Break The Cycle

Sailor Magnet: I had a hard time contemplating if this would be incest or
not. Incest is defined as class=GramE>n : sexual intercourse between persons too closely related
to marry (as between a parent and a child).
So… Jamie… And Jamie… And Jamie… Is
like, himself and himself, as close as you can get to being related.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> So, yeah, I guess it would be.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> And that’s the short defining of it.

Warnings: Incest (Kinda), Underage, Slash, Threesome.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>

Disclaimer: …Do
I look like I own anything?

Break
The Cycle

Jamie
Madrox lay down on his bed with a sigh.
The twelve year old brunette was tired of everyone treating him like a
little kid. But at

the age of twelve, little was what he was.

Wasn't
it? Sometimes he just wished to be
older. He slowly peeled off his clothes,
messily discarding them. He didn't feel much for cleanliness at this
moment. Just tired, agitated, and
utterly... Well, annoyed. "I'm not
a little kid..." He whispered as he pulled on his pajama bottoms.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> It was too warm for the pajama top so he just
excluded it. But even so the bottoms
were too big, and as he tugged at them near the

bottom he huffed angrily at the large green from head embroidered
in stitches on the bottom of one jean.
Turning off the lights and flopping into bed,

he silently declared,

"Big
kids don't wear giant frog heads..."

He silently
agreed that he liked the frog though. It
was... Well, cute. Very cute.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> It was green.
It had big eyes. What more to ask
for?

Maybe except for to be older with someone holding him while
he sleeps? The thought struck kind of
hard, he never had imagined being held before,

just holding someone.
But he thought of someone holding him seemed... Nice.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Nestling himself deep into the covers he started
wondering what it

would feel like, being held by someone who loves him...style='mso-spacerun:yes'>

Then the aforementioned
thought of him being too young for anything came back to him.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>

"Well,
even so, I guess the only one I could love would be myself..."

And how
ironic that would be compared to later night activities.

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Jamie was
having a nightmare. He just couldn't
remember what it was about. It just
seemed... Black. Like nothing else.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Just everlasting

darkness that seemed to choke him.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> No mater what way you pictured it, the fact
is it still made him give out a short shrill scream and he fell off the

bed. Upon opening his
eyes, he noticed the only thing that was in the room lighting it was a
larger-then-normal night light. He rubbed his head and

stared in front of him-- Staring into him.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> The force created two other copies of him.

One of them
looked bored, and the other looked pensive.
'Maybe the copies are thinking by themselves now...' Jamie thought
absent-

mindedly.

"Well,
since we're up, want to talk for a while?"

A yes and a
no was what chorused out of the first mouth, then the second.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> He poked at the second one.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>

"Why
are you so nervous and paranoid?"

"I
dunno. Why are you acting so old?"

This kinda
struck something in Jamie. He wanted to
be older, not *old*. Jamie climbed back
up on his bed, leaving the two of his others to

bicker at each other as they pleased.

"Aww,"style='mso-spacerun:yes'> The first one declared.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> "He jus needs some *loooove*."style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Puzzled, Jamie looked over the bedside as the
first one attacked the

second copy with a giant hug-- And a... Kiss...?

"Wh...
Why did you just kiss me? I mean
him! I mean... Me!"

Jamie felt
something choking in his throat and he had to cough after the first copy let
go. Devilishly, the copy looked up at
Jamie. "Aww,

come on, you’ve been wishing for a first kiss for a while
now--"

He climbed
up on the bed and Jamie couldn't help but notice the second copy still looking dazed.
He stared at--Well-- himself in front of

himself, letting out a short yelp as he pinned him against
the bed.

"And
you were just saying that only you could love yourself... Well, I'm yourself, I
could love you."

Jamie's
eyes just bulged wider at the implications.
The second copy appeared on the other side of Jamie, his head just
peaking above

the bedside as he smiled.
Then Jamie realized-- These were both emotions he was actually feeling
right now. A need to be older—A need to
do something someoldeolder can do—And just his normal shy self, except a bit
more pensive then normal.

“So… Is
that the plan… I have to break the cycle?”

The ‘older’
Jamie grinned. After continuous
blinking, Jamie finally declared, “You must be happy.”

And then after,
feeling an erection against his leg, “You must be *very* happy.” style='mso-spacerun:yes'>

The first
one smiled softer and bent down slowly, kissing Jamie.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> As the other tongue pried his lips open Jamie
moaned at the sensual tongue movement.
Then he gasped and arched his back as he felt a mouth pressing against
his chest. Looking over and desperately
trying to keep up with the first copy he saw the second was lightly using his
tongue to move in small, round circles on Jamie’s chest.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> The one who was so slowly torturing his mouth
moved away from him for a second, and grabbed the waist band of Jamie’s pants. style='mso-spacerun:yes'>

He pulled
them nearly off, before he started pulling off his own.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> The shyer copy was moving up from his chest
and was now slowly sucking on Jamie’s neck.
One of Jamie’s hands reached up and pressed the copy’s head against his
neck. He looked up at the more
rambunctious multiple who was now rubbing himself sensually against Jamie.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>

The small
boy just couldn’t take it anymore. “P…Please…class=GramE>” he whispered.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> And yet he did start.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> He started spreading Jamie’s legs slowly, a
probing finger massaging his entrance.
Jamie’s erection was throbbing, as while the first copy prepared him the
second one moved off his neck and scuttled down near Jamie’s erection and Jamie
sat up with a start as he engulfed the organ in his mouth, swirling his tongue
around it, pulling away for a second teasing Jamie and moving back. He couldn’t
help but gripping the brown hair of his multiple and stimulating himself
further. He let out a short scream as
the first slowly entered into Jamie.

He should’ve
been glad for the soundproof walls, but the double simulation kept him busy.

He twisted
slowly as he watched the first moving in and out of him mercilessly, and the
thing that got him most was watching the shyer one’s head withering and twisting
around his penis, style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Soon he was moaning loudly in the throes of
passion, flinging his body back and panting as his wandering arms moved up
around his chest, flicking around his nipples and got off even more that he was
getting off at that.

He was
almost to the point of screaming, when he came inside the second’s mouth and
the first came inside him. Jamie was
sweating and panting, out of breath. He
smiled softly and asked, “Does this mean I'm grown up?”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> He waited for an answer, but none came.

Sitting up
carefully he looked around. The two
copies were… Gone?

‘I must
have been too exhausted…’ Jamie thought sadly.
Pressing a hand to his racing heart, he noticed something.

“I guess I'm
just too much in a hurry to grow up… It
would be ice to be older…. Get to do *this* a lot… But... I'm not mentally ready
yet I guess…”

The young
boy sighed and flipped over on his side.
He made a note to not go to school tomorrow.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> And inside he knew those two copies who could
think and act on their own should most likely not come out again—

But he
found himself wishing for the next time he had a nightmare and fell out of bed
as he slowly fell asleep. style='mso-spacerun:yes'>