I'm so happy that this story got so many alerts. Thanks they mean a lot. I won't neglect any of my other stories. I'll just make it fair. Two chapters for every story. Oh yeah! (waggles eyebrows) I hope this second chapter gets you more into it. The first chapter was just the beginning. If you would like to pimp this story out, you may. I really don't mind.

Oh and in this story. Two of the male characters will be gay. I just can't say who. And in this story, Damon will have a very extra long appendage.

On with the story.

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Damon was the first to wake up, his phone was vibrating loud against his side, sending pleasurable vibrations towards his cock. He sat up and rubbed his well rested eyes, feeling freely with his other hand for his phone, tapping the bed surface to find it. He found it and brought it to his lap, locking down at the screen. There was six alerts. Three messages from Stefan, two missed calls from Stefan, and one message from...Elena.

He read Stefan's messages first.

Stefan: Hey, I was wondering if I could borrow your leather pants.

Stefan: I really want to borrow your leather pants.

Stefan: Look bish I really want to...fuck it. I'll just borrow it. Tooties.

Damon shook his head and replied back to his brother, texting him back with a yeah. Damon couldn't wear leather pants anyway. All, thanks to his overgrown dick but he still tried. It hurt like hell but it went well with his jacket.

Damon sent the message and looked at Elena's message, his eyes glancing around the room. She was no where in sight and her bathroom door was closed, but Damon saw that light from the bathroom was on and giggling.

Elena was in the tub.

Damon smiled and felt his morning wood ache with pain. He placed his hands on his pants and rummaged his cock around in his pants. It was biting against the hem of his pants and he so badly wanted to rip it off, but he couldn't.

He would just have to deal as always.

Damon looked down at the message and felt a shiver go through him.

Elena: Damon, text me back. I have to ask you a question.

Damon didn't want to be asked again. He'd probably blush. He remembered what she said last night and he didn't want to think about it. Yeah, he had sex, sex numerous times, but he was safe about it. And yeah, they were best friends and would do anything for her but he couldn't do that for his best friend. He didn't want to scar her. Matt probably had an ant compared to his monster truck.

Damon shivered.

He sent her a message, telling her what was the question.

He relaxed against the headboard and bit his tongue, wondering how the hell he was going to explain this to her.

He could do it if he wasn't in love with her, which was the sad part. He loved his best friend more than usuall. He loved her like he would love someone that he wanted to spend his life with. Yeah, it was weird and random but he knew Elena for so long that he could probably guess what she was doing right now and get it right. Of course, he was chicken shit for not telling her but he didn't know how. He wasn't sure and she was in love with Matt Donovan.

Damon felt like throwing up.

He had plans to go out with her when her and Matt were taking a break but he wasn't sure how they got back together.

So, of course, he did not want to help his best friend, the love of his life, get with some loser that didn't deserve her.

She deserved him instead. But he was still such a chicken shit.

His phone vibrated in his hands and Damon looked down at his phone and saw that it was Elena.

Damon took a deep breath.

Elena: I was wondering if you could teach me about sex from a guys point of view, please, D.

She had him there. She knew that he would do anything for her. She honestly knew that so of course he was going to teach her.

The things he did for love.

He opened up a reply and sent her a message, telling her that he would help but he had some rules to follow. One; if he felt to uncomfortable than he was going to stop, no questions asked. Two; no one needed to know about this and if anyone asked, it was none of their business. Three; she couldn't talk to Matt while they did this.

He sent the message and felt his heart thumping loudly in his chest. He got up and looked around her room, taking in everything. It had been two weeks since he been in her room, she had changed everything around. She had a vanity dresser with a huge mirror standing in front of it. Probably to put on makeup or brush her soft gorgeous hair. Damon continued to walk around her room, stopping at a big poster board that had nothing but pictures on it. He stared at it as if he was at a art gallery, his eyes scanning over all the pictures of him and her. Places they went. Things that they wanted to remember for ever. She even had the picture of when they were little and she kissed him on his cheek. Damon touched the picture and his heart warmed at how she had saved it. He looked over all the pictures once again before turning his back to it and pausing by her clothes bin. There was a brown book on the dresser and he took it off, placing it into his hands and sitting on the bed.

He never seen it in her room before.

It flipped it over in his hands and saw that the front cover; it read 'Elena's Journal'.

He got up and placed the journal back on the dresser. He wasn't that nosy to go through her stuff like he did last time. He read some very interesting things. She had a crush on him for a bit but nothing really happened. He was dating Rose at the time and they were young teens in love, which was a lie. After the breakup, Elena stayed by his side through everything to make sure that he was feeling better. He did and that's when he fell in love with his best friend.

His phone vibrated in his hands and he looked down. It was a message from Elena.

He opened the message and read it. His mouth dropping, he would have thought the last rule would have killed her.

It didn't.

She was all down for it.

Elena: Okay. Thanks. I owe you big time.

Damon gulped and replied back your welcome not sure what else to say.

He was in deep dog shit because he was helping out the woman he loved to get with a guy that she was in love with. Damon shook his head and couldn't believe that he was doing this...unless he found a way for Elena to fall in love with him. She wasn't going to be talking to Matt while he helped her which gave a perfect timing for him to show her that he could be more than a friend.

Yeah, that could work.

Damon than sent her a message, telling her they could start whenever she was ready. Him knowing that she was doing this for Matt Donovan, the man she loved and Damon Salvatore was doing this for the woman he loved.

He sighed.

The things he did for love.

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Monday- September 27

Elena was dreading today. Even though, she knew Damon had her back. He wasn't going to be around all day beside her. They only had four classes together; Theatre, English, Math, and Biology. The other three classes, he went home early. He worked at The Mystic Falls Grill as a waiter. Elena wished that she worked with him but he was one year older than her. He was eighteen and she was seventeen. Matt was the same age as him so they worked together...

Elena sighed and pay attention to the things that we blurring past her as Damon drove his blue mustang. They were nearly at the school and Elena felt her skin grow cold. She did not want to go but her mother told her that she should and not worry about what the kids say about her and Matt. They should be used to it by now. Her mother saying that made her cry a little inside.

Elena wanted a relationship were people were used to seeing them together, were people thought they were the perfect couple and just loved seeming them together because they just looked normal as normal could be.

But there was no relationships for her out there. Plus she was in love with Matt.

She just needed to get passed this sex thing and than her and Matt could finally make love and everything would be perfect.

"What's wrong, dreading what's going on at school or Matt?" She hated that Damon could read her like a book, it just made no sense. She could actually be smiling and than he would catch her by herself and just ask what was wrong. Elena would break down in tears, he'd pull her into a tight hug and Elena just felt warm and safe all over.

"Matt. I can't stop thinking about him. I wish I could just not think about him for a bit."

Damon stopped at the stop light as a couple of younger kids crossed the street, his gaze on Elena the entire time they crossed.

The light turned green and Damon started the car again, speeding down the half empty road.

"Than don't. Think about how tight my muscles look in this shirt."

Elena glanced at what Damon was wearing and her heart skipped a beat.

His shirt was dark blue and just tight, around all his muscles. His jeans were black and loose. He looked like he was sagging but no. Damon just brought his pants baggy and Elena still wasn't sure why. She asked around school why, maybe the girls knew but all them just laughed and didn't answer her question. And it wasn't like Damon would always answer her question when she would ask him. He changed the subject so she wasn't even going to start. She was just going to go over in her mind, how good her best friend looked in that shirt.

Elena shivered.

"Where did you get the shirt?"

Damon pulled up in the school parking lot and parked his car. He parked the car and turned off the car, taking his seat belt off and reaching behind him with his long arms to retrieve his backpack. He grabbed it by it's straps and pulled it into his lap. It was a black backpack with buttons attached all over it, buttons that Elena had given him. He had saved each one.

Elena looked at them and scanned her eyes over each one.

All the buttons that she had ever given him for his birthdays he saved.

He had eighteen total.

"You still kept them?"

Damon dug through his backpack and took out a pen. He zipped his backpack together and looped his arms through the straps so he could put it on when he got out the car, placing the pen behind his ear.

"Yeah, I have a lot of things that you have given me. I put them in a box. I just thought that my back pack need some decorations so I looked for all the buttons and put them on last night. Got a problem with it?"

Elena held back her laugh and shook her head.

Damon always knew how to make her smile.

She grabbed her binder, tight in her hands and opened the car door, pressing the little knob down before slamming the car door.

She straighten out her long skirt and fixed her shirt and bra. Her bra had rotated in the process. She ran her hands through her wildly whipped hair and turned to face Damon. He had the backpack on his back and was placing his shades onto his face. The sunlight was hitting him.

He turned towards Elena, and smirked, grabbing the edges and looking at her with a look she saw on his face millions of times when he was talking to the cheerleaders.

"May I escort you in school, Ms. Gilbert?"

Elena shook her head and walked over to Damon's side. He bumped his car door shut and locked the car with a beep of the button. He placed his keys into his pockets and let out a loud yawn as Elena walked beside him to get in the school.

People were gossiping and staring at Elena as she passed by them.

They were making her nervous.

"I'm nervous, Damon." She whispered to him as she went to her locker to open it and take out her pens that she lift last Friday.

Damon leaned against her locker and took his shades off. He handed them out to Elena and she took them, placing them in her locker. He would retrieve them later when he was going to work. He knew her locker number and they shared everything together.

"Don't be. They are just wondering how you're taking you and Matt breaking up...again." Damon snickered and Elena gave him a glare. He raised up his hands and said that he was sorry. She rolled her eyes and dug through her collection of pens to see which one she was going to use.

All the pens she had were found or given to her by Damon.

She picked out two pens; a purple one and a black one. Just in case.

She placed them into her binder and slammed her locker shut.

She turned around and faced Damon. A group of girls passed by them and looked at him, giggling.

Elena shook her head as Damon smiled back, than the smile faded when Matt and his crew walked up to them. Elena inched herself towards Damon, scared on what was going down. Damon straighten himself and stared Matt in his eyes. Elena bit her lip as she noticed that Matt's arm was around Caroline's, the head cheerleader, neck. She was blowing green bubble gum that was twice the size of her loud mouth.

"Elena." Elena looked at Matt and she looked at him, her heart skipping a beat when she saw his bright blue eyes, losing herself in them, before Damon placed his arm around her waist, pulling her tighter towards him.

"Yes?" Elena asked. She remembered when Damon told her to ignore Matt while they did this or he would back out. She thought it was mean but realized that if she acted towards Matt as she used too that he would tell that she hadn't changed and was still the same as before. Elena wanted him back and was trying her hardest to change so she just let her fast pumping heart calm down as Damon's nails dug into her side.

"I was wondering if you have my jacket with you? I need it for the game Friday."

Elena shrugged her shoulders. She had to act indifferent or it would never work.

"It's at my house in the back of my closet somewhere. When I found it, I'll think about giving it you you, okay?"

Matt scoffed and the boys behind him began to laugh.

"Look, Elena. I really need that jacket..."

Caroline stopped popping her game and looked Elena into her eyes. Caroline's eyes were cold and dead.

"He needs the jacket to give it to me. So, I'm thinking you bring it tomorrow." Caroline flipped her hair and walked away, pulling Matt and his crew with her.

Elena let out a loud breath that she didn't even know she was holding.

"Oh gosh, I can't believe they are going back out." Elena placed her hand over her heart to calm her heavy breathing. Damon dropped his arm from her side and dug his hands into her pockets.

"Don't worry about it, kitten. Just keep acting like you were just now. He'll think about it. Now, let's go find Bonnie. She texted me this morning telling me she wanted to se..."

"Elena!"

Elena turned away from Damon and saw that Bonnie was flying down the hall. Harper right behind her. Elena also saw that Stefan was right beside Bonnie, running down the hall...in a bright green button shirt and tight leather black pants. Stefan reached to them first. His hair was gelled up as usual except it was a different color. It was red like Bonnie's hair.

"What the hell happened?" Stefan slapped his hand, playfully against Elena's shoulder and Elena smiled at him. He was just a girl.

Elena shook her head and was about to say nothing. She didn't want Stefan in Matt's face. Last time that happened, Matt pushed Stefan into mud out in the rain. Elena didn't say anything at all as Bonnie and Harper came up behind Stefan.

"Elena, you better not lie to me, girl. I saw Matt and Caroline getting out of the car together all kissing, slopping. It was totally disgusting. I almost had a bitch fit in the middle of the parking lot."

Elena held back her snicker as Stefan shook his head. He ran his hands over his face, digging through his pockets, pulling out a tiny bottle filled with lotion. He placed some into his hands and ran the lotion down his face, till it felt soft and smelled good as usual.

"Yeah, we saw that too. We had to go pick up Stefan because someone left him this morning." Bonnie sent a glare at Damon. He just shrugged his shoulders.

"I told him I was leaving in five minutes. He's the one taking up the bathroom to put some lotion on. I swear if you weren't gay I would question about you."

Stefan rolled his eyes and sucked in his teeth, scanning up Damon's body.

"Oh please, just because you're ashy and icky looking doesn't me it's me. Okay? Now, I'm go in the cafeteria and get some coffee. I had a bad night last night. Damon kept playing his guitar up loud. annoying the hell out of me."

Damon rolled his eyes and licked his lips with his tongue, he began to laugh and shook his head.

Stefan sucked in his teeth once again, before turning around to meet Bonnie. She leaned forward and air kissed him on his cheek, both sides. Stefan pulled back and turned towards Elena, doing the same.

He pulled back and ran his hands through his red hair.

"See, no one mentioned my red hair. Bitches." He smiled before waking away. His backpack hanging down his back as he walked away.

"I told him no one would notice. He changes his hair color all the time." Damon leaned off the lockers and stood up behind Elena as Bonnie and her began to talk. Bonnie shared a glare and Elena shook her head. Harper stood there awkwardly as Damon was, that was until the bell ranged.

"Yes, finally. Now I can leave." Damon said out loud, turning over to leave. He walked down the, heading into English. His first period class, sitting in the middle as always, placing his backpack on Elena's seat, saving it for her.

He took out a piece of paper and took the pen from behind his ear.

He wrote his name and date on the paper, after he was finished. He leaned back in the chair and waited for Elena to appear in the doorway with Harper. They had Bonnie next period.

When she did, a smile came to her face and a smile came to his.

He mouthed to her that she looked beautiful.

Elena blushed and shook her head no. She replied back that he was lying.

Damon sighed. She was wrong, way wrong.

He never lied to her.

She always looked beautiful to him.

Always

Second chapter. How did this make you feel? Most of it will go by dates and just spoiling it for you, there will be a scene where Damon is playing Guitar. I just don't know when.

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