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 Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2016 2:56 pm
Walking among the perimeter with Mik, he tried to think of the best script to go about talking to him that would make everyone easier, but. I approach felt easy or any less strained. "Alright. Let me think. So puberty. Ya know?" He looked over at the other and felt maybe it was best to cover anything unless Lawr left a lot of gaps. "Let me seee....How did my dad explain it? Oh right - hockey. That.. was a bad talk. OK I'll just - give it to you straight. Can't be any worse than nothing."
He took a breath. "So your body has been gearing up since your early teens for one thing and that's to mature into an adult to - well, make sure the species doesn't die out. ...."He looked at Mik a moment. "...to...well... ********."
This was going to be a bit rough. He never expected to have this talk. Maybe in the past to his own child but he tossed that overboard long ago.
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2016 3:01 pm
Mikael gave Melvin a very curious and fixed sort of gaze, listening to everything he had to say with what was best described as a ferocity. He was glad the man didn't start talking about hockey, he didn't really know anything about that and when he'd played it at school it had been a lot of being hit in the leg with wooden sticks.
"To.. ********." he said, seeming to test how the word felt. Swearing was bad, swearing was something that would have landed him in trouble and meant he had to put some money in the swear jar if he was at home. His mother had swore sometimes, perhaps part of growing up was having permission to use words like that.
"So that's what my body wants to do?" he asked, looking down at himself in puzzlement, trying to understand how his entire body could have gone rogue.
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2016 3:14 pm
"Yeah. ********. Screw around. Bump uglies." It was strange but he just noticed he never heard Mik swear.
"It's what all animals that go through puberty and hit their prime are geared to do. About 12ish to 15 if you're a late bloomer.." He cringed at the last word a second it reminded him of his mother chiding him about not growing facial hair. ..you go from being a kid to your body maturing into an adult. You start getting pumped with testosterone, a hormone, that signals your body to grow into adulthood. You start to sweat, to smell, grow body hair, and while your body developes your sexual organs do too. Your body says you are going to be in your prime and prime animals have the best chance fighting the competition and win a mate so you can ******** and make kids and continue the cycle."
"I mean, you know. Impress someone and start dating.....or sleep around." He couldn't pretend he was just datinfbaroubd that time.
"So your body is just getting pumped up and growing and your brain switch just clicks saying you want to ******** as much as possible. It's just a drive of being your age. I-I mean I'm in my twenties so I'm still there but it's really up there for you."
"Does that help?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2016 3:22 pm
"Oh." he said, things seeming to make a lot more sense. It explained everything, the hair, the smell, the changes. He'd thought it was to do with the weapons, he'd thought he was becoming a wolf. This though, this made more sense.
"Yes." he said, before giving Melvin a thoughtful calm look, hopping from one thought to another without any filters or self awareness to stop the train he was on.
"Do... you sleep around?" he asked brightly. He remembered the argument between Lawrence and Melvin, but it didn't hurt to have clarity.
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2016 3:34 pm
He smiled. "Hell, I wish right now - but no. I did though. . When I was in high school, I dated a girl and I was going steady with her." He cleared his throat. "Steady means you only are with them. We got engaged but...it didn't work out."
He took off his glasses to use his handkerchief to wipe some sweat from the humidity off his face. "When I got into college, Yeah. I slept around. It's a time to figure yourself out. What you want, what you find attractive, what turns you on and off, when having and wanting sex. You learn about yourself. Get comfortable with your body ....well at least a little bit more. I kinda didn't want to think of being steady anymore after the engagement was broken off though."
He rubbed his hands on the hankercheif before putting his artifact away.
"Then I was with Rin and I really didn't want to sleep around. I love doesn't her a lot. And then after that....well I was with your dad. So no. I haven't slept around in a while. I can't now anyways."
But this wasn't about him.
"You can. You should see what you're comfortable with. It's your body after all. You should discover what you like and don't like. Date. Sleep around. Hook up with people and try things you are curious to try out."
Speaking of...."Do you know about safe sex?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2016 11:12 pm
"I won't ever go to college." Mik said. "Because of the island." And he seemed a little grim about missing out on this pivotal time of his life. It sounded wonderful to be able to just drink deeply of doing whatever his body wanted to do.
If he was really honest, dating didn't appeal at all. It sounded boring when there was a whole world out there to see and explore.
"But I'd like to try sleeping around sometime." And Melvin got a cheeky smile. "So if you are ever getting back into the market!" He winked.
Mik had never considered Melvin a step father. He wasn't one to actually consider many people above him. As an equal he had no problems propositioning him and he knew it would annoy Lawrence immensely.
"And no, how do you have dangerous sex? It just all sounds fun"
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 4:37 am
Never had he thought he would hear Mikael hitting in him, and in any other situation he might have laughed playfully at the joke. Instead, he stared a moment as a flicker of thought took. It had only been a short time since he and Lawr had been together and yet the timer was ticking away as the hunger increased which wasn't helped by the fact it would not be fed now through Lawr.
If he was still with him, the idea would be a flat no. It was still on a baseline horrible to think of taking on two generations -
...but the similarities to each other were unmistakable along with the refreshing change of differences and youth.
Lawr's son. Teenager. He reminded himself.
"As much as the idea of pissing off your dad sounds immensely appealing," Aming other things. "...hitting on a diseased man isn't in your best interest."
He reached back for his wallet and pulled out some condoms to offer him. "While we as hunters have healthy bodies due to our weapon's abilities, most civilians practice safe sex to avoid STDs. Even if you told them you are super human and clean, you are going to meet people who want you to put on protection before you have sex. Last thing you want to be doing at a time when you are both in the mood is to ruin it going off to find s condom. Keep them on you in your wallet and check to make sure they aren't expired or punctured every time you go off island to get some."
"As for hunters, we have a horrible condition that with either men or women, when you ....." he paused as he cleared his throat. He really wanted some water after all this talking about sex. "....release inside of them, the Fear can create a zombie baby. This is a terrible procedure to take care of so always use a hunter condom. They keep them out for you to pick up for free at the Infirmary." He held up the one condom in question and stared Mik right in the eye. "Don't your EVER not use a hunter condom or let someone else convince you not to put one on."
He handed it over. "Aside from that, stretch a little more to improve your flexibility and drink plenty of water."
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 6:03 am
Mikael wasn’t actually bothered in the least by the dangers Melvin’s condition presented, since becoming a hunter he had felt all but immortal, constantly reassured by his weapon that if he behaved like the leader he was, all the world would follow. He thought he’d be a good leader, he’d show people how to be good and remove the people who were bad, it would all be really simple. There’s always be time to draw and build, there’d always be happiness and kindness.
He could fix the whole world, and against that thought, the idea of a little sickness, a little bit of feeling off in a way he already did didn’t seem bad at all. Sterility didn’t even come into it, he didn’t want children, he didn’t want there to be any more of Lawrence or himself, if anything there was a little bit of greed involved. He was the only Mikael, the only prince, the only king and he was fine with it staying that way. How could he be loved and cared for if he had children? People would treat him like someone who had to be responsible rather than an older child. That wasn’t actually okay.
He shook his head. “I don’t mind.” He said. “The like…the infection thing.” Young and reckless, consequences didn’t matter too much, getting back at his father though certainly did, and he’d be furious, more furious than he’d ever been, he knew. It was as much as strike against him as it was something for himself. People would be scandalised if they knew, because the Mikael they knew wasn’t able to be anything, he was stupid, he was safe. And he was safe, he didn’t want to hurt anyone, and he did essentially want love and dreamed still, even now that he could be a bird, or some other animal that didn’t need to worry about the things he worried about. But he wasn’t as stupid as they thought, as he wished he was. If he could be Algernon, the little mouse he would have been, fated to lapse into ignorant bliss.
“We could use one of those..things that you mentioned.” He said with a little grin, actually grateful for the information he’d been given. Some of it he’d picked up in small bits and pieces from twitter, but it helped to have it all laid out in front of him. “I am not small. People just think that I am.” He wanted to find himself, to understand himself, and Melvin had planted the idea in his head that it would be possible, and therefore – by his reckoning – owed him the first steps in that direction.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 7:17 am
He could feel a bead of sweat roll down his hairline down his cheek as he stared at Mik, far too eager to lay down in the jungle brush and take any advice he would give him, any action gen could suggest, and any information as somebody golden truth. There were so many ways to twist him into something he could take full advantage of and still feel justified in some way that Mikael was eager and willing.
But there were too many factors. If he was the guy who took him, his reputation would be in the trash and he would be the person who went after younger men. The jokes about getting tired of an old man to cradle rob were practiced being written right now in anticipation for such a event.
Mik also was just 19 and by moral law he might be seen as too young but some might not consider him an adult. Did he have a right to take his virginity when he was openly offering it? Most on Deus now believed that if you could die for the cause you could forgo age restrictions and do things like drinking. This would be no different. Melvin was in his twenties. They weren't that far off. He was closer to Mik's age then Lawr's anyways.
But he had just left Lawr, was just shunned and told to find someone - but even he knew Lawr would never take him if he messed with his son. The man was already on edge about his age, taking on his son would be an insult to that and while it would be juicy to see his shock and anger, it would pain Melvin to destroy that bridge.
Mik didn't need to know all this and so he could only lick his dry lips as his mind, regardless of listed reasons, danced with R-rated exploits possible to them.
"Mik no one is going to ******** you if you ******** me. I'm a dead end. You would infect everyone after me that you screw with by passing on the infection. You wouldn't be allowed to do that. You'd have to be responsible and at your age, you don't need anything tying down your potential freedoms in life while you are enjoying it. A condom won't keep that infection away. One romp with me means a lot of amazingly good romps in the future are cut off from you. I'm suffering from that now. I'm not going to let you suffer before you even start. And....while the thought of pissing off your dad is up there...." Very up there. "....ruining your sex life isnt."
He took a shaking breath to compose himself. "You are young and good looking. A lot of people are going to want to get with you. A lot."
He wanted a cold shower very badly. He felt dizzy. He knelt down a moment. "Give me a moment. Heat isn't getting to me." Mik said he wasn't small. He had to bite his lip trying not to think what all that implied. He tried and failed in letting out a little whine.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 8:46 am
Mikael was oblivious to Melvin's internal turmoil, or in fact the implications inherent in sleeping with him. The way he saw it was just that he'd be getting what he wanted and so would Melvin. There were no real problems with the situation.
He shrugged "Like I said uh. I don't care." he said, shrugging. "Other people. I mean. They don't need to know anyway." He didn't see the problem with not telling any of his future partners about it. It wouldn't be a big deal would it? What was the big deal anyway?
"I don't even have a sex life." he said with an angsty sigh. "I guess I'm just going to be stuck making sandcastles on my own for ever.""
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 9:08 am
He was taking deep breathes as he stared at the tips of his booths, feeling the drumming throb hum between him.
"That is grossly irresponsible of you to not tell someone you have a STD. You'd get in serious trouble not only with everyone you ******** but with the superiors of Deus for causing a rampent infection they don't have a cure for. Life doesn't work to keep their fighting force going to have them all get screwed over by one person with a rampaging d**k. The consequences of them finding out would probably be right out removal of the tool of destruction."
He pressed his knelt legs together at the thought and still felt the humming continue.
Mik seemed to care just as less about others than his father. He wished he could do the same. To be selfish. To want and pursue. To stop being rewarded with beinf brushed aside by those who didn't feel the same.
"How....discreet are you, Mik? If anything happened, would you promise never to tell anyone?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 9:13 am
It was Melvin's turn to be given the sort of look Mik seemed to reserve mostly for Melody of late. "Uh, yeah. I can be discreet." he said. "Far as anyone cares I just like sandcastles and am an innocent little pet." It wasn't something he intended to dispel any time soon. "Why would I even want to tell them anything?"
He really didn't want to lose his d**k though, that sounded horrible.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 9:26 am
"Then..." He rose up slowly, feeling weak in the knees as he looked about and then back st him. "Let me teach you a little more." He took his wrist gently so that if Mik wanted to leave, wanted to change his mind, he could.
He warned him. He told him what it al meant. It wouldn't be much. Just a release of pressure for both of them.
Lawr didn't need to know.
Once they were in enough distance from the camp but close enough to run to camp without problem, he found a place with decent foilage and turned, releasing his hand to then rummage through his pocket desperately before pulling out some Listerine strips snd placing two on his tongue and looked at him. "Another lesson I forgot. When you're going to make out. Carry mints. No one wants to kiss someone with skunk breath. Look good. Smell good." And because Melvin had his standard set and they were both pretty rank. He could at least take measures against it with a clean mouth by cleaning Mik's this way.
Moving in, he pressed against him and pressed him into a kiss.
It's just a kiss. Just a kiss. No one needs to know about it. Still innocent.
He tried to reason his actions out.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 9:34 am
Mik grinned into the kiss, slinking his arms around Melvin, getting what he wanted. People were honestly a lot easier than he thought sometimes. He wasn't a good kisser, but what he lacked in experience he made up with enthusiasm, trying his best to copy and learn from Melvin as he went.
He liked mints too.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2016 9:53 am
He'd been with Lawr for years that tasting anyone else made him panic. This is bad. This is so ******** bad.
He pressed in, cleaning Mik's mouth out until all he tasted was spearmint and let that dissolve out until it mingled back to the teenager again. His hands brought him hip to him before he moved them to explore and map. Under his shirt and across the expanse of warm skin, reminded that he wasn't wearing gloves.
Mentally he compared him. Healthier without the aggressively sharp edges of someone pickier with their diet but still sleek and healthy. Soft with actual curves wrapped about him. There wasn't the smell of expensive cologne or the sleek feeling of expensive fabric but color and more rustic. And yet he still had the angles, the hair color, the turn of a jawbone.
"I'm gonna keep going? Tell me stop anytime and I will." He whispered to him before continuing.
And just as he reached the hemline he paused, eyes looking down and then up at the other. OK, maybe expensive fabrics were a family thing. "So....do you usually wear.."
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