Date: Thu, 08 Mar 2007 17:22:50 +0000
From: Steve Thomas <stevethomas535@hotmail.com>
Subject: Ben's fantasy, Ch. 25

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

Mick and Mack Majors - The twins

Kirby and Wyatt -- the youngest Majors

From Chapter 24:

"I don't think I could ever forget seeing what I saw. Dad."

"You mean the two of them kissing?"  My dad said.

I paused too long, then said, "Yeah."  I looked at the floor as I said
it, paranoid that they knew there was more to it.

"Well, I can understand that."  My dad said.  "That's very odd.  Had
you and Everett had a fight?"

"No."

"Well, we better go look for him."  Dad said.  I agreed.

We didn't have to go far.  When we came out of the house, he was sitting
on the curb.  He heard the door close and looked around.  His face was
red and his eyes were full.  "I'll  let you two deal with this."  My
dad said softly and he went back into the house.

I went to the curb and sat down next to Everett, my arms folded.  "I
didn't know where to go."  He said.

"You shouldn't have left.  We were worried."  I said

"I know.  That's why I came back."

"Yeah -- that and the fact that you didn't know where to go."  I said,
sounding more bitter than I had hoped.

"Ben -- I know it's weak -- but -- I'm sorry."  He touched my
shoulder.  I winced.  "Is there anything I can say -- to -- I dunno --
make it right -- or -- better?"

"You already did.  You said you're sorry.  I know you are.  But Ev -- I
just don't know -- if -- if -- if I can ever wipe that scene from my
mind.  I just -- don't -- know.  I blame myself.  I should never have
agreed to -- to -- IT."  I said.

"Maybe we can -- um -- pretend it didn't happen, Ben.  I know that's
stupid, but maybe we can at least try."

"Maybe -- but -- I dunno."

"I know.  I'm sorry."  He touched me again.  "I love you, Ben."

I sprang to my feet and screamed, "DO YOU KNOW HOW SHALLOW THAT
SOUNDS?"  Tears immediately filled his eyes.  "YOU'RE SUCH AN IMMATURE
LITTLE - "  I caught myself.  "I'm sorry.  It just hurts so much!"  I
then started to cry too.  I looked and one of my neighbors stopped
trimming his hedge and looked our way.  I turned and walked slowly around
the side of the house, and opening the gate, into the back yard.  I half
wondered, half hoped he would follow.  He didn't.

Chapter 25:

If I'm not in love with Everett -- then why do I feel like I want to
die?  I thought back to when Ranj left.  I felt terrible.  But this time
-- this time it's -- different.  There is a tenderness that I feel with
Everett that I never felt with Ranj.  Is it pity?  Do I just feel
compassion for Everett, because of his situation?  Probably. But - -

It's More!  With Ranj, I felt sad.  I felt deserted.  Now I feel lost.
And I haven't really even lost him -- yet.

I was sitting hunched over, not really realizing the tears that were so
freely flowing as I mulled over these thoughts.  I got up and dried my
eyes.  I slowly walked back to the gate.  It was only 5 feet, so I could
look over it.  Everett was still sitting at the curb, his face in his
hands.  I started to open the gate.  "Everett,"  I thought, "I'm so
sorry.  I didn't mean to yell at you.  Ev -- I love you too!"

I had it all ready to tell him as I started to open the gate.  I paused a
moment as a car came down the street.  I wanted to wait -- for more
privacy.  But -- the car stopped.  Everett looked up and then stood.
When he opened the door, I saw -- Jared sitting in the driver's seat.  I
wanted to run, screaming, but I just stood there as Everett got into the
car and they drove off.

I walked around the block three times before going back into the house.

"What's going on with your boyfriend?"  Dad asked.  He didn't sound
anything but interested -- not the least condescending.

"I wish I knew completely."  I said.  I was glad I had cried all my
tears out during my walk.

"He came in and asked for Jared's number.  I didn't hear him call, but
he went back out and I saw him get into Jared's car."  Dad looked at me
closely.  "He'll be back, Son.  Jared can't take him home.  Trust me,
he won't stay away long."

I couldn't tell my dad all the worries I had.  All he knew about was a
kiss.

As if he were reading my thoughts, Dad said, "Ben -- I know that you
wouldn't get that upset - - over a kiss.  But -- it won't do you any
good, trying to think of all the bad things that could happen.  If you
build it up in your mind, you won't be able to judge clearly - - or
fairly - - when he does come home.  Try not to worry about it. "

"Yeah - - right!"  I said, starting to cloud up again.

I went toward my room.  Before I closed the door, dad said, "Just don't
build a false scenario, Son.  They're almost always worse than
reality."

"Thanks."  I threw back at him before shutting and locking my door.

I pulled down the room darkening shade and removed my shoes, and lay down
on the bed.  After quickly and silently relieving me sexual tension, I
fell asleep.

I was pretty groggy when he came in.  All I could see was that he was
there.  I wanted to see his face, but the darkness prevented any kind of
detail.  "Dude, my feelings have never changed for you.  I'm sorry I
screwed up with the other dudes, but - " he paused and I thought,
"What?  Other dudes?  Where did Jared take him!"

I was about to scream at him again but then thought better of it.  He
came and sat on my bed.  Up close, his form looked too big.  When he
swung his legs up onto the bed, and lay down, I could see: it was Ranj!

"I had no idea that you would follow me across the country.  I guess I
tried to drown my sorrow -- of losing you -- in other guys' embrace, I
-- I love you so much, Baby Boy.  Please say you'll give me another
chance."

I closed my eyes.  I felt cold tears run out of them.  That was strange.
I shook my head.  "I didn't come here to watch football with your dad,
Ben!  I came here because I love you!  Please say you love me too!"

I wanted so much to tell him that I still love him.  I felt it in every
fiber of my body - - I think.  He moved over on top of me and kissed me.
He forced his tongue into my mouth.  I resisted at first, but then
softened a little, and kissed him back, shaking from my own confusion.

I guess that gave him permission to start humping me.  Then I felt my
head shaking back and forth.  I was so torn.  I was about to say that we
just would never be a match -- and started to push him away when I felt
his hands on my neck.  He started to choke me hard.  I was no match for
his weight and power.

I couldn't scream for some reason, but just before I felt like I was
gonna pass out, I heard,  "Ben?  BEN!"  coming through my door, as if
it were through a long pipe.

I sat up straight and gasped for air.  "Ben, are you okay?"  My dad's
voice was yelling.

"I -- I guess, Dad.  It was a dream.  A bad dream.  I'm okay now."  I
said.  And just saying it made it more so.  It seemed so real.  My
muscles were sore from wrestling with a dream!

"Dad?"

"I'm still here."

I went and unlocked the door.  I opened it and my dad stood there,
looking sweet and sympathetic.  "Is -- er -- what time is it?"  I
asked.

"About 6:30."  He said.  I looked surprised.  "PM."  He added.

"Did Ev - "

"He came home.  He's in his bedroom trying to get Kirby and Wyatt to
sleep."

"Was I screaming?"  I asked.

"No.  The only reason I heard anything was your mother asked me to come
wake you up.  You've been asleep so long, you wouldn't sleep tonight."

"How come the boys are going to bed so early?"

"They were cranky -- they didn't get a nap today.  And your mother nor
I could do anything to comfort either of them.  As soon as Everett came
home, they both ran to him and he took them to their room.  He didn't
say anything to us - -"  Dad left that statement more like a question.

"Do you think the boys are asleep?"

"Probably."

"I don't know if I should - "

"You should!"  Dad said half smiling."

I went and opened their bedroom door a crack and peeked in.  All three of
them were snuggled on one bed, with Everett's back to me.  I slipped in
and knelt next to him on the floor.  Everett was on top of the covers,
but the little boys were under them.

"Hi."  He said.

"Did I wake you?"

"Yeah.  It's okay.  He whispered.

"Ev -- I -- I -- I'm sorry.  I just - "

"Me too.  Ben -- we didn't do anything -- me and Jared.  We didn't do
anything -- this afternoon."

I put my arm around him and lay my head on his shoulder.  "Ben -- I
really don't know what to say.  What I did with Jared was - "

"Ev -- don't."  I said gently.  "I think we need to do like you
already said -- pretend it didn't happen.  And if that's not possible
-- for either of us -- well -- it was in the past.  It's not like I've
never done anything I regretted.  I regret saying yes to what we did.  I
was stupid that way.  My brain was screaming no - - but my body was
louder -- I guess.  Let's just try to put it behind us -- and not look
back."

"Okay -- except to remember what it did to us, huh?"

"Yeah."  I said and kissed his neck.

"Let's get out of here."  He said.

"I think my mom's making dinner.  I dunno about you, but I'm starved.
I didn't eat lunch.  I wasn't too hungry then."

"Me neither,"  he said and turned to kiss my lips.  Then he said, "but
I'm hungry now!  And not just for food!"

"You horndog!"  I giggled.

"Looks like I'm not the only one!"  He giggled back, grabbing my
quickly stiffening wood.

We both got up and embraced each other as close as possible and kissed
deeply.  "You're a dang good kisser -- you know that?  Who taught you
to kiss like that?"  He asked.

"You don't wanna know."  I said.

"Oh.  It was Ranj -- hunh?" He said almost peevishly.

"<Sigh> Lets go get cleaned up for dinner."  I said, opening the door,
and walking out.

"I'm sorry!  That was stupid!"  He cried.  "Wait - "

"If it's stupid, let's just drop it!"  I said with finality.

"Bennneeey!"  He whined.

"Smells good, Mom!"  I said walking into the kitchen.

"That's `cuz it's almost ready.  Get washed up."

"Kay."  I said and I almost skipped into the bathroom.  I turned on the
water to wash my hands.  Everett came in beside me and unzipped to pee.
He smirked as I couldn't help glancing down at him.  Or rather - -
"his".

"Wanna play with it later?"  He said impishly -- as if nothing has
happened in the last 24 hours.

"I ALWAYS wanna play, Ev.  But we need to get some things straight.  And
I know maybe it's too much to ask, but - - first you fuck Jared, then
you turn around and get jealous because it was Ranj that taught me to
kiss."

"But - "

"Ev!  I'm not finished - - yet!  That kind of logic -- really -- is
pretty expected from any seventeen-year-old.  Trouble is -- I'm not 17.
It's just more immature than I want to deal with.  I don't even know if
it's fair to ask you to grow up -- or even possible.  I just am not sure
I can - "

"Oh, Ben!  Please!"  he cried.  "I didn't mean -- I mean -- I -- I --
I'll try to do better.  I promise!"  He was close to tears again.  "I
-- I mean -- you know I -- CRAP!  It sounds so trite -- and -- expected
-- but -- you know I love you.  <Shuddering SIGH!>  If you don't have
anyone else that you're -- interested in -- maybe you can teach me -- to
be more -- mature."  He looked at me with pathetic eyes.

"Okay."  I said simply.

"Huh?"  He almost recoiled.

"That's fair. Ev."

"Whaddaya mean?"  He had a half smile.

I smiled.  "You're the one who said it!"  I laughed.  "Look.  Both of
us are young.  You happen to be even younger that I am.  Can we at least
agree that maybe neither of us is ready for any kind of forever
relationship?"

His smile faded.  "Oh."  He pouted.  "I see.  You wanna be my
boyfriend."

"Wasn't that too your idea?"

"Well -- yeah.  But - "

"But no one -- even kids -- want to think about their relationship
ending.  Thinking about the end isn't any way to begin something like
this -- right?"

"Yeah - - ?"



"But, Ev, because of our age difference we -- I guess -- had to consider
it.  So -- I guess now -- now that we have considered it -- we can -- um
-- consider it considered!  Right?"

"You lost me at about the third considered."  He said, as he zipped his
fly.

He flushed the toilet and went to wash his hands.  I pulled him into a
hug.  "Ev -- now let's just be boyfriends -- and know that we have
considered, thought about and talked about the possibility that we may
not actually end up together.  Now let's get on with being boyfriends."

After a kiss, he said, "And I'll still hope it's forever."

"Okay!"  I said, smiling -- and squeezing - - "his"!

After we ate, we told Mom and Dad we were going for a walk.  We walked
the two blocks to the park and there were very few people there, so when
Everett touched my hand, I took his and smiled at him.  "I really can't
imagine me with anyone else, Ben."

"I know."  I said, my smile fading.  "It's kinda scary -- but it
feels good."  I squeezed his hand.

"Yeah.  So -- tomorrow night -- are we - "

"We're still gonna watch the game with Ranj, Dad and Jared.  Ranj had
made it clear -- the real reason he came home, but I made it equally
clear that you and I are together now."

"Maybe Ranj and Jared - "

"Naw!  They are definitely not a match."  I said, and was surprised at
the emotion I felt as I said it.  I hope it didn't show.  I actually
felt a twinge of jealousy!

"Uh-huh."  He said, non-committal.

 "The important thing is that I'm spending time on my dad's turf.
I've done it only once before -- watched a football game on TV -- and it
was fun.  Heh, I didn't tell him I was sneaking as many peeks at all the
tight butts of the tight ends and backs -- or whatever they're called."

"Omigosh, I know!  I was never much interested in sports of any kind,
but one of the major hitters on our high school baseball team asked me to
come watch.  How could I say no?  He's as straight as they come, but
cute.  Then I got there and saw all those baseball butts!  Geez!
They're like quarter horses!"

"Huh?"  I said.

"I asked him if there was a lot of padding in the seats of their
jerseys.  He said no.  That was really their butts.  He knows I am gay --
doesn't care -- but he told me about the quarter horse thing.  Quarter
horses have to make short runs very fast.  So they develop their rear
legs and butt muscles from all the quick stops and starts.  Same with
base runners.  Their butts and legs get super developed."

"Now I'm gonna have to go the a baseball game!"  I laughed.

"So -- it's okay to look at the tight butts tomorrow night - -
boyfriend?"  Said Everett.

"Why not?  Neither of us will ever have anything like that."  I
giggled.

I think what you have is fine!"  Said Everett, letting go of my hand
long enough to squeeze my butt.  He may as well have squeezed what's in
front, by my body's reaction!

"You're gonna slip out of your brothers' room as soon as they're
asleep tonight, Mr. Horny!"

"Look who's talkin'!"  He said laughing and looking at my bulging
fly.

I looked around and no one was looking -- so I hugged him and pulled him
into that bulge he was admiring.  But only for a moment.  "I never said
I wasn't horny too!"  I laughed.  "Look at us!  You'd think we were a
couple of teenagers!" I said.  Everett grinned.  "Oh wait!"  We ARE a
couple of teenagers!  HORNY teenagers!"  I added.

"Want some now!"  Everett whined.  He pulled me toward the park toilet.
 I looked around nervously.  The few people that were in the park were
paying attention to their own activities.  I felt intimidated as I let
myself be pulled into the restroom, and back to the furthest stall.  It
was getting dark outside and even darker in here.

Everett grabbed me again and kissed me.  I couldn't help kissing him
back.  Then he clumsily undid my fly and pushed my pants down.  As he was
on his way down to his knees, I said, "Ev!  The floor!  It's nast - "

But Everett was ahead of me, as he squatted on his haunches and held onto
my butt cheeks for balance.  I felt panicky, but already felt precum
surge from me.  He lapped it up like it was honey and then took me in and
in no time I was shooting my spunk into his mouth.  Even though we were
alone, I tried to squelch my noises.  Then ^Å

"I can't believe you couldn't hold it this long!"  a man's voice
proclaimed.  We froze!

"I couldn't help it, Dad."  Came another much younger sounding
crackling male voice.

I looked at Everett, and he was almost bursting a gut trying to hold in
his laugh.  I cleared my throat, and the father and son lowered their
voices considerably, as they did whatever they had to do.  It seemed to
take forever, as Everett and I froze.  Then we heard, "Dad," whispered
the boy, "I think there's two people in that booth.  Why -- um -- why
would they - "

"Maybe one of them needed help cleaning up a mess."  The dad seemed to
hiss through his teeth.  Then he added with a sigh, "or -- who knows
what goes on in a park toilet!"

I felt supremely ashamed, but at the same time, excited and even more
turned on by the cute boy standing in front of me now, with thick whitish
liquid dripping from the corners of his mouth.

The dad and son left the restroom.  Luckily, Everett turned his head as
he could no longer contain his laugh and he spewed cum and saliva all
over the wall of the booth.  "Damn!"  He said.  "I wanted to give it
back to you!"

I pulled him into another kiss, my limp dick pressed firmly against his
khaki pants.  I tasted my spunk and his sweet tasting mouth.  I pulled up
my jeans and looked at his still pulsing bulge, and started to laugh.
"What?"  He said.

"Oh, Ev!  Sorry, but I seem to have dripped cum all over the front of
your pants!"

He looked down at the dark, wet stains all over his fly area. "Oh well
-- we'll have to wait until it dries to go home, huh?"  And he started
out of the booth.

"Naw -- it's getting dark anyway.  Hey!  Don't you want me to - "  I
started.

"I got what I wanted.  You're turn is tonight!"  He said, and walked
out of the bathroom by himself.  I followed after a few moments.  I felt
extremely guilty and self conscious, but no one seemed to be looking in
our direction.  They were mostly packing up to leave.

We walked the long way home.  As we cut through a field with tall weeds,
we noticed that they were taller than we were, so we stopped for a
moment.  We again came together for a sweet kiss.  I closed my eyes.

"Omigod!"  I heard.  "Faggots!  Oh, Jamie -- that's just
disgusting!"  Everett and I broke apart and looked at two guys standing
not 5 feet from us in stunned attention.  "I think we need to fuck these
two up!"  The bigger of the two started to lunge at us.

"Ed!  Wait!"  Said the other.  Ed stopped.  "Ed  have you ever been
sucked off by a fag?"

Both Everett and I started to bolt at once.  In an instant, the two guys
sacked us like defensive linemen.

"This one's kinda cute.  Too bad I'm gonna have to mess up his pretty
face!"  Said Ed.

"Aw, Ed!  You don't wanna do that!  Not when they was gonna give us the
best blow jobs we ever got!

"I never got one, Jamie."  Said Ed.

"Well, this sweet boy is about to change all that -- aren't you,
honey?"  Jamie growled at Everett.  "And I hears you guys give great
rim jobs too!  Never had one o' them - - BEFORE!"

I can't believe I was actually thinking that it might not be too bad
sucking these guys off.  But when he said that -- about the rim job -- I
snapped.  I head butted the smaller guy in the crotch, and he folded up
like a half inflated plastic pool toy.  Ed stood wide eyed and so I
jumped at him.  He turned tail and ran away, leaving his friend to fend
for himself.  I gave like I was chasing Ed, with Everett close on my
heels.  I didn't want to catch him.  All I wanted to do was put as much
space between us and Jamie as possible before he recovered from the blow
I gave him -- not quite the blow he was expecting!

Ed was out of sight before we were out of the weed patch.  Jamie didn't
seem to be eager to follow us.   We kept a fast pace until we were back
in my neighborhood.  Everett said,
"What just happened?  First I thought we were dead, then I though we
were gonna get raped.  Then -- I don't get it at all.  Why did that big
guy take off?  He acted like he was scared."

"He was!"  I said.

"What - - of us?  Hah!"  He laughed mirthlessly.

"Actually -- yes.  Guys like that -- bullies -- are usually cowards.  If
there were 4 or five of them they might have stayed and made stew out of
us.  But one on one -- they usually are not so brave.  I wouldn't have
challenged them if that Jamie guy wasn't talking about licking his ass.
I coulda put up with sucking either of them.  But -- not that other.
ICK!"

"Yeah."  Said Everett.  "Um -- Ben?"

"Yeah?"

"Uh -- did you -- I mean -- er -- um -- were you a little -- well, maybe
a little -- um -- turned on by -- um -- thinking about -- doing that to
them?"

"Rimming?  No way!"

"NOooo~!  Not that.  I mean -- I decided right away that we were gonna
have to suck them off.  And -- I mean -- did that part arouse you -- I
mean - "

"Ev -- did you want to do it?"

"Oh you know -- I mean -- um -- I mean - "  Everett looked at the
street below his feet, "Well, yeah.  I guess.  I didn't -- I mean --
no!  I didn't exactly want to.  But once I thought I had to, I started
to get a woody thinking about it."

Omigosh!  Everett must trust me - - so much -- to tell me that!

"Ev - ,SIGH!>"  I started.  He looked startled, like -- what have I
done now!  "Ev -- I know.  I know how you felt.  I did too for a moment
-- before he started talking about -- well -- you know.  Yes -- I felt
something when he was talking about sucking them.  But -- you had just
gotten me off, Ev.  So I maybe wasn't quite so -- um -- vulnerable -- as
you.  Yeah, I know what you mean."

His whole body seemed to relax, and his face was as if to say -- THANK
YOU!

"Ev?"

"Yes?"  He said, almost fearfully.

"Thank you for trusting me so much!  Did you know I love you?"

"You must!  I'm such a geek!  I love you too -- but you knew that
already!"

"Yeah!  And as far as the geek thing - - ? It takes one to know one!"
I laughed.

Notes:  Close call?  Or orchestrated learning experience?  And - -
orchestrated by whom?  Comments as always are welcome -- to Steve at
stevethomas535@hotmail.com.  Thanks and love, Steve