The Hathaway

Sleep-Fucking

I think I only got about two hours sleep that night. Ben wasted no time filling my hole with his dick, and proceeded to pound my ass as hard as he could. But he only lasted a few minutes before exploding deep inside me. I thought he would slowly grow limp and fall asleep, like he usually does, but that was not the case. He did collapse on top of me and fall asleep, but he kept his dick firmly planted in my ass and it remained rock hard. As his breathing grew slow and steady, his hips began to slowly grind against me, and soon he was fucking full force in his sleep. I had no choice in the matter, he had his beefy arms wrapped tightly around my chest, pinning my arms to my sides. Not that I wanted him to stop, I loved having him inside me. I loved feeling his warm body against mine, knowing that all his strength was bent on holding me close to his heart. He continued for about a half an hour or so, and finally slowed and stopped, rolling off of me without cumming or waking up.

I managed to fall asleep for a bit, but it wasn’t long before his dick was finding its way back inside me again. He seemed to be half awake and half asleep as he turned me on my side, forced my legs apart with his knee, and plunged in without any warning. This went on all night, he would fuck for a bit, then roll over for a bit, then fuck for a bit. It was like his dick had a mind of its own. He must have tried every position in the Kama Sutra, and even made up a few new ones. Usually he just fucked for a while with seemingly no intention of cumming, but he did manage to feed me three more helpings of Ben juice before morning.

As dawn broke he seemed to be satiated and fell into a deep and blissful sleep. He finally came to rest with his head on my chest and one hand wrapped around my balls. I kissed the top of his head just before joining him in some much needed sleep. My peaceful oblivion was troubled by memories of the fire, at least, I think it was our recent fire. I woke with a start, panicked, with the vision of hungry flames still dancing before my eyes, and the stench of choking smoke filling my nostrils. Ben had not moved and I ran my hand through his overgrown orange locks without thinking. He needed a haircut, but I didn’t mind that he had been a bit unkempt for the last couple of weeks. I guessed that the stress of losing his job and not yet finding another was preying on his mind and he hadn’t even realized he was letting himself go. I liked the stubble that had been making a regular appearance on his face as he had been shaving less often than usual, and thought I might encourage him to try growing a beard. I ran my hand along the side of his face, appreciating the rough texture, and he began to stir.

He stretched the length of his body before nuzzling his face into my chest and giving my balls a gentle squeeze. “How did you sleep?” he asked lazily.

I chuckled and replied, “I didn’t.”

He looked up, taking his hand from my balls and stroking my cheek. “Why? Miss M. to much for you last night?” His eyes sparkled with humor as he drew my face down towards his so he could kiss me.

“No,” I responded, biting his lip as we finished our morning bout of tongue wrestling. “You were.”

“I wish,” he said still in a bit of a fog. “I dreamed I was fucking you all night long. It was so…” He rubbed his crotch and moaned before deciding on, “...delicious.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” I smiled. “But it wasn’t a dream.”

“Right,” he smirked. “I think I’d know if…”

I guided his hand to my ass hole, which was still leaking cum from his last offering, and said, “You managed to pump four loads in there last night. Four!” He felt the moisture of his cum dripping from my ass and, gathering some on his finger, looked at it in disbelief. “I’m not going to be able to keep my eyes open at work today, thanks to you.” I kissed him with an indulgent smile, and headed to the bathroom to get cleaned up, muttering, “I need some coffee.”

The kids were their usual incorrigible selves, and the first words out of Kevin’s mouth when he saw us were, “My god! Did you sleep at all last night?”

Ben looked sheepish at this, but I winked and said, “Just wait, those are the nights you live for.”

Today was the kids’ last day of freedom before school started, and I knew the social workers had planned a full day of nothing, wanting them to have as much free time as possible before the rigors of the classroom limited their options. I drank more coffee than usual, much to the amusement of the boys, and finally left for work. Ben promised yet another picnic for lunch, and as I left I heard Chad asking, “Can we come too?” I didn’t look back, deciding to let Ben work that out for himself.

I busied myself with the project I had been working on yesterday, and managed to nearly finish it before heather knocked on my door and let herself in. “I thought you might like an update on Evelyn,” she offered.

“Please!” I gestured to a chair as I sat in the one next to it. “How is she?”

“I stopped in the hospital before I came in, and she’s doing much better.” She settled in to give me a full run down. “Her son stayed with her until after she fell asleep last night, and he was back this morning just before I left to come here. We talked in the hallway before he went in, and he thanked me for getting her there so quickly. Evidently she took an overdose of one of her medications. It was a close thing, at least that’s what he said that the doctors told him, and if she hadn’t arrived when she did, they weren’t sure if they would have been able to save her.”

“Then it’s good you listened to that dream and came home early,” I smiled.

“I know,” she said seeming to be mystified by the coincidence. “It’s so weird, isn’t it? Anyway, she’s physically stable enough to go home once the doctor releases her, but they are still trying to find her a counselor so she doesn’t try this again.”

“Yeah, that’s going to be fun,” I chuckled. “Imagine trying to convince one of them that it was all because of the influence of a spirit.”

“Oh my god, you’re right,” she gasped, “They’ll probably lock her up!”

I laughed, “I don’t think it will come to that, but still, it might be best if she didn’t bring up the supernatural aspects of what happened. How is she otherwise? Is she still upset?”

“Of course,” she said with a bit of annoyance, “You don’t get over something like this instantly. But I think the things you said last night helped, and she does seem to be working through it. She asked for you this morning, you know.”

“Really? What did she want?”

“I don’t know, but she seemed anxious to talk to you again.” She thought for a moment and added, “She should be home by mid-afternoon, I was planning on stopping by shortly after supper, do you want to come with me?

“Great idea!” I enthused. "I’m sure Ben would like to see her as well. He can bring his crocheting.”

Just before lunchtime, I received a call from Ben. “I’ve got the boys with me so I thought it best to just head straight to the green, come join us when you’re ready.”

The rain had stopped during the night, and the morning had been breezy, so the ground was relatively dry, although we did need sweaters to stay warm. The boys had brought one of their quilts to spread out on the grass, and by the time I arrived they were busy chasing each other around the green in a lively game of tag. Ben sat guarding the food and shouting encouragements at them. I was surprised to see Ash joining in with the roughhousing, and even roaring with laughter as Chad playfully tackled him. I sat down beside Ben as he gave me a significant look and said, “I don’t know what happened, but Ash is so much more relaxed today. I mean, just look! They’ve been thick as thieves all day.”

“I think I know what happened,” I chuckled.

Ben looked at me, and when I didn’t elaborate, he asked, “Well? Are you going to tell me or is it some deep dark secret?”

I grinned at him, “You wouldn’t let me tell you last night when I first heard about it. That dick of yours was just too…” I leaned in close and whispered, “...hungry for my ass.”

He pushed me back and offered a confused smile. “Yeah, I was horny as hell, and I still don’t understand about...well, are you going to tell me or not?”

“Alright,” I relented. “last night Beth was all worried because she had found that the three boys were all masturbating together.”

“So?” he asked.

“Exactly,” I shot back. “That’s what I told her. It seems that Chad and Kevin were teaching Ash how to do it. I just thought that it was sweet, but from the looks of things today, I’d say it had a profound effect on him. He trusts them now.” We watched them for another minute before I added, “I think they helped him feel empowered, that he had some agency over his own body, and in the process they proved that they were on his side. I remember when my big brother taught me what my body could do. I never loved him more than after that first orgasm.” I put my arm around his shoulder and kissed him lightly on the cheek as he continued to watch the boys. “What about you?”

“No one ever taught me,” he said with a slight twinge of regret in his voice. “That would have been nice.”

“So how did you learn?” I asked.

“I don’t know,” he said distantly. I just always knew, I mean, I can’t remember any specific moment when the light bulb went on.”

“So when did you have your first orgasm?”

“No idea,” he said, turning to me with a smile. “I always seem to have known how to make myself feel good. At some point I must have had my first real ejaculation, but the stuff coming out of my dick seemed unimportant in comparison to the fireworks in my head.”

At that point the boys seemed to finish their game and joined us. “When can we eat?” Chad demanded. “I’m hungry!”

“Right now!” Ben exclaimed as he opened the basket that contained our lunch.

I turned to Ash and asked, “Looked like you were having fun out there, everything alright?”

He smiled and nodded, pushing Chad over and plopping down on the ground beside him “I was until this guy sat on me.”

“Hey!, that was a fair tackle,” Chad insisted, pushing him back.

Kevin sat beside me and asked, “So what were you guys talking about anyways? Don’t think I didn’t see you two over here smooching.”

I shot him a wicked grin and answered, “Sex, of course. Sex. Sex. Sex!”

He rolled his eyes as I had hoped he would and protested, “It’s not bad enough they do it all night long. They have to talk about it all day as well!” The other boys both laughed and prodded Ben and I, and I wondered how we had managed before these kids had come into our lives.