What Happens on the Cruise

58. Good Ol' Country Harmony

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"So, let's talk a second," Adam started, sitting on his bed in their shared cabin. Ericha settled next to him while Tim sat down on the other bed and Austin paused from putting things away. "We're here for a week. Both couples have pretty... robust sex lives."

"Yeah," Tim said.

Adam thought for a moment, then shrugged. "I can't think of a delicate way to put this, so I'm just going to say it.
Can I make a suggestion that if one of us  wants to have sex, we should go ahead, but don't be too loud and try to cover up a bit? And also agree not to stare or watch the other couple being intimate?"

"So just... have sex while you guys are in the next bed?" Austin asked.

"We're all adults here, we live in each other's pockets all the time, and all four of us have overheard a great deal of intimate moments from the other couple."

"Definitely true," Tim agreed.

"So it seems silly to suffer just because there's not a thin wall between us."

"I guess that makes sense," Austin said.

"Are you okay with that?" Tim asked Ericha. "Keeping in mind that Austin and I are bi, not gay."

She nodded. "I'm going to trust you two."

"That seems inadvisable," Tim teased.

"I figure Austin might have something to say about you peeking, or vice versa."

Austin chuckled. "Is it going to weird you out if you start hearing noises from over here while you guys are doing your thing?"

Ericha giggled. "You think we haven't heard you before?"

"Really?" Austin asked, surprised.

"The Sing-Off," Adam said.

"Oh, good Lord," Austin exclaimed. "That was not quiet."

"Wasn't intended to be," Adam answered, "but we still heard you."

***

They wandered the tables talking to the students after the workshop session. "How do you know what voice type you are?" a girl asked. "Is it your range?"

"It actually has to do with your timbre," Chris answered, pausing to explain.

"Do you ever worry about people making fun of you for singing so high?" a boy asked Austin.

Austin knelt down next to his chair. "I used to, but this is my voice. This is my gift."

"But what if people think it's gay?" the boy whispered.

"Well, it isn't gay to sing high, but also there's nothing wrong with being gay," Austin spoke quietly.

The boy looked at him doubtfully.

"What's your name, buddy?"

"Ethan."

"Well, Ethan, I'll let you in on a little secret just between you and me."

"What's that?"

"You see Tim over there? I think he's really hot."

"You do?"

"Yup."

"Does he know?" Ethan asked, wide-eyed.

"He does."

"And he's not mad at you?"

"No, he's not."

Ethan thought for a moment, then leaned in close. "I like Adam."