Reborn

[momoman]

My new short story. I'll still work on Camping Alone, and I have another one in the pipeline to describe Brad's life before Ben, but I don't know if I will continue this. Thanks for reading! (If you do).

It was to be my last day at the workplace where I had met him four years before. We both knew from the first moment we made eye contact that we were interested in one another. But it seemed to be poison to look at each other from that moment onwards. Within the first few months we had struck up a decent friendship, we would walk down the street and get lunch together. He would text me and we’d meet for dinner, or he would call me and invite me over for a movie night with a few other guys from our team at work. More often that not I would end up crashing at his place after those nights and while attempting to fall asleep on his couch I would dream that he awoke me in the dead of night, and coaxed me back into his bedroom where I would proceed to make love to him. But alas, something of that sort never happened between us. Although each night I stayed over I could hear him masturbating in the next room even though he tried to remain deadly quiet, I would fight the strongest temptation to go in there and finish him off.

Our relations remained the same until my last week at work. I walked in with what I thought was a calm, content expression when he walked over to me. “Are you okay?” He asked. For a moment I considered lying to him, but I decided to be open and honest. “I’m leaving. It’s my last week here.” The look on his face was something to die for. “What? Why?” he asked, suddenly looking desperate. “I can’t do it anymore.” I said, then I walked off to my desk leaving him standing by the entrance looking simply dumbfounded.

Throughout my day he occasionally walked over to my desk to attempt forced conversation, but each of the attempts ended with him retreating back to his own desk looking defeated. I knew that he was into me, maybe a bit more than that and he knew it too. I saw him take a deep, shuddering breath and then he gave me a piercing look before walking through the side door and off into towards the car-park. It wasn’t until I heard the wheels of his car screech along the pavement, did I run after him.

I dived into my own car and followed him home. “Wait!” I called as he was walking into his building. “Why?” He asked, looking demonic. “I...I..Need to explain, talk to you, you know?” I said, holding his arm. When my hand made contact with his arm he smiled despite himself and pulled me inside. We walked into the apartment and I proceeded to sit down on the couch. He sat next to me. “Well?” He asked, and I exploded into my explanation. “Well, It’s just gotten too hard. Too painful!” I started and he raised his eyebrows. “What are you on about?” He retorted, leaking venom into his tone. “I...Don’t exactly know ‘What’, but....well, what are you doing?” I asked at the end, because he stood up and walked towards his bedroom.

I waited all of two minutes before I followed. “Hey are you...?” I started because I had just walked in on him naked, lying on his bed. Crying. I had two choices. One, walk out and destroy us both, or take three more steps, kneel down and proceed to give him a well-overdue blow-job. He had his eyes closed, and I took one silent step, then another, and finally the last step before I knelt down and enclosed his penis in my mouth. “Ohh”.

I continued to give him the most passionate and overdue blow-job anybody could ever give. As he continued to get harder while in my mouth, it became harder for me to get right down to the hilt, but I battled ahead and eventually nestled my nose and lips into his dark hair at the base of his penis and inhaled deeply. His penis started to pulsate and I moved back to the head of his beautiful penis and licked the triangle on the underside. He shuddered and moaned before screaming “YES! I AM REBORN!” and then he exploded into my mouth.

I happily drank every drop. I continued to suck on him until he returned to flaccid in my mouth. Then I took a deep breath before raising my head to look into his eyes. He was looking down at me with a trillion questions in his eyes. “I’m so sorry!” I said, and I began to stand up. “Don’t be.” He said, before sitting up and reaching for my arm to pull me back down on top of him. “Here, maybe this will help.” He said, before kissing me passionately on the lips. “What does this mean?” I asked. He smiled before rolling his eyes. “It means whatever you want it to mean.” He put his fingers over my lips to prevent my reply, and he rolled us over and proceeded to service me in return.

TTYL, xx

momoman

 

[Anonymous]

Another masterpiece Ben. Hopefully this story will continue, if you know what I mean ;]

 

[Autolycus]

Another masterpiece Ben. Hopefully this story will continue, if you know what I mean ;]

I am in total agreement with that sentiment!

 

[DonQuixote]

Ben,
The barriers we place on ourselves from our fears.

A great start. Now, does he go back and change his mind about leaving, or does he go on to a new job, but move in with the light of his life, now that they've broken the barrier between them?

I look forward to seeing how you develop this.

And, yes, like many, I'm waiting for your further developments with our boys.

 

[momoman]

Part II

He enclosed my penis with his mouth. The sudden waves of passion and love pulsing through my body were akin to being consistently zapped with a low dose of Electricity. We moaned in unison as he reached the hilt and used his tongue to maneuver my shaft, causing me to shudder also. My penis gave an involuntary twitch and his mouth retracted to the head without needing a warning, as though eager for my load to explode into his mouth. The only way I was going to control myself was if I had something to hold. So I grabbed the edges of the mattress with all my might. Yes, that would help. I would be able to let him enjoy himself now. He seemed to realize that I was letting him have free reign, so he resumed his deep throating.

“Yes!” I moaned when his tongue reached the small triangle under my penis’ head. I could pretty much hear the smile form upon his face. He knew he’d found my spot so he continued to maneuver his tongue on and around that area. We’d been going just on me for about twenty-five minutes so far, so I released my hands from the mattress and gave into his masterful skills. I barely lasted a minute before my penis began to pulse and he suckled the head until I began to shoot my load into his mouth. He didn’t waste a drop.

“Oh my.” Was all I could say when he raised his head to look into my eyes. “I love you” he said, with a smile on his face. “I love you too” I said back breathlessly, which made him give a low chuckle, before he crept up my body and began to kiss me passionately. I kissed him back but hesitantly. He detected this and raised his head with a questioning look in his eyes. “Why now?” I asked, and he got off me and fixed himself into a sitting position so he could properly ponder my question.

“I honestly have no idea. If it’s any consolation though, I’ve loved you since High School, and when I saw you on our first day at that place, I knew it would happen. I just needed to get the guts together and tell you.” He said lightly. “You make it seem far more simpler than it actually is, babe” I said, putting my hand on his thigh. He grinned down at me. “You want me then? Just like I want you? All to myself, forever more?” He asked, his grin widening with each word he uttered. “Of course. I wouldn’t have it any other way, love” I said, which made him laugh in exaltation before I surprised him, pulling him down on top of me and fiercely kissing him in return for before.

“Why oh why didn’t we ever do this before?” I asked, out of breath, as we had just broken apart from what it seemed was an everlasting kiss. “Don’t ask me, I’ve already said I haven’t the slightest idea.” He said, in between kissing my torso in places I never knew existed. “Uhh...” Was all I managed to say as he continued kissing me. Eventually we both sat up and looked into each others eyes. “Wanna...call for a pizza?” We both asked together, perfectly in sync. We both chuckled. “Hungry?” I asked, “Starved” he replied.

I remained in his bedroom while he whisked off to the kitchen to retrieve the phone book and phone. He returned however, with several menus and the phone in his hand. “Here” he said, passing me the menus. I took them and he lay back down on the bed next to me. We resumed to pour over the menus, picking out bizarre toppings and making faces at them. “This one looks good!” I said, holding up the menu for “Pepperoni’s”.

“Pick what you want” I said, holding up my wallet. “Oh no you don’t babe!” He said, smiling and shaking his head. “Half and half.” I said, and he visibly resigned with a chuckle. It took forty five minutes for the pizza’s to arrive, and in that time we sat there watching each other while we talked about everything we’d avoided talking about for so long. Eating Pizza and talking about everything was the most fun any of us had enjoyed in a very long time. It was a while before we got to the dicey questions, about High School and whether or not I was truly going to leave the workplace and move on with life.

He had tears in his eyes as he asked the last question. “I love you, I do, but I’ve given notice. I have to leave. I won’t be far, I still want you. I need you!” I said, and he sort of relaxed. “But I can have a talk to management, you know Brent, the manager? He’s gay, and he knows we are. I’m in his pocket, He does favors for me, and letting you stay would be possible!” He said, a little desperately. I put my Pizza box down on his coffee table, then crawled across the sofa and kissed him on the lips. “That has to be the nicest thing anyone could ever do for me. You love me THAT much?” I asked and he shuddered. “Yes.” He said. “Then please do. Nothing would give me more pleasure than staying with you.”

TTYL, xx

Please note that this story is VERY personal to me, I'm writing this because I want this to happen between me and my crush. Well, I don't have the guts to ask him out and/or tell him of my feelings. That's how I made it so real and detailed, gotta love my wildly inventive imagination. My mind surprises even me sometimes

momoman.

 

[justright25]

Very nice story and hopefully you will be able to one day live this story out.

 

[DonQuixote]

Ben,
A very hot, spicey, but love filled tryst.
I like where your mind is at, and I hope that you and your crush become a real item, and fulfill all your desires.

Everyone should find the other halves in their lives.

 

[momoman]

Thanks guys, it means a lot to me that you took the time to read my story.

momoman.

 

[mgoettsch 1955]

Very good. Especially enjoyed it after reading your personal note after part 2.

 

[momoman]

Sorry this one's a bit shorter I think. I still hope you all like it though. I'll let you all know in due course how long I'll end up making this.

Part III

“Okay, well I’m done. What about you?” I asked, pushing my Pizza box away from me, toward the center of the coffee table. If it were there, i’d be less likely to reach for more. “Oh thank-god you said it!” he exclaimed, before doing the same. “You, wanna watch a movie?” I asked. “Yeah, unless you wanna go or something. Don’t feel like you have to stay... or... anything.” He said, lowering his head. “When I told you that I wanted you. I meant it with all my heart. I love you. I couldn’t do that to you..” I said, forthrightly which made him laugh. “Haha, okay. Yeah, let’s pick!” He said, with his remaining smile still on his face.

We were down by the movie cupboard for around twenty minutes. The pile of “No” movies was growing higher and higher and higher. If you could imagine somebody sitting down cross-legged on the floor, yeah, the pile of “No” movies was taller than that. “How about this?” He asked, holding up a Blu-Ray copy of “2012”. “Maybe...” We both said almost in unison, and we threw it on the “Maybe” pile, which was steadily rising as a competitor to the first. “This?” He said, holding up a DVD between two fingers. I’d only read the title before I noticed him holding it as though it were something recently deceased. “Porn? No, I don’t think we need this do you?” I asked, with a mischievous smile playing around the edges of my lips. “Oooh, you kinky thing...” He said, poking his tongue out before tossing that one onto a brand new pile we’d christened “Trash”. “God, pretty soon we’re gonna have to smash wine bottles over these stacks!” I said sarcastically, gesturing flamboyantly to the “No” pile that had now grown so tall, we had to stand up to stack another DVD onto it. “We will, pity I don’t have any. That would have been fun to do, but a BITCH to clean up. How about this!?” He said, with a smile. It took me a while to look up from his crutch to his face, but when I did, I noticed him holding a copy of “It’s Complicated” in front of it. “Yes!” I said, and he leaned in and kissed me.

“Now..... we must clean these up.” He said, pointing to the piles that, if organized correctly, could be made into a replica of Manhattan island. “I don’t know about you, but I’d be unable to see the TV at this point.” I laughed and we resumed our packing away with gusto. “Should I keep this?” He asked, holding up “Transformers 2”. I simply raised my eyebrows. “I know, shouldn’t have bought it at all right?” He continued, rolling his eyes. “No, you shouldn’t have, it was indeed awful. But every boy is entitled to a movie where the gigantic balls of a robot can be seen at one stage or another.” I said, grinning widely before chuckling despite myself. “Keep it.” I said, and he kissed me. “Finally!” we exclaimed. The DVD’s were packed away nicely.

We returned to the couches, where, we sat and watched “It’s Complicated”. This movie, although innocent looking, had scenes where pot was smoked and the overall effect of this being in such a movie had us both clutching each other in stitches for most of the film. At the film’s conclusion, we were both extremely tired. “Well, I think I better go, what time is it?” I asked groggily. “3.” He said, yawning widely. “Damn. Okay, I’ll see you some time later on today now that I think of it.” I said, and he suddenly sat up and glared at me with glassy eyes. “Do you honestly think that I will let you drive home in your condition?” He asked waspishly, now giving me daggers. “Of course not. Well, do you want me to stay?” I asked, batting my eyelids twenty odd times in rapid succession. He melted. “Only if you want to...”

I moved forward and gently pulled him up by his arms until we were slowly rocking side to side in each other’s arms. “Let’s go.” I said. He smiled then we walked to the bedroom. This night could get interesting.

TTYL, xx

Good news readers! Tomorrow I will be telling my crush everything. I hope he responds with a favourable....uhh....reaction or response but yes, I will be telling him tomorrow. Just need to get him on his own (easy) and tell him (harder). I'll let you know how I go.

momoman.

 

[DonQuixote]

Hi, Ben.
Thanks for the movie night recap.
Good luck to you.