Date: Sat, 5 Aug 2000 12:06:48 EDT
From: ZLATAZOBO@aol.com
Subject: Anything to Turn You On....Part XVI.....

Welcome!  As is usual, all legal disclaimers apply.  If the laws where you
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not yet of the minimum required age to do so, PLEASE leave now!  If the
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further.  This is not the story for you!
    The story is true, however some names and some places have been changed
for reasons of privacy.  Additionally, some individuals identities have been
obscured beyond recognition.  Therefore, if you think you recognize yourself
in this story, you don't!
    The Author reserves all rights.  Copyright 2000.  Archival rights granted
to Nifty.
    The Author is Terrence 'TJ' Julian with additional input by Andrew Simon
van Ryan.
                Andys' Homepage is at:
http://members.aol.com/_ht_a/baronavr/myhomepage/profile.html

    The following chapter is dedicated to the memory of Jesse Dahlinger.
     Born September 31, 1953.  Reported Missing June 1st, 1971.

"You shall remain in our hearts and our heads, Seventeen forever"


 		Anything to Turn You On....
					Part XVI
				by Terrence 'TJ' Julian
			      Copyright 2000. All Rights Reserved.

	Something was tickling my nose. I wiped my hand across my face
without opening my eyes. I was almost fully asleep again when the tickle
returned. I wiped at it again, but it returned within seconds. Wiping again
I opened my eyes. Andrews' smiling face was hovering over me. In his hand
was a big white goose down feather. "Good morning, sweetheart!" he said
cheerfully "Did you sleep well?"
	Stretching, I yawned and replied "Considering we fucked ourselves
unconscious last night? Yes I slept well". He giggled and kissed me. "I
love you, Terrence" he whispered. "And I love you, Andrew!" I returned "You
wore me out last night! I don't even remember falling asleep".
	"Neither do I" he replied "I woke up sore all over. Every single
muscle aches. You gave me quite a pounding last night!"  "You didn't
complain!" I stated "In fact I seem to recall you enjoyed it!" He wrapped
his arms around my shoulders and hugged me. Planting a big wet kiss on my
cheek, he laughed and replied "I certainly did!" Andy propped himself up on
one elbow and gazed at me. "Shall I ring for breakfast?" he asked. "Yeah,
I'm starving!" I answered while noticing the hollow feeling in my stomach.
	"All play and no work makes Julian a hungry boy?" Andy quipped as
he reached for the red phone. The phones dual ring clacked loudly from the
ear piece. Polly picked up the line and remarked "You two are up late this
morning! I was beginning to worry!" Andy asked her "What time is it, Miss
Polly?" His face registered astonishment when she replied "Almost eleven!"
she continued on saying "Anita called at Nine. Lucky for me she's on her
way over. I had an appointment with her for half ten, if you remember!"
	"I had no idea it was so late! Ask Anne if we can get a nice big
breakfast. We'll get up and come eat at the kitchen table, OK?" Andrew
said. "OK, Andy! I'll make tea and join you" Polly replied "I need to know
what appointments you've made and what activities you've planned for the
week.  I'm arranging your calendar. As I said, Anita is on her way
over. She's bringing something she needs you to sign, but I'll let her tell
you about it.  Breakfast will be ready in fifteen minutes. Oh, you should
dress warmly if you're planning on going out today. It's cold and raining."
	"OK, Miss Polly! See you at the table!" Andy said and hung up. He
turned to me and said "It's nearly eleven and Anita's on her way over! We'd
better get up!"
	I raced him into the shower for a quick rinse off. After the shower
we dressed alike in Levis and sweatshirts. His shirt read 'Oxford
University' across it while mine stated 'Cambridge'. We tripped down the
stairs and entered the kitchen. Miss Polly was waiting for us at the
table. She sat there quizzing Andy and filling in little spaces on a daily
reminder notebook while we ate.
	"Andy you have Steven coming over to write songs at half one today
and you're supposed to drop by Charles' Gallery at two! Now how do you plan
on making both appointments?" she asked.
	"Umm. Ift mruch pthht..." he mumbled through his breakfast
sausage. "I'll go to the gallery at two if you'll accompany me Polly" I
offered "That way Steven and Andrew can work in private". She agreed as did
Andrew. It would give Polly and I time to discuss plans for Andrews
birthday as well. Anita soon arrived and asked us to join her in the
library once we finished with breakfast. Polly went ahead of us and we
hurried to join them.
	We seated ourselves in front of the huge desk and Anita said
"Andrew. How well do you trust TJ's opinion?" Andy blinked and replied
"Completely. Why?" "I have some documents that need your signature" she
said "However, they concern one of your birthday presents. If you were to
read them it would spoil the surprise, so I want TJ to read them. If he
approves and tells you so, would you sign them?"
	Andy frowned and slowly turned to face at me. He rotated slowly
back to eye Anita. "Yes..." he answered with just the hint of a smile then
asked "Why all the Mystery?"
	I explained by saying "If you knew that you'd know what the present
is". "OK, I hate spoiling a surprise even though it will drive me crazy for
the rest of the day" he consented.
	Anita handed me a thick folder which upon opening I found to
contain the Official documents from Portugal bestowing the title of 'Baron'
upon Andy. I read the cover letter and glanced through the 'Declaration
Conceder Ttulo de Baro' (Declaration Bestowing Title of Baron). There were
six different places where Andrew was to sign. Each was marked with a large
red X and followed by the words 'Em aceitao de Ttulo e Cargos' (Accepting
the Title and Duties as Charged). According to the 'duties' Andrew would be
required to swear an 'Cauo de Aderncia' (Allegiance to Portugal) in the
event it was ever invaded by a 'foreign army'. 'Fat chance of that ever
happening!' I thought to myself.
	"This is fine" I announced "I approve of Andy signing it". Anita
took the documents and folded them to where each signature was
required. Then placing a plain paper over the front she had Andy sign his
name all six times in full. When he finished the last signature he said
"That transferred ownership of the United States to me, right?" "No!" we
all cried out laughing. "Oh, well. I'll know soon enough I guess" he pouted
"How about a little hint?"  "NO!" we shouted. "OK, OK! I'll wait!" he
giggled.

	After Anita packed away the signed document she spoke with Polly
concerning her job duties. After finishing with that Anita excused herself
for the day saying "I've got to hurry back to the office". Andrew and I
returned upstairs. He had remembered the envelope his mother had given him
and wanted to open it. I sat next to him on the bed while he tore at
it. Inside was $500 dollars in cash and a note. He opened and read it
aloud.
	"Dear Andrew, Your Father and I hope you have a wonderful time in
England. Grandma Eaton wants you to visit your cousin, William Eaton. He
lives in Twickenham. His telephone number is listed and she has told him
you're coming. William just turned eighteen and he is also a musician. If
you have any trouble, call home immediately! We love you, Mother.
 PS. Maybe Linda will change her mind! Think positive!"
	"Euuuuwwww!" Andrew cried as he read the post script "Let's think
negative TJ!" he shouted. I replied, saying "Let's hope she finds another
victim and forgets all about you!" Andy laughed and said "I Agree, TJ!"
	Pausing he looked at the money. "This was really sweet of Mother,
to send money along" he remarked "I know they can't really afford
it". "Send it home to her" I suggested. "I can't do that" he replied "She'd
take it as an insult. I'll just put it away and buy her a nice present
later on". "Yeah, get her something she's always wanted" I replied.
	"Should we call my cousin?" he asked. "Of course! The note said
your Grandmother all ready told him you're coming. He must be expecting
your call" I answered. "OK, Let's give him a call" Andy decided and reached
for the phone. Once given the number he dialed and listened. On the third
ring a young female voice answered "Hello?"
	Andrew spoke up saying "Yes, is William Eaton there?" The voice at
the other end asked "Who's askin'?" Andrew frowned and stated "Mary, Queen
of Scots". There was a pause and a giggle "Well, your Royal Highness, Wills
is still sleeping" the voice replied. "All right then. Tell him it's his
cousin from California" Andy said.
	"Oh, he's been expecting your call! Let me wake him!" the voice
replied excitedly. The phone was dropped and it banged against the wall. In
the background Andy could hear the voice shouting "Willy! Get your ass out
of bed! Your cousins on the phone!" followed by thumping and banging
sounds. The phone rustled about and a scratchy hoarse voice answered
"Hello, Andy?"
	"Hello, William! Yes it's Andy. How are you?" he asked. "Oh, I'm
right fuckin' hung over. Had a gig last night. Went real late. I'm still
knackered" Wills replied "Where you at, Andy?" "At home in Hampstead Heath,
William" Andy explained "My friend TJ owns a house here in Hampstead. We've
decided to stay permanently. Would you like to come by and visit? It's my
birthday tomorrow!" Andy announced. "Of course I would! Grandma Eaton
called and said you were coming to London. I really want to meet you,
Andy. I've been reading about you in her letters ever since I was little. I
feel like I almost know you" Wills remarked. "I can't imagine" Andrew
replied in his slow 'Princely' drone.
	"So how about coming to my party tomorrow?" Andrew asked "There
won't be many people. Just a few friends we've made". "Sure, cous. Love
to!" Wills replied. Andrew gave him the address and our phone number in
case he got lost. "Starts around seven" Andrew said. "Right!" Wills replied
"See you then, Andy. Tah!"
	After he'd hung up, Andrew remarked to me "It sounded like I was
talking to myself! Wills' voice sounds very much like mine own".
	"Yes, but there's only one of you" I said staring dreamily at
him. "TJ! You're love struck!" he smiled. "Umm, hummm.." I answered in a
daze. "You're getting horny aren't you?" Andy giggled. "Who, me?" I asked.
	We both jumped with a start as the red phone rang. Andy whirled
around to pick it up. "Hello?" he answered.
	"Andrew, Steven called and he's on his way over" Polly announced
"He'll be here in about ten minutes". "Thank you Miss Polly!" Andy replied
and hung up. "Steven's on his way. Making love will have to wait for now"
he announced. I whimpered and said "But I'm not sore enough yet!" Andrew
huffed at me and declared "Masochist!"
	When Steven arrived Polly met him at the front door. His reaction
to the grand room was very much like Winstons' had been the night
before. Once he recovered she showed him up to the living room where Andy
and I waited.
	"Hello, Steven. How are you?" Andy greeted him. "Blown away, I am!
Who owns this house?" Steven inquired. "I do" I answered calmly. "That's
what I thought" he replied "How are you doing, TJ?" and shook my hand
"Quite the home you've got!" he added.
	"Thank you, Steven. I hope the piano's to your liking" I said with
a grin. "Shit!" he laughed "Would suit Beethoven , I'd imagine!"
	We made a bit more small talk then Andrew said "Well, lets go give
it a go, shall we?" The two of them left me in the living room and they
headed downstairs. I went to look for Polly and found her writing at the
kitchen table. "Andy and Steven have gone to work on songs. How soon do we
meet Winston? I asked. "We should leave now" she replied glancing at the
clock.
	"Mom! If Andrew comes looking for us, tell him we'll be back in an
hour!" she called out. "Yes, Dear! Have a good time!" Anne shouted from
within the depths of the kitchen.
	"Here. Put a coat on TJ" she said and handed me one off the rack by
the lift "It's still a bit wet out". We made the short walk to Winstons
Gallery and stepped inside. Just as Andrew had predicted Charles announced
his 'friend' Ben Leith wanted to meet us. "He's excited about doing a cover
story, if you're still interested of course" he informed me "I explained to
Ben what Andrew said last night" he said, then looked over my shoulder
towards the door. "Where is Andrew, anyway?" he asked.
	"Writing songs with Steven Ward" Polly announced. Winstons eyes
popped open. "Andy works with Steven Ward?" he asked unbelieving. "Yeah,
they're at home banging out on something on the Steinway right now" I
replied causally. Charles glanced at Polly then back to me and said "Yeah,
that sounds about right for Andrew. He's a rather unusual person, isn't he
TJ?" Winston remarked. "That's why I love him, Charles" I replied. "I
imagine it is, TJ" he nodded.
	"We're having a birthday party for him tomorrow evening at
seven. Why don't you and your friend join us?" I invited. "Yes, please come
Charles!" Polly repeated the invitation. "A Party for Andrew? Wouldn't miss
it for the world!" he smiled "I'll bring Ben along. I want him to see
Andrew in action. If you don't mind me saying so, TJ".
	We left Charles' Gallery and made our way back to the house. It was
a little after 3:30 when we arrived. I made my way downstairs to see how
Andy and Steven were doing. I could hear them laughing and talking as I
descended the stairs. Andrew was seated at the piano and Steven was leaning
over the lid holding a small tape recorder in one hand. "Hello! How's it
going?" I called from the staircase. "TJ!" Andy shouted "Come hear the two
songs we've written!". "Hey, TJ" Steven called out "Andys' a regular hit
maker!"
	I joined them and sat beside Andy. Steven played the tape of the
two songs for me. On the tape Andrew played piano and sang a few harmonies
to Steven's' vocals. I was shocked at how good the songs actually were!
After the songs finished I looked at them and remarked "I'm not in the
music business and I only play the violin, but I know when I like a song. I
like both of them!"
	"Well, I've been writing hit songs for several years now and these
are top ten hits, maybe even number ones!" Steven said excitedly "I'm going
to play them for some record company people tonight". "Great!" I replied
then asked "Steven, did Andy invite you to his birthday party tomorrow
evening?"  "Yeah" he replied "You can bet I'll be here! I've got to run
just now. I'll see you two tomorrow. Andy we're on for Thursday, same
time?"
	"Right! See you then!" Andy replied. I showed Steven to the door
and watched as he hurried to his Land Rover.
	"How was the meeting with Winston?" Andy called from the
piano. "Just like you said" I informed him. I walked over and joined him at
the piano "His boyfriend wants to meet with us. He wants to do the cover
story. I invited them to the party tomorrow, hope you don't mind"
	 Andy smiled and said "If they bring presents I won't". Sliding up
next to him I asked "What's on your schedule for the next hour or so?"
"I'm incommunicado, locked away in our bedroom" he grinned "Lets go!"
	Scampering up the stairs towards our room I chased him. Once inside
he ran to the bed and began stripping his clothes off. I locked the door
and stripped were I stood. Standing up on the bed Andy began to stroke his
rising meat. "Let me warm it up for you!" he teased. I began to do like
wise saying "Here's your dinner! Wanna eat it?"
	"Come here, you naughty little boy!" Andy giggled. "Why? What are
you going to give me?" I asked. "If you don't come here right now I'll have
to give you a licking" he teased. "Ohh!... I think I want that!" I said and
ran to the bed. With one jump I landed on my knees right in front of
him. The bed shook and he fell on top of me. We laughed until his mouth met
mine and we sank down into the bed. Pulling him over on top of me we soon
became a tangled heap of arms and legs. I twisted and he turned until his
erect flesh pointed towards my face. I reached for it as I felt Andy take
my cock into his mouth. "Mmmm....." I moaned and surrounded his cock with
my lips.
	I began to work his tool with one hand while sucking the tip. He
was jerking my cock and whirling his tongue over its swollen
head. Releasing me for a moment he whispered "I want you to shoot your cum
on me TJ!" I answered by pumping faster on his cum fountain. He began
sucking my cock in and out while massaging my smooth ball sack.
	Andrew was making rhythmic moans as he sucked on my love wand. I
felt the tension within my sack as my boy juice began its journey towards
my waiting lovers mouth. Andrew started to make loud noises. I knew he was
about to deliver his sweet boy cum into my eager mouth at any second.
	His first powerful stream splashed the back of my throat and almost
gagged me with it's force. As I swallowed my own orgasm rocked me. My ass
cheeks tensed as I began shooting my wet love. Andy took my pistol from his
mouth and let the bullets of cum splatter his face and chest. "Cum on me,
TJ!" he demanded and jerked me furiously. He continued to shoot jet upon
jet of hot white love into my mouth and I swallowed every drop. Andrews'
cum was my favorite drink and it tasted like love.
	"Oh, you fucking Nasty Little Boy!" he cried while smearing my love
cream all over his beautiful young face. I turned around to face him and
started licking my sticky juice from his cheek. "Oh, yeah, TJ!" he moaned.
Wrapping his arms around my body he pulled me against him and began
smearing my slippery sperm over both our bodies. "Oh, Andy! Yeah!" I moaned
"I love the way this feels!"
	I giggled as he rubbed our bodies together. "TJ....." he said
"We're all sticky! Lets go get in the shower".  "No!" I replied with a
laugh "Lets get in the bathtub!" We jumped out of bed a ran to the tub. I
ran the water as Andrew settled into the large oval basin. I got in and
leaned back so I was facing him. The warm water soon cover us to our
shoulders so I shut off the tap.
	"Ahhh....." he sighed "This feels wonderful on my sore muscles!" I
agreed by saying "I always took baths when I was a child. They seem to draw
every ache and pain out of your body. I don't think I taken one in years,
actually. When did you last take one, Andy?" I asked. He sat smiling as he
contemplated my question. Then suddenly a grim expression seized him. "Oh,
no...." he muttered "Quick TJ, lets change the subject. Talk about some
thing happy! Anything!" It was too late.
	Andy put his face in his hands and began to cry. "Andy?! What is
it? What's wrong?" I asked moving to be next to him. Between his sobs he
whimpered "Jesse...". I reached my arms around him and he crumpled against
me. His tears ran in rivulets as the wound tore open. I rocked him gently
as he cried.
	"Go on" I said softly "Let it all out. Don't hold it in". His
reaction was to wail with the most mournful animal-like sound I've ever
heard come from any human being. He repeated this several times before
curling up in my arms a shaking and whimpering mess.
	By the time Andrew regained control of his emotional state the bath
water was lukewarm. I helped him out, dried him off and put him into our
bed. I dried myself and slipped on a robe joined him. As I lay atop the
covers Andrew wriggled down to where just his face from the nose up was
visible. "Feeling better now?" I asked. He nodded then stretched to allow
his mouth to show. "I'm sorry, TJ" he began.
	"No, Andy! It's perfectly all right to mourn the loss of someone so
close" I said consoling him. "You're not mad then?" he asked "Why would I
be? I know how close the two of you were" I replied "If anything ever
happened to me I would hope you'd mourn for me as well"
	"Oh, TJ!" he cried "Don't even say that! If anything ever happened
to you I'd die!" Suddenly he thrust his arms around me and began weeping
again. "There, there now!" I soothed him "I didn't mean something was going
to happen! I'm staying right here. No one's going to take me away from
you!"  He looked up at me from where his head was resting against my mid
section. He gazed at me with tear soaked eyes and asked "Promise?"
	I smiled at him and cupped his chin with my hand. "Promise 'till I
die" I said softly. He hugged tightly as his shoulders shook in a rhythmic
bounce. Through his tears I heard him softly say "I love you TJ".
	After Andy recovered I talked with him about Jesse. "I didn't mean
to cry, TJ" Andy explained "When you asked about the last time I took a
bath I remembered it was at his house. That memory jogged my mind and I
realized tomorrow will be the first birthday I've spent without him since I
was fourteen. Then day after tomorrow will be a year since his Mother
died. She was like a second Mother to me, TJ. Only she understood about us.
	Mary was a Doctor of Psychiatric Medicine and wrote a study of
homosexual behavior. Jesse and I were the subjects of her research. Her
theory showed that given the same conditions heterosexual teens enjoy,
homosexual teens would develop into 'normal' adults. The only difference
was their sexual pairing.
	Then she developed cancer. The last few weeks of her life were
filled with terrible pain, TJ. We watched her deteriorate right before our
eyes. After she died, Jesse and I were forcibly separated. He was still
seventeen and his Father gained custody of him.  His Dad is a violent man
who hates homosexuals, TJ. I was afraid for him to leave and he was afraid
to go".  Andy paused a moment before continuing. Letting out a long sigh he
continued.
	"Jesse promised to call me when he arrived in Connecticut. The call
never came. After six weeks the attorney for his Mothers' estate filed a
missing persons report. When the Police went to check up on him, the house
was empty. His Father had left in a hurry, leaving too many important
things behind. The police began an open investigation which soon turned
into a homicide investigation. The case is still open, so they won't tell
me what else they know. Only that his Father is the prime suspect. He's
vanished and has never been found".
	I hugged Andrew tightly and whispered "I'm here for you Andrew. I
know how much you loved him and how much he loved you. Lets keep hoping
they find his Father". "I love you, TJ" Andy whispered with a shake in his
voice "I will stay with you forever. You know that don't you?"
	I took his face in my hand and lifted it. Gazing deeply into his
eyes I replied "I know Andy. I love you and I'll never, ever leave
you"......
				........ Continued