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When I picked up the boys the following Saturday, I had them solve the mystery I'd set up for them first, and then I ordered pizza for lunch. I opted to eat at home today so I could explain something to them, and I knew it might lead to a lengthy and heated discussion. For that reason, I didn't want to do it in public and tried to ensure the setting was as relaxing as possible. Once the boys had a slice of pizza and whatever other items they chose to put on their plates, they started to chow down and I took the opportunity to begin speaking.
"I'm going to apologize now, because I won't be picking you up next weekend."
"Why not?" Gus shot back.
"I have something else planned and I'll need both days to do it."
"Why? Whatcha doin'?" Sam followed.
"That's private, but I wanted to let you know so you wouldn't spend the morning waiting for me at the park."
"But we'll be out of school by then, so can you pick us up on Monday instead?" Glen continued. "Isn't that a holiday?"
"Yes, it is, but I'll need that time to do other things so I'll be ready to go back to work the next day."
"That sucks," the trio moaned in unison.
"I know, but I'll make it up to you the following week, because we'll be going to the state park to swim."
That seemed to perk them up a little, and I was glad they obviously hadn't noticed that Noah wasn't questioning my decision as they were. I was grateful for this small oversight, because I was sure it would have created a whole new set of questions. Noah obviously knew the reason why I wouldn't be picking up the other three, but he also knew better than to make any comments that might exacerbate the situation. I was actually a little surprised that the other three didn't complain more forcefully, but they merely continued eating instead. When they finished, I took them home and said I'd see them again in two weeks.
On the ride back, I began asking Noah some questions. "Are you and your mom all packed up?"
"Pretty much."
"So you're ready for me to show up with the truck and the other guys next Saturday?"
"I am, and I can't wait."
"How about your mom?"
"She says she still has lots of things to do, but I can tell she's excited about getting out of the trailer."
"I'm glad to hear that."
Before we went back to the house, I swung by Home Depot and picked up some shelving units to hang on the wall in Noah's new bedroom. We talked about how much shelf space he thought he would need, and then I picked out the units I felt would work best. After paying for those items, we headed back to the house and Noah pointed out where he wanted each one. It seemed he had everything planned out in his mind and was able to tell me where everything should go, so I merely anchored the shelves where he wanted them. He was beaming when I finished.
"They look great, and I know what I'm gonna put on them."
"I'm glad you're happy."
I was surprised he hadn't insisted that I suck him off before we started doing this, but once I finished he let me know it was time to do that now. I followed him to the bedroom and helped him get his rocks off, and then we headed out to the other room.
"So what do you want to do now?" I asked, giving him the choice.
"Mom says I'll be going to a new school next year, so can you show me where it is? I want to see what it's like."
"Sure, we can do that."
I drove him over to the middle school so he could see where it was located and what it looked like. "It looks newer than my other school, and it has a lot more land around it too."
"Yes, it's a pretty big campus, and it has its own athletic fields. Are you still thinking about playing soccer in the fall?"
"Yeah, I just hope I'm good enough."
"We can continue working on it over the summer, and I'll even bring you and the other boys here so you can get used to shooting at a real goal, instead of a wooden pallet."
"Yeah, that would be good. The school isn't too far from where you live, so will you be able to come watch me sometimes?"
"I'll do my best to make some of your games, as long as you're still playing after I get out of work or on the weekend."
"I hope you can, cuz I want you to see me play."
When we got back to the house, we decided to take our walk next, and Noah quickly informed me about how he wanted to do it. "I want you to jog this time, so I can see if I can keep up with you."
"That's fine with me, and you have grown a bit since we started doing this, which means your legs are longer. I'm hoping that will be enough so it won't be as bad for you as I thought."
After we got ready to go out, I set off on my usual jogging course. I figured if Noah got tired on the first part he could walk back to the house when we crossed over the street I live on, and then he could wait for me until I finished my run. To my surprise, he wasn't having any difficulty keeping up with me on the first leg, but I still decided to ask how he was doing.
"Do you want to keep going, or do you want to stop and walk back to the house?"
"Keep going. I'm doing ok."
Since he wanted to keep going, I bypassed my street and headed over the route we normally took when we went out for our walk. It was shorter than the first leg and went by much quicker, and Noah was still holding his own as we turned onto my street and headed down the home stretch.
"I'm tired, but that wasn't too bad," Noah stated and we began to walk and wind down.
"I'm impressed that you did so well. You're in great shape, which should be a huge advantage for playing soccer."
"Thanks, and that's why I want to do this with you every night from now on."
After we went in and showered, Noah asked me to suck him off again, and then I let him play with the RC car while I prepared dinner. He came inside before it was ready, so I sat down to watch TV with him until it finished cooking.
When the timer went off, we turned off the television and went to eat. While we were doing that, Noah asked a few more questions. "When I go to the new school, what am I sposed to tell the other kids about who you are?"
"You probably should talk to your mother about this instead of me, because I don't want to step on her toes. You can always tell them I'm your neighbor or the landlord, but anything more than that you'll need your mother's permission first."
"So I can't tell them you're my step-dad or uncle?"
"I would only be your step-dad if I married your mother, and that's not about to happen. As far as calling me Uncle Brian, you'll have to see if it's ok with your mother before you do anything like that."
"Ok, I'll ask her and see what she says, but I want the other kids to know that we're really close."
"I do too, and I'll go along with whatever you and your mother decide."
After we finished eating, we watched TV for a while first, and then Noah wanted me to suck him off again. Once he ejaculated, he wanted to try sucking me again, and he did a much better job this time, but he still had to use his hand to finish me off. After that, we went to the bathroom to perform our nightly ministrations before getting back in bed and cuddling with each other for the rest of the night.
Sunday was pretty normal, except for the fact that Noah didn't have any schoolwork since there were only a couple days left to the school year. Other than sucking him off several times and watching a movie together, we went out to jog again. This time he pushed me to pick up the pace, which came as a total shock. Not only was he able to keep up with me without getting tired, he was pushing me to my limits as well.
While we were taking our shower, he even asked me about when he did that. "I hope you didn't mind that I wanted to go a little faster at the end. I know that sometimes I'm going to have to run faster when I play soccer than we do when we jog, so I wanted to try that too."
"Yes, that's true, and if you want, we can jog for a while, then sprint for a bit before we go back to jogging again. We can keep switching back and forth at different points along the way, if you think it will be better practice for you."
"Yeah, I think that will be more like playing in a game."
Since it was what he wanted, I agreed to do it like that from now on. However, I wasn't sure if we would feel like jogging the following weekend, since I was fairly certain we'd be too tired after the move, but we could do it every other time after that.
After we finished our shower, Noah had me suck him off again before we ate. He also had me suck him off again before we went to sleep, and after he had his orgasm he was actually able to bring me off using his mouth as well. Unfortunately, he choked on the first spurt of semen, since it was more than he was expecting, and this caused him to pull away. The second and third spurts ended up hitting him in the face before he finished me off with his hand. The fact that he was still able to do this surprised me, because I didn't think he'd be able to see well enough to locate my penis and finish up. My semen was dripping down his face and he had closed his eyes to protect them, but somehow he still managed to complete the job. As soon as I recovered, I hopped out of bed, raced to the bathroom, and wet a washcloth so I could clean off his face.
"I did better, but I messed up when you shot into my mouth."
"You were just surprised, but I'm glad that nothing worse happened."
"It kind of felt like when I was a little kid and I picked up the hose in the yard and it squirted me in the face."
"Yes, but that was just water and didn't make nearly the same mess." That caused Noah to giggle.
"Yeah, and thanks for cleaning off my face."
Eventually, we cuddled together and fell asleep for the final time before he'd be moving in next door.
In the morning, Noah had me suck him off again before we ate breakfast, and then I drove him back to the trailer. When we got there, I turned off the ignition and got out with Noah. Cheryl met us at the door and greeted me.
"Hi, Brian. You don't usually get out when you bring Noah back, so is something wrong?"
"No, I just wanted to check if you needed any help to get ready for Saturday?"
"We're actually in pretty good shape, and I can handle what's left by myself, but thanks for the offer."
"Just let me know if you change your mind. Otherwise, I'll pick up the truck at 8:00, and then I'll head over to the factory to meet up with the guys who've offered to help. They'll follow me here, and then we'll start loading your things onto the truck."
"It sounds great, and I'm looking forward to doing this. I know Noah is anxious about living next door to you, and I'm happy to be getting out of the trailer park."
"I'm glad I could make that happen, so I'll see you on Saturday."
I then went to work, and over the next few days I checked in with each of my friends who'd agreed to help with the move, to make sure they hadn't forgotten.
"How long do you think it will take?" one of them asked.
"I'm not sure, but it shouldn't take more than two trips with the truck. I'll have plenty of cold beer in my fridge, and I'll provide lunch too."
"Sounds good, and it will still give us two days to be with our families, since it's a long weekend."
I got up early on Saturday morning, ate quickly, and rushed out to pick up the truck I'd reserved. As soon as I signed the paperwork, I drove over to the factory to meet up with my crew, and one of the guys rode with me while the other two followed in a car. We pulled up and parked in front of the trailer.
Cheryl was waiting at the door and stepped out to greet us. "I really want to thank all of you for doing this for me. I don't know how I'd have been able to make the move on my own."
After I introduced everyone, we went inside and began to carry out the largest and heaviest pieces first, which included the washer and dryer, living room and dining room furniture. I was somewhat surprised when I noticed these things, because it wasn't what I'd expected. There were some lovely and expensive pieces in the various rooms, and I found out the reason for this when one of the other guys made a comment.
"You've got some nice things here."
"Yes, my husband and I picked all of these things out for the house a few years before he was killed. I was forced to give up the house because I couldn't afford the mortgage payments, but the furniture was paid for and I wasn't about to lose those things too."
After seeing what she had, I felt the furniture would look even better in the apartment, because even the shabby and rundown condition of the trailer hadn't been able to hide the quality of the furnishings.
We loaded as much as we could onto the truck, and then we drove over to the apartment to unload it. Before we did that, however, I went inside the house and brought out four bottles of beer to quench the thirst of my helpers and myself. "Cheryl, would you like one too?"
"No, I'm not a beer drinker. I'm more into wine."
"I don't have any of that, but Noah could go inside and get each of you a bottle of water."
"Yes, that would hit the spot right now."
Noah took off and retrieved the two items from the fridge, one for his mom and one for him, and then we took a few minutes to relax and enjoy our drinks before we began to unload the truck. I had Cheryl wait inside to direct where she wanted each item, and as soon as we had those unloaded, we drove back to the trailer to get everything else.
This time we loaded up both Cheryl and Noah's bedroom furniture, along with the myriad of boxes she had packed up and stacked around the various rooms. That took care of nearly everything else, except for some of Cheryl's clothes and jewelry, which she said she would move later in her car.
Once we drove back to the apartment, I gave the guys another beer, while Noah and Cheryl had another bottle of water. I also made a quick phone call, and then we started unloading the contents of that truckload as well. Just as we were carrying a few of the items inside, I saw a vehicle pull into my driveway, so I went over to greet the driver. He was delivering the pizzas I'd ordered, because I'd promised to feed everyone when we were done. After taking the boxes inside, I pulled out the paper plates and some other items I'd purchased the night before and set them on the table. Then, I called everyone over to my side to eat.
"There are three pizzas, each with different toppings, so help yourself. There are also containers of macaroni and potato salad, along with bags of potato chips and Cheetos. Take as much as you want, because there's plenty to go around. You can also have beer, water, or ice tea to drink, because I made a gallon of tea last night."
We spent the next hour eating, talking, and regaining our strength, but Cheryl also spent the time thanking everyone for helping her move. When we finished, we went out to carry the rest of the items into the apartment, and then the other three rode back in the car, while Cheryl and Noah got busy unpacking and getting the place in order. While they were doing that, I told them I was going to return the truck and pick up my car, which I'd left at the rental location, since I knew this wouldn't take all day.
After making sure the gas tank on the truck was full, I returned it and paid the required fee. I then got in my car and headed back to the house. I immediately went over to see if there was anything more I could do to help.
"No, you've done enough already," Cheryl replied, before Noah spoke up.
"You can help me with my room, cuz you said you'd help put up my posters."
"Indeed I did, but I'll need to go get something from my side first." I went next door and grabbed a small package I'd purchased earlier, before I returned to help Noah.
"What did you hafta get?"
"I bought some push pins to hang your posters. They only leave tiny holes in the poster and the walls, and they won't pull the paint off when you remove them later."
"Oh, ok, and thanks."
I then helped Noah hang his posters first, and then we put his bed together, although he'd have to find the box with the bedding so he could make it afterward. He located the box with some of his other possessions in it first and had me help arrange the various objects on the shelves we'd put up the weekend before.
"Yeah, that looks really good," he chirped after appraising my effort.
When we finished, I went to help Cheryl with some of the boxes she was unpacking. I carried them over and placed them either on the counter or another area that was more convenient, so she could unpack them. As it got closer to six o'clock, she made a comment.
"I have to run back to the trailer and get something out of the fridge so I can fix us dinner, because I left all of the food there."
"No, we've all worked hard enough already, so I'm taking us out to eat instead."
"I can't allow you to keep paying for everything."
"Don't worry about it, and I insist."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I am."
"Ok, but I'll need to clean up and change first. Noah, why don't you go over and shower with Brian while I shower here. I'm sure he has some clothes on his side that you can wear, and it will save time so we won't have to wait so long before we eat."
Her comment stunned me momentarily, because she made it sound as if she knew Noah and I had been taking showers together the entire time. Since she didn't elaborate on her comment and merely turned to get what she needed, Noah and I went over to my side of the house.
"Did you tell your mom that we've been showering together?"
"No, but I guess she figures we must have seen each other naked before, so showering together wouldn't be a big deal. Come on, let's just get ready."
I did as Noah suggested, and we showered quickly, dressed, and then went over to the other side to see if Cheryl was ready. She was just finishing up when we got there, and she looked at us and smiled.
"Yes, that's much better."
After discussing briefly what we wanted to eat, we loaded into the car and I drove over to one of the local restaurants. During the meal, we talked about many things, and Cheryl kept commenting about how much she loved the apartment, but she never said anything more about Noah and me showering together. When we finished, I paid the bill and we went back to the house, and then I did whatever I could to help Noah and Cheryl unpack more boxes and get situated.
When bedtime finally rolled around, Noah asked a question. "I usually stay with Brian on the weekend, so can I sleep with him tonight?"
I was shocked that he'd suggested this and countered with a question of my own. "Don't you want to sleep in your new bedroom?"
"Nah, I can do that later, cuz I want to sleep with you tonight and tomorrow."
I didn't know how to respond, but Cheryl did it for me. "It's ok with me, as long as Brian doesn't mind."
"No, I don't mind, but don't you want him to stay here with you?"
"No, I'll probably go right to sleep, because I'm exhausted. I know he likes staying with you, so I don't have a problem with it, as long as you don't."
"No, I don't, so come on Noah and let's get ready to turn in, because I'm totally beat too."
As soon as we'd gone through our nightly ritual, I discovered Noah's real reason for wanting to do this. "I was afraid you wouldn't be able to suck my penis today. We've already missed doing it earlier."
"That never even dawned on me, so now I understand why you were so anxious to sleep with me."
"Yeah, and after you do it to me, I want to do it to you too."
Now that I knew what he wanted, I only had to discover HOW he wanted to do it. "I want you to lay on the bed so I can kneel over your chest."
I knew exactly what he had in mind, so I got into position and let him straddle my chest. He then guided his penis into my mouth and started thrusting back and forth until he spewed his load down my throat. It didn't take very long for that to happen, and then it didn't take much longer before he had my penis in his mouth too. He worked on me until I unloaded into his throat as well, and he was better prepared for it to happen this time. Fortunately, he didn't end up covered in my semen, as had happened the last time he'd done this.
He seemed pleased that he'd done much better this time, and so was I, and then we cuddled together until we fell asleep. As I was drifting off, I realized that I hadn't locked the interior door leading to my side, so I hoped Cheryl didn't come over in the morning to wake us up.
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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/
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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.