Max’s Freudian Slip - Chapter #11

by craigpnifty@protonmail.com

Author’s notes:

This is the fictional account of a relationship that develops between a man and a teenage boy.  It might involve some sex at some point, so if that sort of thing offends you, move along.

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Chapter 11 - Bob

After hearing from Lisa about her having to take Stacy to get her car after she had gotten too drunk to drive, I had been enjoying a lazy Saturday.  I had done some laundry and light reading and I was watching the Twins baseball game on TV when Stacy called me.

The raspiness of her voice was a strong indication that she had probably puked the night before at some point.   Her low tone was also an indication her head was probably still pounding.   She was calling to thank me for shuttling Max over to Cam’s.   I told her that I was glad to help out and asked her if Max had fun.   She said that he said he did.  Then she got to the real reason for her call.

“I know this is a lot to ask of you Craig,” she began.   “Max has a gymnastics competition in Madison next month.  I was planning to take him but my mom is really bugging me to come home to Iowa that weekend.  My niece is having a wedding shower, which I had no problem skipping but now one of my aunt’s isn’t doing very well and I would really like to see her before she gets too bad.   Is there any chance you are free the weekend of the 18^th and 19^th and wouldn’t mind taking him?  I have the hotel booked already and can give you money for gas and food.”

“I don’t think I have anything.  But wouldn’t Max rather just go along with one of his teammates?” I suggested.

“That’s what I thought too Craig.  But when I brought it up to him, he said he really wanted me to ask you first.  To be honest, I think he’s been a bit jealous of his friend Noah getting to go on a trip with you.   He’s mentioned it several times since you and Noah were skiing last month.”

I realized she was probably right.  Max had mentioned how much fun going on a vacation together would be.  “Well, I’m not sure driving to Madison is anywhere near as exciting as skiing, but hey if it makes him happy.  Let me check with my wife and get back to you.”

I was actually pretty excited about the idea of spending a weekend with Max and getting to see him compete.   The wife confirmed we had nothing and she approved of me taking Max as well.   Our daughter would be home from school by then and she thought they could do a girls weekend of shopping and getting their nails done.

I texted Stacy that I could do it and found out that Max actually had to be there early Friday afternoon to check in and do a light workout.   I would have to take a day of vacation.  It would still be worth it though.

*****

It was later that week before I really got a chance to talk to Max about the sleepover.   He had told me via Snapchat that it was great, but I didn’t want to press him for details via text.

We were on our way to practice on Thursday when I began to pry.   “So… the sleepover, did you guys eventually make it to the hot tub?”

“Oh yeah,” Max answered excitedly.  “It was so fun.  We ended up chasing each other all over the back yard and having a snowball fight before jumping back in the hot tub.  It was hilarious.”

“Oh, so you all found something to wear then?” I asked.  I assumed they wouldn’t run all over the back yard naked.  I was wrong.

“No.  We were nakers, why?” he answered.

I chuckled.  “Well, I just didn’t figure you guys would be running all over the yard naked is all.”

“It was almost dark and nobody can see into their back yard, so it was no big deal.  It was just Spencer who was a little shy at first, but I kind of helped him get over it.   I don’t even know why he was shy anyway after what we found out later.”

That sounded interesting!  “What you found out later?”

“Oh nothing.  Forget it,” he said, trying to move on.

“What?  Max?   C’mon?”   I answered.   Clearly something interesting had gone down.

He took a deep breath.  “Well, you can’t tell anyone this, ok?”

“Max, you know you can trust me.   What is it?  Did you find out something interesting about Spencer?”

“Yeah… Well, Spencer AND Ian.  They’ve done all kinds of stuff together.  Messing around sex stuff.   I mean even more than Cam and I have.    But they say they aren’t gay like Cam and I.”

“What kinds of stuff?  And what do you mean like you and Cam?  You mean Ian and Spencer know about you guys?”

“They kind of had already noticed something was up with us, but yeah we told them.  But they won’t tell.”

“You sure about that?  Are they mature enough to keep your secret you think?”  I knew they were younger and I wasn’t sure they could really keep secrets very well.

“Well, I think so.  I mean we know they both sucked each other, so we could tell on them.”

“So that’s the stuff then?  They’ve done oral sex on each other?”

“That means blow jobs right,” he said, looking up at me.  I think he was slightly embarrassed at having to ask.

“Yes Max,” I said chuckling.  “Oral sex means blow jobs.  Wow, so those two little dudes mess around.  Wow.”

“I guess they have for a while.  Ian says Spencer really likes sucking him, but Spencer tried to deny it.   But I believe Ian.”

“So that’s why you thought it weird that Spencer was so shy?   Because he’s clearly been naked around Ian?”

“Exactly.  Spencer told me he was afraid Cam and I would make fun of him because he hadn’t started puberty and stuff.”

“Well it sounds like you guys got him over it.   Look at you Max, turning all your friends into little nudists,” I teased.

“Ha.  Not even.  But yeah, it was good.   We’re definitely even better friends with Ian and Spencer now.  Spencer and I especially, since I helped him get past being afraid and going into the hot tub.   We’ve been texting a lot since them.   It’s kind of cool having a younger kid kind of looking up to you ya know?  It kind makes me wish I had a little brother.”   Yes, Max I thought….I know exactly what you mean.

“That’s actually kind of sweet Max.  But if you had a brother you two would probably be at each other’s throats half the time.”

“Yeah, maybe.”

We were almost to the gym and I couldn’t resist asking Max one more question.   “So, um…Max, did you and Cam catch up to Ian and Spencer on things they’ve done before the night was over?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” he answered teasing me.

“Well, I AM curious, but I know it’s not really none of my business.  But I am really curious,” I added, trying to get him to spill the beans.

“I can’t kiss and tell Craig,” he said with a shit eating grin as he got out of the car.   “My lips are sealed.   See you after practice,” he said with a huge grin.  He closed the door and ran inside.

That little shit!  He was teasing me AND having fun with it.  God I loved his playful personality!

 *****

I watched the tail end of practice.  I couldn’t help but to watch Ian and Spencer more closely than normal.  I couldn’t get the image of Spencer on his knees sucking Ian’s dick out of my head.  I still wondered what Ian’s and Spencer’s dicks might look like, and now with the report of the two of them fooling around, my curiosity was doubled.   I wish there was a way for me to ask Max about the two younger boy’s equipment, but I knew there was simply no way to do that without appearing too interested.

But I figured things between him and Cam were still fair game to ask about.  So, en route to our favorite restaurant, I picked up the conversation where we had left it when I dropped him off.  “So, you’re really not going to tell me anything else about the sleepover?”

He gave me a sheepish smile.  “I might share a little more.  What do you wanna know?”

“Well, sorry to be nosy, but I’m just curious if you took my advice to go slow.”

“That’s a yes.  Next question,” he answered very matter of fact.

 I could tell he wanted the questions easy to answer so he wouldn’t have to say too much, so I tried to limit them to simple yes or no questions.  “That’s good Max.  If I ask too much you can tell me, OK?  Did you get to sleep in Max’s room?”

“Another yes,” he said, this time with a little pride.   “Ian and Spencer slept in the room with the tv’s and stuff.” Apparently he was willing to share more info as long as it wasn’t too personal.

“You guys kiss? Make out?”

“Yes and yes.  Satisified?” 

I could tell I as getting close to the limit on what he was willing to share, at least for the time being.  “Almost.  Did you touch each other …um….down there.”

“Just a little bit,” he answered.  I saw him shift in the seat and adjust himself.  I speculated he was getting hard thinking about whatever they had done.  “Ok, I’ll give you one more question and that’s it.  Promise!”

“Hmmm,” I said, thinking of a question that would be simple to answer but yet revealing.   “Ok, just tell me this.   Did you go home the next morning with less sperm in your body than you came with?”

He laughed out loud at how silly of a question I had posed.  “Oh, definitely…. and now you’re done Mister!” he said pointing at me letting me know that question time is over.

“Ok ok,” I sighed.   “I’m just glad you had a good time Max.    Besides, I get you in the car for several hours in a couple weeks when we go to Madison.   I’m sure I can get more out of you if really wanna.”

“Ha, RIGHT!  Not.”

“Ok, then.  I guess you won’t be inviting Cam over to our room in Madison then huh?”

“Hey!!!!!  You wouldn’t!”

“You’re right.  I’m just teasing you Max.”

“I know,” he said grinning at me.  “Dork!”

****

The next week I got a text from Bob (Cam’s dad).  He had just gotten home from a trip mid morning and wasn’t planning to work the rest of the day.  He wanted to know if I might have time to stop by that afternoon and “check out the hot tub”.  Cam and his wife wouldn’t be home he was sure to add.

I accepted his invitation.  I’d been horny ever since hearing the slight details of Cam and Max’s sleepover.   I’d looked around on the online site I use but hadn’t had any luck finding any cock to play with.   I know it was silly of me to even be thinking of getting dirty with Bob.  Hell, I wasn’t even sure if he was interested in me that way for sure.   I thought I had picked up subtle hints along the way, but I was probably just letting my imagination run wild.    But he did make a point of mentioning that nobody else would be home…. but perhaps he was just signaling that I didn’t need to bother with swim trunks.  I had my gym bag in the car anyway and there was a pair of shorts in there I could wear if I needed to.

I showed up with my gym bag and Bob met me at the door wearing a pair of gym shorts and a loose t-shirt.  I glanced at his shorts as he showed me in and I was pretty certain he was going commando underneath.   There was a substantial bulge where his cock head met the material of the shorts.  It was clear there was nothing muting its outline.

He led me down to the basement and poured us both a large mug of beer.    “So you ready for the hot tub?” he asked.  

I held up my gym bag.  “Yeah, I got some shorts in here.  I wasn’t sure if you were serious about the suit being optional.”

“Oh, I was completely serious,” he said, flashing a sly grin.   Yes.  I think he was starting to flirt.

“Good enough.   I’m looking forward to it actually, it’s been a long week and it’s only Tuesday,” I quipped.  “I’ve been kind of tense,” I told him as he walked with our beers, leading me into the spa / bathroom.   The massage table had been set back up in the middle of the room.

“If you’re up for it, maybe I could give you a rub down after we hit the hot tub.”

“I wouldn’t mind that one bit, but I’m not the best at returning the favor I’m afraid.  My hands tend to get sore pretty fast.”

“No need,” he said.   “I’m going to remove the hot tub cover.  You can go ahead and start to shower up if you want.”

While Bob disappeared outside with our beers, I slide off my office dress clothes and hung them on the hooks by the robes and then tossed my socks and underwear into a small pile.   I was showering when Bob came back in from the outside.  “All set.  Turned the temp up a bit as well,” he said as he quickly ripped off his t-shirt and pushed down his shorts.   I was right, he was commando.

As I washed up, I snuck glances as Bob.  He was making no attempt to hide himself and in fact was carrying on a conversation, telling me about his recent trip to Buffalo.   He wasn’t as muscular or well built as I am, but he still had a nice body for a middle aged guy.  He was much naturally smooth, which is a huge turn on for me.  His chest and back were almost completely smooth.   I of course scoped out his cock as soon as I could.  It was nice.  It was soft but even in its flaccid state, it was not small.  I’d guess it would be at least 7” hard and the head on the end was really huge.   No wonder there was such a bulge in his shorts!  I couldn’t tell for sure, but I think he was checking me out too.

We soaked in the hot tub for quite a while, but we just talked about mundane things.  We talked some about our jobs but mostly about the stock market and investment strategies.  Hardly the kind of stuff to make one’s cock stiffen.  I was beginning to think I was wrong about Bob’s flirting.  I had almost convinced myself I was imagining it all.

Then he asked me if I would like a massage.  He enjoyed giving them he said.   I started second-guessing my second guessing.  When I climbed up on the table and he didn’t bother to even throw a towel over my naked ass, my mind was fully changed again.  As he started working my legs he let out moans that I had a hard time interpreting.  Was the grunting because of the force he was using to push on my hamstrings and calves, or was he moaning at the sight of my hairy ass?   He moved onto my feet and gave my feet the best work they’ve ever had.  I added my own moaning as my feet melted into his soft hands.

I finally knew for sure he was into me when he moved around to the front of the table and began working my muscular shoulder muscles.   When I opened my eyes his cock was bobbing just below my face, at least ¾ hard.   The bulbous head had gotten even plumper.   “You must put some time in at the gym Craig.  The build of your shoulders and back is impressive,” he told me.

I decided it was time to speed up this slow dance of seduction.  I slid my hand off the table and reached to out front and grabbed his cock.  “Not as impressive as this big headed dick,” I told him as I began to stroke it, feeling it stiffen up more.   I kept playing with cock as he worked the massage oil into my back.

“Oh yeah, stroke that hot cock,” Bob moaned.  I was more than happy to oblige.  It was a gorgeous cock and I loved feeling the thick head pulse and release a nice large drop of precum.  I used my thumb to smear it over his sensitive head.   “Oh shit, you’re gonna make me cum Craig,” he confessed.

I sat up on the table.  “If I don’t get a taste of that sweet dick before you blow I’m going to be really bummed,” I told him.   He led me into the Sauna which was warm but not overly hot.  

“Sit,” he told me.   I sat on the lower bench and he stepped up onto it, straddled me and fed his hard cock into my waiting mouth.   He started pumping, slowly at first, but quickly reaching a faster pace, his plump cock head forcing its way deeper into my throat.   I wrapped my arms around his hairless ass to try to slow him down, but it was senseless. He was face fucking me until he unloaded and my submissive side loved it.   Fortunately, it didn’t take long before he flooded my mouth with a nice of jolt of man juice.   His seed was thick and tasty.

No sooner had he pulled out of my mouth he sat down and told me to do the same to him.  I’d been stroking my cock when he first started feeding me, so I was hard and already close to shooting.  He surprised me with his ability to work my cock and soon was swallowing it entirely.  I wrapped my hands on the back of his head and pressed into him, feeling my manhood expand his moist throat.   A couple thrusts was all it took to bring on an orgasm that caused my knees to buckle.

****

We rinsed off in the shower, refilled our beers and shot pool nude while we talked.

“Damn I am glad I was right about the read I had on you the other night,” he told me.  “You’re one hot fucker Craig.”

I told him how much I liked his smooth body as well.   We talked in detail how our gay sex had developed.   I told him about my childhood activities, my brief encounter in college and then spending the majority of my adulthood secretly watching gay porn periodically.  For Bob, he’d never done anything with a guy until a few years ago.   He was a ritzy hotel for work and was getting a massage at the spa when the masseuse, a hot man, gave him a happy ending.    He loved it so much he returned the next day and this time the guy sucked him off.   He told me he’d never had head that made his toes curl.   The masseur let him play with his cock too, and from then he was hooked.  He and Jeanine had stopped having sex about a year prior to that, so it was like a whole new world opened up to him.  He’s been having hook-ups on the road ever since.

“So I think it’s safe to assume that Jeanine and Cam have no idea?”

“God NO!” he exclaimed.  “She’d freak out.   She’s not very open minded about such things.”

“Yeah, I got a little taste of that when she pointed out the gay dads at the gym,” I answered.   “My wife and kids have no clue either.   They are open minded about it, but not sure how they would feel about ME having a gay side.”

“So we have to keep this on the down low, right?” he said.

“Oh yeah.   Does that mean you wouldn’t mind repeating this adventure?” I asked, raising my eye brow.

“Mind?  Hell no.  I’d really like to slide my cock up that hairy hole of yours,” he said.

“I’d like that too,” I told him with a smile.   “Hopefully we can find a time to get together again.   Any chance you’re going to Madison in a couple weeks?  I am taking Max for his mom?”

“Sadly, no.  I am travelling until that Saturday, but Jeanine is taking him.  I don’t have to worry about you and her do I?” he said with a chuckle.

“Ha!  Definitely not.”   We talked some more about my youngest daughter, who my wife and I had wondered about possibly being gay.  I was trying to steer the conversation to Cam.  I wondered if he had any inkling his son might be gay.

“Well that’s one thing I don’t think I have to worry about,” he said.  “Cam’s got girls on him all the time.”

“So all gymnasts aren’t gay then,” I tried to joke.

“Apparently not.”

“What if he was though? I mean I assume it wouldn’t bother you?”

“Not me.  I’d be pretty fucking hypocritical if it did wouldn’t I?   But some of my relatives, and his mom and her family?  Man, they’d be a tougher sell.”

Biting my tongue right then was so difficult.  I wanted so badly to warn Bob about Cam and Max and the eventual trouble ahead.  But I knew it was not my secret to share.   “They sound lovely,” I said, shaking my head.  I left it at that.

*****

It was two weeks later - the Tuesday before we were to leave for Madison.   I was at home watching TV when my phone rang.  I was surprised to see it was Bob calling.  

“Hey Craig, got a favor to ask.    Jeanine’s mom has taken ill and she needs to get back to Texas ASAP.   Is there any chance you’d be able to take Cam with you to Madison this weekend?  Jeanine wanted to send him with Spencer but they are already taking Ian and well, Cam insisted we ask you first.”

“It’s no problem for me Bob.   Max will enjoy the company.”

“Great.  I’m heading to Seattle tomorrow, but Jeanine will get with you on the details, OK?”

*****

I hadn’t hung up five minutes when I got Snapchats from Max and Cam asking if it was true that Cam was going with us.  Both of them were clearly excited.  I was too.   A weekend alone in a hotel with two hot boys.  What could be better?  If nothing else I figured I might get to see them in their underwear.   Plus, I knew I would enjoy their company and getting to see them compete.

Bob texted me later too, laughing that he almost blew our cover by having my phone number in his phone.  He realized the potential problems and pretended to get the number off of his wife’s phone before calling me    “I do wish you were coming too,” I texted him back.   “Maybe the hotel has a sauna?”

Author’s Notes:

So Craig and Cam’s dad are hooking up for some down low hot daddy sex….. Would Cam be shocked if he somehow found out?   Probably not as shocked as Jeanine!   I wonder if Craig can contain himself in a hotel room with two of the hottest 13 year olds in Minnesota?

Hope you guys didn’t mind the brief m/m encounter in the middle of this m/t story!

As always, comments appreciated.