"HOLY!-" Kevin shouted loudly.
"SHHHH!" Joe clapped his hand over Kevin's mouth as he pulled him in to the hallway closet. "We'll get caught."
"What are you doing in here?" Kevin asked, whispering.
"I couldn't go any longer." Joe shrugged and pushed Kevin against the wall so that the older boy was nearly lost amidst the hanging coats, scarves, and umbrellas. Joe pushed one of their mother's coats away from Kevin's face and kissed him passionately. "You don't mind do you?"
"After that kiss? Are you kidding me?" Kevin smiled and grabbed Joe by the collar of his shirt, pulling him back in to the kiss. Joe pressed the palm of his right hand up against the wall just above Kevin's left shoulder. His right hand rested on Kevin's waist. Kevin had both of his arms around Joe's neck, his hands playing with Joe's hair. Joe deepened the kiss and pushed his body against Kevin's, using as little of the of the space in the closet as possible.
"JOE?" Their mom called from outside. The boys jumped apart.
"She's like…right outside!" Joe whispered fervently.
"Yeah…this is potentially awkward…" Kevin looked around nervously. "Here, you go out, and I'll just hide behind these coats." Kevin shrunk into the back of the closet, burying himself in a mess of winter wear and rain coats.
"Yeah?" Joe went out of the closet and faced his mother.
"What are you doing?" she asked, an eyebrow raised.
"Oh you know…just coming out of the closet," he said. She took it as a joke, and laughed. Joe sighed in relief and shut the door, leaving Kevin in the closet.
"What do you need?" Joe asked loudly so that Kevin would know that they were still outside.
"You need to take the garbage out," she said. Joe complained, and his voice got further and further before Kevin deemed it safe enough to come up. He shed the 13 million coats and gloves and walked out of the closet.
"You look like you got hit by a tornado," Nick said, walking past Kevin. "What the hell happened?"
"You don't want to know," Kevin shook his head and chuckled. "You do not want to know."
"Well now you have to tell me," Nick smiled. He had become close with Joe and Kevin again after taking the beating defending Joe. He still wasn't comfortable with their relationship, but they just toned it down in front of him; it all worked out.
"I had a little rendezvous with Joe in the closet, ok?" Kevin chuckled.
"You're right, I didn't want to know." Nick made a disgusted face. "I'll try to remember to believe you the next time you tell me I don't want to know."
"Yeah, that's probably a wise decision to say the least." Kevin put his arm around Nick in a brotherly fashion. Nick thought about pushing Kevin's arm away, but decided against it, that would just be mean. Kevin felt Nick's muscles contract when he put his arm around him. "You ok?" Kevin asked.
"Yeah…why?" Nick looked up at him.
"Oh, it's just like your afraid I'm going to put the moves on you or something." Kevin shrugged.
"Oh, no, no." Nick let out a nervous chuckle.
"I'm not attracted to you, you know that right? I'm not going to try anything with you." Kevin looked down at his younger brother, a slight frown on his face.
"No, I know…its weird, forgive me?" Nick bit his bottom lip.
"I forgive you." Kevin's frowned turned to a smile. "Don't worry though; neither of us are going to rape you." Kevin chuckled and Nick joined in, although there was a slight tension in his laugh.
"Thanks Nick-o, you're a good kid." Kevin smiled and ruffled his younger brother's curly hair.
"That's what they tell me!" Nick smiled smugly.
"Oh go screw your girlfriend," Kevin rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Miley and I don't screw," Nick said matter of fact-ly. "We have a loving and passionate relationship, and we're waiting to have sexual intercourse until we're much, much older."
"God Nick, you act like a 40 year old some times!" Kevin sighed.
"Miley says it's cute," Nick stated.
"Well lucky for you she likes the idea of an older man, and you happen to be just that…trapped in the body of a teenager that is."
"Harsh," Nick said, nodding. "But fair."
"What are you up to this evening?" Kevin asked.
"I have a date in a couple of hours, we're going ice skating and then I'm taking her out to dinner." Nick sighed.
"So what, you'll start getting ready in about three seconds?" Kevin raised his eyebrow at his brother, teasing him.
"Oh shut up, just because I like to look nice when I go out doesn't mean you get to make fun of me," Nick pointed out.
"Oh relax, I used to take forever getting ready for dates too, now get, you wanna look nice don't you?" Kevin pushed Nick forward.
"See ya later." Nick started heading up the stairs to take a shower and work on his curls to gain maximum poofage.
"Joe?" Kevin wandered around the house looking for his brother, and found him in the kitchen snacking on a package of corn chips.
"You get caught?" Joe asked, offering the bag of chips to Kevin. Kevin politely declined.
"Nope…well by Nick, but that's Nick, he already knows." Kevin shrugged. "We had a nice little talk; apparently he and Miley are in a nice, loving relationship based on love, not sex." Kevin laughed.
"Hey, what's wrong with a little bit of both?" Joe asked, moving closer to Kevin.
"Nothing, but watch it! Like EVERYBODY is home," Kevin inched away from Joe, who sighed reluctantly. "Hey, it's not my fault! I'm not being a prude, I'm being careful."
"Fine then," Joe said, setting the bag of corn chips down on the counter. "Let's go make out in your car." Joe looked suggestively at Kevin.
"We can't…that wouldn't be too much better then the kitchen."
"No you dumbass," Joe chuckled. "Let's get your car and park it somewhere where no one will find us and have a good, peaceful, make out session."
"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Kevin asked. "Just disappearing in the middle of the evening?"
"Just say we went for some milk, we can probably convince Nick to stage a request…" Joe grinned mischievously.
"You think we could pull that off?" Kevin asked. Joe winked at him and the boys headed upstairs.
"Oi, Nick-o!" Joe called, knocking on Nick's door.
"Yeah?" Nick answered it, wearing just a towel around his waist.
"We were wondering if you could uh…ask Kevin in front of mom and dad to go and get some milk."
"But we have plenty of milk..." Nick looked confused.
"Ok Nick," Kevin said. "I know you're not that oblivious. We'll take care of the excess of milk in the fridge, just ask her, ok?"
"Fine, fine, just let me get dressed, ok?" Nick gestured down at the towel, smiling slightly.
"Fair enough." Joe shrugged and turned away, walking to the kitchen with Kevin to dispose of the milk while Nick figured out what to wear. About 20 minutes later, they were in Kevin's car, driving around trying to find somewhere private. They ended up parking on a dark, empty, mid level floor on an indoor parking lot. Kevin put up the sun blinds that he kept in his car for particularly hot days and joined Joe in the back seat. Kevin eased his body on top of Joe's and began to kiss him passionately, his hand immediately sliding up his brother's shirt and running over the smooth skin on his stomach and chest. Joe wasted no time in sliding his right hand underneath Kevin's body and undoing his brother's belt buckle with one hand, not breaking the kiss the whole time.
"That was talented," Kevin said, taking a small break from kissing Joe to comment on the belt removal skills.
"I know," Joe shrugged. "Now shut up." With the hand that wasn't working its way in to Kevin's pants, Joe grabbed the back of Kevin's head and pulled him back in to the kiss, closing his eyes as he did so. Kevin let Joe unbutton and unzip his pants, sliding his hand beneath his waistband before flipping Joe on top of him. Joe smiled and straddled Kevin's waist, bending forward slightly so that Kevin could grab the bottom of his shirt and remove it. Once Joe's shirt had been successfully discarded to the trunk, he helped Kevin remove his. Joe then sat up straight, and Kevin reached up to undo the clasp and zipper on Joe's pants. Kevin grabbed Joe by his belt loops and pulled him down, so that their bare chests were pressed together, and put his lips dangerously close to Joe's, teasing him for a moment before letting them brush together. Joe deepened the kiss and put his hands on Kevin's shoulder, pushing him further in to the back seat of the car. Kevin's hands ran through Joe's hair, messing it up sufficiently as he ran his tongue over the inside of Joe's mouth.
"FUCK!" Kevin broke the kiss, startled. "You didn't turn your phone off?" He asked, looking at Joe, who had fallen on his bum below the back seat.
"Sorry…" Joe reached up to the front to answer the phone. "Yeah?...sure, we'll pick some up…yeah, soon…we took a wrong turn…yes it is possible to take a wrong turn driving 20 blocks to a store that we go to every other day…S.O.S came on the radio, we got distracted…love you too, bye."
"That was bad," Kevin said, laughing and rifling around in the trunk of the car for his and Joe's shirts. "You're lucky you're a convincing liar." Kevin tossed Joe his shirt and they both put them back on.
"I'm not sure whether to take that as a compliment or not…" Joe reached down and zipped up his pants.
"Hey, where's my belt?" Kevin asked, looking around, unable to find it anywhere. Joe, perplexed, looked around as well.
"Oh you're not gonna believe this," Joe said, chuckling. He pointed to the rear view mirror and Kevin spotted his belt dangling off of it.
"Damn, good throw." Kevin grinned and leaned forward to retrieve his belt.
"Well I guess the removal wasn't the only thing that was smooth." Joe grinned and stepped back in to the front passenger seat, pulling down the mirror in front of him and attempting to fix his hair as Kevin threw the sun blind in the back seat and took the wheel.
A/N Question for the readers: Do you want me to keep going with the questions or forget it entirely?