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CHAPTER FOUR

Ben just stared at his friend blankly, his eyes wide. "Wha…. What? Kevin… You're gay?"

"Fuck no! What would give you that idea?"

"What wouldn't give me that idea? You just came over to my house and said that you wanted to fuck me."

"I don't want to fuck you. I want to be the father of your child, and, unfortunately, that involves fucking you."

Ben groaned, confused. He stepped out of the doorway and held it open for Kevin. "Just get in here and explain this to me before I get even more of a headache."

Kevin nodded and stepped inside. He saw the thermos on the counter and purposefully walked over to it. "Is this the sperm?" he asked, just looking for confirmation even though he had a pretty good idea that it was. Ben blushed a little and nodded. Kevin looked at it, and screwed off the cap, dumping it down the sink before Ben could stop him. "There. Now you have to use my sperm."

"Kevin! The hell are you doing? I needed that!"

"Not anymore. You have me."

Ben sighed and sat down at the kitchen table, his head in his hands. "Kevin… Why are you doing this? Why do you want to be the father of my kid?"

"Because, Ben, you're my best friend. Being a single parent is hard. I've seen what it's done to mine. I don't want you to have to go through this alone. You and your kid need someone who's going to take care of you and be there for you." Kevin looked at Ben seriously, standing next to his chair and looking down at him.

"Kev…" Ben mumbled, running a hand through his hair and refusing to look at his friend. "One of the reasons that I didn't want to do this with someone that I knew was so that we didn't feel obligated to be in a relationship."

"Then you're in luck. I don't want to be in a relationship with you. In fact, I'd much prefer it if no one else knew that I was the father. You can just tell everyone else that you used the sperm that your mom brought you. As long as you know who the father of your kid is and you know that you're not in this alone, that's all that I want."

Ben just stared at him, still trying to piece all of this together. "Kevin-"

"When are your parents getting home?" he asked, interrupting him.

"Not for a few hours. But Kev-"

Kevin took his friend's wrist and pulled him out of the chair, leading him up to the bedroom. He forced Ben to sit down on the bed. "Don't say anything. Just strip."

Ben just watched Kevin for a moment before smiling a little and standing back up. "Kevin," he said, wrapping his arms around the brute's large body. "Thank you…"

Kevin let himself be hugged for a moment before pushing the smaller boy away and onto the bed. "Yeah, yeah. Just take your clothes off." He turned around and headed for Ben's computer, sitting down in the rollie chair and pulling up the internet.

"What are you doing?" Ben asked as he pulled his shirt over his head.

"Looking at porn. You expect me to get it up by looking at you? I don't think so."

Ben frowned a little. "I find that a little insulting, but I know what you meant so I'm not mad," he said. He looked away when Kevin found a porn site and started stroking himself, focusing on getting his pants undone instead. He let his pants fall to the floor and pool around his ankles before stepping out. Before taking off his underwear, he left the room and came back a moment later with Vaseline. He sat down on the bed and took off his underwear, blushing a little and really glad that Kevin was so focused on the computer screen. He dipped his fingers in the gel-like substance and reached down to his ass, coating the outside of it before sliding a finger in gently.

He'd been curious, so he looked up some gay porn online and saw other guys doing this to one another. They seemed to enjoy it, but it was painful and he didn't like it all. He pulled his finger out and waited a moment before putting it back in, all the way down to his third knuckle. He grunted in pain as he added a second in. This wasn't good at all, but he knew that it had to be done. He stretched his fingers apart and whimpered, his body telling him to take the offending objects out of there. They weren't supposed to be in there!

"Okay, I'm coming in," Kevin said, knocking Ben's hand away from his entrance and lining up his own organ.

"Wha- AHHHH!" he screamed, digging his nails into Kevin's shoulder. "H-Hey!" he complained, his back arched and his face contorted in pain. "That hurt! I wasn't ready yet!"

"Yeah, well I was, and I didn't want it to go soft waiting for you." Kevin looked a little disgusted as he watched his cock go all the way inside of Ben. He waited a moment, not wanting to hurt his friend too badly. When Ben's pain seemed to be ebbing away, he started moving in and out. The pain seemed to return, but he didn't stop. Ben cried out, tears springing to the corners of his eyes but not falling. Ben's ass was a lot tighter and hotter than he had thought it'd be. It wasn't as good as a girl's vagina, but it wasn't horrible.

Ben, on the other hand, didn't seem to be enjoying it one little bit. "God damn it, Kevin!" he cried out, his back arching as he tried to find a position that hurt less. I'm fucking gonna kill you!"

Kevin smirked. "You can try," he teased. He grunted as he got closer to the edge, and finally came inside Ben's body. He pulled out as soon as it all came out and watched as Ben's body fall to the bed.

Ben winced every time he moved and he rolled over onto his stomach, trying to hide his flushed face and catch his breath. "Why does anybody enjoy that?" he asked, panting. He reached back and gingerly held his ass, looking up at Kevin. "So… Do you think it worked? Do you think that I'm pregnant?"

Kevin shrugged. "How the fuck am I supposed to know?"

Ben nodded and nuzzled into his pillow, screaming into it when the movement caused him pain. "Maybe we should try it again," he mumbled, against his better judgment. "I only have a month to get pregnant, and I don't want to risk not making it in time."

Kevin paused a moment, grimacing. "I… I guess so." He sighed and stood up, walking back over to the computer. "Back to the porn."

Kevin left two hours later. They did it two more times after the first time, just to make sure. It never started feeling better, despite what Ben had read on the internet had said. After the third try, Ben was exhausted, too much so to move. His stomach growled and he looked up at his friend pleadingly, so Kevin had made him something quick to eat and then helped him bathe. By the time he'd gotten Ben back into his bed and comfortable, he realized that Ben's parents were going to be home soon. He cleaned up his cooking mess (which wasn't much of a mess since the only thing he knew how to make was chicken soup out of a can) and put the thermos on Ben's bedside table so that it looked like he used it. As he and his car were turning the corner out of the neighborhood, Ben's parents were pulling into the driveway.

His mother got out of the car and ran into the house. "Ben?" She called. She wanted to talk to him now that there was no going back. She ran up to his room and was about to call to him again, but saw him fast asleep on his bed. She sighed and looked back at her husband when he put a comforting hand on her shoulder. He kissed her cheek.

"We can talk to him in the morning."

She nodded and looked at the thermos by her son's bed side, frowning. "Oh, Ben… I wish you didn't have to go through this alone… There's only so much your father and I can do for you," she whispered before walking across the hall to their bedroom.

Kevin showed up at the Tennyson family door first thing the next morning. Ben's mother answered it, surprised to see Kevin there.

"Hello, ma'am," he said, awkwardly. Now that he was going to be around all the time he figured that he should get on better terms with Ben's parents.

Ben's mother looked surprised at being called 'ma'am' by the brutish teen but nodded and stepped away, giving him enough room to walk inside. "Good morning, Kevin. Ben's still a sleep."

"That's okay. I knew that you and his father both had work today, so I came over to help him. I learned how to make blueberry pancakes last night and I thought that I'd make some for him for breakfast."

He got a suspicious look from his friend's mother, something that he should have expected. After the way he had acted around them prior to this, he was surprised that she even let him without Ben there to vouch for him. "I… I suppose. His father has already gone and I was just about to leave. Ben didn't seem to be feeling well when I check in on him so maybe it's for the best that he stay in bed for a while. Alright, Kevin. I'll let you use my kitchen, but if you burn it down I'm going to let Ben go alien on you." Then she grabbed her purse and walked out of the door, pausing to give a threateningly look before shutting it behind her.

Kevin nodded, not really knowing what to say to assure her that he wouldn't burn down her house because, in all likelihood, he might.