What Ben Is Made Of Chap 1 (Patreon)

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What Ben Is Made Of

While his cousin Gwen got the omnitrix, Ben Tennyson awakened his spark, but things have been different. Despite all the magic and power he can do he’s been feeling restless, and having dreams. Imagine his surprise when his grandmother pays him a visit and helps explain what he’s made of.  

Chapter 1 It’s Just A Dream, Right?  

It all goes back to that summer, the best summer ever as far as they were concerned. Ben and Gwen Tennyson at first thought it was gonna be the worst summer ever, as they didn’t exactly get along.  

Gwen, the book worm, study type, who practiced martial arts. Ben, the soccer loving, video game/comic book loving, smarter than he looked type. They didn’t see eye to eye on anything, until that day happened.  

When a strange alien device stuck itself upon Gwen’s wrist, and made her Gwen 10. She was capable of turning into 10 aliens, at first it was weird for her but after awhile she loved being a hero. She honed her martial arts through her alien bodies which allowed her to draw out their unique potential.  

Ben of course, got a little jealous, becoming a hero was his life long dream. Now here his cousin was, fighting bad guys, making arch enemies, saving the day he wanted to do that stuff to. Which for awhile he tried, despite not having any powers he still tried to help out, showing courage in the face of danger.  

It wasn’t till halfway through the summer did Ben get his own powers. Magic charms, a spell book, even a magic bag. With his new powers he gained his own arch enemies, and even helped Gwen out with hero work. Their Grandfather, Grandpa Max, told them if they were gonna do this, they had to keep their identities a secret.  

Gwen could transform no problem there, but Ben he had to get creative. He made a mask and a whole costume and became Lucky Boy! It was fun, fighting bad guys, learning the secret about their family.  

Oh yeah, get this their Grandpa Max, wasn’t just a plumber, he worked for an alien police group known as The Plumbers. He fought alien scum, not soap scum, he was actually pretty bad ass. Max didn’t want to put them into danger, but with Gwen’s omnitrix and Ben’s charms, they had people coming after them anyway so might as well train them to be ready.  

Ben had the charms of Bezel, each one had their own unique abilities. Charm of Luck and Probability, Charm of Resurrection, Charm of Pyrokinesis, Charm of Telekinesis, Charm of Electrokinesis, and the Key Stone of Bezel. Each one was powerful in their own right, but with the key stone, it amplified the users ability by 10.  

That summer seemed so long ago…

While Gwen had given up the omnitrix, to pursue a normal life, Ben had only grown stronger. He practiced his powers every day, gathering new spell books and research, finding the occasional magical artifact to add to his collection.  

He was at the point where he even started making his own Charms, not of Bezel but of him. The charms were made by the wizard Bezel in his quest for power, so Ben did the same. It was a lot more difficult to say the least, he had to learn the true name of the force he was trying to wield, offer up enough magic or mana to forge a proper vessel and then infuse the power to create the charm.  

Through trial and error Ben began to bear fruit of his hard work. He wasn’t being lazy either, he only made a charm after mastering a certain collection of spells, he got so good he didn’t even need the incantation to use some them anymore just a thought, so he tried to take the powers to the next level. He soon had the Charm of Aquakinesis, which gave him the ability to control and manipulate water. Charm of Flora, which gave him the power to manipulate plant life. Charm of Motion, which granted the power to give motion to the motionless. Charm of Invisibility, which gave him the power to mask himself completely, masking his scent aura and form. The last charm he made was forged by collecting some of his favorite spells and uniting them into one, the Charm of Sight.  

He kept it in his mask, allowing him to access different sight spells so long as he wore the mask; night vision, heat vision, x-ray vision, etc. His mana control and manipulation had gotten better.  

Still despite his improvements he still felt restless. The days passed like a blur, school, soccer, training, hero time, sleep, with breaks in the middle to eat drink bathe etc. He sometimes wondered if he was stuck in a rut, or if there was something missing in his life.

Things only got worse when Gwen showed up at his soccer game, with news that Grandpa Max was missing. She took up the omnitrix once more and they were getting the band back together so to speak. “So Ben, how’s your magic?”  

He smirked at her, and with a single thought he was back in his Lucky Boy outfit, the Charms of Bezel on his right arm, and the Charms of Ben on his left, except for the one in his mask. The Key Stone was over his chest, his magic bag attached to a belt around his waist. “Pretty good!”  

They met up with a plumber looking into Max’s disappearance, and they came across an old kinda sorta friend. Kevin Ethan Levin, they met him over the summer, and while he and Ben hit it off, he and Gwen not so much.  

He had absorbed energy from the omnitrix and became mutated, the energy made him crazy. Yet time after time, Ben had tried to help him and vouch for him. He believed in Kevin even now, despite you know being a broker for some shady looking dudes, the Forever Knights and some aliens that had attacked Gwen at their Grandpa’s motor home the Rustbucket.

Kevin wanted to help, but Gwen wasn’t exactly trusting. Her omnitrix had given her access to new aliens. “He’s a criminal, we can’t trust him.”

“Search me if you like!” he says, raising his hands up in surrender.  

“I’d rather arrest you and send you back to the null void!” she snapped. “Hold on Gwen,” he stopped her and touched his mask. “Scan!” his eyes glowed, and he peered through Kevin’s clothing, any metal or tech would be seen by him.  

He got quite a bit more than he expected as his gaze roamed over Kevin’s naked body. ‘He grew up fine!’ he thinks, fighting a blush. He could see everything, every inch of muscle, the raven’s treasure trail, and holy fuck his cock. The piece wasn’t even hard and it was so big.  

Ben gulped, feeling his body tingle like it was given a little shock. He scanned every inch of Kevin, the male’s body being committed to memory. “He’s clean!” He says blushing.

“Everything alright Benji?” his pet name for Ben. The brunette shivered. “I’m fine!” he says, possibly a little too loud. He wasn’t fine, he was hard, his cock swelling with desire. He couldn’t think about that now, they had a mission to complete.

So their little band was formed, they took on the Forever Knights, and the DNAliens, servants of the Highbreed.  

Something big was going down, and Grandpa Max was in the middle of it. He shouldn’t have had to take all this on alone. Max did know, but he tried to keep them safe, but he left behind some messages, telling them they needed to gain more allies.  

So they found the Plumber Kids, and one by one their forces grew, and they continued wrecking the Highbreed’s plans. With each new comrade Ben felt that similar flicker he felt with Kevin. His relationship with Kevin had grown, and still Ben found himself wanting something, needing it he started having dreams.  

Ben’s POV Dream

I knew it was something, some feeling I couldn’t describe. Our comrades, most were males, a few bad apples in the bunch, but the good outweighed the bad. Yet upon meeting them I felt this spark, and I got excited. The same with Kevin, and the more time I spent with them the more this feeling continued to grow. To my surprise I started having dreams about them, they were different, but all amazing.  

With Alan, he is mine, is such a good boy for me. I take him from behind and he loves it. He’s so hot inside and I love it! Every thrust makes him shiver, his tight channel clenching around me. He’s so hot inside it feels like my dick is melting. I don’t even need to touch his cock, I can make him cum on pure anal stimulus.  

Oh he felt so good when he cums, if anything he gets even hotter and tighter. He pulls me over the edge and I cum deep inside him. Each spurt makes Alan shiver and moan, he likes my cum inside him. I find that hot, and begin my thrusts again stuffing his cum filled hole.     

His cock is still hard and wanting ready for more rounds. My own stamina seeming to grow with each passing thrust. In round two, I still don’t touch his cock, but I play with his nips. They were almost begging me to, and his reactions are adorable. The dream carries on till we cum again.  

So with that dream I figured I was gay, had to be. This only made my thoughts of Kevin more confusing but I’ll get to that. As he wasn’t the only one I was dreaming about.  

Then there was Manny, another Plumber’s kid, he is half Tetramand, I’ve seen Gwen turn into one of him time and time again. He had the same attitude as Kevin, though maybe with a shorter temper.  

With Manny I was on the receiving end, his four strong arms, lifted me up, his lower ones strong enough to lift me up and down on his cock. My back was pressed to his strong pecs and rock hard abs, his upper arms, playing with my nips.  

His cock was so big, plundering my hole and fucking me deep, every time he buried himself to the hilt, I saw stars. My hard cock bobbed and swayed with every thrust, whipping pre this way and that.  

The hybrid’s strength made me weak in the knees, which is a good thing I wasn’t using them. He slammed me down onto his mighty shaft and I cried out for more. More he gave me, but only after I begged.  

He made me beg, and his hand dropped and toyed with my cock, that was it, I came. My hole clamping down onto his thrusting cock. He hissed, muttering something about too tight, and I felt him cum inside me. It felt so good, each spurt was thick and powerful, making my insides shudder with each hit.  

Holding me tight we basked in the pleasure, that is till Manny got his second wind, and proceeded to either fuck me against the nearest wall, or drop me completely sticking his huge red cock in my face making me lick it clean.  

These dreams seemed to only confuse me more, was I a top a bottom, I didn’t know. It was clear I liked guys, as I started having dreams about Pierce, he was rather unique. In none of my dreams with Pierce did we have anal sex, it was always oral sex, or hand jobs.  

Sometimes we’d just sit next to each other, making out. I stroked his cock, and he stroked mine. He had a nice piece to, I didn’t get why I didn’t want to take it, or try to take him. He pumped me a little faster, and I returned the favor.  

He moans, his cock twitching in my grasp. Pre spilled from both our cocks, running over our stroking hands, which allowed us to pump even faster. He was pumping me so fast my balls were bouncing.  

I had a trick of my own, rubbing his cock head with my thumb, teasing his slit. We came together, seed erupting onto our respective chests. He collects my seed and brings it to his lips. It was hot to watch him lick it up.  

We move into the 69 position, and he starts sucking my dick, moaning as he takes all of my meat into his mouth. Damn it felt good, his moans sent lovely vibrations through my shaft. He was an A class cock sucker, hollowing his cheeks to suck harder, lapping with each pass.  

Not to be outdone I acted in kind, slurping and sucking his twitching manhood. Our dreams end, usually by cumming in each other’s mouth.  

Then there was Cooper, with him I was possibly even more dominating with the blonde. It seems in my dream Cooper liked to wear women’s clothing. I really don’t get how I come up with this stuff, but in my dream it’s clear as day. Cooper wears panties, a skirt, and an adorable top.  

In my dreams I don’t really question anything, I just go through the motions. I play with Cooper’s panty confined crotch and he moans so sweetly for me. I kiss him and his knees buckle.  

It wasn’t even a long or overly passionate kiss, but the effect was still the same Cooper came blowing his load into his underwear. He drops to the floor, shaking and panting, he had the most adorable pleasure drunk look on his face.  

He undoes my pants and starts to worship my cock. He isn’t the best cock sucker, but he looks so sexy doing it. After getting my cock nice and wet, bathing it with his tongue, and leaving wet sloppy kisses along the shaft.  

Soon he’s bracing himself against the wall, body shaking and I lift up his skirt. His plump booty is clung tight by the girl underwear. I lower the undergarment down to his knees, and his chubby spring up. His ass was taken, something was buzzing away at his insides.  

The boy’s hole was going crazy as it continued to hug the vibrating toy. Toys played a big roll in my dreams of Cooper. I was always the one using them on him, sometimes he’d just get dressed up all nice and cute, and we’d go out and I know he’s trussed up with at least 5 sex toys.  

Our simple little date, became a lot more erotic knowing he was being driven wild by sex toys. It always ended with me removing whatever toy from his ass and me stuffing inside him. Usually me using the vibrating toy on the blonde’s dick.  

Once I’ve pumped him full of cum, he asks to be stuffed again, with either the toy or a plug.  

Last but not least Kevin, oh Kevin. He’s the mixed bag of fun. Not a single dream ends without me fucking the guys ass, and taking a spin on his dick. I licked his pits he licked mine, he rimmed my ass, I fisted him. He worshiped my feet, I did the same to him, though like he licked, I liked to suck on his toes.  

Sometimes Kevin was a bad boy and I put him over my knee and I spanked him. I turned his pale ass a lovely shade of red, his fat cock twitching against my leg. Bondage was a big thing with Kevin, I liked to tie him up and tease him. In one dream I had him in a full cock cage, dog collar, leash, the whole nine yards.  

Even in this scenario I took Kevin’s dick, after maybe days of being caged, I let him mount me for being a good boy. He pounded me in a way, the only way I could describe it was like a man lost in the dessert who finally got his glass of water.  

It was magical, he fucked me so hard, his big dick pounding into me so good. When he finally cums he makes the sexiest noise I’ve ever heard, and his dick swells and he explodes inside me.  

Sometimes I would have Kevin hogtied for my pleasure, his hole ripe and perfect for me to plunder. I fucked him like this, making him cum again and again from pure anal stimulus.  

There were times he would have me dress up like a girl, and I did it for him. He would whisper how pretty and cute I am, and any other time this would earn him a sock to the jaw, but in these rare times it excited me. My cock would strain against the panties.  

It was his own way of edging, keeping me hard through our whole date until I couldn’t take it anymore. Times like these I was at his mercy, my body trembling as we finally had sex. He made me work for it to the smug bastard.  

He loved to make a mess of me, cumming on my face, my back, my ass, in my ass, like he had this weird scent marking fetish. He would ruin the nice clothes he made me wear, covering them in his spunk.  

Did you forget I said none of my dreams ended without me taking his ass? Well after he cums all over me, I say something I never can remember from my dreams, and my mana comes into play. I take him against the nearest wall.  

Kevin Levin, pants and moans as his cross dressing boyfriend with his panties around his ankles, covering in cum, is fucking him up the ass. Sometimes I’d take my panties off and put them on his head as I fuck him doggy style. If he’s been a bad boy I stuff them in his mouth and really plunder his ass.  

Is it wrong I want to fuck Kevin as much as I want him to fuck me. These dreams, all of them, felt so real. Never mind how it all started, the dreams started to grow, including two or three of them at once.  

Me fucking Alan in the barn, with Kevin looking for me, he’d catch us in the act. Sometimes he’d get horny and fuck me from behind as I fucked Alan. Or Alan would suck Kevin as I fucked him, or even yet we’d fuck Alan together, our hard cocks rubbing together inside his tight heat.  

Another dream had Manny and Kevin spit roasting me, and to tell you the truth, their massive dicks had me riding high. Another had me and Cooper in girls clothes, teasing Kevin until he decided to fuck us. We’d be placed on top of each other, and Kevin would stuff Cooper, then me, then back into Cooper.  

End Pov

Ben awoke, to another morning of messy sheets, his cock hard and wanting. ‘This is bad!’ it really was, since the dreams felt so real, he couldn’t even look at the guys and not feel it, like he was reliving it. ‘What is happening to me!?’ he was trying not to freak out.

Dreams were just dreams right? Gwen told him once she had a dream where she was a zebra and he was an armadillo, and they lived in a house of cheese, and their silverware was crackers. Maybe this is all it was right? Right?

To be continued...Grandma Verdona Explains It All