Number Four: Drake & Josh

It was one thirty in the morning when Valentine's Day fell on a Saturday and the boy's

bedroom looked like it was hit by a hurricane. There were pizza boxes everywhere

along with soda and beer cans. Drake came home after a gig with a bunch of free

pizzas and beer who else better to share his good fortune with but his brother, Josh.

Audrey and Walter were away for the weekend in Los Angeles after they let

Megan stay with her e-pal Jessica in Denver.

They ate and drank, just enough booze to feel buzzed, but not enough to run to the toilet

in agony. The DVD of The Blues Brothers finished and the screen was blue. The

brightness woke Josh Nichols up as he noticed that they were almost spooning each

other. He wasn't sure if it was the beer or if the drink was giving him confidence. He

pushed the bangs out of Drake's eyes and wondered what it would be like to kiss him?

He looked so angelic when he was sleeping. Josh didn't analyze it, which might have

been one benefit of the booze. He just got in position and started kissing him. Josh

didn't know how or why but he tasted strawberries.

"W-ha-t?"

Drake drank more than his brother and Josh didn't want to scare him. He didn't want

Drake to ever be angry with him. He'd die without his brother.

"I wanted to kiss you."

And then the unexpected happened. Drake kissed Josh back.

"You are an excellent kisser." The sluts of Belleview were right.

"I-I k-now."

More kisses. Josh put his hand up his brother's t-shirt. It all felt so good. It never felt this

way with Mindy ever. And he was supposed to love her.

Drake's arms didn't move at all but Josh felt his presence. That would not be happening

if he didn't love him back.

Josh was afraid the Budweiser must have been wearing off. He took his hand out of

Drake's t-shirt.

"What's the secret to your great hair?"

"h-h-o-t oi-l and con-d—i—ti—on---er." Drake pulled him closer so they could keep on

kissing. It was like watching butter melt on fresh summertime corn on the cob.

"I love you. You're always there for me when it counts."

"I---l---ov---e---y---ou. Y---ou---m-m-m-a—kk—ee m—e l-l-augh."

Did that mean he knew who he was talking to? Who he was sharing forbidden kisses

with?

Then as quick as it was it was over when Drake passed out again. Josh got up so he

could give his brother some more pillows. That sofa could be lethalif you slept on it

long enough. He noticed he still had his boots on and Josh took them off for him and

stretched his legs out on the sofa before covering him with his brown blanket. He would

always take care of him.

It was sad in a way, Josh reflected as he went to his bed wondering if he should satisfy

himself while thinking of him to finish his desires? Drake was going to wake up with one

Hell of a hangover with his memories of this night forgotten. One thing was for certain

though, Josh Nichols thought as he decided to go downstairs and run around the living

room sofa a few times to get what he was thinking out of his mind for good, he would

never forget this night.

THE END