Date: Sat, 19 Mar 2022 00:20:44 +0000 (UTC) From: Jonathan Subject: The Contractor _ Chapter Seven Welcome to my latest story about the developing relationship between a twenty something heterosexual self-employed contractor and a sheltered soon to be sixteen year old boy. The contractor will mentor the young man while he soon learns new things about himself as the young man helps him on his journey into new experiences. In this chapter Brian finds out about special places with Shaun. WARNING: This story is for adult men. It contains a graphic and fictional depiction of sex between adult and youth males. If sexual activity between consenting males is illegal where you are, or you find this material offensive or if you are under legal age, do not go any further and do not read this story. The characters are fictional and do not represent any real person, living or dead or any real events or happenings. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except to the website to which it has been posted, without consent of the author. Your comments or suggestions are always welcome. Please direct them to Jonathan Perkins at tryitlikeit27@yahoo.com. All of us enjoy the stories posted here so please support Nifty. I appreciate you reading my stories and Nifty appreciates your support. https://donate.nifty.org/donate.html The Contractor Chapter Seven "The Homecoming" I finished my rush job on time with a day to spare. Barry was true to his word and paid me for the entire job at the price he had been quote by the previous guy and then added the $5,000 bonus. The buyers were ecstatic over the quality of the work I had done and promised to spread the word to their friends. Barry told them there was no need, he was going to keep me pretty busy from here on in. I was looking forward to the long Labor Day weekend, three days off with no work. But probably no Brian either. Saturday was practice, Sunday was his day with his mother and Monday the coach or Kyle would have something planned. Maybe I wasn't looking forward to the weekend as much as I thought. Brian called me Saturday morning around 10. " Hey Shaun, what are you doing today. It's the holiday weekend so there is no practice. You want to hang out?" "That would be great. I can come pick you up in a half hour." I picked him up and we decided to just go back to my house and hang out. We sat on the couch and just looked at each other. "I've missed seeing you," I started. "Have you missed me?" "Very much so. I have an idea. You just sit there," as he got up and walked around to stand about ten feet in front of me. "You've missed seeing me? Well here I am," as he stretched his arms out to his side. Then raised them up over his head and ran his hands down his body very seductively. When he got to his waist he crossed his hands in front of his crotch and squeezed himself. Rubbing up and down he then moved his hands up and grabbed the base of his shirt, pulling it slowly up over his head, exposing this tight smooth chest. He flung his shirt at me, then hugged his upper body. I took his shirt and smelled it, inhaling his sweet essence. His hands loosened his hug and moved to his nipples, swirling fingers around them making them stand up stiff and pointy. He started to gyrate his hips and ran his tongue over his lips and he continued to play with his nipples. He brought one finger to his mouth to wet it and then back to his nipple then a finger on the other hand and did the same. He was pinching his nipples and moaning, his gyrations get more pronounced. He moved his hands down his chest, over his abdomen and back to his crotch. A much more animated groping of himself, smiling and looking at me with bedroom eyes. He undid his belt and slid it out of the belt loops, tossing it to me. Then the top button on his jeans. He slid his hand down inside his jeans and I could see him massaging his cock. His other hand went around the back of him and was rubbing his ass. That hand came back around front and slid the zipper down, revealing a pair of low cut blue fashion briefs. The hand in his jeans had been on the outside of the briefs and continued to work his stiffening cock. He shook his jeans down and kicked them off in my direction. Now he stood there in only those briefs, a very prominent bulge facing my way. He grabbed his cock through the briefs, the fabric pulling tight around his boner and away from his legs, giving me a view of his balls. He half heartedly stroked his cock as best he could through the fabric, a wet spot showing at the end of the bulge. He took his hand off is cock and put his thumbs in the waist band, pulling them lower on his hips. Then he turned around and pulled them a little lower exposing the top of his ass crack. He put his hands inside the briefs, one on each cheek and started to massage and rub his ass. Then he pushed the briefs lower so the waist band was tucked up underneath his ass. He ran a finger up and down his crack then bent over as he put a finger against his hole and jiggled it. He stood back up and turned to face me, his briefs still covering most of his cock but exposing his pubic hairs and the base of his cock. His stiff cock was tenting out the fabric as he pulled the briefs lower, his cock jumping up as it was set free. He was now totally naked standing in front of me, stiff and moaning as he rubbed himself all over. He wrapped his hand around his cock and began to stroke it as he asked me, "See enough of me know?" "Hell yes! And I want what I see," as I stood up to approach him. "Not so fast, old man. I'm not finished yet." He came over to me and told me to keep my arms by my side and my hands to myself. He rubbed my chest and tweaked my nipples through my shirt. He started to pull my shirt up but I teased him by keeping my arms at my side. "I'm just doing as I was told," I said solemnly "Okay, you want to be a jerk. I can stop now and get dressed." My arms shot up in the air so fast, "Better?" I asked. "Much," as he pulled my shirt off me. He moved his mouth to my chest and kissed and licked my nipples, one, then the other, mixing in a little bite as well. I lowered my arms and went to put my hands on his head. "Ah, ah, no hands. Put your arms back at your side." "As you command." I was getting so horny I wasn't sure if I could control myself but I was going to do my best to play along. He ran his hands around to my back and pulled me tight to his mouth, sucking my nipples. Then his hands dropped lower and grabbed my ass and squeezed it hard. His mouth lowered and he stuck his tongue in my belly button, causing me to squirm. Giggling, he brought his hands back around in front and undid my jeans. My cock was so hard it was painful being held captive. He pushed my jeans down to my ankles then ran his hands back up my legs, caressing me as he did. One hand reached in between my legs and grabbed a hold of my balls, giving them a tug. I was pleading with him to finish undressing me. "All in due time, Shaun, all in due time." He grabbed my cock through the fabric, same as he did his. Letting out a moan and pleading once again to strip me naked. "Very well," as he pulled my underwear off and had me completely naked and at his mercy. "Happy now?" "Absolutely, what's next?" "Nothing. We get dressed. You said you missed seeing me and now you have. And I've seen you. Want to go get something to eat?" He immediately broke out laughing. "Yeah, I do want something to eat. You! You pain in the ass little tease." I grabbed him and threw him on the couch then dove on top of him. We kissed and made out passionately for as long as we could, our bodies writhing against one another, our leaking cocks having a hands free sword fight between us. As we were kissing, Brian raised up his legs and wrapped them around me. "Damn, how I've missed you, Shaun. Every fucking inch of you." As he rolled his hips back towards him exposing his ass even more to me. "Same here. I was beginning to think I had lost you to Kyle and football." "I like Kyle, he's a neat guy and fun to be with. I enjoy football. But neither one of them could ever take your place in my life. Ever!" as pulled my ass to bring me closer to him. "Fuck me now, I want you inside me." "We need to get you prepared, I'll get some lube." "No need, I put some inside me before you picked me up. Just spit lube your cock and I'm good to go." He had this whole thing planned out from the get go. I spit in my hand and rubbed it all over my cock, getting it as slippery as I could. I brought it to his hole and gently applied some pressure. He pushed out to open himself up to me and I slid in a well lubricated hole. I moved in, inch by inch, until I was as deep as I could go. Brian was grinning and moaning with delight. As I moved in and out he just lay there and enjoyed the feeling, letting me take control of the situation for once. Brian raised his legs up over my shoulders and wrapped them around my neck. With my hands free, I took a hold of his cock and stroked him as I fucked his ass. He just closed his eyes and threw his head back in total bliss. I felt my balls tighten and knew I was close. "I'm getting really close, how about you?" "I'm fine, just do what you're doing and I'll be right behind you." A few more thrusts and I released my load. Brian open his eyes and gave me a look like I've never seen before, so pure and innocent yet so decadent. I continued to stroke him as I went soft inside him. I felt his ass tighten as he unload all over his stomach. My limp dick slipped from him and I rolled over, falling off the couch and landing on the floor. "Aww, you really did fall for me, didn't you," he laughed. "Or you couldn't keep it up any longer?" "I kept it up long enough to get the job done, wise ass," I shot back at him in jest. Brian rolled off the couch and lay beside me on the floor. We cuddled and kissed and just wanted to be close to one another. After about an hour we decided we better get up and take a shower to wash off Brian's cum that had smeared all over us. Another hot shower together, lots of soap, lots of mutual washing and lots of stroking until we both came a second time. Exhausted, we went into the bedroom and got in bed for a short nap. I woke up an hour later with Brian sprawled across me, our legs intertwined. I lay there looking at this young not so innocent teenager who had in a very short amount of time had become the center of my life. I dated my ex-wife all through high school and was married to her for several years but our love hadn't been anywhere near as strong or deep as what I was feeling now. I only hoped that Brian felt the same way and this was not just a passing fling. Brian slowly opened his eyes and looked up at me. A smile broke out on his face. "Good to see you again, old man." "Same here, young punk." We were both starved so we got out of bed and went to the kitchen to make some lunch. "Should we get dressed?" Brian asked. "Not unless you want to. I'm perfectly happy the way we are." "Me two." We ate then watched some TV. Our hands roamed to each other and soon we were on the floor in a 69 position, sucking each other off. I can never get enough of his silky smooth cock, in my hand or in my mouth. Someday maybe in my ass. I've been able to take him deeper and deeper each time I suck him, almost getting all of him in my mouth and down my throat. As I told him, I need more practice, if he doesn't mind. He's all for me practicing on him. By mid afternoon we were both well satisfied and didn't need any more sex. Brian got a text on his phone from Kyle. "Hey, what are you up to? Want to get together and do something?" "Thanks but I'm over at Shaun's house working on his apartment," Brian texted back. "Sounds better if I tell Kyle we're working rather than having wild crazy non-stop sex," he laughed to me. "Yes. Much better." The return text came back, "Great I'm bored. Can I come over and work with you guys?" Brian looked at me and I nodded my head. "Shit, now we'll have to get dressed. I don't think he'd be into working naked, or maybe he would," giggling. "Well I wouldn't be up for working naked with him here. That is just for you and me," I quickly responded. Brian texted back, "Sure, Do you need a ride?" "No, my father is going out and can drop me off. See you soon." We hurried to get dressed and go upstairs to make it look like we had been working. That and the downstairs smelled like hormones, sweat and cum. No need for him to wonder what we had been up to. Kyle arrived shortly after we had gotten upstairs. "Brian, are you and Shaun coming to my father's cookout on Monday? He hasn't heard back from you yet." "What cookout?" Brian asked him with a puzzled look on his face. "My father sent an email to everyone on the team inviting them and their families to his big Labor Day cookout he has every year." "I never got an email, did you Shaun?" "No. But I'm not sure how he'd have my email anyway," I responded. "My Dad has everyone's email address from the coach. Damn, I'll bet the list hasn't been updated to include you two. I'll have to speak to him and get it corrected. But can you guys make it? It would be really great if you could." Brian looked at me and shrugged his shoulders. "I guess so. Can you make it Shaun?" "My social calendar is totally filled but I'll see if I can squeeze you in, Kyle." "That would be splendid if you could, sir Shaun," Kyle joked. Brian seemed kind of distant and quiet after that. Kyle was anxious to get started and help but Brian kept putting him off, trying to tell him he didn't know how to do most of the work that needed doing. I assumed he was upset because we hadn't been included in the original invite to the cookout. Suddenly it dawned on me. Brian was having the same territorial feelings towards us working in the apartment as I had with the water park. He didn't want to share our special place. I told the boys that the materials we really needed to keep working in a logical order wouldn't be available until next week so maybe we should find something else to do for the rest of the day. Kyle suggested going to the trampoline park that had just opened. Brian jumped at the idea so I knew I had made the right call. We closed up the apartment and headed out. The park had trampolines, a go-kart track, batting cages and videos games. We started with the trampolines. I was just jumping up and down while the boys were doing flips, tumbles and all sorts of fancy tricks. They looked over at me and Brian commented, "Lame-o, old man. You're just boring to watch." "Then don't watch. Simple," I replied back to him. "Let's help him out," Kyle suggested as he left his trampoline and came over and stood on the edge of mine. "Good idea, Kyle," as Brian came over and stood on the other side of me. "One, two, jump!" Kyle yelled as the two of them jumped on opposite sides of me, sending me flying in the air and landing on my ass. I stood up and told them to get off and leave me alone. "Can't take it, old man?" Brian teased. "Bring it on," as I was now ready for their assault. But not as ready as I figured. They jumped harder and still sent me flying. This time we all ended up in a pile, my legs on top of Brian and Kyle laying on top of me, ours legs intertwined. As we struggled to untangle ourselves and get up, my knee got pressed into Kyle's crotch and his into mine. I could have sworn I felt something hard in his crotch. It also seemed that Kyle was taking longer than necessary to move off of me, maneuvering around so that our knees were still in each other's crotch, rubbing back and forth. The attendant came over and yelled at us to get off the trampoline. "You broke the rule of only one person on the trampoline at a time. You're banned from them. Find something else to do." We got up laughing and acceded to his orders. I had only slightly chubbed up from the interaction with Kyle but I noticed a considerable bulge in his jeans. Next we went to the go-kart track. Kyle was first to get a kart. As I walked past him to go to mine, he winked and reached back and pointed to an arm on the carburetor and whispered, "Overdrive". He had also pointed it out to Brian. I got in my kart and looked back at the arm he pointed out. It would override the governor so I could make the kart go much faster than normally allowed. The attendant on this ride waved a checkered flag to start our 4 minute ride. We were all weaving and steering around the slower drivers, jockeying for position. After the first two laps the three of us were out in front. We were pretty much side by side when Kyle shouted out, "Overdrive!" and we all reached back to push the arm and override the governor. We took off at almost twice the allowed speed. Another two laps and we had gone fast enough to circle the track and catch up from behind with the rest of the drivers. The attendant caught us and waved the red flag to stop everyone. "You three, get out of the karts and off the track. That is against the rules." Again laughing at our prank, we got out of the karts and walked off the track. We got the gate to the track and a manager met us. "You three are nothing but trouble with no respect for the rules. I'm going to ask you to leave immediately." Kyle moved to the front of the three of us. "Do you know who I am, sir?" he questioned the manager. This took me by complete surprise. I never figured Kyle to be the obnoxious kind to try and throw his wait around. Before the manager could answer, Kyle continued. "I, sir, am heir to the Throne of England. I do not get asked to leave your pitiful park. If you ban us, I will have your park banned from any of my loyal subject to come here." Brian picked up without skipping a beat. "And I, sir, am the owner and operator of the Internet. You will no longer be allowed to advertise on the web. Any positive comments about this establishment will be removed." The manager's face was turning bright red as he looked at me. "And just who the hell do you claim to be, asshole?" "I am Nordstorm, Lord of the pixie fairies. I will sprinkle you with pixie dust and turn you into Peter Pan and make you fly away." "SECURITY! Get these jerks out of here before I call the police," he yelled. We took off running for the exit, laughing and slapping each other on the back. Once outside Kyle started first, ."When I ascend the throne I shall ban this sorry place." "And I shall forever remove him from my Internet," Brian pitched in. "What's with this Lord of the Fairies crap, Shaun? Are you referring to Kyle and I as fairies?" "No, it was the only stupid shit I could think of at the time. I'm not as good at this kind of prank as you two are. If I hang around you long enough I may learn, though." We left the parking lot and went to the local community park, a nice quiet place with wide open spaces to just kick back and relax. Brian got a football from behind the seat of the truck and he and Kyle went and tossed the ball around. I just watched and declined their invitation to join them. I just lay on the grass, soaking up the sun and enjoying the official end of summer. Watching the two of them toss the ball, laugh and talk with each other made me happy Brian had found such a good friend his own age. It also made me wonder if he and Kyle's friendship would develop into something more. Brian had told me Kyle was totally straight but the crotch rubbing and boning up on the trampoline had me wondering. Probably just teenage hormones reacting to the touch of another person. The boys came over and said they were getting hungry and wanted to go get something to eat. We went to a local restaurant and had an early supper. Then we dropped Kyle off at home. "Thanks for a fun day. We'll see you both on Monday, right?" "We'll be there, What can we bring to the party?" I politely asked. "Just your crazy assed selves, and a swim suit. We have a pool," he replied. We left Kyle's and were driving back to town. I suddenly laughed out loud. Brian asked me what was so funny. "I just had a vision of you and Kyle as being dressed as fairies, that's all." "Should Kyle and I go shopping for some new outfits?" Brian laughed back to me. "No, the mental picture is plenty. Want me to head to your house yet or back to my place?" hoping I get the answer I wanted. "Your place, of course." That was the answer I was looking for. As soon as we got inside, Brian grabbed me and hugged me tight. "Thanks for taking us to the trampoline park. Even if we did get banned for life." "It was fun. I'll just have to be more careful where I take you to, making sure it's some place I don't mind being banished from." I laughed. "We're going to Hell together, now where getting banished together, what's our next great adventure?" "Let's take a break on adventures and just be normal for a change." "Ok, Shaun, we'll just be normal; a normal 16 year old hooking up with a normal older guy and having normal sex as often as we can. Is that what you meant?" "When you put it that way, sure," as I punched his shoulder. We went in the living room and sat on the couch to watch TV. We were cuddled together and that's all we need after a sex crazed morning and a rowdy afternoon. Dorothy called Brian's cell phone to make sure he was coming home for dinner. That's when it dawned on him that he should have asked Kyle if his mother was invited to the cookout on Monday. He called Kyle to ask. "Hi Kyle, I'm calling about the cookout on Monday. Is my mother invited as well?" "Oh fuck, how stupid of me. I completely forgot about your mom. Of course she's invited. Listen, let me have some fun with this," as he shouted out to his Dad in the other room. "Hey Dad, Brian is on the phone and wanted to know why his mother can't come to the cookout on Monday?" All hell broke loose in the background. "KYLE, what are you talking about?" "You only told me to invite me to invite Brian and Shaun, which I did after you ignored them," hardly able to maintain his composure. '"Give me the phone right now. Hello Brian?" "Yes sir." "I'm so sorry you got left off the mailing list for the invitation. I don't know why my idiot son didn't include your mother when he talked to you. Of course she is welcome to attend. It will give her a chance to meet all of the other parents. I hope she isn't too upset. Is she there? I'd like to apologize directly to her." Brian couldn't keep up the charade and had to let Mr. Davenport off the hook. "Actually sir, I haven't even talked to her about it yet. Kyle explained the mixup with the mailing list and asked why we hadn't responded yet. When I talk to her this evening I'll be sure and mention that the three of us are all invited, as per usual." "Thank you, Brian. Now excuse me while I go beat my son for pranking me," Mr Davenport replied blandly. "It's been that kind of day, sir, pranks all around for everyone. It was a fun day." The phone got handed back to Kyle, "Got to go, Brian. I've got to go catch a beating from my father. It was worth it though to see the look on his face. See you Monday." "I always thought Kyle was a nice respectful young man, I never took him for such a trouble maker," I commented as Brian ended the call. "Only with those he loves," Brian laughed. Those he loves, huh? He's been pranking me all afternoon so I wonder where I stand with him after feeling him get hard earlier? We were getting ready to head back to Brian's house when he gave me a hug at the door. "I want to thank you for taking us to the trampoline park. I sort of felt uncomfrotable with Kyle working in the apartment with us," Brian confessed. "I could tell. You weren't you usual self but I caught on. I had my special place with you at the water park, you had your special place with me working in the apartment, you had your special place with Kyle on the field with the team and now the three of us had our special place at the trampoline park. Too bad we could never go back there again." "Damn, you get me without even saying anything. Guess that's what lovers do, huh?" There he goes again with that term 'lovers'. "We're close and we know how each other thinks, that's all," I said downplaying the 'lovers' talk. "You know what I'm thinking, you know what turns me on when we make love and we work together as a team. Who could ask for anything more?" I dropped Brian off at his house. Sunday was his day with his mother so I spent the day doing paperwork for my business. Paying bills, writing quotes, doing take off's for material orders. All the necessary boring stuff. Brian called me Sunday evening to tell me his mother was looking forward to going to the cookout and meeting the other parents. They'd pick me up at noon tomorrow. She was just concerned that people might start asking her about the thing with Frank and Lloyd. I was showered and dressed in my best casual clothes when they picked me up. Brian gave her directions to Kyle's house. Cars were parked on both sides of the road for as far as you could see. Kyle spotted us and waved us to the driveway where there was an open spot. "Special parking for special people," he proclaimed. Brian jumped out of the car and ran up to give Kyle a hug. "Oh yeah, I forgot you're a hugger. Good thing is was out here where no one saw it," he joked. Dorothy and I got out of car and Brian introduced Kyle to his mother. Kyle extended his arms to give her a hug. "I assume Brian got his huggyness from you, Mrs. Winston, so give me a squeeze." "Thank you, Kyle. You are very perceptive as well as being polite and a good hugger," Dorothy remarked. She turned to me and cautioned, "I hope there are not a lot of questions about Frank and Lloyd. You know how people can be curious about those things." "Then let's give them something else to be curious about," as I reached over and took her arm and placed inside of mine. "Lets see who is the first one to ask if we're a couple, a May-December kind of thing." She reared back and gave me a look. "Ok, maybe a May- August thing instead." "That's better," she approved. Kyle led us around back and introduced us to everyone. Brian just gave me a strange look when he saw his mother and I arm in arm. "I'll explain later," I mouthed to him silently. Kyle caught on quickly and would just introduce us as 'Brian's mother and Shaun" with no adjective attached, 'Shaun, her friend', "Shaun, a friend of the family', Shaun, Brian friend", and although he may have figured it out, 'Shaun, Brian's lover". Everyone was very polite and friendly and never asked any questions. Brian and Kyle and a few of the teammates were going into the pool house to change for a swim. I took a mental note when they came out that there was a bulge in Brian's and Kyle's swimsuits, but not the other boys. They both jumped in the pool rather quickly, hoping no one would notice their condition. Guess I've gotten more used to paying attention to boy's crotch areas lately. I was fishing around in the cooler for a soda when Mr. Davenport came up behind me. "You won't find any beer in there, if that's what you're looking for. This is an alcohol free party." "No problem, just looking for a ginger ale for Dorothy, Brian's mother." :"Try the other cooler." As I pulled out a can of ginger ale, Mr. Davenport explained, "I don't serve alcohol for two reasons. First reason being I want to set a good example for the boys and their families that you can have a good time without drinking." "That's wonderful," I extolled. "And second, working in the court house I seen too many times a host serves alcohol and an inebriated guest leaves, has an accident and the host gets sued, sometimes loosing their house. I'll have a glass of wine with supper sometimes but that's only when I'm home for the night." "Better safe than sorry, all the way around. I'm Irish but I never took up the habit of drinking. At a party in high school I had two beers and threw up on the way home. That was the end of my drinking." "You and Brian's mother seem very close, if I'm not being too nosey." I let out a belly laugh. "She was afraid someone would bring up the incident with Frank and Lloyd so I suggested we give people something else to think about. 'Were we a couple or not'. We're just good friends." "Well damn, Dorothy and you pranked my quests pretty good, me included. You've been hanging around my wise guy son too much," he shook his head and snickered. "Hope you're not mad." "Hell no, I think it was a stroke of genius, devious genius if you will, but genius none the less. I think you and I will get along as good as the two boys do." "Thanks. I think so too." It was a wonderful afternoon. As the party was winding down, Brian came up and told his mother Kyle had invited him to stay overnight. Classes didn't start until Wednesday so he didn't have to be anywhere in the morning. She okayed his request and asked him if he needed clean clothes. "I'm good, I only wore these one day. Besides we'll be in the pool a lot. Thanks mom. Shaun, can you give me a ride home in the morning?" I was sure he could get a ride from his mother or Mr. Davenport but they both had to work and I doubt the boys wanted to get up that early. "Pick you up at ten?" "Perfect!" Dorothy gave me a ride home. I was quiet thinking about Brian and Kyle spending the night together. Would there be other friends with them or would they be by themselves? What would the sleeping arrangements be? And would they be sleeping at all or have something else in mind? I was deep in thought when she asked me, "So what do you think about Brian's new activities?" Paranoia set in immediately. My mind jumped to 'Do you mean his sucking cock or getting butt fucked?'. "You know, taking on a job, joining a football team, going on his first sleepover. This is not the Brian I have known for the past 16 years." "He certainly is expanding his circle of friends and activities. Boys do that when that grow up and mature. It's painful for the parents but a natural part of life." I waxed poetically. "Yes, and it's all your fault." Again the mind went to the worst possible place. She was pissed at me for taking away her little boy and replacing him with a young man. "I know I was protecting him from the outside world and all that is wrong with it. You came along and showed him all that was good outside of the four walls of our house. I don't know what would have become of him if you hadn't come along. I'm forever grateful for your influence on him." You wouldn't be so grateful if you knew what we do behind closed doors. Or what he may possibly be doing behind closed doors with Kyle tonight. "He's a fantastic person and it's been my privilege to know him and spend time with him (and fuck his sweet bubble ass). He has taught me there is more to life than just work. We're good for each other." "I'm glad to hear you say that. I have a huge favor to ask of you, too big I'm sure but I don't know what else to do." "Anything for you and Brian, you know that. What can I do?" "My older sister who lives in St. Louis fell last week and broke her hip. She'll be coming home from the hospital in a few days and won't be able to do for herself. She wants me to come out and stay with her for a few weeks. It will be great to go back to where I grew up but the timing is terrible. If this was during the summer, Brian could go with me and see where I grew up. But he'll be starting school in a few days and I can't take him out of school and away from the start of the football season. I hate to ask but would it be possible for you to take Brian in again to stay with you while I'm away?" "Of course. Now what is the big favor you want?" I responded teasing her. "Cut it out, I'm serious" "So am I. I'd love to have him stay with me while you're gone." (walking around naked all the time, having hot sex whenever the urge hits us) "This is not for a night or two, this will be two weeks, maybe more." "Again, no problem. You go take care of your sister and don't worry about Brian. I'll make sure he does him homework, gets to football and stops over to keep an eye on your house. Everything will be fine. I'll have him check in with you every day just to make sure I haven't sold him to the gypsies." I quipped. "If you do sell him, make sure you get a good price!" she came back to me. (With an cute ass and a talented mouth, his twink body would certainly bring a premium) "Have you spoken to Brian yet?" "No but he was in the room when my sister called so he has some idea. But I haven't asked him about staying with you yet. I have a feeling he'll agree with no argument." I got out of her car at my house and went to my front door with mixed feelings. Brian was sleeping over at Kyle's house and I had no idea what that might entail. Maybe an innocent night or maybe Brian introducing a willing Kyle to the joys of gay sex. But at the same time, Dorothy's homecoming to St. Louis was going to give me two whole weeks, maybe more, of Brian all to myself. He was coming home to my house. Cumming often, I'm sure.