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Blake & Ben (A New Beginning) - Chapter 4 - My First and My Last

Date: 1/7/2017, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Gay, Teen Male / Teen Male, Author: StudioXPS, Rating: 91.7, Source: sexstories.com

- BLAKE ABEL FOSTER - Ben. Benjamin. Benny boy. Just Ben, he told me, smiling, over FaceTime earlier this evening. I'll call him whatever he wants me to. Because, as the rappers say, "I'm all about the Benjamins." But, I'm not referring to Benjamin Franklin on the one-hundred dollar bill, I'm talking about my boyfriend, Benjamin Jaxon Smith. Ugh! I still can't believe it. MY boyfriend... I have been smiling non-stop since we got back from the mall yesterday. My mother even noticed the drastic change in my demeanor. Coming down the stairs for dinner that night, I walked up to her and planted a kiss on her cheek and told her dinner looked great. She shot Dad a quizzical look then looked back at me. "Everything okay, honey," she asked. "Yeah," I said, slipping the spears of my fork into my grilled chicken salad. "You sure," she asked. "You feeling sick or anything? Did something happen?" Chewing my salad and smiling I retorted, "Can't a guy be happy and give his mom a peck on the cheek without getting the third degree? Jeez!" "Well, it's just..." she starts, a warm smile spreading across her face. "...you haven't done that since you were a little boy." Her smile makes me feel good, but it also makes me feel bad. I make a mental note to be a better son from now on - tell her I love her more often. I can see, in her eyes, she's looking at me, not as her eighteen-year-old son; but, as her little boy. The little boy with his legs dangling from the chair, a scrape on one knee and ... food all over his face. *** Later that night, I FaceTimed with Ben. It started out quiet, shy. I can't help it. There's just something about him. Now that we both know our true selves in one another, it's not just two new friends hanging out, getting to know each other. I clam up and go quiet. I've never been shy like this around another person. Hell, I've never felt this way about another person - not even Gavin. Gavin was the first relationship I'd ever had with another boy. Even though I liked him and cared about him back then, it was never remotely close to the way I feel about Ben. When I see Ben, I am the definition of shy. And, I'm not trying to be cute, like the way a girl would act shy, you know, being obvious. My shyness is genuine. Looking at Ben, it's hard for me to breathe. Words get trapped in my throat. Butterflies flap their wings in my stomach, showing no remorse. My heart beats faster than it would if I just finished running a lap at football practice. It's crazy what he does to me, just by looking at me. Even through the screen of my phone. We barely spoke for the first couple of minutes, while FaceTiming. I didn't know what to say. I tried looking like the TV in my room had part of my attention - that's why I wasn't saying much. Truth is, my TV wasn't even on. So, to pick the conversation back up, I asked if he wanted to come over tomorrow. That got us talking. And not even about anything dirty - even though those thoughts and scenarios were playing in my ...