Brunch.

It was around 11am before they got about to eating something. Alex was still sore, but it was manageable.

They made their way to a place that predominantly sold chicken salad. Alex hates chicken salad, but Collin apparently loved it.

“So umm...do you have a boyfriend?”

Collin giggled. “No.” He giggled again. “While I’ve always known I was gay, last night was...it was my first time.” Collin flushed in embarrassment.

“How old are you?”

“I just turned 18. Day before yesterday in fact. Two days ago and you would have robbed the cradle!”

“That explains a lot actually.”

“Was...was I not good?”

“N-no! You were amazing! I just mean Mark said he couldn’t...get all the way inside you.”

“Oh..ya...”. He giggled again. “That hurt...a lot, but I couldn’t NOT go through with it. Plus, he got deep enough to hit my spot.”

“Oh good. I’m glad you enjoyed it at least.”

“I enjoyed my time with you more though.”

“Oh?” Alex blushed. “Why?”

“Because you didn’t hurt, and you naturally hit my spot...over...and over.”

Alex blushed again.