Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 8

time his dad tried to have that talk with him when Josh was fourteen. That actually put this in perspective on a scale of epic failures. But he shook his head against Trey's neck. Here Josh was, the guy who'd fucked plenty of women, and sucked off a dozen guys, and he was too embarrassed to talk about sex with the love of his life. He was pathetic. But after Stef, he'd mostly stuck to one night stands with guys so he'd never have to actually talk to anyone about this.
    Trey's laugh was soft and indulgent, not mocking. "Okay, here's what I'm going to do. I'm going to talk about sex stuff, things we can do. And you're going to rate it on a scale from zero-I-hate-that to ten-gives-me-a-woody-even-with-my-mother-in-the-room."
    "I'm not sure a ten exists."
    "Ah, that will be part of the fun. We're going to find your ten."
    "Okay," Josh agreed slowly. "Are you sure you don't just want a blowjob?" He flinched a little at the ass-to-mouth of that, but told himself firmly to stop being such a biology geek. They'd barely started fucking– surely taking off the condom was clean enough. He didn't care, he wouldn't care, he just wanted to make Trey happy.
    Trey said, "Later. And not until I get clean for you. But that's a good place to start. A regular blowjob from a guy with you flat on your back? Six? Eight?"
    "Eight. Maybe nine if it's you?"
    "Excellent. I'd go seven, 'cause I like to vary the position, but nine if it's a sixty-nine version. So, a sixty-nine? Me sucking your hard dick while I pump mine into your hot, wet mouth?"
    Josh squirmed against Trey's thigh. "Nine. Definitely nine, although I still wouldn't get hard for it in front of my mother."
    "Okay. Nipple play?"
    "Um, seven."
    "Three for me. I like it okay, I'm just not very sensitive. Now if you want to get me going, kiss my neck. I love that."
    "Necks are good," Josh agreed.
    "So, anal sex, you topping?"
    Josh sighed. "Maybe one? I can't. Or at least I couldn't stay hard for that when Stef wanted me to. It was kind of a disaster."
    "Anal sex, you bottoming?"
    Josh bit his lip.
    "Josh, babe, if you don't tell me the truth I swear I'm going to go get an ice cube and shove that up your ass. You, bottoming? Zero?"
    "No! At least a two. Really, it's okay, especially if it's you."
    Trey hugged him and then shook him hard. "You maniac, why didn't you say so? Why pretend you were into it?"
    Josh jerked free of Trey's hold and sat up, wrapping his arms around his knees. "So you would be happy? So you would get what you wanted and feel really good and stay with me and not go find someone better?"
    Trey sat up too, staring at him. "You think you have to bottom so I'll stick around?"
    "Well I know I can't fucking top!"
    "Then why do anal at all?"
    "Because it's sex? Because I want to do real sex with you sometimes, and that's the only way I can do it."
    "Shit." Trey reached out to touch Josh's hair. Josh smacked his hand away angrily.
    "Josh, babe, it's all real sex." Trey's eyes were bright. "If you'll suck me off, or let me suck you, or exchange hand jobs, or freaking hump your perfect body now and then, I don't need to be inside you."
    "Oh, right. Tell me you don't like it. You were really into my ass back there, before you got all touchy-feely."
    "Yeah, I like it. I don't need it though. I like rimming too, but I can live without that. By the way, rimming, my tongue, your ass. Two? Five?"
    Josh blinked and tried to think. "I don't know."
    "We'll try it out sometime when we're in the shower. Spanking, your hand, my ass?"
    "Um, five? I don't know. Trey, really..."
    Trey grinned. "I think some of this will take research. I may have to make charts. There's all the bondage stuff. And then fetishes. Do you have any? Feathers? Leather? Birthday cakes?"
    "What?" Josh was half-laughing, lost in the turns of Trey's words.
    "Dan Savage knew this kid who got off on having birthday cakes smashed on his face. It sounded weird when I read it, but a couple of times I've thought, 'What if that kid was onto something?' You, me, a sheet cake with chocolate icing? Six?"
    "Trey."
    This time when Trey reached for him, Josh let himself be pulled into a kiss. Trey murmured against his mouth, "I love you Josh. I want you in bed in a dozen ways, but none of them have to be anal."
    "Okay."
    "As long as you simply don't like it then it's okay. It's not like it really freaks you or gives you flashbacks or something I should worry about?"
    Josh sighed against Trey's perfect mouth. "I just don't