Edward's POV
Jogging out of the forest and heading back to our house with my father by my side. I'm feeling more at ease with all the odd changes I'm experiencing after his helpful talk with me. As well as the fact that I fortuitously confessed my personal fantasies to my father while my mother overheard. Talk about an awkward moment, thankful he played the blind eye to that bit of information. Nothing even registered in his thoughts about the act I committed.
All this is odd to me. Yet the strangest thing is that I know I went through puberty when I was human, though I just don't remember any of it. All of these - emotional and physical changes - seem so new to me. Everything feels unfamiliar and a little out of place in a way. Carlisle had explained to me during our run that with my heightened vampire scenes I feel deeper than a human does, which adds to how I feel with everything that is happening to me and can seem overwhelming at times. Of course, I already knew that I feel things deeper than a human does.
With each question I asked my father he answered with honesty and patience. Never once did he make me feel bad for not knowing certain things that I probably should. He also didn't question why as a mind-reader, I seem oblivious to this whole topic like my brothers might. After all, they (especially Emmett) believe that I automatically know everything with my unique ability, when I don't.
Though my father understands my talent better than anyone aside from myself, he knows my talent is limited, I can't read everyone's mind at once, I have to focus on one mind at a time. Otherwise, it's merely an ocean of mental chatter.
Also, I can only read the thoughts that are in people's minds at the moment they are thinking them. Which, a lot of the time I choose to block out people's minds because the human mind is very boring to me. I also have made it a habit out of blocking out thoughts of sex since I have never understood those and felt intrusive for being able to read such private thoughts in the first place.
Carlisle knew all that about me. After all, he was the one to discover I had a gift even before I actually was aware of it. So, he and I had talked about my talent before.
I look at my father. I am quiet and so is he as we stroll past the river and into our backyard. My mind is on a topic he brought up while we ran through the forest with the wind blowing in our hair. That Bella might be my mate, my other half. The one I didn't know was missing from my life and is meant to be with me for the end of time. He brought that up when I asked why all this is happening to me now, just all of a sudden, out of the blue I have human hormones. His thoughts hid nothing as he shared his theory with me.
I'm not sure about all of that. Though I do know one thing is for sure and that is that I like being around Bella and crave to talk to her, hold her in my arms and even kiss her. I've never felt that way about anyone before.
I just have no idea how things won't be awkward with Bella at school tomorrow. There is no mistaking that she noticed my arousal. Whether she liked it or not, I'm not sure. And without being able to use my extra hearing on her, I probably will never know.
I wonder what makes Bella different. There has to be a reason why I can't read her mind. But what could it be…?
My thoughts come to an end as I catch the scent of my mother. From where my father and I are in the middle of our backyard I see her dart out of the back door. She's in a rush, her thoughts are jumbled up and she has a troubling look on her face.
"Esme, what's the matter?" My father questions, he's at her side in a second.
Unable to answer, my mother shakes her head. For some reason the look on her face reminds me of a human that would be blushing out of embarrassment. My father looks worried as he takes her in his arms, asking her once more what's wrong.
I follow my father's lead and now I'm next to them too.
"What's wrong?" I ask her.
"Oh, my sweet boy, I told them not to do it." Esme says to me. An uncomfortable expression on her face. "But they just…"
"What?" I ask, not understanding what she means.
My father pulls back from their hug to see her face better. "Love, you told who not to do what?" He wonders, his thoughts go directly to my brothers.
"The boys." Esme simply replies. "They…well um…. It's um… Once you go inside, you'll see." She tries to explain as her and my father end their hug. "If you need me I'll be in my garden with my flowers."
With no time for either myself or my father to reply, my mother takes off in the direction of her garden. For a flash of a second I see an image of colorful balloons in her mind. I have no idea what's going on.
"What did she mean?" My father asks me. 'What could be going on now?'
"I'm not sure." I admit with a shrug. "Other than colorful balloons her thoughts were unreadable."
"Hmm." Carlisle's tone is thoughtful.
At once Carlisle and I race through our yard, up the back porch steps and into the house. I freeze as I enter the kitchen with my father behind me. I gasp at the sight I see before me. The entire kitchen is decorated with streamers and balloons of every shape and size imaginable. There's also a party banner with my name on it. Before I can read the words there's several loud pops and my view is clouded by white shimmering confetti.
"Surprise!" My two brothers and two sisters shout in unison.
There are more loud popping as white confetti rains down on me. Frozen in shock I stay where I am as the confetti pouring down on me and my siblings excitedly shouting continues on. In the midst of all the chaos someone blows a loud party horn. I don't see who, there's so much confetti that I can't see anything.
"Oh my!" Carlisle sounds in disbelief as he shuts the door behind him. 'This definitely explains why she went to go check on her flowers.' His thoughts are on my mother. Suddenly an odd image of a pink penis shaped piñata with white glitter streamers shooting out of the tip, comes to the forefront of his mind.
What's that about? What's going on?
Simultaneously, more confetti is thrown in my face while party horns are heard loud and clear, echoing in the kitchen. I still can't see a thing with all the confetti blocking my view as the door opens.
"Kids, I'm going to see if your mother needs help watering those flowers." Carlisle announces to all of us as he walks out of the kitchen. 'Good luck, Son.' His mental tone is amused.
No one answers him. There's only more noise from the horns, more popping and a lot more confetti being shot at me. This is crazy.
"For all the love that is holy!" I shout in annoyance, pushing the tiny dots of paper out of my face. "What is the meaning of this?"
"Happy First Boner!" Emmett and Jasper shout with glee.
"Surprise!" Alice cheers, holding up a cake that's in the shape of a set of perfectly round breasts with bright pink frosting for the nipples. 'This wasn't my idea, but I do love parties.'
"Enjoy, little brother." Rosalie snickers.
A new wave of confetti is tossed on me. I try to brush it off but there's more confetti, of course. Between the little shimmery pieces of paper that are all over my face I catch the odd sight of the strangely decorated kitchen. There are colorful balloons of every shape and size that are typed on the walls, ceiling and every appliance that's in the kitchen. A pink penis shaped piñata with large eyes and a smile on it, not to mention white streamers shooting out of the tip, is proudly hanging from the middle of the ceiling.
There are odd decorations all over the place. Worst of all, there's a Happy First Birthday banner. Only it doesn't say Happy First Birthday...but Happy First Boner, Edward.
"What is the meaning of this?" I question once more, a hard edge to my tone.
Emmett playfully smacks my shoulder. "Welcome to the wonderful world of boners and shaking hands with the milkman." He laughs at his masturbation joke.
"Eww." Rosalie shutters, in her hands are more confetti poppers. 'Glad he doesn't do that often. My monkey man doesn't need to.' Her disgusting thoughts are on Emmett.
Immediately, I block those obscene images out of my mind.
Giving Rose a hard look, I groan. I swear she better run if anymore shimmery confetti is tossed at me.
"No more!" I shout. "Why are you guys doing this?"
My words are not a question but more of a daman. All of my siblings' sense this, especially Jasper who sends out a wave of clam mixed with a very festive party vibe. His unique ability to influence moods instantly changes the way I feel.
"Oh relax, Edward. It's just for fun." Rose grins as she uses another confetti popper to decorate the kitchen. This time she points it away from me.
I roll my eyes.
"This is so much fun." Alice squeals in excitement. Her thoughts match her words.
"Go with the flow, little bro," Jasper smiles, a tranquil feeling surrounds me and I'm unable to move. "This is a big day for you. A celebration is in order."
"Damn right it's a big day!" Emmett's loud voice echoes through the house. 'Heard you nutted on the very first day you got a boner.' He grins, showing his teeth. "That's one hell of an achievement. Thought we needed to celebrate."
I stare at him, deadpan. I'm terrified that my personal information is common knowledge among my siblings. But of course, there are no secrets in our family. Though this definitely should be kept a secret. My eyes dart back and forth between all of my siblings.
A wave of calmness washes over me as my eyes fall back on Emmett. I don't have to be a mind-reader to realize that he put this odd party together with Jasper more than eager to participate. Because only Emmett would think that this was something that needed to be celebrated. Lord only knows where he got the strange decorations on such short notice.
I can only guess how everyone came to know my personal information. I shoot Alice an irritated look which she completely ignores as she puts the cake, that none of us can eat on the counter.
I'm quiet while excited chattering and more confetti popping goes on. I find the behavior of my siblings to be infantile and very humiliating.
I look around the kitchen as Emmett physically moves me over to the middle of the kitchen to where the pink penis shaped piñata is taped to the ceiling. As Japer hands me an eighteen-inch neon green dildo - that he just removed from the package - to whack the piñata with, my sisters who are giggling, leave the kitchen.
"Come on, kid. Hit the happy pecker." Emmett encourages. 'Ya gotta see the prizes that are inside.'
"Yeah." Jasper agrees. "Go on, don't be afraid."
Suspiciously, I eye my older brothers. Both of them are blocking their thoughts from me, which is never a good sign, especially in this situation. I have no doubt the prizes in the piñata have something to do with penises. I just have no clue what it could be and I really don't want to find out.
"No." Is my only answer.
Not sure what to think about all of this I hand the extra-large artificial penis to Emmett. There's no way I'm participating in this juvenile game my brothers came up with. Leave it to them to showcase my humiliation for their humor.
"Party pooper." Emmett laughs, handing back the rubber penis to me. I don't take it. "Come on, just use the fake dick to slap the happy cock with it."
Again, I shake my head 'no'.
Jasper smiles. "Don't be like that, man. Just humor us."
With no plans to stop until I give in, they continue to attempt to motivate me. I'm sure that's the word they would use. Though I would say it's more along the lines of egging on or even tormenting, those would definitely be better fitting for this situation.
Sighing and rolling my eyes at my brothers, I badly want to protest. To go up to my room and be alone. But it's obvious that I won't get any peace if I do so. Against my better judgement I grab the ridiculous item Emmett holds. Uncomfortably and awkwardly, I hold it in my hands like a baseball bat.
Both Emmett and Jasper cheer as I swing the makeshift bat at the oddly shaped piñata. One swing is all it takes for the piñata to break apart and little square packets, colorful tubes of lotion, an odd chain with clips and a string of plugs of some sort, rain down on the title floor. All the while my brothers laugh and cheer.
Both of them dive down to the floor - the way small children would behave after candy is spilled when a piñata is broken. I remain still, just staring at them with my odd weapon of choice in my right hand. Both of them are acting like uncivilized cavemen, while each of them grabs as many items as they can.
Emmett is the first to stand up with an arm full of…
"Condoms?" I question looking at Emmett as Jasper stands up. Both of them are holding way too many bottles of scented lotion.
"Gotta suit up the gentleman." Jazz says a hint of his long forgotten Texas accent is heard. "There's also nipple clips." He holds the metal chain with black clips up for me to see.
"Don't forget the butt pugs and the lube, brother mine." Emmett says louder than necessary. He proudly holds up a bottle of lubricant. 'Gotta have the lube.'
I say nothing.
'Don't look so shocked, little bro.' With Jasper's silent words my mood becomes a bit lighter. "Some toys are fun to share with a mate," He chooses to speak out loud now. "Like the nipple clips."
"And the butt plugs are nice when you're alone boxing the one-eyed champ." Emmett proudly announces. "I should know, I tried it while Rose went with Alice upstate to that "Fabulous Purse and Shoe Convention" last year, and they were gone for a whole week. If it wasn't for butt plugs, I wouldn't have survived."
Even though Emmett always has no shame in what he says. I'm caught off guard by his words and his honest thoughts that follow.
I don't respond. There is nothing I can say to that.
"TMI, bro." Jasper laughs. 'No one wants to know that.'
"What?" Emmett shrugs.
From upstairs I hear the appalled spoken and unspoken words of my sisters.
"I still have no idea where he got that idea." Rosalie says, sounding a bit stunned. 'It's kind of disturbing that he enjoys it so much.'
"Don't worry about it, Rose." Alice is saying in a grim tone. "I bleached my brain when I saw him deciding to do that."
I stop listening to my sister's conversation as I catch Emmett's thoughts. He's ready to give me a mental tutorial of how to use butt plugs. Oh God no! That's not something I ever want to see or know about. Usually with the first signs of sexually related thoughts, my mind automatically blocks it out and will tune into someone else's mind that's more pleasant. But for some reason that's not happening right now. I kind of feel a bit curious about the topic of sex and anything that relates to it. What's wrong with me?
"Em," I say in a bid to distract his train of thought. "What's with all the condoms?"
"The girl you're crushing on is human." Emmett laughs. His mind is thankfully no longer on his earlier thoughts. "She won't get sick if you wrap your dick." He hands me a condom. "Better start practicing and learn how to put one on."
"He's right." Jasper agrees with a laugh. "Don't be a fool, cover your tool."
Ignoring their words, I stare at the packet I now hold in my hand. I'm in disbelief as my brothers go on spouting nonsense, just silly phrases about using rubbers during sex and laughing like idiots. Where on Earth did, they get the idea that I need condoms and the rest of these items from?
"I don't even have a girlfriend." I point out.
"Yet. You don't have a girlfriend yet." Emmett contradicts. His mind is all on being my wingman and helping me out with getting a date with Bella. "Jazz and I will give you helpful tips to make Bella your girlfriend. Won't we, Jazz?" Emmett nudges Jasper's arm, making a few bottles of lubricant and other items fall to the floor.
"Sure thing." Jasper agrees.
Catching both of their thoughts I begin to feel irritated. Emmett and Jasper both seem to think that I won't be able to ask Bella out on my own, for one reason or another. Of course, I never liked a girl as I do with Bella, and I'm not entirely sure how to court her or even tell her that I like her. But it's a bit insulting that neither of them believes I can't do this on my own.
Wanting to redirect both of my brother's thoughts and distract them, not to mention that I'm feeling very weird at what I'm still holding in my right hand. I fling the laughable, massive sex toy right at Emmett's face, which he gracefully catches as quite a few condoms and bottles of lub fall out of his arms. He laughs as he playfully strokes the darn thing then tosses it to Jasper, who automatically does the same. Once again it comes back to me and I childishly partake in their little game as both of them drop the items that they once held.
With an assortment of condoms, tiny bottles of lubricant, the anal plugs and nipple clips and a sea of confetti on the floor, our strange game of pass the dildo continues. The atmosphere in the kitchen is carefree, courtesy of Jasper with back-and-forth bantering from all of us. And a multitude of 'she said' jokes from Emmett.
All too quickly (for Emmett) our unusual game comes to an end as Jazz and I decide we've had enough. At once, without any of us discussing it, we begin the clean-up.
"Edward, now that you got your first stiffy," Emmett begins with a broom in his hand. He's ready to sweep up the confetti and talk about my personal problems. Unfortunately, I can see it from his mind. "It'll happen at the most random times too. Sometimes you don't even have to think about sex. It's just hard and you're ready to go."
"The key is to not think about it, or you'll stay harder longer." Jasper agrees, grabbing a grocery bag from the pantry. 'He's right, a hard-on can happen any time. Especially when one is a patanesis in a high school with hormonal teenagers everywhere.'
I say nothing at all. I quietly go about my task of peeling off the balloons, tossing them away and picking up the broken piñata.
"Yeah." Em says his voice echoes. "Like, a cold wind blows, and I'll get hard as if I'm ready to fuck mother nature."
Finding Emmett's words funny, Jasper snickers. His mind is sure a joyous place to be at the moment.
Picking up pieces of the pink piñata I stop dead in my tracts. Expressionless, I stare at my oldest brother. He sure has a way with words. So, it's no surprise that he has more to say. I see he's next statement in his mind before he utters a word.
"The worst time for me was when I went to The Kitchen Store with Esme during the summer." Emmett casually converses while sweeping the shimmery glitter into a large pile. "There we were in the middle of the aisle, and I don't know what it is about tea kettles and frying pans-"
"Em, where are you going with this story?" I interrupt him while tossing a bunch of balloons into the trash.
I thought I knew what Emmett was planning on talking about, that is, until he brought up the tea kettles and frying pans. Now I wonder if he even knows where his odd trip down memory lane will end. Jazz is curious too.
"I was trying, before I was rudely interrupted." Emmett smirks at me. "To tell you about the last time I got a stiff one just by looking at a couple of tea kettles."
"Wait," Amusement is radiating off Jazz as he looks at Em. "Kitchenware gets you all hot and bothered?" He laughs. 'How did he manage to hide that?'
"No." Emmett speaks seriously. He grabs the dustpan and sweeps up the pile of paper bits. "But it never fails, anytime I look at those items I'm instantly hard. I can't figure out why that is. But it was not ideal when I was standing next to mom who was holding up two different tea kettles, trying to figure out which one to get." He dumps the contents of the dustpan in the trash can. "I randomly got hard and there was nothing I could do about it."
The way Emmett openly talks about this strange topic, would be odd for anyone else besides him. For him, this is completely normal.
In total disbelief I stop what I'm doing and blankly look at Em.
Jasper laughs as he picks up handfuls of condom packets, placing them in a grocery bag. I'm not sure if his laughter is from my expression of disbelief, or from Emmett's bluntness. But whatever it is has him laughing wildly like the Joker.
Neither the look on my face or Jazz's laughter phases Emmett. In his mind he believes he gave me some sound advice that will be very helpful to me. I'm not even sure if there was actually any advice in his story. Shaking my head, I rapidly pick up the reminding scraps of the piñata as my brothers do their part.
I try not to think about what Emmett said. After all, Carlisle had explained all about random hard-ons to me during our run through the forest. So I'm already aware that erections are usually uncontrollable and there's not much I will be able to do about it, other than adjust myself to make it less noticeable until it goes down when I'm in public. And apparently, I'll have random hard-ons to look forward to for a while. Especially, until my hormones settle down. Thankfully my father was much more informative than my brother was.
In no time at all the kitchen is clean. Ready to venture out of the kitchen Jasper hands me the grocery bag full of condoms and everything else, while Emmett grabs the giant green dildo. As much as I want to get out of the kitchen and go up to my room and listen to some music, there's something I need to ask. I have a feeling one of them might have an answer.
"Em, Jazz, there's something I need assistance with." I say, a bit unsure. Both of them look at me.
"What do you need?" Emmett asks.
'What has you all embarrassed?' Jasper silently wonders, raising an eyebrow.
Instead of asking my question out loud where my sisters could overhear, I rapidly open the kitchen drawer that's by the sink, where the stationary is kept. I grab a pen and pad of paper and jot down my question which is "How do I clean dry venom off of the ceiling?" I hand my note to Emmett and Jasper looks over his shoulder, both of them read it.
"The ceiling?" My brothers say in unison, both of their eyes are on me.
Emmett's words are impressed and so are his thoughts. Jasper is more entertained with this bit of information. Both of their thoughts make me feel embarrassed.
I nod my head in confirmation.
"Of course, I know what cleaning solution is best to remove venom." Emmett proudly announces. "After all, I know a thing or two about that." He brags.
Jasper agrees with a chuckle.
At once both of their minds are on cleaning products. Simultaneously both of them go over to the cupboard where our mother keeps the cleaning supplies. Emmett grabs the bottle of Goo Gone, which is almost empty, and Jasper grabs a full bottle of Pine Sol. Both of them hand me the cleaning supplies as I grab the roll of paper towels since it feels like it's something that's needed in this situation.
All at once the three of us troop out of the kitchen. Jasper and Emmett are first and I'm in back of them. While going up the stairs Alice comes bouncing down. She's as happy as can be and her mind is on Jasper, who she kisses as she passes by. For unknown reasons she's concentrating really hard on him, which she often does when she doesn't want me to know what she's thinking.
"Edward," Alice says with a bright smile. "You and I are going to the grocery store with Esme. We leave in half an hour."
"We are?" I ask, puzzled.
"Yes. Now, I'm going to go tell Esme." She says cheerfully, running down the stairs.
I look back at her. I know she's blocking her thoughts from me, that much is obvious. I'm just unsure why. I wonder what could be at the grocery store.
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