Zheng Weize looked conflicted, as if the top he had a crush on was no longer pure. Chang Jinxing explained, “I had a girlfriend who I tried it with once or twice, and somehow, it became a bit of a kink. Of course, most of the time, I’m just fantasizing.”
“A lot of straight men are into it,” Chen Hong said. “I have a client who enjoys being rimmed by his wife.”
Zhang Yuwen didn’t find it all that shocking; instead, he was intrigued. The way Chang Jinxing looked as he composed himself and candidly discussed his preferences was actually a little sexy. It was a stark contrast to his playboy persona.
“Is a prostate orgasm really that good?” Zhang Yuwen asked.
“It’s okay, I guess?” Zheng Weize said. “It depends on the top’s technique. If you do it yourself, you can pinpoint the good spots more accurately.”
Back when Zhang Yuwen was with his ex, he couldn’t figure out if his lover felt good or if he was just playing along because he loved Zhang Yuwen. He believed that he did feel pleasure, but over time, the frequency of their lovemaking decreased.
“So it’s an intense sensation?” said Yan Jun.
“You wanna try?” Chen Hong asked Yan Jun. Yan Jun waved his hand dismissively, and everyone laughed again.
“None of you have experienced it before?” Chang Jinxing asked.
“The three of them haven’t,” Chen Hong said. “I have, once.”
“Whoa.” Zhang Yuwen struggled to imagine Chen Hong as a bottom, but there was a sexy contrast in seeing an athletic man in that role. The positions weren’t always set in stone among gay couples. Some people sought novelty and excitement, so they’d switch roles a few times to spice things up.
“Right?” Chang Jinxing said to Chen Hong, “It feels good.”
“It hurt at the start,” Chen Hong said, “but yeah, it does get kind of pleasurable later, I guess.”
“Maybe you didn’t find the right position,” Chang Jinxing said. “Size and technique matter too.”
“I used to hook up with a guy who had been a bottom before,” Zheng Weize chimed in. “His technique was amazing. He made me come every time, like wave after wave of pleasure crashing into me.”
“Then are you able to find the prostate with accuracy?” Yan Jun asked Chang Jinxing.
“Yeah. It’s like a chestnut. You can’t thrust at it too hard because it’ll hurt, and you can’t go too deep either, or you’ll hit past the P-spot.”
“What’s past the P-spot?” Huo Sichen asked.
Everyone was struck speechless. Huo Sichen stared right back at them.
“It’s deeper inside the body, and it’ll hurt,” Zhang Yuwen explained. “Doesn’t matter if it’s a man or woman. If it’s too long, it’ll feel uncomfortable.” This knowledge belonged only to those with hardware of a certain size and sufficient experience.
“The prostate point is actually quite shallow,” Zheng Weize added. “Five inches is usually enough. The rest depends on technique. Kissing and caressing are important too.”
“Yeah, that’s right,” Zhang Yuwen agreed. Bigger wasn’t always necessarily better when it came to hardware. At most, it just looked sexy.
“Then do you like being the bottom?” Zheng Weize asked.
“Actually, I don’t want to be the bottom,” Chang Jinxing said. “I just have this kink.”
“Oh,” Zhang Yuwen said. “So you’re like a straight guy who likes being pegged.”
“You can also play from the front,” Chen Hong said. “You can reach the prostate by going the front route too.”
“How do you know so much?!” Everyone was seeing Chen Hong in a new light.
“I’ve tried that,” Chang Jinxing said. “It’s more intense, but also easier to get an infection.”
“What’s the front route?” Huo Sichen asked.
Zhang Yuwen held his forehead in one hand. “Urethral play.”
It was Huo Sichen’s first encounter with this topic. He felt like he was in a cramming session before an exam, and his brain cells struggled to keep up.
“All right,” Chang Jinxing said. “Let’s continue?”
“Wait,” Chen Hong said. “This doesn’t count as a fetish, right? It’s just something that any normal bottom likes!”
“But I’m a top!” Chang Jinxing insisted as he shuffled the cards.
Yan Jun caught on too. “He almost got away with it!”
“Really!” Chang Jinxing said. “I really only have this one kink. You have to consider each person’s individual circumstances…”
Zhang Yuwen burst out laughing, and Chang Jinxing started dealing the cards again so that nobody would press further.
Huo Sichen started taking his cards seriously in the second round, but it was clear from his expression that he was still reeling from the previous conversation. “Does a prostate orgasm really feel that good?” he asked Zhang Yuwen with slightly furrowed brows.
Everybody heard the question. They chorused, “You wanna try?” and hooted with laughter, which finally woke Xiao-Qi up. Yan Jun quickly went into his room to pacify her, and everyone resumed their conversation with gusto. This time, instead of razzing Chang Jinxing, they moved on to Chen Hong’s short-lived relationship from the previous year.
“All right, guys, shush,” Yan Jun said. “Keep your voices down.”
Playing cards flew across the table, and the fruit wine started to take its hold over them all. As the alcohol kicked in, their conversation became even more uninhibited, and Zhang Yuwen felt himself getting hard.
Chang Jinxing played his last card. “Your turn now, Yuwen!”
“Finally,” said Chen Hong, who had forgotten all about targeting Huo Sichen.
Zhang Yuwen’s hand this round had been terrible, and he knew he couldn’t run from it, so he was ready. “I like it…outdoors. Outdoor sex, I guess.”
“Oh.” While not as shocking as Chang Jinxing’s confession, it was still a relatively uncommon kink.
“Like, in school buildings,” Zhang Yuwen continued. “On the rooftop, in the classroom, on the campus grounds…but you have to be very careful of security cameras.”
Huo Sichen looked at Zhang Yuwen with surprise.
“What about the restrooms?” Yan Jun asked.
“Too dirty for me. The environment has to be clean.”
“Then have you ever done it outdoors?” Zheng Weize asked curiously. “Uh, sorry for asking, Sichen-gege…”
“I don’t mind,” Huo Sichen said. “Not at all. I’d like to hear the answer too. Tell us.”