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"Alright mom, my homework is done! Can I please talk to him?!" I screamed out of my room, closing my Chemistry Textbook and stuffing it in my backpack.

"I suppose so…but don't let me find out you didn't do anything!" a female hollered back. I stretched idly in my spinny chair and got onto my messenger account. And sure enough, there he was. Said he, was my online crush. Said he, was a bassist without a band. Said he, was a boy named Ashley Purdy.

When I had first met him, I didn't expect things to go like this. First, we met on a site that I never go on anymore, then we connected on Messenger, seeing as it was, I had no facebook at the time. And when I received a laptop for my 17th birthday, I received the right to gain a facebook profile. My mother was against the entire array of misbehavior, being as it may, she was the calm and protective one. My father on the other hand, being a former roadie himself, he knew what I wanted, and he was totally for it. That's why for my 15th birthday, I got my snake bites with him. My mother was furious but made a compromise, letting me keep the silver ring on the left side of my lip, as the one on the right grew closed. Oddly enough, when I wanted to die my hair black, she was the one who said go for it…I'll never understand women.

Back to my story on how we met, I opened a theatrical request topic for different scenarios for my caped caper superhero, on a website I used to go on daily, seeing as it was getting pretty popular thanks to my writing style. Out of the blue on late July night, he messaged me a simple phrase. 'Hi.' This made me smile, seeing that I had no friends on, or offline, I responded back, 'Howdy ^-^' and it took off from there. We arranged little dates on when we would talk, from 3 in the morning, to 4 in the evening, whenever we talked, my feelings for him grew, and one day, he confessed his crush, and I happy agreed. After 3 months of talking he became my boyfriend. Today six months after confessing our love for each other, today was the day where we would talk to each other, on the phone, for the first time.

From what I knew of Ashley, he was from Missouri, south of my little Ohio, but it wasn't too far off. He has raven hair, just past his shoulders, and that he had shaved a portion of his right temple to show rebellion for his mother, I bet she was happy. He had brown eyes; he described them as chocolate milk brown, but in my fantasies, I would describe them more as a sweet caramel brown…that and I don't care too much for chocolates. He sent me a picture of him and his dogs, Tokyo and Killer, who were absolutely adorable and I sent him a picture of my cat, without me realizing my mistake. He laughed and said I 'cat-astrophically purrfect :3' and then I sent him of one of me and my batman stuff, like I had planned, and he said four words. 'Marry me facebook NOW.' And as soon as I made a facebook and told him about it, I happily engaged him. Then I gave him my phone number.

"Mommy…I'm so scared! What if he doesn't call! What if he thinks I'm some giant pedophile because of my voice?" This was true. My voice for a seventeen year old boy was quite deep, but that didn't stop him from calling. One ring. Two ring. My mother picked up the phone.

"It's for you, sweetie," she smiled and handed me the phone.

"Hello?" I asked into the receiver, wish my fantasies hadn't exploded in my face.

"Andy?" Someone's rich velvety voice asked.

"Yes?" I gulped nervously as there was a dead silence.

"Wow, you have a really deep voice…oh… this is Ashley…by the way…" I could tell he was blushing by the pauses in my statements. I smiled and took the cordless phone into my bedroom, where it usually inhabited. "Are you there?"

"Oh, yeah…I guess I'm just kind of nervous."

"I didn't expect my future husband to sound like that…I thought it would be a little more…?"

"High pitched?" I asked.

"Exactly."

"Well, do you want me to sound like this?!" I asked in my Lightning Thunderstein voice. Lightning Thunderstein was a fictional character that my best friend Chance and I made up. Apparently, he is a Jewish man who enjoys to rock and roll. Laughter exploded on the other end.

"Dude that was legit! Wait…that sounded really familiar like-"

"Lightning Thunderstein?" Had he heard of me?
"Oh my god yes! Wait…you're ANDY?! From Chance and Andy. You're shitting me."

"I shit you not my friend; I am the infamous Andy Biersack from Chance and Andy."

"You're a legend man! I love Lightning! But I have a question for you."

"Shoot."

"Do you tolerate almost anybody's religion?"

"Most especially, the black ones!" I said as Lightning again. We shared a laugh and continued talking for awhile until he rushed a brief message.

"Shit, dinner's ready." I sniffed the air, which smelt of spaghetti and garlic bread, "Mine too. Talk to you tonight?"

"On the phone?" his voice pleaded

"Sure, why not."

"Thank you so much And- OKAY! MY JESUS CHRIST LET ME HANG UP THE DAMN PHONE!" Beep.

That phone call was the best time of my life. I pranced down the stairs, and waltzed with my mother in the kitchen, she gladly danced with me. "Gosh, son, have you turned gay on me?" My father laughed walking into the room.

"Daddy, I've been gay for awhile!" I smiled, dancing with him too.

"I take it that phone call went well," he whispered to my mother. I didn't care what they thought. I finally talked to the boy of my dreams. I pranced around spinning and singing the melody to 'Greensleeves'.

"I guess so!" she laughed, watching me dance like I was with Sandra in her green bedroom again, laughing like a drunken idiot. After much protest, I positioned myself in my dinner chair, placing my fork in the reddened pasta and twirled it around until placing the silver plated fork into my mouth. My parents and I had decided to talk about Ashley and what I wanted to do when I was older. My mother knew I had a promising singing career ahead of me if I wanted to go that route, but my father also admitted that I would make a pretty decent stripper, seeing how agile my body was. My mother thought that was a terrible idea and decided it was parent arguing time. When I returned to my bedroom, I saw Ashley's name blinking on the phone. I answered it, until my mother abruptly told me to go to bed.

I staggered up to my room, exhausted from the arduous day of my performing arts school. I placed myself in the throne that was my desk chair, unlocking my laptop, and launched Google Chrome to the facebook login page. I logged on and I saw I had 1 message and 9 notifications, all from Ashley, except for one. That one was from my friend Matt on how our relationship was cute…I looked at the post with a puzzling glance. Curiosity killed the cat, the cat being me, and clicked the link.

Ashley Purdy > Andy Biersack
Look baby! I got the outline for my OUTLAW tattoo I can't wait until it gets filled in! xoxo -OUTLAW
Attached to it was a picture of him shirtless was holding a sign above the outline that said, 'Andy's' Andy's outlaw. I right clicked the image and saved it as my new background photo for my laptop. Going down my news feed, I heard, 'RING'. I looked at the caller ID. Ashley. I eagerly pressed the green phone symbol on the left side of the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey sexy boy, did you see my pic?"

"Andy's outlaw?" I questioned, already seeking the known answer.

"Correct my fine fellow! It hurt so bad! I wish you were there so I could have had some comfort! The only bad thing that came from it was I had a raging boner afterwards!" He quickly restated, "I mean…I had…my…It hurt really badly."

I snickered, "And you are sharing your purdy parts with me…why?"

"Because I love you Outcast, don't you love me?"

"I do! Very much so! Hey, you know what…we should Skype."

"Do you want to right now?" he curiously inquired.

"Hold on…" I put my phone down on the desk to look for my webcam, which was in a drawer.

"Sure!"

"Yay!" he cheered, hanging up the phone. I saw my Skype icon glow orange as it said, 'Unknown video call' I clicked it and saw the ID, Ashley. I plugged in my camera and pressed except. Instantaneously, I saw a picture of my beautiful Outlaw…with a pink filter. "Andy?"

I expressed my amusement by laughing as my face came into my cheap camera's focus. I turned on a light so he could see me better. "Ashes…why is your filter pink?"

"I don't know, I think my cousin broke it…" He looked beautiful none-the-less. His hair, as well as mine, where put up in messy pony tails, except for our fringes. I had my Batman blanket was pulled up to my mouth, while he had a hello kitty wrapped around his shoulders. He observed me shiver. "Cold?"

"Extremely." My teeth clattered. I turned my camera outside, where a blanket of white fluff inhabited the ground.

He laughed, "You're so cute!"

I saw him blush for the first time, "I try baby…So, what where you saying, on the phone? About your…you know…" I asked, trying to get more out of him. "I mean, you are the one that brought it up!"

"Oh…um…" He was turning a deeper crimson, "I got my outline done and the pain was a major turn on I guess…masochistic much? But I had a boner by the time I was finished…though my pants where loose enough to conceal it. Do you want to see it?" He saw my eyes widen as I turned a shade of crimson, "The tattoo! The tattoo…would you like to see the tattoo?"

By that time, he had gone burgundy…one of my intimate fantasies was being told to me…'Let's see how far we could go with this'. I looked at the time; 12:21…my parents were sure to be asleep, so this was the perfect time to carry out my scheme. I stayed silent for awhile before I heard the snoring of my father and Ashley. "Andy? What's up?"

I bit my lip, looking back at him, "Nothing…just a bit frisky, I guess."

I saw a glint of evil in his eyes. "Are you implying, Andrew, that you're acting like a horny devil?"

"What are you gonna do? Punish me?" I asked, as sexual as I could.

"I may have to if you're not careful…" he said, unfasten his shirt. I watched it fall to the floor, "Can you see it?" I did see the outline. It was thick black, in old western block letters. The way he adjusted his camera, I also saw his pelvic lines.

"Ashes, your camera is a little low." I nervously stuttered.

"I know." He winked, pulling the camera back up to his face. I could feel my boxers growing a little less roomy.

"So how did you get rid of your erection earlier?" I asked, trying to keep to my sexual escapade.

"What do you think I did?"

"I don't know…can you show me?" He bit his lip and pulled the camera down again, making my boxers tighter than they were, if that was even possible. I saw him unbutton his pants, watching them fall to the floor, keeping his boxers on.

"Hey Andy, you know what would be hot?" He said, putting his face in the camera's lens.

"What?" I wasn't really focusing on anything other than him.

"If you did it with me." He smiled as I did.

"Fine." I removed the blanket, revealing my two sizes to large shirt and my black boxers.

"No wonder your freezing sweetie!" I swear I saw him lick his lips as the words flowed off them. I winked at him as I brought my finger rest on my lip. "What do I do now?"

He grinned and make a gesture to take my shirt off. I slipped the fabric down, draping it over my shoulder, and then pulled my head out of the circle neck space. I felt it fall completely off. "Hold on." I got up and locked my door and put a chair under it, just in case my parents woke up.

"You look so beautiful Andy…the moonlight through your window, reflecting off your skin is perfect ecstasy." He cooed. I heard 'The Drug In Me Is You' start to play in the background. I licked my finger and pulled it down my neck and ended just below my collarbone. 'That's right, Andy…give him a show!' He let out a soft groan he cleared his throat, obviously trying to hide the pleasure I was giving him.

"What my darling, you don't want me?" I asked, pulling fake tears out of the corner of my eyes.

"Don't do that my dear, you're beautiful…I just wish you were here." He placed his hand on his crotch, "You wanna see it?"

I stuttered, "Y-yes please." I had only seen one other person's penis. And that was my ex's. We were going to do it before I chicken out. He wasn't going near my ass with that thing! Anyway, I shook my head and focused on Ashley, whose fingers were slipping into the hem of his boxers, pulling them down slowly. I felt like my eyes were going to bulge out of my head. The boy was big…like porn star big. I gulped loudly, and crossed my legs quickly, trying to conceal the erection I had.

"You're reaction was…different." He replied.

"What do you mean?" I knew I was his first boyfriend, and that he had lost his virginity 4 months before we met to some whore.

"Well, Kina's was a little more 'OMG it's big let's fuck!', which is what I was expecting." He confessed.

Confusion swept over my face, "You're welcome?"

He let out a quick breath of air in amusement, "Nevermind. You don't think it's…bad, right?"

"No!" I retreated, "It's perfect it's just….it's big, that's all."

"Can I see?" he asked, wanting the same gratification. I nodded and slowly pulled down my boxers, along with the lace I secretly accustomed myself to. I felt really awkward naked. I didn't even like being nude by myself, let alone having someone watching me.

"Did I see lace?" he smirked at my nod, "Classy. You're not too bad yourself, my angel!"

"Shall we continue," I seductively inquired.

"Yes please!" Ashley panted, "I'm really…"

"Hard?"

"Correct." He placed his hand on his own manhood and started stroking it, "This is what I did to get rid of it-Aaah!" He rolled his head back in pleasure. I voluntarily placed my hand on my length and stroked it, turning into a strawberry.

This went on for about five minutes, then I realized I had stuffed my mouth with my shirt and used my boxers to clean up the creamy clear liquid from off my legs and computer desk…no one else was going to use it, I guessed. "Andy..." I heard Ashley pant, "That was amazing…"

I smiled and kissed my fingers and placed it on the camera lens, "Just perfect!"

"This reminds me…I'm moving!" Ashley eagerly smiled.

"Where?"

"I can't tell you, it's a secret! But there is going to be snow!"

"Are you moving far away?" Concern that I may never see my baby again struck me.

"Nope, it's closer than you think!"

I let out a cat yawn and stretched, "Tired?" he asked, tilting his head to the side.
I nodded, "It's the first day of winter vacation and I'm already tired at 1 AM…there's something wrong with me!"

He laughed, "That's why I'm homeschooled! I never have a bed curfew!" He saw my head on my chest as I lightly snored. "ANDY!"

I abruptly woke up, "Sorry…"

"Here, why don't you go to sleep, and I'll hang up when I know you're asleep." I nodded at his offer and flopped on my bed, which was visible from the computer. I closed my eyes and somehow drifted off to a land where Ashley was right next to me, connecting his arms around my waist.

***

My eyes fluttered open, staring at the Skype screen, still open. Ashley was still on my computer, his arms blocking most of his view. 'Poor thing fell asleep…' I smiled and closed my eyes until I heard. "SHIT!"

I kept them closed after realizing it was Ashley. "Auntie's gonna kill me…but at least my angel was safe." I heard a click as the Skype screen went black and my computer went to hibernation mode. I smiled and pranced downstairs after smelling bacon.

"Mommy, I skyped with Ashley last night…" I mumbled, hoping that she wasn't mad at it.
"Is he what you want for Christmas?" she joked. Ever since I came out to her, she's been making the 'I want a boy for Christmas' joke.

"As a matter of fact, he's what I want for my birthday instead!" We shared a smirk as she sat me down at the table.

"You and Ashley are going to be perfect for each other…when are you going to go to Missouri though?" she asked.

I sighed, "He's moving away. But he said it wasn't going to be too far away, and there's going to be snow."

She held my hand and said, "At least he told you." I nodded and shifted my bacon around before wolfing it down with my eggs and toast.

"I know, but mom, what if he's moving to like New York?!" I asked, feeling tears in my eyes as I swept the thought from existence.

"Honey, I think he would have said, 'I'm going to New York' and not 'I'm moving closer'"

"True…" I pondered

"Why don't you come with me to the bakery…to pick up your cake?"

"Sure…can I get dressed first?"

She smiled and dialed a number on the phone, "Alright dea- hello, this Amy Biersack…I ordered a cake for pickup…"

***

"Ashes…what does that have to do with anything?" I asked, in a shopping center with my mom.

"I want to know what you're wearing!" he urged. 'Damn' I thought, 'He must really want to know'.

My mother explained to me that we were going to pick up a Christmas gift- er…birthday gift for me…did I mention it was Christmas day? Well, it is. I told Ashley earlier that I was going to a bakery for my birthday cake. "Um…I'm in a purple and black scarf…a black hoodie with my KISS shirt showing through, black skinny jeans, platforms and a cellphone attached to my face."

"Andy, you know how I said I was moving? You know somewhere close?"

"Yeah," As my body moved into the bakery, I heard two bells; one coming from the bakery door, the other through the phone.

"I was talking about closer to you." I heard a voice, not through the phone say. I saw a person glide over to me; his raven hair, except his fringe in a pony tail, a black shirt under a black leather jacket, matching his black skinny jeans, and black cowboy boots. A star necklace hung around his neck. I went further up and noticed his face… those caramel brown eyes…

"ASHLEY!!!" I screamed, hugging the boy. His arms wrapped around my waist. My dream last night wasn't a dream anymore…it was a reality. "Oh my god, it's really you!"

"Hey Outcast." He smiled, not letting go. He smelt like cinnamon rolls and cherries.

"I thought you were moving away…like to the east!"

"Why would I do that? I told my aunt about you and after much controversy with my mother, she agreed I could move in with her in Cincinnati!" He pulled me away. He was even more beautiful in person.

"Mommy!" I called, "Forget the cake! I have my birthday present!"

"Why do you say- Is that Ashley?" she asked, as he crashed his lips into mine. "I'll take it as a yes."

"You're birthday present is right here actually." Ashley said, removing something from the back of his neck and taking it out of his shirt. A silver batman charm hung from a black chain. "Happy birthday Outcast."

I felt tears come to my eyes as kissed him. "Outlaw…This is perfect!" I choked out as he struggled to hook the chain on my neck. I took the bow from the top of my cake, and placed it on his chest. "But this year, you're my gift."

;) (Wink) — Description
"Alright mom, my homework is done! Can I please talk to him?!" I screamed out of my room, closing my Chemistry Textbook and stuffing it in my backpack.

"I suppose so…but don't let me find out you didn't do anything!" a female hollered back. I stretched idly in my spinny chair and got onto my messenger account. And sure enough, there he was. Said he, was my online crush. Said he, was a bassist without a band. Said he, was a boy named Ashley Purdy.

When I had first met him, I didn't expect things to go like this. First, we met on a site that I never go on anymore, then we connected on Messenger, seeing as it was, I had no facebook at the time. And when I received a laptop for my 17th birthday, I received the right to gain a facebook profile. My mother was against the entire array of misbehavior, being as it may, she was the calm and protective one. My father on the other hand, being a former roadie himself, he knew what I wanted, and he was totally for it. That's why for my 15th birthday, I got my snake bites with him. My mother was furious but made a compromise, letting me keep the silver ring on the left side of my lip, as the one on the right grew closed. Oddly enough, when I wanted to die my hair black, she was the one who said go for it…I'll never understand women.

Back to my story on how we met, I opened a theatrical request topic for different scenarios for my caped caper superhero, on a website I used to go on daily, seeing as it was getting pretty popular thanks to my writing style. Out of the blue on late July night, he messaged me a simple phrase. 'Hi.' This made me smile, seeing that I had no friends on, or offline, I responded back, 'Howdy ^-^' and it took off from there. We arranged little dates on when we would talk, from 3 in the morning, to 4 in the evening, whenever we talked, my feelings for him grew, and one day, he confessed his crush, and I happy agreed. After 3 months of talking he became my boyfriend. Today six months after confessing our love for each other, today was the day where we would talk to each other, on the phone, for the first time.

From what I knew of Ashley, he was from Missouri, south of my little Ohio, but it wasn't too far off. He has raven hair, just past his shoulders, and that he had shaved a portion of his right temple to show rebellion for his mother, I bet she was happy. He had brown eyes; he described them as chocolate milk brown, but in my fantasies, I would describe them more as a sweet caramel brown…that and I don't care too much for chocolates. He sent me a picture of him and his dogs, Tokyo and Killer, who were absolutely adorable and I sent him a picture of my cat, without me realizing my mistake. He laughed and said I 'cat-astrophically purrfect :3' and then I sent him of one of me and my batman stuff, like I had planned, and he said four words. 'Marry me facebook NOW.' And as soon as I made a facebook and told him about it, I happily engaged him. Then I gave him my phone number.

"Mommy…I'm so scared! What if he doesn't call! What if he thinks I'm some giant pedophile because of my voice?" This was true. My voice for a seventeen year old boy was quite deep, but that didn't stop him from calling. One ring. Two ring. My mother picked up the phone.

"It's for you, sweetie," she smiled and handed me the phone.

"Hello?" I asked into the receiver, wish my fantasies hadn't exploded in my face.

"Andy?" Someone's rich velvety voice asked.

"Yes?" I gulped nervously as there was a dead silence.

"Wow, you have a really deep voice…oh… this is Ashley…by the way…" I could tell he was blushing by the pauses in my statements. I smiled and took the cordless phone into my bedroom, where it usually inhabited. "Are you there?"

"Oh, yeah…I guess I'm just kind of nervous."

"I didn't expect my future husband to sound like that…I thought it would be a little more…?"

"High pitched?" I asked.

"Exactly."

"Well, do you want me to sound like this?!" I asked in my Lightning Thunderstein voice. Lightning Thunderstein was a fictional character that my best friend Chance and I made up. Apparently, he is a Jewish man who enjoys to rock and roll. Laughter exploded on the other end.

"Dude that was legit! Wait…that sounded really familiar like-"

"Lightning Thunderstein?" Had he heard of me?
"Oh my god yes! Wait…you're ANDY?! From Chance and Andy. You're shitting me."

"I shit you not my friend; I am the infamous Andy Biersack from Chance and Andy."

"You're a legend man! I love Lightning! But I have a question for you."

"Shoot."

"Do you tolerate almost anybody's religion?"

"Most especially, the black ones!" I said as Lightning again. We shared a laugh and continued talking for awhile until he rushed a brief message.

"Shit, dinner's ready." I sniffed the air, which smelt of spaghetti and garlic bread, "Mine too. Talk to you tonight?"

"On the phone?" his voice pleaded

"Sure, why not."

"Thank you so much And- OKAY! MY JESUS CHRIST LET ME HANG UP THE DAMN PHONE!" Beep.

That phone call was the best time of my life. I pranced down the stairs, and waltzed with my mother in the kitchen, she gladly danced with me. "Gosh, son, have you turned gay on me?" My father laughed walking into the room.

"Daddy, I've been gay for awhile!" I smiled, dancing with him too.

"I take it that phone call went well," he whispered to my mother. I didn't care what they thought. I finally talked to the boy of my dreams. I pranced around spinning and singing the melody to 'Greensleeves'.

"I guess so!" she laughed, watching me dance like I was with Sandra in her green bedroom again, laughing like a drunken idiot. After much protest, I positioned myself in my dinner chair, placing my fork in the reddened pasta and twirled it around until placing the silver plated fork into my mouth. My parents and I had decided to talk about Ashley and what I wanted to do when I was older. My mother knew I had a promising singing career ahead of me if I wanted to go that route, but my father also admitted that I would make a pretty decent stripper, seeing how agile my body was. My mother thought that was a terrible idea and decided it was parent arguing time. When I returned to my bedroom, I saw Ashley's name blinking on the phone. I answered it, until my mother abruptly told me to go to bed.

I staggered up to my room, exhausted from the arduous day of my performing arts school. I placed myself in the throne that was my desk chair, unlocking my laptop, and launched Google Chrome to the facebook login page. I logged on and I saw I had 1 message and 9 notifications, all from Ashley, except for one. That one was from my friend Matt on how our relationship was cute…I looked at the post with a puzzling glance. Curiosity killed the cat, the cat being me, and clicked the link.

Ashley Purdy > Andy Biersack
Look baby! I got the outline for my OUTLAW tattoo I can't wait until it gets filled in! xoxo -OUTLAW
Attached to it was a picture of him shirtless was holding a sign above the outline that said, 'Andy's' Andy's outlaw. I right clicked the image and saved it as my new background photo for my laptop. Going down my news feed, I heard, 'RING'. I looked at the caller ID. Ashley. I eagerly pressed the green phone symbol on the left side of the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey sexy boy, did you see my pic?"

"Andy's outlaw?" I questioned, already seeking the known answer.

"Correct my fine fellow! It hurt so bad! I wish you were there so I could have had some comfort! The only bad thing that came from it was I had a raging boner afterwards!" He quickly restated, "I mean…I had…my…It hurt really badly."

I snickered, "And you are sharing your purdy parts with me…why?"

"Because I love you Outcast, don't you love me?"

"I do! Very much so! Hey, you know what…we should Skype."

"Do you want to right now?" he curiously inquired.

"Hold on…" I put my phone down on the desk to look for my webcam, which was in a drawer.

"Sure!"

"Yay!" he cheered, hanging up the phone. I saw my Skype icon glow orange as it said, 'Unknown video call' I clicked it and saw the ID, Ashley. I plugged in my camera and pressed except. Instantaneously, I saw a picture of my beautiful Outlaw…with a pink filter. "Andy?"

I expressed my amusement by laughing as my face came into my cheap camera's focus. I turned on a light so he could see me better. "Ashes…why is your filter pink?"

"I don't know, I think my cousin broke it…" He looked beautiful none-the-less. His hair, as well as mine, where put up in messy pony tails, except for our fringes. I had my Batman blanket was pulled up to my mouth, while he had a hello kitty wrapped around his shoulders. He observed me shiver. "Cold?"

"Extremely." My teeth clattered. I turned my camera outside, where a blanket of white fluff inhabited the ground.

He laughed, "You're so cute!"

I saw him blush for the first time, "I try baby…So, what where you saying, on the phone? About your…you know…" I asked, trying to get more out of him. "I mean, you are the one that brought it up!"

"Oh…um…" He was turning a deeper crimson, "I got my outline done and the pain was a major turn on I guess…masochistic much? But I had a boner by the time I was finished…though my pants where loose enough to conceal it. Do you want to see it?" He saw my eyes widen as I turned a shade of crimson, "The tattoo! The tattoo…would you like to see the tattoo?"

By that time, he had gone burgundy…one of my intimate fantasies was being told to me…'Let's see how far we could go with this'. I looked at the time; 12:21…my parents were sure to be asleep, so this was the perfect time to carry out my scheme. I stayed silent for awhile before I heard the snoring of my father and Ashley. "Andy? What's up?"

I bit my lip, looking back at him, "Nothing…just a bit frisky, I guess."

I saw a glint of evil in his eyes. "Are you implying, Andrew, that you're acting like a horny devil?"

"What are you gonna do? Punish me?" I asked, as sexual as I could.

"I may have to if you're not careful…" he said, unfasten his shirt. I watched it fall to the floor, "Can you see it?" I did see the outline. It was thick black, in old western block letters. The way he adjusted his camera, I also saw his pelvic lines.

"Ashes, your camera is a little low." I nervously stuttered.

"I know." He winked, pulling the camera back up to his face. I could feel my boxers growing a little less roomy.

"So how did you get rid of your erection earlier?" I asked, trying to keep to my sexual escapade.

"What do you think I did?"

"I don't know…can you show me?" He bit his lip and pulled the camera down again, making my boxers tighter than they were, if that was even possible. I saw him unbutton his pants, watching them fall to the floor, keeping his boxers on.

"Hey Andy, you know what would be hot?" He said, putting his face in the camera's lens.

"What?" I wasn't really focusing on anything other than him.

"If you did it with me." He smiled as I did.

"Fine." I removed the blanket, revealing my two sizes to large shirt and my black boxers.

"No wonder your freezing sweetie!" I swear I saw him lick his lips as the words flowed off them. I winked at him as I brought my finger rest on my lip. "What do I do now?"

He grinned and make a gesture to take my shirt off. I slipped the fabric down, draping it over my shoulder, and then pulled my head out of the circle neck space. I felt it fall completely off. "Hold on." I got up and locked my door and put a chair under it, just in case my parents woke up.

"You look so beautiful Andy…the moonlight through your window, reflecting off your skin is perfect ecstasy." He cooed. I heard 'The Drug In Me Is You' start to play in the background. I licked my finger and pulled it down my neck and ended just below my collarbone. 'That's right, Andy…give him a show!' He let out a soft groan he cleared his throat, obviously trying to hide the pleasure I was giving him.

"What my darling, you don't want me?" I asked, pulling fake tears out of the corner of my eyes.

"Don't do that my dear, you're beautiful…I just wish you were here." He placed his hand on his crotch, "You wanna see it?"

I stuttered, "Y-yes please." I had only seen one other person's penis. And that was my ex's. We were going to do it before I chicken out. He wasn't going near my ass with that thing! Anyway, I shook my head and focused on Ashley, whose fingers were slipping into the hem of his boxers, pulling them down slowly. I felt like my eyes were going to bulge out of my head. The boy was big…like porn star big. I gulped loudly, and crossed my legs quickly, trying to conceal the erection I had.

"You're reaction was…different." He replied.

"What do you mean?" I knew I was his first boyfriend, and that he had lost his virginity 4 months before we met to some whore.

"Well, Kina's was a little more 'OMG it's big let's fuck!', which is what I was expecting." He confessed.

Confusion swept over my face, "You're welcome?"

He let out a quick breath of air in amusement, "Nevermind. You don't think it's…bad, right?"

"No!" I retreated, "It's perfect it's just….it's big, that's all."

"Can I see?" he asked, wanting the same gratification. I nodded and slowly pulled down my boxers, along with the lace I secretly accustomed myself to. I felt really awkward naked. I didn't even like being nude by myself, let alone having someone watching me.

"Did I see lace?" he smirked at my nod, "Classy. You're not too bad yourself, my angel!"

"Shall we continue," I seductively inquired.

"Yes please!" Ashley panted, "I'm really…"

"Hard?"

"Correct." He placed his hand on his own manhood and started stroking it, "This is what I did to get rid of it-Aaah!" He rolled his head back in pleasure. I voluntarily placed my hand on my length and stroked it, turning into a strawberry.

This went on for about five minutes, then I realized I had stuffed my mouth with my shirt and used my boxers to clean up the creamy clear liquid from off my legs and computer desk…no one else was going to use it, I guessed. "Andy..." I heard Ashley pant, "That was amazing…"

I smiled and kissed my fingers and placed it on the camera lens, "Just perfect!"

"This reminds me…I'm moving!" Ashley eagerly smiled.

"Where?"

"I can't tell you, it's a secret! But there is going to be snow!"

"Are you moving far away?" Concern that I may never see my baby again struck me.

"Nope, it's closer than you think!"

I let out a cat yawn and stretched, "Tired?" he asked, tilting his head to the side.
I nodded, "It's the first day of winter vacation and I'm already tired at 1 AM…there's something wrong with me!"

He laughed, "That's why I'm homeschooled! I never have a bed curfew!" He saw my head on my chest as I lightly snored. "ANDY!"

I abruptly woke up, "Sorry…"

"Here, why don't you go to sleep, and I'll hang up when I know you're asleep." I nodded at his offer and flopped on my bed, which was visible from the computer. I closed my eyes and somehow drifted off to a land where Ashley was right next to me, connecting his arms around my waist.

***

My eyes fluttered open, staring at the Skype screen, still open. Ashley was still on my computer, his arms blocking most of his view. 'Poor thing fell asleep…' I smiled and closed my eyes until I heard. "SHIT!"

I kept them closed after realizing it was Ashley. "Auntie's gonna kill me…but at least my angel was safe." I heard a click as the Skype screen went black and my computer went to hibernation mode. I smiled and pranced downstairs after smelling bacon.

"Mommy, I skyped with Ashley last night…" I mumbled, hoping that she wasn't mad at it.
"Is he what you want for Christmas?" she joked. Ever since I came out to her, she's been making the 'I want a boy for Christmas' joke.

"As a matter of fact, he's what I want for my birthday instead!" We shared a smirk as she sat me down at the table.

"You and Ashley are going to be perfect for each other…when are you going to go to Missouri though?" she asked.

I sighed, "He's moving away. But he said it wasn't going to be too far away, and there's going to be snow."

She held my hand and said, "At least he told you." I nodded and shifted my bacon around before wolfing it down with my eggs and toast.

"I know, but mom, what if he's moving to like New York?!" I asked, feeling tears in my eyes as I swept the thought from existence.

"Honey, I think he would have said, 'I'm going to New York' and not 'I'm moving closer'"

"True…" I pondered

"Why don't you come with me to the bakery…to pick up your cake?"

"Sure…can I get dressed first?"

She smiled and dialed a number on the phone, "Alright dea- hello, this Amy Biersack…I ordered a cake for pickup…"

***

"Ashes…what does that have to do with anything?" I asked, in a shopping center with my mom.

"I want to know what you're wearing!" he urged. 'Damn' I thought, 'He must really want to know'.

My mother explained to me that we were going to pick up a Christmas gift- er…birthday gift for me…did I mention it was Christmas day? Well, it is. I told Ashley earlier that I was going to a bakery for my birthday cake. "Um…I'm in a purple and black scarf…a black hoodie with my KISS shirt showing through, black skinny jeans, platforms and a cellphone attached to my face."

"Andy, you know how I said I was moving? You know somewhere close?"

"Yeah," As my body moved into the bakery, I heard two bells; one coming from the bakery door, the other through the phone.

"I was talking about closer to you." I heard a voice, not through the phone say. I saw a person glide over to me; his raven hair, except his fringe in a pony tail, a black shirt under a black leather jacket, matching his black skinny jeans, and black cowboy boots. A star necklace hung around his neck. I went further up and noticed his face… those caramel brown eyes…

"ASHLEY!!!" I screamed, hugging the boy. His arms wrapped around my waist. My dream last night wasn't a dream anymore…it was a reality. "Oh my god, it's really you!"

"Hey Outcast." He smiled, not letting go. He smelt like cinnamon rolls and cherries.

"I thought you were moving away…like to the east!"

"Why would I do that? I told my aunt about you and after much controversy with my mother, she agreed I could move in with her in Cincinnati!" He pulled me away. He was even more beautiful in person.

"Mommy!" I called, "Forget the cake! I have my birthday present!"

"Why do you say- Is that Ashley?" she asked, as he crashed his lips into mine. "I'll take it as a yes."

"You're birthday present is right here actually." Ashley said, removing something from the back of his neck and taking it out of his shirt. A silver batman charm hung from a black chain. "Happy birthday Outcast."

I felt tears come to my eyes as kissed him. "Outlaw…This is perfect!" I choked out as he struggled to hook the chain on my neck. I took the bow from the top of my cake, and placed it on his chest. "But this year, you're my gift."