Ben 10 Porn Story: Fantasy Chapter 5
Ben sat up, puzzling over his dream. This time, the cable box said it was two in the morning. Ben had slept for only two hours. But now, his thoughts were racing so quickly he doubted he’d ever go back to sleep.
Someone I like….Gwen’s just my cousin, and I don’t hang out with any other girls, Ben searched his mind frantically, but the only females he spent time with were all related to him. Except for Julie, of course, but she wasn’t the answer either.
“What’s wrong?” Kevin had come back into the living room, on his way to the kitchen for a midnight snack. But Ben’s whimpering had temporarily side tracked him. “You keep making a funny noise…
“I’m thinking,” Ben explained.
“Ah. So that’s the sound of your brain trying not to explode,” Kevin joked. Ben glared.
“It just doesn’t make sense,” Ben said finally.
“What, are we still on what Julie was up to?” Kevin headed towards the kitchen and grabbed a soda. He flicked the living room light on before taking a seat in the recliner beside the sofa. “I already told ya. Gwen said that Julie’s just staying out of your way so you can get started with this other girl.”
A shocking thought occurred to Ben. One so disconcerting, he didn’t want to mention it, but he had to. It was the only possibility he hadnt examined. “Uh…Kevin…did she actually say another girl?”
“Yeah, she said you liked someone else,” Kevin took a swig of his soda, not realizing he hadn’t grasped Ben’s meaning.
“No, I mean…did she say …did she say the word girl?”
“No,” Kevin admitted. It took a moment to register. “Wait….are you saying you like a guy? Seriously, Tennyson?”
“I don’t know if that’s what she meant,” Ben faked a laugh, “I’m just wondering. I don’t like any guys, I promise.” Ben insisted, feeling a sudden pang in his chest – Kevin’s expression was shocked and a little uneasy.
“Okay, if you say so,” Kevin finished off his soda, crushed the can, and threw it on the table. “Get some more sleep, man. And if you have any more weird dreams, you should tell Gwen about ’em.”
“Think she’d be able to help?”
“I think that I can’t,” Kevin said simply.
Later that day, after he’d been dropped off, Ben sat on his bed and pulled his phone out. He paused for a moment, before dialing his cousin’s number. “Gwen?” Ben waited for her to respond. “Gwen, I know you picked up the phone. I need to talk to you.”
“Sorry, Ben,” Gwen said suddenly, “I was just thinking about something. So, what’s wrong?”
“Dreams,” Ben explained. For a moment, Gwen felt her heartbeat quicken. Please don’t figure out I’m doing it…, she prayed. “I’m having these really weird ones, and…Well, with what happened with Julie, they’re hinting at something that’s….” Ben forced a chuckle, “well, completely ridiculous, really.”
Gwen let out a sigh of relief. Ben wasn’t on to her. “Oh? And what’s ridiculous?”
“My dreams are hinting that I like someone I couldn’t.”
“Why couldn’t you?”
“Because he —because the person,” Ben corrected himself, “Likes someone else.” And because I’m not gay, Ben added to himself.
“Even if uh…this ‘person’ likes someone else, it doesn’t mean you don’t like hi–them,” Gwen clutched the phone with both hands, trying to take comfort in the motion. “Ben…I’m going to ask you a question. You have to be honest.”
“Of course,” Ben agreed.
“Do you like Kevin?”
Ben paused. “Well, he’s not as bad as he used to be. So yeah, I like him sometimes. He’s not a bad friend.”
“That’s not what I mean, Ben.”
“What about how you feel about him?”
“This isn’t about me, Ben,” Gwen said impatiently. “I need to know. It doesn’t necessarily mean you’re gay…love is love.”
“So now you’re jumping from thinking I have a man-crush to thinking I’m in love with him?” Ben frowned. “It’s not true, Gwen. I don’t love Kevin.”
“Fine,” Gwen said sharply, “I’ll talk to you later.” she hung up the phone, leaving Ben bewildered.
“Why does she care so much?” Ben muttered, closing his cell a little too roughly. “I don’t like Kevin that way. She does….”
“She does what?” Kevin stood in the door frame. Before Ben could ask how he’d gotten in, Kevin held up a metal plated hand. “How many times are you going to break the back door? We have a door bell.”
“This way’s more fun,” Kevin said simply, sitting down in the computer chair. “Now, are you ready to stop moping around?”
“I’m not moping…just thinking,” Ben glanced down at the floor again.
“Hey Ben?”
“Yeah?”
“You know, I’m not going to bug you about it if you do like some guy or whatever. ….well, I’ll probably tease you a little,” Kevin admitted. “But it won’t be anything serious. I don’t care how you swing, man.”
The word ‘swing’ brought Ben’s thoughts back to his dreams. Ben gulped. “Well, I may know who it is now.”
“Oh?” Kevin tried to appear like he wasn’t interested.
Ben’s words tumbled out, without any careful thought. “Apparently it means you…” Ben’s green eyes tried to make contact with Kevin’s black ones, but Kevin said nothing. He just rose from his chair, and walked out. He paused before he reached the hallway.
“I uh…” Kevin shook his head, “I’ll see you around,” he said finally, before leaving. Ben didnt stop him. He just watched him leave.
“Oh great,” Ben muttered. “Way to screw that one up, Tennyson…” Ben glanced at his phone, wondering if he should call Gwen and tell her what had happened, but he quickly decided against it. He just wanted to be alone for right now.