Alternative Methods.

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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!

Comments

[teamdonotwant]

"Wetter and warmer," he states, keeping the self-deprecating look. "Back in the old world, they had lubricant. We have to make due with what we have."

God, he hopes they're using lubricant for anal sex-- No, no, not drunk enough for that question.

"For example," he continues, moving a hand idly. "Instamash."

[goodfight]

Wetter and warmer. Alright. Body temperature, fluids, and the jars of red paste the Courier carries around should be enough to fit that descriptor. Neil thinks it over, his mind working through the imagery.

Only to have it be ruined by a single word. He makes a very obvious face. "Instamash?" he says in dismay. "But why?"

[teamdonotwant]

This is enough to balance somewhat, and Arcade grins. "Texture," he recalls. "Add a small amount of warm water and you have a very nice textured fluid to use."

Just to ruin things more for you.

[goodfight]

Very nice texture or no-- "That's still wasting perfectly good food," Neil mutters unhappily. "What the hell is wrong with this region?"

And now he won't be able to look at Instamash the same way again. Thanks, Arcade. Thanks a lot.

[teamdonotwant]

The grin stays, more Arcade Israel Gannon than most. He leans forward on the table. "Well, if texture isn't your style, how about a pleasant tingling sensation?"

[goodfight]

The hint at 'pleasant tingling sensation' serves to remind Neil of Alex's comment nearly a year ago regarding his radioactive self, and the young man flushes bright red. He, however, manages to pay his burning skin no mind.

"Whaddya mean?" he asks, tone wary.

[teamdonotwant]

...A grin which widens at the color in Neil's cheeks. "Ant nectar," he explains. "A thicker fluid that tingles on sensitive skin. A lot of ant secretions actually affect the human body."

[goodfight]

That widening grin does nothing to deter the existence named Neil Park from delving into a subject he probably has more experience with than most.

"Like reduced cognitive-behavioral functions and interpersonal skills," he retorts. "Might get a nice tingle out of it, but the cost's pretty steep. And I'd like to keep my smarts and my charming personality, thanks."

[teamdonotwant]

"No, you're thinking if you ingest it. Dermal usage seems to be a bit different. Basically--"

He holds up a hand to count. "Ant nectar tingles. Fire ant nectar, well, it burns in a good way. Drives you a little crazy. And if you can get some ant queen nectar, that's usual for--"

Pain goes across his face, hinting that there's not enough alcohol for this.

"...It's an aphrodisiac," he says finally. "Keeps you ready for action--and wanting it--for hours."

[goodfight]

True. Neil has never thought to apply ant nectar directly on skin. Then again, Neil Park has never ingested ant nectar due to the aforementioned side effects, which apparently do not play into dermal applications. In fact, they bring out their own unique set.

But he continues to doubt. It is what the scientific method is about, after all. "How do you know all this?" he questions.

[teamdonotwant]

He thinks about finishing the bottle of tequila, and instead leans back in the chair, crossing an ankle over his knee. "How do you think?"

[goodfight]

Attempting and failing at not blushing further, Neil exhales in a show of defeat. "InstaMash, ant nectars, and ant queen pheromones," he carefully lists. "Are there any particular downsides to using any one of the mentioned items?"

[teamdonotwant]

"The clean up? They're all fine. Try them and see." Arcade shrugs. "Though, unless you have a night to spare, don't go for the pheromones. If you wanted to try anything, I'd recommend Jake Juice actually."

Recommend your friend's lover to try a kind of lubricant. Arcade is in a special kind of hell.

"Pre-War--of course--and hard to find, but if you can track down a bottle, drink some if you want, but use the rest. It, uh, makes things a little intense for both parties."

And thinking about that particular memory is more than enough reason to wrap this up.

[goodfight]

An entire night spent solely on sex is not at the top of Neil's to-do list so Arcade has little to worry about him resorting to the pheromones. Actually, the Lone Wanderer wonders if he should even include that one on his eventual report as someone else might find an all-nighter to be an intriguing idea.

Before his mind can even process that possibility, Neil becomes thoroughly distracted. "What's Jake Juice, if you don't mind me asking?"

[teamdonotwant]

"Apparently alcohol," he answers. But accidentally spilled, it makes for a thoroughly distracting night. And again edging into those memories. Arcade groans, rubbing at a temple.

"But that's really all that I have for you. You'll have to improvise like the rest of us gay males."

[goodfight]

Alcohol is really the last thing Neil wants on his dick, but if Arcade Gannon recommends, it is worth a look-and-see. Maybe. He really does not want alcohol on there.

"I'll try," Neil answers awkwardly. "Thank you. Is there anything you want for putting up with me?"

[teamdonotwant]

"A brain cleanser," he replies instantly, cheerily.

[goodfight]

Suddenly, like a child uncertain of himself, Neil looks contrite. "That bad, huh?" he asks. "Man, if you react to my request this way, the other guys are probably going to slaughter me." Or worse, demand that Neil pay a hefty amount in caps.

"Dammit."

[teamdonotwant]

"It's worse because I know you. And Alex," he responds dryly. "Though I agree that going up to random strangers and asking them for sex tips will likely not go over too well. Or will seem like an invitation. I'm assuming that Alex knows the people so maybe if you drop his name...."

Arcade makes a come here gesture. "Let me see the names."

[goodfight]

At the gesture and the request, Neil taps the buttons on his Pip-Boy before walking up to Arcade to show him the display.

[teamdonotwant]

Arcade skims the list. "Huh, I know all of-- Rivas, too? That'll be fun."

He looks back to Neil. "They're all decent guys, you just have to know how to talk to them if you want information. Either that, or name drop. That's my advice."

[goodfight]

Decent guys sound like a promising start, but the way Arcade is looking back at him gives Neil an idea. He pauses for a beat, eyes watching the older man, before:

"You doing anything for the next couple of days?"