Author: J. Gardham gardham1@yahoo.com
This story is fiction as are the characters, if you think you see yourself in this story that's cool as long as everyone remembers there's nothing in this story that isn't pure imagination.
"Benjamin and Me"
Chapter One
I've never had much luck with my relationships, the last one lasted three years, a new record for me. I'm sure the break up was my fault if I hadn't come home from work early I wouldn't have caught my boyfriend with the mailman's shalalie stuffed down his throat. Talk about special delivery. I jettisoned Harold out the door and out of my life.
Taking stock of the dismal turn my life had taken and my miserable record for choosing partners I decided a change of scenery was needed. I swear if there was a room filled with a thousand gay men with only one of them being a total asshole, you know which one I'd fall in love with. I decided to move on, maybe there's some hole in the wall town where there isn't a gay man within a hundred miles of the place. If there aren't any gay men there's no way I can get involved with the wrong one.
Packing a suitcase and starting out in my Ford Bronco I headed east from Phoenix, twelve-hundred miles later I discovered a delightful little place in Pennsylvania called Berlin. After having a look around I decided there wasn't a gay man in their right mind who'd call this place home. Driving through the area I found a large and very old but picturesque looking house with a small building out front that looked like it had been used as a store at some time or another, anyway there was a for sale sign covered in graffiti laying in the front lawn.
Having called the number for the realtor, I waited until a spindle legged, bug-eyed old lady with a beehive hairstyle showed up in her oil spewing Gremlin to show Fred and I through the place, for those who are wondering Fred's my Irish Setter, , . It smelled of old, (the house not Fred) you know that smell, sort of like that dusty back room in a funeral home. The house was well built and appeared solid, lot's of great woodwork and beautiful hardwood floors. I asked what the building out front was used for and Ms Bug-eye said that the previous owner, Mr. Farley used to fix up old bikes and resell them to the neighborhood kids. "What happened to Mr. Farley?" "He died". Short and sweet, no additional information, just "he died".
"How much for the house?" "The estate is asking $250,000" Ms Bug-eye pinched my arse and winked, Fred barked and pushed his way between us. "I'm sure they'll accept a whole lot less, if ya get my drift. I got her drift, and wanted her wrinkled old hands off my arse.
I bought the house, we moved in on a great spring day, opened every window in the place to let air in and started tossing everything I could lift out. What I couldn't lift would have to wait for the renovators..... "Stop that!"... "Huh!, stop what?" ... "Stop doing what you're doing." I looked at Fred, he looked back at me with that, I never said a word look, but then he is a dog. "Okay, who are you and where are you?" "I'm right here." "No one's right here so show yourself". "Give me a minute"....... YEeeeeeoooww! "How the fuck did you do that I damn near wet my pants." Laughing the apparition said, "Old man Farley pissed himself right before he died". I heard Fred barking, looking out the window I could see he was in the car, in the driver's seat with the keys in his paws. Okay so that's a slight exaggeration maybe but I knew how he felt.
Who could blame him after seeing a guy come waltzing through the living room wall. "Where'd you come from and how'd you manage to materialize like that?" "I came from the other side of the wall of course, I'm Benjamin" "Benjamin, did I or did I not see you walk right through that wall, and what are you doing in my house?" "You did, and it's not your house it's my house, I built it". "Oh right, Ben this house was built in 1832". "That's right and my name's Benjamin not Ben". "You're telling me your 278 years old", "no I'm telling you I'm 306, I didn't have the place built until I was 28.
"Well Ben my names Gertrude and my dogs really a peacock in disguise". "Your name's Thomas, and your dog's an Irish Setter named Fred, I heard you tell Broom Hilda while you were touring my house". "Ben it's my house". "No, it's my house, I've lived here since 1832, possession is nine tenth of the law". "Bennie boy, you can't own anything, you're a ghost, at least I think you're a ghost". "So I'm a ghost what's that make you?" "That makes me an un-ghost since I'm alive Ben. "The name is Benjamin, TOMMY" and get used to me I come with the house since it is "my house".
"It must be bad karma, I pick assholes for lovers and now I've picked up a smartass ghost". Benjamin`s quick response was "lovers, you mean your gay, as in queer, faggot, pussy boy gay?" "Oh shit now I've not only got a smartass ghost to put up with but he's probably a redneck to go with it, the only positive point I can see is that he's a damned good looking ghost". "Yes I'm gay I hope that doesn't bother you Ben". "Nope, doesn't bother me at all Tommy". "Don't call me Tommy". "Don't call me Ben".
"B e n j a m i n, if you're dead why are you still here in this old house, aren't you supposed to go marching off into the light or something like that?" "I haven't any idea what I`m supposed to do, I've never been dead before and it apparently doesn't come with an instruction manual, so here I am". With a quizzical look Ben asked, "Thomas, if you're gay and since it's obvious you're a good looking chap, what brought you to Berlin, I can't say this place is a Mecca for gay activity".
"Ben, sorry I mean Benjamin I haven't had much luck as a gay man, I have a bad habit of falling in love with guys who apparently don't know the meaning of the word, "faithful". "I thought if I moved someplace where there weren't any gays I wouldn't be tempted to get involved with another loser, and Berlin looked pretty gay-free". "I see, well I guess I can't blame you and Berlin is as about as gay free as it gets except for me". "Wait a second, youre gay, as in faggot, queer, pussy boy, pixie dust throwing Tinkerbell gay? "Thomas I didnt call you a pixie dust throwing Tinkerbell". "Yeah only because you didnt think of it". "I wasnt being negative Thomas, let me explain, when I was 25 I met and fell in love with a wonderful man named Pierce, he was bright, funny, and handsome". "We lived together for three years before deciding to have this house built". "Two months after we moved in Pierce
was out riding when he was shot, he made it home before dying in my arms". "I had no desire to continue life without him and one afternoon sitting on the upstairs balcony contemplating killing myself, someone rode by shouting "You`re an abomination, get out!", I ran to the railing, tripped and fell landing on the gun I was holding which went off killing me". "End of story".
"Well at least it was an accident not suicide." "I've never quite figured out the answer to that, but the end result was the same, I'm dead". "I'm sorry Ben, I really am". "If you're gay why did you yell you're gay at me like it was a bad thing?" "Are you kidding, I've been stuck here alone since 1832 putting up with a bunch of strangers running though my house, destroying what Pierce and I had built together. Worst of all everyone who moved in through the years have been such boorish slobs". "I guess I was a bit overjoyed to discover a nice looking gay man had finally bought the house". "I was reacting to what I thought was good news Thomas, not bad I'm sorry I came across the way I did".
I reached out to shake Benjamin's hand only to stick my arm right through him, yikes! Weird!....., that's just plain weird. Laughing Ben said he hadn't yet found a way to physically touch another person, but it was something he was working on. What was even more weird was the fact that I was sitting on the floor talking to a ghost like it was as common as petting my dog, speaking of which where is Fred? Oh, there you are Fred, my brave and loyal friend had crawled back in the house and was hiding behind me. "Fred will get used to me Thomas, believe it or not it's the family pets that take to me, and other than Farley you're the only person who's ever been able to see me".
"I wonder why Farley was able to see you had you done anything different?" "Not that I can think of, he had a carpet salesman over in the morning ordering some hideous looking crap to put over my beautiful Oak floors, I was furious and started yelling at him". "Huh, I wonder if it's when you're angry that makes the difference". "Maybe but I'm not angry with you and you can see me". "Yes but when I first heard you, you were yelling at me to stop what I was doing, at the time you were angry". "That's true, but still I'm not angry now and we're still able to talk and see each other". "Thanks by the way". "Thanks for what?" "Thanks for talking with me, you're the first person to actually talk to me since I died". "I walk around and talk to people but they can't hear or see me, it's always a one sided conversation".
"That must have been lonely for you", "yes so you can understand when I was a bit overjoyed when you not only could see and hear me, but were also gay and a good looking gay man at that". "Thanks for the compliment and the same goes for you by the way, especially for a guy over 300 years old". "It seems I kind of got stuck at being 28 for nearly 300 years, I'm just 28 Thomas, it's just that I've been 28 for a long time". "Well Ben it seems we have a problem I just paid for this house and you appear not to want me here, so we'd better come up with a solution that works for both of us". "Don't jump to any conclusions Thomas, maybe I do want you here, I was just reacting to your throwing things out that belonged to Pierce and I". That was understandable, "Ben how about we go through the house together and you tell me what you want to keep and then we'll go through my things and pick out furniture that you
wouldn`t mind me bringing in". "You would do that Thomas?" "Well yeah, you may be a ghost but obviously you still have feelings and I want to respect that".
Looking bewildered Benjamin turned and walked away, or faded away, or whatever it is that ghosts do.
This was kind of exciting, it isn't everyday you get to see a ghost and discover he's gay and he is one hot looking ghost. I hope he's okay, he did look upset when he disappeared. I guess there isn't much I can do until he decides to show himself again so it's back to cleaning and airing this place out. Architects are coming tomorrow to discuss things I want done, I hope Benjamin shows up before than so I can run my plans by him, strange as it may seem I don't want to do anything to hurt his feelings. Man, if my past lovers had given me even a sampling of the courtesy I'm showing a ghost I might not be here in the first place. Maybe that's not such a bad thing after all, I kind of like Benjamin.
Benjamin didn't shown up the rest of the day. Toward evening I fed Fred and made a sandwich for myself, I noticed Fred's tail was wagging and he was looking at something I couldn't see. "Benjamin are you there?" "Yes, I'm here Thomas". "Can you make yourself visible?" "I suppose, are you sure you want to see me?" "That's a silly question, of course I want to see you, why would you even ask that". "I did walk out on you without an explanation, I was afraid you might be upset with me". "I've been concerned, but I felt you would tell me what was bothering you when you were ready".
"Thomas I feel kind of silly but I was having these strange feelings, feelings of happiness, I had forgotten what they even felt like, but more than that I realized I was having feelings for you". "I'm dead, you're alive, I've known you for less than a day and I shouldn't be having those kind of feelings". "Benjamin, I'm flattered that you have feelings for me, ghost or not you're one very handsome man". "Besides I'm also attracted to you and have feelings that I haven't felt in a long time so maybe we're in the same boat". "We have known each other for a very short period of time, but when you weren't here with me the rest of the day I really missed you".
"That's kind of you to say Thomas, you have a good heart". "Benjamin it wasn't just a matter of kindness, I have feelings for you, when you appeared just now I could feel my heart beat faster and a feeling of excitement in my.....my....well my groin, okay so now who's feeling silly". "Wow! You really had sexual feelings for me". Benjamin jumped right through the ceiling with excitement, floating back down he looked at Fred who was looking up wagging his tail like he thought this was a game. "I was afraid I might have scared Fred, but he seems to be getting used to me". "It's probably going to take me a little longer to get used to this then it is Fred". "What brought on that type of excitement on anyway?" If ghosts could blush Benjamin was blushing, "I...when I walked away earlier without any explanation, I was having those same feelings, you know blood rushing south, heart beating faster".
"I didn't realize ghosts had blood rushing to their,.... Ah,.. southern regions, or hearts that could beat faster, actually I hadn't given much thought to ghosts at all before today." "Thomas I have the same feelings I always had, same thoughts, same desires, same everything, it's just that I can't act on those feelings with anyone who's living". I can take care of my own needs by myself, but as you know that's not even close to making love with someone where you can feel the warmth of their skin, hear their heartbeat, smell their scent, and see the passion in their eyes". "I know what you mean Benjamin, but you just said something interesting, mind if I ask a personal question?" "Go for it". "When you said you can take care of your own needs, do mean you can still masturbate?" "Yes, things are pretty much the same other than not being able to physically touch someone who's living". "That has to be
frustrating". "YA THINK?"
I asked Benjamin if he could be in the room with me when the architects were there and he said yes, but he wasn't sure if he could communicate with me with them in the room or not, it's new territory we'll have to play it as we go. This was all kind of exciting for me knowing a hot gay ghost was looking over my shoulder watching what was going on without anyone else being aware of it.
We were all in the living room, the two architects with their drawings, Benjamin, myself and of course Fred. It turned out that I couldn't see Benjamin but I could hear him. I wasn't sure if he was staying invisible because he wasn't sure if others could see him if he appeared to me or not. Good question, we'll have to test that out. A lot of the renovation had to do with upgrading electric, plumbing, insulation, and security, I didn't hear much from Benjamin until the plans showed structural changes I planned on making.
I became aware of him leaning over my shoulder even though I couldn't see him, it was just a sensation that he was there, it was nice knowing he was that close. Benjamin didn't make many comments other than hmmmmm, don't like that idea, or that will make a nice change. I caught myself looking over my shoulder in his direction a couple of times with the architects looking in the same direction and than at me. Must be wondering what I'm looking at. Once I absent mindedly said, "what do you think Benjamin?" "The architect named Jim said, who's Benjamin?" "Oh, the dog". "I thought you said his name was Fred". "It is, "Fred Benjamin". The entire time I could hear Ben laughing his ass off, then I felt him nudge my shoulder, "Benjamin I felt you touch me". This time both architects looked at me strangely considering Fred was laying over in the corner. "Really? You actually felt me touch you?" "Yes I did".
"Thomas I think we'd better continue this conversation later, your architects are looking a bit pale".
"Sorry guys I guess I was just thinking out loud". I pointed out the changes that Benjamin and I decided against and told them to go ahead with everything else. They were set to start on the next Monday. I couldn't wait to talk with Ben about him being able to touch me, as soon as we were alone he materialized. "Thomas you really felt me bump your shoulder?" "Yes, it was really great, in a kind of sexy way if you know what I mean". "This is something we're going to have to explore, in all these years I've tried to touch people, mostly in an attempt to scare them, but it never worked. In the two days we've been together you've been able to see and talk to me and now I actually made physical contact."
"Benjamin there's something special happening between us, I wish there was someone who could help us out". "There may be someone, I'm not sure, but there's a lady who claims to be able to talk to dead people who has store front office down in the warehouse district". "Wait, wait, wait, you, a ghost want to go to a Medium?" "Why not, it can't hurt to ask her can it". "Depends on who's doing the asking Benjamin". "Thomas you know darn well you'll have to ask about it, she can't hear or see me". "Ah, that's the point Ben, I'm the one she'll call the police on when I start telling her about you and I, she'll think I'm stark raving mad". "Not going to happen Benjamin". "Okay What if she can make contact with me and I talk to her?" That might work I guess, just give me some time to think about it first. Thomas, if you don't want to it okay, I just thought maybe she could help us out".
"Thomas?" "Yes Benjamin". "Do you think it's possible for people to fall in love even if they haven't know each other but a short time?" "Yes". "You do, but why would you answer so quickly, it seems like you didn't give it much thought". "Because Benjamin, I've only known you for a very short time and I feel myself falling in love with you".
"You're awfully quiet Ben"...Benjamin....where are you?" It seems Ben was gone. Well I guess I made a mess of that, leave it to me, there has to be something seriously wrong when you fall for a ghost and you even scare him away.
I get up Sunday morning feeling really depressed, I said the wrong thing to Ben and now he's either gone or just doesn't want to talk to me. Fred, I'm such a loser it's a wonder you haven't run away. Two days pass and not a word from Ben, I must have really screwed up.
I was walking around feeling really down in the dumps when I heard Benjamin say, "Thomas" "Benjamin, you're back, I'm was afraid you never talk to me again, I didn't mean to scare you away, I'm such a dork you're right I say things without thinking first I'm really sorry". "Thomas you didn't scare me away, what you said did surprise me, but it was what I wanted to hear because I feel the same". "Then why did you stay away, I do have feelings for you Ben, the last thing I would ever do is hurt you". "Thomas I was so excited I wanted to throw my arms around you, kiss you, and make love to you, and when I realized I couldn't ever be with you physically it felt like my happiness dissolved into heart break". "I went away so you wouldn't see me cry".
"Ben maybe we should go see this Medium and find out what she has to say". "Whoa Tom, are you sure a few days ago you were against it". "Maybe it was one of those decisions I made before I had really thought it through, anyway I want us to see what she has to say". "If it's possible for us to be together than I want that for us Benjamin". "Tom do you have any idea how excited I am?" Yeah, maybe I do since I'm feeling pretty excited myself".
So we decided to go and check out the Medium. I headed for the car and Benjamin headed down the street. "Hey Benjamin get in the car it'll be a lot faster and you can give me directions". "No me, I'm not getting into one of those things, they go too fast a guy could get killed". "Ben you're already dead, I don't think you should worry too much about dying in a car accident". "You drive, I'll walk and meet you there". "Ben I don't know how to get there if you're not with me, get in the car please".
Ben walked over to my Bronco and kept pawing at the door, "I can't go with you Thomas". "Why?" "I can't get the door open". Benjamin stop being such a baby, if you can walk through walls you can step into my car without opening the damn door". Grumbling Benjamin slid into the seat beside me, I started the Bronco and off we went, Ben grabbed at my leg as he slid through the front seat ending up in the back. "Benjamin can you kind of center yourself or something so you stay in the front seat?" Ben slid back into the front and concentrated at not letting himself slip through the seat again. "Guess what Ben?" "What now Tom, I suppose you want me to drive". That cracked me up and I laughed for the first time in a long time. "No I don't want you to drive I wanted to tell you when you grabbed at my leg to steady yourself I felt your hand".
"Are you for real, you really felt my hand, that is exciting". He reached over and grabbed my crotch, his hand when clear through me, "did you feel that?" Completely shocked at his attempt at groping me, I looked over at Benjamin who was wearing a rather large smirk on his face. "Actually I did Ben, it was strange but also erotic, do it again but slower this time". Ben reached over and ran his hand around my crotch slowly, the sensation was fantastic, so fantastic that I slammed on the brakes throwing Benjamin out onto the hood. Sliding back into the seat Ben gave me a look that could melt bricks, "why in hell did you stop, at least you could have warned me".
"I take it you didn't like what I did, I'm getting out of this frigging car right now." "Benjamin it was wonderful, I've never felt anything so erotic in my life". "So why'd you try to throw me out of the car?" "I wasn't trying to throw you from the car Ben, with a silly grin on my face I added, but it was kind of funny". "Yeah, funny from where you're sitting maybe". Ben I was so aroused I was afraid I was going to shoot a load all over my pants, I just automatically slammed on the brakes".
"You're shitting me right?" "Benjamin look at me, I'm still as hard as a piece of steel". "Wow" "You are, and it looks like that's a nice piece of steel". "Thomas?" "Yeah". "Will you show it to me?" "Now,.. here?" "Yes now, here, it's dark and there's no one around". I felt like a teenager unfastening my pants and pushing them down, as my pecker popped up Benjamin's eyes about doubled in size". "I take it by your expression it meets with your approval". "Thomas, it the most beautiful cock I've ever seen". Leaning over Benjamin tried taking my cock into his mouth. I'm not sure why but I said, "concentrate Benjamin, close your eyes and just concentrate on what you're doing". As Ben started sucking me there wasn't any sensation at all, and then suddenly I could feel his mouth, wet and warm encircling my cock, it was mind blowing". "I whispered Ben I can feel your mouth
on me, it's great, this time there was no answer Benjamin just continued sucking, the more he sucked the more sensation I could feel.
Without thinking I grabbed his hair, I could feel his hair, Ben reached up and touched my hand, when he did I shot my load, into his throat and onto my pants, what a rush. Ben sat up and we just looked at each other before we both started laughing. "Tom, I was actually able to bring you to a climax". Ah....yeah by the looks of my pants I'd say you did a darn good job, that was abso-fucking-lutely fantastic Ben, not only that but I was able to put my hands in your hair and feel it, I even felt your hand when you reached up and touched me". "Hey let's see if it works for you". "What works for me?" "You know damn well what I'm taking about Benjamin, let me try bringing you to a climax".
"Are you crazy, right here in the car, someone might see us Tom". Laughing, I said, "Ben you were fine with me exposing myself, don't wimp out on me now, pull your cock out so I can see it". Looking around first Ben unfastened his pants and slipped them down allowing his very hard and very nice cock free to slap up against his abdomen, he looked like a kid that got caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "Ben that is one beautiful cock, leaning over I very slowly took Benjamin's cock into my mouth, at first there was no sensation at all, disappointing, but I continue by closing my eyes and concentrating and visualizing Ben's cock in my mind, I imagine running my tongue around the head and across the tip licking the bead of precum I had noticed on Ben's cock, man he tastes good.
Whoa, I CAN taste Ben, continuing I run my tongue down the underside of his cock, I hear Ben moan, I'm getting excited now realizing that Ben can feel what I'm doing. I take him down my throat with my nose in Ben's pubic hairs, which I can feel, and his scent is wonderful. I manage to deep throat Ben and run my tongue over his balls which causes him to shoot his load, I pull back trying to taste him and I can, I can taste Ben and actually feel his cum in my mouth. I release his cock and look up, his head is tilted back with his eyes closed, I kiss him on the lips and run my tongue across his, he opens and I push my tongue in so he can taste himself on my tongue.
Ben's eye's pop open, "you're kissing me", there's tears in his eyes, "Thomas I felt your kiss and tasted you, I can't believe this is happening". I look into his baby blues and say, "believe it babe, we're actually enjoying a physical sexual contact". "We did it ourselves Benjamin, true love is opening a whole new world to us, taking this one step at a time we're going to make this work Benjamin. Throwing our arms around each other we hug for the first time feeling flesh against flesh, "I never want to let go Thomas, you're just going to have to get used to me hanging around your neck". "No complaints from me honey, just stay right where you are, we'll walk this adventure together.
Jason Gardham