Dean couldn't believe what was happening. Ben didn't know it, but Dean still planned on messing around with him, despite the fact Lisa called them.. As soon as the cell phone rang, he knew who it would be. Just barely after he said "Lis",Ben's face fell, and he promptly retreated from the room with quite a bit of speed. Seeing this almost broke his heart. All he wanted to do was tell Ben things weren't over. He had a feeling Ben would lock his bedroom door, but just to give him the benefit of the doubt, he checked, and sure enough it was. Instead he went to the catwalk that connected the 2nd story bedrooms. Peering in, it seemed Ben was laying in his bed. Opening the unlocked door, he stepped inside. Ben had his eyes closed, dried tear drops down his face. Dean tapped his foot, and Ben's eyes flew open. Handing him the phone, he sat down, then laid along side him on the bed. Letting him know their fun wasn't over, he began to rub his arms, then dropped his hand to Ben's thigh. Finally brushing his hand over his crotch he dropped it and squeezed Ben's bulge.
After a few words, Ben and Lisa's conversation came to an end. Handing back the phone, his eyes seemed to ask if he still planned to proceed with their fun. He had barely nodded, and Ben's face broke out into a broad smile. Exiting Ben's room, he went back to the big bedroom, and made up the bed, and placed the dirty clothes in the laundry hamper. He heard Ben call from the kitchen. Walking over to the landing, he heard him ask if they could go out for dinner. He had no problem with that, so he went to change into clothes that he could wear in public.
Changing, he turned just as he pulled up his jeans to see Ben peeking to catch another glimpse of his naked body. When he met his eyes, his face went beet red,and he disappeared by ducking down. Amused, he joined Ben downstairs by the out the door, he told Ben that he didn't mind his peeking, even if he called himself a perv. Finally in the truck, the proceeded to down the driveway, with Ben looking very ashamed he had ben the lane, he had made the decision to tell Ben about the times he had caught his younger brother, Sam doing the same thing. It seemed to help, and when he indicated that he let his brother suck his dick, his mood improved dramatically. It seemed it hit home to Ben, giving him confidence and the urge to know more. Dean had kind of expected Ben to act disgusted that him and his brother had fooled around;incest, it wasn't very popular.
Going through his past sexexplowts had awakened his cock. He hadn't even noticed until Ben told him to stop the truck. Without warn he found that Ben grabbed his crotch, squeezing his hard dick through his Ben told him to unzip his pants, and then pull it out, he had been incredibly turned on by his forthrightness. Next he told Dean he was going to suck him off, he could have probably cum right then, but he held back, telling him they needed to go to the bed of the truck for more room. Ben had been suspicious that Dean was backing out, and that he wasn't going to allow him to continue. Finally believing him, they had made their way to the back. Undoing his jeans, he sat on the tail-gate, and told Ben to go for it.
What he hadn't counted on, was how good Ben was going to be at sucking cock. The way his tongue circled around the head, and then using his fingers to move the extra skin up and down was so good...unbelievably good, and he would know, having been sexually active for quite a period of time. Dropping his hand to the back of Ben's head, he rubbed his neck affectionately. Reaching with his other hand, grabbed Ben's dick that was enclosed in jeans, and then he unzipped them,releasing his cock. Smirking he had barely reached through th opening when his leaking cock burst through the opening. Precum was leaking out the slit, and the head was red from being confined inside his pants. Suddenly, he felt a hot wetness, spreading over his nuts. Glancing down, Ben was sucking on his nuts, as well as still continuing to jerk his dick at the same time. Dean couldn't help it, he knew he shouldn't say anything, but Ben's skill deserved some words.
"You're so good at sucking my thick cock Ben. Do you like it?" he asked him, smiling down, caressing his cheek.
"I love it. I want to make you cum. Your nuts are so big. How much cum are going to give me" he asked, staring up at him with lustful eyes.
"You want my cum?" Dean asked, his voice lower, with more huskiness.
"Can I..." he paused, his voice returning to a curious and uncertain tone. He looked up, seeming to ask Dean to tell him he could ask anything.
"Ask whatever you want. I'm not going to keep any secrets from you." he said with honesty.
He hesitated, then forged on, "Can I rim you?"
"Where did you learn that word?" he asked, really curious.
"Online." he said quietly, face and ears red from embarrassment.
Without another word, Dean leaned back and laid his back on the bed of the truck, letting legs and pelvis rise. Now with ample room to move around, Ben shuffled forward, looking up once more to make sure it was still ok. Dean smiled at him fondly, and gave a nod. Before Dean knew it, Ben was assaulting his ass with his tongue.
"Oh, fuck..." he said, with real surprise. How on earth is he so good at this? he wondered. Ben was still giving Dean's balls plenty of attention along with tongue fucking Dean's ass. His hands made his way down, and Dean began jerking his own cock. Long, forceful strokes moving his skin all the way to the base, and then making it cover the head again. He didn't mean for it to happen, but Dean could feel his balls beginning to tighten, and he knew it was too late to stop his orgasm from racking him in a few seconds. Sitting up very quickly, he met Ben's eyes and nodded. Eye's bright, Ben stood up and leaned forward.
"I'm gonna cum Ben." he growled, closing his eyes, trying to hold it back. Eyes closed, he felt heat, then a hot warmth wrapped around the head of Dean's cock. Biting his lip, Ben's tongue massaged the underside of his cock, the whole head still being enclosed in his mouth. At almost the exact moment, he felt Ben shove one of his fingers into his ass. Ben's finger prodded Deans prostate at just the right time, and he exploded into Ben's warm mouth. Stomach muscles contracting, dick spasming, and his entrance clamped down on Ben's finger, he released his load. He let out a sound that was somewhere between sob, and a moan of unbelievable managed to open his eyes just as his cum began to overflow out of Ben's mouth. Cum began to leak out of the corners of Ben's mouth. Ben's eyes were on him, and through his lips, he was smiling at him. Eventually, Ben's mouth couldn't hold anymore cum. Releasing Dean's dick he stood back, grinned with pure unashamed pleasure at blowing Dean. Breathing hard, Dean slowly sat up, looking at Ben with renewed interest. For some reason, Ben now looked shy, and wouldn't meet his eye. Dick still poking out of his fly, Ben looked unsure of himself now. Looking down, Dean's dick was now becoming soft.
Scooting off the tailgate, he squatted down until he was eye level with Ben. Reaching out, he stroked Ben's cheek, then lifted him up by his chest, sitting him on the tail gate where Dean had been. He looked at Dean, not really sure what to say or do. Winking, Dean looked down and noticed Ben's hard dick was leaking precum, aching for attention. Dean glanced down, and back up, asking the silent question. Eye's wide, Ben couldn't do much except give a shaky nod, not believing what was going to happen. Dean leaned down, just a bit, than stood back up,thinking.
"Ask" he said simply, making sure he was going to be doing this consentualy. He knew the answer, and yet, needed confirmation.
Ben gulped, moving his mouth, but no words were coming out. He raised his eyebrow comically.
"Please..." the word was simple, and yet the meaning behind it was profound.
"Please?" he asked, not being able to help the fact he was trying to play around a bit. Using his thumb and index finger, he lightly squeezed Ben's shaft.
Squaring his jaw, he looked at Dean, with determination and the same air of authority he had used in the truck.
"Put your lips down there, and suck my cock until I cum." which came out as a command and not a question.
Smiling mischievously he leaned down and began blowing hot air over the head. Looking up, he met Ben's eyes and lowered his mouth around Ben's dick. Still maintaining eye contact, he finally wrapped his lips around Ben's dick, making contact for the first , Ben took hold of Dean's hair and began to pull it tighter, panting and moaning, which turned Dean on immensely. Suddenly he began to fuck his mouth, instinct taking over. Ben's eyes closed, and he whimpered with a slight smile. Dean began to alternate between sucking his cock, to playing with his balls as well as rimming spent equal time on each act,building up his speed and skill, knowing that Ben wouldn't last enough, be began breathing harder,whimpering louder, and his thrusts becoming erratic
"Oh..."he breathed, body twitching and finally a swell in his dick then he exploded his seed in Dean's mouth, hot salty liquid filled it, some even dribbled out his the corners of his Ben's cum, he pulled the still twitching Ben back into a sitting position, and promptly kissed Ben, full of passion and want. Surprised, Ben immediately kissed back, hungry for more. Exploring each other's mouths, with their tongues wrestling for dominance. Eventually, breaking the kiss. Both were panting, and it was clear that they had both wanting to do this. Staring at each other, Ben finally leaned forward and gave him a softer kiss, but the explosive feelings were still running kissed his forehead and indicated that they needed to wrap this up, and continue on their way to eat dinner somewhere in town. Once on the highway, they kept stealing glances at each other. Dean was smiling softly, looking out at the different restraunts along the road, but was startled as he felt Ben reach down grab his crotch, and rubbed it, grazing his fingers up and down the zipper. He looked over at Ben and shook his head with a smile, indicating they needed to eat.