You don't know jack about willpower

You don’t know jack about willpower
or lame excuse for smut

Sex later, some mild plot bunnies first.
by: Tropicwhale

Disclaimer: I own nothing, except the plot bunnies, whom I feed any and all flames. This being my first AFF fic I just want to say, I have no idea what I am going to end up writing. It’s slash between Will Truman and Jack McFarland that it, with plot thrown in. Some chapters are PWP but there is a plot, sort of.
NC-17 (for later chapies, this is just the useless plot building one)

It started by Grace and Will deciding to have a costume party. They invited everyone they knew, and told everyone they knew to invite everyone they knew and so on and so forth. In other words it was an easy way of the celibate Will and Grace, but mostly Will, to have anonymous sex. Oh and Elliot and his mother were invited. Mostly because Jack wanted to see Elliot and Karen want to fuck Elliot’s mom who had an uncanny resemblance to Rosie O’Donnell, Jack commented to Will that all lesbians looked alike, like the Japanese, and it was a wonder that Elliot had not figured it out yet. Elliot had overheard and said he knew about his mother since he was ten, how couldn’t he? He also told the two gay men not to tell his mother he knew, he wanted her to tell him in her own terms. Will asked how he found out. Elliot said he walked in from playing outside to see his mom making out with his “Aunt” on the sofa, he had gone back outside again. The teenager shrugged and walked away. “How tragic.” Jack said in that awed voice of his.
“Yeah, finding out your mom is gay at such a tender age and being so mature about it.” Will had replied. "what is this world coming too?"
“Oh not that, She was making out with her sister! And that shirt, Will-honey, orange is not your color, okay? It not anyone’s color; except maybe a pumpkin’s.” Jack did that nervous laugh thing and gestured forward “And mine, but I make everything look good.”
“Whatever, Jack. Besides, this isn’t orange, it’s burnt sienna.” Grace walked up behind Jack, coffee cup in hand.
“What’s up, Jack and Jack O’ Lantern.”
“It’s not orange.” Will said exasperated
“Whatever, and my hair isn’t red and bushy.” Karen walked up.
“It isn't? Oh good, I thought the anti-depressants went bad again.” Karen and Jack laughed at her joke.
“Very funny.” Grace said as she moved to the kitchen to pour herself more coffee. “Besides we were making fun of Will’s shirt.” Karen looked at Will.
“Oh, darn. And I thought something I had for breakfast was a halluciate. But Wilma, that shirt makes you look like you’re on fire.”
“Ohh, maybe I’m trying to attract a fireman.” Will retorted. The four of them paused to think of a shirtless oiled up fireman, with various different slants on the fantasty. Bondage, on backs, knees, against a wall. Hell even the author got caught up in the fantasty.
“Hey, Jackie, wanna go shopping?” Karen said.
“Sure. Can Elliot come?” Jack asked, giggled, “cum”
“Sure honey, we can take him into a sex toy story to freak out all the right-winger Bible-belters who take our pictures and give them to the local newspapers.”
“Oh I don’t know, his mom might not like that.”
“Yeah, we can talk him to Barney’s though. Go look for costumes for Grail’s wedding.”
“It’s a costume party, Karen.” Grace corrected.
“Costume party, wedding, yacht cocktail parties, they all are thinly veiled excuses to have anonymous sex.” Karen said walking out of the apartment.
“Where did Elliot go?” Jack said.
“The bathroom I think.” Will said.
“Oh, I’ll be downstairs, tell him to come down?” Jack said.
“Okay, don't leave without him.” Will said.
“Will, he’s my son.”
“Five minutes?”
“Please.” And Jack flounced out.
“So what are you going to be for the party?” Will asked.
“Karen. Figure it would be easy, Bubble wrapp for boobs and have a drink in my hand all evening.”
“Going for an excuse to get plastered?”
“Oh yeah.” she said and then flipped her hair.. “What are you going as?”
“I thinking a Louis XIV Versilles type costume with tight pants and wings. Think of going as a pheonix.”
“Looking for an excuse to show off your package?”
“Oh yeah.” Will took a sip of bottled water. Elliot came out of the bathroom. “Yeah, kiddo-sorry-Elliot. Jack and Karen are in their limo, get down there before they leave.”
“Five minute rule?”
“Yes.” Will nodded.
“Okay see ya, Will, Grace”
“Bye” Jack’s son left.
“That kid is sooo-” will seemed lost for words.
“not like Jack?” Grace finished for him.
“Oh yeah.”

TWTWTWTWTWTWTWTWTWTWTWTWTWTWTWTWTW

Hi no flames unless you like being completely outclassed insult wise. Review telling me how great I am, yes please. don’t worry smutty PWP in chappie 2-3, I just like plot with decent smut. There is a saying if you don’t find what your looking for, do it your self....Boy do I need a man or a male harem, whichever comes first...cums first. Sorry Having a Grack moment (Grace and Jack? And the “Grail” was Grace and Will.)