Date: Tue, 20 Apr 1999 14:19:35 PDT
From: Chris P <chrisohio@hotmail.com>
Subject: Chapter 9

	Hello again!  Chris here with another episode in the lives of
Justin and Adam.  Hope you enjoy this chapter as much as you all
have enjoyed the others.  Make sure you keep an eye out for Chapter
10.  Chapter 10 will be the anniversary chapter with a few special
guests.  It might be 2 to 3 weeks before I release it. But it will be
well worth the wait!!
	Oh yeah!!  I want to thank my  home-town-boi   (boy)   Ron
for going through this chapter for me, changing any errors I have
made.  After the advise I have received from some of you, and one
nasty e-mail I received from a nameless person,  I asked Ron if he
would double check my work for me.  The format of the story has
changed a bit for the better so please enjoy!   Thanks "PUNK"!!!


My High School Years
Chapter 9
'Sweet Sixteen'


	It's December 10th and Adam's 16th birthday is now only 15
days away.  Yes, I ended up with a boyfriend who's birthday just
happens to fall on Christmas day.  Lucky bastard!  Not only do I have
to figure out what to buy him for Christmas, but I also have to get
him his birthday present, too.  I guess I could always strip to my
birthday suit and wrap a big bow around me.  That could make up his
Christmas and birthday present all in one!  Nah, he can have me
anytime he wants.  But wouldn't it be funny if  he came down to his
living room Christmas morning and found me laying under the tree with
just a red bow wrapped around me?  God, that would be too funny!

	"Star Fleet Command to Justin on the Enterprise! Would you
mind beaming back down to Earth now!"

	"What?  Hmm... yeah,  what did you say Denise?"

	"Justin. you're zoning again.  I thought that you might want
to come back down to Earth and maybe practice a little?"

	"Oh, I'm sorry.  I just have a few things on my mind."  God,
Denise can be a bitch at times.  Like she never zones out when Brandi
walks in a room, daydreaming about having her face buried between
Brandi's legs!

	"So, what's on you mind?"  Brandon asked.

	"Dude, I have a problem.  Adam's birthday is on Christmas
day.  I have no idea what to get him for Christmas let alone for his
birthday."

	"Why don't you just wrap yourself up and give him you!"
Brandon said with a chuckle.

	"Are you telepathic or something?" I asked him.

	"No!  Why do you ask that?" Brandon replied.

	"Well, it always seems that you come out and say the same
thing I have been thinking."  Brandon just laughed and walked away.
I still think he's weird at times.

	We have exactly one month until the state dance competition,
and Denise and I have yet to come up with a good dance to Cher's
song 'Believe'.  Denise insists on dancing to this song.  I, on the
other hand, have been trying to get her to change it.  She tells  me
that we can't figure anything out because I don't like the song.
Well, she's right!  I HATE IT!  And to top it all off, I received a
letter back from the dance commission saying that they are not really
thrilled about us using Monifah's song 'Touch It'.  They think that
it might be a little to risque and that they hope we don't get
too "wild" with it.  I was surprised that they're even going to allow
the song, so, we had our parents come in and judge our dance to it.
Naturally, they said we need to clean it up a bit.  So, we worked on
it and had them back in and they all agreed with and liked our
changes.

	The three of us began to go through our dance routine
to 'Everybody' when Adam and Christian came walking into the studio.
We were all getting into the dance and the two clowns just had to
start making asses out of themselves.  They both took off their
shirts, came out on the mat, and started shaking their butts in front
of us.  Hmmm.... Christian knows how to move his nice ass real fine!
And then there is my teen god!   I don't care what anyone says, there
is no butt in the world as fine as Adam's! None!

	Denise, Brandon, and I were laughing too hard at our resident
clowns to finish the song, so I walked over and turned off the
music.  Of course, they continued like the music was still playing.

	I walked over behind Adam and kicked him square in the butt.
He turned and said, "Hey buddy!  What was that for?"

	"That's for being such a dick!" I replied.

	Adam just laughed, looked around to make sure no one was
really looking, then said to me sheepishly, "But you love this dick,
don't you?"

	"Yeah, but I still haven't figured out why!"  I started
giggling and turned to walk toward the dressing room and felt Adam's
foot connect to my butt.  He then followed me in, as did Brandon and
Christian.  Sometimes I feel like I have my own little bunch of
groupies.  It's like, when I move, everyone follows.  It bugs me
sometimes.

	Brandon and I hurried and got dressed. We said our good-byes
to Denise, and went out the door and piled into Adam's moms mini-van.
Adam and I sat in the back, of course, and we all headed for my
house.

	We had no school the next day, Friday, because of
parent/teacher conferences. I had asked my parents if Adam, Brandon,
and Christian could spend the night.  They agreed, with the
stipulation that we kept the noise down so my dad could get his sleep
for work.  Well, you know, with four teenaged boys in the house,
there had to be some noise... and there was.

	Cindy pulled up in front of my house, and we all got out.
When we walked in the back door and down the hall into the kitchen,
we found that my mom had a spread of food out on the kitchen table.
There was stuff to make taco's, sub sandwiches, gyro's, and such.
The table and counter was just loaded with food.  Mom was standing
there and told us all to grab a plate and dig in.  Well, she didn't
have to tell Adam twice!  I think he grabbed two of everything on the
table.  I've never seen anyone eat like he does and not gain weight.
It still amazes me to this day!

	Mom told us all to grab a Pepsi out of the fridge and head
down to the basement to where my dad and my Uncle Sean were.  We all
went down to the family room my dad had built in the basement and
took a seat.  My uncle came over and gave me a hug, as he always
does, then went to sit back down over by my dad.  They told us to eat
and when we were finished they wanted to talk to all of us.

	After everyone ate what their fill (with Adam taking a few
more trips upstairs than the rest of us!) we all sat back down to
listen to what my dad and uncle wanted to say.  My uncle started:

	"Ok guys, here's what's up.  Justin, you have become and
excellent dancer, and from what I hear from your mom and dad, you can
sing pretty well, too.  Your mom tells me that Brandon dances with
you at your dance class."

	My uncle looked at the other three, "Which one of you guys is
Brandon?"

	Brandon got up off the floor and walked over and introduced
himself to my uncle, as did Adam and Christian.

	My uncle then started asking us about our dancing and singing
talents.  I was surprised when Christian told him that he had been
taking lessons from a vocal coach back in Texas.  He said he was
looking for a new coach in this area since moving here.  I know Adam
can sing, but he has never had any professional coaching.  I've never
heard Brandon sing, so I can't make a comment on his ability.

	"What's with all these questions, Uncle Sean?" I asked.

	My uncle stood up and walked across the room and sat down
with the four of us on the floor.  "Okay, the radio station I work
for is going to be starting a new contest.  They're going to hold a
show to look for new local talent.  And whoever wins this competition
will get an all expense paid trip to Los Angeles to perform for
several different record companies that are looking for new talent."

	We all just sat there looking at him like a bunch of
dummies.  He wanted the four of us to enter this competition?  He's
got to be out of his flipping mind!  We listened to the rest of what
he had to say.  He told us that the competition would be in March and
that if we were interested, we would have to start practicing now.

I sat there and thought about it all for a few seconds, and then told
my uncle and dad that I had a few questions.  "Dad, how can I be in
this competition? Don't we have to be in Seattle by the first of
February?  And what about the dance competition that I'm in next
month?  I won't have the time to work on both."

	My dad looked at me for a minute then kind of broke into a
smile.  "Justin, your mother and I have been talking about this since
we told you we were going to move.  We have discussed this with your
uncle and we have also talked it over with Adam's mom.  We have
decided that if you want to stay here in Tallmadge to finish out the
school year, you can.  We also have decided to keep this house.  Sean
is going to move in and you will be able to stay here.  He and Cindy
will both have guardianship over you."

	I just sat there starring out into nowhere.  All I could hear
was the words "if you want to stay in Tallmadge to finish out the
school year".  I was in complete shock!  I looked over at Adam and he
looked like I felt.  I couldn't believe what I just heard!  My dad
and Uncle Sean just sat there smiling at me.  I don't know what made
me do it, I haven't hugged my dad in a few years, but I got up off
the floor and threw my arms around him and held onto him tight.  I
felt like I was a five year old kid again, sitting on my dads lap and
giving him a hug.  We need to do this hug thing more often!  Don't
get me wrong.  My dad loves me, and I love him.  He just don't show
this kind of affection.

	After I sat back down we all started talking about this
competition thing.  Uncle Sean had an idea about hooking me up with a
pop group anyway, but after he began talking with my parents about
the friends I run with, he decided that we would try it from
scratch.  I liked that idea better.  I would hate to get in a group
just to be considered the new kid on the block (no pun intended).  I
sat there listening to everyone babble about the idea.  Christian and
Brandon were talking to my uncle as if they were all best friends.
Adam just sat there watching what all was going on, trying to soak it
up.  He had this little smile on his face that just told me he had a
good feeling about everything.

	I got up off the floor and went upstairs to the kitchen where
my mom was sitting talking on the phone.  I walked by her stopping to
give her a peck on the cheek and went to the fridge for another
Pepsi.  I turned from the fridge but then turned back.  I notice that
she had some small bottles of water in there and grabbed one of those
instead of the Pepsi.  I've probably had three gallons of it today,
time for a change.  I walked over to the table and sat down next to
my mom patiently waiting for her to get off the phone.

	After a few minutes my mom hung up the phone and turned to
look at me.  "My baby is growing up too fast!"  She said to me.  I
just sat there and blushed.  My mom moved closer to me and put an arm
around me pulling me into her for a hug.  "Justin, I take it your
father gave you the good news?"  She had a tone in her voice that
made me realize that she didn't think it was that great of news.

	"Yeah, mom, he did.  Thank you!" I replied. "What's wrong?"

	She just sat there looking down at her baby boy cuddled up in
her arms.  This is what I missed about being a little boy.  I can
remember crawling up in my mom's lap and her holding me the way she
is now, slightly rubbing her hand through my hair.

	She sat there a few minutes more rubbing my head and then
said to me,  "Justin, I don't want to do this for anything in the
world.  I want you with your father and me,  but we know how hard it
will be for you to make another school change mid-way through the
year.  No mother in her right mind would feel good about leaving her
15 year old boy behind for so long.  But we think you have grown to a
point that this is a situation that you could handle.  We trust you
and we love you!"

	I sat back up and threw my arms around my mom.  She hugged me
so tight that I thought she might pop my head off from the pressure.
I'm one lucky kid to have such great parents.  I don't know what I
would do without them.  Hell, they've spoiled me rotten!!

	Mom and I sat there a few minutes longer and discussed my
staying behind when they go to Seattle and also the idea my Uncle
Sean came up with.  She thought it was a great idea and hoped I would
go for it and at least give it a chance.  I told her I was going to
give it my full attention as soon as the dance competition was over.
She agreed and told me not to let anything interfere with the dance
competition until it was over and done.

	We sat there talking for a while until my dad came up from
the basement.  He pulled out a chair and sat and talked with us for a
few minutes.  He then looked over at my mom and asked her if they
should wait or tell me the other good news now.  Well, naturally, I
instantly went into little beggar mode.  I wanted to know what the
deal was with this other good news.

	"Well Justin,"  my dad said.  "We are all going to fly out to
Seattle on the 26th of December.  There are a couple of houses that
we want to check on out there.  Then we will fly back from there on
the 29th and go to your Aunt Marta's house outside of Chicago for a
few days."

	"OH GOD, NO!!!!  NOT THERE!!!  ANYWHERE BUT THERE!!," I
thought to myself.  My Aunt Marta has this thing about pinching my
cheeks.  I can't stand it!

	"But here's the good news, we have talked it over with Cindy
and Adam can come with us!"

	I sat there and just starred at them both.  YES!!!!  ADAM
WILL BE WITH ME!!!!   I was just too excited to say anything.  I got
up from the table, gave mom a kiss, patted dad on the back, and
headed for the basement.

	"Hold on Justin!" dad said to me. "We thought that maybe you
might want to give Adam his plane ticket for either his birthday or
Christmas present."  Hey, that's an idea!  It sure as hell would take
care of one of my present buying problems!!

	"Yeah, ok dad, that's great,  I'll do it that way!  His mom
won't say anything will she?"

	My mom reached over and picked up the phone,  "I'll call her
now and let her know not to say anything."  I smiled at them both and
headed back downstairs.



	Two weeks have gone by since my parents told me I would get
to stay here at home when they go to Washington state and that Adam
can fly out with us to look at houses in Seattle and then on to
Chicago.  I have been giddy as hell the last two weeks.   Adam thinks
I went into retard mode or something.  I'm always smiling, hornier
than ever, and I'm happier than I have been for a long time.

	And finally Christmas day is here! Actually it's 2:30am
Christmas morning.  We just got back from midnight mass, and I'm
having a hard time going to sleep.  It's not that I'm excited about
what I'm getting for Christmas, it's that I so damn excited that I
finally get to share my happiness with Adam.  The past two weeks have
been so great. We have had sex at least twice a day and each time was
better than the last.  I think I have worn Adam out!  Denise and I
even came up with a dance for the song "Believe".  We have our dance
competition performance down and are all ready.

	I laid in my bed thinking.  I could feel the sleep monster
biting me in the ass but I didn't want to go to sleep.  Eventually
the sleep monster won the battle and the next thing I knew my mom was
standing beside my bed shaking me to wake up.  She leaned down and
gave me a kiss. "Merry Christmas, time to get up, it's 8:30 and Santa
has been here to leave gifts for my baby boy," she said, smiling the
whole time.

	"Ok, I'm up.  I think you forget that I stopped believing in
Santa Clause a few years ago, mom."

	My mom looked back down at me and said,  "No, I didn't
forget, but it doesn't hurt to think that you're that little boy,
flying down the steps to see what Santa left you does it?"  God,
mothers are so weird about this stuff!

	After getting up and doing the family Christmas thing I went
back up to my room for a minute to call Adam.  "Merry Christmas"  the
voice said on the other end.

	"Merry Christmas!  Can I talk to Adam?"  I asked his mom.
Cindy laid the phone down and I could hear her yell for Adam to get
the phone.  I heard him come running down the hardwood steps at his
house to get to the phone.

	"Hello?"

	"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY
DEAR LOVE OF MY LIFE, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!  Oh yeah, Merry
Christmas too!"  Adam started laughing at the way I sang to him then
added the Merry Christmas at the end.  I thought it was kind of
funny, too!

	We sat there on the phone telling each other what we got for
Christmas.  Adam got to add his birthday stuff, too.  He told me his
mom has always had him open his Christmas presents first, and then
when he was done, she gave him his birthday gifts.  That has to be so
damn confusing at times.  But then again,  it's probably cheaper on
the check book!!

	I told Adam that I had to go because breakfast was ready and
I had to eat.  He told me that they had already had breakfast and to
come over when I was done.  I told him I would be there and that I
loved him, and then we hung up the phones.

	After having breakfast and helping my dad arrange stuff back
under the tree I asked if I could go over to Adam's house for a
while.  My dad said yes but for me to come back to watch the football
game with him this afternoon.  I told him ok and that I wasn't going
to be gone long, and he suggested that I bring Adam over to watch the
game, too.  It's funny, my dad has taken to Adam so well.  I guess
it's because Adam gets into all the sports and stuff.  I'm not a
football fan, I like baseball.  GO TRIBE!!!!  That's the Cleveland
Indians for you non-baseball fans!!

	I ran up to my room and grabbed the packages I had for Adam.
The one I put the plane ticket in was the size of a shoe box.  I put
the ticket on the bottom of the box and stuffed it full of shredded
newspaper.  That was going to be his birthday present.  For Christmas
I took some money I had been saving and went and bought him this
beautiful gold chain with a gold cross.  I had "They Broke The Mold"
inscribed  on the back of the cross.  That was a line from our
song, "God must have spent a little more time on you".  The whole
line should read, "They broke the mold when you came in this world."
I always sing that line to him, so I thought it would be cool to put
at least some of it on the cross. There was no way they could get the
whole phrase on it.

	I grabbed my stuff and headed to Adam's.  When I got there
and rang the doorbell, Adam opened the door, pulled me in, and laid
one hell of a lip lock on me right in the middle of the
foyer.  "Merry Christmas to you too!"  I said to him.

	"Dude, I have been waiting for that kiss all morning."  Adam
said to me with his sheepish little grin.  He walked me into the
living room where his mom, her boyfriend Mark, and Adam's
grandparents were sitting.  Adam introduced me to his grandparents
and they said how glad they were to finally meet me, and that Adam
had told them so much about me.  Adam explained to me later that they
were his dad's parents, that his mom's parents live in California and
he only gets to see them every other summer.  God, that sucks!  Well
at least he gets to see his grandparents on his dad's side.

	After the hello's and stuff Adam and I went up to his room.
The room was dark when we walked in then Adam turned the light switch
on.  The only light that came on was from a Christmas tree he had set
up in the corner of the room.  Adam walked over and put his arms
around me,  "Merry Christmas, buddy!" He said to me, leaning in for
another kiss.

	"Merry Christmas and Happy Birthday!" I said to him, leaning
into him until my lips met his soft pink lips.

	We stood there kissing each other for about 5 minutes when I
realized that I was still holding his presents and that we were
starting to crush them between us. We finally broke our lip lock and
walked over and sat down next to the tree.  Adam reached under the
tree and pulled out two presents for me.  Ok, now I feel bad!  He
went and got two things for me for Christmas and I only got him
one.   Adam handed me the bigger of the two boxes and told me to open
it first.  I in turn handed him the box with the chain and cross in
it.  We both started opening the gifts and I went completely pale.
Adam had went and bought me a DVD player for my computer.  Wait!  I
just got my computer for Christmas.  The little shit was checking up
on stuff to get me!

	Adam tore the wrapping paper off the first present I handed
him and opened the case.  "Damn dude!  You shouldn't have spent this
much money on me!" he said.

	"You like it?"  I asked him.

	"Hell yes I like it!"  he said with the sound of happiness in
his voice.

	"Turn over the cross and read the back of it."  I said to
him.

	Adam took the cross and chain out of it's box and turned the
cross over to read it.  He immediately turned red from blushing.
Adam leaned over and gave me a kiss and said, "Thank You!  I will
always wear it!  How do you like that DVD player?"  he asked.

	"I love it!  I take it my mom told you they were getting me a
computer for Christmas?''

	"Yeah, she did.  I didn't know what else to get the boy that
has everything!" He said with a chuckle.

	Adam motioned for me to open the other box that he had for
me.  It was small, about the size of a RING BOX!  I hurried and open
the gift and I was right.  Adam had bought me this beautiful silver
ring with turquoise in the center of it.  He knew how much I like
turquoise jewelry and wanted to get me this ring.  We had looked at
it in the jewelry store at the mall.  I wonder where the hell he got
the money for it!?  "You like it?"  he asked.

	"Hell yes! Thank You!" I said to him leaning over for another
kiss.  I took the ring out of the box and went to put it on but Adam
stopped me.  He took the ring from me and told me to hold out my
hand.  I held out my right hand and he told me no, he wanted my left.

	I held out my left hand and he started to slide the ring on
my ring finger,  "Justin, I want this ring to be a symbol of the love
we have shared over the past three months.  Although we won't be
together much longer, I want you to know that I will always love you
very much!  And everytime you look at this ring think of me, think of
me here in Ohio loving only you."

	After he said all that I had tears rolling down my cheeks.  I
was speachless.  I moved over next to him on the floor and we just
held on to each other tight.  He was right!  I would have to go to
Seattle eventually.  This is going to be the first time ever that I
hope the rest of the school year goes slow!

	Now there was only one gift left, the "big one" for Adam.  I
picked up the gift and handed it to Adam.  "Happy Birthday, this is
from me and my parents!"  I said to him giving him the gift.  Adam
slowly opened the package and opened the lid.  He started pulling
handfuls of the shredded newspaper out of the box mumbling at me the
whole time.  Adam stopped in full mumble when he saw it.  It was a
small paper folder that had 'United Airlines" written on it.  He took
the folder out of the box and opened it pulling out the airline
tickets.

	"Dude, these are for me?" he asked.

	"Yup!  You're going to Seattle and Chicago with us and we're
leaving tomorrow morning!"  Adam just sat there in shock, he didn't
know what to do or say.  "My parents talked it over with your mom and
she ok'd it.  We're going to Seattle to check out a couple houses out
there then we are flying into Chicago to visit my Aunt Marta."  I
explained to him.

	Adam turned, kissed me, then said. "This has got to be the
best Birthday gift I've ever got.  To be able to spend all this time
out of town with you is, is, I don't know what to say, Justin!"

	I stood up and pulled Adam up with me.  He needed to say no
words.  To have him there with me was enough.  We started to kiss
again and made our way to his bed.  We made love that Christmas
morning.  We made love for the first time, the hundredth time.  We
were two teenage boys so much in love with each other that it hurt.
Yeah, we've had a few bad times, but we've had more than our share of
good times and the best are still yet to come!




	There you go boys and girls!!  I hope you like Chapter 9.
Now everyone that was afraid that Justin would move away from Adam
can put that to rest for a little while anyway.  Stay tuned for
Chapter 10.  The Boys are going to Chicago and you never know who
they just might run into while they are there.  I'll give you a
hint;  They are a couple of fairly popular teenaged boys that have
warmed the hearts of many!  As always,  you can contact me at
chrisohio@hotmail.com      You can find all of the chapters to this
story in the Nifty archives at   http://www.nifty.org     and also
at   http://www.boystoomen.com       Thanks again  everyone!
	
Chris
April 18, 1999