“Oh yeah? With who?”
I take a long swig of my beer. “Elliot.”
Caleb’s eyebrows rise. “Who’s that?”
“A friend.”
Caleb cocks his head and runs a hand across his chest. “A new friend?”
“Yep.”
Damn, the way he’s inspecting me makes me fidget like I’m six years old again and Dad’s just asked me where all the matches went.
“Why you moving around like that? You not wipe good enough?”
I narrow my eyes at him. “Nah, man. I wipe just fine. My ass is squeaky clean. Just getting nervous with you looking at me and shit.”
He arches an eyebrow, and I glance over at the kitchen and see Whit meticulously measuring out ingredients. It’s like he’s in a chemistry lab or some shit. Pretty soon, he’ll pull out some goggles.
I lean forward a little and say, “Fine. Pry it out of me, why don’t you? I think my dick likes a dude.”
Caleb’s eyebrows both raise, and he freezes. “Is that so?”
“Yeah, man. And I don’t know what to do.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, I’ve never been into a guy before. Well, Elliot’s trans. I mean, I’m not even sure what he’s got…down there. But does that even matter? He’s definitely a dude and my dick wants him. What do I do?”
I take another long swig of my beer, my mind rightly fucked at this moment.
“I have no clue. I would ask him about all this. Just be upfront with him.”
I lean forward and say quietly, “But cuz, listen to me. I get hard thinking of him. He sends me these pictures, and I could totally jack off to them.”
“Whoa,” Caleb says and then chuckles slightly. “TMI, man.”
“Shit,” I grumble and then lean my head against the back of the couch. A frustrated groan exits my mouth, and Whit moves over toward us. He’s wearing an apron and plastic gloves.
This guy has issues.
“Everything okay?”
“Yeah, babe. Luke is just into a guy, and he’s all confused.”
“Ah,” Whit says, and I eyeball my cousin’s fiancé.
“What’s that ‘ah’ mean, Whit? Care to enlighten me with that big brain of yours?”
“I just mean ‘ah’ as in, that’s interesting. Nothing else.”
I snort. “Yeah, sure. Whatever. So, what should I do? Tell me what to do. I need a little guidance.”
“I think you should do what feels right, Luke,” Caleb says. “Your dick is never wrong.”
“So very true. So, I should let him fuck me if he’s into me? Or do I fuck him? How does that work?”
I glance at Whit and lift my chin up at him. “You know anything about gay trans dudes?”