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            Chance of a Lifetime



by Erastes
Copyright 2017 by Erastes
Chapter 27 - New Year's Eve



Brad and Pam left at 3:00 in order to avoid the horrific traffic they knew would be out and about later.  They took the clothes they were going to wear that evening with them and would change in the hotel room they'd reserved for the night.  They would leave for both dinner and their night out from there. 

The pizza delivery man pulled up to drop off our dinner around 5:40, and after paying for it, I took the pizzas inside and set the boxes on the kitchen counter.  Then I called the kids from the family room and made them wait in the dining room as I went to grab a bowl of grapes out of the refrigerator.  Then, I advised them about what we were going to do. 

"I want to make this a fun night for you, so we're going to celebrate more than one New Year." 

"How do we do that?" Rylee wanted to know. 

"We're going to celebrate it for each time zone, starting with Europe.  The people living in most European countries will begin their New Year when it's just 6:00 here, which is only a few minutes from now.  Before that happens, though, I'm going to pass out a few items to each of you."

I then gave party top hats to the boys and tiaras to the girls.  After they put them on, I handed each of them a noisemaker that they could spin around while holding onto a small peg.  Once they had these items, I continued. 

"Spain will be one of the European countries celebrating the New Year when it turns 6:00 here, and they have a custom I want to tell you about.  When it's midnight in Spain, they eat twelve grapes as a way of welcoming the New Year, one for each time the clock strikes the hour.  I don't expect you to eat twelve grapes, but I'm going to countdown the final ten seconds, and after you cheer and make noise to bring in the New Year, I want you to eat at least a couple of grapes each.  Ok?" 

The kids all nodded, so I looked at my watch and waited so I could make the final countdown.  "Ok, get ready.  Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one... Happy New Year Europe!" 

The kids all shouted and cheered with me, as well as spinning the noisemakers to bring in the European New Year, and then they dug into the bowl of grapes.  I think each of them had a minimum of two or three grapes, while Reid tried to devour the entire twelve.  When they finished, I told them what we were going to do next.

"As another way of celebrating with Europe, we're going to eat something that originated there.  Since Italy is a part of Europe, our dinner tonight will be one of your favorite Italian meals... pizza." 

The kids all seemed to like this idea and cheered again, so I went to carry the pizzas in to the dining room and placed them on the table next to the dishes I'd put there earlier.  I then told everyone to grab a plate and encouraged each one to take a slice from one of the boxes.  While they were doing that, I brought out a bag of potato chips and a bag of crunchy Cheetos to go with it.  I also poured each of the kids a glass of milk, before getting a cup of coffee for myself.  Then, I sat down to enjoy the meal with them. 

"So it's the New Year in Italy and Spain already?" Rylee asked. 

"Yes, it's now the new year in most of Europe and parts of Africa too.  In fact, it's the New Year in half of the world already, which includes all the countries east of Europe, like India, Russia, China, Japan, and Australia.  We'll eventually count down the rest of the time zones too, until it's finally the new year here as well."

After we finished eating and cleared away the dirty dishes, I had them stay in the dining room with me while I brought out the first of the games they were going to play.  This was a new one I'd recently discovered called Left, Center, Right - or LCR for short.  It's a very simple game to play, but it can be a lot of fun too, and the entire game came in a tube.  I explained to the kids about the various items in the tube as I emptied the contents. 

"First, there are three six-sided dice, but these aren't normal dice.  Instead of having a number on the different sides, three sides of these dice have either an L, C, or R, which stands for left, center, or right.  On the other three sides is a simple, large dot.  There are also a bunch of chips in the tube and I'm going to give each player three chips to start, which is the minimum number that you're supposed to begin with." 

I then counted out the chips to each person seated at the table, excluding myself.  I was going to oversee the game and didn't want to be involved in playing.  Once everyone had their chips, I took the three dice and handed them to the person on my right, which happened to be Reid.  Then, I explained how the game worked. 

"As long as you have three or more chips, you'll roll all three dice when it's your turn.  If you have less than three chips, you'll only roll the number of dice that matches how many chips you have.  Now, I'll have Reid roll the three dice and explain what the results mean."  Reid rolled the dice and one came up with an 'R', another with a 'dot', and the last one with a 'C'." 

"The 'R' means Reid will pass one chip to the person on his right, which happens to be to Evan.  The 'C' means he'll put one chip in the middle, in a pot, and the dot means the last chip stays with him.  Now, we'll go around the table with each of you rolling the dice, and I'll explain more as we go." 

After each of the kids rolled the dice and passed the chips in the direction they were supposed to go, everyone still had at least one chip left when the dice got back to me.  Before I handed the dice to Reid again, Ashley had a question. 

"There are four chips in the pot, so who gets those?" 

"That's a good question, so I'll explain.  If any of you had rolled three dots and no letters had shown up on top, you would have won the pot and taken the chips to put with the others you have.  The pot will keep building up until someone wins it." 

"What if you don't have three chips and can't roll all three dice?" Rylee followed. 

"Then you can't win the pot.  You'll need to roll three dots to win it."  They all seemed satisfied with my response.  "Now, every time the dice come back to me, I will stop and look around the table.  If anyone has given away all of his or her chips and not received any in return, then he or she will be out of the game until the next time we play.  That person will stand up and move away from the table, but can still watch the action.  The person on either side of the empty chair will now pass their chips to the next person in that direction if they roll an 'L' or 'R'." 

Everyone nodded his or her head in understanding, happy they still had chips.  It wasn't actually a rule of the game to make a player sit out if he or she had no chips, but it was a 'suggested rule' that I felt would speed up the game.  I then passed the dice to Reid, but this time he could only roll two, since he had two chips at the start of his turn.

The kids continued playing for quite a while.  When it was Eric's turn, he had four chips in his pile, so he rolled all three dice.  This time they each came up showing a 'dot', which meant he'd just won the pot.  It contained several chips at the time, which he put with the four he already had, and this made him hard to beat.  In the end, he won the game, as the other players lost the rest of their chips.  Needless to say, Eric was thrilled. 

I'd also been keeping an eye on my watch and noticed it was roughly a quarter to seven, so I allowed the kids to take a short break.  I told them they could use the toilet or get a drink, but I urged them to return quickly, which they did. 

"It's almost 7:00, so we're about to celebrate another New Year.  This time we'll be joining England, Scotland, Ireland, and Wales when they celebrate the New Year." 

"Whales celebrate New Year too?" Evan asked, looking puzzled. 

"Not whales that swim in the ocean, but Wales a small country next to England," I explained. 

Once that had been cleared up, I passed out horns to go along with the noisemakers they'd used earlier, and then I counted down the final ten seconds.  The kids cheered and made all kinds of noise with the various devices, but to be honest I was doing this for a couple of reasons.  First, I wanted to keep them interested.  Second, I wanted them to see that different countries celebrated the New Year at different times.  Lastly, it was because I didn't think they would all make it until midnight, so this way they wouldn't feel as if they'd missed out if they fell asleep early. 

As soon as the excitement died down, I asked them another question.  "Do you want to play another game of LCR or try something else?" 

They all agreed to play LCR again, so I suggested they change seats.  Since Eric and Evan wanted to stay next to each other, and so did Rylee and Ashley, it wouldn't have made a difference where Reid sat, so they stayed in the same places and we started again, but this time I played too. 

The game went a little quicker this time around, since I didn't have to explain as much, and Reid ended up winning.  When the game was over, I brought out another game to play next.  It was Don't Break the Ice.  This game has a plastic frame into which you place white blocks of 'ice' to fill in the square.  Then, the players use special mallets and take turns knocking out the various blocks of ice.  The player who knocks out the block that causes the remaining 'ice' to collapse loses. 

We played two quick games before I stopped them again.  First, Eric played against Evan, with Eric having the misfortune of knocking out an ice block that caused the others to give way.  Rylee played Ashley next, with Ashley losing this time. 

I noticed it was now nearly 8:00, so we stopped to do another countdown.  Before we did, however, I handed out two party poppers to each of the kids and explained how to use them.  This time after doing the final countdown, besides cheering and making noise with the noisemakers and horns, they set off the party poppers too, releasing numerous colored streamers. 

As soon as things quieted down, Reid and I played Don't Break the Ice, and I was the one making the fatal error this time.  Now, we let the three winners compete against each other.  In the first game all three participated, Evan, Rylee, and Reid, with Rylee choosing the wrong ice block and losing.  Then Evan and Reid faced off, with Reid making the fatal mistake this time, making Evan the overall winner.  He was ecstatic and strutted around for a brief time, until I told them it was nearly 9:00 and time for another countdown. 

I gave each of the kids two more party poppers, made another countdown, and listened to them whoop it up.  As soon as things settled down again, I told them it was time to shower.  I advised them to wear their pajamas after they were done and we'd do something different when they returned.  Ashley and Rylee immediately headed upstairs, while Eric and Evan went to get their things from Evan's room.  When they returned, I took the boys to my apartment. 

As soon as they'd undressed, I informed them that we'd do this quickly tonight, which meant no messing around.  I think the two little ones were slightly disappointed, but since we'd be going back to play more games, they didn't complain.  We merely washed each other, dressed again, and went back to join the girls. 

"Ok, this time we're going to try a game I found online.  It's called Cotton Ball Blitz and I'll explain how it's played.  As you see, I have two bowls, one is empty and the other is filled with cotton balls.  When it's your turn, I'm going to put some Vaseline on your nose and you'll bend forward into the bowl with the cotton balls and try to get one to stick to your nose, without using your hands. 

When you have a cotton ball stuck to your nose, you have to move carefully to the other bowl and get it to fall off in that bowl, again without using your hands.  If the cotton ball falls off before you get to the other bowl, you can try to pick it up with your nose again or go to get another one from the bowl, but only the ones ending up in the second bowl will count.  I'll count how many you got in there after you've had five minutes to do this, so you'll know how well you did.  After everyone has a chance to play, the one who had the most cotton balls in the bowl after their turn will be the winner.  If there's a tie, we'll let those people play again to see who wins. 

We then took turns from the oldest to youngest, with Reid going first.  It was comical to watch them do this, since the cotton balls didn't want to stick to their noses easily and would often fall off before they got to the other bowl.  Since Reid went first, I started hearing complaints when he put his nose in the bowl and two cotton balls stuck to it, one on each side. 

"Hey, he's got a bigger nose, so that's not fair," Evan complained. 

"But he has to bend down farther, so it takes him longer," I countered, trying to think of something fast.  That seemed to placate him, so I let each of them take their turns.

When everyone had finished, it turned out that Reid and Rylee tied with eleven cotton balls each, so we let those two go again.  I wasn't sure if Reid was letting her win, but he didn't do nearly as well on his second attempt and Rylee ended up winning, much to her delight. 

It was now nearing 10:00, so I gave each of the kids two new party poppers and got ready to make another countdown.  There was going to be quite a mess to clean up in the morning from all of these devices that the kids were setting off, but it was worth it, seeing they were having such a good time. 

Shortly after we'd wished each other a Happy New Year again, I noticed that Eric and Evan were doing a lot of yawning and it appeared their eyelids were getting heavy.  Since I could tell they weren't going to make it until 11:00, I suggested that maybe it was time for them to call it a night.  They didn't want to give in, but they also knew I was right, so I took them up to Evan's room and tucked them in bed.  After I kissed each one on the forehead, they thanked me and told me they'd had fun, and then I turned off the light and shut the door behind me. 

When I got downstairs again, I noticed the girls were starting to get drowsy too, but they'd didn't want to give up and call it a night.  Therefore, I asked them what they wanted to do next and the decided they wanted to play LCR again, so I agreed to play too.  We had fun and ended up playing it twice, with Rylee winning the first game and I barely won the second. 

It was almost 11:00 by the time the second game ended, so we stopped for another countdown.  As soon as we celebrated another New Year, Rylee made an announcement. 

"I don't think I can stay awake much longer, so I'm going to bed." 

Ashley looked at her for a few seconds and then spoke.  "Yeah, me too." 

I went up with them and tucked them in, since Pam wasn't there to do it.  After I bid them both goodnight, I kissed them on the forehead and left the room.  Now, it was just Reid and me.

"So what do you want to do?" I asked as soon as I went downstairs again. 

"You know what I want to do, so let's go get started." 

I thought I'd have a little fun with him first, so I made a comment as he began to move toward my apartment.  "We should clean up this mess first," I stated, as I pointed to all the streamers on the floor. 

"I'll help you do that in the morning, but now I want to have some fun."

"You mean you weren't having fun all night?"

"Yeah, that was fun too, but now I want to have a grown-up kind of fun."  He'd definitely made himself clear this time. 

We then entered my apartment and I locked the door behind us.  After we stripped down, we got into bed and made out for a few minutes.  When I began working my way down his body, I paid attention to the various areas as I usually did, which I knew Reid enjoyed.  When I eventually reached his waist, I got up and repositioned myself between his legs, and as I did so I reached into the drawer on my nightstand to retrieve the items I kept there. 

Once I had those things, I noticed that Reid had already pulled his legs back to his chest, eager for me to begin.  Not wasting any time, I got into position, bent forward, and moved my face toward his butt.  He flinched slightly as my tongue made contact with his flesh, and then he sighed and relaxed as I began my gentle probing. 

Before long, Reid was cooing and purring as I worked my magic on him.  I don't think I've ever had a partner who was so into me working on his backside as Reid is, but I thoroughly enjoyed watching and listening to the various ways he encouraged me to continue.  There were the little noises he made, along with the slight movements to let me know that he wanted me to continue.   If I didn't catch on to those hints, then he would actually demand what he wanted me to do next, and I would always comply with his wishes.  I was truly in love with this kid. 

After I'd worked on his butt with my oral muscle for a while, I lifted the dildo that I'd retrieved from the nightstand and added lube to it and his rectum, but I spoke to Reid before I used it. 

"Reid, I hadn't planned on doing this yet, but after our past few conversations, I've opted to move up my timetable a little."

"What do you mean?  We've done this before." 

"You're partially correct, because I have used a dildo on you before, but this one is different.  It's larger.  Where the one we've been using was an inch (2.5 cm) in diameter, the one I have now is nearly one and a half inches (3.6 cm) wide, so this might be a little uncomfortable at first." 

"So it's as big as your cock?" he countered, hopefully. 

"Not quite.  My penis is nearly a half inch (1.25 cm) wider than this dildo too, but it's closer in size than the other one." 

"Then stop talking and just do it."

"You're going to have to push out a lot more with your butt muscles this time, and I want you to let me know if it hurts, so I can stop." 

"No!  I don't want you to stop no matter what!"

"Reid, I'm not going to hurt you, just so you can do this.  If that's what you're hoping, then I'll just grab the other dildo and use that one instead." 

"No!  I'll tell you if it hurts then." 

"Do you promise?" 

"Yes, I promise that I'll tell you."

Seeing the issue had been settled, I lubed up the dildo and placed it at the entrance to his inner sanctum.  As soon as he felt it there, he began to push out with his butt muscles, making it easier for the dildo to penetrate the stubborn ring.  I added a little pressure to get it started, but I also watched his face as I looked and listened for signs that he was in distress.  I stopped when I heard him grunt. 

"Does it hurt?" 

"No!  I just felt extra pressure when it made my hole open up wider." 

"So it doesn't hurt?" 

"No, I just feel fuller, like I need to go to the toilet." 

I had to accept that he was being honest with me, but I gave him a few extra seconds to relax and adjust before I continued.  He must have realized this, because he was soon pleading with me to resume. 

"Keep going.  I'm ok.  I can do this.  I'm gonna do it." 

Since he was assuring me he was fine and urging me to insert it farther, that's exactly what I did.  However, I continued to watch and listen for any signs of distress as I guided it deeper into his chute.  I listened to his slight grunts, but they weren't enough to alarm me, and his face was contorted slightly, but it didn't appear to be anything serious. 

"Are you ok?" I asked to be sure.

"Yeah, I just feel a lot more pressure.  That's all.  It's like I have to take a huge dump." 

"So there's no pain?" 

"No pain, it just feels like you've stuffed a log up my butt.  Maybe you were right."

"Right about?"  I pressed, because I wanted to hear him admit it. 

"That I'm not ready for you to fuck me yet.  If you're bigger than this thing, then I've got to keep practicing." 

"I agree, and you'll need to get to the point where you can handle this fairly easily before I'll even consider doing anything with you." 

"Yeah, I know.  And I understand now." 

"I'm glad to hear you finally admit it." 

It took a while before I got the dildo all the way inside him, but only because I kept stopping and allowing him time to adjust after inserting it a little farther.  Once it was all the way in, I left it there until he relaxed and adapted to the increased girth. 

"Are you doing all right?" 

"Yeah, I'm ok.  It doesn't hurt, but I feel really full, like I've got to take a huge crap." 

"Ok, as long as you're not hurting.  Let's see how you react to this," I added, as I flicked on the lowest setting of the vibrator. 

"Oh, wow!  It has one of those too?" 

"Yes, this is a vibrating dildo as well." 

"Wicked.  Feeling that makes me forget about the other stuff and feeling like a clogged toilet."  He giggled after saying this. 

After letting him adjust to that for a couple more minutes, I slowly began to ease it in and out of his rectum.  He started to moan as I did it. 

"Are you in pain?  Does it hurt?"

"No, not at all.  It feels really good because it's vibrating against my prostate." 

"Ah, ok.  As long as you aren't in pain." 

"No, just keep going."

After doing that for several more minutes, I attacked his penis and scrotum.  After running my tongue over his fleshy sac, I nipped, tugged, and sucked on it too, including the delicate orbs contained within.  I also licked up the length of his boyhood, which was standing tall and proud, demanding attention.  When I reached the tip, I lowered my mouth over the head and let my lips slide down his shaft, before I began to bob up and down on it.  As I was doing that, I reached down and flipped the vibrator to the next level.  

"Ahhh," he moaned as he began thrusting his hips up and down, impaling my face with his shaft.  He had now taken charge and was setting the pace.  That only continued a short time longer before his body stiffened and he rammed his penis deep into my throat, releasing his sweet nectar. 

I drank it down as quickly as I could, as he pumped out what seemed like a quart of his boy cream.  Once I had swallowed it all, I let his penis fall from my lips and slowly removed the dildo from his bowels.  Then, I gave him as much time as he needed to recuperate. 

"I still feel stuffed, but that wasn't bad at all.  I think it was the strongest I've ever cummed too.  If we keep using this new dildo, I should be ready for you in no time." 

"We're going to take it slowly and not rush things.  You handled that better than I expected, but there's still a long way to go.  Just don't try to push things, and I'll decide when you're ready for me." 

"But won't I know when I'm ready?" 

"No, because you're willing to take extra risks to get what you want, so I'll make the decision.  Either you accept that, or we won't do it at all." 

"Ok, you're the boss then, but now let me do something to you." 

I didn't object to his suggestion and he eagerly returned the favor.  Once I had ejaculated too, I looked at the clock and noticed it was a few minutes after midnight. 

"Happy New Year, my sweet boy."

"Wow!  It is, isn't it?"

"Yes, so we just celebrated the New Year in bed." 

"I want to do this every year from now on." 

"I wonder how your parents would feel if they heard you suggest that?" 

"We won't tell them, but that's what I want to do." 

"We'll see, but now it's time to go to sleep." 

"Ok, but this was the best New Year ever." 

"I agree," I added as we kissed and then cuddled together for the night.  I had no doubt we would both sleep very well.



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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.