So here it is, my first piece of fanfiction. Ever. I would ask you to all be gentle with me, but I'd rather you were honest instead.

I may do a few prequels to this depending on how it's received. Please leave a review, even if you hate it, as reviews are food for my soul. :D

I need to shout out to a couple people who A: encouraged me to do this and B: who had such lovely things to say about this little piece I wrote so...

Rhiannamator, my goddess of smuts, thank you for pushing me. Thanks for reading this pre-publication. *Snaps a salute* Minion reporting for duty MA'AM!

PrincessofPunk: You little angel you. All the way on the other side of the world to me and the smuts has made is friends!

Shezli: thanks for being amazing! And inspiring, and for emailing me pictures of Adam when I needed them most.

It wasn't often he found himself like this, unsure of what to do, and definitely out of his comfort zone, but the guys had insisted, and not being one to disappoint his friends, he'd gone along with the pack. So here he was, cradling a lite beer at an unfamiliar bar. And not only that, a gay bar. It had been a long time since he'd been in an establishment like this, not since his late teens when he'd gotten himself a fake ID and gone to a bar two towns over from his own, thinking that the further away from home he was the less likely he'd be recognised. But recognised he had been, and by the hottest guy he knew. Typical. He'd lit on out of there as fast as his legs could carry him and he had never gone back.

Snapping himself back to the present he slowly peeled the label from his beer in stripes, leaving a trail of paper on the floor under his bar stool as he turned to scan the dance floor. His friends were all out there, whooping and hollering at him to get his butt off the stool and join them, but he wasn't interested. He didn't dance, not since he attempted it at his high school graduation and was told by a group of the bitchiest girls in school that he danced like a retarded crane fly.

And then, right then, a vision danced across the floor and his entire perception changed. It was HIM. Of course, it just had to be him didn't it. "Shit..." He mumbled to himself and started to lift himself off the barstool, draining the last of the beer. "Let me get you a refill" said a voice in his ear, and as he turned, there he was, all blonde hair and beautiful eyes. "Ah... No, thanks man, but, no. I'm just... Leaving actually."

"You're kidding me right? You only just got here!"

"How do you know when I got here?"

"Easy, I watched you come in. I've been watching you for a while now actually. Well, your back, I've been watching your back mostly. Your friends have been dancing up a storm since you all got in here but you, you've just sat there, with your beer, all mopey. What's the haps man? You bored or somethin'?"

Well, the blonde vision certainly is persistent, isn't he, he thought to himself.

"Not bored, just... Nothing. Nothing it's fine. If you're insisting on buying me a beer I'll have one of these." He lifted his empty, label shredded bottle and smiled a little. "If you don't mind that is?"

"If I minded, I wouldn't have offered". The blonde smiled and signalled to the bar tender, ordering two beers and two chasers, sitting himself on the next door bar stool. "So, if you're not into dancing, what brings you in here?"

"My crazy ass friends. They seem to think I'm spending too much time on my own recently."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah. Bad break up. And according to them happiness is not to be found in solitude and re-runs of 'Dog the Bounty Hunter'." He grinned. "Happiness is supposedly found here, with a, what did they say again? Oh yeah... A driving bassline, an ass that won't quit and legs that go all the way up..."

"Your friends have seen 'Tremors' too many times." He laughed. "But that's ok, so have I!" The blonde paused for a moment. "So, your friends have dragged you here hoping you'll get laid, am I right?"

"In a nutshell. Yes. I'm Jay by the way. Thanks for the drinks."

"Adam" the blonde replied. "And I know who you are."

Jay was stunned. He honestly hasn't known what to think when he clapped eyes on Adam again after all these years. Yes, he'd known who he was, of course he did. After all, they were from the same hometown, attended the same school. They had never had anything to do with each other but Jay knew all about him. Adam was gorgeous back then, all legs and blonde hair, eyes you could drown in, and that hadn't changed to this day it seemed. Adam had been the boy every girl wanted to be with and every guy wanted to be. He seemed to have it all, good looks, good grades... So for Jay to have seen him that night, in THAT bar had rocked him to his core. He didn't know if Adam was gay or not, but he certainly hadn't wanted it to get round that he was gay, not when he had only recently come to terms with it himself. That's why he'd run out. Scared.

"You... You do?" Jay managed to stutter out.

"Of course! I remember you from high school. Cool as ice Jay Reso, captain of the wrestling team. As I remember you led your team to a tri-state victory our senior year". Adam took a pull on his beer bottle and then threw his whiskey down his neck, shuddering a little. Jay watched and swallowed hard. "Blergh... Whiskey." Adam said as he slammed his glass on the bar.

"If you don't like the stuff, why order it?" Jay asked before downing his own shot, then taking a mouthful of beer, smiling softly.

"Honestly?" Adam asked. Jay just nodded. "Dutch courage".

Jay stared, open mouthed. "You, need Dutch courage. To talk... To me?"

Adam looked down at his beer, turning the bottle in his hands. "Yeah. I've always thought, well, I always thought you were a good looking guy, y'know..."

Jay took a deep breath, and looked over at Adam smiling, before hopping off his stool. "Let's grab a table. Can't really talk at the bar now can we?"

"Or we could, I dunno, go somewhere else, if you wanted?" Adam replied.

Jay laughed, smiling broadly. "Slow down there tiger, let's just grab a table, see where we go from there, We've got a lot to catch up on I think".

Adam let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, looking a little crestfallen. "All right, if you think that's best..."

Jay looked over at Adam and took a pace closer to him, tucking a rogue strand of blonde hair behind Adam's ear. "Let's talk. I haven't seen you since..."

Adam cut him off as he leant into Jay's gentle fingers. "Since you ran out of that bar all those years ago..." He got off his stool and stood next to Jay, then motioned to a free table over the other side of the busy club. Jay nodded and allowed Adam to lead the way through the throng of dancers and party people, ignoring the questioning looks and raised eyebrows from his friends as he gently laid his hand on the small of Adam's back, partly to keep up with the long legged blonde, and partly because he just had the urge to touch him.

Arriving at the booth Jay surprised himself by sliding in next to Adam, instead of opposite him, wanting to be close enough to talk to him comfortably. He realised they had left their drinks sitting on the bar and he motioned for a server and ordered them a couple of long necks each, not wanting to break the inevitable long conversation to order more beer. Drinks deposited at the table Jay looked at Adam nervously. So Adam HAD seen him that night, and Jay wondered why he hadn't immediately told his group of friends. It had only been a couple of years since high school finished and he was pretty sure Adam would still have moved in the same circles.

"So... You saw me that night? It was so long ago, I barely remember it..."

Adam looked Jay full in the face as he spoke. "Yeah, I remember. Pretty much the same as tonight, I saw you come in. I took myself off to the bathroom to splash water on my face, I'd been dancin' y'know?" He took a small sip of his beer before continuing. "I'd decided to come and say hi and I could have sworn you saw me wave at you, but by the time I got to where you'd been I turned round and you were halfway out the door. I headed out too but, I got outside and you were gone".

Jay was in shock. "I uh... Oh. I... Well..." Words were not coming easily to Jay. "Look Adam, the thing about that night... I..." He took a beat to compose himself. "I'd only just realised in that last year that I was gay. I'd talked myself into going into that club for weeks before hand, I figured it was safe for me, being so far from home? But... There you were. And I got scared. Figured you'd tell all your buddies I was gay."

"And why do you think I was there huh? Cuz the music was so awesome? No way man, I was there, believe it or not, because I'm gay. I knew all through high school. Just, couldn't tell anyone. The circle I moved in? Not the most homo friendly crowd dude". He laughed a little. "I have a confession to make..."

"Go on..." Jay said encouragingly.

"You remember, back when you won the championship thing, you were interviewed for the local rag?" Jay nodded, he remembered very well, his dad had cut the article out of the paper and framed it, hanging it in pride of place on the living room wall, where anyone who walked into the Reso household could see it.

"I bought two copies. I cut out the picture of you and I had it on my locker door." Then shocking them both, Adam leaned forward and kissed him, softly at first, then more emboldened as Jay didn't pull away, running his tongue gently along the seam of Jay's lips, encouraging him to open up. Jay did, his tongue snaking out to meet Adam's, a soft moan escaping him. The kiss was perfect, soft and sweet; just two people exploring each other's mouths as the rest of the world fell away, leaving them in their own little bubble. Adam broke the kiss first, looking at Jay intently. "I've wanted to do that to you since I was 15..." Jay said nothing, but crushed his mouth to Adams in a soul searching kiss, his fingers entwining themselves in long blonde locks, his tongue trying to map out the inside of Adams mouth. This time it was Jay that ended the kiss, breathlessly looking into Adams eyes. "And I've wanted to do that to you for as long as I can remember, even before I knew what I was. You're an amazing kisser. I can't believe I was stupid enough to let myself walk out that night. I'm a grade A idiot I guess!" He laughed, eyes shining.

"So" Adam grinned. "What happens now?"

Chapter 2 is already written and will be along soon...