Andrew looked up couples counseling and other kinds of counseling that night. Not because he thought that there was anything wrong with their relationship, but because he did not want anything to fester.
Maxwell had been a little fragile for the rest of the day. Andrew completely understood.
He'd only worried about his size in comparison to other people for a brief moment of time. Only because Michael, in retrospect, was probably messing with him. Maxwell was worried for very serious reasons.
Andrew had never had to deal with a partner who thought that his dick wouldn't be enough for him. He'd never had that to deal with that concern before. While he had slept with men that maybe he should have worried about that, Maxwell was no one of those people.
Did Andrew think that maybe he should say that to him? Yes. Did he also worry that it was going to blow up in his face? Also yes.
