Benj Loves My Cream

Benj Loves My Cream – Chapter Six By Colin DV

So, quick recap of chapters thus far:

• One: I introduced you to my love and now-husband, Benj, and his extreme cum-swallowing compulsion (my "cream" – his words, not mine).

• Two, I shared how I decided I needed to start training him to take my cum in his mouth and his ass.

• Three is just a joyful recount of the second time I planted a big load in Benj's ass and kept him leaking through a brunch with his friends.

• Four is a personal fave about the first time I woke Benj with my dick in his ass.

• Five is a recollection of a time when Benj was feeling particularly manic and had to suck three loads out of me in quick succession.

Chapter five was a little out of chronological order, but now I'll go back to those months of our first year together. This chapter is about a time when Benj did something for the first time (and has not done often since) – he initiated an ass-fucking.

Now, when I say "first time," I don't mean the actual first time, because during our first few weeks together Benj initiated fucking plenty of times. I'm a total top and he's a total bottom, so I don't think our relationship would've gotten off the ground if my dick and his ass weren't sympatico. But, in a couple of ways, those early weeks of fucking don't really count in my book.

Why? First and foremost, they were before Benj had "confessed" his cum-swallowing compulsion to me in our second month. He knew he couldn't start off the bat with that information so he tried to act in a way he thought was "normal" – that is, fucking and blowjobs that were just "often" rather than the crazy frequency we now do. But once he did start to think that I was "the one" and made his confession, then it quickly became clear to me that ass-fucking, while very enjoyable for him, was not what he desperately wanted to do. What he wanted was to swallow my cum. All the time.

Secondly, during those early weeks, before we expressly became exclusive, we were fucking with condoms. (Youths, 12 years ago was pre-PREP days). It wasn't until after his confession and our exclusivity began that I finally got to do what I'd wanted to do since our first date – cum so deep in his ass that he'd be leaking my jizz for an hour after.

So, this chapter is about the first honest time that Benj initiated an ass-fucking, months after I'd learned that he only really wanted to swallow my cum.

And, to better understand the situation, you need to know a bit about Benj's family. Benj is the second of four boys. Benj, his older brother, Michael, and third brother, Ezra, are all on the burly side. I marveled at this, since their father is tall and slender and their mother slim and petite, until I met Benj's uncles on his mom's side – they have the same body type. Benj's youngest brother, Josh, is tall and slender, like their dad. All four boys have dark brown curly or wavy hair, courtesy of their mom.

At this point in our relationship – definite, serious boyfriends, I'd met Benj's mom and dad once before, for brunch. This chapter concerns the first time I was invited to join them for seder. And by "seder," I don't mean the ordinary weekly seders or a high holiday one, but one where we were expected to stay with them for an entire weekend to meet the whole immediate family.

So, it was going to be me, Benj, his parents, Michael, Michael's then-girlfriend (Rachel), Ezra, and Josh (summoned from college). A full house! – and, fortunately, Benj's folks are well-off and have a huge house. The girlfriend had already been accepted, so I was under no illusions that the weekend was about anything but me being fully evaluated for acceptability.

Benj's parents were always cool with the gay part, but I was most definitely not the nice Jewish boy his mother was hoping Benj would settle down and adopt cute babies with. But lest I digress from creampies to interpersonal dynamics with my in-laws, I'll just say that it was a high-pressure weekend on top of the usual anxieties about meeting new people and not saying or doing the right thing during a different religious tradition.

Benj likes sports – watching, playing, talking about. I don't really care about sports. That's cool – I've never been a guy who believes that your partner needs to share or love all your interests. That's what other friends are for. Well, Ben's dad, Mike, Ezra and Rachel are all also really into sports, and the family is a bunch of Eagles fanatics. So the seder totally devolved into them all yelling and arguing over sports.

Again, not really my thing, so I ended up talking more to Benj's mom and Josh. Now, Josh is also gay and like a twinkier version of my Benj. Same dark brown curly hair, same nose and mouth, but dark eyes and a slender build. He can be a sarcastic little shit at times, but, as I started to discover that weekend, he's wicked smart and we have a lot of interests in common – books, politics, and other geeky stuff. So I had a pretty nice time talking to him – especially since I knew that, unlike with his mom, I wasn't being weighed on some great galactic scale of parental approval.

Also, not to cut to the chase or anything, but it was pretty clear that Josh was into me. Now, I'm attractive but I don't go around thinking everyone's into me or that I'm God's gift. Sure, I'm God's gift to Benj and he's on his knees daily thanking the Lord for the bountiful cream I give him, ha, and Benj's God's gift to me for sure. We're pretty fortunate in having found each other.

But, anyway, Josh was really into me. And, hell, if Benj wasn't in the picture, I might have considered Josh a prospect, though my tastes didn't usually point to guys eight years my junior. I've generally preferred guys my age or older. And bigger than me.

So, there was an undercurrent of attraction that spiced up our conversations. Not anything either he or I would ever have acted upon, but it was there, and we knew it was there.

Also, while I'd never go beyond some light flirting in my dealings with Josh, I'm still only human and so can't say that various scenarios did not then, or in the time since, go through my mind. Did I imagine what Benj and Josh would look like kneeling naked before me, both servicing my dick? Yes. Did I idly wonder whether Josh's mouth would feel different wrapped around my knob? Or whether he shared his brother's mental cravings for cum? Yes and yes.

Did I try to picture how Josh's tight, narrow ass would look speared on my dick? Definitely. And did I fantasize about how my load would look leaking out his hole? Oh, yes.

They were some nice fantasies and, to be honest, they made me brick hard that first night as Benj sucked me dry in his old bedroom. Because, yeah, that's where we were placed – in his high school bedroom. I tease him by calling it "the shrine," since his folks have enough guest bedrooms they can leave the bedrooms of their darling boys untouched.

So, that's where Benj sucked me down – in a room with his old high school photos, wrestling trophies, old toys and even a large pillow with "Benjamin" embroidered on it (by a departed great-aunt, I think).

Overall, that first night was pretty uneventful aside from the slightly transgressive feeling of being repeatedly sucked off in my guy's high school bedroom. Though I did wake up in the middle of the night and seriously considered whether I wanted to really transgress by plowing him in his high school bed, too. I can't remember why but I decided against it. I just woke him up and fed him some night cream instead.

The next day went pretty well, I thought. I helped cook meals, started to get to know people better one-on-one, acted the doting boyfriend, y'know, the full win-over-the-fam monty. Though I probably spent more time with Josh, walking the grounds and talking, than I did with the others. As I said, we had a lot in common. And he was also considering law school, so I shared my career experience with him, gave him advice, yadayada.

Little did I know, but my connection with Josh had not gone unnoticed by Benj. Though I didn't find out how noticed until that second night.

Later that night, after we had said our good nights and the house had settled, we were relaxing, watching some TV in his bedroom. Ready for bed, Benj went into the adjoining bathroom, did his thing, and came out completely naked. Not unusual. He knows I like looking at his body and keeping my dick hard and cum-spilling is Benj's mission in life.

I stripped off my clothes, too – though, fuck, did they keep that house cold! – and sat on the edge of the bed. Benj then knelt before me and began sucking hard at my dick. Still business as usual.

But after a few minutes of this, he then stood up and turned around. I thought he was just going to wave his ass around a bit to ramp me up even further. But, no – the man actually reached behind him, grabbed the base of my dick, then slowly sank down until I was fully sheathed in his burning hot ass. He was even lubed.

To say that I was surprised would be a huge understatement. I really couldn't understand why he was doing it. But I didn't have time to ponder the mystery since he grabbed my hands and placed them on his furry pecs, then began to work his ass up and down my dick.

Well, I was in it now, literally in it, so wasn't going to waste good ass wondering about whys. I gripped his chest hard for purchase and began rabbit-fucking him. At certain points, I'd stop and he'd settle his big ass all the way down and shift it side-to-side like he was getting settled and real comfortable. And groaning all the while, trying not to be too loud.

Before long, I was super close. I squeezed his pecs and plastered my chest to his back and did those last final delicious pumps to shoot high up into his guts. Benj then pushed me back onto the bed and jerked himself off with my hard pole still lodged inside him. At the last moment, he tilted back so his cum shot onto his chest (and not out onto the carpet).

After we'd caught our breaths, he lifted off and I got to see my milky dick slip out of his frothy hole. God, it was such a hot sight.

Later, we were just lying in bed, naked, in the dark – just chatting nonsense as we drifted off to sleep. And Benj said, "I think my mom is starting to like you..."

I chuckled: "Even though I'm not a nice Jewish boy?"

I felt more than saw him nod earnestly. "Yeah."

After a moment, he continued: "Josh really likes you..."

Aha. I chuckled again. "I think all your brothers like me – they think we're well-suited."

Silence. "You know what I mean..."

"Ha – yeah. You're not jealous, are you?"

More silence.

So I continued: "Well, you have nothing to worry about. I like Josh but you're everything a guy could want."

More silence. "You really feel that way?"

"Of course, I do."

He then leaned in and kissed me sweet. He murmured against my mouth: "Y'know, you're still leaking out of me. We're going to have to toss these sheets into the wash before we leave."

I laughed at that. "Yeah, definitely."

Benj continued to murmur: "My hole is all puffy and sensitive. I can really feel it."

"Mmmm-hmmm."

Benj then turned around and reached for something on the nightstand. A moment later, I felt him grab my dick and coat it with vaseline. "Fuck me."

"I thought you said you were sore?"

He gripped my dick tighter. "I said sensitive,' not sore.' Put your cock in my ass!"

Well, I certainly didn't need to be told twice! I moved closer, angled my pelvis, and slid my dick into his hot still-moist hole.

We gently rocked like that for a while, fucking on our sides, doing that awkward, but hot, over the shoulder kissing thing. As I got close, Benj squeezed his ass and said: "Give me my cream. Fill me up." And I shot inside him for the second time in one night – also something we had never done before.

We then slid off to sleep. I was one very contented man.

The next morning my alarm went off – I wanted to get up early to help with breakfast (remember, I was still on fam evaluation) – and I woke up with a big smile. Benj was still sleeping, so I went to the bathroom to shower and get ready.

I came out in my towel, ready to wake Benj. He'd want to blow me before we started our day, so I'd feed him before getting dressed.

But what did I find in the room? Benj had pushed the covers off and was lying on his front, legs spread wide, ass slightly elevated.

Even after everything that had just happened, I was surprised again. I walked over to him: "What are you doing?"

"Fuck me."

I laughed. "What's gotten into you?!"

He grunted. "You, asshole, if you put your cock in!"

Again, I didn't need more urging. I greased my dick and pushed steadily in. He'd tightened some over the night.

I actually didn't have a ton of time, so I gave him a fast, hard fuck. And my morning cum – Benj's favorite cream of the day – went pouring into his ass. No rest for the weary, I tidied myself back up, then went to find his mother.

The rest of the visit, Benj and I would occasionally exchange glances. Just from a look, I knew he wanted me to be thinking about all my cum sloshing about inside his ass. Which was super hot, but also frustrating, since I definitely was NOT trying to pop major boners around his family!

Spoiler alert – this is not the story of how Benj started to seek my cum in his ass. No, my babe always wants to swallow, and Benj-initiated ass-fuckery remains a rare thing. But, putting two and two together, I could see that he'd been slightly jealous and maybe even worried (after all, it wasn't like we had even been dating a year then). So he'd put down his claim in such an emphatic way that he knew would blow my mind.

Never mind Josh. I'd loaded Benj's ass up three times within eight hours and felt like the King of the World. The ten hottest guys from all my favorite pornos could've been lined up, naked, with their asses in the air and my dick still would only have wanted Benj. And the bastard knew it, ha.

Looking back now, I'm 100% positive that our relationship would've progressed just fine without Benj staking his claim via triple-creampie. But it sure didn't hurt! ;)

Hopefully, you enjoyed this window into my life with Benj. This series is my first time writing about it, so if ya liked it, please drop me a note (or some photos, ha): colindv80@yahoo.com. More tales to come. I'm a lucky, lucky man.

-Colin