Unlikely

*** Just a brief caveat, the characters in this story will have sex but it's not going to be like a lot of other stories where they have sex all the time and would screw anything that had a pulse and a penis.
This is also my first attempt at anything like this so feedback would be appreciated.

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I guess before I start I should give some brief background. I'm Colin. I just turned 18 and am a senior in high school, graduating in two months. I'm about half an inch under 6 foot, though usually just ignore that and call it six foot, have short blonde hair, and blue-green eyes. I'm pretty skinny but not overly so. I used to get made fun of for it until I started working out; while I'm not buff I have some definition. I'm definitely not hot, but I would definitely pass for cute.

My dad used to be a partner in a big law firm, but he became an alcoholic and a gambler. He lost all our money and became abusive to my mother and me. From there most everything went to shit. Mom and I were forced to run and leave behind everything. We had to move from a really nice house to a kind of dumpy apartment. This happened when I was thirteen; about the same time I realized I was gay. I hardly remember my childhood.

I'm a hopeless romantic and complete sap. Oh, and for the last 5 years I've been hiding that I'm gay from almost everyone, that's probably pretty significant.

I have a great group of friends. There are Tony and Jesse, who have been boyfriend and girlfriend since freshman year (even though it had been expected since about fourth grade) Then there is Jenn, the one person in the world who knows I'm gay, I came out to her after she asked me out a couple times and I turned her down. She was really upset about it and so I wanted to make her feel better. She was actually ecstatic, what girl doesn't want a gay best friend? Rounding it off is Nick, who has been out of the closet since, well, I don't think he ever actually could have been considered in the closet. We joke that his first word was "fabulous." His parents insist that it was Mommy but we have our doubts. He actually spent a lot of high school hitting on me, but he isn't my type.

Every Thursday night my friends and I went to the same restaurant. It was a diner in midtown, near Central Park. The food wasn't great but it was pretty cheep and it was well located so we kept going back. Eventually it got to the point that we wouldn't even have to talk about it ahead of time, we just all showed up there at 6 and went in.

For a while they had a really homely old woman as a waitress, since we always sat in the same booth we always had her. Basically every Thursday night became interchangeable, show up at 6 pm, bitch about our teachers, homework, and classmates who pissed us off, order the same food, crack the same jokes about, Barbara the woman who served us food.

One night was different though. We walked past the guy at the front, he handed us our menus, long having given up on actually showing us to our seats. We sat down and stared at them waiting for Barbara to come up and say in a somewhat annoying voice "What can I get you guys?" even though each of us always ordered the same thing.

After a couple minutes of staring at the menu and making offhanded comments about what one of the many dumb asses we were forced to put up with in school had said that day I saw a body come up to the table and ask "What can I get you guys?"

"I'll have a hamburger with bacon and a..." I stopped for a second and noticed that rather than a raspy, nasally, clearly female voice, it was a deep almost sexual voice that had asked. I looked up and saw the most gorgeous guy I had ever seen. I found myself staring at him, trying to soak it all in, he looked to be around 20 or so, his spiked light brown hair, his deep brown eyes, his tanned skin, his toned muscles which were visible through his black t-shirt. I looked at his nametag; his name was Dave, though somehow I thought I knew him already. Jenn nudged me under the table and I came back to reality.

"Sorry, I'll have a hamburger with bacon and a Coke please." I quickly tried to say something to explain my abrupt stop. "By the way, where is Barbara?"

"She actually is out sick today, she has the flu or something, I didn't really ask."

Nick cut in "I'll have you please."

Dave blushed a bit but said "Sorry, you're not my type." Then he looked at me and I thought I saw him smile, just for a second. I thought I had imagined it though.

"Fine then, I'll have a Caesar salad and a root beer."

Everyone else ordered and he walked towards the kitchen. I found myself glancing at his bubble butt at he walked away. Jenny elbowed me again.

We ate our food and decided to go to a movie; I can't even remember what it was, though because when we got to the theater I realized I had forgot my phone. I really needed my phone so I said bye to them and headed back. I went in and asked the cashier if I had left my phone there, no one had turned it in. I went back to check our table but again there wasn't anything there. I was disappointed, but assumed someone had probably picked it up and gave it up as a loss. I left and had walked about a block towards Central Park when I heard someone call out from behind me. I turned around and saw Dave running towards me.

"Did you lose something?"

"Yeah, my phone, that's why I came back."

"Did it look like this?" He had it in his hand.

"Yeah, you found it?"

"Yeah, I'll give it back to you but it's going to cost you."

"Um... what? It's my phone, I could go in there and tell them you were trying to steal it and you would..."

"Calm down, I didn't mean money."

"What? Ok, what's it going to cost me?"

"You're really cute, and so you're going to take me to dinner."

My mouth reacted impulsively.
My mind: "What? Like a date? With you? Seriously? You think I'm cute? Oh my god yes."
My mouth: "What? Like a date? I'm not gay."

"You don't need to hide it, I saw you staring at me."

My mouth apparently had a mind of it's own that night
My mind: "You're right, I was, you're so hot I couldn't help it, I would love to go to dinner with you."
My mouth: "I'm not gay, leave me alone."
My mind: "Dear lord I'm a moron."

I snatched my phone from his hand and crossed the street onto the cobbled sidewalk that runs along the east side of the park. I thought he was cute; I just really didn't want to be seen on a date with another guy. He was making it really hard. Actually, he was making more than one thing hard but that's beside the point.

"Ok, fine, I'm sorry, let me give you something to make it up to you."

"What?" I said in a rather frustrated voice. I was more frustrated with myself than with him.

"This." He put his hands on my cheeks and pulled my face to his, then softly kissed my lips.

My face turned bright red, he had caught me, and I really couldn't deny it anymore.

He smiled "So when are we going on that date?"

Finally the part of me that wasn't terrified of being found out won "How about Saturday night?"

"Ok."

"What's your number?"

"You have it already, I took the liberty of putting it in your phone."

I scrolled through my contacts, and surely enough there was a Dave who had not been there before.

"I have to get back to the diner, we're not that busy tonight but still, they won't be happy with me being gone, even if it was under the pretext of giving a regular customer his phone." And with that he ran off.

That night I couldn't get to sleep, as I lay in bed Dave's face kept running through my head. I couldn't stop thinking about what he tasted like, or what it would feel like to have him suck me off. I started jacking off and imagined it was his mouth on my dick instead of my hand. After a couple minutes I cummed all over my chest. Eventually I got to sleep with thoughts of him still dancing through my head.

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Friday came and went, and Saturday arrived. Jenn called at around 2 to wish me luck and say that if I didn't tell her everything after she was outing me. She's supportive like that.

I changed clothes about 4 times but finally settled on some tight jeans and a white t-shirt with a blue logo, then spent about 10 minutes in front of the mirror trying to get my hair just right. Finally I decided I looked pretty good and went out.

We had decided to meet at the a book stand at the south east corner of the park, right at 5th and 6th since that was right around where he had kissed me and I thought it was appropriate. I got there about 5 minutes early and started looking through the books.

Not long after I got there I heard someone behind me call me. I turned around hoping it was Dave. I was disappointed to see John, a guy who I had been in school with for years. Of all the people who made fun of Nick for being gay, John was the worst, so needless to say, I wasn't his biggest fan. I tried to shoo him away, I didn't want him to be there when Dave showed up.

"Where is your faggy friend?"

"Well, not here obviously."

"What are you doing here?"

"None of your business, asshole."

"No need to be so sensitive, I'm just asking."

"Well go ask someone who wouldn't push you in front of a subway if given a chance."

With that he glared at me but got the message and walked away.

As John crossed the street and walked down towards Madison, I felt someone tap my ass. As I turned around I saw Dave smiling at me.

"Damn," I thought, "He looks even better than he did a couple days ago, I didn't even think that was possible. I kind of wish I had offered to meet him at his place, then I could have just pushed him back inside and..."

"Um... Colin?"

Damn, he totally interrupted my fantasizing about him, oh well, hopefully some version of it will become reality later. "Sorry, I... Um... I..."

"Don't worry about it, let's go get some food."

We went to a sushi place Dave said was good. He was right. The obvious problem was that, since it was a sushi place, it was expensive, and the way Dave had asked me out kind of implied I was footing the bill. I was fine with that but I kind of wished we had decided on pizza.

"So now what?" I asked as we walked out of the restaurant.

"Well, we could go back to my apartment and watch a movie if you want."

"Sounds good."

He said his apartment was uptown a little on the north end of the park, but we wanted to get there quickly we walked over to the subway station and hopped onto a crowded subway. There wasn't much room and he wound up standing right behind me. Rather than hold onto the pole in the middle of the train for stability he wrapped his arms around me. I felt his dick through the fabric of my pants and knew it was getting hard. Mine was getting pretty hard too.

We got off the subway when we reached his stop, and walked a few blocks to a gorgeous apartment building. He nodded to the doorman and we got in the elevator. He pressed the button and wrapped his arms around me again, this time I was able to return the favor though. We got out at the 22nd floor and entered his apartment. "It's a nice apartment, huh? We moved here a couple years ago when my parents decided suburbia was a nice place to raise kids but wasn't really what we needed anymore. I have to go get something from my room. My parents are on vacation so make yourself at home." He kicked his shoes off so I took mine off and left them at the front door. The carpet felt good beneath my toes, the carpets in my apartment are kind of gross but these were beautiful and soft.

I followed him to the living room and sat down on a couch with my hands in my lap. I had been to a couple nice apartments for parties and stuff but nothing like this, at least not since the shit hit the fan and we had to run, and I was terrified that even touching something would cause it to shatter. I looked out the window, the view was amazing. You could see all the way across the park to the buildings on the other side. I wondered what his parents must do to afford a place like this. There were some pictures of him and an older man and woman, and a girl a little younger than him. They looked really happy. I can't remember the last time my family looked anything like that.

"Your family is clearly loaded, why do you work at that diner?" I felt awkward asking it but I was curious. Plus sitting on the couch in silence I felt strange.

I heard him chuckle through the door. "My family may have money but I don't, they give me money for what I need, anything I want that isn't necessary comes from my pocket."

After a couple minutes I heard the door to his room open. In the doorway was him standing in nothing but a pair of black Calvin Klein briefs. I could feel how red my face got. He had chiseled abs and as he circled in the doorway I could see how perfect his butt was. He was clearly hard by this point and it looked pretty big. "Oh my god, he looks amazing," I thought, "What could he possibly see in me."

"So I found what I had to get," He winked at me as he said it than walked over to the couch I was sitting on. By this point my dick hurt in my jeans because it was so hard. He was staring at it. "You could take those off if you're uncomfortable."

"I'm just kind of afraid, I've never really done anything like this." I had never kissed someone, much less anything near where this was clearly going.

"Like what?"

"Like even kiss a guy before, well, kiss anyone before beyond my family and that's different."

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle. I've been missing you for a long time."

I stared blankly. "What did he just say? He's been missing me? I just met him two days ago, didn't I?"

He kissed my lips gently. "I guess you don't remember, you used to live two houses down from me when we were kids. One day you just left. I was really upset. I didn't even know what it was back then but even when we were kids I had a crush on you."

Then I recognized him. He was my best friend from the time we moved in when I was 4 and he invited me to his 6th birthday party, how the hell did I forget him. I had a huge crush on him, he was the reason I knew I was gay, how did I not realize it was him? Clearly I had shut out more than I thought. I started to cry, it was a strange mixture of sorrow for the lost years and lost childhood and happiness that I had found him again.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry, did I say something wrong?"

"No, I'm sorry, it's just... I... I..." I couldn't say it.

He pulled me close and stroked my hair, then kissed my lips softly. "It's ok, don't cry Colin. Don't cry, baby." He held me close until I stopped crying.

"I'm sorry, I just am really happy to see you. I'm so sorry for not recognizing you, I just... I just..." He looked at me like I was the only thing that mattered in the world. "I can't remember anything from before coming to the city. I can barely remember the house I grew up in." He looked like he was about to cry, not because I had hurt him, though I'm sure I had, but because he was sad for me. He looked at me with knowing eyes. Everyone had known what happened, or at least that my dad became a drunk, I guess he pieced the rest together. I started crying again and pressed my face into his neck like I was trying to hide there. He just held me close.

He kissed my lips again and whispered "I've been in love with you for years, when you left I felt like someone had ripped my heart out. I know we were just kids and that probably sounds weird that I was in love with you then, or that I held on for this long, but I did, I love you."

"What?" I stopped crying. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Then it was like a dam broke. I remembered everything. The good and the bad, I remembered my dad coming home drunk and hitting my mother, and I would run out the back door and across the neighbors lawn and sneak into his house and sleep in his room. I remembered when I would be ashamed to go out the days after my dad had hit me because of the bruises but he would come and talk to me. I remembered being alone at night and thinking about him, only about him.

"I love you."

"I love you too. I love you so much." I started to cry again, but this time it was just because I was happy. He still loved me. My phone rang, I knew it was Jenn from the ringtone. It was Beyonce's Single Ladies. She had set it to that as a joke when I wasn't looking a couple months ago but I kept it because frankly I like the song. I knew she would be worried and keep calling if I didn't pick it up. She's persistent like that. "Hey Jenn, I'm in the middle of something right now, I'll call you later." I hung up. She was going to be pissed at me but right now I didn't care. I could only think of Dave.

"I need you, Colin." He kissed me on the lips again. This time it was different though. It wasn't like the comforting kisses he had given me moments earlier. There was passion and desire. He separated my lips with his and started rubbing his tongue against mine. I wanted more, I needed him too. He ran his hands down my sides, they came to a rest on my ass. I needed to feel his naked body against mine. I stopped kissing him to take off my shirt, which he apparently liked since he got up, took me by the hand, and led me into his bedroom.

I think his bedroom was about the size of my living room and kitchen combined. At the other side was a king size bed. He closed the door behind us and wrapped his arms around me again. He pulled me close and I could feel his hard cock pressing against mine through the fabric of my jeans. We kissed again and made our way over to his bed without our lips losing contact with each other's.

He pushed me down on the bed. I could see desire in his eyes. I was sure he'd been dreaming about this for a while. He kissed and sucked on my neck leaving a hickey, then moved down to my nipple, sucking on it and licking it until I moaned, then he bit it softly. He did the same to the other and then kissed his way down to my navel. He licked my navel and I moaned again. I didn't think I could possibly feel this good. He moved down again and kissed the crotch of my pants. My jeans were soaked with precum. He undid my belt and unzipped my pants and pulled my pants and underwear off; my eight-inch cock stood at attention above my trimmed pubes blonde.

"Have you ever done this before?" I asked him hoping that I wouldn't feel so awkward.

"No, I thought it was stupid but I've been waiting, hoping that somehow you would come back into my life, you're my first." I blushed but felt a lot better knowing I wasn't alone.

Dave kissed the head and then licked up from the base up to the head while he played with my balls with one of his hands. With the other hand he started to rub my ass crack. I moaned softly when he touched my tight virgin hole. He put his lips around the head of my cock and swirled his tongue around it, then he started swallowing it. I felt the head of my tongue hit the back of his throat. It was far and away the most amazing thing I'd ever felt. I moaned his name. He kept deep throating me until I cummed, screaming his name. I must have shot ten loads down his throat. He swallowed most of it but some of it ran down from his lips, which he promptly licked off.

"OHMYGODTHATWASAMAZINGDAVE."

He crawled back up to me and kissed my lips. I could taste my cum as our tongues met again. I wanted to taste his cock, which had by now soaked his briefs entirely. I wanted to make him feel the way I just had but he held me down.

"Wait a sec, babe, I'm gonna get something." The last time he said that he came back standing in his doorway in nothing but his underwear, so I was excited. He went to his bedside table and pulled out a bottle of something. I realized it was lube. My hole twitched. He took his underwear off revealing a thick seven-inch dick. I wanted it inside me. I wanted to taste his dick too, but the desire for him to fuck me went way beyond that.

"I want you so badly right now." He poured some of the lube into his hand and started rubbing it on his dick.

"I need to feel you inside me."

He pulled me to the edge of the bed, put my legs on his shoulders, and rubbed what was left of the lube on my ass. With his middle finger he circled my puckered up hole a couple times and then stuck it inside me and started pushing in and out. I had fingered myself before but it was nothing like this, this was so much better. After a couple minutes he stuck a second in, then a third. When he thought I was loose enough to take his dick he pulled them out, rubbed his dick a couple times to get it completely hard again, and placed the head at my hole.

"Are you ready baby?" I nodded.

"Tell me how much you want my dick."

I murmured "I want it inside me so bad right now."

"What? I can't hear you?" Looking back, he had teased me like this when we were kids, he liked to make me red in the face. For some reason I liked that about him.

"Please, Dave, I need to feel you inside me."

"Whatever you want, sweetie." With that he pushed the head of his dick inside me. I felt like my ass was on fire.

"FUUUUUUCK THAT HURTS." He lent down and kissed me and started rubbing my nipples and I relaxed a bit. It stopped hurting so much and actually felt kind of good. I sat there panting for a bit as my ass continued to relax.

"You ready for more?" I just nodded, this time he didn't tease me though. He pushed in deeper. It was a strange mixture of pain and immense pleasure. Once he was all the way in he let me relax again.

He moaned as he started fucking me. "OH MY GOD YOU'RE SO TIGHT"

I barely heard him, I was so lost in the ecstasy of it. He grabbed my dick and started to jack me off in rhythm to his thrusting. I'd never felt anything like it before in my life. He lent over and kissed my lips as he continued to thrust his cock deep inside me and jack me off. Nothing could compare to how it felt to have his dick hitting my prostate, his hand on my dick, and his tongue in my mouth.