A Love I Can't Erase

**Andy Point of View**

Do you have any idea how bad it sucks to be in heat? Every month since I was fourteen I go into heat. It's similar to when a female dog goes into heat except it is worse. I don't bleed, that would be weird. No. I just get so damned horny that I want to fuck everything I see. Makes me feel like a whore.

Well not everything I see. Just Ashley, Jake, Jinxx, CC, our tour manager (he is not that attractive), the driver for our bus, even the inevitable weird guy at the concerts. You understand. Every guy I come across during this cursed time of the month is like steak to a starving dog.

What's bad is when I finally am released from the throes of the heat, I look at people and think, "I really wanted them to fuck my brains out?"

It is annoying to say the least.

"Hey, Andy!" Someone called out.

"What?" I looked up to see Jake. Sexy, sexy Jake.

"You're in heat, aren't you?" He asked smugly.

"Yes, and it blows ass." I groaned and looked away. His eyes were too much. SO brown and his nose being the sexy thing it is leading to his sexy lips.

"Andy, those are my lips." Damn, I looked back?

"I know, I know. I'm sorry" I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. Mistake. Jake's scent assaulted my nose and I nearly moaned out loud.

I took another deep breath and a scent so much better than Jake's infiltrated my nostrils. Ashley Purdy.

"Hey, Ash." Jake said. I could hear the smile in his voice. Sonuvabitch knows I go into heat, but Ashley doesn't. He just thinks that I get really clingy and emotional for a week every month. He's joked and called it my 'man period.' He has no idea.

"Hey, Jake. What's up with Andy?" Ashley asked with concern.

"He's just on his man-period." Jake smirked.

"Oh, okay." He laughed as though it was funny, but I know for a fact, I do not find humor in this.

"Hey, Ashes." I said. It sounded like I moaned his name. Did he notice that? I don't know.

Ashley says hey back and comes to sit next to me. It's weird. When I go into heat, Ashley is always right next to me. Not that I am complaining, but his scent is always so strong, stronger than every one else in the entire world. He put his arm around my shoulders and got comfortable. His hand brushed my arm and I had to suppress a moan at the contact.

He noticed me tense and hugged me to him.

"You okay, Ands?" He asked.

"Y-Yeah. I'm okay. I gotta pee." I got up and went to the bathroom. I closed and locked the door. I pressed my back to the door and opened the fly on my jeans to pull my dick from my suddenly very tight pants. I was ridiculously hard.

I began to pump the thickness of my meat; faster and harder. I bit my arm to suppress my noises further.

Finally I come and clean myself up. I didn't last long. I never do at the beginning of the heat.

I exit the bathroom and Ashley closes his eyes and inhales deeply. He was slow about it, as though savoring the scent.

"What smells so good, Ash?" Jinxx asked smirking.

"Nothing. Just need to take a deep breath." He responded a gentle blush on his cheeks.

"Sure." Jinxx looked to the movie they had put on.

What does Jinxx know?



** Ashley **

God, Andy's pheromones are driving me batshit crazy! He opened the bathroom door and I was hit full blast by his scent. He'd obviously just jacked off. I could smell it. I could smell it every time he was in heat. (Shh. Don't tell him I know!)

I closed my eyes and inhaled slowly. Jinxx, the sonuvabitch, knew I was sniffing Andy's pheromones so he brought attention to it. I gave my lame excuse and everyone went back to the movie.

Andy sat down next to me and I had to suppress a moan and cross my legs. Of course he noticed and gave me a side glance. I pretended not to see it and tried to watch the movie.

By the time the movie had finished Jinxx and Jake had retired to bed. CC was passed the hell out in a chair. Andy had laid his head against my shoulder and was sleeping. His mouth was slightly agape, his lips glistening innocently, and his face was smooth making him look about sixteen again. So innocent.

I readjusted him so that his head was in my lap. His legs curled tighter to him and he pressed the backs of his hand to his cheeks. He tightened his muscles in a stretch of sorts then relaxed again, still blissfully asleep. His cheek rubbed against my thigh and he sighed happily. I played with his hair, shorter though it may be in comparison to what it was.

Eventually I too fell into sleep with my head rested against the back of the couch.

Notes

I'm sorry if it is short, I have a limited amount of time to right. But I will try to post at least one chapter every day (minus Saturday and Sunday) Bear with me, my children, bear with me.