Page 9 of Dickathlon

“You sound weird when you say that.”

“Sure I do. Get your ass in bed and cuddle the shit out of me. Why are we talking about your issues? I’m the one in crisis.”

He had a point. I was getting in my head. “Move over. At least give me the side of the bed I like.”

He smiled, then maneuvered over, pulling back the blankets for me. “Thanks.”

“Don’t thank me yet, handsome.”

His mouth went slack. The smile was gone. Like he had said something wrong.

“What’s wrong?” I slid next to him, hairy leg next to hairy leg. No biggie.

“That’s my nickname for Cam. It just slipped out.”

Before he could throw his head back on the pillow, I pulled him towards me in a half hug. He nestled into my armpit. “I’m so fucked. I feel like I’ll never get over him.”

“Well, I’m not an expert yet, but you should talk to one. We’ll see my brother Owen at Christmas.”

“The sex therapist?”

“Yeah. He might have some connections in New York. At the very least, he can point you in the right direction.”

“I’ll talk to him. I need to talk to somebody.”

“I’m here for that too, you know.”

“Not right now you’re not. Now, you’re for cuddling.”

“I can do that.”

This is fine. Everything’s fine.

Luke’s hard dick was pressed against my leg. I had woken up to it like that.

To my surprise, I did not find it arousing. I would’ve thought a hot guy with morning wood pressed against me would do just that based on all previous conversations about my sexuality, but I was starting to think I needed more than a hot guy. And I didn’t think of Luke that way.

This one time, I was stoked to be soft. My phone's alarm went off, causing Luke’s eyes to flutter open.

“Morning, champ,” I said.

He grumbled something unintelligible then asked, “You sleep okay?”

“Yup. You?”

“Yeah.” He seemed to realize his penile situation. “Sorry about that. Can’t be helped. It’s hard every morning.”

“Good dreams?”

“Something like that.”

“Wait. Are you like celibate now?”

Luke stayed quiet.

“Wow. I’m impressed. I can’t go two days without-”

“Forget it. Not talking about my penis when it was just inches away from yours.”