“What does being with a man feel like?”
Nicholas sighed quietly. “It's very difficult to describe. It is like a hundred fingertips tingling at once. Something pushing them apart.” That didn't sound bad. It didn't sound very good either.
“Would you like to try it?”
“No,” Terrance said quickly, jumping to his feet.
“As you wish. I think you might like it.”
Terrance didn't move, frozen on the spot.
“Sit down,” Nicholas urged. “I won't do anything you ask me not to.”
Terrance exhaled, feeling foolish. It wasn't as though Nicholas were simply going to mount him. “Of course. And I trust you, I'm just...”
“Confused?” Nicholas suggested.
“Yes.”
Terrance didn't bring it up again until the next cloudy day when the ladies stalked the deck alongside Kate. Terrance took the opportunity to keep Nicholas in the cabin, alone. Both were still naked, Nicholas' head resting in his cupped hands. Terrance propped himself up on an elbow and traced a finger down his nose and lips, leaning over to kiss the other man.
