I didn't have to wait for long until Ben to came over again. Two days later there was at the front door looking a bit fidgety and nervous. He was wearing a T-shirt and loose fitting board shorts that weren't completely hiding his thick, erect cock.
"Would you like something to drink," I asked as we walked down to the lounge room.
"Yes thanks", replied Ben.
In spite of his nervousness he seemed more relaxed and at peace with himself and that chip on his shoulder was less evident. Maybe he was coming to terms with the fact that he liked cocks. His mother had also noticed that he was easier to get along with lately so it wasn't just my imagination.
We chatted for a while and I found out a few things about Ben. He was fairly inexperienced sexually, apart from our encounters he had never even touched another male and didn't masturbate much either. Sure, he had petted heavily with girls and fucked them but this was always for appearance, and he never enjoyed it that much. He said thought their bodies were okay but it just didn't seem enough somehow.
"What about men of your own age, are you having sex with them now,? I asked.
"I tried it with a 20 year old guy I met in a public toilet but I think I prefer older men like you" was his reply, "you know what you are doing and it's nice to be sharing the same cock with my Mum".
By now, with all this talk, I had a strong, hot erection. I told him to stand up and take his clothes off. Just looking at his beautiful, strong, naked body was almost making me come in my pants. I still couldn't believe how smooth and hairless his body was except, that is, for the thick hair all over his cock and up the crack of his bottom. I could clearly see his flat stomach muscles right down to where his cock began. Ben was a young man in his prime.
I undressed and we both stood there for a few moments looking at each other. I reached out and felt his balls, rolling and kneading them around through his thick hair. He started panting and moaning as I knelt down in front of him and started licking his tight stomach, slowly working my way down to his stiff cock and large heavy balls. I slid my tongue up and down his shaft and gently sucked each of his balls into my mouth, rolling them around and around. Ben reached out with both hands and hung onto my shoulders to steady himself.
"Umm, that feels good" said Ben.
I stood up and told him he could touch me if he wanted to. He looked into my eyes with a sort of look that expressed his excitement at not only being allowed, but also being encouraged to play with my cock.
"It's okay Ben, you allowed to. There is nothing wrong with men playing with each other's bodies." I re-assured Ben.
He reached out and touched my cock for the first time. I sat back on the couch with my legs forward and apart and told him he could kneel down between them and play with my cock for as long as he wanted to.
"You have a really nice cock and it feels so good to be able to feel it," said Ben.
"Ohhh Bennn, you are getting me very worked up," I responded.
After a while he opened his mouth and, copying me, started licking up and down my shaft and licking my balls. He then did something very unexpected; he put his mouth over the knob of my penis and started sucking it. Like his mother, he seemed to be naturally good at cock sucking. He didn't pull away when he got me to the point of climax but just kept on going.
I couldn't hold back any longer nor did I want to, I wanted to be the first to fill his mouth and throat with hot cum. My legs automatically straightened and stiffened as I started ejaculating into his mouth. It was glorious letting my balls and cock empty out into Ben's wet, warm mouth and could tell he got a shock with his first taste of cum but still managed to swallow it all with a couple of big gulps.
From the look on his face I knew he didn't like the taste but, at the same time, we also both knew it was a taste that he would come to look forward to.
"That was wonderful Ben, did you enjoy it? I asked.
"Well it didn't taste like I thought it would and I panicked a bit because there was so much of it but my tummy feel nice and full now" was his reply.
I thought it was time I took his education a little further so took him by the hand and lead him into the kitchen where I bent him forwards over the kitchen bench and told him to hang on. I came over to him with a bottle of olive oil and poured some into the palm of my hand. I was going to finger fuck his arse.
He had a nice muscular bottom and I spent some time just rubbing it and stroking it all over avoiding his crack or his genitals. He was starting to relax. I let my fingers stray closer to his crack, letting them go further and further towards his anus. He started to tense up a bit.
"Is this okay", I asked.
