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Subject: Ben Storm Chapter 8 gay/adult-youth Ben Storm ?St. Willie Your author lives in a land where many languages are used, the words and phrases are slightly different in this non-ageist, fictional tale of men and boys. I ask your patience with the English as you enjoy a story about innocence and love facing the machinations of greed. Your patience is requested along with an email containing your comments. SmokinHenry@protonmail Forwarding a donation to Nifty is more than acceptable as fty/donate.html xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Loneliness, a relatively easy term to describe but yet one of the worst feelings to live with. Show me a man, women or child that have not experience that feeling and I will show you a lair. For most it a short term feeling but for some its a feeling that they need to live by for days, weeks, months or even years. A feeling that makes you feel pain deep inside of you that drives you to tears silently at night with your face burred in your pillow, that makes you live life as a robot day in and day out. One can be surrounded by millions, but without one loving you for who you are, the feeling of loneliness creeps like a thief in the night and hitting you over the head with a 4-pound hammer. Chapter 8 Ben looked at the clock against the wall, 9 :15 in the morning and Steve was still snoring. Ben knew Steve had a hard time yesterday and could understand in a way why he might have had one to many with his father. But he had all planned, from Steve arriving home sad, sympathizing with him, give him a meal in candlelight, showing him that he loved him and giving his heart to him and then giving himself to Steve like a wife gives herself to her husband on their wedding day. Ben tried everything to wake Steve, from singing in the shower to dropping his suitcase a few times next to Steve's bed, all he received back as a show that there was life, was a long stinky fart. Ben gave up on the idea of spending the day with his new found love, so he made a cup of coffee, dished up one plate of last night's supper, cold, and placed it on the table all set with flowers and candles. He just left a note against the coffee mug, and decided that maybe he can have better company with Cody and most likely the redhead as well. With his eyes looking towards his feet, kicking up stones as he walked blindly Ben knocked on the door and Pete opened up, it was not difficult to see that Ben was in a bad moon and Pete invited him in without a word, making a quick cup of coffee for the two of them. Ben looked in the direction of the room and was told that Cody and a new friend went out early to the beach, Ben knew that it was with Rick. Ben knows Cody all too good, he loved sex and the more he could get the happier he was, mostly with boys his own age but Ben knew about a few men that was kept secret from Pete, but Ben always thought Pete knew. *quot;What seems to be the problem Ben? Looks like someone stole your breakfast this morning*quot; Pete has seen Ben like this before, the morning he found out that John had other lovers other than him *quot;It's Steve.*quot; Ben started telling him from where Steve went the day, and on how he planned to make him feel better and how he planned to declare his love to him. *quot;You know Ben,*quot; Pete took Ben's hands in his *quot;Everyone of us mourn in different ways and pulling a plug, ending your own mother's life, would be very traumatic, no matter how old or strong you are. He took to the bottle. Not good I agree, but just maybe you must be a bit more forgiving.*quot; *quot;My mom always took to the bottle and see where that left me*quot; Ben answered back *quot;You can't compare Steve to that whore.*quot; Pete hated Ben's mother with a passion *quot;She tried everything to ruin your life, where as Steve has put his life on hold for you to save you from that witch. Yea he got drunk, so did John from time to time, does that make him a bad person?*quot; *quot;I guess not, it's just that I planned everything.*quot; Ben understood what Pete tried telling him but he so wanted to be there for Steve as Steve is there for him. *quot;We can plan life as much as we want to, life don't care about our plans, it just happens.*quot; Pete tried to be a father figure but a bit hard when his lust was starting to get the best of him *quot;Thank you, Pete,*quot; Ben saw the man adjusting his erection *quot;Not today if you don't mind, I would love to be with you but Steve is the one that I want now*quot; *quot;I understand, honest just as always.*quot; Pete said *quot;If you see Cody and his new score, please tell him that here is a bedroom where it's safer than hidden corners outside*quot; He and Ben giggled a bit. *quot;Will do, he has not changed a bit.*quot; Ben said as he walked outside towards the pool area. He will give Steve till lunch time to rest out. Ben felt much better after the talk with Pete, he saw what Pete wanted and on any other given day he would have loved to, but he needs Steve much more, not for sex, but for his love. He almost forgot how good it feels when someone loves you and how one needs that love. He never thought he would feel this way ever again in his life, never thought someone would feel this way about him again. Ben was looking for Cody and did not see him anywhere, there was a redhead, but it belonged to a girl. He decided to go get himself a ice cream cone and sat down under the trees for some shade while watching a few youngsters playing Marco Polo. The boys and girls ages ranged from 8 to about 12, there moms were busy with their younger siblings at the toddler pool. *quot;Good morning.*quot; The 30-year-old man from the rugby game yesterday greeted him, *quot;I'm Chris*quot; *quot;Morning, I'm Ben.*quot; Ben let the man sit next to him. *quot;Great game yesterday, just sad you ran off like that before I could speak to you.*quot; Chris wanted to giggle but it will not be a good idea at the moment. *quot;Yea, about that, I was without pants at that moment.*quot; Ben started laughing and Chris joined in. *quot;Yea, you were a hit with the uşak escort girls with that butt of yours*quot; Chris started *quot;But that's not why I wanted to speak you at all.*quot; Ben looked at him, last think he wants today is being hit on *quot;I'm the head of the junior rugby development of the Southern province. The raw talent you have, I have not seen in my life.*quot; *quot;It was my first time yesterday,*quot; Ben stated *quot;How you mean rugby development?*quot; *quot;Your first time? Wow, I can't believe it. I really need to speak to your parents.*quot; Chris got real exited. *quot;Why? But aren't you Chris Lobster that played tight head prop for the national side?*quot; Ben recognized the man . *quot;Yip that's me, but got injured hiking 4 years ago, slipping, the neck injury ended my career as player.*quot; Chris looked the boy over once more *quot;I think you are a star that will end up in that national team. You are a born fullback, fast and light on his feet.*quot; Ben could not believe what he was hearing, Chris Lobster just told him that he can be a national fullback, every boy had dreams about that. But how, how must he tell this man about his parents and that his boyfriend where going to try to get him away from his parents. Yea, how does he tell this man he is gay, rugby is not for gay boys. *quot;Sir, I am gay.*quot; Ben said hoping that it will put an end to his dream. *quot;Gay? Why is that a problem?*quot; Chris said, *quot;Let me tell you a secret, there are many gay rugby players, even on the national side, they not openly about it because for fear, just as you, that they will be judged. Take Sweety Burdue, why do you think we gave him that nick name, not because he played a sweet game.*quot; Ben would never have guessed that Sweety Burdue was gay, he was the roughest and toughest player on the field. Ben wanted to scream yes, but he could not, at this point in time he did not even knew what is going to happen to him. He wanted the plan to have him staying with Steve to work, but his mom and apparently his father was murderers, surely that will make Chris run and never look back *quot;Look, my family and I will be here till well after the summer vacation is over, our house is being built in Blove itself, next to the boarding school, so think it over and together with your parents. If interested please come see me at number 28. I would have given you a card, but who goes swimming with a card?*quot; Chris was hoping that Ben would say he is interested, as he was really impressed with the raw skill of the boy. He had a plan, a plan that he knows will work, he just needs to make a phone call. *quot;I will talk to my dad, and I am sure I will see you again.*quot; Ben liked referring to Steve as his dad, something he could never done before, the word dad has magic to it. Chris excused himself saying he needed to go to the shop still, but he wanted to make a phone call urgent. Ben looked as Chris walked off with the phone against his ear. Ben looked to his right, where a girl sat just looking at him, smiling, giving her long blond hair a flick. Ben took a minute before he realized that she was flirting with him, the first time in his life a person of the opposite sex even remotely had any interest in him. He gave her a smile back, even if she was a year or so older than him, she was pretty, real pretty. She was joined by a boy that looked like he could have been her brother, same eyes and lips. He looked between the two and stood up and walked back to his own bungalow. *quot;Yip Ben*quot; He said to himself, *quot;You are a gay ass faggot.*quot; He walked, smiling to himself. That brother of the cute girl made his realize, he had no desire to be with a girl other than for friendship. Calling himself a faggot was a bridge he had to cross as well, it was not meant in the ugly way his mother always meant it, this time it felt like it was more uplifting, if that word could ever be used in an uplifting way. Ben could see Cody and Rick walking towards the game room, he wanted to call them over, but he didn't. He rather enjoyed to being on his own for a bit. All his life he was alone, except for the time with John, but this was different, the world looked like a better place, a place he wants to be part of. He started wondering on why he had felled in love so fast again, was it because the two men saved him or was there more to it. John surely save him and kept him safe from his mother and always made sure that he had a place to go to. Steve did the same thing basically, but there were huge differences between the two, a differences that he only now saw clearly. John was his boyfriend, yes, but he shared his bed and even shared Ben with his brother and a few other boys and men. John did things with Cody and a few other boys that he wished he would do with him, only promising that they will do it soon they lived together. Memories hard and sore came back when he thought about the times he went to John's place to hide from his mother, finding him in bed with other boys, boys from the neighborhood, things that he thought to be normal, his mom had many boyfriends as well. John was a good man, keeping him safe and loved, but then again, his heart was big and had lots of love to go around. John kept telling him that he was the one that he wanted to grow old with but he knew that there would be other as well and he was happy about it. Now here is Steve. Steve saved him and kept him safe, just as John, but unlike John he was not trying to have sex with him. Yes, there was the kiss and they would have done it if not interrupted by Anna, but afterwards nothing. Not once did Steve force himself on Ben, even after offering himself on a platter to Steve. Ben remembered the first time he did something with John, he woke up with John sucking him and it was that night he first came to him. Steve saw him nude a lot since he rescued him, but not once did he try to do something with him. Instead Steve sat down next to him, putting his hand on his chest and declared his love for him while sleeping, van escort it was the hand on his chest that woke him up. He had new found respect for Steve and he knew why. Steve was in love with him and him alone. There were no others, no sharing, no waking up while a sexual deed was being done to him, and defiantly no sending him back to his mother. Ben knew why he loved Steve so much, Steve was not John. He started running towards the hill, he wanted to get to Steve as fast he could. Steve woke up with a headache from hell, the sun was sitting high and filled the room with warmth, much more than needed. He looked at Ben's empty bed, wondering in where he was. The last he could remember was of sitting down to pick up his phone from the patio floor. Yesterday after they came from the hospital, his father stopped at the lawyer for the reading of the will of his mother before they descended on a local pub just outside the resort, midway to town itself. Steve and Jack had way too many drinks, but it was good. They closed a few chapters, chapters that needed to be closed finally. It was about stuff that happened when Steve was growing up, but mainly it was over Greg and Steve's mother. There were decisions made about the future of not only the family businesses, but about the way forward with Steve and Ben. Steve told his father that he loved Ben in a way more than he expected ever could happen, and his dad said he will support him and even help keeping their secret from the rest of the world. Steve could remember that he even phoned uncle Bill to thank him for the talk with his dad, he was not sure if he invited him for a barbecue or not, he hoped not. He wanted to tell Ben last night of everything that was planned and ask him to be part of his life for the rest of his life. He dragged his naked body out of bed, his head pounding, he must take a shower and some headache tablets. He walked out the room towards the shower, seeing the flowers, food, coffee and the note. He thought how sweet, but decided that a shower is needed first, he smelled of rum. He showered long to say the least before he dried himself and went to the kitchen trying to remember where he saw the tablets yesterday. He drank two of them with a glass of cold water, he looked at the clock on the wall and it was noon. He walked to the table and sat down, it felt like heaven to sit again. He picked up the note and read it. Dear Steve I have prepared this just for you yesterday, hope you enjoy it cold, the same way you left me cold sorry for your loss. Ben Steve dropped the letter to the table. *quot;What have I done? Fuck.*quot; He said out loud to himself. He stood up and wanted to get dressed and look for Ben. As he walked to the bedroom, he could swear that he heard his name. Yes, there it is again, a bit louder this time. He walked to the patio door to find the source of who is calling his name, once outside on the patio, he looked in the direction of where his name came from, it was a running Ben was the source. He stood there naked, not caring, and looked on how his lost love is running towards him, growing closer with each step he took. Steve thought to himself why the boy is calling his name. Did something happen? What was wrong as the letter clearly stated he not only lost his mother yesterday, but Ben as well. Ben saw a nude Steve standing on the patio, he ran faster and faster, almost falling but corrected himself, bearing forward. Today was the day, he did not care whether Steve had a hangover or not. He wants to, no, needed to tell Steve just how he feels about him. He reached the patio and with one giant leap, leaped in to the arms of the awaiting Steve. He had to just hold on for a few as he was trying to catch his breath. Steve carried the full weight of the boy, hearing the fast breathing made him even more concern that there was trouble. He carried Ben inside and tried placing Ben on the floor, instead he fell backwards, ending on the couch with Ben sitting on top of him. He adjusted himself so he could sit up and Ben released his legs around Steve but kept sitting on his lap, facing him with arms around Steve's neck. With a kiss on the lips did he stop Steve from speaking. *quot;Steve Smith, I love you with all my heart, my being, my soul,*quot; Ben looked him in the eyes, *quot;and I want to be your boyfriend.*quot; Ben's words started failing him, he wanted to say so much more, but how? Steve looked at Ben in surprise, here he was thinking Ben left him before it even started, and now he is pinned down and being asked if he wanted him, in a way only a boy could. *quot;I love you too, buddy.*quot; Steve answered but thinking what have brought his on; last he knew was that Ben was disappointed, *quot;But what happened?*quot; *quot;Nothing happened, you happened, everything happened,*quot; Ben's words failed him again. *quot;Ben*quot; Steve started *quot;I love you with all my heart, but seeing what you have been through, John and... you know what I am talking about. You might think you love me, but maybe you are still a bit confused.*quot; Steve saw that his words hit a nerve of some sorts as it sent Ben in a spot of anger. *quot;Fuck Steve.*quot; Ben got from Steve's lap *quot;I love you because you are not John. If you think that I am confused and thinking of sex, you are insane. I could have gotten that with Pete this morning while you were sleeping your drunk ass off.*quot; Ben looked at Steve and wished he could just slap him to his senses *quot;But no. I ran here to be in your arms, no one else, just yours. I love you and want you to have me. But I will understand why you don't want me anymore.*quot; Ben turned around and wanted to walk away. Steve Stopped him and pulled him back on his lap. *quot;I love you to Ben, and I want you to be part of me for the rest of my life, that is if you will have me?*quot; Steve looked Ben in the eyes, those big blue eyes *quot;Yes, yes, yes, yes.*quot; Ben said before his lips met those of Steve's. Their lips met and sparks ran through both of their bodies, yalova escort Steve could feel that Ben wanted to explore the inside of his mouth and he opened his slightly. As soon as he did, the sweet taste of strawberry filled his mouth, Ben loves strawberry ice cream. Ben tasted the fresh mint of toothpaste as he explored every tooth and the back of the throat. Soon he felt Steve's hard dick pressing against his butt cheek and his own erection pressing hard against the seam of his pants. He broke off the kiss, and lead Steve to the bedroom, getting rid of his clothes on the way, Pete and Cody just smiled as they stood at the patio door, deciding that now will be a much better time to go walk on the beach. Steve took over the lead, as soon as they reached the bed, he pulled in Ben as closed as he could to his own body, standing with the boy's head against his chest, his own erection against the boy's lower chest, feeling every racing heartbeat of Ben, vibrating against his man hood he lowered his head to look into the bright blue pools of Ben's eyes, seeing his own reflection in them. He lowered his lips to just above those of Ben, teasing Ben to reach up, higher till Ben was on his toes, before their lips met softly but yet very electrifying. Ben wanted those lips, that just kept out of reached, he tried pulling him up against Steve, feeling the man's erect member brushing against his torso, as he stood on his toes, his own erection rubbing against the upper leg of Steve. Finally, their lips met and a bolt of lightning ran down Ben's back, down his legs, curling his toes out of pure pleasure, weakening every muscle on the way down. Ben felt as Steve picked him up, laying him down on the bed, their lips was fused as one. Steve felt Ben's legs go from under him, picking him up before he could fell to the ground, laying him on the bed, lips never separating, tongues exploring every inch of each other's mouths. He laid down next to his boy, one hand behind the head and the other making small circles on Ben's chest. Ben's breathing was chasing his heartbeat now and Steve knew that his lover was at the mercy of his hands. Ben gasped for air as Steve broke the kiss, lowering his lips to Ben's neck. Each kiss sending small moans from his mouth. Ben never felt so aroused, weak, loved and wanted all in the same time. He wanted to speak, but couldn't. That kiss made him weak, weak in a good way. Ben felt Steve's tongue, teasing his nipple, he let out a loud moan, his lips forming the words, *quot;Please don't stop,*quot; but no sound other than moans could escape his lips. As Steve went from one nipple to another, making small circles before he sucked and then bit ever so slightly sent feelings that can only be compare to small orgasms, Ben's body jolting with every soft bite, small spasms. Steve knew that Ben was on a cloud of pure pleasure, the moaning was intense and looking down at Ben's rock-hard cock he could see the precum flowing out with short bursts every time he bit down on a nipple, sending his own precum free flowing out of him. He decided to move lower to the navel, darting his tongue into it before blowing over the wetness that his tongue made. He wanted that cock, but knew as soon as he touched it Ben will explode and he wanted Ben to have the best ever experience he could give him. Steve's hand started stoking Ben's inner thigh causing Ben to pull op his knees and opening up his legs. Not a single hair that Steve could see was laying down on the boy's body, he was ultra-sensitive to any touch at the moment. Steve rubbed closer to the rosebud of Ben, who in his turn opened his legs wider and pushing his rose in to the air. Steve could see what the boy wanted, and he darted his hand to his own cock, wetting his fingers with his own precum, before returning his hand to Ben's rose, just a little pressure at first but soon as he did so, did his finger slipped in. Ben gave out a loud growling moan, pulling his kneestowards his shoulders, giving Steve more access to his open rosebud. Ben felt the finger on his anus, and he wanted it inside him, deep inside him, he pushed back onto it and it slipped in further. Soon as it did it hit the pleasure button and send him the wildest feeling of pure pleasure he ever had felt, running wild inside him. He wanted more, he needed more, he wanted to tell Steve more please, but he could not. Waves and waves of good was flowing over him, no matter where Steve touched or kissed him, it felt like lightning bolts threw bis body. The last thing he remembers is arching his back as waves of cum flowed out of him bringing the most intense pleasure he ever found over him, 5 times it felt like he was going to pass out. Steve met the boy's butt pushing back to his hand, the first insert he could see he hit the prostate as Ben started arching, it was close now. He moved his lips closer to where the pool of Ben's precum laid, licking it up softly as his finger again met the prostate, more precum, more arching. Steve started licking the newly produce precum of the boy's slit before his tongue met the glands on the bottom side of the pink head, he pushed in two fingers this time, and it went in smoothly, he lingered a while at the prostate, rubbing it a bit. Ben's back arched like a possessed, screaming the loudest moan ever before he started shooting strings of cum to the back of Steve's throat, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 Steve counted the hits on his tonsils, the taste of sweet cum, not altered by age yet, filled his mouth. He swallowed every drop. Steve looked at the boy, wanting to kiss him and hold him, but was met by a total relaxed sleeping Ben. His chest moving up and down slowly and Steve laid his head next to Ben's. With one hand he lowered the legs before he put his own next to Ben's, his one hand came to rest on the chest of the boy. Even thou he was still worked up and needed to be relieved, he was happy, he can wait as long as the love of his live had the best time he could give him. He fell asleep next to Ben, his own breathing and heartbeat matching that of the boy's. To Be Continued. Please feel free to contact me with your thoughts, good or bad ail Thank you V. You know why.