Fic: Happy New Year
Title: Happy New Year
Author: bjfangirl
Pairing: Drake/Josh (Drake & Josh)
Rating: R
Warning: Step-cest, slashiness.
Summary: Drake and Josh ring in the New Year.
Diclamier:I don't own the boys or the show. That belongs to Dan Schneider. I just like watching them.
A/N: This is my first ever D/J fic. But I felt inspired by the movie last night (I mean, really, you can't get much more slashy without actually showing them making out...). So, hope you like it.
"Happy New Year "
The only sound in the room is the soft moaning of a dark haired boy, surrendering to a smaller auburn-haired boy. The only thing illuminating the room is the glow from the New Years' Eve countdown on the TV, which is muted and forgotten in the heat of what they boys are doing to each other.
"God, Drake," Josh says, his hands grasping the sheets in an attempt to not force his lover's head down onto his overly-stimulated erection. "Drake, please..."
Drake looks up and gives his brother an evil grin. "Uh uh, Josh. Remember what you told me last week?"
Josh searched his mind, trying to remember what he could have said to Drake to deserve this torture. It wasn't easy considering the lack of blood and oxygen in his brain. Then it came to him.
Drake was trying to show him how to 'pop' correctly by using his own finger and inserting it in Josh's mouth. This might not have annoyed him as much as it did if they weren't in a house with five chilren. But they were, so it did annoy him greatly.
He swatted Drake's hand from his mouth.
"Never put your finger in me again!" he spit out.
Well, shit. The one time Drake listens to him, he picks that. That is just like him.
Josh gulps loudly, trying not to scream at his lover's oral skills. "Mmm...Drake, I didn't mean it, okay? I wasn't thinking, now come on," the larger boy pleads. He wants to come now, needs it.
Drake glances at the screen across the room, and sees that the thirty second countdown has started. He sucks on his finger, and slowly pushes it inside Josh. He continues the blowjob he started, using all his skill to bring the other guy to a climax by the New Year.
'5...4...3...2... and
"Oh, Drake," Josh screams out as he fills Drake's mouth with his warm, sticky treat. He breathing showly returns to normal as Drake climbs back up and to kiss Josh, feeding some of his seed back to him in the process.
"Happy New year, Brotha..." Drake smirks. "You know, they say what you do at New Years', you do all year long."
"Well, then," Josh replies with a smile," I guess I take back what I said last week. Feel free to put your fingers in me for the rest of the year."
He pulls Drake in for a kiss to celebrate the beginning of a New Year.
Author: bjfangirl
Pairing: Drake/Josh (Drake & Josh)
Rating: R
Warning: Step-cest, slashiness.
Summary: Drake and Josh ring in the New Year.
Diclamier:I don't own the boys or the show. That belongs to Dan Schneider. I just like watching them.
A/N: This is my first ever D/J fic. But I felt inspired by the movie last night (I mean, really, you can't get much more slashy without actually showing them making out...). So, hope you like it.
"Happy New Year "
The only sound in the room is the soft moaning of a dark haired boy, surrendering to a smaller auburn-haired boy. The only thing illuminating the room is the glow from the New Years' Eve countdown on the TV, which is muted and forgotten in the heat of what they boys are doing to each other.
"God, Drake," Josh says, his hands grasping the sheets in an attempt to not force his lover's head down onto his overly-stimulated erection. "Drake, please..."
Drake looks up and gives his brother an evil grin. "Uh uh, Josh. Remember what you told me last week?"
Josh searched his mind, trying to remember what he could have said to Drake to deserve this torture. It wasn't easy considering the lack of blood and oxygen in his brain. Then it came to him.
Drake was trying to show him how to 'pop' correctly by using his own finger and inserting it in Josh's mouth. This might not have annoyed him as much as it did if they weren't in a house with five chilren. But they were, so it did annoy him greatly.
He swatted Drake's hand from his mouth.
"Never put your finger in me again!" he spit out.
Well, shit. The one time Drake listens to him, he picks that. That is just like him.
Josh gulps loudly, trying not to scream at his lover's oral skills. "Mmm...Drake, I didn't mean it, okay? I wasn't thinking, now come on," the larger boy pleads. He wants to come now, needs it.
Drake glances at the screen across the room, and sees that the thirty second countdown has started. He sucks on his finger, and slowly pushes it inside Josh. He continues the blowjob he started, using all his skill to bring the other guy to a climax by the New Year.
'5...4...3...2... and
"Oh, Drake," Josh screams out as he fills Drake's mouth with his warm, sticky treat. He breathing showly returns to normal as Drake climbs back up and to kiss Josh, feeding some of his seed back to him in the process.
"Happy New year, Brotha..." Drake smirks. "You know, they say what you do at New Years', you do all year long."
"Well, then," Josh replies with a smile," I guess I take back what I said last week. Feel free to put your fingers in me for the rest of the year."
He pulls Drake in for a kiss to celebrate the beginning of a New Year.