What's Your Secret
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Fantasy & Science Fiction › Slash - Male/Male
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Adult +
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9
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19
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What's Your Secret
Ch.1
Zeil walked out to his back yard with his black swimming trunks on and a white towel hanging off his pale shoulders. He closed the glass sliding door behind him as he moved onto the hot concrete towards the pool. His older brother had invited his friends over and they were already horsing around in the pool. The cool water looked inviting but Zeil avoided it and went to sit on a lawn chair next to the pool instead.
Zeil declined offers to join them in the pool and began to put on his sun screen. It wasn’t that he disliked his brothers’ friends, in fact he found himself treated well by them. It was the fact that they were so “rough” with each other that Zeil stayed away. He smeared the white sun block over his chest and stomach, the last time he had joined the group in the pool he found himself submerged under the water with heavy bodies preventing him from getting some much needed oxygen. It hadn’t been a pleasant experience.
Of course he hadn’t drowned, Derrick had helped him out. Zeil frowned at the thought of the other teen and began to spread more of the white lotion across his pale skin. Derrick was another one of his brothers’ friends, but Zeil had known him longer than the others. The teen was particularly nice and funny, but Zeil always tried to avoid him. He looked different, Derrick, with light green almost turquoise hair, orange-yellow eyes, and tan-freckled skin. Derrick swore up and down that they were all natural, but Zeil didn’t believe him.
Not only that, Derrick seemed to act differently towards Zeil compaired to the other teens. Zeil would constantly catch the green haired teen staring at him, which under normal circumstances was odd enough, but his stare was different. It wasn’t one that just simply watched, it was one that seemed to observe and take into detail of what he was watching, and with his unnatural eye color it was very unnerving. Zeil put up the sun block and wiped his hands on his white towel before scanning the pool with his light brown eyes. It didn’t look like Derrick was in the pool, but that didn’t guarantee that he wasn’t around. He ran his hand through his orange-red hair, maybe he wouldn’t show?
“Hey Zeil, why aren’t you in the pool? Its freaking a thousand degrees out here!”
Zeil looked up from where he sat, to the voice that had called out to him. That familiar tenor voice that always made his heart speed up, Zeil knew who it was. Derrick was walking towards him, obviously having come from inside the house, with a blue Popsicle in his hand. He wore orange swimming trunks and was slightly wet, as if he had already been swimming. Zeil sighed and leaned back in the lawn chair, “You know exactly why I’m not in the pool.”
Derrick chuckled and took a lick of the frosty treat before taking a seat next to Zeil, “You can’t still be paranoid about what happened last time?”
Zeil frowned which made Derrick laugh, “It’s not funny,” He responded before turning to face Zeil, “What about you?”
Derrick smiled, “Just taking a break.” Again Derrick licked his blue Popsicle as his orange-yellow eyes observed Zeil. He then held out the treat to the other teen, “Want a lick?”
Zeil blushed a bit, looking at the saliva already on the Popsicle, and shook his head, “No thank you.”
“Aw, come on! I need you to help me with it.” Derrick pleaded.
Zeil looked at the treat again, its frozen liquid quickly melting and running down Derricks hand. “A-alright.”
Derrick smirked but Zeil paid no attention to it. He was too nervous as it was. He moved in his seat to better face Derrick before leaning in to take a lick, but he stopped when Derrick did the same, “What are you doing?”
“Your going to help me right? I thought that we’d both attack it!” He said in a playful tone. When Zeil continued to stare at Derrick shyly he added, “It will cool you off.”
Zeil wiped away some sweat that had accumulated on his brow. It was particularly hot outside. He watched as Derrick took another lick, trying to prevent the Popsicle from dripping all over his hand and arm. Deciding that it wouldn’t “kill” him to share a Popsicle with Derrick, Zeil leaned forward and grabbed Derrick’s wrist before taking his first lick of the frozen treat.
It was good, in fact it was so tasty that Zeil took a second lick right after the first without a second thought. It was when he opened his eyes that things began to get complicated. Derrick was staring at him, no, observing him again. Zeil’s heart suddenly skipped a beat and began to beat faster as Derrick leaned in to join Zeil at licking the Popsicle. It was too intimate, their tongues and lips so close to touching, and Zeil could clearly feel Derricks breath hit his face when ever he opened his mouth. It was as if they were indirectly kissing each other.
But Zeil didn’t stop and he never broke eye contact with Derrick. He tried to concentrate on the treat and not the teen who was on the other end, but it wasn’t easy. Every now and then, as the popsicle began to get smaller, their lips or tongues would touch; and every time it made Zeil’s body tingle. It was when they were getting to the end of the popsicle that they began to bite off pieces, which made Zeil’s cold mouth have a numb feeling. His eyes were closed as he leaned in to take the last bite, unaware that Derrick was doing the same but with eyes open.
Zeil felt Derricks lips touch his as he took the bite and he almost moaned at the contact. Once again he tried to ignore it and concentrated on swallowing the cold liquid. After he did he opened his mouth and froze upon feeling Derrick’s mouth touch his. No Popsicle in the way, no excuse, Zeil was kissing Derrick. Zeil’s eyes shot open and he tried to pull away but Derrick moved forward and grabbed his arm keeping him in place as he moved his tongue into the red head’s open mouth. Zeil couldn’t help the moan that escaped his lips as Derrick’s tongue moved against his. He tasted like the Popsicle that they had just shared and of his own essence. It was a taste that Zeil found himself enjoying as he moved his tongue against Derrick’s.
When Derrick let go of Zeil’s arm and moved their lips away, he chuckled, “Well that was nice.”
Zeil opened his eyes that he hadn’t realized he had closed and looked up at Derrick who was currently standing and looking at the pool. Zeil’s heart practically stopped. The guys had been in the pool when Derrick had kissed him. Quickly he stood, fully embarrassed, but once he did he realized that no one was in the pool, “Where is everyone?”
“They must have seen us enjoying our Popsicle and had to get their own.” Derrick turned to look at Zeil in a way that made the younger teen shift his weight uncomfortably . “Speaking of which, I’m all sticky.”
Zeil looked down at his hands and chest where the Popsicle had dripped on him, he was sticky too. “Well the pool is empty…”
Before he could say any more Derrick grabbed his arm and yanked him towards the pool, “There’s an idea!” And Derrick pushed Zeil into the pool before jumping in himself.
The water was pleasantly cool as Zeil went underneath it, and it soothed his hot body nicely, but still he surfaced angrily. “Derrick!” At first he didn’t see Derrick and he frowned at the fact. Then he saw his blurred image swimming toward him underneath the clear water. He surfaced quietly with a smirk on his face. “Why did you do that?!”
Derrick chuckled, “I didn’t think about it really! Its not like I did it to make you mad!” He reached out and grabbed Zeil by the hips and pulled him close, and Zeil automatically put his hands to the tanned teens chest to push away. It was when their hips touched gently together that Zeil froze and blushed. Derrick grinned widely, “I didn’t think you liked the kiss that much.”
Zeil frowned, Derrick was teasing him and he knew it, and he tried to push away, “Let go.”
Derrick moved his hips against Zeil’s making both of their erections rub together which made Zeil shiver in delight. He bit his lip in order to stop a moan from escaping. He tried to move away again, only to find himself stopped by the pool’s edge.
Derrick leaned forward and Zeil turned his head away in pure embarrassment. His face was red and his heart was racing. Why was Derrick doing this to him?
Zeil shivered as he felt Derrick’s breath on his neck, “I wouldn’t mind helping you out with your little problem,” He moved his hips once again as he said this which made Zeil moan lightly, “But we have guests over.”
“Yeah, w-what ever just, g-get off of me.” Zeil stuttered through a clouded mind.
Derrick had just been joking with him, right? Derrick had a girlfriend so there was no reason to think that he ’meant’ what he said. Or that he kissed him on purpose…
Zeil froze as he felt Derrick’s lips land softly on his. It was a quick kiss, one that would have been missed if you weren’t paying attention, but it still made Zeil’s heart skip. Derrick grinned and his eyes seemed to tell Zeil something. It wasn’t clear to Zeil, but he knew it meant that he was serious and that he did mean every word and every kiss.
Before their silence became too uncomfortable Shane, Zeil’s brother, and his friends came out from the house in a loud group which made Zeil rush to the ladder of the pool to escape before the rest of them got in. As he grabbed his towel and began to dry off, Shane gave his friend and his younger brother an odd look before going back to playing with his friends.
With one last look toward Derrick, who was playing with another teen in the pool, Zeil made his way into the house.
(A/N: There will be more to this story, trust me! I had to write it after drawing this picture: http://sarahskitten.deviantart.com/#/d2q5yvy Hope you enjoy!)
Zeil walked out to his back yard with his black swimming trunks on and a white towel hanging off his pale shoulders. He closed the glass sliding door behind him as he moved onto the hot concrete towards the pool. His older brother had invited his friends over and they were already horsing around in the pool. The cool water looked inviting but Zeil avoided it and went to sit on a lawn chair next to the pool instead.
Zeil declined offers to join them in the pool and began to put on his sun screen. It wasn’t that he disliked his brothers’ friends, in fact he found himself treated well by them. It was the fact that they were so “rough” with each other that Zeil stayed away. He smeared the white sun block over his chest and stomach, the last time he had joined the group in the pool he found himself submerged under the water with heavy bodies preventing him from getting some much needed oxygen. It hadn’t been a pleasant experience.
Of course he hadn’t drowned, Derrick had helped him out. Zeil frowned at the thought of the other teen and began to spread more of the white lotion across his pale skin. Derrick was another one of his brothers’ friends, but Zeil had known him longer than the others. The teen was particularly nice and funny, but Zeil always tried to avoid him. He looked different, Derrick, with light green almost turquoise hair, orange-yellow eyes, and tan-freckled skin. Derrick swore up and down that they were all natural, but Zeil didn’t believe him.
Not only that, Derrick seemed to act differently towards Zeil compaired to the other teens. Zeil would constantly catch the green haired teen staring at him, which under normal circumstances was odd enough, but his stare was different. It wasn’t one that just simply watched, it was one that seemed to observe and take into detail of what he was watching, and with his unnatural eye color it was very unnerving. Zeil put up the sun block and wiped his hands on his white towel before scanning the pool with his light brown eyes. It didn’t look like Derrick was in the pool, but that didn’t guarantee that he wasn’t around. He ran his hand through his orange-red hair, maybe he wouldn’t show?
“Hey Zeil, why aren’t you in the pool? Its freaking a thousand degrees out here!”
Zeil looked up from where he sat, to the voice that had called out to him. That familiar tenor voice that always made his heart speed up, Zeil knew who it was. Derrick was walking towards him, obviously having come from inside the house, with a blue Popsicle in his hand. He wore orange swimming trunks and was slightly wet, as if he had already been swimming. Zeil sighed and leaned back in the lawn chair, “You know exactly why I’m not in the pool.”
Derrick chuckled and took a lick of the frosty treat before taking a seat next to Zeil, “You can’t still be paranoid about what happened last time?”
Zeil frowned which made Derrick laugh, “It’s not funny,” He responded before turning to face Zeil, “What about you?”
Derrick smiled, “Just taking a break.” Again Derrick licked his blue Popsicle as his orange-yellow eyes observed Zeil. He then held out the treat to the other teen, “Want a lick?”
Zeil blushed a bit, looking at the saliva already on the Popsicle, and shook his head, “No thank you.”
“Aw, come on! I need you to help me with it.” Derrick pleaded.
Zeil looked at the treat again, its frozen liquid quickly melting and running down Derricks hand. “A-alright.”
Derrick smirked but Zeil paid no attention to it. He was too nervous as it was. He moved in his seat to better face Derrick before leaning in to take a lick, but he stopped when Derrick did the same, “What are you doing?”
“Your going to help me right? I thought that we’d both attack it!” He said in a playful tone. When Zeil continued to stare at Derrick shyly he added, “It will cool you off.”
Zeil wiped away some sweat that had accumulated on his brow. It was particularly hot outside. He watched as Derrick took another lick, trying to prevent the Popsicle from dripping all over his hand and arm. Deciding that it wouldn’t “kill” him to share a Popsicle with Derrick, Zeil leaned forward and grabbed Derrick’s wrist before taking his first lick of the frozen treat.
It was good, in fact it was so tasty that Zeil took a second lick right after the first without a second thought. It was when he opened his eyes that things began to get complicated. Derrick was staring at him, no, observing him again. Zeil’s heart suddenly skipped a beat and began to beat faster as Derrick leaned in to join Zeil at licking the Popsicle. It was too intimate, their tongues and lips so close to touching, and Zeil could clearly feel Derricks breath hit his face when ever he opened his mouth. It was as if they were indirectly kissing each other.
But Zeil didn’t stop and he never broke eye contact with Derrick. He tried to concentrate on the treat and not the teen who was on the other end, but it wasn’t easy. Every now and then, as the popsicle began to get smaller, their lips or tongues would touch; and every time it made Zeil’s body tingle. It was when they were getting to the end of the popsicle that they began to bite off pieces, which made Zeil’s cold mouth have a numb feeling. His eyes were closed as he leaned in to take the last bite, unaware that Derrick was doing the same but with eyes open.
Zeil felt Derricks lips touch his as he took the bite and he almost moaned at the contact. Once again he tried to ignore it and concentrated on swallowing the cold liquid. After he did he opened his mouth and froze upon feeling Derrick’s mouth touch his. No Popsicle in the way, no excuse, Zeil was kissing Derrick. Zeil’s eyes shot open and he tried to pull away but Derrick moved forward and grabbed his arm keeping him in place as he moved his tongue into the red head’s open mouth. Zeil couldn’t help the moan that escaped his lips as Derrick’s tongue moved against his. He tasted like the Popsicle that they had just shared and of his own essence. It was a taste that Zeil found himself enjoying as he moved his tongue against Derrick’s.
When Derrick let go of Zeil’s arm and moved their lips away, he chuckled, “Well that was nice.”
Zeil opened his eyes that he hadn’t realized he had closed and looked up at Derrick who was currently standing and looking at the pool. Zeil’s heart practically stopped. The guys had been in the pool when Derrick had kissed him. Quickly he stood, fully embarrassed, but once he did he realized that no one was in the pool, “Where is everyone?”
“They must have seen us enjoying our Popsicle and had to get their own.” Derrick turned to look at Zeil in a way that made the younger teen shift his weight uncomfortably . “Speaking of which, I’m all sticky.”
Zeil looked down at his hands and chest where the Popsicle had dripped on him, he was sticky too. “Well the pool is empty…”
Before he could say any more Derrick grabbed his arm and yanked him towards the pool, “There’s an idea!” And Derrick pushed Zeil into the pool before jumping in himself.
The water was pleasantly cool as Zeil went underneath it, and it soothed his hot body nicely, but still he surfaced angrily. “Derrick!” At first he didn’t see Derrick and he frowned at the fact. Then he saw his blurred image swimming toward him underneath the clear water. He surfaced quietly with a smirk on his face. “Why did you do that?!”
Derrick chuckled, “I didn’t think about it really! Its not like I did it to make you mad!” He reached out and grabbed Zeil by the hips and pulled him close, and Zeil automatically put his hands to the tanned teens chest to push away. It was when their hips touched gently together that Zeil froze and blushed. Derrick grinned widely, “I didn’t think you liked the kiss that much.”
Zeil frowned, Derrick was teasing him and he knew it, and he tried to push away, “Let go.”
Derrick moved his hips against Zeil’s making both of their erections rub together which made Zeil shiver in delight. He bit his lip in order to stop a moan from escaping. He tried to move away again, only to find himself stopped by the pool’s edge.
Derrick leaned forward and Zeil turned his head away in pure embarrassment. His face was red and his heart was racing. Why was Derrick doing this to him?
Zeil shivered as he felt Derrick’s breath on his neck, “I wouldn’t mind helping you out with your little problem,” He moved his hips once again as he said this which made Zeil moan lightly, “But we have guests over.”
“Yeah, w-what ever just, g-get off of me.” Zeil stuttered through a clouded mind.
Derrick had just been joking with him, right? Derrick had a girlfriend so there was no reason to think that he ’meant’ what he said. Or that he kissed him on purpose…
Zeil froze as he felt Derrick’s lips land softly on his. It was a quick kiss, one that would have been missed if you weren’t paying attention, but it still made Zeil’s heart skip. Derrick grinned and his eyes seemed to tell Zeil something. It wasn’t clear to Zeil, but he knew it meant that he was serious and that he did mean every word and every kiss.
Before their silence became too uncomfortable Shane, Zeil’s brother, and his friends came out from the house in a loud group which made Zeil rush to the ladder of the pool to escape before the rest of them got in. As he grabbed his towel and began to dry off, Shane gave his friend and his younger brother an odd look before going back to playing with his friends.
With one last look toward Derrick, who was playing with another teen in the pool, Zeil made his way into the house.
(A/N: There will be more to this story, trust me! I had to write it after drawing this picture: http://sarahskitten.deviantart.com/#/d2q5yvy Hope you enjoy!)