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Sokka & Zuko's Awkward Amusing Adventures	By : TantraTantrum Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1807 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own ATLA. With any luck, I will spawn a fan animation or two, and that's it. No money earned with this story, but other things 85% my own, loosely based on fandom, I'm banking on it. Yes that was a pun.

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Sokka was still basking in afterglow, while the old man patiently waited for an indication to resume.
“Sure you’re ok, man?” the Water Tribe boy asked. “Feel like it’s even more uneven now that I’ve come twice and you haven’t at all.”
Iroh smiled. “It’s fine.”
The already often-sleepy boy gazed around. “Hm. You know. When I’ve come by myself, I’ve noticed that my first one is “better” than the others. Like I’m . . . I dunno, “out of juice” or something. Does that same principle apply here?” the smart planner asked. “Because if so, maybe we should wait until another time. I want maximum fireworks for the grand finale, if you get it.”
Iroh nodded. “That’s fine, too. You know your body best.”

“So, like, nothing, not even a handjob for you, buddy?” he asked again.
“Well, as I mentioned before, that conserving energy thing?”

“Yeah . . .”

“It applies even more when you get older.”
“That blows.”

“It’s not as bad when you get teenage hormones out of your system.”
Sokka shrugged, “Yeah, makes sense.”
“I think that is common for men, what you said about subsequent orgasms. For women it’s usually the opposite- they come a few times in a more minor way, and it keeps building up until they hit their biggest one.”

The boy’s sleepy blue eyes perked up at that. “Oh?”
“Yes.”
He sat up. “Tell me more.”
The old man, the previous general, spent a good hour regaling the boy on all his “conquests” of a softer kind, and the teen paid rapt attention.
He could see the boy’s very clever mind absorb the information and store it in as sharp detail as he could manage.

“I’m glad you enjoy this. Zuko has been . . .” his father figure sighed. “Very resistant.”
“Well, I’m sure it’s weirder for him, since you’re his uncle.”

“Yes, it can be. And as royalty and nobility, we’re supposed to stay tight lipped about such things. But, well, I’ve bucked my family’s cruelty, as well as their moratorium on, let’s say, the ultimate kindness.” He winked.
Sokka laughed.
He tucked his legs up and crossed them. “I like you, dude. I mean, I liked you before you made me come, obviously, and that’s helped,” the chucked, “but just, like, aside from that too, in general, you’re a really cool dude.”

“Thanks.”
He breathed for a few more minutes, winding down off his high.
“So, I guess we’re gonna tell the others that we were, what, sparring or something?”
“Sure.”

“If Zuko doesn’t give us away. Something tells me he’s not great at keeping a secret like this. He’s gonna be awkward about it,” the very much chill boy said.
“Do you think the others would object?” the older man was suddenly very worried.
“Uh? My sister? Yeah most definitely. Aang I think is chill enough to roll with it. If we just leave out the part about the lambskin. Toph . . . no clue. She really likes you, and at the very least she can read lies, with her seismic sense, so she can directly verify there’s nothing “predatory” going on even with the age difference.”

“Oh,” he relaxed. “That’s an interesting ability.”
“Yep.”
“And would they . . .” he tightened up his mouth, “would they keep the secret?”
“Oh yeah totally. We’re thick as thieves around here.”
The older man released the breath he’d been holding.
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Sometime later, Iroh invited all the boys of the group to come to a firebender-made hotspring, as he had done when traveling with Zuko and chasing them all.
His nephew’s gaze was suspicious. Iroh had been in the nude before, and tried to wheedle him into doing the same. The general’s contact with world cultures had loosened his own conservative and stodgy royal upbringing when he’d witnessed other mens’ communal bathing in their cultures. The younger Fire Nation male hadn’t had that experience, and so was still wary about it.
Sure enough, once he had gotten the temperature at an agreeable level to everyone (the North Pole native wanted it not so scorching, Aang was fine with anything, and Zuko wanted it as hot as anyone else could stand, and argued loudly with the other older boy about it) he stripped off his clothes unceremoniously.

Sokka, of course, was unfazed, and the monk surprisingly was, too.
“Ah, we’re doing that, huh,” the airbender said cheerfully. “Ok.”

Zuko wrinkled his nose. “I’d expect an Order like the Air Nomads to frown upon this sort of thing.”
“Nah! Nudity is natural,” the boy said bouncily. “In fact, the over-sexualization of nudity is a major concern of ours.”

“Oh?” Iroh said as he sank into the water.
The airbender revealed the full extent of his tattoos, and then stepped out of his underwear, too. “Yep. Not that I’d ever say another culture is wrong or bad, per se,” the sensitive world wanderer and nomad said, “but we tend to view, say, the burkas and hijabs of sandbenders as cancelling out the relationship of a person to their own body.”
Sokka asked, “What are those?”

Both Iroh and Aang explained.
“Yeah that sound like it bites,” the dark-skinned boy said as he shucked his own clothes.
That left Zuko as the odd one out, still wearing long “shorts” of underwear.
His fists were clenched, and Aang observed him.
“Y’know, Zuko, you don’t have to expose yourself if you don’t want,” the younger boy said sweetly.
The former prince blinked. Then he looked warmly at the airbender.
“Be a party pooper if you want,” Sokka said sarcastically.
Zuko shot him a glare.
Iroh laughed, his big belly sending ripples through the water.
Zuko stepped into the water, sitting closer to Aang than the other two, feeling more comfortable that way.
He especially avoided the Water Tribe boy’s gaze.
“I am curious, though,” Aang said hesitantly. “Iroh, you don’t seem to be fully circumcised. But, I’ve heard that’s come into vogue in the Fire Nation lately?”
Iroh sighed. “Yes. Lu Ten wasn’t, at my request. At least not fully. My own father leaned on me heavily to follow current convention, but I was entirely resolute.”
“What does that mean, circumcised?” the Water Tribe boy asked.
Iroh pulled himself up out of the water. “This part here,” he grasped his own foreskin, “is removed at birth.”
“Oh. So like, kinda how a puppy’s ears are cropped, and their tail?”
Iroh grimaced deeply at the nonchalant reception. “You . . . could put it that way, I suppose.”
“So what’s it look like?” Aang asked.
“Well the head is more the same color as the rest of the skin.”
“Huh.”
“And it is not nearly as sensitive. Maybe it’s because I’m a bit of a hedonist myself,” the fat man said very bluntly, “but I don’t like it at all. I don’t think a baby should get that important a choice taken away from it.”
“Wait, like,” Sokka’s blue eyes got big. “People do that as adults?” He looked horrified at that idea at least.
“Some, yes. Recovery from surgery is just as onerous as it is for any other. More so, even. But at least they got to pick for themselves.”
“And usually,” Aang scooted closer to him, “circumcision is just taking a very small “ring” from around the tip.” He pointed. “See how his doesn’t quite cover his pink head, still? He’s been circumcised, just in the original way.”
“So do you wish you weren’t?” Sokka asked.

“Mine, I am not so worried about. But Zuko,” the old man looked at his surrogate son, and his amber eyes glazed over with tears.
Suddenly Zuko wanted to get out of the spring and away from them all, and not because of embarrassment over seeing the other males.
It wasn’t even so much that he mourned it the way Iroh did. But, he didn’t want his uncle to feel bad, and this setting was clearly bringing the knowledge to the forefront in a way it wasn’t when they were all fully dressed.
So, the prince said, “You know what, I’m not super comfortable with this still,” not a total lie at least, “I think I’m going to go back to camp.”
Aang nodded amicably, Sokka rolled his eyes, and Iroh peered at him, possibly suspecting the ulterior motive.
So he got out, and gathered up his clothes to wait out his shorts drying.
He made it a few strides away before turning his head and saying, “Oh and Aang, if you ever want to see, just for curiousness’ sake,” the royal raised teen passed a disdainful look towards the Water Tribe teen, who would’ve liked to see him for other purposes, “I could maybe . . .” he took a breath, “maybe I could get comfortable with that one day.”
Aang smiled.
Sokka glared.
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