"Prostate?" Rush got endorphins. It was what made exercise feel good and Gigi's magazines were filled with tips about eating a square of chocolate when you were unhappy because it realised endorphins. Not that Rush was reading that closely, he just flicked through while he was waiting for her to finish getting dressed. But he'd never read about anything like the prostate. "Is that anything like a G-spot?"
"Don't know if I want to hear about how many other cocks you've had up inside you." Rush said, although his cock twitched and maybe he did like the thought about Tristian getting fucked. He wasn't keen on picturing the guy he was with, he just fancied the idea of Tristian with a cock inside of him. "You really are a good slut, aren't you?"