Monday - December 8th, 2008 Who: Devon, Will and James When: Morning What: Devon has his first case of morning wood. Where: BGH
Devon was having some very interesting dreams. He'd never had dreams quite like this before. Of course up until today he had been too young to have such thoughts, but now, as a twelve year old boy, he was starting to develop certain hormones that led to certain types of thoughts and dreams that led to other issues, an issue which he discovered shortly after waking up.
Devon had rolled over onto his back with a groan, hiding his face from the light that filtered in through the window, and then he opened his eyes, smacking his lips together, his mouth dry, before he stretched. It wasn't until he sat up that he realized something was wrong. He blanched, turning as pale as a ghost as he pulled the sheet up to look underneath it. He could feel his pulse start to race. That couldn't possibly be normal. And in a terrified voice he croaked out. "Will!"
~~~ Just as Devon was having dreams, so was Will. It was the usual only now Fisher was on a carousel laughing at him, pointing a gun and pulling the trigger as James held Devon's hand, sitting on one of the horses. Devon was upset, looking behind as Will fell against the railings. He cried out for him, so loud that Will thought he could even hear it!
His eyes snapped open and he choked once, then looked for the source. It had been Devon. His voice was older, deeper, but he knew him. Sitting up straight the angel looked around, disoriented. "Dev?" he croaked, then cleared his throat. "What's wrong?"
~~~ The kid, now in what appeared to be the beginning stages of puberty, was sitting in the bed looking completely freaked out. "I dunno," he replied honestly. "Something's... wrong," he explained. Or tried to anyway. "Down there." He nodded his head toward his crotch. He was sporting an obvious pup tent beneath the sheet.
~~~ On his approach Will looked rather converned, then spotted what Devon was refering to. As soon as he noticed his eyebrows shot up and he had to physically force himself not to give a loud laugh though his expression was one of faint humour. "Oh, man..." he said, trying to sound serious. "Devon... uhm... what were you dreaming about?"
~~~ The look on Will's face was hard for the younger man to read. He furrowed his brows slightly and then he turned bright red when Will asked him that question. "Nothing," he replied a bit too quickly. "I wasn't dreaming about anything. I was just... asleep and then..." He exhaled a breath and then asked in a soft and serious voice, "Is there something wrong with it?"
~~~ "Well, you know, I dunno..." he hissed, sucking in through his teeth as he crouched beside him trying not to look at it. "A number of things. It'd help if I knew what you were dreaming about because then I can fix it. And if I don't know I might have to chop it off...."
~~~ That made Devon really freak out. "No!" He jumped up from the bed, moving away from Will rather quickly. "You can't chop it off! How would I go to the bathroom if you chopped it off?!?" Clearly he thought that he was serious. And why wouldn't he? It wasn't like he really knew much about things like this. Sure, he had seen a thing or two having lived with two men for so long, but that didn't mean that he understood it.
~~~ Biting his bottom lip and hating himself for enjoying this, he then stood and tried to reason with him. "Devon come on! I'm trying to help you here, don't panic! It happens to me a lot, ok?" Granted not since the time James had woken him up pressing his own cock against Will's ass but that wasn' the point. "Tell me what happened and I can help you. It's a perfectly natural thing, and it'll help me explain."
~~~ Devon wasn't sure if he should trust him or not. He was still standing as far away from him as he could, looking completely and utterly terrified and also slightly embarassed, mostly because he didn't want to tell him what he had been dreaming about. "Trampolines," he finally said, his voice small. "I saw.. on tv last night, there was this show, and at the end there were girls jumping on trampolines and...." He exhaled a soft sigh. "You really aren't going to cut it off?"
~~~ So girls on tramoplines with their breasts buoncing got him going. Will sighed. Devon seemed painfully normal if it wasn't for the fact he was now two years older than when he went to bed last night. "No. I'm not going to cut it off. What I will suggest you do is go to the bathroom ok? And get comfortable. Take it in your hand and sort of feel it, and think of those girls bouncing on trampolines. Go with what it makes you feel....
~~~ That wasn't all he had dreamed about, but that was all he was going to admit to right now. Of course when Will started telling him what he needed to do now, he made a face. This was all like some sort of.. foreign idea to him. "You want me to touch it?" He wasn't sure whether or not he should trust that. But he asked, just to be sure, "Will that make it go away?"
~~~ "Just lock the door, take it in your hand, like this... " Will mimed it for him, though less raunchy as he was usually prone to doing. "Move it up and down. If it feels good, keep on. Think about your dreams. Close your eyes. And you'll know when it's okay, because - you'll know.... and tell me when it's done."
~~~ Devon was a bit skeptical but.. This was Will. He wouldn't tell him something wrong, right? So reluctantly, he nodded his head. "Okay," he replied. "If you say it'll work then..." He wasn't sure what else to say. So he headed out of the bedroom and into the bathroom, locking the door behind him.
~~~ Ok so this was funny. Watching Devon go off to have his first wank, his son, Will waited until he heard the sounds of the door shutting before his snigger burst forth, having to snigger quietly as he put his hand to his mouth, shaking his head. He would wait but he was curious too. Was it weird to try and listen at the door? Maybe... but Will was concerned! And he knew he needed privacy but... fuck he wasn't sure whether to be worried, upset or just snigger all the time
~~~ It would be a few minutes before any sort of sound would emerge from behind the closed bathroom door. Finally, however, Devon could be heard speaking, and rather clearly. "Oh wow!" There was a short pause and then he said it again, a bit louder this time. "Oh WOW!" And then there was a knock on Will's bedroom door which would distract him from hearing anything more. It was James. He'd heard yelling coming from the room so of course he was concerned.
~~~ Devon's reaction was cute. Will gave another snigger then jumped out of his skin. Fucking hell. Will shot up from the bathroom door and darted over to his bedroom door, clearing his throat and opening it like nothing was amusing or wrong. "Yes?"
~~~ James wore his worry on his face, looking like he had just rolled out of bed and he had, actually. Though he did take enough time to put on his robe. "Is everything okay?" He asked, looking into the room to see if he could spot Devon though he didn't see him anywhere. "I thought I heard yelling."
~~~ Putting on a straight face, because the presence of James was slightly dampening the mood despite him looking fucking gorgeous in the morning (Shut up brain) Will looked casual as possible, wearing only his boxers he'd slept in. "He's fine. He's just discovering the wonders of the bathroom."
~~~ There was something about the too calm expression that Will wore that put James slightly on edge. And then what he said... He quirked a brow slightly as he glanced toward the bathroom door. "Discovering the wonders of the bathroom how?" The question was answered for them both as Devon let out a rather loud moan of pleasure and followed it with another "OH WOW!" He seemed to have that on repeat at the moment.
~~~ "Yes," he said simply but then a cry from the bathroom interrupted him and the angel froze. Will's eyes twinkled as he stared at James and he had to bite down on his lips, sucking them in to stop his chuckles. The game was up before he'd even been able to answer him. Oh if James didn't find this funny Will didn't know what he'd do - either cuss him out for not seeing the funny side or pitying him for it.
~~~ James' eyes went wide as he looked over at the door and then it registered. One could nearly see it all play out on his face. "Is he...?" His jaw dropped. He had no idea what to say. "Oh wow..." Those words seemed oddly appropriate at this point in time.
~~~ That was it. James repeating his son's orgasmic words made Will collapse and he bent over, laughing as quietly as he could. It felt so good to laugh, he hadn't even knowm whether he'd be able to ever again but here he was, trying to stop himself from crying because his son was having his first wank, James was repeating Devon's first orgasm.
~~~ Will bursting into a fit of laughter was enough to make James' jaw drop in shock again. "Will!" He wasn't sure how he felt about this at all. "This isn't.. It's not..." He was trying to say that it wasn't funny. But the laughter was contagious. And before he could stop himself he was laughing too, a hand moving roughly back through his messy hair. "Oh fuckin' hell," he managed to get out. "I am SO not ready for this."
~~~ Not even scolding could stop the angel. Coming back to stand and heaving a huge breath Will had managed to open the door slightly in his attempt to hold himself up, chuckling as he tried to contain his hysterics and he wiped at his eyes. It was good to see James laugh too. "Oh wow," he whispered, then sniggered. "Y'know I think you said that once.... "
~~~ "Shut up!" James scolded, his eyes going wide as he gave Will a bit of a playful smack. "I'm not the only one who ever said that," he reminded him with a brow slightly quirked. But the moment, whatever sort of moment it was, was brought to a halt by the sound of water running in the bathroom. "Shh, I think he's done." He glanced toward the door and then fixed Will with a look. "Stop laughing. You'll make him feel.. self-conscious or something." Of course he could barely keep the grin off of his lips as well.
~~~ Accepting the smack and not stoping laughing anyway, the angel shot him a proud smirk as he was reminded of his own moans in the past. "I remember." He let his expression flicker to naughty for a moment before it was over, glancing to the bathroom. "Shit... okay. Okay. Stop it!" Will poked him as he saw that James was still smirking, because then he would not be able to handle Devon's reapparance. "Come in," he told him, making way for him to enter then settled himself ont he bed.
~~~ The poke had the opposite effect, making James laugh a little more before he was being invited in. "Should I...?" He was getting ready to ask if he should leave. But before he could say it, the door to the bathroom opened and in walked Devon wearing a totally stupid grin all over his face. He didn't even blanch when he saw James there, muttering a simple "Hey dad" before he moved to flop down on his bed. James tried to stop it. He tried to keep his mouth shut but he couldn't do it. And before he could control the words coming out of his mouth he asked, "Hey Devon. What's up?" It was all over then.
~~~ Devon looked flushed and dozy, just like the afterglow. If Will didn't know any better he'd say he'd had a smoke on a joint and was walking on air. Though Will's face had managed to be controlled, serene and unphased, his eyes said everything, going between father and son with a shining anticipation. And then he was rewarded. A sound like a whinny came from his mouth and he blanched then sucked in a breath. "I don't think that's a problem anymore... you feeling good, Dev?"
~~~ As those words sank in, Devon looked totally affronted. "You told him?!?" Oh god, he was so embarassed. He covered his face with both hands as James tried to calm down the laughter. "It's not a big deal, Dev. We've all been there, right Will?" He looked over at the other man. "Come on," James crossed over to sit with his son. "Don't be embarassed." He ruffed up his hair. "It's totally normal. It's.. something that happens. Almost every day to most of us." The kid was still trying to hide his face. "We have dreams, we get... aroused and our bodies react to that. Am I right?" He looked to Will for support, having to bite the inside of his jaw to keep from laughing about it again.
~~~ "I didn't mean to, Devon, he heard you - yelling," explained Will, surpressing a slight chuckle and then clearing his throat. He allowed James to attempt to calm the situation. Ok so now he felt a little bad because Devon knew what had happened now and he was completley mortified. Will nodded, unhelpfully, at every question until the last one. "Of course. It happens a lot. A very lot. And not always to girls on trampolines, you know?" Will went and sat beside James, trying to prise Devon's hands away. "What you just did... is the first step to becoming a grown up. And it felt good right? Didn't feel wrong..."
~~~ Devon had a pout firmly on his lips as the other man moved to take a seat on the bed along with him and his dad. He reluctantly allowed Will to pull his hands away from his face before he gave a slight shrug of his shoulders in response. "I don't guess so." He bit his lower lip before he asked, "Does it really happen to both of you too?" James nodded his head. "It's.. part of the territory of being a man. You'll have thoughts and urges and... You'll need to learn about all of that, need to learn how to be.. responsible with it and how to protect yourself and other people so that.. things don't get out of hand."
~~~ "It is nothing to be ashamed of," Will agreed, smiling at him. "And hey the more it happens the more you know you're alive. You're learning, like James said. It comes with the job, you know? Sometimes it happens conveniently, sometimes... you can get a little embarassed. Sometimes you know it's sorta... fun." Of course Will only really had one strong experience of how fun it could be because he was remembering the many times he and James had locked themselves away to perfect the art of foreplay. That he was sat beside him gave Will an ache in his gut. "You'll get used to it."
~~~ "But what do you mean about things getting out of hand?" Devon was soaking this all in right now, curious to learn more. James was at a loss for a moment, glancing over at Will. Was twelve too young to talk about this sort of thing? Of course tomorrow he would be fourteen, then sixteen, and so on and so forth and... Time was limited. "Well, what Will is trying to explain is that you don't always have control over it. Sometimes it will just.. happen when you don't want it to and maybe even when it comes to people that you'd rather not have that happen about." He glanced over at Will for a moment, smiled a little, then turned his attention back to Devon. "What I meant is.. Well, I was talking about sex and how to be responsible with sex so that you don't... Well you're part demon so you don't have to really worry about diseases, but you have to be careful so you don't get anyone pregnant." Devon made a slight face. "I have to have sex?" He didn't think he liked the sound of that. James laughed a little. "No, not yet. But... you're gonna want to. Sooner than you think. And so..." He shifted somewhat uncomfortably. "You know, we could maybe wait to talk about this some other time."
~~~ James might be uncomfortable talking about it, but Will wasn't. He couldn't even return that smile because he was lost inside his own head. Trying to sound animated and failing, Will offered his own advice. "When you first have sex, you can't be sure that you won't regret it," he began. "But you can have a good chance of making it count if you make sure you really know them first. You need to respect them. Respect their body and their pleasure. That'll come in time. You will learn things, new things, and some things you might not like so you have to tell them." There was barely anything Will didn't like. "Girls like respect, most girls anyway. The better girls."
~~~ This was all a little too much for Devon to handle right now, so he pushed himself up to his feet and announced, "I'm gonna go make some pancakes." He had told Will yesterday that he would, and he'd meant it. He was super hungry after all that. "Make sure you wash your hands," James said softly, a little caught off guard by what Will had said about ones first time simply because he knew all about his first time. He watched Devon go and then inhaled a breath, exhaling slowly. "I think I need to.. read up a little more on how to.. talk to your teenage son about sex." He laughed just a bit.
~~~ As Devon shifted and moved off the bed, Will remained quiet but nodded, smiling as he mentioned pancakes. As soon as he left the angel resumed his awkward silence, somewhere else in his head. "I don't regret it," was his one sentence, his one comment, before he sighed and stood up, stretching. "I need to piss, little guy was in there for fuckin' ages for a first timer. Wait for me?" Without stalling for an answer he went to the bathroom, relieving himself.
~~~ That was precisely the question he had wanted to ask but hadn't been able to bring himself to say it. He smiled a little when Will spoke, but then he nodded his head, inhaling a deep breath the moment that Will was out of the room. James stood up, a hand dragging fingers back through his hair. This, being alone with him, was a bad idea. But James didn't leave. He'd said that he wouldn't amd he intended to keep his word for once.
~~~ Soon as Will was done he washed his hands and exited the bathroom, walking over to his dresser to grab the simple, crumpled shirt that he'd worn yesterday just to cover himself. As he stood, pulling it over his arms and not bothering to button it, the angel was once again quiet. It seemed that comment had done its job. Will truly didn't regret it despite everything that had come afterwards. He couldn't imagine having done it with anyone else. "Pancakes, yes?"
~~~ James watched Will as he came back out, still standing next to Devon's bed. Yes, that remark had shut him up. It had left him with nothing more to say. But as Will posed the question, James couldn't stop himself from closing the distance between them to pull the other man into a hug. He just.. needed to hold him for a moment. His face nuzzled against the other man's neck, breath warm against his skin. But he had to show restraint. It wasn't fair to anyone if he didn't. So he replied with a simple, "Sounds good," then forced himself to pull away. "I'm gonna go put some clothes on. I'll see you downstairs."
~~~ Oh not hugs. Hugs were bad. Hugs were worse than kisses. They left everything hanging in the air, a bittersweet compensation for something that Will would never get back. It didn't stop him from snaking those arms around him, though, inclining to that hot breath and warn nuzzle. This was how things had started, sometimes, just one hug. James had the ability to ignite things with just one touch, but not today. Will refused. Didn't mean that he didn't feel the effects, and as JAmes peeled away and went to get himself dressed the angel looked positively pained for a brief second. "Sure...." His voice was strangled and he exited as soon as he could, tredding the stairs with a heavy gait.