Max’s Freudian Slip - Chapter #16

by craigpnifty@protonmail.com

Author’s notes:

This is the fictional account of a relationship that develops between a man and a teenage boy.  It might involve some sex at some point, so if that sort of thing offends you, move along.

This chapter is a short one. Enjoy!  And donate to Nifty dang it!

Chapter 16 – Summertime (June 2019)

Early summer in June is fantastic in Minnesota: warm days, cool night and no humidity.  This summer was going extremely well.   My boss at work (the one who jumped my ass over the Snapchat incident) got transferred to our office in California and my new boss and I were clicking really well.

Things with Max were exceptional since returning from Madison.   With the rigor of the gymnastics season over, we could arrange our outings around fun things instead of me chauffeuring him to and from practice.  We still mostly just went out to eat and saw movies, but it was much more relaxed without the gym and school to worry about.

Max and Cam are still getting along perfectly.   My only fear is that the trip to Madison has turned Max into a little cock whore.   It seems, from what he continues to tell me, that he can’t get enough of sucking Cam’s cock.  Max did wake Cam up that last morning in Madison with a long slow blow job.   He told me about it quickly while Cam showered that morning.

   The two of them are together all the time.  Their parents have finally accepted their ‘friendship’ and so several days each week the two hang out together.   Both parents like that the boys work out a lot and go to their gymnastics gym and practice.   As far as the parents see, they are good friends that are pushing each other to excel at sport.

Of course I know the real truth.  Oh, they are good about working out and all, but they also spend a lot of time engaged in less wholesome activities.  “Gee Craig,” Max told me the other day, “I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve sucked Cam any more.  I’ve lost count.”  When Cam is at Max’s during the week, they have the house to themselves and do it at least a couple times.   At Cam’s they are often alone too and Max tells me his mom is sure not to disturb them in the sauna or hot tub because she knows they aren’t wearing swimsuits.  Max has told me he has sucked Cam all over his house, including in the sauna and hot tub, on the pool table, and even in the kitchen one day after Cam’s mom left to go shopping.

My worry isn’t that Max might not be enjoying what he and Cam are doing, it’s that I am afraid they will get caught.  Sometimes I wonder if they aren’t almost trying to get caught as a way of coming out.   Both of them tell me they want to attend a dance together this upcoming school year, so they are talking about letting out their secret anyway. 

Cam comes along many times with Max and me these days, which is really cool.  He’s an awesome kid and I love being around him as well.  What boy lover wouldn’t love being around two cute athletic blondes?

The weekend or two after Madison, on Sunday, the three of us were at lunch when the boy’s phones both went off.  It was Spencer texting them about the prior night.  Apparently Ian has spent the night and Spencer had fulfilled his promise to let Ian top him.    The boys started giggling and eventually let me read the texts as they asked Spencer all about it.   Spencer told them – over text – that it felt “kinda weird” but also “kinda good”.  The funny part to me was how Spencer said Ian’s dick kept slipping out because it wasn’t long enough.   Thank god we were in the corner of an empty restaurant at the time.   Someone overhearing our discussion might have been shocked.

Once the conversation with Spencer ended, I asked the boys if they had thought much about anal sex.   They both looked back and forth at each other multiple times and then shrugged.  Max had been keeping me fairly well informed as to what they had been doing…in fact my standard question after he and Cam had been together all day was simpy “Cuantos?”… meaning how many times did you suck Cam today?   He’d stopped giving me juicy details but he enjoyed telling me the number, especially when it was like 3 or 4 and not just 1 or 2.  But he’d never made mention of trying to move beyond that.  I’d subtly asked a few times if they did ‘anything else’ and he’d always answered with a ‘nah’ each time.

But I knew they had to be close to experimenting with more so I stopped at a Walgreens on the way home and bought them a large box of condoms and a tube of KY jelly.   They both looked at me with a shocked face when they opened the bag.  I think they were even more flabbergasted when I gave them a rather matter of fact lecture on the dangers of having anal sex without protection and without proper lubrication.   I think just my mention of damaged rectums, getting poop on your dick and having semen leak back into your underwear had them totally grossed out.   I could tell I might have turned them off, at least temporarily from putting those new items to use.   Still they took them home and Max told me he had a perfect place to hide them.

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So I am obviously pretty happy with where things are with Max, but I have had to do some soul searching after the trip to Madison.   Once we returned and I had some time away from Max, I realized upon reflecting, how close I had come crossing “the line” that I have forever promised myself ever to cross.   I think I definitely took things a little too far that last morning, when I introduced some dirty talk with Max to watch him squirm from being so horny.   It would have been all too easy at that point for us to have done something I think I would have regretted.   Max was horny, I was horny, and we were in bed together.

Now don’t get me wrong, I loved everything about Madison.   Just being around the boys was great fun and having Max sleep naked in my bed and having him cuddled against me so I could feel his cock brush against me was beyond anything I could have ever expected.   Our intimate conversations were great too!  And good lord, how could I not love the idea of boys being sexual in my very own hotel room, especially when one of them is giving me all the juicy details???? I’ve wondered in the time since if Max would have let me jerk him off had I offered.   I’ve told myself it was a good thing I didn’t get to find out, because I THINK I would regret it now.

I say think, because I am pretty sure I would have loved whatever might have transpired… but I also think it might have messed up our relationship, and I don’t want that.  I don’t know that Max would have had a problem with it to be honest.  He seems pretty open minded.  It’s just that I am sure he wouldn’t think of me in the same way afterwards.    I love where our friendship is right now.  Max trusts and loves me (and I love him of course).   I am getting a front row seat to watch Max do all the things I wish I  had the courage to do as a teen.   It’s like I am reliving a piece of my life through him!   It’s energizing and liberating in a way, while at the same time it depresses me a bit by reminding me of the cage that I have built for myself years ago when I chose not to completely accept myself.

So basically I have renewed my commitment to myself to behave around Max and Cam!!!  I like to keep up with them, but I’ve tried not to ask any lurid details or do any more talking overtly sexually with Max.    I will be testing myself with the big surprise I have planned for Max for his birthday.   I plan to take Max shopping of course, and I have already bought him some new underwear that I am sure Cam will love, but that is just the beginning.   I think his big surprise present will elate Max.  

I know he has wished he could go on a trip – a real trip, with me like Noah has gotten to do.  As it turns out, a perfect opportunity presented itself.  I had booked a scuba diving trip to Cozumel for my daughter and me for late July.  (Scuba is our ‘thing’ to do together).  But she got an internship at the last minute at a prestigious company here in town and she doesn’t want to ask for the time off and have it ruin her future job prospects.

I wasn’t sure what to do.   Cancelling the whole trip would result in all the hotel and airfare being forfeited.   My travel agent said she could switch the names on the airline tickets for a small fee if someone else could take her place.  I asked my wife if she wanted to go instead but she already had plans at the same time to visit our other daughter for a long weekend.  “Honey, have you thought about taking Max?” she asked hesitantly.  

Well I had, but I wasn’t sure if she might think me taking him on an international trip might be ‘too much.’   But now that she suggested it….

I ran the idea by Stacy and she approved.  “Oh Craig, Max could really use a real vacation again.   You truly are amazing!”

So yeah, it all happened pretty fast.   I’ve gotten the tickets updated and this weekend I am going to give Max his presents – a scuba class at a local dive shop so he can get quickly finish his diving certification in Mexico (assuming he likes the intro pool classes anyway).  Of course I have to somehow present the trip to him.  I am still trying to think of a creative way to do that but I am sure something will pop into my mind.

I just hope I can manage to keep all my promises to myself in Mexico, when I will be alone with Max for 8 nights.  EIGHT NIGHTS!

Author’s Notes:

Not much to add to this short chapter.   I hope to have more out soon.  As always - comments welcome.   craigpnifty@protonmail.com