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When Noah returned to have breakfast with me, I decided to ask him how he'd made out. "Did your mom catch you when you returned to your bedroom?"
"Nah, she was in the shower and didn't see me."
"So she didn't say anything to you when she was done?"
"Nope. I just gave her a kiss and said I'd see her later before I came over here to have breakfast with you."
I felt he'd dodged a bullet and made out well, so I finished preparing our meal. After we ate, I dropped him off at the park and said I would see him again for lunch.
I spent the morning engrossed in my duties, and at noon I walked over to the park to meet up with Noah. It was almost as if we'd never stopped doing this during the school year. We sat on the same park bench and shared what I'd packed in the cooler. We each had a sandwich, a small bag of chips, and a bottle of water. While we were eating, Noah filled me in about what he'd done with Gus, Sam, Glen, and the other kids before I arrived.
"Did they ask you what you were going to do for lunch?"
"Yeah, and I just told them I always eat with the neighbor."
I could only smile at his response. The others would have thought he was referring to the neighbor who used to feed him at the trailer park, but now I was the neighbor he was referring to. He also informed me that the others were coming back after they ate and they were going to do one of the adventures I'd done with them previously. I told him to have fun, and then I returned to my office.
When I got home later, Cheryl's car was already there, so I assumed she'd remembered to pick Noah up on her way home. That fact was verified a few minutes later, when Noah came bursting into my living room.
"Are we going to jog now?"
"And hello to you too. Just give me a couple of minutes to change first, and then we'll head out."
"K, I'll wait for you here."
"Does your mom know you came over to go jogging with me?"
"Yeah, I told her before I left."
"Ok, and it shouldn't take me long to get ready."
I hung up my suit and changed into my jogging clothes, and then I went out to get Noah. "Come on. I don't want to hold up dinner, since your mom is probably getting it ready right now."
"Yeah, she is."
We went out for our run, and I think Noah was getting a kick out of trying to see if I could keep up with him. I did a little better this time, either that or he wasn't pushing quite as hard this time, but I didn't think that was the case. We went in to clean up when we got back, and Noah asked me to suck him off while we were in the shower.
"Why do you want to do it this way?"
"Cuz you said you were worried that Mom might catch us if we did it in your bedroom, but she'd never come in here, cuz she knows we're both naked."
He had a point, so I squatted down and took his penis into my mouth. That immediately started him thrusting back and forth as he drove his penis in and out of my mouth. A couple of minutes later he began feeding me the sweet ambrosia of his immature seed.
As soon as he recovered, we finished up, changed, and headed next door. Cheryl was still in the kitchen when we got there. "Dinner will be ready in a few minutes, so get a drink and sit down at the table."
I went out and poured myself a cup of coffee, while Noah got a glass of Kool-Aid. "Can I set the table or do something else?"
"I stacked the dishes on the table already, so you can put them in their proper places, if you want. I'll bring the food in when it's ready."
After arranging the various items on the table, Noah and I sat down and began sipping our drinks. A few minutes later, Cheryl carried a platter and a couple of bowls to the table and set them down, and then we each filled our plates and began eating. I wasn't sure if it was just my imagination, but Cheryl seemed to be glancing between her son and me the entire time, although I didn't know why. I let it pass and didn't say anything, because she might just be watching to see how we interacted.
As soon as we finished our meal, Noah and I helped Cheryl clear the table and rinse off the dishes, and then Noah wanted us all to watch TV together again. Cheryl agreed, and we did that for the next couple of hours, and then she and Noah went to their side of the house to turn in. After they left, I grabbed my laptop to finish working on something for the office, and I was just putting it away when I heard a light knock on the door that connected the two sides. I knew Noah didn't usually knock, so I instinctively said, "Come in."
The door opened and Cheryl entered. "I hope I'm not disturbing you, but there's something I want to talk to you about."
"You're not disturbing me at all, so what's up?"
"Did Noah come over here and sleep with you last night?"
I wasn't sure if she noticed the surprise look on my face, but my eyes were probably bulging out of their sockets and my mouth went dry as I thought about how I was going to respond. Was that why she kept glancing between us at dinner?
"Yes, he came over sometime during the night. It woke me up when he crawled into bed beside me, and I asked what he was doing. He said he was having trouble falling asleep, so he came over to sleep with me. Is that a problem?"
"So you didn't know he was going to do it?"
"No, it was a surprise to me as well. I only let him stay because I didn't want to spend a long time arguing with him about it. I didn't realize you were aware that he did it, though."
"I got up to use the toilet during the night and went in to check on him. When I opened the door, he appeared to be in bed, but when I bent down to kiss his forehead, I discovered he wasn't there."
"I was wondering if that might happen. I'll send him back from now on, if he tries to do it again."
"No, that's not necessary, as long as you don't mind him coming over here."
"I don't, as long as he doesn't keep me awake."
"I think he has a crush on you."
I almost fell over when she said this. "I know he likes spending time with me, but I'm not sure I'd go that far."
"Brian, even though Noah is still young, I'm pretty sure he's gay. He's never been fond of girls and hasn't ever wanted anything to do with them, but I didn't worry, because that's fairly typical of most boys until they are older. However, I haven't noticed any changes regarding that issue, but I have seen how he acts around you. I have a feeling you're gay too, and I believe he's hoping you might do something with him, if he hasn't talked you into it already."
I was stunned by her comment. "What are you getting at?" I wasn't prepared for this and didn't know how to respond, so I decided to question her instead.
"I just get the impression that he'd like for you to teach him about sex."
"What?"
"I think he might want to try some things with you. Look, I figured out that you were gay a long time ago, and it doesn't bother me if you do something like that with him. You can do things I could never do for him, and it would help Noah out as he goes through puberty."
"Wait! What makes you think I'm gay and that Noah wants me to do something like that for him?"
"Oh, I've noticed a few things. First of all, you certainly haven't shown any interest in me, Debbie, or Monica, so that was my first clue. You've also never talked about having a girlfriend or anyone special, so it seemed to make sense. I also think it's part of the reason the boys like spending time with you, since you obviously prefer male companionship. I don't think the other boys are gay, but they still like being with you too."
"Cheryl, are you saying that you want me to stop hanging out with Noah and the other boys?" I held my breath, afraid of what her answer was going to be.
"Absolutely not! You're the best thing that has happened to Noah since his dad died, and Debbie and Monica feel the same way about how you've helped their sons."
I finally exhaled. "I'm glad to hear that, but do you really think I'm doing sexual things with the boys?"
"No, not with the others, but possibly with Noah. I assume he's entering puberty and is becoming sexually mature, because I used to find articles of his clothing and towels that were stuck together with a crusty residue. I figured it meant he was masturbating and using those things to clean up afterward, but I haven't seen anything like that in quite a while. I thought maybe it meant that he'd talked you into helping him out and no longer felt the need to masturbate quite as often."
"Look, he talked to me about that and explained what he was doing. He was also worried you would find out what he was up to, so I suggested he should start doing it in the shower or when he was on the toilet so he wouldn't leave any evidence behind for you to find."
"I see, and I'm grateful you did that for him, but I don't want you to take this wrong. I'm not upset if you are doing more than that with him, as long as it's his idea. I think it's what he wants to happen, and it's also the reason I think he has a crush on you."
"I don't know about that. I think he was just looking for a guy who could explain a few things for him."
"Especially a gay guy."
"Damn, have Monica and Debbie figured out that I'm gay too, because I'm not going to deny it."
"No. In fact, they believe you have a crush on me. They feel it's why you started hanging out with Noah in the first place, so you could get close to me. They also think it's why you offered to let us live here."
"So they know about that too?"
"Yes, I told them I was moving and they wanted to know where. I think hearing that I was moving here convinced them that they were right about your feelings for me."
"Well, I'm glad they haven't figured out that I'm gay, primarily because of the way Debbie reacted toward me at the park when I first started hanging out with the boys. I'm afraid she might go off the deep end again if she knew I was gay."
"Even if she knew, I don't think she would ever do that now. I don't think she feels that way about you any longer. The boys all adore you, and we're all happy with the changes we've noticed since you started spending time with them."
"I enjoy doing that too, and I want you to know that I'd never do anything to harm them."
"We all know that, and it's why I wasn't concerned if you were doing things with Noah. I know he'll be inclined to experiment, and I'd prefer not having him get misinformation from his school friends or the kids at the park. I'd feel much better knowing he was learning these things from someone who knows what he's doing.
"Look, he obviously approached you at the park, and I think he did it because he was attracted to you. Fortunately, you are a nice guy and wouldn't harm him, but it could have ended differently if he'd approached the wrong person. I don't want to worry that he might come into contact with someone else who might take advantage of him, or God forbid, hurt him. I'd rather know he's doing this safely with someone I know and trust."
"I appreciate that, but have you ever talked to Noah about any of this?"
"No, I was hoping you might do that for me. I think he'd be too embarrassed and uncomfortable talking to me about things like this, and I prefer not to push or upset him."
"I'll admit that you totally floored me, and I'll talk to him about this if you want."
"Yes, I'd appreciate it. And once he knows that I've figured it out, I wouldn't be surprised if he wants to move over here with you and sleep with you every night."
"I'm not sure that would be a good idea. He might slip and say something about doing it, and I don't want to deal with the uproar it might create."
"You're probably right, as long as you know that I won't be upset if he sneaks over here every once in a while."
"Thanks, but I'll try to keep it to a minimum."
After she left, I collapsed on the sofa. I was totally drained by the experience, as I mentally rehashed our entire conversation. Damn, she's not only figured out that Noah had snuck over here to sleep with me, but she's also concluded we're both gay. Even worse, she also suspects that I've been doing sexual things with Noah. I know some mothers have certain instincts about their children and are able to figure things out long before they're told, but this caught me totally flatfooted. I was absolutely flabbergasted by the things she'd said, and now I had to figure out how I was going to handle this, as well as where things might go from here.
I wasn't able to fall asleep for quite a while after our conversation, because my mind kept replaying everything Cheryl had said. I was still thinking about it when Noah suddenly showed up in my bedroom again.
"You're still awake?" he asked while looking at me confused.
"Yes, your mother came over to speak with me after you went to your bedroom."
"Really? What did she want?"
"She knows you came over to sleep with me last night."
"How? Did you tell her?"
"No, she went to your room to check on you and discovered you weren't in bed."
"Was she mad?"
"A little, and she wanted to know if I knew you were going to do it."
"Did you tell her I did it on my own?"
"I did."
"I'm sorry if I got you in trouble."
"Not in trouble, but she talked to me about a few other things as well."
"Like what?"
"She knows you've reached puberty, because she said she used to find the things that you'd used to wipe up the semen after you masturbated."
"She knows I do that too?"
"Well, she knows you used to do it, but she said she hasn't seen anything like that in quite a while."
"Uh oh. Does that mean she knows what we're doing?"
"I think she suspects, but I just told her that I suggested you masturbate when you're on the toilet or in the shower from now on, so she wouldn't find the evidence."
"Good, but it's kind of embarrassing that she knows I do it, or that she thinks we might be doing stuff too."
"I believe she realizes that all guys masturbate, so it didn't come as a complete surprise to her. She was just amazed that you were so young when you started ejaculating."
"It's still kind of gross that she knows, but was she mad that we might be doing stuff too?"
"Not mad, but I quickly changed subjects. Ok, let's get to sleep now, because I have to work in a few hours and need my rest."
"Do you want me to go back to my bedroom?"
"No. Your mom already knows that you did it once already, so I'll let you stay tonight, but you can't keep doing this."
"K. I'll spend the rest of the week in my bedroom, but I'll still stay with you on the weekend."
"Ok, I can live with that."
Once that was settled, I cuddled with Noah and we fell asleep. I was mildly surprised that he didn't ask me to suck him off first, but I guess our discussion must have given him some other things to think about. I assumed our conversation might have also cooled his sexual fires and worked like salt peter to eliminate his erection as well.
We eventually fell asleep, and I still had my arm draped over his side when the alarm went off in the morning. It woke Noah up as well.
"I guess I'd better go back to my room."
"Yes, you'll need to get ready for spending the day at the park."
"K. I'll be back to eat with you, but I want to say goodbye to my mom first."
Noah left, and I wondered if Cheryl saw him return. It's possible that she might have even confronted him about where he'd been, but I put it out of my mind. After I got ready for work, I packed our lunches in the cooler, and fixed something for us to eat. After we'd chowed down, I dropped him off at the park and headed to my office.
I was still a little tired when I sat down at my desk and began to focus on my job, but I wasn't about to take the day off. I hadn't slept very well last night, but I was determined to get through today, one way or another.
When I met up with Noah later at the park, he had a lot to tell me. "Mom was up when I went back to our side, but she just said good morning when I walked in. She asked if I went over to sleep with you again, and I told her I did, but then I said you told me I could only do it on the weekend from now on. She just smiled and messed up my hair, and then she left for work."
That cleared up some of the questions I'd been considering, and after that we merely ate our lunch together and talked about other things until I had to return to the office.
When I arrived home later, Cheryl and Noah were already there, and Noah came rushing over to my side as soon as he knew I was home. "Hurry up and get changed so we can go for our run."
"Don't you ever say 'hello' first?"
"Nah, cuz I saw you earlier, so hurry up and get ready."
"Aye, aye, sir," I snapped back as I saluted.
"Quit fooling around and just get ready." He obviously wasn't amused.
After I changed and we'd finally started out on our run, I discovered why Noah had been in such a big hurry to do this. "Me and Mom talked when we got home, and she said she was pretty sure I was gay."
"Does that bother you?"
"Nah, but she asked if I had a crush on you?"
"She did? What did you tell her?"
"I said I loved you and hoped I could be with you forever."
"And how did she react to that?"
"She just smiled and said that's what she thought. Does it mean we can start doing things without worrying about her catching us?"
"I don't think we should change the way we've been doing things, but I don't think she'd get mad if she ever caught us. I'd just rather not have that happen."
"Yeah, me either, cuz I don't want her to see my penis."
"But she already saw it when you were a baby."
"Yeah, but it's a lot bigger now and I don't want her to see it again."
We continued our run and then headed back to my place to shower and change. As we were washing up, I made a comment. "I'm going to have to keep more of your clothes on this side, if you keep changing over here."
"I'll bring some more stuff with me when I come over here tomorrow, but will you suck my penis before we finish up?"
"Yes. I had a feeling you were going to ask me to do that."
I did what he wanted, and after he had his orgasm we got out of the shower, dried off, and dressed before heading over to the other side to eat. Cheryl had already set the table and was carrying the food out when we arrived.
"Sit down and we'll get started," she ordered. "I've already poured your coffee and Noah has a glass of milk."
"This is nice with all of us eating together," Noah mumbled as he was chewing his food.
"Don't talk with your mouth full," his mother chastised. "You can say what you want after you've finished chewing and have swallowed."
Noah merely nodded in response.
"He's right. It is nice that we're doing this together, but I can cook sometimes too."
"No, you do enough for us already, and I don't mind fixing our meals. I had to do it for Noah and me already, and it really isn't any more work to include enough for you too."
"I appreciate that, but I feel like I'm imposing on you."
"You've got to be kidding! Compared to all you do for us, including letting us live here, spending so much time with Noah, and buying him things, fixing dinner is nothing."
"If you say so, but I'm willing to help out if you ever need me to do it."
"I know, and I appreciate the offer."
"Are you going to watch TV with us again?" Noah asked, changing the subject.
"Not tonight, dear. I have other things I need to take care of. I can do it tomorrow night, though, because I have the next day off."
"Ok, but do you mind if I go over with Brian?"
"No, that will be fine."
After I turned on the TV, Noah asked me to suck him off while we waited for the show to start. I figured we had a few minutes to do it, so I went to the bedroom with him and did what he asked.
"See, I knew we could do this more often now that I'm living here."
"I guess you were right, but it doesn't mean we'll be able to do it whenever you want."
"I know, but doing it more often is good."
Once he'd ejaculated, we went back to the living room to watch TV. After the last show ended and I was ready to go to bed, I sent Noah back to his side. He gave me a kiss and told me he loved me before he left, and I wondered if this was something new he was going to do from now on. If it was, I certainly could get used to it.
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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.