Moving On - 7. Chapter 7

"C'mon Ben, let's go outside and see if we can find my friends playing another round of ice hockey before it gets too dark." I put on my winter coat and grabbed my backpack.

"Ok," he followed me downstairs to a small closet next to the door where his coat was located, "M'man, on va au lac. Je rentrerai avant la nuit." (Mum, we're going out to the lake. I'll come home before dark.)

"Ok les gars! Mais faites attention à la glace du lac si vous allez marcher sur ça!" Mrs. Lemoureaux said out of the kitchen, "Oh! Habillez-vous chaudement, y fait tellement frette!" (Ok boys! But be careful on the ice if you're going to walk on that! Oh! Dress up warm, it's too cold outside!)

"Ouain, ouain...bye bye" (Yeah, yeah...) Ben said as we went through the door.

"We're walking through the woods close to the shoreline till we reach that trail. C'mon." Yeah, c'mon, so I can find a spot to make out some more. I thought in my mind.

We entered the woods not too far from his house. The lake is surrounded quite well with thick forest and most of the lots have more areas covered by trees than grass. Some areas of the woods aren't developed yet and most likely won't be because of good stubborn landowners refusing to sell them to developers. Those parts of the woods are quite thick enough to give anyone a lot of privacy. Just as I intended before making a visit to my friend's.

A little over five minutes later, we reached the trail that I always use to get to the bus stop. We kept on walking since we're not using that, as Krist's house is on the other side of the lake from my house. We killed time by talking about stuff to get to know each other better.

"Whoa, wait, you have another brother?" I asked in surprise, "But I only counted one."

"Yeah, his name is Adrien. He lives in Montreal on his own. He's in 'cégep', which is sort of your senior high school but a little higher-ranking, but not as good as universities, if you get what I mean. Anyway, he's 18 now and my parents didn't want to make him move with us as he was almost done studying there before going to university," Ben said, "Who do you live with?"

"Well, just with my mom. I don't see Dad much since she divorced him when I was four. I do have a nineteen years old sister, Amanda, but she lives with Dad in New Jersey. I see her more often since she comes to visit every once in a while."

"Sorry to hear that..." Ben began to say, but I interrupted him.

"No need to be. He's just a dick and he's only around here to discuss child support with my mom. The most decent thing he did for us was letting us keep the house next to the lake. So Mom felt that she had to return the favor by letting him take my sister to keep him company. They have joint custody over her, but he doesn't have one on me because Mom was afraid he would take me away from her someday. He didn't bother arguing over that, so he agreed to let her. Just because of that, I don't think very well of him and I stopped caring long ago."

"Heh...that sucks. My parents are so glued to each other, it can be so embarrassing if they get all 'affectionate' in public. I mean, c'mon, who calls each other 'my sweet daisy' and 'my sugar cookie'?" he shivered slightly at the thought of it. I sniggered.

We arrived to a small clearing in the woods covered with dead long wild snow-covered grass, not too far from the lake's shoreline. There were two big old trees in the middle of the clearing and there was a treehouse perched between them.

"What is this?" Ben asked as he discovered the treehouse.

"Me and my friends built it when we were younger," I sighed, "I haven't been in it for a couple of years now. It used to be our secret spot to meet and have fun on many days during our long summer vacations."

I walked towards the wooden ladder and shook it a little to make sure it was still sturdy and safe to climb. I took the first step up and Ben was about to get on as well.

"Wait, I need to check inside to make sure it's still strong enough. It's been a while since we last maintained it." I waved a hand at Ben. He complied and waited as I went up fifteen steps to the hole at a corner of the treehouse. While remaining on the steps, I gave the floor a few taps before I stepped on them. Please, don't break or I'll break my fucking ass falling some ten feet down. I walked slowly around with caution and so far, no creaking or any hint of noise that would show any bad defects.

"Come up!" I poked my head out of the bottom hole.

Ben climbed up to join me in a few seconds. Me and my friends built the treehouse several years ago with the help of Krist's and Alex's dads, and it seemed that they built it strong enough to make it last for years and to support the weight of four boys and two men in it.

"Neat... I always wanted to see what it was like to be inside one. I'm such a city boy, I hadn't the chance when I was younger," Ben said all delighted.

"Yes, come here... I want more of you..." I pulled him to my chest and started to kiss him deeply. I put my hands inside his jeans and undies to feel his smooth ass and he put his inside my coat to feel all over my back. I moved one of my hands from his ass to the front to feel his erection growing almost to full size and I started to massage it.

"Hmmm... oh yeah..." he moaned.

He also moved his hands to my crotch to return the favor to my throbbing erection. I broke free from his mouth and started kissing his cheek, neck, and the underside of his ear.

"Let's stop here..." I whispered in his ear, "I can go on, but I'm kind of a guy that takes a little time to get his gun all cocked and fully loaded for the best shot."

Ben giggled and appeared to agree by letting go of my hard-on.

"Yeah, the best shot to get it all in our hair," he smirked and gave me a kiss on the lips.

"C'mon, we're due for a meeting at Krist's," I stepped down in the hole to climb down the ladder and Ben followed me. The wood started creaking at our weight.

"Wait! Get back in the treehouse..." I warned Ben.

I got off the ladder and told Ben he could now come down.

"The ladder is a little loose, but I can fix that by adding new nails," I told him as he got off the ladder, "But this is our secret spot. My friends never thought of coming inside here. Usually they just walk by twenty-five feet away from here as they head to the bus stop."

We walked for a few minutes until Krist's house started slowly come in view through the thick trees. We could see several guys playing some hockey on the ice. So we went to the dock, and Krist saw us coming and skated towards us.

"Hey, guys! Keep on playing. I'll be back in few minutes," he instructed the guys on the ice, "Hey Steph!" he started until he saw Ben. "Oh, you brought the new kid with you."

"Yeah, Krist, this is Ben. Ben, Krist," I introduced them to each other.

"Hey!" Krist said, offering his hand to shake, "Nice meeting ya."

Ben stared at his hand for a couple of seconds.

"Yo..." I elbowed him lightly.

"Oh! Sorry..." Ben nervously snapped back to life, "Yeah, same to you," and shook his hand.

"Sorry I didn't make it...again," I said as Krist stared at me a little weird, "But I got a good excuse! I missed the bus as Fran didn't give a shit about me running after it."

"Yeah, I know...I saw you running," he smiled, "No problem. We're just finishing up. We're winning 4 to 3."

Suddenly cheering erupted from four guys. Krist turned his head to see what was going on.

"Erm, not anymore, now we're tied," Krist said and skated towards the play area, "Hey, next score finishes the game. It's almost getting too dark to see where the goddamn puck is going!" he called to the team and suddenly shouted as a puck flew dangerously close past his leg. "Ah SHIT! Alex, that was my balls that you nearly sent the puck to. I'm not in the mood for some nutcracking games." Ben and I couldn't help holding our light giggles away from Krist's ears to keep him from noticing.

We watched the game for five minutes until a puck went into the goal, which consisted of a cut log one and a half foot wide. If the puck touches it, it's a goal. Simple as that. Any player is responsible to guard his team's goalpost.

"Krist got it, eh?" Ben asked.

"Yep..." as we watched Krist and my other friends talk to the other four guys who all live on the same side of the lake as me. They're not really friends but they all love getting together for good old hockey to keep up their skills and avoid staying inside too long during long cold winters. They all waved their byes and Krist and the others skated to the dock to sit down and take off their skates.

"Hey!" Alex said as Jake waved at me, "Mind telling us who's the new kid?" Alex asked. C'mon guys, don't start calling him the new kid. That sounds a little degrading and doesn't make the welcome any better.

"Yeah, meet Ben. Ben, this is Alex and Jake."

"Hi..." Ben said shyly and waved at them.

"Wonderful, let's get inside. I'm tired of the cold..." Krist clapped his hand, picked up his skates and stick, and started walking to the house. The rest of us followed him. Krist opened the door for us and we were greeted by Birna.

"I just made you all hot chocolate! Go get them before they're all gone. Oh hi, Ben, nice to see you again today."

"Huh? You met him already?" Krist asked all confused, so I explained to him what we did after we missed the bus and that she took us home. "Ohhh...Hey! Save some hot chocolate for me and Steph...oh and Ben!" Krist went to Alex and Jake as they were about to get their second cup.

We sat down in the living room talking about some stuff while Ben remained mostly quiet, except for some questions that my friend asked him. Ben asked where the bathroom was, and Birna showed him the way.

"He's really quiet," Jake said, "Is he an all right person?"

"Yeah, he's fine... We just need to let him get used to things here. Remember, he just moved," I told him.

"He acts a little weird though, the way he stares while we are talking," said Krist. Damn it, Ben, but I can't blame him though. I do find my friends good-looking, but they're too straight to even have any chances with them. Mental note, warn Ben as he may not realize what he was doing that could arouse some suspicions. But it's been five minutes since he left for the bathroom.

"I'll be right back," I told them.

I walked to the bathroom upstairs and knocked on the door.

"Ben?" I softly said through the door.

I heard the door being unlocked, so I turned the knob and let myself in. Ben was sitting on the huge counter next to the mirror with his eyes a little red and wet.

"Awh, Ben, what happened?" I asked as I grabbed some tissue to give him to wipe his eyes dry.

"Nothing, when I was being quiet with your friends, I was thinking too much of that guy that I talked about this morning," Ben smiled at me, "I'm done being emo, no worries."

"Anything I could do for you?" I asked him, feeling obligated to help him at this moment.

"Well, yes. Kiss me." Ben went to lock the door.

I so wanted to comply and went for his lips, but he stopped my lips with his hand.

"But..." he hesitated, "Just to calm down my paranoid mind, just hear me out. You told me this morning you want to try to love me. If we're going towards this path of giving us a try, then let's go there. I don't mind jumping into this hole. But reassure me that you won't be like that guy I had before. If so, then tell me..." he pleaded.

"Of course not...we're all different people..." I said.

"Let's jump in and I won't question you like that anymore," he smiled with joy on his face, "C'mon...jump in..." and he let me kiss him. I felt like we were falling and falling into a hole as he just said. I felt from there, there was no way out except to keep falling for him.

"Hmmm, yes, I don't feel like ever letting you go," I whispered to him through the kissing.

He put his hand under my shirt and lifted it, giving my chest a massage with his lips and tongue. I leaned back against the counter to let him do his work.

"Ah-ah-ah, Ben," I said just before he decided to make me absolutely weak as he went for my right nipple, "Ughhh..." I moaned to show him how much I was enjoying this.

"Il faut le lécher..." (I gotta lick it...) he whispered as he continued to torture me by blowing some air on my nipple.

"Ta queue..." I unzipped his jeans and pulled down his undies a little to expose his hard manhood, and started to give it gentle stokes.

"Ouais, caresse-la" (Yeah, stroke it...)

Ben unzipped my jeans and reached down in my undies to pay some attention to my dick by rubbing my sweet spot just right under the head with his thumb.

"Oh shit, go easy..." I said through my teeth, as waves of pleasure pulsated through my shaft.

"Maybe...maybe not..." he smirked at me before diving for my lips for more kisses and further softening our lips.

We kissed and kissed while I was stroking his dick and he was still slowly introducing orgasmic provoking pulses to my dick that were getting stronger and stronger with each second of rubbing under the head. We were so into it and thought nothing would stop us. Suddenly, someone knocked at the door, and we broke free from each other.

"Is everything ok in there?" Krist asked through the door.

"Shit..." I hissed at Ben as I stuffed my hard cock back in my briefs, zipped up my jeans, and pulled my shirt down, "Oh yeah, everything is ok now..." I replied. Ben looked at me, with his dick still poking out.

"Yo, put it back in," I said extremely softly at him. Ben nodded his head saying 'no'. He brought out a big grin all over his face.

"Ok...come out then!" Krist said few seconds later.

"Just a sec..." I replied automatically.

I took Ben's dick and stuffed it back in his undies and jeans.

"I'll take care of it later, you won't regret it," I kissed him on the lips. Hmmm, ok, let go...hmmm, no some more. No! Let go now, Krist's waiting. Yo! I can hear my gay side giggling evilly in the corner of my mind. Ben pushed me away.

"Don't get too happy," he said.

We looked in the mirror to make sure our appearances were proper, and I opened the door. Krist just stood there, staring at us and inspecting every inch of us. I looked at Ben, who managed to get his eye a little red again just like I found him before.

"Don't get happy what?" he asked, all curious.

"Sorry Krist, I was having a little emotional outburst, and Steph had to calm me down," he told him shyly. I nodded my head to Krist to confirm.

"Oh... OH! No problem. Sorry for bothering you..." Krist quickly apologized.

"Oh, I was finished when you knocked," Ben answered back.

"Okkk...let's go back down. We're watching a movie and my mom is making some popcorn, so..." said Krist.

"Ah no, I better get home. I told my mom that I'd be back around dark," he told Krist, who seemed a little disappointed.

"Ok! I'll just ask her if she can bring you guys back," he walked downstairs and we followed him, "Mamma, geturðu tekið hann heim?" (Icelandic: Mom, can you take him home?)

"Af hverju geturðu ekki tekið hann heim?" (Why can't you take him home?) Birna replied.

"JÚ!" (YES!) he jumped in joy, "She's letting me take you home," he gave us a big grin. Like me Krist also has his permit, and even thought it requires parental supervision, his mother let him go by himself sometimes to take us home since it's only a few minutes away and she believed he was already good enough to get a license. He'll take his road test in couple weeks.

We followed him to the car where he put in a CD and started his favorite songs that he had been dying to try out with the good stereo in the car. He backed up and pulled out of the driveway on to the road. Driving over the speed limit of 25 mph, he was already at 35 mph. Not too far from Ben's house, Krist had to stop suddenly on the road and I nearly got my face flattened on the windshield.

"Jesus Krist, why did you do that...?" I annoyingly grumbled, hoping it wasn't one of his tricks. Last time he did that, he screamed so loud to scare the shit out of me for nothing as he was playing around.

"I saw something, like a couple of eyes reflecting and it had legs and was moving into the trees," he quietly said and turned down the music, "I swear...it's true."

"Oh come off it! This is getting old..." I started to say until I saw something moving for a second between the trees, "What the fuck?..."

"There guys!" Ben pointed out quietly as some animal walked out of the trees. It was a black bear walking on the road.

"Awh, it's just a bear..." Krist sat back all relieved.

"But why is it walking towards the car?" I asked him.

Krist looked to see if he wasn't seeing things.

"Shit..." Krist said as the bear walked to the headlights, sniffing it. Several seconds of sniffing, it decided to put its front paws on the hood of the car.

"Go away!" Krist shouted at the bear.

The bear leaned towards the windshield, trying to take some sniffs of us, and jumped up and down on the hood, shaking the car. All of us jumped and inched back away from the windshield, a little spooked at this unpredictable behavior.

"What the hell..." Krist went for the horn and started bleeping like crazy. The bear got spooked, jumped off the hood, and ran back in the woods. Krist stopped and stood frozen, absorbing what's just happened here. He started to let out some light laughs before letting out a full one.

"Damn, it got us all worked up for nothing," he sniggered, "C'mon...let's get moving."

Krist pulled in Ben's driveway and set the car in park. Ben got out and Krist rolled down the window.

"Hey Ben! Tomorrow you sit next to us on the bus! No buts!" Krist called out to him. Ben took notice and waved. I waved bye as well.

"He's nice. I like him though he doesn't talk much," Krist said as he got back on the road.

"Give him time, it took me a little effort to get him talking, but he was never that quiet with me," I replied. Krist would never admit it, but ordering him to sit next to us on the bus tomorrow just showed that he always has a warm-side in him. It usually takes some tricks to get it out in the open.