Author: Thinking Horndog
Title: Second Best
Part: 125
Universe: Second Best
Summary: A full-length novel that follows several young couples and their
families through the period immediately preceding their Senior Prom.
Keywords: nosex

Keywords for full story:  F-solo, Ff-inc, M+F Ffm MF mf oral anal bd D/s Mg-
inc Fm-inc mm mmf rom MF-reluc

Chapter 125
"How are we gonna handle this?"

      Teddy entered Mary's bath just as Stick was entering the shower, a
large, high-sided square enclosure with a couple of interesting sets of bi-
fold glass doors.  Interest piqued, he stuck his head in, discovering that
it was a tub, the depression set diagonally in the squared-off base unit.
From the jets in the sides, it was apparently a Jacuzzi, too...  Stick,
soaping up under the spray, grinned, "Mary's momma and daddy mus' be rich!
This place is a fuckin' palace!"  Teddy nodded without comment and withdrew,
closing the shower door, so he could sit on the toilet to urinate.
Normally, he'd have stood up, but Stick's most recent deposit was oozing out
of his somewhat abused ass...  Idly, he wondered, 'Am I going to be doing a
lot of this?  Will I be giving up standing up to pee?  How long will it be
before we all discover what I look like in a dress?'

      Stick rinsed the suds off his face and asked, "So, what'cha think?"

      "About what?" Teddy asked, nettled.

      "Stuff we all did tonight!" Stick grinned, "Which is better?"

      Teddy frowned.  His ass was a little sore, but...  "Well, I guess I
pretty much liked ALL of it...  Mary makes a pretty good argument for sex
with girls.  On the other hand, I, uh, liked what we did, too.  What about
you?"

      Stick worked on soaping his legs, nodding.  "All pretty good.  Mary
throws a Helluva fuck, an' if you didn't give a mean blowjob, I wouldn't be
here.  The ass thing was different, too.  But I gotta funny feelin' that
ain't the question here..."

      "What is it, then?" Teddy asked cautiously.

      "Well," Stick ruminated as he finished his rinse, "Doin' sumpthin'
like this once don' mean much.  I'm thinkin' the question is, 'Can I get
hung up an' all lovey-dovey wit' whoever', ya know?"

      "Yeah, I see that," Teddy admitted.  "If you can't see yourself
getting serious with your partner, its just sex..."

      "Yeh," Stick stepped out of the shower, collected a towel from a stack
whose size surprised him somewhat, and waved Teddy toward the still-running
water.  "Still, I guess it's what ya find out ya can do..."

      Teddy got up, flushed the toilet, and stepped into the shower.  "Um,
maybe we should start there.  I like giving head, and I liked getting
fucked.  I'm a little sore, but I'll probably want to do it again."  He
stuck his head under the water for a bit, then resumed while applying Mary's
herbal shampoo, "Getting head was great, no matter which one of you did it -
neither of you had any real problems.  Fucking Mary was fantastic, and she's
a mean kisser..."  He favored Stick with a significant glance while he
rinsed his hair.

      "Yeh," Stick admitted, "We didn't kiss, which kinda makes my point.
Lessee, how do I feel about the whole thing?  Mary's a fuckin' gas - who'd a
thunk it?  Time was when I'd a been embarrassed hangin' wit' Mary; now, fuck
'em - they don' know what they missin'!"  Stick eyed Teddy, who was watching
him while he soaped his narrow chest, "As for what we did, well, I learned
that it's pretty damned good, an' I could do it again - even the blowjob.
But I don' see me takin' that joint o' yours up MY ass, an' I don' think I
want to go tellin' my friends - they'd probly freak an' shit, an' spend all
their time watchin' me outta the corner of their eyes to see if I was gonna
grope 'em or sumpthin'!"

      Teddy nodded, moving on to his lower body.  "That's fair, I guess.  I
don't particularly want to be outed, either, although I've probably got less
to lose.  So we come back to emotional dependence.  Do you think it's
possible for you to get all 'lovey-dovey' with me?"

      Stick frowned, "I dunno.  But I figure if I did, it would probly be
'cause you're kinda built girlish - no offense!"

      Teddy sighed, "None taken.  I'm not sure if I could really get into
you, either.  I don't have any issue with you being girlish or not - we just
haven't tried it.  Thus far, it's been just sex.  You're doing 'top' things,
and I'm doing 'bottom' things, from my reading on homosexuality - but it
still doesn't mean that either of us is really a homosexual.  What about
Mary?"

      "Hold it a sec - 'Top'?  'Bottom'?" Stick looked perplexed.

      "Um, yeah," Teddy struggled to explain.  "Um, blowjobs are kind of
equal opportunity, but anal sex is different.  Some gays only like to - I
dunno, give? - anal sex.  It's a more dominant position - a 'top'.  Others
enjoy being penetrated.  They're kind of expected to be more submissive, act
more female.  Sometimes, they call it 'man pussy'.  That would be a
'bottom'."

      "Oh. Okay," Stick lowered the toilet lid and plopped down on the seat.
"Mary.  Yeh, I think I could get kinda hung up on Mary.  She turned out
kinda sweet."

      "Well," Teddy replied, rinsing, "Mary's been actively hunting for a
man for some time, which made me seriously nervous!  Being chased by a girl
is... unsettling.  Tonight, though, I found out that if I let her, she'd
settle for me - and that's not so bad..."

      "What d'ya mean, 'settle for you'?  You're a guy..." Stick rallied to
Teddy's defense.

      Teddy stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel, smiling ruefully.
"Not much of one, I'm afraid..."

      "Huh!  I dunno!  That pecker of yours ain't exactly gonna go unnoticed
by most girls!  Bitch takes that'll know she's been spread!" Stick grinned.

      "I guess so," Teddy grinned, "But that's not all there is to me - or
maybe it is..."

      Stick dropped a companionable hand on Teddy's shoulder.  "I
understand.  But you ain't the only one of us whose best features ain't
visible."  He swatted Teddy's shoulder gently.  "So, how are we gonna handle
this?"

      Teddy shrugged, opening the door.  "Beats me!"

      Mary was standing there outside the door, looking anxious.  "Oh, thank
God!  I thought I was gonna have to pee in the sink!  Make yourselves at
home - I'll be right back!  She rushed into the bath, slamming the door
behind her.

      Teddy eyed Stick sidelong.  "Did Mary seem a little pink-faced to
you?"

      "Mebbe," Stick allowed.

      Teddy wandered over to the still extended couch.  "There's a lot more
tissues laying around here than there was, and Mary's nose looked a little
red to me."

      "What's yer point?" Stick looked puzzled.

      "Well, at least once while we were doing her, Mary let go.  And she
made a comment as I was headed to the bathroom..." Teddy amplified.  "I
don't know how long she can go without getting affectionate, if you know
what I mean..."

      "Is that so bad?" Stick wondered aloud.

      "Well, if we can't figure out what we're up to, it might get
confusing..." Teddy mused.

      "Look, why don' we go wit' what we got?" Stick suggested, "I don'
think either of us is too worried over Mary bein' fond of us.  Since we got
our own stuff to work out, it ain't like we're competin' with one another
for her..."

      "Whew!  That's better!"  Mary exclaimed, exiting the bath.  "What're
you boys up to?"

      Teddy eyed her, "We're trying to define our relationship.

      "Oh?" Mary's nonchalance was patently fake, something neither of the
males missed.  "And?"

      Teddy looked at Stick, got the nod, and continued, "It's undefined.
Neither of us is prepared to commit to being homosexual based on tonight,
even though we both enjoyed it."

      "No?  Why?" Mary was fascinated.

      "Well," Stick took up the tale, "One thing we AIN'T done is the kind
of lovey-dovey suck face stuff that you do wit' someone you're stuck on.  I
dunno if I can at all, an' Teddy kinda let it slide..."

      Mary eyed Teddy, "Why?"

      "I'm not sure," Teddy responded diffidently, "Could be that I didn't
think Stick would welcome it...  On the other hand, I had no problem kissing
YOU - maybe I just didn't want to?  Anyway, we're not going to resolve this
tonight - we're going to have to be a whole lot more comfortable with each
other, first!"

      "Which brings us to you," Stick grinned.

      Mary eyed him sidelong, eyes flashing from his grinning face to
Teddy's poker one, "And?"  Her stomach fluttered.

      Stick shrugged, "Neither of us is gonna run screaming from here...
Which one you want?"

      Mary was caught flat-footed.  "Uhhhh..."  Both were incredible as
sexual partners, and both had interesting personalities - but they were so
different...  "Wow!  I... dunno...  You guys are both something else - but
you're so different!"

      "Yeh," Stick nodded to Teddy, "That's where we were when you came in.
Mebbe that part's 'undefined', too!"

      "Ummm, yeah," Mary admitted, "Looks like it...  What happens if I
can't pick one of you, right away?"

      Teddy ran a hand through his drying curls.  "Well, the big worry was
that we figure you're going to have a tough time being undemonstrative..."

      Stick shook his head, grinning, "Gotta love them big words..."

      Teddy rolled his eyes.  "Uh, Stick was just recommending that we kind
of go with the original plan - be a trio, or threesome, or whatever, until
things shake out."

      Mary pursed her lips, "Sounds okay, I guess.  In private?"

      Teddy passed a glance with Stick.  "Public's okay."

      "Fuck 'em if they can't take a joke," Stick announced.

      Mary was having trouble breathing.  "What about being
'undemonstrative'?" she asked, carefully.

      Teddy flicked another glance at Stick, "Demonstrate all you want - we
will - at least, with you..."

      "Wow!"  Mary's insides were shaking - She'd gone from famine to feast!
What was she gonna do with TWO men?  Casually, she leaned back against the
door facing, trying to control her weak knees.

      Teddy's grin showed teeth.  "You can start any time, as a matter of
fact - you're, like, TOTALLY transparent..."

      Mary's voice shook, "Well, c'mere, then and give me a kiss, both of
you!  If I try to walk, I'll fall down!"

      Stick took her left, leaning down to engage her lips.  Teddy, a bit
shorter, took the right, and settled for her neck and earlobe, taking
advantage of her collapse against the doorframe.  Both were highly
effective.  After a bit, Stick observed gently, "You know, you're the only
one a us that ain't had a chance to clean up properly.  Ya wanna get a
shower?"

      Mary faked outrage, "I smell that bad?!"

      "Naw, I figured it's a comfort thing - you gotta be all sticky, we
were!"

      Mary grinned, "Well, I'm a tub girl..."

      Teddy smiled.  "Need anyone to wash your back?"

      Mary dimpled, "Sure!"  Eyeing Stick, she added, "Front, too!"  The
trio retired to the bath.