Author's Note: An adults-only tidbit written for pleasure and LJ comm hentai-contest's "In the Rain" prompt. This one lets Peter Pan play all on his own. Hope you don't mind the lack of crossover, just this once.
A Bit Closer to Forever
I'm a boy. I call myself a boy, anyhow. A boy—forever. It's good like that.
I feel like a boy, like I always have. And I like being a boy, looking like one. My skin's smooth and brown. My hair's messy and sunstreaked. My legs are lean and fast. I'm limber and maybe graceful, even. Tink says the flying helps. And once, Tiger Lily said there's the green of spring in my laugh and the stars' wink in my eyes. I like it all.
Being me isn't a conscious decision anymore, maybe never was. I'll stay a boy as long as I live…and nobody knows how long I'll live. That makes my smile as big as the sun, it does. Almost as much as finding more Lost Boys to fill Neverland with. Not too many in the world who don't want to be boys forever.
But today is for me. For me and my smile. There's no sun today; still, that's all right, too. There's things best done in the shade or the rain. And all by myself. Right now there's a downpour, and it's as good as always to be me.
I hum to myself as I sit on the wet hillside, my tunic dark and damp and my hair dripping into my lap. I peek up and can't make out much. The shower's like a blanket. But I know everyone's all right. Boys underground, Indians in their lair, Hook and his fools battening down the hatches or whatever it is they do. Me? I'm the only one of me there is. I'm humming, sweetling of a cock hard in my warm, damp grip. I'm stroking it slow and steady, just like I like it. Fits so neat in my hand, a boy's best friend. This boy's best friend.
Here comes Pan, I hum to the black sky, and bring myself a bit closer to forever.
