Date: Fri, 22 Dec 2006 17:06:50 +0000 From: Steve Thomas <stevethomas535@hotmail.com> Subject: Ben's Fantasy, Ch 19 This is a work of pure fiction, but based on the author's feelings, beliefs, and in some cases, experience. Come to think of it -- it might not be very pure either! There may be graphic sexual encounters at times between men, so if this offends you, you are invited to retreat. If you are too young or it is otherwise illegal for you to be reading this kind if story, shame on you for reading it - - please stop here. If not, - - ENJOY! Cast of characters: Ben Hastings -- That's me! Bill "Bubba" Hastings -- My Dad Veronica Hastings -- My Mom. Reyna -- My Best Friend Ranj Kumar-- Another friend Jared -- A football whore. Sargeant Shipley -- High School Friend Rex Majors -- Ranj's roommate. Everett Majors - Rex's younger brother From Chapter 18: "Nothing has changed, Ranj. And I do mean nothing. You still melt my heart. I still love you as much as ever. But I also still have to protect myself. As far as I can see, you still have a violent streak. What would it take -- for me? That hasn't changed either. You would have to come out -- to everyone, especially your football team. I wouldn't ask if it were not me being at risk when they don't know." "That's easy, Sweetheart. They already know -- or at least they must. And here -- it's not like out in California. They don't care! I can do that! Will you now please -- consider -- letting me take care of you?" Chapter 19: Something struck me - - hard - - when he said that: "Will you now please -- consider -- letting me take care of you?" Do I want someone to take care of me? "Wow." I said. "What?" Ranj said, almost impatiently. "I -- dunno -- um -- yes! I do know! Or at least I -- I mean -- I - " Tears almost sprang out of my eyes. "You want to take care of me!" I said. "Of course! I want you to rely on me." "That's the problem. Ranj, this is so hard for me! In your culture -- your parents culture -- which you don't seem to be able to escape -- the man `takes care of' the woman. She has no rights, except to expect her man to take care of her, keeping her on a pedestal. You think of me as your woman. And that's the real reason you can't control your rage." "No! It's because I was afraid to be found out! I - " "Ranj -- I'm sorry to tell you, but -- everyone knew you were gay back in California. You just couldn't stand me doing anything spontaneously. I have to be a man -- not another man's woman -- not any man's bitch -- so to speak. I may always love you. But I think I love the man I wanted you to be." I said. His mouth was hanging open. I added, "And I can't be what you need to love." Through my tear-blurred vision, I saw Ranj's countenance go blank, then he looked down and whispered, "No one will ever know me like you do." He didn't cry. He turned away from me, but there was nowhere to go. I touched his shoulder. He winced and slowly turned. I pulled him into a soft gentle hug. We were standing there, hugging, me crying silently, Ranj dry eyed, but obviously in pain, when Everett walked out of the room, clothed only in his jeans. Ev looked at my tears and quickly walked back into the bedroom. "Ev!" Said Ranj, hoarsely. "C'mon, let's all go out for lunch!" As usual, Ranj insisted taking us to a very nice restaurant, to a lunch buffet -- all you can eat. Somehow neither Ranj nor I were too hungry, but Everett made up for that by eating everything is sight. "What??" Said Everett. "Nothing wrong with your appetite!" said Ranj. "Wha - - didn't you want me to eat? You paid for all I could eat!" "It's just fun to see a kid eat!" Said Ranj. His jealousy toward Everett was not very well hidden. "It's okay. I did it too, when I was your age!" He added. Everett grinned. But I caught the slam. Ranj was telling me that Everett was too young and immature -- for me. On one hand I was disgusted at the pettiness. But on the other hand, it was the very thing that I was worried about myself. For whatever reason, Everett seemed immature for his age -- maybe because of the abuse in his family -- and he WAS only barely eighteen. A guy can mature a lot in those two years that separate our ages. If not immature, he was very naive. I ate all the food on my plate and went for a second helping. I felt stuffed already, but I piled it on every millimeter of my plate. When I returned to the table, Everett said, "I see someone else got his appetite back! "Yup!" I said, grinning at him, and purposely avoiding Ranj's eyes. MY stomach was rebelling as I sat down. But I stuffed it all down before we left. When we got out on to the sidewalk in front of the restaurant, I hugged Ranj. "Thanks, Ranj! That's was just what I needed!" I said. "Yeah, thanks!" Said Everett, extending his arms toward Ranj. Ranj pulled him in to a tight, sensual hug and almost whispered, "It's okay, Cutie! I loved watching you eat!" And Ranj pecked him on the lips. Everett, seemingly unconsciously, wiped his mouth on his sleeve. "Well! I better get to my next class! I just missed Art Appreciation." "OOO!" Said Everett, sarcastically. "Bet you hated that!" "Actually there's a very cute art major that I was hoping to see -- but I'll see him next class. He flirts with me a lot." Ranj looked at me -- I assume to get my reaction to that. Luckily, I couldn't think of anything but the fact that my tummy felt like it wanted to burst out of my jeans. I managed a smirk. We got on the bus and when we got close to the dorm, Ranj hopped off and waved bye. "See you later on! Don't do anything I would!" And he sprinted toward his class. Everett and I rode all the way to the bus stop in front of the park across from the dorm. It was a sunny day, if a bit cold, early spring-like weather. We walked out into the middle of a grassy spot and I collapsed, holding my tummy and groaning. "You okay?" Said Everett. "Yeah. I ate way too much!" "Jerk!" Said Everett. "Huh?" "I know what he was doing! What does he take me for? And - - you - !" "What?" I repeated. "You're too much!" "Well, I definitely ATE too much!" "You sure know how to turn me on!" "Huh?" I said, now officially out in space. "I knew you were doing that for me. You didn't have to eat that much to defend me!" I smiled and grimaced at the same time. "It worked." I said, unbuttoning my jeans. I pulled my long tee shirt over the fly, but I knew that Everett could see the bulge protruding from the open pants, under the tee. "Let's go inside." Said Everett. "I'm getting cold." I groaned and he offered his hand to help me up. I buttoned my jeans halfway and left the tee shirt out. I sat up, and then let him pull me up to my feet. I sort of limped to the dorm. Because not only was my tummy overstretched, it seemed that something else below it was growing as well. I started toward the couch -- the closest place to collapse. "No, in there!" Said Everett, pushing me the few more steps toward the bedroom. The food also made me lethargic, and since my night's sleep was not all that long, I easily changed course. I nearly collapsed on the bed. I didn't even remove my shoes. But Everett did. He removed my shoes, shirt and jeans, and lay next to me, stroking my head and body until I lost consciousness. I woke up in a darkened room. I was confused about the time, wondering how long I slept until I focused better and saw that a dark blanket was draped over the window. Everett was sleeping a few inches away, still fully clothed himself, except for his shoes. He looked very angelic with his hairless face and rosy upturned lips. With his eyes closed, his eye lashes were more obvious. They seemed to reach halfway down his cheeks. He breathed hard, turned slightly and opened his eyes. He blinked the sleep out a bit, then smiled. "Sorry." He said, "I was going to wait until YOU woke up. Guess I was more tired than I realized. What time is it?" "Dunno. I just woke up myself." "Do you really think I am that immature, Ben?" "Immature?" "You know. Ranj made a big point of it before he got off the bus." "You are a couple years younger, and - - a guy can mature a lot in those particular two years. I think I did. But no, I don't know if you're any more immature than any other guy your age. You seem to be a bit untouched." "Untouched?" "Untouched by the dark side of society. You were definitely abused in your family, but they also protected you from the world. So you have a very innocent, sweetness to you that is nothing short of very attractive and ... sexy!" "Wow." He answered, smiling and turning red. "You really think I'm that naive?" "To things of the world -- yes. But so am I. I was an only child, so I was also sheltered." "I thought you said you have a brother at home." "Well, not a real brother. Jared is kind of a foster brother. My parents took him in because he kind of passed through my life - - and theirs -- and was homeless and being abused at school -- by football players." "So you had a lot in common with him, huh?" "Huh?" I said, then got it. "Oh! Well! Not -- I mean, well, I guess. Yeah, that's probably why Jared and I connected. But he was abused much more than Ranj ever did to me. I have more in common with you, Ev." "Oh!" He said, again, pleased. "Kind of like a little brother?" "No." I said, not really thinking. There was a moment of silence as we both digested the ramifications of what I had said with that one little word. He moved closer to me and touched my naked side. A shiver - - and a thrill - - went through me. I pulled him closer. Even through his jeans, I could feel his excitement grow. And in my skivvies, my approval was blatantly obvious. Looking each other seriously in the eyes, I started to unbutton his shirt, while he worked on his pants. It was as if in slow motion that we both shed all our remaining clothing and slipped between the sheets. We fondled each other all over, as both our mouths found very willing lips. "Ben, I've only known you less than a week, and already I feel like we've been together years." He started to kiss my eager lips again. "Been together" hit me hard. It was like cold water thrown on me. "What's wrong -- Ben?" He said, now very concerned -- hurt - at my sudden change. "I -- it's -- hard -- to explain. I want you so much, but -- I -- don't know -- if it would be good, I guess. I don't want to hurt you. Like you said, it's been less than a week!" He reacted differently that I expected. He grabbed me and pulled me into a close embrace and said, "Maybe it's you that doesn't want to get hurt. Ben, I'm used to `wham-bam, thank you very much' - - but with out the thank you. If all you can give me is one night -- or rather day -- I will be okay. But I want to fantasize that it's more than that. But maybe you're not quite so -- casual about it as that. Are you -- falling -- for me? And I hope you are!" "Wow!" I said. His eyes widened. I continued, "Maybe you're more mature than I realized." He obviously liked that. He started to hump my groin and kiss me deeply, and I responded in kind. In no time he was spurting his juice all over me and the sheets. "Oh! Ben! I didn't mean to -- I mean -- I'm sorry -- I just couldn't -- I mean - " "It's okay Ev. I loved it!" "I didn't know I could -- well -- cum so fast! I'm sorry! But you have to get off, too!" "I can -- don't worry - " "I'm not worried! Let me do it for you!" he said eagerly. He grabbed my stiffy and pumped it to a very quick and fun end. We were both laughing when I came all over his hand and myself. He climbed on top of me, still wet himself, and we fell asleep again, his face lovingly snuggled between my neck and shoulder. That's the position we were in when Rex got home. We barely heard a knock and the door opened immediately. Too late to even spring apart, we looked over at Rex. "Cmon, Rex!" Said Everett. "Can't you knock?" "I did." He said. I thought he might be angry, but he was beaming. "Well, yeah, but you still just opened the door! Please close it!" Said Everett. Rex winked and closed the door. "Well, obviously, Rex likes you -- and accepts you!" Said Everett. That meant more to me than I realized. I felt Everett's boner as hard as it was earlier. "Boy, but you are a horny one!" I teased. "Me!!??" He retorted. "What's this?" He squeezed my equally stiff wood. "I'll be back in about an hour!" Said Rex, this time without opening the door. We heard the front door close. "Ben -- fuck me!" "Oh! Oh -- I dunno about that." "Please! You know I'm not a virgin!" I remembered he had done it with his twin brothers. "I -- I'm not either, Ev, but -- almost. I just think -- or believe -- or something -- that -- that's something for another level -- or something." He looked deeply into my eyes. "I really want to feel you in me, Ben. But -- okay, if you're not ready. Can I -- can I -- suck you then?" My tummy did a flip-flop thinking about that. I couldn't hide the huge "YESSS" in my eyes, so he dove immediately under the covers. I expected to feel his warm mouth on my pole, but instead I felt him blowing gently on it. He spit on his finger and ran his wet finger all around and under the head, as he kissed the joint between my hip and upper leg. . I squealed a little. "You've done this before!" I said. "Did your Dad - " "No way! This is a first for me. I just thought I'd like this. Do you like it?" He asked. "Omigosh yes!" I said. I rubbed his shoulders and ears as he took forever to get his actual mouth around my throbbing pole. When he did, I almost shot my load immediately. He stopped. "Not Yet!" he said, pressing hard on the hole -- hard enough that it hurt a little. That stopped it. He emerged from under the sheet and kissed my mouth some more. "Why did you stop?" I asked. He hugged me close. "One of us already did that premature thing once today. This time maybe we can coordinate our efforts better." He again looked deeply into my eyes, and got a really intense look. I got it. I dove under the sheets and went to suck him, then remembered what he had done. He had so much more experience than I! So I tried to remember everything he had done to me. As I started to lick his scrotum and shaft, and he was wiggling all over, he threw back the sheet and blanket and turned around and started to suck me at the same time. We both then started to bob wildly on each other and in mere seconds we were both swallowing as fast as we were able. When I was sure he was done, I let his slip out of my mouth until I noticed he was still sucking my quickly softening meat as deep as he could, first down his throat and then chewing gently on it as it got softer and softer. I was a quick learner. I did as he was doing. He grabbed my butt and went down as far as he could -- even swallowing my soft, even mushy dick, squeezing and pulling my butt fiercely, and he swallowed over and over, massaging the head. I did the same, but he was a little too small to reach my throat. But I felt it touch my uvula and felt a mild gag reflex. But I ignored it and it went away. Then it came back, as his meat started to lengthen again and get hard. I willed my throat to be still, and swallowed it all the way. Only the head entered my throat, and it was really uncomfortable, but - - it got me going again and soon we were both bobbing again. The second orgasm was not as quick as the first, and not as plentiful, but it was much wilder and stronger. When he had partaken of all of my second coming, he lay his baby smooth face on it and again pulled my butt tight so he was tightly pressed to my genitals. My balls were loose and the skin was hot and floppy. He drew one into his mouth and sucked on it like a baby on his mother - - and I of course tried to ape what he was doing. His butt was like silk over silicon. But then so is mine! We both were kneading each other's glutes and sniffing deeply each other's crotches. He was the one to finally return to my mouth. By this time our heads were about where his crotch had been earlier, and with the smell of the dried and "aged" spunk, and our newly cummed stuff, the smell was acrid and - - wonderful! And of course I could taste it as well. We kissed each other gently but deeply, and I felt wetness on my cheek. I opened my eyes and tears were coursing down his cheek. "You okay, Ev?" I said, really concerned if I had crossed some boundary. "What? Oh yeah! Ohhh yeahhh!" He said, kissing my neck at the shoulder. "Oh that was more than I ever imagined. Ben, that was better than any fuck I've ever had!" "Wow!" "Really. With my dad it was never really a good thing, though it always made me hard. With my brothers - - it was more fun -- than anything else. This time -- it was -- so - " his voice caught, and he <ahem --ed> "Ben I -- think -- I dunno -- I'm afraid to say love, but -- that's what it felt like." "I know, Ev. I know." "Y-you did? You felt it too?" "Almost always." "Huh?" "Sex makes you feel that way." "It didn't with my dad -- or my brothers! Only with you." "You didn't feel it -- with them. But your brothers feel it that way -- don't they?" "Oh yeah! They are totally in love!" "Well, maybe they are and maybe -- they are still very young, Ev. But being twins it may be possible. Hey, don't be hurt, Ev. I'm not saying it's not love -- between them - - OR you and me. I'm just telling you not to get too carried away -- it may fade later. I know this even from my little experience. "Okay, but -- can I love you -- for now?" I hesitated then said, "Yeah." I smiled. "And will you love me too -- for now?" I smiled warmly "I already do, Ev, I already do!" And I kissed him. The strong taste of sex seemed to make both of us drowsy again, but we didn't sleep. We just lay holding each other until Rex came back, soon followed by Ranj. This time Rex knocked and waited. "Are you decent?" "Come in." Said Everett. Everett was lying uncovered, butt naked on top of me, with our arms thrust around each other. Rex stopped short and then almost tripped on his own feet when he saw us. "GEEZ!" Was all he could say. Both Everett and I laughed, but I was very nervous. Rex backed out and closed the door. "You guys get dressed. Ranj wants to take us to dinner." "Aw jeez, Rex!" Said Everett. "We're both stuffed from the lunch he took us to!" He looked at me questioningly. I nodded vigorously. "You guys go out and eat. We'll stay here." "Okie-Dokey li'l bro. Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" Rex laughed. "In other words -- `don't do anything?'" hollered Everett. Rex laughed again. Well, at least I know I have the approval of Rex -- for now. We stayed in the bed until we heard the front door close. Everett jumped up and ran to the window and watched for a few minutes. I got up and went to the kitchen and opened the fridge. "They're on the bus!" He said. Seeing me peering into the fridge, he said, "You hungry?" "Starved!" I said. We both laughed. "You made me work up a huge appetite." I said. "I could eat a horse." "Me too! Well, I ain't got a horse. And obviously I'm not even close to being hung like one! But -- I think I saw some liverwurst in there. You like it?" "Liver? Ugh!" I said. "Get outa the way, I'll make us liverwurst sandwiches and you will love it!" I got out of the way. He made the sandwiches. I didn't love it! But I didn't want to hurt his feelings. He got up to make himself another. "Want another one?" He said cheerfully. "Naw -- I guess I wasn't as hungry as I thought." I lied. "But you go ahead. I love to watch you eat!" Now THAT was true! I made him self conscious watching him. We both laughed as he would take a bite and look at me demurely from under his long eye lashes. I would lick my lips and make a kissing motion. He caught me rubbing me crotch. I turned red. "I like to watch YOU do that!" he teased. He put his foot under the table and put it in my crotch. I grabbed it and rubbed my stuff with it - - which was in my shorts, but was seriously trying to get out! Then I started to rub his foot. He leaned back with a groan, and closed his eyes. "How did you know I love foot massages?" He was halfway finished with his 2nd sandwich. I got up and went to his side of the table and sat down in front of him. He looked surprised. I took his foot and started to massage it in earnest. He put down his mostly eaten sandwich and said, "Let's do this right." He took my hand and sat me at one end of the couch, and after turning on an MTV video, he sat at the other end and put his feet in my lap. I rubbed one of them, while he massaged a much different part of me with his heel. But soon he closed his eyes -- not sleeping, but in some kind of ecstatic trance -- and almost purred. When I was finished with both feet, he rose up and flopped down on top of me. He came near to kiss me, but the liverwurst and onions on his breath were too much. I gagged. "You hated the sandwich -- didn't you?" He pouted. I nodded. "But -- I really like you! I might grow to love you - - if you don't ever breath liverwurst and onions in my face again!" He forced a kiss on me. I forced back the vomit, and it wasn't as bad as I thought. Notes: Is Everett too young for Ben? Are they both too young for a really serious relationship? Comments are welcome to Steve at stevethomas535@hotmail.com. Thanks and love, Steve ______________________________________________________________________________ Dave vs. Carl: The Insignificant Championship Series. Who will win?