Date: Sun, 9 Sep 2012 01:42:44 -0400 (EDT)
From: ErastesTouch@aol.com
Subject: A Throw Away Kid, chapter 26

Throw Away Kid - by Erastes
Copyright 2012 by Erastes
Chapter 26 -- Starting Over.

The three boys really began to flourish now.  Not only were they doing
well on their class work, but they were also getting involved in other
types of activities as well.  They participated in various sporting events
with their new group of friends, while at the same time acknowledging
that they might not be the best athletes.  Although it was too late for
them to try out for any of the fall sport teams, with the exception of
Bryce playing football, Cam and Steve were considering possibly going
out for one of the teams during either the winter or spring seasons.  In
the meantime, they played nearly every sport with their friends, so they
were certainly having a good time just being boys.

Even though Bryce was on the football squad, he spent about half of his
time on the bench.  He played corner back on the defense, because he
was quick and unafraid to tackle the bigger guys, but he just didn't
have the necessary skills to play on offense.  He was too small for the
line and most of the guys in the backfield or playing end had been
participating in organized ball for a minimum of three years, in the
youth leagues.  Unfortunately, Bryce hadn't had that opportunity, but
he was making the most of the chance he had now.  He worked hard at
practices and had impressed the coaching staff, so that's why they gave
him a shot on the defensive squad.

The boys also decided to each take up a musical instrument at school,
because they shared this group fantasy about one day having their own
band.  Although the instruments they would be learning at school
weren't exactly the ones they would play if they had their own band,
they decided to use the opportunity the school offered to discover if they
had any musical ability, since it didn't cost them anything extra.  After
selecting an instrument from the list the school offered, they decided
this would at least help them learn the basics.

Steve wanted to play the drums, so he ended up in the percussion
section, where he would learn to play the snare drum, bass drum and
cymbals.  These weren't quite the same as the drum set he'd play if he
were in a rock-n-roll band, as opposed to a marching band, but he'd
learn how to hold the drumsticks, read music, keep the beat and get
most of the essentials.

Cam totally surprised me when he announced he was taking up the
double bass, or what is sometimes referred to as the string bass or
upright bass in the orchestra.  Although he isn't quite dwarfed by this
rather large instrument, because they had a 3/4 size bass for him to use,
it did make him look considerably smaller.  This also wouldn't be easy
for him to learn to play, because of both its size and the thick strings it
used, but he was eager to try it and doing this would teach him what he
needed to know about the bass line.  He would also have to play it both
with and without using a bow (meaning both arco and pizzicato), but it
was the latter that he was more focused on.  Cam had elected to play the
bass, because he wanted to play the bass guitar in the band and this
would teach him what he would need to know for later.

Bryce's selection surprised me as well, because he chose to take up the
violin.  When I questioned him about this, he told me he was doing this
because he thought it would help him get used to the fingering.  Even
though this would be done on the slender neck of the violin, he still felt it
would be similar enough to the fingering that would he would use on the
fret of a guitar, and that's really what he wanted to learn how to play.
As long as they were each happy with their choices, since they had
seemed to put a great deal of thought into their selections, I certainly
wasn't about to object.

Once I'd discovered what they were doing, I told them that if they
succeeded with these instruments, then I'd be willing to buy the ones
they really wanted to play and would need for the band.  I also offered
to pay for private lessons on the correct instruments later, once they
became proficient on the others and were ready to switch over.  This
only added to their excitement and they eagerly agreed to my plan.

The only stipulation I made about them doing this was that they still
had to do their chores and keep their grades up, because music lessons
were secondary to their formal education.  The boys had no problem
agreeing to this stipulation and worked very hard practicing on their
school instruments whenever they had free time, so they gradually
began to improve and got better at playing them.  I knew, however, that
it would probably take a year or two on these instruments until they
reached their potential and learned if they wanted to keep going, but
they were very eager to make this work.

The boys also began to get involved in other activities at school as well
and often tried out for parts in school productions.  Whenever they
weren't selected for a part, they would still get involved in the extended
company or help out with other aspects of the production.  At times,
they would work making sets, help with the props and costumes, or they
might assist with the lighting for a play or musical.  They would even
help the other actors practice their lines, by reading the other parts to
make certain that the person not only knew his own lines, but that he
also recognized where he was to come in.

The boys also began to make friends and form other attachments, plus
Cam and Steve even tried their hand at seeing if they had any attraction
to the opposite sex.  This was met with varying degrees of success and
satisfaction from their efforts, but they eventually ended up concluding
that neither of them were what anyone would consider straight.  At best,
Cam and Steve thought they might be bisexual, but they knew they still
enjoyed their sessions with each other, as well as with some of their
other friends, Bryce and me to ever want to give that up.  I truly
believed in my heart that they would each end up with another guy
some day, although they had to see how green the grass was on other
side of the fence, before they made any long-term commitments.

Along the way, I had many talks with the boys, in an attempt to help
them sort out their true feelings about everything they were doing.
They were very open with me and I talked with them about what they
did with the girls and how they'd enjoyed it, as well as about what they
did with their other male friends or with the rest of us at home, to see if
they had any regrets about what we'd been doing together.  The boys
continued to insist that they enjoyed doing those things with us too and
didn't want that to stop, but they also wanted to try the other stuff, to
see if they might like those as well.

In the end, I finally had to agree with them that we all loved each other
way too much to put a lot of restrictions on what we did with each other.
Most of the time we would only wind up using two beds for the evening,
since one of the boys would spend the night with me, while the other two
opted to share one of the other beds.  It was just our way of showing
how much we loved each other.

Sometimes these sessions wouldn't even get sexual and we'd just give
each other massages or merely cuddle and maybe kiss a little, but there
were other times when no holds were barred.  Sometimes we even had
group sessions, like we did that first night, and then there were other
times when the boys wanted to be alone with each other or with some of
their other friends, so I spent more than a few nights by myself as well.

I had some trepidation at first about allowing the boys to do stuff with
their other friends at the house, because if anyone else found out and
complained, I'd not only face legal problems and possibly lose my home,
but I could also lose the boys.  At first I didn't want to let them do this,
but the boys and their friends kept pleading with me to give in and
promised that nothing would ever go wrong and no one would ever find
out.  After thinking this over for a long time, I finally agreed to allow
them to do this with their friends when they stayed over, but only as
long as it was what their friends wanted to do and those boys promised
to never to talk about it with others.  Once they'd all promised they
would agree to these stipulations, I finally gave in.

The boys and their friends also did a lot of skinny-dipping in the pool
and didn't seem to care if I was around when this happened, so how
lucky is that?  Not only would they parade around naked in front of me,
but there were also many times when they'd come right out and ask me
various questions about sex or sexual activities.  I would always try to
answer them the best I could and whenever I wasn't sure of the answer,
I'd take them inside and we'd look the information up on the computer.
I was totally amazed at how open these boys were with me about
discussing things of this nature, but it also made me feel good to know
that I could fill in the gaps of the things that they were either afraid to
ask their parents and others, or because they were hesitant to accept the
potential misinformation they received from their peers.

Bryce had also become very close with the two boys that had gone
shopping with us, as well as the two others from his football team that
had joined us for his birthday party.  They all tended to be fairly
frequent visitors at our home, but they also weren't shy about joining
my boys in having some good times together.  I generally made sure that
I stayed out of those sessions, but the other boys did try to drag me into
their activities on a few occasions, although I resisted.  I didn't mind
loving my own boys and having sex with them, but I didn't want this to
evolve into my taking advantage of every kid that wandered into my
home.  Some of those other boys did ask me to do things with them or
offered to do things for me, but I turned them down by saying that I
thought it would be best if they kept to others in their own age group.

Bryce, Cam and Steve all continued to call me Uncle Kyle, but I truly
felt as though I were their father.  We talked about all kinds of things,
including my trying to discourage them from using drugs, alcohol and
tobacco, but we also had discussions on various other topics too, such as
autoerotic asphyxiation, bondage, sadomasochism and other sexual
fetishes and current fads.

As knowledgeable as the boys were about gay sex, Cam and Steve were
still fairly naïve about some aspects of heterosexual sex.  They asked me
such questions as if a girl could get pregnant the first time she had
intercourse or would the girl get pregnant if the boy pulled out before
ejaculating, so I knew we had some work to do in this area.  Even
though I was by no means an expert on the topic, I did have a fairly
decent general understanding concerning male-female sexual relations,
and whatever I didn't know, we looked up the information together
online.  I also made sure to download a few amateur straight videos for
them to watch, along with a couple of professionally made videos, which
I hoped might provide them with some tips or techniques they might be
able to use.

We also talked about their futures and what they might like to do after
they finished school, and I even discussed the possibility of them
attending college or a trade school after they graduated, to see if they
thought that was something they might be interested in doing.  Although
none of the boys wanted me to have to pay for their education, we did
talk about other possible ways they could do this, including working
hard and trying to earn a scholarship or taking out loans.  This led me
to offer to pay for their education and then let them pay me back later,
after they started their careers, rather than have them take out other
types of loans.  Although I wasn't worried about them reimbursing me,
I did tell them the loans would be at zero percent interest, if they
decided to go that route.  At least this gave them some options to
consider.

Not all of our time together was spent talking though.  We also did a
variety of fun things together as well, such as camping, fishing, hiking
and attending sporting events, as well as going to shows and movies.  I
also used some of our time to get them involved in some new hobbies,
such as woodworking, ceramics and different athletic activities.  This
included the things that Bryce and I had done together, which meant I
tried to teach them to bowl, roller skate, golf and play tennis, plus I even
planned on taking them downhill skiing and snowboarding, as soon as
there was snow.

The boys and I were bonding on many different levels and we'd also
discovered that we had a great many interests in common, such as the
various activities we did together.  In fact, it made me begin to wonder if
it would have worked out any better than this if I'd had my own sons,
flesh of my flesh and blood of my blood.  Even though I thought about
this, I tended not to analyze it for very long though, because it didn't
really matter.  Instead, I was determined to enjoy this for what it was, a
man bonding with his sons, biological or not.

My lawyer also checked in with us from time to time to see how the boys
were doing, because he wanted to make sure that they were happy and
fitting in.  This case had become much more to him than just being
about the money he'd make from it or merely taking another case
through the legal system, because he actually seemed to be interested in
the boys and wanted them to do well.  It was very gratifying to see that
he didn't think of the boys as just another case number and that he
actually cared that they flourished.

We also had to go through some unannounced visits from DSS
throughout that first year as well, to determine the fitness of both my
home and me as a parent.  We actually had a couple of very close calls
with the caseworker too, such as one afternoon when we were all
swimming naked in the pool.  The boys were always after me to join
them, even when they had friends over, so we'd been doing this quite
regularly.  We happened to be swimming alone this afternoon, just the
four of us, when the doorbell rang.  Since I couldn't answer the door
naked, I slipped on my trunks and grabbed a towel, so I could dry off a
little as I walked to see who was there.

Fortunately, Bryce had peeked out to see who was at the door as well,
since he wondered if one of his friends might have come over to visit.
When he saw who was there, he was able to run back to the pool and
warn the others to grab the spare swimsuits they kept out in the tool
shed, just in case we had unexpected company, so they had put them on
before they got back into the water.  When I led the caseworker back to
where the boys were, I held my breath, but luckily they had their suits
on and were racing with each other.  I should have known that these
little devils were always one-step ahead of me and would bail me out of
any embarrassing situation.  The caseworker then completed the rest of
her investigation and gave us her approval for the visit, so we moved
one step closer to becoming an official family unit.

Another time we had a close call was on a Saturday.  The boys each had
a friend stay over on Friday night and I had taken all of them to the
varsity football game, but then they had messed around in their rooms
later, before they went to bed.  Then, out of the blue, a caseworker
showed up at the house the next morning.  I was up and doing things
downstairs when the doorbell rang, but the boys were still up in their
rooms and sleeping in, after staying up late and having some fun.  Once
I saw who was at the door, there was no way I could leave the woman
and warn the boys, as she began her tour of the house.  I held my breath
as we headed upstairs, and when she saw the doors to the boys' rooms
were closed, I informed her that I respected the boys' privacy and we'd
have to knock before entering, and she agreed.

We came Cam's door first and I had no idea what to expect when we
opened the door, but I was relieved to see that he and one of his friends
were sitting in shorts and tee-shirts playing video games.  She walked
around the room to check it out, and then we went over to Bryce's room
and knocked on his door.

After being told to come in, she opened the door and found Bryce and
his friend were also dressed and they were looking at something on the
laptop Bryce's friend had brought with them.  They even made sure to
leave this up for her to read and I noticed her glancing at what was on
the screen.  I went over to glance at it too and the document looked like
notes about some literary assignment, so it appeared the boys were
studying for a test for one of their classes.  Satisfied with what she saw
on the computer, she quickly walked around and checked out the rest of
the room, before she moved on to the next one.

Steve had also been prepared, so he and his friend were listening to
some of his CD's, which he quickly turned down when we entered.  She
looked around his room after seeing what they were up to and before
going to check out my room next, and then we went back downstairs,
before she left.

I was amazed that all of the boys had been awake, dressed and doing an
acceptable activity, since I was convinced we'd catch at least one group
in a compromising position, so I went back upstairs to question them
about how we had been so lucky.  It turned out that Steve had heard the
doorbell ring, because his room is above the front entrance, so he got
up, looked out his window and noticed the county car.  Seeing that, he
raced around to the other two rooms and warned the rest of the boys, so
they all had time to dress while I was giving her a tour of the first floor.

The boys also quickly cleaned up their rooms and set up some sort of
neutral activity before we got there, so she wouldn't find anything
wrong.  I thanked them for their diligence and quick thinking, but they
insisted they had more to loose than I did, so it benefited them to be on
their toes as well.  I thanked them again and we had several good laughs
about this during the rest of the day.  Those two nearly embarrassing
instances also came up from time to time over the next few weeks as
well, as we thought about what she might have discovered if Bryce and
Steve hadn't been on guard.

At first I was also concerned about what the other boys might have
thought about the caseworker showing up like that, so I merely told
them this was required, because I was only the boys' uncle and not their
biological parent.  For that reason, DSS had to give its ok for the boys to
be able to stay with me and this seemed to satisfy their curiosity.  It also
kept us from having to explain this situation any further and the boys
had no problem with what had happened.  They were just grateful that
I let them come over so often, sometimes to stay overnight, and they also
liked the fact that I allowed them to have a little fun with each other
while they were here.

The boys' friends had even become so comfortable being around me
and being naked in the pool that they sometimes started doing sexual
things with each other when I was still around.  None of them seemed
concerned about my presence or that I saw what they were doing, and a
few of them even tried to get me to join in their fun.  Most of the time I
would take the high road and leave them to their own devices, but there
were a couple of occasions when they were extremely persistent and
caught me at a weak moment.

When this happened, I agreed to join in the fun with them, but I never
had anal sex with anyone other than my boys.  I would sometimes
masturbate or suck one of their friends off, but I avoided letting them
do anything to me.  Somehow the idea of allowing them to pleasure me
just felt totally inappropriate, although I didn't mind providing them
with a little enjoyment.  It was just that I would have felt guilty asking
them to do those same types of things for me, especially since I knew
what Bryce, Cam and Steve had been forced to do.

The calendar had just flipped over to October, when I got a call from
Jim.  We hadn't seen Troy and his father since Bryce's birthday party,
but he had phoned to tell me he had to go away over Columbus Day
weekend and wondered if I'd mind having Troy stay with us.  When I
told him I looked forward to it, he advised me that he would be leaving
on Friday morning, before the Monday holiday, and then not returning
to the area until Tuesday night.

After he had explained his situation to me, I offered to pick Troy up at
the farm Friday afternoon, after he got out of school, and then told him
I'd take his son back Tuesday morning and drop him off at his school.  I
also volunteered to take Troy out and help him look after the animals
over the weekend, but Jim said one of his neighbors was going to do that
for him.  Jim then thanked me multiple times for allowing Troy to stay
with us and for transporting him back and forth, since he felt I had to
go out of my way to pick Troy up and then take him back, but I told
him it was no problem and I was merely helping out members of my
family.

That Friday afternoon, after picking my boys up from school, we drove
out to the farm to get Troy.  He had his things packed and was waiting
for us on the front porch, so it was obvious that he was eager for us to
show up.  As soon as we got out of the car, he ran over and gave us each
a big hug and a kiss, and then we helped him load his things into the
trunk, before we got back into the car and began the drive back to our
place.  Once we got there, we made sure that Troy got his things
squared away fist, before I took them all out to dinner.

Since we hadn't seen Troy in a while, we let him decide what he was
hungry for and then I chose the restaurant based upon his decision.
Since Troy grew up on the ranch, he was primarily a meat and potato
man, so I took them to a local steakhouse for our evening meal.  We
ordered three appetizers to start, which we all shared, and then each of
the boys and I ordered one of the steaks for dinner.

All four boys were happy to be together again and eagerly filled each
other in about what had been going on in their lives since they had last
seen each other.  During this discussion, we were surprised to discover
that Troy had a girlfriend, since he hadn't had one a month earlier, but
he told us they hadn't done anything more than make out and do a little
petting with each other.  He also admitted that his girlfriend had
become more than a little anxious about doing anything more with him
after they got into each other's pants and she'd discovered what huge
penis he had.  She immediately became fearful of choking on it, if they
tried oral sex, but she was even more terrified of the thought of having
it crammed inside of her, because she felt it would tear her apart.  We
could all empathize with her concerns, but that was something Troy
would have to work out with her, if he hoped to go further.

On the way back to the house, the boys quickly made plans for what
they were going to do this weekend and at least half of those plans
concerned sex, but that was no surprise to me, seeing they were horny
teenagers.  Since Troy was going to be with us four nights (Friday
through Monday), he figured he could be alone with each of us for one
night.  The boys were all good with his plan, so they ganged up on me to
go along with what he wanted to do.  I wasn't opposed to it, seeing Troy
and I have done things together before, but this time he wanted to be on
both the giving and receiving end with whoever he was with that night.
I thought that was a pretty aggressive plan, although I was fairly certain
that he'd also be able to pull it off, so I eventually gave in.

Once we were home, the boys wanted to take a dip in the pool next, so I
told them that would be fine.  As soon as we walked through the door,
clothes were being taken off and tossed in all directions, which meant
they were scattered across the family room, as the boys made their way
out to the pool.  Since I was the last one to enter the house, I didn't see
this mess until it was too late, but I planned to speak with them about
this later and I would definitely make them clean it up before they went
to bed.

I wasn't planning to go swimming with them this time, since I felt they
needed some time alone to bond and become reacquainted, but before
long I was surrounded by four young men pleading with me to come out
and join them.  After stating my case, they countered with their own
arguments, and then four pairs of hands began grabbing at my clothing
and trying to take different items off my body.  Since I didn't want them
to rip or damage anything, I agreed to do it myself, but only after they
had picked up their own things and placed them neatly in piles on the
furniture.  Once that was done, I stripped and went out to the pool with
them.

"Uncle Kyle, I'm glad you finally gave in," Troy told me.  "I'd hate to
come for a visit and not have you join in the fun with us."

"Well I didn't have much choice in the matter, did I?" I asked, tongue-
in-cheek.  "Otherwise, I would have been attacked and molested in my
own family room."

Troy, along with the other boys, were all giggling over my comment.
They knew how it might have looked if anyone else had seen what they
were doing, but they did wind up getting their way.

"It's just because this was important to me, so the other guys offered to
help me convince you to do it," Troy replied.

"Convince me, as in strip me naked and make me do it, whether I
wanted to or not?" I teased, but Troy suddenly looked hurt.

"If you really don't want to do this, then I won't say anything if you
want to go back into the house," he stated, but I could tell it wasn't
really what he wanted.

"No, Troy, that's not what I meant.  I was just teasing.  If this is that
important to you, then it's really not a big deal for me, because I want
to see you happy," I confessed, while giving him a hug.

He hugged me back and then playfully gave me a smack on my bare ass
cheek.

"Then don't make we feel so bad," he chastised me, in jest.

We spent over an hour in the pool and then we went inside to watch a
DVD.  The boys wanted to watch a 'Weeds' DVD and asked me to join
them, so we settled in to enjoy a couple of episodes.  "Weeds' is about a
fictional American family, but after the father suddenly dies of a heart
attack, the mother decides to sell cannabis in order to support her
family.  This program appeals mostly to the younger crowd, but I was
able to appreciate it as well, although it's not something I would have
personally chosen to do, if I had been in her place.

Once we finished doing that, the boys suggested we all go to bed.  Troy
had agreed to be in with Steve tonight, so the other two immediately
informed me that they were spending the night with me.  They didn't
ask, mind you, and automatically assumed that I'd do whatever they
requested, but they knew I'd probably end up giving in.  Let's hope they
don't cause me to have a heart attack fulfilling their demands, so I end
up leaving them in the lurch, as happened in 'Weeds.'

When we got to my bedroom, Bryce announced that he wanted me to
make love to him, so Cam asked if he could do that to me at the same
time.  The idea of being sandwiched between these two adorable young
men was very appealing, so I agreed.  We got into position, lubricated
and stretched each other for a couple of minutes, before I entered Bryce
and Cam slid inside me.  I ended up supplying most of the body
movement, first driving my penis into Bryce and then backing onto
Cam's dick, as Cam and I worked our way to an orgasm.  Since I didn't
want Bryce to be left out, I reached around his body and masturbated
him at the same time, so after a very hectic, sweaty and extremely
exhausting coupling, we all ejaculated within a forty second period of
each other, after taking many minutes to work our way to this pinnacle.

I showered with both boys after we'd recuperated, since I have a large
shower in the master bedroom, and then we cuddled together on my
bed.  I slept that night with a very satisfied boy in each arm, so it was a
very enjoyable and relaxing night's slumber for me.

On Saturday, I took the boys to the Formula One Go-cart Track first,
so we could make a few runs before it got too busy.  Of course, the boys
wanted to race, and we did, but not without having a very close call,
when Cam very narrowly avoided an accident when he misjudged
taking a corner, while trying to take the inside line on one of the others.
Doing this nearly caused him to crash into the protective barriers lining
that corner, so he was very fortunate to manage to avoid hitting them at
the last second, while also avoiding the other cart.  After watching this
nearly happen, it scared the crap out of me, because I certainly didn't
want to spend any more time sitting by the hospital bed of another
injured boy, while praying that he'd be all right.  After that, the boys
were a little more cautious and took fewer risks, so we ended up having
a really good time,

After we finished up there, I took them out to lunch next and then we
went to play miniature golf after that.  The boys were very competitive,
since each one wanted to be the overall winner, so they added a lot of
mental pressure to the other boys by talking to them and trying to psych
them out on nearly every shot.  Over the course of eighteen holes, they
made a few incredible shots, and even though they claimed it was all
skill, it looked more like luck to me, but they also made some disastrous
attempts as well.

There were a variety of shots that landed in hazards, a couple that even
managed to leave the course momentarily and another that got hung up
in one of the many obstacles that were strewn throughout the course.  It
took us nearly a minute to help the unlucky golfer get his golf ball out of
that obstacle again, and he ended up taking the maximum number of
strokes for the hole.  In the end though, Steve was declared the winner,
but not without some good-natured claims of cheating and the use of an
illegal putter, although it was the same putter that he had been given
when we first checked in.

When we got back to the house, the boys wanted to take a swim to help
them cool off next, so after I got them to agree to put their clothes in
neat piles this time, instead of tossing them all around the family room,
I agreed to join them.  They started off with chicken fights, and since I
was the odd man, I let them do this on their own.  Bryce got on Steve's
shoulders and Cam rode Troy, so to speak, and the boys were serious
about winning.  There were times when Bryce or Cam were dangling
from their partner's shoulders and trying to use their stomach muscles
to right themselves again, while their mounts did his best not to topple
over, due to the sudden shift in weight distribution.  In the end, Cam
and Troy won, much to the chagrin of the other pair.

Once they finished doing that, they hopped out of the pool, so they could
come over and approached me.  I was sitting on a chair at one of the
patio tables at the time, and before I realized what they were up to, they
pulled me out of the chair, dragged me across the short expanse to the
edge of the pool and pushed me in.  I managed to take three of them
with me though, since I latched on to the boys that had a hold of each of
my arms, but I also dragged along the one that had jumped on my back,
as he tried to propel me forward by using his body momentum as he
leaped on my back.  I probably didn't need to do those things though,
because the remaining boy jumped in right after we all went in and then
we spent the next few minutes trying to dunk one another.

Unfortunately, this degenerated into a grab ass session, where each of
the boys was trying to grab me in strategic areas so I'd respond to their
attack.  While I was focused on the one doing that, then one of the
others would jump on my back and attempt to push me under the
surface of the water.  Since this strategy was working for them to some
extent, I had to fight dirty too, so I started grabbing their manly
equipment from time-to-time, to make up for their advantage in
numbers.

Once we tired of doing this, we went inside and the boys suggested they
wanted to watch a 'Breaking Bad' DVD this time.  This was another
show geared toward the younger crowd, and it revolved around a high
school chemistry teacher who had agreed to assist a drug dealer in
producing meth.  The teacher felt he had to do this in order to make
some additional money to help provide for his family, after he'd been
diagnosed with lung cancer.  Along the way, the pair got into some
questionable, and sometimes hilarious, situations, but the teacher also
lost his moral compass and went from being the 'good guy with a
problem' to becoming 'one of the villains.'

After we finished watching a couple of episodes, I talked it over with the
boys to see what they wanted for dinner tonight and most of them
wanted either pasta or pizza.  Since this was their decision, I took them
to an Italian restaurant I was fond of and allowed them satisfy their
dietary cravings.  Personally, I went with the Chicken Parmesan and
salad, while letting them order whatever sounded good.

When we returned home afterward, the boys were ready to chill out, so
I dug out an old 'Uno' deck I had and we played that game for a while.
The boys quickly discovered that they got a kick out of dumping on
each other with the 'Skip,' 'Draw Two,' 'Reverse.' 'Wild,' and 'Wild
Draw Four' cards, which caused those beside them to either lose a turn
or end up with a fistful of cards, while the others were able to get rid of
their own cards.  Needless to say, I heard more than a few derogatory
comments made whenever this happened, and the boys called each
other a few less than complimentary names, but it was all in fun, so no
one got mad.  Believe it or not, I won, because the boys got so focused on
each other that they sort of forgot about me.  You should have seen the
expressions on their faces when I cried 'Uno!' and then went out the
next time it came around to me again, because I had been holding back
a 'Wild' card.

The boys wanted a rematch, but I told them I was tired and wanted to
get some sleep.  After I'd said that, they immediately announced that
Troy was going to be with Cam tonight, which meant Steve and Bryce
were going to sleep with me.  I had thought Steve and Bryce might want
to be alone with each other, but that wasn't the case, so while Steve
made love to me tonight, I gave Bryce a blowjob, and then the boys slept
cuddled against me, similar to the previous evening.

Sunday morning, I took them all to church first and then we went out to
eat.  After we finished doing that, we went home to change and then I
took them over to the roller rink.  Since Bryce had done this with me a
few times before, he was getting better at it, but the other three found
this nearly as difficult as Bryce had the first time I'd brought him here.
There were more than a few less than graceful falls, with some of those
being more than a little painful, so I was convinced that the boys would
have a few swollen areas and some black-and-blue marks to nurse after
we got back.  They did admit they'd had fun doing this, but they also
assured me they'd do better the next time, which let me know they were
willing to do this again.

When we got home, the boys announced they wanted to go swimming
again, but they were fairly laid back this time, since I think they were
allowing the water to soothe the areas of their body that had
unceremoniously come into contact with the roller rink floor.  For that
reason, they didn't seem inclined to participate in any horseplay this
time around, so after a leisurely hour or more in the water, we got out
dried off and went in the house again.

The boys began to call for an 'Uno' rematch as soon as we got inside, so
I gave them a chance to get their revenge -- and boy did they.  I got
dumped on by the pair on either side of me all game long, so Bryce
ended up winning today.  I don't think it mattered to the boys who won,
as long as it wasn't me again.  They all looked and acted very smug
when I was defeated, although I told them I didn't do badly for four-
against-one.

After going out to a Chinese restaurant for dinner, the boys decided
they wanted to watch a couple of episodes of 'Dexter' this evening.  This
is a show about a forensic specialist with the police department who has
a very dark secret -- he is also a serial killer.  The thing is, he only kills
those he feels are unredeemable and have managed to beat the system,
but he also makes sure they realize what is happening to them, as they
endure a rather dramatic, and painful, demise.  This show gets rather
gory at times, but it has an interesting storyline and has become a very
popular series.  I think the boys liked the fact that the bad guys always
got what they deserved, and this possibly made them feel better about
their own pasts and what had been done to them.

Tonight, Troy and Bryce spent the night together, so I ended up with
Cam and Steve.  Tonight, Steve made love to me again, while I did the
same to Cam, but he urged me not to masturbate him while we did this,
as I had done to Bryce when the three of us had been together.  He just
wanted me to make certain that my penis stroked his prostate while we
were making love, because he knew that would be enough to get him off.
After placing a towel beneath him, we began, and true to his word,
that's precisely what happened for him.  Even though I knew there
weren't a great many people that would end up ejaculating just from
this type of stimulation, he was definitely one of those rare individuals.
Armed with that knowledge, I'm beginning to believe that Bryce and
Cam are true bottoms, although they also like being on top once in a
while too.

Monday, being a legal holiday that the boys had off from school, meant
that I had to come up with even more ways to entertain them.  First, I
took them bowling, which only proved to me that none of them would
ever make a living at this sport.  They did have a good time, however,
and they really loved competing against everyone else, but most of all
they really loved ragging on each other whenever they made a bad shot
-- and that also included me.  They all dumped on me, mercilessly,
whenever I ended up with a split or missed a spare, but I knew it was
just another way for them to show their love for me, although I did
begin to wonder if it was worth it.  In the end though, I decided that I
definitely needed these boys and their love, no matter what price I had
to pay to keep it.

After lunch, I took them to the cinema complex and we spent a couple of
hours in the dark watching another action-adventure flick.  The boys
seemed to enjoy the movie, and it wasn't the worst one I'd ever seen, but
it did take up most of the afternoon and gave me some time to renew my
energy level.

For dinner that evening, Bryce suggested that we just go to the diner we
liked to frequent from time to time, and the others readily agreed with
his choice.  This was another low-key event for us and the waitress had
to pull three tables together, so we'd all be able to talk while we ate.
The boys discussed the movie we'd seen earlier and then decided that
we'd take another swim when we got home, but I could see Troy wasn't
quite as into this as the others were.  I think I knew the reason why, but
I didn't know how to make him feel better about it, so I didn't say
anything at the time.  Instead, I'd try to address the issue with him at
home, later.

When we returned from dinner, we watched television for a while,
before we jumped in the pool.  I could see Troy seemed to be having fun,
but I could also tell he wasn't having the same great time he'd had the
past few nights, but I didn't know what I could do to cheer him up and
make him feel better.  Unfortunately, my concentration on his situation
kept getting sidetracked, whenever one boy or another would try to
dunk my body or challenged me to do something else, usually a race.
Before long, it was time for them to head up to bed, since they would
have to return to school tomorrow.  Since Troy had let me know he'd be
sleeping with me tonight, I followed him upstairs and saw how slowly he
was moving.  When we got to my room, I decided to address the issue
with him.

"Are you ok?" I asked.  "I can tell you're a little down."

"Yeah, I guess maybe I am," he confessed.  "I saved you for last,
because I wanted to be with you right before I returned home, but it
just reminds me of how much I'm really going to miss you guys again.
Don't take this wrong, because I really had a great time being here for
this long weekend, but that's also what makes it so much harder to have
to leave."

"We enjoyed having you here as well, but there will be other times we'll
be together," I pointed out.  "You've just got to make the most of the
time we spend together and then keep those memories until we are able
to get together again."

"I know, but I'm just not sure when that will happen," he countered.  "I
wish we lived closer to each other, so we could get together and do
things like this more often."

"I agree, but that's not how it worked out," I countered.  "We'll just
have to make sure we have as much fun as we can with each other every
time we get the chance then."

That night, Troy made love to me first and then I returned the favor.   I
certainly felt full when he was inside me, at least when compared to the
other boys, but it was definitely rewarding.  In a way, I hated to see him
go back home too and I wished he could remain here with us, but he had
a life with his father on their little ranch and I knew he would miss that,
probably even more than he missed fooling around with us.  We'd just
have to make the best of it and enjoy each other when we got the chance
to be together again.

Troy cuddled with me all evening, but he was just as morose when I
woke him up the following morning, when I urged him to get ready, so I
could take him to school.  I was going to take him earlier than we'd
originally planned, so instead of taking him to school, I'd drop him off
at his place and then he could take the bus from there, as he normally
would.  That way, I'd be back in time to take the other boys to school as
well.  When we pulled up in front of his house, he started to get teary
eyed, so I got out of the car and hurried around to the passenger side, so
I could help him carry his things and walk him to his door.  He gave me
a big hug and a very affectionate kiss when we said goodbye, and this
made me feel badly that I had to leave him this way.

The ride back wasn't exactly long, but it was very emotional for me, as I
thought about Troy's reaction when I left him at his place.  I realized he
must have been feeling pretty lonely, since he didn't have anyone else to
mess around with where he lived, so he didn't have the release valve
that he had when he was with us.  Even though he had a girlfriend, she
wasn't ready to do anything to help him relieve his sexual frustration
either, so I understood this left him to take care of himself most of the
time.

After thinking it over, I decided I would talk to Jim when he got back,
to see if we could possibly work something out for his son.  Maybe we
could arrange it so Troy could visit us at least one weekend a month,
even when Jim didn't have to go out of town.  Hopefully, if Troy was
able to get together with us a little more often, then maybe the boys
could do enough to help him out with his situation, so it would make the
rest of the month a little easier for him to endure.