Why Me? (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 4

"It is better to have loved and lost than not to have loved at all,"
~William Hunt [This Is Us]
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I've been able to hide it from Carter taken the fact he woke up late and was late to work at the car auto repair shop.

Damian has been giving me curious glances, I'm starting to feel like he knows.

My eyes bounced around the small bathroom as I walked inside it. The mirror may be a bit dirty but I could clearly see the marks left on my skin by Phoenix, the bite marks. My lips were fuller and redder, my eyes still looked glossy. How has Carter not found out?

Sighing, I turned on the water and took a quick shower, only to find Damian standing right in front of me.

"Damian!" I exclaimed, gripping the towel tighter. Damian came to my side and inspected me, taking note on the marks on my neck. I've seen them on both Damian and Carter before.

"Who's the lucky person? I'm guess it's a man because the girls usually like to get those rather than give in my experience. Then again, I have only met-"

"It's nothing." I said walking past him and to my room, before I could close the door, Damian pushed his way past me. "Shouldn't you be driving Carter to work?"

Damian laughed and shook his head with a smile. "That's not what I do every morning but no, Carter had to leave early for work then a few lessons at school."

I nodded and pulled out the clothes I was going to wear today, a nice dark pink long sleeve shirt, black skinny jeans and my special converse.

"Then why are you here?" I asked putting on my underwear underneath my towel.

"Because I noticed the marks on your neck while your idiot brother didn't. Tell me! Who's the lucky boy?" Damian asked as I put on my shirt with a laugh.

"Nobody." I said feeling the blush crawl onto my face. Damian laughed and rolled his eyes. He jumped onto the bed.

"Lemme guess, the infamous Phoenix Boris?" Damian asked as if it were a game show. I tossed him an annoyed look and rolled my eyes. "It is?! When? On the bed? How was it? You wanted it right?"

"Damian! Stop talking!" I squealed embarrassed. "We didn't even have sex! We just kissed, okay?"

"Kissed my ass. What's with those marks?" Damian asked raising an eyebrow. I laughed and tied my shoes.

"Things got heated but he didn't want to do it, so we made out and he made me do it without even touching me down there." I said with a blushed face and sat next to Damian, he threw an arm over my shoulder.

"So the guy made you-you, you know, ejaculated?" Damian asked with a smirk on his face. I felt my face heat up as I nodded. "If you're not comfortable, you shouldn't-"

"It's not like that!" I exclaimed knowing the not ready sex talk. "He's just so good at it and I think I like him and everything. I don't know! Damian! Help me!"

Damian said and kneeled down in front of me. "The real question is do you like him as a person? Or do you like the sex?"

I sighed and shook my head. "I like him as a person but he's so good at the sex part. He's slow and wants to take it slow. Like, I wanted to full on kiss him but he was so slow, kissed the top lip then the bottom, bit the bottom, I wanted things to go faster! But then it's like, he's either slow or fast. When he's slow everything is so sensual and just weird, I can take everything in! And then it's like when it's fast, it's like the giant drop! It's fun but confusing and everything is happening so fast but I love it! I love the feeling of both and he didn't even have to touch me down there for me to you know-"