Chapter Eight


Benny had devised the perfect way to tell Ethan that he loved him, and was putting the plan into action. He sent a text to Ethan at lunch (come to my house tonight), and when he got the confirming text, a smile was on his face for the rest of the day.

It was Friday, and after Sarah was all squared away with Jane, he would head over to Benny's, where they would then go to a fancy restaurant. Then Benny would tell Ethan that he loved him, and Ethan would say it back, and they would live happily ever after.

Well, that was how it played out in Benny's head.


"What do you mean you don't have my allowance?" Benny almost shouted at his grandma.

"Don't take that tone with me, young man," She fixed him with a hard glance. "I didn't have enough time to go to the bank this week. I'll have it to you by tomorrow."

But tomorrow is Saturday and I might not see Ethan then, Benny felt like whining to her. Finally, he sighed and replied, "Yeah, okay, sorry Grandma."

We'll just have to go out for some pizza, Benny thought as he looked at the wrinkled up ten in his wallet.


Three hours later, his grandma shouted up the stairs that she was going to a Senior Center Dance, and to not wait up for her. Benny sent a text to Ethan to come over, and waited anxiously by the door. Tonight was the night. Benny was ready for this. They had only been dating for a little while, but they've known each other for their entire lives. They were ready for this step.

As Benny continued to give himself a rambling pep talk, he missed the loud thump and groan outside his house. He didn't miss the doorbell, and he swung his front door open with a smile that quickly turned into a frown. "What happened?"

Ethan was covered in dirt and leaves and was favoring his right leg. "I tripped. Let me in, I need to sit down." He grunted out, face twisting with pain.

"Yeah, yeah, of course," Benny said as he draped Ethan's arm over him to help him over to the couch. Ethan sat with another grunt. "Take off your pants."

"W-what?" Ethan frowned and blushed. "Benny now's not the time-"

"I know that," Benny rolled his eyes. "I need to see how badly you hurt yourself."

"Okay." Ethan's blush deepened. "But I'll need some help taking them off."

"That's what I'm here for," Benny said with a suggestive grin as he sat down on the floor.

Ethan snorted. "You can't tell me that didn't have any innuendo." He fumbled with his belt and was able to lift his hips up to slide off his pants.

Tighty whities will be the death of me Benny thought as he stared at the bulge pressing against the front of Ethan's tight underwear. He did his best to shove those thought to the back off his head and tried not to focus on how soft the skin of Ethan's thighs were as he helped him get his pants off the rest of the way.

"Jeez," Benny said apologetically as he looked at Ethan's red left ankle. "That must hurt a lot."

"It does," Ethan said, shifting uncomfortably.

"I'll go get some ice," Benny said and got up to go to the kitchen. As he was getting the ice out of the freezer, he realized that they wouldn't be able to go to the pizza place if Ethan couldn't walk. Crap! Benny scowled. Not only could he not get Ethan a fancy dinner, he couldn't get him pizza either. He sulked for a moment, before thinking about how much pain Ethan was in right now, and how his ankle may or may not be broken. Benny got over it pretty quickly.

"I got it," Benny said, ice pack in hand.

"Thanks," Ethan smiled up at Benny just the way he like it, crookedly and full of happy cheekbones.

"I love you," Benny blurted. Oh shit. "I mean," Benny said loudly, "I read somewhere that you should elevate leg wounds, I'll pull the ottoman over." Benny awkwardly pulled the furniture to where Ethan was, and lifted his leg up gently, not meeting Ethan's eyes.

As he was standing from his crouched position, Ethan grabbed his arm, and when Benny finally met his eyes, he said earnestly, "I love you, too." He reached forward and cupped the back of Benny's neck to pull him into a sweet, soft kiss.

When they broke apart, Benny couldn't help but whisper, "I didn't want to tell you this way."

"I know," Ethan whispered back. "But when does Plan A ever work for us, anyway?"

Benny grinned and pulled Ethan into another kiss.


Benny ended up calling for pizza, and after the boxes were empty and Ethan dozed on his shoulder, Benny couldn't think of a better moment in his life.

Well, the launch of the Nintendo Wii was a close second, but…

He must have fallen asleep as well, because when he woke, the television in front of them was playing on mute and the time was 2:30 a.m. Benny blinked away the sleep in his eyes and wondered what could have woken him. It was at that moment that he noticed Ethan panting in his ear and grinding against his hip.

Is this really happening? Benny thought giddily. It was every teenage boy's dream come true. Ethan is having a wet dream on me!

"Uh, guh, buh," Ethan mumbled incoherently in his sleep. They were probably words that he was saying in his dream, but they didn't seem to translate well. Ethan shifted, and Benny could feel his erection pushing against his hip urgently. Time to wake him up Benny thought as he reached a hand up to shake Ethan's shoulder.

"Hey, Ethan?" Benny said aloud and Ethan jerked awake.

"Wha-?" Ethan looked confused. "Were we-?" He abruptly stopped himself.

"No," Benny said, and could help the grin that spread across his face. "But you seemed to be doing pretty well on your own."

Ethan blushed, face illuminated by the television screen. "B-Benny!"

"I was kidding, calm down," Benny said with a laugh before his eyes darkened. "What was your dream about?"

"You know what it was about - ah!" Ethan interrupted himself with a moan when Benny placed a palm over his pants clad erection.

"What was it about?" Benny murmured again.

"We were in my room," Ethan said. "We were naked." Benny rewarded him with a firm press, and Ethan continued with a grunt. "You were on top of me, sucking my-" Ethan stopped himself again, but Benny wasn't having that.

He rubbed torturous circles over Ethan's dick. "Go on."

"Sucking my dick," Ethan panted. "Felt so good."

"Do you want me to suck your dick, Ethan? Do you want my mouth, right here?" Benny punctuated his statement with another firm press.

"Yes!" Ethan desperately called out. He jumped afterwards and looked around suspiciously. "Is your grandma home?"

"Senior Center Dance," Benny said by way of explanation. Ethan didn't look convinced. "I can check her room, if you want."

"I'd appreciate that," Ethan said.

"Okay," Benny said and reluctantly moved his hand. "That gives us the opportunity to move to my room. Do you think you can make it with your ankle?"

Ethan tested his weight on it. "Yeah, but I'll need some help."

The boys made the trek up Benny's staircase, Benny keeping a firm hand around Ethan's waist in case he lost balance. Ethan went to Benny's room at the top and Benny went to his grandmother's.

"Grandma?" Benny whispered as he pushed open the door and peeked his head inside. The bed was empty and made. He grinned and walked towards his bedroom.

Ethan was sitting on his bed cross legged, hands shaking over his ankles. "She isn't home. We don't have to do this, you know," Benny told him, stopping in the doorway.

"I know," Ethan said back. "I want to. I'm just… nervous."

"I could turn off the light?"

"No, leave it on. I… I want to see you."

"Maybe we should take off our shirts, then?"

"Yeah," Ethan agreed. "Don't just leave me on the bed, though."

"Of course not," Benny said with a grin as he made his way over to Ethan. He sat down next to him on the bed, and tugged his shirt over his head. Ethan followed in suit, tossing his shirt onto the floor.

"Now what?" Ethan asked, obviously still nervous.

"Anything," Benny whispered, leaning into Ethan for a kiss. It had started out innocent enough, but as the kiss became more passionate, Benny gently pushed Ethan back and climbed on top of him. Benny rested on his elbows, sure to keep some distance between them so Ethan didn't get overwhelmed. He ran a hand over Ethan's arms and chest and stomach, giddy over the feel of the soft skin presented to him. After a while, he noticed that Ethan was keeping his hands to himself, and Benny wasn't having that. He moved Ethan's hand to his waist, a subtle nudge to say that it was okay to touch him. That seemed to be all Ethan was waiting for, and he stroked long, firm trails up his waist and over his chest. Ethan tweaked a nipple with his thumb, and Benny groaned and jerked his hips down to Ethan's. Their cocks brushed, and the process repeated when Ethan tweaked the nipple again.

Ethan pulled away. "Do you want to take off our pants?"

"E, are you sure?"

"Yeah," Ethan replied. "It's getting kind of painful."

"I'm sure I could ease some of that pain," Benny said flirtatiously, even though they were way past flirting. Ethan snorted and rolled his eyes, reaching down to unbutton his fly. Benny didn't know if he meant to push down his underwear too, but he did. And for the first time, Benny saw Ethan's penis. It was uncircumcised, and pink and moist at the tip. Benny couldn't remember a time that he was more turned on. He struggled out of his own pants and underwear for a moment, and then they were naked for the first time together.

They both looked at each other for a few awkward moments, before Benny remembered what he was going to do. He slid down Ethan's body until he was faced with his dick. He wrapped a slightly shaky hand around it and looked up at Ethan. The smaller boy was propped up on his elbows, watching Benny curiously. That was enough for Benny to gather up his courage, and he leaned forward and pressed his lips against the tip of Ethan's cock.

The reaction was immediate, a small whimper that escalated into a moan as Benny fit the head into his mouth. It was sort of surreal to Benny, to be at this point in his relationship with Ethan and to be in love. He thought about this for a second, until Ethan moaned again and his attention shifted to the task at hand. Benny relaxed his throat, but was only able to be able to take about another inch in. This was more than fine for Ethan, as he moaned and writhed beneath his boyfriend.

Wanting to drag the feelings out a bit longer, Benny released Ethan with a wet pop, and trailed wet kisses up to his mouth.

"Feel good?" Benny asked.

"Amazing," Ethan said breathlessly. He raised his hips up to Benny's and their bare cocks ground together deliciously. Benny grunted and pushed back and a rhythm was formed. Ethan wrapped his legs around Benny's hips for more leverage, and Benny slid a hand down Ethan's body to his ass. He squeezed as he moved faster against Ethan, panting become desperate as they both felt their orgasms approaching.

"Fuck, Ethan," Benny groaned as their cocks slid together, wetness provided from when he was blowing Ethan. "You feel so good."

"Faster, Benny!" Ethan said between pants. He could feel his ball begin to tighten. "Oh, god!" He jerked as he came, shaking as Benny continued to grind against him.

"Uh, Ethan," Benny whimpered as he came, stilling against the spent boy beneath him. He flopped next to Ethan on his bed, boneless. They both panted there for a while, regaining their bearings and catching their breaths.

Ethan turned to look at him with a wide grin. "That was awesome."

"Yup," Benny said, smiling back at him. He reached down and laced their hands together. They both lay there until the drying come on them was getting hard to ignore. "I'll go get a washcloth." Ethan hummed in confirmation, and Benny rose to go to the bathroom.

When he returned, Ethan was already asleep, completely naked. Benny snorted, imagining how embarrassed Ethan would be if he woke up like that. Benny decided to take mercy on him, and wash him off and putting Ethan's underwear back on him. Then, he went downstairs, got some ice and put it on Ethan's sprained ankle, securing it with a towel. When that was finished, Benny couldn't do much more than lay down and pull a blanket over the top of them.


Benny woke up and reached over to try to find Ethan. When he could, he opened his eyes and found the bed space next to him empty. He frowned. Weird. Benny put on his robe before he went downstairs, in case his grandmother had come home during the night. He trailed down with a wide yawn, tired from their activities last night. Just thinking about it brought a smile to Benny's face. He loved Ethan so much.

He found Ethan in the kitchen making some scrambled eggs. "Smells good."

Ethan turned and smiled at him, wearing only a pair of Benny's pajama pants. "Good morning."

"Morning," Benny walked over and wrapped his arms around Ethan's waist and rested his head on top of the shorter boy's. "Grandma home?"

"Nope. I checked her room before I came downstairs."

"Huh. I guess she found someone to go home with. Maybe Mrs. Connors…"

Ethan laughed. "Somehow, Benny, I doubt she went home with a married woman."

Benny hummed and closed his eyes, content to stay like this with Ethan forever. "Love you."

"I love you too, but I really need to get these eggs out of the pan or they're gonna burn."

Benny sighed in fake irritation. "Fine." He released his boyfriend. He could not, however, stop himself from giving Ethan a love tap on the ass as he walked by.

"Benny!" Ethan predictably said. He scrapped the eggs onto two plates and both of the boys chowed down. "I wanted to make something better, but I don't really know how to cook."

"It's perfect." Benny reached across the table to lace their hands together. "Really."

Ethan smiled. "Thank you for putting the ice on my ankle last night. It almost doesn't hurt anymore."

"I'm glad. Anyway, I like doing that sort of stuff for you."

"Same here," Ethan replied. "I guess we really are in love, huh?"



And that's a wrap! I really appreciate all the reads, reviews, follows, and favorites on this story. Seriously, you guys make me feel really great. I was going to add in another scene at the end, but this seemed like the perfect stopping point.

I'm planning on continuing writing My Babysitter's a Vampire stories, so if you guys want to see more, you should stick around :).