“Fuck no,” Shane blurted.
“Let him tell you abouthisfirst bisexual experience,” Xander belted.
“First?” Leah asked, eyes wide as she looked up at Shane. “Meaning there’ve been more than one?”
“Y’all don’t wanna hear about it,” Shane countered, not answering her question.
“The hell we don’t,” Luke said with a laugh. “Go on. Share.”
“Fuck,” Shane grumbled, tossing back the rest of his beer. “Fine. I was probably twenty-four, twenty-five. We were in San Diego at the time. One of my friends was telling me about this bathhouse he frequented. I’d never heard of the concept before, but apparently, it’s pretty popular in the gay community. Or it was at one point. He insisted I go with him so he could prove it was real. When we got there, he told me the only way to gain admission was to spend half an hour at ‘The Wall.’ I had no idea what that meant, but I conceded when he called me a pussy.”
Luke was chuckling already.
“Turns out,” Shane continued, “‘The Wall’ was exactly that. A wall with holes in it.” He cut his hand through the water about waist high. “You know, dick level.”
Luke laughed again.
Shane continued. “Whenever a dick appeared through one of the holes, I was required to suck it. I took three that night. Thank fuck for condoms.”
Elijah could feel Logan’s tension rising at his side, and it was then he realized Luke was purposely shifting this in an uncomfortable direction. Never had they gone off on this subject, yet it seemed the goal was to force the straight guys to admit to a bisexual encounter. He only hoped Shane veered off in a different direction.
Otherwise, Elijah feared the night was going to end badly.
***
Logan wanted to strangle his brother. Hell, he already imagined wrapping his hands around his twin’s throat—
“Sam, your turn,” Shane said. “Truth or dare?”
“Dare,” she said quickly. “Always dare.”
“We like that about you,” Luke quipped.
“I know you do,” she teased.
“Since our host prefers raunchy,” Shane noted, “I dare you to make one of your men come, but you’ve only got one minute to do it.”
“One minute?” She choked on a laugh. “I’m not sure that’s possible. You see, I’m not involved with minutemen.”
The group laughed, and Logan relaxed a little.
“Fine. Five minutes. That’s fair, right?” Shane joked.
“Five might be doable,” Sam said, as though considering.
“Might I suggest you and one of yourmengang up on the other one,” Luke said, his eyes pinned on Logan. “It works for us.”
Not for the first time in his life, Logan wondered why he hadn’t taken Luke out in the womb. If he could’ve incinerated his brother with his eyes, he would’ve done so right then.
“I … uh…” Sam cleared her throat, her hand coming to rest reassuringly on Logan’s thigh. “I think we’ve had enough for one night.”
“No,” Logan barked, still glaring at Luke.
Her eyes widened as she stared over at him. “Are you sure?”
He wasn’t sure about anything, but he damn sure wasn’t going to pussy out of this. He knew what Luke was angling for, and he would ensure his brother paid for it later. But right now, he wasn’t going to let his friends down by taking the easy way out. That wasn’t how they did things.
“Elijah,” Logan said firmly, glancing over at him before he patted the ledge of the hot tub behind Sam.
