A/N: The pic that was the main inspiration for Ch 1 of this story is available here: lu (dot) scio (dot) us/hentai/albums/ben-10-grand-collection/2663551 ... Be warned, it is explicit (though I personally consider it to be very artistic and beautiful). You'll have to imagine Ben with more muscles. ;) As for Ch 2… Quimbelork's story "I Think I'm Gay" was just so hilarious that I had to write my own version of it! (I highly recommend "I Think I'm Gay," BTW)


"Gwen?" he said tentatively as they sat on her bed, listening to music.

"Hmmm?" She had her eyes closed and was trying her best to ignore the heat emanating from his solid body. It wasn't working. The fantasy was still too fresh in her mind, and she was having difficulty concentrating. Her thoughts kept drifting away back to the fishing cove…

He was so near, and she was acutely aware of his presence beside her. She could feel his every movement as he shifted uncomfortably on the bed.

It would be so easy to push him down onto her bed and straddle him like she had in her fantasy…

"Do you ever… fantasize about people?"

She felt a blush creeping into her cheeks. Why had he asked that? Was he reading her mind?

She slowly opened her eyes and scrutinized him.

He had his head bent down, looking just as embarrassed as she felt.

"Did you just ask me what I think you asked me?"

He didn't know quite how to begin, but he needed to talk to someone, and she was his best friend.

"I've been having these… strange fantasies...." he confessed haltingly. "About someone I spend a lot of time with."

She frowned, puzzled by his choice of words. "Strange?" she repeated. "Strange, how?"

She couldn't believe they were having this conversation. The last thing she wanted was to talk about her fantasies with him. Or have to hear about his. It was so hard to resist jumping him as it was.

He hesitated, reluctant to disclose too much.

"Well… Because of the person I was fantasizing about… It's kind of… taboo. Off-limits."

She didn't know what to say to that. He was being very mysterious about the whole thing.

Ben mistook her confused silence for disapproval.

"I don't know why it's such a big deal, anyway," he said defensively. "It's not like it's unnatural or anything. Animals do it all the time."

She stared at him, wide-eyed. What on earth is he talking about? she wondered. He wasn't making any sense.

"People are just stupid and narrow-minded. They're so judgmental…"

Why did it sound like he was trying to convince himself it was okay? What could possibly be so bad about fantasizing about someone? Unless…

Her heart pounded in her ears. Oh, my God…

Someone he had been spending a lot of time with… Someone who would be off-limits… Someone like…

Kevin.

Gwen tried not to panic. He had to be talking about Kevin. She just knew it. And she really didn't want to hear about that. It would mean…

It would mean that Ben was gay.

There was nothing wrong with that, but she just didn't think she could deal with it. Not when she wanted him so badly for herself.

She was about ready to hyperventilate.

He glanced up hesitantly to see how she was reacting.

Her expression was filled with horror and revulsion, just as he'd feared it would be. She wasn't stupid. She'd figured it out, and clearly she found it disgusting.

His heart sank.

How could he explain it to her in a way she would understand?

"It's not really about the sex, it's about…"

She clamped her hands over her ears.

"STOP! I don't want to hear any more about your fantasies about Kevin!" she cried out.

"What? Kevin? You thought I was talking about Kevin?!" he sputtered in disbelief.

"Weren't you?" she squeaked.

"No!"

"Then who?!"

"I was talking about you!" The words were out of his mouth before he could stop them.

She gaped at him in shock.

He cringed. Oh, no… Now he'd done it. She was going to kick his ass for sure. Or hate him forever.

Gwen pounced on him, and he braced himself for the worst.

Instead, she kissed him hard, practically bruising his lips.

"Why didn't you just say so in the first place?" she purred.

"You… you're not mad?"

She tilted her head to one side. "Do I look like I'm mad?"

No, she didn't look mad. She looked like she wanted him. Badly. Just like he wanted her…

She smiled. "All you had to do was ask."

Ben grinned stupidly and let her pull him down to her again.

His fantasies were about to become a reality.

The End!


Author's Endnote: I couldn't figure out exactly what Ben's fantasy would actually be. If anyone has any ideas, please let me know. Or please feel free to write it yourself. I'd love to read it! ;)