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“Hey, not so rough.”
“What? You getting tired of it?”
He ignored the bite to those words, “I’m just sore.” His indifference paid off, as the tone that responded next was much gentler.
“You did take a beating this morning. Maybe you should be doing me.”
“Shut up.” Ben pulled Kevin closer, sounding a bit irritated.
“Whoa, no need to get mad.”
“I’m not mad – ahh!” Ben hissed, falling lower against the backseat. Kevin eased Ben’s fall, leveling his face with his.
“You weren’t kidding, huh?”
Ben shook his head, his pained expression beginning to smooth over.
“You wanna stop?” The honest concern in Kevin’s voice almost made Ben smile.
“No, I’m alright.”
“You sure? Cuz it looked like someone stabbed you in the leg just now.”
“I’m fine. You’re just going to have to help. I don’t have the muscle control right now to…”
“It’s fine. I got it.” Kevin wasn’t upset or irritated as Ben thought he might have been. There was a moment as they adjusted and Kevin pushed Ben’s unclothed lower half higher.
“Haven’t done this in a long time.”
“Yeah.”
“Here we go.”
Ben braced himself against the seat with an arm, lifting the other to wrap around Kevin’s shoulders for better support. Kevin was like a rock compared to him; he was taller, broader shouldered, and more intimidating in appearance. It was no surprise he could support his weight with ease.
“You okay?”
“Uh-huh.” Ben shifted against the prodding fingers, grunting. The pair of digits stopped and Kevin tried to gauge Ben’s pain.
“You don’t sound okay. If you want me to stop I’ll stop.”
“Keep going.”
“Alright, but if you ask me there’s something wrong. You’re a hell of a lot tighter than you used to be.”
“That’s why you’re doing this.” Ben took a deep breath and began to relax, dropping his head against the seat. The space was cramped, but in a way that made it more interesting. He never admitted he loved this part. In the past, he had always relaxed his muscles on demand, but tonight he couldn’t. His back was hurting and he lacked his normal muscle control. But that was alright; the feeling of Kevin’s fingers stretching him never seemed to grow old. That’s how they did it when they first started, until they were concerned with time and Ben revealed he didn’t always need to be stretched. He learned a thing or two from having alien bodies.
“Hang on, we’re gonna need some help.” Kevin withdrew his fingers, easing Ben down, and twisted around to dig in the front seat. He turned back and removed the cap on a small container of lubricant he’d retrieved.
“How come I’m always more naked than you?” Ben tugged Kevin’s shirt up and unlatched his black belt.
“It’s just easier this way. Hold still.”
Ben sighed and watched Kevin drop to the floor to begin stretching him again. He enjoyed the touches and caresses but had to stop himself from laughing. Kevin had that look on his face – the same one he got when he was working on his car. It wasn’t so much a look of thought or fondness as it was serious dedication to the task at hand.
“What?” Kevin finished and wiped his fingers off on his shirt, looking as though Ben were making fun of him.
“Nothing.” Ben chuckled quietly, “You just looked so… occupied.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Condom?”
Kevin raised an eyebrow but humored Ben by dropping the subject. He rose to press his knees on the seat and reached into his back pocket. Ben unzipped his jeans for him and pushed his hand boldly down the man’s black boxers.
“You’re really hard already.”
Kevin pushed his pants lower, “Funny. I wonder how that keeps happening.” Ben snatched the condom from him and opened the packet as Kevin leaned over him, bracing himself with both hands. Ben spread a small amount of lubricant over Kevin’s erection and placed the condom over the head, holding the tip between two fingers. Using his other hand he unrolled it in a smooth motion.
“You make that look so easy.”
Ben stroked Kevin, coating the outside of the condom with more lubricant, “I’m ready I think.”
“You think?”
“Might still be a little tight, but I’m sure I can handle it.”
“Now just wait a-”
Ben yanked Kevin’s shirt abruptly, pulling him close and curling his hand around the back of his neck before he kissed him. They didn’t often kiss, but when they did Kevin always submitted to him. It was like a spell. Ben draped his arms around Kevin’s neck, making that quiet little noise he knew riled his partner. Why the brutish teen liked his little noises so much he didn’t know. He always thought they were silly and at first tried to stifle them. After Kevin told him how hot they made him he started to make them more freely.
They parted and Kevin swallowed, breathlessly complying, “Okay.” Ben kissed the side of his mouth for good measure and spread his legs. Carefully, they pressed together. Ben was lifted and pushed into the seat a bit. It hurt, but he moaned to prevent hissing or squirming. After a few moments he heard his partner cuss under his breath.
“You’re way too fucking tight.”
“It’s getting better.” Ben willed his muscles to relax as best he could and Kevin was soon fully inside him, “It’s been too long.”
For them, it had been a long time. Ben had grown accustomed to the frequent drives with Kevin that started with them sitting together and talking about what had angered him this time and ending with them parked in some dark area ‘doing the dirty’. Kevin was temperamental, and Ben understood it wasn’t easy for him to control himself after years of doing whatever he pleased. He had come a long way, and that was important. Quite often it was Gwen that upset Kevin. Or rather, it was Kevin upset with himself for making Gwen upset with him. He never let her see how much things got to him.
Ben always reminded himself it was because of the spats between the three of them that he always ended up under Kevin. That was the deal; if Kevin became angry, upset or whatever and needed to blow off steam somehow - Ben helped in any way he could. It prevented Kevin from drinking or driving, or combining the two, which is how their deal had started. If Kevin needed to talk, Ben listened. If Kevin needed someone to talk to him, Ben talked. If Kevin was shaking with anger, Ben calmed him. Once the ranting or shaking was over Kevin either returned to his usual self, became very quiet and docile, or grew sad. And a sad Kevin just wasn’t right. In fact, it was quite strange.
Kevin had a thing for Gwen – they all knew that. However, Kevin had a thing for Ben, too. It was just a different kind of thing. And no, it wasn’t just sex as he had originally thought. It was something else; it was an emotional attachment. He had learned he could tell things to Ben and not be judged. Ben merely stared at him with eyes full of concern and understanding. Gwen looked at him like that, too. He supposed they were related and had their similarities, which explained a lot.
Ben wanted nothing in return other than for Kevin to, as he had put it so many months ago, ‘not do anything stupid’. Instead of potentially hurting himself or others, he had Ben. At first all they did was have sex. That was all Kevin could do to vent, but eventually he dropped some of his walls and began talking. Over time they talked more and had sex less, but Ben never complained one way or another. Kevin still had a thing for Gwen, and Ben still told him he should ask her out already. It crossed both their minds that one day Kevin and Gwen may very well be going out. What would happen to their deal then? The support would still be there, both parties were sure of that, but sex could not possibly still remain without some measure of strain and guilt. They both felt guilty enough already.
Ben and Kevin had their arguments and disagreements, too. Sometimes Ben was cute just to annoy Kevin in order to see the irritation in his eyes so there was at least some emotion, but all that was harmless fun.
“Hey,” Ben glanced out the windows from his position, “did you hear something?”
Kevin’s face hardened into his watchful stare and he monitored their surroundings, “No, but that doesn’t mean there’s not something out there.”
“How inconvenient.”
“You’re tellin’ me.” Kevin moved forward to look closer into the darkness of the trees.
“Ohhh.” Ben arched into the unintentional thrust, his ankles locking together behind Kevin’s back.
Kevin pushed forward again, “I don’t see anything.” A current shot from Ben’s lower belly all the way up his spine with such intensity he panted once. It took a moment for him to gather his wits and by that time Kevin had relaxed into his prior position.
“Could be a cop patrolling the area.”
Ben’s brain buzzed; he wasn’t quite drunk on pleasure yet but he was going there fast. How Kevin acted so cool and collected while sliding in and out of him went beyond his understanding.
“Huh, whatever it is doesn’t want to say hi.” He started to move again, “I could always go out and check-”
“Kevin!” Ben gave an aggravated noise and glared; though the look wasn’t worth much in the now nearly pitch black night.
“I’m barely moving.”
“That’s the problem.”
“Aren’t you a little worried someone is here?”
“No. If someone is here then they’re going to get a show.”
Kevin paused, a bit surprised, but decided not to argue, “Guess so.” He fell into place, kissing Ben briefly as a way to quell the teen’s frustration. Ben protested the shortness, kissing him again, this time with more fervor. Their tongues met in a momentarily awkward connection until they familiarized themselves with the affectionate display again. There had only been a handful of times they kissed like this, and Ben was beginning to wonder why it wasn’t more often. He was mentally dizzy and his body began to feel hyperaware. Kevin touched him with more care than usual, rubbing the small of his back and somehow managing to find and soothe the places that hurt most.
Kevin smiled as they parted, wiping a drop of saliva from the corner of Ben’s mouth, “Hm, something’s gotten into you.”
“Yeah – you.”
“Wuh-huh-hut? That was a little crude for you, Tennyson.”
“Mm, just feels really good right now.”
“No argument here.” Kevin gave a testing thrust, which led into a steady rhythm and Ben’s fingers twisting in the fabric of his shirt. Ben was tight. Tighter than Kevin ever remembered, and it was driving him insane. Noises began to rise from Ben – little pants and gasps that built to mewls and grunts. Moans accompanied with cries took over as their pace increased. Kevin rolled his hips into him, grinding his teeth as muscles began to spasm around him. The heat grew and Ben’s vocals were becoming louder. He had always been fairly quiet before, but Kevin was enjoying this change.
Ben clung to Kevin, each thrust feeling like a jolt of electricity wracking every pleasure receptor in his body. Sex had never been like this before. His body strained, his voice became raw, his heart pounded in his ears – Kevin grinned and bared it, holding out for Ben to finish, because quite frankly, the noises were making him lose it. The entire car rocked with their movement. Ben had that nagging feeling he was being watched, but that only seemed to make him hotter. He wasn’t going to last much longer. His body seized with every plunge Kevin took, his prostate sending potent waves all over, and he tried to avoid crying out in Kevin’s ear but it wasn’t working out well. He wanted to tell Kevin he was close, but the words drowned in his moans. Instead, he stuck with an easy syllable.
“Kev.”
The combination of pain and pleasure, the feeling of being watched, and Kevin so close to him finally put him over. His nails raked up Kevin’s back as his climax was ripped from him. His back arched, hips snapping up to meet Kevin mid-thrust. A bright yellow and white light burst from behind his eyes, blinding him as his voice cracked. Kevin grunted as muscles contracted around him. He wrapped an arm under Ben and thrust once, twice – and it hit him. A rough groan was all he loosed as he came.
Ben’s entire body shook as streaks of white still danced in his eyes. He blinked, his breathing shaky and loud. Kevin shifted within him, brushing over his prostate, and he jumped. His senses were overloaded.
“I think we should have charged for that one.” Kevin withdrew, removing the condom and his shirt that was covered in Ben’s semen. He threw them together to the floor to deal with later.
“Hey,” Kevin’s voice was deeper, “you alright?”
Ben was still for a few lingering moments until his eyes opened to tiny slivers. The green irises seemed to almost glow in the night and Kevin understood he was too wiped to form coherent speech at the moment. He smirked and leaned down, kissing the lax mouth.
Ben shivered, his voice weak, “Hey.”
“Yeah, sure - hey. Thought you were out cold for a second.”
“I was.” Ben stretched a bit but didn’t make a move to sit up. He touched Kevin’s face, wondering what he was thinking.
“Something wrong?”
Ben ran his fingers to the hair at the back of Kevin’s neck and smiled, “Nah. Kiss me?”
“Huh, I think we’re going for a new record, Tennyson.”
“That bad?”
“Nope.” Kevin made sure to make the boy breathless by the time he was done.

“The only one who can change you is you. If you don’t want to change then that’s your decision. If you do, then I hope you become what you want to be.” Ben leaned against Kevin’s shoulder, “And I hope what you want to be is something good.”
“You and Gwen really are a lot alike.”
“Cousins.”
“I guess so.” Kevin flicked his eyes from a bird bathing in the water of the river to his boots. It was a nice day to be outside. His legs stretched out before him on the rock and he sighed, absorbing the sun’s warmth.
Kevin suddenly scoffed, “It’s not every day you get spied on by a fucking deer.”
Ben laughed, “Horny little bucker.”
“You did not just say that.”
Ben let the comment fall and elbowed his friend, “So, Kevin.”
“Tennyson, I swear to-”
“When are you going to ask Gwen out?”
“Dammit, Tennyson! Can we not go one time without you saying that? Come here!” Ben was already making a break for it. When Kevin caught him there would be some acting innocent on Ben’s part, which would inevitably be followed by more kissing. And that had potential to lead to more.

6.25.08
Words of wisdom from my good friend who was the pre-reader: “Some people like to go nature watching, this is what happens when nature watches back.”
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