A Little Self-Education
Yes I have been working on both the next snippet and the next chapter to Forever Together. But then this conversation happened with my beta when discussing my snippet ideas. How did Will know what to do at the end of the Box, if he was a virgin (at least male on male wise)? Well the answer will be in a snippet, but one of the options was jokingly this. It's not connected with the other stories. My beta outlined it and I wrote it. :) Enjoy! I also want to thank everyone who has favorite and commented on my stories.
Smut and part crack.
He had done it. He had asked Grell out on a date and they had gone on that date. They had gone on several dates. He knew that Grell was ready to take it to the next level. More than ready. He had undoubtedly been ready before William had even asked him out and he had been more than patient with him. He himself was ready to take it to the next level. But there was just one problem…
Grell sat close to him on the red couch in Grell's house. Very close with his hand on William's thigh. Grell's lips were on his. This was fine. They had had make out sessions before. Then the hand on his thigh began caressing him. It made him slightly uncomfortable, but he could deal with it. Grell moaned into his mouth as their tongues slid across one another. Grell's hand moved up along William's inner thigh until it rested over his crotch and began rubbing him through the fabric of his trousers. William flinched and scooted back, removing Grell's hand from his intimate area. It pained him to see the look in Grell's eyes when he did so. He was sorry, but he couldn't. Not now.
"It is getting late and we have to work tomorrow," he said, quickly getting up from the couch. "I shall see you there in the morning. Good night." He placed a kiss on Grell's cheek, grabbed his suit jacket and showed himself to the door, feeling relieved that he had gotten out of that situation and guilty that he had. But Grell couldn't find out about his secret. Grell would be disappointed in him and possibly laugh at his incompetence if he knew. He couldn't help that he was inexperienced in such matters.
He couldn't keep stringing Grell along like this forever, but how was William to get the experience or at least the appearance of such without having someone show him? First, he'd never do that to Grell, even if his life depended on it and Grell would never find out. Second, it would have to be a stranger because asking a coworker or subordinate was out of the question. So was talking about something so personal with a stranger.
He continued to try and answer his problem, as he walked back to his flat, staring at the sidewalk in concentration. Someone bumped into him. "Hey! Watched where you're going!" they shouted at him. He apologized and was about to continue on his way when he noticed a store across the way. A video rental store.
Perhaps he should rent a movie to get his mind off of his problem. It was getting late and he would think better in the morning when his mind was fresh.
He crossed the street and entered the store, walking slowly through the aisles as he looked for something that might interest him. He eventually wound up near the back of the store. There was a doorway that was veiled by a beaded curtain. Signs were posted around the entrance saying: "Adults Only" "Must be over 18 to enter." It was something he had not considered. Even if it was considered fantasy in some respects, it would be weird watching other people do it, but…No one would know, except the store clerk who didn't know William from the next guy and wouldn't care. He decided to give it a try and pushed his way past the beaded curtain.
Not wanting to linger any longer than necessary in making a decision, any would do, right? He grabbed the first one he saw that was between two guys. At least that's what it said on the box cover. The two people on the front were holding each other passionately. One had long hair (red hair, he noticed) and wore a medieval style dress and could easily pass as a woman. He even looked a little bit like Grell, though Grell was much prettier in his opinion. Curious, he glanced at the title as he made to exit the tiny room. "A Midsummer's Night's Romp." It sounded very corny, but it would do.
Someone entered the shop just as William was leaving the small room. He panicked when he saw them as the clerk greeted the newcomer. "Yo, Slingby! Long time no see!"
"Na my fault. Boss' been workin' our asses off."
"Sounds rough," laughed the clerk.
"Yeah, it was. I'm just gonna get one of my regulars tonight."
"Whatever you want. You know where they're at."
While they were conversing, William had dropped to his knees and crawled behind a row of movies to hide until Slingby was out of sight. He watched between the shelves as Slingby went into the backroom and then shot from his hiding spot to the checkout. His heart stopped when he heard Slingby holler from the back, not daring to turn to see if he had come out. "Hey, Zed, where's that medieval Shakespeare one? Ya know with the guy that looks like Red." William took his change and bolted for the door.
"By 'Red' ya mean Mister, ahem, Miss Sutcliff?"
"That's the one."
"Sorry, mate, some bloke just got it. He looked real nervous too, must be a first-timer."
William didn't hear anymore as he hurried out the door and down the street, not stopping until he was safe in his flat. He breathed a sigh of relief as he set the video and went to change into something more comfortable. He put on a pair of old pajamas that were well worn. He popped some corn, because that's what people do when they watch movies, right? He had a player, of course, but had rarely used it and only then it was instructional videos required by the association.
After inserting the video into the device and turning on the telly, he sat down and got comfortable on his couch. Right off he could see that this video had nothing in common with the Shakespearean play and the actors' attempts at old English were atrocious, but all that mattered was the sex. He resisted fast forwarding to it though. The red head came on screen. He was supposed to be some sort of princess. William grimaced as he said his lines. Not only was Grell prettier, but a far better actor.
The two lovers had met secretly and were snogging each other now. William's heart beat faster as it made him think of Grell's lips on his and he felt himself start to harden as the prince, or whatever he was, pushed the "princess" down onto the throne in the palace throne room and prepared him.
So that's how that was done. He rewound it and watched it a few more times to make sure he understood.
The couple switched places and the "princess" straddled the prince's lap. He lowered himself down onto the prince's erection. It seemed so unsanitary, but William understood it was the only way it would work between two men. He grew even harder as he watched the red head shift his weight on the other man. Erotic moans from the television set filled his living room as the prince slowly removed the red head's gown as the red head rode him, the camera angles and cuts making it as erotic as possible.
William tried to pay attention to what the prince was doing, but it was hard when the red head kept making him think more and more of Grell and how Grell would feel on him making those same movements. He couldn't take it anymore and reached into his pajama bottoms and took his member into his hand and began stroking it. The back of his head pressed into the couch and he moaned at the pleasant sensations it gave him.
Knock, knock. Someone was at the door. His eyes flew open and he took his hand out of his pants and paused the video. He waited. Maybe they would go away. They knocked again. He got up from the couch and headed for the door when he remember his little problem. 'Damn it'. He snatched his raincoat from the coat rack by the door and pulled it on to cover up his arousal before opening the door.
It was Ronald Know. "Heeeey! Uuhh…what?" He slurred at William, at first happily and then confused with a bottle in hand. "This ain't her flat."
"Mr. Knox, are you intoxicated?"
Ronald shook his head, "I've only had this much to drink." He held his fingers up as to indicate he had only had a little but it was quite clear to William that he was in fact, quite inebriated.
"Mr. Knox, I am quite busy, so unless you have a pressing concern, please be on your way."
"What's with the raincoat? Is it raining in there or something?" Knox entered the flat, without permission. "Nope. All seems dry." He looked at the television and pointed at it with the bottle. "Oh, hey! I didn't know ya watched porn. I seen that one several times. Don't ya think that guy looks like the old man? This one's so cheesey. Next time I can recommend ya something better."
"Mr. Knox," William glared at him, his ears burning. "Please leave this instant." Ronald ate some popcorn before sitting down on the floor in front of the couch. "If you do not leave this moment, Mr. Knox, I shall give you overtime for a month."
"Aw, man, that's cruel, Boss." Ronald took a drink from the bottle, falling backwards as he did so as he passed out where he was.
'Now what?' thought William. It would be very awkward to continue with Ronald there. While he was passed out, he could wake up at any time. As he contemplated on what to do, the sound of high heels fast approaching filled his ears and a red ball of fury came into his flat.
"William T. Spears. I have decided that I am not going to take 'no' for answer any longer. We are going to have sex tonight and that's final." Determination and fire was in his eyes as he looked up at William, his hands on his hips. "Why are you wearing a raincoat?" William's cheeks flushed. He opened his mouth to speak when he saw Grell look at the television, but the words caught in his throat. "Oh please don't tell me you're watching that god-awful thing. It's so unrealistic." Grell placed a kiss on William's cheek. "You're so cute, trying to cover up the fact that you're a virgin by watching porn when I've known for a long time." He shut the front door and took his hand, "Come on," he dragged him off towards the bedroom, "I'll show you how it's done. Leave the raincoat on. It'll make it more interesting."
End