Chapter 11. Black Sheep Of Abomination

Damon's POV

I have always had the idea of my weird sexuality but tried to keep it at bay. I used to have a best friend although we had fallen apart and it was on the night of my eighteenth birthday.

He had suddenly come to me in a corner and he kissed me. I had felt a sudden feeling of completeness as I returned his kiss but then I stopped myself.

I needed to make it clear that I was no fag and guilt tripped him into feeling like he had been the one at fault. But that moment had awoken a need and hunger for a man.

I could not be the one black sheep of abomination. Hence, to prevent every sort of scandal, I had to make certain that I had more girls around me and on my bed. We would party so hard and I would fuck them just to tell myself that I wanted women and not men.

Still, it never felt complete. It was almost like a futile attempt at discussing what animal was within me but I decided to keep living my lifestyle. At least, everyone in the