Jason almost chokes on his drink when he laughs at the comment. “Oh geeze, you even added the twenty extra years on and everything, huh? I had no idea you hated me that much. Where is the respect for your elders?” Playful and sarcastic tone accompany his grin as he sits back in his chair. It’s not often people ask him such a thing and he suspects it’s because after he attempts to explain his own sexuality, they usually write him off because the assumption is monogamy and somehow that equates to lesser experience. Both of which couldn’t be further from the truth but he never felt the need to be defensive about it. It seemed a silly thing to argue about, anyway, so he takes being asked far more sentimental than anyone else probably would.
The other end of that is because it’s a discussion he doesn’t have that often, and in recent years, especially since Javi disappeared, hardly at all, he has to think about his answer. Where to even begin. It’s not like he’s any expert, far from that but the number of people he’s been with besides Javi would probably surprise anyone that knew him well enough, even if half of them were experienced with his partner. Something that would make the revelation even more surprising.
“Funny enough being bonded means you’re learning the most important part of it all. That sex isn’t all about you, at least in my opinion. If you’re paying attention to what they like and need they’re more keen about reciprocating and I’m assuming you can feel her at least to a degree so you’re already miles ahead. At the end of the day, nothing beats hands on learning, but if you’re asking for specifics, well..” His grin grows a bit mischievously as he stands from the table, mug in hand before walking over to one of the many bookcases in their home and reaching out, flipping a latch before pushing it aside to reveal a secondary, hidden bookcase. There were quite a few additions like this sprinkled throughout the home. He and Javi had installed themselves for several reasons, mostly because as bougie as he was, he wanted more land than house so they had to find ways to compensate for less space. In any case, behind this particular bookshelf were a collection of their favorite erotic “learning” materials and it’s just as full as the actual shelf before it. Jason takes another casual sip of his mug and just a thumb at the stuff. “Help yourself. I’m here to take as many questions as you’d like.” He beams cheekily.
“Oh did I over estimate?” Eli’s laugh grew more hearty then as he played dumb for the moment. Wiping the corner of his eye he sighed and settled himself down. “Don’t worry,” he trailed off into a soft chuckle. “Fifty-two looks good on you. I mean really it’s like the new twenty-two.”
As Jason began to speak, Eli’s mind admittedly wandered for a moment...or two. Already he was thinking about how good it felt with Mia–how deeply they always connected to each other even when they were just meant to be having fun. Now that was all amplified and dialed up to a ten. The familiar’s eyes flickered over to Jason again when he noticed the mischievous smile on display. Eli quirked an eyebrow expectantly and was actually curious when the other went over to the bookshelf. But when he revealed the second, secret bookcase, Eli couldn’t help but roll his eyes playfully and shake his head. Even after knowing him for so long, the guy was still full of interesting surprises–something the familiar thoroughly enjoyed about their friendship. “What else you got hidden around your apartment?” Standing up to join alongside his friend, his eyes scanned the books on the shelf. Pulling a kama sutra book from the shelf he flipped through it a moment. “I gotta say, I didn’t really expect you to have all of this,” he said genuinely intrigued by it all. “What sorta kinky stuff are you into exactly?”
