Ben's Weekend Trip to Utah Chapter 25
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Chapter 25: Four’s Company
The Sunday after the Stanford game, Ben, Caleb and John were at the Arvada Costco doing their grocery shopping. Shopping at the Safeway across the street from their apartment almost every other day was starting to get expensive, and Ben remembered he still had a card attached to his dad’s account back home.
Ben and John didn’t tell Caleb the truth about what happened when they were over at Dylan’s place for an hour. Dylan told Caleb their order had been tied up for a long time at McDonald’s; given it was gameday, that made some sense. There was probably no way of seeing Dylan again without Caleb finding out, and the couple didnt want to out either of them to each other. The trade off for now at least was Ben had a 3rd pair of his favorite blue and white UA shorts from Dylan while he left his plain Navy blue dazzle pair at CU.
Pushing a shopping cart in the store with John made Ben feel like they really were a long-term couple, and John wasn’t afraid of showing his affection for Ben even off campus.
“Look, we can get Gluten-Free bread for JP.” Ben held up a 2 loaves of bread in the bakery section.
“JP? Sometimes it feels like you look out for him more than me!” John hissed.
“That’s not true! He’s a super nice guy, I know you don’t really talk to him, but he’s doing a lot of stuff around the house for us, keeping everything clean in the kitchen and cleaning both bathrooms!” Ben replied putting the bread in the cart.
“Oh, so that’s who keeps stealing my boxer briefs from the bathroom!” John snickered.
“No, that’s still me.” Ben laughed, putting his arm under John’s.
John sighed. “Figures… speaking of underwear…”
Caleb approached them and tossed a pack of multicolored Puma boxer briefs into the cart with a 5 pack of Under Armour white crew socks.
“Hey Caleb, looking to spice things up in bed by adding some color for Sophie?” John teased him.
“Oh, fuck you Johnny! You know very well I’m not getting anything, aside from you guys. I think someone is stealing my underwear from the laundry room too, because I’m missing about 3 pairs. Maybe I should get another pack.” Caleb swore a little too loudly, and some other shoppers were looking at them.
“Gee, calm down buddy, that’s not you is it Benji? I thought you were finishing with stealing things out of closets.” John let Ben’s arm go.
Ben was caught off guard and was in the middle of thinking about Caleb in the Puma underwear. “No! I’ve never gone into your room without your permission Caleb!” That at least was true, Caleb would get the things Ben would want to wear for him and that time he found the PT shorts abandoned they were in Caleb’s bathroom.
“Whatever, I’m sorry, I know it’s not you guys. But it’s obviously someone in the building, and if I catch them…” Caleb held out his clenched fist.
“You’re cute when you’re mad Caleb, better watch it when Sophie figures out how to push your buttons.” John chuckled, causing Caleb to relax a bit.
Ben grabbed a big pack of chicken breasts while Caleb wandered off by himself again. “Do you think we should tell him about Dylan?” Ben asked John.
“I don’t see what the point would be, not like they would be into each other. Caleb is with Sophie and Dylan seems closeted too. If you want your other shorts back you can just send Dylan’s back with Caleb one day like Dylan said.” John took a plastic bag for Ben to slip the chicken into.
“I guess so,” Ben nodded and held out the package to put in the bag. “But would you like to see Dylan again?”
“Damn, of course, I would!” John started pushing their cart. “But what happens if we run into Caleb in Boulder? That’s going to be a very awkward conversation, considering I didn’t go with him to his Leadership Lab yet like I promised!”
“Well, maybe we can go with him to the next game and just drive ourselves. He’d probably stay over with Sophie anyway, and we’ll just drive back before him.” Ben suggested.
“Oh, I like the way you think Benji! That just might work!” John put his arm around Ben’s again.
Caleb found them by the freezers with an 18 pack of Celcius energy drink. “Hey guys, these are on sale, I just hate Peach, wanna help me drink them?
“Uhh fine. Just don’t expect me to go join you for PT again anytime soon.” John shrugged.
“That’s ok. I’m sure you and Ben will finish them soon enough during your weekly quote tennis unquote lessons. Anyway, I’ll catch you guys at the cashiers.” Caleb wandered off again.
“Why did he say it like that?” Ben looked clueless.
“Oh, well if you didn’t notice he’s always been a bit jealous with our PDA. He told me as much before that afternoon we all did stuff together. He just thinks we must be doing tons of naughty stuff at the Rec because I told him the story of our first time there together!” John tried to turn the corner into the ice cream aisle and almost plowed into a small kid with the cart.
“Ughhh. Now I know why you said we shouldn’t come here on a weekend. Where are the samples anyway?” John sighed to Ben.
“No idea. Maybe they’re on lunch.” Ben shook his head.
“Hey look, they have the Mochi ice ceam things we had at Evan’s place!” John pointed to one of the freezers.
“If we get those, we can’t go see the movie after, it’ll melt in the car.” Ben reminded him.
“Let’s skip the movie and just eat here. I don’t think Caleb was too interested in seeing The Exorcist: Believer, anyway.” John replied.
“If that’s what you want to do, you’re the one driving.” Ben grabbed one of the boxes in the freezer and the couple made their way to the checkouts.
Caleb found them in their checkout lane, tossing in another box of the underwear and took out his debit card.
“What do you think you’re doing Caleb?” Ben asked him.
“Paying! You’re our chef and all the clothes are mine!” Caleb started to unload the cart onto the belt.
“You can’t do that! The card is under my name and I have to pay!” Ben was starting to sound annoyed.
The cashier looked at the three of them in Mines hoodies, she was probably only a couple of years older than the sophomore students. “I need a payment from the person on the account, Mr. Smegstam, this card says Kilpatrick.”
John burst out laughing at the butchering of Ben’s name, while Ben glared at Caleb. “See, what did I say Caleb? Just CashApp me or whatever back.”
“Are you guys frat brothers?” The cashier asked after Ben handed her his card.
“Nope, maybe even closer than that. My boyfriend and our roommate.” Ben gave her a huge smile.
After checking out, the three of them sat in the food court eating hot dogs and churros.
“Just sent you $60 for the clothes.” Caleb looked at Ben and bit down on his churro while holding his phone.
“I guess we might see you in them before Sophie!” John jabbed Caleb on the shoulder. “You didn’t give us an update on how she enjoyed being at the game with you.”
“You got a little ketchup on your chin there John.” Caleb reached up with a napkin, but lightly punched him on the cheek. I think I still need to move slowly with her. I’ll probably go back again for the weekend before the Oregon State game next month.”
“She was so quiet though at the tailgate!” John checked his chin for the ketchup but found nothing.
“Yeah, she was put off by being the only girl there. I told her Spencer’s girlfriend was with us and they kinda know each other, but then you know what happened. Do you guys want to come to the Oregon State game?” Caleb put down his phone and took of sip of Pepsi.
“Maybe.” John looked at Ben who smiled back. “But if you’re staying the night we’ll drive up in my car by ourselves.”
“Here’s hoping that’s the night!” Caleb looked at his phone again. “Are we still seeing this movie? We’re gonna start to cut it close.”
“Nah,” John shook his head ”Let’s just go home and we’ll see something better another time. Maybe even JP will want to come.”
“That kid? He was still in bed when we left.” Caleb rolled his eyes.
“Well, he better get out of his room for dinner. I’m cooking gluten-free honey soy chicken tonight!!” Ben grinned.
Back at the apartment building, Caleb and John carried up the boxes of their groceries while Ben took the box of ice cream to put it immediately into the freezer. Caleb gathered his new underwear and socks when they got to the kitchen, but stopped dead in his tracks at his bedroom door.
“JP, what the fuck!” Caleb cried out. “Are you queer too?”
Ben and John joined Caleb at the bedroom door and saw JP shirtless in Caleb’s bunk with another guy.
“Caleb! I thought you guys were going to see a movie?” JP’s face was lit up red with embarrassment and his partner started crawling off the bunk in only a pair of gray adidas underwear that were a size too big for him.
“What the hell is this? Are those my boxer briefs?” Caleb chased down JP’s bedmate and grabbed the waistband of the underwear. The stranger yelped as Caleb tugged on the underwear and managed to free himself, stumbling away naked to the living room. JP quickly threw back on his shirt and faced Caleb with a sheepish look. "Caleb, I can explain," he began, but Caleb interrupted him with a mix of anger and disbelief in his eyes.
"Explain what? That you're hooking up with random guys on my bed? And wearing my clothes while you're at it?" Caleb held the pair of briefs up in his hand, his voice rising in frustration.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think you'd be back so soon..." JP's voice trailed off as he tried to come up with an excuse, but it was clear he had been caught red-handed.
John and Ben exchanged unsure glances, not sure how to react to the unexpected drama unfolding before them. Caleb took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down before speaking again.
"I don't care if you bring someone back here, but at least have the decency to tell us first and not use my bed," Caleb said firmly, tossing the briefs onto the floor. "And don't touch my shit without permission!"
JP nodded, looking contrite. "I'm really sorry, Caleb. I shouldn't have disrespected your space like that."
Caleb sighed, the anger draining out of him as he saw the genuine remorse in JP's eyes. "Just...go wash my fucking sheets, and maybe next time, close the door so I don’t walk in on you getting the fellatio.”
"Of course, man. It won't happen again. I promise," JP assured him.
Ben and John’s attention turned to the naked stranger in their living room. He looked to be a freshman, Hispanic, short, with shorter black hair and a lean body.
“Uh hey, I think you can get changed, we got ice cream if you want some.” Ben smiled awkwardly, trying to lift the tension in the apartment.
“Well, I think we caught the underwear thief.” Caleb glared, as their naked guest ran past him back into the bedroom. “Where are your manners JP, you haven’t even introduced us!”
“I’m Joey.” He muttered softly, trying to put back on his plaid boxers.
“Well, Joey, are you even a student here? How’d you meet JP?” Caleb asked calmly, starting to see some humor in the situation.
“Yeah,” Joey replied. “I live in Morgan Hall, we’ve been talking on Grindr all week.”
“JP, you pervert! I guess Freshmen are fair game now!” Caleb chuckled.
JP had gotten out of bed and changed into his house pants. He blushed furiously, realizing he had not only been caught dressing his hookups in Caleb’s underwear, but he had also been outed to all his roommates as well.
"At least we know JP's got game," John quipped, earning a playful shove from Caleb.
“Anyway, Joey. I’m Caleb and yeah that was my underwear you were wearing for some reason, and these are the boyfriends Ben and John.” Caleb picked up the boxes of underwear that he had dropped when he chased Joey out of the room and put them on his dresser.
"Nice to meet you all," Joey said, finally getting dressed in a gray Old Navy shirt and ripped jeans. "Sorry about the whole underwear mix-up, Caleb. I swear I didn’t know they were yours."
“Whatever, JP again if you want to have someone over just tell me. I don’t give a damn if it’s a guy. If you haven’t figured it out Ben, John, and I have our fun together too.” Caleb bit his lip and sat down on the armchair in the living room.
Ben started putting away their groceries as things started to calm down. Since the cat was out of the bag now about Caleb, John, and him, he felt pretty awkward in front of a newly outed JP. There were some hints that JP was gay, like his body language when John invited Connor over for dinner one time, but John never showed as much interest in JP as Caleb, so Ben didn’t talk about it.
“I thought you had a girlfriend?” JP asked Caleb with a confused look on his face, as he sat down on the couch next to him.
“I’m sorry, I guess I should go?” Joey interrupted them, trying to sneak past John to get his shoes.
“You don’t need to go anywhere on account of me. Just because it got at little angry at JP there, that doesn’t mean I bite.” Caleb let out a deep sigh. “And yes, I’ve only dated women, however, I reserve a little fun time with the boys.”
“Caleb! Since we got back early you forgot we can watch the game now!” John shouted at him over the kitchen table.
“Frick! The game!” Caleb grabbed the remote and turned on the TV, but it was still on the pre-game show.
“I’m sorry JP, but I really wasn’t planning on staying.” Joey started to put on his shoes and JP got back up to say goodbye to him.
As Joey opened the door, JP tried to hug him goodbye, but Joey just shook his head and closed the door behind him.
“Fuccccck!” JP yelled and punched the wall behind the door.
Ben went over to comfort him but John noticed JP had hurt himself.
“JP, you’re bleeding, Benji look at his hand.” John examined the wall behind them, it looked like JP had punched right where there was a stud behind the wall, and there was no damage, but his hand was probably sore.
“C’mon, JP, let’s wash that off for you and get some ice on it.” Ben led JP to his bathroom while Caleb lowered the volume on the TV to see if he could help.
Caleb looked into the bathroom. “I’m sorry JP, I didn’t mean to scare him off like that. Do you need any help, Benji?”
JP wiped something from his eye with his uninjured hand but grimaced as Ben washed his bleeding knuckles with antiseptic. “It’s okay Caleb, I don’t blame you, everything is my fault, I just really liked him and thought he was into more than just a quick one, but he was just another scared 18-year-old fresh from living at home.”
“Caleb, can you grab some ice and put it in a Ziplock bag?” Ben dried off JP’s hand and was looking for something in his small first aid kit to wrap it in.
“Sure, be right back!” Caleb ran to the kitchen and started breaking out ice from the trays.
“Anything I can do?” John peeped in his head as Ben started wrapping JP’s hand in a small towel.
“Yeah, go down to the front desk and see if they have something better to wrap his hand in.” Ben took the ice bag when Caleb handed it to him and applied it to the towel as John left. “C’mon, let’s go sit down.” Ben took JP to the living room and sat down with him on the couch.
“How’d you know what to do?” JP sniffled.
“I’d be one sorry-ass Eagle Scout if I didn’t know what to do here.” Ben laughed.
“JP, why didn’t you just tell us you were going to have someone over?” Caleb asked him.
“You guys only told me you were going to the movies last night, so I figured I would have all afternoon alone with Joey. I’m not out to my parents, only a few people here at school.” JP lowered his head in shame.
“What about the underwear thing? Do you have a thing for me or wearing my clothes like Ben here?” Caleb looked at JP quizzically.
JP’s face lit up bright red again. “Who doesn’t! It seems even John does too. But I wasn’t stealing your underwear, so much as using it to jerk off into, I would usually try to put it back after I washed it.
Caleb rolled his eyes, all through high school and Freshman year at Mines he was just the lanky Irish kid in ROTC. Girls would usually be attracted to the uniform, but he had trouble finding anyone interested in him beyond that. Now the three people closest to him in his Sophmore year admitted they had the hots for him, and they were all guys.
John reentered the room with a roll of gauze he had picked up from the front desk. “Got this for you,” He said, handing it to Ben.
“Thanks, Johnny,” Ben said gratefully as he took the gauze and began rewrapping JP’s hand more securely.
“Moron dude at the front was starting to fill an incident report and asking me all sorts of questions. I just told him you were dealing with the first aid, reminded him you were an Eagle Scout and he just let me go.” John sat at the table, and Caleb sat back in front of the TV for the game.
“Thank you, Ben.” JP looked at his right hand which was now properly wrapped. Ben put the ice back on it and JP kissed him on the cheek before he could get back up.
Ben wiped off his cheek but didn’t say anything as John and Caleb seemed to be engrossed in the game that had just started.
“Guess I’m stuck with this for a couple of days! How am I supposed to get off now?” JP laughed and adjusted himself in his lounge pants in front of Ben.
“You need someone to take over from where Joey left off?” Caleb snickered still looking at the TV. “I’m busy this afternoon, why don’t you help him, Ben? You can borrow the new undies or whatever you need in my room.”
Ben looked up at John, they had both jerked each other off in their favorite shorts this morning before getting up, so Ben wasn’t exceptionally horny. “Go ahead Benji, show him your usual magic! We’ll be out here.” John smiled as Caleb turned the volume up on the TV.
“Are you okay with this Ben? I can live without it if you don’t want to.” JP asked. “I thought you didn’t want me touching your stuff Caleb?”
“It’s fine JP, let’s get somewhere more comfortable, can you put on your Barcelona jersey though?” Ben grinned.
“I’m trying to make it up to you for chasing Joey away. I’ve let Ben wear my stuff before so this really isn’t anything different. You guys can also use my bed again, so long as you wash the sheets after like you said you were going to.” Caleb glanced at them as JP got off the couch and John took his place.
“I’m gonna go change too, maybe you should give your dick a wash though first. I’ll see you in there.” Ben disappeared into his bedroom while JP went to the bathroom.
Ben returned to the living room dressed in Dylan’s royal blue UA shorts and the Mines adidas soccer jersey. “Are you sure you’re okay with this babe?” He asked John as he stood in front of him.
John reached out and felt Ben’s tip through the nylon shorts, getting him instantly hard. “Sure Benji, depending on how this game goes maybe Caleb will need me to comfort him too!” He kissed Ben’s dick through the silky shorts and let him go. “Love you!”
“Love you too, hun.” Ben gave John a quick kiss and joined JP in his bedroom.
Caleb and JP hadn’t put as much effort into making their bedroom their space as Ben and John did. JP had a Colorado Rapids scarf hanging with a Messi poster on his side of the room, while Caleb hung an Air Force wings flag on his wall with a small-scale model of a C-17 Globemaster on his desk next to his C/Lt Col rank patch from JROTC.
JP had put on the Nike Barcelona jersey as Ben had requested, but he also was sporting a red pair of Caleb’s brand-new Puma Boxer briefs. As he got closer, Ben saw JP in a whole new light. Much of JP’s acne was under control now and he had a tall body with neatly trimmed blonde hair. His eyes were a similar shade of blue to Ben’s, and they matched the light blue vertical stripes on the Barcelona jersey. Ben had always considered JP somewhat of a gentle giant as he was taller than him and John, and never gave any of them a problem until now.
“Thanks for everything you’ve done for me, cooking and buying special stuff for me, trying to get me to come out of my shell to the other guys. I know I’ve thanked you before, but I really want you to know how much it all really means to me. John is lucky to have someone like you,” JP took a deep breath.
“You’re welcome JP, you’re a really sweet guy too. Are you ready for this?” Ben started to climb up into Caleb’s bed.
“Yup, I’m already hard from putting on Caleb’s underwear and he hasn’t even worn these!” JP laughed.
Ben chuckled too. “Seems like we both have a thing for underwear!”
JP joined him on the bed and leaned into Ben for a kiss on the lips. Ben slipped his tongue inside JP’s mouth and started to feel his dick through the soft material of the new underwear.
As they kissed passionately, Ben couldn't help but feel a growing sense of connection with JP. Despite his insecurities and confusion, there was an undeniable charm to the tall athletic boy that Ben found himself starting to get drawn to. He pulled away, looking into JP's blue eyes, hoping to discover more about him.
"Hey, JP," Ben began softly, "Can I ask you something?"
JP tilted his head, curiosity glinting in his eyes. "Sure, Ben. What is it?"
“Did you play soccer? You look nice in that jersey.” Ben asked and stuck his uncut dick out of the bottom of his shorts and started playing with it.
JP's face broke into a smile. "Yeah, I did play soccer when I was younger. It's my favorite sport, and I’m not saying that just because I’m from Brazil. I never had a chance to play here at Mines because I had a knee injury my senior year of high school, so I had to give it up. I still love watching Barca games, that’s probably the only straight thing I do.
Ben put his cock back and reached out, running his fingers over the embroidered crest on the jersey. “You don’t suppose you’d let me borrow this too one day?”
JP grinned, feeling a strange warmth in his chest. "You know what? I'd be happy to let you borrow this jersey, especially if you guys are up to doing more stuff like this."
Ben grinned back, feeling a similar sensation. "Deal, Mr. Brazilian soccer stud."
JP went to the top of the bed and leaned back on the pillow. He started to stroke himself through the red Puma underwear as Ben crawled between his legs.
Ben lowered his head, kissing JP's thighs as he made his way up to his groin. He kissed JP lightly on the tip of his dick, tasting the precum that had seeped through the fabric. JP let out a small moan, his eyes closing in pleasure.
Ben continued to kiss and lick JP's dick, slowly working his way through the red material. He peeled back the waistband and took it in his mouth, sucking gently and tasting JP's sweet precum.
Lifting away momentarily Ben looked back up as he admired JP’s full six-and-a-half-inch cock. “You’re uncut too.”
JP nodded, eyes closed, and breathed heavily, feeling Ben's warm, gentle mouth on his sensitive tip. “Yeah, that's right. Guess we have a lot more in common than we thought.”
Enjoying the taste and feeling of JP's dick in his mouth, Ben could tell that JP was enjoying it too, as his moans and sighs grew louder and more frequent. He slipped his hand inside the red underwear and lightly stroked JP's balls, feeling them tighten as he continued to suck.
“Benji, you know what?” JP interrupted him again. “You’re way better at this than Joey.” JP ran his uninjured hand through Ben’s hair.
Ben couldn't help but laugh, feeling a mix of amusement and flattery. "Oh, really? You think so?" He pulled away, his eyes never leaving JP's.
"Yeah, definitely. More confident, more skilled, better at giving head." JP added after a moment, a teasing glint in his eyes.
"Thanks, JP. I appreciate that." Ben said sincerely and resumed his efforts on JP’s dick.
JP let out a soft groan as Ben returned to his task, feeling his dick being expertly sucked by his roommate’s skilled mouth. He fought against the growing sensation of pleasure overwhelming him, his body trembling slightly as Ben's tongue and lips worked their magic on his dick.
“Ben, I’m going to cum soon,” JP warned, his voice strained and urgent.
Ben took this as a challenge, and he quickened the pace, sucking and stroking JP's dick with renewed vigor. As JP's warnings grew more intense, Ben could feel the pressure building up in his mouth. He savored the taste and sensation of JP's precum, mixed with his own saliva, as he pleasured him.
JP moaned louder, his body arching off the bed as a tidal wave of pleasure engulfed him. Ben could feel JP's dick throbbing in his mouth, and he closed his lips around the tip, waiting for the explosion.
And then it happened. JP's hips bucked violently, and with a strained cry, he blew his load into Ben's waiting mouth. Ben swallowed each large spurt eagerly, the taste and feeling of JP's cum overwhelming his senses. He continued to suck and swallow every last drop, savoring the moment before pulling back.
JP panted heavily, his body still trembling from the intensity of the orgasm. He looked down at Ben with a mixture of gratitude and desire, his eyes soft and vulnerable. "You're something else, Ben.” JP caught his breath as he ran his fingers through Ben’s hair again. “I guess it’s time to wash Caleb’s sheets.”