13. Richard
THIRTEEN
RICHARD
After Ben’s first shift dancing, we went out to his favorite diner for grilled cheeses and then back to my place. The routine felt comfortable at this point even if a little part of my brain was still worrying about when I was going to flip out over the seriousness of our relationship.
For instance, tonight.
No sex when we got back to my place – Ben showered and then collapsed into the cushions next to me. Just couch cuddling and Hulu.
My dick was hard almost the entire time and I had mauled him in the bathroom at The Stable so it’s not like we were completely celibate tonight, but it was the first time we had come back to my place and not fooled around.
And still I was okay. More than okay.
It seemed now was as good a time as any.
“Would you want to go see The Nutcracker with me?”
I felt Ben shift against me, so I looked down to find him looking up at me. “Like, the ballet?”
“Yeah, at the Wang Theatre.”
Ben snickered. “Wang.”
“Hey, I didn’t name the place.”
“If you named it, it’d be called the Peach Palace.”
“I do like my peaches.” To emphasize my statement, I reached down to cup Ben’s ass. “So is that a yes?”
“Yes to your hand and yes to the ballet. I used to go when I was little. It’ll be nice.”
“I should mention it won’t be just us.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah, my right-hand man at work invited me – well, us – and he’s bringing his boyfriend too.”
“Like a double date?”
“Yeah, that okay?”
“Oh yeah, I’ll just need to spruce myself up a bit. Can’t walk into the Wang in a jockstrap.”
“You’ll most definitely be wearing a jockstrap.”
“ Under my suit.”
“Mmmm, I bet you look hot in a suit.”
“I knew you’d look amazing.”
As soon as Ben walked out of my guest room – where he had dressed – my jaw practically hit the floor. Other body parts also reacted.
“It’s a little tight in the shoulders.” He swung his arms back and forth. “I guess I’ve gotten a little bigger there.”
He must’ve noticed me staring.
“Do I look okay?”
“Yes! You look more than okay. I think it fits you perfectly.”
“Really?”
I crossed the room to put my hands on his waist and look him in the eye.
“You look incredibly handsome. And I love the tie choice. It matches your eyes.”
“Thank you.” His cheeks grew pink and he looked down at his feet. “You look very nice as well.”
“You’ve seen me dressed up before. This is nothing special.”
“Well, I’ve never seen you with a vest before. The whole thing makes you look younger.”
“How old do I look like when I’m naked?”
Ben chuckled. “I lose all coherent thoughts when you’re naked.”
“Good answer.” I pulled him towards me and brought our mouths together.
Ben hummed and pressed himself against my body, wrapping an arm around my back. I felt his other hand caress the front of my pants until he found his target. With his fingers massaging my cock, it was hard to concentrate on the kiss.
“If we don’t leave soon, we’ll be late.”
Ben whined. “If we have to.”
“Hey, you haven’t stopped talking about this all week.”
“Ballet boy bulges are hot.”
“You can have mine when we get home.”
“That’s definitely going to be happening.”
Since traffic was terrible, the Uber dropped us off a few blocks from the theatre. Even with the scarves I remembered to grab before we left, we decided to jog the rest of the way. It kept us a little warmer and made our time outside shorter.
Ben’s cheeks were nice and rosy by the time we made it inside, which only reminded me of how rosy his other cheeks got after a spanking.
I pulled out my phone to let Eli know we were here. He had sent the tickets to my phone a few days prior, but still, maybe it would be nice to get a drink in the lobby before the show?
“Uncle Eli?”
“Ben!”
I turned to find Ben hugging…Eli?
Uncle Eli?!
Ben let go of Eli and then hugged the other man. I recognized him as Eli’s partner. Gareth, I think.
I awkwardly stood there for a few seconds until Gareth stepped forward to shake my hand. “Nice to see you again, Richard.”
I nodded, taking his hand, and smiled, more out of habit than comfort.
In another second, Ben had circled his arm around mine, squeezing it.
“Is Ben your date?” Eli asked me, then received a swift elbow in his stomach from Gareth.
“Wait,” Ben said, “do you two know each other?”
Somehow I found the words. “Eli’s the guy I mentioned before, my best employee.”
“What a small world,” Ben said, completely unfazed.
It was then and there I told myself to fuck being embarassed. Ben and I were dating and this was a little reality check. Nothing we couldn’t handle.
If I was going to take things seriously with him, I should’ve expected to meet his family at some point. Not quite the experience I had in mind, but not much I could do about it now.
“I hadn’t realized you were dating anyone, Ben.”
“WIll you excuse us for a moment?” Gareth yanked Eli away from us and disappeared through the crowd.
I let out a deep breath.
“Hey.” Ben pulled my chin towards him so we were looking at each other. “You good?”
“Yeah, I just–”
“Didn’t expect that our double date was with my uncles?”
I scoffed. “Yeah.”
“Are you embarrassed?”
“Fuck no! It’s–”
“The age thing?”
I sighed and softly said, “Yeah.”
Here it finally was. The conversation I’d been dreading. I was pretty sure I was thirty years older than him. It was fun to start, but could this really be something serious? Would others accept us?
“I don’t care how old you are, Richard. That’s never bothered me, that’s never been something I’ve thought about. You and I have different life experiences, but so does everyone else. If Uncle Eli has a problem with us, he can look at himself in the mirror. Gareth’s way younger than him and I’m pretty sure he has an OnlyFans.”
“Seriously? How do you know?”
“Kaleb.”
I should’ve known.
“Can you try to relax and enjoy the rest of our very fancy night together?”
“Yes,” I answered. “I can do that.”
“Good.” Ben reached behind me, his hand travelling down to give my butt a squeeze.
“Here they come.”
“Sorry about that,” Eli said. “Want to get a drink before the performance?”
As we stood in line, Gareth and Ben started chatting to each other, leaving Eli and I in an awkward silence until he thankfully broke it.
“Sorry about earlier. I was just surprised.”
“It’s okay. I was a little surprised too.”
“I didn’t know Ben had started dating again, and honestly, I had no idea you were dating either. I’m happy for you.”
Eli was one of the few people still at the firm that was working there when Elliot’s accident happened. He had seen my worst; he knew what I had been through.
“It took me a little by surprise.”
“How long have you two been…together?”
“A few months?”
It was probably longer than that since we started fucking, but I wasn’t going to give him a detailed timeline of our relationship.
As we got to the front of the line, I asked Ben what he wanted to drink.
“Lemonade, if they have it. A Pepsi if they don’t.”
I leaned in to whisper. “What’s the matter? No alcohol tonight?”
“I’m not using my fake ID in front of my uncles. Thank you very much.”
Ben’s leg was pressed against mine the entire ballet, and his hand resting on my thigh hadn’t moved either.
It was hard to focus on the dancers, but eventually I relaxed and enjoyed the music and the choreography.
And the ballet bulges.
When the curtain fell and the applause died, we stood up along with everyone else and began the slow shuffle out.
“I have to use the bathroom before we go,” Ben said.
“We’ll wait here,” I said.
“Thanks again for the tickets, Eli.”
“My pleasure.”
“Ben seems smitten with you,” Gareth said. “He couldn’t have found a better guy.”
“I appreciate you saying that.”
“Do you have plans for the rest of the night?” Gareth asked.
I wasn’t about to say we might head to The Stable. If they didn’t know we were dating, it was safe to assume they didn’t know Ben was working there either.
“Not sure. Maybe just get some take-out and relax at home. How about you?”
Gareth shrugged. “Not sure. Eli says he has a surprise for me.”
“Oh really?” I asked.
“This one can’t handle surprises,” Eli said. “It’s a constant battle to fend off his incessant questioning.”
Ben returned. “I’m all set.”
We made our way back to the lobby and as I pulled up Uber on my phone, we said our goodbyes.
At the last minute, Eli leaned in and said, “I’m happy for you, Richard.”
It felt like he wanted to say more, or maybe I was reading into it. No doubt he was protective of Ben – how could he not be? He was his nephew.
Once Eli and Gareth had gone, Ben turned to me and said, “Let’s go to The Stable.”
“Dressed like this?”
“Exactly. I want you to drop my pants to the floor, whip your dick out through your fly and fuck me with all your clothes on. Just as you are.”
Jesus fucking Christ.
“Do you have lube?”
He pulled out a bottle from his jacket pocket.
“No excuses. You’re gonna fill me up, Dick. ”
“Grab my tie.”
Ben flipped his tie over onto his back, so I did what he said.
Using his tie for leverage, I was able to fuck harder.
“Yessss! Just like that!”
At least this time we had made it into The Stalls. Not that Ben helped with that. He had already maneuvered my dick out of my briefs and through my fly before we left the dance floor.
The Stalls were busy for a Sunday night. The slap of our bodies meeting joined the others around us. There had to be at least three or four other couples in various states of sexual pleasure. One particularly energetic couple was double penetrating a hairless muscle jock sandwiched between them. He was particularly vocal; his screaming was a massive turn-on.
Though it seemed Ben was doing his best to out-porn him.
“Your dick is so perfect. Fuck, it’s huge! Fuck me, Daddy!”
Daddy?
“I’m cumming! I’m cumming!”
“Catch it in your hand,” I said.
“Ahhhh! Yes, sir.”
A few seconds later, he showed me his goopy hand.
“Now lick it clean.”
As soon as his load started pouring into his mouth, I went over the edge and filled Ben with my cum.
My thrusts slowed and in seconds, I was draped over Ben’s back, completely and utterly spent.
“That was so good. I knew this would be hot.”
I chuckled softly. “I hope you didn’t ruin your suit.”
“I don’t care. It was worth it.”