As we got back to the farm, Kiyui, Svampe, and Alexi were making lunch in the kitchen while my mother was feeding the pigs. Svampe was cutting the bread and Alexi was carefully spreading the butter on each slice before Kiyui added the ham and cheese. It seemed so incredibly peaceful… for about three seconds.

  Tadwick: “You guys! You guys! You’ll never believe this!”

  Kiyui: “Hey Tadpole, want a sandwich?”

  Tadwick: “Definitely… but listen… they have like… this bathroom… but it’s not like our bathroom… it’s like totally massive… it was basically like a small lake… and we saw Smutty’s new baby… and he was like really small… and he had some weird rope thing sticking out of his tummy… and…”

  Kiyui arrived at the table with a sandwich on a plate.

  Kiyui: “That sounds lovely, dear. But try to breathe. There is not rush. You have plenty of time to tell us all about it.”

  Svampe: “And you don’t need to shout it either. We can all hear you.”

  Tadwick: “But, but, but…”

  Kiyui: “Breathe, eat, and talk slowly. Okay, honey.”

  Tadwick took a big bite of his sandwich and continued trying to speak, despite the advice that had been given to him. Svampe and Alexi joined him at the table with their sandwiches. Which they proceeded to eat in a much more dignified manner.

  Dwynfel: “Kiyui, I need to have a word with you.”

  Kiyui: “Right now? We just made sandwiches.”

  Dwynfel: “Yes, right now… the sandwiches can wait a few minutes.”

  I took his hand and led him through to our bedroom, closing the door behind us.

  Kiyui: “My my. You are commanding of late. Is something wrong?”

  Dwynfel: “I have some things that I need to talk to you about.”

  Kiyui: “Is everything okay?”

  Dwynfel: “It’s about last night.”

  A smile grew across his face.

  Kiyui: “It was absolutely amazing, Dwynfel. You were truly fantastic. I always knew that all you needed was a bit of confidence.”

  Dwynfel: “It isn’t about that.”

  Kiyui: “Oh?”

  Dwynfel: “Well… it partly is… kind of. Basically… I realised something important. You know what I said about knowing that you use sex as a way of calming yourself.”

  Kiyui: “Yes.”

  Dwynfel: “Well… I know that I said that I am happy to help you with that. But I would like to add a condition...”

  Kiyui: “A condition?”

  Is the term condition too formal? Am I coming across as weird? Fuck it… I’ve said it now, I’m sticking with it.

  Dwynfel: “Yes, a condition.”

  Kiyui: “And that condition would be?”

  Dwynfel: “That afterwards… once you have relaxed and calmed… we talk about whatever the issue is. You can’t use sex to block out and hide from your feelings… otherwise they will overwhelm you. I am more than happy to help you calm yourself down in that way… but once you do… we need to talk things through properly.”

  He looked a bit nervous when I finished talking. Then, it was like he took some time to process what was being said, but once he had, he smiled at me once more.

  Kiyui: “I promise. But that goes for you too. No more keeping things to yourself and overthinking everything.”

  Dwynfel: “Deal.”

  He grinned at me and moved closer to me, pressing me back up against the door.

  Kiyui: “Now… is there anything else you wanted to discuss.”

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  He leaned forward, placing his hands on the door by my sides and lowing his face to mine.

  Dwynfel: “Umm… yes… actually… I wanted to ask you something…”

  His face got increasingly closer to mine. The apple scent grew overpowering… I could almost taste his lips. Shit… now… ask him… the ring is in your pocket… ask him… ask him now.

  Dwynfel: “Umm… well…”

  Just fucking say it… just ask him… for fuck’s sake… open your mouth… use words… speak damn it.

  Dwynfel: “Umm… well… you know… umm… what on earth did I do last night to make you ejaculate like that?”

  Don’t judge me, okay. Confident me is a new development… I’m still working on it. I will ask him… I will… I just need time to mentally prepare.

  He stepped back as if that wasn’t a question that he was expecting.

  Kiyui: “Oh… that. You rubbed my prostate.”

  Dwynfel: “I rubbed your what now?”

  Kiyui: “It’s a small thing. All men have one. It’s just underneath your bladder.”

  Dwynfel: “And rubbing that… feels nice?”

  Kiyui: “Oh yeah, the prostate is very sensitive. You know how when you really need a wee, it sometimes gives you an erection? Well, that is because your bladder swells and rubs your prostate. It is not, as Tadwick thinks, because your dick is preloading with wee, ready to explode.”

  Okay… now I feel stupid. That’s pretty much what I thought was happening.

  Dwynfel: “We’ve been together for four years… why am I just finding out about this now?”

  Kiyui: “I’ll be honest with you Dwyn, it isn’t something that is normally reached during anal sex. Unless you have a curved penis. It is at kind of a weird angle… it is way easier to reach with a finger because you can bend a finger and rummage around until you are in the right place. I’ve genuinely never had anybody actually find the thing like that before. I think when you half fell off the bed you just ended up at a weird angle. And that weird angle turned out the be the right angle.”

  Shit… he noticed that. So much for maintaining an aura of cool confidence last night.

  Dwynfel: “You noticed me falling off the bed, huh?”

  Kiyui: “Really, that’s the part of what I said that you are going to focus on?”

  Dwynfel: “Well… I was trying to be all manly and confident and impressive. Falling off the bed is hardly impressive.”

  Kiyui: “Oh, Dwyn. Last night was wonderfully impressive. And not just last night, even now, you pulled me in here to talk to me about something important. You never would have done that four years ago. You would have toiled over it for months and then kind of nervously alluded to it in a really unclear way. I like that your confidence is building. It makes me really happy.”

  Dwynfel: “Really?”

  He leaned forward and pressed me against the door again. This time he kissed me as he leaned in. His hands started to glide down my chest.

  Kiyui: “Really. Confidence looks good on you. I really, really like it.”

  His hands reached my britches and he started to untie them.

  Dwynfel: “Umm… there was something else that I wanted to discuss with you… but… umm…”

  Kiyui: “Can it wait a little bit? All this growing confidence…”

  He leaned in close to my ear and whispered.

  Kiyui: “…it makes me want to taste you.”

  Oh, fuck… he turns me on way too much… I do genuinely wonder if it is normal to be so turned on just by somebody whispering in your ear. Gods… it is already poking out of the top of my britches… and he hasn’t even lowered them yet.

  Dwynfel: “Umm… well… I suppose it can wait… no… it can definitely wait… absolutely… but the second we are done… we are resuming this conversation.”

  He began kissing his way down my chest. As he lowered himself, he took my britches down with him. As my penis was freed from its constraints it bobbed up and down slightly. I looked down to see both it and Kiyui staring back at me. Kiyui ran his tongue up the shaft and kissed the tip.

  Kiyui: “Oh, absolutely. We will resume our chat immediately. I’m just going to have a little snack first.”

  He winked at me and licked his lips in a circular fashion… before proceeding to circle his tongue around something entirely different.