Page 145 of The Holy Grail
“You’ve obviously been a part of double penetration?”
“Yes. It’s … incredible.”
“Were you, um, on top or on the bottom? I mean, what was your location? Her ass, or …”
“Her pussy?”
“Yes.”
“I’ve experienced it in both, and also from the top and the bottom.”
Jules frowned for a second, trying to picture all the ways it could be done, which prompted Evan to explain, “Let me give you a few examples—”
“Do you need paper and a pencil?” she asked. “For pictures?”
Evan couldn’t help but laugh at that, but Malcom looked confused. “Pictures?”
Evan quickly explained how he’d drawn pictures to help explain how triads worked, and how Jules had given him shit over it. Then, to Jules, he said, “I won’t draw pictures this time, but I’m going to use us in the examples, all right?”
“All right.”
“So, in the first one, I could sit on the couch, technically the bottom position, and you could be riding me, with Mal in the top position, in your ass. In this example, I’ve been both top and bottom. Now, I could also be sitting on the couch, with you laying on me, your back to my chest, with me in your ass, and Mal in the top position, taking up residence in your pussy. In this second example, I’ve also been both top and bottom, and in my experience, the first way seems to work the best.” He let her process all that, then asked, “Did that help?”
“Yes. I didn’t realize there were so many options, but now that I do, I think I’d lean more toward the first scenario, to be honest.” She gave a quick nod, as if reaching a decision. “So, I’d be willing to put it on the table. My ass, I mean. “
“I’m willing to put my ass on the table, too,” Evan said. “Which isn’t something I do very often.”
“I take it you prefer to be … the top … with a man?”
“Yes. I’m more of a dominant personality, so it gives me the control I like. I can bottom as well—and I have—but it has to be with the right person.” Evan reached over and got a handful of Malcom’s junk, squeezing gently. “I’ve thought a lot about being your first … even dreaming about it a couple of times.”
“You mean being the first to fuck me?” Malcom wanted to know. “Or being the first man I fuck?”
“I want both.” Evan leaned in and kissed him. When he pulled back a few inches, he added with a dark promise in his voice, “I want to own all of your firsts, to be honest. Every last one of them—from holding your hand and first kiss, to your first blow job, your first prostate massage, and your first fucking. I want to be your first and last in all things ... especially when it comes to love.”
Malcom cleared his throat, a little taken aback by the intense information dump. In many ways, he felt like he was on the sexual level of a high-school boy, who was treading into the ‘gay’ end of the pool for the first time, with his emotions all over the place, making him feel a bit overwhelmed. And he knew he was older than Evan, but in this area of Malcom’s life, he felt much younger, and very vulnerable. It was a little scary, but he trusted Evan and knew there would be safety with him, and that gave Malcom the courage to say, “We’ve held hands and gotten the first kiss out of the way, so … how about we knock out that first blow job?”
Taking in all the signs of Malcom’s rising arousal—his quickened breaths, flushed face, wide eyes—and intuitively knowing he was referring to receiving and not giving, Evan asked, “You mean like right now?”
“Yes. Right now sounds good.”
“How good does it sound?”
“Really good.”
“What if I said it wouldn’t be really good? That it would blow your fucking mind? Would you be ready for that?”
Malcom cleared his throat, but instead of verbally answering, simply nodded.
“Then let’s get started,” Evan said with a smile.
From over on the loveseat, Jules murmured, “Well, this evening just gotveryinteresting, didn’t it?”
Chapter 46
Two firsts in one night
Despite the fact Jules felt like hammered shit, she couldn’t wait to see what happened next.
