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Accepting Trust - Ch. 15
Title: Accepting Trust
Chapter: 15 - 2 months
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Pairing: Seb/Benji
Rating: NC-17
Warning: slash chapter
Disclaimor: Do not know or own. Completely fiction.
Summary: Benji's the punk the new kid at school learns to trust. There's an instant connection, an instant attraction.
Previous Chapters: One+Two+Three+Four+Five+Six+Seven+Eight
Nine+Ten+Eleven+Twelve+Thirteen+Fourteen
Comments are always appreciated. :)
CHAPTER FIFTEEN: two months
Benji and I have been together for two months now and it's amazing. I think I've fallen in love with him....completely. I spend the night at his house every Saturday. School's been out for a few weeks now and we spend as much time together as possible. We both have summer jobs. Benji is a bus boy and I stock shelves at Target. We both dislike our jobs, but they bring in money.
I got home about an hour ago from work. Now I'm walking up Benji's front steps. I knock and let myself in. I take my shoes off and hear Benji's voice float down the stairs.
"I'm up here, Seba!" I smile and shake my head as I start up the stairs.
When I get to the second floor, my boyfriend immediately wraps me in a hug, kissing me softly.
"How was work?" Benji asks. I shrug.
"Same as every day," I answer. He kisses my forehead.
"Well, I know what will brighten your day," he says with a smile. Then he takes my hand and leads me down the hall. Instead of going into his room, he opens the door to the guest room and pulls me inside.
My jaw drops and all I can do is stare. There are bouquets of red and white roses strategically placed all around the room. They're giving off the most delicious scent. There are white pillar candles all over, lighting the whole room that's just beginning to darken from the setting sun.
"Do you like it?" Benji whispers in my ear. I nod slowly.
Then I turn to face my boyfriend.
"What's all this for?" I ask. Benji smiles and brushes my bangs from my eyes.
"My mom's visiting my aunt in Annapolis. She won't be back till Monday night," he tells me. "I just thought tonight we could have, like, a two month anniversary celebration or something." He shrugs, turning shy. I smile and set my bag down. Then I wrap my arms around Benji's neck.
"Well, I love this, Benj. It's perfect," I tell him. He smiles.
"Really?" I nod.
"Really." Then I place a gentle kiss to his lips.
Benji brushes his fingers though my hair.
"You're amazing, you know that?" he says. I smile, my heart fluttering. I have to tell him. This can't wait.
I lead Benji over to the bed to sit. I face him and smile.
"Benji, I really need to tell you something." Benji looks wary.
"Should I be worried?" he asks. I shake my head.
"No, Sweety, everything's fine," I answer. Benji relaxes, a smile lighting up his face.
"Okay. So what is it?" My smile wideneds. I feel like I'm about to burst with the information I'm about to reveal.
"I have totally and completely fallen in love with you, Benjamin," I say. "I don't know how or when it happened. But it did."
Benji smiles widely, cupping my face with his hand.
"I'm glad you feel that way," he tells me quietly. "Because I'm hopelessly in love with you."
"I love you, Benji," I whisper as he leans in.
"I love you too," Benji replies just before our lips meet softly.
Benji's lips move gently against mine as he guides me to lay back on the bed. He lowers his body to mine. I part my legs and he fits perfectly between them. His fingertips gently touch my face as he parts his lips. I part mine also, letting his tongue explore the now familiar territory.
My tongue presses into Benji's mouth, tracing every inch. Then our tongues wrap around one another, tasting, licking, caressing. As our mouths move against each other, I let my hands wander to the hem of Benji's shirt. My hands slide under the black fabric, feeling my boyfriend's smooth, soft skin beneath my fingertips. He shudders as I trace his spine.
I pull on Benji's shirt. He breaks the kiss long enough for me to slip the cotton over his head. I run my hands all over his bare back and shoulders. My cock twitches when Benji glides his hands under my T, tracing my sides with feather-soft touches. His fingertips massage my sking inall the right ways. I moan, lifting my hips to show him my hardening cock.
Benji moans in response, grinding against me, which turns me on even more. He pulls away to gently tug my shirt off. He throws it to some unknown part of the room. Then he leans down to place soft kisses on my chest. I arch my back as my boyfriend works my nipples with his tongue, then nips at them. He continues a lazy, winding trail of kisses down my body. I sigh softly.
Benji reaches the waistband of my tan Dickies. He expertly pops the button and lowers the zip. I lift my hips as he gently tugs the fabric off my body. As he's discarding my pants, I sit up and reach for his belt. I fumble a moment before getting it undone. Then I quickly open up his pants and push them down his hips. He wriggles out of the confining fabric, tossing them to the floor.
I grin as Benji lays me back on the bed. I pull his head down for a kiss. Our tongues mingle and Benji grinds his hips against mine, causing sweet friction between our groans. I moan into his mouth. Then I run my hands down his back and to his ass. I squeeze his boxer-clad cheeks as I thrust my hips up.
Benji moans and pulls away. He hooks his fingers in the waistband of my Scooby-Doo boxers. Then he slowly removes them, letting my aching cock spring free. His eyes widen.
"God you're beautiful," Benji whispers. I squirm, needing some kind of contact from my boyfriend.
As if reading my mind, Benji gently wraps his thick fingers around my erection. He slowly moves his fist up, then down, then back up. I shudder, my eyes falling shut, when his thumb grazes my tip.
"Benji," I breathe. Then he lets go, causing me to whimper at the loss of contact.
I feel Benji moving around, then he lays on top of me. My eyes pop open when it registers that my boyfriend is completely naked. He kisses me softly and slides our erections together. I moan, spreading my legs.
We kiss and grind for a few moments. Then Benji pulls back to look at me.
"Please," he says softly. "Let me make love to you." I nod and press my lips to his.
Benji produces a bottle of lube from under a pillow. He squirts some into his hand, then coats a few fingers of the opposite hand. He gently takes hold of my length. I moan when he starts to stroke me, the KY warming on contact. I feel a thick, lubricated digit gently enter me. It's a little uncomfortable. I try to take my mind off of it by focusing on Benji's attention to my now weeping cock.
A second thick finger makes it's way inside, breaking my concentration. I again focus on the pleasure as Benji moves his fingers in and out and scissors them to prepare me for what's to come. A third finger is added and it's almost painful. But then Benji curls his fingers, brushing something deep inside.
I moan deeply.
"Again," I breathe. Benji wiggles his fingers, sending a rush of pleasure through me. I respond with a moan, pushing down on his fingers. It's starting to feel good. Almost too good.
I remove Benji's hand from my dick not wanting anything to happen prematurely, if you get my drift. I look at my boyfriend and nod. He gets the KY and lubes up. Then he places a pillow beneath my hips. His lips touch my forehead for a moment before he slowly pushes into my entrance.
My muscles instinctively tense at the intrusion. Benji brushes his lips against mine.
"Try to relax," he says gently. "Take a deep breath." I breathe in deeply. As I slowly let it out, Benji gently slides in completely. It's really uncomfortable.
I squeeze my eyes shut against the tears. Benji's strong arms go around me.
"You're okay," he whispers. He kisses me softly and I force myself to kiss back. It helps me to relax.
Benji pulls back after a moment.
"Are you ready?" he asks, stroking my hair. I look up into his warm, loving eyes. I sigh and nod. Benji places a gentle kiss to my lips. He pulls out a little and pushes back in. I breathe deeply and stare into his chocolate eyes.
"I love you, Seba," Benji tells me. I smile.
"I love you too, Benji Baby," I reply. Benji kisses me, rocking in and out of me gently, which is finally starting to become pleasurable.
I begin to move against my lover. He takes this as a sign to thrust deeper. He's got a steady rhythm going. I thread my fingers in his soft hair, tugging gently.
"Harder, Benji," I murmur against his lips. He obliges and I meet his thrusts with my hips.
Benji thrusts deeply and I'm suddenly seeing stars and crying out in pleasure.
"Benji! Oh god! Again! Do it again!" He pulls out almost completely, then plunges back in, hitting that spot again. My eyes roll to the back of my head.
Benji starts to grind at the end of each thrust, his cock digging into my prostate. I arch against him, moaning.
"Please, Benji. Don't stop."
"I won't. I won't...stop. Not...ever," he pants.
"Oh god. Oh god. I'm gonna cum!" I'm writhing in pleasure, clawing at Benji's shoulders. He tugs my cock quickly three times and I explode. I release all over our stomachs.
My muscles tighten around Benji in reflex. I purposely clench my muscles even tighter around him. He yells my name and I can feel his seed fill me, then overflow. He continues thrusting, prolonging our orgasms. His rhythm slows, then stops. Exhausted from his efforst, he collapses on my chest. After a moment he slips out of me. We both whimper softly at the loss of contact. Benji grabs a towel from the floor. He unfolds it and proceeds to clean us up.
Benji tosses the towel into a laundry basket that's sat by the closet. Then he pulls the blankets back for me. I crawl beneath them and lay down. I hold my arms open as Benji slides under the covers next to me. He curls into my side, resting his head on my shoulder.
Suddenly there's banging on the wall. Benji lifts his head. Then we can hear Billy shouting.
"Oh god! Harder, Joel! Harder! Fuck me harder!" Benji and I look at each other with raised eyebrows. Then we burst into giggles, my lover burying his face in my shoulder.
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Stay Tuned for Chapter 16!!!
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Chapter: 15 - 2 months
Author:
writefictionPairing: Seb/Benji
Rating: NC-17
Warning: slash chapter
Disclaimor: Do not know or own. Completely fiction.
Summary: Benji's the punk the new kid at school learns to trust. There's an instant connection, an instant attraction.
Previous Chapters: One+Two+Three+Four+Five+Six+Seven+Eight
Nine+Ten+Eleven+Twelve+Thirteen+Fourteen
Comments are always appreciated. :)
CHAPTER FIFTEEN: two months
Benji and I have been together for two months now and it's amazing. I think I've fallen in love with him....completely. I spend the night at his house every Saturday. School's been out for a few weeks now and we spend as much time together as possible. We both have summer jobs. Benji is a bus boy and I stock shelves at Target. We both dislike our jobs, but they bring in money.
I got home about an hour ago from work. Now I'm walking up Benji's front steps. I knock and let myself in. I take my shoes off and hear Benji's voice float down the stairs.
"I'm up here, Seba!" I smile and shake my head as I start up the stairs.
When I get to the second floor, my boyfriend immediately wraps me in a hug, kissing me softly.
"How was work?" Benji asks. I shrug.
"Same as every day," I answer. He kisses my forehead.
"Well, I know what will brighten your day," he says with a smile. Then he takes my hand and leads me down the hall. Instead of going into his room, he opens the door to the guest room and pulls me inside.
My jaw drops and all I can do is stare. There are bouquets of red and white roses strategically placed all around the room. They're giving off the most delicious scent. There are white pillar candles all over, lighting the whole room that's just beginning to darken from the setting sun.
"Do you like it?" Benji whispers in my ear. I nod slowly.
Then I turn to face my boyfriend.
"What's all this for?" I ask. Benji smiles and brushes my bangs from my eyes.
"My mom's visiting my aunt in Annapolis. She won't be back till Monday night," he tells me. "I just thought tonight we could have, like, a two month anniversary celebration or something." He shrugs, turning shy. I smile and set my bag down. Then I wrap my arms around Benji's neck.
"Well, I love this, Benj. It's perfect," I tell him. He smiles.
"Really?" I nod.
"Really." Then I place a gentle kiss to his lips.
Benji brushes his fingers though my hair.
"You're amazing, you know that?" he says. I smile, my heart fluttering. I have to tell him. This can't wait.
I lead Benji over to the bed to sit. I face him and smile.
"Benji, I really need to tell you something." Benji looks wary.
"Should I be worried?" he asks. I shake my head.
"No, Sweety, everything's fine," I answer. Benji relaxes, a smile lighting up his face.
"Okay. So what is it?" My smile wideneds. I feel like I'm about to burst with the information I'm about to reveal.
"I have totally and completely fallen in love with you, Benjamin," I say. "I don't know how or when it happened. But it did."
Benji smiles widely, cupping my face with his hand.
"I'm glad you feel that way," he tells me quietly. "Because I'm hopelessly in love with you."
"I love you, Benji," I whisper as he leans in.
"I love you too," Benji replies just before our lips meet softly.
Benji's lips move gently against mine as he guides me to lay back on the bed. He lowers his body to mine. I part my legs and he fits perfectly between them. His fingertips gently touch my face as he parts his lips. I part mine also, letting his tongue explore the now familiar territory.
My tongue presses into Benji's mouth, tracing every inch. Then our tongues wrap around one another, tasting, licking, caressing. As our mouths move against each other, I let my hands wander to the hem of Benji's shirt. My hands slide under the black fabric, feeling my boyfriend's smooth, soft skin beneath my fingertips. He shudders as I trace his spine.
I pull on Benji's shirt. He breaks the kiss long enough for me to slip the cotton over his head. I run my hands all over his bare back and shoulders. My cock twitches when Benji glides his hands under my T, tracing my sides with feather-soft touches. His fingertips massage my sking inall the right ways. I moan, lifting my hips to show him my hardening cock.
Benji moans in response, grinding against me, which turns me on even more. He pulls away to gently tug my shirt off. He throws it to some unknown part of the room. Then he leans down to place soft kisses on my chest. I arch my back as my boyfriend works my nipples with his tongue, then nips at them. He continues a lazy, winding trail of kisses down my body. I sigh softly.
Benji reaches the waistband of my tan Dickies. He expertly pops the button and lowers the zip. I lift my hips as he gently tugs the fabric off my body. As he's discarding my pants, I sit up and reach for his belt. I fumble a moment before getting it undone. Then I quickly open up his pants and push them down his hips. He wriggles out of the confining fabric, tossing them to the floor.
I grin as Benji lays me back on the bed. I pull his head down for a kiss. Our tongues mingle and Benji grinds his hips against mine, causing sweet friction between our groans. I moan into his mouth. Then I run my hands down his back and to his ass. I squeeze his boxer-clad cheeks as I thrust my hips up.
Benji moans and pulls away. He hooks his fingers in the waistband of my Scooby-Doo boxers. Then he slowly removes them, letting my aching cock spring free. His eyes widen.
"God you're beautiful," Benji whispers. I squirm, needing some kind of contact from my boyfriend.
As if reading my mind, Benji gently wraps his thick fingers around my erection. He slowly moves his fist up, then down, then back up. I shudder, my eyes falling shut, when his thumb grazes my tip.
"Benji," I breathe. Then he lets go, causing me to whimper at the loss of contact.
I feel Benji moving around, then he lays on top of me. My eyes pop open when it registers that my boyfriend is completely naked. He kisses me softly and slides our erections together. I moan, spreading my legs.
We kiss and grind for a few moments. Then Benji pulls back to look at me.
"Please," he says softly. "Let me make love to you." I nod and press my lips to his.
Benji produces a bottle of lube from under a pillow. He squirts some into his hand, then coats a few fingers of the opposite hand. He gently takes hold of my length. I moan when he starts to stroke me, the KY warming on contact. I feel a thick, lubricated digit gently enter me. It's a little uncomfortable. I try to take my mind off of it by focusing on Benji's attention to my now weeping cock.
A second thick finger makes it's way inside, breaking my concentration. I again focus on the pleasure as Benji moves his fingers in and out and scissors them to prepare me for what's to come. A third finger is added and it's almost painful. But then Benji curls his fingers, brushing something deep inside.
I moan deeply.
"Again," I breathe. Benji wiggles his fingers, sending a rush of pleasure through me. I respond with a moan, pushing down on his fingers. It's starting to feel good. Almost too good.
I remove Benji's hand from my dick not wanting anything to happen prematurely, if you get my drift. I look at my boyfriend and nod. He gets the KY and lubes up. Then he places a pillow beneath my hips. His lips touch my forehead for a moment before he slowly pushes into my entrance.
My muscles instinctively tense at the intrusion. Benji brushes his lips against mine.
"Try to relax," he says gently. "Take a deep breath." I breathe in deeply. As I slowly let it out, Benji gently slides in completely. It's really uncomfortable.
I squeeze my eyes shut against the tears. Benji's strong arms go around me.
"You're okay," he whispers. He kisses me softly and I force myself to kiss back. It helps me to relax.
Benji pulls back after a moment.
"Are you ready?" he asks, stroking my hair. I look up into his warm, loving eyes. I sigh and nod. Benji places a gentle kiss to my lips. He pulls out a little and pushes back in. I breathe deeply and stare into his chocolate eyes.
"I love you, Seba," Benji tells me. I smile.
"I love you too, Benji Baby," I reply. Benji kisses me, rocking in and out of me gently, which is finally starting to become pleasurable.
I begin to move against my lover. He takes this as a sign to thrust deeper. He's got a steady rhythm going. I thread my fingers in his soft hair, tugging gently.
"Harder, Benji," I murmur against his lips. He obliges and I meet his thrusts with my hips.
Benji thrusts deeply and I'm suddenly seeing stars and crying out in pleasure.
"Benji! Oh god! Again! Do it again!" He pulls out almost completely, then plunges back in, hitting that spot again. My eyes roll to the back of my head.
Benji starts to grind at the end of each thrust, his cock digging into my prostate. I arch against him, moaning.
"Please, Benji. Don't stop."
"I won't. I won't...stop. Not...ever," he pants.
"Oh god. Oh god. I'm gonna cum!" I'm writhing in pleasure, clawing at Benji's shoulders. He tugs my cock quickly three times and I explode. I release all over our stomachs.
My muscles tighten around Benji in reflex. I purposely clench my muscles even tighter around him. He yells my name and I can feel his seed fill me, then overflow. He continues thrusting, prolonging our orgasms. His rhythm slows, then stops. Exhausted from his efforst, he collapses on my chest. After a moment he slips out of me. We both whimper softly at the loss of contact. Benji grabs a towel from the floor. He unfolds it and proceeds to clean us up.
Benji tosses the towel into a laundry basket that's sat by the closet. Then he pulls the blankets back for me. I crawl beneath them and lay down. I hold my arms open as Benji slides under the covers next to me. He curls into my side, resting his head on my shoulder.
Suddenly there's banging on the wall. Benji lifts his head. Then we can hear Billy shouting.
"Oh god! Harder, Joel! Harder! Fuck me harder!" Benji and I look at each other with raised eyebrows. Then we burst into giggles, my lover burying his face in my shoulder.
Stay Tuned for Chapter 16!!!
[coming out]
Did you love it?
Did you hate it?
Let me know!
Remember: comments put butterflies in my tummy! XD
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i just read 9-15 today. i love this fiction. it's so adorable.
i'm still giggling about the last part. it's so funny &cute.
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