A/N: Wow I'm glad everyone liked this! This just shows some back ground info. R&R
You are the only one that needs to know
I'll keep you my dirty little secret
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
My dirty little secret
Randal Keith Orton, what can I really say about him...he is what keeps me going, he's my first love and my big cuddly teddy bear. Randy is really the first boy I was ever with and I was the first guy he's ever down anything with. He even had a girlfriend when we first started "dating." I better tell you how we met.
We went on a class trip to this big museum in the city and we had to stay overnight. I tried to get a room with either Ken or Shane but they ended up together. So, my roommate was Randy. I didn't want to be alone Randy because: A) He is fucking sexy..So the boner I would most likely get would most likely cause him to kick my ass and B) He was a jock and he would probably just kick my ass for fun. So ofcourse I decide to go out by myself to see the sights, even though we were all suppose to be hanging out in our rooms. While I was walking down to the bar down the street from out hotel…I ran into a few of the jocks that really don't like me. I ended up getting my ass kicked, I was bloody, bruised and crying when Randy found me outside the hotel room.
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" Fuck" I whimpered wiping the blood and tears away. My lip bleeding down my chin, my eye was swollen and the hand shaped bruise on my arm was dark purple. I looked like a wreck. I shoved my hand in my pocket to find my room key but just my luck. It was gone. " I fucking hate my life." I slid to the floor and rubbed my eyes.
I fell back when it opened. I looked up only to see bare tanned calves, baggy shorts and a very tight bubble but. It was Randy and my head was between his legs. He looked down at me worried" Jeff…what happened?" Randy asked as he pulled me up to my feet. He places his hand on my chin and turned my head, so he could see all of the damage. "Hey go sit on the bed I'll get the first aid kit ." He ran a thumb under my eyes to wipe away my tears.
I sniffled and nodded quickly. I sat on the bed very embarrassed for crying. "You don't have to Randy…I'll be okay..You probably want to go to bed."
Randy walked over to the bed with the small white first aid kit in his very large hands, hands that would look amazeing wrapped around my cock. I shook those thoughts out of my head ad Randy sat beside me.
"Hey it's okay." Randy said with a intoxicating smile. I couldn't even look away from his hands as he covered a cotton ball in antiseptic. He held my chin with one hand and smiled softly. "Hey this might hurt okay." He said dabbing at the cut on my bottom lip.
I flinched when I felt the burning sensation, spreading across my face. I tried to look away when I felt tears welling up in my eyes again but I couldn't help but look up into his clear blue eyes. They looked worried, as he kept dabbing the cuts on my face.
" What happened?" Randy asked me with a frown as he grabbed one of the ice packs that you just crack to get cold. He wrapped it in a shirt that was on the floor and pressed it against my lip.
"I ran into a door." I lied softly. I knew Randy didn't belive me. He kept his clear blue gaze on me. I knew he knew I was lying. He has never beaten me but he has seen his friends do it. He knows this is their handy work.
I don't know what came over me. The only thing I could think of was his lips. They were so soft looking and pink. I couldn't help myself. I stood up and kissed him. When I realized what I did, I pulled away quick. "S..S..SS..Sorry." I stammered bright red.
Randy didn't say anything, he just stood there biting his lip. He cleared his throat and ran a hand through his spiky black hair. "Hey…um Jeff?" Randy mumbled as he took a step towards me. I thought he was going to punch me but he didn't. He just tucked my brightly colored hair behind my ear and pulled me into a soul searing kiss.
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And that was the first time. We spent the night together in his bed talking all night long. We talked about anything and everything. We talked about his family and my family, his interests and mine. We never ran out of things to talk to. But the next morning we knew we couldn't be doing this in public, no one would be okay with this. So I've been his dirty little secret for a long time...not that I'm complaining.