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Subject: Ben Storm Chapter 4 gay/adult-youth Ben Storm ?St. Willie Your author lives in a land where many languages are used, the words and phrases are slightly different in this non-ageist, fictional tale of men and boys. I ask your patience with the English as you enjoy a story about innocence and love facing the machinations of greed. Your patience is requested along with an email containing your comments. SmokinHenry@protonmail Forwarding a donation to Nifty is more than acceptable as fty/donate.html xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Loneliness, a relatively easy term to describe but yet one of the worst feelings to live with. Show me a man, women or child that have not experience that feeling and I will show you a lair. For most it a short term feeling but for some its a feeling that they need to live by for days, weeks, months or even years. A feeling that makes you feel pain deep inside of you that drives you to tears silently at night with your face burred in your pillow, that makes you live life as a robot day in and day out. One can be surrounded by millions, but without one loving you for who you are, the feeling of loneliness creeps like a thief in the night and hitting you over the head with a 4-pound hammer. BEN STORM Chapter 4 Ben woke with the sound of water running and needed a toilet quickly, there was no time for knocking as he barged in the bathroom, straight for the toilet. He dropped his jeans to his knees and let out a sigh of relief as he let go. Steve stood in the shower behind Ben not really knowing what to do, he looked at the boy round full butt, and waited till Ben was finished before he cleared his throat. Ben jumped from fright and his jeans lowered itself to the ankles, tripping him so that he ended up on his knees in front of the shower. Steve jumped out the shower to keep the boy from falling on his face. The end result was Ben's face was inches away from Steve soft, clean shaven, uncut 5-inch penis. "Are you ok?" Steve asked while lowering himself to help Ben up. "Yea, sorry didn't knew you were in here." Ben said but he did not look at Steve's eyes, he rather followed the penis as Steve lowered himself. "You sure?" Steve asked again, while helping the boy to his feet. Both of them burst out laughing, so much so that Ben sat back on the ground. Tears were flowing out his eyes, but this time it was not that of grief or pain, this time because he found the whole situation extremely funny. Steve looked at Ben and he could not believe that it is the same boy that he found last night. His laughter soon turned into a smile as he enjoyed what he was seeing, he felt good about himself in being able to be of help to someone. "It was like I was proposing to you or rather your penis." Ben said in between fits of laughter and Steve joined in again. When they calmed down Steve told Ben that he can take a shower now seeing that his almost undressed and himself has finished up. Ben agreed and got rid of the rest of his clothes. He took a good long shower with the warm water relaxing him, then he heard her voice inside his head. "Why you laughing, you fat faggot? Are you going to screw him as well, fat faggot?" His mood changed again, with the words `fat faggot' repeating over and over in his head. He got out the shower and dried himself before wrapping the towel around his waist. He walked in to the bedroom where Steve sat dressed already, Steve picked up on the negativity of the boy, he wondered what happened that upset him, but decided to not ask Ben about it, rather let him speak about it when he is good and ready. In just 24 hours Ben have come a far way, but was still troubled. Steve looked as Ben dressed himself, trying to hide his body from not only Steve but from himself as well. A light went up inside Steve and he thought he knew what was wrong this time and to talk about it would be the wrong thing to do now. What's the saying, actions speak louder than words. How is he going to do just that, he must still figure out, but in the meantime, he wants fun to be the number one priority. Steve decided that the 30 min walk to his father's house would bring them there just in time, the less time he spends there the better. Their bungalow is situated way to the left from the others in the resort, with a small hill hiding their's away so to speak. Crossing the hill, they could see that the resort is starting to fill up with families mostly, children playing in the play park and around the pool area and families sitting outside their bungalows around barbecue fires. Steve realized that they must still go buy supplies as it is all self-catering units, he does not want his dad to provide for them on a daily basis. With the clothes shopping yesterday he all forgotten about it. The road made a sharp left turn in the middle of the uşak escort resort and Ben stood still, he recognized a family that was busy unpacking their SUV, a father and son. Without a word Ben started running towards them and Steve could only follow wondering what was going on. "Why have you never come to visit?" Ben said loudly, crying, while hitting the stranger with a fist. Steve stood closer, ready to join in as well but the stranger just took Ben in his arms, holding him. "I am sorry Ben. I am so sorry." He said while Ben stopped hitting him and just hold on for dear life. Steve stood closer. "Good evening" Steve said while looking at Ben first then at the man. Six-foot tall with a body of a body builder, grey/brown hair, clean shaven but it was the eyes that caught his attention. He has seen those yes before, those dark blue inviting eyes. "Good evening." The man said and looked at Ben for answers. "Steve," Ben started while freeing himself from the man and stood in between them. "This is John's brother Pete, Pete this is Steve my, hmm, friend." Ben wanted to say teacher but Steve was no longer just a teacher for him. "Wait, what? John's brother?" Steve immediately knew now where he saw those eyes before, John's were the same "Pleased to meet you, sir." He was surprised to say the least. Pete looked from Ben to Steve and back to Ben. "He knows." Ben said to set Pete at ease. "Pleased to meet you." Pete and Steve shook hands "and this is Cody my... well no need to explain." Pete looked at Steve to see his reaction. Steve as well as Ben looked at the thin, blonde 13-year-old boy with the biggest brown eyes they'd seen in a long while. Cody stood next to Ben and they were the same height. The boys knew each other and were hugging, Steve did not know what to say or do but one thing was for sure, he needed to speak to him as soon as possible. "We have a supper appointment with my father at 7 sharp." Steve looked at his wrist watch, "Is it possible to meet up afterwards or in the morning? I would love to speak to you and looking at the boys I think they might enjoy it as well." "Yea, sure." Pete said and looked at Ben "You and me need to talk as well buddy, dang you look good boy. You lost weight?" "Thanks, no. I know what you're thinking. Steve is a friend, a friend that came." Steve could hear in Ben's voice that he was pissed off at Pete. Steve arranged that they will pop in after supper, he did not see that their appointment with his dad will even see dessert. The two of them started walking again and as soon as they were out of ear shot Steve asked, "Why you so cross at him? What is there that you did not tell me?" "He promised that he will visit me after the funeral, but he never came." Ben said and it was clear he did not want to speak more about him. "I see you and Cody like each other. At least the two of you can see each other again." Steve pointed out the obvious. "Yeah he is cool." Ben said. Steve did not ask any more questions. He was in deep thought, just like Ben. He was wondering on why Ben never said that Pete promised that he would visit. Pete knew about Ben's home situation and he knows what really happened on that fatal day. Biggest question, what is the odds that they will run into John's brother on vacation , and that here, where be brought Ben to get away from his mother. As they walked Ben was thinking about Pete, why was he here, why he never came for him or even tried to help him get out his mother's house as promised, he hated him for not coming, but as soon as he saw him, his hatred faded away. Pete was family to him, John's brother. They were 15 minutes late as they arrived at the big stone house standing on the other side of the resort, the garden gave the house privacy from the resort. They walked up the front stairs and as they went to knock on the door, a man in his 60's opened the door. He looked more like a biker than an owner of a resort, over six feet tall, meaty build, grey beard hanging to just below the neck, clean shaven head and the same green eyes as his son. They were invited in with a friendly, deep voice that surprised Ben for a second. "Hello, Son." The old man said while pulling his son in for a hug "I am so glad that you have come." "Hi, Dad." Steve said as he broke of the hug as soon as he could. "This is Ben, my student, Ben this is my dad, Jack." Ben looked at the man's awaiting hand and took a firm grip while greeting him. "Evening, sir" Ben could not feel his hand afterward, this man had brute strength. "The food is getting cold, let's sit down and enjoy, we can catch up while having our supper" Jack said while leading the way to the luxurious dining room. They sat down and Ben looked around, this place for him spelled money, everything he saw looked expensive, big 12 seat dining table with chairs made out van escort of a dark wood with golden cloth seat cushions and back. The chandelier hanging from the roof look like those he only saw in movies topped off with the art work on the walls having their own light source, just as in the museums. He looked in front of him on the table, he has never seen so many pure silver forks and knives, even two spoons on top, he did not know what to do and decided to follow Steve so he could not look stupid. "I have not eaten in here since your mother's illness." Jack said while a maid brought in their first dish, a bowl of butternut soup. Ben wondered what's the matter with Steve's mom as he never speaks about her, and Steve knew what Ben was thinking. "She is in a coma for 2 years now Ben, some virus infection after a vacation in central Africa. How is she doing now Jack?" Steve explained and asked. "Still the same, still the same." Jack started, "During your stay here we must speak about her, but not tonight. Tonight, we don't argue, please." Jack pleaded. "I told you a year ago to relieve her from her pain, if that is what you want to talk about." Steve said and Ben felt the tension growing in the room. After the soup bowls were cleared, the main course was served. A big T-bone steak with potatoes, greens and garlic bread. Ben followed Steve's lead in what fork and knife to use, he felt out of place like a fish out of water. Even with no words being spoken anymore, he could feel the tension between father and son growing. The looks they exchanged made him wonder when the bomb will explode. He did not have to wait much longer. "Jack, let's get this over with." Steve said while pushing his plate of food away "I am who I am, when are you going to get over it?" Ben looked at Steve, never knew he could get so mad. "Steve, stop please." Jack pleaded. "I have accepted it. It is just..." Jack looked over at Ben. "Jack he is a student, not a boyfriend as you think." Steve's anger grew with each second going past. "I was not saying that," Jack said but he himself was getting angry now, "Does he really want to know our family's private lives, does he need to hear about his teacher's private life?" "Jack, he knows about me, unlike you, he doesn't care about me being gay." Steve stood up in anger now, ready to beat his father to a pulp. Ben just sat there with big eyes. "I am not talking about you being gay or even about Greg," Jack stood up himself, Ben grew scared now, really scared. "I understand that all." "What do you understand, don't tell me lies about understanding when you hated me all my life." Ben saw tears starting to swell up in Steve's eyes and strangely, in Jack's eyes as well. "Bill told me everything," Jack looked at his son's stunned face when he spoke about his own brother "He told me about the games you two played when he babysat you" Jack said with tears in his eyes. "What, when did he say?" Steve asked in a soft voice while sitting down. He did not expect that response. "He told me last vacation he was here." Steve sat for a minute and his father was waiting on a reply, but he did not get it. Steve started shaking before he stood up again and walked out, taking Ben by the hand on his way. Jack still shouted that he understood but his son ignored him. Steve and Ben walked out the house towards the ocean, Ben struggled keeping up with his friend's big strides but he had to, he was pulled along. Soon they hit the beach did Steve turned right, away from the resort. Ben could hear Steve's light sobbing. They walked a good few minutes before Steve just sat down, releasing Ben's hand. Ben sat down next to him, not knowing what to do but just to hug his friend. "What does he understand? "Steve said while looking at Ben, "Does he understand I wanted it, I planned it, I could not wait to be alone with uncle Bill." Ben could hear the anger swelling up in Steve's voice again. "Does he understand that even at the age of 5, I knew I was gay, mom did understand, but not him." Ben pulled his friends head into his shoulder, stroking the fine grey hair, wondering on what to say. "Maybe you must give him a change to explain what he understands." Ben said instant regretting it as Steve pulled away looking at his surprisingly. "Does your mother understand?" Steve asked. "She hates me, she hates me for reminding her every day that I am her father's son." Ben was cut short. "It was her stepdad and they had an affair, that's different." He wanted to slap Ben for even thinking that he and his father must talk again. "She only knew one dad, and that was him." Ben was angry now, "Maybe he really does understand, maybe he really loves you, I wish my mom would just once hug me the way he did you." Ben said and he was speaking the truth what he saw, even though the two men had issues he could yalova escort still see the love the father had for his son. "What do you mean he loves me? I know he hates me." Steve said now in a calmer voice. "For fuck's sake teacher, he welcomes you with open arms, he makes sure that there is food for you, and if you did not notice, he called you his son. Not fat faggot like my mother, he wants to be with you, unlike my mother that chased me out the house with boiling water. Just give him a chance," Ben was really angry at his friend. He did not understand how deeply rooted his friend's pain was. "Yes son, please just 5 minutes please, after that you can tell me to go away and never speak again." It was Jack's voice coming from the dark dune behind them. Steve and Jack got a fright hearing his voice and both looked at the dune till Jacks silhouette appeared. As the figure grew larger and the features of Jack became more clear did Steve stood up with Ben doing the same. "Just 5 minutes Steve." Ben said while walking away "I beg of you." "Ok 5 minutes, but Ben stays, I want him to hear how this man hates me just like his mom hates him." Steve said while walking to his father, taking Ben's hand for support. "Son," Jack started and before Steve could cut him short, he continued. "I loved you since the day you were born, I wanted to protect you from everything in the world and I realized I was going about it wrongly." "How you mean wrongly?" Steve asked in a calm voice but Ben could feel the anger he had in him when he held on stronger to his hand. "I saw you and Greg growing closer and closer to each other," Jack started again. "I was thinking he was only using you for his own sexual desires and not giving you the time of day afterward, I thought he abused you sexually." "Well he did not, I loved him just as he loved me." Steve said with anger creeping in his voice again. "Yes, I know now, and to be honest I saw it when the two of you did everything to be together, no matter how hard I tried to keep you apart, it became an obsession with me that blinded me to the truth. When you returned from university and lived together, I should have spoken to you that I made a mistake, but I was too proud, too proud to say I made a mistake. But think for one moment that I was going through?" "What you mean going through?" Ben felt his friend's hand relaxing a bit and he was thankful of it as well, he started loosing his feelings in his fingers "Son, you were only 11, what should a 11-year-old know about real love and sex and all those things? You are my son and for as long as I am alive, I will protect you, that was my promise to you the day you took your first breath. Remember the law forbids those kinds of things, and I am just a father." Jack wanted to stand closer to his son but refrained his own instincts. "The only reason it's illegal is because people do not understand, it took them ages to accept gay people, saying that they were born that way, well I was born that way and I fell in love at age 11. You met mom when you and mom was only 8, you told us so many times that you just knew that she will be your wife one day, childhood sweethearts. That's what they call it, now why can't we as gay men and boys have the same right as straight people. But no, according to the so-called normal people we are sick people that deserve to die rather than to love or to be loved." Steve told his father, releasing years of anger while doing so. Ben took a few steps back as it was clear it was father and son now. "I understand that." Jack said taking one step closer to his son "I have a secret as well." "Don't tell me now that you have slept with men as well?" Steve thought his dad was trying to buy some sympathy now "When I caught Bill and that young boy, he reminded me that we used to do it as well when we were only boys. I was 10 and he 6. we did all kind of sexual stuff but I soon grew out of it when me and your mom started dating at the age 13. It is normal according the psychologists that boys experiment with each other at a young age, I never told her though that Bill still plays with young boys but figured that just maybe it's normal for boys to experiment with men as well." "You have seen a psychologist?" Steve could not believe his ears. "Yes, I have, because I love you son." Jack stood there hoping his son will forgive him. "Yes dad, to experiment is normal, to love is normal, but forcing one's sexual desires onto an unwilling person is called rape, no matter what age or gender the victim is, and I was willing to play games with uncle Bill, I wanted to do it." Steve said. "So please forgive me for what wrongs I have done to you?" Jack wanted so much that he could just hold his son and got what he was hoping on when Steve met his dad with a hug and tears. "I forgive you Dad." Steve cried into his father's neck. The purest love that one could get played off in front of Ben. That of the love that a father has for his son. To Be Continued. Please feel free to contact me with your thoughts, good or bad ail Thank you V. You know why.