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            All the World's a Stage



by Erastes
Copyright 2017 by Erastes
Chapter 49 - Getting Started. 



When I woke up Sunday morning, I fixed my breakfast and continued working on the household chores I hadn't finished the previous day.  I was still doing that when Hunter showed up to ride with me to the Y, so I stopped what I was doing, grabbed my gym bag, and headed out the door. 

When we got to the Y, Nigel and Rory were waiting for us, so we chatted briefly with them until the rest of the boys showed up.  As soon as everyone was there, the twins decided to explain why we hadn't seen them for a while. 

"I know it's been longer than a month since we were here last," Nigel told the other boys, "but it's because our mom had some other stuff planned for last Sunday." 

"And she had something else to do the Sunday before that," Rory added, "so we kept buggin' her to make sure she didn't do the same thing this week." 

"We're just glad you could both make it," I confirmed for each of us. 

After we changed into our swimsuits, we headed out to the pool and I immediately noticed the boys were a lot more into what we were doing today, since they were happy to see Rory and Nigel again.  We even stayed a little longer than usual, probably because the boys were all having such a great time.  When we got back to the locker room, Rory and Nolan each called his mother to tell her he was ready to be picked up before we went to hit the shower. 

"Man, that was fun," Nigel stated as we were cleaning up. 

"Yeah, I've really missed doing that," Rory confirmed. 

"We've missed you guys too," Gary added. 

"And we hope you can come back more often from now on," Will agreed. 

"Yeah, we'd like that to, but you don't know our mom," Nigel replied.

"That's cuz once she makes up her mind, there's nothin' anybody can do to get her to change it again," Rory confessed.  "Even our dad says that about her."

We finished up in the shower, got dressed, and then the boys waited for their rides while Hunter and I took off.  We headed back to the house and grabbed a quick bite to eat before the other boys arrived, and Hunter was helping me with the housework when the boys finally showed up, eager to get started. 

"We've got to hurry.  We can't stay as long, cuz we spent more time at the Y than usual," Nolan announced. 

"Ok, let's go back to the bedroom and get started then," I agreed. 

"I'm with you today," Nolan quickly added. 

"So how do you want to do it?" 

"I don't know.  I'm tempted to try doin' it like Will did it yesterday, but then I kinda want to do it the way I'd have a better chance of cumming while you're fuckin' me." 

"It's your choice, but if you're in a hurry then you'd better make up your mind quickly." 

"Ok, let's try like you did it with Will yesterday." 

We quickly went through the same process and I was soon holding Nolan as I lifted him up and down on my penis.  He also did the same thing Will had done and helped out by using his arms and legs to lift his body, but unfortunately it didn't produce the same results.  He hadn't cummed by the time I had my orgasm, so after I laid him down on the mat again, I asked a question. 

"Do you want to fuck me now?" 

"Yeah, but I'm not gonna lift you like you did me," he said tongue-in-cheek.  "But I want to do it while you're laying on your back and pulling your legs against your chest." 

"That's fine with me," I agreed. 

After Nolan got ready, I pulled my legs back and let him enter me.  He didn't immediately go into 'bunny' mode and start thrusting rapidly in and out, so I was wondering if he was beginning to learn to enjoy the journey.  He eventually sped up, but not for a couple of minutes, but he was grunting and panting the entire time he was going at it.  When he finally busted a nut, he collapsed on top of me for a brief time, so I placed my hands on either side of his head and pulled it toward mine so I could give him a kiss. 

"Thanks, I enjoyed that." 

"Me too," he sighed. 

The other boys had finished quite a while before we did, so they had already cleaned up, dressed, and gone out to the living room, so while we were in the bathroom alone, I asked Nolan a question. 

"I noticed that Will's father wasn't at the barbeque.  Was there a problem?" 

"Kinda.  His parents got divorced when he was in second grade." 

"Oh, I didn't know that.  Does he see his dad often?" 

"His dad showed up for his birthday, Christmas, and a few other times each year for the first couple of years, but Will hasn't seen him since fifth grade.  His mom just gets a check once a month to help pay for the stuff he needs." 

"That's awful and I'm sad to hear that." 

"It used to bother Will until this year.  Since we've been doing this stuff with you, he hasn't even mentioned his dad.  He used to complain about missing him all the time, but he hasn't done that lately.  I think he feels close to you now, cuz you make him feel special.  You make him cum every time he's with you, but it doesn't happen for the rest of us, so he thinks that gives him a special connection to you." 

"I'm glad I can do that for him, but it's not as good as having a father to do things with." 

"Yeah, but I think he feels it's the next best thing," he added as we were walking through the dining room and going into the living room.  "Hey, I feel bad that we've got to leave so soon, but we promised our parents that we'd spend some time with them too, seein' we're gone so much."

"Don't worry about it, and I understand.  You definitely can't do anything to upset your parents if you want them to keep letting you do so much on your own." 

"Yeah, we know.  That's why we didn't argue with them," Gary agreed.  "They let us do a lot more than most of our friends, so we don't want that to end."

"Yeah, like comin' here to fuck each other on the weekend, but they don't know that," Will added with a smirk. 

"I hope not," I added.

"Or lettin' us spend every day at the park so we can suck each other off at lunch time," Tucker chimed in. 

"Our parents like all our friends, so they let us do stuff like that, cuz they know we're together and we'll protect each other," Jon added.  "At least that's how my parents feel, cuz I'm the youngest and smallest." 

"I'm glad they don't mind letting you guys do things together." 

Shortly after we finished our discussion, the boys took off on their bikes, except for Hunter.  He felt he could stay a little longer, since his mother was still at work.  "Will you watch a movie with me, Dad?"

"Since you helped me finish my housework, I have the time to do that with you now." 

He smiled and then gave me a hug.  "That's why I helped you, so you could spend more time with me." 

We went into the living room and he found a movie he wanted to watch on TV.  It had already started, but that didn't seem to bother him, and then he leaned against me and got comfortable as we focused on the screen. 

Hunter stayed with me until he thought his mother would be home, and then he jumped on his bike and took off.  "I'll see ya in the mornin'.  Love ya, Dad!" he yelled as he pedaled away. 

I knew he wouldn't be able to hear me, so I just smiled, waved, and watched him ride out of sight.  When I went inside again, I finished up the chores I still had left to do, and then I fixed something to eat. 

After dinner I sat down and planned out the classes for the week, and they were all fluid, meaning they had a certain degree of flexibility.  I could use them to cover more than one day, if I thought it was necessary, or I could start the next lesson early if I still had time remaining in the current class.  I could also wait to finish a lesson until the following day, if I thought the kids needed a break.  In order to make sure I didn't run out of things to do, I always prepared several lessons in advance, just in case the kids sailed through them much faster than I'd anticipated. 

By the time I finished planning the lessons, I was tired so I headed to bed.  Tomorrow was going to be an interesting day, because I had no idea what to expect, since I hadn't worked with most of these kids before.  I fell asleep thinking about the details of how I was going to teach them what they needed to know, and it was still on my mind when I woke up the following morning. 

After I got out of bed, I went through my morning routine and got ready for work, which included making my lunch and leaving it in the fridge.  When Hunter arrived, I grabbed the papers I was going to take with me, folded them up, and placed them in one of the oversize pockets in my cargo shorts.  After that had been taken care of, I took my bike outside and rode with Hunter to the park. 

I spent the first hour with Paul, to see if he had anything going on that might have an effect on what I was going to do.  He didn't and just planned on keeping an eye on the kids or possibly engaging some of them in games.  As 10:00 approached, I made an announcement asking all of the kids wishing to be part of the acting program to meet me out by the mobile stage. 

I was pleased to see thirty or more kids show, so I quickly got their attention and explained what we were going to do today.  As soon as they knew I was going to work on voice projection, I began talking in my normal voice and a bunch of the kids started shouting that they couldn't hear me.  Then, I projected my voice and repeated what I'd just said, showing them the difference.  Finally, I demonstrated the difference between voice projection and shouting, which would omit any of the nuances they could still use while projecting their voices.  Finally, I let them practice. 

I had the kids split up into four even lines, with Gary, Nolan, Will, and Tucker at the front.  I asked the kids in each line to stand about three yards behind the person in front of them, after I'd spread the four boys in front apart.  Once they were all in position, I told the kids the following. 

"I'm only going to have one person speak at a time, first in his normal voice and then using voice projection.  If you can't hear the person at all, raise both hands, but if you can hear him or her and can't understand what he or she is saying, then raise one hand.  This is so the person speaking will know he or she has to do better to be heard.  I will do this first, speaking in my normal and projected voices." 

When I spoke in my normal voice, about half of the kids had hands up, some one and others both.  When I projected my voice, I held back at first, so there were still a few hands up in the back, so I did it the way it should be done and the hands went down.  When I finished, I explained what I had just done so they would understand. 

I started with Gary and whispered what I wanted him to say, first in his normal voice and then in his projected voice.  If there were hands raised after he used his projected voice, I made him do it again until all hands went down.  Then I moved on to the next person. 

Once the first four had taken a turn, I sent them to the back of their respective lines and had everyone else move forward one spot, and we kept going like that until everyone had a chance to do this.  When we finished, I received a lot of comments from the kids. 

"Wow!  I didn't know it was going to be so hard," one girl stated. 

"And it's a good thing you made us practice like this, or people might not be able to hear what we're saying when we do the play," another girl added. 

"I think it was easier for us boys than the girls, cuz we're used to speaking louder," one of the boys added. 

"That's true for many of the boys, but there are a few who are shier and speak softly," I pointed out.  "There are also girls who speak louder than most of the other girls, so you can't make such a broad, general assumption." 

By the time we finished, it was already time for lunch, so while I went inside to check with the other three counselors, some of the boys took off for my place.  All but Hunter was gone by the time I went out to unlock my bike. 

"I wanted to wait for you," he said as we started out. 

"And if anyone asks, just tell them that we have to travel in the same direction when we go home for lunch, so you just ride with me for a while."

"K, I can do that."

When we got to the house everyone was there, so we went inside and ate our lunch quickly, so we'd have time to fool around.  After the boys had paired up, sucked each other off, and enjoyed a release, they began taking off.  I made sure Hunter left with the other boys this time, because I explained it would start raising red flags if he was seen with me so often.  He wasn't happy about it, but he agreed to do as I asked, and then I locked up and headed back to the park alone. 

"When I entered the building, some of the kids who had been in the acting class earlier wanted to practice projecting their voices some more.  I told anyone who wanted to do it again to go out to the mobile stage, and after I saw how many were there, I split them up into even lines to practice.  There weren't as many this time, so we had fewer lines, but I wanted them to extend back as far as possible to make the kids truly project their voices. 

When we finished up, I went inside and stored the papers I had in my pocket in the office, so they'd be there when I needed them.  After that, I spent some time playing games with the kids who'd been in the acting class so I could get to know them better. 

When 5:00 rolled around, Paul and I took off, and the boys all went with me, since they figured they had to go that way to get home.  I said goodbye to them after they picked up their backpacks, and after I said goodbye to them the main group took off and headed home, but Hunter stuck around for a few minutes. 

"I just wanted to give you a hug before I left, Dad," he said with a grin. 

"And I want you to have a good night," I concurred as I hugged him back.

"I'd have a better night if I stayed here." 

"But I have a feeling your mother might have a problem with that." 

"Yeah, I know, and that's why I can't do it." 

"Just the same, I want you to have a good night and sweet dreams." 

"I'll try," he said as he went out the door and got on his bike. 

The rest of the week went basically the same, and I worked on a new skill each day during acting class.  We did everything on the grass for now, because I didn't want to bother the maintenance crew to open the stage all summer long, but we'd do that eventually.  Throughout the week, we worked on a bunch of different things, such as moving naturally, not being overly dramatic, and facing the audience when speaking.  I would stop them and correct anything they were doing wrong as we went through the process, and I think some of the kids were beginning to realize this wasn't going to be quite as easy as they first thought. 

Every day at lunchtime the boys would all meet up at the house for lunch, and after we ate we'd mess around again.  It was something we all looked forward to, and it was a welcome release in the middle of the day, so the boys were generally in a good mood throughout the entire week. 

At the end of Friday, I said goodbye to Paul, Patty, and Tom and told them to have a good weekend, and that's when I was informed that Patty would be the day person the following week.  I didn't have a problem with that and said I was looking forward to working with her, and then I took off to meet up with the boys at the house. 

After they'd all retrieved their backpacks, they said goodbye and told me they'd see me the following afternoon before taking off.  Hunter stayed for another hour before he left to eat dinner with his mother, but he told me he'd be back, since he was going to spend the night again.  

After he left, I fixed something to eat and began to clean up the house while I was waiting for my meal to cook, seeing the boys tramping in and out every day had brought a lot of dust and dirt inside.  I stopped when the timer went off, fixed my plate, and sat down to eat, and then after I finished my meal, I cleaned up the mess, rinsed off the dishes, and put them in the dishwasher. 

Once that was taken care of, I went back to cleaning again when Hunter came bursting inside, slightly winded.  "What's up?  Why are you breathing so hard?" I asked when I saw him. 

"I rode really fast to get here.  Mom wanted to talk about stuff and asked where I got the bike, cuz she came home while I was locking it up." 

"So what did you tell her?" 

"I said you bought it for me cuz I've been helping you do some work around your house." 

"And how did she respond to that?" 

"She just said that was very nice of you and she was glad I finally had a bike to get around on." 

"So she wasn't upset or didn't have any other questions?" 

"No, she just said she was proud of me for helping you out, and she was glad I had a man to spend time with.  She also said she was glad that I was learning I could get the things I wanted by working for them." 

"I'm glad it didn't cause a problem and she knows about it now, so you don't have to sneak around any longer." 

"Yeah, me too." 

"So what do you want to do now?" 

"Can I have a drink, cuz I got kinda thirsty ridin' over here?" 

"Of course you can, but what do you want to do after that?" 

"Let's see what's on TV before we go back to your bedroom." 

"That works for me, but I think we're going to have to find other things we can do together too.  We spend a lot of time watching TV." 

"Yeah, but that's when I get to be close to you, so I like doin' it." 

"What else would you like to do?" 

"You don't got anything else." 

"So tell me what I could get that we could do together."

"I don't want you to spend more money on me!"

"Just tell me some things we might do together, and then I'll be the one to decide if I should spend money on it.  Just because you tell me, it doesn't mean I'll do it." 

"Oh, ok.  Then maybe some games." 

"Like computer games?" 

"Yeah, I like playing PS4 when I get a chance, but it doesn't happen very often." 

"Ok, that's good to know.  What else?" 

"I liked the things we did at the barbeque." 

"Yeah, I never thought about anything like the bean bag toss or other games, but those would be good as well.  I guess I could even get a volleyball set that we could play when the other boys are here." 

"Yeah, that would be good."

"Ok, now that I have some ideas, let's go see what's on TV."

I handed him the remote and let him choose what he wanted to see, and then he sat down next to me on the sofa.  He also reached over, lifted my arm, and put it over his shoulders, and then he leaned in and put his head on my chest.  Once he was comfortable, we focused on the screen and watched what was playing. 

We actually ended up watching a couple of shows, and then Hunter turned off the TV.  "Ok, it's time for you to make love to me," he said as he grabbed my hand and tried to pull me off the sectional. 

I got up and he placed an arm around my waist as we made our way to the bedroom.  When we got there, he just turned toward me, stood completely still, and waited for me to get started.  I was thinking about teasing him and making believe that I didn't know what he wanted, but after I saw the expectant look on his face, I couldn't be that cruel.  Therefore, I bent down and began to kiss him, receiving a sigh of appreciation in response. 

Once again, I attacked the part of the body that I uncovered as I removed each article of clothing.  When I got down to his pants and underwear and lowered them around his ankles, Hunter looked at me and spoke.  "Don't suck me off this time.  I want to see if I'll cum while you're making love to me." 

"Are you sure?" 

"Yeah, I am." 

"So how do you want to do it this time?"

"Just like we did it last week.  I cummed then, and I want to see if it will happen again."

"That's fine with me," I agreed, so I bypassed that area for now. 

Once he was on the bed and in the proper position, I slowly eased into him and then bent forward to kiss him.  As soon as I began thrusting, so did he, and his erect penis was soon rubbing between our bellies.  We carried on like that for several minutes before his breathing changed and he started panting, and then he began to grunt as his semen exploded out of his penis and coated our bodies. 

As his muscles increased the pressure on my thrusting shaft, it soon pushed me over the edge as well, and I began filling the condom with my own juices.  Once I was completely drained, I kissed Hunter a final time before straightening up and slowly removing my penis from its temporary home.  Hunter groaned when that happened. 

"Put it back in me!" he pleaded. 

"I don't think I can.  It's no longer up for the job." 

"Very funny.  I guess it's just an old softie," he quipped back, picking up on what I'd just said.  

"You've got that right.  It's totally tuckered out." 

"But at least you made me cum again." 

"Yes, but I'm still not sure it was from me hitting your prostate or you rubbing your penis between our bodies." 

"Yeah, I know, but I don't care.  The important thing was that I cummed while you were making love to me."

"As long as you're happy, I am too, but we have to clean up now." 

"That's ok.  I like doin' that too."

We went into the bathroom and washed each other again, and after he finished washing my penis, he bent down and kissed it.  "Thank you for making me feel so good," he said after doing that. 

"And thank you for making me feel so good too," I answered in a high-pitched voice for the little head, eliciting a giggle from Hunter. 

After we dried off, I checked the house to make sure the lights were off and the door was locked, and then we crawled into bed and cuddled.  "Night, Dad.  I love you." 

"I love you too, Son.  Sweet dreams."

He was gently snoring within a couple of minutes.





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

 

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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.