Coming Home: The Davis Brothers

14. Ben And Benji

"Baby, can you help me to the bathroom?" Ben asked, his voice sounding urgent.

Benji lifted his head from Ben's chest and opened his eyes halfway. "Hm?"

Ben couldn't help but smile. His boy's hair was all mussed up and he had a little string of drool dripping from his mouth. So stinking cute.

"I fucking love you, baby," Ben said with a chuckle. "And I'd love to lounge around with you a while longer, but I'm about to piss the bed."

"Oh!" Benji jumped out of bed, nearly tripping over the blankets. He untangled himself and ran over to the other side. He helped Ben out of bed, then followed him to the bathroom.

Ben stood in front of the toilet and looked down at Benji with a raised brow, then started to chuckle. Benji was staring down at Ben's huge piss-hard-on, mouth agape, as if he'd never seen a man's erect penis before.

Benji swallowed the mouthful of drool and cleared his throat. "You can't pee with it like that."

No shit. "Give it a thump," Ben said. He closed his eyes and concentrated on making it go down enough to piss. That was pretty hard to do with his little man standing next to him, naked with his own hard-on jutting out from his crotch.

Benji flicked the head of Ben's cock with his finger and he watched it slowly start to deflate.

"Okay," Ben croaked.

Benji wrapped his small hand around the girthy shaft and skinned it back and aimed it down towards the bowl.

Ben noted the way Benji stared at him piss with fascination. It wasn't the first time. His boy seemed to have a thing for watching him take a piss. He wondered for a second if Benji wanted to try water sports. It was something he never really thought about and it wasn't something that turned him on, but if Benji wanted to try it, he'd give it a shot.

"You like watching me piss, don't you?" Ben whispered.

Benji shrugged and looked up at Ben, then let his eyes fall back down to Ben's cock, embarrassed at getting caught gawking but not able to look away. "I like..." Benji swallowed nervously, his voice barely above a whisper. He took a breath and looked back up at Ben's face. "I like to watch you pee, but I don't want you to, you know, pee on me, or whatever..."

Ben smiled. It was a little perverse, but he liked to see Benji squirm uncomfortably sometimes. He wanted Benji to be open and comfortable with him, whether it was talking about sex or anything else. "Good to know."

Once Ben finished, Benji gave it a good shake, then another for good measure. One more time wouldn't hurt...

"More than a couple of times means you're playing with it," Ben snickered.

Benji jerked his hand away and blushed. "Come on, let's take a shower, you perv."

"Oh, I'm the perv? You're the one jacking me off when you're supposed to be helping me take a piss."

Benji's mouth fell open. "I was not! I--"

Ben laughed and leaned down and planted a kiss on his baby's lips, interrupting his pointless denial.

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"I don't know about this, baby," Ben said with a groan.