Chapter 9
Andrew blinked his eyes before saying, "Austin, I love you and all but why did you do it now? Just two hours ago I told you that I am pregnant and now you are asking me to marry you because we are having a baby?"
I was shock and hurt from everything he said about our relationship. But mostly hurt, because I would not do such thing to Andrew. I stood up from the floor. "SO, you never wanted to marry me," I asked him, starting to form tears from my eyes.
"Yes, you are right," he said coldly and flatly.
I sighed and walked to my closet to get my clothes and shoes on. "I will be out for a while, Andrew," I said to him, who was standing at the same spot he was before. He gave me no response. I sighed again and walked down stairs. I grabbed my jacket and made sure that I have my money and my phone with me. I walked to the door, but I stopped to turn around to see if Andrew is there. He was not in the living room. I decided to get the keys and walked out of the door. I closed the door. Stopped, just hoping that Andrew would give me another chance to try again. I scroll down the sidewalk in pitch black darkness. I looked at the time on my phone and it said 1:00 in the morning. I don't really care about it. I kept on walking until I feel like I needed to stop. I stopped walking and had my phone out to call someone. Someone who has something that would make me feel little tipsy. I called Nate, the drug dealer, to bring the cigarettes so I could feel no pain. I know it is stupid but that what I did when I was stressed out or depressed. I could see that you are confused that I didn't use cigarette when my best friends hurt my feelings. But this one is different. Andrew is the one who I wanted to be with for the rest of my life. My friends come and go, but someone who you deeply in love are forever. I waited for Nate to come; I decided to sit down on the bench to wait for him. For fifteen minutes later, Nate arrived with my cigarettes. Good.
"Austin, the price for the cigarettes is $300 per pound," Nate said calmly.
I handed him $900 and he gave me three pounds. I smiled to myself that my good-byes to Nate and walked to the store so I could buy a lighter. I walked out of the store. After another long walk back to my house, I went in the back of my house. I giggled to myself. I am so glad that I have something that would calm me down. I opened the pack and put it in my mouth. I lit it up with my lighter. I breathe in the smoke; I coughed because I have not done this in a while. I am starting to get used to it. I kept on smoking until I decided to stop. I emptied six cigarettes. I felt so high. So fucking high. I went into the house and entered the kitchen to find my parent's vodka so I could drink some. Well, all of it. I found the vodka and drank it. I felt so fucking amazing. I am completely high. There's no way I am lying about it. I heard faint voices. But strangely familiar. I got up from the floor, which has five empty bottles of vodka. Shit, my parents will kill me. Who cares? I walked into the living room; I laid back on the couch. My eyes are still wide open. I am starting to feel sober when I heard really worried voice. I woke up into the reality, and I saw Andrew was in my face, shouting at me and crying. I started to have a headache. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Andrew, what is wrong," I tried to calm him down but failed miserably.
"Austin! You do not just go out there 1 in the morning. What is wrong with you," Andrew asked me, now in an angry tone.
I started crying, "But, Andrew…I thought you don't want to talk to me. And plus you hurt my feelings from everything you said about me asking you to marry me. I am really hurt."
"Well, I don't care if you are hurt or not. I still want to know why you were out at the middle of the night. And do not, I mean do not, lie to me. Be honest with me," Andrew said, while tapping his left foot with his arms crossed.
"I was out of the house because I was really stressed out and depressed at the same time. So I decided to call the drug dealer to bring me some cigarettes. I paid $900 for it and went to the store to buy a lighter. I went back of our house to start smoking. I emptied six cigarettes. I came inside the house and drank five bottles of vodka," I confessed to Andrew.
"Austin?"
"Yeah?"
"Come here."
I stood up from the couch and walked to Andrew. I waited for his response. All of the sudden, Andrew slapped my face. "Hey, what was that for," I said while rubbing my face in pain.
"That is for walking on me, wasted $900 on something worthless, drinking illegal alcohol, and most of all, I really want to break up with you. You are sleeping alone tonight," Andrew said seriously and he walked away from me.
I stood in the living room, started sobbing. I walked up to my room. I see that he wasn't there. He must be in his old room. I started crying. I rather kill myself than hurting Andrew. I laid in my bed with my back turned from the door. I faced the wall. But it has a frame. The frame has a picture of me and Andrew holding in the playground when we were eight years old. I cried at my beautiful memories. I stayed in my bed for the rest of the day. I stayed and stayed. Andrew did not come by to say hello or good morning. I am still in my bed and fell asleep.
Andrew's POV
Maybe I am being little harsh on Austin. I love him within all my heart. What if he is telling the truth? He seemed really really depressed right now. I began to worry about him. I decided to walk upstairs quietly and entered Austin's room, of course, quietly.
I wanted to see how Austin is doing during this moment. I started to form tears in my eyes. I almost scream from what I saw. I saw that Austin was about to stab the knife through his stomach. I ran over to Austin and snatched the knife from him. I hugged Austin, a really warm-hearted hug. I wanted him to know that I really love him. "Why are you trying to kill yourself? You should give yourself a chance in here on Earth. Do not kill yourself at all. I am sorry. I realized that I was being little too harsh. You should know that I always love you. I wanted to ask you this question. I do not want you to ask me to marry you."
Austin' POV
I got even more hurt when he said it.
"Austin, you did not let me finish. I wanted to ask YOU to marry me. I do not want you to ask me to marry you. I wanted to ask you to marry me because you asked me to do so much stuff that I can do. Now it is my turn to ask you. Would you marry me," Andrew got down on the floor.
I was really shocked about everything and am so confused too. "But, Andrew…"
"Austin, I realized what I said earlier was stupid. I was really scared because you left out of the house in the middle of the night. I wasn't able to think straight. I am so sorry for the slap I gave you earlier too. But you needed to know that you should not be doing all these sort of things. That was dangerous and stupid. Remember what you said? No matter how many times we fight or mad at each other, I would never, I mean never ever hate you. You are my love of life. So, Austin. Lay down on the bed. Now," he ordered me. Again, I am confused. But obeyed him anyway. He stared at me. With lust in his eyes. I stared him back too. All of the sudden, he sat top of me, ON my stick. I started to get hard.
"Andrew," I starting to form my world famous sex face. "Why are you doing this?"
Andrew leaned over to my face and said lustfully, "Shh, relax. I want to make it up to you for my behavior. So will make you have your orgasm. Right here, right now."
I got really hard and moaned at his words. Andrew grabbed my shirt and put it off really fast. He starts to dig his nails on my rock-hard abs. Then he took off my pants and my underwear. He took all of his clothing off too. His beautiful abs was starting to disappear. Oh, well. Andrew grabbed my cock and squeezed it really hard. I moaned. Then he positioned himself to have my stick to enter him. He started to push himself down on my stick. Andrew and I moaned as my stick enter entered his tight heat. It felt so good. So gooood. Andrew was hopping up and down and I decided to reach for his waist to hold him down. But Andrew slapped my hand away. Damn, Andrew. Just…Damn. I felt a familiar boil in my stomach. "Andrew, I am about to," I stopped because I did not know what to say next. I felt like I am on Cloud 9. Everything I see was completely white. All of sudden, Andrew stopped moving. I know why. He was teasing me again. Andrew said to me, lustfully, "Austin, do you want me to continue?"
"Yes, Andrew. Please do not torture me. I want you so bad," I am suffering to let go of my orgasm. I decided to reach for my cock but suddenly he slapped my hand away. "Andrew," I whined. He started at me coldly. That scared the shit out of me. I kept my mouth shut, because I am scared to press his wrong buttons. "Okay, Andrew. I will stop." No response at all. Now I am really scared. "Andrew?" Still no response. "Alright, stop kidding around and be serious, Andy," I said, getting scared.
He stared at me coldly, still. Andrew got the chains and locked me to the bed board. "Now, Austin. You will do everything I say. Do you understand me," he asked, but more of a force. I nodded. As I may add, in fear. Why am I afraid of Andrew but I am older than him? That does not make any fucking sense! "Austin, now I want you to stay hard until I think you should release it. I will go and get the cock ring."
No! Not the cock ring. That is the one of my biggest fears! Somebody controlling my orgasm is the worst thing in the world! Well, more pain I may add too. But mostly somebody controlling my orgasm. Nobody, I mean nobody controls my orgasm except me. That would make me motherfucking mad! I started to struggle to get free from these damn chains. Andrew came back and saw me struggling. He just started laughing at me, evilly. That isn't Andrew that I know and love. "Andrew, I know that you are not you. It got to be something you want to tell me. Whatever you do, please do not torture me," I begged him.
Andrew stopped what he has been doing and looked at me confusedly, "Austin, who locked you up?"
"You are the one who locked me up!"
"I did? That is impossible," he said, seemed not believing me.
"I asked you as a favor for your fiancée, is not to torture me," I said, started crying from the sensitive pain.
Then Andrew stared at me coldly again. I am confused again. Every time I say "Torture" Andrew looked so fucking scary as shit. Then when I say "torture" again, he is back normal self again. I would had to say "torture" again to see if it works.
"Andrew, please do not torture me again. I mean ever," I said calmly as I could.
"Austin, I understand. I would not make you suffer again. But why am I keep forgetting every time you were about to say something," said Andrew, getting frustrated.
"I understand that you are sorry…it is important to have it solved while I am still locked up on the bed board," I shouted.
He gave me a sorry look and unlocked me. I jumped off the bed and kissed Andrew on the lips roughly. I really miss kissing on his lips so much. "Andrew, I have to punish you for what you did to me," I look at him lustfully.
"Austin, I didn't do anything," he defended himself.
I picked up the chains and trapped him on the bed board. I decided to bring back the cold-hearted Andrew, the one who torture me.
"Now, I have to torture you."
Andrew stared at me coldly. I smiled because my plan is working. "Austin, you will do what I say because I am the master of this pleasure sex," he said, in fact in really scary tone. But I would not let him scare me this time.
"No I won't. Because I am in charge. You are chained to the bed board," I smiled evilly at him. He still stared at me coldly. That sent me shivers down in my spine. "Andrew, this time you would not scare me," I said bravely as I could but just looking into his eyes just scared the shit out of me so bad. All of the sudden, Andrew grabbed me, the only pairs I forgot to lock up, with his legs so he could pull me towards him and started kissing me, roughly and painfully. He bit down on my lip hard. I mean hard. Andrew turned us over so he would be hovering above me. Still kissing me roughly. He torn his lips from mine and started trailing kisses down from my jawline to my neck. No, no, no, no. Not that spot! Not that spot! Andrew digs his teeth down on my neck, really hard. Now that felt good. I moaned and Andrew continued to dig his teeth in my skin. I changed my mind about keeping Andrew trapped to the bed board, because I am thinking about letting him go. I grabbed the key off the table while Andrew biting down on my neck. I put the key in the lock so I could free Andrew. I freed him and he is still biting down on my neck. I moaned even louder and louder every time Andrew starting to travel kisses from my neck to my swollen part. I, also, winced while Andrew trailed his kisses on my swollen part.
"Austin, you are a good boy. You allowed me to be your master," he proudly awarded me a kiss on the lips.
"Andrew, just fuck me. I need you now," I feel so in need now, so fucking horny.
Andrew decided to put the cock ring on my cock. I stayed there without declining about the cock ring. I let him be. I laid on the bed, just being cool, calm, and collected. Andrew got up from the bed without saying anything and walked out of our room. I got up and followed Andrew. "Andrew, what are you waiting for? Fuck me anywhere in this fucking house!"
"Just follow me to the kitchen," he smirked at me. I don't know what he was thinking, but I really like the look on his face. I followed him to the kitchen. "Lay down on that fucking table, now," he ordered me. I was gladly to do so. I never laid on the table before, but the first time for everything. I saw that Andrew got the syrup from the refrigerator. I was hoping that he would put the syrup on himself. But totally opposite what I was thinking. He put syrup ON me. I felt so cold from that syrup. The whole bottle of syrup on me from my head to toe. I smiled because he started licking me. He licked me everywhere except for my cock. Dammit, Andrew. Lick my fucking swollen cock right now!
Finally, Andrew started to lick the base of my cock. I moaned softly. I looked at Andrew. He doesn't look satisfied from the way I moaned. So he decided to make it even more extreme. Andrew put my cock in his mouth in swift motion. After he put it in his mouth, he started to bob up and down. I grabbed Andrew's hair and pull him up and down hard. I mean really hard. I might make his throat hoarse for a while. I was little tired from all the actions I have been doing. I heard a doorbell rang. I sighed because I don't want this sex to end. I walked to the window to see who it was. Oh, man! It is the one and only, Ally. I decided to walk to the door. I opened it.
"Hey, Austin. Why do you have syrup on your face," she looked confused. Until she realized it wasn't best time. "Oh, I am sorry. You are having time with Andrew. I will go."
I felt bad and I decided to call her to come back, "Ally, something is wrong. I want to know what is up."
"Austin. I really want you and Andrew so bad," she looked at me lustfully and sexily. Austin, pull yourself together, I thought to myself.
"Ally, I don't know what to say…but I don't want to date anybody else besides Andrew. I am sorry Ally. You can come in. Oh…wait just a second. I need to take care of something," I closed the door and walked to Andrew to tell him that Ally is here.
"Austin, lay back on the table now," he ordered me. Oh silly me. I forgot that this "cold-hearted" Andrew still on.
"Torture," I said in boring tone.
"Oh, how did we get in the kitchen? And why are you covered in syrup," Andrew started asking all of the questions that I don't have time for.
"Andrew, Ally is here right now at the door. We need to get our clothes on."
Andrew and I hurried up to our room. I opened the door and we saw that Ally was lying on our bed, looking at us sexily. I held in my breath, and I believed that Andrew did the same. Ally doesn't have anything on except for her thongs and her lace bra. Damn, I didn't know you have under your clothes in the entire time. There was some kind of power that Ally have put on us because Andrew and I were walking to her and joined with her.
Oh, yeah. You will get your punishment, Ally. You will get it.
[RossianGirlR5er: There is something I wanted to ask you guys. Can you guys please put down the choices of the baby's name for Ausdrew's new baby or babies? I am not going to say how many kids the couple would have, because that would ruin my surprises in my story. So I could decide to come in conclusion to give a baby the most popular name. Okay, thanks! BYE!]