**Special Note:** PLEASE CONTRIBUTE TO NIFTY ARCHIEVES! It costs money to operate this site, so if you can afford to do so, please donate so the site can keep operating. Go to:
http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html **Additional Note:** There will be sexual scenes throughout this story, but it won't be predominately sex. If that's the type of story you are looking for then make another selection.
After waking up Sunday morning, we ate breakfast quickly before heading to the park. I was excited that Gus' mother had relented and changed her mind about letting him join us again, and when we got there, the other boys were excited too. The thing was, they weren't merely excited about today's adventure, but they were also thinking ahead about going to the state park to swim afterward, so I had to get them focused again.
"Men, today our mission is to capture the leader of a rebel group who is hiding out in the forest. It's not only important for us to take him alive so he can be questioned by the appropriate authorities, but we also want to retrieve any materials he has with him, such as maps, plans, or communications with others."
"So what do we hafta do?" Noah asked.
"First, we have to sneak by the town," and I indicated this meant the play set and playground equipment. "We need to make sure no one sees us, because we don't want any of his supporters sending a messenger to warn him that we're coming. We will wait and cross the fields after dark to prevent anyone from observing our movements."
"We're really gonna wait until tonight to do this?" Gus asked, looking concerned.
"No, of course not. We're just going to pretend that we waited until it got dark."
"Oh, ok," he responded, blushing slightly due to his error.
"When we reach the forest," which was actually the bushes on the other side of the park, "we'll locate his hiding place and move in to capture him. Once we have him in custody and have gathered up all the materials we can find, we'll take him back to headquarters to be questioned," I added while pointing at the men's room.
"Ok, that sounds like fun," Sam agreed.
I then led them around the town and reminded them to be very quiet, but I also told them to be on the lookout for anyone who might be around, because we didn't want to be observed. There were a few other children at the park today, so whenever one of them turned to look in our direction we would stop and lay on the ground to keep them from spotting us. As soon as they looked in the other direction again, we'd get up and move along quickly.
Once we'd bypassed the town, I had the boys join me as we rested and waited for it to get dark, which only took a couple of minutes. Just before we moved on, I warned them to be careful so they didn't twist or break an ankle by stepping in a hole. I also warned them about using any lights, including matches, since light travels very far in the dark.
"But we don't have any matches," Noah countered.
"Then I guess you just have to make sure you don't use your cell phones, flashlights, or anything else that lights up. It's good that I don't have to worry about any of you lighting a cigarette or a cigar," I clarified.
Noah looked at me strangely for a second and then burst out laughing. "Ok, I guess the idea of us smoking was just pretend too." I nodded in agreement.
When we finally got to the forest, or in our case the bushes, I had the boys take another short break as we waited for the sun to come up. No one questioned me this time, since they realized my comments were all about our pretend mission. When it was time to move out, I gave them a final word of advice.
"We're going to spread out to look for his hiding place. I'm sure he's not alone and there are others watching for anyone trying to capture or kill him, so keep your weapons handy. If you have to take out one of the sentries, see if you can get close enough to use your knife or hands to do it, because gunfire will alert everyone else in their camp. If you do have to shoot, make sure you kill your target, but try to capture their leader alive, because we won't get any information out of him if he's dead. By the way, be sure to use hand signals, because we don't want them to hear us coming either."
We then spread out to look for their camp. After a couple of minutes, I saw Gus waving his arms wildly about, so I signaled the other two to follow me over to him. When we got there, he pointed to some bushes that seemed to form a natural lean-to shelter.
"I think they might be in there," Gus whispered while pointing at that area.
"Good job!" I congratulated him. "Guys, surround the place and I'll go in and pull out the leader. Be ready to fight with anyone else."
They all nodded in agreement as we moved closer, and then I saw a couple of them battling with unseen foes. As they were taking care of the guards, I bent down, reached under the bushes, and pretended to pull out a struggling captive. As soon as he was securely under our control, I had the boys tie his arms behind his back and loop a rope around his body so we could lead him back to headquarters.
"Good job, but there may be others out here, so keep alert."
We then made our way toward the men's room, where we turned our prisoner over to our superiors to be questioned. "Great job, men. I'm sure we'll all get another medal for pulling this off and completing our mission. That means we'll be honored at a banquet that will be held in the very near future."
I'd said this because I figured that since I was going to be buying them lunch it could serve as the banquet honoring our achievement. "Are you guys up for pizza?"
"Yeah!" they all screamed back.
"Ok, then that's what we'll have for lunch."
I told them to follow me over to the car and I made sure they were all buckled in before I set out for our next destination. I drove to the old factory building first, so Sam and Gus could go to their apartments and grab the things they needed. When they returned, I set out for our next destination, Cici's Pizza, since it was located along the route that I took to get to my house. I chose this place because I knew they offered a buffet featuring different kinds of pizza, including dessert pizzas, so the boys could eat as much as they wanted. I concluded this would be the cheapest and easiest way to feed this group, so that's what we did.
After leading the boys inside and paying the required fee, I explained how this worked, seeing none of them had ever been here before. I told them that they could help themselves to any of the pizza on the heated buffet table, but I advised them to use the utensils to get what they wanted, not their hands. I told them they could use their hands when they ate, but not when getting their food, because they might touch food that someone else was going to be eating, and they seemed to understand.
Once they had filled their plates with what they wanted, I led them to a table and we set our plates down. I then told each of them to take a glass and follow me over to the area where they could fill them with whatever drink they preferred. Once we finished doing that, we went back to the table and took our seats.
"Men, this banquet is in your honor for completing another very dangerous mission," I stated before we began eating. They all looked up at me and grinned first, and then they began stuffing pizza into their mouths.
While we were eating, I decided to inform Gus about one more thing. "Gus, after we finish up here, I'll be taking you to Walmart to buy a swimsuit before we head over to the state park."
"But I brought another pair of shorts to swim in."
"I know, but that was just to make sure your mother let you come with us. I bought swimsuits for Noah and Sam too, so I'm going to do it for you as well."
"You guys already have swimsuits?" Gus asked next.
"Yeah, they're at Brian's house, cuz we change there," Noah replied, with Sam nodding in agreement.
Gus didn't comment about this and merely continued eating. When we finished, I drove to Walmart, because that's where I'd purchased the swimsuits for the other two, and we went inside. After showing Gus the various choices, Sam and Noah showed him the type of suits they had, and then Gus picked one out. I had him get a size larger than I'd bought for the other two, since he was more solidly built, and then I took him to the changing room to try it on and make sure it fit.
"Put it on over your underwear, and then just let me see how it looks on you," I told him as I led him to the dressing room.
He did as I asked, and when he came out I noticed it looked a little snug on him, so I told him to take it off and we'd exchange it for the same swimsuit in the next size. Once he was in his other clothes again, we swapped swimsuits and took the new one up to the register to check out. When we were in the car, Sam made a comment.
"I didn't know you were that much bigger than me."
"My mom says it's cuz of my big butt," Gus replied, which caused the other two to giggle.
When we got to the house, Noah and Sam headed directly for my bedroom, but I offered Gus another option, once I'd removed the tags from his swimsuit. "You can change in the bathroom."
"How about Noah and Sam?"
"We change in here with Brian," Noah shot back.
"Then I'll do that too," Gus replied.
"Gus, I don't want to give your mom any reason to change her mind again," I responded, slightly worried.
"Then I just won't tell her. If she asks, I'll just say I changed in your bathroom."
"That's what I did too," Sam chimed in.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I want to do the same thing the other guys are doin'," Gus insisted.
Since he seemed adamant, I gave in, and we all began to strip. I already knew Gus was uncircumcised, because Sam had mentioned that fact the previous week. As I glanced down, I noticed that Sam's assessment had also been correct, in that Gus' foreskin wasn't nearly as long as his. Gus' helmet was peeking out through the wrinkled skin at the tip and allowed me to see its deep pink color.
No one said anything about any of this, which actually surprised me. I guess the explanation of the previous week had answered Noah and Sam's questions, but I was amazed that Gus hadn't asked any questions. I could only assume he must have been around other naked men or boys before and already knew about the differences.
After we'd all put on our swimsuits and slipped into our sandals or flip-flops, I got out a towel for each of us, let them take the color they wanted, and then I grabbed the sunscreen and led them out to the car. As I set out for our destination, the boys filled Gus in about what it was like and what he'd be doing.
Once we arrived at our destination, I basically repeated the same process I'd used with the other boys, and after I covered each of them with sunscreen, they put some on my back as well. We then took a walk around the lake, to give the sunscreen time to absorb into our skin, and after we got in the kiddie area, I had them squat underwater while holding their breath.
Once Gus felt comfortable doing that, I had the other two show Gus what they'd learned to do so far, and then I worked with Gus while the other boys watched. Gus' body seemed to float slightly lower in the water as he did this, so when he turned his head to take another breath he had to lift his head up slightly, or else it would have been below the waterline. He quickly adapted and caught on to what he needed to do, so I merely took turns walking beside the boys as they swam from one side of the kiddie area to the other.
Gus appeared to be stronger than the other two and moved through the water a little faster than they had. He was doing quite well for his first time, so we continued for about an hour before we decided to take a break. After I bought each of us a snow cone, which we all enjoyed, we went back to the kiddie area and started doing it all over again. When we finished, we took a walk around the area as we air-dried, and then Sam showed Gus how to use his towel to keep my car seats clean and dry.
"Thanks for teachin' me how to swim," Gus stated during the ride back. "It was really fun."
"Yes, but like I told the other boys, don't get too cocky. There's a lot more to learn before you try doing this alone or attempt anything that is a little more dangerous, such as diving into the water."
"I know, but I'm glad my mom is finally lettin' me do these things with the rest of you. I wasn't talkin' to her or spending any time with her, so she'd know I was really mad, but it was Sam's mom that talked her into lettin' me do this."
"I'm glad she changed her mind."
"Yeah, she was just worried that you were like the guy who was bein' nice to me after my dad was killed. He'd offer to take me places, and then he would stick his hands in my pants and underwear so he could play with my cock. He had me do it to him too."
"Ah, now I understand why your mother was so suspicious."
"Yeah, but I tried to tell her you weren't like that."
"I'm glad she realizes it now."
We continued talking on the way back, and I learned more about what had happened to Gus. He said he didn't really mind what the guy was doing to him, because he thought it felt good, but he didn't like having to do it back. When he made a comment about it to his mom that he didn't like doing it in return, she went ballistic and called the police. From what Gus said, the guy is still in prison, but it might also explain why Gus didn't make any comments when he undressed with us. It seems his previous experience had taught him all that he needed to know.
When we reached the house and went inside, we carried our towels with us and the boys all followed me to the bedroom to change again. "I like that we're doin' this together," Gus said, breaking the silence. "I don't mind if you guys see me with nothin' on, and I kinda like seein' you guys too, 'specially Brian's big cock, but I know I can't tell my mom about it this time."
"I certainly hope you don't say anything to her about this, because I'm sure she'd stop letting you join us again. While we're talking about it, though, I think you boys are all old enough to start using the proper term and start calling it a penis."
"If we did that our friends would all think we were weird, cuz they all call it a cock or dick."
"When I was little I called it a pee-pee, cuz that's what my mom called it," Noah admitted. "After I started goin' to school, that's when I started calling it a dick, cuz that's what the other boys called it."
"And me and Gus used to call them our weenies, cuz that's what our moms called them. We only started calling it a cock a couple of years ago, cuz the older kids would make fun of us when we said weenie."
"I see, so if that works best for you, then I'll let the subject drop. I also know you boys like to look at my penis because it's so much bigger, but yours will get bigger too, and that will probably happen sometime over the next couple of years."
"And will we get hair down there too, like you?" Sam wanted to know.
"Yes, that will happen when you reach puberty. You'll start getting hair over your penis, on your upper lip, in your arm pits, and you'll get more on your arms and legs too."
"I got some hair down there already, just not very much," Gus stated.
"Really? Show us," Noah begged.
Gus turned and let us check out his pubis, and sure enough there were three of four dark hairs starting to come in. This surprised me, because his penis didn't even appear to be as developed as much as Noah's.
"I'd heard boys are reaching puberty earlier than they used to. When I was younger, most boys didn't start the process until they were twelve or thirteen."
"Yeah, they just started comin' in a couple of weeks ago, but how 'bout our chest?" Gus asked. "Will we get hair there too, cuz my dad had lots of hair on his chest?"
"Some boys might get hair on their chest, but that won't happen until they get older, and it won't happen to everyone. Some boys might also get hair on their shoulders and back, but that won't happen to very many."
"Gus, can you pull the extra skin back on your dick like Sam can?" Noah asked.
"You mean like this?" Gus responded as he pulled back his foreskin and exposed his knob.
"Yeah, like that," Noah giggled.
"How did you know how to do that, cuz I didn't until Brian 'splained it?" Sam followed.
"Cuz it was one of the things the guy did to me when he was playin' with my cock," Gus answered.
After we finished changing again, I put two of our swimsuits over the shower curtain rod and the other two over the side of the tub to dry, I then took Gus and Sam's extra pair of shorts, wet them, and then wrung out the excess water and gave them back. Once that had been taken care of, we went out and hopped in the car again. After dropping Gus and Sam off where they lived, I turned toward Noah and asked a question that I felt I already knew the answer to.
"Do you want to go back with your mom now, or go home with me?"
"With you, silly. You know I like to spend time with you."
"That's fine, but I just wanted to give you the choice. What would you say to having Sloppy Joes for dinner?"
"Is that like Manwiches?"
"Yes, it's the same thing."
"Yeah, I like them."
"Ok, then we'll have Manwiches and a salad tonight."
"Can we have tater tots too?"
"I suppose I can get some of those too, since I'll need to stop at the grocery store."
On the way to the house, I stopped to pick up what I needed, seeing I hadn't planned ahead for this meal. Once I had those items, I drove to the house and began to fix dinner. It didn't take very long to throw it all together, and then we ate.
"That was good. Thanks," Noah said after scarfing down his Manwich and other items.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, but what do you want to do now?"
"Can we go outside and drive the little car around again?"
"Yes, I set it up to charge earlier, so it should be ready to go again."
"Yay! I really like doin' that."
"That's the reason I bought it."
I took the RC car outside and let Noah drive it up and down the driveway first, before setting him loose in the street. As I watched him having so much fun, I was even more pleased that I'd bought this house on a dead-end street now. I'd originally chosen it because I thought it would be a quieter neighborhood and I wouldn't have to worry about cars buzzing through as a shortcut. However, it also turned out to be a good spot where we could do things like this on the street. I'd even noticed that one of the other houses had put up a portable basketball net beside the street and the kids used the pavement as their court, because it was easier to dribble on.
After letting Noah drive the RC car around for a couple of hours, I noticed it seemed to be slowing down, so I told him we'd put it back on the charger for next time. He didn't put up too much of a fuss, since he knew he'd be doing it again the following weekend, and then we went inside to watch TV.
After looking through the cable guide, I saw 'The Princess Bride' was on one of the channels, so I put it on. Since Noah hadn't seen many movies before, I knew he would enjoy this one, especially since it resembled an adventure I might have made up. Besides, it was funny and I enjoyed it too.
"Buttercup is pretty, and the giant is big and ugly," Noah observed during one of the commercials.
"Actually, the giant was a professional wrestler thirty years ago. His wrestling name was Andre the Giant, and he stood seven feet, four inches tall (2.24m) and weighed 520 pounds (240 kg)."
"Wow! I bet nobody beat him."
"Late in his career he was beaten by a guy named Hulk Hogan, and Hogan even body slammed Andre in the process."
"He was able to pick the giant up?" Noah asked in disbelief.
"Yes, but he claimed to have pulled some muscles while doing it."
"The giant must have been old by then, or nobody could have beat him. He was really big."
"Yes, he was, but in real life he was a very gentle man."
We stopped talking and watched the movie again when it came back on, and I could tell Noah was really enjoying it. He tensed up when Buttercup fell into the sand pit and Westley jumped in to save her, and then he held onto my arm when they fought off the giant rat in the Fire Swamp. He loved the sword fights too, which gave me an idea for next week's adventure with the boys.
When the movie ended, Noah had one final comment. "I'm glad Westley was able to convince the bad Prince that he was ok so the Prince wouldn't fight him, and I'm happy that he and Buttercup got together again."
"Yes, it really was true love. So what do you want to do now?"
"Let's just take a shower and go to bed."
"As you wish," I answered, using the same phrase that Westley always used when Buttercup asked him to do something. It was also the same thing the grandfather told his sick grandson when he was asked to come back so he could read the story to him again the next day. It caused Noah to look at me and grin.
"That's what Westley and the grandfather said."
"Did they? I guess I must have missed that."
"No, you didn't, but I like that you said it. They said that to show their love."
"Yes, I guess they did, and I love you too."
Noah and I then went to shower, because it was getting late and I had to work the next day. It had been another great weekend, and I was beginning to feel like a divorced dad who got to spend weekends with his kid. I was glad to be able to give the mothers a slight break, but even happier that I was teaching the boys to swim, seeing someday it might save their lives. Don't get me wrong, because I liked just spending time with them too, and I truly was beginning to feel as if Noah was my little brother. For the most part, I had trouble thinking of him as a son, since I was barely old enough to be his dad, so it was actually easier to think of him as my little bro.
While we were washing each other, Noah surprised me with another comment. "I liked when Gus changed with us too, but he didn't say nothin' about our dicks, just yours."
"That's true, so I guess he must have had those questions answered for him before."
"You mean when that guy touched his dick and made Gus touch his dick too?"
"Yes, I suppose that had something to do with it."
"But why would the guy want to do that with Gus?"
"I guess he must have liked doing those things, and it probably made him feel good too."
"You mean when they touched each other there?"
"Yes, that's what I meant."
"Could you show me what they were doin'?"
"I could, but I don't think I should. Those are the types of things that can get people in trouble."
"But we already touch each other there when we shower, and I promise not to tell. I just want to find out what Gus was doin'."
"Remember, that's what caused Gus' mom to react the way she did, and that guy is still in prison. I don't want to upset your mom by doing those things, and I don't want to end up in prison too."
"But I promise I won't tell. I just want to see what they were doin' and what it felt like, cuz Gus said it felt good."
Although he wasn't mature enough to be sexually interesting to me, I did enjoy seeing him naked and teaching him things, so I had to think about this for a minute before I answered. "Ok, I trust that you'll keep your word and won't tell anyone, so I'll do this for you. Let's put on our underwear to do it, so you'll get the idea of what it was like for Gus."
"K."
After we finished washing and had rinsed off, we dried ourselves and then put on clean underwear. We then got on the bed and propped our backs against the headboard. "I take it they did this in a car, so this is what it might have been like," I said as I reached over and slid my hand under his waistband.
I moved it lower until I was able to cup his entire package, and I rubbed his scrotum first. After doing that for a short time, I used my thumb and index finger to grasp his penis, which was starting to firm up, and I began to stroke it.
"Oh, yeah, that does feel good. I guess that's why Gus liked it."
"Probably, because doing this makes a guy feel good, especially when someone does it to him."
"Can I do it to you now?"
"Yes, but only because it's what the guy had Gus do next."
"K," he said as he reached over and slid his hand into my underwear. He attempted to rub my scrotum first, and then he wrapped his small had around my shaft, which was already plumping up.
"Your dick is gettin' hard."
"Yes, that's what happens when someone plays with it."
I let him do it for about a minute before I called a halt to what we were doing. "Ok, now you know what Gus and that guy did, but now it's time for us to go to sleep."
"K, and thanks for lettin' me do that. I won't tell nobody, but now I know what Gus was talkin' bout."
"Yes, you do, but just remember that you can't tell anyone about this or let Gus know that you did the same thing he did."
"K, I won't."
We had to get out of bed after that to brush our teeth and use the toilet, since we hadn't done it after we finished our shower. When those things had been taken care off, we got back into bed, and Noah hovered over me again after I turned off the lamp. He then bent down and kissed me on the lips before laying beside me and putting his head on my chest.
"I love you a lot, Brian, and thanks for doin' all this stuff with me. And thanks for bein' so nice to my friends too."
"You're welcome, little buddy. Now go to sleep and I'll see you in the morning."
I could feel him nod his head as it rested on my chest, and before long I could hear the gentle rhythm of his breathing, which let me know he'd fallen asleep. Content, I briefly thought about what we'd just done, and then I drifted off to sleep as well.
* * * * * * * *
E-mail responses to the stories, story suggestions, or other 'constructive' comments or advice may be sent to: ErastesTouch@aol.com - but please put the story title in the subject line, so it doesn't get deleted as junk mail.
My other stories:
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/different-points-of-view/
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/a-throw-away-kid/
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-guardian/
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/chance-of-a-lifetime/
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/all-the-worlds-a-stage/
* * * * * * * *
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.