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 -- My New friend
From Chapter 1: The door rattled again. "You boys okay in there?" Dad's voice said. "Um -- um -- yeah! Dad! I -- um -- guess I had a nightmare. Not used to having someone else sleep with me -- I guess." "Why don't you sleep out on the couch, Ben?" Dad said. "I think he'll be okay now, Mr. Hastings. I'll try to stay on my side of the bed!" Ranj laughed. Dad's footsteps trailed down the hall. Ranj and I then started giggling almost uncontrollably. (But quietly!) Most of my spunk had emptied down his throat. When we kissed, it was impossible to tell if it was him or me that I tasted. But -- who cares?
Chapter 2 I have to admit, after that night, with my dad right down the hall, and considering the whore I was that first week in the back parking lot, I was a little worried what I might do, staying the night at Ranj's house tomorrow night! I was thinking, pondering - - worrying about this when my dad announced, "Time to get up, boys!" Ranj was hugging the edge of his bed like it was a safe haven. I wondered that was the way he felt. The last I remember last night, we were in close embrace. I fell asleep that way. "Ranj -- you okay?" He rolled over and grinned at me. "Oh, hell yes! Before last night -- Well, lets just say, I'm no longer confused!" "Oh! About - - " "Whether or not I'm gay! As far as I'm concerned, I will stay a virgin forever -- from girls! I'm hooked!" "Oh. I was a little worried that maybe -- last night was too much." I said. I got up and he seemed to approve of my naked skinny body. He rubbed his crotch as he eyed me from top to bottom. "God, I love -- er -- loved last night! I may have some trouble concentrating today -- especially in Chemistry!" I felt everything from my neck up get hot. I grabbed my sleep pants and put them on, unlocked the door and went to the bathroom and shower. I soaped myself all down and then rinsed off. I had to pee bad, so I had just started to relax enough to let it go when the shower curtain opened. "You really look great all wet!" he said. I freaked out as I saw that the bathroom door was completely open. "Get outa here, Perv!" I shouted, painfully squeezing off the intended pee. "What's the matter, Cutie Pie? You all of a sudden regretting our sex last night?" He said, opening up the other side of the curtain. "Ranj! Are you crazy -- my parents -- my DAD!" I whispered. "They just left!" he laughed. "Left!? For where?" I said in disbelief. "They didn't say. But your mom said to tell you that breakfast is ready to be nuked in the fridge. They left together. I saw their car drive away. "You scared the shit outa me!" I said. He stood there grinning. "So -- aren't you gonna invite me in? He said. I opened the shower wider and all of a sudden I really had to pee bad. "Wait!" I said, as I let it go. I was half erect and so it shot across the shower. He got in and walked right into my pee! "What're you doing?" I shrieked, again, painfully stopping my pee. "Don't stop!" He cried. "I heard this is supposed to be hot!" He came closer and kissed me a little. Then he said, "Well? Were you finished -- with your pee?" "I'm not gonna pee on you!" I said. "Go ahead! We're in the shower! It'll wash right off. I want to see what it feels like." I tried to relax enough but it barely trickled out. I could feel there was a lot still there, but -- ohhh! Finally it started to flow! Then he kissed me. I stopped peeing again. "That's it? That's all you got?" He said laughing. "What're you trying to do to me?" I said. "I just heard it was good! Go ahead let it go, he said, and he kissed me again. I got into the kiss, but could not pee. He again stopped kissing me. "Relax and let it go again. But try not to stop when I kiss you. I closed my eyes. I reached and stroked the hair on my neck -- the usual way I started my pee. It started again. This time when he kissed me, it slowed a bit but I forced myself to let it go. Then I felt it. The satisfaction of peeing -- and the elation of kissing this hot guy in my arms -- felt almost as good as -- a climax! "That WAS good! Where did you hear about that?" "Something I read about on the internet. So -- can I do it?" "Hell yeah!" His big boner -- which I was seeing for the first time clearly -- reached up to past my belly button. When he started to pee, it came all the way up over my shoulder. I grabbed him and pulled him close. His pee felt hotter than the water that was coming down on top of us. Then he kissed me. His tongue lapped at the roof of my mouth again, and I reciprocated. He moaned loudly, and pulled me even closer. "Oh! OHHH!" he said. He started to thrust wildly, as I felt the consistency of his flow changed from watery to slippery. He then let out loud cries as his orgasm reached its climax. He went half limp in my arms. It was all I could do to hold him up. I started to laugh. "You DO cum easily, don't you?" I said. He just held fast to me and when he finished, he said, "Omigod, I love you, Benny!" I felt the same, but I knew that this wasn't coming from our heads or our hearts. It was our gonads talking! I felt like laughing and crying all at once. I wanted the feeling -- of elation -- of love -- to last but even as I thought about it, it was drifting away. When he was finished with his orgasm, and I pulled him close again, I craned my neck to look into his eyes. He either couldn't -- or wouldn't meet my gaze. "I felt the same, Dude." "What?" He said. "I felt like I loved you when we were both -- hot." "Oh." He said, quietly. "What?" I said. "I -- still -- feel it. Benny -- I love you! I do! Don't tell me that you don't love me -- please - - ?" I wanted to cry. I looked into his eyes. I don't know whose eyes were more pained. Then I saw it. Even though we were standing in the shower, it was obvious that tears filled his eyes. I couldn't let my eyes cry, but the big football star was standing in my embrace, finally meeting my gaze, tears running down his face . The reason he couldn't look before was he was -- too emotional. "You'll have to give me some time, Ranj. I -- want -- to mean it when I say it." "You don't think I mean it -- do you?" He said. His voice broke a little. "It's not that, Ranj. It's not you at all." CRAP! This sounds like a bad sitcom line! "Maybe tonight we can - " "I think maybe we better not -- see each other - tonight." He said. "Nooooo! Ranj -- Dude! Please! I - " "I'll -- I'll see you at school. I have to -- do a lot of thinking, Ben. I know you're right. It's too fast. We're going way too fast." He ran out of the bathroom and flew into his clothes. "I'm sorry, Ben -- I'm sorry. I can't -- Can't -- um -- I'll see you at school -- okay?" He grabbed his shoes and was trying to tuck I his shirt as he stumbled out to his car. I watched his car careen around the corner. I went back to bed and looked at the ceiling until I fell asleep.
"Ben! What're you doing still in bed??!!" Mom shrieked. "You're late for classes! Oh, honey, are you sick?" "Huh?" I said, sitting up in a daze. I looked at the clock. SHIT! I AM late. "No! I'm fine! I mean, no -- not -- I mean - " "Just get dressed, I'll fix you some breakfast." "NO!" I said. My last conversation with Ranj returned to me. I was suddenly sick. "No breakfast, please, Mom? I do feel a little, um, sick. But I GOTTA be at class!" I pulled on some clean clothes and ran out the door. I missed my first two classes altogether. I didn't care. I was five minutes late for chemistry. When I walked in all eyes were on me. Ranj was sitting in the rear of the class -- as usual -- and as soon as our eyes made contact, he averted his. As soon as class was over I rushed to catch up with Ranj. "Wait! We need to talk!" I said, feeling flushed as I almost ran up to him. He turned on me with a rage. He was walking with two of the other football players. He grabbed my shirt, ripping it and lifted me off my feet, and jammed me against a wall. "Listen, Fag! Just because I let you tutor me, don't be getting any other ideas!" He dropped me and they walked off laughing. I couldn't react like I wanted to. I'm not even sure I knew how I wanted to react! First of all, I wanted to cry. I couldn't. I looked all around and at first it didn't occur to me that guys like him -- footballers -- call everyone fag that isn't on the team. That didn't occur to me as I stood there, knowing that everyone that was looking at me (and believe me EVERYONE WAS looking at me!) knowing I was a fag. I picked up my books and walked away, focusing on a faraway light pole, so as to not make eye contact with anyone. I was walking slowly, trying my best to numb my brain. "Fuckin' jocks are ass holes!" I stopped and closed my eyes. Something warm touched my hand. I looked over to my left. Tears came to my eyes when I saw Reyna. "C'mon Sweetie!" She said, grabbing my hand. Let's get something to eat." As bad as I felt, I found myself very hungry. Reyna was not in that good a mood either. She found out that her TaeKwonDo hunk was - - married! So she was seeing red before she witnessed what happened between me and Ranj. We more or less spent our lunch break in commiseration. After lunch, I slowly walked toward the gym. I didn't want to go there at all, afraid that I might run into -- not just Ranj -- but any of the assholes that frequented the locker rooms. I was almost to the door when I heard, "PSSST!" I turned and Ranj was standing at the corner of the building -- beckoning for me to follow him. I took a step in that direction and he disappeared around the corner. I stopped and turned and walked away -- away from the corner, away from the gym. I went to my car and sat there through my gym period time. Then I went to my other class, but skipped chem. Lab. When I got to my car, I could see Ranj walking fast from the other side of the lot. I jumped in and drove off quickly. In my rear view mirror, I saw him stop, and go limp. His head dropping to his chest. I drove around for two hours, before finding myself pulling into the overflow parking lot. It was nearly dark. My "regular" was there, looking hopeful. I let him blow me, got off, and didn't really feel it. He didn't require reciprocation. I got back into my car and put the keys into the ignition. When I turned the key, another hand grabbed mine and turned it off. I screamed, and he put his hand over my mouth -- hard. "Ben -- Benny -- Ben! Please!" When I realized it was Ranj, I relaxed a little. But I folded my arms and said nothing. "Ben -- I -- I -- PLEASE! I'm sorry!" Something snapped inside me. "You're - - SORRY!!?" I raged. "YOU DIDN'T SOUND SORRY THIS MORNING" "Ben, I really l -- l -- like you -- a lot! I mean lov -- no! I can't even think! I TOLD you I couldn't come out -- not yet! But you have to believe me! I don't want - - to - - quit with you! I'll make it right. I WILL! But PLEASE give me some time! PLEASE!" He fell on my lap, hugging my waist. Crying, he pleaded one more time, barely able to get it out, "P -- p -- please?" I was touched. I really was. I put my hand gently on his head, and caressed his ears. He sobbed and took a deep breath, exhaling loudly and shuddering. I petted his head. He reached over me and released the seatback handle and my seat reclined. He unbuttoned my Levis and took out my recently spent dick. I stopped him. "Not now, Ranj. I - - can't - - right now." He hugged me and kissed my lower tummy. Then he got up and while massaging me back to stiff wood, said, "So - - will you -- Can you -- I mean -- are you gonna -- um -- still come over tonight?" He looked longingly into my eyes. I tried to keep strong, but -- I melted. I couldn't hide it, either, so -- he kissed me. I kissed him back. "I can't believe I'm saying this," I said, "but the main reason I'm coming over tonight, is because my dad expects it!" He laughed. "You think I'm joking?" I warned. "I'm not! You really hurt me this morning." "Please trust me." "I'm coming over tonight. Don't ask any more of me - - right now." My phone vibrated. My home number showed up. "Hello?" "Are you still at school, Sweetheart?" It was Mom. "Yeah." "Why don't you ask your friend to come over again tonight?" I looked at Ranj. He heard her. He was shaking his head wildly - - no! "I'll have to ask him -- if I can contact him. You know I was supposed to go to his house tonight." "Well, let me know." "Bye." "No, we -- can't -- I have - had -- erm -- something nice planned for dinner." I called Mom back and told her than he was already cooking dinner for us. "I'll be home in a few minutes, to change clothes and -- grab something to -- sleep in." Ranj kissed me and went back to his own car. I went home. I must have been feeling better than I realized. "Well, you look pleased with yourself!" Dad said. "You look somehow more - - sure of yourself! Maybe some of this jock friend of yours is rubbing off on you!" He laughed. If he only knew! I grabbed some clean clothes, and kissed Mom g'bye. "Have a good time, Honey!" She said. "Not TOO good a time! HAHAHA!" Said Dad. "You're such a jerk!" I said as I went out the door. I heard more laughing as I walked away. I heard mom saying, "Bill why do you have to -- blah blah blah." When I got to Ranj's a wonderful smell greeted me before I even reached the door. He opened the door. "Smells great!" I said. He pulled me into the house and immediately hugged me and kissed me. "What teenager can resist pizza?" He pointed at the recently delivered pizza boxes on the dining table. "I thought you were cooking dinner!" I said. "I never said that. That's what YOU told your mom. All I said was I had something nice planned." "Pizza is good -- I'll admit -- but -- nice usually means something more -- um - " He kissed me again -- deeply -- and I kissed his back." "Was THAT nice enough?" He smiled. "It WAS pretty nice." I grinned. And I kissed him again. "Great! We're on the same game plan now!" Said Ranj, squeezing my butt. I squeezed his back. He moved around and started to again unbutton my jeans. "Uh, I don't want to put a damper on this but - " "Well, don't then!" He said, squeezing my growing bulge. "Ranj! Wait. We have all night. And -- they say that all work and no play makes Johnnie a dull boy. But I assure you, all play and no work will make him dull for life! Let's do some studying first. Besides, that will make me feel like I wasn't lying to my parents." "That's important to you, isn't it?" He said. "Yeah. I wouldn't want to disappoint my mom." "Hmm. Somehow I got the idea that it was your dad that you were worried about disappointing." "Too late for that. I'm already a big disappointment to him." "Yeah, I could see that. That sucks! I wish I could help that out." "You already have. I'm sure that Dad has high hopes that being friends with you will be good for me. He hopes something might rub off on me." "Well, if it doesn't, it's note because I didn't try!" Ranj said as he grabbed at my crotch again. "We better eat that pizza before it gets completely cold!" "Are you trying to avoid me?" "I thought that should be obvious, Raunchy-boy!" and I headed in the direction of the pizza. "You want some ranch?" He said. "Huh?" "Ranch -- you know for your pizza!" "Ranch for pizza? I thought ranch was for salad." "Try it!" He brought me a bowl or ranch dressing. I tried it. I liked it! "Now I'm really gonna have to start working out! As if pizza doesn't have enough crap in it already!" I laughed. "Not to worry, my little stud! I'll give you a good workout tonight!" "You mean after we study some chemistry?" I taunted. "You have a one track mind!" "I'm just focused. And when it's time to play -- I can do it guilt free." When we finished eating, he went to the DVD and put in a porn video. I walked over and pushed "eject" and picked up my chemistry book. Ranj moaned -- and NOT a good moan! "Okay, the other night we memorized all the elements on the periodic table and their place there, so tonight I thought that we could memorize their respective valences." "Omigod! Who cares?" "Well, you should, for one! First of all, we WILL be tested on it, and also if you memorize them and understand what the significance is, then you will understand why it takes 2 molecules of hydrogen and one oxygen to make water. And you will have a much better understanding of why H2O2 is so unstable at one atmosphere." "Yeah, like I'll ever understand all that crap. What's H2O2 anyway?" "Heavy water. It's a great sports water!" "Huh?"
"It can super oxygenate your system." "And I should care about that becaaause ---?" "Don't worry about that now! It'll make your life much easier in this class -- later! Just trust me!" At that remark, he seemed to go cold. "What's wrong?" I said. "You still don't trust me -- do you?" "I'm trying to -- forget what happened this morning. I want to forget it!" "But you can't - - huh?" "Can you?" He dropped his head. "No." He sat hard on the couch. "But I want to try to make it up to you." He said, looking at me from under his brows. "Okay. Let's go from there. You try to make it up to me, and - - I'll try to accept whatever you are trying to give me." I said. "Let's start with this: Last night you said you loved me. Was that because you had just had such an excellent orgasm? Or do you really have feelings for me." He remained where he was, his head down, looking at me almost through his eye brows. I appreciated that he didn't answer immediately. Finally he said, "Can I say -- both?" "If it's true, you can." "Ben -- I know I hurt you awfully this morning, and -- and -- I feel terrible about it. But -- last night you hurt me -- awfully. I've never before told anyone -- besides my parents -- that I love them. And when I did, you turned around and rejected me. That hurt!" Now it was I who felt terrible. For two reasons: One, I still don't feel I can say the words to him -- as easily as he did to me. And two -- I know he feels hurt. "Okay -- look." I said. "I have these very strong feelings -- for you -- really -- and they are stronger than I've ever felt for anyone else. Maybe it IS love. It's just that -- It's just -- when I tell you -- or anyone -- THAT -- I want to be totally sure of it." "So what you're saying is that you still can't." He said. "Do we have to do this again? You can't run home this time. Are you gonna send me home?" I wondered if he was going to send me home in one piece. "Ben -- sit down." I started to sit next to him on the couch. He shook his head and pointed to a chair facing the couch. I sat. "Ben -- it just came to me. We're speaking a different language. You're thinking of a lasting, love-you-forever-til-death-do-us part' love and I'm thinking a better feeling than I've ever felt for any best friend' love. That's what I feel. Are you hoping to wait for -- for that forever love -- to even call it love? And if so -- does it have to be that way in order for you to give yourself -- to me?" "If that's what you call love, then - - Ranj, I love you!" When I said that, it went through me like a wave of -- something -- electricity? No! The only thing I can call it is like a wave of warm, liquid pleasure. He looked at me in amazement. "What?" I said. "All of a sudden you seemed to almost -- glow or something. Like something changed inside you." "Something DID! I felt it. I liked saying it -- after it came out. I DO love you!" I grinned. "I DO!" "So -- do we still have to do the stupid - " "Homework?" I said. "Of course. I wouldn't have it any other way for the -- er -- a guy I love!" We studies half the night. Hey! Valences are not easy. Guess what we did the rest of the night! Don't get too wild -- we didn't do much more than we had done before. But -- we found several new ways of doing it! And kissing, cuddling and fondling never got old to either of us! Notes: Any comments are welcome. Thanks to all of you who have been so kind as to write. I will always answer! Write to Steve at stevethomas535@hotmail.com. Put "Ben" in the subject line so I know it's not junk mail. Thanks and ... Love, Steve