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Please note that this story is intended for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised.

Rated M for Mature:

• Graphic sexual content
• Possibly triggering content
• A wide age gap
• Strong language not suitable for all audiences

The following story contains graphic sexual content, wide age gap, strong language and possibly triggering content. The story also contains the use of THC (marijuana) and cigarettes, and underage drinking. All characters in this story are 18 or older, and consent to the actions done by the other characters.

Read at your own discretion.

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Noah wasn’t sure exactly how long that he’d been fantasizing about his dads best friend, he couldn’t really remember the beginning–he just knew that one day he woke up in the middle of the night soaked with sweat and cum, panting and confused about the thoughts running through his head. He was fresh out of high school, dating a girl that he really didn’t like to keep up appearances with his dad. He wasn’t ashamed of being attracted to guys, he just wasn’t really ready to face that conversation with his family and friends–and girlfriend. So he kept himself tucked away in a little bubble.

His attraction to his dad’s best friend was a minor inconvenience usually because it’s not like he actually hung out with the guy, spent time with him, or even saw him on a regular basis. He didn’t have to stare at his body every day because he was there so often, he didn’t have to commonly think about what he was doing or who he was with–and he had no way to find out anything that would give him any information on what he was doing or who he was with. He had it pretty easy, really.

He could think about the older man pinning him to the wall, his stubble rubbing against his cheek, the warm breath tracing his body and sending chills down his spine… and he didn’t have to face the man in the morning with the remembrance of what he’d thought of the night before. He never had to feel embarrassed about his feelings, thoughts or desires. Until he woke up to Benjamin Howell and his dad, Gerald Garner. He was used to his dad being home, he could tolerate that at nine am. He could even expect it given that he’d been woken up by a knock on the basement door where his bedroom was.

His dad was wealthy, but he didn’t show it often. He was very modest in nature and kept things simple. He used his money to lavish his son with gifts and nice things and paying for his entire college education. He even bought him an apartment, much less modest than his own home. It was how his dad had always shown he cared, by giving him clothes, video games, books, whatever he wanted. He wasn’t hurt about it, it just disappointing sometimes because he wanted to hear his dad loved him instead of just saying it.

His mom was around too, she just worked a lot more than his dad and traveled frequently. She didn’t like being gone so often, but she loved her job and at his age, he didn’t really need them around as much as when he was younger. He knew how to drive, had a car, and worked at a convenience store on night-shift. He wasn’t afraid of being alone and he didn’t mind working all night, sleeping all day. He’d worked a double yesterday, and usually, his dad wouldn’t bother him when he was in bed. His dad let him live his life and he lived his life. It was an easy way to do things, really. The two had nothing in common and it showed whenever they talked, it was awkward and hard to do. They didn’t talk well, because they’d always been doing something on their own.

Noah started playing videos and reading a lot. He started getting friends and going out, and when he started driving he spent even less time with his dad than before because he didn’t have to ask him to take him anywhere he wanted to go anymore because he had a car before he’d even gotten the license.

He’d had a lot of privileges he knew that many people didn’t have, like a car at fifteen, a really nice room full of expensive clothes and things, freedom to do just about whatever he wanted, and parents that cared fully and completely no matter what. He was treated more like an adult by his parents than anyone else in his life. He liked it. He had his own door to his room, a car, money, and time to do whatever he wanted to do and he didn’t have to worry about bills or anything. He could do whatever he wanted, have privacy and freedom, and not have to pay bills.

He wouldn’t mind paying his own bills but his dad said that if he finished school, he’d take care of all of his bills until he graduated, and pay for his college tuition and food costs. His dad even told him he’d cover gas and stuff so that he wouldn’t have to keep working if he didn’t want to but he enjoyed his job even though it fucking sucked sometimes. He liked the time to think, and the fact that the money was his and his alone. He earned it, so he didn’t have to answer for it in the future or if something happened between him and his parents and they expected him to pay them back for everything nonessential.

He didn’t think they would, they weren’t really that kind of people, but they didn’t know he was gay yet. And while they didn’t openly support any religion, he didn’t even know what religion they were and he’d lived with them eighteen years already, so he was scared. While he had always wondered if they were religious, he didn’t know and they never really talked about it so he wasn’t sure. He felt like that made it harder to decide on telling them. He was so terrified because it could go either way and he’d never even know what to expect. It was anxiety-inducing.

“Huh?” he asked, clearing his throat as his dad coughed to get his attention. He wasn’t sure exactly what he was staring at, just looking off into space lost in thought. He was probably still high from when he smoked a couple of hours ago after getting off work and getting ready to go to bed.

“I was explaining to you that Ben would be staying here until he settles up with his wife.” His dad explained and he blinked rapidly, unsure how to feel.

“Settles up?” I croaked, shooting my eyes over to stare at Benjamin, confused. He and his wife had been together for years, Noah had never thought about the pair breaking up or anything. It wasn’t something he had seen coming, that was for sure. The two seemed thick as thieves for years.

“Yes, settles up. He doesn’t want to get a house until he finds out how much he’s losing in court.” Noah’s dad explained, picking up his coffee and taking a gulp. He made a face and pushed it away from him.

“Okay,” Noah said, looking over at the older man for a minute. For half a second he seemed obtainable, just a half-second. Knowing that he was single, made it seem just a slight bit more possible than it was before.

Benjamin was taller, standing at five foot eleven, he was in shape but not a bodybuilder, he was salt and peppered hair, with a stubble that he kept at the exact same length every day. He had beautiful green eyes with perfect teeth and the few times that Noah had gotten close enough to him to smell his cologne he smelled absolutely spectacular. Benjamin made Noah absolutely swoon, just with his sophistication and demeanor, and his looks combined with that made him just… undeniable.

Noah figured it was probably time to look away from the man, so he forced his eyes over to his dad again and sighed deeply. “That’s all son, just wanted to let you know. You can go back to bed now. I’ve got to get to work before I’m late and miss this meeting. Don’t forget to eat. Just because you need to sleep doesn’t mean eating should be neglected.” He said, and grabbed his briefcase, and started out the back door. “Oh, and tomorrow your sister has a doctor’s appointment so I have to take her to that. Don’t park in the garage in the morning when you get off work.” He said, and he groaned and nodded his head. He was not exactly thrilled about the fact that he had to park out in the cold Wisconsin air in the middle of winter, but he accepted it. He wasn’t able to complain too much, he was much older than his sister and could tolerate the weather better than she could. And she had an immune disorder that made it easier for her to get sick. He couldn’t argue about that.

“Okay dad, have a good day at work,” Noah said and waved to his dad as he stepped out the door and waved a bit before shutting it. Noah sighed deeply and looked at Benjamin confused as hell at what to say to him. He didn’t even know what kind of breakup he and his wife had so he couldn’t really comment on that, but he’d never been alone with the man before. It was anxiety-inducing.

He wanted the man so much and he didn’t even know how to say hello to him when his dad wasn’t around. It was disconcerting, to say the least. He felt almost hopeless and unsure standing in his parent’s kitchen with Benjamin standing on one side of the island and him on the other. He felt suffocated by the closeness and the knowledge of being alone with him made his blood rush in his veins. He wasn’t sure what to do, so he squeaked out goodbye and ran back down to his room in the basement.

He ran down the stairs, running into a clothes basket and toppling over it, hitting his face on the floor a little bit. He groaned and facepalmed himself, rolling his eyes at the stupidity of his actions. He hated that he acted so silly in front of Benjamin. He hoped greatly Benjamin hadn’t heard him wipe out. He was embarrassed by the fact that he acted like such an idiot in front of Benjamin. He sighed deeply and crawled into bed, pulling out his THC pen and taking a hit, blowing the smoke out of the window by his bed.

He was pretty sure that he will be crazy by the time that Benjamin gets his own place back. He wasn’t sure what to do. He was sure that he was crazy, already. The thought of seeing Benjamin every damn day made him anxious as hell. He could already imagine what kind of thoughts living with the man was going to bring up given what he imagined currently with him living in another city about fifteen minutes across town.

He was pretty sure he was fucked. Unfortunately not the way he wanted to be fucked.

Noah was sitting by the pool, his THC vape in his hand and a miller light sitting on the table beside the lounge chair. He was kicked back under the umbrella in his mom’s chair, just enjoying the day and smoking up. It was getting close to night time now, and he wasn’t sure exactly how much longer he had until he had to go to work, but he knew that this time would be appreciated later because he was working after the assistant manager today and he was not the most hard-working employee there. He only wanted to be on second shift so he could go home and play video games all night and eat Cheetos and drink mountain dew by the twelve pack.

Just before he’d leave for the night he’d spend like fifteen bucks a night on bags of Cheetos, and a twelve-pack of mountain dew. Every single night. And if he didn’t work one day, he’d come by and get Cheetos and mountain dew. Once in a while, his girlfriend would come in with him and she’d look around the store and grab a candy bar. She always looked really happy to be with him, but he didn’t much see the attraction.

He wasn’t unfit, or ugly by any means but he was just regular and she was spectacular. It was like seeing Kim Kardashian with some regular dude she met at McDonald’s. It just didn’t seem likely or make much sense but if they were happy together it wasn’t his place to judge.

When the alarm for him to get ready for work went off he heaved himself up out of the chair and sighed deeply, looking back with a feeling of mourning for the comfort of laying there. He momentarily considered calling out but he decided he better not because he didn’t want to get into trouble for a late call out. Or have them make him visit a doctor just to find out that low and behold he is fine and healthy. And doesn’t need nor deserve a doctor’s note. He sighed again and walked down to his separate entrance straight to his bedroom and left the door open.

He hardly bothered to close the thing, even when he was getting dressed because honestly it never mattered much. His parents barely came out the back door if they were home, and his sister played in the front yard because she couldn’t swim yet and they didn’t want to risk her falling in and hurting herself. The only door any of them ever use is the basement door that leads down to his room, and they know to knock first for that one.

He flew out of his bathing suit, put on his uniform, and straightened his hair. He then put his sneakers on. He had showered when he first got up that morning–or well afternoon, he guessed, because it was his morning but everyone else’s afternoon. He smirked a little and grabbed his wallet, pushing it into his back pocket and grabbing his keys. He grabbed his backpack and flung it onto his shoulder and started his way up the stairs.

He was anxious to get out of the house before Benjamin had gotten home. Dammit, he thought, glancing down at the door. He ran down the stairs, nearly running straight into his television stand but catching himself at the perfect moment. He sighed deeply and shut and locked the door. He then ran back towards the stairs straight up them, and out through the living room. He nearly plowed right into Benjamin who was walking in from the front door. He wasn’t initially sure why the man wasn’t using the garage entrance but then he’d remembered that he parked in the garage, therefore the man couldn’t park his car there. He felt guilty for a minute and then realized he was about to leave.

“Here, I’m leaving you can have my spot.” He offered quickly.

“Oh, it’s fine I’ve got somewhere else to go a little later on anyway, so it’s fine where it is. Have a spectacular night at work, Noah.” He said, and Noah’s heart raced at the sound of him saying his name. Noah’s cock immediately jumped to attention and it drew a blush to his face and gave him a sense of urgency to flee, so that’s just what he set out to do.

“Ummm… you too. Goodnight Benjamin!” He said, heading out the garage exit and shutting it quickly behind him. Though he heard a muffled response, he wasn’t sure what it was and in his mind, he could pretend it was the guy talking to someone else so that if his dad said something to him he could claim he just hadn’t heard the guy say anything to him, and it’d be technically true.

He breathed a heavy sigh of relief as he tossed his backpack in the passenger seat and started his car. On his way to work now, he could finally relax a little because Benjamin didn’t know where he worked, so it was the only time that he didn’t have to worry about seeing him. He grinned as he pulled out of the driveway and hit the play button on his car’s radio, starting up the song he’d had playing when he was in his car last.

He glanced at the clock and saw that he was going to be like thirty minutes early so he could hit his vape pen a couple of times before going in and then he’d have a great night because he could stay high the whole time and just work his ass off so when he went home he could pour himself into bed and be too tired to think about anything other than watching the back of his eyelids.

Three hours into the night disaster happened. Some idiot drove off with the fucking hose and dispenser in their car and when they drove off they pulled the damn hose and carried it with them. So gas spilled everywhere under the carport where people pumped their gas. As if that wasn’t bad enough Noah had to put “Please don’t dispose of cigarettes on the ground” signs around where the spilled gas was and people kept throwing their cigarettes on the ground so he spent the next two hours anxiously staring out the window at the gas. He’d already poured the kitty litter on the gas, but it was still slightly flammable and right beside four gas pumps… explosions seemed like a really plausible thing to worry about.

The best part of the night was that it was pretty slow up until that point, and after midnight it’s usually hours before anybody else ventures in. He spent half the night doing his daily things–cleaning the cooler, stocking the coolers and shelves, sweeping, mopping, cleaning the bathrooms, taking out the trash, and just keeping an eye on everything. Sometimes he would have to sweep the parking lot, but most of the time he didn’t really have to. It was a whole lot easier to handle all the things he had to do on third than on any other shift because there were just so many people in and out.

It was a constant on weekday day shifts. He had hated that shift so much, just because he couldn’t stand just standing in one place for hours and hours checking people out. The hardest part was standing still on busy shifts while checking people out. He wasn’t sure why it was so horrible, but it really was.

A quiet ding sounded when the door opened, and he looked up and started to say hello when he saw Benjamin step into the gas station and pull down the hood of his jacket. His mask covered most of his face–damn pandemic was ruining his eye candy, he grouched to himself. He smiled a bit and realized that behind the mask he couldn’t be seen so if it was obvious he smiled he looked stupid. “I thought you worked at the other one on maple.” He stammered, glancing around the store uncomfortably.

“I told dad that’s the one I work at because it’s safer. This one is what dad would call a ‘death trap’ because it’s off the highway.” Noah explained cautiously, glancing around. He really didn’t want to keep having this conversation but he was at work and couldn’t escape the conversation. He was so frustrated with himself because he just needed to get a grip. He’d never acted so silly and childish around anyone before, there was no reason to start now. Benjamin put his hands in his pockets and sighed deeply.

“Well, okay then.” He said and started to turn around.

“Wait, what?” Noah questioned. “Why are you leaving? You came here for something.” Benjamin turned back around and shrugged a bit. “I don’t think you need to be ashamed about buying anything, it’s a gas station, not a drug store.” Noah joked a little.

Benjamin smiled a bit. “Drug stores do feel a little more… judgemental when you’re coming in at three am.” He responded, taking a step towards the condoms section. Noah sighed deeply and followed the man with his eyes. He couldn’t help himself, the man was so attractive he couldn’t help but stare. He wanted that man to fuck him, he couldn’t help it. It was almost like he just had to have him. Everything about Benjamin made him nervous, but he craved him so much. He felt a moment of helplessness and confusion.

He just wanted to cry sometimes, he didn’t understand his own emotions sometimes. He always felt so confused, and now that he was standing in front of Benjamin while he purchases condoms, he didn’t really know how to feel. He was curious about the kind the man would prefer, or if he preferred none at all. Noah found himself leaning forward on the counter a little, sighing deeply as he pictured the taller man holding him flush against his body, grinding their bodies together in a mess of sweat and skin. He could practically feel the breath on his skin and smell the overwhelmingly sexy scent wafting off the man when he got too close.

He couldn’t help himself, he wanted him. He was old enough to satisfy some part of Noah that he didn’t really want to process at the moment, but he was fit enough that he still looked really good. He definitely wasn’t a bodybuilder, but Noah didn’t really want that type of guy anyway. He wanted someone real.

He blinked suddenly as a palm waved in front of his face and he jumped back. He was startled, not only because Benjamin was standing two feet away from him, nothing keeping him from being judged but a mask, and nothing protecting his ego but the flimsy plastic sheet they put to “help limit the spread of germs” or something stupid like that, but because it was the first time he’d ever thought of the man as more than just a sexual conquest and that was very frightening. Noah really didn’t understand what they think a plastic sheet is gonna do though, but whatever he guessed. It wasn’t his money.

Benjamin was standing in front of him a pack of condoms and a bottle of cheap wine from the section in the back corner that Jenny calls the ‘Valentine’s day can be any time’ aisle. She said it mainly to be sarcastic because everything back there was cheap as hell and would be pretty terrible to take to a girl on a first date or just to hookup. But, the wine he’d picked out actually wasn’t bad at all. he’d drank it a couple of times because he didn’t want to spend a shit ton of money on wine. It was actually pretty good.

He took the stuff, rang it up and took Ben’s ID, and scanned it in the computer. It beeped, verifying that he was old enough to purchase the alcohol. He handed Benjamin’s ID back to him and bit his lip, waiting on him to pay while he put the wine and condoms in the bag. “Can I get forty dollars of gas on pump three?” He asked, turning around and looking at the pump he’d parked at.

“Actually no, you’ll have to pick a different pump. Some jackass drove off with the damn hose still in their car and fucked that pump up.” Noah explained, and Benjamin laughed. “I suggest four, it’s far enough away you can probably keep from exploding if someone throws down a cigarette too close to the gas.”

“You’d think they’d be careful, but I obviously didn’t pay too much attention myself, so what can I really say,” Ben said, rolling his eyes. “Four is fine,” He said, and Noah nodded, putting the gas on pump four instead. He found himself taking the money from the man and sighing and breath of relief. Noah was happy the man was about to be out of the store and away from him. His mind needed a minute to calm down because it was working in overdrive.

“It’s colder than all hell out there.” He said, and Noah nodded at him, biting his lip behind his mask. It was a really good thing that Benjamin couldn’t see the faces he was making under the mask because he would really be caught then. He felt a surge of momentary appreciation for the pandemic before it was washed away quickly.

“It’s November, it’s supposed to be pretty cold, I think anyway,” Noah said, and he shrugged a bit.

“I prefer the warmer states, like California,” Benjamin explained, and Noah nodded his head and had to agree–he hated the cold winters. It was horrible, and he really hated being cold. He was small, pretty petite for a guy and it was unsettling that he was going to shiver his way through every winter event that takes place outside. He had hated Christmas tree shopping every year since he was seven because of it.

“Christmas in California seems nice. A lot like heaven. I hate cold winters. I just stay too cold all the time, it’s miserable.” Noah explained, and Benjamin nodded.

“I just like the sun–it’s not so much the weather or the coldness that bothers me, it’s just the sun never being visible is depressing on a good day,” Benjamin said.

“I guess, I never thought of it, really,” Noah said, and Ben nodded.

“You grew up here, you’re used to it. If you ever live somewhere where it’s not normal you’ll notice what I’m saying.” He said and picked up his bag. “Good night, Noah. See ya at the house in the morning.”

“Good night, Benjamin,” Noah said. He smirked a little and looked over Noah before he walked out of the store and moved his car to the next pump. Noah breathed a sigh of relief and shrank back into the rolly chair that they kept there for dead shifts like this. He thought he was going to die in that short amount of time that Benjamin was in the store. He needed to get a grip, really, he was being ridiculous.

Noah was remiss, sitting behind the counter of his job somewhere between excited that Benjamin was about to come in, and angry that he couldn’t even escape the man when he was at work anymore. For the past five nights straight he’d come in. Same time, to get just something random. After three nights he bought another pack of condoms, so tonight that’d probably be something on his list, again. Noah wasn’t sure why Ben kept coming into the store, he didn’t quite understand it.

Noah figured it was probably because it was on the way to whoever’s house he’s using the condoms at. He glared a little at the screen in front of him that read 2:55 AM, sealing his fate. He knew that the first shift person still had three hours before work, there was no possibility of someone turning up before Ben showed up. He sighed deeply and looked around the store helplessly. He knew he’d get into trouble when his boss got there in the morning if he hid in the bathroom. He really didn’t want to get himself in trouble, so he had to do what he had to do. Noah just wanted to scream.

He felt like a trapped animal. There was nowhere he could hide, nowhere he could escape to. So he was forced to communicate with the man, he was forced to get closer to him and… in turn, it was making it even more difficult to deny that he was gaining feelings for the older man. It made him want to cry, really. He felt certain that there was no way the man would ever be interested in someone like him–and he felt like even if Benjamin was interested in him, his dad would be a pretty good reason not to proceed further.

It was like a movie, where he was destined to watch the person he was attracted to be so unattainable. He was both embarrassed and upset. It was frustrating. The tell-tale jingle of the bell at the door alerted Noah that someone was coming in and he looked up in a hurry to see the man he’d been anticipating. He wasn’t sure if it was good anticipation or bad anticipation, but it was something.

“Hey, Noah. How’s work been?” Benjamin asked walking over to the cooler and grabbing out a bottle of water and a giant can of Pepsi.

“Good, I guess,” Noah said and looked around the room again. He didn’t know exactly what he was looking for, but he was looking for something. He just didn’t want to look at the man shopping around. He knew he’d have to at the end, and that was enough to make him miserably hard for the rest of his night.

He contemplated taking a nap in his car after Benjamin left, but he didn’t want to risk sleeping through a customer. He’d only ever done it one time, but he was paranoid for six months after that. It was so stressful to feel like every day you’re going to get into trouble for something but you just don’t know when it’s gonna come. It’s Noah’s worst nightmare, and he’d never do that again if he could help it.

He could just go smoke in his car until someone else came in. For the most part, it was about every two hours, he could have a really nice buzz going before someone else came in and he could just spend his time after that cleaning up the store. It may give him a little assistance with his problem after he spends a few minutes with Benjamin.

Benjamin walked up to the counter and sat his stuff on the counter, looking over Noah. Noah blushed and was once again thankful for a pandemic causing him to have to wear a mask. He couldn’t help but be glad it wasn’t obvious that he was blushing because the man just looked at him. He felt the urge to smack himself, angry at how he acted around Benjamin. He was ruining his chances to appear like an adult to the man he wanted so desperately to pay attention to him. He started ringing up Benjamin’s stuff, working on putting everything in a bag. “A pack of Marlboro menthol 100’s.” He asked, and Noah raised an eyebrow and grabbed them off the shelf, and rung them up. Benjamin took out his license and handed it to him, Noah swiped it quickly and handed it back to him.

“Want to smoke one with me?” He asked curiously, and Noah bit his lip. On one hand, he had been waiting so long for him to leave, but he also wanted to spend time with the man. He sighed and nodded, figuring that it was going to be a few minutes before he left anyway. He wanted to smoke anyway, so he may as well.

Noah grabbed his vape off the charger and followed Benjamin outside to smoke a cigarette and maybe hit on his vape a couple of times. He wasn’t able to really do anything else, anyway. He was so tired of being so stupid around the man, he was about ready to just lose all care and concern and just do whatever he wanted to.

Benjamin opened the pack of cigarettes and took two out and handed one to Noah. “I won’t tell your dad.” He teased as Noah took it. Noah had hesitated for a minute, but it wasn’t because he was nervous about his dad finding out he smoked a cigarette, it was more the feeling he got being alone with him. He hadn’t been alone without cameras on the two of them for days and it was nerve-wracking.

“I don’t care if you do,” Noah said, rolling his eyes. “It’s not my dad’s choice if I have an occasional cigarette.” He said and shrugged a little. He was being honest, it wasn’t his dad’s business and he thinks that his dad would understand that.

“I don’t guess it is, you’re right.” He said and glanced over at me. Noah nodded his head, he was a little bit nervous. He didn’t really know what to say to the man. “So what are you doing tomorrow afternoon?” Benjamin asked.

“I’m sleeping, I have the night off so I’m going to sleep until late in the afternoon and go out to a bar with some friends,” Noah said, and Ben nodded his head.

“I was going to ask if you’d consider coming to a business event with me, but if you’ve got other plans that’s fine,” Benjamin said, flicking the ash off of his cigarette.

“What kind of business event?” Noah asked curiously.

“It’s just a Christmas event, where they are assigning bonuses and stuff to the higher-ups,” Benjamin explained, and Noah nodded. “This is just the first year I’ll be going there alone,” Benjamin said and took a drag on the cigarette.

“Didn’t you quit smoking?” Noah asked curiously.

“Mindy didn’t like it, so I stopped,” Benjamin explained. “It’s a little less hard to deny the urge for a cigarette when I can’t look at her and remember why I quit, to begin with.” Noah nodded a bit and shrugged.

“I’m not judging you, I just remembered dad saying you quit,” Noah said, and shook his head. “It’s completely understandable. What happened?” Noah ventured to ask.

“Mindy and I had… irreconcilable differences.” He said and shrugged. “She cheated on me, and I emotionally let her go. Things just weren’t the same after that.” Noah nodded, thinking about his own girlfriend sleeping at her house. She didn’t have a clue he was gay, he figured but it never really seemed to matter because he never planned on coming out. He figured he’d probably just settle for hookups at night when he was away on business, and keep her happy when he was home. He knew it was probably screwed up, but he just didn’t think he’d ever feel comfortable being open about being gay, and she wasn’t horrible he enjoyed her company enough that he could deal with being with her forever since he didn’t want to be open about his sexuality. “What about your girlfriend?”

“She’s just at her parents right now,” Noah explained. “She went back for the holidays. She’ll be back sometime after Christmas.”

“You don’t seem to mind too much,” He noted, and Noah shrugged, looking around the empty parking lot.

“I don’t mind. She enjoys her family time and I enjoy the freedom. If she was here I wouldn’t be able to go out to the bar or anything, because she wants to hang out like every day.” Noah said, and Benjamin nodded.

“It can be fun to spend every day with someone if you love them enough,” Benjamin said, looking over at Noah. Noah nodded his head and shrugged a bit. He wasn’t sure how to respond to that because he couldn’t say that he agreed, or knew either way because he didn’t understand. He had never felt that way about anyone before. He was unsure how to really go about saying anything to him at all. He felt a moment of guilt because he was kind of leading his girlfriend on in a similar way that Ben’s wife had led him on. It was sad and embarrassing to Noah.

“I guess so, yeah,” Noah responded. “Yeah, I’ll go to the event with you.” He said as he turned around and walked to the store.

“You will?” Benjamin asked, following Noah back towards the store. Benjamin grabbed his arm as he started to open the door and Noah smiled a little as Benjamin turned him around. He was right there, so close to Ben that he could hear his heartbeat pounding in his chest. He could smell the man’s breath which smelled minty and a little like cigarette smoke. He usually would’ve made a face but he couldn’t control anything at the moment. He was so close to the man, he couldn’t imagine where he ended and Benjamin began.

“I will,” Noah said, and Ben smiled a little, and nodded his head. Noah felt his knees weaken and he couldn’t help but want more. It was so tempting to lean closer to the man. To seek comfort in his strength. But Noah couldn’t exactly do that, so he held his breath for a minute and forced his pulse to slow down. “Goodnight, Ben.” It was the first time he’d ever called the man Ben before, and he couldn’t help but wonder if it felt the same for Benjamin as it did for Noah to say it.

It felt familiar, romantic in some way he didn’t know how to explain. “Goodnight, Noah,” Ben said and let him go, a soft smile tracing the corners of his mouth.

The two parted ways, Noah feeling anxious but excited about spending more time with Benjamin. Noah bit his lip and looked away from where the man was getting into his car. He felt nervous about spending time with his dad’s best friend in public. Would people think it was weird? Would that be suspicious? Would it become obvious that he was gay if he did it? He didn’t have a choice anymore though, he’d already agreed to go and he couldn’t disappoint the man so he’d just have to suck it up.

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The work event that Benjamin had invited Noah to, had come quicker than Noah had expected. He didn’t have time to smoke before they left, so he’d have to just fake it till he made it instead of relying on the weed to keep him calm enough not to embarrass himself. He hoped that when he walked into the event, he had a fever or something so he could leave without hurting Benjamin’s feelings. He just couldn’t relax around the man, and it was becoming a real problem. The more time he spent around Benjamin the less anxious he got, though, so he guessed it would play out in the end.

Noah put on his best pants, shirt, and tie, with his nicest pair of shoes. He wasn’t sure what kind of event it was, he hadn’t found out too much about it the night before, so he wasn’t sure but he imagined that if nothing else he’d look like a rich douche bag. He wasn’t too worried about his own reputation, but he didn’t want to embarrass Benjamin at work. He felt like Benjamin may have made a bad decision inviting him, he had no idea what to think about the reason behind him asking.

Benjamin showed up at the basement door around eight-thirty, and Noah had just finished getting dressed and putting his shoes on. He felt really confident, and it was unnatural. He wasn’t sure exactly what to say to the man because he didn’t want to be weird. “You look great. You have great taste.” Benjamin complimented. Noah blushed a little bit and shrugged, a smile forcing its way onto his face.

“Thanks, you too!” Noah said, grabbing his wallet and keys. He slipped them in his back pocket and headed over towards the door. Benjamin opened the door for him and let him out first. The door shutting behind them made Noah jump for a moment.

“It’ll be a few minutes, it takes a little while to get there. You can control the radio.” Benjamin offered, pulling out a cigarette. “Sorry, do you mind?” He asked as he nodded, looking at him. Noah shrugged a bit.

“Nah, go ahead,” Noah said, and Benjamin smiled a little. “So, I’m gonna vape,” Noah said, and Ben shrugged.

“Fine by me,” Ben said, and Noah pulled his pen out of his pocket and hit it quickly. “You have to let me hit that when we get there. I’ve heard they are good to help you quit smoking. I guess in my case, again.” Ben said, a look of embarrassment crossing his face.

“I don’t think you want to,” Noah said, and Ben raised his eyebrow a little bit.

“Why?” Ben asked, and Noah bit his lip.

“Well, it’s just… a lot… more of a head rush than you’d be used to.” He said, hoping that the man would get the image that it wasn’t a good idea, and would back off.

“Oh, it’s not nicotine.” He deadpanned, rolling his eyes. “Gotcha.” Noah thought the man was laughing a little bit, but he couldn’t tell because it was dark outside already and he didn’t have anything to light up the car so that he could see the man and he wasn’t making much noise so he wasn’t going to get a clue that way.

“Yeah… I mean you can hit it if you want to, but I figure you should at least know what you are getting yourself into before you hit it.” Noah said and Benjamin laughed a little bit and shrugged his shoulders.

“I don’t mind. I have smoked weed a few times in the past.” He laughed. “And by a few times I mean, I have smoked a lot of weed.”

“Really? I kinda pictured you and my dad as those two kids who never did anything wrong.” Noah said surprised, and Benjamin shrugged a bit.

“Your dad wasn’t always such a stickler for the rules. I’ve never been a stickler for the rules myself.” Benjamin teased.

“I’m not a stickler for the rules either,” Noah smirked a little bit, blushing when he realized how suggestive that sounded coming out of his mouth. Perhaps it was just because he was in his own head and knew what he’d thought about at 7 AM this morning, when he’d gotten off work and fantasized about Ben throwing him down on his bed after stripping him and having sex with the man until the two of them were both dripping with sweat and cum. He sure hoped that the older man couldn’t read thoughts, because he’d never be able to show his face again if he could.

“That’s good to know,” Benjamin teased him further, making Noah blush and look out the window. The rest of the drive was littered with small talk about the weather, gas prices, and how big the moon was that night. The pair was ready to get out by the time that they stood up out of the car and headed towards the entrance.

“I appreciate you coming,” Benjamin said, offering Noah his arm. Noah hesitated for a moment, his mind racing. What did the offering of the arm mean? In all the older romance movies he’d seen that was a way that a man laid claim on the girl he was taking to a party or something. After a moment of hesitation, Noah took his offered arm and allowed himself to be led into Ben’s work. He bit his lip and lowered his eyes away from everyone who was staring as they walked in. He was sure that it looked a little strange to the outsiders in the situation and they probably were just as confused by the mixed signals that the man was sending out as Noah was.

“It’s no problem,” Noah said finally, looking around the room hesitantly. It was almost like he expected his dad to be there, even though the two men worked at completely different places under different professions. He was uneasy in public sight with a man, but he felt almost right being around the man. He wasn’t sure what was going on in his head. Benjamin handed him a drink–something in a wine glass that tasted delicious.

A couple of Benjamin’s colleagues came over and started talking to him, so Noah grabbed another glass of wine and walked over to where he was alone. He watched Benjamin from a slight distance, staying where the man could find him if he really wanted to. Ben was holding his wine glass in his hand and taking sips all throughout whatever they were discussing.

Noah picked up another drink off the table as the man talked. He hadn’t intended to drink tonight, he didn’t figure this was the time or place to have his mind altered any but he had to have something to calm his nerves a little bit. He could handle the wine, he’d been drinking since he was around sixteen anyway, it wasn’t that big of a deal to him. At least until he was pouring down his fifth glass of wine and leaning back against the wall, a buzz racing up and down his body.

He felt weak but in a good way. He could still see Benjamin, who he kept catching looking over at him. Noah felt like he’d probably noticed how many glasses of wine he’d snuck while Ben was talking and he knew he’d probably get scolded when he got over there. Ben made a gesture and started over towards him, making his heart race. Ben came over and offered him his hand. “Would you like to dance?” Ben asked, and Noah looked around.

Other people were dancing around to songs, in the large room he figured was probably some sort of theater or dining hall with an entertainment stage. “Sure.” Noah relented after a moment’s hesitation. He wanted to feel the man closer to him, and he was just tipsy enough to be okay with the fact that they were in such a public place.

He didn’t care at the moment what anyone would think of him, he was just focused on feeling the man’s hard, warm body against his. The clothing was an unfortunate side effect of the public being there but he didn’t figure he’d ever get the chance again so he was not about to miss out on it. He let Ben pull him out into the room where the others were dancing, and felt the man pull him closer to him. He found a momentary sense of comfort in the man’s arms. They slow danced for a few minutes in silence.

“How long have you known?” Benjamin asked him curiously, leaning down to whisper the words in his ear.

“Known what?” Noah squeaked a little, startled at the warmth of his breath on his ear and the sense of ecstasy that washed over him. He had never been that responsive to someone’s touch before and he was sure that he was going to lose his footing if it wasn’t for the man holding him up by his waist as they moved together.

“Known you were gay,” Benjamin asked, and Noah pivoted out of the man’s arms immediately shocked. “Settle down, I’ve not told your dad anything else have I? Why would I start now?” Noah bit his lip and glanced down at his arm.

“I’ve known since I was like thirteen I guess,” Noah said, thinking back to the first time he’d found himself attracted to another guy and actually realizing what it meant. “Why?” He asked the man.

“I knew around then too, I’d say. At least, from what I remember.” He said, and Noah jumped for a minute and his head shot up to look into the man’s eyes. He never thought that he would see the day when Benjamin was whispering about being gay into his ear, while wine coursed through his veins in nearly mind-boggling levels. He was on the verge of exploding, his cock had gotten so hard at the touch and closeness of the man.

“Irreconcilable differences?” Noah ventured.

“Well, it’s pretty irreconcilable, isn’t it?” Ben teased. Noah shrugged a little and wrapped his arms around the man’s neck as he pulled him a little closer to him. “Your dad knows why we broke up,” Benjamin said after a moment.

“What did he have to say?” Noah asked hesitantly, unsure if he even wanted to know.

“Well, he’s letting me stay with him and your mom, isn’t he? So I’d say pretty accepting. He understands. Not to the same degree I do.” Benjamin said. “Don’t spend your whole life worrying about appearances, spend your life finding happiness.”

A couple of minutes of silence encompassed the pair, the silence actually giving them a moment to think–gather themselves. For a moment, Noah realized that he had one chance with Ben and that was tonight. He had to do something or he’d never get to have the man, even if it was just for a single night. He needed him, and he had to have him at least once–just to get a taste. He was curious about the man, and how he’d feel pressing against him. He needed to know what he was going to spend his life wanting.

Noah started to ask for another drink, but Benjamin smirked a little bit and shook his head. “I won’t touch you with someone else’s dick if you have a single glass of wine.” He whispered heatedly into Noah’s ear and his face flushed brightly and he looked around. He saw a couple of people staring at him and Ben, but he found that it really didn’t bother him as much as he expected it to in the beginning. He didn’t care.

“But you will if I don’t?” Noah asked, his voice coming out a little more husky than he’d intended for it too. The combination of the wine and the sheer amount of hormones racing through his body was enough to make his whole body tingle in anticipation and he was so ready to stop playing cat and mouse. He wanted the man, now.

“I may,” Benjamin said into his ear, letting his lips trace the shell of his ear. Noah squeaked and pulled away from the man.

“I need a bathroom, then,” Noah said, and Ben smirked a little. He pulled him by his hand to the exit and led him down the hallway. When Ben finally led him to the bathroom, he pushed him into the room and pressed him firmly against the wall, every inch of their bodies touching in the most delightful way that made Noah absolutely melt into the touch. He’d been so desperate for anything the man had to offer that he couldn’t help himself as he let the man kiss him.

Their lips danced slowly, in a quick and needy kiss. They were breathing each other’s air, hands trailing all over each other’s bodies, not a care in the world. Benjamin’s hands started pulling at the buttons on Noah’s button-down shirt and Noah whimpered. Ben’s cool hand reached into his shirt and teased his nipple a little bit, making Noah whine loudly.

“Is this a good place to do this?” Noah asked, his own hands desperately pushing at the buttons on the older man’s shirt. He was so ready for this he didn’t care if someone caught them, at least not at the moment. He may feel differently if they were caught. The threat of being caught though gave him a rush as he would never have imagined. He was so ready for the man to touch him, skin to skin. The feeling of the man pressing against him while they were dancing was almost too much before, and now the man had his hands running over his chest and his lips making tracks down his neck.

He moaned quietly, opening his eyes to look up at the man. Benjamin was staring right back at him, and he paused for a minute. “I’ll get a hotel room.” Benjamin panted, breaking their contact. The loss of contact made Noah feel cold, but the thought of what could happen in the hotel room was enough to keep him ready to go.

Benjamin quickly buttoned their clothes up, going as fast as he could before ushering the eighteen-year-old out of the bathroom. He headed straight for the exit, being stopped by a beautiful woman who was holding an envelope. “Ben, you missed the calling. Here’s your check.” The woman said, and Ben smiled and grabbed it.

“Thanks, Jen, you’re a gem! See you Monday.” Benjamin said, ushering Noah to move faster. The girl laughed a little and rolled her eyes. By the time she’d stopped laughing to respond, Ben had pushed Noah out of the building and was heading straight for his car. The pair hopped in and Ben sped to the closest hotel he could find.

He got a room from the first one that he found, and pushed Noah into it, slamming the door behind them. “Are you sure?” Benjamin asked one time, just to make sure. Noah nodded his head and glanced over at the man, taking off his shirt and toeing off his shoes. He sat down on the bed and stared at Ben. Ben smiled a little bit and took his own shirt off, walking towards Noah. It was a deliberate walk, and Noah found it attractive as hell. Ben sat down on the bed and pulled Noah over to him, making the boy straddle his hips. Noah moaned quietly and rubbed instinctively against the erection underneath him.

Ben grabbed his dick through his underwear and slowly ran his palm up and down his length, making Noah shiver and let out a moan. Their lips connected once again and they started rubbing against each other, desperate to feel skin contact anywhere they could. It didn’t take long for Ben to start running his hands over the boy’s warm body, slipping his hands into his underwear and grabbing his ass.

Noah found himself with his pants around his thighs, anxiously thrusting his hips in time with the movements of Ben’s body, loving the feeling of his dick rubbing against the man’s chest. He was borderline going insane, he couldn’t stand the feeling of pure lust and adrenaline eating him up from the inside out. He was unable to think–all Noah knew at the moment was he wanted more. And more, and more. Until he’d taken everything the man had to offer.

“Fuck.” Noah whined, shifting up a little so that he could grab Ben’s dick out from behind his pants, and gasped when their dicks touched. It felt so much more erotic than Noah had imagined it to feel. He hadn’t known what it felt like to have another man hold you, rub against you and completely control everything just about, until the moment that he felt their members rub together in the most erotic way he thought possible.

Years of sex with his girlfriend had left him almost remiss about the whole thing. He wasn’t impressed, so he didn’t even think about sex unless it involved Ben. And he guessed he knew why now because the man was utterly breathtaking.

It didn’t take long for Ben to throw the boy onto his back, leaving Noah gasping and panting, shocked at the change of position. Ben stripped off his own pants, and reached for Noah’s, giving him a minute to decline before he pulled them off without a sound. Noah blushed as his whole body was bared to the man, but he didn’t mind the attention given the way the man was staring at him.

“You’re so fit,” Benjamin said, crawling between his legs and leaning down to kiss him. Noah blushed for a moment and lowered his eyes in embarrassment. He’d always felt like he looked gay, in some aspects. He’d seen the way gay guys were portrayed in movies, and he felt like he looked like most of the actors that played the roles. He knew it was silly, but up until that moment he’d been self-conscious of his appearance because of it. Under the heated eyes of the man he’d been lusting after for the longest time, he was ready and willing to do just about anything to have the man on top of him.

“You are too,” Noah gasped out, feeling the man rub against him. He was so horny, he just needed everything the man had at the moment right then. He wasn’t able to think about anything other than their intertwined bodies.

Noah had never seen a more attractive man in his life. The man reached into his wallet and pulled out a condom and a little packet of lube. Noah watched him anxiously, spreading his legs in anticipation. He’d never been this ready before in his life, nor had he been this horny before. Ben opened the pack of lube and grabbed the condom, opening it too. The man sat the condom down by Noah’s head, and put the lube on his fingers, and massaged it into his asshole.

When Noah felt a finger pushing at his asshole, he relaxed immediately and breathed through the feeling of discomfort that he’d come to expect. He’d masturbated plenty of times with his fingers–and some really nice dildos that he’d spent a fair bit of money too. He knew to just smile through the discomfort because it felt really good when you finally got adjusted. He was so tired of masturbating though, he was ecstatic that he was finally getting what he wanted with the man he’d been fantasizing about doing it with.

One finger quickly turned into two, and then three. Noah wasn’t even upset that the whole thing felt pretty rushed, he was just ready for anything and everything. He wasn’t willing to waste a moment of his time with the man. He was beyond ready to feel every inch of their bodies touching, and he was not about to beg for more foreplay. Sometimes he loved foreplay but right now, it just felt like it was something unimportant to him. The moment was already amazing, he didn’t need anything else to make it better.

Noah grabbed for the condom and put it on Benjamin’s dick, marveling at how amazing the man’s body looked up close and naked like this. He wasn’t sure how the man made forty look like nothing, but he really did. The only thing he’d noticed about the man that was ‘older’ was his hair, and that just made him sexier somehow. He wanted the man, with every ounce of his being.

His age was part of the appeal, he wasn’t quite sure why. Perhaps it was based on his deep-rooted need to please his father or have a father-like figure in his life. He didn’t really think the moment was right for contemplating why.

The man’s dick was pulsing in his hand, thick and hard, but velvety smooth to the touch, and his hair was shaved close at the base so it wouldn’t get in the way. It was the most amazing groom-job he’d ever seen. His own came out pretty good himself but he figured the man would be unshaven, for some reason. It was a nice surprise, that the man had trimmed everything up. It somehow made him seem more masculine almost, to Noah. Benjamin smirked and pressed the head of his dick to his hole.

Benjamin hesitated for a moment. “You’re still okay with this?” He asked one final time, and Noah nodded his head. Benjamin raised an eyebrow clearly indicating he expected words from Noah and not just a nod.

“God, yes. Just fuck me.” Noah moaned finally, deciding to just let go of his inhibitions. If he did something too embarrassing or out of line, he could always just claim he was drunker than he was to keep from humiliating himself. At least if he was drunk he wouldn’t be a complete disaster. Benjamin smirked a little, just a half of a smile that made Noah’s heart race.

Benjamin didn’t waste another second waiting for Noah, he started pushing into him slowly but surely. Noah gasped, the feeling of fullness beginning to overwhelm him. He loved this feeling so much, he wasn’t sure he could ever go back and do it any other way. He just loved the feeling of the man pushing deeper and deeper inside of him. Every slight movement made Noah’s body feel hazier than before and he wasn’t able to focus on anything but the feeling of Benjamin’s dick.

When he felt Benjamin’s hips press against his ass he sighed, not quite from pain but he wasn’t sure really how to describe it. It hurt a little bit, that was undeniable. However he wasn’t bothered by the pain, it felt good enough that it didn’t bother him. He wasn’t sure, really. It felt fucking spectacular though.

After a moment, Noah started whimpering and wiggling his hips in desperation. He just wanted Benjamin to move–to feel his dick move inside of him. He couldn’t stand the anticipation. He was breathless from the heat. It surrounded him, he wasn’t sure if it was coming from him or Benjamin, but Noah knew that it was all-encompassing. He was lost in the feeling of lust and desire that were taking over him.

Benjamin started moving in and out of him. A wave of pleasure washed over him with each movement of the man’s hips. He was going at just the right speed, just the right amount of pressure behind each thrust, and it was amazing. The man really knew how to move his body, and it was astoundingly pleasurable. He highly doubted he’d ever made his girlfriend feel this way before because he never really put that much effort in with her. It felt like Benjamin was playing his body like a violin. It was like the man had memorized every inch of Noah’s body, and he wasn’t sure how he could do that in just a few minutes but he had.

Noah felt like his body was on fire, it felt so different than he’d ever felt. he wasn’t forcing enjoyment, he just was feeling it. It was an earth-shaking pleasure, completely overwhelming in all of the best ways, and he was on the brink of cumming and they’d only just started.

Benjamin was keeping a steady pace, switching where he was aiming every couple minutes to gauge where the boy’s prostate was. He knew when he found it because Noah cried out loudly and dug his nails into his shoulders. Noah was shaking all over and he was hanging onto his orgasm with a very thin string, one that he was on the verge of losing hold of very quickly. He was overcome with pleasure, he could barely see.

His whole body was awash with passion and lust, his mind completely unfocused on anything other than the feeling of Benjamin’s body moving against his. He was lost, consumed in the fiery touch of his lover’s touch and body. He wasn’t sure how more he could take, he was getting closer and closer to cumming that his body was just about to self-destruct if he didn’t cum. He groaned loudly, looking up at the man desperately.

He was immensely glad that they’d taken things to the hotel room instead of going at it like idiots in the bathroom. He loved the feeling of being held into a bed, feeling the man’s weight trapping him down and keeping him from escaping. He felt like the sexiest thing in the world with Benjamin’s hands on his body. He needed every single moment of contact he could get. “Please, Ben, I’m fucking close…” Noah cried out as he felt his limit being reached, and he was cumming. He found himself screaming–at least he thought he was screaming. He may have been saying something, but he wasn’t sure what.

It was the most amazing feeling he’d ever felt, and he couldn’t have thought up this feeling because he didn’t know how amazing it could feel to orgasm until that moment.

Benjamin was still moving on top of him, his movements getting more steady and harder as he chased his own orgasm. He loved the feeling of excitement that washed over him when he realized the man was about to cum. Noah started wiggling his hips, pushing them back into the man’s thrusts. He had been so consumed with lust at first he hadn’t even thought of doing anything to pleasure Ben, but now that he was thinking clearly he fully planned to help the man orgasm as he’d never orgasmed before.

Benjamin buried his face in Noah’s neck, moaning softly and biting down on him. Noah whimpered at the feeling, surprised at how amazing it felt to have the man sink his teeth into him. He moaned softly, moving his body in time with Benjamin’s. At this point he was desperate to feel the man cum, he wasn’t ready to cum again. He needed to feel Benjamin cum, he needed to know that he’d caused the man to lose complete control.

It only took a couple more minutes for Benjamin to finally cum, burying himself inside of Noah and cumming for all he was worth. He was biting down on Noah the whole time, keeping his noises quiet and personal between the two of them. He found it much more pleasurable to keep things between him and his partner than to make loud noises, however, he loved for his partner to be loud and voice their opinions.

Benjamin found himself settling into place on top of Noah, exhausted and thrilled at the fact that he’d finally gotten the boy. He noticed him when he turned eighteen, and he hadn’t been able to think about anyone else but him. He was enchanted with the boy’s subtle and shy brilliance and self-consciousness. He loved to see the blush spread up his cheeks and to hear him stammer anxiously over what to say when he didn’t know. It was incredibly fascinating to Ben that Noah was the smartest, most sophisticated man he’d ever met and he was still so young. Benjamin hadn’t connected with someone else so completely in a long time and he loved it. He settled into bed beside Noah, slipping his eyes shut and sighing deeply.

Noah found himself shuffling closer to the man and resting his head on his chest. He was incredibly satisfied and pleased, laying there in the room with the man he’d finally gotten to have sex with. Somehow he knew once would never be enough for him, and he hoped Ben felt the same way.

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When Noah crawled into bed that morning, he was exhausted and ready to sleep for the next six years. He and Benjamin had spent the whole night with each other, taking time to explore each other’s bodies to the fullest. Noah was surprised that he felt like he needed to go do something to let lose because he had been so high strung the entire night.

He really needed to talk to Amber and tell her that they were over. He didn’t feel right about lying to her after he actually acted out his wishes. He hadn’t realized how truly awful it felt to know he’d done something so wrong. No matter how good it felt, he still was bothered by the fact that he had done it. What he had already done there was nothing he could do about, but he could prevent her from being hurt again by him.

So he curled up in bed, deciding to take a nap and then call her and talk to her. He didn’t know yet what he’d tell her, but he knew that he’d figure it out because he couldn’t spend the rest of his life lying to her. Despite not being romantically in love with Amber, he did actually love her like a best friend and he couldn’t stand the thought that he had done something to hurt her. He had never imagined that it’d feel so awful to cheat on her, but he was kind of glad that it did. He realized after it all was over that just because she didn’t know for sure, she could always think it. She could always feel like it was her fault, something she had done. She could even think I just cheated on her with a woman and it wasn’t like that at all.

Honestly, if it had been anyone else but Benjamin he probably would’ve said no–maybe not in the future, he couldn’t tell that for sure. If anyone else had of came onto him he would’ve declined, mainly because he wasn’t sure about everything yet but he knew that the feeling he’d gotten from Benjamin last night was something that he could never forget, nor live without. He couldn’t spend the rest of his life feeling ashamed.

Benjamin was right–there’s nothing really to be ashamed about, nor was there anything to worry about with appearances either. Because at the end of the day, only your family and friends matter. Noah knew his friends would not care either way and now that he’d talked to Benjamin he knew his dad wouldn’t either.

Noah felt free, for the first time in his life. He felt the taste of true freedom. He was alive with excitement at the prospects of his future. His phone dinged and he picked it up. A number that wasn’t in his contacts yet had sent him a message: Hey Noah, had an amazing time with you last night. Let’s do it again sometime. Excitement raced in his chest as he buried his face in his pillow for a minute to stifle his need to smile.

He sent back a quick You bet! Sunday at 9? He got a smiley face and a thumbs up in response, with a message saying he had to get to work now, but he’d text him later. Noah reached up to his arms where the man’s hoodie was on his body, hanging loosely around his frame while he laid there. He felt so safe in the hoodie he’d intentionally taken, with a very small intention of giving it back. He didn’t think it was likely. He sighed and sat his phone down on the bed beside him and forced his mind to shut off so he could get some sleep.

After a couple of hits on his pen, things were starting to get hazier and hazier until he finally fell asleep, with a happiness he hadn’t felt in a long time pooling in his chest. He couldn’t wait to see the man again, and hopefully, have more sex because that was fucking amazing, and Noah could still feel Benjamin on his skin. Noah was absolutely star-struck by the man, and he couldn’t wait until Sunday night to come.