Page 62 of Next Thing You Know
“I know you, too.” Maverick hugged me back. “And this thing with Beau?” He pulled back to look at me. “I know it’s new, but I want you to be happy. You can talk to me.”
I chuckled. “Can I?”
“Of course.” Maverick nodded.
This should be fun. “Okay, what’s sex like?”
“Sex?” Mav’s face turned pink. “Uh...”
I grinned. “Yeah, you know, anal sex. I’m assuming that you’re the bottom in this relationship, no offense, so tell me how good it feels. Can you come untouched? Have you ever had a prostate orgasm?”
“Dean!” Maverick slapped both hands over his ears as he shook his head. “Please don’t ask me these things. Sex is great, it feels amazing, but no. I don’t want to discuss it with you.” Then he dropped his arms. “Wait, are you thinking of having sex with Beau?”
I grinned. “I am, yes.”
“And you want to, uh, bottom for him?” Once again, Maverick’s cheeks burned cherry red. “God, I never thought we would be having this conversation.”
I touched his shoulder. “We don’t have to talk about it if you’re uncomfortable. I just want to make it good for him. I’ve never had anything up there other than a finger or tongue, and I just... I know he’s been with other guys.”
“Dean.” Maverick grabbed my hands. “Don’t compare yourself to someone else. Beau is going to go slow. He’ll make sure that it’s good for you, too. Just because you’ve never had sex with a man before doesn’t mean he won’t make sure to take care of you.” He tilted his head. “Have you tried touching yourself?” And now his entire face was as bright as the sun.
I snorted with laughter. “You should see yourself right now.”
“You don’t need to make fun of me.” Maverick pulled away and folded his arms over his chest. He was dressed in several layers of long-sleeved shirts with Jackson’s name and number on them. “You asked for my help, but I won’t give it if you’re going to act like this.”
“I’m sorry.” Shit, I didn’t want to piss my brother off. He still had that icy, broody look to him when he got mad. The one he had worn every day after Jackson left all those years ago but he never seemed to stop smiling. “I’ve played with myself, and Beau has, too.”
Maverick continued to glare at me. “Then why are you asking me these things?” Then his eyes went wide. “You want to have sex with Beau before you leave?”
“That was the plan, yes.”
“Oh, Dean.”
I gasped in surprise when Maverick hugged me again, his strong arms wrapped tight around my body. I smiled despite the grumpiness he had just shown me. I knew that Mav wasn’t going to change overnight, and I realized why he had gotten upset.
“I’m sorry for laughing at you. I wasn’t making fun of you. I know that you’re still trying to come to terms with your sexuality. I know it’s hard for you.”
“And I’m sorry for getting upset.” Maverick squeezed me tighter. “You love him.”
I didn’t want to admit that aloud yet. Not until I had told Beau how I felt. I had wanted to last night, but the words just got all scrambled on my tongue, and I couldn’t seem to get them out.
“Maybe.”
“Maybe, my ass.” Maverick giggled as he swatted playfully at me. He swiped at his cheeks as he pulled away. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, but I see you, Dean. And if you want to make this special for the two of you before you leave, then I think you should. It’s kind of romantic. And I did the same for Jax.”
I stared at my brother. “You did?”
“I did, yeah, the night of his going away party.” Maverick laughed again as he flushed a deep red. “But this isn’t about me. This is about you and Beau. I’m happy for you.”
My stomach curled with excitement. “Thank you. I’m excited but nervous at the same time. Beau knows that I’m interested in trying, but we haven’t tried to have penetrative sex yet.”
“Can I ask you a question?” Maverick was watching me with curiosity.
“Of course, Mav, ask me anything.”
He smiled. “You’ve jumped into this so easily. Have you always been bisexual? Or maybe just curious?”
“Curious,” I admitted, and now it was my turn to blush. “I was never into any guys before I met Beau, but I’ve realized that I found some attractive.”
