Ben was not without the faults of a novice, but he displayed an innate understanding of what would feel good. He sucked gently at the head of Hudson’s cock, worked the shaft with a sure hand, as if the experience of another lifetime flowed through him. Hudson, watching him, saw that Ben had found something he’d long sought without knowing it, and that sweetened the experience immeasurably.

When Hudson felt himself getting close, he drew Ben’s head up and they switched places. Hudson took his time, drawing forth groans from Ben’s throat with every touch of his mouth. Whenever he sensed Ben was nearing the edge, he backed off, letting him cool off before beginning again.

They continued in this way for a long time, neither of them wanting it to end, neither speaking a word. There was an understanding that this was Ben’s initiation into a new world, and both were reluctant to break the spell too quickly. Whenever the threat of orgasm approached, they warded it off with distance, kissing and familiarizing themselves with one another’s body until it was safe to resume.

When it did end, they were lying side by side, each holding the other’s cock in his hand. Ben came first. Hudson felt the quick throb and release as Ben’s body lost control, casting a milky net over his hand and Ben’s stomach. Seeing this, Hudson gave in as well, and while Ben continued to pump him, he lifted his ass from the bed and groaned. Jism arced from his prick, laying a line of white from throat to groin as his balls drew up and he shook with the force of his climax.

There had always been for him, after the shuddering ceased and the heat of his cum had begun to cool into inconvenient stickiness, a moment when he felt ashamed of possessing such animal urges. Now, though, he felt nothing but joy. Beside him, Ben was still breathing heavily. His hand still held Hudson’s softening cock, as if he feared letting go of it.

“Are you okay?” Hudson asked, turning to look at him.

Ben nodded. “I’m trying not to forget what it felt like,” he said.

Hudson leaned over and kissed him. “Don’t worry,” he said. “If you forget, I’ll remind you.”

CHAPTER 40

CHAPTER 40

Ben was cooking eggs when Caddie came in. He flipped them over, looked at his daughter, and said, “Good morning” in a cheerful voice.

Caddie looked at Hudson, seated at the table drinking a cup of coffee, and said nothing. She started to walk through the kitchen on her way upstairs but was stopped short when Ben said, “Sit down. I’m making breakfast.”

“I’m not hungry,” Caddie said stonily.