Standard Disclaimers: Not mine.
Warnings: angst, language, yaoi
Pairings: 2x3, 3x4, 1x5, past 1x3, past 2xH
Author's Note: Thanks for taking the time to read, and I can't even begin to stress how lovely it is to see folks reviewing - it means a lot to me and is incredibly motivating.
I haven't read Lazarus, but IGN thinks it's great… which honestly doesn't say all that much. Anyway, I have no idea when Issue #10 is scheduled to be published, but looking at the previous pub dates I think July 6-10th is a fair estimation… for those of you who are making a timeline at home or something. =p
The Road Not Taken
Chapter Twelve
The last time Duo had attended an opening night with Trowa had been months ago, and he had certainly spent an inordinate amount of time trying to figure out what to wear.
Now, as he surveyed his closet and tried to figure out what to wear for dinner and the opening of The Pillowman he felt even more lost than he had months ago. This wasn't just about wanting to look good for Trowa, but also about impressing his friends, Heero and Catharine, who would be meeting them for dinner before the show.
Duo had no idea why he felt so nervous. He had already met Heero and Catharine months ago, but he hadn't spent much time with them - and their last impression of him was likely not the best.
He winced, recalling that night at the bar when he had stormed out after Quatre Winner through himself all over Trowa. He wasn't sure how he could have reacted better, but running away probably wasn't the most mature reaction.
Duo wanted Heero and Catharine to like him - he wanted to show Trowa that he, Duo, could fit into this life just as much as Quatre Winner could.
It wasn't as if Trowa had implied otherwise, but Duo couldn't help the fact that he felt that way. Things were great between them - in the past two weeks they had spent several nights together and even when they didn't see each other they spoke on the phone or texted during the day.
Which meant, Duo supposed, Trowa thought it was time to acquaint Duo, or at least reacquaint, with his friends.
Duo had never broken up with someone because Hilde didn't like her, but she was an important enough fixture in his life that her opinions mattered to him. He was willing to bet that Trowa had a similar relationship to his friends - he didn't seem like the type to be easily swayed by the opinions of others, but it was clear, from the way that he had asked Duo if he wanted to meet up with them for dinner, that Heero and Catharine mattered to him.
So Duo wanted to impress them. He didn't want to remind them of the awkward, straight and confused guy they had met months ago - but he also wanted, needed, to be himself.
Finally, he told himself to grow a pair - his clothes weren't going to make or break this evening and he needed to get dressed and get a move on or he was going to be late.
Trowa would be arriving any minute now, and as much as Duo was sure this would amuse him, it wouldn't do much of anything else.
He pulled on a pair of gray khaki pants and a blue linen button up shirt. He had worn it a few days ago and Trowa had seemed to have a lot of fun taking it off of him - hopefully they could plan a reenactment of that later on tonight.
Duo was stepping into his shoes when his doorbell rang and he opened the door to find Trowa on the other side.
The taller, older man smirked at him.
"My favorite shirt," he said.
Duo smirked back.
"You mean your favorite shirt to take off."
Trowa shrugged.
"I love taking off all of your shirts equally," he said and stepped forward to kiss Duo, "but I like the way you look with this one on too."
Trowa, as usual, looked amazing. He had gone the khaki and button up route as well, but his own pants were fitted and made his long, lean legs look even longer. His green button up shirt was also fitted, but he had left it open and unbuttoned over a gray v-neck t-shirt.
"You know, we could always stay here and have fun undressing each other," Duo had to offer.
"Or we could come back here after the show and try that," Trowa suggested, one eyebrow raised. He was clearly picking up on Duo's anxiety.
"I'm going to hold you to that, Tro," Duo said, fighting back his doubts.
"I certainly hope you will," Trowa responded.
Trowa drove them to the theatre and parked the car halfway between the theatre and the restaurant where they planned to meet Heero and Catharine.
Duo had never been to Ecco before, but he liked Mediterranean food and Trowa had assured him that it was good and casual, and as soon as they walked in Duo decided he liked the restaurant - it smelled amazing and it looked like most of the seating were low couches arranged around low tables.
Of course, his fragile equilibrium was immediately shattered when Trowa leaned in to whisper in his ear.
"I'm sorry, in advance. Cathy can be nosey as hell and Heero… well, Heero has his own way of getting to know people."
With those words of encouragement, Trowa led Duo through the restaurant towards a table
near the back where Heero and Catharine were already seated.
"Hey!" Catharine greeted them brightly from her spot beside Heero on one of the couches.
"Hello again," Duo said to her and Heero, who merely smirked, as if this was all a private joke.
They sat down on the opposite couch and Duo tried not to care that both Heero and Catharine were staring at him with interested, amused looks.
Beside him Trowa sighed.
"Stop looking at him like that," he muttered, a fair amount of irritation in his voice. "You've been on my case for weeks to see him again and if you're just going to stare at him like he's a zoo animal we're going to leave."
His words shocked Duo and the other two, who sat straighter and adopted more neutral expressions.
"Well," Catharine said, "we can't help but be curious - you've kept him away from us for so long and he's -"
"Right here, beside me," Trowa sighed. "So just… get the embarrassing interrogation over with and let's try to act like normal human beings."
Duo saw Heero's lips twitch.
"I think that might be setting the bar a bit high for all of us," Duo murmured and Heero nodded in agreement.
Trowa sighed again, but there was a hint of a smile on his lips now.
"So tragically true," he agreed.
"I wasn't going to make the interrogation embarrassing in any case," Catharine spoke up. "Just a few incisive questions about your sex life and a few informative anecdotes about your past exploits, Trowa."
Duo grinned.
"Oh - so we're playing the game of embarrass the hell out of Tro? I'm totally in for that."
Trowa gave him a rueful smile.
"Et tu, Duo?"
Heero chuckled and Duo grinned.
"Hey man, I like you and everything, but if there's a chance I can avoid them treating me like an animal in the zoo and get embarrassing stories about you as a bonus, I'm in."
Heero was smirking openly and Trowa shook his head.
"You're loving this, aren't you?"
Heero shrugged.
"I always like it when someone is willing to give you a hard time."
After that, dinner was surprisingly anticlimactic. Catharine had several stories about questionable boyfriends of Trowa in the past, and both she and Heero had several stories to share about Trowa getting himself covered in paint after Duo recounted his first experience with scenic painting.
By the time they left the restaurant and started walking towards the theatre, Duo was feeling relaxed for the first time all day.
Of course, as soon as they sat down inside the theatre he couldn't pass up the opportunity to toss his program onto Trowa's lap and give him a significant look.
It only took a moment for Trowa to remember Duo's offer of a public hand job from a few days ago.
"I don't think either of us is wearing pants that would hide the evidence," Trowa told him and passed the program back.
"Too bad," Duo said and couldn't resist stretching a bit.
He felt gratified when Trowa's eyes looked him over, resting on Duo's crotch for a significant amount of time before he looked back at Duo's face.
"And now I'm going to spend the entire show thinking about your dick," Trowa said with a sigh.
Duo grinned.
"Me too! Well, I'm actually going to be thinking about yours just as much, but…" he trailed off as the lights in the theatre dimmed.
Despite his promise to think about Trowa for the entire show, Duo found that he quickly lost himself in the action onstage.
The Pillowman was dark, funny and devastating. Duo had never seen a play like quite like it, and the acting was some of the best he had ever seen. Wufei as the lead character, Katurian, was completely mesmerizing. The role was completely different than the last one Duo had seen him in, and he was impressed by just how versatile Wufei was.
Of course, despite the fact that Duo really, really wanted to hate him, Quatre as Detective Ariel was also great. Duo had no idea that Quatre could project that much anger and resentment - he seemed like such a happy guy in general, but Ariel was anything but happy.
By the end of the show, Duo felt like he had been on an emotional rollercoaster, and when the final blackout fell he was momentarily stunned.
"Wow," was all he could say when Trowa looked at him questioningly.
But Trowa seemed to understand and he nodded.
"It's a lot to process," Trowa said and shrugged one shoulder, "it's not Shakespeare but…"
"But it was pretty damn powerful," Duo said.
He rose to his feet along with most of the audience to offer a standing ovation - he could only imagine how exhausted the actors were after that performance and they certainly deserved more than a few claps of approval.
Like the last time, Duo and Trowa waited in the theatre as the audience filed out, but unlike last time, there was no awkwardness between them.
There was still that simmering sexual tension that Duo felt whenever he was touching Trowa, even if, like now, it was just the press of their thighs.
"Do you want to grab drinks with your friends before we head out?" Duo asked him. As much as he couldn't wait to get home and get Trowa naked, he also didn't mind the idea of talking to Wufei, Heero or Catharine again. The realization that Quatre would undoubtedly be there came a moment too late.
"Maybe one round," Trowa said. He leaned over and ran a hand down the inside of Duo's thigh, "but then I'm going to take you up on your offer to undress you."
Duo arched an eyebrow, borrowing Trowa's familiar expression.
"I certainly hope you're going to do more than undress, Tro."
Trowa smirked.
"I guess that depends on how patient you are while I undress you." His green eyes narrowed. "I doubt you'll be able to go even fifteen minutes without trying to get your way and your hands on my dick."
Duo swallowed hard at the challenge and the accompanying mental image.
"And if I can wait more than fifteen minutes?" He wasn't entirely sure that he could, but he wasn't about to admit defeat.
"If you can, then I'll show you the right way to sixty-nine," Trowa practically purred.
Duo drew in a deep breath and channeled thoughts of Betty White.
"Jesus, Tro, you say that I know how to torture you… I'm going to have to sit in front of other people and make small talk while I have that in my head?"
But Trowa only smirked and rose to his feet. He held out a hand to Duo.
"Come on, the sooner we go, the sooner we can get off," he said with a wink.
Duo took his hand and allowed Trowa to pull him to his feet.
"And you say I've got a dirty mouth…" he muttered but gamely followed Trowa out of the theatre and down to the bar.
Just before they stepped inside, Trowa stopped him.
"We don't have to go, if you don't want to," he said, his eyes searching Duo's face for something.
Duo shrugged.
"Your friends are cool and I know this is your chance to kind of celebrate and relax after all of your work. I really don't mind."
"Quatre will be here soon if he isn't already."
Duo drew in a deep breath.
"So long as he doesn't sit in your lap again I really don't care. After all, I'm the one you're going to sixty-nine with tonight, not him."
Trowa stared at him a moment longer, clearly trying to judge the veracity of Duo's claim that he didn't care, but then he nodded.
"Only if you can be patient," he reminded Duo of the challenge.
-o-
On Thursday morning Trowa woke up to find the circulation in his left arm almost completely cut off, no doubt due to the fact that Duo's head had decided that Trowa's arm was his pillow of preference.
He slowly eased his arm out and winced at the tingling sensation that fought against the numbness.
Duo shifted back against him, muttering something in his sleep, and Trowa used his right hand to smooth the bangs back from Duo's forehead.
He had noticed, over these past few weeks, that Duo was an extremely restless sleeper. Unless they had sex immediately before going to bed it seemed to take hours for Duo to drift off, and even after he had fallen asleep he seemed to wake up fairly often.
"You're thinking about me again," Duo muttered, his eyes still closed.
Trowa had to smile.
"When am I not?"
Duo also smiled at that and opened his eyes.
"Fair point - it's impossible not to, right?" He rolled over so that they were facing each other and adjusted his groin so that both of their morning erections were pressed together between their bodies.
Trowa arched an eyebrow at him and Duo just grinned.
"Hey, you never did show me how to sixty-nine," Duo pointed out.
"You didn't last ten minutes before you were begging me to -"
"You never said you were going to make me lay on the bed while you licked Amaretto off of my chest and my cock! I don't think it's reasonable to for you to cheat like that and -"
"So you're saying you don't want me to do that again?"
Duo scowled.
"I'm saying you tricked me, man. Here I was, just wanting to suck my favorite cock and you decided to torture me instead."
"Well I still got to suck my favorite dick," Trowa pointed out and took hold of Duo's erection. He stroked it slowly, pleased when Duo seemed to have trouble concentrating.
"Still cheating, Tro, still cheating."
"Going to punish me for that?" He teased and Duo actually smirked.
"I would, but I think you would enjoy it way too much. And you aren't supposed to enjoy a punishment, Tro. That's just kinky."
Duo held his gaze for a long moment and then sucked in a breath when Trowa twisted his hand around his dick.
"Jesus, Tro, that feels incredible." Duo's hips were jerking forward in time with Trowa's hand and it was clear the younger man was on the verge of an orgasm.
Trowa decided to finish Duo off with his mouth and slid down the bed.
He released his hold on Duo, causing the younger man to groan in dissatisfaction before he gasped when Trowa swallowed him whole.
"Holy fuck, Tro - you have got to teach me how to do that! I - I'm not going to last very long," Duo was on the verge of being incoherent. He threaded his fingers through Trowa's hair, tugging just slightly, and Trowa gave him what he wanted - sucking hard and fast and very soon he found himself swallowing down Duo's semen while the young man shuddered beneath him.
"Why can't every morning start this way?" Duo asked once his breathing had returned to normal. He caught himself and seemed to tense. "I'm not saying we should move in or anything, I just -"
"Duo, are you proposing?" Trowa asked, using their old joke to ease the tension of out of Duo.
Duo chuckled.
"Not today, no."
Trowa had to agree with him though - it would be nice to start the morning off like this but he, like Duo, definitely wasn't ready to even think about restructuring his life and making that kind of commitment.
He rejoined Duo at the head of the bed and Duo settled against him again, his back to Trowa's front.
They lay there in comfortable silence for a while, until Trowa finally decided that Duo was as likely as ever to answer a question he had been wanting to ask for more than a month now.
"What does this mean?" He asked, tracing the intricate knot tattoo on Duo's chest with his fingers.
"It's a Celtic knot. A Dara knot, it's an oak tree."
Trowa nodded. He could sense that it had a greater meaning for Duo but he didn't want to push him on it.
"It's symbolic," Duo breathed, his voice tense. "It's supposed to be a sign of endurance, obviously that has nothing to do with my endurance in bed." It was clear that Duo was side-stepping the real meaning and Trowa allowed it.
"Well, you might not last very long, but you've at least got the endurance to go several rounds," Trowa pointed out and kissed his shoulder.
Duo snorted a laugh but then sighed.
"It's… I guess it's just more about the fact that oak trees are really, really strong and they can endure anything, right? They have this amazing strength and it might not seem like they can survive, but they can."
"Like you managed to survive the combined efforts of Wufei, Heero and Catharine last night as they tried to get you to talk about our sex life," Trowa suggested, offering Duo a way to keep the conversation light even though he hoped Duo wouldn't take it.
"Or like I endured Quatre trying to put his arm around you at the bar," Duo muttered. "The guy just doesn't seem to get that you aren't interested. I mean - your body language was screaming back off and he just… I don't get it."
"Quatre isn't used to not getting his way. I think he doesn't really understand what no means."
"Clearly."
Duo was quiet for several more minutes.
"My mom was kind of… I don't know, I guess like a hippy-Druid type? She loved all the Celtic mythology and had this really close relationship to nature and… it was weird, because my Dad loves technology and he's a freaking Colonel in the Army but somehow they made it work. Anyway, she had a tattoo - a Celtic knot."
"Like yours?"
"No, hers was a motherhood knot - with dots for Solo and I - and I always thought it was cool… I mean, I only have this one memory of it, since she died when I was six but… Anyway, Solo got one of his own - not a motherhood knot," Duo added quickly and shook his head, "a mandala - it was huge, his entire back. I don't know how he did it, I mean this thing hurt like a bitch but his was so much bigger."
"So it's a family tradition," Trowa decided.
"Yeah. I guess so. After Solo died I just… kind of wanted to feel connected to them, you know? I was only sixteen when I got it and my Dad was pissed but… not much you can do about it after the fact, yanno?"
"Do you two still talk?" Trowa asked, wondering if Duo's father was even alive.
"Nah. The Colonel and I pretty much maintain radio silence except on Christmas. It's kind of better that way."
Duo drew in a deep, shuddery breath and Trowa resisted the urge to hug him, but then decided he wanted to and he pulled Duo close and wrapped his arms around him, holding him firmly against his body.
Duo was stiff for a moment, but then relaxed against him.
"You do have endurance," Trowa assured him.
Duo started to shake his head in disagreement.
"You do," Trowa insisted. "And amazing strength. I've never met anyone like you, Duo."
"Yeah, well, that's because you spend your entire life locked in a dark building playing make believe," Duo muttered.
Trowa allowed him to lighten the mood. Duo had revealed a lot of himself and Trowa frankly felt privileged. He didn't want to push Duo for more.
"What about your family?" Duo asked, surprising Trowa.
"My family?"
"Yeah, you know, parents… siblings?"
"I'm an only child. My parents live in Vegas - they work for Cirque du Soleil."
"Really?"
"Yeah. My mother is a costumer and my father is a stage manager, actually."
"So this is a family thing for you? Being a scenic designer?"
"It was that or join the circus," Trowa shrugged. "And I prefer being backstage to being on it."
"Really? Don't tell me you have stage fright."
"No. I just… I'm not the best at expressing emotions, even when I'm feeling them, so faking something for an audience just never worked."
"Hmm. I bet I can get you to express a few emotions," Duo said, and there was a tone to his voice that meant Trowa was about to be tortured.
He smiled, anticipating where this was going.
"I doubt that. I'm incredibly stoic, Duo. Just ask -" but he had to stop, because Duo was already doing something with his hand that made Trowa forget how to speak.
-o-
Criminal Records was a kind of safe haven for Duo.
He had always enjoyed comic books, and growing up it had been something that he and his brother were able to enjoy together - or argue about together, as had often been the case.
Despite the fact that he was now twenty-three and had more adult things to occupy his time and his finances, Duo still had a habit of going to the comic book store once a month to pick up a few things.
As kid, he and Solo had been obsessed with the X-Men and with Batman, but in the last few years Duo had started to branch out from Marvel and DC titles. His current passion was Lazarus, and even though the publishing seemed to be a little infrequent, the tenth issue had finally come out yesterday.
When he arrived at Criminal Records on Tuesday he took a moment to breathe deeply. It didn't matter what comic book store he was in or even where the comic book store was, the smell of ink, plastic and paper mixed together was one that would forever remind him of Solo.
He spotted the new issue of Lazarus quickly and leafed through it, though there was no doubt he would be leaving the store with at least that.
It was easy to lose himself in comics, and after he assured himself that the new issue was just as promising as the old issues, Duo held the comic under his arm and started to browse the aisles, looking at old favorites and searching for new interests.
"Hey."
Duo was startled out of an issue of Sex Criminals.
He looked up to see Wufei standing in the aisle across from him.
"Hey," he replied, feeling a bit embarrassed to be caught in a comic book store until he remembered that Wufei's geekiness rivaled his own. "What brings you here?"
Wufei gave him a look.
"I came to get the new issue of Lazarus."
Duo grinned.
"Me too," he gestured to the copy tucked under his arm. "It's a pretty solid series."
Wufei nodded in agreement and looked at the comic Duo was holding. He angled it so Wufei could see the title better.
"I haven't read that series," Wufei said.
"Me either. Seemed kind of interesting."
He passed it to Wufei, who took it and leafed through it, glancing at the pages before reading the description on the back cover.
"Hm. A lot of heterosexual sex," he said.
Duo rolled his eyes.
"Welcome to comics, man. The story seems cool, though."
"It does. Let me know what you think of it," Wufei said.
"Of course. Um… how's The Tempest going? Trowa told me you were Caliban."
Wufei nodded and a slight smirk curved his lips.
"Rehearsals are going well. Caliban is actually a dream role of mine, so it's been good."
"Caliban? Not Ariel?"
Wufei shrugged.
"Both are, I suppose. But I like the darker roles - and Caliban is certainly more complex than Ariel. At least more complex than Quatre's Ariel."
"Oh. That's too bad. He seems like a really great actor."
Wufei looked at him closely.
"You really don't care that Trowa works with him all of the time?"
Duo shrugged.
"Should I? I mean, if Trowa wanted to be with him then he would be with him, right?"
That was the motto Duo had adopted the night they had gone out to the bar after The Pillowman and while he had definitely been jealous and angry at the way Quatre tried to feel up Trowa, Trowa had made it very clear by his actions that he wasn't interested in Quatre.
In the weeks since then Duo hadn't even bothered to give Quatre much thought. He had gone in to help Trowa paint a few times, and once Quatre had been loitering around the shop after a rehearsal, flirting with Trowa like crazy, but had finally shut up and left when he saw how little effect he was having on Duo or Trowa.
"You're pretty smart for someone so young," Wufei murmured.
Duo shrugged.
"Nah. I just know that Trowa's a good guy - and while I question his taste on some things, he's clearly not enough of an idiot to let Quatre ruin his life."
Duo hesitated, wondering if that was going too far. After all, Wufei and Quatre worked together seemingly all of the time.
But Wufei smirked.
"At least he has the good taste to be interested in you," Wufei said. "Which reminds me, why don't you come over for dinner on Sunday night?"
"Umm…"
"It's a standing tradition for Heero and myself to invite Trowa over for dinner on Sundays. We usually take the opportunity to quiz him about youbut if you are there in person we might have to find a new topic of conversation…" Wufei trailed off, looking thoughtful.
Duo had to grin.
"We could always talk about Trowa instead. Lord knows the guy never talks about himself."
Wufei nodded in agreement.
"Excellent idea."
"That or your appalling taste in super-heroes," Duo had to add as Wufei picked up an issue of The Punisher.
Wufei arched an eyebrow.
"I'm not the one walking out of here with a copy of Aquaman," he pointed out and nodded to the other comic under Duo's arm.
Duo had spent years being teased about his love of Aquaman - first by Solo, then by comic book store clerks and customers.
Duo rolled his eyes.
"I see. You're one of those guys who is all about flash and cool powers. You don't appreciate the fact that Aquaman has to struggle against his reputation and his second rate powers to save people. You're just into the more superficial heroes, right?"
Wufei did an eye roll of his own.
"For the love of God, he talks to fish, Duo."
"Yeah - he cares about the environment too and really hates it when his actions have a negative impact on others." He gave a significant look towards The Punisher. "Unlike some people I could name."
Wufei just shook his head in pity.
"Plus, you've got to admit that ever since they did the rework in the New 52, he looks hot."
That earned a smirk and a nod of agreement from Wufei.
"He's still in that unfortunate orange and green combination," Wufei murmured, "but you're right - he does look infinitely better."
Duo only had a moment to enjoy his triumph before Wufei continued.
"I'm surprised you didn't realize you were gay sooner - surely you've noticed yourself staring at male heroes more than female ones before?"
The question caught Duo off guard and he took a moment to think about it.
"I don't know. I mean, not really actually. And it's not like I find women unattractive now, I just think men are attractive too. I just… before Trowa kissed me it never even occurred to me that men were sexual objects, you know?"
Wufei gave him an odd look.
"So do you like Trowa despite the fact that he's a guy?"
"No. At first I wondered if that was the case - but definitely not despite that. I actually… I just - have you ever been with a woman?"
Wufei shook his head in the negative.
"It's nice - I'd say you should try it some time, but you seem pretty fixed on Heero. But it's different. With Trowa… maybe it's because we're the same sex, but there's a lot of things he just gets about me. And I'd be lying if I said his body wasn't amazing. I like, you know, the leanness and the hardness of him."
"I imagine the hardness is something you are especially fond of," Wufei teased.
Duo found himself flushing but he nodded.
"You know what I meant - but I am pretty fond of that kind of hardness too," he shrugged. It was strange to be having this conversation, but at the same time, it was good. Duo knew he had Hilde to talk to anytime he wanted to, about anything, but there was something to be said for talking to a gay man.
"I'm sure it took getting used to, though - sex with a man instead of with a woman," Wufei said.
Duo started to nod and then found himself pausing.
"Yeah, but… Trowa's kind of amazing - not just in bed but in general - he's been really cool about letting me push past my boundaries at my own pace."
Wufei arched an eyebrow.
"You still have boundaries?"
Duo sighed.
"Yeah. I do. I just…" he trailed off, unsure what exactly to say or even how to explain himself. Especially to Wufei, Trowa's friend and a gay man in a committed relationship.
"I'm sorry. I was prying into something that wasn't my business," Wufei said and started to move away.
"No!" Duo stopped him. "It's not that. I mean, it would actually be nice to talk to someone about this."
"Why not talk to Trowa?"
Duo gave him a look.
"Because that conversation isn't going to make me look like an idiot."
"Which conversation?"
"The one where I tell him that I kind of want to try anal sex but at the same time I'm pretty sure it's going to hurt like hell and I'm going to freak out and he's going to dump me."
"Oh. That one."
Wufei looked caught between amusement and sympathy.
"Go ahead. Laugh."
"No, it's not really funny - it is a little, but not really," Wufei seemed to be trying to convince himself. "Do you want to grab some coffee?"
"Now?"
Wufei shrugged.
"If you feel like talking. We could keep talking about gay sex in the middle of a comic book store while horny teenagers are walking around looking for M rated comics or we can go sit and talk somewhere more private."
Duo had to smile as he noticed a pimply kid next to Wufei drop the comic he had been holding and move away - the open pages revealed it to be more pornographic than not.
"Yeah. That would be great actually."
He and Wufei made their purchases and Duo bit his tongue when Wufei bought that issue of The Punisher, but he decided that if Wufei was going to be his new gay confidant, then he was going to have to let his appalling taste in comics slide. At least for now.
Twenty minutes later they were sitting down at a blessedly empty Starbucks.
Duo didn't normally care for iced coffee, but it was hot enough outside that he had given in to the urge and he was incredibly grateful since Wufei sat down and promptly asked him whether or not this had anything to do with how big Trowa's dick was.
Duo choked on his drink and Wufei waited patiently for him to be able to breathe again before repeating his question.
"I know he's big - is that the problem? You think it's going to hurt because of his size?"
"Jesus, man. Um, that's not - I mean, okay, yeah. I worry about that a little but I'm pretty sure it would hurt even if he was small."
Wufei shrugged.
"You're a virgin - the first time you put your finger inside it's probably going to hurt a little."
"So why do it?" Duo had to ask. If a finger was going to hurt then how much was Trowa?
"Because as soon as you get used to it and figure out how to stimulate the prostate you're going to have the most amazing orgasms of your life," Wufei said, his voice making it clear that he thought this was something even an idiot should understand.
Duo sighed.
"Okay, but - doesn't it sound weird, having to get used to pain?"
Wufei shook his head.
"That's not it - it doesn't hurt, well, it can if you don't use enough lube or you're too tense - but it shouldn't. You just need to get used to the feeling."
Duo sighed.
"The feeling of having a cock up my ass."
"Yes, that would be the feeling I'm talking about," Wufei said with a smirk.
"It's just...okay, but what if I hurt him? I don't know what I'm doing and -"
"Trowa is fairly experienced, so he's going to stop you before you hurt him - and he's also going to know how to prepare you so that he doesn't hurt you either." Wufei looked at him intently for a moment. "The only drawback for you right now is the potential pain, right?"
Duo nodded.
"You aren't bothered by the hygiene or the fact that it's gay sex or any of that?"
"Should I be worried about the hygiene?" Duo had to ask. He had wondered what to do about that - but the only advice he had found on the internet was to do routine enemas, and he wasn't too thrilled about that idea either.
"If you're just a freak about things you can do enemas, but it's just going to make you sore and tired - there's really no point. Just make sure you have a decent amount of fiber in your diet and start using baby wipes. Try to make sure your bowels are empty before you have sex and you should be fine."
Duo drew in a deep breath.
"And the pain? Any tips for dealing with that?"
Wufei shrugged one shoulder.
"I'd say deal with it on your own. If you don't want to risk freaking out on Trowa - and i have to point out that if you can't freak out with him then your relationship could probably use some work - then try anal masturabtion on your own."
"It's not that I can't freak out with him" Duo argued. "I just don't want to. Wait - anal masturbation?"
Wufei nodded.
"Of course - do you even watch porn?"
"Yeah but… most of it has just been oral sex and frot."
Wufei sighed and then leaned forward.
"You want to use plenty of lube - trust me, with sex, no one ever went wrong by using more than enough lube. Just use one finger at first and explore. You've massaged your perineum before right?"
"No…"
Wufei sighed again.
"Do you know what it is?"
Duo shook his head in the negative.
"The space between your balls and your anus. It's very sensitive, and your prostate is just on the other side of that. Try massaging that area first to relax yourself… and excite yourself I suppose. Once you've adjusted to that try putting a finger inside - take it slow and make sure your nails are clipped as closely as possible and really smooth. You do not want to cut yourself."
Duo felt like he should be taking notes.
"Once you've got a finger inside you want to try to find - it's kind of like a knot, almost like a walnut sized knot of tissue. That's the prostate. Try massaging - gently - don't start stabbing yourself or it's going to feel like shit. Once you're fine with one finger, try two, and after you're comfortable with two fingers try a dildo."
"A dildo?"
"Of course you don't have one," Wufei murmured and then looked at his cell phone. "I still have an hour before I need to be at the theatre, come on."
Wufei stood up from the table.
"Wait, what?"
"Come on, I'll take you to Capulets and help you pick out something."
"You're going to help me pick out a dildo… this is not how I saw today going at all."
Wufei smirked.
"Then it's a lucky thing you ran into me."
