He kissed my head. “Thanks for that. I don’t know. It just hit me when I handed you the box. I never really thought too hard about it. This feminine thing just turns me on, but it doesn’t matter whether it’s a woman or a man. I went with the flow and didn’t worry about it, but now that…”
“Now that we have something important with Atlas, you’re starting to worry?” Linden asked.
“Yes. He pulled out that skirt, and I kept thinking that I’m changing him.”
“No way. I’m a big boy and can say no. I want to wear these things for you.”
Hugh took my hand and played with my fingers.
“You know, we never talked about this before, not since that first night back in college. I also let it go so you could go with the flow. I love how you react to people when they turn you on. I love what draws you to them. There’s nothing wrong with you, Hugh,” Linden said.
“What night?” I asked.
Linden leaned forward to look at me. “We were at a frat party, and I found a really pretty guy for the night, but Hugh followed us and got involved in our fun. That’s what started it all.”
Hugh nodded, still not looking at us. I didn’t like this one bit. He shouldn’t feel bad about what excited him or what he was attracted to. “I remember being frustrated at not finding anyone I was really into. Then he caught my eye when Linden dragged him upstairs to fuck. His blond hair was long and flowing. The way he carried himself was so graceful, so much so, I thought he was a woman at first.”
That also explained why Hugh and Linden never branched out for more with each other. It wasn’t only their being cousins, but Linden wasn’t feminine at all. He was as masculine as Hugh.
At first, I thought Hugh had a kink he liked to explore, but it was more than that. “Hugh, are you gynosexual?” I asked. “You don’t have to answer that. I’m not trying to make you into anything, but I’m wondering if you’re familiar with that sexuality.”
“That thought also crossed my mind,” Linden said.
“And you never talked to me about it?” Hugh’s voice was suddenly tight.
“No, I didn’t because it’s you. It’s who you are. I didn’t think you had to define yourself because you seemed comfortable in your sexuality. Second, it made you happy. I figured if you were concerned or needed to figure out who you were, you would’ve asked. I mean, you never even talked about being with a guy for the first time, and you seemed completely comfortable around him that night.”
I placed my hand on his face to get him to look at me. God, how did this moment turn to this? Then again, I was familiar with sudden gut-punch epiphanies since it had recently happened to me. “I assumed you had a kink. And it’s a sexy one. I like it.”
“It seems more than that,” Hugh said. “Gynosexuality?”
“Yeah, it’s like you’re sexually attracted to the feminine, whether it’s a man or a woman. Try not to worry about it. I love my gifts. I love being feminine for you. Making you happy makes me happy. Hell, I feel kind of sexy when I wear pretty things.”
“Do you?”
“Yep.”
I reached for the box to pull out the rest of the gifts. Inside were long strands of pearls. I smiled at that. Hugh loved me in pearls. They were beautiful in their old-fashioned way. There were also dangling pearl earrings to match, a pair of fishnet stockings, and a pair of black, open-toed, strappy high heels.
“Oh, I love these. I’m not sure I can walk in them, but I’ll definitely try.”
I lifted a leg, placed the heel of my foot on the edge of the bed, and pulled the shoe on, careful not to ruin my painted toes.
“Oh, those are hot,” Linden said.
I put the other one on and stretched my legs across Hugh’s lap. “How do you like them on me?”
Hugh rubbed his hand over my bare legs. “I love them.”
“Hey, then don’t stress about what you like. Atlas is happy. I’m happy. Okay? The key is finding those who appreciate all of you. There’s nothing wrong with being turned on by feminine things.”
Linden and Hugh butted foreheads affectionately as Hugh huffed a laugh. God, they were so cute together. They really needed to kiss or something. “Okay. Sorry about that.”
“No apologies, cuz. None.”
Hugh fell back onto the bed, and I scrambled to straddle him. Ireallywanted to tell both of them I loved them, but even knowing I’d been an idiot earlier, I still held back.
I hovered my face over his before kissing him, to tell him how much I wanted and cared about him. Then I reached for Linden and did the same.
