Hey, people. Well, here I am again. Notice in the title the words, "The Finale". Yes, this is to be the last chapter of Ben and his buddies and his closeness with Carlos... I should say their closeness with each other. Not to worry. There'll be other stories from my perverted pen, or rather, perverted keyboard.
Remember at the end of Part 7, after their steamy interlude with Todd, and Todd took his leave after waving his dick at them in his way of saying goodbye, the following went down between Carlos and Ben:
"That fucker... leave it to him to have the last word." Then he got his famous serious look. "Being with Todd as we did was fun - hot fun for sure - but I doubt I'd want to do it again with him. He's a fine, hot young guy who'll do things as he's ready to do them. Much like I was until I first saw you. Then I knew there was more than just getting off. There was something about you that really grabbed me. Hard." He grabbed Carlos and pulled him close and kissed him a full tongue wet kiss. Tears started running down his cheeks.
Carlos licked his salty tears. "You know, Ben. What you just said... what you just said... What more can I say? It would be corny as hell to say 'Ditto' you know. But, fucker, I love you so damned much it just hurts like hell... Feels so fucking good it hurts. Doesn't make sense but that's the way I feel." They just stood and kissed and rubbed and shed more tears. Then 'practicality' reared its head.
"Yeah, it makes perfect sense, baby. Well, guess it's time to get cleaned up ourselves and get some eats. I'm starved. We had quite a workout today. And... Carlos... you better have a good load of stuff to feed me later. I need to eat from your ass big time, baby."
"Yeah, I got plenty Ben. And I'm sure you got enough for me too. We're gonna have some heat tonight, baby."
They both lunged at each other and wrestled on the grass, until they got tired and went on in the house to clean up.
These guys are something else... love to play, love to work, love to make love to each other and explore everything about each other, and THEMSELVES! And there's more that they haven't explored yet, but I suspect they will. After all I'm the one writing this story, so I should know... They went into the house and cleaned up and got to making supper. Still naked of course, they're not about to hide behind clothes with each other. The steaks were cooking and Ben made a big salad and potatoes were baking in the oven. Carlos got the wine out and poured a couple of glasses and handed one to Ben. "This is our night, baby. I'm not even thinking of tomorrow, except to know it'll be tomorrow sometime. But I'm not even dreading it, Ben. Look what we got with each other right now, baby. I love you, fucker, and I'm not afraid to say it. I love you. I love your odors and your sweat. I love your breath, you face, your hot body, your ass, your dick, your piss, and, yes, your shit, baby. It's all part of you, Ben, and I love all of it. Cheers baby, here's to tonight and what follows." They touched their glasses and took a few sips of wine. Then put the glasses down and kissed each other deeply. They both sprung wood again, but let them be. Those hards would have to wait until later. Ben was tearing up again. "What you just said, Carlos, could've come right out of my head and my mouth. You just beat me to it is all. Let me just say, baby, I love you so much Carlos. We got a lot ahead of us and it could be scary as hell, but it's not for me, and I don't think with you either." "No, for whatever reason, Ben, it isn't. Why should it be?" Well, supper was ready and they dove in like they hadn't eaten for days. It was really good and they enjoyed it. They enjoyed chewing on their food then transferring it to the other ready mouth after flavoring it up with their saliva. They pissed a little in each other's wine and relished the flavor of it. "Maybe some winery would like our little recipe here, Ben," and they both laughed like a couple of kids. They were, tonight, just a couple of kids enjoying each other to the fullest. They washed up the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen. Just about the time they were finished, they heard this noise on the roof. "What's that racket... it ain't Christmas so it can't be Santa. Let's go out and see." They both went out on the porch and it was raining. Raining hard. A nice, warm, summer rain. Nothing like the smell of a rain like that, washing all the accumulation of dust from everything. "Damn, Ben, let's get out in it. Rico has a couple pair of flip flops here. Let's put 'em on and get out there and get good and wet and walk around and play." They did and just relished the feeling of the fresh downpour on their bodies. They walked down the drive and stopped and made out and rubbed up and down each other and teased their hardons. They walked back to the yard and got up on the hammock and made out like bandits. Ben eased his finger in Carlos's asshole. He felt the head of a nice turd. "Hey, man, easy there. Don't disturb the goods, baby, that's all for you in a bit." "Come on Carlos, I just want a little preview. I won't hurt it. I just want a taste." He gently rubbed up the side of the turd and withdrew his finger and sniffed it and let Carlos sniff it. Then he licked the brown of his lover off his finger. "That is so fuckin' good. Baby, I can't wait any longer, I gotta have you feed me." They tossed around on the hammock until they both fell off onto the wet grass. They made out some more and finally got up and went back into the house and into the bedroom to dry off. Didn't even take time out for some apple pie! Ben had been waiting for this moment with Carlos. The moment that he wanted so badly. For Carlos to feed him his shit. To eat from this wonderful man that he loved so deeply. To eat from him with no worry about what might happen when he did. No words were needed between them. Somehow, any communication was between their brains and their bodies completely and didn't need sound... didn't need any words at all. Now, Carlos knew exactly what Ben wanted and needed and hungered for all day, and he was prepared to give him just what he wanted. Ben turned on the bedside lamp which was somewhat like a spotlight that one would use for reading. Ben gently positioned Carlos so that his ass was well illuminated and at a level where Ben could have total access to it... his ass, this ass that Ben loved just as much as the rest of this beauty's body. Ben loved the smooth brown skin of his ass. He loved the fine hairs that ran up and down his ass crack. He loved the furry balls that hung down just below his asshole. His ass fairly glowed in the light. His pucker was flexing some in anticipation of delivering the load waiting just inside. Carlos had been storing up this load for just this time. He wanted to please Ben and Ben needed his shit and Carlos was ready to deliver. Ben positioned himself so that his mouth was opposite this beautiful asshole, yet backed off enough so that he could see every detail of it... every wrinkle, every fold of flesh, the dark brown skin all around his hole, every little hair that was near his perfect shit hole. There was no hurry and both of them knew that. Ben licked and kissed and made love to this perfect orifice that was about to deliver what Ben had been begging for all day. He was going to realize his wish. He was going to be fed from this hole. Fed from the bowel of his lover. He licked it some more and noticed a different flavor than a few minutes ago. He backed off a bit and saw that some brownish juice was beginning to emerge and start to run down Carlos's crack. Ben licked it and took it into his mouth. The flavor and consistency drove him wild. Thick like whipped cream and mild tasting. He sucked on that pucker, wanting even more of his gravy. And he got it. More ran out of Carlos's vent and Ben consumed every bit of it. He loved it. The flavor of his lover's ass juice. The preview of what was about to come. Ben kept licking his pucker and his ass crack and sucking on his hole. He backed off some to watch what would emerge next. He was hoping for... he wanted... he wanted Carlos to give birth to a turd to end all turds and present it to Ben. Slowly, Carlos's ass lips started to open. A little gas bathed Ben's face, the smell was hypnotic... The view was astounding to Ben. There, coming out of this opening to Carlos's rectum, was the head of a turd. It wasn't really firm like the shit Ben had eaten before. Yet, it wasn't really soft either. A little knobby, but mostly smooth. It slowly appeared and started out a little faster, picking up speed as it eased out of his asshole. Ben put his open mouth around this wonder of shit and took it in as more and more emerged. Ben didn't want to lose any and he tongued this perfect turd and chewed on it and worked it around the inside of his mouth and swallowed as rapidly as he could. He almost lost some of it. The turd folded up against Carlos's crack and pucker and pushed against Ben's mouth and nose, but he finally was able to take it in and relish the flavor and swallow it. It was wonderful. What else could describe it? More turd emerged, a little softer than before, and covered with copious amounts of slime that made it glisten in the light. Made it taste even better. Made it smell a little stronger. Ben took it in and worked it all around the inside of his mouth again and then let it make the trip to his belly. More ass juice ran out of his ass and Ben licked it all up and swallowed it. A little piece of shit, even softer than before, eased out and Ben got it quickly and used his tongue to spread it all around the inside of his mouth. More juice and Ben drank it hungrily. He licked his shitty crack and pucker to clean it up, but more juice and more soft shit emerged. He still was hungry for it all and hoped that even more would come out of his lover's ass. His wish was granted and Ben took it all in to his body... to his tongue... to his throat... down his gullet to his belly. His belly was filling up with his lover's shit and he loved it. Finally, the flow out of Carlos ended and Ben cleaned the sacred area with his tongue and sucked up any thing that was left. He was full and Carlos was finally empty. His bowel had released its treasure. Ben eased Carlos back down on the bed, and turned him over and laid on top of him, kissing his mouth, kissing his entire face, and opened his mouth to cover Carlos's open mouth and traded tongues. Carlos was able to share the flavor of the shit he just gave to Ben. They just melted into each other once again. Then, gently, Carlos turned Ben over on his back and rolled on top of him... his hard cock rubbing Ben's... dick to dick, drooling pre on each other and onto Ben's belly. The sweat generated by the heat of their love making bathed each of them. Without words, Ben knew exactly what Carlos wanted, and needed at this moment. He slowly brought his knees to his chest so that Carlos could view the object of his lust... Ben's hairy crack and his ready, pulsing asshole. Carlos kissed and licked Ben's torso and sucked on his nipples and made love to his hairy pits. He licked his anus and got it wet and slick, as he did the silky hairs surrounding it. Then, kissing Ben's open mouth, gently put his dick head to Ben's anus and gently pushed. He slid in with no resistance at all... Ben was that anxious to give this beautiful man just what he wanted. Carlos relished the feeling of his cock being surrounded by the warmth, smoothness and slick of Ben's bowel. Is there a more wonderful feeling than being one with one's lover? No! Carlos slowly eased into Ben until there was no more of his length left to enter. He was deep inside Ben and there was no more to go. For the both of them, it was enough. The feeling was like gentle electricity flowing through them both. Without any movement, Carlos had a gentle orgasm. All Ben could feel was the pulsing of his penis as it delivered his seed into Ben's bowel. They locked mouths as Carlos began his slow fucking stroke... sensuous and totally erotic are the only words for this movement... a movement experienced down through the ages by mankind was being repeated here. Carlos and Ben had their mouths open exploring each other and bathing their mouths with a copious flow of saliva. Ben drank it down, just as he had taken Carlos's gravy into his body only a few minutes before. Carlos sucked on Ben's nose and Ben blew thick snot into his man's mouth. Again and again, he delivered this succulent liquid. Carlos took it into his body. They relished each other's bodily products. Not only relished, but demanded it, hungered for it. . He continued fucking his man... deep inside him, then almost withdrawing, then back in again, so very slowly. They locked mouths and breathed their breaths into each other until they got dizzy. Ben's gland was being massaged by Carlos's dick and it responded by drooling out even more precum from Ben's piss slit. The gentle fucking continued, along with their exploration of each other. Ben fingered Carlos's asshole and fucked him with two fingers. Carlos nibbled on Ben's tits and rubbed all over him. They fucked. No other words could adequately describe their activity. No other words are needed. Again and again, he delivered this succulent liquid. Time was totally irrelevant. Only minutes might have passed or maybe hours or days. It didn't matter. They were totally merged into one and that's what was important. Eventually, though, Carlos's fucking speed picked up and his breathing got more rapid... almost pained. He hawked up a thick wad of mucus into Ben's mouth and tongued it around inside. Suddenly, he stiffened, plunged deeply into Ben and spurted what seemed an endless supply of his semen. Ben felt it inside him and hugged Carlos tightly to his body and clamped on his cock with his pucker... milking every drop of semen from him. Carlos collapsed on Ben and they swam in each other's sweat. It seemed like hours until their heart beats and breathing calmed down. But they remained connected for awhile. They didn't want to lose that feeling. But finally, Carlos pulled out of his lover's body. They rolled over onto their sides. His back cuddled up to Ben's belly. Ben's dick was stiff and laying against Carlos's crack. Carlos pulled away a little and took hold of his dick and put it against his asshole and pushed. Ben's cock entered him and soon was all the way inside this warm, velvety, wonderful part of Carlos's body. They adjusted their positions a little then Ben wrapped his arms around him and they slipped into a contented sleep. Ben woke up a couple hours later with his cock still in Carlos. Just the feeling of his heat made his dick rise to the occasion. Ben slowly started his movement, relishing the erotic feeling of fucking this wonderful man. He fucked him slowly and deeply. He rubbed his chest and belly and gently stroked his dick and worked his foreskin until Carlos's dick was even stiffer than his. It wasn't long until Ben shot his load into his tube and at the same time he got a handful of his semen. Before it went to waste, he sucked and licked it all off his hand. Then they both settled down for some more sleep. They slept soundly until maybe 9 or so. It was sparkling clear outside... everything was washed clean by the night's rain. The air was like perfume, as was the exotic odors of their love making. They just lolled around on the bed, hating to get up. They both had to piss, and the natural thing to do was to get around in the famous 69 and take each other's dicks into their mouths. The flow from each started simultaneously and continued for what seemed like minutes. Their piss was stronger now with the morning. They both drank it down as if it were the finest wine. When their flows stopped, they righted themselves again and made out gently. Carlos went down, lifted Ben's legs and put his mouth to Ben's asshole and sucked on it. It wasn't long until the gravy started flowing along with Carlos's cum from earlier and finally a nice, firm nugget emerged into Carlos's mouth. He relished the flavor of his lover's turd and just let it melt on his tongue. "Damn, Ben. You think some folks would call us perverts? I mean, I don't give a fuck. I think they'd be jealous of what we've given to each other and taken from each other this weekend." "No, baby, we're not perverts. We're not alone, we both know that. I'll bet that at least a couple of guys on the crew enjoy what we've enjoyed here, but I don't think they could possibly experience the emotion that we have. No way." They got up and stretched and lolled in the warmth of the sun coming through the open window. They massaged each other and kissed and explored each other, looking for some new territory, but failing. They both got in the shower and bathed each other's bodies. "I love you, Ben." "Carlos, I love you baby." They finally turned off the water and dried each other off, and went out to the kitchen to get together some breakfast. They put the sheets and towels in the washer and straightened the place up as well as they could. They ate their breakfasts, and talked and giggled and laughed, once again like a couple of kids. "Carlos, I thought I'd be real sad this morning, having to go home and be away from each other and all. But, baby, I'm not. I'm so fucking happy I think I might explode." "Hey, don't do that Ben, we just got the place cleaned up. But I hear you and I know exactly what you're saying. We'll be seeing each other at the job all week. I'll be able to smell your smells and rub up against you now and then." "Yeah, man, that's the truth. And this won't be the last time we get together like this, thanks to our angel Rico. Hell, probably he'll have to come up with two baby names for us." What could they do but laugh and... and just look at one another and smile and finger each other's lips and faces. And some warm kisses. "And I need you to promise me something." "What's that, Ben?" "I still want to meet at least once a week, out where we used to jack each other. Except I don't think we'll need to do that anymore. I want you to promise that you'll work up a good glob of cheese for me to eat at least once a week. OK?" "You got it, man. All you want. Glad you dig it." So they got their stuff together. Left a note for Rico. Closed up the house and were out in the yard. This time with their clothes on. They got in their pickups and started up the engines. Ben got out of his and went over to Carlos and kissed him once again. "Hope that holds us until the next time, baby. I love you, just remember that." There were a couple of tears running down his cheeks, but not tears of sadness at all... Total happiness. What more can a person need and want? "See you tomorrow, Carlos." "Tomorrow, Ben. Right. And, you know what? I love you hard, baby. Bye." They drove off and Rico's house was all by itself until he came home later in the day. Well, people, judging by the feedback from a lot of you, I think you enjoyed this series. I know I did writing it. It was strange writing each chapter. I didn't have the foggiest what was coming in the next one. I like working that way. Gives me something to get hot about in the morning before I get up and get ready for work. As for Ben and Carlos. They most surely will be getting together when they can. And at the job site, they relished each other's stink and an occasional touch. Maybe the guys there knew what was going on, but, judging by the way they carried on with Serviceman, they didn't really care. They were pretty much accepting of whatever went down with their buds. In fact, like Ben said about a couple of the guys at work turned out to be true, but again, nothing came down against them. Maybe they'll be the subjects of another story. Can any of you guess which two they are? And that hot young fuck Todd. He's taken to teaching Rico a few things I'm sure. As expert as any of us are at raunch, we always have room to learn a little more. So rest up, people. Tell me about you and feed me some ideas here. I may just take you up on some of them. Lay it on me: ricardo_246@hotmail.com