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Now that the Fourth of July was behind us, we fell into a pretty regular routine. During the week, Cheryl and I both worked at the factory and Noah spent the day at the park. I would meet him for lunch, and he would go to Gus or Sam's apartment whenever the weather was bad, so Cheryl always knew where to find him if he wasn't at the park. She would pick Noah up after her shift ended and take him home. When I arrived home later, we'd have dinner together, and then we'd either play a game with Noah or watch TV before turning in. Noah slept in his room from Monday to Thursday, and he was good about staying there.
On the weekend Cheryl worked at the 7-Eleven, while I spent time with Noah. We entertained the boys on Saturday as they took part in the adventure or mystery I had planned for them, but eventually I began to run out of ideas so we started playing board games instead. Either way, I took them swimming after we finished, and then we'd go out to eat before I took the other boys home. Noah and I would return to the house and he'd usually have me suck him off before I started working on my chores, and as soon as his mother came home we would go out on our run. After we showered and changed, we'd eat dinner with Cheryl and spend the rest of the night playing games or watching TV together.
On Sunday, I'd take Noah to the high school to practice his soccer skills, and he was getting a little better each time we did this. In between doing those things with him, I would do my chores, but I'd also try to spend as much additional time with him as I could. Of course this included me sucking him off multiple times, while he also did the same thing to me whenever we slept together.
Although Coach Rich had told Noah that he would make the soccer team, Noah didn't take it for granted and spent a great deal of time practicing his skills. Besides going to the high school with me on Sunday, he would often be out in the backyard practicing his dribbling skills alone, along with some other ball skills. One day I watched as he used his feet, head, thighs, and chest to keep the ball in the air for prolonged periods of time, and I was very impressed with both his ability and agility. I'm not sure if that particular skill would ever be used in a match, but he enjoyed doing it, and it was good for his coordination and dexterity.
I thought about enrolling him in the summer soccer program, but it was being held at the park where we watched the fireworks, and that was in the opposite direction from where his mother and I worked. It would be impractical for one of us to drive him there and drop him off in the morning, because he'd end up being totally alone all day long. I wouldn't have time to go there to meet him for lunch, because the drive alone would take up most of my lunch break, especially in lunch hour traffic. Unfortunately, I couldn't think of any other way to get him involved, so doing this would have to wait until another time.
Our busy schedule made the rest of July fly by and we were soon entering August. There were only a couple weeks left until school started again, so Cheryl had to take a half-day off from work so she could enroll Noah at the middle school. While she was doing that, she also asked if the modified soccer team would be starting before school began, and she learned that wouldn't happen until the first day of classes. However, physicals were going to be held a few days prior, so she jotted down the date and time to make sure Noah didn't miss out.
It also presented Cheryl with a dilemma. Being a new employee at the factory, she couldn't afford to take another half-day off to take Noah to the school for his physical, so I told her I'd do it instead. When that day came, I made sure I had everything taken care of at the office before I left at noon, and I also made sure my assistant knew about anything that might come up while I was gone. I picked Noah up at the park and drove him to the middle school, and I walked inside with him to make sure he got to where he needed to go.
Coach Rich was waiting outside the locker room where the physicals were being given, and he was checking off the names of the boys who showed up. He broke into a grin and greeted us warmly when we approached. "I'm glad to see you made it. I'm really counting on you being on the team this year and doing well."
"Don't I have to tryout?"
"Yes, everyone will be trying out, even the eighth graders who played last year, but you don't have to worry about making the team. I already saw you play at the park against my son, so I know you're good enough to be on the team."
Before Noah went in for his physical, Jason, the coach's son, came out of the coach's office and spotted him. "Oh, good. You're here. I was hoping you wouldn't forget."
"No way. I want to play on the team this year."
"Come on and I'll show you where to go. I'll also tell you all the stuff you'll need to know while you're waiting to see the doctor." Jason then led Noah into the locker room, while I stayed to chat with the coach.
"I just want you to remember that Noah has never played on a team before, so he might make a few mistakes. We've watched several matches on TV and I've tried to explain what I thought he should know, but I don't have that much experience either. I've only played in P.E. class and on an intramural team in college, so there was only so much I could do."
"From what I've seen, you've done an exemplary job for someone who's never played on a team yourself. He's shown that he has really good skills, and I look forward to helping him polish them as the season progresses. I think Jason has taken a liking to him too, so I'm sure he'll help Noah out as well."
"I'm glad to hear that, because Jason seems like a great kid too."
"I might be a little bias, but he really is, and he's a great help to me during the season. He fills in if we're a player short for a scrimmage, he serves as my equipment manager, and he also acts as a ball boy during games."
"He must really love the sport to do all of that."
"He does, and he's talked a lot about Noah since he played against him at the park. I think he wants to help make Noah one of the stars on the team."
"I think Noah will be happy to just make the team and get some playing time. I'm not sure if he has the confidence to become a team leader yet."
"We'll work on that too."
I talked with the coach for a little while longer, and then he went into the locker room to see how things were going. About twenty minutes after he went in, Noah came out ready to go.
"Are you all done?"
"Yep. It wasn't bad and didn't take very long. I just had to wait for my turn, cuz there were several boys ahead of me. While I was waiting, Jason told me a bunch of stuff, like I should wear a jock, but I don't know what that is. I didn't tell him I didn't know and just said I'd do what he said."
"I guess that means I should take you to get one before we head home."
"Jason also told me the boys take showers after practices and games, so I should bring a towel with my practice clothes. He says he takes a shower with them too, so I'll get to see him and all the other boys naked."
"I'm sure you'll enjoy that."
"Yep, I will."
After we left the school, I took him over to the sporting goods store and bought him a few things. I wanted him to have two of everything so he didn't have to wear the same thing every day, so I helped him pick out two jock straps, and a pair of soccer cleats first. After that I had him select a couple pair of athletic shorts, a couple of practice jerseys, a hooded sweatshirt for when it got cooler, and a gym bag - all in the school colors. I'd asked the coach about that while we were chatting, as well as if they had a school mascot. He told me they were the Hilltop Bulldogs, just like the high school, and their colors were red and white, but they also wore black sometimes too.
"Wow, thanks for buying me all this stuff."
"You're welcome. I want you to look good when you tryout and when you're at practice, because I think looking the part will help you do even better."
"Thanks, and I'll do the best I can."
"That's all I ask. I just want you to be happy and have fun."
We got to the house before Cheryl did, and Noah showed her everything I'd bought him when she got home. Well, everything except for the jocks. I think he was a little uneasy about her seeing those, because he even asked me if I'd wash his soccer things on the weekend. I told him he could put a new set of gear and a clean towel in his gym bag every day after he got home from practice and we'd leave the other set out to air dry. I even put a rack up in the exercise room for that purpose, and then I'd wash everything on Sunday, so they'd be clean for the following week.
Noah seemed to be walking on air over the final few days before school started, and I couldn't remember ever seeing a kid so eager for summer vacation to come to an end. When we picked up the other boys on Saturday, I had to tell them this would be the last time we'd be doing this, unless they wanted to switch to Sunday. When they asked why, I explained that it was because Noah would be having soccer practice or a match every Saturday for the next couple of months, so they finally agreed to make the change. I also warned them that the state park would be closing soon as well, so we wouldn't be able to go swimming after Labor Day. They remembered that from last year, so they didn't take it too badly.
Cheryl and I took Noah shopping on Sunday, and together we bought him the things he would need for school. He even modeled his clothes for us when we got home, and he seemed really proud to be starting the school year with new things. I also explained that I'd help him with his studies again, just as I'd done in the past, and he thanked me and promised to get good grades.
The night before the first day of classes, Noah was bouncing off the walls as he was selecting the outfit he was going to wear, as well as packing his gym bag for the first day of soccer tryouts. His mother said she'd pick him up after practice, but I told her it would be easier for me to swing by and do that instead, so she didn't have to stop in the middle of fixing dinner. I figured I'd get there just about the time that he finished taking a shower and changing, so she agreed and thanked me for doing this for them.
I got up early the next morning so I could see Noah off on his first day. Cheryl fixed his breakfast, but she had to leave before the bus came, so I stood around and chatted with him until the bus showed up. He waved at me as he slid into a seat, meaning he'd obviously picked a seat on the side of the bus where he could see me. Once the bus drove off, I went back inside and finished getting ready for work.
I couldn't help but think about him throughout the day, especially during my lunch hour, and I wondered how he was doing. Was he making new friends? Did he like his teachers? Was he able to get around without getting lost? I was sure I'd find out when I picked him up later, and I just hoped he had a good day.
Noah was waiting out in front of the school with a couple of other boys when I drove up. It appeared that they were all waiting for a ride, so I checked with Noah when he got in the car. "Do either of those boys need me to give them a ride somewhere?"
"Nah, they're just waiting to be picked up too."
"Have you been waiting long?" I asked as I began to drive off.
"Nope, just a few minutes, and I was talking to the other guys, so it wasn't too bad."
"Are they trying out for soccer too?"
"Yep, and the bigger one played last year."
"So how did the tryout go?"
"It was good. We just did a lot of drills, and some of the stuff was kinda like the things I do with you."
"So how do you think you did?"
"I did good, and afterward I took a shower with everybody else. I got to see the other boys' penises, and some were a lot bigger than mine. Jason has a small penis like I did when I was in fifth grade, but he's neat and I like him a lot. He took the locker next to mine so we could change together, and then he showered next to me too, so we got to see each other naked for a long time."
"Interesting. I'm glad neither of you were hesitant about doing that with the other boys, especially those older and more developed than you."
"Nah, it was fun. Jason says he's been helping his dad since he was in second grade, and he's been taking showers with the other boys the whole time. He told me he likes seeing the other boys naked too."
"I'm glad to see you two are becoming friends."
"And he was also helping me at practice. He would tell me when I should do something different, and he would even do it for me, so I could see what he meant."
"Wow! That was very nice of him, so we'll have to do something nice for him too."
"Yeah. Maybe I could invite him over sometime."
"You'll have to check with your mom about that."
I pulled in the driveway at that point and we went inside. Noah left his gym bag on my side, but he took his school things over to his side when he went to say 'hi' to his mom. He returned a few minutes later to ask me a question. "Are we going to run now?"
"I think you've done enough running for one day, so why don't you start your homework instead. I don't want you staying up too late so you can do it later."
"I only have to do some reading. The teachers didn't give us much homework cuz it was only the first day."
"I know, but get it out of the way now. You'll be doing enough running during soccer season, so I'll go out alone on school days. You can run with me on the weekend if you want, but go get started on your homework."
"K, but I'm going to miss doing that with you."
I tagged along behind Noah when he went back to his side so I could ask Cheryl if I had time to jog. "Yes, go ahead. Is Noah going with you?"
"Not during the week. Just on the weekend. I think he should spend this time working on his homework instead."
"Ok, good point."
I went out and ran alone, something I hadn't done since they moved next door. I really missed Noah, because there was no one to chat with or to push me to go faster. I merely jogged the entire route and only inserted the sprints when I was with Noah, if he still wanted to do that as well.
When I got back to the house, I showered quickly and changed, and then I went over to join them for dinner. During the meal Noah told us about his classes, teachers, and the kids he'd met so far.
"Did you see Jason around school before tryouts started?" I asked.
"No. I didn't see him until I got to the locker room."
He then filled his mom in about the soccer tryout. He didn't tell her as much as he'd told me and omitted the part about the naked boys, but he explained that Jason was helping him and he liked Jason a lot. Cheryl asked Noah a few questions about what he'd said, and Noah responded positively to everything she wanted to know.
We also choose to forego playing a game after we finished eating, because we wanted Noah to spend the time finishing his homework. Cheryl and I both felt it was important for him to get it done so he could go to bed early, since he had such a long day with classes and soccer. I told Noah he could come over to see me if he had any problems or questions about his homework, and then I went next door by myself.
I was lost without him being around, and didn't really know what to do. I sat down to watch TV for a while, but then I couldn't remember what any of the shows were about. I was like a man who had lost part of himself, because Noah wasn't there asking me questions about what we were watching or making comments about what was going on. When I felt he must have gone to bed, I got up and went through my nightly ritual before turning in.
The next couple of days were about the same. I'd watch him get on the bus in the morning, and then I'd drive to the middle school to pick him up after I got out of work. On the ride home Noah would tell me about some of the boys who were also trying out, and those he thought were the best. He also talked a lot about Jason, and I could tell they were growing closer every day. Jason may have been younger, but it didn't seem to bother Noah, and they had definitely bonded since they met at the park on the Fourth of July.
On Wednesday, Noah asked a question while we were eating. "Can I ask Jason to stay over on Friday night? He says we'll have practice on Saturday, so he can stay here and then ride with us to practice."
"Do you think you'll both fit in your bed?" Cheryl asked, as she looked at Noah quizzically.
"Nah, we'll sleep with Uncle Brian." Cheryl looked over at me when he said this.
"Noah, I'm not sure that would be a good idea. I told you before that not everyone would understand about you sleeping with me, and that includes Jason too."
"Jason won't care. He told me that over the summer his mom went to spend time with his grandma cuz she was sick, and he slept with his dad while she was gone."
"That may be, but I'm not sure we should do that when he's here."
"But he likes you too, and he knows you're my uncle, so he won't mind."
"If you have him stay over, I think you should sleep in your own room."
"Can I have him wait with me tomorrow, so he can talk to you about it when you pick me up? His dad stays until all the boys are gone."
"I don't see how that will make a difference."
"Please, just do it for me."
"Look, I'll talk to him if you want, but it doesn't mean I'm going to do this."
"Just see what he has to say. I told him to ask his parents if he could stay over on Friday, and he said they'll probably let him, but they'll want me to stay at their house sometime too."
"I don't think your mother or I have a problem with him staying here or you staying there. The only problem I have is about the two of you sleeping with me, because I think that could cause problems."
"But you have a big bed so we'll all fit."
"I suppose I could sleep on the couch and let you boys use my bed."
"No, I still want to sleep with you too."
"Then you might have to make a choice and decide if you'd rather have Jason stay over or sleep with me."
"I want to do both."
"Well, that might not be possible."
"I'll just make sure he comes with me tomorrow after practice so he can talk to you."
I only agreed to do this to end the discussion, but I didn't see how it would change my mind. I know guys involved in sports do things that other guys might not be as likely to become involved with, such as group showers, hugging after a good play or a win, and patting each other on the ass, but I wasn't sure it would extend to sharing a bed. I didn't mind the idea of sleeping on the couch so they could use my bed, but I wasn't sure if Noah would be satisfied with that solution. I'd have to see what happened the next evening when Noah brought Jason along to talk to me about staying over, because he might be against the idea too.
My mind was busy running over many possible scenarios of what might happen once I went back to my side of the house. I didn't even turn on the TV this time and merely sat down to think of any options that might make Noah happy without putting me in jeopardy. I was glad he had a friend that he wanted to bring to the house, but I didn't want it to end up ruining everything we currently had.
I didn't sleep very well that night either, because my mind continued exploring the situation as I slept. My subconscious thought up many different possibilities, some of them interesting, such as two naked boys running around my apartment, while others were pretty bland. There were also those where Coach Rich confronted me about me sharing a bed with his son, and another where I was arrested and sent to jail. None of those visions had helped me settle my dilemma by the time I woke up on Thursday morning, so I merely rolled out of bed and started getting ready for work.
After watching Noah get on the bus, I headed in to the office. I tried to put my concerns in the back of my mind, but that wasn't easy. Noah's request kept popping into my brain throughout the day, especially during the lunch hour. I was a nervous wreck as I drove to the middle school to pick him up.
When I pulled up in front of the school, Noah came tearing out to the car with Jason right behind him. He opened the door and both of them stuck their heads inside.
"My mom and dad said I can sleep over tomorrow night," Jason announced with a huge grin.
"That's good. Noah likes you a lot and is excited about you doing this."
"Me too, cuz I also like him. Uh, Noah said you're gonna sleep on the couch so we can use your bed. You don't have to do that and we can all sleep together."
"I'm not sure that would be a good idea."
"Why? I don't mind doing it, and I sometimes do that with my dad, so he and my mom won't care either."
"I don't know about that, but it's nice to know you're going to be joining us."
"I'll bring my soccer stuff with me, cuz we have practice at 10:00 the next day."
"Ok, that sounds good. I'll see you tomorrow then."
Noah was excited as he slid into the passenger seat and closed the door. "See, I told you he wouldn't mind."
"Maybe not, but I'm still not sure it's such a good idea."
"I hope you change your mind about doing it," he said as I put the car in gear and drove off.
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http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-guardian/
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