CHAPTER TWO

"Jay!" Ben shouts as he slams the front door shut. Peering into the kitchen the house seems completely empty, there wasn't a person in sight. Sharon had said she was going to visit his Dad in prison earlier today but he just hoped that she wouldn't open her big gob about what Max had done – if anyone was going to tell Phil the truth, he wanted it to come from him. "Jay, are you in?" Ben calls, glancing down at his watch. On second thoughts, Sharon would probably be at the Albert.

"I'm up here!" Jays hollers back from upstairs.

Ben grins as he slips off his coat, throws it on the banister and skips upstairs. "You're never gonna guess what Ian has got me wearing at the wedding!?" Ben exclaims, diving into Jay's bedroom.

"Not a tutu surely?" Jay jokingly replies as Ben prances into the room.

Ben blushes as he sees Jay standing in front of the mirror in nothing but a towel that is wrapped tightly round his waist. "Oh sorry." Ben mumbles as he turns back towards the door.

"Don't be so wet!" Jay scoffs, preening his hair. "Nothing you ain't seen before you muppet."

Ben sheepishly turns back, skulking back into the room. "Just thought that..." Ben mutters.

"You thought what? That I'd gone all queer!?" Jay jokes as puts the finishing touches to his hair.

Ben suddenly feels all shy and perches on Jay's bed, watching as he delicately runs his fingers through his fringe. "Nah, I just didn't want to assume." He said shrugging his shoulders.

"Come on you soft nut!" Jay jeers, turning to face him. "Don't think I ain't spotted you peeking anyway." He adds sauntering towards Ben.

"I ain't!" Ben exclaims as he chuckles.

"You only have to ask!" Jay announces, swiftly opening his towel and flashing himself as he moves closer to the giddy teenager sitting on his bed. "I know what you want." Jay boasts as he shakes his hips and struts his stuff causing his long, reasonably skinny yet flaccid member to shake from side to side between his legs.

"Fuck off!" Ben exclaims pushing Jay away.

Jay grabs Ben's arm and pulls him up from off the bed, the towel falling to the ground.

Ben laughs as Jay pulls up against his naked body. He wraps his arm around Jay's sleight frame and runs his hand down his back.

Jay presses his hands either side of Ben's face and caresses one of the boys cheeks with his thumb before pulling his head towards him, opening his mouth and enveloping Ben's pursed lips slipping his tongue inside his lovers mouth.

Ben tingles as Jay's tongue enters his mouth and wraps itself around his. He runs his hands up and down his back and their steamy passion overcomes them both. Ben gently squeezes Jay's perky bum causing the skinnier boy to flinch.

Jay pulls away with a grin across his face. "Alright cheeky!" Jay laughs before lightly kissing him on the lips and stepping away. As he crouches down he meets the sight of Ben's bulging crutch. Jay smirks and looks up, "Settle down you soft prick, it was just a kiss!"

Ben presses his tongue into the side of his mouth as he smiles to himself.

"I'm serious!" Jay announces as he stands back up with his towel in hand. "Save yourself for another time." He adds, grabbing his cock in his hand and shaking it in Ben's direction.

"Leave off, mate." Ben tuts, strolls over to the dresser and pulls out a pair of boxers before chucking them in Jay's direction.

Jay scoffs and then catches the boxers in his hands. "So what's this outfit Ian's got you wearing then?" Jay asks, slipping into his tight, nylon boxer shorts that outlines his rather well endowed penis.

"A fucking kilt!" Ben responds much to Jay's amusement. "You think it's funny? Apparently it's bloody Beale tartan and Ian wants the whole groom's party to wear one!" He adds, not that he's too bothered to see Peter wearing one not that he'd admit that – certainly not to Jay. He thought his nephew's legs looked fantastic. It was weird he knew, to check out your own flesh and blood like that but he couldn't help but look at that beautiful hunk of a man. That being said, they were the same age and even though they were technically blood related, he's not sure he could ever resist if Peter ever came on to him.

"That's something I'd pay to see!" Jay quips, squeezing his leg into a pair of black skinny jeans. "But then I doubt it's the first time you've worn a dress."

"Fuck off!" Ben groans, shoving Jay playfully. "It's not a dress alright?" He adds, throwing himself face down onto Jay's bed. He likes lying on Jay's bed, it smells like him. Sometimes he finds himself imagining that they could be proper a couple and that he could lie on THEIR bed. In their bed!

Jay pulls on a t-shirt and grabs his mobile off the dresser. "What you doing tonight anyway?" Jay asks.

Ben just groans into the pillow. He then turns over and lets out a deep sigh. "Not a clue. Can't exactly show myself in the Vic right now, not with Max out there lording it over me! What about you?"

"Going over to Lola and Billy's to watch a movie. I would invite you but you know, wouldn't go down to well with Lola I wouldn't imagine!" Jay replies.

"She still not over the whole Lexi thing yet? How long have I been back now? Six months?" Ben asks, wishing he could just cuddle up on the sofa with them, stealing kisses and fumbling around when Lola wasn't looking.

"You know how insecure she is but she'll get over it eventually!" Jay assures him, while busy texting away on his phone. Once finished he looks up and flashes Ben a smile. "And don't worry about Max, he'll get bored in a week or two and things will go back to normal."

"I hope so" Ben replies, sitting up against the wall that Jay's bed is pressed against.

"Don't sweat it, it'll all blow over in no time." Jay states while grabbing a hoddie off the back of the door. "I better go, see ya later yeah?"

"Yeah laters."

The door to Jay's room shuts behind him and Ben exhales. As he gets up from the bed and pair of boxer shorts slip out from under Jay's duvet and onto the floor. Ben eyes them before grasping a hold of them and lustfully pressing them against his nose. A smile forms on his face as he engulfs the scent of Jay's sweaty nether regions.

Ben then unfolds them and sees a large spread of dried semen imbedded into the fabric of the inside of the underwear. He runs his index finger along the stain and it crisps off under his nail. Ben was full of desire. Desire for Jay and desire he couldn't contain.

The romantic relationship between Ben and Jay had developed since he left prison but the pair had only slept together on one occasion a few weeks before Lucy Beale's murder.

Jay struggled to deal with this rendezvous but when he left Abi, Ben held out hope that it was because Jay wanted him instead. At first Jay denied it but it was clear to both of them that the reason he broke Abi's heart was because the truth would break it even more.

After Ben returned to the Square, Jay began to come to terms with his feelings towards the person only a year ago he not only saw simply as his brother but as the cause of further turbulence in his life. Jay couldn't deny his feelings and had to end his relationship with Abi.

For a while Jay knocked Ben back that led Ben to deny his own sexuality himself but also to turn to both Abi and Johnny Carter for attention. But as more time went by, Jay became more comfortable expressing himself and struggled to contain his afflictions.

However as long as Ben was with Abi, Jay continues to restrain himself.

For the most part anyway!

Ben however, longed for Jay to hold him again. He desired to feel the warmth of Jay inside of him just like that stormy night in that dingy hostel in Croydon...