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            Chance of a Lifetime



by Erastes
Copyright 2017 by Erastes
Chapter 10 - My Apartment



 Brad and I started unloading the container shortly after the kids left for school and Pam went to work on Wednesday morning.  We moved the furniture in first, since those were some of the last things I loaded when I moved, and I was definitely pleased when it appeared that nothing had been damaged.  Once those items were in the house and in the correct rooms, we brought the boxes in too.  Once those were all stacked in my apartment, Brad and I took a break and got a drink.  While we were catching our breath, Brad asked me about my first story. 

"I've been working on the screenplay in my spare time, but you'll need to help me with some of the technical information you've included, because it's way above my pay grade."  This caused me to chuckle. 

"Well if you hadn't been so lazy in college and chose not to take a minor, then you could have learned this stuff too."

"It wasn't that I was lazy, it's just that I'm not as interested in that stuff as you are.  Besides, I always had you to help me with those things when I got stuck." 

After we went over all of the items he was unclear on, I had something I wanted to ask him.  "I'm going to have to buy a car sooner or later, because I don't want to be stuck in the house all the time or have to depend on one of you for a ride." 

"I expected that, so what can I do to help?" 

"Do you have a suggestion about what I should get?" 

"I would advise you to get a hybrid, like we did.  You're going to have to live here too, so you'll want to limit the pollution and limit how much gas you use, because it tends to be more expensive here than where you used to live."

"No specific make or model to recommend?" 

"There are several different options available, so just do some research and see which one is best for you." 

I would take Brad's advice and check on that later, but now I wanted to start unpacking and getting things organized.  Brad was helpful in positioning the furniture the way I wanted it, but when it came to the boxes he caused more problems than he helped.  I finally told him to go and do whatever he needed to work on until everyone else arrived home, so he took off and left me alone. 

By the time Reid showed up, I had the apartment looking pretty good and had found some of the things I needed.  I also decided there were some items that I wouldn't need while I was here, but I might if I got my own place again later, maybe when Reid was older.  For that reason, I wanted to store them for now, but I had to ask Brad where I could do that, because there wasn't enough room in my small place. 

"Looks pretty good," Reid commented as he walked around. 

"There's a lot more to do, but it's a good start." 

"So are we sleeping down here tonight?" 

"Yes, of course, so I guess that means you'll be sleeping down here too?"  Reid merely look at me, grinned, and nodded.  Since he was in such a good mood, I quit working for the day so I could spend some time with him.  We talked a little more about the story and discussed it in greater detail until we heard a car pull into the driveway. 

It was Pam arriving home, so now that she was here, Reid and I decided to go out for a walk.  Along the way we ran into a bunch of kids that Reid obviously knew from his new school, but other than giving them a brief nod, a quick wave, or a simple 'hi', he had no interaction with them.  It went that way until one of the boys got up the nerve to ask a question. 

"Who's the guy you're with?" 

"Oh, this is my Uncle Quinn.  He's a writer and he came to live with us."  The kid eyed me suspiciously. 

"So he just moved in with your family?" 

"Sort of, but my mom and dad asked him to.  We even moved into a new house with an apartment attached to it that he lives in." 

"Why would your parents do that?"

"Like I said, he's a writer and my dad is thinking of turning one of his books into a movie.  My mom and dad also thought he could help watch my brother and sister until they got home from work."

"What's the book about?"

"It's a science fiction story and it's really good.  I know, cuz I read it." 

"So he's written one book then?" 

"No, he's written two and is working on another one.  He's even gonna make me a character in it." 

"Neat.  So are they in our library?" 

"Not yet," Reid answered before turning toward me so I could add some information. 

"The first book has only been in print for a year now and the other one will be released the middle of October," I added, bailing Reid out. 

"Neat, maybe I'll get to read them then.  You can write down the titles for me sometime and I'll look them up."

"Yeah, I can do that," Reid agreed.

Reid was grinning broadly and seemed pleased that the other boy seemed interested, and I had a feeling this information was going to start making its way around school.  I didn't mind them knowing that I was an author, but I was hoping it wouldn't lead anyone to question my relationship with Reid.  If someone were to notice that I didn't share his father's surname or his mother's maiden name, I guess I could always explain that we were half-siblings or even that I was going by a pseudonym.  Either way, I'd come up with something if necessary. 

When we got back to the house it was time to eat, so we sat down with the rest of the family.  During the meal I decided to ask Brad where I could store the things I didn't need right now, and he told me I could store them in the area above the garage.  It was a three-car garage, so there was plenty of room for all of us to store things there.  He merely suggested that I place my things on the north side, so the kids wouldn't get in them if they ever went out there looking for something. 

I also told Brad that I'd decided on which car I wanted to buy, so he told me he'd drive me around on Saturday to see if I could find what I wanted on the lot or if I'd have to order it special.  I thanked him and said that would work fine. 

Later, after Reid and I went to my apartment to spend the night together, I decided to make it a memorable one.  After we got to my apartment, I locked the door leading to the main house and then guided Reid to my bedroom.  After sitting on the mattress, I pulled him to me and we began to kiss.  After tongue dueling with him for several minutes, I slowly began to undress him this time, rather than allowing him to do it himself.  As soon as I removed his shirt, I lowered my head and took one of his nipples into my mouth. 

Reid released a little yelp when I started nursing on that tiny nub, and then he began to moan, sigh, and breathe heavily as he enjoyed my tender ministrations.  When I finished on the first one, I moved across to the other side and repeated the process.  After a few moments of working on that nipple, Reid began to pant and then started groaning in delirious pleasure when I decided to move toward my next target. 

Slowly, I ran my tongue down the center of his chest and moved toward his navel, while at the same time unfastening his pants.  Once I had them unsnapped, I lowered the zipper and slowly began to slide them off.  He lifted his butt and allowed me to do that, while I also let my tongue dart in and out of the depression at his midsection.  As he was squirming about from the tickling sensations from that particular activity, I started to slide his briefs off as well.  After he lifted his butt off the mattress a second time, I had both his briefs and pants down to mid-thigh, so I got up and pulled them all the way off. 

As soon as he was naked, I lowered my head and attacked his scrotum, bathing it with my tongue, nibbling on the loose sac with my teeth, and sucking on his testicles with my lips.  After pleasuring him in that manner for a few minutes, I prepared to work on his penis.  As I was licking my way up the erect shaft, I slipped my middle finger into my mouth so I could wet that at the same time.  When I reached the tip and began to lower my head over his twitching hard-on, while simultaneously sliding my middle finger into his rectum. 

Reid 'yipped' and instinctively attempted to resist the intrusion.  "Whoa!  You've never done that before." 

"I know, but just relax and let it happen.  If you do, then I'm sure you'll enjoy it." 

Once he followed my instruction, I was able to insert the finger to the first knuckle, and then I stopped to let him get used to the feeling.  As I began to suck on his cock, I added a little pressure and pushed the finger in as far as the second knuckle, before pausing to let him adapt to it.  Slowly, he was starting to enjoy having it in his butt. 

While he was reveling in the sensations emanating from his penis, I pushed my finger the rest of the way in.  As I was letting him adapt to the intruder, I attempted to locate his prostate and bent the first knuckle as I searched around.  I knew immediately when I hit it, because his hips jerked upward, he released a loud moan, and suddenly began to ejaculate into my mouth.  His body was twitching with each spurt, as his body released his boy nectar into my throat.  Once he was completely drained, his butt dropped back onto the mattress and his body went completely limp, as I removed my finger from its temporary home.  Then, I just watched as he slowly recuperated from the powerful release. 

"What the heck did you do?" he gasped when he'd recovered enough to speak. 

"You said you wanted to do more, so I thought I'd see how you'd react to a little butt play." 

"It felt a little strange at first, but what did you do in there?  All of the sudden I felt little tingling sensations shooting through my body and then I busted a nut.  I didn't think I was ready to shoot yet, but that all changed when you did something in there."

"What I did was to locate a small gland that's located behind your penis.  It's called the prostate and produces the fluid that mixes with your sperm when you cum."

"But I've never felt that happen before." 

"What you felt tonight only happens when something brushes against the prostate.  You won't get the same type of sensation unless something comes into contact with it." 

"I don't care what caused it, but that felt super!  I want you to do that again the next time too." 

I agreed that I would, and then Reid urged me to get undressed, because he was ready to suck me off as well.  In fact, he was doing a really great job this time, but I had to stop him when he tried to ram his finger up my anal opening. 

"Hey, you've got to lube your finger first.  Put it in your mouth and get it wet, then it will go in a lot easier.  Insert it slowly and don't just ram it in there.  Ok?"

"Yeah, I can do that."

Reid did as I suggested and began to frantically probe for my prostate.  "It's behind the penis, so curl your finger in that direction." 

He followed my instruction and eventually located that magic button.  He continued to bob up and down on my penis at the same time, and after a few minutes of this duel stimulation I exploded into his mouth.  He gagged momentarily when it happened, since I produce much more semen than he does and he wasn't used to having anyone ejaculate in his mouth.   After taking the first blast, he pulled off and took the next couple of shots on his face, but he was able to recover and catch his breath, so it would be a good learning experience.  He then used his hand to finish draining me, before looking down at me with a cum streaked face. 

"Sorry about that.  It started to go down the wrong way." 

"I noticed, but you did great.  Now you know what to expect in the future, so it shouldn't catch you by surprise again." 

"Yeah, that kind of startled me because you don't usually cum that quick, but can we go shower now, so I can wash this off my face." 

"Sure, and we can talk about this more in there, if you want." 

Reid quickly hopped off the bed and raced toward the shower, apparently in a hurry to clean up.  I took a more leisurely approach and followed him, so he already had the water temp adjusted by the time I joined him. 

Once we were standing under the spray, Reid stuck his face in front of the showerhead and let the water rinse away the cum.  Then he turned toward me and grinned.  "Now we can wash each other." 

As I was cleaning his body, he began asking questions.  "Why did you stick your finger up my butt this time?" 

"You've been saying you wanted to do more and butt play is a part of gay sex." 

"I know, but you could have warned me that you were going to do it." 

"Yes, I could have, but I wanted to see how you'd react when you first realized what I was doing." 

"I want you to know that I didn't tighten my butt muscles when you started.  It just kinda happened on its own." 

"Yes, I know.  That's pretty common the first time." 

"I thought it was kinda gross and it felt really strange at first, until you touched that spot in there."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, because not everyone is quite as sensitive to it as you seem to be." 

"I wasn't sure what was happening to me at the time, because I thought you put something up there that was giving me electric shocks or something." 

"No, that was just my finger and your prostate." 

We finished cleaning up and then went back out to my bed.  We cuddled together and soon fell asleep, content in our post-orgasmic bliss. 

The next morning, my alarm clock went off, and then I heard the alarm on Reid's cell phone go off a couple of minutes later.  When I looked at him, I was wondering why he'd set that as well, because he'd seen me set my clock.  He must have figured out what I was thinking, because he gave me his answer. 

"I was just making sure that I'd wake up to your alarm clock too.  I just set my phone in case I didn't hear your alarm."

"I would have awakened you, even if you hadn't heard it."

"I know, but if I use my phone it's not as loud as your clock, so you won't have to get up every day when I go to school." 

"That's very thoughtful of you, but this way I'll get up so I can get busy too."  I was impressed that he was doing this for my benefit, not his own. 

I got up anyway and went out to have breakfast with the family.  After we ate, I gave each of the kids a hug and a kiss on the forehead, before telling them to 'have a good day'.  Once they were gone and their parents had left for work, I got busy finishing getting my things unpacked. 

I worked really hard all day long on Thursday and had unpacked and stored the items I needed.  I also packing up the things I wouldn't be using right away and stored them in the garage.  By the time the kids returned home from school, I was nearly finished. 

"Wow!  This looks really nice.  I like the pictures you hung on the walls and you've got some other nice things too." 

"Yes, the paintings are original works I'd picked up at various times, usually when I went in to New York City.  There are a lot of talented artists that are just starting out, so I was able to pick most of them up fairly cheap - at least when compared to normal art prices." 

"They look really nice." 

"Thanks, and the knick-knacks are things I've picked up during my travels.  Most have a science fiction theme, with some being replicas from various movies and television programs." 

"Yeah, I saw the Millennium Falcon from Star Wars, both Enterprises from Star Trek, and the Stargate on your dresser in the bedroom.  Pretty neat.  The bed looks really nice too, now that it's completely made." 

"Yes, and we'll get to christen it again later."  He giggled. 

Reid then offered to help me carry the last few boxes to the storage area in the garage, as well as breaking down the empty boxes to put out for recycling.  We then went out to join the others after his parents arrived home from work and spent some time with them as well.  After dinner, everyone wanted to see how my apartment looked, so I led them inside and let them look around. 

"It's like a small house," Evan noted, after seeing I had a living-dining area, kitchen, bedroom, and full bath. 

"Yes, it is, so I don't need to bother you guys all the time." 

"But we like seeing you too," Ashley chimed in. 

"I like doing that too, so I'll be joining you some of the time, but I can also have some privacy when I want to be alone." 

"Uncle Quinn will be eating with us most nights, unless I'm reading the situation wrong," Pam added. 

"No, I'd like that, as long as you don't mind."

"Not at all and it will give the kids and us a chance to see each other most days." 

"Yay!" Evan shouted, smiling broadly. 

I then went with them to watch TV, because the box for my TV hadn't been delivered yet.  Brad had ordered it for me and he was told it would be shipped out immediately, and that was on Monday.  I hoped it would arrive tomorrow, because there were a few programs I wanted to record on the DVR over the weekend and then watch them while I was alone.  I wasn't sure if they were programs the family would normally enjoy, because they hadn't watched any of those shows as of yet. 

Later, after Pam took Evan and Ashley upstairs to get ready for bed, Reid told me he'd be going up to his room to finish his homework and then he'd come down to join me when Evan was asleep.  I was surprised that Evan hadn't asked me to bathe him all week, and that's when I discovered his mother had told him to give me a chance to get organized first.  She also told him he should probably only ask for my help on Friday or Saturday, so I wouldn't think he was trying to take advantage of me.  I'd have to wait to see if he did what he'd been told. 

When we heard Reid coming downstairs later, Brad winked at me, which let me know that he expected Reid wanted to do more than just sleep with me.  I was slightly amazed by his casual attitude about this and figured it must be a guy thing.  I wasn't sure if Pam was as comfortable being aware of the things I might be doing with her oldest child. 

When Reid and I retired to my apartment later, I locked the door that connected to the rest of the house.  Then, he practically dragged me to the bedroom, showing how anxious he was to get started again.  "Can we do the same thing we did last night?"

"Sure, as long as it doesn't take too long.  You still have school tomorrow." 

"I know, but I did today too and it wasn't a problem." 

"I hope not." 

I then basically repeated the steps I'd performed on him the previous evening, but this time he was ready when I placed my middle finger at the entrance to his most private place.  His body still tried to prevent it from entering temporarily, but then he relaxed and it slid right in.  As I was sucking him off, he was bucking his hips up and down to assist me, but I knew he was also waiting for the moment I stimulated his prostate again.  When that happened, I heard him moan more loudly than he'd been able to do in his own room, as he felt those tingling sensations and his penis erupted in that moment of male euphoria. 

I swallowed his offering of youthful ambrosia and enjoyed each delicious drop until he was completely drained, and then his body collapsed on the mattress, completely spent.  I quickly glanced up at him and noticed his eyes were slightly rolled back in his head, as he lingered in the throes of post-orgasmic bliss. 

After he returned to the land of the living again, he looked at me, smiled, and spoke.  "Damn, that was even better than last night.  I'm really glad that you decided to do that with me.  When are we going to try something new?" 

"In time, but we're not going to rush.  Like I said before, I'll do more when I think you're ready, but not before." 

Reid shrugged his shoulders.  "I guess, but I'm ready when you are.  Can I do that to you now?" 

"Sure.  I'm up for that too." 

I meant it literally, because I was harder than usual after working on him.  He eagerly jumped into action and did pretty much the same things to me that I'd done to him.  He was proving to be a very eager pupil and was learning quickly.  In fact, he was doing much better than ever before and soon had me blowing my load into his gullet.  It happened after he'd located my prostate and stroked it a few times, but he didn't gag like he had the night before and swallowed most of my ejaculate.  A little still dripped down on my pubic region, but I was quite impressed after what had happened the previous evening, because he didn't have the mess on his face to clean off this time. 

We then headed into the bathroom to take our shower.  "Wow!  You've even got towels tonight," Reid teased.  "Guess that means I don't have to go runnin' through the house in my see-through undies tonight."

"You can still do that, if you want," I replied, which cause him to playfully punch me in the arm.

After we showered, we dried off quickly and went out to cuddle on my bed.  Reid didn't want to put anything on and slept with me naked, since we were totally alone, and I didn't argue with him.  He arranged his clothes where he could find them easily in the morning and I set the alarm.  Then, we snuggled together and fell asleep, content in each other's embrace. 

I got up with him when the alarm went off, and I gave him a kiss and told him to have a good day before he took off.  I didn't get up to eat with the family today and stayed in bed instead, as my mind replayed the events of the previous evening.  For some reason, I found myself questioning if I was doing the right thing by doing something sexual with him every night. 

Sure, I'd agreed to come there to keep him from looking for someone else to do these things with him, but every night?  Was I really helping him, or was I just making him more sexually aggressive than most kids his age?  Then again, was I possibly setting myself up for trouble later?  What if one of the neighbors or one of his friends figured out what we'd been doing?  Was I going to end up being locked away with Bubba and his friends?  The thing was, I knew I was enjoying it far too much to stop now, but I also realized it would crush Reid if I suddenly stopped doing these things with him. 

Eventually, I got up and went out to the main house to get something to eat.  I hadn't had a chance to do any shopping yet, so like Mother Hubbard my cupboards were bare, along with the fridge.  I hoped I'd have transportation soon so I could become more independent, because I felt guilty having to rely on Brad and Pam for meals and to get around. 

Since my apartment was pretty much set up the way I wanted, I spent the rest of the day working on my story.  I was anxious to finish each new chapter so Reid could give me his appraisal, because I knew he would be brutally honest, since he was technically one of the characters. 

When he arrived home, Reid was carrying a package when he came in to see me.  "I found this outside our front door.  It has my dad's name on it, but it's from the cable company, so I'm pretty sure it's for you." 

"You're probably right."  I then took the package from him and opened it.  It was the cable box that would allow me to watch TV.  Reid even helped me hook it up, along with my DVD player.  Even though the box had it's own DVR, we couldn't play DVDs on it, so I would need both.  Once he had those things hooked up, Reid made sure my laptop was connected to the Wi-Fi, so I could surf the internet too. 

"Now we can watch TV, movies, and do other stuff in here alone," he gushed once he'd finished.  

"So you don't think we should spend time with your family too?" 

"Yeah, we can do that with them once in awhile, but now we'll also be able to spend time in here alone, so they won't see what we're doing." 

"So what are we going to be doing while we're watching TV or using the internet?"

"You know.  We can kiss and do other stuff too.  You can even jerk me off sometimes, even before we go to bed."

"You're certainly getting to be a horny little bugger."

"Come on.  I used to jerk off more than once some days, so it will be just like I was doing.  I'm not any different than I was before." 

He had a point.  I guess all teens are horny and it's just that I'd been removed from his age group for quite a while and had forgotten.  Now, I just had to worry if he was going to wear me out.



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

 

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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/

                                                

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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.