A Wish

Chapter 11 - What now?

Kyle's POV

Kyle unlocked the door and went outside making sure not to open the door too far in order to prevent Jake from seeing his brother in Kyle's bed.
"Good morning, you lazy asshole,"  said Jake as form of greeting.
"Can a man not sleep in peace?" Greeted Kyle in response, whilst closing the door.

"Bro, have you seen my brother around?" Asked Jake as they made their way downstairs. Kyle noted the disaster his house was in and the almost corpse-like bodies sprawled out on any flat-ish surface they deemed comfortable enough before passing out.

"He's probably around here somewhere," replied Kyle, trying not to give away the fact that he indeed knows exactly where the younger boy was."He better be here somewhere, otherwise I'll kick his ass back home once I find him."

The two made their way to the kitchen which was close enough to being classified as a health hazard - there were cups littering the entire place, broken glass on the floor, puddles of God-knows-what, and bodies perfectly occupying anywhere which did not have the above mentioned.

"We need to wake these fuckers up and start cleaning," said Kyle as he started searching for plastic bags. Jake's face morphed into a cynical smile, "Say less, I've got it under control."Kyle already knew what was coming - it always happens this way.

Jake lifted his hands up to his mouth, and yelled, "Everyone wake up! The police is outside!"

In mere moments, what used to be bodies on the floor, were know frantic teenagers running to the closet exit, leaving everything they deemed less important, like shirts or even pants, behind for later collection. "That's a new one," said Kyle as a way of approval.

"What the fuck was that about?" asked Andrew as he walked into the kitchen. "We needed the people to get out - so that's what I did," said Jake, "also, where the hell have you been?"

Kyle saw Andrew's face drop. "He got tired last night, so I took him to the spare room," replied Kyle nonchalantly. "Aww, can my baby brother not handle his alcohol?" mocked Jake.

Andrew flipped his brother off and silently thanked Kyle when Jake turned to grab the broom. Kyle just winked at him. "Let's get cleaning," said Kyle.

The three spent the next hour not just throwing stuff away - which ranged from cups, to empty bottles, to even a used condom or two - and woke anyone up who managed to sleep through the initial wake-up call, and forced them to help them clean. After they got the house back to its former glory, Jake fell down on the couch and stated that he needed a nap.

"Andrew and I are going to take the bags out back," replied Kyle and grabbed the younger boy's hand, pulling him to the kitchen where they had put all of the filled bags. Kyle knew that there were only a few and that he'd be more than able to carry them by himself, but he was burning to touch what was his.

Kyle grabbed all of the bags, but decided to leave the lightest one for Andrew, just to add legitimacy to what he told Kyle. "Follow me," Kyle stated, and led them to the back of the house where the dustbins were. Kyle dumped all of the bags in the bin which was least full and took the bag Andrew was carrying and threw it on top.

Kyle didn't hesitate pinning Andrew to the closest wall he could find, causing the younger boy to yelp in shock. "I missed you," whispered Kyle, their faces mere millimeters apart. Andrew's hands slid up Kyle's back, admiring the solid muscle underneath his hands, "I missed you more."
"That's impossible," breathed Kyle.
"Maybe it is."
"I need to kiss you."
"Before you do that," whispered Andrew, "whats happening between us?"
"I honestly don't know, I just know that I can't get you out of my head... both of them," replied Kyle as he shoved his hard dick against Andrew's stomach.
"You're making this extremely hard for me," replied Andrew breathlessly.
"Don't overcomplicate it. We don't have to label us, just know that you're mine and I'm yours. That's what's happening between us."

Andrew felt a surge of bravery, "Okay... does that mean I can touch... sexually?" After the words left Andrew's mouth, Kyle saw that the younger boy was embarrassed and about to say something - probably trying to take back what he said. Kyle spoke before the younger boy had a chance, "You can touch me whenever you like, however you want, and as much as you'd like," Andrew's face turned a deep red, " and I mean it. If you want to touch me, any part of me, you can."

And Andrew did exactly that, as he grabbed Kyle's hard length through his sweatpants, admiring everything inch of it as he stroked it.

Kyle laughed, "Does that mean I can kiss you now, or am I still getting cockblocked?" Andrew was so concentrated that it took him a few seconds to realize the question was indeed for him.

"You know all the things you said to me?" Kyle nodded, "Yeah, all of them apply to you too." That was all Kyle needed to seal their lips in a messy battle of teeth and tongue.

A/N

Turns out that I am indeed, still alive. I hope you enjoyed it.🫶🏼

Love you always!!