** 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 12: An Eventful Valentine's Day Week
So Monday night comes and Andrew comes back to see me after our tag team match.
"Hey Sam."
"Hey little man."
"You should go home and see what you got for V-Day. A little early present with the help of your mom."
"Really? This should be interesting."
"Yea, I know you'll like it. I'm going out to eat with my brother so I won't be able to talk to you tonight. I'll see you at school, ok?"
"Ok." We shared a quick kiss as he took off from Mario's house. I would go home to find the gift sitting on my bed: a Simeon Rice Buccaneer jersey! I was excited as my mom told me that he had pitched in half to help get it. You know I had to wear that to school.
I got a lot of evil looks (there are a lot of Oakland Raider fans in Colorado), but I was happy to get them. I didn't see Andrew that morning, but I knew I would at lunch. Lunch turned out to be nothing like I planned.
I sat down with my friends as I still had yet to see Andrew. I was talking with my friend MJ when a certain individual started to irk me. Lizzy had a brother, Jeremy, who was a freshman and loved to hang out with us. He kept messing with MJ and I was starting to get a little peeved.
"Jeremy, leave him alone. He said cut it out."
"Mind your own business loser." Things went back to normal for a few minutes until he started messing with MJ again. I know he can take care of himself, but I don't like to see anyone mess with my friends.
"Leave him the fuck alone."
"Or what?"
"Try me and see." I said with anger in my tone. I said it a little louder than intended so it drew the notice of those close to us. I went back to eating in silence. I looked up to see Andrew getting out of the lunch line headed in my direction. He had a big grin on his face as he spotted my jersey. I was just excusing myself from the table to have a chat with him, when Jeremy dumped his pizza and emptied his chocolate milk onto me. I stood up and slammed my fist into the table and yelled fuck really loud. This got everyone's attention as I started to walk off fuming. I got halfway across the room when I turned back around with bad intentions in mind. Andrew tried to stop me as he grabbed me by the shoulder.
"Sam, let it go! It's not worth it."
"Shut the fuck up and get your hands off of me." Andrew took a step back as I turned back around headed to the table. He made a last ditch effort to stop me.
"Sam, for me just let it go." He said as he wrapped his arms around my ribs. I broke the grip and shoved him down to the ground.
"Listen you damn dumbass! Leave me alone." He was shocked as was the rest of the lunch room. I had snapped mentally. All the crap that I dealt with to that point just let loose. I walked back to the table to find Jeremy crying trying to run. I grabbed him by the back of his shirt and slammed him hard into the brick wall. I cocked my arm back and as the fist came flying forward, I felt the weight of the world on my arm...actually it was the majority of my friends. Lizzy loosened my grip and Jeremy took off running as Steve, Sean, Kenny, Craig, and MJ all did their best to hold me back. Lizzy got in my face about what I did and slapped me. That made matters worse as I pushed her into the wall and started to yell at her...for all the crap I had to deal with when "going out" with her. Andrew came again to try and calm me down and I broke free about ten seconds before the security guards would get there. In those ten seconds, I hit Andrew in the face twice and yelled that's what he gets for being an asshole (the incident awhile back). As I went to hit him a third time, the security guards took me to the ground and escorted me to the office. I got cheers from the rest of the lunch room as I managed to hit one of the guards and try to make my way back to finish what I started. The last thing I remember was getting hit in the neck...
I woke to find Jason being held back from kicking my ass. I was locked inside the nurse's room as I felt very stiff in my neck. I looked up to find Andrew sitting across the room with a swollen left eye. I couldn't tell exactly what he was thinking or feeling when he stared back into my eyes. I saw a mix of fear, anger, sadness, confusion, and relieve. Neither of us said a word as I was taken into the principal's office. My first and only time ever being there. We (Andrew, Lizzy, Jeremy, and myself) had to explain what happened and deal with whatever punishment we got. I was still very upset so I was sent home before I could do anything else hurtful to anyone.
I had to deal with my parents when I got home which only led to a big argument before heading down into my room. That night I found out that I was suspended for the rest of the week and the following week. Basically they were giving me enough time to prove that I was able to control my emotions. Mario skipped the next day and we hung out as I told him what happened. For the first time in a long time, I got all my emotions out as he nodded his understanding. After getting it all out, I felt a lot better...but obviously I burned some major bridges that just might not be able to be rebuilt.
"Sam...don't get mad, but I think you really should go see a doctor."
"Whatever...Better yet, you just go home."
"I'm serious. Look at what happened when you lost control of yourself. Things could have been much worse..."
"You think that I don't know that? I did have some control, but the last couple of months finally caught up to me. I didn't know that I was capable of something like that. And anyway..."
"Well let's see what you've caused. Half the school will be scared of you, your friends will, Lizzy and Jeremy will, Jason hates your guts, and Andrew..."
"I can't think about any of that right now. I'll deal with it when I go back."
"Your friends maybe, but you need to try and talk to Andrew..."
"I SAID, I don't want to think about that."
"Look at what you did, Sam. You could have ruined everything the two of you have. Do you want things to end like this? Sam, I think..."
"SHUT UP!" I yelled tossing a remote at him. He took the hint and left my room leaving me to myself. I slept pretty good that Wednesday night which was pretty surprising. Thursday came and I would have my first contact with Andrew.
We were both there for wrestling. I was advised not to have a match by Mike as Mario had filled him in on what happened at school. I would be given a two-week pass until I could get my act together. I wasn't happy about it, but I figured I could use a break to heal up anyway. I was in the back playing PS2 when Andrew walked in.
"Hi, Sam." He said with a whisper. I kept playing as I ignored him. I wanted to enjoy my game and be left alone. He obviously didn't want to give up that easily. He walked up and unplugged the system. "We need to talk."
"No, you need to leave. I don't want to talk to you." Mario came up behind him as I stood to my feet.
"You don't have a choice in this one, Sam. I'm locking you guys in here until you get things worked out. If you don't talk to him, I guess you'll be in here for a long time. I ran to the door as he shut it and locked it. I was a second too late. I sat down on the floor looking up into the light. Andrew stood there for a few minutes until he broke the silence.
"Umm, I don't really know what to say to you Sam. I haven't seen that side of you before. Never knew that it existed."
"..."
"I'm sorry that I tried to stop you. I only made things worse."
"..."
"I guess I kind of deserve the black eye anyway."
"..."
"Why won't you say anything?"
"..."
"Why are you being so difficult, Sam?
"Fuck off."
"Words! Ok, that's a little progress." He said with a nervous laugh. I sat in silence staring away from him. My anger was starting to wear off and I was beginning to realize what I had done. I will be the first to admit that none of that should have ever happened. I shouldn't have attempted to hit Jeremy, shouldn't have shoved Lizzy, and I shouldn't have knocked Andrew to the ground or blacked his eye. I'm not perfect, but even I have things I'm ashamed of. I don't think I would have did that if Andrew didn't help buy that jersey. It had a special value and seeing it get ruined kind of set things off. I also knew what I had to do to try and set stuff right.
"Andrew, I don't know what to say to you."
"You were upset. I can understand...Honestly I thought you couldn't get upset. Nice to see you're human like the rest of us." He said with a laugh. I chuckled nervously as he sat next to me and laid his head in my lap. I couldn't look him in the eye because I didn't want to see what pain I caused him.
"Why do you bother with me? I don't usually get upset like that." I told him about the last time I had got upset (which was back in 1998, but I won't be revealing that incident).
"Sam, I don't know how many times I have to tell you, but I guess I'll keep doing it. I love you! I wasn't expecting what happened either...but I guess that makes us even. You never really got anything back from the other time..."
"And what difference does that make?" I asked curiously.
"I know you aren't a real violent guy. Competitive, yes. I knew that you hadn't really let that go yet because you just tried to file it away. You can't do that with your problems."
"Well that's what I do. Seems to work pretty good..."
"You are so stubborn. Every chance I get to help you, I get pushed away. Not fair...especially when all you want to do is help me. It has to be a two way street."
"Ok. I'll work at it."
"Just know that I'm going to love you no matter what."
"I know that...I try so hard to be the perfect guy for you and I always have to find a way to mess it up."
"Don't you get it? You don't have to be perfect. Hell none of us are. You know I'm not obviously." He said gauging my reaction. "I like you just the way you are. Your looks, mind, uhh other stuff." He finished in a fit of giggles. I couldn't say anything because I had no idea what to say.
"..."
"Sam, just be you. You don't have to change. I don't want you to."
"I'm sorry, Andrew." I said with the tears starting to form in my eyes.
"I know and its ok. Everything will be ok. Just a small bump in the road." He said sitting up and pulling me into a hug. I let loose as I couldn't keep back the tears. I looked up to find him smiling. "I love you and nothing will ever change that...as long as you don't go straight." We laughed as I tackled him to the ground and started to tickle him. He was on his back squirming as I kept up the frenzy. I finally stopped as I laid my head on his chest. It was just a peaceful moment shared between both of us. After awhile, a quick thought popped into my head.
"Andrew?"
"Yea?"
"I...I want to make it up to you." I said slowly and very nervously.
"Ok, we aren't going through this again. I'm not going to make you do this. You don't OWE me anything. I can wait." He rolled me off as he stood to walk to the door. He pulled out a key to unlock it and I walked behind him and spun him into the wall. He started to object until I took control of the situation...one of few times I ever really did. I just felt more comfortable with him taking the lead role. I gave him two pecks on the lips teasing him as I backed off before he could return the favor. Going in the third time, he met me halfway as I started to rub up and down his bare back (oops, forgot to mention he was only wearing jeans). I slowly eased my way down kissing his chest and stomach until I reach the top of his jeans. He was panting out of anticipation. I unbuckled his jeans and slid them down to his ankles. One more piece of clothing until I would be at the point of no return.
As I reached up to pull them down, I paused thinking about what was going to happen. DJ reared back into my mind as I relived bits and pieces of the locker room incident. I was at a crossroad. I knew that sooner or later I was going to have to confront it and move on and this would be the final step. I could hear repeats of his words as I slowly grabbed Andrew's boxers. I looked up to find Andrew looking back with concern. That look was what gave me the strength to go on. It was like he channeled his faith and trust in me with the eye contact. Him believing in me, when I didn't even myself, was the missing piece that I had so badly needed to overcome DJ.
I eased his boxers down slowly as his happy friend flopped out in all its glory. It had been awhile since I had seen one up close. He was 5" long (later found that out) and a little less thicker around than myself. I started to slowly stroke it causing him to emit a light whimper. Before I could give it a second thought, I swallowed him whole as I bobbed up and down. Being the horndog he is, he didn't last long as he called that he was cumming. He shot four times as I did my best to swallow. I savored the taste (his was a little sweet) as I licked around making sure to clean him up. As I was still finishing the job, Mario busted into the room and then froze.
It caught both of us off guard as I still had him in my mouth as Andrew was standing there with his jeans and boxers around his ankles. Mario kind of mumbled something and quickly turned out the room. I did catch a brief glance of his face before he turned away. A look of anger was what I got as he slammed the door. Andrew quickly dressed as I gave chase to Mario. I found him running out to the woods.
"Mario! Wait up!" I yelled as I gave chase. He slowed down, but did not turn his back to me.
"Hey, cocksucker." He said with a sarcastic tone.
"Don't even start. You were the one that locked us in there in the first place." I said as I walked in front of him.
"Yea, but I wasn't expecting you to be on your knees like a damn puppy dog either." I couldn't really say anything after that. When you really look at it, I gave my boyfriend a blowjob in the house of the guy who likes me. A little minor oversight at that moment in time.
"Mario, I'm sorry." I said softly feeling my face blush with the realization of the whole situation from his eyes.
"You bastard! How could you do that in front of me? In my house?" Mario asked. It was dark outside, but the moonlight reflected off the tears that began to form on his face.
"Mario..."
"Just go home. Talk about ripping out my heart."
"I didn't mean for it to happen like that...I just got lost..."
"Leave." I turned around after he said that. I heard him cry and thought hard about turning around until I saw Andrew walking towards me. I was lost at what to do. Stay and comfort Mario or leave and comfort Andrew. Either way I'd lose this time...
**************************************************************************** Let me explain a few things really quick:
1 - Most of the time I'm on msn messenger I'm at work. So at work, there are certain things/topics I can't talk about.
2 - For the last time, I don't want anyone making any passes at me. I've let you know if you are one of those people.
3 - I have gotten pretty behind in returning emails. I'm catching them up and will send EVERYONE a message who has sent me one. I haven't forgotten you.
4 - 30 might not be the magic number to finish this thing. I keep thinking of more stuff to add and I'd hate to leave some key stuff out just to rush it to the end. I'll have a little counter at the very bottom from here on out showing the current max I plan on.
5 - For those of you that want to see a pic or pics of me. I have a myspace page. Just search my email or name or however you want to do it. I'm not completely out yet, so I would appreciate it if no remarks/comments about nifty would be left in my comments section.
6 - Have a happy new year everyone!
Chapter 13: Making A Choice
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