As a result of his own goings-on and reprieve from the other three guys as they recuperated, Skwisgaar completely forgot the prank he and Toki played on Nathan. The next band meeting started off regularly enough, with Charles prodding them for news of progress in the studio. Skwisgaar distracted himself with his guitar, having nothing more to say than the short 'no' Nathan provided, when he received a reminder.

"Hey, shut up a minute," Nathan cut Charles off. "I've got an announcement to make. A personal one."

He paused, leading Charles to clear his throat. "What is it, Nathan?"

"It's hard for me to say, okay? Don't rush me."

"Yeah, don't rusch him, you emotionlessch robot."

"We have plenty to go over today, so I'd appreciate it if you—"

"I think I might be gay."

That silenced the room completely, until Toki burst out, "No you aren'ts!"

"Ha, Nat'ans am gay!" Skwisgaar glared at Toki, hoping he'd help perpetuate the situation. "Dat's a laugh! You likes de dick, ah?"

"I believe th' kids call it the D, nowadees." Pickles picked up a tune, "Nate'n's rollin' in the D, so much D it berns to pee—"

"Scho musch D he can't even schee—"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Nathan roared at his laughing bandmates. Charles leaned forward on the table and rubbed his forehead with a sigh.

"What brings dis about anyway?" Skwisgaar wiped a tear away. "Ams pretties sudden, you was straights de last time I sees you!"

"It'sch a fad." Murderface plunged his knife into the table. "Everyone'sch coming out nowadaysch. Pretty schoon they'll all creep back into the closchet, becausche it'sch not cool anymore."

"The world is, uh, full of gay people, Murderface." Charles restored his glasses to his face. "Let's be serious, now. If Nathan wanted to share this with you all, you shouldn't laugh. It's impolite."

"Why you thinks you gay?" Toki asked. "I thought you like ladies."

"I thought so too. But I. . .I. . ." Nathan pressed his lips together. "I woke up one day and there. . .oh god, there was a dude in my bed!"

"Oh well, thet ain't too bad. Did you jest naht realize?"

"No, he said I took him in there."

"Heh. Guess yer gay, then."

Charles cleared his throat. "Anyway. . .Nathan, do you have anything else to say about that particular topic?"

"Not really, no."

"Right. So, moving on. . ."

Skwisgaar kept a straight face through the rest of the meeting, then erupted into laughter with Toki once they'd passed the safety of his bedroom door. "Cans you believe dat fuckings dildo? He really t'ink he gay!"

"We did such a goods one over on him!" Toki agreed. "Wowie, I wonder how long this will goes on for. It look like he beens thinking about it a lot."

"Don'ts tell him not'ing. Lets him figure it out on he own." Skwisgaar took a deep breath when the muscles in his cheeks ached. "Odin, what a fuckings idiot."

An evening with a clear schedule spread out before him. Naturally, that meant he took a seat on the edge of his bed and commenced the scales he ran through in the conference room. Toki showed no signs of going anywhere, choosing instead to sprawl across the bed and nose through the recent guitar magazine subscriptions that came in. He rolled onto his side and watched Skwisgaar when they laid in an abandoned pile. "I wants to ask you about something."

"Shore."

"You mentions a couple time that peoples can likes both beings told what to do and tellings other people what to does."

"Ams called a switch, ja."

"And that woulds describe you?"

"I woulds t'ink so. Nots dat I does what you does wit' me wit' anyones else I sleep wit'."

"Woulds you want to?"

Skwisgaar furrowed his brow. "Ams dat a t'ing you wants?"

"Wells. . ." Toki toyed with Skwisgaar's blanket. "I tells you this: it has beens a while for me that I fucks around with anyone else. Now that I does this with someone what lets me do what I needs to get all the builds-up from inside me, I don'ts got no point for no one else."

Intense pride swelled inside Skwisgaar's chest. He tended to ignore any mention at Toki having fucked other people, still too jealous to properly handle the idea. Even if he did it himself and they not only rejected the concept of exclusivity but encouraged the other to seek relief elsewhere, Skwisgaar pat himself on the back for obliterating the competition.

"That being said, I startings to see what you means, abouts how hard it is to find someone what wills tell you what to does. I don'ts think I gots the same levels of need you did, but I curious abouts it. And I trust you, so. . ."

"I don'ts mind bossings you around a bits," Skwisgaar replied. If he claimed this front as well, he could call his hold a monopoly. "But I shoulds tell you dis. You ams naturally a dominants porson. If you wants to be submissive, you woulds need a littles bit of training."

"Can'ts you do that?"

"Ja, but I warns you. If you don'ts like me tellings you what to do, no matter whats, you mights feel annoyed. And you shouldn'ts feel like dat when you letting someones dominate you. You amn'ts just listening to direction, it ams a state of mind, more dan anyt'ing. You gots to want to please de porson, to feels like you amn'ts whole untils you do. Dey becomes your world while you does dis. Ams dat a t'ing you coulds do?"

"Maybes not right now," Toki quietly admitted. "But we coulds give it a whirl and if I likes it you show me more? I gets curious about this switching stuff because sometimes I do likes to listen to you. And I trusts you to knows how to handle me, because. . .well, you's the expert for one, and I just trusts you period."

Skwisgaar unslung his guitar and set it aside. "Den I wants you to do somet'ing you hasn'ts before. You ams going to suck my dick."

"Uh. . ."

"How that feel, for me to tells you to do dat? Does you get a pangs of annoyance in you chest? Automaticallys want to says no?"

"Nots really. I's been curious about tryings out sucking dick too, anyway, so. . ."

"Den does it." Skwisgaar laid back. "Sucks my dick."

Toki's gaze darted toward his belt buckle. "But whats if I no good?"

"Den you learns. Come on."

A different man than Skwisgaar usually slept with occupied his bed. Wide, pale blue eyes suddenly lost the confidence that seemed to come naturally within their paradigm. The gratification of gaining attention between his legs multiplied tenfold when, instead of some perfume-saturated woman or experienced ex-klokateer, Toki fumbled while getting his jeans down off his hips.

Skwisgaar propped up on his elbows. "Goes on, den. Just starts easy. You won'ts be able to take too much in at forst. Does what feel right. And watch wit' de teeth."

Skwisgaar would be lying if, after so long of Toki taking charge, this didn't feel a little weird. He could assume Toki's usual role—he did to some extent, with others—but a power exchange wasn't something he expected. Part of him anticipated Toki not to care for it, to revolt as soon as Skwisgaar adopted that tone he usually hated so much to hear when it came to things like the band. Once Toki grew more comfortable, their eyes met; there, Skwisgaar could see the non-verbal questions he would ask. Am I doing it for you? Is this how you like it?

"Don'ts be afraid to strokes me at de same time, or touch my ball," he reminded him. "If it amn'ts too much all at once."

It wasn't the physicality of Toki figuring it out that tilted Skwisgaar's head back. Maybe out to prove himself, Toki actually could listen. Not only that, but he seemed to genuinely enjoy it. A keen obedience to squeeze his balls eliminated further doubt, toward both of them for switching it up. Skwisgaar's brow increasingly furrowed as he demanded harder, for his obvious enjoyment only encouraged enthusiasm.

All the strain of keeping Skwisgaar propped up fell on his left elbow as he reached down to push Toki's hair out of the way for him. "You coulds be a natural at dis."

An appreciative glance inspired sentiment in kind. "Seriouslies, I coulds make you sucks my dick all day."

Maybe Toki didn't have the experience to objectively compete with his stable slut, but Skwisgaar knew better than anyone that the brain functioned as the most important organ during sex. He'd take Toki's fervent response to being called a cock slut anytime over impersonal physical precision.

A warning tap to Toki's shoulder translated into a stronger will to persevere. The impending flush of endorphins hooded Skwisgaar's eyes and the need to witness how Toki handled it drew his attention. He slowed down, brow furrowed, but his mouth tightened in attempt to make his throat work. Eye contact broke Toki's concentration, leading him to pull off a little too soon. A last tiny emission hit him primarily in the dip of his chin.

Skwisgaar flopped down flat on the bed, chest rising and falling as another form of tranquility blanketed his body. His eyes cracked open when Toki's head rested on his arm, then he chuckled. "You miss some."

He swiped the small spot off the tip of Toki's nose and nudged his thumb past swollen lips. Without even having to be told to, Toki's cheeks hollowed and his tongue swirled about the digit.

"How you feels?"

"Was different, but I likes it in its own way. And I kinds of really like blowing you."

"I saids de truth when I say you comes off as a natural. At boths of dem."

"Is only my first time to gives a blow job, so I gets better at it with practice. I thinks you like that I listen to you."

"Ams a pretties big turn on, in my view."

"Same, beings told what to do. You right that it a different frames of mind, but I likes it. Is fun to switch things up once in a whiles. Is it a thing you wants to consider we does with each other?"

"My forst inskink ams ja." Skwisgaar's head lulled toward Toki. "But we can'ts ignore dat if we doings dis for each ot'er, as well as de ot'er way, den dere ams a poskibility dat we don'ts need ot'er peoples no more. I nots talking about want, but needs. It ams just easier to go sees you if I wants a blow job, rather dan wait fifteen minute for someone to shows up."

"What if I wants to keep practicing this and there no one to practice on, though?" Toki countered. "I can'ts be doing it on a banana or some shits in the kitchen! What ifs Pickle or someone walks in? That's it, I's gay forever in their eye!"

Toki unknowingly touched the twinge of jealousy that existed within Skwisgaar. Try as he might, he simply couldn't accept the idea of Toki doing this to anyone else. Besides not trusting them to underline their treatment with respect, he just did not wish to share. "So it sound to me likes you got no objection to me beings de only porson who you fucks around wit'."

"Wouldn'ts change nothing. I tolds you, you the only one already. I don'ts got no one else what like the same thing as me I cans find, and I don'ts really want to has to go through all this talkings and workings with another one if I did. Too much works to gets off."

"You nevers worry dat make it hard to separates me as a friends from a fucks buddy, if I ams your entire sex life?"

Toki shook his head. "I does good with it. Ja, I gots a lot of respeck for you in boths way, but I's capables of seeing you as just a friend when we pals around, and just as a fucks buddy when we doings this."

"If you nots fucking no one else, you gots to keep twice aware of t'ing like dat. You understands?"

"I brings it up if there a problem." Toki nodded. "Bys the way. . ."

"Ja?"

"You tastes real good."