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Installment 19
by
Erastes
Copyright 2015 by Erastes
Chapter
37 – Another Birthday Party.
Shortly after 12:00, Marcus and Justin's teammates began arriving at the house, as their parents dropped them off for the party. I chatted with a few of their folks briefly and one of the mothers gave me a couple of packages for Marcus. She said Cherie had suggested they all chip in and buy the gifts together, and then Justin suggested a couple of items he thought Marcus would like. She explained that she was only dropping them off, but the gifts were from the entire team. I thanked her for doing this and said I was sure Marcus would appreciate the presents and their generosity.
Once all of the boys were there, I had them load into the van and we set out for Pirate's Cove. I had told the staff we would arrive around 1:00 and didn't want to be late, since that might mess things up. I parked the van in a shady spot because it looked as if it was going to be a scorcher and the weather report said it would be much hotter than usual for this time of year. Since I knew we would be here for quite a while, I didn't want the interior or seats to be really hot when we came out later. When I led the boys inside, we entered the place by walking into a structure shaped like a pirate ship and I announced our arrival to the staff member standing behind the counter. I told her there were 18 boys plus myself and then handed her my credit card.
There were 14 boys from the baseball team, including Justin and Marcus, plus the four boys with me, meaning Tyler, Dylan, Ethan and Andrew. After each one took a colored golf ball and putter, we got ready to begin. There were two courses, a 9-hole and an 18-hole set up, so we started on the 9-hole course first. I felt this would give the boys a chance to get used to playing before we took on the longer course.
I also divided the boys into groups of four and started them off one after the other. I put Tyler in the first group with three other boys and Dylan in the second group with three more boys. I then put Justin in the third group with three of his teammates and Marcus in the fourth group with the rest of the boys on his team. I then followed behind them and took Ethan and Andrew with me, so I could help and instruct them at the same time.
I thought the place was quite fascinating, since it really played up the pirate theme. The course wound its way past caves, over footbridges and beside cascading waterfalls. There was even a small lagoon with a black skull and crossbones flag in the center and plenty of trees to provide us with some shade. I was also glad the person checking us in had advised me to take a few extra balls along, since there were places where the kids could lose their golf ball in the water.
I gave a couple of the extra balls to Tyler and a couple more to Dylan before we started out, but I held on to the rest. True to form, some of the boys found those spots we'd been warned about and their golf balls rolled into the water. We were able to fish a few of them out of the hazards so they could be used again, while there were other times when the balls weren't as easily retrieved. In those cases, we gave the boy another ball to play with, rather than holding things up.
I stood behind Ethan and Andrew on the first couple of holes and assisted them with their swings. Once they got the idea and I felt they could do it on their own, I let them go on from there. They, along with the other boys, really seemed to enjoy doing this and we were amazed that a few holes were actually on the pirate ship. It was great deal of fun and we turned the putters and extra balls back in after completing all 27 holes.
Before I got in the van with the boys, I called and ordered the pizzas to be delivered. I knew we'd make it home before they arrived, so I hopped in the driver's seat and took off. When we got to the house, everyone followed us inside and I let Marcus show his teammates around first, while I set out the chips and drinks. When the pizza arrived, I called the boys to the dining room and told them how this would work.
"I want everyone to line up at the end of the dining room table. When you get to me, tell me whether you want cheese, sausage or pepperoni pizza. I'll put a slice on a heavy-duty plate and hand it to you and then you can make your way to the counter in the kitchen. You will find bags of chips and other items there and you can help yourself to whatever you want. Then, you will tell Tyler or Dylan what you want to drink and they'll pour it for you in a red plastic cup. Once you have everything, you can head out to the backyard and find a spot to eat. You can come back in for seconds after you finish what you have, but hold on to your plates and cups for later. You will need them again when we have the cake and ice cream."
Once they went through the lines, the boys headed outside to chow down. Some came back inside for more later, but we had plenty to go around, so no one was left hungry. When they had all finished eating, I had them bring their plates and cups inside, so one of us could write their names on them with a marker. Then, I had them placed those items on the dining room table or the kitchen counter, but I told them to remember where they'd put them. Then, we went back outside to play a couple of games next. I told Ethan and Andrew they could play too, if they wanted, and of course they did. I had chosen games I thought they could participate in as well.
"We're going to start off playing a game called 'Balloon Stomp'," I stated, as I glanced around to see their reactions. "I'm going to give each of you a balloon and you'll have to blow it up to about the size of one of the plates we just used to eat on. I brought a spare plate with me to judge your balloon size. When you feel that you're ready, bring your balloon up for me to check, and if I agree it's large enough, I'll tie a knot in it. Once I've done that, you'll move over to where Tyler and Dylan are waiting, so they can tie a piece of string to your balloon and fasten it to one of your ankles. You just tell them which leg you use to stomp with and they'll fasten the balloon to the other leg."
Once everyone had done that and they were all ready to begin, I gave them the directions on how to play the game. Some had already figured it out or maybe they'd even played it before, but I wanted everyone to understand the purpose of the game.
"Spread out and once I say go, you are to stomp on each other's balloon until you pop them. You have to do this without letting you're own balloon get popped, because once you're balloon is busted you have to move out of the way, because you are done. The last person with an unpopped balloon will be the winner."
I had a feeling the boys would like doing this, but I wasn't quite ready for how aggressively some of them went at it. A few boys immediately began attacking the other boys' balloons without worrying about their own, much to their chagrin later. Others were a little sneakier and tried to slip up behind a boy that was focused on popping someone else's balloon. These sneak attacks usually worked, but sometimes someone else snuck up behind the sneaky boys at the same time. The boys had fun doing this and asked to play again, so we went through the process all over.
After they'd played the balloon stomp game again, I had Dylan and Tyler make sure the strings were removed from each boys' leg. Then, I announced the next game they were going to play. Before we could start, however, I had to inform them about what was going to happen next.
"We're going to play another game, but I have to go get a few items from the house first," I announced. "While Dylan and Tyler are helping me get the things we'll need, I want the rest of you to form a straight line across here and we'll be right back."
I told them where I wanted them to form the line and used my arm to draw an imaginary line to let them know where to do this. Then, I had the oldest pair follow me inside to retrieve the things we'd need for this game. I handed each of the boys a carton of eggs from the fridge and then I grabbed the plastic container in which I'd placed the other items we'd need. We then headed outside again and started passing the items out to the boys.
"I am going to hand each of you a spoon and then Dylan or Tyler will hand you an egg," I advised them. "Don't do anything with either until I explain what we're going to do."
The boys and I then went down the line and handed each boy a spoon and an egg. What I hadn't told any of them, not even Dylan or Tyler, was that I'd hard boiled the eggs previously, so we wouldn't make a big mess. Once everyone had what they needed, I sent Dylan and Tyler to the other end of the yard to form the finish line for me. Then, I moved the boys around until I was sure they were in a straight line, before I began telling them what to do next.
"I want you to put the spoon in whichever hand you prefer and hold the egg in the other. When I say 'get ready', I want you to place the egg on the spoon and then put your free hand behind your back. When I say 'go', you will race to the finish line, which is between Dylan and Tyler. They will declare the winner.
"Now, if you drop the egg off the spoon, you will have to pick it up, if you are able to, and then you'll have to return back here and start over. You cannot continue on from where you dropped the egg. Any questions?"
I looked up and down the line and no one seemed to have anything to say, so I decided to start the race.
"Ok then, get ready," I shouted, as I watched the boys place their egg on the spoon. Once they all had done it, I yelled, "Go!"
The boys took off and right away eggs began to fall. The boys looked shocked when it didn't smash all over the grass and then a few of them grinned at me when they realized the egg was hard boiled. Then, they ran back to start over again. All but one boy dropped his egg and that 12-year-old walked slowly and steadily toward the finish line and crossed it first. As soon as he won, some of the boys started asking if they could do it again. Since so many wanted to, I told them we would do it one more time and then we'd go inside to have cake and ice cream. They agreed, so I let them race again.
This time they did much better and it was a much closer race. At first I thought the same boy was going to win, but one of the 11-year-olds passed him by just before he got to the finish line and won the race instead. No matter who won, the boys seemed to have a good time doing it, so I was pleased. I then asked them to place their eggs back in the two cartons, because I planned to use those still in decent shape to make egg salad later.
About that same time, I heard one of Marcus' friends make a comment. "I sure wish you had a pool. I'm all sweaty now and it would have been great if we could have jumped into a pool to cool off."
"Yeah, it would have," someone else added, while a bunch of the others were nodding in agreement.
"I can have Uncle Blake spray us with the hose then," Marcus suggested. "That will cool us down. Will you do that for us Uncle Blake?" he added, while turning toward me. I agreed that I would and Marcus smiled.
"I don't want to get my clothes wet," one of the boys stated, as he looked around at the others.
"Then we'll just take them off," Marcus offered. I could see the wheels turning in his head and realized he had an ulterior motive for saying this.
"You mean do it naked?" someone else wondered.
"Sure, we're all boys so it really isn't a big deal," Marcus stated, while looking hopeful that the others would agree.
"But someone might see us," the first boy replied.
"Nah, there's a wooden fence that goes all around the yard and there are big trees growing next to it," Marcus explained. "That will keep anyone else from seeing us."
"Maybe we could just leave our underwear on," someone else suggested as an alternative.
"Yeah, I guess you could, if you're a scaredy-cat or have a really tiny penis that you don't want anyone else to see," Marcus replied. It was his attempt to shame those who might consider not doing this, so they'd do what he wanted. "You will have to wear your wet underwear home later too, so it up to you. It doesn't bother me though, so I'm just getting undressed."
"Me too," Justin chimed in, as he and Marcus began taking their clothes off.
Before long, I saw Ethan and Andrew doing this too, and then some of Marcus' other teammates began to follow suit. I'm not sure if seeing the younger boys doing this might have motivated some of the others or not. It could have even made the rest of the boys feel like a wuss if they didn't do it too, seeing the younger boys seemed to have more guts than they did. Soon, they were all getting undressed on the patio and then leaving their clothes where they wouldn't get wet.
While they were doing that, I turned to Dylan and Tyler so I could ask them to do something for me. "Would you please go inside, grab the laundry baskets and take them upstairs? I want you to use them to bring down enough towels for everyone to use. We're definitely going to need them. Would you also put the eggs in the refrigerator on your way in so they don't spoil?"
They agreed, smiled and raced off, while I went to get the hose. I adjusted the nozzle so the water would come out in a spray, rather than a stream. When I was ready, I began to look around to see how many of the boys were going to do this.
I suddenly realized that all of the boys were now naked, although a few of them had their hands placed strategically over their groins to keep their goodies hidden. Once I started spraying them, however, they soon forgot about keeping their hands in place and began to frolic about under the spray, as they enjoyed the cooling touch of the water. I was impressed and mildly surprised to see some of Marcus' older teammates were already entering puberty, so this wasn't just a group of little boys.
When Dylan and Tyler came back outside, they set the laundry baskets down on the patio, took off their own clothes and came out to join in the fun. All of the boys seemed to be having a good time doing this, but they also appeared to be enjoying checking out each other. I saw a few of the circumcised boys staring at the uncircumcised boys' penises, but no one said anything about them. Since there didn't seem to be a problem, I continued to spray them for quite a while. I figured if anyone said anything about the difference in their penises later, then Marcus could explain it to them. He'd heard my explanation at Tyler's birthday party, so he knew what to tell them.
When I decided it was time to stop, I had Dylan and Tyler pass out the towels so they boys could dry off. Once they did, they tossed the wet towels into the laundry basket again and then got dressed. I just told them that they shouldn't say anything about what they'd just done to anyone else, since I didn't want any of their parents to get upset. I said it looked as if they had a pretty good team this year and it was going to be a long season, so I didn't want to have issues with their parents that might spoil everything. They all seemed to understand, so they agreed to keep this a secret. I suggested that if their parents noticed their wet heads and said anything about it, they could just say they borrowed a pair of shorts from one of my boys to do this. They felt that would be fine.
Once we went inside again, I grabbed the cake and placed it on the dining room table, before I added the two candles on top, a large 1 and a 0. After I lit them, we sang Happy Birthday to Marcus and then he blew out the candles. After that, I told the boys to grab their plates and cups from earlier; as I helped Marcus cut the cake so we could pass it out. At the same time, Dylan got ready to pour the drinks, while Tyler prepared to dish out the ice cream at the same time. I made sure Marcus got the first piece of cake and first scoop of ice cream, since it was his birthday, and then the other boys lined up behind him for their share.
Once Marcus finished eating, I had him open his gifts. The first two were from his teammates and the first one was an Electronic Snap Circuits kit. It had directions on how to build over 300 different devices, which included a lamp & fan, spinning rings, a laser gun, a race game, a musical motion detector, a laser light, a touch buzzer, a battery, a hissing foghorn, voice controlled rays of light and a race car engine, to name a few. Marcus seemed excited about this, so I guess Justin knew him better than I did.
The second gift was an Easton Bat Pack. It was shaped like a backpack, red and black in color and it had a padded back so it would be comfortable to carry. It also had sleeves on each side where he could place a bat. Inside the bag there was plenty of room for him to keep his cleats, glove, ball and a change of clothes. Marcus then thanked his teammates for the gifts and told them he liked both of them.
While he was doing that, all of my other boys and their friends were busy checking out the bat pack. I heard Ethan, Tyler, Justin and Dylan all remark how they'd like to have one too, so I made a mental note about that for later. I also heard Justin tell Marcus something.
"Those gifts are from Dylan too, not just the team, because my mom put in for both of us," he advised Marcus. I was glad he had done this, so Marcus would understand.
I had Tyler and Ethan give Marcus their gift next. They'd decided to get him a remote controlled helicopter that he could fly in the backyard. Marcus liked this gift as well and thanked his brothers several times for getting it for him. They had picked it out online and then asked me to place the order so it would arrive in time for his birthday. It had totally been their idea.
Once he'd had time to check that out, I decided it was time to give him my gift. First, I reminded him that I'd bought his cleats and bat as early birthday presents, but I had one more gift for him too. I then presented him with an Easton Pop-up Pitcher's Zone training device, which was designed to improve his accuracy and pitch location.
"I know you want to be a pitcher, so I thought this would help you with that goal," I advised him, as soon as he'd opened the package. He immediately hugged and thanked me in return, so I guess he didn't care if his teammates saw him do this.
Marcus then put the batteries in the helicopter remote and took it out back for a test flight. All of his teammates went out to see how it flew too, since they thought it was neat too. I eventually had to call them in one at a time, as their parents arrived to pick them up. Each one thanked me on the way out and said they'd had a terrific time. That made it all worth it, since I could tell Marcus had enjoyed his birthday party as well.
Once all of the other boys had gone, I heard Andrew make a comment. "That was neat how you got your friends to take their clothes off," he stated gleefully. "I got to see all of their wieners and it was fun."
"Yeah, that was pretty sneaky," Tyler offered, while grinning at his brother.
"Hey, it was one of my friends that said he was hot," Marcus pointed out. "I just offered a way for him to cool off."
"We could have just come inside and cooled off in the air conditioning," I stated, somewhat sarcastically.
"Nah, that wouldn't have been as much fun," Marcus countered, as a huge grin spread across his face. "I think they were all glad they did it too."
As the boys continued discussing this, I went over and hopped on the computer, so I could check something out. Then, I called all of the boys over so I could ask them a question.
"I've looked up the bat pack Marcus got today and discovered it comes in several different colors," I announced, as they looked over my shoulder at the screen. "I'm willing to buy the rest of you one too, as an early birthday present, so you can have it to use for the entire summer baseball season."
"You mean me and Dylan too?" Justin asked next, not quite believing what he'd just heard.
"Yes, it will be your birthday present from our family, even though I know your birthdays aren't until September and October," I confirmed. They both seemed thrilled with my answer.
"What about me?" Tyler demanded. "I'd like one too, but I've already had my birthday."
"If you're willing to help me take care of the laundry from now on, then I'll get you one too for doing that," I suggested. He quickly accepted my offer and was very happy too. Now, we just had to decide who wanted which color.
"I want a blue one," Ethan quickly announced, although it was actually blue and black.
"I don't like the yellow or orange, so I'll take the black and gray one," Tyler stated next.
"Can I get a black and gray one like Tyler's then?" Dylan asked next. I looked at Tyler before I answered and saw him nod in agreement.
"I don't see why not," I responded. "I'm sure we can mark them so you'll know which one belongs to you."
"Then I want a red one like Marcus," Justin chimed in and I could see Marcus grin in approval.
"Andrew, what if I get you a blue one like Ethan's? Would you like that?" I followed, since he was being really shy. He merely nodded in response. "Don't tell your mommy about this until I give it to you though. Ok?"
"Yeah. I won't tell her," he agreed.
"Then I'll place the order and the bat packs should be here by next weekend," I announced. "You should have them in time for your next game."
"Great!" they all responded in unison, as each one gave me a hug and thanked me.
I had decided to get one for Andrew too, even though I didn't know when his birthday was. I figured if it had already passed, then I could tell him it was an early Christmas present, but this way he would still be able to use it now as well.
Marcus then asked me to help him set up the Pop-up Pitcher's Zone I'd got him, because he wanted to try that out too. Once it was ready, he threw a few pitches at it, but then he looked at Dylan and Tyler next.
"Do you think this will help me become a pitcher?" he wanted to know.
"Let us try it too and then we'll let you know," Tyler replied. Marcus agreed and Dylan and Tyler threw a few pitches at it as well.
"It sure will," Tyler assured him. "I hope you'll let us use it too, because it will help make us better at the same time. It's really great for getting you used to hitting different targets and that can be really important when you're facing the better hitters."
"Yeah, I'm sure it could really help me get better too," Dylan confirmed.
Marcus thought it was great that the two older boys wanted to use it as well, since he already thought they were great pitchers. He felt if they thought it would help them, then it would certainly help him as well.
About this time, I announced it was time to take Justin and Dylan home, as well as Andrew. It was getting late and their parents would be expecting them, so we all hopped into the van and set out for their place. Don and Cherie came out and questioned why I was driving a van, so I explained I'd rented it to take the boys to and from Pirate's Cove. I also told them I was going to drop it off on the way back home and pick up my car. That seemed to suffice, so we started discussing the party.
I told Cherie she'd had a great idea about having all of the boys chip in to buy the two presents and Marcus loved each of them.
"Everything was really great," Marcus assured her.
"And Uncle Blake is going to get us a bat pack too, as an early birthday present," Justin announced, which caused Don and Cherie to give me a questioning look.
"I'm sure you already figured out that we'd be giving your sons a gift for their birthdays," I began in explanation. "Since they all seemed so intrigued with the bat pack the team gave Marcus, I felt it would be a perfect present for them too. Seeing I wanted them to be able to use it now for the current season, I ordered them as an early birthday gift and they should be here by the end of the week."
"You are certainly full of surprises, Blake, and our sons are really lucky to know you and the boys. You're so good to all of them," Cherie countered. "Not only do you do a lot for our sons and treat them great, but now buying them presents too."
"And Justin and Dylan gave Marcus and Tyler gifts for their birthdays too," I pointed out. "These presents will be from the four of us."
"I think we're going to have to do something special for all of you now," she added, while shaking her head slightly.
"That's not necessary and I'm not doing this to make you do something in return," I stated, to let them know they didn't have to worry about trying to even things out. "We all like Justin and Dylan, so we're happy to do this for them."
We talked a little longer and then I took the boys to the rental place to drop off the van and pick up my car. Then we drove Andrew home next.
"Did you have a good time?" Sally asked, as soon as she opened the door.
"Yeah, it was really fun," Andrew told her. "And I went to Marcus' birfday party too."
Sally looked at me strangely, so I explained it was something we had planned in advance with Marcus' team, and since Andrew was with us, we thought he'd enjoy taking part too.
"But we didn't get him anything," she stated and I could tell she felt bad.
"Don't worry about it," I responded. "He got a lot of great presents and he's very happy. He was just glad to have all the others there to celebrate with him."
I could tell she didn't exactly agree, but she let the subject drop. We said goodbye and then I took my boys back to the house. While I was fixing dinner, I saw Marcus and Tyler out practicing their pitching and noticed that Tyler was giving his brother a few pointers. It was great to watch.
While those two were doing that, Ethan came out to talk with me. "That was really fun today," he confessed. "What are we going to do for my birthday?"
"That will be a surprise," I replied, while winking at him.
"Come on! Tell me," Ethan insisted. "What will we do?"
"I haven't decided about that yet, but I promise you'll have just as much fun at your party, as Tyler and Marcus had at their parties," I assured him. He still seemed slightly frustrated about not knowing, but he took me at my word.
After we finished eating dinner together, I had to hurry to get the boys cleaned up and ready for bed. We were doing this later than normal, because we'd eaten late due to the party and the other events of the day, but they still had three more days of classes before school was out for the summer. After they were in bed, I went downstairs to work on the laptop, because I still had a great deal to catch up on before I went back to my job the following day.
I worked well over a couple of hours and when I went upstairs to turn in for the night, I discovered Tyler in my bed. He was sound asleep, but he obviously felt he could continue doing this with me, since I'd allowed it the previous week. I got ready, hopped into bed too, and like a baby finding it's favorite stuffed animal while sleeping, Tyler latched on to me. Before long, he was cuddling against my side as he normally would, but I knew he had never woken up while doing it. I think it was his silent way of telling me that we belonged together.
When the alarm went off on Monday morning, it woke Tyler up too. When I looked over at him, he had a guilty look on his face. "I hope you don't mind that I slept in here with you last night," he began. "I was waiting to ask if it would be alright, but I guess I musta fell asleep first."
"I kind of noticed that," I teased back, "but it's ok. Otherwise, I would have made you get up and go back to your own bed."
"I'm glad you didn't do that," he countered. "I sleep a lot better when I'm in here with you."
After I got the boys up, fed and off to school, I drove into work. I soon discovered that I was much better off than most of my co-workers, because they'd had more trouble with the beta system on Saturday morning and couldn't get very much accomplished. Since I didn't get on the system until late Saturday and Sunday nights, the glitches had been fixed before I did anything. The IT department had spent most of Saturday correcting the new problems, so I had been able to get more done than anyone else. I didn't tell the others about this though, because I didn't want any of them to complain to our boss about it.
Monday night, Cherie picked Marcus up and took him to his practice for me. Tyler spent the time studying and Ethan was watching the Disney channel, so it left me plenty of time to get even more done. I had a lot completed before Marcus returned home, so I knew I was in good shape for the next day.
When Marcus got back, I reminded him that even though we had held his party on Sunday, his birthday was actually the day after tomorrow, on Wednesday. Therefore, I needed to know what he wanted for his special birthday breakfast that morning, so I could make sure I had everything I would need before then. He told me he wanted ham and cheese omelets, so I checked the refrigerator and made a list of the things I would have to buy on my way home the following night.
I was definitely in good shape, work wise, when I got to my job on Tuesday morning. Seeing I was better off than my co-workers, I didn't worry that I had to take Ethan to his baseball practice later. This put me in a really upbeat mood, so the day seemed to pass by rapidly and before long it was time to leave. I made a quick stop at the grocery store so I could pick up the things I needed to make the omelets for Marcus, before I went home to see the boys.
Later, after dinner, I drove Ethan to his practice and then I went over and sat in the bleachers. Sally and Andrew hadn't showed up yet, so I began to wonder if there was a problem. Finally, I saw them pull in and watched as Sally parked her car. As soon as he was able, Andrew raced off to join his team, while Sally came over to sit beside me.
"I was running late from work and that made Andrew hysterical. He kept screaming at me and insisting he was going to be late the entire time I was fixing dinner," she began. "Normally that would have upset me, but I didn't let it get to me this time. It was hard to be mad at him, seeing he's been helping out more since he stayed over with you."
"I'm glad to hear that, because he's a fantastic kid. He was really good while he was with us and he got along great with the other boys," I responded. "I heard him ask them a bunch of questions when he saw how much they did to help out and then he even pitched in and did his share too."
"I know. He told me all about it," she countered, with a grin. "I think it's why he asked if he helped me too if I'd do more fun stuff with him, like you did with Ethan and the other boys." Hearing her say this made me chuckle.
"Well I do tell the boys that's the reason they need to help out," I confirmed. "I hope it didn't cause any problems for you."
"No, it was perfect," she assured me. "Every time he helped me do something, I tried to give him some special attention in return. When he helped me Sunday night, I read him a story before he went to bed. Last night he helped me again, so I sat down and watched one of his shows with him. No matter what I did, he thought it was because he'd been helping out, so I'm sure he'll do even more from now on."
"That's great!" I agreed. "By the way, I was wondering when Andrew's birthday is?"
"Why are you wondering about that?" she asked, while looking at me strangely.
"I was just curious about how much difference there is between his and Ethan's age," I responded. "Ethan's birthday is June 7th."
"Andrew's is August 4th, so it looks like Ethan is a couple of months older," she answered. "They are both turning 7 this year, aren't they?"
"Ethan is, so I take it Andrew will be too," I confirmed. "I'm glad they're so close in age, because it works out perfectly. My other two boys are just a few months younger than their friends. Tyler's about five months younger than Dylan and Marcus is about seven months younger than Justin. Ethan will be the only one older than his best buddy, but only by a couple of months."
"That's still pretty close, only a few months difference," she acknowledged. "I enjoyed watching them interact with each other and could tell they are all great friends."
"Yes, they are. The older ones are terrific with the younger boys too and they all get along really well," I confessed.
"I know. I think Andrew talked about the others as much as he did about Ethan," she admitted. "He really had a great time staying over and hasn't stopped talking about it since."
"He didn't spill any of the dirt on me, I hope," I joked, but then I wondered if it was really a joke? In reality, I think it might have been my subconscious attempt to lessen my concern that he'd told her something he shouldn't.
"Hardly!" she confirmed. "He has nothing but wonderful things to say about each of you. He even told me that you took them to play miniature golf for Marcus' birthday, although he called it 'mini goff'. I don't think I've ever seen him so happy before."
"Yes, I took all the boys to Pirate's Cove for Marcus' birthday party and I'm glad he enjoyed it," I explained. "If you wouldn't mind, maybe Andrew could come home with us after practice on Friday and stay until Sunday again."
"But he has a game on Saturday," she mentioned, somewhat absentmindedly.
"I know. Ethan does too, but it's not a problem," I countered. "You can send his uniform with him that night, but you can still go to the game and watch him play on Saturday. It will give you some time to yourself and you'll be able to do whatever you've been putting off for a while. I'm sure Andrew will also enjoy being with the boys again. Besides, I figure the other two will be there at least part of the time, if not all of it as well."
"Well as long as you don't mind," she responded. "I could definitely use some time to myself and I know Andrew will be thrilled when he hears this."
"Then just bring his duffle with the things he'll need in it when you bring him to practice on Friday night," I suggested. "Then I'll bring him home before dinner on Sunday again."
"I can do that, but let's not tell him right away," she suggested. "I'll wait until just before we come to his practice on Friday to mention it to him, otherwise he'll be sky high all week long."
"Yes, that might be a good idea," I agreed. "I'm well aware of how excited the boys can get about things like that."
"I'm sure you are," she agreed with a smile.
Once practice was over, we said goodbye to each other and headed home. I immediately got Ethan and Marcus scrubbed and in bed, seeing tomorrow was their last day of school. They were really excited about it too and I had two different surprises planned for Marcus. The first was his special breakfast, which he already knew about, but he wasn't aware that I had a second surprise planned for him too and I couldn't wait to see how he reacted to it.
After I'd put them in bed, I went down to do a little work on the computer. While I was doing this, Tyler came down to ask me a question.
"Are you going to be long?" he wanted to know.
"No, I'm almost done for the night," I answered. "Why do you want to know?"
"I was wondering if I could sleep with you again, but I didn't want to just get in your bed and then possibly fall asleep again," he responded, while looking at me with those big puppy-dog eyes.
"Does that mean you have more in mind than just sleeping?" I challenged, while watching his reaction.
"Maybe," he answered coyly. "I'm sure something will pop up." He laughed after saying this.
"Oh, I'm sure of that," I concurred. "Just give me a few more minutes and I'll be right up."
After hearing this, he spun around and raced up the stairs. I wasn't sure why he was in such a big hurry, but he obviously had something in mind.
When I got up to the bedroom, Tyler was lying on my bed, with his legs splayed and his erection proudly extending from his midsection. It was evident something had indeed popped up and he was waiting for me to take care of it. I hurried through my nightly preparations and got into bed with him.
"Can you do it like the last time, when you got between my legs?" he wanted to know. This immediately told me what he wanted, so I agreed.
As soon as I was in position, I lifted his legs, bent down and started to rim him again. This time he didn't jump when my tongue made contact with his rosebud. Instead, he pushed his butt toward me, as a silent invitation to continue. I eagerly accepted the offer and delved into that private place, much to Tyler's delight. He was squirming, moaning and cooing as I paid homage to that region of his body. He was continually thrusting his hips back to meet my effort as well, which was his way of signaling that he wanted me to continue.
After paying attention to that area for a few minutes, I slowly worked my way up to his scrotum and eventually his penis. Tyler was trembling in anticipation as I lowered my mouth over his stiff shaft and began to nod up and down on it. The rimming had obviously got him so worked up that he was nearly ready to explode as soon as I got started. Within a couple of minutes, he was spewing his boy cream down my throat and then his body collapsed on the bed, totally spent.
At that point, I laid down beside him and once he'd recovered, he snuggled up against me as he normally did. We were both very content as he placed his head on my shoulder and draped an arm and leg over my body. After that, we quickly fell asleep.
I woke Marcus up last on Wednesday morning so the boys and I could all sing Happy Birthday to him again. Then, I made each of them a ham and cheese omelet, before I sent them off to school for the final time this school year. I teased Marcus that he had a double celebration today, his birthday and the end of the school year, so I told him to have a great day.
When I got to work, things went extremely well and it seemed as if most of the bugs had been worked out of the beta system. The boss also informed us that everything he had checked out so far appeared to be working properly, so we might only have to continue the beta project for another week before making it live. I suggested we might want to take an additional week on top of that, considering the amount of problems we'd had so far and reluctantly my boss agreed with my suggestion.
That afternoon, my boss let me take off some time so I could go to Ethan and Marcus' school. Marcus was graduating from fourth grade and the school was holding a ceremony for them. This was because it was the fourth graders last year at this school and next year they would be attending the Middle School. I hadn't told either of the boys I was coming, so Marcus was very surprised to see me there.
"I thought you were working," he blurted out when I walked into his classroom, before it was time for the ceremony to begin.
"I was, but I wasn't about to miss this," I replied. "It's your big day, as well as your last one here, because you'll be moving up with the bigger boys next year and going to the same school as Tyler."
"Yeah, I know," he said, as the grin on his face broadened. "I'm really glad you came."
The other parents and I then went to the gymnasium to watch the graduation ceremony. When it was over, I found Marcus again and congratulated him, before I told him I had to leave and go back to work. He told me he understood and it was fine. Then, he thanked me again for coming to see him graduate. He was really proud of himself and I was very proud of him too.
As soon as I left the school, I went back to work and finished up there. When I got home later, I had to make the boys hurry so we could take Marcus out for his birthday dinner. He had told me he wanted to eat at Dominick's; the same Italian restaurant Tyler had picked to go to on his birthday. I called ahead and made a reservation, but I also placed our order when I did this, since we were going to be short on time. This was easy to do, since the boys had all told me they were going to have the same things they'd ordered the previous time we were there. As soon as we arrived at the restaurant and were seated at a table, our meal was delivered and we began to eat. We had to do it this way because Tyler's team had a practice in a little while and he didn't want to miss it or be late.
Tyler only ate half of his dinner and then brought the rest home so he could finish it later. I thought this was a wise choice for him to make, because he'd soon be running around and such a heavy meal probably wouldn't set well. Shortly after we arrived at the house, Don and Cherie showed up to take Tyler to his practice. Since Justin was with them, Marcus decided to go too. This meant I would get a chance to spend some quality time with Ethan alone, because I didn't bring any work home this evening. Even though I'd taken some time off to see Marcus graduate earlier, I was still in better shape than most of my co-workers, so I opted to slack off for the evening.
Ethan announced that he wanted to take a walk around the neighborhood for a change of pace and I agreed it sounded like a good idea. Along the way, I mentioned to Ethan that Aunt Sally had agreed to let Andrew spend both Friday and Saturday nights with us this weekend. Ethan was thrilled by this news and let out a whoop of joy, which got some of the dogs in the area barking in return. He looked at me sheepishly and said he was sorry, but I told him he was forgiven, since I knew how much Andrew's staying over meant to him.
Ethan and I had just gotten back to the house when Don and Cherie returned with the other boys. I stopped to chat with them for a few minutes, and when there was a lull in our conversation, Dylan shouted a question at me through the back window of their car.
"Uncle Blake, can we stay over Friday night?" he wanted to know. I could see Don shoot him a dirty look, but I wasn't sure if it was because Dylan hadn't asked him first or that Dylan wanted to spend more time away from home.
"It's fine with me, if it's ok with your parents," I answered.
"Of course it is," Cherie responded, without first checking with her husband. This surprised me, but I didn't say anything and neither did Don. "But then your boys will have to stay over with us on Saturday night."
"That might be a problem. I've already agreed to have Andrew stay over both Friday and Saturday nights with us, which means Ethan probably won't want to go, so your offer wouldn't do me much good this week," I stated, honestly. "However, it would give you and Don a weekend alone, if you are willing to let your boys spend both nights with us too."
Cherie didn't immediately respond to my offer, so I wondered if there was a problem. Then, I thought she might be debating if she should offer to let Andrew stay at their place too. I had a feeling she wouldn't want to do that without clearing it with Sally first, but then she didn't know Sally well enough to be able to call her up and ask.
"Can we do that, Mom? Please?" Justin teased from the backseat. Instead of answering her son, Cherie turned and spoke to me instead.
"Well, seeing you won't be able to get away to do anything, I don't see any reason why we should all lose out," she began. "Since you are willing to do this, I'll make sure the boys bring enough with them for both nights then, as long as that's ok with you."
"That will be fine," I agreed, which started my boys jumping around in joy.
I could also see Dylan and Justin congratulating each other and fist bumping in the rear seat, while Don shot them a dirty look. I wasn't sure what that was about, but hopefully he just thought the boys were overreacting to the news. Otherwise, he should have been happy that he and his wife were going to have most of the weekend alone again, unless maybe he'd had other plans in mind.
Nothing much happened on Thursday either and it was a fairly calm day, both at the office and at home. I merely worked hard doing my job, knowing Ethan, Marcus and Tyler were spending the middle of their day with the Riordans, since the boys were now on summer vacation. None of them had anything going on this evening, so I knew I'd get to spend time with them then.
Later, after we had finished eating dinner, they cleaned off the dishes and put everything in the dishwasher. Once that was done, they got busy preparing for our house guests and getting the place ready for the weekend, since each one would be having a friend staying over both tomorrow and Saturday night. I had the boys dust downstairs and run the vacuum first, but I also had them make sure their rooms were picked up and cleaned too. As soon as all of that had been taken care of, I agreed to spend some time with them in the family room and we watched something on TV together.
When it was time to turn in, I took Ethan and Marcus upstairs for our shower, before tucking them in bed. After I'd kissed each of them goodnight, I went to my bedroom to turn in. I discovered Tyler sitting on my bed in his boxer briefs and quickly surmised what he was going to ask next.
"Can I sleep with you tonight?" he wanted to know, just as I'd suspected. "I figured I'd do this now, unless you're willing to let Dylan and me sleep with you again while he's here. Otherwise, I won't have another chance to do this until Monday. So do I sleep in here tonight or will you let Dylan and me sleep with you instead?"
"I don't have a problem with you sleeping with me tonight," I agreed and this caused Tyler to make a face. I think he wanted me to agree to sleep with both of them on the weekend instead. "After what I did with you two the last time Dylan was here, I think it would be best if you guys slept in your room this weekend."
"I had a feeling you were going to say that, but was what we did really so bad?" Tyler challenged, while looking at me hopefully. "I know Dylan and I both enjoyed it and it wasn't that big of a deal, was it?"
"Tyler, you were well aware of the fact that I didn't think I should get involved like that with Dylan too, but you still pushed for it to happen," I stated harshly, to let him know I hadn't been pleased about what he'd done.
"But it meant so much to Dylan," Tyler protested. "He was so happy that you'd finally given in for a couple of reasons. First, he liked having you wash him, because he said it kinda made up for his father never doing that for him when he was younger. He also really likes you, so he felt that you jerking him off was really special too."
"Look, I know he likes me and I understood why he wanted me to give in. I just hope that having done it with him once that it won't encourage him to try to get me to do even more with him in the future," I replied, looking Tyler in the eye as I said this. "I meant it when I told him it was a one-time deal. I hope he's not expecting more."
"You said that to me too, but then you changed your mind and you don't regret what we're doing. Do you?" Tyler wondered, as he looked at me concerned.
"Sometimes yes and sometimes no," I answered honestly. "I enjoy it when we're doing it, but as an adult I know I shouldn't be doing those things with you."
"There's nothing wrong with it and I'm not a little kid," Tyler pressed, trying to convince me. "I love everything we've done together and I don't regret any of it. I know Dylan feels the same way and he hopes you'll do even more with him too, so quit making such a big deal out of this. We both love you and not just because you're our Uncle Blake."
Without missing a beat, Tyler wrapped his arms around my neck and began kissing me. It started out as a father/son type of kiss, but then quickly progressed into something more. After a few seconds, I could feel Tyler's tongue trying to part my lips, so I started to pull away. I wasn't able to do that though, because he held on to my neck tightly with his arms. When I attempted to open my mouth to speak to him about this, his tongue shot inside and he began kissing me in earnest. He was quite aggressive in the way he was doing it too.
I was going to try to stop him, but I soon discovered that I was enjoying it too much to quit. Instead, I began responding and soon we were enthusiastically making out. Just as soon as he realized I was no longer fighting him, Tyler grabbed my hand and placed on his stiff mast, which was trying to poke a hole in his underwear. Having lost all of my willpower, I began to rub my hand over his package. Finally, I brought my other hand there too and began to tug at his boxer briefs. As soon as they were down to his knees, I pushed him back on the bed, so I could service him.
"See, I knew you liked doing this with me," he stated, as I was getting into position between his legs after removing his boxer briefs completely.
"Maybe I do, but it still doesn't make it right," I shot back and Tyler merely rolled his eyes. Then, he began to giggle as I lifted his legs and began to push them back.
"You won't hear me complain," he teased, just before my tongue came into contact with his virgin hole.
I rimmed Tyler for the next several minutes and worked him over good. He was purring and cooing as I did it, which let me know he was thoroughly enjoying it. He was also more relaxed than I had ever seen him and this let me know that he trusted me completely. He was also giving me some not so subtle signals that he was in a hurry to get off, so I worked my way up his perineum until I reached his scrotum.
Once my head was there, I began to lathe that area with my tongue, before sucking his grape-size testicles into my mouth. I used my oral muscle to tease and play with them for a short time, before I let them fall from my lips. I nipped and tugged on his fleshy sac after that, before I started working my way up his quivering shaft.
I thought Tyler was going to rocket off of the mattress when I finally lowered my head over his penis and then he began to whimper like a puppy when I closed my lips around it and began to nod my head up and down. As usual, he started to buck his hips to mirror my movements and I could tell he was in a hurry to reap his reward. After frantically carrying on in this fashion for a few minutes, Tyler did a back arch on the bed and drove his penis into my throat. About the same time, his shaft released the first of several volleys of his hot boy juice. As the nectar slid down my throat, I continued to work on him until I was certain that I had siphoned off every last drop. Then, I released his penis from my lips and watched as his body collapsed back onto the bed.
"That was totally wicked tonight," he gushed, as soon as he'd returned to his senses. "I want to do that to you now."
"It's not necessary," I quickly responded, since I was already beginning to feel guilty about what I'd just done.
"Yes, it is and I want to do it to you too," Tyler reiterated, very forcefully. "I love you and want to make you feel as good as you just made me feel."
I was going to argue with him, but the look he was giving me told me he was very serious about doing this. Even though he'd enjoyed what I'd just done, I could tell that returning the favor was just as important to him. Since he'd performed oral sex on me before, I decided to give in and let him do it. As soon as I told him, he was thrilled and jumped up so he could start kissing and hugging me again.
As soon as he finally released me, he started pulling on my boxer briefs, trying to get them down. Before he ripped them, I decided to help him take them off and then I laid back on the bed. I was surprised when he attempted to lift my legs.
"What are you doing?" I asked, slightly shocked.
"I want to do everything to you that you did to me," he replied, while gazing up at my face.
"Are you sure you're ready for this?" I wondered. "You've never done it before and I don't care if you skip this part."
"I know, but since you showered with Ethan and Marcus earlier I know you're clean down there, so I want to try it," he replied, grinning at me the entire time.
"Maybe you should try it with Dylan first," I offered in return. "He won't be as hairy, so maybe that would be better for you."
"No! I want to do it with you," Tyler shouted, forcefully.
"Quiet down or you'll wake up your brothers," I warned, since he was louder than I deemed prudent.
"Sorry, but I mean it," he apologized. "I want to do this with you first. Besides, how would I explain to Dylan how I found out about doing it?"
He had a point there, although I was sure he'd be able to figure something out. "Are you positive you want to try this?" I pressed one more time, just to be sure.
"Absolutely," he replied. His face also told me he was serious.
"Ok, if you insist," I agreed.
Since that had been taken care of, I lifted my legs for him and allowed Tyler to do what he wanted. He explored the area very tentatively at first, but then he basically dove in, although he only did it if for a couple of minutes. Then he worked his way up to my scrotum and eventually to my penis, so I lowered my legs on either side of him. Tyler then ran his tongue all around my shaft, before taking it into his mouth. He continued using his tongue as he lowered his head and then he began bobbing up and down on the top half of my erection.
Tyler was doing everything he could to get me to ejaculate. Besides what he was doing with his mouth, he was also using his hand to massage my scrotum, which he did for a couple of minutes before sliding a finger into my hole. He never located my prostate, even though I tried to tell him how to find it, but I still exploded into his mouth. After he swallowed my semen and made sure he'd drained me completely, he sidled up against me and we went to sleep. I don't think we'd ever enjoyed an evening together more than this.
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http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/a-throw-away-kid/
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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.