HEY! I'm back, yeah I know it's been a long time, but hey, I've got somewhat of a life I need to take care of. The important thing is that I've come back. :( I've heard that 98 Degrees is taking an 'extended break' with the future of their group uncertain as of this point...I'm sad. From 98degrees.com, Drew's On The Spot answer to the following question: I have heard many rumours that Revelation is 98 Degrees' last CD. Are you guys taking an extended break or, as we all hope, will you be heading back into the recording studio in 2002? Briana - Ventura, CA
"I had a feeling that this question was going to come up. The answer is "We are taking an extended break." Music right now is in a different place than it was in 1997 when we entered the scene. We are just taking our time to see how we fit into it. We also have been presented with a lot of opportunities over the past couple of years that we want to explore. All of these things take time. As always we appreciate your patience and continued support."
So please, pray for me that they come back... I need them... :( :sighs: Oh my Drew... don't go!
I gotta say THANK YOU to MH, cause if it weren't for him, you wouldn't be reading this story in a legible format. I owe him a lot, and I can never express all my gratitude towards him. You're the bestest! (And you know I mean it!)
I just wanna say thank you to some special women in my life: Jordan, Marie, and Karen. Y'all are the bestest women I know and am blessed to have y'all in my life. Love ya, sis!
Just wanted to say a HUGE thank you to two of my best friends in the world. Yeah, the sickeningly sweet and incredibly amazing couple: DLS and Matt. You're both old biddies, but I wouldn't wanna have it any other way. I love y'all, and I'm missin' ya with each day we don't speak to each other.
So this is fake, I don't know the guys or their sexual preferences. Any similarities are purely coincidental, and I'd love to hear about them.
Enjoy and write me: bigdaddycool_0813@hotmail.com
Much love y'all, Drew
THIS GIFT -- Last Time
The sun moved toward the west, slowly inching over us. That was the only indication that it was hours later and we still hadn't moved. Just sat there. Suddenly, as if on command, we both turned to look at each other. As our eyes locked I leaned in slowly. Our lips touched as we began a tender kiss, heat escalating as the kiss grew more passionate, more erotic. Our tongues danced together with a final need as the passion began to fade, and just like that, the need, the hunger, was over.
We pulled apart, Nick got up, and walked away leaving me there... alone.
THIS GIFT -- Chapter 14
I stayed on the bridge for about another half an hour. I had a lot of things going through my mind and I wanted to have some of them sorted out before I had to face anyone. I knew there'd be a slew of questions headed my way, just as Nick probably already had his when he had returned.
It was starting to get dark -- the days seemed to fly by here -- as I decided that I had had enough time to think, things weren't going to settle themselves. I slowly meandered my way back to Nana's house and followed my nose right into the kitchen.
Nana was standing in front of the stove, busily preparing our dinner which seemed like it could feed an army. You'd I swear this woman was is Italian. "Hey sweetie," Nana said as she glanced over her shoulder. "Feeling better?"
I had to admit that I was, "Yeah, you need any help?"
"Well... normally I would say no, but you seem like you could use the distraction." She grabbed a cloth off the counter and wiped her hands. "You can peel the potatoes," she trailed off, "just as soon as I find the peeler." She was rummaging around in her utensil drawer pulling out odds and ends until she finally came across what she was looking for. "Here you go. The potatoes are in the pantry, pots are hanging over there," she gestured to the potholder hanging from the ceiling. "Now get to it!" She mock ordered.
It was good to actually spend time doing something I haven't hadn't done in so long. It'd been a really long time since I actually sat down to help make a meal, either one of the guys made it for me or we ordered out. I really began to wonder how much I was actually living off of them. I couldn't remember the last time I had spent money, they always offered to pay, and blindly, I allowed them to. That was gonna have to change. I wasn't around for a free ride.
After I had peeled the potatoes, Nana had me peel the carrots and cut the beef into cubes for her stew while she busied herself making the broth, homemade bread and began working on some pie. She had the steamed vegetables finished already, along with about six other sides for the meal. It was just like it was Thanksgiving dinner at my house, that's the only time we had so much food.
Nana had to be the kindest woman you could ever meet. We made small talk all the while preparing the food, Nana constantly making me smile, and sometimes even bringing a blush to my face as she would comment on how Drew was looking today, or how he had a cute round butt. "What? I do have eyes you know!" She would say in defence.
Finally dinner was ready and Nana went to round up the posse so that we could eat. "Look what my favourite two women in the world have cooked up for us today boys." Justin announced glancing at the table and taking in all the food.
"Hey! You calling my man a woman?!" Drew protested.
"So he is your man?" Jeff asked, glancing at Drew, then me.
"Of course they're men." Nana interrupted.
"No, Nana, I wasn't asking if they were men, I was asking if D's Drew's man." Jeff tried to clarify.
"Jeffy, I'm not stupid. I know what you meant. Look at the way they look at each other." Jeff looked. "Look at the way they smile when the other's mentioned." Jeff noticed. "And if you would've seen the way D was blushing when I was talking about Drew's ass," we both blushed and tried to avert the eyes looking at us, "you wouldn't have to be asking such a stupid question."
"Besides, both Drew and I know that D is NO woman, right Drew?" Nick joked.
A pained expression fell over Drew's face, and I couldn't help but feel sorry for what I had done. "Yeah, um, sure." Drew's reply was unenthusiastic.
Placing my arm around Drew's waist, I led him to the table, placing a gentle kiss on his neck below the ear. "Let's eat." I murmured. Drew turned his head to look at me, smiled that infectious smile and for the moment, all was good.
The meal was delicious; I was actually proud to have lent a hand in its making. When it was over, Drew and I offered to do the dishes for Nana, and even though she was against it, she decided we could use the time together.
With the kitchen cleared, Drew and I began to bring the dishes from the table and place them on the counter beside the sink. "You wash, and I'll dry?" I suggested, and since neither of us really knew what we were doing, he agreed.
I plugged the sink and started the water, adding some soap to get the bubbles bubbling. Searching through the drawers, I found a cloth and tossed it at Drew. "Get washing, bitch."
"Bitch?" he questioned with mock hurt in his eyes.
"Yeah, bitch. You're my bitch, bitch." I laughed.
"Au contraire mon frère. You're my bitch. You'll do as I say."
"Really?" I was willing to prove him wrong.
"Yeah, kiss me." Oh fuck me! He had to pull out that one. There was no way I was gonna refuse that offer. I leaned in, gently placing my lips to his, tentatively sliding my tongue out to run over his lips. Entrance granted, I worked my tongue into his mouth, dancing it around to reclaim his mouth.
"You're so easy." He panted into my mouth.
"Easy?!" I stopped and looked him in the eyes. "I am so not easy." He reached his hand down to cup my slowly growing erection. I blushed, "Alright, maybe I'm easy... for you." With a laugh, he pressed his lips to mine again, kissing me with a fevered need.
Slowly, something wet began to run down my back, and it wasn't until I pulled away from the kiss and noticed Drew's smile that I knew he was up to something. Pulling out of his arms, the cloth in his hand became visible, and I knew I had been had. "Fucking asshole!" I joked. Grabbing some of the soap suds out of the sink, I tossed them at Drew -- most of which landed on the floor -- only to have him retaliate by flicking his dripping wet cloth in my direction spraying me with water.
Our little water fight lasted all of fifteen minutes, but the kitchen was a disaster. We cleaned for at least another hour and a half, but it was worth it though. I mean just to see that smile on Drew's face, the happiness I haven't seen there in so long... oh yeah, it was definitely worth it. Finally, we got back to washing the dishes and were just about finished when Nick walked in saying something about getting something to drink only to slip on the watery floor and fall on his ass. Drew and I broke out in laughter.
Nick looked up at us from the floor, hurt in his eyes. "My ass fucking hurts and all you can do is laugh at me? Fuck y'all." He carefully pulled himself up rubbing his ass, and slowly walked to the fridge to grab a soda. Drew and I stifled our laughter somewhat, only to burst out laughing once he left the room.
"Did you see that! Oh God I haven't seen him so... so... so childish. He didn't even fall that hard!" Drew was finishing up the dishes, pulling the stopper out to drain the sink. With a sigh he glanced at the floor and running a hand through his hair explained that we needed to clean the floor up.
Walking over to the pantry, I grabbed a mop that I had noticed earlier when I retrieved the potatoes. "You know," I began returning from the pantry, "I used to dance with mops when I was little."
"You what?" Drew began to giggle.
"Dance with mops. See, you flip it so the handle touches the floor, and see... the strings fall back, it looks like a head of hair." I tried to explain myself, earning an amused look from Drew.
"Why is it I have to fall in love with a freak? Always me. It couldn't have happened to Jeff or even Justin, but no, it had to happen to me." The smile on Drew's face took away from the seriousness Drew was trying so hard to portray.
"You're calling me a freak? Look at you, short, stubby, big nose, big muscles... your personality so doesn't match your body..."
"Hey! I'm not short and stubby!" Drew interrupted. "And the nose never bothered you before."
"How would you know?"
"Cause you think I'm gorgeous." He replied simply.
"I don't think you're gorgeous..."
"You think I'm gorgeous, you want to kiss me, you want to hug me, you want to love me, you want to hug me, you want smooch me..."
"Drew?" I interrupted.
"Yeah?"
"Shut up and kiss me already." Smiling, Drew obliged, pulling me in by wrapping his hands around my waist and gently pressing his lips to mine. Before things could get heated though, Nana walked into the room clearing her throat, making us jump apart, our cheeks crimson.
"You take your 'gorgeous' boyfriend and get out of my kitchen so that I can clean this floor." She told me, "Nick's all pissy now because his ass is purple and he's embarrassed because he had Jeff look at it, and now Justin's holding an icepack in place..." Nana sighed, "It's just all complicated and I really should clean this up."
"You sure?" Drew asked Nana. "I mean it was our fault."
"It's fine boys, you go run up to your room, and remind me that I should never let you guys do the dishes again. I should've known you two would've cause a ruckus." Nana finished with a smile.
"Thanks Nana!" I dragged Drew out of the kitchen, through the living room, passing Justin holding an icepack to Nick's fine ass as he lay down on the couch, and up the stairs to our room. Closing the door, I locked it and threw Drew onto the bed, climbing on top of him. "Hello there," I kissed Drew's neck savouring the sweet taste it left on my lips.
"Why hello to you, too." He replied huskily.
Looking deep into his hazel depths, I couldn't help but ask. "Drew, why do you love me?"
"Is this a trick question? Cause you know I'll say one thing, and then you'll be like 'that's it?!' and I'll be left struggling to explain something that I overlooked just because there's so much I love about you."
"How about this... when did you know you loved me? Like love me, love me?" I slid down beside him.
"Um..." he began searching his brain. "Well at first I just had a semi-crush on you. I mean I wasn't completely sure I was into guys, I just had this thing for you right from the start. I don't know if it was the way you acted or something I saw in your eyes, there was just something that drew me to you. But, I fell for you that night, like a couple of nights after we first met when we went to McDonalds for dinner, remember that night?"
"Yeah," I sighed. We had decided on eating McDonalds that night because everything else was closed. It was way past midnight and for some reason or other we still hadn't had dinner. Justin was sleeping, so it was just Nick, Jeff, Drew and I, but damn did we have fun. We had chosen a booth to sit in, Drew sitting beside me and Nick and Jeff across from us. I remember just the slight touching of our legs eliciting a smile.
"Well, when you couldn't finish your fries and asked me if I wanted to share them, remember when we both reached at the same time and got our hands kinda stuck?"
"Uh-huh." I sighed contentedly as I gazed into his eyes. He had taken one of my hands in his and caressed it subtly causing me to mellow out.
"The touch made my heart flutter, it was just really innocent -- neither of us planned on it -- but still, the memory of that touch burns in my heart. Then you looked at me, cheeks slightly flushed with embarrassment, but you looked me in the eyes and apologized, and right then, at that moment, I knew I loved you." Drew finished off placing a lingering kiss on my lips. "What about you?"
"I've crushed on you forever," I admitted. "But I fell in love with you when you came to get me at the church. You know like the second night we met? I couldn't handle the fact that you might like me. I had liked you for so long it was like it was an impossibility; too good to be true. I've never really been that religious, but that day I really needed to find an answer and didn't know who else to go to. Waking up beside you was the most incredible thing that has ever happened in my life; I had to know that it was alright to feel that way.
"And then, when I was asking God for a sign, anything to be able to gain the strength to tell you how I felt... you just showed up. It's like God Himself was showing me the way to you, like He was saying that you definitely are right for me. Like you're the one I'm supposed to be with. I fell in love with you then, and haven't fallen out of love ever since."
Drew snuggled closer to me, his voice just above a whisper. "That has got to be the most kindest, romantic thing anyone has ever said to me."
I blushed, "You're kidding."
"Nope," Drew yawned, "baby, I'm tired. You think we can go to sleep now?"
With no complaints from my part, Drew drifted into an easy slumber as I relaxed beside him. I was content just laying beside him, hearing him breathe. It's funny how you can find comfort in the oddest things. If anyone had told me a year and a half ago that I'd be happy listening to someone breathe, that it would help me relax and forget about everything wrong in my life for the moment, I probably would've laughed in their face.
Waking up on the last day at Nana's house was a hard thing to do. Granted, waking up beside an incredibly sexy baritone, who was snoring slightly, made it a bit easier. I rolled over, propping myself up on my elbow to take in his beauty. 'Damn but God made you beautiful.' I thought looking down on him. 'Not one flaw... okay, so you have a big nose, I wouldn't exactly call that a flaw... it's fitting. Big arms, big penis, big nose. There's probably a rule about it somewhere: if you have a big nose, you have a big penis and big arms. Damn, I really need to get a life. I'm thinking some weird-ass philosophies to myself.'
I sighed, a sound that didn't go unnoticed by Drew, since he turned over, crinkled his brow and slowly opened his eyes as if it pained him. "G'morning beautiful." Leaning down I placed a kiss on his nose -- seems I've found a new obsession.
"'Mornin'." He grumbled in his oh-so-fucking-sexy morning voice, stirring things up downstairs within me. "What're you doin' up already?"
'Aww, he yawns like a cat! That's so adorable.' I smiled, apparently my brain was really talkative today. "Not much baby, just starin' at you. Why I'm up so early, I have no idea." I confessed.
"Anyone else up yet?"
"Not that I know of. Why?"
"I was thinking maybe we could cook breakfast or something." He suggested, stretching his arms out.
"You sure Nana wants to clean after us again?" I laughed. "And if you cook anything like Nick... um, you might just wanna watch me make some eggs and bacon or something."
"Oh ye of little faith. Just because Nick can't cook doesn't mean I can't. It's not genetic, you know. Besides, Nick didn't get the brains and brawn like I did. Mom liked me better."
"Cocky little fucker, ain't ya?" I joked.
"You callin' my cock little?" Drew feigned hurt. "I knew it, the truth comes out."
"Trust me baby," I laughed, "I was just thinking how you've got a big penis to go with a big nose and big arms."
Drew cocked his eyebrow. "Did I tell you yet how much of a freak you are?" Adding while he rubbed his face, "I just had to get a freak."
"Well babe, let me go take a shower..." I trailed off with a grin.
"Oh no... your brain's thinking again. What's going on behind all that madness?"
"You wanna shower with me? You know, I scrub your back, you scrub mine?" I suppressed a laugh as I heard Drew whimper.
Jumping out of bed, Drew dragged me down the hall into the bathroom, closing the door, locking it and throwing me against it. Pressing his lips against mine, he began to rub up against me, trailing kisses down my jaw pausing only to pull my shirt over my head. With that obstacle out of the way, he began to work his way down my neck to my chest.
It seemed unfair that I was half-naked and Drew was fully clothed. Pushing at his shoulders, I stopped his love-making to my body and was turned on by the determination and lust bubbling up behind his hazel orbs. "Baby, get out of your clothes." I gasped.
Without a second to spare, Drew was striping out of his clothes with the quickness. Not before long he was down to nothing, and my over-active brain brought a song to mind causing a smile to play across my lips.
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing, baby." There really wasn't anything wrong.
"Then why are you smiling?"
"There you are, looking as fine as can be," I began to sing softly. "In your fancy car, I can tell you're looking at me, what you gonna do, are you just going to sit there and stare, baby talk to me, Tell me what's on you mind, baby." Drew's face lit up. "Oh baby bring it all to me, but I don't need no fancy cars or diamond rings, oh baby bring it all to me, give me your time, your love, your space, your energy..."
Drew rushed me against the door yet again, the thud loud in the silent house. "Baby what's the deal," Drew sang between kisses, "Would it be too forward if I," another kiss, "told you how I feel." His kisses trailed down to a nipple. "That's just the way I do my thang."
"Drew..." I gasped.
Drew made his way back up to my lips, "Mm?"
"Shower..." Drew's lips cut off my words as he dived in for one last kiss before reluctantly pulling away to start the shower. While he started the shower, I was able to catch my breath and gather my thoughts. 'Damn but I want him. Now!'
Without another thought, I pulled Drew into the shower, pressing him against the back wall. The shocked look on his face mixed with the lust smouldering in his eyes was enough to throw me over the edge. I began kissing him with a fevered need, my lips covering every inch of his upper body.
As I began to nibble gently on a nipple, I reached behind me and grabbed the bar of soap from the holder behind me and began to lather some up in my hands. Drew's eyes slipped closed and a moan escaped his lips as I began to soap up his cock.
Licking my way back up his chest, I slowly kissed my way to his ear. "Baby, I need you in me." Drew's heart skipped a beat as all action came to a stop. He pushed me back slightly to gaze into my eyes for any hesitation, the love I saw reflected in his eyes only made me surer of my decision. "Love me, please."
His tongue flicked across his lips as he nodded, turning me around so that my back was facing him. Grabbing the bar of soap, he began to rub soap down my back, kissing my neck while he worked his hands lower. His first finger pushed in with little resistance eliciting a slight gasp. As he worked his finger in, preparing me for his manhood, he whispered his love in my ear, his breath a welcome heat against my neck.
Another finger slid in causing a little discomfort. Drew, although he couldn't see my face, sensed this and held still for a moment allowing me to get accustomed to being stretched open. As the pain subsided and I relaxed a bit more, I pushed back against his hand, welcoming his third finger.
Drew lined himself up, placing the head of his dick against my ass. Pulling his fingers out, he slowly pushed his way in. "Jesus holy fuck!" I gasped. Damn but it hurt. Drew stopped momentarily, before he slammed his way in with a moan.
His thrust in hit something amazing within, fireworks went off and shards of pleasure shot through my body. He began with slow mini-thrusts, just barely sliding out but jabbing my prostate, sending me into a realm of un-thought-of pleasure. "Baby, you're so tight... mmm, you feel so good." Drew began to pull out further, slamming himself back in, his breath ragged in my ear.
Reaching around to grasp my cock, he took me to a new level. As he stroked me in time with his thrusts, I threw myself back on his dick groaning as I could feel my orgasm building. "Harder baby, fuck me, harder." Not one to disobey, Drew began to pound into my ass, his hands flailing madly on my dick. Turning my head, I bit down on Drew's shoulder, groaning as streams of semen shot against the wall. What seemed like moments later, Drew drove his cock in deep, moaning my name as he unloaded his juices inside me.
Spent for the moment, Drew leaned heavily on my back as he caught his breath. "Wow... damn... DAYUM! baby, you're wonderful!" He couldn't seem to get enough of me as he placed kisses along my shoulder blades. He slowly eased himself out of me and turned me to face him. "Andrew, I know I've said this to you before, but I really need you to understand. I love you baby, with all my heart. I've never felt this way about anyone but you. I love you."
The sincerity and honesty shown clearly through his eyes was overwhelming. I knew he loved me, it was extremely obvious, but damn this boy loved me something fierce. "I love you more." I replied, soaping up his chest.
"Why do you always gotta do that? Huh?"
"Do what?" I'm not exactly the smartest, particularly when I've just had my brains fucked out by an incredibly sexy muscular hunk.
"You always gotta better me."
"Is that a pout I hear?" I joked.
"No." His mouth in a slight frown, his arms crossing his chest.
"Aww, the wittle baby wants to cwy?"
"No, I just wanna love you, damn it. That's all I ask."
"Then kiss me already." I pulled him in for yet another kiss, something I couldn't get enough of this morning.
That shower was amazing, it had to be the most incredible wakeup of my life. Giving Drew complete reign of my body, my soul, my everything was an experience that I cannot even fathom explaining -- there just isn't enough words. Spent from the shower, we dried off, brushed our teeth, and made our way back to our room.
I was tired, somewhat sore, and wasn't exactly feeling like going downstairs just yet, so we opted to stay in our room for a bit and veg. I nestled myself in the warmth of Drew's arms, laying on his chest. It was heaven. Just laying there, hearing Drew's heart beat, the slight rise and fall of his chest as well as his hands combing through my hair lulling me into a comfortable sleep.
By the time I awoke again, Drew had left my side, probably already downstairs getting our things together. We were leaving Nana's house today to go back to L.A. The boys needed to get back to work. Getting out of bed, I pulled on a pair of jeans, slid into a sweater and began to waddle my way down the stairs wincing every now and then. Damn but Drew had a big nose!
I slowly entered the kitchen where everyone was seated and walked over to my chair trying my hardest not to show any discomfort. I didn't need to draw attention to that. Drew, sensing something was wrong, dropped his fork on the plate and flew to my side. "You alright?" The concern in his eyes was overwhelming.
"I'm fine, baby." I whispered in his ear. "Just a little sore. I think you should go thankin' your mama for junior there." I couldn't hold back the smile as Drew turned a lovely shade of crimson.
"Remind me to do that later." He joked.
Sliding into the chair, I began to eat off the plate Drew had prepared for me, trying to ignore the stares directed at me. They weren't going to let up anytime soon. "Am I that sexy?" I finally asked.
"Apparently someone thinks so," Justin laughed.
"Excuse me?"
"Well correct me if I'm wrong, but Drew's got this glow in his eye, which is mirrored in yours. Combine that with the fact that you waddled down the stairs today, and you both took a shower that lasted for about an hour..." Justin trailed off.
"OH MY GOD!" Jeff screamed. "THEY FUCKED!"
"JEFFREY!" Nana scolded, "Watch your language!"
"Well they did, Nana, they fucked." Jeff tried to justify himself.
"I believe the correct term would be 'made love' and if they did, it's no business of yours." Leave it to Nana to be the level headed one.
"No," I interrupted, "it's alright Nana. Yes, we made love, we did it in the shower, it was incredible, no you cannot watch the next time, and I'm not the least bit embarrassed about it." I just wanted to set the record straight.
"So, you two... had sex?" Nick was quiet; I had barely heard it.
"Um... yeah."
"Oh... ok." Apparently it wasn't though. Nick had picked himself up and out of the kitchen before anything else could be said. Glancing at Drew, I shrugged my shoulders not knowing what to do, and why Nick would seem to care so much if he was in love with Jessica.
"I'll go check on him," Drew announced before excusing himself from the table.
Once Drew had left, the onslaught of questions began. "What was it like?" "Did it hurt?" "Are you sore?" "Will you do it again" "Was it everything you thought it'd be?" Damn but for heterosexual males these boys sure were curious.
"Jeff, if you're really that interested, you could take Justin up for a shower and find out for yourself." I offered.
"Don't be going and lending out my body!" Justin exclaimed placing his dish in the sink.
"Oh, you know you wanna know what it's like to!" I laughed
"Do not!"
"Justin, you do! Admit it." I was shocked to hear that it was Nana who had said that. She just looked on at Jeff with smiles in her eyes. "And Jeffy here is willing and ready, you two go and have fun."
"NANA! There's no way in hell I'm fucking Justin!"
"JEFFREY! Language!"
"There's no way in hell I'm making love to Justin. I don't even love him." Jeff restated apologetically.
"No, in this case it'd be fucking then." Nana was pretty crude for her old age. I loved this woman. Jeff just sighed in frustration, he wasn't getting anywhere with this, so it was best to drop the whole conversation.
"So, what time are you boys leaving?" Breakfast was now over and Nana was clearing the table.
"Well, we were going to leave by noon, but it looks like it will be as soon as Nick and Drew get back." Jeff was helping Nana by doing the dishes.
"Well, do you have all your stuff together?"
"I've got mine, and I helped Justin do his, D, you guys ready?"
I really hadn't thought about it, I had just assumed Drew had done it, but couldn't have been certain. "I really don't know... I'll go check in a minute or two." Jeff and Nana had just nodded their heads as they continued cleaning the kitchen. With Justin busy on the phone, Jeff doing the dishes, and Nana cleaning up, I figured it was a good time to go on up and see what was left lying around.
Entering our room, I noticed everything had been neatly gathered up, and I really didn't need to do anything. Drew was a good boyfriend. A random thought popped into my head causing me to take a peek in Nick's room to see if he had his things gathered -- he didn't. Everything was strewn about, clothes hanging from the bedposts, on the floor, toiletries still on the dresser. With a sigh, I rubbed my face with my right hand and began to gather his things placing them into his duffel bag.
Halfway done, Nick's door flew open with Nick standing in the door glaring at me. "What the fuck are you doing?" He had an angry tone, almost like a hiss.
"Getting your things together so we can leave." I replied honestly.
"Did I ask you to?" Damn but he was cold.
"No?"
"Then don't. You've caused enough trouble around here." With that, he threw me back into my room, slamming the door shut and leaving me on the floor holding one of his sweaters and wondering what the hell I did to deserve this.
I don't know how long I sat there on the floor in bewilderment, but eventually I picked myself up, folded Nick's sweater and placed it in my bag. Checking around the room one last time, I flicked off the light and set out to find the other guys.
Justin was in the den watching some self-help program on how to maintain your sexuality. I couldn't help but laugh. "You're really that afraid of homosexuality?"
"Gotta uphold my straightness. I think I just might be the only member of this band available to the female market."
I shook my head with disagreement. "Jeff's all talk. He couldn't actually picture himself with another guy." I knew Jeff pretty well -- he was curious, true, but not that curious.
"You sure?" All the hope Justin had of getting a girl leaving him.
"Yeah."
"Well fuck," he drawled, "Then he owes me fifty-seven bucks!"
"You paid that much for that shit?" I couldn't believe it. "You could've given me the money, I'm sure a graphic description of Drew entering me would've been enough to scare you straight."
Justin shuddered. "Can I ask you a serious question?"
It was rare for Justin to be asking me questions, so I couldn't pass it up. "Sure."
"I've seen Drew's um," he cleared his throat, "well, his penis..." he look unsure of how to word it.
"Yeah?" I had an idea about what he wanted to know, but seeing the torture he was going through, there was no way I was going to make it easy on him.
Justin let out a large breath of air. "Well, he's kind of... big?"
"Oh, that he is!" I interrupted with enthusiasm.
He looked at me with annoyance. "This isn't exactly easy for me to ask, you know?"
"No shit Sherlock!"
"What I'm trying to say is, how'd it fit? I mean, didn't it hurt?"
"Justin?"
"Yeah?"
"Have you ever had sex with a girl?"
Justin blushed a deep red before shaking his head. "Actually, no. Please don't tell the guys, they'll laugh."
"I really envy you. Don't rush."
"Really?" Justin seemed surprised.
"Really. K, here, let's look at this." I put both hands together pressing my thumbs and index fingers together as far as I could. "They say if a girl does this, it's the size of her vagina. See, it's not that big."
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah. But even though it's not that big, it stretches. Think about it, how would a baby come out if a penis couldn't fit it?"
"D, no offence but I doubt you'll be having any babies."
"Well, obviously not, but my..." I was trying to choose my words carefully. "My rectum stretches just like the vagina. It hurt at first, yeah, especially because I've never had anything up... there before, but once you start to relax, oh sweet Jesus but it felt amazing!"
"Oh. Ok. Thanks." Justin's face was still a bit flushed.
"Anytime. Now I gotta go find Drew. Get your things together, we're leaving soon."
"K."
I found Drew in the driveway passing bags to Jeff as they loaded one of the jeeps. "Holy fuck D, whatcha got in here?" Jeff joked.
"A little of this, some of that." I paused to give Drew a quick peck. "A sexy bitch needs to carry a lot of shit to maintain their sexiness."
"Baby, trust me, you're sexy without it all." Drew added, wrapping me in a hug from behind.
"You're biased." I turned my head and planted another kiss on his lips. "Are we ready to go now?"
"Soon. We're just waiting for Nicky boy." Jeff closed the back hatch.
"I don't mean to be rude, but would you mind if we left ahead of y'all?" I really didn't want to look at Nick right now, he needed to simmer down a bit.
Jeff shook his head. "No problems here. You two go on ahead."
Thanking him, I went into the house to thank Nana for her hospitality. She gave me a kiss on the cheek wishing me well and handed me a plate of sandwiches "for the road," she said and told me to "take care of that boy, you hear? Treat him well."
After assuring her that she had nothing to worry about, she walked me to the door and waved farewell as I stepped into Drew's SUV. "You take care of yourself now, Drew!" Nana shouted from the porch.
"Anything for you, Nana." Drew honked a couple of times before pulling out of the driveway.
Ten minutes into the drive Drew turned to me, "D, why'd you want to leave before Nick?"
I sighed, "We had a... an encounter back at the house."
"Encounter?"
"Yeah, I was gathering his things cause y'all were still talking and then he bursts in, telling me not to touch his shit and throws me into our room. He just needs some time to cool off."
Drew's face looked like he was punched in the gut. "I'm sorry D, we had an argument. I told him to get the fuck over it because you were mine, not his. He didn't take it so well."
"No shit." That much was apparent. "You really told him to step off?"
"Yeah," Drew replied. "How'm I supposed to have your undivided attention if he continues to make googoo eyes at you?" The jealous tone in Drew's voice was incredibly adorable.
"Have I told you today that I love you?"
"They say actions speak louder that words... I heard you loud and clear this morning!" There was a glint in his eye that I hadn't seen before and wondered if it was mirrored in mine.
I couldn't have been happier to finally find myself back in LA. The road trip wasn't exactly what I would call eventful. I was just glad to finally be back home so that I could take a nice warm bath and soothe my tense body. Having left before the other guys, it was only logical Drew and I had some time to ourselves before they showed up. How much time was uncertain, but we had some time, and that's all I really wanted at the moment.
"Baby, you busy?" I asked as Drew placed the last of the bags in the hallway.
"Not really, why?"
"I was thinking, you know since you were working so hard today putting those heavy bags in the Explorer, and then taking them out... it's such hard work... that you'd like to have a nice hot bath with me..." I trailed off watching as Drew absorbed the information, his neutral lips upturning into a smile.
They say body language is the most easily understood language, and damn but that's the truth. The bulge that almost instantly began to press against the front of Drew's pants combined with his smile and him dragging me up the stairs was enough for me to know he had agreed wholeheartedly.
Drew's eagerness to get me naked and in not only a hot bath, but a hot bubble bath, was incredibly adorable, and somewhat romantic. Stripped down to my boxers, I sat on the toilet, waiting for the water to fill the tub. Drew stripped down to nothing before my eyes gathering my undivided attention. His body is art. Every curve and crevice should be worshipped, analyzed and caressed with passion. God Himself must have loved Drew immensely, as He took the time to sculpt, in detail, this beautiful Adonis.
My mouth hung slightly agape as I continued to stare at Drew standing there looking at me with a slightly amused look on his face. Leaning over me to shut off the water, I caught a whiff of Drew's musky scent, causing my body to think unholy thoughts. Damn, but, just DAYUM!
Drew slid into the tub first, sitting at the end furthest from me. Grabbing my hand, he pulled me down into the v of his things, bringing me close to his body and wrapping his arms around me. Talk about utopia. Grabbing the cloth from the side of the tub, Drew soaped it up and began to rub my body down, slowly massaging my shoulders, emulsifying the stress.
"Why are you so tense, baby?" Drew asked, rinsing the cloth in the water.
I sighed, "It's just this deal with your brother... Drew, I still care about him, and it hurts me to know he hates me right now."
"Andrew, he doesn't hate you, he just doesn't realise how much of an ass he's being."
"When's he gonna realise it though? I really don't know how long I can put up with his shit."
"I dunno," Drew began placing tiny kisses along the base of my neck, "he'll come around."
I lost myself in the love Drew was giving me. I knew it had to be hard for him to sit there and listen to me talk about his brother, but there he was, ensuring I knew he loved me and giving me his thoughts. Drew continued to massage my body causing me to become somewhat aroused. My breathing quickened, something Drew picked up on, and moved his hands down my chest to slide below the water and grip my budding erection.
"You like that baby?" His breath in my ear only amplified the sensations coursing through my body.
"Mmm-hmm" I couldn't form actual words, any logical thought had left me.
Leaning back, I felt Drew's cock pressing firmly against my back, reaching behind me, I grasped his rod and began stroking it, feeling Drew's desire, lust, and need. Raising myself slightly, I slid Drew up into me moaning slightly as he filled me.
Bracing myself on my hands, I began to raise myself up and down Drew's manhood eliciting a gasp-slash-moan. Drew's hands came to rest on my shoulders, pulling me down hard onto him as he started to thrust upward.
Drew didn't last long, unloading himself in my ass with a loud yelp. Spent, he pulled me tight to him, hugging me and whispering in my ear, telling me how incredible I was. It was true, what Drew and I shared had rose to a new level in the passed day -- incredible didn't describe it, extraordinary was more like it.
We continued to wash each other, earning a new respect for every single of inch of each other's bodies. I never realised how sexy the strangest parts of his body could be. Like his belly button for example, it was in between an innie and an outie, smaller than mine, but not so small that I couldn't stick a finger in, and it marked the beginning of his treasure trail. I never took the time before to appreciate his belly button, but I was suddenly glad that I had. What else have I been overlooking?
When our skin started to look prune-ish, and the water became lukewarm, we decided to get out of the tub and dry each other off. With towels wrapped around our waists, we opened the door to walk to our room only to come face to face with Nick. I sighed. Great, just great. Excusing myself, I slid by him quickly, walking down the hall to my room. Minutes later Drew flew through the door in a huff. "I hope he dies!"
"Drew! Don't talk like that." I scolded.
"He's got to learn to keep his eyes off of you. You know what he said after you left, 'Nice ass.' It's not his ass to comment on, you know? I'm just..." Drew sighed, "jealous."
To admit jealousy towards your own brother takes a lot of strength, and the fact that Drew was letting his guard down for me touched me profoundly. "Drew, you have nothing to be jealous of. No worries. My ass is yours," I laughed slightly, "Literally. Let him say what he will... he'll get over it."
"I'm glad you're so sure."
I closed the distance between us, placing a gentle kiss to Drew's lips. "Love you."
"I love you, too."
"Now get dressed, we're gonna go and watch Justin's heterosexuality tape and laugh, alright?" I playfully slapped his ass as I exited the room, Drew standing there with a perplexed countenance.
Drew came down the stairs some time later, taking residence on the couch beside me. "So, what're we watching again?"
"We're trying to help Justin stay heterosexual. He bought a self-help tape, and I just wanna laugh at it." I explained, burrowing into his warmth.
Jeff chose that moment to bounce into the room, slapping Drew's feet off one of the couch cushions and plopping himself down. "Laugh at what?"
"Justin and his self-help tape. You made him doubt his masculinity... you owe him fifty-seven dollars, I believe." I responded with a yawn.
"I owe him jack shit!" Jeff retorted.
Drew started to laugh somewhat under his breath. "You'll be owing him a jacking alright... better lube up those hands of yours."
"You're just ill." Jeff replied with disgust.
"Drew, he's got a thing for Nick. Get it right, baby." I joked, noticing how Jeff turned several shades of red. "Um, did I just let a skeleton out of the closet?"
"No," Jeff's voice wavered, a sure sign something was up.
"Alright ladies," Justin's voice rang out as he came into the room, "let's get this video started!"
He popped the tape in, sitting on the chair adjacent to the couch. Grabbing up the remote from the coffee table, he thumbed the play button as the video came to life.
"Do you find your eyes straying during locker room showers?" The tape began.
"I know mine do!" Drew exclaimed as a shower scene flashed on the screen.
"Look at that ass! Sweet Jesus! It looks like Jeff's." I pointed to a firm, yet supple ass on the screen.
Jeff just glared at me.
"Does the sight of a strong, hard body consume your thoughts for hours on end?" The video continued.
"And how." I mumbled, running my hand up Drew's shirt over his defined body.
"Do you find yourself fantasizing about having a firm and throbbing erection probing your anus?"
"They make it sound so disgusting." Drew said almost in a whisper.
"But it feels so damn good!" Justin and Jeff looked over at us with annoyed contempt.
"If so, than you've invested your money wisely by purchasing this video. This video will look at the issues involving homosexuality, the moral and legal implications, and just how wrong it really is."
The tape was a farce really. I couldn't say it helped me want to become any more heterosexual than I already was. All it did was raise a bunch of questions; questions that for me I already knew the answers to. Justin, I'm sure, knew the answers as well.
With the tape finished, I decided I was going to go and get some sleep -- it had been a long day, and I just wanted to get it over with. "Baby, I'm gonna head up to bed now, come along when you're ready."
I walked up the stairs, stripped down to my boxers and weaseled myself beneath the covers, slipping into a dreamful slumber.
I awoke later to Drew entering the room. A quick glance at the clock told me I'd been asleep for three hours before he decided to join me. Looking at his face, I could tell something was awry.
"Baby, what's wrong?" My sleep-filled voice carried across the room.
"Nothing." His tone was clipped. He had closed himself off to me. I definitely knew something was wrong.
"You sure?"
"I'm fine."
He slid beneath the covers, staying on his side of the bed. Knowing he probably needed his space, I stayed on mine.
I awoke again several hours later to Drew tossing and turning in the bed mumbling things.
Leaning over, I roused him somewhat from his sleep. "Baby, baby wake up. What's wrong?"
Drew woke up somewhat before saying "Andrew, we can't do this."
"This what?"
"This, us. We can't do it. It's wrong."
Tears came to my eyes, "What do you mean baby?"
"Us, it just won't work. I can't deal. I'm sorry." He didn't seem as apologetic as he wanted himself to be. If he truly was sorry, I couldn't tell.
"Yeah, I'm sorry too." I got out of bed and walked out of the room heading for Nick's room. Just as I was about to knock on the door though, I remembered the last couple of days. My arm dropped to my side. The toilet flushing caused me to turn at look at the bathroom as Jeff exited.
Noticing me standing in the hall crying at such a late hour, he came over to me. "D, what's wrong?"
"Drew... he doesn't want me..."
Jeff grabbed me up in a hug, "He doesn't mean it... he doesn't mean it. Here, come." Jeff pulled me into his room. "Come on, let's get through tonight, things'll look better in the morning."
The last thought going through my head as I fell asleep was the heartbreaking thought that Drew, the love of my life, didn't want me anymore.
TBC...