Can I just say, Dammnnnnn ZADDY looking hella fine.

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October 17, 3 weeks until Andrew's birthday.

Not like that Angel, here let me do it. I signed to Andrew, trying to help him put up our tent, which he was failing at, but wanted to do it by himself.

No, I want it this way! Andrew signs furiously at me, picking up a tent pole and sticking it in the ground, kind of slanted, but I kept quiet.

Okay do it that way then, I chuckle, not wanting to make him even more angry.

Andrew turns to me and puts his hands on my chest, What are you doing, I laugh gently. I put my hands in his braids, knowing he likes it when I play with his hair.

I want to hear a laugh... I bet your laugh is beautiful, Andrew sighs turning around to finish his disaster of a tent.

My laugh is ugly compared to yours. You have the laugh of a goddess, I signed putting my hands around his waist and kissing his neck.

Andrew pulled back and grabbed the notepad, we occasionally use, and started to write. I sit down on the ground feeling confused as to why Andrew pulled back so fast, but I know what he's writing will tell me.

I pull Andrew down in between my legs as he writes, knowing it's going to take a while. The only time we use the notepad is if we have a lot to say and I know Andrew has something to say when he gets this passionate look on his face.

It took a while of convincing Ms. Wildenburg, the group home caregiver, to let me take Andrew camping for a week. Luckily, Andrew is home schooled and they just studied extra hard, then let me take him for a week. They were really concerned, so they gave me all his medicine and his instructions to what Andrew is allergic too.

This is also me and Andrew's first time camping, so we're struggling, just a bit. Especially since I'm a spoiled business man, and Andrew's a sheltered teen.

Andrew pinched my arm, getting my attention. I took the notepad filled with Andrew's unique handwriting,

I told the teen girls at the group home I kissed a boy and they said kissing is only for couples and between two people and we HAVE to be boyfriends to kiss. So I told them we are both boys and friends, they said it wasn't the same. So they told me not to let you kiss me any more until you asked me to be your boyfriend! But I really like your kisses, so please ask.

I chuckled, they're right I should've asked. Boyfriends are only supposed to kiss each other, your the only one I kiss and the only one I want to kiss. I took Andrew's hands and placed them on my chest as I signed, Andrew Jenkins Will you be my boyfriend?

I don't know... Andrew pretended to think about it, tapping his chin lightly, as if in thought.

Why you little joker, Andrew got up and ran making me chase him as he giggled wildly. He ran behind a tree and peaked to the other side. I caught him while he was looking in the other direction, wrapping my arms around him and spinning him around. His eyes shining brightly as he laughed uncontrollably.

His beautiful laugh rang throughout the quiet forest, seemingly making everything in the forest to be happier. Say yes, I persuaded, stopping my spinning and setting him down.

Yes, Andrew wrapped his arms around my neck and looked up at me, now kiss me.

You kiss me, I pinned him against the tree we were by, wanting Andrew to be confident enough to make the first move. We haven't kissed since the first time in the park, being we were both too busy, and Andrew is still a little shy with kissing.

Andrew's dark brown eyes were basically glowing in the evening light, making him even more mesmerizing than he already is.

I don't know how, Andrew signed, his mouth turning into a slight pout, like he was disappointing me.

You don't have to know how, I won't judge you baby. I love you and nothing will make me stop loving you. I leaned in where my lips were barely touching his, waiting for him to be confident enough to make the first move. Now kiss me.

Andrew leaned in slowly and placed his lips on mine hesitantly, and slowly started moving his lips. It was rough at first but soon Andrew got into it. He was still a little hesitant with his movements, but I loved how he was taking the first steps. I picked Andrew up, noticing he was getting tired of standing, and let him wrap his legs around my waist. Andrew's breath was a mixture of chocolate from the donuts we ate before we got here, and a little mint from him brushing his teeth after. All in all it was perfect just like our first kiss.

I had a feeling every kiss with Andrew would be just as ecstatic as the last. Rather it be slow and passionate or rough and hasty. I especially loved when Andrew realized he sped up too much, so he slows down the kiss, it was so uneven that it was perfect.

I held his cheek in my hand and slowed the kiss down, but letting Andrew do most of the work.

I pulled back looking Andrew in the eyes, I set Andrew down by the half-built tent. I love you, I signed. That's probably my favorite thing to sign to Andrew. No that is my favorite thing to sign to Andrew.

I love you,more than anything in this world... He looked thoughtful for a moment, Can you say it out loud please?

Out loud?

Yes please, I want to feel the vibrations of your voice. Andrew rested his head against my chest and put his hands against my chest.

I took a deep breath, I love you Andrew Jenkins. I felt open to Andrew in this position, I felt free and loved. I felt vulnerable hoping Andrew enjoyed my voice as much I enjoyed his.

Andrew lifted his head and sighed, I bet your voice is perfect.

I pecked Andrew's lips, you're perfect. Your perfect brown skin, mixed with your perfect brown eyes, and your perfect lips and hair, everything about you is perfect. If you can hear my voice or not, you're the best boyfriend ever.

We've only been boyfriends for 10 minutes, Andrew giggled.

You know what I meant, I laughed.

"Uh Uh I Ia UH I", Andrew started stuttering and concentrating really hard, trying to say something. He looked at the ground, eyebrows furrowing with concentration. I knew he was trying to speak, he did this when he tried to say words that just wouldn't come out.

I lifted his head, You don't have to strain yourself to speak to impress me.

I want to say 'I love you 'out loud for you. I know I can do it.

Lets put up the tent, okay baby and then we can cook our food and cuddle afterwards. I suggested, trying to get Andrew's mind off speaking before his mood changes and he throws a tantrum.

Andrew nodded enthusiastically, then went back to putting up the tent. The forest we were in wasn't too far away from the city and civilization, just in case we had to go back and get something. We were in a clearing, with tall, green oak trees surrounding us and a small stream just a hike away with beautiful, grey rocks by it.

To make the camping trip more authentic, I brought the classic foods to cook, smores, sausages, granola bars and more stuff I saw other people bring on their camping trips on some Youtube videos.

I went back to the car, which isn't parked too far and started unloading everything from the car; our sleeping bags, food, and clothes. Once I get back and settled down, I took time to look at how beautiful Andrew looked putting the tent up.

Especially bent over in his small shorts that tightened when he moved and were just a little too short, but I definitely wasn't complaining. One amazing thing about this camping trip was getting to see Andrew's legs in shorts. Andrew had the most beautiful legs I've ever seen. They were short, but not too short, had the right amount of hair on them, and were the most beautiful shade of brown that glistened when in the sunlight.

I couldn't help but to let my mind wander to what it would be like to have his legs on my shoulders as I pound into him. And to have his legs glistening from other things beside the sunlight.

I zone back into reality, seeing Andrew almost finished with the tent, so I started collecting wood for the fire.

Once the tent was done, a little slanted, but done, we moved our stuff in it and Andrew started changing. And he didn't shy away when undressing either.

One thing I learned was Andrew went commando when wearing shorts. And the term Big Black Cock, was true to it's name. I didn't have time to stare too long or let my mind wander, before Andrew put on sweats to hide his masterpiece of a body. He then put on his cute little Angry Bird plush hat, to keep his head warm.

After Andrew got changed we went and started the fire then pulled out the sausages.

Once our food was roasting over the fire, with my limited knowledge on cooking, I predicted it'd take five to seven minutes; so me and Andrew definitely had a little time to spare.

Let's just say, a heated make out session caused us to burn the sausages and Andrew to cry because he thought it was his fault.

In the end we just decided to make smores.

This is my first ever smore, Andrew signed taking his off the plate.

Mine too.

I took a bite at the same time as Andrew and we both agreed that smores are our new favorite dessert. In fact Andrew ate the rest of mine, and two more.

Andrew tapped my shoulder after we were finished eating and were just sitting around the fire, he pointed up. I looked up just in time to see a shooting star. I closed my eyes and made a wish, I was sure to come true.

I wished for a giant teddy bear, I never had a teddy bear before, Andrew told me. What'd you wish for?

I looked into Andrew's brown eyes that were reflecting the moon's light,making him glow, I wished for you to never stop smiling that mesmerizing smile.

Andrew smiled and kissed me lovingly.

I love you.

All I needed was Andrew's beautiful smile and every wish of mine could be fulfilled.

I saw this kid on my bus with a Andry bird hat on, like this exact one. And I was like shit gotta put that in my fucking book. So i did.

What do you think Andrew's Birthday present will be??