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by
Erastes
Copyright 2017 by Erastes
Chapter
19 - A Chink In the Armor?
When I woke up several hours later, I still had a boy nestled in each arm and their bodies pressed against mine, but this time I could feel their 'morning wood' sticking into my side. My arms were slightly cramped from allowing them to sleep on them all night, but it wasn't too bad, so I didn't bother to wake them. I'd wait until they did that on their own.
Unfortunately, I heard the boys moving around in the other room before that happened, so I tried to sneak out of bed without waking Jon and Tucker up, but I was unsuccessful. As they began to get up with me, I suggested they should freshen up first and I'd wait for them.
"Why don't you two go use the toilet and splash some water on your faces to help you wake up. I'll get dressed while you're doing that, and then we'll go out and I'll fix breakfast for all of us."
"K," they both mumbled groggily.
They didn't look any better when they came back a couple of minutes later, except their morning wood had disappeared. "Or you can go back to sleep, if you want," I suggested.
"Maybe wu'll do dat den," Tucker slurred as he and Jon crawled back into bed.
I went out and found the other three lurking around in the kitchen. "Are you hungry?"
"Yeah, that's why were eating the chips and pretzels."
"Would you prefer I fix you some scrambled eggs, sausage links, and toast, or would you rather have cereal?"
"Can we have both?" Gary shot back.
"Sure. I bought those things for you boys, so just leave enough for Jon and Tucker when they wake up."
"They're still asleep?" Will asked as he looked at me amazed. "Did you guys stay up and mess around some more?"
"No, we went to sleep right away. I guess they just require more rest than you do. I guess they might even be in the middle of a growth spurt right now, and that often causes the person to sleep more."
"Maybe, but would you start fixing our breakfast? We're starving," Nolan urged. "We'll just have a bowl of cereal while your making the other stuff."
I gave them the two boxes of cereal I'd bought for them the previous day and told them to get the milk out of the refrigerator. I also told them where I keep the bowls and silverware, and then they took those items out to the table. I started making enough food for the four of us, and when it was done I sat down with them to eat. Since the other two still hadn't come out to join us by the time we finished, I offered a suggestion.
"I'm not sure what time you told your parents you'd be home, but I'm willing to take you back to get your bikes after I feed the other two."
"Can you suck us off before we go?" Will asked.
" I suppose. Why don't you three can go sit on the sofa and I'll do that for you while we're waiting for the other pair. If they're not up by the time we finish, I'll go wake them."
"K, as long as you make us cum again before we go home," Gary agreed.
I had sucked two of the boys off and was working on the last one when I heard the pitter-patter of little feet. "Will you do that to us too?" Jon wanted to know.
"Do you want to do that now, or after you eat?"
"You can do it to us now, and then we'll eat."
I had them sit down on the couch too, and then I did the same to each of them. When I got up to go fix something for them to eat, Nolan asked a question. "Do you want us to suck you off while they're eating?'
"I wouldn't mind if you wanted to do that before we left, so go get dressed while I'm fixing their breakfast."
Tucker and Jon were happy with the scrambled eggs, sausages, and toast, and then while they were chowing down, the other three worked on me. They rotated between my nipples and sucking me off, and I think I nearly blew Gary's head off when I ejaculated into his mouth.
"Damn, I'm not sure why I was so horny this time, but you guys have done a great job on me these past couple of days. I almost feel like I'm the same age as you again."
"Good, cuz it's our way of paying you back for all you do for us," Nolan replied. "And me and Gary want you to fuck us when we come here next weekend."
"I guess I can do that too, as long as it's only one of you on Saturday and the other one on Sunday."
"Yeah, that will be fine," he confirmed. It looked as if I had another busy weekend coming up, so I'd make sure to rest up on Friday night.
"Get your things together while the other two are getting dressed, since they're done eating now. Once you're all ready, I'll drive you over to get your bikes. I'll also take a couple of towels with me, in case your bikes are damp from the morning dew."
About twenty minutes later we were arriving at the school, and like I suspected, their bikes were damp, so I let them use the towels to wipe off their seats, handle bars, and pedals. Once they handed the towels back to me, I said goodbye and told them to be careful on their way home, and they thanked me and said they'd had a wonderful time.
"I think that was the best New Year's ever," Will gushed, and the boys all echoed his sentiment. I was glad they'd all had a good time, and I was a little sad as I watched them pedal away.
Once they were no longer in sight, I made my way back to the apartment complex, and as I was getting out of the car, my neighbor Jennifer was just leaving her apartment. "Good morning," I greeted her.
"Good morning to you too. I was just on my way to the store, because we ran out of bread and milk."
"Just be careful. I'm sure a few of the heavy drinkers from last night are just heading home about now, and they may not be entirely sober yet."
"Thanks, I will. And I noticed you had company last night too. Were they your students?" I nearly panicked and had to think fast.
"No, members of my drama club. I offered to let them stay with me so their parents could go out."
"Awww, that's so sweet of you. They must really like you, because I've seen them around before."
"Yes, you probably have. They sometimes come over to talk about the play we're working on and I help them practice their lines."
"Oh, what play are you doing?"
"We did The Secret Garden before Thanksgiving, and we're working on The Adventures of Tom Sawyer now. We'll be putting it on the last weekend in February, with a performance for the parents on Saturday. You're welcome to come see it if you're interested, and there's no charge."
"I might do that."
"We're doing the musical Oliver! after that, but you'll have to buy a ticket to go to that production. We're charged royalties to put it on, so we have to make enough money to cover the expense."
"I love musicals, so I might drag my husband to see it. Those boys are lucky to have you."
"Oh, I think I'm the lucky one, since they're willing to be in the plays, because it's a lot of work. I'm only helping the music teacher with the musical, because that's her baby."
"So the boys must come over to work on the plays quite often, because I've seen them coming across the parking lot quite a few times."
"I tutor them also. They're not bad students, but we're hoping the extra sessions will help them get into a better college in a few years."
"Their parents must think you're the greatest."
"I'm not sure about that, but we get along very well."
"I'm sure you do. Well, I'd better get going before my husband gets upset. We need those things so he can have something to eat."
"Then get going and I'll see you around."
I entered my apartment, closed the door, and then collapsed on the sofa. That was a close call, and I was glad I had some believable explanations ready to keep her from thinking that something wasn't quite right. I hope she bought what I told her, and I was glad that I'd previously considered what I'd do if a situation like this arose. It helped that I had some of the details worked out in advance, or I might have had difficulty answering her questions.
Before this happened, I hadn't been aware that anyone else had noticed the boys when they came over. I thought we were being careful, but obviously I was mistaken. It also made me wonder if anyone else had noticed what was going on, but now that this had occurred, I might have to do something about the boys visiting me so often.
As I sat there, I thought about a great many things and wondered if it was time to tell the boys to stop coming around for a while. I also considered that if we were going to keep doing these things, then maybe I'd need to move somewhere that was a little more isolated than this place. My lease on the apartment would be up at the start of the summer, since I moved here right after college, shortly after I was first notified that I'd been hired for the job. Maybe I should start looking around for another place starting in April, and that way I'd be ready to move by June. In the meantime, I wasn't sure what I was going to do about the boys.
I spent the next couple of hours wondering if Jennifer and Duane already suspected something improper was going on. I'd given her some logical explanations for why the boys had been visiting me, but I wondered if they might have overheard unexplained sounds coming from the apartment that didn't fit into any of those scenarios? Had they heard one of the boys moaning or shouting out something inappropriate when I was taking care of his needs, and had that alerted them to what we were doing? Maybe the boys had been talking amongst themselves outside and had said something that boys their age shouldn't have been saying.
The more I thought about this and analyzed my discussion with her, I felt she hadn't acted as if anything was wrong or that there was a problem. She just seemed to be friendly, possibly even impressed that I was spending so much time helping the boys. Was that merely an act so she wouldn't rouse my suspicions, or was I reading too much into this now? I was more confused than ever before!
It was all I could think about for the rest of the day. After such a wonderful 24-hours with the boys, I suddenly found myself mired in despair. Was I being too sensitive about my casual encounter with Jennifer, or was I spotting a potential problem far enough in advance that I might be able to do something about it before it was too late? I wasn't sure which situation might be correct, but did I dare take the chance that nothing was wrong?
Before I went to bed that evening, I came up with a plan of action. Since the boys were planning on coming over again next weekend, I wouldn't stop them from visiting, and I'd also do what they wanted. Once we finished, though, I'd explain this was the final time and we'd have to stop getting together for a while. I'd tell them that I had no idea about how long it might be until we could start getting together again, and possibly we could do it if I found another residence where we'd have a bit more privacy. No matter what, the hiatus would definitely last until I was convinced that Jennifer and Duane didn't suspect anything.
I already knew the boys would be upset with my decision, but at the same time I realized it wasn't going to be very easy for me either. I wasn't sure if I could explain what they've meant to me, or how they'd given me something special to look forward to each week, because I've been enjoying their company as well. Would I be able to go back to the way it was before they first started coming over, or would I suffer as badly as they would?
I still had a couple of days left before school started again, and I realized they would be two of the longest and loneliest days of my life. I was already agonizing over what I was going to have to do, but as far as I was concerned, I didn't have a choice. I didn't want to lose my job, and I didn't want to end up in prison either. If Duane and Jennifer were already suspicious and mentioned it to someone else, who knows what sort of repercussions I might experience?
Seeing I was afraid that some of the boys might unexpectedly drop by over the next couple of days, I decided that I'd have to do something else, so I wouldn't be here if they showed up. I began to consider what else I might do on Monday and Tuesday and came up with a tentative plan. Now, I just had to pray they didn't think of doing the same things.
Needless to say, I didn't sleep very well that night, because I experienced some really horrible dreams. My mind was working overtime thinking up the worst possible outcomes that might happen if things started going badly. When I woke up, I was more tired than when I went to bed the night before.
Since I felt I had to get away for the day, I left the apartment shortly after I had eaten and drove to a nearby town. After walking around the mall for a couple of hours, I went to have lunch at a popular chain restaurant next, before going to see a movie. I don't even remember what was playing, because I fell asleep seeing I was so exhausted. One of the other people woke me up on his way out of the theater, so I thanked him and headed out to my car.
By the time I arrived at my apartment again, I was pretty sure it was too late for the boys to stop by, so I began to relax. Now, I only had one more day left to avoid them before we returned to school. This was going to be a short school week, so the drama club didn't have a meeting or any practices scheduled until the following Monday. This meant I had until the weekend to decide what I was going to tell the boys.
I slept a little better that night, possibly because I was mentally drained, and then after I ate, I grabbed my gym bag and headed to the Y. I didn't expect any of the boys would be there, and I didn't feel they would expect me to go there either, so I went to work out. I was still quite lethargic, so I sat in the locker room for a while to give me a chance to get up the strength to go to the pool. While I was doing that, I saw several other boys and men enter, change, and head out to the pool or gym, but even that became a problem, when I saw a few of them naked. It made me think about the boys again and what I'd be giving up, but what else could I do?
After getting in the pool, I started swimming laps and stopped thinking about my problems. I began to feel a little better, even though the swimming was tiring me out, but it also kept me from thinking about the boys. I continued what I was doing, and when I finished, I went back to the locker room and sat down to rest again. While I was doing that, I saw a few more naked bodies, including when I went in to shower, and since it was defeating all that I'd gained, I finished up quickly, went out to change, and left.
I drove around for a while next, because I felt it was still too early to head back to the apartment, since I was worried the boys might be waiting for me. I even decided to have dinner at the Rusty Hammer first, to take up even more time before returning to my apartment. I'd managed to avoid them, but I wondered if they would come to my classroom to ask me where I'd been?
I was mildly surprised that none of the boys stopped by to see me over the three days after we got back to school, but I was also relieved. At least I wouldn't have to explain my absence to any of them individually, and I could do it when they were all at my place on Saturday.
I slept fairly well on Friday night, although earlier I'd been thinking about how I was going to tell the boys about my decision the next afternoon. When I woke up, I went through my normal morning routine, packed my gym bag, and headed out for the Y. So far, so good. After going through a fairly rigorous workout, I showered, changed, and started back to my apartment, still not quite sure what I was going to say to the boys.
I left the door ajar as I went inside and grabbed a drink. I didn't even take time to eat first, because I was just too nervous to think about food. Even if I had eaten, I might not have been able to keep it down, seeing I was so worried about how they were going to react. I heard a single knock, and when the door swung open they merely filed inside and greeted me.
"Hi, Mr. Roberson. Are you ready to get started?" Will asked next.
"Not quite yet. I want to talk to you boys first, so why don't you go take a seat in the living room. Would any of you care for a drink before we get started?"
They decided that might be a good idea, so they followed me out to the kitchen to get what they wanted. They took their drinks back to the living room and sat down, and I took another quick swig from my drink before I began.
"Fellas, I'm afraid we might have a problem," I began, but Gary cut me off.
"Why? What's the matter?"
"After you spent the night here on New Year's Eve, I ran into one of my neighbors after dropping you off at the school. She mentioned that she'd noticed you'd all spent the night, but she also told me she'd seen you coming here before. Although she didn't accuse me of anything, she asked why you were over here so much."
"What did you tell her?" Nolan followed, looking concerned.
"I said I'd offered to have you stay over on New Year's Eve so your parents could go out, and then I told her the reasons we'd discussed before about what we'd tell people in they wanted to know what you were doing here."
"What reasons did you tell her?" Jon asked next.
"That's right, you weren't here when we talked about that. I told her you dropped by to talk about the plays and to practice your lines, but I also told her I was tutoring you so you'd be able to get into a better college after you graduated from high school."
"Ok, so what's the problem?" Tucker wondered.
"Although she didn't accuse me of anything, I'm worried she or her husband might be thinking that we're doing things we shouldn't be doing. We are, but I don't want them, or anyone else, to know that. I don't want them figuring it out either."
"If she didn't say anything like that, maybe she thinks you're just a really nice guy," Gary offered.
"That's what I'm hoping, but I can't take the chance that she was just trying to get information from me to confirm her suspicions."
I was about to continue when I heard a knock at the door. Since the boys were all here, I couldn't imagine who it might be, and my heart was pounding in my chest as I went over to see who was there. When I opened the door, I discovered it was Jennifer standing on the other side.
"Hi, Marshall. I saw the boys coming across the parking lot, and seeing I'd just made a batch of chocolate chip cookies, I decided to bring down a platter full to share with you guys."
Fortunately, as she glanced around she could see the boys sitting in the living room, fully clothed, and waiting for me to return. "That's really nice of you, so would you like to come in and meet the boys?"
"Sure, if you don't mind."
I took her over and introduced her to each one, and she shook their hands and held out the platter for them to take a cookie as she said hello. Once the introductions had been completed, she asked a question. "So what are you up to today?"
"We're just talking about the play we're in," Nolan answered without hesitation.
"It sounds interesting," she replied.
The boys then told her what parts they had, and what they'd done in the other play too. After she finished listening to what they had to say, she spoke again. "You must really like your teacher to come over here so often."
"Yeah, he's really nice," Jon replied.
"And
we like bein' in the plays," Tucker added.
"Well,
I'm glad I got to meet you and I'll leave the rest of the cookies for
you. Marshall, you can bring the platter back to me later."
The boys then said goodbye to her and she left, and I thanked her for the cookies. Once she was gone, I sat down and stared at the boys for a few seconds, still in shock.
"She seemed nice," Will stated, breaking my trance.
"Yes, but can you imagine how she might have reacted or what she might have thought if we'd been back in the bedroom and hadn't heard her knock?"
"That would have been really weird," Nolan responded.
"Yes, and it might have made her wonder what we were up to. We were lucky that we were talking at the time she decided to come down. It makes we wonder if she was just being friendly, or if the cookies were an excuse to see what we were up to."
"So she shouldn't be thinking anything bad now, since we were only sittin' here talkin'," Tucker added.
"Maybe, but it might have made her even more curious. Look, I was going to tell you this before, but now I think it's even more important. You're going to have to stop coming over here for a while, at least until I'm sure no one is keeping track of how often you show up."
"You can't do that," Will challenged. "We like comin' over here and doing this stuff with you."
"I know, but I warned you we might have to stop if something like this happened."
"But you're not even sure she thinks anything is wrong," Gary pointed out. "She seemed really nice and didn't act like she thought anything was wrong."
"Maybe, and maybe not. I'm just not sure what to think."
"But we really need this and it helps us out a lot," Nolan reasoned.
"That might be, but I don't know if I can take that chance any longer."
"I just started doin' this with you guys, so I don't want to stop either," Jon added.
"And I just got so the other guys could fuck me too, so I don't want to stop either," Tucker followed.
"I know, but I just can't take that chance."
"How about we only come over on Sunday from now on, instead of both days?" Nolan suggested.
"I think it would be better if we took a couple of weeks off, since you've been around so much."
"But if she suspects something, won't that make her more suspicious if we stopped showin' up once she talked to you about it?" Will asked.
"Yes, I guess that's possible too."
"Then let's keep doin' like we have been," Gary recommended. "That way she won't notice anything different."
"That could end up being either good or bad. She might think we're just doing what we've been doing, but if she or her husband suspect something, then it might make them even more curious when they see you coming back every weekend."
"Damn, this is confusing," Nolan stated. "So what are we gonna do?"
"My lease is up just after school ends, and I was thinking about looking for a place where we'd have a little more privacy. Maybe we should just wait until I find another place to live."
"Heck, no. That would mean we wouldn't be able to do anything with you for months," Will objected.
"Yeah, that's way too long," Tucker agreed.
"How about we just come over every other weekend until you move?" Nolan suggested.
"I guess every other Sunday wouldn't be too bad."
"No, I meant both days every other weekend."
"I'm going to have to think about this some more, and then I'll let you know what I decide later."
"Since we're here and she's already stopped by, can we do somethin' now?" Will pressed.
"Ok, but let's make it quick and keep the noise down. I don't want them to hear anything that will make them even more suspicious."
"If we all get a partner, we can fuck them at the same time, so it won't take nearly as long as doing one group at a time," Gary suggested.
"Ok, but you've got to keep the noise down."
"We can do it in here, and then you can turn the TV on so they'll hear that, instead of what we're doing," Nolan offered. "It's your turn to fuck me, and then you can fuck Gary tomorrow."
"I guess we can do that. I'll just close the blinds and pull the curtains shut so no one can see inside."
After I brought the condoms and lube from my bedroom, we were ready to get started.
"I want one of the others to fuck me today," Tucker stated. "I've taken the blue dildo, so I want somebody with a bigger dick to do it."
Gary offered to do it with Tucker, so Jon and Will teamed up, since Nolan had already said he was doing it with me. Since we were all paired up, Jon, Gary, and Nolan went first, and I kept an eye on Tucker to see how he was handling things. He seemed to be doing fine, so after those three all had their orgasms, we switched and let the other one take his turn. The only difference was, Tucker was fucking Jon, and Will was fucking Gary, since Jon wasn't ready for anyone other than Tucker to do it to him yet.
Since this was the first time I was doing this with Nolan, I was concerned about how he would handle it. I opened him up as much as I could with my fingers while I was lubing him up, and when I felt there was nothing else I could do, I placed the helmet of my penis against his opening and asked if he was ready.
"Yeah, go ahead."
I tried to ease into him as gently as I could, but I could tell he was still having problems accepting my girth. When the head penetrated his anal ring, I heard him groan. "Do you want me to stop?"
"No, I'm ok. It just hurt a little, but it wasn't bad. Go ahead and keep goin'."
I slid the rest of the way into him slowly, and when he urged me to start fucking him, I pulled back about three-quarters of the way and then slid back into him. He didn't seem to be having a problem with that, so I started to work into a rhythm. It was slow and easy at first, and then I picked up the pace as I began to feel my juices coming to a boil. The others had already finished, so they were watching me as I continued to work on Nolan. After another couple of minutes, I drove into him one final time, as I released the first blast of my man seed into the condom. After a few more less forceful thrusts, I finished ejaculating, but I waited a while before I pulled out of Nolan's butt. He turned around and smiled at me when that happened.
"You didn't make me cum like you did Will, but it felt incredible. I like it when the other guys do it to me too, but I felt a lot different with you doing it to me. My insides were all tingly, and my nuts felt like I was gonna cum again, but it never happened."
"That could have been due to the fact that you'd already cum, and your body hadn't recuperated enough to produce another load."
"Maybe, but it was really wild. No one's ever made me feel so good before."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it."
"And next time your fuckin' me," Gary announced.
Since we'd all gotten off, we cleaned up, got dressed, and the boys got ready to leave. "We'll see you at the Y tomorrow, and then we'll come here so I can have my turn," Gary reiterated before I opened the door. Since Jennifer was already aware of their coming and going, I didn't bother to check outside first and just sent them on their way. If we ended up taking a break, I think I was going to miss doing this more than they were.
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http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/different-points-of-view/
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/a-throw-away-kid/
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-guardian/
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