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            All the World's a Stage



by Erastes
Copyright 2017 by Erastes
Chapter 10 - An Unusual Week



After a very restful night's sleep in which I'd experienced some very enjoyable dreams, I got up and started my day.  I held off on having breakfast and decided to have brunch instead, because I figured that way I might not be so hungry if I decide to do something else later, or the boys showed up here after we were at the Y.  At noon I started packing my gym bag with the items I needed, and then I left the apartment so I'd arrive by 12:30. 

I didn't see Jack Cardwell or anyone else who concerned me in the locker room or pool, so I didn't call Nolan to stop them from coming.  I'd been in the water for nearly a half hour before they joined me in the pool, so the lifeguard would be able to verify that fact if anyone asked later.  There weren't a lot of people around, so the boys and I were fairly conspicuous, and we swam and horsed around until we finally agreed to leave.  The boys were thrilled that I'd spent my time with them, rather than swimming laps, and it was a nice change of pace for me too.  I got a milder workout this way, and when combined with what I did the previous day, it shouldn't take very long for me to get back into shape again if I kept this up.  

They basically followed me back to the locker room after I got out of the pool, and once again we got a chance to visually appreciate each other's bodies.  That included the time we spent taking off our swimsuits, in the shower, and while drying off, until we finally put on our underwear.  As soon as that happened, the boys moved a lot faster, because their primary motivation for going slowly had disappeared. 

I eventually said goodbye to the boys and got ready to leave, but I wasn't sure if this would be the last I'd see of them today.  They'd been whispering with each other from time to time throughout the day, so I suspected they were hatching some kind of plan for us to fool around again.  I didn't say anything about it, though, nor did I ask any questions.  I merely figured I'd wait and see what they did. 

On the ride back to my apartment, I was hoping they might show up again, while at the same time knowing I was letting my hormones and sexual desires control my better judgment.  It was a battle I was continually losing, so I was beginning to wonder if maybe I'd chosen the wrong profession.  I might not be so worried if I wasn't a teacher, but then again I probably wouldn't have met the boys either.  Even if I'd run across them at the Y, they might not have been as curious or appreciative after seeing me naked.  They probably also wouldn't have had the courage to approach me, so I guess this was my own version of Catch 22. 

I also decided to stop and pick up a sub so I could have a late lunch, because even though I hadn't worked out as hard, it had been quite a while since I'd last eaten.  I poured myself a drink and sat down to devour the thick sandwich, while also wondering if the boys were going to show up.  Nolan's mother would probably drop them off at their homes first, and since they'd already been gone for a couple of hours, their parents might not agree to let them take off again.  I still had yesterday's session to think about if I needed to jack off, but I was still hoping that they might show up later. 

I'd already finished eating and had cleaned up afterward, but there were still no boys.  I was starting to think that they weren't able to get away again when I heard a faint knocking on my door.  When I opened it, I moved out of the way quickly and they came rushing inside, slightly exasperated. 

"We had to wait in the woods for a long time cuz the people upstairs were going really slow loading up their car," Gary stated, mildly irritated.  "It was strange.  They were obviously goin' somewhere, but they didn't seem to be in a hurry, and it made us have to wait until they left."

"Yeah, that was time we could've been in here having fun," Tucker added while giving me his patented puppy-dog look. 

"Are you in a hurry then?" I asked.  "Do you need to be home soon?" 

"I think we're all good until it's time for supper," Nolan followed.  "We just told our parents we were goin' for a bike ride." 

"I see.  So what do you want to do?" 

"Can we do what we did yesterday?" Will quickly countered.  He was apparently eager to get rimmed again, along with the other things we'd done. 

"We could, if that's what you want to do." 

"Yeah.  I want to have you do that to my butt again, and I cleaned it really good when we showered." 

"I noticed.  You all seemed to be doing that.  I just hope no one else noticed, because most people don't clean their butts that well, at least not in public."  The boys giggled. 

"We knew we were gonna try to come here, so we wanted them to be clean," Tucker confirmed. 

"Oh, and you didn't give us that other stuff yet, so can we try that too?" Nolan asked while looking at me hopefully. 

"Do they know about those things as well?" I asked, since I wasn't sure if Will and Tucker knew what he was talking about. 

"Yeah, since we had to wait in the woods so long, we told them about that stuff." 

"And I'm willing to try it too," Will added. 

"Me too," Tucker chimed in. 

"Let me go get the dildo so you can see it first, before you make a decision."  I then got up and went to get one of the items I'd pulled out of storage earlier.  "Here's the smallest," I said as I held it up. 

The first one was flesh color, about four inches (10 cm) long, three-quarters of an inch (2 cm) in diameter, and it had two small testicles attached at the base.  It was slightly longer than Tucker's penis was when hard, but it was a bout the same thickness.  The boys were studying it carefully as I held it out so they could all see it. 

"Are we all gonna use that?" Will asked looking concerned. 

"Only if it's what you want to do." 

"Are you gonna clean it off before usin' it on the next person," he continued. 

"I thought about that earlier and realized I needed to do something, so I pulled out a box of condoms that I'd purchased after Nolan and Gary first said that they wanted to do this.  I was planning on sending the condoms along with a tube of lube that they could use on the dildos when I let them borrow everything.  But as long as I'm going to do this with you, I'll use the condoms now and just put a new one on the dildo when I move to the next person." 

"What's the lube for?" Tucker asked naively. 

"That adds a slippery coating on the outside, so it will slide into you easier." 

"Oh, ok." 

"Can I go first?  I'll let you do it to me so the others can see what you're gonna do," Will suddenly announced.  I looked at Tucker, because I was expecting him to volunteer. 

"Yeah, let him go first, cuz I want to see if he likes it," Tucker agreed.  "If he does, then I'll go next." 

"Is everyone ok with that?" 

"Yeah, me and Gary don't care when we do it, as long as we get to do it too." 

"You all will, if that's what you want." 

"But will you do that rim thing first?" Gary followed. 

"Sure, if you want that too." 

"Ok, let's get started then," Will urged. 

We all walked back to my bedroom and the boys got undressed.  I spent my time opening the condom wrapper and rolling it over the dildo while they were doing that, and then I added some lube so it would be ready when I was. 

"Aren't you gonna get undressed, Mr. Roberson?" Tucker asked. 

"Maybe later, but right now I want to concentrate on this and make sure I take care of all the details before moving on to the next boy."  He was slightly disappointed, but I think he understood. 

Since Will was already lying on the mattress and waiting for me to begin, I position myself between his legs and got started.  I bent down and used my tongue on his scrotum and perineum first, and then I lifted his legs and began to work on his butt.  After doing that for a couple of minutes, I got up on my knees and grabbed the dildo.  Then, I placed it at his backdoor and gave him a word of advice. 

"Push out slightly with your butt muscles when it starts to enter.  That will make it easier." 

He nodded, so I placed the dildo at his opening and added a little pressure.  After a brief delay, the head popped past the muscular ring, causing Will to gasp. 

"Did that hurt?"

"No, it just surprised me.  Keep goin'," he urged. 

Seeing he was all right with it, I pushed it the rest of the way in.  Once I felt he'd had time to get used to it, I began sliding it in and out. 

"How does it feel?" Tucker wanted to know. 

"A little strange, cuz it feels like I have to take a dump, but it feels good too.  The stuff you put on it is cool and slippery, so it just slides back and forth in there." 

"Ok, then I want to try it too," Tucker confessed. 

As I continued to slide the dildo in and out of Will's rectum, I bent forward and started sucking him off at the same time.  I continued this dual attack until he busted a nut and filled my mouth with his boy cream, and then I pulled off and withdrew the dildo so I could get it ready for Tucker next. 

We let Will take his time recovering from the experience, and once he was ready he moved over so Tucker could take his place.  I did the same things to him, licking his scrotum and perineum first and then I rimmed him as I worked my way to the final step.  Tucker was just as responsive to the rimming as he'd been before, and I was surprised that he didn't try to fight it when I attempted to push the dildo into his hole.  He pushed out just as I'd told Will to do, and he gasped when the head entered him.  I asked him if it had hurt, but like Will he told me it had merely startled him, so I continued.  He didn't last quite as long as Will when I began to suck him off, but I believe he enjoyed it just as much, and then we gave him time to recuperate before the next one took his place. 

Gary and Nolan had agreed that Gary would go next, and I was preparing the dildo for him when Tucker bounced up, got on his knees, and walked toward me on the mattress.   He threw his arms around my neck and gave me a very passionate kiss next, before he pulled back and spoke. 

"Thank you, Mr. Roberson.  I liked that a lot and I'm learnin' a lot from you too.  I love you and wanted to thank you for doing these things with me." 

"You love him?" Will gasped as he looked at Tucker, causing the younger boy to blush. 

"Yeah, I do."

"I think he means he loves me like a parent or a favorite uncle," I interjected.  "It doesn't mean he's 'in love' with me."

"Yeah, that's what I meant," Tucker agreed, although there still appeared to be a chance that he'd meant the other instead. 

Once that had been cleared up, I did the same thing to Gary and Nolan, and they both handled the dildo even easier than the other two had done.  When I'd finished with each of them, Nolan had a question. 

"Can we use the next bigger one when we come here again?" 

"Let me show it to you first," I offered as I got up and fetched the next dildo he wanted to use. 

This one was very similar to the other, although it was 5.5 inches (14 cm) long and an inch (2.5 cm) in diameter.  It was also blue, which elicited the next comment. 

"Did you get that off a Smurf?" Gary joked, causing the other boys to giggle. 

"No, it was just the only color they had in that size so I took it." 

"It doesn't look that much bigger, so I want to try that one next time," Nolan confirmed. 

"Me too," Gary quickly added, so I looked at the other two. 

"I'll give it a try too," Will quickly agreed. 

"Can I wait to see if it hurts any of the others first?" Tucker asked. 

"Sure, but I guess that means you'll be going last next time." 

"That's ok.  It's just that everything on me is smaller then it is on them, so my butt hole is probably smaller too.  I just want to see if they can do it first, and then I'll let you know." 

"That's fine with me." 

"Ok, time for you to get undressed so we can do stuff to you," Gary announced.  "And this time I'm suckin' you last." 

Since the other boys were ok with this, I took off my clothes and got on the bed.  Just like they did the last time, they all worked on me simultaneously, the only difference being that Nolan and Gary had switched places.  They were all getting better at what they were doing and it brought me off a little quicker this time, as I filled Gary's mouth with my semen.  Unlike the first time he'd sucked me off, he didn't gag or pull away, so there was no mess to clean up afterward.  Nolan, however, decided to share that story with Will and Tucker. 

"The first time he sucked Mr. Roberson off, Gary gagged when Mr. Roberson shot in his mouth and pulled away.  He ended up with Mr. Roberson shootin' his cum all over his face and hair instead, and it was really funny." 

"I was just surprised and choked on his cum," Gary tried to explain.  "I forgot that he'd keep shootin', so I ended up with his cum all over my head." 

"So what did you do?" Will wondered. 

"Mr. Roberson had me shower before I left, so my parents wouldn't figure out what had happened."  Thankfully he didn't mention the part that we'd all showered together, because Will and Tucker might have wanted to try that too. 

"Now that we've all gotten off, let's get dressed and you four can head home.  I don't think you want your parents getting mad if you get back late."

"Yeah, we better get goin'," Gary agreed. 

They all got dressed and I gave each one a kiss before I went outside to make sure no one else was around.  After I sent them on their way, I watched as they raced across the parking lot and started down the bank, and then I went back inside.  My head was still spinning from what we'd just done and I couldn't believe they kept showing up and talking me into doing these things with them. 

To a certain extent, I was glad that they seemed to have more guts than I did, but of course the consequences wouldn't be as bad for them, except for maybe getting outed before they were ready.  Since I was enjoying it too, and they kept assuring me they'd be very careful so no one else would find out, I wasn't nearly as worried about being discovered as before.  As far as I could tell, this probably wasn't going to change anytime soon either, so I planned on enjoying it for as long as I could. 

Since tomorrow was Halloween and I suspected the students would be hyper, I scheduled this week's rehearsals for Tuesday and Thursday instead.  Therefore, I was going to have another free day before we got together again, but I wasn't sure how my classes would go.  Would the kids be hyper and unruly so I couldn't teach?  I wasn't sure, so I decided to do something to honor the day, rather than my normal lessons. 

I decided to read scary stories to them instead, so I read the "Golden Hand" by S.E. Schlosser to my fifth graders, and "No Trespassing" by S.E. Schlosser to my sixth graders.  I selected "The Devil and Tom Walker" by Washington Irving for my seventh graders, and "The Tell-Tale Heart" by Edgar Allen Poe for my eighth graders.  I felt reading those would take care of the day and be interesting enough to keep their attention, no matter how excited about what they'd be doing later that day. 

Things went fairly well in my classes, and afterward we discussed each of the stories.  I also conducted a discussion about why people seemed to enjoy these types of stories, as well as the evolution of Halloween in the U.S. and why children look forward to the day.  It proved to be an interesting day and I got some valuable insights into some of my students, as I made the best of what might have been a wasted day.

Tuesday's practice was one of the last times we'd only be doing one act at a time, because we only had a couple of weeks left before the actual performances.  After this week we'd rehearse the entire play from start to finish whenever we got together, and that would take about an hour to accomplish if everything went well and everyone cooperated.  I would use this week to clean up any mistakes and correct any errors before the full rehearsals began.  For that reason, I hoped these rehearsals would go fairly smoothly, because I didn't want to have to stop and correct too many situations once we were doing both acts together. 

The kids had the dialogue down fairly well, so I only had to correct them a few times.  I also offered advice if they looked awkward, forgot to hit their mark so the microphones could pick up their voices like they were supposed to do, but most of the time was spent working on the intangibles.  I tried to improve the amount of attitude the actors displayed in their characters when called for, and I also attempted to explain or show them how to display the appropriate emotions.  I wanted to see these emotions when they delivered certain lines and they were improving, but I wasn't sure if it was enough. 

I did the same thing on Thursday with Act Two and they seemed to be getting better, especially Jon.  Watching the movies had done wonders for his approach and he was definitely getting into his role.  I just hoped he would be able to separate the two personalities later, because I didn't want to lose the sweet boy I'd first met. 

By the time I got home Friday afternoon, I was ready to kick back, but I was also looking forward to the weekend.  I would be swimming laps on Saturday morning, and then I'd spend Sunday afternoon with the boys at the Y.  I might also see them at my apartment sometime over the weekend, although I wasn't sure when, but I had a good idea they would show up again, as long as their parents let them go off on their own for a while. 

I was almost as giddy as a schoolgirl when I went to bed, because I couldn't help thinking ahead to what the boys and I might do.  I suspected we'd basically repeat what we had done the previous Sunday, only this time with the next dildo.  It didn't matter what we did, though, because I'd still get to see them naked and be able to play with their bodies, as well as letting them do the same thing to me.  Could life get any better than this? 





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I wish to extend my thanks to Donny for editing these chapters for me and offering their suggestions. 

 

E-mail responses to the stories, story suggestions, or other 'constructive' comments or advice may be sent to:  ErastesTouch@aol.com  - but please put the story title in the subject line, so it doesn't get deleted as junk mail. 

 

My other stories:

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/different-points-of-view/

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/a-throw-away-kid/

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-guardian/

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/chance-of-a-lifetime/

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Although the boys in these stories sometimes have unprotected sex, I strongly urge all of you out there to be smart and protect yourselves from various sexually transmitted diseases by using taking appropriate precautions before engaging in sex.