Where There’s Smoke
Neil was on his four day shift this week, so I focused on my own work and trying to keep myself busy. After the Olsen’s, and the subsequent time I spent with Neil at his own place, I was more confused than ever about what I wanted.
Neil was jealous. Not so much about Mario and our past, but more with the idea that BEN had been looking at me. It was side of Neil I hadn’t really thought about. He wasn’t like that before, when he was married. But maybe in his own mind, when he hooked up with someone, it was meant to last. I never heard of any wanderings no matter how much my mother openly flirted with him. He never took the bait.
And now it seems, I was to be his next wife, solely his, only his.
To pass the third day of Neil’s 12-hour shift, I agreed to go out with a bunch of friends to a bar to hang out, where I could forget about all the older men and just have fun with my own friends my own age. Of course, I heard that Allie was going to be there.
It was supposed to be a few of the guys from my old baseball team who had originally set this up, which then extended to a sort of reunion with some other high school friends, thanks to Todd, my former catcher and recently out guy. Todd had given up on sleeping with me when I went to Europe, both of us keeping each other’s secret for a while, even though Todd was no longer hiding it anymore. When I came back, he had a boyfriend, and was now on his second one: Christian, a skinny feminine kind of guy a year younger than all of us. But what surprised me most was seeing Trevor Brandt, the son of our former baseball coach, there amongst the group of friends at the bar.
I hadn’t seen Trevor since our last baseball party, just before when his dad practically raped my ass and then disappeared. I had heard that his parents had split up, but I had no idea where Steve went. Seeing Trevor when I walked into the bar brought back everything all at once, as the shock of the resemblance was unbelievable.
Trevor was 17 when I last saw him, a tall gangly kid. Now he was beefier, filled out and just as tall as his dad was at 6’4” with a lean definition that looked good on him. He had defined muscular arms, and nice legs as he stood there in a concert tee and knee length shorts and running shoes. But before I could work up the nerve to ask him about his dad, Allie walked in with her two friends, and became the center of my focus. Or rather, I became the center of hers.
Her friend Jill and another girl I didn’t know named Ashley were good looking, Jonny flirting with them both as Trevor did the same. Todd and Christian talked a lot together, and all I could do was try to forget about Neil working tonight, feeling very out of sorts with all these babbling friends around me. I tried to look happy and fit in, but truth be told, I was missing Neil, and trying NOT to look at Trevor.
At one point later on in the evening, the girls disappeared to the bathroom and to hit the bar, and I stared over at Trevor, taking a moment to hide the shock of the similarities between him and his dad, which brought up a lot of unresolved feelings. He caught my eye and moved around the crowd to get to me, giving me a big hug finally. He even smelled like his dad.
“How’s it going L’il B!? Haven’t seen you in ages. And you’re so jacked now!” His voice was even deeper, and I had to stop myself from looking over his body. We chatted for a bit, him nudging me about the way Allie was looking, until I finally got the courage to ask him about his dad.
He stood up straight, letting his hand off his beer bottle and just shook his head. “Haven’t seen the asshole in 6 years. Moved away. Don’t know, don’t care.” Then he grabbed his beer and took a big swig before he saw the girls coming, and gave a big smile to Ashley as Allie moved in beside me.
I was too distracted by Trevor’s comments to hear anything that was going on, fixated on the fact that Trevor hadn’t seen his dad since he left, making me realize that was why I hadn’t either. Him not wanting to talk about it only made my own feelings for Steve Brandt deepen. Not that I wanted them to. Or at least that’s what I told myself.
Steve was my first. My coach, my friend’s dad, and here I was, with another friend’s dad going through similar motions. Well, to be quite honest, TWO dads actually. Almost 7 years later and I was obviously stuck on the Daddy figure.
By 11pm I was too distracted to concentrate on anything. My mind was swirling with past images of Steve, of current ones with Neil and Ben and Mark and Mario. I just needed to go home and figure some shit out. Allie asked me if I wanted to join her and Jill on Saturday night, and I agreed before I grabbed a cab and headed home.
Neil had said something about possibly stopping by after his shift tonight, but he didn’t make any promises as after two days he was usually so beat he just needed sleep after his third shift.
I got home around ten after eleven, and kicked my shoes and socks off before deciding on a shower just in case Neil called. I was in a pair of pj bottoms and nothing else when my phone rang, and I forgot all about Steve and picked up the receiver with a dirty mind.
“I was hoping you’d call.” I purred.
I could hear loud sounds, like he was driving. “Well sorry it took me so long.”
But it wasn’t Neil. It was Ben’s voice.
I froze, listening to the sounds of the background noise as he gave a little chuckle. “Trust me I wanted to call sooner, and come visit.”
His voice went right through me, igniting everything since I saw him a week ago when he fucked me in the downstairs storage room while his family and others played video games on the other side of the door.
“You alone tonight?” He asked, his voice lowering into that sexy drawl that he had.
“Uh…” I started to say, feeling the pull in my gut and the hardening of my dick already, before I answered without thinking. “Yeah.”
“Good. I’m about five minutes away. You hungry?” His voice was slick with sex already, confirming he was driving.
I swallowed, closing my eyes, trying to figure out what to tell him. But seeing Trevor tonight, the memory of Steve and missing Neil already had me horny. I hadn’t jerked off since my last romp with Neil and my body was shaking with excitement at the thought of big Ben Olsen coming over.
“Make sure you’re naked my boy. Leave the door unlocked and let your dad come in and find you in bed.”
I felt my breath hitch at the idea. “You’ve never been here before.”
I heard him give a little laugh. “Oh baby I’ve driven by. I know where you live now, and I can find your bedroom easily. Get naked, play with that big dick for me and be nice and hard when I walk in.”
His voice was making me shudder already. “Oh yeah?” I was giving in, wanting SOMEONE tonight. “You want me naked and waiting for you?”
He growled. “Damn right I do boy. Get that little pussy all lubed up for me.”
“Been thinking about me have you?” I teased, grabbing my dick through my pjs and holding myself as I sat down.
“You have no idea baby. I’ve got my cock out right now stroking it with one hand as I drive with the other.”
I pictured it: Ben’s big meat in his crotch under the steering wheel as he drove to me. “Seriously?” I breathed out.
“Seriously baby. I want a nice long session with you. Your bed is going to smell like me when I’m done with you tonight.”
I let my head fall back at the way he was speaking, making me shake completely as I pulled my dick out and lowered my pjs to my thighs.
“Since I saw you, I have been dying to climb back inside you.” I heard him exhale slowly, and the sound of his signal going. “I am going to fuck you so slowly, on your back, and watch your eyes as I fill up that boy pussy.”
Jesus he was turning me on. I wanted to tell him about Neil, and how he kind of figured out about us, but my throbbing cock and twitching ass were making me forget my own name.
“You naked yet?”
His voice was like a drug, and I felt myself pushing my pjs right down to my bare feet. “Yes.” I cooed into the phone as I stepped out of them.
“Good boy. Now unlock your door. I know the apartment number. Get in bed. Now.” I heard the turn signal again as I automatically moved to my dark bedroom and slid into the cool sheets, pushing the duvet down to the end of the bed.
“Where are you?” I asked as I moved the pillows up so I could lie down and see the doorway.
“I am on your street. You in bed now?” I could hear his breathing now, picturing him driving his car near me as his dick was out of his pants.
“Yes.”
“Good boy. Daddy’s almost there. Wet that little hole for me. Let me hear you.”
I was hard now, like a fucking rock, picturing him. I spit into my palm and rubbed it over my cock, and then did what I was told, sliding a wet digit around my ass.
“You thinking about me baby?” He said roughly into the phone as I heard the gear shift. “I’m right outside your building.”
“Door’s unlocked.” I purred as I planted my feet on the bed and lifted my ass a bit, working my finger carefully around my ass. I was breathing hard myself as I heard the noise from the car stop. He was here. He turned the car off.
“Daddy’s not even going to put his dick away. I have a coat covering myself up. I’m going to walk into your room with my cock out for you baby.”
“Oh my God….” I moaned, imagining him trying to hide his big dick as he walked up three flights of stairs to me.
“I’m hanging up now. Slide that finger in and get ready cause you’re gonna feel something much bigger in one minute.”
He clicked the line dead and I tossed the phone onto my bedside table, and grabbed my hard cock, slowly stroking as I listened in the quiet of the apartment for sounds.
And then I heard footsteps in the hallway. The sound of my door being slowly opened, then closed and the muffled noises of his shoes being kicked off and what I assumed was his coat being tossed down. Then a set of keys being put on my table by the door and slow movements into the short hallway that lead to my bedroom.
A shadow fell across the doorway before he appeared, filling up the frame with his body in shadows. I kept the lights off, but I could see the outline of his big dick out of his pants as he said he would pointing the way.
“Fuck baby.” He whispered, stopping in the doorway. He was wearing pants, and a short sleeve shirt. His body was outlined against the doorway, the muscles on his shoulders and arms on display for me. He stood there, staring at me, slowly stroking his own cock as his face was hidden from my view.
And then he moved in slowly to me, towards the end of the bed and moved in between my legs.
“Miss me?” He asked as his face moved forward, his hands spreading my legs out, his knees climbing onto the bed. His hands were cool, pushing my legs back under my knees, towards my chest as his mouth went to my twitching hole. He buried himself in there in a loud, muffled growl, kissing and licking his way into me in a hungry manner. I gripped my own legs and held them there, feeling my body moving up and down as he slicked my ass with his own spit and then tongued me to high heaven. He was clean shaven still, but his stubble from the day was rough, making me burn with more than just a desire to have him.
He lowered my ass and I felt his cock at my entrance as he grinned at me. Fuck he was sexy as hell, in a different way than Neil. Ben had this muscular gritty look to him, all blue collared meat, with a handsome face despite the receding hairline. I felt his blue pants around my naked legs as he placed his hands near my chest and moved up to me with a smile so wide, the lines of his eyes crinkled as he drew in to kiss me.
As his tongue filled my mouth, shutting out my moans, his hips moved in to me, sliding his cock into my waiting hole. I groaned into his mouth as he plunged forward, straight into me, his own moan filling my mouth as he inhaled deeply and began to slowly pump his cock in and out of my ass.
He was fully clothed. I was fully naked. His boy, waiting in bed, for Daddy to claim him. I closed my eyes as his hand moved over my nude body, gliding up to my throat where he grasped it snuggly, pinning me to the bed as he stared down at me.
“How does that feel?” He groaned, humping me so hard my body was moving upwards with each thrust.
I pulled at his shirt, dying to feel his body against mine, but didn’t move. He just kept fucking me as he watched.
“Feel good?” He asked again, still holding me by the throat as he gave me sudden, deeper thrusts, his face studying me, no longer grinning.
I grabbed his wrist and stared back up at him, moaning still under him, showing him just how good it felt.
“Feel as good as Neil’s cock?” He suddenly said, gritting his teeth and pushing my neck into the mattress as he fucked me harder.
I put a hand up to his shirt covered chest and tried to yank his hand away from my throat as I heard it, my eyes widening as he grinned again at me.
But when he saw the panic in my eyes, he loosened his grip around me and just shushed me soothingly, not stopping his hips from pounding into me. “It’s okay baby. Daddy knows.” His other hand came up to my forehead and he wiped my brow, gently caressing my hair as he watched me taking his cock. “Tell me mine’s better. Tell me you like me fucking you more.” He moved his body into me, causing his cock to sink into me deeper and I arched with him as he elongated his torso, pushing into me so he could steady himself upwards to remove his shirt in one easy pull.
I was stunned at the feeling of him hitting me so deep, coupled with the sight of his big beefy body over me, now naked from the waist up as he remained impaled in me.
“Eh? Am I the best you’ve ever had?” He whispered as he looked down at me, grabbing my waist to adjust himself in me, moving me a bit sideways.
I nodded instinctively, seeing him grin, before he gave my ass a quick slap.
“Atta boy. You love my cock don’t you?”
“Yes.” I heard myself moan as he began to ravage my ass again, holding me still as he drilled me hard, before he flipped me over onto my front, staying inside, and then covered me with his body.
“You little slut, taking on two daddies at once. You want us both to fuck you one day baby?” He purred into my ears, making my cock ache under me against the sheets.
“Oh fuck yes!” I grunted out as he humped me harder now.
And then suddenly he pulled out, making me turn over to watch him strip his pants and underwear off in one quick shove and step out. He stopped to remove each sock, revealing one big bare foot at a time, before he climbed back on me, and reinserted himself and started again.
“There you go. Back inside where I belong. Is this where I belong baby?” He was licking my neck, breathing his hot breath onto me, as I spread myself out under his amazing body. Neil could fuck, but Ben was proving his dirty side and I was loving every minute.
“Yes.” I moaned between pants, my breath coming out in ragged pants. And then he was out again, flipping me onto my back, curling my body under his, pushing my legs back to my ears and sliding back in.
Oh my GOD he felt amazing naked on me, my body seemed to fit perfectly with his, his mouth on mine as he fucked me so hard I was making noises as he kissed me. He stopped talking, just focused on making out and pounding my ass hard.
I was a ball of sweat under him, his own mixing with mine, when he broke our kiss and slid his mouth to my shoulder. “Fuck boy. Daddy’s gonna fill you up now. Grab my ass and hold me deep inside you!” His voice picked up as my hands reached around him to the big round globes of his smooth ass and I squeezed him hard, feeling him flex as he roared into my neck, spilling his essence deep into me with loud grunts and groans.
As soon as he stopped I grabbed my dick. “Don’t pull out!” I groaned, as he pushed himself off me, sitting on his heels to watch, keeping his dick buried in me.
“That’s it boy,” he said, grabbing my nuts as I stroked myself off, “You feel my cock still pulsing in you? Cum for me baby.” His hands were sliding up my body, under my balls, around my legs and chest, his eyes watching me fist my cock.
And with a grunt I shook and exploded, letting my cum fall on my torso as his hands quickly rubbed it in, waiting for me to subside before he scooped it up and fed me my own cum. I moaned as I licked his hand and fingers, and then felt him slip out of me as he leaned over me to kiss me in a sloppy, cum tasting kiss.
He collapsed to my side, wiping his forehead with the back of his hand as my heart beat slowed. It took me a minute to turn to him, his own body now calm in the darkness, before I dared ask.
“How’d you know about Neil?”
He gave a laugh and then turned to me, rolling sideways, scooping an arm under me to pull me into his body, trapping me in his arms. “Oh my baby boy. You think I wouldn’t know?” He kissed my head and snuggled into him, one big leg of his moving around both of mine. “I know all about Neil Campbell.”
I gripped Ben’s big arm as I felt myself stuck to his skin, the heat of him radiating around me.
“When he showed up with you for dinner, I couldn’t believe it.” He let out a long sigh behind me as he moved me against his back. “Wife just died, and here he is showing you off.”
“What?” I frowned, moving my ass lower, waiting to hear what Ben had to say.
Ben’s arms tightened around me. “He didn’t tell you?”
“Tell me what?” I could hear my heart pounding as I thought about Neil’s jealousy, and how angry he got thinking Ben was staring at me.
Ben laughed behind me, and wiggled himself into me before he kissed the top of my head again, squeezing me tighter now. “Oh my boy, you are so cute. You really don’t know?”
I tried to turn my head to look up at Ben but all I could see was his one pec and his dark pink nipple on his chest. “Know what?”
“About our little competition.”
I froze, my heart thumping, my mind spinning. This time I wrenched myself from Ben’s arms so I could see his face. “What the fuck are you talking about?”
Ben’s smile was nasty, but he gave me a face and pulled me back into him. “Oh relax. Like you didn’t enjoy it all.”
I was freaking out a bit, as I turned to face Ben still grasped in his arms. But this time Ben just rolled onto his back, leaving me on an elbow to stare at him, waiting.
He let out a big sigh. “Remember when you figured out I was the guy at the Tim’s you saw, flirting with you when you came over with Sandra a few years back during school?”
I nodded. “Yeah.”
Ben gave me another look, as if he was waiting for me to put the pieces together. “Did you seriously not recognize the guy I was at the Tim’s with?”
I frowned again. I remembered that day, seeing Ben there, openly staring at me and flirting, showing off his arms as I waited for my boss Frank to pick me up. I remembered there being another big dude there with Ben, but his back was to me, and I was only solely focused on Ben at the time.
“I was there with Neil that day Brian.” He looked at me with a smile. “We’ve known each other since high school. And we both have, let’s say, similar interests.” With that he rolled over onto me and pinned me to the bed.
I was in no mood, so I tried to resist, turning my head away from the impending kisses he tried, and squirmed out from under him, crawling off my bed to stand at the bottom, leaving the naked Ben confused.
“Okay, I’m a little freaked out right now.” I grabbed my pj bottoms and slipped them on as I heard Ben huff.
“Don’t get dressed…just…” He let out a sigh and sat up, his big feet facing me, and patted the side of the bed. “C’mere. Just calm down.”
I crossed my arms in defiance and stared at him. But he raised his eyebrows like a patient father, waiting for me to obey, until I actually did and came and sat beside him. He moved closer to me, our bodies touching again, and let his hands rest down in a clasp over his own lower stomach just above his flaccid cock.
“Neil’s been doing the same thing as I have for the last thirty years.” He said bluntly.
“I don’t believe you.” I argued, my arms still crossed. He told me he’d never been with another guy, that this was all new to him, that he only recently explored all this after his wife died.
Ben just shrugged. “Believe what you want, but that day we were at Tim’s he saw you leaving after I pointed you out because he could see me flirting. He saw you leave, and told me who you were, his old neighbour, cute kid, just our type.”
I flinched. “OUR TYPE?”
He turned and looked at me. “He didn’t tell you?”
I let out a huff. “He told me he was jealous because he saw you staring at me the other night.”
Ben laughed out loud. “Well, I guess THAT is true. But this has been a bit of a competition lately, comparing conquests so to speak. He’s getting back at me when I told him about you, the guy from the Tim’s, that came home with my daughter and how I fucked you multiple times that weekend.”
This was unreal. I gazed at Ben, seeing a different side of him as well as my eyes opening up about Ben.
“Ever since then, he’s been dying to have his go at you.”
My mouth dropped open as I flashed back to it all: meeting him at my apartment, his invitation to his house for a swim. “Wait a minute, Neil met me during a fire alarm at my building….”
Ben’s eyes widened and he leaned into me. “He planned that, had someone he knew pull the alarm, and he showed up. He figured out where you lived, after running into your mother.”
Things were dropping into place in my head, and it all made sense the way Ben was telling it, but I still refused to believe it.
“He told me he had never been with a guy.”
Again, Ben laughed out loud and let his head fall back against my headboard. “Well that, I can assure you, is a complete and utter lie.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah.” Ben teased back. “Because I was his first, and he’s been with many, MANY others since.”
I sat there, taking it all in, as Ben waited in silence. But then he moved closer to me again, and put his big arm around me.
“C’mere kiddo.” I fell against his chest, listening to his heart beating, and the gentle circles Ben was making around my arm. “Sorry to disappoint, but I thought he told you everything. I figured he did when you didn’t say no to me coming over.” He kissed my head again, and I felt his body moving closer to me, inch by inch. “And I was so glad you said yes, because I’ve been thinking about you all week.”
I was stunned, thinking about my relationship with Neil, and what it meant to me. I was ready to be with him. But now I wondered what he was really after.
I ignored Ben’s kisses as the continued, down my neck, down my shoulders as he shifted in the bed, and then his hands were pulling down my pajamas, his mouth moving around my naked body again. I looked down to see his head around my crotch and my cock responding. And then I felt his warm wet mouth around me, as he started to suck my cock.
Before I knew what was happening, he was crawling up my body, covering mine with his, sliding back into my slick hole, and was fucking me so slowly and passionately I wasn’t able to think straight.
I was gone once again as he whispered in my ear dirty things. I was numb as he fucked me again, tossing under him, pulling him in deeper. I wasn’t sure if I was taking my anger at Neil out with Ben, or if I was taking my anger at Ben out on myself.
But he was fucking me so slowly and intently, so passionately that I moved with him. And just when I was making claw marks along his back, his nude body a sheen of sweat again, I thought I heard the door.
I bit into his shoulder as my headboard started banging lightly against the door and froze when I saw the firefighter standing at the end of the bed.
“Well, well, well, what have we here?” Neil’s voice suddenly boomed, making Ben stop and turn, keeping his cock impaled in me.
Ben sat back on his feet, wiping his brow. “Bout fuckin’ time. I was beginning to think you weren’t going to make it.”
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