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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      The_Maccabees
  Relationship:
      Felix/Hugo, Hugo/Will, Felix/Hugo/Will
  Additional Tags:
      incest_(explicit)
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-03-04 Words: 2531
****** William Powers - I'll see you when you're older ******
by giventothewhite_(FYWC)
Summary
     A William Powers songfic. William has important life lessons to
     learn. Lessons about love, lust and love-fuelled lust.
Notes
     Warnings: incest (explicit)
 William White had learnt some of the most important lessons of life at a quite
young age.
The first thing he learnt was that there is love. Different kinds of love.
His mum and dad adored their youngest son to pieces and made sure he always
knew that. They also made sure that everyone knew that they loved each other by
exchanging countless kisses, embraces and loving smiles.
Will also grew up being loved by his older brothers Hugo and Felix, who never
excluded their little one and always treated him like their little prince.
Protected and loved, William grew up in the bosom of the family and felt
confident about whatever lessons life had waiting for him. He was content with
his little world and when he was fifteen life had new important lesson for the
boy.
William learnt that there is also lust. Different kinds of lust.
Suddenly there was the tingly sensation in his guts when he touched himself. He
wanted to find out where he had to touch himself to make it feel as good as
possible and how he could tease himself. It felt like he was given a whole new
body that he could explore in the darkness of his room at night.
The new-found pleasure soon took over his mind and more than often he caught
himself wondering (sometimes even in school!) what it would be like if someone
else touched him there.
This was what the different kind of lust was about. His mate Joel, whom William
had known for ages, had suddenly developed the bothersome habit to openly
fantasize about women’s body parts in a vulgar way that William found
absolutely disgusting. He was sick of those “nice tits, hun”s and “look at
thatbum, Will!”s . Of course he had noticed other girls’ bodies. Lisa had
really pretty ice-blue eyes and Cathy looked stunning with her new short hair.
But he would never say such disrespectful things and kept quiet whenever Joel
was going on about “that fine piece of arse”. William preferred to keep his
pleasures to himself.
Until the night he accidentally learnt that he wasn’t the only one who enjoyed
touching himself. He had been lying awake in his bed, not being able to sleep,
before he finally gave in and got up to seek comfort from his brothers as he
had done so many times before. Quietly he snuck into Hugo’s room to not wake
the older one. William was already through the door when he realised that Hugo
wasn’t even asleep and in fact more than awake. Hugo was breathing heavily and
his hair would stick to his sweaty forehead. What caught William’s attention
the most was the obvious tent of the duvet just over his brother’s crotch area
and the shape of his hand moving frantically under the blanket. Will had frozen
but running away would have been pointless as Hugo had already discovered his
little brother. “Oh god, Will …,” the older one groaned with frustration and
pulled his hand out of his pyjamas to glare at him. William was shocked by the
haze of lust in his brother’s eyes that were piercing right through him. He
quickly turned around and ran back to his room, where he hid under his blanket
now more awake than ever. The image of Hugo lying in his bed with a flushed
face and those killer lust-filled eyes while his hand was doing those
suspicious movements that Will knew oh so well. William was sure he hadn’t
exactly wished for it but suddenly he could feel himself growing hard because
of those images. He managed to resist for a few minutes before he gave in and
starting touching himself. While he was stroking his erection teasingly slowly
his mind would wander back to this brother and the boy wondered if Hugo was
doing the same thing right now. The thought of that brought William faster over
the edge than ever before and he learnt life’s next lesson.
He learnt that next to love and lust there is also love-fuelled lust.
It was as if the night he’d walked into Hugo masturbating had opened his eyes
to a whole new world. He started to notice things. Little things like his
brothers’ agile fingers (William had always been amazed at how they did
everything left-handed, a trait he didn’t share with them), the softness of
Felix’s messy curls he loved to ruffle or how Hugo would shiver when you
whispered in his ear.
And other little things, like Hugo loving to take his time in the shower, like
Felix and Hugo being all anxious when their parents went out and the meaningful
glances his brothers shot each other over the dinner table. William had turned
seventeen a while ago and he wasn’t thatnaïve anymore.
His looks didn’t go unnoticed by his brothers, who were always so careful at
observing their environment. When they realised their youngest brother kept
staring back and didn’t look away when Felix rested his hand a little longer
than necessary on Hugo’s thigh they slowly began to change their behaviour on
two levels. Again it started out with the small, casual things. Sometimes Felix
would gently put a daring streak of William’s hair back behind his ear and
stroke the soft skin of his youngest brother’s face in the process. Other times
Hugo would give his brother a small back massage when William was stressed from
taking his A levels. Of course William had never forgotten what he had
witnessed that night and Hugo’s hands touching his body like this made him feel
that tingly feeling again.
Something else changed. There were times when the three brothers were on their
own and maybe watching the telly together and Felix would just lean in and
nibble on the skin of Hugo’s neck like it was the most normal thing in the
world. Or Hugo would just crawl into Felix’s lap and let his older brother
caressingly stroke the small bit of exposed skin between Hugo’s t-shirt and the
seam of his trousers. One time they were doing the washing up together and Hugo
kept splashing water against the oldest son until Felix turned around to push
Hugo against the sink to playfully press a kiss on his lips and Hugo biting
Felix’s lip in return right in front of William’s eyes, revealing a new lesson.
Now William knew about the little thing called trust and that he must not break
it for anything in the world. He had long stopped talking to Joel or thinking
about girls like Lisa and Cathy. But only now he began to realise what it
really meant for him, Felix and Hugo permitting him entrance to their world of
love; how he had to forsake all others but them. And of course that also meant
lying to their parents.
His brothers never pressured him with anything but William found it hard enough
like this. When Felix first kissed him on the lips, he responded to the kiss by
instinct but when their lips parted again and he saw Felix’s red and swollen
ones, knowing that this was his doing, he panicked and ran away to his room. He
crawled into his bed and almost cried because of the chaotic waves of
confusion, love and curiosity playing with him. He could still taste Felix on
his lips and it was the best thing he had ever experienced, yet it left him
restless and disorientated.
This day William learnt that there are storms, storms he had to brave. After
that a lot of things got easier. He could enjoy kissing his brothers without
worrying too much and this resulted in the three brothers taking their
relationship to a new level. William, who now wasn’t a boy anymore, would never
forget the night Hugo’s hands, the hands he had dreamt about for so long,
touched his body everywhere and how quickly he had fallen apart under his
brother’s skilled touch until he was reduced to a shivering and begging mess.
When Hugo finally showed mercy and used his mouth to release William from his
pressure the youngest brother understood why all this was worth the trouble.
Sometimes he would still feel those daunting storms inside of him but he had
had learnt that there were things he had to do in turn for the things he was
experiencing with his brothers. Every day he reminded himself that he mustn’t
break, for the sake of them all, and that he really had to forsake all others
but them. But he always came to the conclusion that it was worth it.
He learnt that the intimacy and love he shared with Felix and Hugo was worth
every price in the world and he gladly paid it.
Just when William had finally fully found himself happy with their situation
life had a new lesson for him.
“Will! Will, listen to me!,” Felix shook his younger brother’s shoulders but
William could barely hear him over his own sobbing or see him through his tear-
filled eyes.
“Will! For god’s sake! Listen for moment! This is not the end! We’re only
moving to Brighton to finally get the band going!,” Felix tried to talk sense
into the hysterically crying man who suddenly was a boy again. Hugo just stood
behind Felix, with an emotionless expression.
“You are leaving me! Why can’t I come with you?,” William sobbed like a baby.
He didn’t care. Felix sighed.
“One day, Will, one day … Now you need to stay here and take care of Dad, okay?
He needs you, do you understand?! And please don’t visit us for a while, we are
living with Orlando and need to sort some things out first.” Felix had now
switched his tactic and went from shaking William to tightly embracing him.
“But don’t you love me?,“ William screamed and dug his fingers into the flesh
of Felix’s back as if he could hold him there forever if he just tried hard
enough. Felix pressed one last kiss on William’s salty lips.
“It’s not forever, Will! I’ll see you when you’re older, when we’re older …,”
Felix sighed and stepped away so Hugo could have his turn at saying goodbye.
But William desperately tried not to let go of Felix and scratched his
brother’s arms, in the process leaving angry red lines on his skin. Finally
Felix managed to tear himself away and Hugo embraced his younger brother.
William attacked Hugo’s lips forcefully and they shared one last desperate
kiss.
“When we’re older …,” Hugo whispered one last time before they left William in
London for their new life with the band.
“I’ll see you when we’re older,” a shaky voice breathed into the silence of the
room.
After William had learnt about the bright sides of love, he now had to learn
about the painful ones as he was swallowed by a deep darkness. His life turned
into a black and white film but he was only a spectator, he didn’t really feel
like it was him living his life. So William started to spend all his time
taking care of their father and learning to play all kinds of instruments as
music was the only light in his life. But then there were the times where he
felt like even music couldn’t save him no more and his memories of that
nightreturned. William didn’t remember everything. He remembered strong arms
holding him and when he closed his eyes he could hear a voice singing “We’ll
see you when you’re older …”in the shadows. He desperately wanted the voice to
stop repeating the promise his brothers gave him. He wanted to stop believing
in all the nonsense in the dark and grow older.
So he started a band with some friends from school. He was sick of life
teaching him lessons. He wanted to prove himself. The band never really got
successful, not like his brothers’ band, but that wasn’t the point. When they
got booked to play at a beach party in Brighton and his brothers stood there
next to the DJ booth, observing him like they always had done, William realised
that he had learnt another lesson. He had fought and he had gotten his brothers
back. They celebrated their reunion with a spectacular night in their flat.
Waking up the next morning, naked and squeezed into Felix and Hugo’s double bed
they knew they couldn’t go without each other again. The next day Talk Taxis
were booked to support The Maccabees on their headline tour through England.
William enjoyed the bitter-sweet learning of having to work for something you
can’t live without. They had to bend and stretch as The Maccabees grew more and
more successful in the UK and Hugo and Felix were rarely at home anymore.
Sometimes Will would drive to cities they were playing that night, other times
they would ditch band practice to spend a day in bed with their youngest one.
It was never easy, all the time having to explain why they spent so much time
with William, but they always remembered what was at stake and that they could
never bear to break their relationship again. William remembered how he had
sworn to himself to not break for his brothers and to forsake all others but
them. As a result Talk Taxis broke up. From time to time he would go on tour
with other bands when his brothers were touring somewhere he couldn’t follow
them. The goodbyes, even for those limited times, were never easy but the
brothers started a ritual they would always do before parting that would remind
them that no matter how much distance was between them, they would always find
back to each other.
“I’ll see you when you’re older, when we’re older,” said his brothers every
time they left William in faith to it and every time they saw each other again.
Everytime William would feel the darkness creeping up in him again, he
remembered the singing in the shadows and the strong arms that would hold him
through it.
Then William blew it. He blew up their safe covers and he blew off the painful
distance between them.
“Can I come on tour with you?,” he asked his brothers. “I can’t stand going on
like this anymore. I want to be with you all the time! I think Lando knows
about our relationship anyway and I’m sure Rupe and Sam wouldn’t mind! And
imagine where it could take the band! I could improve your sound with samples
and sound triggers!”
So Will joined the band, first as a touring member and then as a full member.
He was now with his brothers all the time and they realised that now there was
something in touring the world together with the persons they loved the most
and learned about the benefits of constantly spending their tour nights in
hotel rooms. They had grown up with it with the special bond between them and
they would continue growing older together.
And life decided that this were enough lessons for William White for now. 
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