Date: Sat, 25 Feb 2006 17:03:10 -0700
From: Samuel Forte' III <fallenangel595@hotmail.com>
Subject: finding andrew-chapter 18

** This story is a true story, telling of people and events that have taken
place in the last three to four years. I have the consent of the others who
are involved to use them, but no last names will be used for privacy
reasons. This story will focus around two people as they stumble upon each
during high school and find themselves falling for one another. They are
able to survive the trials, tribulations, and difficulties that are thrown
at them and from each other until everything comes to an abrupt end...All
rights to this story are mine (lol well it is based on MY experiences) so
no copying or publishing without my consent!**


			      Finding Andrew
		Chapter 18 - 19th Birthday and Meeting Tim


     I woke up to my mom singing Happy Birthday...something that never gets
old! A good laugh to start off the day as she headed for work. It was
around 7 so I figured I would wake up for some Saturday morning
cartoons. After getting a rare fill of Spiderman and Sonic (what can I say,
I'm still a kid at heart!) and a bowl of Lucky Charms, I was ready to start
my day. Around two in the afternoon, my friend Sean picked me up. Him,
Steve, and Lizzy hung out with me as we basically spent the majority of the
day at the mall. Afterwards, the rest of the group met up at IHOP for
dinner. A bunch of interesting conversations going on, but all in all
everybody had a good time. I think it was a good use of the day since it
got everybody together which had been a rarity since we'd graduated from
high school. I was invited to go to a movie afterwards, but had to turn it
down. There were a few other people that I was looking forward to hanging
out with.

     After I got back I made a phone call to both Andrew and Justin so I
could pick them up.  It really had been awhile since the three of us hung
out as a group. We all went to see a movie (don't remember, but I know it
was a comedy) and afterwards Justin was picked up by his mom.  The night
was still young at 9pm so Andrew had the idea of driving up to Denver and
walking downtown. We had a lot of fun. Even though I ate earlier, we
stepped into an Italian restaurant to eat. Our waiter looked at us a little
funny (I'm sure it wasn't a sight he was used to seeing in a romantic
setting), but I didn't really care. We ordered our food and ate mostly in
silence. He was unusually quiet. I'm sure the doctor visit played some part
in it, but looking in his eyes there was something else that I just
couldn't figure out. On the way back home, he asked me to pull over in the
rest stop. Something about having something really important to show me.  I
pulled over into an isolated area and cut the power.

"Sam. Sorry to be so quiet today."

"No problem little man. What's bothering you?"

"Your cancer. It has me scared." I could see the fearful look in his eyes
as he stared out the windshield. I knew this topic would eventually come
up.

"You don't have a reason to be scared. I hate to be blunt, but we all are
going to die. All this tells me is that when that time comes, the odds are
that cancer will be the culprit. I can't live in fear because of it...just
look at us being gay. Should it be something we should be scared of? I
paused to gauge his reaction as he just sat there with a blank face. "All
I'm saying is you take what life throws at you and make the best of
it. Just because I have it, doesn't mean I'm going to die tomorrow. I'll be
fine and I'll take care of myself. I'm not going anywhere anytime soon."
With that last comment he gave me a smile and we just sat there for
probably half an hour.

"There is one other thing, Sam." He said nervously.

"Yea?"

"I wanted to give you your present." He looked at me with a thoughtful look
as he pulled a wrapped box out of his backpack. I opened and was very
surprised at the contents. Hell, I could see why he was so nervous to give
it to me.

"Wow, this wasn't something I was expecting. Umm, thanks."

"So you don't like it?" He asked quietly.

"Oh no. I definitely like it. I just...wasn't really expecting you to get a
bottle of lube. I know that had to be a little embarrassing at the store."
I knew that he was blushing even though it was pitch black outside. I knew
him too well.

"Yea it was. Hopefully you'll make it worth it though." Now I was
nervous. I knew what he was getting at and I can't say it wasn't something
that didn't cross my mind.  Honestly, we had never talked about that part
of our sex life. Mostly we were content with blowjobs...I had thought of
the current proposition a few times, but I wasn't sure how to deal with it.
I knew that not all gay guys are too keen with the idea of anal sex. It
hurts too much for some, it isn't as enjoyable for others. The only way to
know is try it yourself.

"Do you really want this Andrew? I only will do this if you're ready..."

"Shut up Sam," he laughed. "I want you tonight. I want you to make me
mine."  He said in a lustful tone.

"Are you sure?" He reached over and squeezed my already hard member as I
let out a soft moan.

"I want it as much as you do." He then unbuttoned my jeans and pulled out
my cock through the fly of my boxers and gave me the best blowjob I've ever
had. As he deep throated my member, he managed to strip both of us of our
clothes as he continued to pleasure me causing me to moan and squirm in my
seat. After a few minutes I felt close which he must have known too
(technically he should anyway since we've did that so much BUT that is
another story) because he pulled off and pulled up for a kiss. It was weird
tasting my own precum as he switched it into my mouth. He pulled back and
had a grin on his face. "If you make this hurt, Sam I promise when I return
the favor it will be much MUCH worse." That caused us both to laugh as he
opened up the tube and handed it to me. "I trust you," he said with obvious
discomfort in his voice as we moved into the backseat.

"Don't worry buddy. I'll make sure you're good and ready and take my time.
If you need me to stop just tell me." I lubed up my fingers and his hole as
I worked one finger into his tight hole. It felt like my finger was on fire
with all of the heat around it. I moved it around until I found the spot
and moved it back and forth. It caused Andrew to moan loudly and squirm. I
worked in another finger and eventually a third as Andrew was thrashing
about in pleasure. During this time I had myself lubed on pretty good so I
was waiting on him anxiously.

"...Oh...oh...Sam do it now," Andrew said out of breath. I flipped him on
his back and eased the tip of my cock to his newly stretched hole. I had
him on his back for two reasons: to watch his face while this happened and
also to make sure he wasn't in pain. I slowly slid it in as I saw him
cringe his teeth.

"Want me to stop?"

"No, just hold on a sec." I waited for him to give me the go ahead and I
slid it in inch by inch pausing to give him time to adjust to the pain. I
see why everyone loved this so much. His ass felt like a tight hot glove. I
tried, and I mean really tried to keep it slow, but it felt too good. I
started to slam away as I pulled out leaving in only the head and slammed
back in. We both were moaning in pleasure as I used my other hand to jack
him off. He wasn't able to take much more as I could feel his ass clamp
down on me as he began to moan and shoot rope after rope onto his chest and
abs. I wasn't able to hold on much longer with the tight grip around my
dick forcing me to shoot into him. We kissed and cleaned up as we put our
clothes back on. He fell asleep on my lap as I drove back into town. He
would complain a few days later that he was having a little trouble walking
which caused me to laugh along with his brother and Justin since they knew
the reason. It also was funny that when I dropped him off at home that
night, he had a HUGE wet spot on the back of his jeans...hmm. Back to life
though as things began to change.

     The following Wednesday, I was off BUT got called in to pick up some
supplies from the Broadmoor store. When I got there, Mike and Toby were
talking about some store layout ideas.  They of course dropped their
conversation to let loose with some jokes. I of course laughed it off and
just wanted to get the stuff so I could go back home. That didn't happen
though. Andrew was with me and I introduced him to Mike and Toby as he just
nodded in acknowledgment.  Mike also took a moment to introduce me to some
of his other staff members.  Jason his assistant manager and the other was
the main purpose of me putting this in here to begin with: Tim.

     When our eyes met I was kind of caught off guard. I was surprised in
the sense that his looks reminded me so much of Andrew. Strong firm jaw,
similar eyes, a similar build (I would later find out that he lifted
weights religiously). The only difference was the hair. His wasn't
spiky. They honestly could have passed as brothers. We started talking and
I found out that he was a junior in Palmer. Cool, I thought in the back of
my head. Maybe he could become friends with me and Andrew. We started
talking briefly, but I caught on quickly to Andrew's lack of interest in
talking. I quickly told him we'd talk later (we work together so it was
bound to happen anyway) so I could avoid as much anger from Andrew as
possible. We got the shelves we came for and loaded them into my car. You
knew I was going to hear about Tim on the way back.

"I don't like that guy."

"You don't even know him Andrew. I know what you're thinking and you don't
have to worry about it. I'm not interested in him." That diffused it pretty
quick.

"Ok...Well I do have to admit that he is pretty hot though. Maybe you
should see if he'd be interested in a 3-way." He joked. We laughed and
headed back to the store.  After dropping the shelves off, we hung out at
the mall.

     The rest of November was uneventful. I did make an effort to get to
know Tim better which Andrew despised. He was cool and we hit it off as
friends instantly.  When I couldn't hang out with Andrew or Justin, you
usually could find me with him. Jake was another teen that worked at Mike's
store. I got along with him as well, but there was a bond between Tim and
myself. I could sense it and I also made sure to be very careful around
him.  Let me make myself clear though. I was fully committed to Andrew. I
wasn't trying to stray from the nest so to speak.  It's just that Tim kind
of had that aura about him. He wasn't cocky or arrogant. He was a really
shy person...I picked up on that right away. But there was just this thing
about him. It made me nervous to be alone with him for awhile, but once I
saw how he was (no evil intentions is what I'm getting at), I shut down the
shields. Hmm, my manager got fired at the end of the month (great
timing...right after Thanksgiving and just in time for the mad rush of
Christmas shoppers).  With things being in shambles at my store, I was
actually asked to work at the Broadmoor store until things got in
order. Jason and I switched and I can't say that I was complaining. Andrew
was because he knew that I would really be around Tim a lot. There were
lots of times that he would come to the store to "check" and see how I was
doing. Of course, I was happy to see him, but not for that reason. I think
I had a pretty good track record of being faithful (2 years for those
keeping track). I'm not really the jealous type, but I could see why he
was.  I don't know how many times I reassured him that I wouldn't do
anything.

     Well a couple of nights before Christmas, I was working alone with Tim
and his cousin (Joey) was there as well. Joey is the polar opposite of Tim
personality wise. They were always at odds like brothers, but I know that
they would be lost without each other.  They both smoked (Tim just
cigarettes and Joey a few more addictive drugs) and I never had a problem
with that. I'd been around smokers all my life (hmm, maybe that should tell
me something...) and have never smoked. I didn't mind just standing around
and chatting with them when they did that.  Well, Joey and Tim got into an
argument as we were closing down and Tim kicked his cousin out. Joey hopped
on his skateboard and took off to wherever he planned on going. After we
got everything shut down, neither of us felt like going home so we turned
on the PS2 and played DBZ: Budokai 2...man, or was it 3? Anyway, it's a
fighting game that I sucked at and he was really good at. I kept my cool
though since I really didn't mind the losing. He was becoming one of my
best friends and I was just happy that he wanted to spend time with
me...that sounded really weird.  Understand that I do get attached to my
friends though. So we were playing when the conversation started up.

"So Sam, why doesn't Andrew like me?" He asked still focused on the game.

"He's jealous for whatever reason."

"What does he have to be jealous of me about?" I knew the answer, but just
dropped it. I couldn't think of a logical answer without spitting out the
truth at that point in time.

"So Tim...why don't you date anybody?"

"No girls really interest me right now."

"Oh ok." We continued to play and talked about a few other random things
until it got close to midnight. We played one last match and I came within
a few hits of beating him. After losing I slumped to the ground mocking
agony as I laughed away another loss. I playfully threw the controller at
him which started a wrestling match. He was a little stronger than me, but
I AM a wrestler. I quickly gained the upper hand before things got too far
out of control. As I had him forcefully pinned down to the ground, I could
see that his shirt had fallen over his face...I couldn't help but look and
quickly felt guilty afterwards. He was very developed and I could see that
his boxers were a little low. Before my mind could even process any dirty
thoughts, I let him go and quickly turned around a little embarrassed. He
grabbed me from behind to tackle me, but he sensed the energy had left my
body. He let me go and proceeded to close down the store. I knew nothing
had fully happened, but I felt bad that if I wouldn't have let him go that
things could have gotten worse. I didn't get the sense that he was gay, but
I also didn't get the sense he wasn't. This was a situation that I wasn't
sure how to handle since it wasn't something I was really used to. I guess
the shields would have to go back up. We chatted as I took him home (he
didn't have a car yet). I was nervous, but did a good job of hiding it. We
were both teenagers so being playful was something that always
happened. After dropping him off, I went straight to bed. I needed some
time to sort some things out.

     Christmas was fun. I got Andrew some games along with a shirt he had
been hinting at for the last few months. I also got Justin a few things as
well. I always tried to take care of my best friends. I did notice
something though. The last few days of the month, Andrew had been acting
very different. He was a shell of his former self. I didn't know why and
neither did his brother. We tried to get him out of it, but it seemed like
a lot of times we weren't even there. My first though was that he was
getting suicidal, but that wouldn't be the case. On the 3rd of January, I
went over to his house after work. We were in the middle of getting ready
for inventory so instead of getting off at 9:30, it was more like 11. I
snuck in his window as he had his window open watching TV. It was odd since
it was really cold (around 20 degrees...below freezing for you that keep
track in Celsius) and he was sitting on top of his bed with just boxers
on. I closed the window after getting in his room and he seemed lifeless. I
pulled back the sheets and forced to get under as I did as well.

"Andrew you have to talk to me. What is up with you? You haven't been
yourself lately."

"Sam, there is something I need to know." He said looking up into my eyes
as he rested his head on my chest.

"What?"

"Would you ever leave me?"

"Of course I wouldn't. I love you." Neither of us used the l-word much, but
we knew that the other felt the same way so we didn't need to say it.

"What if I died?" That question caught me off guard.

"What the hell? What kind of question is that?"

"I just need to know, Sam."

"What do you mean?"

"If I died, would you move on to another guy...like Tim?" He was very
worried about him obviously.

"Andrew...Tim is just a good friend and you know that. Yea, I admit that he
is good-looking, but so are Mario and Justin. I am lucky because I have
you. The perfect boyfriend, the best looking guy in the world, and you are
all that I will ever want and need. I could never see myself with anyone
else ever." That had caused both of us to cry.

"I need you to promise me something."

"Anything..."

"Promise me that if I die, you'll never date another guy."

"I promise, Andrew." We sealed it with a kiss which led to much more for
that night. We made sure to keep quiet to not wake his parents as we
repeated the backseat events from my last birthday. As we laid together I
felt a very strange presence. Suddenly his demeanor changed, his body
became very cold, and he went back into his quiet mode. It was like I
wasn't even there. I didn't understand it. Was he mad at me? Did I do
something wrong? Was it people at school? I cried as I drove home that
night. Little did I know what I would be in store for the next day. My
world was about to be changed...

*****************************************************************************

Sorry for the extremely late update guys and gals. No excuses, and I will
assure you that work on the next chapter is going good. It was supposed to
be a short chapter, but I decided to combine it just like I have done with
the last two updates. Gives you more to read.  Well, this next chapter will
signal the end of Part 2 of the series. Today is the first day, I've really
had a chance to check my email and I don't think I'll be able to catch back
up this time. 172 regarding the story!!! I'll try to come up with a plan,
but I'm not really sure that I'll be able to get back replies to
everyone. I'm not even sure where I left off with some of the people I have
been chatting with since Justin (cough cough) didn't unmark the ones he
printed out (sighs) :(

Also, I want to thank him for helping me out the last few weeks (both
physically and mentally).  Won't have a better friend in the world. For
those of you that don't know, I went to see Brokeback Mountain (1st time)
alone. I got into an argument with a few gay-bashers during the movie and
was jumped afterwards. I'm fine now and am happy to be back on my
feet. Just a few bumps and bruises so nothing to worry too much
about. Thankfully, the rest of my "health" is in good shape. Cancer is
under control at the moment and I have my right arm free again (that will
be explained later).

I know I have more to say, but my mind is pulling a blank right now...well
I guess I should say this. This next chapter is one that I would prefer no
responses to. I have enough emails to answer as it is, and I don't want to
have to answer any about this one at all.  Thanks for the recovery/best
wishes from you guys and I'll be working away at the next chapter. 80
percent done and I'll get it out as soon as I'm finished. 18 down, 12 to
go!

Chapter 19: January 4th, 2005 and the Aftermath