“It’s not so much ‘want’ as just curiosity, okay? I always want to know things, you know that.” Summer ran his hands into his own hair and pulled on it. “As far as I can figure out, you’ve screwed me six ways from Sunday and it’s all been really good, and I don’t see how much of anything else is likely to be different just because this body is male. I mean, people aren’t going to /recognise/ me but that’s a whole other thing.”
He stared down his nude body, then glanced over at Isaac. “I guess the good thing is, I appear to be Isaac-sexual?”
“I know, but what are you curious about, Summer? Tell me, and maybe we can explore it together — it could be fun?” he explained, before he chuckled slowly, “So many people would see us together and thinking I’m cheating on you with a guy — how on earth do I explain my way out of that one, hm?”
He fell silent then, smiling tenderly as he returned the unwavering gaze. “That, I’m glad for, at least.”
“As long as we keep the pda to a minimum, I don’t see how going out would be a problem. Just tell them I’m your cousin or something. You’ve got cousins, right?” Summer suddenly grinned. “Imagine the tricks we could play on the pack, though.”