Loving the positive feedback and loving the couple too much to not continue this story, so here you go. Hope you enjoy it!
The next day was a painfully awkward endeavor, much to Jake's horror. Instead of waking up in each other's arms and sharing their first 'good morning' kiss, Jake woke up on the couch alone, which instantly soured his mood.
That's not to say that he's clingy and that he expected Drew to remain in his arms until he woke up, but he had a feeling this entailed what he had been so afraid of.
As expected, Drew was acting distant, as if he'd never seen Jake before in his life, much less got off with him the night before.
Jake mirrored the distant demeanor for a completely different reason. The ride home was almost completely in silence. Drew stared out the window. Jake caught a glimpse of his reflection. Drew had this mournful look on his face like he'd just made the biggest mistake of his life. Seeing that made Jake feel sick to his stomach.
"Here you go." Jake announced as they arrived at Fiona's apartment. It felt like it took an absurd amount of energy and nerve to bring himself to speak at all, but he didn't want to make this anymore awkward than it already was.
"Thanks for the ride," Drew said hesitantly, exiting the truck.
"Because that's the only thing you should be thanking me for," Jake thought bitterly.
"Umm, do you need any help getting your car from my cabin?" At this point, Jake was only trying to be polite. He may not like how Drew is acting right now, but that didn't mean he wanted to leave his car stranded.
"Oh, no, my dad's gonna help with that, but thanks anyway." Drew answered, refraining from making much eye contact.
Jake could tell he was making stuff up, but he was still relieved that Drew didn't ask for his help, "Okay. Well, good luck on that. See you in school." His voice was cold and robotic; decidedly very uncharacteristic of him. The words spilled out of his mouth in a hurry. He couldn't wait to get out of there.
"Yeah, see ya." Drew shut the truck door and headed across the street to Fiona's apartment building. Jake watched him walk away before pulling onto the street and back to his house.
He remained in a silent, pensive mood for the remainder of the weekend. Completely the opposite of how he had anticipated on spending it from the moment his and Drew's lips touched.
He slipped his hand down his pants in reaction to the thought, wishing it was Drew's hand instead of his own.
Within a week, things were back to normal at school. For Drew at least. Jake, on the other hand, didn't find it as easy to move on and pretend nothing happened. It didn't help that each time Drew saw Jake, he quick looked away or moved to avoid him as if he were about to kill him.
The 'time heals all wounds' concept simply wasn't working here. Jake made it his mission to get Drew alone and talk things out. Surely he can't expect Jake to just go on like nothing happened.
Jake saw his opportunity when he noticed Drew heading for the parking lot during his free period. He quickly followed him.
"Hey!" Jake shouted as he ran to catch up to him. He wasn't going to let him get away this time.
Drew jumped a little, "Oh! Hey." He replied awkwardly.
Jake furrowed his brows, "Relax. It's me, Jake. Or don't you remember me? It's hard to tell anymore." He was doing nothing to hold back the hurt and irritation he felt. He wanted to make his feelings perfectly clear.
"Of course I remember you, you jus-"
"Then why the hell have you been acting like I don't exist lately? And pretending that what we did last Friday never happened?" Jake interrupted, his temper flaring. His pain was starting to surface as anger all at once.
Drew shushed him, "You trying to get the whole world in on this?" He looked around to make sure no one was paying attention.
"Look, Jake, I'm not saying I regret what we did, okay?"
Jake rolled his eyes and scoffed, "Oh, here we go."
"Seriously, I liked it and I'm not going to blame you or the weed or anything else. I take full responsibility, but what we did - what I did - it's not really me."
"What the fuck is that supposed to even mean?" Jake had a hard time taking what Drew was saying seriously. He thought it was all bullshit excuses.
"It means that I didn't know what I wanted. I was fucked up, confused."
"So, you take full responsibility, but yet you're blaming it on being confused and 'fucked up'." Jake echoed back incredulously. "I don't even know what to say to that."
"I'm sorry, Jake." Drew attempted to rest a reassuring hand on his shoulder, but Jake backed away.
"You know what, Drew? You were the one who said you hoped this wouldn't turn out to be one of those things that change over night and become awkward, as if I was gonna be the one to pull this shit." Jake's body was trembling with anger now and he struggled to keep his voice steady.
Drew looked up at Jake, shame and remorse written all over his face as Jake's eyes shot lasers down at him. "Maybe you should get your shit together before you end you screwing with peoples' minds."
"Jake, I'm sorry. I really am. Please believe me. I just want things to go back to normal. I was hoping we could just be friends again."
Jake scoffed and pushed past Drew without saying a word.
Drew threw his head back in defeat and regretfully watch Jake walk away from him.
"Uh oh," Fiona said as she entered the apartment, noticing Drew sulking in front of the TV, "is all not right in Drew's world?"
"It's nothing." He answered, keeping his focus on the TV.
"What? Did Bianca catch you borrowing one of her shirts?" Fiona snickered.
Drew slammed the remote down and stood up, "I'm outta here."
"Drew! Come on, I was joking!" She grabbed his arm and yanked him back. "I'm sorry! Come on, have a seat." She patted on the seat next to her. Drew complied and sat next to her.
"Now, tell Dr. Fiona what's wrong."
"Well, for starters, Bianca and I aren't together anymore."
Fiona frowned, "Oh no! Drew, I'm so sorry. You guys were so perfect together. What happened? Did you guys have a fight? Because if that's the case then-"
"No, it was nothing like that." Drew stopped her and paused for a minute, fumbling over what to say next. "God, this is so weird."
Fiona gave him an odd look, "Okay. Cryptic. Don't leave me hanging here."
Drew sighed, "The thing is, I don't feel like I'm.. into girls as much as I thought I was."
Shock flashed over Fiona's face. Drew could see it, despite completely averting his gaze from her.
"Oh my god," Fiona gasped, "So, you're.."
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I am."
"Wow! I mean, usually this is the part where one says something like, 'I have no idea what you're going through right now', but I actually know exactly what you're going through."
"Yeah? So you hooked up with a girl right after breaking up with your boyfriend, too?"
Fiona's eyes widened, "Oh. My. God!" Fiona instantly went into fangirl mode, "Who was it? Okay, tell me everything! How cute is he? Oh! Does he go to our school?"
"Fiona!"
"Sorry, it's just.. exciting!" She squealed, "But, you're right. First things first. How did Bianca take the news?"
"Well, she was shocked, of course. I haven't really heard much from her. I figured I'll give her some space to soak it in."
"Right. I mean, it was a big enough shock for me, so I can only imagine how she's feeling."
"Yeah, I just hope me and her can still be friends."
"Don't worry, she'll come around." Fiona patted his knee, "So, is that what's got you so upset?"
"Not all of it." Drew stared down into his lap.
"Does it have to do with the mystery guy?"
Drew nodded, "When my car broke down a couple weeks ago, that's when we hooked up. After that, I freaked out and blew him off, err.. I mean I told him I wasn't really interested in that way. I hurt him pretty bad."
"So, do you just feel bad for hurting him or do you think you really have feelings for him?" Fiona asked, "Wait a minute. How did you find a guy to hook up with when you were stranded over by.." Fiona's eyes bugged out and she stood up, covering her mouth, "Oh.. Oh! The guy you hooked up with was-"
Drew turned red upon realizing he let on a little too much information.
"Fiona..." He stood up with her.
"Jake!?" She shouted, "You and Jake Martin!?"
"This stays between us!"
Fiona put her hands up in surrender, "Absolutely! I won't tell a soul!"
"Not even Imogen!" He added, pointing at her.
"You got it! I won't say a word!"
"Okay. Thanks, Fiona." Drew sat back down, "What do you think I should do? I messed up big time."
Fiona sat next to him, "Yeah, you kinda did, but Jake seems like the forgiving type. I'm sure he'd understand if you told him how you feel. How do you feel, by the way? About him, I mean."
Drew smiled, "I like him. A lot."
"Must've been quite a night you had with him to make you feel that way so fast."
"It was."
"Well, make sure he knows that. Oh, by the way, if it doesn't seem like your apology is working at first, don't give up. Give him some time. It might take a while if he's as hurt as you said he was."
"No doubt about that." Drew sighed deeply, recalling the very obvious pain he saw in Jake's eyes.
Jake flipped through several channels, frustrated with the fact that nothing good seemed to be on.
He groaned, "Maybe I should've just went with them."
His dad, Helen and Clare went out to see a movie. He opted out in favor of having some alone time, but now he was so bored that he was regretting his decision. He couldn't even bring himself to use his weed as a form of entertainment; it reminded him too much of what happened at the cabin.
Jake's attention was stolen by a suspicious looking hooded figure pacing back and forth in front of the house. He cautiously got up and walked to the window to take a closer look. He recognized the person instantly.
"Drew? What the hell?" He asked, as if Drew could hear him.
Jake threw a coat on and headed out the door.
"Is there a reason why you're walking around in my front yard?" Jake asked impatiently as he approached Drew.
"Jake! Umm.." Drew fumbled around for what to say. Jake raised his eyebrows, waiting for an explanation.
"Uh, Jake, we need to talk." He stated after collecting himself.
"Oh, so now we need to talk?" Jake glared at him like he was being absurd. "Sorry. Not interested." He turned back to the house, but Drew jumped in front of him.
"Wait! Jake, please give me a chance to explain. Please." He locked his eyes with Jake's, hoping that would help convince him to give him a few minutes of his time. The look in Jake's eyes conveyed so much distrust that he lost a little hope that this would work.
Jake walked over to a bench sitting in the yard. Drew took that as a cue to follow him and start talking.
"I was scared, Jake. I never felt this way about anyone before, much less another guy. We did so much in just one night and by the next day, I was worried that this was gonna be a passing thing and that it wasn't what I really wanted."
Drew appreciated the fact that Jake wasn't interrupting or yelling at him, but he couldn't bring himself to look at Jake while he talked, so he could only hope that he was listening.
"It took me a while, but I realized how much things suck when you're hating me. And that night at the cabin ended up being one of the best nights of my life. I was thinking about myself, yeah, but I also had you in mind. Part of the reason why I freaked out is because I didn't want to string you along. I didn't want to hurt you."
Drew anticipated the harsh response he deserved from Jake. The criticism, the name calling, being called out for bullshitting him. It never came. Jake remained silent, wanting to hear him out. His hard stare softened as he found it difficult to stay mad at him.
"And, despite all that, I still hurt you and I probably lost any chance I had with you." Drew stared down at his folded hands laying in his lap. Hot tears involuntarily welled up in his eyes, which Jake noticed.
"No, you didn't." Jake broke his silence and wrapped his arm around Drew's shoulder, pulling him in.
Drew clung to the other man and silently sobbed into his chest. "I'm sorry, Jake. I'm an idiot. I didn't mean to-"
"Sshhh.." Jake rubbed Drew's back. "It's okay."
"No, it's not." Drew's voice was muffled against Jake.
"Yes, it is." Jake assured him, entangling his fingers through the other boy's dark hair. "And yeah, it did hurt pretty damn bad to be rejected by you the morning after we poured our hearts out to each other, but that's because I care about you."
"But you were so pissed off at me. I mean, I understand why, but.." Drew wasn't about to question Jake's generosity, but he wanted to make sure Jake was truly forgiving him.
"I was. I thought you were gonna be one of those guys who experiments with another guy and then kicks him to the curb when it becomes awkward. Obviously that's not the case here, is it?" Jake smiled down at him, still rubbing his back, "It took balls for you to come here and tell me what's going on. I forgive you. I know you were scared. So just relax, okay?"
"Thanks, Jake." Drew sniffled, his sobs subsiding.
"Come on, let's go inside. No reason for us to freeze out here."
Their lips collided the instant they reached Jake's room. The kiss felt so long-awaited, like they had finally been reunited after spending decades apart. The contact warmed their bodies up from the cold in an instant.
"You know, for a while, I didn't think I was gonna get the chance to do this again." Jake grinned ear to ear before giving Drew a few quick pecks on the lips.
"Me either." Drew gasped as Jake's lips sent chills down his spine. "I thought that my stupid fears fucked up any chances I'd have with you."
"Hey," Jake gently cupped Drew's face in his hands and looked deep in his eyes, "Your fears aren't stupid, alright?" He leaned down and kissed Drew on the forehead.
"If you feel scared about anything, just let me know. I'll make you feel safe again."
"Scared is the last thing I'm feeling right now," Drew answered softly, mesmerized by the boy standing in front of him. Jake gently kissed a path from his temple to his mouth.
Drew wrapped his arms around Jake's waist and pulled the two of them closer together while their tongues danced in each other's mouths.
Their closeness was making them both hard as steel. They were well aware of this as their bodies made contact, but neither of them were willing to break the kiss to comment on it.
Jake's leg was situated between Drew's. He could feel the warmth from his leg as it occasionally grinded against his crotch, causing him to groan eagerly into the kiss. This elicited a smile from Jake and he began to consciously grind into him, gaining more friction each time.
"Unh.. Jake.." Drew panted. Pre-cum began to soak through his jeans. "I can't take it anymore. I want you to fuck me. Now."
Jake stopped kissing and stared down at the shorter boy, "Beg."
"What?" Drew seemed to briefly forget what the word meant.
"Beg for it." Jake commanded, exhibiting a sly grin. It was the only warning he gave before he began sliding his hips aggressively against Drew, pushing him against the wall and giving his crotch full-on contact. Jake also reached back and firmly cupped Drew's ass.
"Oh, god. Fuck!" Drew squirmed in Jake's hold. He knew Jake was trying to tease him, but he was so incredibly turned on right now that he knew he wasn't going to last much longer like this.
"P-Please, Jake. Fuck me hard!" He gasped, "Please. I'm going insane." He grabbed hold of Jake's shoulders.
"Are you? I don't think you want it bad enough." Jake said in a calm, cool demeanor. A direct contrast to Drew who was melting within Jake's grasp.
"Yes I do! I want it so fucking bad!" Drew pleaded. Jake hovered over Drew, but Drew wouldn't even dare make eye contact with him. The fact that he could feel Jake's hot breath on his face was already enough to make him bite his lip in sexual frustration.
"How bad?" Jake asked.
"So FUCKING bad!" Drew squinted his eyes shut. "I want you to fuck me harder than I've ever been fucked before!"
Jake laughed, "Didn't know you'd been fucked before, Torres."
"Dammit, you know what I mean. I can't think straight while you're torturing me."
"I don't think any of us are thinking straight right now, honestly." Jake chuckled before wiping a thin veil of sweat off Drew's forehead.
The boys began pulling articles of clothing off of each other and throwing them aside as they made their way to Jake's bed. Jake rested his full weight down on Drew, resuming their kissing. They gripped each others hands, entwining their fingers together.
"Are you ready?" Jake was more than eager to get started, but he wanted to make sure that Drew was totally in this without a doubt.
"God, yes." Drew whispered. That was all Jake needed to know.
Jake flipped Drew over and slowly inserted one of his fingers into Drew's entrance. Drew hummed as Jake's finger slid deeper into him and stretched him out. A few seconds later, he inserted a second finger to finish the job.
Drew sighed with resistance, but then relaxed into it.
"That feel alright?" Jake asked.
"Yeah." Drew breathed out.
"Okay, here we go." Jake placed his hands on Drew's hips and the tip of his cock at Drew's entrance.
Drew shuddered as he felt Jake's cock about to penetrate him. The unexpected sensation of Jake pushing himself in took his breath away.
Slowly, Jake began thrusting in and out. Both of them grunted loudly in rhythm with the thrusts, loving every second of it.
Drew rested his head on his arm, admiring the fact that Jake's erection felt massive inside of him. It sent dizzying shockwaves through every fiber of his being as he moved back and forth.
Jake tilted his head back. The friction of Drew's tightness around him caused an intense amount of heat to pool in his crotch. It felt amazing and he couldn't get enough of it. He bit his lip. His overwhelming urges compelled him to pick up the pace before he lost his mind. When he complied, Drew elicited a deep groan and a shaky gasp as a response.
"You like that?" Jake asked with satisfaction.
"Fuck yes." Drew hissed.
Jake's breathing hitched as he began pumping harder and faster, avidly searching for a certain spot that he knows Drew would appreciate being found.
"Oh.. FUCK!"
Looks like he found it.
Jake chuckled, "Knew you'd like that." From that point on, Jake made sure to repeatedly hit Drew's sweet spot. Drew was basically rendered helpless at this point.
"And don't think I forgot about this.." Jake reached down and wrapped his hand around Drew's leaking boner which was now throbbing in his grip.
"Fucking Christ, Jake. You're killing me." Drew said as he was now being pounded from every direction.
"I hope you mean that in a good way."
"The best way." Drew corrected.
Jake's fist pumped up and down, seemingly at light speed. Drew's hot precum was dripping over his hand. He felt Drew arch his back into him and he knew he was about to lose his load. He pumped and thrusted Drew faster and harder now, knowing the release was so close.
"Oh my god, Jake. Keep-Keep going!"
"Fuck.. FUCK!" Jake felt himself explode inside Drew, filling him up with his hot cum. He slammed himself hard against him with each shot.
Drew bucked his hips into Jake's hand as he felt the other boy unload into him and get in a few finishing thrusts. The hot fluid shooting inside of him was more than enough to finally push him completely over the edge. He couldn't bring himself to utter a single word before busting out his own load on himself and Jake's hand.
They remained in that position for a moment, gasping for precious air before collapsing into each other. Both of them covered in sweat and semen. They clung to each other, still too busy panting heavily to make conversation.
"That was pretty fucking amazing, Martin."
Jake smiled big, "Are you sure you haven't done this before?"
"No," Drew shook his head, "Nothing like this."
"Well, you're a natural."
Drew pushed away some of the hair that was matted to Jake's forehead with sweat, "I learn from the best."
Jake gathers Drew up in his arms and kisses his neck. "I never want this to end," He whispered.
"It doesn't have to." Drew answered, "I promise I won't act like I did last time. I'm never gonna jeopardize what I've got with you. I feel like the luckiest guy on earth."
They stared into each other, refusing to so much as blink.
"I feel the same way," Jake whispered, "Stay here tonight?"
Drew wanted to, but he was also aware that they weren't in the privacy and seclusion of Jake's cabin, "What about-"
"They won't mind." Jake interrupted, knowing exactly what was going through Drew's mind, "They won't even suspect anything."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive." Jake looked down at him and ran his fingers through his hair, "I don't wanna sound clingy or anything, but I really missed you."
"I missed you too." Drew held him a little tighter, remembering that up until recently, he wasn't sure how Jake would take his apology and that he could just as easily still be out in the cold both figuratively and literally. He knew he could never accurately describe how thankful he was to have a second chance, "Spending the night sounds pretty great, actually. It's not like it'd be the first time, though."
"First time without getting high beforehand." Jake pointed out.
Drew laughed, "That's true. Speaking of which, I suggest we do that again sometime."
Jake's face lit up, "Really? You still wanna do that after what happened last time?"
"Last time? Oh, the panic attack thing? Didn't you say that happens to a lot of first timers?"
"Yeah, it's just that a lot of people I got high with that had a panic attack the first time didn't trust me when I told them that."
"I trust you." Drew said reassuringly, "And anyway, it doesn't matter. I know that I'll be fine as long as you're there. Last time I was freaking out, you took my mind off it right away. I'd say that's pretty impressive."
It actually meant the world to Jake to hear Drew say that, but he didn't feel it was appropriate to pour on the sap so soon and scare him off.
"Well, good," Jake started, sitting up, "I think next weekend we should take a trip back up to my cabin. Lots of privacy." He said with a wink.
"Privacy's good!" Drew still felt a little awkward about sleeping over at Jake's while they were in the company of people who were very unaware that they were up to more than talking about cars and sports.
"I agree!" Jake wasn't too keen on it, either, but a part of him enjoyed the thrill of secrecy.
"I think we better get cleaned up and make ourselves presentable." He said, "As much as I enjoy you in the buff, I think that might be a tip off to the others as to why you're really staying the night."
"Yeah, you're right." Drew would've preferred to just lay in Jake's arms all night.
Jake got up and headed for the bathroom door. "You coming? I'm a big supporter of water conservation, you know."