Date: Fri, 18 Feb 2005 00:14:16 +0000 (GMT) From: roy p...... Subject: Seduction part 3 The final part of Ben's tale of seduction and learning. Perhaps not the ending you would expect, but fiction has to have some basis in reality to be believable. Besides, I have a couple more stories to finish before my keyboard wears out! Seduction part 3 Carl woke up and blinked his eyes. It was daylight that hurt them. Daylight! He sat up and looked at the clock. Ten past eight! Momentarily, he panicked. Then he remembered, it was Saturday, he didn't have to go to school. He was suddenly aware that someone else was in the bed with him, and he looked around. Ben! The dream had been real! Carl always took a while to wake up in the morning. Carl studied Ben's face, he really was a beautiful boy. His untidy blond hair was strewn in a sunburst of gold. His closed eyelids flickered, indicating a dream in progress. A barely audible snore came from his nose. The naked chest only just visibly rose and fell as he breathed. Carl reached over and touched his arm, finger tips on silky skin. Such perfection, such beauty, asleep in his bed. Ben turned towards him, his eyes opening, and on seeing Carl, a smile broke on those tender lips. Ben stretched a bit, and murmured "Mmmm." Carl lay back down, still feeling that silky skin on Ben's arm. The smile widened, another "Mmmm." Carl remembered the pleasures of the previous night, and felt a stirring down below. A silky hand brushed over his thigh, lightly held his growing cock, and gently slid the skin up and down. Ben's eyes closed again and the hand stopped moving as he fell asleep again. A couple of minutes later it restarted, and Ben moved again, waking slightly more this time. "Do it to me." He whispered. Carl reached over and his hand found Ben's erect cock, standing straight up. He rubbed it up and down at the same rate his was being done. "No, do it to me, take me, put it in me." Ben said, slowly, sleepily. He rolled over some more, put an arm round Carl's body, and half-heartedly pulled it towards him. Carl moved himself to kneel over Ben, supporting himself on his hands either side of Ben's chest and knees between his legs. Ben opened his legs wider into the vacated space in the bed. Carl's cock, fully hard now, nuzzled between Ben's legs and he moved his body to tease the tip over Ben's virgin hole. Ben's hands moved to Carl's sides and weakly tried to pull him up the bed, to make the move happen. "Do it." He whispered, his eyes closed again. Ben pulled a strained, pained expression as Carl's cockhead pushed at the ring of muscle, then forced an entry. His eyes remained closed. "More." He said. Carl pushed in more. "Do it." Ben said. Carl held a pressure as his cock slid right in. Slowly, sleepily, Ben rocked his hips, inciting Carl to pull halfway out, then push back in. In, out, in, out. Up, down, up, down, they both moved in unison. Carl's cock found little resistance other than the tightness of the hole. Ben's body was still relaxed, still almost sleeping. In, down; out, up, they both moved in slow, steady unison. This wasn't sex, it was making love. Carl leant forwards and kissed his lover's lips. Their tongues touched and slid over one another. They parted, the kiss broke but they still touched tongues, flicking their tips across each others. Ben was in heaven. He never dreamt it could be so good. His feeling this morning wasn't the excitement of lust, it was the warmth of deep love. Carl didn't feel lust either, he felt contentment. Love hadn't bitten him as it had Ben; but a personal satisfaction had. This was the sex he'd craved with Malcolm, not the drink-fuelled self satisfaction they had taken from each other. He had thought that was all man sex could give, now he was tasting the beauty of what it could really be. Time stood still as they rocked their coupled bodies together, it took no effort but gave such pleasure. They both wanted it to last for ever, but the stimulation made sure an end would come, not a rutting climax but a much more sensual, softer blending of souls. Simultaneously they stopped their movements and lay chest to chest as their seed flowed from them. They lay together still, the only movements being the beating of their hearts and the slight twitching of their cocks as they delivered their offerings to each other, Carl's inside Ben and Ben's between their bodies. Ben opened his eyes and whispered "I love you." Carl climbed off Ben and got up, out of bed. He knew Ben had wanted him to say the same thing back, but - this had gone far beyond what Carl wanted, he was unwilling to make any commitment of that sort. He walked out of the room, went to the toilet and sat down, trying to stop his mind's whirling confusion. Ben watched him leave and his heart broke. For a few minutes he'd had everything, now it was wrenched from him but - somehow he understood. Nothing was forever, everything is for now. Carl came back into the room and looked at Ben. "I'm sorry -" he began. "Don't." Ben said. He got out of the bed, gathered up his clothes and walked towards the door. When he got to Carl he stopped and looked him in the eye. "Thanks." He said, and closed the door on the way out. Carl was sitting on the bed, his mind blank, when Ben returned with two cups of coffee. He handed one to Carl. "I haven't sugared it, I don't know if you -" "I don't. Thanks." "Wednesday night." "What?" "Wednesday night. I can come round Wednesday night if you want to -, I mean, I know I want to again, if you do?" Carl tried to think. "I - er - yes, O.K. then, if you don't mind -" "No, I want to. A couple of times a week, perhaps. But -" "But? But what?" "But I want you to help me with the maths. I'm fed up with being the class dork at it, two and two make seven to me, and I don't want to go through life not being able to work things out for myself. So a maths lesson, then -" and he looked down into Carl's lap. "Sound fair?" "Very fair," replied Carl. "Very fair." Ben came third in the class end of year maths exam that year.