abstracts | Alternative Methods.

"So the basics," Richards comments. "I certainly have a bit more that I could add to your knowledge. Question, Neil," he says suddenly.

"Explain to me exactly why you're doing this. This isn't something just anyone would do for someone they're with."

The question takes him aback, even as it has been brought up before by Ignacio. Why? Why go to such lengths for a SO? Remember, Neil Park, that a question for a question can be a fair trade.

He breathes in slowly, praying the oxygen will be enough for him to present the truth. "This might seem off-topic, but you're the guy who taught Alex the ropes on more advanced medicine, right?" he starts awkwardly. "In Maryland, I had an...unexpected and ill-prepared craniotomy. Got a chunk of my frontal lobe taken out which funnily enough, wasn't the bigger issue. The infection was."

The man taps the faded scar above his left eyebrow. "Alex took care of that as best as he could, thanks to your training," continues Neil. "Ended up taking care of a lot of my things in our trip to and from D.C. Taking care of me when I didn't do jack shit for him." No matter how much Alex claims otherwise.

"It's too one-sided. Too selfish. I want to-- I need to change that." Or there is no point for them to remain together.

The truth Neil gives is unexpected and a bit impressive, but Richards isn't here to pass judgment for better or worse. No, his intentions are more straightforward.

"Do you really think that different sexual acts will make things more balanced between you?"

Not really. Not by itself. However--

"It would be a start," Neil gives quietly. "The first of many steps in the right direction."

"You know your relationship best," Richards gives. He moves his eyes skyward in consideration. "Let's see...

"Until recently we were fighting a group that believed themselves to be the New Roman Empire. In Rome, there were male-male relationships that were considered normal: Close 'friends', or a teacher and a student. Penetrative sex was saved for their wives, so they did the same act between the thighs. Using oil or other lubrication, you get the same act without penetration."

"You know your relationship best." It is a sentiment given before by others, even as Neil questions its validity. Nevertheless, Alex Richards seems satisfied, enough to provide one technique.

Neil straightens in his seat, mulling over the mechanics. "Sounds simple enough." More in line with their tastes. Maybe. "Though, could I ask you a dumb question?"

Richards gives the go-ahead with a gesture, and Neil continues, "Why is non-penetrative sex considered acceptable between friends, but everyone goes apeshit at sodomy?"

Richards gives a sardonic smile, the edges bitter. "Sodomy is emasculating, of course. You're not a 'real' man if you take it, to the common person. You're playing the woman's role.

"Except not a one of those saying that kind of hate have ever been in that kind of situation. When I was your age, I switched between top and bottom, but given the choice, bottoming is far more intense. It's always been funny for me to hear those words, when those people will never get to experience that kind of intensity."

"It is kinda overwhelming," Neil mutters. The intricacies of sex just boggles his mind, particularly when there exists etiquette that goes beyond mere consent. And let's not touch the matter of consent, not with something still lurking in his recent history.

"Is it easy to switch between top and bottom?" he asks instead. "I feel like you could seriously mess up the, uh, topping part."

"It's easy to switch up," he replies, feeling fond of this young man. "But it seems like your beau has experience with that, so have him teach you that. It's sometimes risky, but as long as you have control of yourself and consideration of your partner, the rest falls into place."

Neil laughs nervously at the prospect of Alex Seattle Geer, topper extraordinaire, teaching him to top. The sound trails off until he ends it with a heavy sigh. "Last question. Is it normal to feel ridiculously nervous about all this?"

"It's something new. You practice medicine of some kind, from how you helped Edward. Were you nervous when you started in that? Or when you first were alone in the wasteland, having to fight on your own?

"You care and you're cared about. Hold to that when it seems like it's too much."

He thinks back to his first experience with medicine, to his first step into the expansive, destructive wastes. Both had presented a lesson in futility, not nerves--the idea that there was nothing else to do except step forward, that his thoughts and feelings had no place in those matters. One simply needed first aid while the other required a step forward.

When Neil thinks about them that way, however, it makes sense. It seems easier to hold to the fact of care in the face of something unknown.

"Alright," he says quietly. "Thanks, doc."

Neil speaks quietly, and Richards thinks only to continue. He holds up two fingers. "Deep throating. You've had oral explained to you, but if you really want your person to lose all of their nice control, that's the way to go."

He follows with a detailed description of just how to relax the throat muscles and breathe through your nose enough to keep up something like that--as well as a series of warning on the damage that can occur if the technique is mishandled.

Technique number two has Neil wincing at the description, particularly the damage that could be incurred. "How do you even--" He swallows, trying not to imagine ruptured throats. "Is that even worth the possible risk?"

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"Clinically? It depends on how much you want those kind of reactions. Personally?"

Richards actually grins. "It's one of the best inventions since the AutoDoc."

One cannot blame Neil for giving Richards a look of pure skepticism.

"Well, I hope deep throating can repair ruptures like an AutoDoc," he retorts, "'cause I'm preeeetty sure I'm gonna mess that up."

"I've never studied psychology, Neil, but I think it'd be safe to say you have an inferiority complex."

Oh, damn. There is no proper rejoinder for that.

He glances over to the scenery outside of the tent, wondering how it's come to this. This being Neil Park having an inferiority complex. He looks back at Richards, and with a more neutral expression, the man shrugs.

"Guess it's easier to shit on yourself." Than admit there's worth in a parasite who couldn't even be born without killing his own mother.

Richards crosses his legs at the knee. "Well, you don't have time for that now. Do you want to fix your relationship up or keep feeling like you're not good enough?"

Jesus. Just like a dad. "Alright, alright." Neil breathes, long and deep. "Okay. Relax throat muscles. Breathe through the nose. Shove dick down throat. I think I got it."

Richards snorts. "Moving on. The highly popularized '69.'"

Which he then proceeds to describe.

The popularized '69 position proves confusing, mostly because Neil's stuck on the image of looking at Alex's junk the entire time. Though, honestly--

He raises a hand like a student. "You ideally get equal reciprocation from the '69. Is that why it's so popular?" he asks.

"Yessir. Oral is pretty much the favored pastime of all males, and with this method, both receive it equally." He adds an addendum. "As long as both can focus on the task at hand."

He honestly can't picture why oral's so attractive to other males. The whole teeth on delicate flesh thing kind of turns him off, truth be told. Regardless, Neil is to keep an open mind.

"Huh," he muses, his mind clicking in a realization. "Doc, you've given me three things to try. You're really outdoing yourself on this request."

"The problem is that you've been focusing on the front in all your prior research," Richards explains. "I've only been adding to that. You have to remember that the back is a place of sensitivity as well for men."

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