiere tonight." said Drake. He added, "Hey, you think you can get me a discount?"

Josh gave his brother a reassuring smile, "Of course. When do I not give you a discount?"

"That's true. Josh, you're the best!" The brothers hugged and Drake went up to their room. Josh let out a sigh, and turned the TV on. He grabbed a nearby bag of chips and started to munch mindlessly. Josh did his best to ignore the thoughts on his mind, especially the ones about Drake. It had only been a week since his girlfriend Mindy broke up with him, and Josh was still feeling the aftermath of the break-up.

Megan noticed that Josh was alone, and she heard the jangling sounds of Drake's guitar. She seized the opportunity given to her and went to the living room to join her brother. "What's up, boob?"

"Not much," said Josh, "How about you?" Megan sensed the uneasiness coming from Josh. 'Perfect' she thought.

"Let's cut the crap. I need you to…try something for me."

The boy rose up from his seat and yelled, "No! No! No! I'm not going to be a part of one of your evil schemes! They're evil! EVIL!"

The precocious child answered, "Don't worry, this will be mutually beneficial. I promise."

Josh looked hesitant, but reluctantly agreed, "Fine. What do you want me to do?"

"Simple," the little girl smiled in an evil way, "I want you to meet Drake at the Premiere tonight."

"That can't be all, can it?"

"Oh no, there's much more to it. Hold on, I'll be right back." She ran to her room and within seconds returned to the couch. In her hand was a garment bag. She pulled out a stunning black dress with a simplistic design, not too fancy and not overdone. And it was exactly Josh's size.

Megan looked at her step-brother, "You're gonna wear this when you meet him. Seduce him. Fuck his brains out. Got that?"

Her demands were not well received by Josh. He replied, "WHAT?! No, I won't do it. Drake's my brother. He's your brother! What the hell is wrong with you?"

"C'mon Josh," the girl's eyes stared directly into his eyes, "We both you know that this is what you've wanted for a long time. We both know that this is what you really fantasize about. We both know that your breakup with Mindy made you a little happier. She isn't tying you down anymore. In the back of your mind, you're planning, Josh. Planning to find any way for Drake to love you in a non-platonic way. I know you suppress these thoughts, but let's be honest. They are there."

This was too much for Josh. He planted himself back on the couch and buried his face into his hands. He said, "Megan, you are so wrong about that. I don't fantasize about Drake, or any guy for that matter. I'm completely straight."

"I don't believe that for a second. I can buy the part about you being straight. But the part about Drake? Nope, that's totally wrong. Face it, you want him really bad. If you do as I say, you can have him. I won't say anything about it."

"You know," Josh replied, "I guess you're right. I have those thoughts about him all the time. I've just been…afraid of them. Like they were wrong, or something. Technically, we're not related…"

"Exactly! Now, put this dress on."

Josh stopped his sister, "Wait, before we do this, why do you want me to do this. You've never cared about my feelings before."

She looked straight into his eyes and said, "Scientific research. That's all you need to know. Now get into the fucking dress!"

With only the slightest hesitation, Josh put the dress on. He didn't know if his brother would be stupid enough to succumb to the disguise, but he had to try. Josh needed Drake. Bad.

Later that night, around 6 o'clock, Drake left for the Premiere. Thirty minutes later, Josh got a call from Megan.

"Hey, I found that bitch. She's not gonna see Drake anytime soon."

The boy panicked, "Tell me you didn't kill her."

Josh heard a laugh over the phone, "No, but you shouldn't worry about her. This is your big night. Go get him."

They hung up their phones. Josh looked at himself in the mirror. For the first time in his life, he felt sexy. Like a beautiful cross-dresser should. He carefully applied the mascara, put on a little blush and made sure his fake breasts were perky, but not ridiculous. He taped his genitals to his left leg and made sure that he was prepared for the night's adventures.

"Well, here goes nothing."

To be continued…

Written by: Ink Spot

Edited by: SexySlendy

Special Thanks to SexySlendy for the idea. We hope you've enjoyed our beautiful prose and that you are looking forward to Fraternal Love: Part Two