There is a very distinct lack of Jake/Drew goodness on this site. Actually, there's a distinct lack of them EVERYWHERE! I'm changing that right now. ENJOY!
"Perfect. Just perfect. Can my day get any worse?" Drew cursed as he tried in futility to get his car to start.
His head fell back hard against his seat. He was exhausted from trudging back and forth through the thickening sheet of snow on the ground to check on his engine. For all he knew, he may have ended up making the situation worse. He wasn't as well versed in cars as he'd like others to believe.
He took in a shaky breath as the cold bit into him through his layers of clothing. He rubbed his arm to gain some warmth while glaring at the lack of bars on his cell phone.
"This is just fantastic, Drew." he said to himself, "You've survived being the target of a gang of maniacs, been a part of a legit fight club and survived the wrath of your mom on countless occasions.. only to freeze to death here because you were too much of a dipshit to get gas on the way back home."
As much as he wanted to blame this mishap on his concussion, he knew he would most likely have made the same mistake anyway.
"Be nice if I actually knew where I was."
Drew stepped out of his car and surveyed the area. All that seemed to surround him was trees, snow and nothingness. It was quickly approaching night time. It got dark at no later than 5 this time of the year and the thick cloud cover didn't help matters any.
A light in the distance caught Drew's attention around the third time his gaze went through. At first, he thought it had to be too far off to be of any help, but then he realized it was much closer.
"Wait.. why does that light look so familiar?"
He glanced around again and it started to become clear that this place wasn't as foreign to him as he thought. He was right by Jake Martin's cabin.
He hoped to god that someone was there and he wasn't just hallucinating or that someone forgot to turn the light off the last time they were there. At the very least, he'd have a warm place to stay for now.
He locked up his car and he began his trek through the woods. Everything looked so different when it was covered in snow compared to the way it was during their end-of-summer getaway last year.
After stumbling over rocks and patches of ice, he made it to the clearing where the cabin was located.
A tidal wave of relief swept over Drew as the first thing he noticed was Jake's bright red pick-up parked in the glow emanating from inside the house.
Shivering uncontrollably now, he made his way to the door and knocked. A few stray noises reached his ears, none of which were footsteps. He worried for a second that something strange was going on.
Before he had the chance to dwell on it, the door swung open.
"Drew? What are you doing here?" Jake asked, squinting down at him.
"Jake, thank god you're here! M-My car broke down on the, the road over there.." He waved his arm frantically in the direction where his car was stalled. It was impossible to hide how cold he was. His whole body was shaking and he could barely speak.
"Okay, okay. Just get inside, you're gonna freeze to death." Jake moved aside to let Drew in. "You must've been out there for a long time."
Jake couldn't invite him in fast enough. Drew stood near the entrance with his arms wrapped around himself for a few minutes to 'thaw' himself out before he slipped out of his shoes.
"Nah, n-not really. It's.. it's fine." Drew stammered.
He flinched when Jake clumsily rested the back of his hand against the side of his face.
"Dude, seriously, you're cold as fuck."
Drew was slightly weirded out by the sudden contact, but he'd be lying if he didn't enjoy the warmth of Jake's hand against his face.
"You sure you're alright?" Jake slowly rolled around in front of Drew on his skates. Drew raised his eyebrows upon noticing that Jake actually was in roller skates and that he was the size of a skyscraper in them.
Drew stared blankly up at him for a few seconds, briefly forgetting what he asked. "Uhh, yeah.. just cold.."
"Well sit down, man. Make yourself at home!" Jake gestured to the couch. Drew sat down, still clutching onto himself. Jake rolled over to the closet and returned with a puffy white blanket and tossed it over Drew.
"Thanks." Drew arched his brow, "So.. why are you wearing roller skates, exactly?"
Jake smirked, "Because roller skates are the shit!" He started giggling uncontrollably.
"Good to know!" Drew chuckled and wrapped the blanket around himself, desperately trying to rid himself of the perpetual chill in his body. He watched as Jake rolled into the kitchen and began preparing something out of sight.
He didn't care for the silence, but he was so focused on warming himself up, he couldn't think of much to talk about. After a few minutes, Jake returned with a cup of steaming hot cocoa.
"Jake, you didn't have to-"
"What, you think I'm gonna let you just sit here shivering all night?" Jake flashed him a warm smile and sat down right beside Drew, leaving almost no room between them.
"Thanks, man." Drew took a sip of the hot beverage. Its steaming contents instantly breaking through the cold that's taken over his body.
"Do you ever just.." Jake started, then paused for a second and laughed. His eyes staring straight ahead and half-lidded. "Ha. Never mind."
"No, what were you going to ask?" Drew looked at him curiously.
Jake continued to stare out into space for a minute, then turned to Drew. "What? Oh! Uhh.. I dunno. Do you ever just.. wish other people felt differently about things than they do? Like, you know.. so they could give you what you want or so you can be on the same page as them?"
Drew furrowed his brows at the random question, "Uhh, yeah, all the time, actually."
Jake laid his head back and breathed out a deep sigh. He was sitting so close to Drew, he could feel every movement Jake's body made through the blanket. Normally Drew would be uncomfortable with the lack of personal space he had, but a part of him didn't mind being so close to Jake.
"How did you get stranded way out here?"
Drew turned to see Jake's attention was fully focused on him now.
"Oh, umm.. I needed to get out for a while." Drew stared morosely into his emptying cup of cocoa. "Bianca and I ended things."
Jake sat up suddenly, "Oh man, Drew, I'm so sorry."
"It'll be okay. She just needs time to absorb the news."
"The news?" Jake scrunched his forehead.
"Yeah, that I didn't see things working out for us." Drew sipped more cocoa.
"Oh, well, if you need to talk about things, I'm here for you." Jake gave Drew a reassuring pat on the shoulder.
"Thanks." He responded quietly. "What about you, what are you doing out here by yourself?"
Jake snickered, "Actually, it's not too different from why you're here. I came here to blow off some steam. Katie's been driving me crazy lately."
Drew looked down, "I'm sorry, Jake."
Jake shrugged, "Eh, what are you gonna do?"
"Guess tonight's not our lucky night, huh?"
"Guess not, but it could be a lot worse, right?" Jake reclined back to his original position, lightly brushing his hand against Drew's.
"Shit, you still haven't warmed up yet?" Jake said, noting how cold Drew's touch felt. Before he could say anything, Jake's hands were clasped around Drew's.
"You don't have t-" Drew began to protest, but his resistance faltered once he felt how warm Jake's hands were. Instead, he fell back and allowed Jake to warm his hands up, not giving much thought to how unusual this all was.
"That feel better?" Jake's voice was low and quiet, almost like a whisper.
"Yeah.." Drew responded in much the same way. He would've loved to keep going along with this, but his curiosity was bugging the hell out of him.
"Jake, uhh, you seem different tonight. Are you feeling okay?"
"How do you mean?"
"Well, the skates for one thing. I mean, I had no idea you were such a skate enthusiast." Drew chuckled, "And, I dunno, you just seem ..chill."
Jake laughed, "Well, if you must know.." Jake released Drew's hand, but it still rested gently on it.
Jake reached under the seat of the couch and pulled out a good sized bag of marijuana.
"Weed?" Drew asked, almost incredulously.
Jake smiled wide, "Yup! Hope that's not a problem."
Drew eyed the bag curiously, "Actually, I was thinking I'd join the sky high club with you."
Jake's smile grew even wider, as if this was the moment he'd been waiting his whole life for. "I'll go get the pipe."
A thin veil of gray permeated the room within a few minutes.
Drew passed the pipe and the lighter to Jake, "I'm not feeling anything."
"Give it a few more minutes." He said as he grabbed the items from Drew's hand.
"Well, I am starting to feel a little more relaxed."
"There you go," Jake paused to toke up, "It's kicking in."
The two were sitting on the couch as they had before, but were now basically full-on leaning against each other. Drew found himself enjoying any physical contact he had with Jake more and more as the night went on. He took every opportunity to touch Jake as much as he could without him finding it suspicious. Although, with the way the night's been going, that wouldn't be happening anytime soon.
He felt himself get harder each time their hands grazed when they passed the pipe back and forth or whenever he felt Jake's body vibrate against him each time he spoke.
Suddenly he was more focused on Jake than how much he was smoking at a time.
"You know, Drew, I'm sorry about helping Katie get revenge on you."
"Huh?"
"Oh," he snickered, "That's right, you don't know about that. I helped Katie egg your house around the time we got together. Of course, that turned into her egging Bianca's car and fucking up the mirror."
Drew giggled, "Are you serious? That's hilarious!"
The two of them burst into an uncontrollable giggle fit.
"It- It was nothing against you, man, Katie's just insane." Jake explained, trying to catch his breath.
"No problem, dude. I think Bianca's the one you have to apologize to, if anyone. WHOA!"
Drew stood up suddenly, holding his head, "Whoa."
"You alright?" Jake asked, his expression flashing from joy to concern in an instant.
"I dunno, man. I feel kinda.. fucked up. My heart's pounding and I feel like I can't get enough air in me." Drew slowly backed against the wall.
Jake rose to his feet quickly, nearly toppling over after forgetting that he was still wearing his skates. "Okay, just stay calm. Keep breathing. You're gonna be fine. I think you just had a little too much too fast."
Jake rolled over to where Drew stood against the wall and placed his hands on his shoulders, caressing them gently and reassuringly. Drew's breathing was kind of ragged from anxiety.
"Y-You sure I'll be fine?" Drew asked worriedly, looking up at him.
"Positive. This happens to people sometimes, especially their first time getting high."
Drew scoffed, "Not my first time getting high."
"Well, shrooms are a bit different from weed." Jake smirked. His hand moving from caressing Drew's shoulder to lightly rubbing his back.
Drew bit his lip. He loved standing this close to Jake and feeling him rubbing up and down his back made it a million times better. The panic was still prevalent, though.
"It's all about keeping yourself distracted." Jake said quietly.
Drew couldn't resist anymore. He knew that nine times out of ten, Jake wouldn't reject him, given the situation and the way Jake has been acting all night. He stepped closer to the taller man and slid his arms around his waist tightly and rested his head against his shoulder.
Just as he thought, Jake didn't push him away. Instead, Jake's arms found their way around him too, with his hand reaching up to the back of Drew's head. Jake lightly ran his fingers through his dark hair.
"You're gonna be just fine." Jake said soothingly, "Just take it easy."
Jake could feel Drew's heart pounding against him and he honesly didn't want to let him go. He knew this was inappropriate and hoped to god that Drew wasn't uncomfortable with how forward he's been. He just wanted to hold him and protect him.
"Jake?" Drew's voice was muffled against him.
"Yeah, Drew?"
"Thanks for taking me in tonight. If it weren't for you, I'd probably be dead. No joke."
He let out a small chuckle, "No problem. Although you would've had one less panic attack tonight if it weren't for me."
Drew sighed deeply, "It's fine."
"Honestly, thank you, too." Jake said.
"What for?"
"For keeping me company."
Drew furrowed his brows, "Really? I figured you come here to be by yourself."
"I do. But sometimes I want to be with someone who gets me." Jake admits. Hearing that puts a smile on Drew's face.
After a moment, Jake breaks up the embrace and stares down at Drew.
"What's wrong?" Drew asks, wondering if he did something.
"Nothing at all." Jake gently lifts Drew's chin with his finger and dips down to softly plant his lips on Drew's. Drew stands up into the kiss as Jake straightens his stature.
Jake wraps his arms around Drew, pressing the other man's body against his own and nearly lifting him off his feet. He deepens the kiss by gently gliding his tongue into Drew's mouth and tasting his saliva.
Drew groans deeply into Jake's mouth. The action between them is sending shockwaves through his whole body and for the first time tonight, being cold was not an issue. What Jake was doing to him was actually making him sweat.
Jake notices Drew's ever hardening length bumping against his leg. He grins sheepishly, "Well, at least I know you're not uncomfortable."
"Huh?" Drew looks down and blushes when he sees that his throbbing boner has been inadvertantly grinding against Jake's leg. "Sorry."
"Why should you be? I think we're far past the point where we should be apologizing for bodily contact."
Jake was holding Drew close and staring straight into his eyes with an expression that was half humor and half seriousness. He loved the feeling of Jake's hot breath on his face.
"I really, really like this." Drew admitted, holding Jake's gaze.
"Me too." Jake tenderly traced his fingers up the side of Drew's face and through his hair, "So, is it safe to assume you're feeling better?"
Drew nodded, "Definitely."
"Good, now we have another problem to solve." Jake raised his eyebrows, a sly grin creeping on his face.
"What's that?"
Jake reached down and slid his hand into Drew's jeans, eliciting a very surprised response from Drew as his hand firmly grasped his rock hard cock.
"This one." Jake stated before he began rubbing the hard on.
"Oh god.." Drew moaned as he derived erotic pleasure from the sudden contact instantly. Jake's hands felt amazing around his length.
He's done stuff with girls plenty of times, but this was a whole new world unexplored to him. He's never felt sexual contact from a man before. Never someone who was taller than him and with such a masculine build. He wasn't used to feeling such large hands that were rough and strong holding his hands or touching areas under his clothes. Certainly never someone with such a deep, soothing voice, who has enough strength to lift him off his feet.
He never thought something like that would ever happen. But now it felt like it was more right than anything else.
A sexy smile spread across Jake's face as he watched Drew writhe in his grasp. "You like that, huh?"
It drove Drew crazy.
"Unhh. God, you're so fucking sexy.." He almost slapped his hand across his own mouth. Even if Jake was currently masturbating him and he even mentioned they were past the point of awkwardness, he still felt a little odd about it, since neither of them have said such things to the other yet.
"You're pretty fucking hot yourself." Jake replied. His grasp tightened and his pace quickened, prompting Drew to buck quicker and harder into Jake's hand.
Drew looked down. "Wait a second."
Jake stopped, "What is it?"
"Looks like you're about to put a hole through your pants, dude." He reached down and tugged at Jake's boner, which was now pitching a large tent in his jeans.
Jake grinned, "I have an idea."
Drew already liked where this was headed.
Drew leaned back against a small support pillar, his arms were firmly wrapped around Jake while Jake's were enclosed around him and the pillar to make sure neither of them would fall. Both guys feverishly unbuckled the other's belt and unbuttoned the other's pants as if they were presents on Christmas day. Eventually they stood in front of each other with their pants down to their knees, admiring the other's endowment.
Still in his skates, Jake rolled against Drew while he, in turn, pressed himself against the taller man as he collided into him. Their erections grinded against each other in full frontal friction. The two of them were far too busy groaning and panting to really say much other than utterances of each other's names or the occasional "Oh fuck!" and "GOD!"
Drew gasped and groaned each time Jake pinned him against the pillar. Sometimes Jake's thrusts were a little too strong, but that simply added to the eroticism for Drew. He loved the feeling of Jake slamming into him and being right up against him while he towered over him.
Drew could feel the heat and electricity rising in a hurry, but he wanted to milk this situation as long as he could. However, he couldn't hold it anymore. The release had been wanting out pretty much from the moment Drew saw Jake tonight.
"Jake, oh my god. Fucking ..CHRIST! I'm gonna lose it..!" Drew arched his back against Jake as he slid back and forth on him. Drew's dick burst cum all over the two of them and landed all around them. Each further grind from Jake intensifying the faltering waves of the intense orgasm.
Jake grunted as he stifled the oncoming burst of sexual pleasure from witnessing Drew ejaculate on him. The heat of the white fluid on his skin sent shockwaves down into him and he knew that he was about to blow.
He pushed harder against Drew, breathing heavily,"Almost there! Almost.. there!" Finally Jake's cock erupted a massive quantity of semen all over them and the surrounding area.
They both stood there for a while, panting and catching their breath, drenched in cum with sweat dripping off of them. They then fell into each other, holding one another up as they were both ready to collapse from exhaustion.
"That.. That was fucking.. brilliant." Drew uttered against Jake's chest, in between attempts to draw in a breath.
Jake chuckled, "That was hot as fuck. I've never.. ever.. felt anything like that."
Slowly, they pulled their pants up and headed for the couch, still clutching onto each other for dear life. They dropped down heavily onto the forgiving cushions,with Drew safely within Jake's grasp.
Soon their breathing slowed down and returned to normal.
"Jake?"
"Yeah?"
"This isn't gonna be one of those situations where we pretend this never happened the next day, right?"
Jake laughed, "Are you kidding? This was the most fun I've ever had. I'd be a fucking moron to not want to do it again."
"Good, I feel the same way." Drew turned around and rested his head against Jake's chest.
"So, I guess it's almost time for you to drive me home?"
"Nah," Jake slid his arms around Drew.
"I was thinking it'd be a better idea if you spent the night."
As of right now, I have no idea if this will be a continuing story or if I'm just going to leave it as is. I guess we'll see!