5. Richard
FIVE
RICHARD
I was so engrossed in watching the highlights of tonight’s Red Sox game on NESN that I didn’t notice the shower shut off, or Ben walk into the room. When he cleared his throat, I turned to find him standing there…wearing my bathrobe.
“I didn’t see much point in putting my clothes back on,” Ben said, softly.
Without thinking, I half-groaned. I doubt he would’ve heard it, but I knew why I had made the sound. He looked like a Greek god. The wet hair, the bare feet, knowing he was completely naked under my bathrobe.
“It’s fine .” My voice cracked. “More than fine really. You look incredible.”
“Your shower is amazing. Your whole place is really and I feel like I’m wearing a cloud.”
As I watched his hands travel down his torso, I found myself willing the tie to loosen so the robe would fall open.
He started to shift his weight from one foot to the other – he was likely nervous. That was my cue to take control.
“Take off the robe.”
With very little hesitation, he unknotted the tie, shrugged the robe off and it fell silently to the floor. He didn’t try to cover up. Instead, his hands went behind his back. Our eyes met briefly until I could no longer contain my curiosity.
He was uncircumcised – like me – and fully hard; it was pointing up, close to his stomach. It was nowhere near as large as mine, but he was still beautiful. His white skin had a faint tan and the only hair I could see on his body was a small trail below his belly button and a dusting of pubes. I was beginning to harden myself.
Despite getting older every year, my taste in men hadn’t changed.
Fuck, he reminds me of-
“Am I what you expected?”
“God, yes! You’ve got a beautiful body,” I said. “Come here.”
Again, he obeyed without question, standing in front of where I was sitting on the couch.
“Turn around.”
Fuck, his ass was just as perfect. I could see the hair now – it was blond, almost white. Like a layer of sprinkles all over his unblemished skin.
I gently placed my hands on his hips and pulled him towards me. My fingers traced along the curve of both cheeks and dipped in between to spread them apart. His hole was a nice rosy pink, and hairless.
“Oh fuck!” Ben blurted out as I put my tongue to work.
The words and sounds and moans kept coming as I kept my nose buried in his ass. After a few minutes, I pulled back, spread him apart again and spit on his hole. With a slow measured pace, I dragged a finger down and teased the ring of muscle that was begging to be split open.
“That feels so good.”
“Yeah. You like that?”
“Uh-huh. No one’s ever done that before.”
Hearing that only made me want to make this better for him. If it was just one night, it was going to be an amazing one.
I grabbed the lube out of the coffee table drawer, squirted some into my palm, and reached under his legs for his dick. In tandem, my tongue and my slicked-up hand went back to pleasuring the young man that had captivated my attention for the last week.
“Oh fuck. Oh fuck.”
Ben’s ass cheeks clenched in sync with his thrusts into my hand. I knew guys liked the beard, so I made sure to tease his hole, knowing the coarse hair would tickle him. I lost myself in the rhythm of giving him sexual bliss.
“If you don’t stop, Richard, I’m gonna–fuck–I’m gonna cum.”
Reluctantly, I paused. I wanted to stretch out his pleasure a bit longer than five minutes, though I was secretly pleased my duelling manipulations had elicited such a response from him. There was the matter of my pleasure as well.
He turned to face me, wearing a big smile. “You’re pretty skilled.”
I took the compliment silently, unbuttoned my pants, and said, “You know what to do.”
Ben nodded. “Okay.”
Jesus, he’s too sweet.
But he got the hint and knelt in front of me, reaching his hands up to my waist. I pushed up, taking the weight off, allowing him to pull my pants down. They got stuck on my shoes, so while he figured all that out, I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it behind me. In another minute, he was successful and I was sitting there, wearing just my jockstrap.
“Wow.”
“That good?”
“Fuck yeah,” Ben said. “You’re so hairy, and your abs and your–”
Ben’s eyes were glued to my bulge.
I was rock hard, anticipating plowing his tight hole, and my jock was having a hard time containing my excitement.
“Are you ready for it?” I asked.
He nodded again, licking his lips. “Yeah.”
I waited, wanting him to make the next move. His tentativeness was a huge turn-on. Most of the twinks that passed through just wanted a ride and were quick about it.
But that was all I wanted too.
Watching Ben stare at my cock made me smile. I hadn’t even fucked him yet, but a part of me already knew once wasn’t going to be enough.
Ben’s head moved forward, closer to my crotch. I thought he’d pull down my jock and go to town, but instead he started nuzzling my dick, licking it through the thin fabric. For a second, I thought I’d have to speed things up myself, but no. Slowly but surely, his mouth moved closer to my waistband until his fingertips met my bare skin and with one steady pull, I was completely naked.
“Whoa.”
I glanced down to find him smiling.
“Almost got me in the face.” His eyes went from mine to my cock. “Jesus, it’s thick.”
“Thicker than a beer bottle?” I asked.
Ben smirked. “I guess we’ll find out.”
As his lips closed around my head my eyes rolled into the back of my head and a shiver slithered from the base of my balls up my spine. He teasingly ran his tongue under my foreskin and around my cockhead. Fuck, it felt amazing.
After a few seconds, he stopped, taking my cock out of his mouth to pull the foreskin down, revealing the swollen head. I could smell the musk coming off it. Slowly starting from my balls, he tongued his way up my entire shaft, wrapping his greedy lips over the exposed head and attempting deep-throat for the first time.
He only gagged when I pushed down, so I let off the pressure and let my hand rest on the top of his head instead, curling my fingers around his short blond hairs.
I was about to tell him to stroke himself but realized he was already doing so.
With every suck, more and more of his spit ran down my shaft. The slurping noises alone were almost enough to make me shoot my load down his throat. He was greedy for my cock.
When he finally came up for air, his face was pink, his eyes were watering, and he looked absolutely wrecked.
I wasn’t going to last much longer with skills like that.
“You wanna get your hole ready?” I asked.
“Can I have a kiss first?”
I’d give him whatever he wanted at this point. Without a word, I pulled him on top of me, wrapping my arms around him, and pressed our lips together.
My dick, slick with saliva, slid easily behind his ass as he settled into my lap.
His plump lips felt soft against mine. I imagined my beard would scratch his delicate skin, but he didn’t seem bothered. He seemed eager…and squirmy.
He pulled off for a second to say, “Your chest hair tickles.”
I glanced down to see his hard dick, which was about half the length of mine, nestled against my treasure trail. More of a trove really.
He was right. I was really hairy, especially compared to him.
“Fuck, your pits are hairy too.”
He leaned forward and I heard him take a deep inhale.
“You smell like…fuck, I don’t know but I can’t wait for you to fuck me.”
I reached around to slap my cock against his ass. “Get the lube.”
When he pushed off me to grab it off the coffee table, I snagged a condom from the side table drawer and rolled it on.
With a few squirts into his hand, he reached behind himself and I watched him work his hole over. He was gonna need as much help as he could get. I was staring, but I didn’t care. He might’ve been smaller than me in pretty much every way, but his body still had some beautiful muscles.
“Fuck, I want your ass so bad.”
“Yeah.”
“I bet it’s tight.”
He chuckled. “Probably. Your cock’s definitely bigger than Corey’s. Shit, I didn’t mean to say that.”
“Don’t worry,” I said, taking the lube from him to add a generous glob on my cock. “You won’t remember his name after tonight.”
My cock throbbed as I finished stroking the lube up and down the shaft.
“Be…be gentle,” Ben said. “It’s a lot…it’s big.”
“Stay where you are, then you’re in control.”
“Yeah?”
“Just lower yourself down on it. Here–” I took his hand and placed it on my cock. “I’m ready when you are.”
I wondered if he’d be up for another round in an hour or so. My balls were already telling me this was going to be short and quick.
If he could take it.
Fuck, I hope he can take it.
He looked back at me and bit his lip as he maneuvered downward onto my waiting cock.
I kept my hands on his waist, more to keep him from falling backwards than anything else. Ever so slowly, I slipped inside of him. Getting past the thick head was likely the worst part. Once that was over, his hole was already stretched to the max. Now it was a matter of rearranging his guts.
“Is it all the way in yet?”
I reached down to the base of my cock, giving his ass a little squeeze on the way.
“Almost,” I lied. He was about halfway by my guess.
“Fuck!” He let out a sharp breath.
“Relax, Ben.”
I took the lube out of his hand and quickly added some to my exposed shaft, hoping it would help. He was easily the tightest hole I’d ever fucked and his slow descent felt amazing.
Ben grabbed my shoulder with one hand, throwing his head back as he took more of me inside him.
“You don’t have to take all of it the first try,” I said.
“I want to.”
He dropped another inch, then another. I almost jumped when he leaned forward to wrap his arms around my neck.
“There it is! Fuuuuck!”
He fucking did it. He had taken all of me.
“Fuck me.”
“You sure?”
He pulled up and slammed back down.
“God, yes!”
I braced my feet on the floor and started fucking him.
“You’re so fucking tight.”
Ben continued to ride me, eyes closed, holding onto my shoulder with one hand and jacking himself off with the other. The sound of my body slamming into his was all I could hear. That, and his moans.
I could feel my load building.
“You close?”
Ben nodded. “Harder.”
I ramped up my fucking, feeling the couch shift a little with each thrust.
"I'm cumming!"
I felt Ben’s hole tighten around my cock as he unloaded on my torso. Watching his orgasm roll through his body until he was spent was enough to get me to the finish line.
Groaning loudly, I buried my cock deep inside of him and came, thrusting with each new pulse of cum. My whole body was on fire. It was one of the most powerful orgasms in a long time.
Ben’s face was a mixture of ecstasy and exhaustion. His breath was ragged and short, matching mine. His body had a slight sheen to it, then I saw the sweat on his forehead.
“You good?” I asked.
“I don’t get that good of a workout at Dick’s. I’m really good, thank you.”
“Need a shower?
“Sure,” he said, easing off my still-hard dick. “Oooh.”
“You okay?”
“Just a big stretch is all. Kinda proud I took the whole thing.”
I couldn’t help but notice his perfectly white teeth when he smiled.
“Let’s go.” Ben took my hand in his and pulled me off the couch. “You need to get cleaned up too.”
Wait, what?
I woke up alone, surprised that Ben left without saying anything. Especially after last night.
Not only did we shower together, but I couldn’t come up with the words to kick him out, so he stayed. I was still trying to process that.
With the amount of cuddling he wanted, I figured he’d be hard to get rid of. I reached over to check my phone and saw the missed call from Holly. I’d call her back in a bit. Maybe after a jog?
It wasn’t until I made it to the bathroom to take a piss that I realized Ben was still here. His clothes were on the floor by the shower.
Unless he walked out the door naked?
I finished, washed my hands, and headed into the hall.
“Ben?”
“In the kitchen.”
He was still here.
I decided to stay naked. This was my place after all.
As I entered, he smiled and wished me a good morning. He was wearing my bathrobe again.
“Wow, that’s a nice way to start my day.” He was staring at my body. “It was better than I imagined.”
“What was?” I asked.
“Last night. Your body. Everything really.”
I was used to compliments, though it felt different for some reason coming from Ben.
“Smells good,” I said. “You didn’t have to do this.”
“After what we did, I figured we needed some protein.” There’s that smile again. “Coffee?”
“You didn’t get enough already?” I took the offered cup. I had to give him credit. It took me a month to figure out how to operate the Miele espresso maker.
“I’m not sure how you take it.”
“I think you’re the one that took it.”
Ben smirked. “I’d complain that you keep making everything I say into an innuendo, but as long as you stay naked, you can say anything you want.”
As soon as he mentioned it, my dick started to harden.
And he noticed.
“Let me finish cooking the sausage before I get back to that one.” He gestured with the spatula.
“Eggs are almost ready too.”
My phone rang and I jogged back to the bedroom to see who it was.
Holly.
“Hey, sis. What’s up?”
“What’s up? What do you mean, what’s up? You missed our call last night.”
“I-”
“Do you want some toast?” Ben popped his head into the bedroom.
“Who was that?” Holly asked.
“Sure,” I answered him. “Nobody.”
“That’s why you didn’t call. You had a sleepover .”
There was little point in denying it.
“Yeah, so what?”
“Nothing. Nothing,” she said. “I’ll let you get back to the breakfast you’re apparently having made for you. I hope you can at least remember this one’s name.”
“It’s Ben.”
“Ooooh, Ben .”
“Talk to you later. Love you.”
“Love you too.”
She wasn’t going to let me get away with whatever was happening this morning just like that.