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            All the World's a Stage



by Erastes
Copyright 2017 by Erastes
Chapter 59 - Summer Comes To an End. 



When I got back to the park on Wednesday morning, things quickly returned to normal.  I was busy conducting rehearsals for the next play, the boys resumed coming over to the house during the lunch hour for a little fun, and Braedon was getting on with his life.  In a way, it had actually helped that he hadn't been really close to his dad before this happened, because it made it easier for him to deal with his dad's death. 

It also helped that his mother allowed him to spend over a week with me, because it gave him time to adjust to this sudden and drastic change in his life.  At the same time, the boys and I made certain he understood he was truly loved, and not just by his mom.  We helped him understand through our words and actions that we loved him as well, and we were willing to be there for him whenever the need arose, and for as long as he wanted. 

Braedon wasn't the only one who'd made personal gains during this time either.  By the end of the following week, Danny had fulfilled one of his yearnings as well, when he finally got a chance to be with me.  Even though he had messed around with the other boys, and Nolan was hung fairly well too, Danny was still eager to get his hands on my penis.  He got the chance a few days later, and we were able to play with each other's sex organ for the first time. 

Even though Danny had been doing things with the others, I quickly discovered he was woefully inadequate when it came to giving oral sex.  The problem might have had something to do with the fact that my penis was so much larger than the boys, so I offered him several pointers while we were together.  I was pleased that he started doing a little better before we finished, and even though I hadn't enjoyed it as much as I normally would have, he was thrilled that he'd finally had the chance to do this with me.  He seemed to be overjoyed and looking forward to the next opportunity when we'd be together, and much to my relief, he did considerably better the second time around. 

Before the end of July, the summer acting group was ready to put on the second play, "The Entire History of the American Revolution (in 40 Minutes or Less)."  We arranged to perform it for the kids at the park on a Wednesday afternoon near the end of July, and we held a second performance for the parents later the same evening.  The kids did another fabulous job, and the play was received just as well as our first production, and we garnered some very favorable feedback as well.  Since I was a teacher, one parent's comment stood out and pleased me the most. 

"I don't think they teach history in schools as well as they used to, so the students often seem to be lacking the basic knowledge about our country's past.  However, I'm convinced these kids will remember the important facts about the American Revolution after having been in this play."

I thanked him for his kind words and said I hoped they would always remember being part of this play and recall the information they'd learned while performing on stage. 

The day after we'd put on that play, we started getting ready for our final production of the summer.  This time we were going to perform "Babes in Toyland", and we would be putting it on in the middle of August.  This meant the performance would be shortly before the summer program at the park came to an end for the summer, and only a few days before school was scheduled to start up again. 

Since this play would require a few more props than the other plays we'd done this summer, I had to set up a special group to handle the construction of those items.  To my surprise, and relief, Patty offered to oversee the group and use her arts & crafts talents to help create the various set pieces that would be needed.  I merely gave her a list of what those items would be and left her to work out the details. 

This play was comprised of two acts, with Act One having two scenes and Act Two only a single scene.  Act One, Scene One took place in Mother Goose Land; Act One, Scene Two in the Spider Forest; and Act Two happened in Toyland's packaging and shipping department.  Once again, I chose this play because I thought it would appeal to the various age groups that would be in the audience, but it seemed the cast liked the idea of doing this play as well. 

Working on this kept me busy for the rest of the summer, but I made sure I found time to spend with the boys as well.  In addition to our noontime sessions, we continued our trips to the Y and our intimate weekend sessions at the house.  This caused the final days of summer vacation to fly by, and before long it was time to put on our final play for the recreation department. 

Once again, some of the mothers offered to help with the costumes, but we didn't get involved in anything too elaborate, and the kids all looked good when they were on stage.  I was pleased and extremely proud of the job they did, and we received many accolades after they took their final bow.  The most important comment, at least for me, came when Owen approached me as I was walking down the stairs after the performance. 

"Marshall, I can't tell you how pleased I am with what you've been able to do this summer.  I don't remember ever being this satisfied with the job the acting director has done before, nor have I received so much positive feedback about the acting program from both the children and their parents.  The job is yours next summer as well, and I'll even make sure you get a raise if you're willing to do it again.  Just call me before the end of March and let me know what you decide, but I won't look for anyone else unless you tell me you're not interested." 

"Thanks, Owen, and I'm very interested.  I've not only enjoyed doing this, but the paycheck has also helped me get through the summer.  Unless something unexpected comes up between now and then, I'd be honored to do this for as long as you'll allow me.  I'll be in touch to let you know if anything changes, but I'm definitely looking forward to doing this next summer as well." 

Once that had been cleared up, I was able to start looking forward to the new school year, and I'd be able to start preparing for my classes just as soon as I learned what grade or grades I'd be teaching.  Even though the boys had a few more days left before they'd be starting classes, the other teachers and I had to attend an orientation the next day. 

After we listened to a welcoming address from the superintendent at the high school, he told us about changes that had been made to various district policies.  He also informed us about certain critical dates, upcoming events, and new programs that would be offered.  This was followed by a catered luncheon, which was actually quite good, and then we were required to go to our respective schools for the remainder of the afternoon. 

Once we were at the middle school, we heard another welcoming address, but this one was from the principal, and then he introduced the new hires.  When he finished, we were directed where to go for our departmental meetings, and that's where we were given our class schedules and tentative class lists.  After we had everything we needed, we were given a chance to go to our classrooms to start getting them ready for the new school year. 

The day didn't turn out to be as bad or quite as boring as it might sound, because we also had a chance to get reacquainted with the other faculty members, as well as meeting the newest teachers.  I wasn't surprised when I saw my class schedule either, which was a mixed bag again, just like the previous year.  Since none of the other teachers in our department had announced they would be leaving at the end of last year, no new teachers were hired for our department, so I was still low man on the totem.  When I was given my class schedule, I discovered this year I'd be teaching two eighth grade classes, two seventh grade classes, one sixth grade, and one fifth grade class.  After looking over the tentative class lists, I realized some of the boys would be very happy this year, while others wouldn't have as much to be excited about.

The following two days were spent getting our classrooms ready, our supplies organized, and sitting through both a department and faculty meeting.  We also had an opportunity to start planning our first week of lessons, which definitely helped. 

When the boys came to the house on Friday afternoon, they quickly began asking questions and making comments about the new school year.  "Are there going to be lots of changes this year?" Tucker wanted to know. 

"There will be a few new teachers, but other than that it will be pretty much the same." 

"Maybe for you guys," Gary groused, "but it will probably suck for us," he said while indicating Will, Nolan, and himself.  "We'll be going to a new school, and we'll be the rookies again, but worst of all, we won't be with you guys." 

"Try to stay positive about this, and maybe it won't turn out as badly as you expect," I offered trying to be as encouraging as possible.  "You might find out you like being at the high school and that there's more for you to get involved in while you're there.  Just give it a chance and don't go in with such a negative attitude." 

"Ok, we'll try," Gary agreed, with the other two nodding that they would do the same. 

"At least we'll still be able to come here and do this stuff with the rest of you," Will added. 

"Yeah, so even if it sucks at the high school, bein' able to come here with you guys will make it better," Nolan confirmed. 

"So do you know what you're teachin'?" Hunter asked, since he was hoping he'd be in one of my English classes. 

"I do, and I've even seen the tentative class schedules." 

"Really?  Am I in one of your classes?" Hunter pressed, hardly able to contain his excitement. 

"Actually, you, Braedon, and Jon are all in one of my classes." 

"Are me and Hunter in the same class?" Braedon followed. 

"No, you're in different classes, but you'll be doing the same work, since you're both in eighth grade." 

"What about me?" Tucker whined.  "You mean I'm the only one who won't have you for a teacher?" 

"As I said, the class lists are temporary, so there might still be some changes.  When you get your schedule, come find me and I'll see if there's a way I can get you into one of my classes.  I only have two periods where I teach eighth grade English, and if it's possible I'll try to have you transferred into one of those classes.  However, if neither one fits into your schedule then I'm afraid there will be nothing I can do." 

"Then I hope you can work it out." 

When we finally got ready to have some fun, I asked the boys if they'd mind if I was with Tucker today.  After seeing how down he was about the class schedule, I thought it might be one way to perk him up a bit, and the other boys agreed they were fine with it as well.  This brought a smile to Tucker's face and made him feel a little better. 

"Is there any particular way you want to do it?" I asked, giving him the choice. 

"Yeah, there is.  Can we do it like you did it with Braedon when he was staying with you?  You made him cum doin' it that way, so I want to see if it will happen to me too." 

"Yes, we can do it that way if you want," 

"Just remember to rub your dick against his belly," Hunter offered. 

"Yeah, cuz doin' that feels almost the same as fuckin' him," Braedon confirmed. 

"And I want you to do all the other things you did with Braedon too, like when you were undressin' him," Tucker explained. 

"I can do that as well, so I'll grab a towel as we're heading to the bedroom." 

The other boys then partnered up and decided where they would do this, since some of them would have to use the mat.  Once that had been established, we all got undressed except for Tucker, and then I began to do what he wanted. 

I started to kiss him first, something he always enjoyed, and as I removed each article of clothing I spent a couple of minutes paying homage to the part of his body that I'd just uncovered.  Tucker was sighing, moaning, and panting as I worked on every sensitive area of his body, so I knew he was enjoying this as much as I was.  After I rimmed him and prepared him for entry, he looked up at me and his facial expression showed a mixture of awe and anticipation.  That was soon replaced by a look of contentment, and a low purring sound emanated from his throat as I eased my erection into his hungry hole. 

Once I was completely inside him, I began thrusting back and forth, and Tucker immediately began to ram his penis against my belly.  He was being so aggressive that he nearly forced his appendage into my navel, but thankfully there was a size differential so it popped out and slid in the direction of my chin.  Now that his penis was firmly lodged between our bodies, he utilized his pre-cum to slide it comfortably between our bellies. 

Tucker must have thought this was a race, because his short, rapid thrusts were doubling the number of long, slower strokes I made into the depths of his inner sanctum.  His energetic pace also caused him to ejaculate first, and he showered both of us in his own creamy body wash.  

His body's reaction to his orgasm sent me over the edge as well, and I spewed my seed into the tip of the condom as I enjoyed my own release.  I managed to keep my body weight from collapsing on him afterward, so I wouldn't crush the poor kid, and then we wallowed in the wondrous feelings still radiating from our head to our toes. 

As soon as I recovered and extracted my penis from its warm and comfortable temporary home, I bent down and did the same thing to Tucker that I'd done to Braedon.  I licked up as much of his semen that I could find, and I even used one of my fingers to scoop it off my body so I could lick that up as well.  It was like leaving the icing off the cake and then eating it separately after you'd devoured the cake.    

I hugged Tucker after I'd finished removing the last of his semen from our bodies, and then I began to kiss him again.  The other boys had all finished up and cleaned off already, leaving the two of us alone in the bedroom.  After I'd cuddled with him for a few more minutes, I helped him get off the bed and took him into the shower.  Once we had both washed off and dried, we got dressed and went out to see what the other boys were doing. 

"I hope you can get me into one of your classes," Tucker said as we were walking toward the living room. 

"I'll do my best to make it happen, if it's at all possible."  His grin was thanks enough. 

The boys spent a little more time with me before they went home, and even Hunter left so he could go home to eat dinner with his mother.  While I was sitting in the living room alone, I began to think back upon everything that had happened over the past year.  It had been a truly remarkable time in my life. 

Not only had I gotten my first teaching job, but I had also been asked to take charge of the drama club at the school.  By doing that, I got to meet some truly remarkable young men who were now a huge part of my life.  Not only had I seen all of them totally naked, as well as a few other boys along the way, but I also discovered they were interested in doing much more than even I was originally prepared for. 

I now had two of these boys looking at me as a replacement father-figure.  I would do my best for both Hunter and Braedon, and I'd also help Will, but he didn't seem to need me nearly as much as they did.  Hunter and Braedon not only wanted to think of me as their dad, but they also wanted me to love them, as well as make love to them, so I was ending up being both a dad and lover at the same time.  

Since I thought it might help, I was even thinking of asking Braedon's mother if she would mind letting him stay with me on both Friday and Saturday nights, the same as Hunter was doing.  I knew those boys got along well, and seeing they both needed me in the same way, this might work out better.  I had even considered the fact that both boys wanted me to make love to them as well, but I didn't see this as a problem.  I figured I could make love to one of them before we went to bed, after sucking the other one off, and then I could make love to the other boy in the morning, while performing oral sex on the first boy.  I felt they would both be fine doing it this way, and they'd end up getting off both times. 

The past year hasn't been easy, and there were times when I thought my world would come crashing down around my ears, but somehow I always managed to survive.  While I was still living at the apartment complex, I'd been worried about Jennifer and I was afraid that she was overly suspicious about my relationship with the boys.  Before anything happened, however, she was no longer a threat.  I wasn't sure if it was the move that saved me, or her attending the play and musical that made her accept the explanation I'd offered for why the boys were spending so much time at my place.  Whichever of those things had caused it, I was grateful that nothing bad had come out of that situation, and she was no longer around to see what was going on. 

I had also been worried about Jack Cardwell, since he'd became suspicious after seeing me in the shower with a group of naked boys.  I was really concerned that he was going to say something to others at school and make them suspicious of me as well, which could have possibly cost me my job.  The problem ended, however, when the boys arranged to catch Jack naked in the locker room when they were also naked.  From that point on, we didn't see very much of him, and it seemed as if he was now worried that we might say something about him.  I think he believed that if he said anything about what he had seen, then we'd make sure the finger of suspicion also pointed at him, since he'd been exposed in a very similar predicament.

Then there was also the day that Hunter had knocked on my door and admitted that he'd seen me kissing Braedon and sucking his penis.  My initial reaction was that he was going to either use this knowledge to hold it over my head and blackmail me, or he'd race to the police station and tell them what he saw.  I was both amazed and relieved when he told me that he just wanted to be part of the action and he'd like me to do those same things to him. 

Finally, there had been Braedon's dad.  I had decided that I wanted to help Braedon after I'd read his essay over the Christmas break, and I was determined to do whatever I could to make things better.  Then, after he told me about his dad, I began to worry about what the man might do if he ever found out about his son.  However, after I let Tucker talk me into letting Braedon join our little group, I was even more worried about what his father might do if he discovered what we were up to.  I was never able to put those concerns out of my mind, although we did our best to be careful and not get caught, but Braedon and I never forgot what his dad might be capable of doing. 

In the end our worst fears came true, because Braedon's dad eventually snapped and killed someone he suspected of being gay.  Although there was some doubt as to how much that had played a factor in what happened, he had made multiple homophobic slurs before the shooting, so it seemed to have played at least some part in what he did.  The man was dead now, so the threat he posed no longer existed, but it had been a long, winding, and bumpy road to get to this point. 

Don't get me wrong, because it hadn't been all bad or scary.  Beside getting to know the boys and being close to them, there were a lot of other positives as well.  My personnel file at the school board office was packed with several glowing letters of commendation, and that would help when it came time for me to get tenure.  I was also offered a really special summer job that allowed me to spend even more time with the boys, and I found a nice place to live that I might be able to buy, so what more could I ask for?

I now looked forward to the new school year and wondered what it would bring.  The boys still wanted to hang out and fool around with me, even those who no longer attended the middle school, so that wasn't about to change either, but what else might the future hold in store?  Would there be more boys who might want to become part of our little group, or would we experience new threats from people who were suspicious about why we spent so much time together?  I guess we'll just have to be careful, while still having as much fun as possible along the way, but hopefully no one will become the dark cloud that will end up raining on our incredible parade. 

 



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I wish to extend my thanks to Donny for editing these chapters for me and offering their suggestions. 

 

E-mail responses to the stories, story suggestions, or other 'constructive' comments or advice may be sent to:  ErastesTouch@aol.com  - but please put the story title in the subject line, so it doesn't get deleted as junk mail. 

 

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.