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by
Erastes
Copyright 2017 by Erastes
Chapter
20 - Changes.
I slept like a baby that night, even though I was still worried about Jennifer and Duane. I think my relaxed slumber was the result of what I'd done with Nolan the evening before, and I was still having difficulty believing that I'd fucked two of the boys already. Not only that, but Gary wanted me to do it to him today as well, so I will have fucked everyone who's ready for me by the time I go to bed tonight. Even though Tucker and Jon might want me to do it with them too, they still had a long way to go before that happened.
After going through my morning ritual, I grabbed my gym bag and headed to the Y. The boys were all there when I arrived, and it appeared as if I'd caught them in the middle of a conversation with Nigel and Rory.
"So did you guys have a good time on New Year's Eve?" Rory asked the others.
"Yeah, we had a great time?" Gary answered.
"So did you do something fun and naughty?" Nigel followed.
"We'll just say that we all got off, and not with our hands either," Will replied.
"Guys, I don't think you should be talking about these things in here, because you never know who else might be listening to what you're saying. Let's go get in the pool so we can work off some of our excess energy."
They followed my suggestion, for which I was grateful, and we spent the next couple of hours playing tag and horsing around in the pool. I think we were all pretty tired by the time we called it quits, so we headed back to the locker room to shower and change. After I said goodbye to the boys, I took off for the apartment, knowing most of them would be showing up soon.
When I first got there, I retrieved Jennifer's platter from the dishwasher, since I'd run it through a cycle the night before. "I just wanted to return this and thank you again for the cookies. The boys and I enjoyed them."
"You're welcome, and they all seemed like sweet kids."
"They're a good group and I'm grateful we get along so well. I've never really had to discipline any of them, although they get a little crazy at times."
"Don't all boys? I grew up with two brothers, so I know how boys that age can be."
"I think they're getting a little antsy about the play, because they're worried the two week break will mess up our momentum. The boys are worried that some of the other kids will forget their lines now, seeing it's been so long since we had our last rehearsal."
"I'm sure they'll do fine, but it's good that they're a little worried too. It shows they really care."
"There's no doubt in my mind about that, so I hope you'll come to see the play when we put it on."
"Unless something else comes up at the last minute, I'll be there."
When I returned to the apartment, I left the door ajar and sat down to think about the current situation. I'd just urged Jennifer to come see the play, because I thought watching the boys in action might help to convince her about why they were coming over to rehearse their lines so often. Maybe it would convince her of their dedication and deter her from suspecting anything else. At least that's what I hoped.
I had turned the television on before the boys arrived, so it wouldn't appear as if we were just using it to cover up whatever else we might be doing. The boys arrived a few minutes later, and I suggested we sit and talk for a while first, in case Jennifer came back using another pretense to see what was going on.
"Guys, I want to use this time to discuss the things we were talking about yesterday. I've thought about everything you said and I've decided that we have to cut back on the time we spend together. Now, I just want to see how you want to do it."
"But we don't want to do that!" Will protested.
"Yeah, we like how it is now, and how it's been working out," Gary confirmed, with the others nodding to show their support.
"I know, but that isn't an option any longer. We have to cut back to prevent others from getting suspicious, so I just want to know if you'd rather come over one day each week, or continue like we've been doing, except you'd only come here every other weekend."
"I don't want to go two weeks before seeing you," Nolan responded.
"Yeah, it would be better if we could do somethin' every week," Tucker confessed.
"I'm willing to do that, but we'll do it differently than we're doing it now. We're no longer going to meet at the same time every week, in case someone else is keeping track of what we're up to, so we'll mix things up a bit."
"So what are we gonna do then?" Jon followed, as he looked at me oddly.
"Would any of you have a problem coming here after school on Friday?" They all shook their heads, so I continued. "Then we can rotate getting together on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, but we won't do it in any particular order."
"What do you mean?" Nolan wanted to know.
"From now on I'll let you know in advance when we're going to get together next, but we won't follow any particular pattern. I thought we could do it randomly, and vary getting together on Friday after school, Saturday at 12:30 like you've been doing, Saturday at 3:00, or Sunday after we get back from the Y."
"Ok, I see what you mean now, so when will we be doing it next?" Gary asked.
"I was thinking we'd get together next Friday, since we've never done anything on that day before. We'll probably do it on Saturday at 3:00 the week after that, and then maybe Friday again, before getting together on Sunday after our swim session. Then, we might do it on Saturday at 12:30 the week after that, so no one will be able to figure out a pattern for when we might be meeting here."
"I see now," Jon stated, and his face made it appear as if a light bulb had just been turned on in his head.
"Yeah, that should confuse people, as long as we don't forget what day we're supposed to come here," Will added.
"Don't worry, I'll remind you at one of the rehearsals each week, and I think we'll do this until I find somewhere else to live. I'll be looking for a place where it won't be as noticeable if you show up to see me."
"That would be good, and then we can be with you more often than just once a week again," Tucker concurred.
By the time we ended our discussion no one else had dropped by, so I told the boys they could get undressed and we'd do the same thing we'd done the day before, except this time I'd be with Gary.
Gary fucked me first, while Jon was doing the same thing to Nolan, and Will was fucking Tucker. As soon as those three had enjoyed their orgasms, Tucker moved over to fuck Jon, while Nolan did the same thing to Will, and I got ready to fuck Gary for the first time. Just like I had done with Nolan and Will, I stretched him out as much as I could with my fingers while I was lubing him up, and then I got ready to enter him. Much to my amazement, I had very little difficulty inserting my penis into his bowels, so I started sliding it back and forth almost as soon as I was all the way inside him.
Gary was moaning, but he was keeping it down for the most part, as I plowed in and out of his backside. I had established a very satisfying rhythm to maximize my pleasure, and I hoped it was doing the same thing for him. Once again, I took longer than the boys before blasting into the condom, and when I pulled out I looked at Gary and spoke.
"You didn't seem to have any problem with this, so did you enjoy it?"
"Yeah, it was wicked and I loved it," he gushed, grinning broadly. "And the reason I didn't have any problems was cuz I've been practicing at home."
"You have? With what?"
"I've been using a souvenir baseball bat I got on 'bat day' when my dad took me to a baseball game. It's about as big around as the dildo you used on us last, so I just coated it with baby oil and used it to practice with. I used it last night before I went to bed."
"I could tell that you must have done something, because I entered you a lot easier than I did Will and Nolan, and you didn't seem to have any pain like they did either."
"It was kinda painful when I used the bat, but it was worth it, cuz I got to do this with you. Like Nolan said, it was incredible and made my whole body tingle."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it and thought it was worth whatever pain you might have gone through to make it happen."
"Oh, yeah. It definitely was."
After we cleaned up and got dressed, we sat around for a while and talked about the upcoming rehearsals. We'd be doing the first two scenes of Act One on Monday, and then the remaining scenes on Thursday. Beside working with all of the kids on their lines and how they moved around the stage, I planned on working with Wayne and Brian too. I would explain everything they would have to do for each scene and what props would be needed. I just hoped they would do as well as Nolan and Gary had done on the first play.
When we finished talking about those things, I felt it was time for the boys to go home, so we said goodbye and I walked them to the door. After I watched them cross the parking lot, I went inside, sat on the sofa, and half-heartedly watched TV while I thought about what the boys and I had just done.
I did that until my stomach began to growl, and then I got up to fix something to eat. After I finished, I went over my lesson plans for the next week to make sure everything was in order, and that's when I remembered something else I had planned on doing. I quickly jotted myself a note, so I wouldn't forget again, and when I finished I noticed it was time to go to bed, so I went through my nightly ritual.
As I was getting ready to hop under the covers, I thought about the discussion I had with the boys earlier. I wondered if cutting back to just one day a week, and rotating that day, was going to be enough to deflect suspicion. I hoped it would do what I intended, or we might have to stop getting together until I moved.
The school week was hectic, and besides teaching my classes, we held the first of two rehearsals for Act One on Monday. The kids did fairly well, but they made a few mistakes. Sometimes they would say a line at the wrong time, or they'd forget what they were supposed to say completely, but I felt it was merely a result of not practicing for over two weeks. I was sure they'd improve, once they got back in the groove.
On Tuesday, I asked Braedon O'Donnell to come see me during his lunch hour. A look of fear immediately crossed his face when I asked him to do this, but after I assured him he wasn't in trouble and I just need to discuss something with him, he seemed to relax. In case you don't remember, he's the boy whose essay about what he hoped his Christmas was going to be like had brought me to tears. I wanted to talk to him and see if there was anything I could do to help.
When he showed up in my classroom, I greeted him warmly, hoping that would allay any fear. He smiled weakly, and then I began to speak. "Braedon, when I read the essay you wrote about Christmas it bothered me, so I wanted to see if there was anything I could do to help."
Braedon was a good looking boy, with light brown hair and hazel eyes. I intentionally didn't say he was cute, because I'd never seen him smile very often, but now I was beginning to understand why he always looked so sad and dazed.
"Nah, what can you do? It just has to do with me and my parents."
"I know, but why do you think they don't understand you? And why do you feel so lonely when you're home?"
He looked as if he didn't want to answer, but after swallowing a few times, he finally spoke. "I don't think I'm exactly what my parents were hoping for when I was born."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because I can tell they're disappointed. My dad isn't happy cuz I don't like sports. He used to make me sign up for different sports teams, but I was never very good and hated doin' that stuff, and I never got to play much. My parents like that I get good grades in school and don't get in trouble, but there are some other things about me that they're gonna hate."
"What do you mean they're going to hate those things?"
"They don't know bout them yet, and I'm not gonna tell them either."
"Would you be willing to tell me?"
"It's not somethin' I want to talk about," he replied, looking very nervous now.
"Braedon, I want you to know that there's nothing you can tell me that would keep me from liking you, unless you've killed or raped someone. And I won't tell you parents either, if you agree to share this with me."
"Uhhh, I don't know. It's, ummm, kinda personal," he stammered, and he seemed to be studying my face.
"Braedon, I think I can guess what you're referring to, and I promise it won't shock me. I wouldn't think any differently of you either. In fact, I might even be able to help, if you're willing, and I swear I won't ever say a word to your parents."
He studied my face intently for the next couple of minutes, but he never said a word. He seemed to be debating if he should take a chance and confide in me, and I intended on giving him all the time he needed to make up his mind. Eventually, he licked his lips, swallowed hard a couple more times, and then began to speak.
"I don't, ummm, like, you know, girls."
"I had a feeling the problem might be that you're gay. I know some parents have a great deal of difficulty dealing with a gay child."
His eyes nearly bulged out of his head when I first said the word 'gay', so I felt he was having difficulty dealing with that reality too. After a few moments he began to calm down, so I thought it might put him at ease if I shared my secret with him too.
"Braedon, there's nothing to be ashamed of. I know, because I'm gay too." This time his mouth dropped open. "I don't go around telling everyone, but I'm not ashamed to admit it either. I don't broadcast it, though, because I'm not sure how parents might react to having me teach their children. I'm also worried that it might even cost me my job."
"Dang, I didn't know you were like me, Mr. Roberson. I know you understand now, but my dad will hate me even more if he finds out."
"You really think so?"
"Yeah, definitely. He says awful things about them all the time."
"How about your mom?"
"She's not as bad, but I know she thinks gays are disgusting too. She says it's against the Bible and all gays are goin' to hell."
"I'm sorry you are going through this, and now I understand why you feel so alone. Would it help if I introduced you to other gays who go to school here?"
"There are more than just me and you?"
"Yes, I know a few of them, and if you want, I'll see if maybe they'd like to spend some time with you too."
"Yeah, that would be great. I wouldn't dare have them come to my house, specially if they act in a way that others know they're gay, but I could talk to them here at school, or maybe at their house too."
"I'll ask them, to see what they have to say." He had a huge smile on his face after I said this. "Braedon, just out of curiosity, do you swim."
"Yeah, it's the only thing I do that Dad is ok with, but I don't get to do it much."
"Would your parents let you go swimming at the YMCA, or don't they let you do things like that?"
"Yeah, I think they'd let me go, cuz it's somethin' they don't mind me doin'."
"Do you have a bike?"
"Yeah, but I don't think they'd let me ride it there."
"No, I thought you might be able to ride it to one of the other boy's house, so his parents could give you a ride."
"I probably could do that. I'd just have to tell my parents who I'm goin' with."
"Ok, then let me talk to them and see what I can do. Maybe I can set something up so you can meet some others and not feel so alone. I'll let you know if I'm able to set something up."
As I stood up to leave the classroom with him, Braedon dashed over and wrapped his arms around my waist. "Thanks, Mr. Roberson. This will help a lot."
I hugged him back and tousled his hair, and this caused him to look up at me again. His smile was even broader now, and then he turned to go to the lunchroom. I figured I'd talk to the other boys the next chance I got and see if they'd be willing to help me out with this.
When I saw Braedon in my classroom on Wednesday, I swear he was staring and smiling at me the entire time. He'd always been a good kid, just quiet and withdrawn, so it was nice to see that maybe this was having a positive effect on him.
After we finished practicing the second half of Act One on Thursday, I told everyone we'd practice Act Two the following week and split it up the same way. This meant we'd practice Act Two scenes one and two on Monday, and scenes three through five on Thursday. During the rehearsal, I managed to pull each of the boys aside long enough to remind them that we'd be meeting tomorrow night, in case it had slipped their minds. Judging by their reaction, though, they hadn't forgotten, so I went home and rested up for the following day.
Although I was busy with my classes on Friday, I often found myself distracted and thinking about what I'd be doing later. We'd never gotten together on a school day before, and I'd always met up with them on the weekend. I was also thinking about how I was going to tell them about Braedon, and I hoped at least one of them would volunteer to be his friend. Since Braedon and Tucker were both in seventh grade, I hoped he might be the one, but Braedon was so lonely that I didn't think he'd care who it was, as long as he had a friend who was just like him.
The boys showed up at my apartment about an hour after school ended, because they had to go home first, change, and get their bikes before they could head over here. As soon as they walked through the door, I was given my instructions.
"Since you've fucked Nolan and Gary already, today it's my turn again," Will announced. "But this time I want you to fuck me first, cuz I want to see if you can make me cum while you're doing it to me this time."
"I guess we could do that, and I'll put a towel on the bed under you, in case you do ejaculate. It will prevent me from having to clean up the mess later, and I'll just put the towel in with the dirty laundry if that happens."
"That's a good idea, and then I won't feel so bad about making a mess, if I cum while you're fuckin' me."
"Before we get started, though, I have something I'd like to discuss with you. Do any of you know Braedon O'Donnell?"
"I do," Tucker answered. "He's in some of my classes."
"I thought you might, since he's a seventh grader too. Anyone else?"
"I'm not sure. I might know who he was if I saw him," Gary followed, and the others agreed with what he'd just said. "Why are you askin'?"
"Before Christmas I had my classes write an essay about what they thought their Christmas vacation was going to be like. When I read his essay, I got the feeling that he was unhappy and felt quite lonely. I had him come to my classroom one afternoon so I could talk to him about it, and it turns out there's a reason he feels this way - he's gay. He didn't even realize there might be other gays at the school too, and he really could use some friends. I thought maybe he could start going swimming with us."
"Yeah, that would probably be alright," Nolan agreed, "but are you gonna have him start comin' here too?"
"Maybe later, after we get to know him better, but not right away. For the time being I just want him to interact with you guys. Nolan, do you think you're mother would let him ride to the Y with you guys?"
"I guess she would, if you tell us where he lives."
"I'll talk to him at school and see if he can ride over to my house instead," Tucker offered. "That way she can just pick him up with me and Jon."
"Yeah, that would be better," Nolan agreed.
"If we're through talkin' bout this other kid, can be get started now?" Will followed. It was obvious that he was eager to have me fuck him again.
The other boys decided they would watch what we were doing first, because they wanted to see if Will would cum without anyone touching his penis. I didn't have a problem with that, so Will and I got ready to get it on. It was a little easier entering him this time, so I asked if he'd been practicing with something in between. Even though I was behind him, I was able to see that he blushed before he answered.
"Yeah, I took the empty bottle after my parents drank all the wine in it, and I've been using that to get ready for you," he admitted. "I got the idea after hearing Gary talk about usin' the bat, and I just put some baby oil on it before I used it."
"So it's tapered so you can do that?" I asked.
"If you're asking if the neck of the bottle gets wider as it goes down, it does, but I don't go all the way down on it. I only go as far as I think I need to so I'm ready for you, cause the rest of the bottle is way too big."
"Damn, I didn't think of doin' that, so now I'll have to look for somethin' I can use at home too," Nolan confessed.
"Just be careful," I urged. "I don't want any of you to get caught doing these things, and I don't want you to hurt yourself doing it either."
"We'll be careful," they all agreed.
Seeing I now understood why it had been much easier with him this time, I began my thrusting motion, and Will was doing everything he could think of to be an active participant. He was rocking back and forth in the opposite direction my hips were moving, so we were working like a well oiled machine. I had trouble believing that he'd been able to figure this out so quickly and realized it would make it better for both of us. I've had adult partners before who didn't do as well as he was doing, because they were much more passive when we were making love.
I was still thinking about this situation when I felt Will's butt muscles tighten around my penis and his body began to shudder. I had a feeling this meant he was having another hands-free orgasm.
"Holy shit! Will's cumming from just you fuckin' him," Nolan observed, impressed.
"Just keep it down. I don't want you announcing this to all of my neighbors too," I warned.
"Oops, sorry," he apologized, looking slightly embarrassed.
When Will's butt muscles tightened around my penis while he was ejaculating, it hastened my orgasm too. His body was just releasing it's last spurt when I began to fill the condom too. As soon as I was completely drained, I fell on the bed, totally exhausted, and Will collapsed beside me. He recovered first and then began to kiss me.
"Thank you, that was totally awesome. I cummed even harder than I usually do when I fuck one of the other guys."
"I'm not sure if that's possible, although it might have felt that way, but I'm glad you enjoyed it."
"Mr. Roberson, I want you to try using the blue one of me now," Jon advised me as I was beginning to get up. "I want to see if I can take that one, cuz then maybe one of the others can fuck me and make me feel like I'm cumming too."
"Jon, are you sure you want to do that?"
"Yeah, I really do. I thought about it even before we started today, so will you please try usin' that one on me?"
"Ok, if you want to give it a try, but let me know if you want me to stop, because I think you are rushing this a bit."
He agreed, and the other boys decided they wanted to watch how he did with it, because it would mean different pairs if he was successful. I went over to the nightstand and grabbed the blue dildo, put a condom on it and added some lube. Then, I used my fingers to get Jon ready, as I lube him up too. When I thought he was sufficiently prepared, I put the dildo at his entrance and gave him a word of advice.
"Push out, and hopefully this won't hurt as much."
He nodded, so I added a little pressure and watched as the dildo began to spread his sphincter. "Ugggh!" I heard Jon moan.
"I take it that hurt, so do you want me to stop now?"
"No! Keep goin'," he hissed between clenched teeth.
I tried to do it as gently as I could, but I was able to tell it was still hurting him. Even though I kept asking if he wanted me to stop, he wasn't about to quit, so I continued working it in his butt until it was completely embedded in his bowels. I gave him a couple of minutes to adjust to it, and then he made his next request.
"Start fuckin' me with it now," he hissed once again.
I did what he wanted and started sliding the dildo in and out of his butt for a few minutes, and then I stopped. As soon as I pulled it out, he looked up at me and grinned. "I did it, so now one of the other guys can fuck me."
"I think you should use this the next time you're here too, before you try doing that. I think it would be best if you let Tucker fuck you again today, and then if you handle it easier the next time, then we'll let Gary fuck you next. His penis isn't quite as thick as the other two, so it should be easier for you."
"Ok, but I'd rather do that now," Jon offered as a mild protest.
"Next time," I repeated.
Will and I then watched as Gary fucked Nolan and Tucker did the same to Jon, and when they finished, Will spoke up. "I'm ready to go again, so let Jon fuck Gary, Nolan can do you, and I'll fuck Tucker again."
Since all of the others agreed with his suggestion, I got rid of the towel that I had placed under Will earlier, and then the rest of the boys got ready to take their turn. I guess taking the time to watch me use the blue dildo on Jon had given Will enough time to recharge his battery, so now he'd be able to fuck someone too. He might not ejaculate as much as he did earlier, but that shouldn't affect his performance or disappoint this partner, so I kept an eye on the other two pairs as Gary got ready to fuck me.
Once those boys had all enjoyed their orgasms, we cleaned up and got dressed again, but then the boys asked a question before they left. "What day are we gonna do this next week?" Jon wanted to know, and I was fairly certain he was asking for the others too.
"We'll meet on Saturday at 3:00 next time. We haven't done anything that late on Saturday before, and the times that you've come here after lunch on the other Saturdays, you've usually been gone by 3:00. I don't think anyone will be watching for you then, just like I hope they weren't watching for you today."
"Ok, but you're gonna remind us again, aren't you?" Will followed.
"Yes, I'll remind you next week at practice, just like I did this time."
"K, cuz we don't want to forget when we're sposed to be here."
Even though I doubted any of them would forget, since they all seemed to want to do this, I didn't bother arguing the point. Instead, I said goodbye to them and watched as they took off, but I was already wondering how I was going to make it through the next two days.
I had gotten used to the boys dropping by twice a week, so I was wondering if this solo weekly session was actually going to tide me over. I also wondered how the boys were going to react as well, but then I decided that they'd just jerk off if things got too bad for them. Gary and Will would probably be using their makeshift dildos as well, and Nolan was going to try to figure out what he could use, but I doubted Tucker or Jon would try anything like that. Besides having to find something slightly smaller, I think those two might be more concerned about their parents finding out what they were up to. Therefore, I just hoped we'd all be ok until the following weekend.
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My other stories:
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/
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/chance-of-a-lifetime/
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Although the boys in these stories sometimes have unprotected sex, I strongly urge all of you out there to be smart and protect yourselves from various sexually transmitted diseases by using taking appropriate precautions before engaging in sex.