Disclaimers – I do not own Ben 10 or any of its characters, nor do I own any of the movies that I mention in this story. So you can't sue me. Lol.

Chapter 1 A Surprise For Kevin

Kevin stood across the street from Tennyson's new house. Although, mansion would definitely be a better description. The place was built like a fortress, barbed-wire fence and password-protected gate included.

Fucking show off. He shook his head indulgently, still surprised that they had managed to become friends after all their years of fighting.

He walked over to the gate, entering his own personal access code that Ben had given him, telling him to come over whenever he wanted.

The gate rolled closed behind him quickly as he walked up the long driveway, doing the same at the door and going in when it opened.

"I'm upstairs, Kevin," Ben's voice spoke from the speaker in the entryway. "I'll be right down."

Kevin considered waiting, then shrugged and ascended the winding staircase to the second floor and going into Ben's room.


Ben turned his head as he heard his door open, his green eyes wide as he saw Kevin walk in. He yanked his pants up the rest of the way, doing up the zipper and grabbing his black t-shirt off the bed and pulling it over his head quickly.

"I asked you to wait downstairs," he said, dragging a comb through his wet, shoulder length brown hair.

"Not really. I heard you say that you would be right down. I didn't feel like waiting. You know that you take forever to get ready. You're like a girl."

"I am not," Ben snapped in annoyance. "Just because you'd look fine after swimming in a sewer doesn't mean everyone can."

Kevin didn't even notice his words, walking around the room and looking at all the books.

"I don't get you, Tennyson. You read all these sappy novels, yet you've never even been out on a date with a girl."

"Please don't start this again. I don't have time to date. The world needs me."

"I know that, but I don't see why you can't just go out once in a while with a pretty woman."

"Because I don't want to, alright? It's my birthday, and all I want to do tonight is watch movies and relax. I don't take many days off for myself, and I don't want to spend it getting drunk either. If that's weird, then I guess I'm weird."

"Alright. Calm down. I wasn't insulting you; I just think you would have more fun if you went out. How are you ever going to meet the one if you don't socialize?"

"I guess I won't."

"And you're really okay with that? You're one of the most sappy, hero-guys that I know."

"I have to be. I chose to be a hero. Maybe I didn't know completely what I was getting into all those years ago, but I'm going to stand behind my choice. It's who I am, and it's who I'll always be."

"Cut the hero-bull for a while, Ben. I want you to be happy, and the only way that's going to happen is if you get a girlfriend."

"Stop pushing me!" Ben yelled, finally snapping.

Kevin opened his mouth to speak, but he shook his head sharply.

"No, you just listen. This has been a long time coming. You want to know why I don't want a girlfriend? Because I don't like girls! You want to know why I'm not happy? Because I have to look at my best friend every day and pretend that that's all you are to me, a friend! You may hate me, and never speak to me again, but I can't do it anymore…"

He turned away, burying his face in his shaking hands.

"I love you, Kevin…"

Kevin stood frozen to the spot in shock, his mouth hanging open.

"God, Tennyson… I don't even know what to say… This is…"

"Crazy? Sick? Insane? Wrong? Well I don't care; I've heard it all before. I'm not the type to just go out with every man I see. I've never even gone out with another man before.

It's you that I want. It has always been you. I won't betray my feelings for you, even though their not returned. If that means that I have to die the 'virgin alien hero', then so be it. At least it will have meant something to someone other then me, even if my adoring fans don't really care about me at all."

"Fuck, Ben, only you could make admitting that you're gay into a declaration of love. And I was only going to say unexpected. Does Gwen know?"

"Who do you think held me while I cried after every time that you tried to kill me? Definitely not my grandfather. It had to be someone who wouldn't judge me."

"That was years ago, Ben. Just how long exactly have you wanted me?"

"Ever since the first day that I met you. I may not have known what I was feeling back then, but I know that I felt it, and I understand it now."

"I think that we should go watch movies."

"What?" Ben asked in surprise. "You mean that you're not leaving?"

"Of course not. What kind of best friend would I be if I didn't help you celebrate your eighteenth birthday? I need time to think about this, Ben, but I'm not going to leave you alone, especially not today. Running would only make this worse."

They walked to the room which Kevin jokingly referred to as Tennyson's mini-theater, Ben sinking down onto the couch as Kevin went to check out his movie selection.

"What do you want to watch?"

"Whatever you want."

"It's your birthday, not mine."

"Fine," Ben said, standing up and moving to stand behind Kevin, reaching out to grab a movie off the shelf.

"How 'bout this?"

Kevin took it out of his hand, being careful not to let their fingers touch.

"It's a cartoon. You know that I hate cartoons."

"Anime."

"Whatever. Castles do not move, and who is this Howl?"

"He's the wizard who owns the castle."

"Uh, huh. And why do you like this movie?"

"Never mind. Forget it," Ben said, taking it and putting it back on the shelf reverently.

"That's not an answer," Kevin teased him.

He frowned when Ben mumbled something, leaning closer to hear.

"What did you say? I didn't hear you."

"I like Howl," Ben admitted, the red that colored his face telling Kevin exactly what he meant by 'like'.

"Oh, well, now I have to watch this to try and understand you better, hmm? Or, maybe we should just watch this?"

Ben blinked, gasping as Kevin held up his copy of Brokeback Mountain tauntingly.

"No, give it back, Kevin," he snapped, reaching for it. "Put it back. I can't watch that with you here, and I'm not watching it on my birthday."

Kevin obviously heard the panic in his voice, because he put the dvd back on the shelf.

"Sorry, I didn't know that it would make you freak out like that. Why not with me or on your birthday?"

"Because it's to sad. I doubt highly that you want me crying on your shoulder, or am I mistaken in my assumption?"

"No, you're definitely right, I don't want that. What about Monty Python and the Holy Grail?"

"Sure, sounds good."

Kevin put the movie in while Ben sat down on the couch, moving to take the chair and ignoring the twinge of guilt that commented that he'd never been nervous to sit next to his best friend before. They both relaxed as the movie went along, unable to remain tense for long as they laughed together.

Ben stood up when the movie was over, groaning as he stretched his stiff muscles.

"Do you want a beer?"

"No. Not tonight."

He swallowed, ignoring what those words and Kevin's soft voice did to his heart.

"Okay."

He grabbed Howl's Moving Castle off the shelf, moving to put it in, gasping as he tripped and fell, knocking his head hard against the coffee table.

He dropped the dvd case, hissing in a pained-breath as he touched his forehead, his green eyes unfocused as he stared at the red sticky liquid on his fingers.

Kevin was kneeling beside him in an instant, his eyes concerned as he examined the wound carefully.

"Have you been drinking today?"

"Yes."

"Honestly, Ben, you should be more careful. Come on."

He stood up and held out his hand, pulling Ben up and catching him when he swayed on his feet, leading him to the bathroom.

Kevin found a clean washcloth, running it under warm water, wincing at Ben's hiss of pain as he started to clean the blood away carefully.

"I'm not drunk, just a bit fuzzy," Ben said defensively.

Kevin frowned, but he didn't speak as he pulled a pack of needles out of his pocket and sanitized one, threading it quickly.

"At least it will dull your pain."

Ben's eyes widened, and he tried to back away, squeaking in surprise when Kevin pinned him to the bathroom wall with his body.

"Relax, Ben. You don't really want to go to the hospital on your birthday, do you?"

"No, but… You do know what you're doing, right?"

"Yes. You have to learn how to take care of yourself when you can't go to the hospital 'cause they'll lock you up for being a freak."

"Your not a freak, Kevin, just different, like me…"

"Yeah, whatever. Just hold still before you bleed to death."

He nodded, closing his eyes and breathing through his mouth shallowly as Kevin slid the needle into his skin and started to stitch up his head, trying to cause him as little pain as possible. Then he spread some anti-infection cream over the stitched-up cut with gentle fingers.

"Why are you breathing like that?"

"The smell of blood makes me feel nauseous."

"Really?" Kevin asked teasingly. "Because the blood is gone now. Are you sure that you're not just reacting to me?"

Ben gasped and opened his eyes, his breath hitching in his throat as he tilted his head back to look up at Kevin's face uncertainly, tensing slightly when he leaned even closer, staring into Ben's eyes as though trying to gauge what his reaction would be if he kissed him.

"Wait," he breathed softly. "If we do this, whatever this is, even if it's just a kiss for now, or more then that… You have to be absolutely sure that it's what you want, Kevin, because if you get nervous and back down… I don't think that my heart could take it…"

Kevin sighed, lifting a hand to brush the hair back from his face, pressing his lips to his forehead gently, barely preventing himself from jerking back as he felt something like an electric-current singing through his veins at the contact.

"I want this," Kevin stated hoarsely. "Kiss me, Ben…"

Ben looked surprised at the hungry-tone in his voice, shifting, balancing on his toes to get up to his level, their lips meeting in a gentle kiss, his eyelashes fluttering closed as he tasted Kevin for the first time.

The kiss tasted sweet, but it was also flavored with the spicy-bite that Ben recognized instinctively as Kevin's essence, and he shuddered, trembling as he pulled back before he lost what was left of his control, feeling Kevin's arms slip around his waist, his hands resting on his back as he pulled him into a close embrace. Ben sighed as he relaxed against him fully, laying his head on his shoulder and burying his face against his neck.

"Waited so long for this, Kev… Was worth every minute…"

"How can you possibly say that, Ben? When I think of everything that I put you through… All the girls that I tried to force you to date… And all the times that I tried to kill you…"

Ben looked up at him, putting a finger over his lips to silence him.

"Over now. Best birthday present that I've ever gotten…"

Kevin grinned at that, moving to kiss him again, surprised when Ben shook his head no.

"I wouldn't. Don't think I'll be able to hold back if you do…"

Kevin nodded, surprising Ben now as he took him by the hand and pulled him back to the living room. He picked up Howl's Moving Castle from where it had fallen on the floor when Ben had knocked his head open, putting it in and moving to sit on the couch with him, leaning against the armrest and stretching his legs out along the length of the couch, pulling Ben back against his chest in-between his legs, blinking when he tensed slightly.

"What is it? Does this make you uncomfortable?"

"No. And yes. It's just…"

Ben groaned and grabbed a fluffy-pillow, slipping it between his butt and Kevin's groin, blushing when Kevin just laughed and pressed a kiss to his temple, lifting his hands to rub Ben's neck and shoulders to try to relive some of his tension.

Ben sighed, relaxing back against Kevin's chest, shifting to lie on his side on the couch, laying his head on Kevin's shoulder and closing his eyes.

"How can you watch the movie with your eyes closed?" Kevin teased him.

"I have it memorized by the sound," he teased back. "You should see Howl for the first time soon, but first impressions are often deceiving."

He laughed, taking Ben's hand in his and stroking his fingers gently.

"Well my first impression of you, and everything since then has been pretty fucked-up."

"Mmm," Ben mumbled in agreement, snuggling deeper into his arms contentedly.

"I'm a pretty hard guy to understand sometimes. But you know now, that's what matters."

"I still don't know exactly what I'm going to do with that information, but this feels right, like, maybe, I've been missing something about our friendship all these years, and about you before that to of course."

"You have," Ben said simply. "My attraction to you."

By the time the movie was over he was nearly asleep, Kevin smiling at how innocent and sweet, and right he looked resting in his arms.

Ben shifted as Kevin moved, murmuring his name in protest, then gasping, his eyes flying open as he was lifted into Kevin's arms, but he didn't protest while he was carried to his room and set down on his bed.

He was surprised, however, when Kevin took off his shoes and climbed into the bed beside him, pulling Ben back against his chest and kissing his lips gently.

"Sleep. I'll be here when you wake up. We can talk about this then."

He nodded in answer, relaxing again quickly, a contented smile on his lips.

"Love you, Kev…"

Kevin frowned as he lay there, listening to the steady sound of Ben breathing in his ear, his thoughts spinning through his mind in rapid secession.

How could those three little words effect him so much?

Did the fact that kissing Ben had made his heart pound and his mouth go dry mean that he was gay?

No, he'd kissed plenty of women before. Maybe he was just bi-sexual?

But he'd never shown any interest in another man before now.

Maybe it was just Ben? His best friend, and before that his enemy.

It definitely held a certain sense of irony.

Like fate was paying him back for being unknowingly cruel to the man who, according to what Ben had told him earlier, had loved him one way or another in secret since the day that they had first meant each other.

But where could they possible go from here?

Did he want a future with Ben?

If he was being honest with himself, then the answer was yes; he did want that, and more, though he wasn't exactly sure what that more was yet.

He wasn't really sure what to do in this situation, but he felt happy anyway, carefree, he supposed it was called. He'd never felt this way before, and he decided as he slipped into sleep as well that he would look to Ben's actions for guidance in this matter…

Ben opened his eyes later that night, gasping softly as he saw Kevin watching him sleep, throwing himself into Kevin's arms, holding onto him as though his life depended on it.

"Your really here. I thought that maybe I had dreamed it all…"

"Not a dream," Kevin whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. "I'm here, and I always will be. I want to share my life with you, Ben, if you'll have me."

"Yes," Ben answered, the word almost sounding like a moan. "Yes, I will…"

Kevin kissed him again, moving his hands to Ben's shoulders for a moment, then down to touch and caress his t-shirt covered chest, smiling when he moaned into his mouth and arched to his touch eagerly.

"I thought that you wanted to talk," Ben gasped out, trembling as their tongues danced together intricately.

"We did," Kevin growled, nipping at his bottom lip then soothing it with his tongue.

"You say you want me, I say I want you. We can figure the official-shit out later. Much later…"

Ben murmured an agreement, gasping as Kevin thumbed his nipples through his t-shirt aggressively.

"Oh, god, Kev, please…" he pleaded breathlessly.

"Take your clothes off," Kevin ordered, starting to do the same quickly.

He stared as Ben pulled off his t-shirt and unbuckled his belt, wriggling out of his jeans, his mouth going dry and his heart pounding when he looked at Kevin over his shoulder, his long brown hair bedroom-mussed, beautiful green eyes wide, and his lips red and wet still from their kiss.

He kissed him again, pushing him onto his back on the bed and following him down, their boxer-clad hips brushing together and dragging a tortured-sounding moan from both of them.

"Fuck, Ben, this is… Never felt this way before…"

"I have, but only with you…"

"What? But I didn't know…"

"I know, but I have a training-simulator. I'm sure that my grandpa would be horrified if he knew what I've used that thing for. Of course it wasn't real, not like this is real, but I had to do something to get rid of my sexual-tension before I went mad…"

Ben was surprised when Kevin laughed.

"I suppose that I'll consider that a compliment. I mean, doing it that way, you could have been with anyone, but you chose me."

"Of course I chose you, Kev. I've never wanted anyone else, and I never will."

Kevin pulled him closer, his left hand resting at the base of Ben's spine as he kissed him, his tongue lapping at the roof of his mouth hungrily.

Ben groaned into his mouth, pleasure visible in his green eyes before they slid closed, lifting his hands to thread his fingers through Kevin's long black hair in a gentle, encouraging caress. Kevin hesitated only a moment before sliding his hand down into Ben's boxers, cupping and stroking his left cheek. Ben gasped in surprise, squirming as it sent an instant surge of lust rocking straight to his groin.

"Oh, god, please, Kevin… I want to feel you inside me…"

Kevin nodded, removing his hand and pulling back to remove Ben's boxers, followed by his own, his cheeks turning slightly-pink as Ben's eyes fastened to his cock with a hungry look. Then he stared as Ben laid back on the bed and spread his legs wide, pulling his knees up to his chest with his feet braced on the mattress. Kevin shuddered, licking his lips nervously.

"Um… How do I do this exactly?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. Of course you've never been with another man before… I should have thought of that."

"Well, no, I haven't, but… I've never been with anyone before…"

Ben's eyes widened in shock at Kevin's confession.

"Why?"

Kevin sighed and looked down, his hands clenching and unclenching in his distress.

"I didn't know what would happen. With my powers, I mean. What if I somehow revealed my abnormalities during sex? I've liked most of the girls I've dated, but I knew better then to trust them with my body, let alone my heart…"

Ben took his hand, brushing his lips over the back of his fingers gently.

"I'm sorry, Kev… Technically I've never done anything either, but I always skipped this part in the simulator because it didn't matter since it wasn't real…"

"Right. So, what do I do?"

Ben looked toward the bedside table, grabbing the bottle of cream and handing it to him.

"Put it on your fingers."

He did it, grimacing a bit at the slimy feeling of the cream on his hand. He flushed then, staring in rapt fascination as Ben spread more of the cream around his entrance carefully.

Then he took Kevin's hand, watching his reaction cautiously as he placed his hand between his legs and took his own hand away.

"Slide your fingers into me one at a time until I'm lose enough for you to take me without much pain."

"Much pain?" Kevin asked sharply.

"Pain is unavoidable the first time that you're breached."

He frowned, but he slid a single finger into him, trying to be as gentle as possible. Ben hissed in a breath, panting as he watched Kevin's finger move in and out of him.

Then he relaxed, throwing his head back and groaning as a second finger joined the first.

"God, Ben, you're so hot, so fucking tight…"

Ben shuddered, moaning at his words, unconsciously clenching around Kevin's fingers.

He relaxed, then tensed again as a third and eventually a fourth slid in, spreading him wider with a slightly-painful burning sensation. Kevin smiled as Ben's hips moved, basically fucking himself on his lover's fingers.

"Oh, sweet strawberries, Kevin…"

He smiled again at Ben's wording, kissing his lips.

"Now, love?"

"Yes, now. Please…"

Kevin shifted 'till he was kneeling between his spread legs, placing his hands on Ben's knees for balance, slicking up his cock before pushing it into him carefully.

Ben jerked, wincing at the unfamiliar pressure down there.

"Are you okay?" Kevin asked in concern.

"Yes. Just give me a minute…"

He nodded, instinctively reaching for Ben's cock, running his thumb over the head gently. Ben gasped softly, moaning as he relaxed under his touch slowly.

"Okay," he panted, sliding his hands up to Kevin's back, holding onto his shoulders.

"I'm ready."

Kevin started to move again, his hands shifting to begin stroking Ben's cock in rhythm with his thrusts. Ben arched against him, pulling him all the way inside, groans and gasps slipping from his lips.

"Uhh, Kev, god, I'm coming!"

Kevin moaned as Ben's muscles tightened around his cock coming deep inside him as his hand and stomach was coated with Ben's release.

He rolled onto his back, pulling Ben with him so that he was on top, smiling up at him.

Ben cocked his head, smiling back, his beautiful green eyes puzzled.

"I needed to lay down," Kevin explained. "But I didn't want to pull out either…"

Ben nodded, shifting to grab a hand towel from the bedside table and cleaning off Kevin's hand and stomach carefully.

"Anyone would think that you had done this before," he teased him, his black eyes amused as he watched him.

"No, just had a lot of experience getting myself off. It's uncomfortable the next morning if you don't clean it off, but I'd imagine that you would know that."

"Yes, I would."

Ben shifted, Kevin moving with him 'till they rested on their sides facing each other, Kevin still buried inside him. Ben curled up against his chest, his eyes drifting closed as Kevin put an arm over his shoulder, kissing him on the forehead tenderly.

"I love you, Kevin…" Ben mumbled against his chest, nervous about whether or not he would say it in return, but knowing that it wouldn't change his feelings either way.

"I love you, Ben. Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

They drifted off to sleep in each other's arms contentedly, not sure what the future would bring, but knowing that, whatever it was, they would face it together…

Author's Note – I hope that you liked this story, and I'm more then willing to write more, I just wasn't sure where to go from here. Maybe I'll go back to before this time eventually. If you have any ideas about how I could keep it going forward, please tell me, and I will try not to disappoint all my readers as much as I can help it. : )