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            Chance of a Lifetime



by Erastes
Copyright 2017 by Erastes
Chapter 29 - Looking Forward to the Day for Lovers



Once the New Year's holiday ended, the kids returned to school and we fell back into a fairly stable routine.  Reid still slept with me every night, but we only fooled around when there was no school the next day, and Evan only showered with us on Friday and Saturday nights.  Sometimes Eric and Rylee would spend Friday night and Saturday with us, while at other times Evan and Ashley would stay with them.  There were also times when the kids didn't stay with each other, but I could always count on Reid being with me. 

By the end of January, Brad had finished adapting my first book into a screenplay, so he came to talk to me about it.  "Quinn, I would like you to read through this and see what you think.  I want to know if you spot any errors or if I got any details wrong so I can correct them before I present this to the studio bosses." 

I'd already read the first part he'd written in early December and had suggested some alterations to the characters and pointed out some technical errors, which Brad said he'd take care of.  I would have to reread that section to make sure he got the characters' personalities and the science correct this time, and then I'd have to scrutinize the portion he'd completed since then.

"Since you pretty much told me the first part was ok and only needed some minor changes," Brad continued, "I've already got a guy started on the storyboards for that portion.  If you like what I've added since then, I'll give him a copy of the rest of the script so he can create the remaining storyboards.  He told me he would try to have those completed by the end of February, so the process is moving along quite well.  Unless he encounters problems, or you find issues I need to correct in this section, I'm going to schedule the formal pitch to the studio heads sometime in early to mid March." 

"That sounds great, and I hope they like it." 

"Me too, because if they agree to make this into a movie I'll be paid for the script and you'll get paid for the rights to use your story.  It would be a major coup for both of us."

"Yes, it would be a definite plus all the way around, because in addition to the money, we'll also get screen credits.  I'm sure it would give us some decent exposure, as well as giving the kids some bragging rights around school." 

"Maybe they could even convince their friends to get their parents to take them to see it."

"It certainly would be worth a try, especially if I can negotiate a percentage of the profits into my contract."  

Once I read the screenplay and advised Brad about a few minor changes I thought he should make, we spent the rest of the time waiting to see if this was going to work out the way we wanted.  Reid was as excited as we were about it, after I told him most of what his father and I had discussed. 

Besides being enthusiastic about having my first book and his father's screenplay being turned into a movie, there were other things Reid was excited about as well.  He had continued using the larger dildo, while still aggressively demanding that I make love to him.  I didn't think he was physically prepared for it yet, and there was one more test for him to endure first, before I would agree.  I'd even selected a time to do it too, and concluded Valentine's Day would be a perfect time to try it.  However, I didn't want the day to only be about sex, so I'd arrange some other things for us to do as well. 

To tell you the truth, I probably could have done it for Reid at Christmas or for Valentine's Day, but I didn't want his parents to think I was rushing the situation.  That doesn't mean that either of us would have told them what we'd done, but judging from Reid's previous actions, his behavior afterward would definitely have given it away.  I had a feeling he would suddenly act in a way that would make his parents question me about whether we'd done it already.  That was one conversation I'd rather not have, so I would make Reid wait as long as I could. 

Reid had also been pressuring me about taking him on a date on Valentine's Day, but I thought being seen with him in public on that day would be like waving a red cape in front of a bull.  If it was just the two of us having dinner together at one of the nicer restaurants on the day for lovers, I could just image the types of negative reactions we'd encounter.  No, that wasn't something I wanted to endure!  I expected the reactions would be far worse than when the teen shouted crude comments at me when Reid was merely leaning against my shoulder, and I'd rather avoid another scene.  I didn't want to run the risk of anything like that happening and ruining things for us, so Reid would have to settle for doing something alone at home on that day instead. 

Valentine's Day was on a Tuesday this year, so I decided I'd do something with him in public on the Saturday before.  Then, we'd spend a quiet night alone in my apartment after we got back and would do what I'd planned at that time.  We wouldn't be able to do it on Valentine's Day, though, because he'd still have school the next day, but Saturday after we returned home would be the perfect opportunity. 

I also planned to see if I could work something out with Brad and Pam so they'd keep Evan and Ashley occupied on Saturday, otherwise they'd want to go with Reid and me when we left.  In return, I'd offer to stay with the kids on Valentine's Day, so Brad and Pam could go out and enjoy a quiet evening alone. 

I decided to talk this over with Pam first, so I went out to help her fix dinner.  It was the first Friday in February, and Eric and Rylee were staying over again, so Evan and Ashley were playing with them at the time.  Since I'd also expected Reid would want to be near me, even if he wasn't helping fix the meal, I'd asked him to find something else to do for a while so I could talk to his mom about something.  He wanted to know what I was going to talk to her about, so I told him to stop being nosy and just do as I asked.  Eventually, but not happily, he relented. 

"Pam, Reid wants us to do something together on Valentine's Day, but I'm thinking maybe Saturday would be better, because it won't be quite as obvious to others.  If you would keep Evan and Ashley busy so I can take him out alone for the day, then I'll watch the kids on Valentine's Day so you and Brad can go out." 

"That would be wonderful.  I'll ask Amanda if Eric and Rylee can stay over that weekend so the kids will be busy with them, and then you can take Reid out to do whatever.  If the other kids ask where you are, I'll just tell them Reid didn't have anyone his age to hang out with, so you offered to take him with you.  They won't need to know more than that." 

"It works for me, so now I'll be able to make plans for us too.  I'll let you tell Brad about our little agreement, so you two can plan something for Valentine's Day." 

"Thanks, I'm sure he'll appreciate it as well."

I figured I could take Reid to see a movie first, since he always thought doing that was like being on a date, and then I'd take him to a restaurant to eat afterward.  Since it would be a normal day, I felt others wouldn't pay any particular attention to us and just act as if it was a fairly common thing.  I'd just have to make sure Reid didn't overreact and start behaving like a love-struck schoolgirl. 

Seeing Evan and Rylee were staying with us that weekend, as soon as Brad and Pam arrived home I took Reid to my apartment for a little chat.  He was looking at me apprehensively, since he had no idea what I wanted, so I tried to relieve his anxiety as quickly as I could. 

"Reid, I just wanted to tell you about this weekend.  I figured we would celebrate Valentine's Day on Saturday, so we didn't cause people to start talking about us.  You remember what happened before, with the teenager, and that was just because you were leaning against me in the car.  I felt doing anything together on Valentine's Day would draw even more attention to us, so we'll do it on the weekend before instead.  I'll take you out to see a movie first, just the two of us, and then we'll go out to eat.  Is that ok with you?"  He was smiling broadly, so I assumed it was. 

"Yeah, since it will be just us.  That's what I was hoping for, cuz it will be like we're on a date." 

"We will be on a date, but you can't do anything that will draw attention to us.  You've seen how people might react, so that's why I'm going to take you somewhere farther away from this area, where we won't be as likely to run into anyone we know.  Does this sound ok to you?" 

"Yeah, so are we gonna be able to do anything afterward?" 

"I take it you mean sex?"  He merely nodded his head vigorously in reply.  "I would imagine we can after our shower, because it's what we'd normally do on the weekend." 

"No, I mean something special.  You know." 

"You want to know if I'll make love to you?" 

"Yeah, that's what I mean." 

"No, but we will do something different." 

"Come on.  That would be a perfect time to do it." 

"The time might be perfect, but other things wouldn't be perfect for us to do it.  I don't want to hurt you when I finally give in, so there are other things we'll need to accomplish first." 

"Please," he whined. 

"Only when I think you're ready.  You're only thirteen and it will happen soon enough." 

"Yeah, that's what you keep saying, but..."

"But we've done a lot in the five months since I moved here, and we'll do even more, but you'll just have to be patient.  It won't all happen overnight." 

"I'm trying to be patient, but it isn't easy." 

"It never is for someone your age, but that's something else that comes with maturity.  You'll have to be more than just physically ready to have sex, because you should also be mature enough to cope with the other issues involved before moving to that level." 

"You're making this too complicated." 

"No, you're just downplaying everything because you're in a hurry to get what you want.  If you can't handle waiting for it to happen, then maybe we should spend some time apart." 

"What do you mean?" he asked looking panicked. 

"I mean, maybe you should start sleeping in your own room and not spending as much time with me.  And maybe you should only shower with me on the weekend, like Evan does." 

"No!  I don't want it to be like that.  I'll wait if I have to, but I don't want to sleep alone or have to stay away from you except on the weekend." 

"Then you won't keep pressuring me about this?" 

"As long as you promise we'll still do it sometime, then I'll wait until you think I'm ready, but it better not take too long." 

"I'll continue to work with you to make sure you're prepared, but we won't do anything like that until I'm convinced you are.  Will you agree to abide by my decision?" 

"Yeah.  I'm not happy about it, but I'll agree." 

"Ok, so I'll do something with you tonight, after we shower with Evan and Eric..." 

"Do we have to shower with them again?" 

"Yes, it's Friday night and they'll be expecting it.  I want to keep them happy so we'll be able to slip away tomorrow without them watching us because they're upset about missing out." 

"Ok, but I'd rather shower with you alone." 

"We've done that all week, so don't make such a big deal about this.  We'll be alone after I put them in bed." 

"I wish I could just be alone with you all the time." 

"And if you were, you'd soon become bored and want to try something different." 

"No, I wouldn't."

"Maybe not right away, but eventually you would."  He merely shook his head slightly, but I felt he knew I was probably right.  "Ok, I'll do what you say, as long as we spend tomorrow together." 

"We will." 

Reid was antsy all night, but I wasn't sure if anyone else noticed.  I think his mother attributed his behavior to knowing we were going to spend the next day alone, while the kids were focused on their BFF, and Brad had other things on his mind.  Even during dinner, Reid didn't always respond when someone spoke to him, which made them shout his name and speak louder in order to get his attention.  After we finished eating, I agreed to spend time with him alone in my apartment while the other kids were playing.  That lasted until the two younger boys showed up to shower with us. 

Eric and Evan still liked to do this, but they no longer attempted to constantly manipulate our penises, as they had at first.  They still liked to handle them as they washed us, but they never tried to masturbate either of us again.  I wasn't sure if it was because they didn't want us to ejaculate on them, or if they'd discovered everything they wanted to know.  Either way, the showers went quickly and everyone was satisfied when we were done.

After I'd taken the boys upstairs and tucked them in Evan's bed, I returned to spend time with Reid.  I gave him the choice of what he wanted to do, and he surprised me.  I thought he might want to make love to me tonight, since I wouldn't do it to him, but he chose to do what we'd been doing with the new vibrating dildo.  As usual, I started at his head and began kissing him from ear-to-ear, and then I worked my way down his body until I reached his midsection. 

Once there, I rimmed him first before inserting the dildo, and then I slid it in and out as I began to suck on his scrotum and penis.  I wasn't sure if it was just my imagination, but his pride and joy seemed to be slightly longer than I remembered as I began to nod up and down on it.  I also turned on the vibrator and gradually increased the speed, making sure it was at the highest level when I finished sucking him off.  He ultimately exploded in a massive release and nearly drowned me, but I quickly recovered and finished him off.  

After giving him some time to recuperate, Reid insisted on sucking me off next, so I didn't argue with him.  He was very gentle, yet very insistent that he do it his way, so I went along with what he wanted to do.  He spent a very long time licking every square inch of my scrotum and penis first, while also working his fingers in and out of my backside.  He eventually focused on the helmet and ran his tongue around the surface multiple times, while also teasing the tiny slit with his tongue whenever he passed it. 

By the time he actually began to nod up and down on my manhood, he had me more primed than ever before.  That's why when I eventually ejaculated, it was one of the most powerful and most voluminous orgasms I could remember.  As soon as my mind cleared from the climactic fog, I immediately began to worry about Reid.  Had it been too much for him?  Did he choke on the vast amount of semen I'd produced?  Was the release as overpowering for him as it had been for me? 

When I looked at him, he seemed to be fine, because he was staring at me with a huge grin plastered across his cum covered lips, seemingly pleased by what he'd just done.  He eventually crawled up the mattress until he reached my head, and then he began to kiss me, which meant we were also sharing some of my semen, since it had partially oozed out of his mouth.  It wasn't a problem, though, and I kissed him passionately to show my appreciation for his effort. 

Once we freshened up afterward, we returned to the bedroom and prepared to cuddle together.  As we were sliding toward each other on the mattress, I could see the love he felt radiating from his doe-like brown eyes and was very moved.  As his head hit the pillow, his auburn hair formed a moving contrast on the white pillowcase that made him appear like an angel lounging on a billowy cloud.  I truly loved this boy with all of my heart. 

As I moved closer to him, I realized that his penis wasn't the only thing that had grown.  As I felt his body next to mine, it became clear that Reid had grown a couple inches (5 cm) since I'd first arrived at the house to discuss his father's proposal, although he was just as slender.  As I draped my arm over his side, Reid basically melted into my body, as content as a litter of sleeping kittens or a group of puppies snuggling together for the night.  His gentle breathing even made it sound as if he was purring, so I kissed his cheek before I slowly drifted off to sleep. 

On Saturday after we woke up, Reid seemed to think we'd be leaving right away, so I had to explain a few things to him.  First, I told him we'd have both breakfast and lunch with the family, and then we'd leave for the movie afterward.  I told him we'd go online to see what was playing and where, and then I'd let him choose the movie and I'd pick the theater we'd go to.  I explained we'd go out to eat dinner after we saw the movie, and if it ended early, we'd find something else to do in between.  He was fine with that, once he finally understood everything, so we went out to be with the others. 

Besides speaking to us briefly while we ate, the kids were more interested in what they were going to do after they finished their breakfast.  This allowed Reid and me an opportunity to spend some time alone, so we went back to my apartment to see what was playing at the theaters.  After looking at several movies and reading the synopsis or watching the trailers, Reid chose to see Sleepless, because it sounded like an action packed thriller, and it starred Jamie Foxx. 

The film would be starting at 3:05 at a theater that was quite a few miles away from the house.  Since I wasn't sure what the traffic would be like on a Saturday afternoon, and I didn't know the area very well, I told him to be dressed and ready to leave by 1:30.  If we got there early, we could always walk around and check out some of the stores, since the cinema complex was part of a mall that I hadn't visited before. 

I reminded Reid about acting normally and not being overly affectionate until we returned home, to avoid any possible problems while we were out.  I think this bothered him slightly, since he was thinking of this outing as a date, so he was hoping we could act like a couple, not like uncle and nephew, or father and son.  It would have to do, though, because of his age. 

 

We weren't able to check out the mall first, because as I'd suspected the traffic was bad and it took us longer than it should have to make the trip.  It also meant we were one of the first ones in the theater, so we picked a spot on the far side where we hoped we'd be fairly inconspicuous.  Then we sat and talked until the previews began.  We'd completely settled in and were totally comfortable by the time the movie started, as I sat with my forearm on the arm rest between our seats.  That's when I felt Reid's hand snake into mine, and since it wasn't obvious, I held his hand as we watched the flick. 

Just as we'd anticipated, this was an action packed thriller that featured Jamie Foxx as an undercover cop.  His teenage son is violently kidnapped out of the car they're riding in by a group of homicidal gangsters, and his father isn't able to do anything to stop it.  Now, Foxx's character has one sleepless night to plan how he'll rescue his son and bring the kidnappers to justice, while also avoiding an investigation by Internal Affairs.  Reid and I thoroughly enjoyed the movie and I was glad he'd chosen it, because it was truly action packed.  In fact, there was more than one occasion when we both jumped and squirmed in our seats as we watched the action on the screen. 

It was about 5:30 when we finally got out of the theater, so I asked Reid if he wanted to eat now or walk around in the mall for a while first.  He opted to spend some time walking around with me, so we checked out the mall to see what stores were there.  It was a fairly nice, upscale mall, so we went inside to investigate a few of the stores that weren't in the mall near us.  After doing that for about an hour, we were both ready to go have a nice meal at one of the better restaurants. 

First, I asked Reid if he preferred steak, seafood, Italian, or Chinese tonight, since I'd made a list of restaurants in the area that specialized in each of those cuisines.  After Reid said he'd prefer to have Italian, I took him to one of the best rated Italian restaurants nearby.  We had to wait a short time before being seated, and were led to a cozy table for two.  There was a candle off to one side that the waiter lit, and Reid thought it made this very romantic as we looked at the menus. 

Reid was somewhat torn when deciding on what he was going to order, because he wanted the Chicken Parmigiana, but he also wanted ravioli too.  When the waiter came, I asked if there was a way they could split the two meals on two different plates for us, and although he said it was an unusual request, he agreed do it for us.  Now that our entree had been settled, we also ordered an antipasto to share first, along with our drinks. 

To simply say the meal was delicious would have been a vast understatement, because it was exquisite.  Everything was very tasty, the sauce was homemade and not sweet, and everything was prepared to perfection.  Even though we were both quite full when we finished the main course, I talked Reid into splitting a Tiramisu for dessert.  I think he found our evening together to be totally magical, as judged by his response on the ride home. 

"Man, that was so awesome.  It really was like we were on a date, because we shared everything.  Not only that, but the candle on the table made it perfect.  Thank you for taking me there." 

"You're very welcome, but I enjoyed it too.  It was a wonderful  and delicious meal, which made it a perfect ending to a very special day."

"And the movie was good too.  The whole day was incredible so far, so I hope it stays that way when we get home." 

His comment left no doubt that he was referring to what I had planned for the bedroom after we took our shower with Evan and Eric, and I knew he'd have rather done that alone too.  He was good about it, though, as long as what we did afterward met his expectations. 

When we returned home, the other kids wanted to know where we went and what we did, so I just told them that we walked around the mall for a while before stopping for a quick bite to eat.  I think they assumed I'd meant at the food court, so neither Reid nor I bothered to correct their misconception.  Since it hadn't sounded very exciting, they didn't feel as if they'd missed out on anything, so nothing more was said. 

When Reid went to the toilet later, I took a minute to talk to Pam alone, since I could see she was curious about our 'date'.  "So how did it go?" she asked in a whisper. 

"I think he's more than satisfied.  He enjoyed the movie and we went out for Italian afterward, and everything was perfect.  There was even a candle on the table."  Then, I told her what we ate. 

"Wow!  You really did it up for him.  No wonder he appeared to be in a love-struck fog when he walked through the door." 

"I hope the others didn't notice that." 

"I think they merely took it that he was bored.  They aren't at the point where they'd think anything else." 

"I hope not, and thanks for covering for us with the other kids.  They obviously noticed we'd gone somewhere." 

"They did, but they were having such a good time that they really didn't seem to care." 

"That's good," I agreed, as Reid returned. 

Seeing it was nearly time for our shower, I sent Evan and Eric up to get their pajamas.  Once they returned, we all headed to my apartment, as Pam took the girls upstairs.  Once we'd stripped down, we climbed into the shower and began to wash one another.  As we were doing that, Eric asked a question. 

"Is it wrong that I like to play with your wieners?" 

"No, you're just being curious.  Most boys do that while they're growing up, except they don't usually get a chance to do it with someone older, like Reid, or with an adult, like me." 

"I'm glad we got to do this, cuz it's fun." 

"Yeah, it is," Evan agreed. 

"As long as you don't tell anyone else what you're doing." 

"We won't!" they quickly confirmed, earning them a smile from me. 

"I'm glad, because if you did then we'd have to stop doing this, and I'd probably be in big trouble." 

"We don't want that," Evan confirmed. 

"Neither do I," I agreed.

Once we finished, I took Eric and Evan upstairs and tucked them in bed.  When Reid didn't come with us, they wanted to know why, so I merely told them that he'd said he wanted to see what was on TV and that he might stay up a little longer.  They accepted my answer and we started up the staircase together. 

"Will you spend time with us tomorrow?" Eric asked as I was tucking them in. 

"Sure.  I didn't mean to ignore you today, but I was looking for a few things earlier and Reid wanted to go with me, since he didn't have anyone his age to play with.  Tomorrow, though, I don't have any other plans, so I can do something with you too." 

"Ok.  We like when you do that," Evan agreed. 

I then kissed them on the forehead and wished them sweet dreams before I turned off the light and left the room.  When I got downstairs, Reid was chomping at the bit, ready to get started. 

"Come on.  We're wasting time," he urged as he grabbed my hand and pulled me to the apartment.  As soon as we were inside, he shut and locked the door, and then pushed me toward the bedroom. 

"I can walk on my own." 

"K, but do it faster.  I want to get started." 

He was already peeling off the few clothes he'd put on after we'd showered and then eagerly helped me undress too.  Once we were both naked, he looked at me and asked the question I'd been anticipating. 

"So what are we gonna do?  You said we'd do something different this time." 

"You're right, I did, so we will, but I'll explain it to you when we get to that part.  Right now, we'll start off as we normally do, if you don't mind?" 

"No, that's good too, as long as you keep your promise." 

"I said I would, so don't worry." 

I started off by kissing him, as I normally would, and then I slowly began to work my way down his body.  I stopped and paid attention to every sensitive and responsive area as I came to it, focusing on the spots that I knew gave Reid the most joy.  He was squirming, moaning, and sighing beneath me as I moved down his body, thoroughly enjoying my ministrations. 

When I reached his waist, I got up, moved between his legs, and as I lifted them I zeroed in on my next target.  I bent forward and lowered my face in front of his rosebud, which appeared to be winking at me in anticipation.  Knowing what he wanted and expected, I extended my tongue and made contact with the skin around the opening, which elicited a fairly loud 'ahhh' from Reid.  After running my tongue all around the area first, I flicked it at the opening, causing Reid to suddenly shudder in delight.  I continued paying attention to that area for several minutes, as I flicked my tongue in, out, and all around the opening, as Reid wiggled and cooed in appreciation.  When I stopped, I reached in the drawer of the nightstand and withdrew a couple of items before I spoke. 

"Reid, this will be the next step in getting you ready for what you eventually want to do.  This time we won't be using either of the vibrating dildos, but I've got something new to use on you instead." 

I then held up a flesh-tone, rubbery dildo shaped like a penis so he could see it.  It was seven inches (18 cm) long and the bulbous head was slightly larger than the veiny shaft, but it was also slightly wider than the second vibrating dildo. 

After he'd had a chance to visually inspect it, I continued. 

"This is slightly larger than what we've been using, but it will be much more realistic and closer to what it would be like if I did it to you." 

"So this is the same size as your dick?" 

"No, not quite.  It's closer to the size of the dildo we've been using, although slightly thicker, but this one isn't totally smooth like those others were.  This time you'll feel the head enter first, which will be the largest part.  Once that is inside you, you'll feel some slightly raised areas on the shaft.  It doesn't have a vibrator either, so this will be a completely new experience for you.  Are you ready to try, or would you rather wait?" 

"Just do it!  If it will get me ready for you, then I want to do it now!"  I could see the determined look on his face as he said this. 

"It might not be as easy when it enters you, as the other ones were." 

"I don't care.  Just use it on me."  His voice was forceful and demanding. 

"Ok, but don't forget to push out with your butt muscles when I place it at your entrance." 

"Yeah, I know." 

Since he was eager to try this, I lubed up his backside and the dildo, placed the head of the dildo against the resilient ring, and added a little pressure.  It didn't go in nearly as easily as the other dildos we'd been using, but eventually the head popped inside and the muscle guarding the opening snapped shut behind the head.  I also heard him groan and saw his face wince slightly, possibly in pain, so I stopped and asked him.

"Are you all right?  Did it hurt?" 

"A little, but only at first.  I'm ok now." 

"Are you sure?" 

"Yeah, keep going." 

I did as he asked and eventually worked it completely inside of him.  I stopped every so often, whenever I saw his face contort in discomfort, but he kept assuring me it didn't hurt.  Now, I gave him a couple of minutes to adjust to it being in him first, before I began to work it in and out. 

"This isn't as smooth as those other ones," he stated after the first few times. 

"No, it isn't, and neither is my penis, so are you doing all right?" 

"Yeah, I'm just getting used to the new feeling." 

After sliding it in and out a couple dozen times, I pulled it all the way out and then got ready to insert it again.  He seemed to accept it a little easier this time, although his face scrunched up again when I pushed it inside, but he assured me it didn't hurt.  We did that for several more minutes, and then I bent down to suck him off, as I continued to work it back and forth in his chute. 

The dual stimulation seemed to take the edge off the intruder in his bowels, and he'd begun to concentrate on the more enjoyable feelings rippling through his groin.  His hips were bouncing up and down on the mattress, as he determined the pace and took control of that portion of what we were doing.  After a couple of minutes, his body stiffened as he rammed his penis into my throat one final time, as it unleashed a torrent of his juices.  He was sighing and grunting as this happened, and this continued until the last of the liquid escaped from the tip, and then he collapsed on the mattress, totally spent.  When that happened, I slowly let his penis fall from my lips, while I also withdrew the dildo. 

I gave him time to recover, and as he slowly came to his senses, he looked up at me and spoke.  "That was different, but after I got used to it, it felt just as good.  I liked it better when I felt the vibrator inside me, but this was good too, so now I can't wait until I do it with you." 

"Just be patient, because you still aren't quite ready.  I think you realize this time wasn't quite as easy as the last, and each new experience is not only different, but it takes you a little time to adapt to it as well.  We'll use this for a while first, before we move on to the next step." 

"You mean there's more?" 

"Yes, but you're almost there.  Just continue to be patent." 

"Ok, I'll try." 

After saying this, he began working on me next, determined to get me off as well.  It took him quite a few minutes, but he finally did it, and then we cleaned up before cuddling in bed.  As we were settling in, he turned to look at me over his shoulder and spoke. 

"Thanks.  That was a great Valentine's Day, even though it's still a couple of days until then.  I loved everything we did, and I really love you too." 

"And I love you as well," I assured him, and then we kissed before turning in for the night. 



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I wish to extend my thanks to Donny and Emoe 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/

                                                

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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.