After Gary didn't get any response from knocking on the door of Bernie's house, he decided he would go round the side to check if Joyce might be around back. Looking at the towel in his hand, he noticed he had forgotten his cell phone in the car. He didn't want to miss it if Bernie or Lil tried to reach him, since they had no way of knowing he was somewhere they could reach.
Gary walked across the lawn, crossed the street and walked down the block to where he had found a place to park Stuart's Super Surf Van. Sometimes there were disadvantages to a large car. As he was walking back, a taxi passed him. There was a young man in the back seat with dark curly hair. He paid it little mind and opened up the van. He rummaged round and found the phone where he had tossed it after deciding to resist making that telephone call and likely find himself cheating on Bernie.
When Gary approached the gate to the back yard, he heard the back door opening. He looked through a seam in the high wooden gate to see if Bernie's mom Joyce might be going into the house. Maybe she had heard his knocking and was going to check the door. But he heard voices, paused to see who it was, and stood quietly listening.
"Ben!" he heard Joyce say. "I'm glad to see you! Come right over and give me a hug."
"Hi Aunt Joyce," a young man's voice said. It looked like the young man from the taxi, with curly dark hair and lightly tanned skin. He walked across the pool deck to Joyce, who rose from her lounging chair and gave him a big hug.
As Joyce stood to greet Ben, Gary could see that she was naked except for her sun hat. It didn't seem to bother either of them. Gary figured that Joyce, the author of "Free To Masturbate," didn't make a big deal about being seen naked, while Ben most have seen his aunt without clothes before.
They kissed each other's cheeks. "I'm sorry Naomi couldn't be here to greet you, Ben," Joyce said. "Why don't you make yourself comfortable. She'll be back before dinnertime."
Ben began to peel off his clothes, and soon he was as naked as his Aunt Joyce. "She told me to call her Bernie now," he said. "I guess she doesn't like Naomi that much any more. What's she doing?" Ben asked.
"She's out with her new boyfriend Gary and his sister Lil." Joyce held up a bottle of suntan oil. "Do your back?" she asked.
"Sure, thanks," Ben replied. Joyce began to rub suntan oil into his pale golden skin. "That's a bit of a surprise," he said. "Does Bernie really like him?" Ben asked. "I mean, are they serious? She told me she wasn't really sure the last time we talked."
"They seem to get along pretty well together," Joyce said. "Studying for their required courses, playing chess, going out to movies. What she's told me about him seems pretty favorable. And from what I can hear through her door," Joyce said, "she likes the sex quite a bit."
Ben sighed. "I'm glad she's happy with him," he said, looking back over his shoulder at Joyce.
"I did ask her," Joyce said, "what she was going to tell you about him. After all, you two have had sort of a special relationship for several years. Lie down on your front, I can't do your butt if you're sitting on it."
Ben lay down on the lounger Joyce had been reclining on. "Well, it's not like we were ever boyfriend and girlfriend," Ben said. "We just... played around together. Tried things out."
Joyce oiled her hands again and started on Ben's bare buttocks. "I know how important you've been to her, Ben," Joyce said. "Especially her senior year of high school. Having someone like you in her life really helped her feel better about herself, when she was being teased, shunned, and harassed. Having someone treat her like she wasn't a freak."
"But that wasn't about her, that was about..." Ben started.
"Me, I know," said Joyce. "My book went into the curriculum that year, and as soon as they found out she was my daughter, they made her life hell. I don't think all of them, or even most of them had any real ill will for her. It's just the way immature people respond to something that makes them uncomfortable. Like masturbation, for Goddess' sake."
Ben laughed.
"I'm really glad she had you then," Joyce said. "I couldn't think of a more gentle, thoughtful person for her to explore sex with. Imagine if her first lover had been that one boy who was pitching her that line that if she went all the way with him, she'd be liked and accepted again." Joyce massaged her way down Ben's legs.
"Or worse," Ben said. "I saw a couple of the other guys who were after her. And for myself, I'm glad I didn't have to sneak around or pretend anything to start out."
"But you're wondering if it's 'Thanks, Ben, been good to know you.'?" Joyce asked.
"Well, I am kind of wondering," Ben said. "Just last week when I was getting ready to come out here, I called Bernie on the phone and asked how she was doing and all, and we ended up talking about old times. She said how much she enjoyed having sex with me when she came up to visit, especially the new stuff we tried out. We finished up by masturbating together over the phone. I'm puzzled that she sounds like she's ready to make this guy her one and only."
Gary blinked. Bernie had said she was going up to visit her cousin, several weeks after he thought they were getting serious about each other.
Joyce said to Ben, "She was telling me about your last visit together. She was happy that you got to have another sexual 'first' together. But as to you and Gary, I think she's still figuring it out," Joyce says. "She doesn't want to let go of you, but until she's more confident in Gary, she doesn't want to bring it up. How would you feel if you had a new girlfriend say, 'I really like you, Ben, but by the way, can I keep having sex with my old boyfriend? He won't be in town much.'"
"It happened to me last year," Ben said. "It felt pretty weird, but I gave it a try. It was actually fine, at least as far as that worked out. But we lost touch after she failed her tenure hearing and had to find another position."
"You were sleeping with a professor?" Joyce asked. Her hands paused in their task of rubbing oil into Ben's skin.
"Not remotely in my major," Ben replied. "It was kind of exciting, actually, even if it didn't do anything for my grades. Especially doing it in her office."
Joyce shook her head and started stroking oil into Ben again. "Turn over," she said. "Time for the front. Are you seeing anybody?"
Ben rolled over. Watching through the fence, Gary wasn't surprised to see he had a partially erect cock rising from a small tangle of dark pubic hair. Circumcised, he could tell. Gary couldn't resist comparing Ben's cock with his own. He guessed that Ben's might be a little longer, but his own was almost as long, and thicker.
"It's kind of complicated," Ben said. "Sort of."
Joyce sniffed. "You can sort it out for me later," she said. "Oh, Gary and his sister are coming over for dinner," she added. "We're going to fire up the grill." She rubbed oil into the front of Ben's legs. "Well, you look happy to be here," she said, nodding at Ben's part-erection. "Do you want a little oil for your penis?"
"Sure," Ben said.
Joyce rubbed her hands together with another squirt of oil, then used long, spreading, stroking motions to oil Ben's cock. It twitched and stiffened at her touch. "There you go," she said, and slid her oily hands up to Ben's chest to spread oil on his upper body. Ben casually closed a hand around his cock shaft and began to pump it in a classic jacking off motion. Joyce kneeled on a towel by his head and rubbed his cheeks, temples, and scalp with her fingers.
Ben said something quietly to Joyce, whose head was next to his. She nodded, and moved down his body to put a hand below Ben's pumping fist, near the base of his cock. She did something, and Ben squeezed his eyes closed and moaned. Then he relaxed and sighed, still pumping his cock in his oily fist.
"Another one?" Joyce asked.
"Oh yeah," Ben said. "Oh wow, you're in. Oh yeah, wiggle your fingers inside me, yeah!" Ben's body started shaking, and his cock shot out white come onto his oil-shiny stomach and chest. He kept pumping and moaning for at least half a minute.
Joyce gently withdrew her hand and smiled at him. "Time to hit the showers, champ," she said.
Gary was still frozen to the spot. He wasn't so much upset as simply bewildered. His girlfriend Bernie was still stuck on her cousin Ben? Bernie was visiting Ben and having some sexual "first" a few weeks _after_ she and Gary had started dating? His girlfriend's mom casually helps Ben jack off when he doesn't see Bernie like he expected? Gary swallowed. It all felt a bit weird to him, but not, well, over the top.
He thought of the cell phone in his pocket, and that call he had wanted to make. If Bernie was still stuck on Ben, still having sex with him, maybe Gary shouldn't be neglecting his other opportunities. He should get whatever he could, whether it was from Bernie or not.
But maybe it would be best to play it cool. To knock again, then go round and tap on the gate. It seemed like Bernie was really thinking Gary was special, even though they hadn't been together that long. It would be silly to get himself in trouble with Bernie because he didn't understand where she was coming from with this history with her cousin Ben. And by Ben and Joyce's standards, maybe the best thing to do was to march right in and let Joyce help him out the same way she did for Ben. Gary almost laughed out loud. It was crazy, but he felt his cock jump to imagine himself in Ben's place.
But maybe he should just go straight to Bernie. He could drop Lil at home or something, and see if he could talk with Bernie while Lil was getting ready to go over to Bernie's house with them. He could tell Bernie what he saw and get her side of the story. On a hot day like today, Lil often liked an afternoon shower. Or he could think of some other excuse to talk with her away from Lil. Or what the heck, maybe with Lil there tool |