Sunsets and Car Crashes

"Is there?" Cal asked curiously. "I mean, that....doesn't really make sense to me. I don't know. I feel really uninformed right now." His mom had, of course, thoroughly given him the talk from a medical point of view, but it was all about girls, a bunch of parts he didn't have and didn't really want to bother with.

"It's not tricky. Dick goes in asshole," Will said, trying to sound matter-of-fact. "The thing is, it takes getting used to... and I'll be honest, the first time, it hurts when it goes in, because you're tight, and there's this big ol' dick being stuck up your ass." Will suspected he was getting a bit too graphic, but if Cal wanted to be informed... "Going too quickly right away hurts like hell."

Cal did his best to control his auto-cringe setting with Will talking so bluntly about things. "I'm suddenly...really glad I already made it clear that was not on the menu today. But I guess that all makes sense. Now would be the time to tell me if you're like a freak of nature in the penis department." Surprisingly, even though he wasn't ready to be throwing words around like Will did, his words came out more light and joking than he would've ever been capable of before.

"Definitely no sex today," Will said firmly. "There's no way in hell you're ready for that. After all, you haven't even seen down there yet... In terms of warnings, I'm large. Not freak of nature, but... definitely not small."

"I don't think I would've complained about small. I don't really have a lot to compare to but myself. And wow, now I'm feeling self-conscious." With all the worries about his other shortcomings, Cal hadn't had time to worry that he'd literally come up short.

Will laughed. "Trust me, Cal, you've got nothing to worry about in that department. Your hands and feet are big, so I can almost guarantee your dick is, too."

Cal wasn't used to being so aware of his own body as he was at the moment. It was awkward to hear Will predicting things about him that he should really know himself, and it was even stranger to think that sooner than not he really would know. "I think talking about this is probably making it worse," he admitted. "I have this feeling you should just lay me out somewhere and kiss me until I stop trying to find things to worry about."

"Oh, I can definitely do that," Will said, grinning. They turned down a hallway and Will gave the Fat Lady the password. From there, they went up to Will's room. After Will checked to make sure no one was in there, he ushered Cal in and put a tie on the door.

"So," Will said, "This is my room." He walked over to one of the four-post beds in the dormitory. "And this is my bed."

Cal followed Will since he had no concept of where he really was, and then there they were. The dorm appeared to be empty, like Will has said. "It's...surprisingly similar to mine. Minus the colors." Which wasn't exactly important, but it was easier to make small talk than to focus on the task at hand. "Is it, uh, comfortable?"

Will grinned and laid down on his bed. "I dunno, why don't you find out for yourself?"

Without letting himself hesitate, Cal crawled up on the bed. For a minute, he hovered over Will, thinking about kissing him from above like he'd been trying to manage when they were grappling outside. Instead, he settled on his side next to him, feeling his heart thumping like crazy and his thoughts race. "It's...yeah. Not bad." He licked his lips absently.

After Cal had settled in next to Will, Will kissed him, just like Cal had asked. Kissing was easy. Kissing relaxed Cal, and Will knew that Cal would need to be relaxed if any of the things that were running through Will's mind were actually going to happen.

Cal's heart was still trying pretty avidly to get out of his chest, but the kissing made the rest of his nerves ease up a little. It didn't take long for him to scoot closer and wrap one of his arms around Will; he'd always envied Will's muscles and it was fascinating to be able to feel them moving beneath his skin.

As Cal's arms wrapped around Will, his arms moved forward, sliding under Cal's shirt. With Cal's recent growth spurt, he was lean and tall, and Will loved the feel of the warm, smooth skin. Will was a bit annoyed by the shirt's presence, though. He broke the kiss. "Shirt off," he whispered softly but firmly in Cal's ear.

Cal nodded, shivering a bit from Will's breath against his ear. He pulled a way a little to pull his shirt up, doing his best to go slowly like a normal person. It made him so nervous that he sort of wanted to rip it off and throw it, but then he'd look like a total spaz. He eventually got it up over his head and just sort of let it fall beside him. "You too," he said breathlessly, because fair was fair.

Will removed his shirt quickly and efficiently, the movement seeming almost second-nature. With the offending garments gone, Will eased himself back down. He let his hands roam across Cal's chest, enjoying the feel of the skin, before leaning in and kissing, starting at Cal's neck and working upward slowly to behind Cal's ear.

Cal genuinely didn't want to close his eyes when he had Will right there, half-naked and perfectly okay with being ogled, but it was impossible to keep them open with Will working his mouth up to the spot behind his ear. He didn't mean to make the weak, shuddering noise that he did either, but he was pretty sure that Will wouldn't mind.

Since he couldn't focus enough to get an eyeful, Cal tugged Will closer with the intent of touching everything he wasn't able to see. Instead, he realized that it pressed the full length of their bodies together. That wasn't exactly new, but it felt different when there was so much bare skin involved. "You've been holding out on me," he complains, pulling Will up gently by the hair. "We could've been doing this for, like, weeks."

Will smirked slightly. "If I remember correctly, one of us had a very specific rule about his shirt remaining on. I was just following the rules."

"You should know better than to listen to me," Cal complained. "I literally have no idea what to expect from this, and you know I would've caved." In all honestly, Cal was glad they had built up to this part instead of jumping straight to it. It had been taking his body a long time to catch up with his mind on this whole subject, and it probably wouldn't have been half as good if they hadn't given it time.

"So," he mused, watching his hands move up and down Will's side just because he could, "what else am I missing?"

Will shook his head. "No. You would have caved, but it would have been a mistake." He knew that Cal needed the time. He knew that Cal needed to ease into it. That was just the way that Cal was. A month ago, Cal would never be taking the liberties he was now, running his hands along Will's skin without Will having to even tell him that it was what he was like. Cal had developed at least SOME instinct, which was more than he had when they started.

"Well, you're missing everything below the belt..."

Cal blushed fiercely and realized that now, with half his clothes off, Will could see the blush for as far as it traveled. His hands flexed and then froze where they were, just above Will's hips. "Is it..." he hesitated, not sure if he really wanted to give away as much as the question would. His curiosity won out, though. "Is it different from if you just....do it by yourself?"

Will raised an eyebrow. "Do you mean from the giving side or the receiving side? The basic motion's the same, it's just someone else's dick or someone else's hand." Will knew he should have been a bit surprised by Cal's question, but he wasn't. He was incredibly curious, though. "When'd you start jerking yourself off?"

"I didn't start," Cal said vehemently, his blush heating up even further. "It was only once. Well, t-twice but the first time was over sort of fast." He was suddenly missing his clothes, where he could've hid his face and not felt so humiliated. It shouldn't feel so awful to be called out on something that probably every guy he knew did.

"Only twice?" Will asked. "Well that's a bit of a disappointment." Still, it was more than most people would expect from Cal, and Will was almost proud of his boyfriend. He was growing up, and Will would have told him so if it didn't sound incredibly condescending.

"Well," Cal replied, trying to keep his voice even, "seemed k-kind of stupid to bother with when I knew you were going to end up doing it for me." He gave his best grin, hoping he could shift some control of the situation back to himself. It wouldn't do to look like a stuttering little boy, even if it was just Will.