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After the plane landed Saturday evening, I decided to take it easy and not do very much. I stopped to eat after leaving the airport, and then I dumped my suitcase just inside the front door, choosing to unpack it the following day. I showered and went to bed early, figuring I'd get a good night's sleep first, before I did that.
After waking up, I fixed breakfast, unpacked my suitcase, and put a load of dirty clothes in the washing machine. That was the first of several loads, so by the end of the day all of my clothes were clean and I was ready to head to work in the morning.
I chatted briefly with my assistant when I first got to the office, and we inquired as to whether the other had enjoyed the long holiday weekend. After we finished chatting, I settled down to work until lunchtime, and then I got in the car and drove over to the 7-Eleven hoping that Cheryl would be there. She was, and after exchanging pleasantries and inquiring about Noah, I asked a few additional questions.
"What day are you having coffee with Monica and Debbie this week?"
"My day off is Thursday, and I'm meeting them at noon."
"Do you think they'd mind if I joined you this time? I have a few things I want to run by the three of you concerning the upcoming holiday."
"I don't think they'd mind at all. Since neither of them has a car, we always meet at one of their apartments, and this time we'll be at Monica's."
After she gave me some additional information, I thanked her and said I'd see them on Thursday. I just hoped the meeting would go well.
I was really busy at work the rest of the week, so the time flew by. In fact, I had to set the alarm on my cell phone so I wouldn't miss going to have coffee with the women on Thursday. I drove over to the old factory building, made my way to the apartment number Cheryl had given me, and knocked on the door. Monica opened it, greeted me, and invited me inside.
"Do you take anything in your coffee?" she asked once I was seated at the table with the others.
"No, black is fine. I just wanted to ask you three a few questions about the upcoming holidays. I was thinking about buying each of the boys something for Christmas, but I wanted to get your approval before I did it."
"It's not necessary for you to get them anything, but I suppose it would be ok," Monica answered, with the other two agreeing.
"Good, I didn't want to do anything without your permission. I'll give them their presents the weekend before Christmas, since I'll be leaving the following Friday to spend the holiday with my parents."
"That shouldn't be a problem," Cheryl offered.
"I have something else to run by you as well. Since New Year's Eve in on Sunday this year, I was thinking I would take the boys on Sunday, instead of Saturday that week. If you wouldn't mind, I'll entertain them and let them spend the night to free the three of you up so you can go out and have some fun for a change."
"Oh, I like that idea," Monica immediately replied.
"I do too," Debbie agreed.
I silently released the breath I was holding in after I had asked that question, because I'd been worried about what her reaction would be, considering what had happened to Gus previously. I noticed she had continued speaking, so I listened to what she had to say.
"I'll have to see if maybe Glen can stay with one of his friends that night, but I'm sure I can work out something so I'll be free."
"That's right. I keep forgetting that you have another son. If you wouldn't mind, he could join us as well, because we'll only be playing games and maybe watching a movie. We'll just camp out in the living room and they can sleep in sleeping bags on the floor, and then I'll bring them back the following afternoon."
"I doubt any of the boys have sleeping bags," Debbie responded, with Monica and Cheryl shaking their heads to indicate their sons didn't have that item either.
"That's ok, because I have the sleeping bags my parents and I used when I was younger. I found them when I was helping my dad dig out the Christmas decorations when I was home for Thanksgiving, and since he said he didn't have any use for them any longer, I shipped them here."
"Will you have enough of them, if you include Glen too?" Debbie followed.
"Yes, there are four sleeping bags. There was one for my mom, dad, and me, and another so I could invite a friend to go with us. That means each boy will have a sleeping bag, and I'll just sleep on the couch."
"Ok, that works for me," Debbie replied. "Glen has teased about going with Gus before, but since he's nearly four years younger I didn't think it would be appropriate. I've been letting him invite one of his friends over when the boys are with you, or he goes to visit one of them instead. It's worked out fairly well so far."
"You don't have to worry, because we won't be doing anything that he can't participate in. I just thought it would give the three of you a break and a chance to have some fun."
"We can't really afford to go out," Monica replied, "but I'm sure we can scrape together enough money to buy some wine and a few snacks, and we can always watch a movie. It will be a lot more enjoyable than what I usually do on New Year's Eve."
"Yes, I know I'm looking forward to doing this now," Cheryl agreed. "And I'm sure the boys will enjoy being together and spending time with you, rather than being stuck at home with us."
"Yes, and thank you for doing this," Monica chipped in.
"And for agreeing to include Glen," Debbie followed.
This went better than I'd anticipated, so after I finished my coffee, we said goodbye to each other and I returned to work. Now, I just had to come up with things the boys and I could do that evening.
I didn't see any of them until the Saturday, and they were waiting for me at the park with huge grins on their faces.
"Did you have a nice time with your parents?" Noah asked as soon as he got in the car.
"Yes, it was very nice. How about you guys?"
"Yeah, we all ate at Gus' apartment on Thanksgiving," Noah replied.
"And we stayed overnight with him too," Sam added.
"And then we spent Friday night at Sam's apartment and Saturday night at Noah's trailer. It was great!" Gus finished.
"And we let Glen come with us too," Noah stated.
"I'm glad you did that, and it sounds as if you boys really enjoyed yourselves."
"Yeah, we did, but it would have been even better if you were there too," Noah countered. "We all missed you."
"Yeah, we did," the other two chimed in.
"So what are we gonna do today?" Sam followed, becoming slightly impatient.
"I've got another mystery set up for you at the house, so let's go do that first, and then I've got something else planned that we can do afterward."
"Neat!" they responded in unison.
We spent the next couple of hours with the boys trying to solve the scenario I'd set up for today, and then I took them to the food court at the mall to eat.
"How come we're eating here today?" Noah wondered.
"It's because it puts us closer to what we're going to do next, after we finish our lunch."
The boys immediately began to tease me to tell them what I had planned, but I told them they'd find out in due time. They weren't happy about my refusal to answer their questions, but Noah warned them I wouldn't tell, so they quieted down and finished eating. As soon as everyone was done, I led them to the cinema complex.
"So we're going to watch a movie?" Gus asked.
"Yes. I thought you'd enjoy seeing 'The Justice League', since you all seemed to enjoy the adventure when you were superheroes."
"Yeah, we did, and this sounds like fun," Sam agreed.
Since we had just eaten, I merely bought each of us a drink after I'd purchased the tickets, and then we went inside the theater and found a good place to sit together. We had to wait a few minutes before the previews started, and once we'd seen each of the trailers and had commented on them, the movie finally came on the screen.
The boys were watching the movie intently, and the premise was that Batman and Wonder Woman were putting together a team of superheroes to save the planet. This group would eventually include Aquaman, Cyborg, and The Flash, and there was quite a bit of action. Besides enjoying the movie, I could tell the boys were also thinking back to when they'd battled supervillains as well, which helped them relate to what was happening on the screen.
"I'm glad you brought us to see this. It was really good," Noah stated when the movie ended.
"Yeah, it was. Is this where you got the idea for the adventure you had us do?" Gus wanted to know.
"Actually, I hadn't heard about this movie when we did that. I just saw the trailer on TV when I was watching football with my dad last week, and I thought you boys might like to see it."
"Yeah, it was great," Sam agreed.
After I took Gus and Sam home, Noah returned to the house with me. As soon as we were alone, he had something else he wanted to tell me. "Man, I'm glad you're back, because I really missed you rubbing my penis for me. I had to do it in the bathroom over Thanksgiving, because me, Gus, and Sam all stayed in the same room together."
"I wondered about that."
"Yeah, I really missed you doing it for me, so will you do it now, and then again before we go to sleep?"
"I suppose I could do that, if it's what you want?"
"Yeah, I do."
Noah then raced to my bedroom and began taking off his clothes. By the time I got there to join him, he was already naked, so he merely hopped on the bed, spread his legs, and waited for me to begin. He moaned in satisfaction as soon as I began to stroke his package.
"Man, I wish we could do this more often," he sighed as I was working on him.
"I'll help you out as often as I can."
"Thanks."
Since he was already mentally primed, it didn't take very long before he was spewing his watery load onto his abdomen. As soon as I finished cleaning him off, he was ready to return the favor, but I told him he could do it when I did it to him again later. I could tell he wanted to do it to me now, but he didn't argue about having to wait.
Even though it was a little chilly out, Noah wanted to go outside and kick the soccer ball around for a while, and after we did that he played with the RC car. He eventually put the car away so we could take our walk, and then we showered together when we got back. He opted to watch TV while I was fixing dinner, and I went in to join him for a while once it was in the oven. I continued to listen for the timer to go off, and when it did we went out to eat.
We watched TV after we finished our meal, and I masturbated him again before we went to sleep. I kept my word and let him masturbate me too, and once we'd both cleaned up the mess, we cuddled together as we fell asleep.
As soon as we woke up in the morning, Noah started teasing me to masturbate him again before we ate, so I did what he wanted. He also asked me to do it for him again after lunch, and then again when we went to bed, saying "It's only fair, because you weren't here to do this for me last weekend."
Of course I did what he wanted, so he was happy, and he even woke me up a little earlier than usual on Monday morning so I could masturbate him again before I took him home. He was all smiles as he got out of the car and said he'd see me again next Saturday.
I kept busy throughout the following week, both at work and after I was done for the day. That's because I went out to do my Christmas shopping every evening as I looked for presents for my parents, the boys, and a little something for their mothers. By the end of Friday night I had found most of the things I was looking for, but I still had a little more shopping to do, so it looked as if I'd be running around again next week as well.
After getting a decent night's sleep, I went to the park to meet the boys on Saturday morning. They immediately hopped in my car and we headed to the house, since I had another mystery set up for them to solve. Once they'd figured out who did it, I took them to the food court at the mall to have lunch again.
"Does this mean we're gonna see another movie?" Sam wondered.
"It does. Since you boys seem to enjoy solving the mysteries I set up for you each week, I'm going to take you to see a movie based on a mystery novel. It's called 'Murder on the Orient Express', and it's based on a novel by Agatha Christie. I think you'll enjoy it."
"K. Sounds good," Gus responded.
We did the same thing we'd done the week before, in that I bought us each a drink and we went into the theater and waited for the movie to begin. If you're not familiar with the novel, the movie is about an unpopular billionaire who is murdered on the train, and then thirteen passengers are suspected of committing the crime. Detective Hercule Poirot also happens to be on the train, and he ends up with the task of trying to figure out who actually committed the murder, since the thirteen suspects all seem to have a motive. Poirot needs to determine who killed the billionaire before there is another murder or the killer manages to get off the train, and we watched to see if he was going to be successful.
"That was pretty good," Sam stated when the movie ended.
"Yeah, it was like some of the problems we've had to solve each week," Gus added.
"But there weren't very many people on the train," Noah observed.
"That was so the murder could be solved by the end of the book, or in this case the movie. If more people had been involved, it would have taken longer to figure out who had done it. That's also why I limit how many characters are involved in the mysteries I set up for you boys."
"Ok, I see now," Noah stated.
Once I dropped the other two off at their apartments, Noah spent the rest of the weekend with me. It was nearly identical to the weekend before, in that he had me masturbate him twice on Saturday, three times on Sunday, and again on Monday morning. We basically did the other things we'd done the week before as well, and we both enjoyed our time together.
The work week turned out about the same too, since I was busy during the day with the affairs of the office, and then I would go Christmas shopping before heading home. I was exhausted by the time Friday night rolled around, but I'd found the last of the items I was looking for.
I was excited when I picked the boys up at the park on Saturday morning, because I had something special planned. I wouldn't be seeing them the following weekend, because I was going home for Christmas, so today we'd have our Christmas party together. Once we got to the house, I showed them the tagboard outlining our new mystery.
"Today we're going to help Santa solve a problem he had at the North Pole," I began, and the boys giggled. I knew they didn't still believe in Santa, but I figured they'd have fun solving this new mystery. "What happened is this. Someone snuck into his house and took the outfit Santa was going to wear when delivering gifts on Christmas Eve. The person eventually put it back, but whoever took it did it so he could shrink the suit before returning it, so Santa won't be able to wear it now.
"Mrs. Claus believes that after the person had Santa's best suit in his possession, he soaked it in water and then threw it into the industrial dryer on the highest heat. Although it didn't shrink down to elf size, Santa can no longer fit into it, but fortunately he has some older, backup outfits he can wear. They are older, slightly worn, and not nearly as nice as the one that was shrunk, but at least he'll still be able to go out and deliver presents on Christmas Eve.
"Now, here's what you'll have to do. There's a group of seven elves that Santa and the other elves suspect might have done this, seeing that group is always complaining and causing problems. I'm going to use the nicknames the other elves have given them, rather than their real names, so you'll have to figure out if Grouchy, Moody, Lazy, Surly, Dofus, Sneaky, or Twit did this."
"No wonder they're always causing trouble, if they've been given names like that," Gus joked.
"They were only given those names AFTER they started getting into trouble and causing problems. They have all been found A.W.O.L. at various times, which stands for Absent Working On the Line, meaning the toy assembly line. They've also been declared M.I.A., or being Mean, Insufferable, and Arrogant, as well as D.O.A., Disruptive, Onery, and Argumentative. They've committed other crimes against the elf code as well, but those are their most serious offences."
"So what are we supposed to do?" Sam followed, getting impatient again.
"On this second tagboard I've listed each elf's assignments for the forty-eight hour period that covers the time after Mrs. Claus took the suit out of storage and when the dastardly deed was discovered. You boys will have to look at the schedule to figure out who might have been able to get away long enough to do this. You'll need to see if any of them were working alone for part of the time, as well as who is lacking a witness or witnesses that he worked his entire shift. If any elf doesn't have a good alibi, it means he might have been able to slip away long enough to shrink Santa's traveling suit and then put it back, so you have a lot to look at."
"So they might not have done their job and just goofed off?" Noah wanted to know.
"That's what you'll have to figure out, because the elves listed the times each elf had been seen working at his assigned job, as well as when he was scheduled to work. For the most part, they have at least one other elf who can vouch for them when they were seen working, so they all have strong alibis for the times listed. You'll have to figure out who didn't work his entire shift, or who was scheduled to work alone and might have had an opportunity to do this."
"K," they all agreed.
I gave each one a tablet and pen so he could make notes, and they did this separately to see who could solve this mystery. After nearly two hours of working on the case, Sam was the first to conclude that only Surly would have been able to get away long enough to do this, so I had him write a memo to Santa stating what he'd found and who the evidence suggested was involved. We'd let Santa determine a suitable punishment to fit the crime.
As soon as we finished, I told the boys to follow me, and I took them into the exercise room so I could point out that they each had a Christmas present from me on one of the machines. They just had to find their name on one of the packages. I watched as they scurried around looking for their name, and each unwrapped his gift.
Their presents were identical so I'd avoid having anyone feel slighted or thinking someone else got more. I gave each boy a new backpack, and I put an inexpensive laptop inside, along with a bag of candy. I put the packages of candy together as well, and each contained four candy canes, two Reese's Snowmen, and two Hershey's milk chocolate Santas.
"Wow! Are these real computers?" Gus asked, focusing on the one item.
"Yes, they are, and I bought them for you to use when doing your homework. I know you don't have the internet at home, but you can hook up to my Wi-Fi when you're here. I'll also teach you how to use them to write reports and do other assignments. When you're done working on those, you can bring your computer here with you on the weekend and I'll print everything out for you. If you need it before then, just give me a call and I'll stop by and copy the file onto a flash drive so I can print it at the office or when I return home."
"Thanks, this is really awesome," Gus stated.
"Yeah, thanks," Sam agreed.
"I'm going to use this a lot," Noah confirmed.
"Just don't take the computers to school, because I don't want them to get stolen. Leave them at home, but you can also bring it with you when you come here each week too. I'm hoping you'll be able to use them to do better on your schoolwork."
I then asked them where they wanted to go for lunch, and they all agreed on CiCi's, since they wanted pizza. I took them there and let them fill up, and when we returned to the house I spent some more time showing them how to use the laptops and how they could use them to write reports. I even showed them how to hook up to the Wi-Fi when they were here, and we continued doing this until it was time for me to take Sam and Gus home.
Before they left, I handed Gus another package to take with him. "What's this?" he wanted to know.
"It's a present for Glen."
"Did you buy him a computer too?" he gasped.
"No, I'm giving him a backpack and candy like I gave the rest of you, but instead of the computer I bought him the LeapReader book sets one through three from LeapFrog."
"Whoa! That's a lot."
"It will be enough to keep him busy, and they're supposed to be good for kids up to eight-years-old, but they cost a lot less than your computer. I was hoping he wouldn't think he was getting cheated, since it seemed like he was getting more."
"Oh, ok."
"I've also got a bag with three bottles of wine in it, and I'll give each of you a bottle to give to your mother. That's my Christmas present to them, and don't worry, they'll understand."
"K. I was just gonna ask how you knew to buy that for them," Gus stated.
"I think all women like wine, so I took a chance. And don't forget that I'll be gone next weekend, so you'll be on your own."
"Yeah, we know," Sam confirmed. "Maybe our moms will let us stay with each other again."
"Maybe, just be good and have fun. I'll pick you up two weeks from tomorrow."
"So we'll be with you on Sunday that week, instead of Saturday?" Noah asked, looking at me strangely.
"Yes, because you'll still be out of school, so it won't be a problem. I've already cleared it with your mothers too." I figured I'd explain it to Noah in more detail later.
Noah took his backpack with him when we loaded into the car, because the other two still didn't know he was spending the entire weekend with me. When I dropped Sam and Gus off, I handed each of them a bottle of wine.
"Remember, these are for your mothers, not for you to drink." They both giggled. "Your mom's will figure out what happened if they don't get these, because I'm going to let them know that I sent them each a bottle."
"K, we'll give it to them when we get to our apartments, and thanks," they both stated before closing the car door.
"You can give your mom her bottle of wine when I drop you off on Monday," I told Noah once we were alone.
"Ok, and thanks for buying all this stuff for me."
As soon as we got to the house, Noah wanted me to masturbate him again, and then he played with the computer for the next couple of hours, after I taught him more about it. He did that until it was time for our walk, and when we got back, we showered quickly and Noah went back to playing with his computer while I fixed dinner.
He wanted to cuddle with me and watch a movie after we ate, and we did that for the next couple of hours. Noah had me masturbate him again before we went to sleep, and then he cuddled with me until the next morning.
Noah asked me to masturbate him again shortly after we woke up on Sunday morning, and then I let him play with his computer and watch TV for the rest of the morning. He wanted me to masturbate him again before we ate lunch, and then after we ate we went out and kicked the soccer ball around for a while, before he decided to get the RC car out. He did that until we went for our walk, and after we showered, we ate and watched TV for the rest of the night. He asked me to masturbate him again when we got in bed, and then he did the same thing to me before clinging to me for the rest of the night.
Noah woke me up early again on Monday morning so I'd have time to masturbate him before I took him home. I was thinking that I done this to him so often the past couple of weekends that I was mildly surprised his penis hadn't fallen off from the wear and tear. However, I realized that young boys have tremendous stamina, as do their penises.
I made sure he took the bottle of wine with him when I dropped him off at the trailer on my way to work, and I reminded him that I would be gone the following weekend.
"Yeah, I know, and that's why I wanted to do all that other stuff this weekend," he whispered before getting out of the car. "But does that mean you won't be picking me up until the Sunday after Christmas too?"
"No, I'll pick you up at the trailer on Saturday, and then on Sunday I'll just drop you off at the end of your street and let you walk to the park to meet Gus and Sam. I'll drive around for a couple of minutes before I join you there, so the other two won't figure out that you've been staying with me."
"Oh, ok. That will work. I love you, Brian, and I'll see you when you get back."
"K, and I love you too, baby boy."
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