Alternative Methods.

[doubletap]

Has sex become repetitious? Feeling sore in certain areas? Well, good news! Your boyfriend has sent you on a quest to find different ways of having fun gay sex. Yay!

Find the following people and seek out their knowledge:

• Arcade Israel Gannon (=D)
  
• Jimmy (Westside)
  
• Old Ben (Freeside)
  
• Doctor Alex Richards (Novac)
  
• Ignacio Rivas (Helios One)

Good luck, Wanderer!

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[doubletap]

...The declaration makes him resume the lazy movements while he speaks. "Do you know, Neil Park? I don't kiss people. I have a few times, of course, in the heat of the moment and all. But it's not something I enjoyed or did with any frequency.

"You," he underlines, kissing a temple. "You, I could kiss forever. Happily. I think I was made to only kiss you, and that's why I didn't like it before."

[goodfight]

Oh, Christ. That laissez faire declaration coupled with the motions--

"Alex," Neil breathes out. "You're...super fucking cheating." Telling him that Alex was made to kiss him, that a kiss is a gesture solely for Neil Park, is liable to set him off. Right here, right now.

[doubletap]

He ducks his head, kisses along Neil's jaw. "Not cheating," he murmurs. "I'm yours. Only yours. I would never go to another. You are the only person I have ever wanted to keep."

[goodfight]

Suffice to say, that does it for Neil. The buildup proves too fast for his defenses, far too overwhelming for logic to take hold, and he bites his lower lip as he climaxes, fingers tightening over Alex's arms. His cock shoots liquid over, well, everything below the sheets, as if the time before didn't quite count.

When everything abates, Neil drops his head onto Alex's shoulder. "Cheating," he repeats, voice carrying affection.

[doubletap]

The tightening grip gets to him, as does the fact of Neil climaxing, but even with Alex hard and wanting, he makes no move to progress things along. He lets go carefully, slipping his hand out. Fluid trails down the side of his hand, and he lifts it to his mouth, licking it off.

It's a taste unfamiliar, but it's something he wants more of. His cock pulses against skin down below, and he makes a pleased sound. "...You come for me like that, just like that, and you think we might not be compatible. You're mine," he gives, more passionate than his usual fare. "You fit with me."

[goodfight]

Watching Alex taste his fluids is nearly erotic to watch, Neil finds himself having to pry his eyes away out of sheer overwhelm. He breathes in through his nose, mind forcing further calm. His body opts to shiver instead.

"With something like that," he replies, "I don't think I could doubt you. You're..." Someone who fits. "...mine. I'm yours."

[doubletap]

Neil shivers, and Alex makes another sound, lower in his throat, wrapping his arms back around him. "That's right," he gives. "This isn't something to doubt." Of all things.

"So let's talk about your research. And we'll find ways to make both of us happy."