Fight for a Life, Live for Love

AN: Thank you to all my reviewers! It is greatly appreciated! This story is dedicated to my babygirl. She knows who she is -winks-. Here is chapter three! Contains a minor M/M scene.

Chapter Three

Over the past few days, Andy has been trying to figure out how to set his plan into motion. Nate was due over to start on the ramps soon and he wanted his first plan to get set up before he got here. He didn't tell Auntie Janey what he was doing because she's a girl and she would end up blabbing to Chris about what Andy was doing. Chris was in the shower and Andy knew that the time was now. Being watched by Auntie Janey, he already knew about sex and condoms. He was rather mature for his age.

He quickly rolled into the kitchen and went to the counter that the sandwiches and lemonade his Uncle made for Nate were sitting. Good thing that Chris promised Nate lunch and something to drink while he was working or this would never work. It was so perfect! Andy giggled softly as he pulled out a condom from his pocket, he got it the last time he was babysat by Auntie Janey from her room, and lifted the top bread from a sandwich and slid it on top.

As soon as he put the bread back on the sandwich and wheeled himself to the fridge to pull out a juice box, Chris walked in pulling a shirt over his head. "Hey Kiddo. Still going with Auntie Janey to that birthday party?" He asked as he grabbed a bottle of water.

Andy frowned for a second before throwing on a smile and nodded his head. "Yup! She'll be picking me up in about an hour." He almost forgot about the party. He really wanted to stay and see how it went with the condom but he really liked Toby.

"You all set to go?" Chris asked the boy.

The little boy nodded his head again. "Yes, Uncle Chris."

Janey came and got Andy about fifty minutes later. Chris checked to make sure all was well before the doorbell rang ten minutes later. He smoothed out his shirt and went to open the door.

"Hello, Nate." He greeted him when the door was opened. "Please come in." He said standing aside trying not to look at the man in just a white tanktop. The man was wearing a pair of loose, torn up jeans with paint stains on them. The shirt was showing off the dark, toned arms that had a tribal tattoo going around his bicep. He was yummy!

The dark man stepped inside and smiled. "Hello, Chris. Got all I need to start and maybe finish today if the weather doesn't turn bad." He motioned to the dark sky outside.

"Well you can start whenever you want and I made you sandwiches and lemonade just as promised." Chris smiled at the man.

Nate smiled. "Gracias, Señor. If I get a boo boo will you kiss it better?" He teased the lighter man.

The blush that covered the lighter man's skin was adorable and made him want to grab that face and kiss every inch of skin that the reddness went. It made him wonder how far down the blush went.

Chris cleared his throat trying to shake away the thought of kissing anywhere on the dark man's skin. "It all depends on where." He said finally clearing his thoughts that would make this situation uncomfortable.

The dark man laughed and looked at Chris. "Alright. I will get started on those ramps." And with that, Nate walked out.

Taking a deep breath, Chris walked to the window in the living room and watched Nate bring out tools and wood from his truck. He had to stop this or else he would be in trouble. Sighing heavily, he moved from the window unknowing that while he was lost in his thoughts, Nate got distracted by him.

Lunch time came quickly and Chris grabbed a sandwich from the pile and poured some lemonade  into two glasses. He put them on a tray and carried it outside to the other man. The man was beyond gorgeous when he got into the zone of working.

Nate looked up and smiled when he saw Chris. "Lunch time, already?" He asked as he took off his gloves and safety glasses.

"Yes it is." Chris answered as he smiled. The smile the man had was contagious. He turned and set the tray down on the table in between two chairs on the porch before he sat down in one of the chairs himself and grabbed a glass of lemonade. "How's it coming along?" He wondered.

The dark haired man nodded. "It's coming along nicely. Got the ramp cut out. Just have to put it together and cut out that part of the banister." He said as he motioned to a part that needed to be cut out. He walked onto the porch and sat down in the chair on the other side of the table.

Chris was happy that Nate was so thorough but yet not that expensive too. He seemed to know what he was doing too. "Thank you for doing this."

Nate smiled and shrugged. "It's my job." He winked as he picked up the sandwich. He took a bite and made a confused face as he removed the top of the bread. "Uh, Chris?"

The light man looked over. "Yeah, what is....." His words died in his throat when his eyes connected with the Trojan wrapper sitting on the sandwich. "O-oh God! How the hell did that get there?!" He almost cried out in horror. His face, if it was even possible, turned an even brighter shade of red. Lord if you have any misery, kill me now! He thought to himself.

Seeing how the other man reacted, he laughed. "Is there something you would like to tell me, Chris?"

The rambling from the other man stopped when Nate said something. He looked at the dark man and blinked a few times. "I...huh?" He said trying to figure out how to answer that.

"Nothing but I'm going to keep this. Never know when I might need one." Nate winked at Chris as he pocketed the condom.

If it was even possible, he blushed again. He was going to to turn into a tomato! The thunder rolled and it made both men jump. The storm was completely forgotten in those few moments. They looked up and saw that the storm clouds were almost right above them and Nate's tools were still sitting out.

The two men laughed and ran down to gather Nate's tools to put them in his truck but first they got the wood put on the porch so it didn't get damaged. Right when they were putting his tools into his truck, the sky turned even darker and rain fell without warning, no sprinkle or warning drops, just poured. With a yell and laugh, the two ran to the front porch. Both were soaken wet just from the few feet it took to get from the driveway to the porch.

"Well, that was unexpected." Chris laughed. "Let's head inside and get dry." He said as he motioned for the other man to follow him.

Nate followed Chris inside and what he figured was the other man's bedroom. It had it's own bathroom. The room was nicely put together. Dark wood furniture with a Queen sized bed covered in gray and blue bedclothes. He was handed a towel and smiled his thanks before pulling off his soaked shirt.

Chris was about to say something but when he turned and saw Nate without a shirt the words were gone. His eyes went to his chest and almost moaned when he saw the dark hair that was scattered across that firm, toned chest. He looked down to follow the happy trail that went down his chest and disappeared into his pants. It was almost enough to make him moan just by the look of that happy trail.

The dark man smiled when he saw where the other man's eyes were going. His own dark eyes looked down and almost...almost groaned when he saw a bulge forming in his pants.  He licked his lips and stepped closer to Chris, stopping right when their chests were almost touching.

The lighter man was so occupied with the man's chest that he didn't realize that the other man moved until he saw how close that chest was to him. He looked up into those dark eyes and almost gasped when he saw how much desire and lust was in them. They were mesmerizing. It was like he was in a trance and he didn't fight as his wet shirt was lifted off his body.

After tossing the wet shirt to the floor, Nate got a good look at the other man. His chest wasn't as defined as his own but it was still sexy. It was scattered with freckles and very fine hair. His eyes traveled down his chest to his stomach and groaned softly. Chris wasn't stick thin skinny. No he had a little belly and a cute little outie belly button. Nate has never seen someone as beautiful as Chris.

Chris started breathing hard as his desire for the other man rose. He couldn't say who started it but their lips met with a clash of tongue and teeth. It wasn't perfect but it was enough to make Chris moan and Nate growl. He wrapped his arms around the bigger man's neck as he felt strong arms wrap around his waist pulling him closer. The feel of that strong, firm chest against his chest made him moan again.

The dark man groaned as he felt his arousal being pressed against the smaller man's. His hips seemed to have a mind of their own as they started to rock up and down against the other man's.

Breaking the kiss, Chris threw his head back and moaned loudly. His vision was foggy and his breathing was erratic. He forgotten that he told himself that he shouldn't be doing this. The bite he felt on his neck was enough to break him from the lust filled spell and he pulled himself from Nate.

"I'm sorry..I-I can't.." He blinked back tears as he ran to his bathroom and shut the door. Chris slid down the door and pulled his knees to his chest. The guilt from forgetting about Andy crashed down on him as he started to cry softly. The slamming of the front door and a vehicle leaving only made him cry harder.

What had he done?

AN: So here was chapter three. If anyone has any ideas as to what else Andy could do, let me know. Review please!