Chapter Nine: He's No Longer a Little Brother [continuation]

Before they could get out of the house. Keith suddenly doesn't want to go anymore. He's getting nervous and shy.

"I waited for you for about an hour, and now you don't want to move? How long do you want to make Drake wait at my house?" Nick felt like his body hairs would fall because of how Keith is making him so impatient.

"It's just… Why the fuck did you bring him here? I don't get it. This is too embarrassing. Why are you so nosy? How the fuck is my love life any of your business? Are you that free to freelance as some stupid cupid? Fuck! This doesn't make sense at all. And if I go there? What the fuck am I going to tell him? I don't have the face to see him. I'm not as thick-skinned as you, you know!" Keith rumbled his thoughts and dumped them to insult Nick.

"It's my business! My friends like each other but they don't get to date and just flirt around in front of my single face!!! That's too annoying. Do you know what it feels like when I see you calling him? You're like a dog in heat while Drake's a neutered dog!!!"

Keith's disgust at Nick's analogy was shown on his face. "Can you not say that? Thankfully my grandma went out, if she heard you say that, I'm dead!"

When they went out of the gate, sure enough, Kimmie and Kittie are mounting each other making the analogy more embarrassing. Thankfully, they neutered Kimmie, if not, they would have filled their house with many cute and adorable puppies… Then Keith remembered what Nick just said, not the dog part but when he said that his friends like each other…

What the fuck!!!

When they get inside Nick's room. Drake was sitting like a very behave dog told to sit by his master around a dirty room. Clothes, comic books, and papers are all over the floor. When Drake and Keith's eyes met each other, they immediately looked away.

"When was the last time you cleaned?" Keith gently asked Nick. He acted like he doesn't curse him before.

Nick glared at the pretentious Keith in front of him "You were here yesterday, don't act like you're not used to this."

Standing awkwardly there, Nick thought he should give them some space. "I really want to hang out with you two but I think I have to go to the toilet. I'm going to take my time there because my tummy really, really, hurts. Don't wait for me, okay. If you two are hungry, just eat each other-- ah-I mean, go to the kitchen by yourselves and eat something together." He smiled then slammed the door and left.

They smiled at each other and laughed. Keith's heart was about to burst like what happened to his deceased appendix. He can't sit and just do nothing. His love interest is right here in the same room as him and this guy might like him too. He can't just sit back.

So, he picked up Nick's clothes and cleaned.

"Ahh… His room is really dirty, right?"

"Jude's place is even dirtier," Drake said. Then, he also picked up the clothes lying on the floor. "So, how have you been? Have you recovered already?"

"I still have to take some antibiotics, but I think I'm fine now. I don't vomit anymore, it doesn't hurt when I pee, and my bowel movement is also getting better. It just hurts a little when I take a dump." Then Keith remembered how he was pooping when he was rejected… getting dumped when he's dumping. He felt shitty for a bit.

"That's good." Drake gently replied.

When they already put away Nick's dirty clothes, they also picked up the papers into the little bin in his room. They also arranged the comic books and other stationaries.

"Nick said the dogs were going to eat you, is it true?" Keith asked while arranging the pens on the study table that are not used for that purpose.

Then Drake stood beside him and gave him the pen that was lying on the floor. "I don't like dogs. And they don't like me too, so the feeling is mutual."

Then Keith took the pen on Drake's hand but he was unwilling to let go of him. They soon let go of that pen and their hands clasped each other.

"How about me?" Keith asked. His cheeks were blushing. He looked at Drake and he asked this with his eyes getting watery. He boldly asked as if he had never experienced rejection from the same person before.

Looking at the cheeks that he always wanted to bite, Drake kissed them. "I might also be in love with you. Would you believe me if I say that?" He whispered to his ears.

"I fucking want to," Keith answered and kissed Drake's cheek too.

Then, Drake's other hand wrapped Keith's waist. "You got thinner. Are you sure you're okay?"

Drake bent down a little, their foreheads sticking to each other feeling each other's heat.

"I'm not okay," Keith answered and looked directly at the eyes in front of him. "Damn it. Do you really like me?"

Drake pressed his lips onto his. Keith was startled… 'I guess, action speaks louder than words, huh?!' He thought.

It felt like a dream to be in this situation for Keith. He wrapped his hands around Drake's Neck and pulled Drake towards him. Keith opened his mouth just like the main characters in the novels he read. He let Drake's tongue pry into his newly brushed mouth. He wanted to fight back and aggressively taste Drake's tongue too but his head was muddled. He can't think straight. Drake was very forceful attacking his lips and tongue for a long time.

With all his might he pushed Drake so he can take a break and breathe. As soon as their lips parted, a thread of minty saliva connecting their tongues stretched apart. They looked at each other's eyes full of longing and passion.

Drake suddenly carried him and made him sit on the desk. He stood between Keith's legs and hugged him as tight as he could while resting his head on his chest. Keith embraced him too, his tears fell quietly. This time, it's not because of heartbreak or sadness. He felt so happy. It's just that the pen was in between his butt cheeks. He's wearing pants but it still felt a bit awkward. So, he withdrew his hand and took that pen, and threw it on the floor. Drake saw the pen he picked up on the floor roll back to where it was from. It made him laugh. Keith touched his cheeks and asked him "Are you happy?"

Drake smiled nodding his head and saw tears on Keith's cheeks. He wiped it with his hand. "Why are crying?"

Keith then smiled showing his pearl white teeth and dimples on his cheeks. "Because I'm so happy."

"Can you kiss me again like at that time in the hospital?" Drake cutely asked.

"Then, close your eyes first." Keith cutely demanded. Drake did as he was told and waited for that lips to kiss him again. Then, those lips pressed into his forehead. Then, to the tip of his nose. Then his cheeks. Next, a kiss on his chin. Then, when he thought it was going to be on his lips, Keith teased him and bit his ear gently.

Drake blushed at Keith's teasing. He couldn't wait anymore so he took the initiative and kiss him as much as he wanted. Keith adapted easily and responded to Drake's aggressive advances. He even managed to provoke Drake by wrapping his legs around him. Teasing the other when he's being kissed aggressively.

Without noticing how aroused they become, Drake slipped his hands into Keith's shirt, caressing every skin he comes into contact with. Then his finger wandered into the little bean on his chest. Drake pinched it making Keith distracted.

"What the-… Don't touch that place" Keith murmured. His eyes looked down hoping to see what was happening on his chest but his eyes landed on the sight between his legs.

Drake looked at what Keith was looking at and felt happy with the liveliness downwards. "Keith, you're hard." He whispered in his ear.

Keith covered Drake's eyes with his hands, "Don't look. It'll go down soon." Keith was screaming at himself inwardly. How can he be so dumb? He asked. Of course, this is normal. He fantasized about kissing Drake, his mind even wandered on BJ once but he dismissed that thought and kept his fantasies under rated 13. His thoughts wandered into why DC superheroes wear their underwear outside their suits while Marvel superheroes are quite smart and decent because they know that underwear should be worn underneath… Even Spiderman looked like he's an expert in tucking! By analyzing that, his little dude that has gotten up will soon get bored and just sign out on his own because he probably respects the superheroes' clothing preferences.

Drake saw how embarrassed he became. He held one of his hands and led it to his own member that has been very eager for a while already. Keith couldn't see it because of Drake's uniform. But under those pants, he felt a very wild little Drake that wasn't really little. "See, I'm hard too. So, don't be shy." He said and kissed him again.

Afterward, his left hand unbuttoned and unzipped Keith's short pants. It slipped inside and directly touched the pulsating shaft. It was very red, full of blood and vigor. Lust crept into Drake's eyes and looked at Keith. He asked with a grin on his lips, "You really don't jerk off, do you?"

Keith glared at him feeling bullied. "Can you not say that?"

"It's okay. I'll make you feel good. Okay?"

They forgot they were in Nick's room. They're not in their houses. They shamelessly focused on making out.

Drake touched Keith's member with fifteen percent gentleness, fifteen percent love, one percent teasing, and sixty-nine percent lust. The grip was just right to feel the pulse… The speed?... Oh! It's literally, breathtaking! Keith can't help but moan. And true to his family's talent, his moans are loud too. One of his arms held Drake's collar while the other held his mouth. Drake was very cooperative, so he kissed him and trapped Keith's moans in his willful tongue.

Keith has never jerked off before. He doesn't know anything about how it feels like to pleasure yourself. Drake was only touching his shaft but the nerves on his pelvic region sent some chemicals to other nerve cells in his legs and stomach, to his spine, and his brain. He couldn't keep on wrapping Drake with his legs anymore. He couldn't keep up with the sensation until something finally burst out of his ureter. It was a white load of semen, very viscous, quite hot, and very sticky. The sour and fishy smell got mixed into his shower gel scent.

Drake let him gasp for air. Keith rested his head on his chest and the sight downwards made him embarrassed. Drake was still giving his little buddy some attention because even after that outburst, he's still hard. He bit Drake's shoulder, his uniform actually, just to stop his moans. He's loud and he sounded weird. So, he can't let that happen.

After a few minutes, he came again.

Drake took the tissue box from the desk. He wiped tired and satisfied little Keith, and he can't do anything for his shirt that got dirtied. Even his uniform trousers got dirtied too.

Drake raised his shirt that got dirtied. "Uh-oh!" He said. But raising it showed his lower abdomen and his pants. The wild thing there is on the verge of getting berserk. The size was overwhelming.

"How about yours?" Keith asked gulping down his saliva.

Drake smiled, "I might just take care of it on my own. You're so pure. I don't want to scare my boyfriend away."

Keith was overwhelmed. He has no words to say. So, he just kissed Drake's lips like how he did in the hospital.

"Me? Pure? Where?" Keith tried to find purity in himself.

...

He can't.

...

"Fuck that purity. Don't be shy and let your BOYFRIEND show you what I learned from reading smuts."

Question marks appeared on Drake's head. It was quite cute how Keith makes dirty talk… He's not even sure if this is just dirty talk or simply a confession of what genre Keith likes to read. Nevertheless, before he could make up his mind, Keith stood up and kissed Drake. They kissed until their feet led them to Nick's bed. Keith was about to unzip Drake's pants as he made up his mind to try BJ, don't judge... he has been so curious about it this whole time… but Nick suddenly barged in and opened the door.

"Whoa!!! Holy shit!!! Wha-what are you doing in my room?"

Nick was just joking when he suggested them to eat each other, but he didn't expect them to do exactly what he said on his own bed. He just thought they'd kiss once and that's it!

"What the fuck!!" Keith took a pillow and threw it to Nick as if he owns the place while Drake fixed himself.

Nick immediately closed the door before the pillow could hit him. "There's an emergency!!! Your family is at your house already and they're looking for you. Your sisters are outside. Kylie and Kiara."

Keith got annoyed hearing his sisters. They immediately fixed themselves.

"Do I smell?" Keith asked.

"No. It's okay."

"I have to go." Keith looked down on the bulge on Drake's pants. "I'll take care of it next time."

Drake kissed Keith's cheek. "Don't worry about it."

Keith kissed him on the lips. "I love you."

Fuck. Drake hugged him and kissed him again.

Nick opened the door again and complained. "Are you done? When will you be done?"

This time even with Nick's intervention, Drake kissed him as much as he could. Then he said, "You're so cute."

Nick regretted playing cupid. He regretted renting his room to be their love nest. Turns out, he didn't have to pull some strings. He's wrong. Drake isn't neutered at all. They're both in their heat. These fucking dogs!!!

Keith left and Drake had to borrow their bathroom to let off some steam.

Afterward, Nick looked at him with very judgmental eyes. Drake wasn't sure if he is his friend or not. They drank some fruit juice while they were on the veranda. Keith's house was just across them. They could clearly hear women's voices.

"Why are western high school series like this??? Are these high schoolers going to school just to fuck around?"

"Kiara!!! I know you're jealous of them but don't say something vulgar like that! My kids can hear you!!!"

"I was just giving constructive criticism!!! I mean look at them! Keiiiittthhhhh!!!"

The two of them can't swallow any juice anymore and just laughed.

"What the fuck is wrong with you again?!" Keith asked.

"Look at these High school kids!!! They're so shameless, they even do it at scho--- Oh, I'm sorry!!! I shouldn't have involved virgins!!!"

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"Maaaa!!! Keith is red again!!! We should take him back to the hospital!!!"

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"Woah, you talk as if you can relate to them!" Keith rebutted.

"Maaa!!! We really need to take Keith back to the hospital!!!"

"Ma! We really need to admit Kiara to a mental hospital!"

There was a loud commotion coming from their house while the two friends laughed their asses out. When they calmed down, Nick finally talked to him.

"So, you two are going out now finally?"

"Hmm." Drake smiled as he made a sound to affirm the question. "Thank you, man."

"It's nothing. As long as the two of you are happy." Nick actually felt proud of himself.

"By the way, you're welcome."

"Huh?"

"Keith and I cleaned up your room before making out."

"Am I supposed to thank you for that?" Nick's jaw dropped… He couldn't believe how proud Drake is of their shamelessness.