Daniel Talks About Mike

Daniel was in the kitchen when I staggered in, bleary-eyed. Daniel was all Mr Efficiency, crisp ironed shirt, white jocks, socks. He always says he spills things on his pants when he is eating, so he often takes them off, it is his thing. My brother has a big cock, I can see it hanging there behind what is only thin cotton after all. All stations were go, coffee, toast, cereal, orange juice, some stewed apple, laid across his muesli like it was something out of a Donna Hay book.

"You been seeing much of Mike?"

"No, no not really."

"Any reason for that?" Wow, that even sounded a bit too direct from where I was hearing it. Don't hold back Josh, no don't hold anything back.

"No, should there?" He stopped momentarily.

"You tell me?" That was supposed to be smooth and casual, but it came out as a demand.

Daniel stopped and turned and gave me his full attention. "If you have something to ask me Josh, just come out with it."

"That last night you went out?"

"Yeah."

"Did something happen?"

"Yeah, Mike hit on me. “Said he and I should have sex.” I told him I thought we were friends, and what was he thinking." Daniel held his hands in the air and scowled. "It just seemed weird, like odd, we're friends." He shrugged. "Friends just don't do that."

"Oh Daniel, friends so do. Friends with benefits, it happens all the time."

"My friends don't."

"I've slept with all of my friends, that's how we became friends."

"You've slept with Nick?"

"Oh... um... no, no I haven't slept with Nick."

"Well, it would be the same thing."

"Oh." A shiver ran down my spine. I love Nick but I would never want to sleep with him. "Oo." I was lost for words.

He grabbed all of his plates and sat down on the opposite side of the table to me.

"Have you ever had sex with another man?" There, it was that simple, if you want to know, just ask. Straightforward, come out with it.

"On football camp, in Ballarat. Do you remember Danny Marchant?"

"Your mate from school?"

"Yeah, we played footy together and bush walked as a team."

"Yep."

"We got maggotted at the pub coming back to our rooms late. I don't remember getting back, or going to the room. It's a blank. But I woke up at some point in the night to Danny sucking my cock." He shrugged and blushed. "It felt good, so I let him."

"Fuck, Danny Marchant, he was hot."

"I came in his mouth and rolled over and went to sleep, or passed out, or something."

"So was it just the one time, or did you have a "thing."

"It was just the once, we never spoke about it. I thinking he remembered the whole thing, because he said something about wishing his memory was a blank, but it wasn't. He shrugged and that was that." Daniel laughed. “For what it’s worth, I liked it.”

“Liked it enough to do it with Mike?”

“Is that what all this is about, refer to previous conversation.”

“Danny Marchant?”

“Mike.”