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            Chance of a Lifetime



by Erastes
Copyright 2017 by Erastes
Chapter 3 - Many Plans



 Shortly after Pam and the kids left the house the following morning, Brad called the realtor to make sure she was ready to show us the properties.  As soon as she confirmed everything was set, we got in his car and set out for the first location.  While we were traveling, Brad looked over at me and asked a question. 

"I take it you haven't done anything with Reid yet, because he's seemed unusually grumpy the past couple of mornings and I don't think it's due to a lack of sleep."  His comment surprised me and I felt the need to respond. 

"I didn't want to do anything with him until I was certain I was willing to go through with this.  It wasn't due to a lack of effort on Reid's part, though, because he's offered himself to me both nights.  I just didn't want to take advantage of him or get his hopes up until I was prepared to totally commit to the idea." 

"So are you close to making a decision?" Brad followed as he glanced over at me again. 

"Let me put it this way, I'm closer to giving you an answer now than I was before.  I'm sure that once I see where we might be living if I go through with this will give me a better idea of how it will work out.  Once I know that, then it should push me even closer to making up my mind.  The problem I'm having is that I'm not sure if I'll be able to say 'no' to Reid and disappoint him if I decide not to do this.  He's a great kid and I've found myself attracted to him, so I'm worried about hurting his feelings." 

"I understand, but it might help if you meet him halfway for now.  Just do something simple with him tonight, like maybe jacking him off."  Brad's comment totally shocked and surprised me.  "I'm sure that wouldn't hurt him, even if you decided not to do this, but it might help to move you in one direction or the other." 

"Oh, I'm sure of that," I croaked in reply, as I contemplated what my best friend had just suggested. 

Once we met up with the realtor and began looking at the properties, I discovered two of the four houses would suit me just fine.  Another would be acceptable, although not ideal, but I wasn't impressed with the final location. 

The first place I liked had a small in-law apartment that had been added to the rear of the house and consisted of a kitchen, dining area, living room, and bedroom.  It also had a separate exterior entrance that would allow me the freedom of entering or leaving the apartment whenever I wanted without disturbing the others.  There was another doorway that connected the apartment to the rest of the house and would permit me to interact with the family without having to go outside.  The best thing about this feature was that the door could be locked if I preferred my privacy instead. 

The second place I found acceptable had a separate, detached, guesthouse located behind the main house, and the guesthouse had a similar layout as the apartment at the first place.  The primary difference was that I wouldn't have easy access to the main house, which could be an issue in bad weather, although it would offer me greater privacy. 

The house I found merely acceptable was much like the first place, in that the apartment had been added behind the garage and extended across a portion of the rear of the house.  The biggest disadvantage was that there was no separate exterior entrance, so I'd always have to walk through the main house to enter or exit the apartment.  It was a drawback, but still doable. 

The place I didn't care for merely had a wing of the house that had been set aside for use by another relative.  It was merely a collection of rooms and didn't have it's own kitchen, so I'd have to share that facility with the rest of the family.  There was also no way I could close off the wing if I wanted privacy, although I could always shut and lock the door to the bedroom or the room I'd be using as my living room.  The problem was that with two other children in the house, I felt there would be too great a chance for the other pair to sneak around and possibly discover what Reid and I were up to. 

Once we'd looked at each of the places, Brad and I returned to his house so we could sit down and discuss things.  After I'd told him my thoughts, he merely smiled and nodded his head. 

"It's pretty much how Pam ranked the properties too, although her reasoning was slightly different.  The good thing is that you've ranked the four houses in the same order that she had, so now we'll be able to make an offer, just as soon as you've made up your mind." 

Oh, no pressure there!  I knew he was right, though, but I still had a few other questions I wanted answered first. 

"Brad, you told me that you caught Reid with an older boy, but you never shared the details.  Would you be willing to tell me more about that now?"

"Sure, but lets grab a cup of coffee first."  We went out to the kitchen and came back carrying our cups.  After we sat down and got comfortable, he started to fill me in.

"It happened over Memorial Day weekend.  There was a lot going on that day, because we were having a cookout with some of the neighbors, so Pam and I were busy getting things ready and allowed the kids to entertain themselves.  Reid took off on his bike and was riding up and down the street, something he did quite often, so we didn't think anything about it.  However, when he didn't show up when it got closer to the time we'd planned to eat, I went looking for him. 

"I don't know how familiar you are with the area, but one of the streets ends in a cul-de-sac that abuts a small nature preserve.  As I was driving around looking for Reid, I noticed his bike laying on the ground in that area and was curious about what he might be up to.  Rather than call out for him, I decided to walk into the wooded area to see if I could locate him.  It took a while, but eventually I heard some voices and quietly moved in that direction to see if one of the voices was his.  When I spotted him, he was standing across from another boy who lived in the area and had just graduated from high school.  They both had taken their shirts off and their shorts and underwear were down at their ankles." 

"What did you do?" 

"I didn't want to scar Reid's psyche by barging in and making an issue of what he was doing, so I made my way out to the road again and then started calling his name.  Before long he came out of the woods and asked what I wanted, so I merely told him to hop on his bike and head home because it was time to eat." 

"You mean that's all you did?" 

"At that point, but I pulled him aside later to discuss what I'd seen.  I also asked him to explain what he thought he was doing at the time." 

"And what did he say?" 

"He told me he knew the other boy and had run across him when he was out riding his bike.  He explained that he saw the boy walking into the woods carrying a bag, so he decided to follow him and see what he was up to.  When he caught up to the boy, he'd done it quietly enough so the other boy didn't realize he was there.  Reid told me the boy was totally absorbed in looking at some magazines, which happened to be filled with photos of naked men.  When Reid noticed this, he decided that he wanted to look at them too.

"After a few minutes of hesitation and internal debate, Reid said he finally found the courage to make his presence known and moved closer.  He said his sudden appearance momentarily startled the older boy, but once he calmed down Reid explained that he was gay too and would like to join him.  The boy agreed, and after they'd looked at the magazines for a while, the other boy asked Reid if he'd prefer to see the real thing, rather than just some photos.  When Reid agreed that he would, they both started to undress and that's when I spotted them.  I'm not sure how much further they might have gone if I hadn't called out to him, but I was concerned enough to have a serious discussion with Reid."  

"Did you find out if they touched each other or did anything like that?" 

"Reid informed me that they didn't get that far, but it might have happened if I hadn't showed up."

"So how did my name come up in all of this?" 

"After Reid admitted to me that he was gay, he said he preferred older guys, so I asked him how much older.  That's when he told me around my age or maybe even a little older.  When I learned this, I decided to ask him about a few specific guys he knew who were around my age or slightly older to see how he reacted.  I threw out the names of a few of our neighbors and some guys from work that Reid had met before, and then I mentioned your name.  Reid's eyes immediately lit up at that point and he said that you were the hottest one of all."  Brad chuckled after admitting this and began shaking his head.  "That's actually what convinced me that you might be the answer to my newly discovered problem." 

"He really said that?" I followed, and Brad nodded in agreement.  "Well, at least Reid has good taste."  I thought Brad was about to spit out the sip of coffee he'd just taken. 

"You're not too conceited, I see," he mumbled after swallowing and regaining his composure.  "I will admit, though, that I'm glad he chose you rather than one of the others, since I doubt that any of them are gay."

After Brad and I finished this conversation, I was nearly ready to make up my mind, but I decided to sleep on it for one more night first and then give him my answer the following day.  If I chose to do this, it would leave the rest of Saturday and all day Sunday to spend with Reid, because I wasn't scheduled to fly home until Monday. 

Brad took me out for lunch afterward and spent a great deal of time telling me about some of the things he would like to do to the places we had ranked first and second on our list.  Most of the changes were merely cosmetic, like painting or papering a room, or possibly adding a fancier fixture here or there, but nothing too elaborate.  However, this discussion was putting a little more pressure on me to make up my mind, since it all hinged on my agreeing to his proposal. 

I couldn't think about much of anything else for the rest of the day, at least until Pam and the kids arrived home, and then I mentally pushed everything else aside.  I did this because I didn't want anyone to think I was preoccupied or that something was amiss, so I tried to act as normal as possible.  Later, Brad, Pam, and I would sit down to discuss this further, once the kids were in bed. 

Pam ended up talking Brad into taking us all out to dinner that evening, saying she'd had a really rough day at work and was too tired to fix anything.  Once this was decided, I offered to pick up the tab because I felt it was the least I could do to repay them for housing me and doing so much on my behalf while I was there. 

When we returned home later, we played a couple of games with the kids first, before Pam took Evan and Ashley upstairs to get them ready for bed.  As soon as they disappeared, Reid asked when I would be going to bed, so I explained that his mother, father, and I had some things to go over first, before I would be heading upstairs.  He wasn't happy about this, but realized he'd have little success changing our plans, so he left to take his shower as soon as Pam came downstairs again. 

It turned out that it didn't take very long to discuss the situation, seeing we were already pretty much in agreement about most issues, so I decided to turn in early.  I did this so I'd be rested for the weekend, after Brad and Pam announced that we'd be taking the kids out and doing some things with them the following day. 

When I reached the bedroom, I discovered Reid sprawled out on the mattress, laying on his belly, completely naked.  "Wow, you got here a lot sooner than I thought you would!" he exclaimed as he looked up me.  He then hopped off the bed and seductively thrust his hips in my direction, as he prepared to speak again.  "Do you think we can do something now?" 

I immediately recalled what Brad had said earlier, that it wouldn't do any harm if I were to masturbate Reid if I wanted, while also indicating that he was convinced it was what Reid wanted too.  I had to agree with him and it was very tempting looking at that marvelous piece of teen flesh, so I quickly made up my mind. 

"Ok, I'll masturbate you, but that's all," I confirmed, which caused Reid to tilt his head slightly to one side and look at me confused. 

"Does that mean you're going to jerk me off?" he quipped, not understanding the terminology I'd used.

"Yes, that's what I mean.  I've decided to do this for you because I was feeling badly that you've gone so long without any relief.  I assume you probably masturbate once or twice a day, which made me feel even worse." 

"Yep, I do, but I knew you'd give in if I didn't do it for awhile," he replied with a giggle. 

"Oh you did, did you, you little weasel," I teased, as I reached out and began to tickle him.  As I manipulated my fingers over his flesh, he began to laugh hysterically and lost his balance, falling backward and landing on the mattress.  I didn't let up, though, and it caused him to squirm about, squealing for relief. 

"Stop!  Please!  Quit tickling me or I'm going to pee all over the bed.  I'm not fooling either," he announced in between giggles. 

Since I didn't want to sleep on a damp mattress, I eased up and wrapped my arms around his midsection instead, so I could lift him off the bed.  Then, I quickly sat down and flipped him over my knee, making him think I was going to spank his bare ass. 

"I believe someone needs to be punished for playing tricks on me to get his way," I announced as I gave his butt a couple of playful whacks.  Reid, however, howled as if I were actually punishing him. 

"You'd better stop that and keep the noise down," I warned, since I didn't want anyone to come charging into the room to see what was going on.  "We certainly don't need your family racing in here to find out what you're wailing about." 

"Oh, right," he agreed as he thought about that happening and others seeing him without anything on.  "That would be kinda embarrassing." 

"You're right about that, but it would be your BARE ASS they'd be seeing, along with other parts," I joked as he stood up.  I did this to let him know it would affect him more than me. 

"Ok, so let's get started," he urged, as he flopped down on the bed beside me, offering up his body. 

"You go empty your bladder first, and then I'll brush my teeth.  When I've finished doing that, then I'll do it for you," I countered. 

Reid quickly slipped into his briefs and raced down the hall, as I grabbed the things I'd need.  When he returned, he had another question for me. 

"You're not going to take a shower, are you?" he whined, since he thought that would take too long. 

"No, I'll shower in the morning.  I just want to brush my teeth and use the toilet, so I'll be back in a few minutes." 

"Ok, but do it as fast as you can, because I really need this bad!"  He groaned to emphasize the point. 

"Don't worry.  I won't take long," I assured him as I exited the room. 

When I returned a few minutes later, I made sure to lock the door behind me before I walked over to the bed.  A huge grin spread across Reid's face as I approached, since he was convinced he was finally going to get his way.  He was also beginning to chub up and I hadn't even touched him yet, which only proved how excited he was. 

Once I sat down on the mattress beside him, I rubbed my hand over his scrotum a few times, causing him to moan softly, before I finally wrapped my fingers around his shaft.  His entire body shuddered in response as I slowly began to jerk him off, and he began to coo in appreciation.  His torso also went limp as he completely surrendered his body to me and focused entirely upon what I was doing to him.  While I pumped his penis in the usual fashion, he began to moan even more, but I noticed he had also closed his eyes.  There was an angelic, peaceful expression covering his face as he reveled in the sensations that were rippling throughout his frame. 

Knowing he was young and horny, I figured he wouldn't last very long, especially since he hadn't done this for a couple of days.  A few minutes later, I noticed his body was visibly beginning to stiffen, just before he arched his back and lifted his butt off the mattress.  He was grunting with relief as the first volley of his boy cream erupted from the tip and flew through the air.  It was apparent that he'd been telling the truth about not having masturbated for awhile, because he produced much more semen than I would have expected.  Not only that, but the tremendous force behind each blast appeared to be another indicator of his self imposed abstinence from this simple pleasure.  His ejaculate sailed a long way before landing on his body, and in short order there were several puddles of mostly clear liquid coating his chest and abdomen, completing the impressive show. 

As soon as the last of his juices had oozed from his dickhead, I licked my fingers to taste what remained and discovered it to be delightful and quite tasty.   I also gave him as much time as he needed to return to earth from his orgasmic high, and when he finally opened his eyes, I grabbed the cum rag from its hiding place and tossed it to him.  A look of total shock came over his face. 

"How did you know where I kept that?" he demanded, as he looked up at me in awe. 

"I think every boy has one stuffed somewhere in his room, and I accidentally discovered yours earlier.  Don't worry, I'm not going to spill the beans or give your little secret away." 

He audibly exhaled after I said this, before he started to wipe up the mess he'd recently created.  He was still cleaning up when he spoke again. 

"That was really wicked," he hissed, sounding almost out of breath.  "It always feels good, but it never felt that good before." 

"I'll agree that it usually seems better when you have a helping hand."  He merely looked up at me and grinned at my choice of words. 

"So does this mean you're going to move here and do stuff with me all the time now?"  It was obvious he'd concluded that I must have made up my mind. 

"I'm not sure yet and think I should sleep on it at least one more night."  Hearing my response caused his smile to dim slightly. 

"Then I'm sleeping in here with you!" he announced defiantly.  "I'm going to prove to you that you should stay here and do this for me every night." 

I wasn't sure what he had in mind to convince me, but the look on his face told me there would be no use in trying to argue the point with him.  Instead, I stripped down to my underwear, turned off the light, and got into bed beside him.  As soon as my head hit the pillow, Reid started kissing my face as he attempted to locate my lips in the dark.  As soon as he found them, he began to make out with me, much to my surprise. 

"Hey!  How the heck do you know about kissing like that?" I challenged, since I thought he was new to all of this. 

"I've seen my mom and dad doing it before, and I've watched some of the older guys and girls doin' it around school and on the bus."  I guess that explained it sufficiently, seeing he hadn't developed any real technique yet. 

"Ok, let's get some sleep then.  I just hope no one comes looking for you before morning."

"It won't matter, because Mom and Dad already know we might be doing stuff with each other."

"But Evan doesn't know that, and he expects you to be sleeping with him while I'm here."

"Oh, yeah.  I kinda forgot about that.  I'll make sure to sneak over to his room and get in bed with him before morning.  If he wakes up while I'm doin' it, I'll tell him I just got up to pee." 

"Ok, that should work, so let's get some rest."  He immediately began to settle in next to me, but then he suddenly spoke again. 

"You smell really good."

"You're probably smelling the cologne I put on earlier." 

"It's nice.  What's kind is it?"

"It's called 'Polo'.  It was a gift one of my students gave me on my last day teaching.  I hadn't used it before and just happened to grab it off the dresser when I was packing to come here." 

"I didn't know you were a teacher." 

"Yes, I was for a couple of years, but I quit to focus on my writing." 

"What did you teach?"

"English."

"Oh, because of your writing." 

"Something like that."  Now that he was satisfied, Reid snuggled up against me, got comfortable, and eventually fell asleep. 

I have to admit that I truly enjoyed snuggling with the little shit, but he was gone when I woke up the next morning and I never even realized that he left.  With any luck, Evan had been just as oblivious about his brother's tardy arrival and wouldn't say anything that might rouse suspicions. 

We all ate breakfast together that morning and Brad kept looking between Reid and me.  I think he must have figured out that I'd done something with his son, because Reid was smiling and very bubbly this morning, as compared to what Brad had told me about him the previous two mornings.  I had a feeling that once we were alone Brad might ask me about what I'd finally done with his son. 

After we finished our meal, Brad and Pam asked the kids what they thought about going to the park.  They told the younger pair that they would be able to spend some time on the playground equipment first, and then we would all go for a walk on one of the hiking trails.  I assumed they had intentionally not mentioned Reid's name when they talked about the playground equipment, so he wouldn't be grouped in with the younger children, at least not while I was there.  I thought it was a nice touch on their part. 

The kids were eager to agree with this suggestion, and Reid whispered in my ear that we could take a walk by ourselves while his parents watched the other two.  I didn't have a problem with that and quickly nodded my head to show I approved.

The park was fairly large and in a nice area, so there weren't any immediate concerns about us wandering away from the group.  Even before we'd left the house, I'd specifically mentioned to Brad that I felt Reid might try to use this opportunity to spend some time alone with me.  I'd mentioned it to him while Reid was upstairs changing out of his pajamas and getting ready, since I was already dressed.  I'd slept in my underwear and had dressed after taking my shower and before heading downstairs to join the others, so it gave me a chance to speak with Brad about this without Reid being there. 

After we arrived at the park, Evan and Ashley went to spend time on the swings and Reid grabbed my hand and basically dragged me away from the others.  I think Brad saw him doing this, but I believe Pam was too focused on the other pair at the time.  Since Reid wasn't giving me much of a choice, I followed him wherever he wanted to go, but he didn't say a word to me until we were well away from the others. 

"So are you going to stay here with me now?" he wanted to know, getting right to the point.  He almost appeared to be holding his breath while awaiting my answer. 

"I've thought about this a lot and made up my mind..." I replied, but he cut me off before I could finish.  

"Does that mean you're going to stay here and do stuff with me or not," he demanded, since I hadn't given him a definite yes or no. 

"Geez, I thought I did stuff with you last night," I quipped, which seemed to frustrate him even more. 

"Will you just tell me if you're going to stay here and do more stuff with me then?" he whined, losing what little patience he had left. 

"Yes, I've decided to move here eventually, but I'll have to go back and take care of a few matters first," I confirmed, much to his simultaneous relief and dismay.  "I also feel it would be best if I waited to move here until after your parents are able to get a slightly larger place so there will be plenty of room for all of us.  It will also take some time for me to pack up my belongings and get ready to move, but I promise to do it as quickly as I can." 

"So how long is that going to take?" he nearly screamed, since he wanted a definite answer. 

"I'm not sure, because part of it will depend on how quickly your parents are able to close on a new house."  He sighed audibly in frustration. 

"So you can't just tell me how long it will take before you come back?"  He was shaking his head in disbelief. 

"Maybe later this summer or early fall.  I'm afraid it will take some time before your parents are able to close on a new house and move, and then they're going have to get your current house ready to put on the market.  They'll need to sell it as fast as they can, because I'm sure they don't want to be paying on two mortgages." 

"Do you have to sell your house too?" he followed, as he tried to figure this out on his own. 

"No, because I'm only renting and merely have to give my landlord sufficient notice first.  I'll do that as soon as your father informs me that the offer has been accepted on the new place and lets me know how soon he expects the deal to close."

I was positive that I hadn't answered Reid's question to his satisfaction, but it was the best I could do.  For now, however, he'd have to be happy knowing I'd be moving there eventually.  Besides, I wanted him to be a little older before we got involved in some of the other things I was convinced he'd want to try.  He had only turned thirteen in June, and I had some concerns, most of which had to do with his age.

Once we'd joined up with his parents again, Reid made a comment to his father.  "Dad, did you know that Uncle Quinn writes science fiction stories?" 

"Yes, I'm aware of that fact, although I'm not sure if his books are out yet.  Are they?"

"The first one came out a little more than a year ago and has been doing quite well.  I've received some favorable reviews on it, and the next one should be hitting the stores in a couple more months." 

"You should make them into a movie," Reid told his dad, and Brad froze in place as he looked at his son. 

"You know, you might be right about that," he agreed after a slight delay.  "Your Uncle Quinn and I did something similar to that in high school and college when we submitted projects to various competitions.  It worked out pretty well for us too, since he wrote stories and I wrote screenplays on the same material, so this should probably work out just as well.  Turning his books into screenplays would give me something to pitch to the studio, and if they like the idea it would earn both of us some extra money." 

"That would be great, Dad, so you should do it." 

I knew this meant Brad and I had even more to talk about before I returned home. 





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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.