Then Ricky met the tiger's muzzle with his own. It was quick, brief, a sort of peck of someone who wanted to kiss but was caught a bit off guard. It seemed enough for the tiger though, who was smiling.
"Wooooo....!!" Josh called from where he stood and Martin nudged him, then grabbed his arm and hauled him away when he wouldn't move.
"C'mon. I think those two need to talk and I don't think they want an audience." Martin was dragging Josh back towards the cabins. They were sweaty from the game and Martin wanted to dry off and change shirts. And from the smell Josh might need to do the same.
Josh reluctantly followed, wondering at the whole thing. Why would this place mess with them like this. What purpose did it serve to turn a bunch of adults into a bunch of children. Even weirder, the ones that ended up horny teens. Josh sighed as he stepped into the cooler shade of the cabin, stripping his shirt off which he tossed onto the floor next to his bunk.
Martin was a little more fastidious and hung his shirt over the end of his bed. Martin grabbed a water bottle from where they sat in the cabin for anyone to take and tossed one to Josh, grabbing another for himself.
Josh dropped down on his bunk and swigged the water. "So. Those two always like that?" Josh asked curiously, trying to figure out if those two were changed or just nudged.
Martin didn't seem to get the real gist of the question and shrugged. "Not really, I mean, I knew they both liked guys, Ricky is actually bi I think, but being into each other. I think that's your fault."
"Mine?" Josh asked, sounding incredulous.
"Well, Ricky stood up for Jared, and Jared is a bit of a romantic." Martin sat down on Josh's bunk next to him. The deer could feel the warmth coming off of the marten, fur still warmed from exercise and the sun. His sweat still smelled clean and fresh, the stink not having settled in yet.
"What?" Martin asked with a smile, making Josh realize he had been staring.
"Nothing." Josh's eyes slid away from Martin and he took a swig of water.
"Ah. You're still figuring things out." Martin nodded knowingly. "It's okay, we've all been there."
Josh looked back, his head tilting to the side. Figure things out? Was Martin talking about the camp. "I guess so. It's really confusing." Josh admitted. "Like you're two different people and you don't know which one is the real you. And you want to fight it but you're not sure you're fighting the right half."
"Something like that." Martin nodded again. Though he was talking on a whole other subject. "I know one way to figure it out for sure."
"You do?" Josh asked quizzically. And then he felt a muzzle pressed up against his, he parted his own slightly as their lips met. The kiss was soft, but insistent. Not letting Josh break away for a moment. The marten had been thinking of something entirely different.
Though when the kiss broke, Martin pointed at Josh's lap. "I think you might like guys." Josh looked down at the tenting in his shorts and quickly dropped his hands over it. "Hey, like I said, no shame. We've all had to figure it out. "
The stupid marten thought he was having trouble with his sexuality, not being stuck at a weird camp that turned his life upside down. But now he couldn't take his eyes off of Martin, and thinking of that kiss had his shorts straining even tighter. No! He had a girlfriend.. She was.. was.. That had been last year and it was awkward and didn't work between Josh and her. It's what made Josh question. Then this guy just waltzes in and proves something Josh had been agonizing over for months. Their muzzles met again in another kiss, this time their hands getting involved in pulling each other closer together.