Date: Mon, 16 Oct 2006 16:19:04 +0000 From: Steve Thomas Subject: Bens Fantasy, Chapter 13 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-- My New friend Jared -- A football whore. Sargeant Shipley -- High School Friend Rex Majors -- Ranj's roommate. From Chapter 12: And you really don't want me to do you -- do you?" "No. He said, "But maybe you can kiss me while I jack off." "I'd be happy to do that." I said. HE stroked himself no more than six or eight times before he grabbed me and held me in an almost strangle hole while he pumped off a huge load -- all over both of us. When he finished, he started to get up. "Gotta clean up!" he said. "No!" I said. "Don't! Let me!" I climbed on top of him and started to lick off all the cum that was on him. He covered his eyes. Finally something that embarrassed him! "Now I'm a little worried -- that -- I'll never have that good a time with a girl!" He said. "You will -- if you're attracted to girls!" I said. "Well, I am!" Rex was completely relaxed, and I snuggled up close to him -- like I had the night before. I was almost asleep when he said, "It seems almost silly, but - I love you already, little bro." I nodded in agreement and kissed his hand. Chapter 13: "Hey! You guys gonna sleep all day? I made some break - " Ranj looked at Rex and me, still snuggled up in bed, and it took him back. "Oh! My god, Rex. If I had known that you swung both ways, think of the fun we coulda had!" Ranj said in disgust. "Man, you didn't waste any time moving in on my guy!" Rex moved quickly away from me, and indignantly answered, "In the first place I DO NOT swing both ways! In the second, I'd never fuck a guy who goes down with anything he can find with a dick! In the third place I STILL have not fucked ANYONE, and don't intend to until I'm married! And in the fourth place -- if I'm not mistaken, you lost your chances with this prince next to me!" I saw the dismayed look on Ranj's face. I felt sorry for him. I wanted to hug him. I wanted to do much more with him. I wanted Ranj to tell Rex that he still loves me and then beg me to come back! It was like my entire body was yearning to hear those words. "You're right." Said Ranj. "Sorry. I couldn't help my reaction. Come on out for breakfast." When Ranj left, he closed the door and we both put on underwear and took our turns relieving our pee wood. Well, mine was harder than pee wood, but no one else had to know that. Ranj had put together the same kind of breakfast as before, like eggs benedict with curry, and Canadian bacon. Away from home, man meat isn't the only thing he's gotten into. He has been maxing out on beef. I found my mind wandering to why he got so wild. I was trying to justify his behavior: because he was a boy, just away from home, he got crazy -- and - - could he -- CAN he settle down? And -- if he can -- can I -- SHOULD I -- deal with his violent streak. SHIT! I love him so much! I just want to run to him and tell him! "Well," Ranj started, "I have to go meet with someone this morning. You boys behave yourself - - or not!" He said, and he winked as he was shutting the door. I couldn't help wondering who this mysterious "someone" is that he is meeting. Probably I don't want to know. I went and took another shower. When I came out, Rex said that he called his parents. He'd be picking his little brother -- Everett -- up at the bus station the next Thursday night. "I think you're gonna love Evvy!" I wondered if he thought much about that before he said it. Does Rex know how badly I need someone to love? I need someone to replace Ranj -- in my heart. All those mushy thoughts about him that I had waking up seem foolish and childish in the light of my wide-awake day. I feel so "grown-up", not acting whimsically on my feelings -- as I had the other night with Ranj. Besides I think I made it clear that it was the last time - - didn't I - - ? He seems to be accepting it. Now the question is - - can I? Rex didn't even have a picture of his brother. He said he thought that Everett was about my size -- "Give or take a couple inches". I guess when you're nearly 6 ½ feet tall, guys around 6 foot all look the same -- SHORT! With Ranj and Rex gone to classes most of the time the next week, I had mucho time for stressing. I went and got my hair cut pretty short and tipped at a nearly hair design college. I spent hours trying out different ways of combing and brushing it. Rex liked it when I parted it and just combed it to the side. Ranj liked it when I brushed it back and spiked it with gel. Rex hated that! He didn't say it, but I could tell. Rex was even older than Ranj. I wondered what Evvy would like. Then it suddenly occurred to me. I don't even know if this kid is gay, and I'm mega-stressing over what he will think of me! And also -- "this kid"! I have been almost always attracted to older guys. Now I'm making a fool of myself over a kid in high school who might be -- or might NOT be -- gay. Well, if Rex and Ranj noticed how silly I was, they were nice enough to not show it. On Wednesday, I just washed my hair and let it hang. The "messy look" didn't look half bad on me! Thursday morning I decided to just not worry about it. I had slept all week in my own bed -- in Rex's room. I woke up early and slipped out to the kitchen and whipped up some pancakes and scrambled eggs and bacon for the guys. They awakened to the smell of the bacon filling the apartment. Both guys came out rubbing their eyes. It had been a long week for them too, as they had not only spring training, but heavy class loads too. After they left, I was tired again, so I went back to bed. I woke up 45 minutes later, at 10:00 AM in a panic. WHAT WAS I THINKING??!! I almost stumbled, running into the bathroom. I shaved with my electric shaver, noticing that in the last year my beard was filling out quite a lot. Then I took a shower and shaved again with a razor -- so close that my face was as smooth as a baby's butt! I washed my hair three times and put conditioner on it, leaving it there while I washed my entire body twice with a wash cloth and my Irish Spring soap. After I used my underarm deodorant, I was putting a facial cream on my face, and again I wigged out. CRAP! How old is this kid? Is he even 18??!!! Here I am trying to make myself look as young as possible. What am I doing??!! I went to the bedroom and climbed back into bed. I had myself a therapeutic wank. I rationalized that it would help rid me of the heavy case of the horns I was feeling for this - - little boy! Eeek! It did help. I got back up and went back into the bathroom and combed my hair then mussed it with my fingers in the messy style I liked Wednesday. I looked at it in the mirror. I grabbed a hand mirror and looked at the back. "This looks like shit!" I thought. I put gel in it and combed it to the side. That looks okay. Not nearly as shit as the other way. Who am I kidding? I looked like Alfalfa from the Little rascals! I got it all wet again and put more gel in it. I "combed" it with my fingers, achieving a cross between the spiked look that I had going earlier and the messy look from Wednesday. I threw up my hands finally and decided I just looked like a dork and nothing would help that! A few minutes after noon, Ranj came home for lunch. He took one look at me and said, "Omigod! You really want this little kid will like you, don't you?" He laughed. I was ready right then to go back and take another shower and just go out for the day. Not even BE there when Rex brought his little brother home. Then Ranj added, "How could he NOT like you, Benny? You look like a god, with attitude! You are cuter than I've ever seen you. You look like you just walked off the cover of a fashion magazine. "Aw, stop playing with me!" I said. "No kidding! And you aren't even dressed. But you always looked best to me in those tighty whities!" That got a physical reaction from me and - - he noticed, but - - said nothing. "What're you gonna wear?" "I have no idea. Does it matter?" I said, hoping he didn't get how much I KNEW and was at this moment obsessing over that very question. "Does it matter?" Ranj repeated. "Of COURSE it MATTERS! You're wanting to play a part. You want to look your best. Hey! Let's go out and get you some clothes!" "Naw!" I declined. "I'm good." "I know that! Like I said, I like you -- hey! That's it -- just stay in your briefs all day and when they walk in, run to the bedroom and - " "Oh, come on, Ranj. `- and' what? What do I have to wear?" "Let's go look." He said. Ranj always dressed very well. He was my size too. He walked into my bedroom. He looked in the drawer and found some stretch jeans I had bought the day before I came from California. Then he found a ribbed tee and was somewhere between brown and olive, but had a sheen on it. "Put these on!" He commanded. I did. I'd have never put those together! I looked in the mirror. I looked hot! The sheen in the tee seemed to accent the tipped highlights in my hair. "God, you look hot!" Ranj said. He giggled and then ran to his room. He appeared with a dark brown rich looking crushed velvet shirt. He just handed it to me. I undid my pants. "No," he said, "Just wear it like a jacket, hanging out and open. I did as he said. I grinned widely as I admired myself in the mirror. But my grin wasn't as wide A Ranj's! "It's too small for me. It's yours!" I felt a little intimidated accepting such a nice gift from the guy I just dumped. "No, I'll give it back after tonight." "You do and I'll come in the middle of the night and stuff it up your ass while you are sleeping!" He threatened. We both laughed. "You look HELLA good! If I can't be your lover, at least let me be your fashion consultant!" Then he pulled something out of his pocket. "Close your eyes." I did, and he told me to walk toward him. I did as told and heard a puff. He had me walk through a spray of his cologne. "That's the stuff you always use! I LOVE that smell!" I said. He handed it to me. "Happy Birthday!" I tried to give it back. "It's not my birthday!" I protested. "If it was, I wouldn't give you a mostly used bottle of cologne!" He chuckled. I looked at it closer. It WAS mostly gone. And the label was all in East Indian writing. "Thanks!" I finally said. "What do you suppose I should fix for dinner?" I asked. "Nothing! I already told Rex that I'm taking us all out -- for Indian cuisine." "How do you know that his brother will like it?" "What's not to like? Hey, they're from Texas! They are used to Tex-Mex -- HOT food. He'll like it! Rex does!" "They'll be here soon." I said. "Aren't you gonna get dressed?" "Naw. I'm fine this way." Ranj had on a white tee shirt and relaxed blue jeans, and some sandals. My heart is beating even faster than before Ranj started helping me. I feel even more love toward him than before. I know this is probably what he wants. "Ranj, I need to take a walk!" I said, and quickly slipped out the door. I just need to walk, run, or something to get out this excess nervous energy buildup. I walked across the street into the park area. I walked around the small court several times, then sat on the bench across from the dorm. I took several deep breaths, and tried to relax. Then I saw Rex walking from the parking lot with who I assumed was his brother. I crossed the street. Rex saw me and his smile made his face beam. He raised his hand. "Benny!" He said. As I got closer, he said, "Sorry -- Ben. Um -- oh! This is my brother, Evvey -- Everett!" He grinned and put his hand out. It all seemed to be happening in slow motion. I took his hand and it was a firm handshake. Everett was maybe 2 inches shorter than I, and was probably 40 pounds less. Imagine that. Someone skinnier than me! His hair was short, blond and spiked, and his cheeks were naturally pink. His eyes were almost the exact shade of deep blue as his brother's. Why had I not noticed this in Rex before? I was in awe! Everett had on sandals, was carrying a small satchel, and his white tee shirt was tucked neatly into his jeans. "Wow! You're all dressed up!" Said Rex. "going out somewhere?" "Ranj said he told you he was taking us all out to dinner." "Who's Rog?" Said Everett. "My roommate! Said Rex, crossly. "He never told me any such thing! What's he up to?" "Whatever it is, I'm starved!" Said Everett. "You didn't tell me you have another roommate." Changing the subject, Rex said, as we entered the apartment, "I almost forgot! Evvy just had a birthday. He's 18 now!" "I am now - - A MAN!" Laughed Everett. "AHA!" Said Ranj. "No longer jailbait! I'm Ranj." At that, Everett stopped cold. I looked from Ranj to Everett as they eyed each other from head to toe, and both their mouth's dropped. Then Everett said, "OH! Um -- ahem -- uh -- yeah, well, um -- is it Ron? Or Rog? Huh?" "Ranj." Said Ranj sweetly, `r-a-n-j'. It's Indian." "Oh! Wow. We got a lot of them living around us. But I never heard that name before. Maybe `Running Bull', but -- what ? Ranj?" "Haha! I think you are confusing me with Native Americans. My parents are from India." "Ohh! OH! Geez! I'm sorry. I thought - " "It's okay. I get it all the time." "I really feel stupid! You don't even look like an Indian -- oops! I mean Native American. You are much more -- um - " Everett stopped and his already pink face turned almost crimson red. "The feeling is mutual, I'm sure!" said Ranj. Grinning. Rex was standing, as stupefied as I was for the moment. Then he grabbed his brother, dragging him into his bedroom. "Put your stuff here. That is where Ben sleeps. You're gonna have to bunk with me." He said. Then the door slammed. It was impossible to follow the heated remarks that followed, but I thought I had an idea. They came out and surprisingly, Rex looked cowed. But he said, "We're going out for dinner. Anyone else want to come. MY TREAT!" "I was gonna - " Said Ranj. "We're going to my favorite Texas barbecue! My brother likes that food." "Okay." Said Ranj. "You guys go ahead. I should probably stay and study anyway." "You guys go out." Said Everett to Rex. "I wanna stay here. Suddenly I'm not as hungry as I thought." "No, we'll save this until later. I wanted to take you out for your birthday." Said Rex, sadly. "I'll be in my bedroom, studying if anyone needs me. I am having problems with my molecular science class." "I can help you!" Said Everett. "What?" Said Ranj. "That's my specialty!" Said Everett. "You KNEW that was his specialty!" Said Rex. "Never mind, Evvy. We're going out to dinner -- just you and me! For your Birthday!" "O -- okay, Bro." Everett said, bewildered. The put coats on and went out the door. Rex came back in. "Stay AWAY from my brother!" He said directly to Ranj. Then to me, "Please come with us - - ?" I looked from Ranj to Rex and then back. "Go!" Said Ranj. I put the shirt back on that Ranj had given me, feeling way overdressed. When we got outside, Everett said, "Oh! But where's Ranj?" "He has to study!" said Rex, pushing his brother toward the parking lot. We did go to a Texas barbecue and the food was good. Everett went to the bathroom, and Rex said, "Um -- I'm a little embarrassed. Ranj made me so angry -- I didn't -- I mean I don't -- I mean -- the dinner is more than I expected." He looked at me with apologetic and pleading eyes. "It's okay. I can cover it. Here." I gave him a twenty. "I'll pay you back!" Said Rex. "Whenever." I said. "Looks like your brother doesn't think much of me." "I gotta have a talk with him! He's - " "You can't force your brother to like someone." I said. "You can't force him to NOT like someone either." I added. "Maybe not, but he's going to find out just what kind of guy he's dealing with." "Who's dealing with what?" Said Everett. "Ev, I had to get you away from Ranj." "What? Why? Isn't he the guy you told me about?" Rex gave his brother "The look". "THIS is the guy I told you about!" Said Rex, pointing to me. "Nuh-uh!" quipped Everett. "I thought this was the guy -- who -- oh! You mean Ranj is - " " -- the guy who has slept with half the gay population of the campus -- plus several straight guys!" Said Rex. Then he turned to me. "I'm sorry, Benny. I have not been completely -- well, not really -- but -- maybe I should have told you -- Ev came out to me -- last week." "I just -- well, I didn't think - " Said Everett. He looked at his brother as if seeking permission or something. Then he said, "You never told me that your friend was a movie star!" Then he gave me the sweetest smile. "Sorry for the mix-up!" Everett said to me. I raised one eyebrow high. "So, let me get this straight: you thought I was the football jock?" "Sorry! Anyone coulda made the mistake." "You mean my skinny arms and body didn't give me away?" "That was all hidden under your shirt, and by the time you took it off, I already was convinced." My still stern look made him smile. "I SAID I'm sorry! Looking like a football jock can't be THAT bad an insult!" "C'mon, guys! Just kiss and make up -- or whatever the hell you guys do!" Said Rex. I looked at Everett for a protracted moment, then we both dissolved into laughter. When we got home, Ranj's door was closed. "Maybe I should go see if he got through his molecular homework okay." Said Everet. He knocked. Ranj came to the door in his boxers. "Hi." Ranj said. "You get your homework done okay?" "Um -- oh! Yeah -- no problem. I usually get it better if I have to sweat it out myself anyway. Don't think about it! Night!" And Ranj closed the door. In the mean time, I grabbed my pillow and a blanket and brought them out to the couch. "When Everett saw this he protested, "Oh no you don't! I'm not going to put you out of your bed!" "It's not my bed!" I said. I'm just staying here temporarily until -- well, you just have a good time with your brother!" I removed my shoes and new shirt and lay down on the small couch, my feet protruding over the arm rest. I fell asleep, somewhat cramped, because the couch wasn't quite long enough to stretch out on, Somewhat later, "Ben. Benny!" I awoke to look in to the face of my new big brother. "You're gonna get a stiff neck, Ben. Come in to my bed!" In my stupor Rex lead me to his bed and he pushed me into it and climbed in after me, spooning me as usual. I fell asleep smelling his familiar, nice scent, feeling his familiar warmth, and of course feeling the familiar rise from his crotch. He adjusted it to my back and I fell into a dreamless sleep. When I woke up the next morning, he was not there. I looked and he was in his little brother's bed, and they were snuggled down deep under the covers. Only Everett was not in the position that I was used to. He was face-to-face on top of Rex, his face on Rex's chest. I was feeling a little bit jealous -- not of either of them, but of the fact that I never had a brother. As I was watching them, a smile on my face, Everett opened his eyes. He was looking directly at me when he was able to focus. He turned dark red and quickly scrambled off his brother, waking Rex up too, and ran for the bathroom. "UF!" Said Rex. "I know you probably had to go bad, Ev, but did you have to ram your knee into my crotch?" Everett ran back to his brother. "Oh! I'm sorry, Rex! Are you okay?" "Just kidding!" Said Rex, as he grabbed Everett and started to tickle him. "Ah! Hahahahaha~! No, don't, I mean -- hee hee -- haha -- No, please, Rex, STOP!" Just as he said that his boner came flying out of his shorts. It was bigger than his brother's! I swallowed hard, and looked the other way. Everett again ran for the bathroom. "Sorry, Ben!" "It's okay!" I said. "The view was great!" I laughed. Everett didn't. Then I heard him peeing. He must have had a 1/4" inch urethra. He sounded like a horse. Seeing all that tickle play and then his nice piece, I was already hard as a rock! Just listening to him pee made me harder! He came back to the room and gave me an embarrassed smile. I gave him an understanding smirk, and again lowered my eyes. Omigod! I was soooo flirting with him! I could tell this was going to be an interesting weekend! Notes: Interesting indeed! Has anyone else had interior struggles going on with a bad relationship? It's impossible to just stop loving ... Comments are always welcome, to Steve at stevethomas535@hotmail.com. Thanks and love, Steve