Title: Love That Summer Heat.
Disclaimer: Don't own them, yo.
Rating: T (Just to be safe.)
Author's note: Hey, guys. Wrote this in about 15 minutes after I finished my computer applications final exam. :
Just a little drabble commemorating the coming of summer. If you can think of ways to
make it better, please, don't hesitate to say so. I hope you like it.
Love That Summer Heat.
Josh swung open the back door, and froze in his spot.
Oh, dear Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.
He was there. Just lying there. Being all glisteny and whatnot. When just a second ago he was just Drake. Now he's Do-me-now, Drake.
Just sitting in that barely inflated kiddy pool; he looked like an ad for sex in the brand new swim briefs he just had to wear on the first day of summer.
His thighs; perfectly toned.
His abs; a freaking six pack of mocha colas must have been stuffed into his stomach because those can't possibly exist on the human plane.
I'll just stand here for a second and admire this amazing view. For just a second. Josh thought. And stand he did, until Drake said:
"Are you going to stand there like a stalker, or are you going to get in?" Drake used his index finger to pull down his sunglasses slightly, "And Josh, it's like, 600 degrees out here. Take off that shirt."
Josh glanced down at his mathletes T-shirt, considering it only for a moment.
"Uh, no. That'll just make me look more like a whale." He walked over and handed Drake his soda.
Drake rolled his eyes at Josh behind his sunglasses. "Seriously?" He took the soda, and drank a swig. "It's just us out here. Take it off," Josh gave him the best 'end of discussion' look he had, and Drake was completely unfazed, "For me?"
And then he did this thing. This thing that made Josh's body melt, but made a certain other extremity stand up almost painfully.
Drake gathered a handful of the water in the small pool, and poured it over his chest, rubbing it over his nipples. Those beautiful, beautiful nipples, and let his hand travel across those ridiculous abs of his, and they stopped just short of the area Josh really wanted him to touch. Josh almost moaned, but thought better of himself.
"Take your shirt off," Drake said seductively, playing with the waistband of his briefs, "and I'll take something off, too."
Let's just say that the shirt was left in the grass, and the pool was left unattended for the rest of the day.
-Fin
AN2: Review please!
