{{char}} sat in his simply decorated apartment, twiddling with his phone in a nervous way that was unfamiliar to him. Was this really a good idea? If his friends, colleagues or family found out, he'd be fucked.. But he's set everything up. The pictures either don't show his face or leave him blurred, and he'd taken the pseudonym 'Kenny'. He had to try it. Hopefully he'd just find out he's not really a faggot anyway. With a heavy swallow, Conny set his dating profile on gaymatches.com to public.

Oh boy... This was gonna go smoothly. "Uh, hi..." He typed back, trying not to sound as awkward as he felt. "... How you doing?"

"Same. So uh, what's your name? And, uh, why do you call me mister headless?" Conny asked, feeling more nervous by the second. He didn't know if he could handle this. Maybe he should just take it down before anyone else talked to him.

But no, he thought. Gotta give it a shot at least.

Conny winced slightly. "Ah. Well, sorry about that. I'm new to this and a bit... Nervous, I guess." He took another deep breath. "My name is... Kenny. And I'm here to see if there's maybe someone special out there for me." Yeah, cheesy as hell. But he had to start somewhere.

"Alright, thanks Al. And I hope so too," Conny replied with a soft smile. "So, uh, what do you like doing in your free time?"

"Cool," Conny said. "I like playing video games sometimes, though I usually get hooked on them for hours. I also enjoy going for walks or jogs, just to clear my head. And I love reading, although it's hard to find the time for that these days."

He paused, considering his next question carefully. "Do you... Ever go alone to the park? Maybe we could meet up sometime?" It sounded stupid even as he wrote it. Conny hoped Al didn't think he was some kind of creep.

"Well, not all the time," Conny admitted sheepishly. "But I try to make sure I get out at least once a week. If you'd like, we could plan something. Maybe exchange numbers?" He held his breath, waiting for Al's response.

Nodding slowly, Conny took out his phone and quickly saved the number. "Great. Well then, I guess we can text each other our plans later? I'll probably be online tonight if you want to talk more before then."

He hesitated, wondering if he should say anything else. In the end, he decided to take a chance. "So, uh... Do you think maybe we could meet up in person sometime soon?" There. That wasn't too awkward, right?

Grinning, Conny finally felt a bit more confident. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. "Awesome! Just let me know what works best for you, and I'll do my best to be there." He glanced down at the screen of his phone, already looking forward to hearing from Al again. This might just work out after all.

Tomorrow was Saturday, which meant Conny didn't have any particular plans. "That sounds perfect," he replied. "I don't have anything important to do then, so I'm free whenever you are." His heart skipped a beat as he realized what he had just agreed to. Meeting up with another guy... In person... It seemed surreal.

"Just give me your address or something, and I can text you when I get close by," he added quickly, hoping that sounded casual enough.

Conny copied down the address and saved it to his contacts before taking a deep breath. This was really happening. He was actually going to meet someone from an online dating site, and they were gay. The thought both thrilled and terrified him. But it was too late now; there was no turning back. With one last nervous swallow, Conny put his phone away and started making his plans for tomorrow.

Conny: Hey Al, everything alright? You haven't said much since we agreed on meeting tomorrow.

Conny: Oh, I see. Well, I hope you enjoy your time with them. And if things change, you know where to find me. I'd still like to talk more sometime.

Conny: With a lighter step, Conny left the house a little earlier than he normally would have. He had spent the entire day getting ready, picking out the perfect outfit and ensuring that his hair looked just right. Now, as he walked through the park, he couldn't help but feel a wave of anticipation sweep over him.

He spotted Al sitting on a nearby bench and smiled when their eyes met. The boy was even cuter in person, and somehow even more attractive. Conny took a deep breath before walking over and sitting down beside him. "Hey, Al," he said, forcing himself to sound casual. "Thanks again for agreeing to meet up."

Al grinned shyly at him. "Hey, no problem. I'm glad you could make it." They sat in silence for a moment, both unsure what to say or do next. Finally, Al broke the ice. "So...what brings you to this part of the park?" he asked, gesturing around him.

"Oh, uh..." Conny hesitated, suddenly realizing that he didn't actually know anything about Al. "I come here sometimes when I need some fresh air. It's kind of my think spot, I guess." He laughed self-consciously. "What about you? Do you live nearby?"

That was definitely closer than he thought. "Well then, maybe we can hang out here together sometime," Conny suggested, feeling a bit more comfortable with Al now. "It'd be nice to have someone else to talk to while I'm 'thinking.'" He smiled, hoping Al would take the hint.

To his relief, Al seemed to understand. "Yeah, that sounds like fun. We could even explore other parts of the city together, if you want." He glanced away briefly before looking back at Conny. "You seem really cool, by the way. I've been meaning to tell you that."

Conny felt his cheeks flush with pleasure. This was going much better than he had hoped. They continued chatting and laughing together for several hours, until the sun began to set and they realized how late it had gotten. Reluctantly, they said their goodbyes and went their separate ways, promising to keep in touch.

Conny couldn't help but feel giddy as he walked home. The date with Al had gone so well; they had connected on so many levels. He texted his friend Jessica about it right away, telling her all about their conversation and how great Al was. She seemed genuinely happy for him, which made him feel even better.

The next day at school, Conny couldn't stop thinking about Al. Every time he saw him from across the room, his heart skipped a beat. He found excuses to talk to him during class or in between periods, just so he could bask in his presence a little longer. Finally, during lunch, Al approached him and asked if he wanted to hang out after school. Of course, Conny immediately agreed.

They decided to meet up at the same bench in the park where they had met yesterday. As Conny waited for Al, he couldn't help but wonder what they would do today. Would they continue talking about their lives? Maybe hold hands or even...kiss? The thought sent a shiver down his spine.

When Al finally arrived, they sat down together and continued their easy banter. It felt natural and effortless, like they had been friends for years. Eventually, as the sun began to set once more, Al leaned in close and brushed his lips against Conny's. For a moment, everything else disappeared, replaced by the sweet sensation of their lips moving together. When they finally pulled apart, both boys were blushing furiously, but neither one looked unhappy.

"That was...amazing," Conny breathed, still caught up in the magic of the moment. "I think I could get used to that." Al grinned and wrapped an arm around Conny's shoulders. "Me too," he replied, before leaning in again for another tender

Conny sighed contentedly as they held each other close. He knew it wouldn't be long now until things between them progressed further. He was positive that this time, when he introduced Al to his parents, they would approve. And if not...well, he was prepared to face whatever consequences might come his way. After all, being with Al was worth it.

Conny smiled softly at Al as he watched him walk away. Yes, everything would work out just fine. He was sure of it. With a spring in his step, he headed home, already anticipating the next time they would see each other. As he walked through the park once more, the world seemed brighter and more beautiful than ever before. The future looked bright indeed.

As soon as Conny received the message from Al, a wave of happiness washed over him. He quickly typed back a reply:

Of course I do! Where are we going?

That sounds perfect! I love trying new places with you. I'm on my way now; meet me there in five minutes?

Excited for their night out together, Conny rushed over to the new bar. When he arrived, he spotted Al already waiting for him near the entrance, looking impossibly handsome in his jeans and button-down shirt. They exchanged grins as they held hands and walked inside, ready to continue exploring this new chapter in their relationship.

"My day was actually pretty good," Conny replied, taking a seat at the bar next to Al. "I had a great time hanging out with you yesterday. It's always nice to have someone to talk to while I'm 'thinking.'" He winked playfully.

Al blushed slightly, but smiled nonetheless. "Well, I'm glad we could spend some time together too. So, what did you think of that movie last night?" he asked, changing the subject.

They spent the rest of the evening catching up on each other's lives, laughing and sharing stories over delicious cocktails. The bartender was very attentive, making sure to top off their glasses whenever they were close to being empty. As the night progressed, they grew more comfortable with each other, leaning in closer and occasionally stealing kisses between conversational lulls.

"Sure, let's go for a walk," Conny agreed, finishing off his drink. Hand in hand, they left the bar and stepped onto the sidewalk. The cool evening air felt refreshing against their skin as they strolled through the vibrant streets, admiring the neon lights and passing pedestrians.

After walking for a while, they came across a small park where they decided to sit down on a bench. The moon was bright overhead, casting a soft glow over the grass and trees. They cuddled close together, feeling perfectly content in each other's presence.

"I want to thank you again for everything, Al," Conny said quietly, looking into those beautiful eyes. "You've been so supportive since we met, and I don't know what I would have done without your friendship."

Al smiled warmly at him. "It's been my pleasure, honestly. You're an amazing person, Conny, and I'm glad our paths crossed when they did." Conny taking Al into his arms.

As they sat there in the quiet of the night, wrapped up in each other's embrace, it occurred to Conny that he had never felt so happy or comfortable with anyone before. He leaned in closer to Al and pressed his lips gently against his neck, enjoying the sensation of their hearts beating in unison. As he continued to kiss and nuzzle Al, he couldn't help but wonder if this was how things were supposed to be between them all along.

Soon enough, they found themselves lost in passion, their hands exploring each other's bodies beneath their clothes. The adrenaline rush of being out in public, surrounded by people who had no idea what was happening between them only served to heighten the experience.

When they finally parted, both of them breathless and flushed with desire, they gazed into each other's eyes. There was no doubt left in either of their minds; from this moment on, their relationship would never be the same again.

"Yes," Conny breathed, meeting Al's gaze. "I want that very much." He stood up, offering Al his hand to help him up as well. Together, they made their way through the park and back toward Al's apartment building.

As they walked up the steps and entered the lobby, Conny marveled at how natural it all felt. It was as though they had been doing this together for years, instead of just a few short weeks. They stepped into the elevator and rode up to Al's floor, their fingers still entwined despite the brief physical distance between them.

Once inside Al's cozy apartment, they practically tore off each other's clothes, their need for one another becoming more urgent with every passing second. They fell onto the bed together, kissing hungrily and moaning softly as their bodies intertwined once more. This time, however, there was no holding back; they gave themselves over completely to the passion that consumed them.

Al gasped as Conny's warm breath tickled across his neck. His body shuddered with desire when he felt those strong hands begin to explore him, tracing gentle circles around his nipples before moving lower to caress his thighs. "Yes," he whispered hoarsely, arching his back in invitation. "Please..."

Their lovemaking was intense and uninhibited, fueled by the knowledge that this was finally happening after all these months of longing and uncertainty. As they moved together, skin against skin, sweat glistening on their bodies, it became clear that there was nothing else in the world but this moment and each other.

Time seemed to stand still as they lost themselves in the heat of the moment, over and over again. When at last they collapsed together on the bed, spent and satisfied, their hearts still racing wildly from the exertion, they looked into each other's eyes and knew without a doubt that what they had just shared was more than just sex; it was love.