Twisted Reality

Later that evening, Jake and Jinxx were cuddling on the loveseat in their living room while the younger couple did the same in the floor. Ash was just glad that he could finally hold his lover in his arms, and more importantly to his slightly submissive mind, be held by him without having to worry about hurting him as much. As an infant, he was worried if he so much as hugged him, he’d leave a bruise somewhere on him; now, although he still couldn’t be quite as rough with him as he was used to, he didn’t have to worry about that quite as much.

Andy seemed quite content leaning against him, his head resting right over his heart as if he were using it as a lullaby again. He was still a bit too small for the bassist to lean against and use as a pillow, given that he was too heavy and could stop him from breathing properly. The thing that counted was that they were able to cuddle as “normally” as possible, considering the circumstances.

It was still pretty early when the multi-instrumentalist decided that he was going to get started on dinner for everybody. He and his own lover were thinking it was a steak-and-taters kind of night, which suited the young frontman just fine. The teenage bassist, however, wasn’t really liking that idea because he wasn’t very fond of red meat; he tended to prefer poultry and seafood over such things. Suddenly remembering that fact about him, Jinxx promised to grill him some chicken instead, if he’d prefer that, and he couldn’t help the smile that graced his lips in response. He chuckled and shook his head as he disappeared into the kitchen, ready to get the meat out of the freezer to thaw while he got started on the other side dishes he was making.

Even though he trusted them not to go against the rules they’d laid down, Jake stayed in the living room with their “young” friends. He’d stayed primarily to continue watching the show they’d all been watching before Jinxx headed off to work his magick in the kitchen. Part of his subconscious might’ve been a bit worried Ash would try something, considering that he was a bit of a sex addict, but his conscious mind wasn’t worried in the least. Besides, they all knew that, in the body of a child or an adult, Andy could be quite forceful about getting his point across, especially when saying no.

“All right, guys. Dinner’s ready!” the multi-instrumentalist called out.

“Yum! Smells great, Jinxx!” Andy answered, jumping up and running to the table like he hadn’t eaten in a week. Considering that babies couldn’t eat as much and he’d done all that growing earlier, there was no doubt that he felt like he was starving.

“Yeah, it really does,” his teenage sweetheart agreed, following close behind him.

“I love it when you make steak and taters, sweetheart,” Jake said, leaning down for a kiss as he wrapped his arms around his waist. Being as sneaky as he could, he gently squeezed his ass while the others were piling their plates since he hadn’t been able to do much to him the past couple weeks.

“Jacob!” Jinxx gasped, his eyes widening. “Not in front of the children!”

Andy and Ash had both looked up at his gasp, but busted out laughing when they realized why.

“Not like I did anything that bad in front of them,” the guitarist defended himself as he gently smacked his arm, shrugging.

“Still. Don’t be giving them any ideas,” his sweetheart scolded him.

“Yeah, Jake,” Ash piped up. “Not like we can do anything of the sort together, and that’s killing me enough as it is.”

“You’re practically a sex addict though, Ashley,” Jake said. “You can’t seem to go more than a day without sex.”

“And how do you think the past couple weeks have been for me, if that’s the case?”

“Eh, he’s got a point, Jake,” Andy agreed. “I mean, we’ve been adults the whole time, mentally speaking. Of course we’ve wanted to do that, but we haven’t had the physical ability to. You and Jinxx chose not to for my sake, for which I thank you since I didn’t wanna hear it, but you still had the physical ability to.”

“True enough. And even if you had the physical ability to, I’m not sure it would be wise of you to try topping right now,” the guitarist conceded.

“And no matter how much either of you want to, we’re not letting Ash try topping right now,” Jinxx agreed. “Maybe if I can reverse the spell completely tomorrow, or at least slightly more for you, but not right now.”

“Thanks, Jinxx,” the young frontman said. “I don’t exactly feel like being torn.”

“Still might happen, though, once the spell’s fully reversed,” his sweetheart said once he’d swallowed a mouthful of his chicken. “Then again, our bodies might be exactly like they were before this mess. There’s just no way to tell right now.”

“That’s definitely true, Ash,” the multi-instrumentalist agreed. “If I could use my magick to get a definitive answer now, I would. Unfortunately, it’s still being built up after partially reversing the spell earlier.”

“Just the fact that you managed that much is enough for us for the moment,” the teenage bassist told him.

“Exactly, Jinxx. We know you did your best, and that you can help us even more some other time,” Andy agreed, nodding. “Just the fact that we don’t have to wear diapers and nighttime Pull-Ups, and I can talk again, is good enough for now.”

Ash blushed furiously at the memory of CC making him put on the nighttime Pull-Ups every night before he went to bed, especially when he crawled into bed with the hyper drummer. He knew it’d been for his own good, considering that it was made obvious pretty early on that he didn’t quite have the control of an adult while in a child’s body.

Once they’d finished dinner, the multi-instrumentalist ran them off so he and Jake could take care of cleaning up and loading the dishwasher. They both agreed, Andy saying that he wanted a shower while his sweetheart agreed to park himself on the couch if he was allowed to stay any later. With the pint-sized frontman out of the room, the “older” couple told Ash they didn’t mind him spending the night, so long as he let CC know and stayed on the couch. They doubted he’d try anything with his lover still being a child physically, but they wanted to be damn sure he didn’t, or they wouldn’t have told him such a thing.

More than agreeable since it meant he got to stay closer to his lover, the teenage bassist quickly shot off a text to the drummer to let him know what the plan was. Being a bit skeptical, CC called the multi-instrumentalist to confirm what’d been said, and once he did, he had no problems with it. It wasn’t like he could get into too much trouble with sensible people like Jake and Jinxx around, and he knew it. Those things done, he headed down to his car to run home for some pajamas since he hadn’t expected to be allowed to stay over.

“Call or text one of us when you’re on your way back so we know you’re safe,” Jinxx told him.

“I will. I might be in the body of a seventeen-year-old, but I still have the mind of a twenty-six-year-old,” he assured them. “I know how the streets of LA can be.”

“We just wanna be sure, Ash,” Jake said. “We know how wild you can be sometimes, and some of the stories you told us about when you first moved to LA can be a bit worrisome.”

“True enough,” the teenage bassist agreed. “I guess I deserved that.”

“Go ahead and get outta here,” the multi-instrumentalist said. “Hopefully you’ll be back before Andy gets outta the shower.”

“I’ll be back soon,” Ash promised, heading out the front door.

“Mmm…it’s a shame they’d try to find us sooner or later,” the guitarist purred in the slightly younger man’s ear. “We never told them we soundproofed our room.”

“I think they’d probably just assume we already went to bed if they didn’t hear anything,” Jinxx chuckled. “And I don’t mean for what you’re thinking.”

“Probably. But we should at least stay out here long enough to tell them good night and make sure the front door gets locked,” he said.

Shaking his head, Jinxx sat down on the couch to cuddle up against him, finally glad that their friends were, for the most part, back to normal. He sighed softly as he rested his head against his lover’s chest, the guitarist wrapping his arms around him to pull him that much closer. Jake whispered sweet nothings in his ear as he gently rubbed his arm, trying to keep him awake, but not arouse him too much before they had a chance to go back to their bedroom for the night.

It wasn’t long before Andy came back down the hall in a pair of too-short pajama pants covered in Hello Kitty, leftovers of Ash’s time spent in a seven-year-old’s body since he really had nothing else to wear. He curled up on the loveseat like he did any time he was reading or watching TV, something that obviously hadn’t changed, and focused his attention on The Dark Knight, which they’d put in just for him.

As they all sat there watching the movie, Jake discreetly teasing his sweetheart to get him worked up, they waited patiently for the teenage bassist to return. Only about half an hour after his departure, he walked back through the front door, which he kicked shut and dropped his overnight bag beside. He let his lover think he’d stepped out to make a phone call to his grandparents or something, which he still needed to do the next day, rather than go get pajamas so he could spend the night. When Andy noticed him in the living room with them, he scooted over to make room for Ash, who immediately cuddled him close.

The “younger” couple cuddled on the loveseat until the young frontman fell asleep watching one of his favorite movies, at which point his sweetheart gently picked them up. Jinxx quietly led him down the hall to the guest room, where he gently laid him down and tucked him into bed. Andy woke up enough to beg him to lay there and cuddle with him for a few minutes, and the teenage bassist looked to their friend for permission. Knowing the former was too sleepy for anything sexual and that the latter wouldn’t do anything when he was like that, he nodded before leaving the room. With a smile on his face, he headed to his and Jake’s room for some fun before sleep, leaving the others to cuddle until Ash headed for the couch so he could get some rest himself.



The next morning when Andy awoke, he was relieved to find that, although he still wasn’t back to “normal”, he was no longer in the body of an infant. He might not like being trapped in the body of a ten-year-old much more than that, but at least he could do most things on his own and not have to wear a diaper. A soft sigh of relief escaped his lips as those facts registered in his brain, which was still half asleep.

As was common when in the body of a nineteen-year-old, he’d woken up with a problem all too familiar to men: morning wood. Since it was obvious that he was still able to pop boners, even if they weren’t as big as he was accustomed to, the young frontman decided to see if he actually had the physical ability to get off. Mentally, he needed the rush that either an awesome orgasm or performing on stage gave him, and since he couldn’t perform at the moment, he decided to try the former. There was only one way to know if he could or not, and he hoped he’d be able to get off.

With a touch as gentle as he was used to using on his beloved Ashes when it’d been a while, he wrapped his hand around himself and began to stroke. His breath caught in his throat at the sensation, one he hadn’t been able to experience in at least three weeks. Between his body being more sensitive due to being younger and it having to wait so long since the last time he’d been sexually active, Andy found himself struggling not to scream. The only reason he didn’t was because he knew that Jake and Jinxx were on the other side of the wall and would likely hear him. Being a vocalist had its advantages, but when one wanted nothing more than to be quiet, it certainly had its disadvantages, too.

It wasn’t long before his heightened sensitivity allowed him to reach the edge of that figurative cliff that he wanted so badly to tumble off of. He gave himself one last good squeeze as he stroked from base to tip, his hand moving so fast it was a blur, before he got his wish. His body tensed up the same way he remembered it doing and he had to hold his pillow to his face to muffle his cry. Moments later, he collapsed against the bed, his hand falling away from his member as bliss took over his mind.

KNOCK KNOCK! “You okay in there, Andy?”

Startled, he gasped as he uncovered his face and tried to place the voice. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

“You sure?” The door cracked open, and he saw his sweetheart peek around it. “I heard you screaming.”

“I’m fine, Ashes,” he insisted, glad he’d covered up with the sheet. “In fact, I’m better than fine.”

The teenage bassist’s eyes widened as he realized what he meant. “I wish I could’ve joined you.”

“I know you do. I wasn’t even sure I’d be able to get off,” Andy said sheepishly, a light blush covering his cheeks.

“Well, at least now we know you can.” His sweetheart sat down on the edge of the bed. “I doubt Jake and Jinxx will let you top right now, though.”

“It’s not really so much me topping as you topping that they’re worried about,” the young frontman said.

Ash cocked a brow at him in curiosity and confusion.

“Well, think about it. I’m not quite as big as you’re used to; that being said, I wouldn’t be surprised if it didn’t feet quite right to you,” he explained. “I think it’d be easy for you to get bored with me topping in our current conditions and wanna top yourself.”

“And you’re all worried that I could hurt you really bad, whether I meant to or not, because I’m obviously more well-endowed than you at the moment,” he said, enlightenment dawning in his eyes.

“Exactly. I mean, you’re pretty well-endowed under ‘normal’ circumstances; at the moment, it’d probably be too much for me to handle,” Andy agreed sadly.

“It’s okay, Batman,” the teenage bassist assured him, wrapping his arms around his shoulders. “Neither of us can help what happened; only the jackass who did this to us can. And Jinxx is gonna try everything he can to finish reversing the spell as soon as he feels up to it, magickally speaking, and you know that just as well as I do.”

“I still wanna be my old self again,” he said, trying not to cry. “Why’d this have to happen to us? It’s not fucking fair!”

Unsure of what to say to him since he knew “Well, hun, life isn’t always fair” would probably be too harsh, Ash kept his mouth shut and tightened his hug. He held the little boy tightly to him, gently rocking him back and forth as he soothed him, uncaring of the fact that he was covered in his own cum. Soft melodies floated from his throat as he hummed, but a sudden vision and voice in his head caused him to cease his humming and all motion of his body, as well.

In his mind’s eye, the teenage bassist saw the face of a woman he’d only seen once, and had hoped and prayed he’d never seen again. The big-breasted, blonde bimbo who looked like she’d gotten into a war with a Crayola box and lost hadn’t respected his desire to be faithful to his lover. She’d come up to him one night after a show in San Diego, begging him to be her date to some awards show she was required to attend.

Even though he knew Andy wouldn’t have cared if he’d been her date to such a thing, so long as he kept it in his pants, he’d refused her pleas. He’d had to go so far as threatening to call the cops on her, even threaten to knock her out before security had a chance if she didn’t remove her hands from his person, something he wasn’t proud of by any means. Ash’d felt bad about having made such threats, considering that he and the guys didn’t stand for violence and bullying, but he couldn’t bring himself to be her date. Knowing he was in a relationship with the young vocalist, and a loving, faithful one at that, made him refuse.

“Ash? Hey, Outlaw! You okay?” The sound of his young lover’s slightly childlike voice pulled him from whatever trance he’d fallen into.

“Huh? What?” he asked, startled.

“I asked if you were okay,” Andy repeated, pulling back just enough to look at him. “You zoned out and looked like you were both terrified and horrified.”

Since he’d never told his lover what’d happened, he wasn’t sure he wanted to now.

“What’s wrong, Outlaw? You’ve never kept secrets from me before,” the little boy said.

“I think I know how we ended up like this,” the teenage bassist answered softly.

“How’s that?” he asked curiously.

“Remember how Jinxx said that someone who had a vendetta against one or both of us was who cast the de-aging spell on us?” Ash countered.

“Yeah, I remember that.” His lover looked at him crossly, clearly biting his tongue. “I’d like to be able to get my hands on them. They’d wish they’d never done it.”

“Well, I think I know who that person is,” he told him.

Shocked, Andy’s jaw fell open as he stared at his sweetheart, his eyes wide.

The teenage bassist proceeded to finally unload the secret he’d been hiding, telling him all about the woman who’d approached him for a date to an awards ceremony. He barely remembered that her name was Kina, but that was a trivial matter in comparison. Because he’d unknowingly turned down a powerful witch, one who obviously wasn’t scared to use dark magick, in favor of staying faithful to his lover, Ash had opened a whole other can of worms. He’d inadvertently caused them to become children because he’d done what his heart screamed was right and pissed the woman off, but why she’d gotten so pissed over it, he didn’t know. It was still a mystery to him, but at least he now had another piece of the puzzle.

“We’ve gotta tell this to Jinxx,” Andy said, immediately jumping up so he could clean himself up and get dressed.

“Think it’ll help him figure out how to finish reversing the spell?” he asked, sounding curious and worried.

“Yeah, I do.” The little boy squeezed himself into the too-small jeans from yesterday, then yanked a shirt over his head. “And Outlaw…I’m proud of you for choosing fidelity over that slut.”

“Th-thanks, Batman,” the teenage bassist stuttered, caught off guard.

“What’s with the stutter?” He cocked a brow at him as he ran a brush through his hair.

“Sorry. You just caught me off guard with that,” Ash admitted, blushing. “I mean, I wasn’t one for fidelity before we got together; with what’s going on, I didn’t expect you to give me such a compliment. Not right now, anyway.”

“Outlaw, I’m always going to compliment you as soon as I notice something worth complimenting,” he told him. “The fact that you chose me, the one you love, over some slut who clearly didn’t want you for anything other than your looks, says a lot.”

That caused his sweetheart to blush even more furiously as they bounded out the door of the guest room and off to find their friends.

Notes

Sorry I've been non-existent for a while, guys. The Net at my house was out for over a week, give or take, so I haven't been able to update, even if I wanted to.