John was out walking one night when he spotted a group of men on 42 street. He drives down that street everyday only to stare at one of the men who worked there but he has never had the courage to say anything to him. Taking a deep breath he walks down the busy street. As he neared the group of men he spotted the man he desires standing off on his own so he walks up to him.

Randy saw him and smiled "So you finally decided to come and talk to me, instead of driving by and staring at me."

John blushed "I didn't know that you saw me."

"I did." Randy said. "What's your name?"

John smiled "John."

Randy held out his hand. "Randy, it's nice to meet you."

John shook his hand. "You too." He stuck his hands in his pockets. "So do you want to get out of here? I only stay around the corner?"

Randy nodded "Yeah."

OOO

"Would you like something to drink?" John said going into the kitchen.

"Sure." Randy sat on the couch. "So John what do you do?"

"I'm a lawyer." John said going back into the living room.

"Tell me, what's a hot lawyer like you doing being single?" Randy said taking a beer from John.

John smiled and sat next to him. "I guess it's just never felt right. The guys I'm usually with don't last long."

"So why me?" Randy asked.

John shrugged "I don't know there's just something different about you. I've never felt more comfortable with anyone else."

Randy smiled "You know I don't usually don't sit and talk with anyone but I like doing it with you."

John stood up. "Do you want to continue this in the bedroom?"

OOO

Early the next morning

Randy woke up to an empty bed. He got out and made his way to the kitchen. "What are you doing?"

John looked up at Randy and smiled. "I thought you might be hungry so I made you some breakfast."

Randy sat on the stool near the counter. "No one has ever made me breakfast before, so why are you?"

John shrugged "I just thought you might be hungry. Is that a bad thing?"

Randy shook his head. "No"

OOO

If you don't mind me asking, why are you doing this?" John asked.

Randy stopped eating and looked up at John. "Well my parents kicked me out and I didn't have anywhere else to go. Then I met this guy who told me that I could make a lot of money. Years later he still says I'm his favorite. I tried to stop but I always find myself back on his doorstep because I don't have anywhere else to go. Hunter took me in when no one else would and he gave me food and shelter."

"Sounds like you really care for him." John said.

Randy sighed "I did but as time went on he got more aggressive and possessive with me. He wouldn't let anyone touch me but him. I'm the one who brings in the most money."

"Has he ever hit you?" John asked.

Randy looked away from John. "Why do you want to know all of this?"

John looked down "Sorry."

"Thank you." Randy whispered.

"Why?" John asked looking back up.

"For pretending to be interested in my life." Randy stood up.

John got up and grabbed his hand. "I wasn't pretending Randy."

Randy turned back to John and smiled. "Why john you really do have a way with words."

John leant forward and kissed Randy. "Someone as amazing as you don't deserve to be treated like this."

Randy looked down. "You don't even know me."

"But I want too." John said.

"I should go." Randy said starting to walk away.

John kept a hold on his arm. "Do you have to leave right now?"

Randy slowly turned to John. He knew that he shouldn't stay but he really didn't want to leave. "I guess I can stay a little while longer."

"You know I can see why you're the one who makes the most money because you are truly beautiful." John said.

Randy blushed. "You're just saying that."

"No I mean it." John smiled. "You really are Randy."

Randy smiled and looked away from John. "So what about you?" He said going over to the couch and sitting down.

"What do you mean?" John asked following him.

"You're life?"

"Well my mom died when I was younger and it's just been my dad, brothers and me."

"Was your dad cool with you being gay?" Randy asked.

John shook his head. "Not a first but he soon came around."

Randy looked down. "I wish my dad was like that but he wants nothing to do with me."

John frowned "Sorry."

Randy was about to say something else but his phone rang. "Hello?"

"Why the hell are you still in that apartment?" Hunter yelled.

Randy jumped up. "I'm sorry."

"Get your ass out here!" Hunter hung up the phone.

"I have to go." Randy said getting up and going to the bedroom. He started putting on his clothes. "I had a really great time with you John."

John reached into his pants pocket and pulled out two hundred dollars. "Here"

Randy turned to John. "No charge."

John shook his head. "I don't want to have it besides won't he be pissed if you don't come back with money?"

Randy took the money. "Thank you."

John picked up a card off his dresser. "Call me if you ever need anything or you just want to talk."

Randy nodded "I will." He took the card from John and kissed him once more. "Bye."

"Bye." John said watching him go."

OOO

When Randy left the building he saw Hunter's car. He ran across the street and got inside. "Sorry I lost track of time."

Hunter sighed "How much did you make?"

Randy pulled out the money and gave it to Hunter. "Two hundred."

Hunter put the money in his pockets and gave Randy a fifty dollar bill. "Get back to work and don't let this happen again."

Randy nodded "I won't." He got out of the car and watched it drive off. Pulling his jacket tighter around him he walked off. That one night he shared with John was the best night of his life. He pulled John's card out of his pocket and programed it into his phone. All he knew is that he wanted to see John again.

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