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Benny's House
Chapter 8 – Benny Harrison, Prize of Champions
by Matt
From the diary of Benny Harrison
Monday 9th February 2015
ALEX! Fucking Alex, again! As soon as I found Zane in my room last night, I just knew Alex had to be involved. I know I promised I'd help him, but it'd be nice if he could at least try helping himself too! Still, it seems there was no real harm done. I also found out what the competition winners have requested for their prizes – turns out Roger's prediction was pretty much spot on. Bollocks!! I suppose it had some good points too :-)
For the second consecutive morning, Benny awoke with Zane in his arms, although it felt significantly less pleasant than the previous morning. The first time, Zane had been there because Benny was working on stamping out the new Boy's rebellious streak. This time though, Benny didn't know the exact reason beyond the fact that the Boy had been upset and seeking comfort.
'Alex' was Benny's first thought as he started to consider the possibilities. It suddenly dawned on him that his choice of room placements may not have been the wisest. While Alex and Zane had both been placed with Quentin to allow the young teacher to keep an eye on them, that also meant he had inadvertently placed the most dangerous person in the same Dorm as the most vulnerable.
Benny glanced over at the clock, surprised to have woken before his usual wake-up call and found that it wasn't due for another fifteen minutes. He briefly considered another quarter hour of sleep, but decided the time could be put to better use.
He pulled away from Zane slightly and raised a hand to brush through the Boy's chocolate-brown hair. "Zane, time to wake up." he whispered.
"Ugh, don't wanna." Zane moaned, moving closer to Benny.
Benny smirked reluctantly and pulled a little further back. "Well you've got to!" he said, more firmly this time.
Zane groaned again, but this time rolled away and pulled the covers over his head. "Can't hear you. Sleeping!"
Benny pulled the covers off him completely, grabbed a nipple and squeezed.
"Yaaargh!" Zane called out, sitting bolt upright.
"Oh, I guess you're not sleeping after all." Benny said with a grin as he released the nipple.
The new Boy scowled at him and said, "You're so mean!"
Benny's grin broadened as he sat up. The mention of being mean reminded him of the ongoing teasing he was inflicting on Malik. He raised a single eyebrow at Zane and shrugged. "So, you want to tell me what last night was about?"
It was Zane's turn to shrug. "Nothing important."
Benny lay back down, locking his fingers together behind his head as he looked Zane up and down. "Who was it?"
"Who was... what?" the Boy asked, forcing a confused frown.
Benny nodded his head towards Zane's arm. The bicep was discoloured with a large bruise. Zane looked down at it and covered it up with his other hand as if hiding it would make Benny forget he had seen it. He figured he must have got it when Alex pulled him off the top bunk bed.
"I must have just walked into something." Zane said casually.
Benny shook his head as he sighed. "Zane, I know you're new here so you don't really know me that well yet, but my top priority here is the well-being of my Boys. If someone hurt you, I need to know who it is to make sure they don't hurt you or anyone else again."
Zane rolled his eyes. "God, it was no-one, drop it will you." he said dismissively, then remembered who he was actually talking to and added, "I mean, sorry Sir, it wasn't anyone. It's really nothing."
"Fine." Benny conceded. "Well I think you should probably head back down to your Dorm now anyway."
Zane stood up then quickly glanced round at the empty spot beside Benny that he had just vacated before heading for the door.
"And don't think I've forgotten about your punishment, either." Benny said to the Boy as he walked slowly across the room. "But Zane... if you need to talk to me about what happened..."
"I know. Thanks Sir." Zane nodded as he left.
Benny pulled the covers over his head, growling. "One week with no drama. That's all I want, just one week!" he said quietly to himself. He was just starting to fall back to sleep when he heard a quiet knock at his door. Pulling back the covers he realised it would be his morning wake-up call and breakfast. "Come in." He called out, sitting up.
As the door opened, Benny saw an extremely nervous-looking Alex walk in. "Good morning... Sir." he said timidly.
The teen's demeanour and expression pretty much confirmed what Benny had already suspected. If Zane wasn't willing to share what had happened, then he would just have to get it out of Alex. The Master said nothing, he just sat staring as Alex approached the bed and placed the tray down on his lap.
As Alex stood back up, Benny glared at him and said, "Want to give me your side of what happened last night?"
Alex's breath caught in his throat as his eyes widened. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I just.... I just kinda.... lost control for a moment." His breath was shaky and erratic as he struggled to speak.
"What happened?" Benny demanded. He could see the Boy was distressed, which was in itself a good sign, at least he knew he had done wrong, but Benny had to know the details.
"I... I don't really remember." Alex stuttered. "It's all kind of hazy, but... I was... I was really pissed at Zane and... and... I just... grabbed his collar and pulled... and he fell off the bed. I... I tried to apologise but he just ran out and when I looked for him I couldn't find him."
"Alex!" Benny growled. "You're really determined to make life as hard for yourself as possible, aren't you!"
"I couldn't help it, I was just... so angry at him." Alex said, hanging his head in shame.
"Why? What did he ever do to you?" Benny asked, shaking his head. Zane had been in the house for less than two days so it seemed unlikely he could have gotten under Alex's skin that much.
Alex stared at Benny for a moment, looking like he was going to say something, then looked away and remained silent.
"Alex!" Benny said firmly.
The distraught teen took a deep breath then looked back at Benny. "I came to the house and had to spend two weeks getting treated like crap, then live like this and prove myself before you'll let me do what I'm meant to be here to do, but he walks in and... you virtually treat him like royalty. It just... it's so unfair! And of course I should have known he'd just come running to you about it."
Benny was taken aback by the comment. It was definitely not what he had been expecting. When he thought about it, Alex really had a point. So far Zane's treatment at the hands of his Master had been substantially more favourable than Alex, or anyone else, had received. However, that didn't excuse what he had done.
Benny nodded gently as he said, "I can understand where you're coming from." He lifted the tray off his lap and placed it on the empty side of the bed, then stood to face Alex, his expression growing sterner as he slowly walked closer. "And I know you've got some anger problems. I already told you I'm going to get you help for that."
Benny was stood less than a foot from Alex, so close they could feel the heat coming from each other's naked bodies. Suddenly his hand shot up and grabbed Alex by the throat, his face contorted with rage. "But if you EVER do anything like that to one of my Boys again...." His fingers squeezed just a little. "I'll do a LOT worse than just kick you out of this house. Do you understand?" He pushed Alex away and turned to sit back down on the bed.
Alex staggered back a little, rubbing his throat as he stared at Benny, genuinely scared of him for the first time. "I.... I... I'm sorry."
"And you should know something else, Alex. Zane did come to me last night when he was upset, but he didn't tell me anything. Believe it or not, it seems he actually wanted to avoid getting you in trouble, so think about that! Now GET OUT!" Benny snapped.
Alex quickly scurried out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Benny looked round at the breakfast tray beside him and just shook his head. He had lost his appetite. He still had some time to kill before he had to get ready for school so he quickly showered and dressed, then decided to sit in the Generals' Lounge rather than his own private one.
His mind lingered on Alex and Zane. He realised part of what Alex had said was true. Zane was indeed being treated differently to the other Boys, most visibly by the presence of his collar. He decided he would have it removed as soon as possible.
Satisfied that he had at least part of a plan regarding the two teens, he started trying to think up suitable punishments for the competition losers before he remembered he needed to sort out the winners too. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and sent a message to Quentin, Taro, Philip and Charlie. [Congratulations on winning the contest on Saturday. As your prize, you were promised the option to pick your evening activity one night this week as well as who it would be with. Your activity can be anything you desire, either as a sub or if you fancy taking the chance to be the dom for once. The activity and can include any of the Boys as well as Malik, Wesley, Roger or myself. Please text your choices to Roger ASAP so we can make the necessary arrangements. Congratulations once again and enjoy your prize.]
Just as Benny hit send, Wesley walked into the lounge. He was a little surprised to see Benny sitting there, but smiled sweetly at his Master.
"Morning Sir." Wesley said as he approached the sofas.
"Morning Wesley." Benny said back, smiling despite the issues playing on his mind. It was nice to see Wesley looking happy. When Charlie turned up at the house, the cheerful young General had taken a bit of a downward turn, but it seemed that getting them to talk out their problems had definitely helped.
Benny had actually intended to speak to Wesley on Saturday night to make sure he was okay but had ended up being a little distracted by Zane. Now seemed like a good enough time to catch up with him though.
"So how are things with you?" Benny asked, attempting to sound casual.
Wesley smiled. "You mean with me and Charlie?" He asked.
Benny smirked. "Yeah, I s'pose I do."
Wesley relaxed back in his seat. "They're... erm... they're definitely better. I'm not saying I'm going to be running to any family reunions any time soon, but... it's definitely better than it was."
"That's good." Benny said happily.
"Yeah, we chatted a bit more yesterday, it was... actually kinda nice!" Wesley said, smiling. "You knew, though, didn't you?"
"Knew what?" Benny feigned innocence.
"You knew the stuff Charlie wasn't telling me." Wesley said, his tone slightly accusatory. "That our Dad was forcing him to do the things."
Benny shrugged non-committally. "Don't suppose it matters. You know now and... you seem a lot happier."
"I am." Wesley said with a nod.
"Will it be weird, being in charge of him... doing the stuff we do here?" Benny asked. Amongst all the drama of their reunion, it had virtually been completely overlooked that the two were brothers and the implications that might have on their positions in the house.
"I dunno." Wesley said with a shrug. "I mean, I told you about how we'd jerked off together when we were kids, but I guess we'll just have to wait and see."
"Hey, you never know, he might end up picking you as part of his competition prize." Benny said with a grin.
Wesley's eyes widened. "Oh, I completely forgot about that. Malik mentioned Dorm One had won... well the former Dorm One. They won't pick me though. Why would they when they go straight for the man in charge?"
Benny frowned. "That's what Roger said, too."
Wesley grinned. "Oh yes, just think about it. I can just imagine Quentin wanting to give you a good spanking, or maybe Taro having you on your knees begging for his cock."
Benny was a little worried by the comments at first, but quickly smiled as he noticed something – a growing bulge in Wesley's trousers. "Enjoying the thought, are you?" Benny teased, gesturing to it.
Wesley blushed a little and shifted in his seat to conceal his growing erection.
"Oh come on now, we can't have you covering up like that." Benny said with a grin. "In fact, I think you should show it off. Take off your clothes."
"What... now?" Wesley stuttered nervously.
"No, next Thursday!" Benny said sarcastically. "Of course now. Get naked!"
"Yes Sir!" Wesley said, suppressing a grin. He quickly undid his shirt and threw it aside, then undid his trousers and pulled them down along with his underwear, kicking them off. He sat there wearing just his socks, staring at Benny, his cock pointing straight up.
Benny frowned momentarily, then grinned. "Okay, now jerk off."
Wesley wrapped his fingers around his cock and started stroking, his eyes still fixed on Benny.
The young Master grabbed his phone, raised it and pointed it straight at Wesley. "That's it Boy, keep going." Benny encouraged him as he started recording.
"You're filming me!" Wesley said nervously.
"Yes I am, so put on a good show." Benny said with a sly grin.
Wesley continued masturbating, his free hand sliding up and down his body, occasionally pinching a nipple or stroking his balls. As he slipped a finger into his mouth, he shuffled down in the seat to expose his hole to Benny, then lowered the wet finger to it and pushed it inside. "Ah, yeah." he moaned happily as he finger fucked himself. "Mmm, oh, I'm getting close."
"Don't cum yet." Benny ordered. His own cock was rigid and he wanted to stroke it, but he wanted to remain clothed and composed as he ordered Wesley around, maintaining a sense of being in charge.
"Oh... yes Sir." Wesley moaned, slowing his stroking to avoid cumming. Despite his slower stroking, he eventually had to let go of his cock to avoid going off. As he let go, his cock twitched and bounced around, eager for release.
"Keep going." Benny snapped.
"Yes Sir." Wesley whimpered, grabbing his sensitive cock again. As slow as his stroking was, it was less than a minute before he had to let go again. "Sir, please... please can I cum?"
"Not yet." Benny said as he continued filming.
Wesley started stroking again, his happy moans gradually turning into desperate whimpers. "Oh... oh god... aah."
"Okay Boy, you can cum!" Benny finally allowed.
"Thank you Sir!" Wesley gasped, quickly stroking his cock a few more times. With a yell of excitement, his cock erupted. Thick ropes of cum squirted across his body, covering his chin, chest and stomach.
"Now eat it!" Benny snapped, moving closer to watch as Wesley immediately started scooping up the thick wads with his fingers and dropping them into his mouth. "Good boy." Benny finally said as the last of it disappeared between his lips. "But I'm afraid you've earned yourself a punishment."
"What? Why, Sir?" Wesley asked, frowning unhappily.
Benny sat back down, but continued recording. "What instructions did I give you?" Benny asked innocently.
"Get naked, then jerk off." Wesley said, confused.
"And did you do that?" Benny asked.
"Y... yes Sir." Wesley replied, still confused.
Benny looked down at Wesley's feet. "And what are they?"
".... Socks, Sir." Wesley said, suddenly realising what the problem was. "But I didn't know you meant them too."
"I said naked, you're still wearing clothes." Benny said flatly. "That means you disobeyed me and you're going to have to be punished for it."
Wesley looked upset, but his slowly softening cock seemed to be growing once again. Benny had to stop himself smiling at it as he realised that, at least on some level, Wesley seemed to like the idea of being punished.
"Yes Sir. Sorry Sir." Wesley said, staring down at the ground.
"You can get dressed now." Benny said as he stopped recording and stood up. He headed for the door and stopped as he reached it. He looked back at his General and said, "Hey Wesley, hot show, thanks!" He winked and got a grin in response from Wesley as he left.
Zane had just finished dressing for work when Alex got back to the Dorm after attending to his other morning duties then showering. As he walked in, he stopped, staring blankly at the new Boy.
"Problem?" Zane asked sharply.
"Yeah, me!" Alex said frankly, getting a confused, slightly suspicious expression back from the other Boy. "I'm the one with the problem and... what I did was... it was..."
Zane could see Alex was struggling and while he was tempted to let him continue, his better side won out and he offered, "It was a totally fucked up thing to do!"
Alex just nodded at the comment. "I'm sorry. I really am. And it was pretty cool of you not to tell Benny what I did."
"Well he knows something happened, so don't expect him to just let it drop." Zane said, taking a seat on the chair between the two large wardrobes.
"Actually he knows everything. I told him." Alex said, sitting on his bunk opposite Zane.
Zane raised his eyebrows in surprise. "And you're still here?"
Alex smirked a little. "Yeah, I'm kinda surprised too, but Benny understands that...." he trailed off. He had been about to share more than he intended.
"What? What does he understand?" Zane probed, leaning forward.
Alex looked frustrated as he took several deep breaths, like he was fighting inwardly with something. "I... I know you really don't owe me any favours, but... if you could not tell anyone what I'm about to say, I'd... I'd really appreciate it."
Zane just shrugged.
"I get angry." Alex said sadly.
"No shit!" Zane blurted out with a grin, but it faded quickly as he saw Alex's face. He wasn't angry at the comment, he just looked.... lost!
He sat there shaking his head. "No, I mean... I mean dangerously angry, like what I did to you last night, only worse. Benny knows about it and he said he's going to get me help to deal with it, but... it..." He paused. It already felt hard enough just saying that much. Going further seemed impossible, at least until he looked up and saw Zane smiling and nodding at him to go on. "It scares me!"
Zane giggled slightly, getting a glare in response. "It scares me too!" When Alex continued to glare, he added, "But if you're dealing with it then... you know... that's good!
Alex nodded and attempted to smile. If anything, having the new Boy be so understanding after what he had done simply made him feel worse. Silently he got up and started dressing.
Zane sat back in his seat, watching the angry teen as he dressed, trying his best not to smile every time he glanced round awkwardly to see if he was still being watched. "Where d'you work?" Zane finally asked, breaking the silence.
"Erm... right in the city centre." Alex replied, buttoning his shirt.
"Me too. You drive or catch the bus?" Zane continued his questioning.
"Bus." Alex replied bluntly.
"I drive. Fancy a lift?" Zane offered with a smile.
Alex paused, mid-button, staring blankly. "Erm... yeah, thanks." He mumbled.
"Okay." Zane said, standing from his seat. "But when I sit in the driver's seat, that means it's mine. Don't want you kicking me out and claiming it for yourself, okay?" He teased, referring to the issues with the bunks the day before.
Alex blushed and nodded.
"Oh relax, I'm just messing with you." Zane laughed, actually managing to get a weak smile from Alex in return.
Benny rushed home from school even more eagerly than normal. He had been distracted all day by thoughts of Alex and Zane as well as the competition winners. He was eager to know if Roger and Wesley were right about which General (or Master) they would choose to spend their time with.
He had requested that Roger be ready and waiting for him when they got home so that they could plan the evening activities. Things may have had to be switched around a little compared to usual depending on what the winners chose.
"Hiya." Benny said happily as he walked through the door and saw Roger waiting for him.
"Hey." Roger said in return as they headed straight for his private lounge.
"Come on." Benny demanded before they even entered the room. "Who did they pick, what are they doing?"
"You'd better sit down." Roger said with a grin.
"Ugh." Benny moaned. It was obviously not good new for him. "So how many of them picked me?"
"Three!" Roger said, almost laughing. "Quentin wants to do a bit of role-play with you. Charlie wants, and these are his exact words, a night in charge of Benny. Then there's Philip who requested you too but he just wants a night of you doing whatever you want to him." Roger explained.
Benny looked thoroughly relieved. "Wow, they... they..."
"They just want to spend time with you by the sounds of it." Roger said when he saw Benny struggling to explain it.
"Yeah." Benny said, looking a little confused as he relaxed back into his seat. "Wait, what about Taro. What's he requested?"
"Yeah, that one was a bit of a surprise." Roger said, with a half smile. "He's requested Wesley, and he's asked to go on a date with him!"
Benny laughed. "Oh my god, seriously?" When Roger nodded, he shook his head, adding, "Huh, I wonder what Wesley's gonna say to that one."
"It does raise one question though. Actually it's one I'm surprised we haven't come across sooner..." Roger said seriously. When Benny looked at him questioningly, he elaborated. "In-house dating. Where do we actually stand on relationships between Boys. And I suppose also we need to consider relationships between Boys and Generals."
"Yeah..." Benny said, his mind suddenly racing. Everyone in the house had essentially come there to serve him and while it was definitely a Dom/Sub relationship, it wasn't an 'actual' relationship, not in that sense. Now that he thought about it, he had to agree with Roger that it was surprising it hadn't come up sooner. "Well... it's not like we can stop it, can we?"
Roger shrugged. "It's your house, you make the rules."
Benny scowled. How could Roger duck away from having an opinion on something so important? Benny relied on him for advice above anyone else. While he was only four years older, he had often seemed wise beyond his years and had counselled Benny through many a dilemma, so why not this? "A lot of help you are." he complained. "I think I just need some time to think about it."
"Well you can't take too long. You promised the winners their prizes this week, so you've got to make a decision before we let Taro and Wesley go on their date." Roger explained the strict timescale in place.
Benny sighed. "Fine, I just... gimme a few days. I'll think about it."
"Speaking of tonight...." Roger said cautiously, sensing Benny's slightly fraying temper.
"Fine. I'll take Charlie tonight. You... you plan everything else." Benny said unhappily.
Roger looked back at him with concern. "You sure you want that tonight? You're pretty much going to be subbing at the hands of a relative stranger. I mean, have you ever even subbed?"
"Yeah, of course..." Benny started, then paused to think. Some of the fooling around he had done years ago had been a little on the submissive side, but essentially he had always been the master. Despite his insistence that all of his Generals should know what subbing was like, he had never really experienced it for himself. "No. I... I guess I haven't."
Roger smiled sympathetically at the boy's realisation. "I could stay with you, keep an eye, make sure you're okay."
Benny quickly shook his head. "No. Charlie's new, we're still building the trust and I don't think it would send a very positive message if we insisted on supervising him." Benny said, sounding a lot more confident than he felt.
Roger smirked. "You're gonna be such a mess. You can barely look at him without turning into a gibbering wreck. How the hell are you going to handle serving him?"
Benny blushed. "I don't... I don't turn into a gibbering anything!" he snapped.
Roger continued smirking, then gestured towards Benny's crotch.
Benny looked down and saw his erection tenting. He quickly covered it up, blushing more profusely. He looked angry at first, then burst into laughter. "Fine, I'm gonna be a gibbering wreck, but I'll deal with it!"
Still laughing, he headed off to his room to get changed, leaving Roger to finish planning the evening's activities. By the time Benny emerged from his room, the first of the Boys started arriving home, stripping and being given their assignments at the door. The Master sat on the top stair, watching them, getting the occasional smile or nod from the returning residents.
Benny stared in amazement as Zane appeared though... he was with Alex. The two eighteen-year-olds walked in together, laughing at some shared joke. They quickly stripped under Roger's watchful gaze before being told what they would be doing for the evening. As they headed across the atrium, Zane saw Benny and waved enthusiastically while Alex just nodded, solemn-faced before the two headed towards the basement, still chatting and laughing.
Benny stared at Roger who looked just as surprised as him. The two shrugged at each other.
When Charlie got back to his Dorm, he found it was empty. There were signs that Robert was home, but no indication that Philip was yet. After putting his bag into the bottom of his wardrobe, he walked out and headed for the showers. As he walked past Dorm Two, he noticed Taro and quickly said hello before continuing on.
As he entered the shower room, he could hear at least one of them running. The room had shower heads all along the back wall, with more shower heads on a free-standing wall opposite that effectively split the room in half, with an opening at each end. As Charlie walked round the dividing wall, he found two people already in there, Robert and David.
Charlie didn't know either of the two men too well yet, but he liked what he knew of them so far. Robert, with his masses of tattoos and piercings had seemed a little intimidating at first, but his pleasant personality had soon dismissed that first impression. Charlie couldn't help staring at him for a moment, watching as the water trickled down across the colourful designs on his shoulders, chest and arms. Charlie himself had a few tattoos, but they were nothing compared to the older man's.
David had seemed quiet so Charlie really hadn't interacted with him much until the party the previous night. Even then, David had seemed quite timid. They both said hello to Charlie as he appeared and selected a shower head to stand under.
"How's it going?" Charlie asked as the warm water started flowing.
"All good thanks." David said cheerfully, looking happier than usual.
Charlie looked at the thirty-four-year-old suspiciously, then looked to Robert.
"Don't mind him. He's just happy about tonight's assignment." Robert explained. When Charlie still looked confused, Robert added, "He's got Wesley, which means he's getting a good spanking. It's kind of his thing!"
"That's not 'my thing'." David protested weakly.
"Oh really?" Robert asked, then quickly swiped his hand round to slap David's rear. The wet hand made a painfully loud slapping sound as it made contact, actually making Charlie flinch a little. "Now turn around." Robert ordered.
His face blushing the same colour as his butt cheek was turning, David turned to reveal a rapidly swelling cock. "Fine, maybe I like it a bit." He conceded. Keen to change the subject, he looked to Charlie and asked, "What you on tonight?"
Charlie grinned, getting extremely curious stares back from the other two men. "I'm getting my prize for Saturday's competition."
"Oh my God, what did you pick? And who?" David asked eagerly, stepping away from his shower and moving closer to Charlie.
"I picked a night of being in charge of Benny." Charlie grinned.
"No. Fucking. Way!" David said, staring in shock.
Now even Robert moved closer. "You're domming Benny?" He asked, mouth agape.
Charlie smirked as he saw Robert's cock swelling to match David's.
"What are you going to do?" David asked excitedly. His hand actually found its way onto his cock, stroking it gently as he waited in anticipation.
"That's... well, that's really between me and my boy, Benny!" Charlie teased with a grin.
As usual, Quentin was last to get home. He quickly stripped in front of Roger then listened as the large man explained his duties for the evening. He nodded his understanding, then headed towards the basement, but stopped as he saw Benny still sitting at the top of the stairs.
"Hey, can I..." he started, moving towards the stairs. When Benny gestured for him to proceed, he quickly walked up the stairs and sat beside his Master. "You told me to keep you informed about anything with Zane and Alex."
"Is this about last night? Their argument?" Benny asked.
"Yeah, guessing you already know then?" Quentin asked in response. Benny nodded, so he said back, "That's good. I don't really know what happened, but I thought you should know. Guessing I'll need to keep an eye tonight."
Benny took a deep breath, considering what he'd seen earlier. "Maybe not. When they came home, they were together... and laughing!"
Quentin stared in amazement. "Alex can laugh?" he asked, completely straight-faced before the two of them burst into laughter.
When Benny's laughing quietened into a low chuckle, he said, "Yeah, it kinda looks like they're actually getting along, but... still keep an eye anyway. Them two together could be... volatile!"
Quentin stopped laughing too and nodded. "I understand. Is it okay if I go now?"
"Not quite yet... I hear you mentioned something about role play to Roger..." Benny said, looking slightly concerned. Roger hadn't elaborated on the brief description and it had left Benny's mind racing at the possibilities. He was imagining something along the same lines as Charlie had requested, with Benny once again subbing.
"Yeah." Quentin said, blushing a little, unsure if he should say any more.
"Care to tell me more?" Benny asked, frowning a little.
"Well... do you remember that time... you..." The man paused, looking more embarrassed than Benny had ever seen him. "That time you fucked me on my desk at school!"
"Oh." Benny said, nodding. "Yeah, I remember. What about it?" He could already guess what Quentin wanted. He probably wanted to turn the tables on him, to fuck him instead.
"I... sometimes I think about... and wonder what it would be like... if you did it again, but... with an audience." Quentin mumbled shyly.
Benny's eyes widened. That was not he had been expecting. "Wait, so you mean... like... in front of the whole class?" Benny asked in amazement.
Quentin nodded. "Yeah, but I know that would probably get me arrested, so I thought maybe we could role play it... with everyone else playing the other students."
Benny grinned. For the second time that evening, he felt his cock swelling excitedly. "That's... actually kinda hot." he said cheerfully.
"You don't think it's weird?" Quentin asked, still blushing.
"You live in a house with a dozen other subs, serving a sixteen-year-old and spend your evenings doing various sexual activities for my entertainment... weird is pretty much our thing!" Benny laughed.
Looking thoroughly relieved at the comment, Quentin smiled. "Yeah, I suppose you're right." He replied with a contented nod.
"Well I'll see what I can arrange for you." Benny said with a sly smirk. "Now you can go."
"Thanks." Quentin said, standing up. As he did it, his hands moved away from his lap, revealing he had been sitting there just as hard as Benny. He blushed a final time before running off down to the basement.
Benny sat in his lounge, nervously watching as the second-hand on the clock slowly ticked around. Charlie had passed on instructions that he wanted to talk before they started and to be ready in there for half seven, that was just under two minutes away. The seconds ticked by painfully slowly. The young Master was not sure what made him more nervous, subbing properly for the first time, or spending the night with Charlie.
There was just something about the young man that mesmerised him. There were plenty of guys in the house who he found attractive – Roger was just a veritable mountain of sex on legs, Philip and David were both quite sexy, Alex was quite captivating when his personality wasn't getting in the way and then there was his adorable little wolf pup, the new boy Zane who was just undeniably cute. Charlie though... he literally took Benny's breath away with his beauty.
Ten seconds to go. It looked like Charlie was going to be late. If Benny had been in charge, he would have been quite annoyed about it, but he found himself secretly glad to be able to delay the activities a little longer, but then the door opened and Charlie appeared.
Benny's breath caught in his throat as it always did. Charlie was dressed, which seemed strange, but somehow made him even more sexy. His tight white t-shirt stretched alluringly across his chest, while the sleeves were tight around his biceps. He also wore a pair of denim shorts, coming down to a few inches above his knee, his well-muscled calves and feet bare.
"Hi." He said, smiling sweetly.
Benny's jaw flapped, but no sound came out.
Charlie chuckled. "Yeah, that's where you're meant to say hi back to me." He said as paced across the room. He dropped onto the sofa beside Benny.
"Yeah.... erm... hi." Benny mumbled.
Charlie smiled at the slightly timid greeting. "Look, the reason I wanted to talk first... it was... just to say thank you."
"What for?" Benny asked, frowning.
"I know you took a chance letting me stay here, you know, with the Wes stuff. I just wanted to thank you for that, as well as for pushing us to... to deal with it." Charlie said with a warm smile.
Charlie's gratitude and smile put Benny at ease a little, but he still felt completely wobbly just from being so close to him. He shrugged and said, "No problem. It's... it's good to have you here."
"Are you sure about that?" Charlie asked, folding his arms. "You... don't seem too keen on me. I kinda get the feeling you don't actually want me here."
"I am... I do want you to be here." Benny said quietly.
"Well that's good to know." Charlie said with a slight frown.
"Yeah." Benny said, nodding, unsure what else to say.
"Fuck." Charlie snapped, standing up and turning away. "I can't do this. It's too hard."
"Can't do what?" Benny asked, looking thoroughly bewildered by the outburst.
"All of... all of this... with you." Charlie stuttered. "I can barely talk to you. You... intimidate the crap out of me. You know I was almost late coming in here. I was stood outside that door for about ten minutes building up the nerve to come in here and you're just... you seem determined to make me suffer."
Benny stared in amazement. "I intimidate you? Seriously?"
"Well duh!" Charlie snapped angrily. "I come into this house and see Wes and you totally take charge, you broke up that argument with a single yell, you gave me that punishment and then you sit there making me feel about this small." He stopped, holding up his hand with his thumb and forefinger a centimetre apart. "And that's all on top of what all the others have said about you. Seriously, I... oh fuck, a night in charge of you? I can barely even talk to you." He finally stopped, breathing heavily.
"Charlie, come and sit down." Benny said calmly. The twenty-four-year-old complied, re-taking his seat beside Benny. The Master continued. "Okay, first of all, relax." He placed his hand on Charlie's shoulder, making them both gulp simultaneously. "Secondly, I wasn't trying to make you feel small."
"It felt like it." Charlie pouted.
Benny shook his head. "Okay, cards on the table, total honesty... I... I'm actually intimidated by YOU. You're just... oh God, you're so beautiful."
The frustrated scowl dropped from Charlie's face, replaced with total shock. Benny just shrugged at the questioning look.
"Sorry. I know that's a pretty lame thing for someone who's meant to be your Master to admit, but it's the truth." Benny said, figuring there was no point holding anything back now.
"Are you kidding? That's... awesome!" Charlie grinned.
"Maybe for you." Benny blushed.
"You're pretty damn cute yourself, you know." Charlie said, his cheeks turning as red as Benny's.
"Thanks." Benny said, grinning, completely unable to look Charlie in the eye. "So... erm... what exactly... did you have planned for me tonight?" He asked nervously, almost expectantly.
"Stand up." Charlie said as he stood.
Benny obeyed. It felt strange to be following an order, even such a simple one, but exciting too, like doing something he knew he shouldn't. Moments later, his clothes were piled on the sofa and he stood naked, staring in anticipation at Charlie. He was only a couple of inches taller, be he looked so much bigger than Benny with his muscled build. Somehow, being clothed in front of the naked boy made him appear even more imposing.
"So let's have a look what toys you keep in here." Charlie said, walking away and leaving the anxious boy just standing there. He started walking around the room, opening drawers and cabinets, making occasional noises of approval at the wide range of toys Benny kept close at hand. "Well I don't wanna start off too harsh. Let's try this."
Benny peered round nervously and saw Charlie returning with a small leather paddle. He started trembling at the prospect of it. He had always got such a thrill from seeing his Boys on the receiving end of toys like that, but he found himself feeling somewhat less thrilled at the prospect of experiencing it for himself.
Charlie sat back down in the middle of the sofa, pushing Benny's clothes aside then said, "Lay down." He pointed at his lap.
Benny nodded and knelt on the sofa, then lay across his lap. He cock hung down between Charlie's legs, but being in contact with the beautiful man had it rigidly poking into his leg within seconds. He had been expecting some comment, or at least warning, but without any indication it was coming he felt, and heard, the paddle slap against one butt cheek.
"Aargh, fuck!" Benny yelled out, jumping off of Charlie's lap and rubbing his stinging rear.
Charlie tilted his head to one side, smirking. "Oh come on, I barely touched you. Surely the big scary Master can take more than that."
Benny scowled. How could he resist such a taunt. Charlie was right. He was Benny, the Master, the man in charge. He was tough, fearless, unshakeable. He couldn't let himself be beaten by a simple spanking. Without a word he lay back down on Charlie's lap, manoeuvring his erection back between his temporary Master's legs.
"Good boy." Charlie taunted before dropping the paddle onto the other cheek.
Benny flinched, but managed to stay silent, his teeth gritted. The paddle started to fall in a steady rhythm. The slaps weren't particularly hard, but the stinging sensation was gradually building with each strike. He wasn't sure when it happened, but he suddenly realised Charlie's free hand was on his back, rubbing gently. He may have been inflicting pain, but he seemed to want to provide comfort at the same time. It ended up helping immensely as Benny managed to concentrate on the gently stroking hand, revelling in the sensation of it and blocking out the pain.
"That'll do for now." Charlie said happily, looking down at the boy's glowing red rump. He put the paddle down then moved both hands onto Benny's arse, one hand gently rubbing each cheek.
Benny let out an involuntary mew of pleasure, then silenced himself as he lay there enjoying the feeling.
"Up you get." Charlie said, lifting Benny slightly.
Benny climbed off and stood in front of Charlie, but only for a moment before the young man reached up and pulled on the boy's shoulders, making him kneel. Benny found his face just a couple of inches lower than Charlie's, their eyes fixed on each other's.
Charlie sat forward in his seat, placing his hands on Benny's sides, but quickly sliding them round to his back, to pull him closer. Before Benny knew what was happening, Charlie's lips were on his.
Benny completely lost himself. Since Charlie had come to the house, Benny had found himself frozen or lost for words several times in the beautiful man's presence. This was like that, but a million times more intense. It literally felt like the entire world dropped away and the only things that existed were Benny and Charlie.
The kiss wasn't wasn't even particularly passionate, they barely moved, their tongues occasionally meeting, but somehow the entire embrace felt unbelievable. Charlie eventually pulled away, smiling at Benny as he opened his eyes.
"Still intimidated?" Charlie asked, letting his hands drop back down to Benny's hips.
"Oh God, even more!" Benny said, shakily, just about managing to smile back.
"Take my clothes off." Charlie said, standing up as he pulled Benny back up onto his feet.
"Gladly!" Benny said happily. He placed his hands on Charlie's chest, moaning at the feeling of his firm pecs before sliding the hands downwards across the bumpy ridges of his abs until he grabbed the bottom of the t-shirt. He lifted it and Charlie raised his arms to let the boy pull it off completely.
"Oh fuck!" Benny muttered as he found himself just inches away from the bare chest.
Charlie grinned impishly as he took hold of Benny's hand and returned it to his chest, making him repeat his previous movements, but this time against bare skin. He guided the boy's hand to the waistband of his shorts then left him to take care of the rest, dropping his hands back to his sides.
Benny was breathing heavily as he undid the shorts and let them drop to the ground. Charlie was now wearing just a pair of tight white briefs, his erection stretching up towards his left hip, almost visible through the extended fabric.
Charlie once again grabbed Benny's hand and placed it on his brief-clad boner, rubbing it up and down the full length of it.
Benny's heavy breathing turned into whimpering as he felt the large tool beneath his fingers, his own cock virtually streaming pre-cum.
"Take them off." Charlie ordered.
Benny immediately grabbed both sides of the underwear and tugged it down, watching in delight as the erection popped free, stretching up towards the ceiling.
"Suck it!" Charlie snapped.
Benny almost dropped straight to his knees, but felt a sudden surge of defiance. Charlie may have been in charge for the evening, but Benny wasn't a sub, not at heart. He stared at Charlie for a few moments. In his mind it was his way of showing Charlie that he wasn't quite so easy, but in reality it was a wait of less than ten seconds and really achieved nothing. His desire to finally pleasure the sexy young man just got too much for him.
He dropped down and opened his mouth, letting the head of Charlie's cock poke inside. He swirled his tongue around the head before taking it further in, keeping his tongue working around the shaft as more and more of it disappeared inside.
Now it was Charlie's turn to let out an involuntary groan. He had been given many blow jobs in his life and while Benny couldn't yet be described as 'the best' he was easily in the top 5 and he had barely even started. "Fuck, you're good at that." He gasped, placing his hands on Benny's shoulders for support as his legs wobbled.
Benny would have smiled at the comment if his mouth wasn't so full, but it encouraged him to go on. He continued pulling back and forth, using Charlie's cock to fuck his face while his tongue continued swirling around it and his hand caressed the young man's smooth balls.
"Oh god... aaah, yeah.... fuck!" Charlie moaned as Benny quickly sucked him to completion, his cock erupting excitedly, coating the boy's throat and mouth with thick gooey spunk. It felt like the biggest load of his life. Breathing heavily, he flopped down onto the sofa.
Benny wiped his mouth as the cock slid out, then stood facing Charlie, his own cock still rigid and begging for attention.
"Well I suppose it's only fair." Charlie said breathlessly as he leaned forward and took Benny's boner into his mouth.
"Holy... FUCK!" Benny called out as Charlie quickly got to work on him. "Oh god, this won't take long..." he gasped shakily, his hands both grasping at Charlie's hair. It felt like silk between his fingers, somehow pushing him even closer to release.
Charlie suddenly pulled away. "That'll do for now." He said with a devilish grin as Charlie stared down at him in dismay.
"Oh come on." Benny pleaded.
Charlie licked his lips slowly as he sat back on the sofa. "Sorry boy, maybe later." He smiled at Benny's disheartened expression, then leant forward and kissed him quickly again, just for a few seconds. His hands slid round the boy's body again, this time finding their way onto his rear. "Turn around." He ordered.
Once again Benny wanted to rebel, but he had enjoyed everything with Charlie so far and wanted it to continue, so he quickly turned. He felt a hand on his back, pushing him to bend over, which he did, again with a slight hesitation. Next he felt Charlie's feet pushing outwards against his own, making them spread and exposing his hole.
Benny's eyes suddenly opened wide as he felt a tongue pushing into his hole. "Oh yeah." he whimpered happily as Charlie's tongue alternated between circling his hole and probing into it. "Are you going to fuck me?" Benny asked, his voice sounding more hopeful than he had intended.
Charlie pulled back and replied, "No, but you are!" He got up and headed to the drawer containing assorted dildos and vibrators. He selected a few and returned to the sofa. He handed the smallest to Benny and pointed to the chair opposite. "Give me a good show, boy!"
Benny took the dildo, grabbed some lube and took a seat. While his hole was still slick with Charlie's saliva, he added more lubricant anyway before spreading some across the toy. He leant back in the chair and raised his legs to expose his hole to Charlie, then started pushing the six inch phallus inside himself.
He moaned happily as he started to fuck himself. Benny didn't play with his rear often, usually preferring to top, but it was something he always enjoyed. It somehow felt even better to be doing it for Charlie who watched excitedly, his cock swelling back up to full girth.
"Pull it out." Charlie called out. When Benny did as ordered and dropped it to the floor, he threw over the next size up.
Without needing any further instructions, Benny started pushing the bigger toy inside his hole. It stretched him a little, but it was easier because the first one had loosened him slightly. His cock was throbbing and he desperately wanted to stroke it. The pressure on his prostate had maintained his proximity to orgasm and he felt like just a few strokes would be enough to set him off, but he resisted.
Charlie continued watching, gradually replacing the toys with bigger and bigger models. Benny started to struggle with getting it inside himself, his moans becoming as much from pain as from pleasure. When he finally moved onto the largest, he started pushing it inside, but couldn't quite manage it. "Aah, I can't... it's too big for me." he moaned weakly.
"Come on, you can do it for me, can't you?" Charlie asked. Both his tone and expression made it clear it was a request and not an order. Benny actually found that spurred him on more as he found himself desperate to please the stunning man. He tried a couple more times to push the huge dildo inside himself but still couldn't manage.
"It's okay if you can't...." Charlie started, but stopped as he saw Benny shaking his head and getting up from the chair.
The boy moved around the coffee table between them, positioned the dildo, adding a little more lube, then started sitting onto it.
"Fuck." Charlie moaned, watching in amazement as the boy started impaling himself on the toy just a few feet in front of him.
"Ah... aaah.... oh." Benny moaned as he forced himself onto it. Finally the widest part started sliding inside him, the hard bit was over. He gradually lowered himself more and more until it was almost fully inside him, then slid back up. "Oh fuuuuck." he moaned.
Charlie shuffled forward in his seat then leant forward and took Benny's cock in his mouth. He didn't suck or lick, he just held it there. Any more stimulation than that was likely to set him off. Benny was frozen in place, dildo inside him, cock inside Charlie, right on the brink of cumming. It felt like even the slightest breeze could set him off. He remained like that for several minutes until the orgasm began to teasingly drift away.
Charlie pulled away and nodded for Benny to stand up, letting the dildo slide out from him. As his sphincter contracted and Benny found himself feeling suddenly empty, he felt a slight weakness in his legs and stumbled forward, right onto Charlie.
The horny man grinned at Benny as he caught him, their faces inches apart. "Well, as you're here..." he said before planting another passionate kiss on Benny's slightly parted lips.
Benny melted into him once again, shifting round to sit on his lap as they kissed. After a couple of minutes, Charlie started tilting sideways, pulling Benny with him until they were laying along the length of the sofa, kissing, caressing, touching.
Charlie pulled away from kiss, but rested his forehead against Benny's, then whispered, "Okay, now I'll fuck you!"
Benny rolled over, reached towards the coffee table and grabbed the lube, handing it to Charlie. He didn't bother taking any for himself as he was still sufficiently slippery from the huge dildo. A few moments later, he felt Charlie's solid cock pressing against his hole. As much as it was still aching from the ample toy, he eagerly pushed his arse back against it.
As Charlie began to slip inside Benny, he felt the man's arms wrapping tightly around him, his lips nuzzling against the boy's neck. Benny's hands found their way onto Charlie's, their fingers linking together as the fucking began.
Benny was moaning illegibly, completely overwhelmed by the beautiful sensations. The cock in his rear, the lips nibbling at his shoulder, the large strong hands gripping his own. He quickly realised Charlie wasn't fucking him, he was making love to him. The realisation made his breath catch in his throat and a tear form in the his eye. "Oh my god." he moaned excitedly.
Charlie remained silent as he thrust in and out. Having cum such a short time before, it took a while from him to approach climax, a fact that neither of them seemed to mind. When Charlie felt himself getting close, he pulled out then sat back up, releasing Benny's hands, much to the boy's dismay.
Benny soon realised Charlie wasn't stopping, he just wanted a different position. As he sat there with his cock pointing skyward, Benny quickly, and eagerly, got the idea. He jumped onto the man's lap and lowered himself onto the throbbing dick, much as he had with the toy earlier.
With Charlie back inside him, Benny grinned at the man before leaning in to kiss him again. As he slid up and down, he could feel Charlie moaning into his mouth, just as his rear filled with warm spunk. He continued riding it until Charlie pulled away and said, "No more!"
Benny gave one more playful hump, then pulled off and flopped onto the sofa beside him. Saying nothing, he caught Charlie's eye, looked at his own throbbing erection, then back to his master.
Charlie grinned back, then said, "Sorry, not yet!"
Wesley headed up the stairs then followed round to the room he shared with Malik. As there were two rooms assigned as bedrooms for the Generals, both he and Roger had enjoyed a private room until Malik joined the house. It had taken some getting used to having a room mate, but he had soon started to appreciate having Malik there.
Just like everyone else in the house, the entire situation was a brand new experience for him and it was actually quite nice to have someone to talk to about it, especially someone at the same level of authority who could really understand it.
As he entered their room, he found Malik already inside. "Hey." he said flatly.
"Bad night?" Malik asked. It was immediately obvious something was bothering the other General.
"No, good actually. I had David." Wesley said with a grin.
"Oh, so you had a REALLY good night then!" Malik chuckled. The chemistry between Wesley and David was infamous, their interactions often drew spectators from among the other residents of the house. "What's up then?" he asked as he saw Wesley's grin quickly fade.
Wesley sighed. "I failed Benny this morning." he said, looking thoroughly miserable.
"What? How?" Malik asked, sitting up and looking across the room as Wesley headed for his own bed.
"He ordered me to get naked, but I left my socks on." Wesley said, staring down at the ground.
Malik laughed. "And that's it? What's the big deal?"
Wesley shrugged. "Well he said he has to punish me for it."
"Oh." Malik said. He leaned back, revealing his still-caged cock. "Worried you're gonna get one of these?"
"No." Wesley said sadly. "The punishment doesn't bother me, it actually turns me on a bit. It's just... I've never let him down before. I feel like a total failure."
Malik smiled, shook his head and paced across the room. He sat beside Wesley and put an arm around his shoulders. "You're just the sweetest little idiot in the world, aren't you."
Wesley scowled. "I think that was meant to cheer me up, but I'm not quite feeling the love!" He said unhappily.
Malik laughed again. "You didn't fail Benny. He's just playing with you, same way he is with me. My punishment is annoying, but it's just for fun... admittedly it's for his fun a lot more than my own, but still... don't worry about it."
"Really?" Wesley asked, looking slightly more hopeful.
"Yeah." Malik insisted, giving his friend a slight squeeze before releasing him to return to his own bed.
"So how do you think he'll punish me?" Wesley asked as he started to undress for bed.
Malik looked down at his chastity cage, then across at his friend. "Well I like edging the Boys and he's punishing me with a LOT of edging. You're a master at spanking, pain, that sorta thing so..."
"I'm getting a spanking." Wesley said, pursing his lips contemplatively.
"Oh fuuuuuuuck." Benny cried out as Charlie stopped just short of letting him cum once again. It had been hours now. Charlie had cum two more times, once from a second blow job and then from another fuck, while Benny had still been denied a single orgasm.
The boy's hands had been restrained behind his back after he had attempted to make himself cum. Charlie turned him to lay face-down on the sofa. He stood there holding a larger paddle than the one he had used earlier. Benny's battered rear had taken several more swats from the large wooden toy and now it was time for a few more.
Benny yelled out and tried to shuffle away with each loud SMACK, but Charlie held him in place. He had to stop though when he realised Benny was humping the sofa cushions, using the friction of his escape attempts to get himself closer and closer to cumming.
"I don't think so." Charlie said, flipping him back over.
In pain from the spankings, fuckings and dildo-play, mixed with the pleasure and frustration of the prolonged edging had reduced Benny to tears. He sat crying and sniffing as he stared at Charlie who looked horrified at the boy's reaction. He had thought Benny was enjoying the treatment he was getting.
"Oh God, I'm so sorry." Charlie said apologetically. "I'll make you cum if you like."
Benny just nodded eagerly.
Charlie dropped to his knees and took Benny's straining dick in his mouth. He sucked it quickly and soon had Benny yelping with delight. "Yes, yes, yes.... FUUUUUCK!" the boy called out as he finally erupted.
Charlie eagerly swallowed every drop, then knelt on the sofa and undid the restraints behind the boy's back.
"Are we done then?" Benny asked, still sniffing back tears.
"Yeah." Charlie said quickly, still feeling bad. "Yeah we are."
"Good." Benny said. He wiped away the tears and grinned. "I knew turning on the waterworks would guilt you into letting me cum!"
Charlie stared in shock. "You... you faked it?" he asked, amazed.
Benny nodded, still grinning, then added, "And now we're done, YOU are back under MY control."
"Fuck." Charlie muttered, his mind suddenly filling with images of the Master's retribution.
"I'm going to go up to my room and have a quick shower." Benny said, standing up. "You go and do whatever you need, then come up to my room. You know which one it is?"
Charlie nodded, suddenly looking a little scared.
"Good boy. See you shortly." Benny said as he picked up his discarded clothing from the floor and headed out of the room.
It was about fifteen minutes later when Charlie made his way up to Benny's room, having had a quick shower and brushed his teeth. He knocked on the door and stood waiting for an answer.
"Come in!" Benny called out.
Charlie opened the door timidly and stepped inside. "Reporting as ordered, Sir." He gulped as he saw Benny sat on his bed, waiting.
Benny got off the bed and walked over to the nervous man, suppressing a grin. "You spanked me, made me fuck myself with various dildos, fucked me, edged me... so what do you think I should do to you now?" he asked, standing inches away from him.
"Wh... whatever you want, Sir." Charlie replied, shaking slightly.
Benny smiled. "Right answer."
Charlie relaxed. The Master's smile was kind, sincere, playful even.
"Don't worry, I'm not gonna do anything back to you. That was your prize and I hope you enjoyed it." Benny said happily.
"So why am I here?" Charlie asked curiously.
"Well you said to Roger that you wanted a night with me." Benny said, then looked over to the bed.
"You want me to sleep in here?" Charlie asked in surprise.
Benny suddenly felt the return of his previous nervousness around the man. "Erm... well.... only if you... want to."
Charlie grabbed Benny, picked him up then jumped onto the bed with him. Benny protested at the rough handling, but made no physical attempt to get free. They wrestled around for a few moments. Benny actually got the upper hand for a moment, but it was obvious Charlie was just letting him.
They eventually settled under the covers. Charlie was laying flat on his back when Benny cuddled up against him, his head resting on the man's chest.
After a few minutes of peaceful silence, Charlie said, "Hey, can I ask you something?"
"Sure." Benny said dreamily, almost hypnotised by the sound of Charlie's heartbeat right under his ear.
"Earlier, were you really faking those tears?" Charlie asked.
The question shook Benny out of his stupor. He sighed. "No." he confessed quietly.
"Sorry." Charlie said quietly, barely more than a whisper. "I didn't mean to hurt you."
"It's ok." Benny said back just as quietly. "It was... most of it... was awesome. I guess I'm just not used to some of it."
They dropped back into silence again, but it was broken by Charlie again. "Can I... ask something else?"
Benny smiled. He sounded so timid. "Sure." He said once again.
"Would you mind if we... swapped positions? It's just... I... nobody..." He stuttered. He was only able to continue after Benny sat up and smiled at him reassuringly. "I've only ever held guys, I've... never had them hold me."
Benny almost gasped. His heart felt like it skipped a beat. The sad tone of his voice, the nervousness plastered across his face, it was thoroughly endearing. Benny smiled again and lay down on his back, holding an arm out to Charlie.
Charlie eagerly moved across and rested his head on Benny's chest as the boy's arms wrapped around him.
"How's that?" Benny asked quietly as he turned out the light.
"Perfect." Charlie sighed contentedly.