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kat8chaTitle: have to be carefully taught
Author: Kat8
Fandom: DCAU Young Justice
Pairing: Aqualad/Superboy
Rating: T for Teen
Summary: Superboy thinks about Aqualad and touches himself.
Warnings: PWP, underage? (since he's like, 3 months old...)
The GeGnomes had taught Superboy a lot about the world, but they hadn't prepared him for the real world at all. It was like that first sight of the moon, Superboy's breath had caught at the sight of Superman flying towards him. And then of course he had not quite been able to control his reaction to Superman's obvious rejection. Cadmus had taught Superboy that he was Superman's replacement, should he fall. There had been more too, but Superboy was pretty sure that was the part of Cadmus' programming that Kid Flash, Robin, and Aqualad thought he should fight against.
Deciding between what was 'right' and what was 'wrong' was… difficult for Superboy. He knew the actions of Cadmus had been 'wrong' but they had raised him, and the direction that Guardian appeared to be taking Cadmus in seemed 'right'. Superboy knew it was 'right' for him to work with Robin, Kid Flash, Aqualad, Miss Martian, and Artemis, but he was not sure it was 'wrong' that he occasionally visited Cadmus to talk to Dubbilex and Guardian. He was sure he was 'wrong' because Superman, who was 'right' reacted so… badly whenever he had to deal with Superboy face to face.
What Superboy was doing now he was pretty sure was 'wrong'.
The GeGnomes had barely touched on the teachings of 'human reproduction' when he was awakened. He knew the basics (penis, vagina, sperm, womb, conception) and he had picked up a little more from Kid Flash's video collection. What Superboy was engaging in was 'masturbation' which the GeGnomes really hadn't talked about at all. It wasn't something Superboy (project KR, the weapon) had been created for.
It was all about pleasure.
Superboy closed his eyes and pretended that his room in Young Justice's headquarters wasn't being monitored. He knew it was. Batman was probably watching. Or maybe he asked Robin too?
Superboy shook that thought out of his head. Robin was… different. Funny, odd, sharp and fluid in his movements. He was nothing like the robins that the GeGnomes had shown Superboy and his movements weren't like a bat's either. Superboy was not sure what Robin moved like, but it was not something that he should think about while masturbating. Especially not if the teenager's mentor would be watching. Batman… was fierce.
Superboy knew, somehow, that one fantasized while touching oneself, but he did not have much of an imagination. Or more like, he did not have much experience to draw on. It was hard to come up with an idea that could keep him going which was frustrating. It chafed slightly as well. Maybe you were supposed to masturbate in the shower? Water would probably help…
Superboy wondered if Aqualad masturbated. It was that thought that caused his penis to twitch and a rush of hormones to cause tingles through his sensory system. Aqualad? Superboy thought about the sound of Aqualad's quite, assured voice, the way Aqualad said his name that first time 'Superboy' and the way he had said Superboy's name just that day. There was a faint breathiness to his voice, and a definite huskiness. It was a nice voice.
Superboy curled forward slightly as his breath hitched and his imagination, which had apparently just been waiting for the right impetus, kicked into overtime. What would Aqualad look like without his clothes? He had those tattoos. Did they end at his shoulders or spread down his back? Would they glow? Could Aqualad use hard water to… Superboy is not really sure. To do something. To play with himself? Perhaps he could form some sort of tunnel… Superboy slicked pre-come over his penis, it made the masturbation chafe less. Would Aqualad do that? No, he was too serious.
Maybe he had a girlfriend?
Superboy's mind shied away from that idea. He knew, he had learned, that homosexuality was a minority of the population. He knew, vaguely, of the Kinsey scale. He had also been taught that while, as a hero, he should not disapprove of homosexuality he should also not approve of it. But what was really homosexuality? Men having sex with men. Did what Superboy was doing count?
Would Aqualad kiss him? Aqualad had been the first person Superboy had touched, really touched, not just hit or dragged. Though he had been the first person Superboy had hit too. But no, he had been the first person Superboy had… held. Superboy could still remember the way it had felt to wrap his arm around Aqualad's waist, and he could still feel the exhilarating sensation of flight…
Superboy shuddered and then peeled back the sheet a bit to peer down. He had… orgasmed. There was semen all over his hand and he felt… he felt tired now. Was taking a nap after masturbation alright? He was not sure.
Maybe he should ask Aqualad.
Superboy wiped his hand off under the sheets and pulled his pajama pants back into place. He was definitely lethargic now and felt the need to take a nap in the sun. It was night outside, though, and Superboy was not supposed to leave the compound after dark. (Security issues said Batman, Superboy knew it just meant yet another cage.) Superboy liked the sun, feeling it on his skin was different than the suit he had worn in Cadmus. Maybe he could convince Aqualad to go somewhere sunny with him. Somewhere sunny with lots of water.
Hawaii had a lot of both, right? Sun, water, and there would be women around. Superboy smiled slightly as he began to drift off to sleep. With women in bikinis (why the GeGnomes had felt to drop that mental image into his brain he could not tell you) around it would be an acceptable time to ask questions about human procreation, right? Even if Aqualad was Atlantean. Atlanteans couldn't be that much different, could they? They looked similar to humans, just like Kryptonians did.
Well, except for the fact that Atlanteans had webbed fingers, toes, and gills. Maybe that was just Aqualad though, Aquaman didn't seem to have any…
Superboy's smile widened as he thought about Aqualad's webbed fingers and he slipped off to sleep.
Author: Kat8
Fandom: DCAU Young Justice
Pairing: Aqualad/Superboy
Rating: T for Teen
Summary: Superboy thinks about Aqualad and touches himself.
Warnings: PWP, underage? (since he's like, 3 months old...)
The GeGnomes had taught Superboy a lot about the world, but they hadn't prepared him for the real world at all. It was like that first sight of the moon, Superboy's breath had caught at the sight of Superman flying towards him. And then of course he had not quite been able to control his reaction to Superman's obvious rejection. Cadmus had taught Superboy that he was Superman's replacement, should he fall. There had been more too, but Superboy was pretty sure that was the part of Cadmus' programming that Kid Flash, Robin, and Aqualad thought he should fight against.
Deciding between what was 'right' and what was 'wrong' was… difficult for Superboy. He knew the actions of Cadmus had been 'wrong' but they had raised him, and the direction that Guardian appeared to be taking Cadmus in seemed 'right'. Superboy knew it was 'right' for him to work with Robin, Kid Flash, Aqualad, Miss Martian, and Artemis, but he was not sure it was 'wrong' that he occasionally visited Cadmus to talk to Dubbilex and Guardian. He was sure he was 'wrong' because Superman, who was 'right' reacted so… badly whenever he had to deal with Superboy face to face.
What Superboy was doing now he was pretty sure was 'wrong'.
The GeGnomes had barely touched on the teachings of 'human reproduction' when he was awakened. He knew the basics (penis, vagina, sperm, womb, conception) and he had picked up a little more from Kid Flash's video collection. What Superboy was engaging in was 'masturbation' which the GeGnomes really hadn't talked about at all. It wasn't something Superboy (project KR, the weapon) had been created for.
It was all about pleasure.
Superboy closed his eyes and pretended that his room in Young Justice's headquarters wasn't being monitored. He knew it was. Batman was probably watching. Or maybe he asked Robin too?
Superboy shook that thought out of his head. Robin was… different. Funny, odd, sharp and fluid in his movements. He was nothing like the robins that the GeGnomes had shown Superboy and his movements weren't like a bat's either. Superboy was not sure what Robin moved like, but it was not something that he should think about while masturbating. Especially not if the teenager's mentor would be watching. Batman… was fierce.
Superboy knew, somehow, that one fantasized while touching oneself, but he did not have much of an imagination. Or more like, he did not have much experience to draw on. It was hard to come up with an idea that could keep him going which was frustrating. It chafed slightly as well. Maybe you were supposed to masturbate in the shower? Water would probably help…
Superboy wondered if Aqualad masturbated. It was that thought that caused his penis to twitch and a rush of hormones to cause tingles through his sensory system. Aqualad? Superboy thought about the sound of Aqualad's quite, assured voice, the way Aqualad said his name that first time 'Superboy' and the way he had said Superboy's name just that day. There was a faint breathiness to his voice, and a definite huskiness. It was a nice voice.
Superboy curled forward slightly as his breath hitched and his imagination, which had apparently just been waiting for the right impetus, kicked into overtime. What would Aqualad look like without his clothes? He had those tattoos. Did they end at his shoulders or spread down his back? Would they glow? Could Aqualad use hard water to… Superboy is not really sure. To do something. To play with himself? Perhaps he could form some sort of tunnel… Superboy slicked pre-come over his penis, it made the masturbation chafe less. Would Aqualad do that? No, he was too serious.
Maybe he had a girlfriend?
Superboy's mind shied away from that idea. He knew, he had learned, that homosexuality was a minority of the population. He knew, vaguely, of the Kinsey scale. He had also been taught that while, as a hero, he should not disapprove of homosexuality he should also not approve of it. But what was really homosexuality? Men having sex with men. Did what Superboy was doing count?
Would Aqualad kiss him? Aqualad had been the first person Superboy had touched, really touched, not just hit or dragged. Though he had been the first person Superboy had hit too. But no, he had been the first person Superboy had… held. Superboy could still remember the way it had felt to wrap his arm around Aqualad's waist, and he could still feel the exhilarating sensation of flight…
Superboy shuddered and then peeled back the sheet a bit to peer down. He had… orgasmed. There was semen all over his hand and he felt… he felt tired now. Was taking a nap after masturbation alright? He was not sure.
Maybe he should ask Aqualad.
Superboy wiped his hand off under the sheets and pulled his pajama pants back into place. He was definitely lethargic now and felt the need to take a nap in the sun. It was night outside, though, and Superboy was not supposed to leave the compound after dark. (Security issues said Batman, Superboy knew it just meant yet another cage.) Superboy liked the sun, feeling it on his skin was different than the suit he had worn in Cadmus. Maybe he could convince Aqualad to go somewhere sunny with him. Somewhere sunny with lots of water.
Hawaii had a lot of both, right? Sun, water, and there would be women around. Superboy smiled slightly as he began to drift off to sleep. With women in bikinis (why the GeGnomes had felt to drop that mental image into his brain he could not tell you) around it would be an acceptable time to ask questions about human procreation, right? Even if Aqualad was Atlantean. Atlanteans couldn't be that much different, could they? They looked similar to humans, just like Kryptonians did.
Well, except for the fact that Atlanteans had webbed fingers, toes, and gills. Maybe that was just Aqualad though, Aquaman didn't seem to have any…
Superboy's smile widened as he thought about Aqualad's webbed fingers and he slipped off to sleep.
