Rolling in the Deep - Complete Story

(Part 1 from 4. Fiction.)

The entire rolling in the deep story in one place! I’m doing this to celebrate the fact that I’ve started writing my first book. It’s strange looking back at this, my first story and seeing how much my writing has developed. Even though it's been a few years since I wrote this, it's still my favourite story and Danny and Alex are my most beloved characters. Looking back at this, my writing technique at this time didn't do them or their story justice, which is why I'll be going back and retelling their story in the future...

His hot body glistened with sweat, he whispered in my ear softly that he loved me before giving one final, powerful thrust and cumming inside me. Then he pulled my lips close to his and kissed me gently. His hot, wet tongue filled my mouth and his strong, masculine scent flooded my nose and mouth with each small breath I took between kisses. I laid my head on his smooth, hairless chest and drifted to sleep with a smile on my face, a face covered with bruises and cuts inflicted on me by the other man in my life just a couple of hours earlier.


“Danny”……….. “Danny, you’re going to be late for school! I’m going to work I’ll see you tonight honey”. “Yeah, ok mum I’m awake!” I answered groggily. I rolled over and saw that it was 6:30 AM. I threw the covers back and to my horror was instantly greeted by a rush of cold air, you know the sort that makes your hairs stand on end. Well, to be fair I don’t actually have too many hair, I’m eighteen with a subtle happy trail, other than that I’m completely smooth and hairless. I ran a hand through my blonde hair before dragging my seemingly reluctant body out of bed. I switched on the radio although I wasn’t really paying much attention. The hot shower provided a welcome escape from the cold air. Showers are great, a place to think, be warm and just get away from it all. I stood and let the warm water stream through my golden hair, down my tanned neck and back and finally down my slightly hairy legs.

After collecting my thoughts and spending some time inside my own head I lifted a bar of soap and started to gently massage my muscles all over my body, I’m not one of those guys who live in the gym and have arms like tree trunks, I’m just nicely toned. Anyway, Out of the shower and back in my room and now the radio is playing Adele, rolling in the deep. I pulled out a pair of boxers and pulled them up over my knees and up to my waist before “fixing myself”. Over my boxers went a pair of dark blue jeans which hugged my firm, round butt. After taking a quick scan through my wardrobe I picked out a plane, white, pretty low cut top which showed off my chest without giving too much away. I threw on a grey coat lifted my bag and left without having breakfast, I never understood how people eat in the morning.

It was only a five minute walk to my school and I was greeted outside by Olivia and Kevin, they’re my best friends, I’m not an unpopular guy but I’m not one of those social gods who everyone wants to be friends with.

“Hey guys, looking forward to the weekend?” I asked setting down my bag and joining them on the bench outside. “Yeah, anytime we’re not here is pretty good, I hear Alex Johnson is throwing a tomorrow night, everyone’s talking about it” somehow Olivia seemed to know everything that was going on in the school, if you wanted the info on any party or anyone actually you went to Olivia. “Oh cool, it’s not like we’re gonna get invited though so don’t get your hopes up” I said laughing, Alex Johnson was one of those social gods I mentioned earlier, guys and girls feel special if he even looks at them with his dazzling blue eyes, and if he flashes his killer smile, well that’s something else.

I haven’t talked to him so I don’t really know what he’s like as a person, in my head I always hoped we would have one of those cheesy, cliché meetings and get together, that was unlikely. Apart from the fact that he doesn’t know I exist, there is one other problem, he’s not gay. Oh and by the way, I should probably have told you that I like guys, and just because I’m gay does not mean I act like a girl or that I throw myself at anything with a pulse and a cock. My thoughts were shattered by the distant ringing of the school bell. “May the odds be ever in your favour” Kevin said sarcastically with a cheeky grin on his face.

The rest of the day went pretty quickly actually, in every class I just thought about Alex and dreamt that somehow I would get an invite to his party and that I would get to see him outside school. I was so deeply wrapped up in my own thoughts that I didn’t even notice the bell had gone at half three and it was now officially the weekend. I gathered up my books quickly and left the classroom walking at a brisk pace hoping to catch up with Kevin and Olivia outside. As I turned the corner out of the classroom I walked into something hard, you’ve guessed it, books and piece of paper went flying everywhere. I crouched down and started picking up my things. To my surprise I heard a beautiful voice just repeating the same thing over and over again, “Oh my God, I’m so sorry I didn’t see you”. I just kept my head down frantically trying to put things together in any sort of order “That’s ok it was my fault, I should have watched where I was going”.

Then I looked up and what was looking back at me was an amazing set of sharp, dazzling, hypnotizing eyes belonging to none other than Alex Johnson. For a split second we simply became lost in each other’s eyes and the world seemed to stand still, but just like that it was over and had made an unwelcome return. Alex said sorry one last time before turning and walking away quickly, after he had gone his intoxicating smell lingered in the air for a few seconds and I savoured every last breath of his aroma that I took. I threw my head back against a wall and sighed.

Then just as his sweet smell started to drift away, it began to return, then from nowhere he reappeared almost as quickly as he had left. “Emm, you’re Danny Sullivan right? Well I don’t know if you heard but I’m kinda having a party tomorrow and I was just wondering if, well… maybe you and your friends would like to come along, it’s cool if you can’t”. He asked nervously. Did social gods get nervous? Wait, did Alex actually just invite me to his party? Hang on… Alex knows my name? “Yeah, sure…wow, that would be cool we’ll be there”

I must have sounded so stupid stammering and choking on my own words. “Great, come around to my house at eight or so, I’ll cya then Dan” Alex turned and walked away, I took the chance to get a good look at his cute little ass as he walked away. When I told Kevin and Olivia they were as shocked as I was but instantly agreed to go, after all, nobody turned down an invite from the most popular guy in school, and that’s who Alex was.

That night in bed I lay in bed and thought about what had happened that day. From getting up that morning thinking it would be a normal day, then my thoughts eventually reached the one thing I really wanted to think about, Alex. The way he smelt, the way he looked at me, the way he his eyes seemed brighter than anything I had ever seen, even the way he spoke and said my name turned me on. My thoughts had gotten me quite excited without me even realising, my cock was now semi erect and pushing against the waistband of my boxers just begging to be released. So, lying in bed awake at night while my parents slept, I did what any horny teenage guy would do, I gave myself some desperately needed attention.

Sliding my hand under the waistband of my boxers and started massaging my sweaty balls, I used my other hand to pull my boxers down properly, then starting at the base where my cock met my groin, I slowly slid my hand up my shaft, when I reached the tip I tightened my grip and increasing my pace brought my hand back down my now 7.5 inch hard on. Gradually building up speed I pumped harder and faster imagining it was Alex’s rod I was servicing instead of my own. By now I was sweating as I furiously jacked off, the pressure had been building up and I felt a tingling sensation spread from my balls, then I shot my load all over my stomach and my hand. I panted heavily feeling unsatisfied but I was just going to have to make do with jerking to the thought of the blue eyed beauty. And with that I fell asleep drenched in my own cum and looking forward to the next day.

That night I dreamt of Alex, I dreamt of the things he said and I dreamt of the things I wanted him to do to me.

On Saturday morning I woke lying on my side, facing the various photos and paintings I had collected of New York over the years. I had always wanted to go but never got the chance, I guess it was just a dream and that’s all it ever would be.

I sat up and immediately remembered the guilty pleasure I had treated myself to, I grabbed a quick shower and spent the rest of the day doing anything to pass the time until I could get ready to go tonight. It came to half seven so I left the house wearing the tightest jeans I could find, a skin tight top which clung to every inch of my upper body. It was a cold night and there was not a single cloud in the sky, the stars were starting to come out and slowly the sun was fading making way for nightfall. In my Converse I made my way through streets, alleys and across grass until I came to Kevin’s house. Olivia and Kevin were just stepping out the door as I arrived. Olivia was leading the way as we made our way to Alex’s house. Coming to think of it I’m not sure how she knew his address, it’s like I said Olivia just seems to know things.

Finally we reached a large house, enclosed by tall trees which provided some privacy, the whole house seemed to be illuminated by what seemed like hundreds of lights. The sounds of laughter and music could be heard inside. “Here goes” I said with anticipation before knocking the door, after what seemed like the longest few seconds of my life Alex opened the door and welcomed us with his gorgeous, signature smile. Kevin and I were greeted with a handshake and Olivia was embraced with a quick friendly hug. I was filled with jealousy and Olivia must have noticed because she smirked at me and winked. I quickly laughed it off and set my mind on enjoying the night and acted cool when Alex offered me a drink, I accepted hoping it might calm the nerves a little.

“Hey, you must be Danny, I’m Brian”. Brian was one of Alex’s boys, or his “bros” as he called them. “Yeah nice to meet you Brian” “So Danny, you got your eye on anyone tonight?” Brian seemed the confident type, his voice echoed self-confidence and pride. “Huh?” I asked a little confused by what he had asked. “You know, that one person who you target on a night out to have sex with, I have my eye on Hannah Maxwell over there, fuck I’m getting hard just thinking about fucking her ass”

“Ah right. Ok I get you now, I don’t have my eye on anyone” I lied. “I’m just here to have a good night with my friends”. Brian quickly replied with “Sure bud, whatever you say” before getting up and disappearing into the crowd. I was shocked at how upfront and cocky he was. He didn’t seem anything like Alex, well at least I hope not. I’d never imagined Alex to be anything like Brian. Sure, Alex was a jock, but I could always hope he wasn’t a typical one.

I saw Alex with at least three different girls throughout the night, just laughing and chatting. They were practically all over him! He just seemed to try to keep his distance from them and at times he seemed a little awkward. At few times I saw him glancing up at me. Shit, he must have known I was staring at him. And at that I decided to leave before he had the chance to confront me about it. I was near the door when I heard him calling after me. “Danny! Danny wait!” I would just have to try to talk my way out of it, there was nobody around at this point so I guessed most people were in the lounge, the kitchen or in the massive pool he had outback.

“I’m sorry for looking at you Danny, it’s just that, well, I ehh, noticed you looking at me talking to a few girls and I didn’t want you to get the wrong idea that’s all, God I couldn’t get rid of them”. Alex had a sincere tone in his beautiful voice, he didn’t sound like Brian who I had actually seen disappear upstairs with Hannah not too long ago.

“Nah don’t worry Alex it’s ok, I had a great night, and I get it, you set your eye on someone tonight and that’s why you didn’t seem interested in the girls trying to talk to you”. I tried to hide the disappointment and sadness in my voice. “Yeah, you’re kind of right, I did set my eye on someone tonight, but I don’t think it’s going to happen”. Alex sounded a bit upset, I didn’t really know what to say to him but I thought I should just tell him what he wanted to hear, “Then go get ‘em, come on Alex, you could get any girl you wanted, I’ll see you around in school I guess”.

I started to walk away, tears starting to roll down my face when I felt a gentle yet firm hand on my arm pull me back. I felt Alex’s strong arms pull me towards him and then before I knew it he pressed his lips against mine and slid his tongue into my mouth, he sucked on each of my lips one at a time before finally pulling away. Alex looked into my eyes awaiting a response. I smiled at him and he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he quietly whispered, “I’ll walk you home Dan”.

I took his hand and together we left, I felt like nothing could go wrong, and for the next three months, nothing did.

The past three months since that night at Alex’s house had been amazing. It was like a dream come true. We spent a lot of our time together and when I wasn’t with him I was thinking of him, and when it came to saying goodbye and I was looking forward to when I would see him next. My life was perfect. Slowly but surely it started to spread around the school that ultra-popular, sports legend Alex Johnson had a boyfriend, people were pretty cool about the whole thing actually. We were able to go places together and do the things normal couples do, we held hands, kissed in public, things were great. So we decided it was time to make things official, it was time to tell our parents.

I’m not openly gay to my parents and I don’t act any different than a normal guy so they would have no reason to expect anything. We decided to tell his parents first and then mine, I was nervous and thought if we got a good reaction from his parents then that would give me some confidence to sit down with the man and woman who raised me and tell them something which would change all our lives forever.

My mum and dad weren’t homophobic or anything, but they always said things like “Someday you’ll be happily married to a nice woman with kids of your own” and the only thing that was worse than that was when dad tried to talk about women, Oh God if only he knew I would rather be sitting with mum talking about guys that were to die for. It was a Friday and we were getting ready at my house because my parents were out and wouldn’t be home until later, they were out having dinner which would involve alcohol, I hoped they would come home a little so the whole thing would be easier but not so drunk that they wouldn’t remember having the conversation the next day.

I was just out of the shower and dripping slightly, I threw a towel around my waste and dried my chest quickly before returning to my room to get dressed. Alex was sitting on my bed wearing nothing but boxers and jeans that were pulled up but not buttoned, his zip lay open providing great temptation, I could roughly see the outline of his bulge, then much to my disappointment he got up and continued getting dressed. We hadn’t actually done anything yet, like sex wise, we decided to wait until we were more serious which meant tonight could be the night. I could see Alex was nervous because he was sweating slightly and shaking so hard he couldn’t even button his jeans. I walked over to him still wearing nothing but my trusty towel, he was facing my mirror and looked up at the reflection when I put my hands on his shoulders and kissed the back of his neck gently. His eyes caught mine in the mirror and showed a mix of fear and love.

“Everything is going to be fine you know?” I tried to fake optimism in my voice but in reality I was just as scared as he was. I let go of him and went to find something to wear, I decided on some tight fitting underwear, blue jeans and a shirt which was smart but casual at the same time. I noticed Alex stealing glances at my body whilst getting dressed and I just looked up at him and shot him a smile. For the first time in nearly an hour he spoke. “I’m scared Dan, really scared, but no matter what happens tonight, I want us to be together”.

“I know Alex, I want that too, everything’s going to go fine, we’ll just get it over with quickly”. We left my house at about nine, it was already dark and as we walked through the park the only light came from the full moon. The sky was black and billions of stars illuminated the night sky. Alex took my hand as we walked, the same way he always did. “This is it” he said as we approached the huge trees which enclosed his home.

I grabbed his waste and pulled him towards me, pressed my lips onto his cute little mouth. “For good luck” I giggled. As we walked up his driveway which seemed to go on forever, I could feel his grip tightening on my hand. I thought it was cute how nervous he was, I had never seen him like this before. It just made me want him even more badly. Alex opened the door and led me inside. Just like he had done the night of the party when this all started. I was more familiar with his house now, I had stayed a couple of times but we slept in separate beds because his mum and dad were always there.

He led me through to the main living room where his parents were sitting waiting for us. They sat holding hands in front of the fire, why can’t that be us right now I thought. Alex and I sat down opposite them still hand in hand, I think that was Alex’s way he wasn’t ashamed of me and he wanted to show his parents we were serious. “Mum, dad, there’s something I really need to tell you, I’ve needed to get this off my chest for a while now and I would appreciate it if you would listen and not ask questions, Dan and I aren’t friends. Dan is…. well, he’s my boyfriend.

We’ve been together for three months and everyday I love him a little bit more than I did the day before. I think I’m in love”. There was silence in the room for what felt like eternity, the only sound was the fire burning and I could see the tears start to form in Alex’s eyes, now I was getting worried. Then, Mr and Mrs Johnson looked at one another and smiled. I had never felt so relieved. They beamed at us proudly and gently whispered the words which made my heart melt.

“Welcome to the family Danny”. Danny’s mum looked like she had something on her mind, “You boys do know this is probably something a son should do on his own, I mean it was very risky bringing Danny here Alex, what would happen if we had said no?” Alex’s mum had a point, she had unsettled Alex and I. “Maybe I should tell my mum and dad alone” I said, “Whatever you think Dan, I’m with you all the way”. Alex walked me to the door and kissed me goodbye “I’ll be waiting here for you”. “I’ll be back soon” I said already excited to see him when I came back.

And with that I left and started the walk home, this time it was different, I was filled with excitement and happiness instead of fear, I looked forward to seeing my parents smile at me with new found pride and respect. After about twenty minutes of playing the scenario over and over inside my head I rounded the last corner before my house, the car was back and I could see the glow of lights from within the house so they were definitely home. I steadied myself before opening the front door, stepping inside and closing it firmly behind me. My parents were sat in the living room watching TV with a glass of wine as they normally did on Friday nights. I sat down and turned off the TV so I had their full attention.

They looked at me with fear in their eyes and asked me “What’s wrong Danny?” So I just told them, about how I have always been gay, but now I had my first boyfriend, a guy named Alex who loved me more each day and I told them about how much I loved him back. Then came the unbearable silence again, slowly the look gave way to a look of happiness and pride on my mother’s face, the same way it had done with Danny’s parents. This calmed me a little as I looked at my father, he sat with his hands on his lap and his head down. Then I seen I tear fall from his eye and land on his hand. For the first time my father was crying tears of joy.

Only, they weren’t because of joy, he looked up at me and I saw a side to my father I had never seen, his face was riddled with anger, disappointment and hatred. “No” is all he could manage to say. “But dad” I started before I was cut off by the horrific sound of my father starting to raise his voice with each word that he spat in my direction. “I WILL NOT HAVE A FAGGOT FOR A SON, YOU’RE NOT GAY AND BY HELL IF YOU INSIST ON SEEING THIS BASTARD ALEX THEN YOU WILL NOT BE WELCOME IN MY HOUSE!” My mother looked terrified now and I shared her fear.

The only words I could manage were “But I love him”. Tears started to run down my face quickly now and I thought of Alex celebrating with his parents waiting for me to come back, I wanted him to be here with me holding me and kissing me telling me everything would be ok, but he wasn’t here. Then suddenly, from out of nowhere I felt a sharp pain cut across my face before landing on the floor, what followed was a series of blows to the stomach and crotch. I felt something pull me to my feet by my neck and all I could see was the furious face of my father. He hit me on the face several times before dragging me to the front door of the home I grew up in and throwing me outside face first to the hard concrete. All I heard next before I passed out was the sound of the door slamming behind me and locking. Then I passed out.

When I woke up it was still night time and silence surrounded me, my head was spinning and everything was a blur, I could hear nothing from the building behind me which used to be my home and assumed my parents were in bed. I had nothing, no keys, no phone, all I had was the clothes on my back. So I did the only thing I could do, I slowly made my way to my feet and like an infant learning to walk, I used anything I could find to hold onto as I started to make my way towards Alex’s house.


I remembered watching Dan walk away, I felt nothing but love and excitement. I went back inside and talked about Dan to my mum and dad. It had gone better than I could have hoped actually.

I decided to go upstairs and wait for Danny to come back. It had been over an hour since Dan left and I was starting to get worried. What if his parents didn’t take it well? Maybe I should go and check on him, but that could make it worse. He’s probably just talking the whole thing over with them. I lay back on my bed and closed my eyes. All I could think about was Danny. I couldn’t wait for him to come back so I could have him in my arms again. I thought about every part of his body I had ever seen, smelt, touched or tasted. I wanted to run my fingers through his hair and all over his body, I wanted to breathe in his sweet smell, and most of all I wanted to taste him, to kiss his lips and all over his body. While I was thinking of all the things I wanted to do to Danny, I slowly lost sight of the things around me, my senses shut down and I drifted to sleep.

Suddenly something startled me and I was awakened from my sleep abruptly, I looked around and there was nothing there. I guessed I had been having a nightmare, there was shouting and screaming but I didn’t know what about. I rubbed my eyes and threw my head back on the soft pillow, then the shouting started again, I jumped out of bed and ran downstairs worrying about what was going on. All sorts of horrible situations ran through my mind about why everyone was so upset. I considered every possible horror except the one my eyes were actually seeing, there was a trail of blood leading from my open front door, it lead through the living room and into the kitchen and stopped at a battered, bruised and unconscious Danny.

“Oh my God” I gasped at the site of my blood stained boyfriend. My dad was trying to get him to wake up and my mum was busy looking through the first aid box, it seemed like she was trying to find something to stop the bleeding. I had been standing in the doorway of the kitchen, just staring in disbelief at what I was seeing. Then my instincts kicked in and I quickly made my way across the kitchen to where Danny was sitting, I tried shaking him gently telling him to wake up, but nothing. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him towards me so his head was resting on my shoulder and his body found comfort against mine. “What happened?” I was in desperate need of answers and clearly Danny was in no state to give them to me. “We were just watching TV when we heard something bang against the door, your father went and found leaning against the wall trying to support himself, I have some bandages here, they should stop the bleeding.” “I got him through the door and then he passed out” my father added.

My mum and dad cleaned him up while I just held him. I felt useless, powerless, the guy I loved was in this state and there was nothing I could do to help him. Once he was cleaned up I decided that now wasn’t the time to feel sorry for myself, I took his lifeless body into my arms and carried him upstairs, I set him on my bed and went downstairs to get something to drink for when he woke up.



I woke in a dark room, I sat up to look around trying to figure out where I was and was shocked to feel blinding pain running through my entire body, every inch of me was in excruciating pain. Then I remember what had happened, how I had come out to my parents and then been kicked out. I scanned the room and quickly realised I was in Alex’s room. Somehow I must have managed to drag myself here. I heard footsteps coming towards the room and started trembling, I gripped the sheets on Alex’s bed feeling like something awful was about to happen, then the bedroom door opened and Alex stood with two glasses.

He set them down and instantly jumped on the bed and pulled me close to him. The only thing I could do was sob into his chest. “It’s ok Dan, you’re with me now, you’re ok nobody can hurt you, take as long as you need but when you’ve calmed down you need to tell me what happened”. The sound of Alex’s loving voice brought a sense of calmness and relieved me slightly. I must have cried into his chest for at least ten minutes while he just kissed every now and again on the head and whispered that everything was ok now. Then I finally gathered the courage to tell him what happened.

“I told them Alex, I told them about us and how much we loved each other, my mum seemed ok with it, then I looked at my dad, he looked so angry Alex, I had never seen him so angry, and then, he, he just” It killed me inside to say the next part out loud “He started hitting me Alex, my own dad, but the worst part of tonight, he threw me out the door and to the ground. I don’t care about the fact he hurt me physically, my cuts will heal, but emotionally, I don’t think I’ll ever be the same Alex, throwing me out was like his way of telling me I wasn’t his son anymore”.

Alex just kept holding me, he said nothing, but his actions said it all. He was there for me when I needed him, and that’s all the matters. I decided I’d had enough of being the victim, I pulled away from Alex and pushed him so he was lying on his back, I lay down beside him before leaning in close to him and penetrating his mouth with my tongue, after a couple of seconds I felt him kiss back and his tongue explore my open mouth. I kissed him more passionately than ever, I didn’t want air I wanted Alex’s mouth and he wanted mine. After a few minutes I broke away from the kiss and started sucking at his neck. Alex let out moans regularly and just lay there running his fingers through my hair gently. Then I slowly unbuttoned Alex’s shirt kissing and licking his chest as I made my way South. I swirled my tongue around his nipples and nibbled at them gently. Alex’s moans just kept coming faster and louder.

Next I reached his naval, still using my tongue to pleasure the man I loved I started running one of my hands up and down his inner thigh while using the other one to unbutton his trousers, desperate to reach what was hidden underneath. Then Alex pulled my head up from his crotch, locked his eyes with mine and whispered “You don’t have to do this babe”. I chuckled at the fact he called me babe and then went back to work on his delicious body. He just kept running his hands through my hair and gently touching my face. By now he was wearing nothing but his boxers, I ran my hands directly over his cock for the first time and he gasped in pleasure already. Slowly, I started to run my fingers under the waistband of his boxers and began to pull them down as slowly as I could. At last his boxers reached his knees and he kicked them off himself, what was left was the most beautiful cock I had ever seen.

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