Date: Thu, 18 Apr 2013 01:25:52 -0400 (EDT)
From: ErastesTouch@aol.com
Subject: Different Points of View, chapter 31

Different Points of View - by Erastes
Copyright 2012 by Erastes
Chapter 31 – The Light at the End of the Tunnel.

 I couldn't believe how easily my life was beginning to take on a semblance of
normalcy again.  Not only did I have Jared, Josh and Sherry back in my life, even
though the situation with Josh still presented a few difficulties, but I also had
Darren as well.  If that wasn't enough, I had gained a constant companion in
Boo-Boo, who seemed to immediately recognize me and appeared very content
being back at the house, where he had more room to run around.  Although Boo-
Boo had created a few problems when Sherry had left him unsupervised, he
remained very calm and content at my place, but that may be due to the fact that
he was never left alone for very long.

During this same period, Darren and I spent our time diligently working on the
picture books and my original publisher loved what we'd accomplished so far.
For the story on bullying, Darren and I discussed what we thought would work
best to get the concept across.  Since these books were geared toward young
children, and decided to use cats in the illustrations.  And not just house cats
either – we wanted to use the entire family of cats, so this is how we decided to
do it.

First, we were going to have the largest cats, the lions and tigers, bully and push
around the cats that were smaller than they were.  This would include the
leopards, cheetahs, ocelots and jaguars, and even though these smaller cats
were outsized and found it difficult to physically defend themselves, they found
another means to get even with their tormentors, at least among themselves.
The smaller cats got a certain amount of satisfaction out of making jokes about
the lions and tigers being big, stupid, fat and lazy, which seemed to make them
feel a little better about their current situation.

The lions and tigers weren't the only bullies, however, because the cheetahs and
jaguars would go out of their way to taunt the leopards, ocelots, cougars and
bobcats.  The cheetahs and jaguars would tease the other cats about being slow
and made fun of them for losing every race.  This allowed the cheetahs and
jaguars to feel slightly better about their own situation, because they could now
make the other cats feel as badly about themselves, as the lions and tigers were
making them feel.

The bullying didn't stop there though.  All of the bigger cats I've mentioned so far
would also gang up on the housecats and push them around.  The larger cats not
only tormented the housecats because they were much smaller, but they would
also taunt them by saying they were spoiled and so dependent on humans that
they couldn't fend for themselves, even if their lives depended on it

Then there were the poor ligers, a cross between a lion and a tiger, and they
weren't immune to this shoddy treatment either.  The ligers were teased and
harassed by the lions, because they were part tiger, and none of the lions wanted
anything to do with them.  The lions made fun of how the ligers' looked and
called them half-breeds, so the ligers thought it would be better if they hung
around the tigers instead.   That didn't work out as they'd hoped though, because
the tigers made fun of them for being part lion.  The tigers also made fun of how
the ligers looked and called them half-breeds as well.  Even though the ligers
were part lion and part tiger, they didn't fit into either world and both sides took
great pleasure in making them feel miserable about themselves.

There were also the poor panthers, or as others of their kind derogatorily referred
to them, the 'black panthers.'  The panthers were born as either a leopard or
jaguar but had entirely black fur, instead of the normal spotted coat that the
others of their species bore.  Using this accidental quirk of birth, which resulted in
them looking different from their peers, the other members of their kind
relentlessly tormented them.  They not only teased them about their ugly
appearance, but they also excluded the panthers from taking part in nearly all
group activities.

What we were attempting to do in these situations was to show the children that
it seemed as if all of the cats were willing to bully and tease the weaker and
smaller members of their kind, as well as those who were in someway different
from them.  None of the cats doing the bullying seemed to care if their actions
were leaving the other cats out of things or making them feel badly, because it
somehow made them feel better about themselves and gave them a feeling of
superiority over at least a small group of others.  We hoped the children reading
our book would draw their own correlation between what the cats were doing and
how the children treated others.

For the empathy picture book, we decided to use primates to illustrate the story,
since we felt those animals were not only intriguing to children, but they were
also very similar to humans in many ways.  By using primates as our characters,
we felt we could both illustrate the trait of empathy, while also facilitating the
readers into transposing what was happening in the story to a human point of
view.

First, we started with a monkey that had been involved in a very bad accident in
which it broke its arm, and even though its arm had healed, it hadn't mended
properly.  For that reason, this poor monkey was having difficulty swinging
through the trees and couldn't do it as effortlessly or quickly as his peers.  Due to
this fact, the others took great pleasure in mocking his awkward movements and
happily left him struggling to keep up, whenever he attempted to go out with the
group.

Then, we used an orangutan that wasn't mentally as sharp or agile as the other
orangutans.  Some of his peers would tease him about being dumb and then go
out of their way to prevent him from joining in on whatever they were doing at the
time.  A few of the orangutans would go to the other extreme and treat him like a
baby and attempt to do everything for him, while acting as if he couldn't do
anything for himself.  The orangutan in question would get very upset whenever
this happened and verbally lash out at those doing this, although he tried not to
completely offend them.  He would tell them that he appreciated their help when
he asked for it, but he would only do that when he was totally stumped.  At the
same time, he would insist that he wasn't stupid and could do most things for
himself, even if it sometimes took him a little longer to figure things out.

The next character was a baboon that had been badly burned in a fire when it
was younger.  Even though the baboon had survived this ordeal, the incident had
left it badly scarred.  Large portions of its body were covered in scar tissue,
where the fur was unable to grow back, and these unsightly patches on its body
caused many of the other baboons to stare at him.  They would also tease him
about how ugly those areas made him appear, but their repulsion also caused
them to shy away from him completely.

Finally, we used a gorilla that had a couple of birth defects, which made him
different from everyone else.  When he was born, his skull was sunken in on the
right side and left him with no eye socket, but he also had a twisted and badly
deformed right foot, which made it difficult for him to move about.  The other
gorillas not only liked to point out these problems and make hurtful remarks, but
none of them ever wanted to play with him either.

The final couple of pages asked the children to think about how they would feel if
they had one of these problems and how they might have reacted if they had
been treated the same way as the characters in the story.  Then we asked the
children to always put themselves in the other persons place and think about how
they might feel, before they made any comments or refused to have anything to
do with another child.  We also reminded the readers that a minor quirk of birth or
an unavoidable accident might have easily placed them in a similar situation.

The publisher loved both the storyline and the illustrations for each of these
stories and rushed them into print.  Once they were available, these books
became an instant hit with librarians, teachers and parents, as well as the
children, so they sold very quickly.  This meant that Darren and I not only profited
from our initial contract, but we also began receiving additional royalties when
sales surpassed predetermined criteria.  In the end, this was not only a very
lucrative collaboration for us, which allowed Darren to save up to return to
college, but it also gave him something substantial to add to his future resume.

Due to our success, Darren was not only feeling better about himself and his
future job prospects, but it also improved his confidence and the way he
presented himself to others.  He was doing well at work, getting along terrifically
with his girlfriend and was growing closer to Sherry and the boys, who were
frequent visitors to the house.  In fact, Darren was looking out for the boys and
would sometimes go up and get Josh so he could join us, whenever Jared was
with me.  Darren would do this because he understood how Josh must be feeling
about being left out, since he wasn't allowed to come down without another adult
being present.  Since Darren understood he could fill that role for Josh, we were
able to include Josh in many of our activities.  Sherry also got along very well
with Darren and was thrilled that he was willing to go out of his way to do these
things for her younger son.

Since the boys were going to be spending time with us again, I decided to have
Darren help me select some other things to keep them occupied while they were
here, especially once the weather began to turn colder.

"Darren, I'm thinking about buying a game system for the house, so you and the
boys will have something else to do, besides watch TV, movies or just hang out,"
I advised him.  "Do you have a recommendation for which one you think would
be best?"

"One of my former roommates had a PlayStation 2 and another had an Xbox," he
began.  "I didn't really care for the controller the Xbox used though and thought
the PS2 had better games.  I had another friend that had a Wii and that was a lot
of fun too.  It's a tough call, but I think Josh and Jared would be happy with any
of them."

I thanked Darren for his help and planned to pick something up the next time I
was out.  When the time came, I ended up buying both a PS2 and a Wii system
for the house and had Darren help me select a few extra game cartridges to go
with them.

As soon as the boys saw what I had purchased, they eagerly thanked me and
exclaimed how happy they were with these new toys, as well as the additional
games we had purchased to go along with them.  The boys seemed thrilled that
they now had something else they could use to entertain themselves while they
were here and enthusiastically began to challenge each other, but they also
dragged me into these contests as well.  Even though Jared enjoyed doing this,
he was quick to let me know that there were some other games he was even
more eager to try and became much more aggressive in his sexual demands.  It
seemed as if he was continually hinting that he was ready to move to the next
level, although I was more tentative in my approach.

Whenever we were alone, Jared would do his best to convince me that it was
time for me to make love to him.  When he did this, I would remind him about
what his mother had told him on his birthday, that she wanted me to love him, but
it didn't mean I had to make love to him.  In response, he insisted that since he
was now old enough to be able to choose to be with me, then he should also be
old enough to decide WHEN and IF he wanted to make love as well.  I told him I
needed to give this some more thought first, before I'd give him my answer.

On the Saturday before school started, Sherry called and asked if I wanted to go
with them when they did their back-to-school shopping, like we had done the
previous year.  Although I really wanted to join them, I told her I didn't think it was
a very good idea.  I explained that since all of the stores would be full of children
and their parents, I was worried that if someone recognized me and create a
scene about me being there as well, especially with so many children around and
knowing about my restrictions.  Sherry didn't totally agree with my logic, but she
understood my dilemma and didn't force the issue.

I did, however, ask her to stop by before they left, so I could give her some
money, since I still wanted to help buy things for the boys, like I'd done before.
She tried to politely refuse my offer, seeing I wasn't going with them this time, but
I insisted that she let me do this.  Eventually, she relented and took my money,
but she also made me promise that I would come up to their house after they got
back, so I could see what the boys had purchased.  She said she'd call once they
returned and were ready for me to join them, so I agreed to her stipulation.

While they were gone, I couldn't help but think about the fun we'd had the
previous year on our back to school shopping trip, so I felt sad, because I was
missing out on a very important experience.  I still believed, however, that I'd
made the correct choice by opting to avoid this situation and any potential
problems it might create.  I chose to ensure my continued freedom, rather than to
enjoy a few fleeting hours going from store to store with them.  Although I might
have been able to get away with blending in as a family, the potential fallout from
being recognized was just too great to ignore.  If anyone realized that Jared had
been the allegedly abused minor and then saw him with his supposed abuser,
then I think the proverbial crap would have hit the fan.  We would have stood out
like a sore thumb and been the target of their abuse, so for that reason I think I'd
made an appropriate decision.

Sherry didn't end up phoning me until after dinner, and when I went up to their
house, I noticed there was another car parked out in front.  I thought it was a bit
odd, since I'd never noticed anything like that before, but then I figured it was
possible that someone had had car problems and temporarily abandoned their
vehicle there.  Since I didn't think I would have been invited if there were a
problem, I went up to their door and knocked.  Jared answered it almost
immediately and invited me inside, but as soon as I passed through the doorway,
I noticed there were several others sitting in the living room.  Instinctively, my
body stiffened and I felt the hairs on the back of my neck begin to rise, as I
looked around to see if I recognized any of these people.

It didn't take very long before I realized that I did know everyone present,
because it was Dean's mother, along with Austin and Steve's fathers.  This
caused me to suddenly wonder what this was about and if I'd been set up.

"Don't worry, this isn't an ambush," Austin's father stated, as soon as he noticed
the look on my face.

"No, please don't think that," Dean's mother added.  "We'd told Sherry before that
we wanted to let you know that there were no hard feelings with any of us or our
sons.  We just wanted to let you know that we trust you as much now, as we did
when you invited our sons to Jared's birthday party and took them camping."

"Please believe that," Steve's father continued.  "We all talked to our sons when
we saw your picture in the paper and they each assured us that you'd never tried
anything with them and had always treated them very well.  They enjoyed the
time they spent with you, including at your house and in your pool, so they
wanted us to let you know that we're still fine with the idea of them being around
you."

I was temporarily speechless, because this wasn't the reaction that had leapt into
my mind when I first saw each of them here.  Yes, I should have known that
Sherry wouldn't have set me up to be raked over the coals, since that would have
hurt her son as well, but I wasn't ready for these people to be so supportive.
After a few seconds of remaining totally dumbfounded and speechless, I
swallowed hard and began to respond.

"I appreciate your continued faith in me and want to assure you that it means a
great deal," I stated, "but there are other factors at play here, which are no longer
in my control.  Since I now have to register as a sex offender, I am not permitted
to be around anyone below the age of 16, unless there is another adult around to
supervise the activity.  Other than that, it's nice to know that I still enjoy your trust
and friendship."

"Just so you know, Austin made me promise to inform you that he is 16 now, so
your restriction doesn't apply to him," his father explained.

"And Steve will be turning 16 in two weeks, shortly after school begins, so it won't
be a problem with him for much longer either," Steve's father quickly followed.

"Sherry has told me that she's taken Josh down to your place so he can spend
time with you, but she's also advised me that you have another young man who
is temporarily residing with you," Dean's mother began.  "If you wouldn't mind, I'd
be willing to give Dean permission to spend time at your place as well, if either
Sherry or that young man is there, so you won't get into trouble."

"I appreciate everything you've said and I want you to know that you're also
welcome to join us, anytime your sons are at my place," I responded.  "I want you
to know my house is open and I have nothing to hide from any of you.  I'd be
happy to have your sons visit, if that is what they wish to do, but I don't want you
forcing them into doing this, just to prove a point."

"That definitely isn't the case here," Austin's dad countered.  "The boys are the
ones who have been putting pressure on us to come speak with you and they
were the ones that worked this out with Jared, so his mom could arrange this
meeting for us."

"And we all came together, in one car, so we wouldn't scare you off, but still be
able to show our support," Dean's mother stated, to clarify the point even further.

"Please don't be afraid to ask our sons to join you in the future," Steve's father
added.  "I think each of the boys felt they'd lost something very special, once the
witch hunt began, because that's exactly what each of us, our spouses and our
sons all believe it was."

I was choked up from this show of support, and even though it had taken a
couple of minutes for this all to sink in, I finally regained my focus.  I eagerly
shook their hands and thanked them again for their support before they left.

Once the other adults had gone, Josh and Jared were eager to show me the
things they'd purchased and Sherry even tried to give me back some money.  I
just shrugged it off and told her to keep the extra cash, since I had given her
what I was willing to spend on her sons this year.  After that, we all sat around
and chatted for a while, before Jared talked his mother into letting him spend the
night with me.

"See, not everyone thinks you're bad," Jared pointed out, once we were in the
Tahoe.  "Josh and my friends really like you too and they were all really upset
when they learned what had happened.  That's why they wanted us to let you
know they still want to spend time with you."

"Wow!  I don't know what to say and I really wasn't expecting anything like this to
happen," I responded.  "It is nice to know that not everyone thinks I'm an evil
person and they don't feel they have to hide their children when I'm around."

"They don't and they were all kind of hoping we could spend time with you now
and that we could all go out for my birthday and camping again next summer," he
explained.  "I think they're also hoping they might be able to come up and go
swimming at your house again, before you close the pool down for the winter."

"Maybe we'll be able to do that, since it's still quite warm out," I offered, as we
were heading into the house.  "I might just wait a few extra weeks before I drain
the pool, but you'll have to warn everyone that it would probably be best if there
wasn't any more skinny-dipping.  That's all I'd need, is for someone to see a
bunch of naked boys running around outside my place."

Jared laughed, but I think he got the message.

When we went to bed later, Jared began to pressure me again about making
love to him.  He said he was ready to try it, but I wasn't convinced it was
something we should be doing yet.  Since he was bringing this topic up more
often and becoming more insistent about it, I finally agreed to a slight
concession.

"I'll tell you what," I began.  "I'll go to the adult store and buy a few dildos in
various sizes, so we can break you in gradually.  Would that be all right with
you?"

"I'd rather have you in me, but if doing this means we'll get to do it sooner," he
answered, "then I'm all for it."

Seeing he was willing to go along with my concession, I would need to go
purchase the required items.  The thing was, I didn't want to do it locally.  That's
all I would need is for someone to recognize me and see me selecting dildos in
various sizes, because they'd probably have the cops at my front door before I
got home.  Instead, I'd make the long drive to one of the larger cities and go to an
adult store there.  In fact, I had one in mind already, because I had done
business there before.

Even though I wouldn't be having intercourse with him, I did agree that we could
suck each other off.  Surprisingly, he no longer wanted to do this to each other at
the same time, in a sixty-nine position, and stated that he wanted us to take our
time and pay more attention to other parts of the body too.  I'm not certain, but I
think he suggested this so I would be able take the time to rim him as well.  Jared
seemed to have taken a particular liking for that particular activity and I think that
once I had started to do it with him, I believe it became the catalyst for him
wanting me to have intercourse with him as well.

When the day came that the boys were going to be starting school again, I had
warned them that I didn't think it would be wise for me to wait outside this year,
but they could look for me in the living room window and I'd wave at them when
they went by.  That's exactly what they did and I energetically waved as they
went by and saw them coyly waving back, before the bus drove out of sight.

The weekend after Steve turned 16, Jared had me invite Steve, Austin and him
to the house for a swim.  Sherry also brought Josh and Dean down to join us,
since the two youngest boys didn't want to be left out, and we spent most of the
day playing volleyball and just horsing around in the water.  I was pleased that all
the boys kept their swimsuits on, but then again I imagined that was because
they didn't want to show their budding manhood off in front of Sherry.  Anyway,
we all had such a great time that they all began to pester me to let them do this
again the following weekend.  Once I agreed, each of them gave me a
tremendous hug before he left, but the boys also mentioned that they had missed
me and were really glad that I was back.

Once the others left, Jared convinced his mother to let him stay behind, but just
so we could talk in private.  He already knew he couldn't spend the night, since
he had classes the next day, so once he agreed that he would return home within
the hour, his mother gave in to his request.  As soon as his mom and brother
were gone, Jared got right to the point.

"Did you get that stuff yet?" he demanded.

"Actually, I did," I confirmed.  "I went out Thursday, while you were at school.  It's
not that I thought there would be any youngsters where I was heading to
purchase these things, but I wanted to stop at some other stores too and even
take a little time to eat somewhere nice, since I haven't been able to do that for
quite a while either."

"Ok, great!" Jared exclaimed.  "Can we go upstairs and try them out now?"

"I suppose we can, although it means we'll only be getting you prepared using
the sex aids.  I'm not going to do anything more with you tonight."

"I know, but I still think I can do it with you without using all of this other stuff," he
challenged.

"Maybe and maybe not, but this way we'll know for sure," I countered.

After making certain the doors were locked, Jared followed me up to my bedroom
and I showed him what I'd purchased.  There were four dildos in total, all in
different sizes, with the first one being slightly smaller than his penis was.  The
second one was approximately the same size as his penis, the next one was
slightly larger and the last one was about the same size as my penis.  I felt that if
he could handle the largest dildo, then he'd be ready for me, but we'd slowly
work him up to that point.

While he was taking off his clothes, I laid the smallest dildo on the bed and then
placed a towel on top of my bedding for Jared to lie on.  When he was in position
on the towel, I lubed up my fingers and slowly began to work the first one into his
butthole.  As is typical with a novice, his anal ring clamped down on my finger
and tried to force it back out, but once he began to relax, the finger slid in and out
quite easily.  As I was doing this, I also twisted the finger around in his hot tunnel,
as I slowly finger fucked him.  When I felt convinced he was comfortable with
that, I added a second finger and repeated the process.

When I looked up at this face, to see how he was doing, Jared seemed to be
enjoying the experience.  I could tell, because he had a contented half-smile on
his lips, his eyelids were half closed and his head was lolling from side to side, as
if he were enjoying a slight buzz.  This buzz, however, was a sexual high and not
one produced by drugs or alcohol.

After we had done this for a brief time, I added a third finger to the mix and
repeated the process.  When I realized that Jared was able to handle this as well,
I reached for the dildo, added some lube to it and then lined it up with his back
entrance.

"Jared, this won't yield as much as my fingers did, while I was working them in
you, so you may have to push out a little, like you are taking a crap, as I guide it
into you," I urged.

Jared did as I'd instructed and the dildo popped fairly easily past his anal ring.  I
noticed that Jared winced a little when this first happened, but it was only a mild
reaction, so I wasn't sure if he'd felt a little pain or if he was merely surprised by
the difference in how it felt.

"Are you alright?" I asked, to see how he was doing.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he agreed.  "I was just surprised because that felt different than
your fingers had."

Jared then went on to confirm that he hadn't realized the head on the dildo was
going to feel slightly thicker than the shaft, so he was surprised when his anal
ring snapped down on it, once the bulbous head had entered.

As long as he was fine with this, I slowly pushed the dildo all the way in, before
pulling it most of the way out again, and I did this multiple times to prepare him.
Every now and then, I would pull it out completely, before reinserting it, and the
first time I did this, Jared immediately began to protest that he wasn't ready to
stop.  He quickly ended his complaining when he realized I was pushing it back
in, and after doing this for ten minutes or so, I felt Jared was ready to try to the
next larger dildo, which was the size of his penis.

This time it would be like he was doing it with a friend his own age, which meant
it would be like Austin or Steve was fucking him, because their penises were all
fairly similar in size.  I still wasn't sure if either of the other pair was gay, straight
or maybe bi, so I didn't know if Jared might actually get a chance to do
something like this with them, but this would prepare him for it, if it were to
happen.  Anyway, I lubed up that dildo and placed it at his rectum, before I told
him he might have to push out a little harder this time, seeing this dildo was
slightly larger.

Jared actually yelped a little this time, when the head of the dildo popped past his
anal ring, so I stopped and asked him if he was ok.  He said he was, but had
been surprised by how much larger it felt and how it stretched him more than the
other one had.  I told him that was typical reaction for a novice and then I asked
him if he wanted to stop.  He refused and insisted that we keep going, so I slid it
in and out of him several times, before I withdrew it completely again.  After
adding a little more lube to the dildo, I inserted it again, but this time he didn't
react when it entered, so we did that a few more times, before I stopped.

"Do the next one now," Jared urged.

"No, that's enough for tonight," I told him.  "We'll do this again, the next time
you're down here, and maybe then we'll get to the next larger one as well, but
that will depend on how well you handle these again."

Jared wasn't happy that we were going to quit for now, but he stopped
complaining when I began to suck him off and used my finger to massage his
prostate.  Once he ejaculated, he insisted on returning the favor, so after he had
sucked me off too, he got dressed and left for home.  I always hate to see him go
and each time it happens it seems slightly more difficult for me to watch him head
toward his house, even though I knew he'd be coming back eventually.

Unexpectedly, Jared called on Tuesday to advise me that Austin and Steve were
anxious to come to my house again, so they could swim this weekend.  They
also wanted to know if they could come on Saturday and then stay overnight, so
they could swim with us both days.  They knew that Josh, Dean and Sherry
would be joining us on Sunday, but Steve and Austin said they were hoping they
could spend the extra day with us too.  When I hesitated about allowing the other
pair to stay overnight, Jared quickly reminded me that they were both 16 now
and their parents were fine with the idea, so I relented, yet again.  Damn, I
sometimes wonder why I continue to let Jared talk me into doing these things,
especially after how the situation had worked out the last time.

When the weekend arrived, Jared was extremely anxious and came down on
Friday night instead, so he could spend the entire weekend with me.  I soon
discovered he had an ulterior motive for doing this, however, because before we
went to bed that evening, he wanted me to use the dildos on him again.  After I
agreed, I repeated exactly the same process that I had used on him before.
When he wanted to move on to the next larger dildo, I told him that I didn't want
to do that yet, because we wouldn't be able to do more later, since Austin and
Steve were going to be here.  I told him when we moved on to the next larger
dildo that I wanted to be able to do it a couple of days in a row, to make certain
he was having no problems either in between or afterward.  He wasn't happy with
my decision, but he gave in, at least until the following weekend.

Saturday, Austin's father dropped the two boys off at my place just before noon,
along with two pizzas.  He explained that he felt he needed to do at least this
much, seeing I was entertaining the boys and being so good about it.  I invited
him to stay and join us, but he said he had other plans and told us to have a
good time.  The boys each had an overnight bag, which they carried inside with
them, so while they were bringing their things inside, I took the pizzas and carried
them into the kitchen.

After we ate, we sat around and talked for a while, because I told the boys we
should probably wait a bit before we hit the pool.  I excused myself for a few
minutes, while I went to use the toilet, and when I came back, I was shocked to
hear Jared telling Austin and Steve what we had done the previous weekend
after they'd left, as well as last night.  I was mortified that he had informed them
that we had oral sex, but he also told them that I'd started using the dildos on him
too.  After hearing this, I hung back and didn't go into the living room right away,
because I didn't want the boys to know that I'd inadvertently overheard their
conversation and realized they now knew the types of things Jared and I were
doing.

After standing in the shadows and debating my next move, I eventually decided
to go to the kitchen next, instead of returning to the living room.  Once there, I
began to putter around doing some other stuff, until Jared came out to find me.

"What are you doing in here?" he demanded.

I merely turned and stared at him, since I wasn't quite sure what to say.  Finally, I
decided to confront him about what he'd just done.

"What the hell were you doing in there?" I challenged.  "Why did you tell them
what we did in private?"

"Calm down, Dad," he replied.  "They're old enough to know and they're cool
about what we are doing.  Don't worry, because they won't tell anyone else about
it either."

"Jared, I'm not sure I can risk that again..." I protested, only to be cut off.

"Trust me, Dad, and trust them," he stated.  "None of us will ever do anything to
hurt you again.  That was hard on us too, whether you know it or not"

Even though I realized they had suffered due to my incarceration as well, it didn't
mean I wanted to tempt fate again.  I didn't have long to consider this, however,
because Jared had begun to urge me to rejoin him and the other pair.  He
obviously wasn't about to take 'no' for an answer and dragged me back to the
living room.

"Sorry about that, but Dad began to worry when he heard what I was telling you
guys," he announced, as we walked back in and rejoined the others.

After hearing Jared say that, the other pair quickly assured me they had no
problems with what we were doing and would never say anything about it to
anyone else.  I told them I hoped that was true, because if I ever got arrested
again the judge would probably lock me up for life.  They looked shocked and
began insisting that I could trust them completely, and I figured that I had little
choice.  Since Jared had told them everything, he had effectively taken away any
options.

A few minutes later, the boys asked me if we could change now and go
swimming, and since we had waited a sufficient length of time since we'd eaten, I
agreed.  At first, I thought they might have worn their swimsuits under their
clothes, but they quickly told me that since they were staying overnight they had
just packed them with their other things.  Seeing we all had to change, I led them
upstairs.

Along the way, I told Austin and Steve they could use the guest room and put
their things in there, but I also advised them we'd have to be quiet, so we didn't
bother Darren.  I also pointed out which room was his, so they wouldn't
accidentally disturb him, and they promised they would be very careful and not
let that happen.  After they carried their bags into the guest room, Jared and I
went into my bedroom, but we hadn't even began to undress yet when Austin
and Steve came bursting in to join us, carrying their swim trunks.

"I thought you guys were going to change in the guest room," I stated, when they
came charging in.

"Nah, we've all changed together before, so we didn't see any reason why we
couldn't do it now too," Austin stated.

"Yeah, we don't have anything to hide from each other," Steve added.

I wasn't sure about this, but I didn't want to hurt their feelings and make them feel
as if I didn't trust them, so I let it slide.  Before long, each of them seemed to be
showing off his body to me, both front and back, totally lacking any signs of
inhibition.

The boys wanted Boo-Boo to join us and we spent a couple of hours in the pool.
We were all fairly exhausted when we got out, well at least I was, so we decided
to sit on the patio furniture for a while and air dry, before going back inside.
When we did, the boys all followed me into my room again.

"Bob, would you and Jared show us some of the things you've been doing?"
Austin asked, once we'd reached my bedroom.

"I don't think that's such a good idea," I answered.  "I don't want to do anything
that might upset your parents."

"You won't," Steve assured me.  "Our dads told us that we were old enough to
make our own decisions and they would trust us to do what was right."

"That may be, but I'm not sure they'd consider this as being the right thing to do,"
I replied.

"They won't care, as long as it's our decision," Austin stated, while appearing
quite sure of himself.  "Besides, we aren't going to tell them what we did either."

"I don't mind if they watch, Dad," Jared quickly added, before I'd had a chance to
respond.  "I mean we've all seen each other naked a whole bunch of times, so
what's the big deal?"

"The big deal is they want to see us doing sex stuff," I pointed out.

"The three of us jacked off together a few times while you were gone, although I
didn't feel like doing it as often without you around," Jared added.

"Come on, Uncle Bob, it will be all right," Austin chimed in.

"Uncle Bob?" I repeated, surprised at this new moniker.

"Well, I do feel closer to you than just calling you Bob now, so please do this for
us," he pleaded.

I was being backed into another corner, as they quickly all stripped down and
stood naked in front of me.  Jared then put his towel on the bed and laid on it,
while acting as if he was waiting for me to begin.

"Come on, Dad.  Grab the little one and let's get started," he urged.

"It's not that I don't trust you guys, but I still don't think this is a good idea," I
protested.

"Come on, Uncle Bob.  Just do it for us, please," Austin begged.

Reluctantly, I closed the bedroom door and began to loosen Jared up with my
fingers first.  When I felt I had done that sufficiently, I grabbed the smallest dildo
and lubed it up, before I worked it into Jared's butt.  Austin and Steve were wide-
eyed and closely observed everything I was doing to their friend.  Once I'd
finished with the smallest dildo, Jared wanted me to use the next larger one on
him.  When I retrieved it and started to lube it up, Austin and Steve both
commented on how the dildo was about the same size as their erect penises.  I
then began to wonder if this was giving them an idea.

Slowly, I worked that into Jared for a while, and when I stopped, Jared told me he
needed to ejaculate, so he asked me to suck him off.  After a brief discussion, I
finally agreed to do it for him, although I wasn't sure if I should be doing this in
front of the other pair.  I was worried about what Austin and Steve might think if I
forgot and swallowed Jared's spunk, because I felt that pair might think
swallowing was gross.  Jared, however, kept pestering me to do this for him, with
Austin and Steve adding that they wanted to see it too, so I finally relented.

I used my hand to rub Jared's scrotum, before I began to stroke him to erection.
Once he was hard, I began to bob up and down on his penis and slowly brought
him to ejaculation.  Even though I had consciously tried to remind myself not to
swallow, when the time came I ended up doing it instinctively.  Neither of the
other boys commented about it, so I was hoping they hadn't put two and two
together and figured it out.

Now that Jared had cum, I was thinking that was going to be it, but the other pair
seemed to have a different idea.  I should have realized this when I turned
around and saw that they were both hard as nails.

"Will you do that with me too?" Austin asked next.  "I've always wanted to know
what it would feel like to have someone do that to me, so could I try it too."

"Look, I gave in and demonstrated what I did with Jared, but I don't think I should
be doing it with you too," I responded.

I was really worried about where this was leading and my mind was racing over
all of the potential repercussions.

"Come on, Uncle Bob," Austin pleaded.  "We're all legal, so you won't get into
any trouble, but I'd really like you to do that with me.  I'm really curious to know
what it feels like."

"Which part are you talking about?" I followed, since I wasn't sure if he meant the
blowjob or using the dildo on him.

"I would really like to see what getting a blowjob is like," he responded, before
timidly adding, "but I wouldn't mind seeing what the other stuff feels like too."

"Austin, I'm not sure I should be doing that with you," I replied.  "I wasn't even
sure I should be doing it to Jared in front of you, so doing it to you is a whole
other step."

"Please, I really want to see what it's like," he persisted.

"Me too," Steve chimed in, to let me know he was up for this as well.

I just stood there with my mouth hanging open.  I wasn't sure how to handle this
and I wanted to avoid doing anything that would cause me any more problems.

"Guys, I didn't even know you were gay, but maybe it would be best if you just
tried these things with each other, instead of with me," I suggested.

"Look, Austin and I don't think we're gay, but we want to try it anyway, just to see
what it's like." Steve argued.  "We talked about this after Jared told us about the
types of things he wanted to do with you, but we feel it would be best if you did it
for us.  We don't have any fake dicks to use, and even if we did, I think we'd be
worried that we might hurt each other, so please just say yes."

I was trying to think of a response, but when I looked up and saw the expression
on their faces, it helped me to make up my mind.

"Look, I'm willing to suck you both off, but that's it," I offered.  "Will that satisfy
you?"

Their heads began to nod energetically and Austin jumped on the bed and got
ready to go first.  I looked at Steve and he nodded that it was ok and he'd wait,
so I turned back toward Austin.  Just as I had done with Jared, I used my hand to
bring him to arousal, since he his penis had gone flaccid again during our
discussion, and once he was hard, I bent forward and guided his penis into my
mouth.

Austin released a very audible moan when I did this, so he obviously was
enjoying the sensation.  As I began to nod up and down on his rod, he began
thrusting his hips to meet me, so I sensed he wasn't going to last very long.  It
only took a couple of minutes before Austin jammed his cock into my mouth, as
his body stiffened and he released several warm jets of cum into my throat.
When he was drained, his body relaxed, his penis wilted and he lay panting on
the bed.

When I looked up, Steve was gawking at his friend and I could only imagine what
was going through his mind.  I could tell he was eager for his turn, although he
was waiting very patiently for Austin to recover and move out of the way.  A
minute later, Austin sat up.

"That was fucking unbelievable," he stated with gusto, as he looked at me.  "I've
never had anything make me feel that good before.  Thanks, Uncle Bob."

It seems I had met Austin's expectations or possibly even exceeded them, so
now Steve was ready for his turn.  He eagerly urged Austin to get out of the way,
so he could take his place on the bed, and impatiently shifted his weight from one
foot to the other until Austin was out of the way.  Once Austin got off of the towel,
Steve hopped on the bed, spread his legs and then his expression pleaded with
me to give him as much pleasure as Austin had experienced.

Just as I had with Jared and Austin, I used my hand to stimulate Steve to
arousal, although he was still semi-erect after watching Austin and me, and then I
bent forward and guided his erect staff into my mouth.  I didn't mess around with
any licking or other stimulation with either Austin or Steve, because I felt the
novelty of the experience might cause them to prematurely ejaculate.  Instead, I
began bobbing up and down on Steve's young manhood and began working him
toward the ultimate sexual high.  He only lasted a couple of minutes as well,
before coating my tonsils with his boy cream, which I went ahead and swallowed.
I felt that since neither of them had said anything about my having done that with
either Jared or Austin, they wouldn't notice this either, so I savored his load.

After I released his penis from my lips, Steve continued to lie on the bed enjoying
his post orgasmic bliss.  When he recovered, he looked at me and spoke.

"Wow, Austin was right," he began.  "That was the best thing I've ever felt too."

I was happy that both boys were pleased with their experiences and seemed
content, so I just hoped that this foray wouldn't lead to any adverse
repercussions later.



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