Being Different

There's always a secret somewhere...

A/N: Warning: Some hotness coming your way between two teen males, who, although bordering on 17, can't seem to rein in their raging hormones...

Damien POV

Randy bought lunch for both of us and took us to a quiet little table by the window. He even bought me my favorite carrot cake which was so thoughtful of him, that it earned him a really hot kiss from me.

He took a small fork full and guided it towards my mouth as I opened up to receive it. But after licking the piece of cake off the fork, Randy pressed his mouth to mine, lips open as his tongue darted in tasting the carrot cake inside my mouth.

The room suddenly seemed to heat up by a few degrees as our tongues swirled the carrot cake between us. It was so sensuous and it was enough to whet my appetite for more. Without further hesitation, I packed the remaining carrot cake in a small box it came in, grabbed up our bags and yanked Randy outside towards the hillside right behind the school.

As soon as we were far enough, I plastered my lover against the tree hiking his t-shirt up. I let my fingertips trance every line, curve and groove of his well-formed pecs, teasingly lingering over his nipples which now stood at attention.

I wanted to take us both further, in spite of my father's warnings about getting too involved with someone like Randy. I knew that most kids my age, were already engaging in sexual relationships, and although I was already nearing the age of consent which was 17, I was aching to test the waters with him.

So here we were, and I could feel the bulge between his legs get thicker and heavier through the fabric of his jeans. I wondered what it would feel like to penetrate me. I had no recollection of those men violating me in such a way, and neither did I want to remember, although it was all on paper, from the lab results, as well as the verified pregnancy which I had immediately terminated. No way was I, a teen male going to carry some perpetrator's baby for nine months!

We kept kissing and soon, Randy had his fingers on my fly, unzipping my own jeans, as I did his. He turned the tables on me, and had me against the tree, tugging at my jeans and yanking them down together with my briefs. He tasted me once more, while trying to release his hungry beast from the confines of his own jeans to stroke himself.

And that's when I caught the faint scent of a musky cologne from nearby which was unmistakably familiar.

I recognized it immediately as Nik's. He had been enjoying the spectacle and was not too far from where we were. I ignored the intrusion, allowing myself to be immersed in this moment of oneness withRandy as he pulled me down to his heaving chest as we both came. We slobbered kisses all over each other's faces, grinning as we did so...elated in the moment.

"Come out where we can see you, Nik..." I called out to him, as Randy gently released me from his hold. We were still semi-naked as Nik peered from behind a tree, standing there with a tent clearly formed and bulging in his pants.

"Well, well..." Randy's eyebrows shot up, "Were we entertaining enough?" He smirked, eyeing Nik who had turned beet-red, shocked at sneaking a peek at my sex for the first time.

"Oh yeah...a lot!" He smiled.

"Jeez Damien, are you trans?" Nik asked, after I motioned to Randy who quickly hiked up his briefs and jeans before standing up, while I zipped up my own jeans. 

"Nope, I'm definitely a guy through and through, except for this wonderful addition..." I replied, pointing to my now clothed crotch, "But yeah, I could be mistaken for one. I've got both except the male portion of my anatomy decided to play hide and seek, but it's all in here somewhere" jokingly referring to the area just above my vagina.