Disclaimer: As I have been warned, I must state that this story is 100% fictitious, and is wholly from my imagination. If this resembles work by others or stories in real life, that is merely by coincidence, nothing more nor nothing less. All acts of sexual congress in this story performed by those under the age of eighteen was performed with their consent.
Benjy's Boy: Chapter Four
It had been four days since I had been to the Hangout with Benjamin, and since that fortunate event, we hadn't really spoken that much. I didn't look him in the eye, and he didn't look me in the eye. We didn't speak to each other when we were around, and Benjamin went out of his way to do P.E. the two lessons of it we had each week, instead of ditching with me in the classroom with all of the other rejects. I had came to the conclusion that he was avoiding me. I hated to say it, because I no longer had a crush on him. At first, I liked him because of his gorgeous appearance, but over time, I began to like his personality as well. I was falling for him, and nothing had happened yet. I was still a virgin, although I really doubted as to whether he was or not. He was the image of human perfection: slightly tanned, but more pale, the way I liked it, muscles that didn't pop out and disgust me, and he wasn't really that fat or ugly. He was thin, I could see, and he had a unique face. It wasn't the stereotypical pretty that you would assume it was, but it was something I thought crafted for me and only me. I had come to conclusion that the gods had created this Adonis to fit my needs, because he was everything I wanted.
Every time he ignored me, I just played with my sleeves. I never talked anyway, so no one noticed how out of order I was. But, on the inside, I was screaming, bawling, trying to get him to notice me, and not just acting like nothing had happened between us. I hated that, but I couldn't hate him, so I wanted to talk to him about it. I didn't know when, because he made sure that he was never alone when in school, and disappeared afterwards, so I decided I would have to get into his house somehow. I know, it sounds weird, me making plans to stalk my crush into his bedroom. But, no, I just wanted to talk, and I knew that meant that I had to get his mother on my side to get me to him. I hadn't seen her in a while, but I knew that was because she worked six til six, and I wasn't awake that early and by 6pm, I would be locked in my room watching the Vampire Diaries or reading A Song of Ice and Fire. Because I'm a saddo.
It was late Tuesday, just past six, so I expected his mom back, unless she worked longer to earn more money. She seemed the type of woman that was not only manipulative and controlling, but greedy, like she wanted more money for herself, rather than her child. Anyway, there I stood, fervidly peaking out at my blinds, looking at their house just down the street, waiting for her Mercedes - I didn't know nor care which model or whatever, I wasn't a car person - to pull into their driveway
"Waiting for your boy?" Asked Lydia, my blessed sister. "Stop being a stalker, little brother. He'll come to you when you're ready. I know exactly what you're doing, Kay. You're waiting for his mom to get home, so you can try and get to him. If you're that desperate, just pull him away from everyone and talk about it. Stop scheming. We English are the best at everything, or so some smart person once said, so pluck up some fucking courage and talk to him!" Lydia spoke, alerting me that Ali was downstairs.
"Just bring her up, then," I told her, as her face looked a little encouraging. "Thanks, big sister." That was what we would call each other, ever since we could be witty. Big sister, little brother, it was all very amusing to me to be quite plain.
"Okay then Kay, but you better talk to him before next week or I'll just do it for you," she spoke kindly, before being obscured by Ali, who stormed passed her and slammed my bedroom door in her face.
"Right, listen here, you're my bitch, Kayden!"
"Hey Ali."
"All Ali gets is a 'hi'? Not a 'he loosened up my shitter on friday' or 'have you seen my v-card, I seem to have lost it'? Great friend. Why won't you tell me what happened at the Hangout, Kay? You were gone all night, and so was he, so something happened. I may have been stuffed in all of my holes that night, but my eyes were left alone, so where the fuck were you?"
"Nowhere," I lied nonchalantly.
"No, you were somewhere, somewhere being stuffed like a chicken the day before that American thanksgiving bull. I want the details! Did you enter him? Did he enter you? Did you rim? You didn't rim? Oh my god, you rimmed. Awr, Kayden, you gay little thing. You're such a little cutie. Damn your gayness. I'd take you, if you were straight. Anyway, what did you get up to? Tell! Tell bitch! Ali wants to know!"
"We didn't do anything, Ali. We kissed, but he hasn't spoken to me since, so just stop," I told her, slowly and briefly, before sitting down onto my bed.
Ali joined me there, before saying "If you want to lose your v-card, I wouldn't mind helping you. It wouldn't be weird, and I'm fine with it. The crush I had on you before you came out to me is gone now, so it definitely wouldn't be awkward. I could be doing you a favor."
"No, Ali, I don't want to have sex with you. I just want him to talk to me, but he's avoiding me," I told her.
"Well, looks like we'll have to break in!" Ali said, bemused, standing up and pulling me out of my room. She kept dragging me out of my house, and I wasn't too sure of what it was that she was going to do. I would just have to go along with it. "I don't like seeing you upset, so we'll have to break in. Ugh, fuck you Kay! You brought up my caring side!"
"Sorry," I whispered.
"Ooo, look, this rock'll do the job," said she, before picking up a rock the size of a melon and carrying it towards his house. She was being serious. She was going to break into his house.
"But, Ali, his mom..."
"Won't be back because she does overtime on Tuesdays. He's upstairs, and he's ignoring you, so we're getting in one way or another."
Ali stormed across the street and started banging on his door like it was her own house she was trying to get in to. "Benjamin, open this fucking door or I'll break it down, and don't think I won't rape the ass off you! I have a strap on! Open up!"
Nothing happened.
Ali lifted up the melon-sized rock and broke the glass on the door, before sticking her hand in and unlocking it from the inside. She swung the door upon, and walked away. These were the times when I really liked Ali. She wasn't too mean, she was as kind as Ali could be, and she understood that I needed to talk to him alone.
I toddled up to the door, fidgeting with my sleeves like they were my lifeline, as Benjamin appeared at it. He was just peeping around the corner of the door in only his underwear. His hair was styled and puffy, as usual, and I couldn't help but look at him, and felt something begin to rise in my skinny jeans. Fuck, I thought. That, he'd see without a doubt. It only took him a moment to glance from Ali walking back over the road to her house (just a few doors down from mine), to my house (almost directly opposite his), and then straight at me. He looked into my eyes, for the first time in a while. His eyes were loving, a beautiful blue. They looked like a thousand thousand diamonds sparkling in the sunlight, glistening in the moonlight.
"Oh," was all he could say to me, as I arrived at his door.
I tried to speak, but I could only stammer. I could tell I was looking stupid, standing in front of his house the way I was. I was wearing my bright green Red Hot Chili Peppers t-shirt that was three sizes too big and light grey skinny jeans. My bulge grew so much it would be impossible not to look at me now. But, something I found quite stupid was that I had not put on shoes, so I looked quite silly, and that was where Benjamin had his attention.
"Nice socks," he said, glancing down at my odd socks. One said 'Keep Calm and Bounce On Him', which I got from Ali at Christmas (along with a butt plug), and the other was one of my sister's bright pink socks that was covered with cocks. They poked out at the sides a bit, which was a little weird.
"It was washing day," I stammered, lying to him. I was having a fat day, where I just wanted to laze around wearing other peoples clothes and just feel a bit fat.
He walked out of the shadows in his house, and stood in the center of the doorway, teasing me. I bit my lip, just looking at him. His underwear was tight and pressed against his skin. They were Spiderman underwear, so I couldn't help but giggle. He caught me taking a look, but didn't move an inch. We stayed silent for a while, until he spoke up with that goddamn sexy American accent, and invited me inside. I followed him in, when he locked the door with the secondary locks at the very top and bottom of the door, where no one could reach in and turn them, thanks to Ali's amusing plan.
"Just come upstairs," he told me, gesturing me up to his bedroom. I didn't know whether or not I liked where this was going, but it was only a talk that I was after.
"Okay," I said simply, following him to the end of a corridor and up a flight of stairs. At the top, I followed him into a room to the right. It was a big room, the walls painted burgundy - my favorite color. His bed was king-sized, made of black leather with maroon bed sheets and duvets. His curtains were black and closed, casting a shadow in the entire room.
"So, look, about the other night... I'm sorry," Benjy apologized, smiling his most unique smile. It was crooked on one side, with dimples showing. Cute fucker.
He climbed onto his bed, his laptop beside him, and closed it shut, before throwing it onto the floor and gesturing me to sit at the bottom of his bed.
"It's... it's fine." I took my seat at the bottom of his bed, while he lay at the top.
"So, you were okay with it?" he asked, still looking me in the eyes. I never stopped fidgeting with my sleeves, and he noticed that, not to mention my boner. I was wearing very tight skinny jeans, and my package was more than visible. Although, so was his.
"Uh, sure."
"So, you liked it?" he asked, his face a look of seriousness and concern.
"Uh... yeah," was all I could manage.
"Are you gay?" he asked, very suddenly, his face still serious.
I didn't know what to say, to be honest. The word made me quiver, and I could barely reply. "I dunno. I mean, I think so, but... I... yes, I am. Are... are you?" I asked, not looking him in the face, just playing with my sleeves, as always.
"Why do you do that?" he asked me, moving from the top of his bed to the bottom, where I sat. I was looking at my lap, playing with my sleeves.
"What?"
"That," he said, putting his hands against mine, pulling them apart from the sleeves.
"Because I'm nervous," I admitted weakly, daring not look him in the eye.
"You shouldn't be. By the way, yes, I'm gay."
"Okay," was my idiotic reply. I tried to fidget with my sleeves, out of habit, but his hands were on mine, so I couldn't. "You've been ignoring me, haven't you?" I said, still not daring to look up, trying to fidget with whatever I could. But, there was nothing. His hands were on mine, keeping me from doing anything.
"I thought you needed space," Benjy said boldly, moving a little more close than he should have.
"For what?"
"To figure stuff out. I mean, I practically attacked you at your back door on Friday, and then again on that field. I thought I'd stay away for a while. I'm really sorry."
"For what?"
"Well, that, and... this," he said, pushing his face towards mine. He stopped, just in front of my face, pulled up my chin, and kissed me. He didn't use his tongue, but just kissed me. I didn't know how to react. I never did, really. I was a virgin, and hadn't kissed a boy since Friday. Even then, I hadn't any experience, so just did what I felt right.
He moved his hands off mine, a^@d nd moved them around my neck. I was already playing with my sleeves, but I stopped as soon as he pushed me back against his bed and climbed on top of me. I didn't know what was happening, but right about then I would let him do anything to me. Benjamin broke the kissing, and started to kiss my neck. It was a complete turn-on spot, as it always was, and I was tingling as soon as he breathed across it. I felt my cock begin to grow in my trousers, if that was possible, and felt his beginning to poke me in the stomach. We broke apart again to lift off my t-shirt, and began kissing passionately. His tongue was exploring my mouth, this time, as he began unzipping my jeans. He pulled them down, broke apart, and roared into an immense laughter. At first, I thought he was mocking me, but then I realized that it was because of my underwear. They were my Buddha boxers. An image of Buddha's face was in the middle, and it said 'Rub For Luck!' I was just glad I wasn't wearing my Spongebob or 'Don't Open Til Christmas' underwear.
When he stopped laughing, he took my socks off, and threw them to the side. Then, moved back up to kiss my ear and play with my emo hair. I thought I looked stupid, because he messed it, but he reassured me I was a sexy. Ooo. I tingled when he told me that.
But, he stopped then, so suddenly, and lay down beside me. I was a little upset, because I thought we had finished, but he pushed me over the top of him and kissed me once more. "Let me see your face," he said abruptly, pushing my hair out of my face, revealing my hidden face. "Your eyes are green," he said, before kissing me once more. I didn't know what I was doing, but I felt the urge to move my hand from his chest, slowly passed his happy trail, and down to his undies. Slowly, intimately, I placed my hand over the top and began to rub his hard-on, teasing him before I went in. When I did, he gasped as I firmly grabbed his dick and began to jerk it up and down, across the head and back down. I couldn't believe what I was doing. I was with Benjy, my crush, who was gay, and had what felt like an eight inch rod that just so happened to be grasped in my hands, being firmly throttled by me.
"I'm a virgin," I suddenly told him, expecting his face to drop.
"Duh!" he said, "Like everyone doesn't already know."
I continued wanking off Benjy, and decided to pull down his underwear so I could get a better look at him. I did, and he pulled them off his ankles and kicked them away. He was entirely nude, but that isn't what I cared about. My attention was on his cock. It was perfect, dripping of precum, and looked like it poked eight inches out of his body. I decided that I would go down on him there, but, I was too late. When I looked up at him, he grabbed my Buddha undies and ragged them down, revealing my seven and a half inch dick. Before I had the chance to give him head, his head was already on its way to my cock. Benjy being underneath me, he slithered down further to meet up with my dick, and shoved it into his mouth. His mouth moved up and down on my dick, and it felt fantastic. His tongue moved across my flesh, paying close attention to my head, and then he moved to by balls. He began licking them and sucking them, putting them in his mouth while jerking off my dick, and, when I announced to him that I was about to cum, his mouth was straight onto my dick as I cummed straight into his willing mouth.
Moving back up to meet my face, we began to make-out. He still had my cum in his mouth, and he began wiping it across mine, allowing me to taste my own baby gravy. It wasn't bad, I should say, and actually tasted quite flavored. But, even then, he didn't move his hand from my dick, and I didn't move mine. I hadn't gone this far with anyone before, never mind a guy, so I was very excitable. Was I going to lose my virginity? I didn't even know whether or not I was a top or bottom, or versatile. I mean, a few times when I was alone I would slip a few fingers into my hole while wanking, but I hadn't gone farther than three or four, and they didn't go very deep.
But, I didn't have much time to think, because, before I knew it, I felt the tip of Benjy's finger at the crack of my hole while we kissed and jerked each other off. Then, breaking apart, Benjy took out some lube from his dresser (obviously, he wasn't a virgin) and poured some of it onto his fingers, before approaching me and kissing me again. I gasped a little when his fingers wiped the lube across my hole, the coldness of it was a shock. Then, wiping it across his fingers, he slipped one into me. One by one, he placed three of his fingers into my hole. He held them there for a while, letting me get use to having someone else inside of me. It felt weird. His hands were warm, but the lube was cold, and the feeling of Benjy inside me made me tingle. Then Benjy began to slip the three in and out while kissing and jerking me. Without warning, he slipped a fourth into me, and continued slipping them into me. I gasped, as he added his thumb to the equation, but there he stopped as I hoped he wouldn't fist me on my first time.
We were both sitting on our knees while this happened, and Benjamin pushed me down again.
"Are you okay?" he asked, before continuing. I was lying on my back, and nodded briefly, before taking his hand in mine. Benjamin stepped off of the bed and pulled me right up to the edge. With his other hand, he lifted each of my legs up individually and placed them over his shoulders. He lubed my hole up a lot, with his free hand, rubbing it in and slipping two fingers in while he was at it. He moved around in me, in a circular motion and then pushed out to lick his fingers.
Here it comes, I thought to myself, waiting for him to enter me. I held his left hand, and he used his right to lube up his massive cock. Placing his head on the tip of my hole, he began to push his cock into me. He was slow, while filling me up, and after he pushed farther and farther into my ass, he said "You okay?"
I nodded again, squeezing his hand as he pushed further inside. I hadn't gone this deep with my little fingers, but I was sure that his rod had already taken my virginity. I didn't take my eyes off of Benjy as we looked each other in the eyes. He looked away sometimes, but that was to make sure he was doing me right. After a few second, Benjamin began to slide out again, and just before I felt his bell about to leave me, he pushed in again. It felt like I was having a bowel movement at first, but then the pain hit me. It wasn't too painful, but there was some pain there, while he entered and left me continuously. When he saw my eyes scrunch closed, he halted and asked me if I was fine, but I told him I was, and he continued. After a while the pain died away, and Benjamin began to reach my prostate. I couldn't see how far in me he was, but it felt pretty deep. Every now and then, I felt him hit a point inside of my ass that would fill me with ecstasy and pleasure, until he pulled out again, and then hit the spot again. It just felt unbelievable, having him do me like a dog. Well, it was more romantic than that. He was kind and gracefu^@d l, and didn't move too fast or hard, and wasn't violent at all. He was sincere, as he pushed and pulled. Then, I was overwhelmed with pleasure, and couldn't help but beg for him to slide further into me, deeper into me. "Harder!" I begged, closing my eyes and moving my hips in sync with his dick banging into me. He picked up speed, and I began to move more wilder, Benjy moving with me, while the pleasure the whole time was the best feeling in the world.
"Uhhhh! Kay, I'm going to cum!" he screamed in pleasure, quickening his pace. He lost control near the end, but it didn't hurt me, it filled me more with pleasure. He became really fast, and I noticed his body glistening with sweat. I was waiting for him to shoot his load, but he kept going, holding it back. Then, after another minute, he shot a warm, sticky, gooey liquid deep into my hole. It felt great, having his cum in me. He pulled out slowly, before surprising me by quickly entering and leaving me for a final time. But I could tell that cumming wasn't the end to my first time, because he moved his face down, closer to my hole, and began to rim me clean. His tongue first licked from one end of my crack to the other, and then began to focus more on the inner hole, but not inside. Then, he dipped his tongue into my hole to taste himself there. Being rimmed wasn't better than having Benjy in me, but it was great nonetheless. I just loved how his tongue felt against my shitter, and couldn't help but moan in utter ecstasy.
His head appeared again, and he moved back onto the bed and lay down beside me. He pulled the duvet over us then, and we got into our spooning position. As I fell into a brief nap, I could feel his still hard boner pressing against my hole, and there we fell asleep. I was no top, I knew then. I was a bottom. And, I was no longer a virgin.
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