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I shrug at her. Because I honestly don’t know.

She was a surprise, and we all just love her so much.

Especially as we got older, and more so the last year since Ivy has returned.

The real world out there is scary as fuck and we want to keep Kinsey safe from it all.

Suffocating her probably isn’t the best way to go about it, but that’s just who we are.

I try to think about it from Kinsey’s perspective for a moment, and it really isn’t fair to her.

She’s an angel and the best of all of us.

She really doesn’t deserve to be kept locked up and miss out on experiences because of our fear and need for control to keep her safe.

We shouldn’t overcomplicate her life, or she’ll just end up resenting us all in the long run.

With a deep huff, I relent. “Alright. I’m for it. I’ve got your back. You deserve to live a little, and it’s not like you want to backpack through Europe by yourself. Which is a hard no, by the way.”

“You know I don’t need your permission, right?” she snaps.

“Alright, spitfire, I know you’re right. I’m just sayin’ that you’re gonna have a hard sell with our brothers and that I’ve got your back. They’re gonna give you shit about it. But, I’ve got you.”

“Eek! Thank you!” she squeals.

It feels good to support her doing something that makes her happy. Just wish I could figure out my own shit to make things in my life happy as well.

After getting home from Bean Haven and hanging out with Kinsey, I’m exhausted, and my mind has settled from unfiltered rage to calm curiosity.

Maybe things really are just as simple as they seem, and I’m overcomplicating all of it.

Maybe it isn’t Finn who lit me up, maybe it’s both men and women?

That would make life so much easier if it turns out that Finn was just my first sexual experience with a man, and that’s why I’m clinging to him.

That it has nothing to do with Finn per se and everything to do with the fact that he opened my eyes to being more open about who I’m attracted to.

Feeling like I need to explore this a little more, I grab my laptop and bring up my favorite porn website, quickly scrolling to the male-on-male section and flicking through the page until I find something that looks semi-interesting.

Pushing my gym shorts down, I slowly stroke my dick until it gets hard, cupping my balls with my other hand.

I languidly stroke, watching one of the men drop to his knees and start sucking the cock of the other one.

I mean, it’s sex. It’s nothing I haven’t seen at the club, and my dick stays pretty neutral.

Hmm. I click the back button and scroll through again, settling on a video titled Muscled Guy on Guy.

The two men are big dudes, muscular, athletic builds, and strong hands.

I skip over the story of it all and move the cursor to the main event.

One of the men has the other one doggy-style in front of him, curled over his back and jerking his cock for him while he fucks his ass.

Electricity spreads lightly through my body as I start to really stroke my dick, timing it with the thrusts of the man in the video.

It’s much better, but still, not mind-blowing.

I watch the facial expression of the man taking it, eyes blown, mouth agape, he’s totally blissed the hell out.

My mind takes over, putting Finn there instead, bent over and at my mercy while I fuck his tight asshole and stroke his cock.

My body suddenly ignites, cock starting to leak precum from my tip.

Oh. Fuck.

I close my eyes and let go, imagining Finn’s sounds while I drive into him over and over, making him beg for more.

Fuck yes. His firm ass in my palms while I spread him apart, the wiry hair of his legs rubbing against mine.

I raise my hand and connect with his ass cheek—hard—a loud moan echoing from Finn’s mouth.

Fuck, he’s not breakable, I definitely like that.

I fuck into him, my thick cock stretching his asshole around it as our balls slap together. Yeah, I fucking like that a lot. My breath is coming in hard pants now, my abs clenching, my legs straining as I brutally stroke my dick.

“More, lover. Harder.”

“Fuck, you want it rough?”

I jerk it hard, squeezing the head of my cock on every pass as I fuck my hand, lost to the image of filling Finn’s ass, his strong body giving into me, his moans unabashed, flowing freely, chanting, clawing at the blankets under us.

My balls seize up suddenly, my orgasm taking over with force. “Finn!” I come hard, making a mess of my abdomen and chest. The video has long since turned off, so I just lay there to gather my bearings. What the fuck was that? Now I’m even more confused.

Alright, so maybe it is person-specific?

Kind of? It went from definitely interested to mind-blowing real quick.

Just my goddamn luck. What the fuck does that even mean?

Am I bi? Something else? My cock likes women and Finn ?

I definitely liked the males on the screen, but it was Finn who pushed me over the edge.

Can’t anything be fucking simple for me?

“Fucking shit.”