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On Sunday morning, Noah rode with me when I went to pick up the other three boys. As soon as they got in the car, Noah wanted to tell them about making the soccer team, but Gus, Sam, and Glen didn't seem very interested in what he had to say. Gus and Sam might have been a little jealous, because they'd expressed an interest in participating in sports as well, but they didn't have a ride home after practices or games. The school didn't have bus runs for those playing sports, their mothers didn't have a car, and they were also told they couldn't walk home afterward because it was too far. That meant there was no way they could tryout for a school team.
When we got to the house I let the boys play Who Tooted? against one another, since there were only four controllers. They played it a couple of times, and then we went to the state park to swim. As we made our way there I made a comment that next Sunday would be the last time we could do this, because the swimming area would be closing at the end of the following day."
"Yeah, we know, and it sucks," Gus responded.
"I hope the high school opens the pool like last year," Sam added in an attempt to find a light at the end of the tunnel.
"I agree, but we'll just have to wait and see," I replied.
Shortly after we got in the water, the lifeguard who'd given the little girl CPR came over to speak with me. "I know you gave the old guy your contact info, so did he let you know how his granddaughter is doing?"
"Yes, he called and told me she's doing well and there shouldn't be any long term effects from the incident."
"Oh, that's great news, and I'm glad you noticed what had happened. I only became aware of what was going on when one of the other people pointed out what you were doing, so I swam out to see if I could help."
"It's a good thing you did, because you knew exactly what to do. It also allowed me to go back with the boys I was watching, because I wanted to make sure that nothing happened to them either."
"I might have given her mouth-to-mouth, but if you hadn't seen her go under and pulled her to the surface again, I wouldn't have known where to dive. This is a pretty big lake, and by the time I got the information it might have been too late to save her. She's alive now because of what you did."
"And what you did as well. I'm just glad it worked out and she'll be fine."
After we finished our conversation, I went back to be with the boys, and they had obviously heard what he'd said to me. "See, even the lifeguard thinks you're a hero."
"He didn't say that."
"Maybe he didn't say the word hero, but he said she's alive because of what you did," Gus pointed out.
"And we all think you're a hero, even if you don't. Our moms think you're a hero too," Sam added.
"And they're happy that you've taught us how to swim too," Glen chimed in.
"I am too, so let's do that now," I suggested in an effort to end the discussion.
We stayed there for a couple of hours, and then we went back to the house to change. Once we were all dressed again, I took them to the Chinese buffet for lunch, and then I dropped the other three off at their apartment building. I told them I'd see them the following Sunday, and they thanked me for everything and said they'd had a great time before disappearing into the building. Once they were out of sight, Noah and I headed back to the house.
When we got there, Noah wanted to know if I was going to take him to the high school to practice soccer. "Don't you think you've practiced enough this week?"
"No, I want to get really good, so I need to practice a lot."
"I know, but you can overdo a good thing and eventually get tired of it."
"Nah, I'm not going to do that, so will you take me?"
"Sure, but only for an hour, because I have things I need to do as well."
He ran inside and put on a pair of athletic shorts I'd bought him and one of the jerseys before slipping on his soccer cleats. He then grabbed the soccer ball and headed out to the car. I was glad that I hadn't started the laundry yet, or I would have made him wear something else.
When we got to the high school, Noah wanted me to mark him, which is a soccer term for playing defense. He would try to get by me and take a shot at the wall, and the little bugger was a lot quicker, so he was able to blow by me several times. Sometimes he would make a feint and I'd freeze, and then he would turn on the afterburners and leave me in the dust. At other times I'd try not to go for the feint and kept moving backward, and then he'd stop. As soon as I started moving closer to him again, he'd breeze by me before I could change directions again. I was very pleased he was able to do this, but I was also slightly embarrassed that I was being beaten so badly by a young boy.
Once I grew too tired to continue doing this with him, I made him start using his left foot to make passes or take shots. This was a lot more difficult for him and he soon became frustrated.
"This is hard. Let's just do it like we normally do."
"Ok, but I thought you wanted to become the best player on your team."
"I do."
"Then you'll need to start learning how to use your left foot too. I know it won't be easy, but good players can do either."
"Ok, I'll keep trying then."
He continued working on this, but it was a much slower process than anything else we'd done. He didn't improve very much before we left, but he never gave up. He tried his hardest, and I was impressed with his effort.
We finally got in the car and headed home, but as we made our way there Noah made a comment. "Man, you're getting old and slow, cuz I could get by you really easy when you were marking me."
"Maybe, or it could be that you're just getting too good for me. I can't believe that you were worried about making the team, and now you only have to get better at using your left foot."
"Yeah, I know. At least I'm going to be on the team, so now I'll just have to work on that so I can be one of the best players."
"If you work on it as hard as you've worked on the other things, I'm sure you'll do it and will be one of the best players on the pitch."
When we got back to the house, I had him give me his gear, and then I got the other set out of the exercise room. I threw his things in the washing machine, along with the jogging clothes I'd worn earlier in the week. I did some other things while they were running through the cycle, and as soon as it ended I moved them over to the dryer and put some of my other clothes in the washer.
I was quite busy cleaning the house, doing laundry, and taking care of a few other tasks, so I didn't hear Cheryl when she came home. Noah ran over to greet her, and then he came back to speak with me.
"Mom says she's going to start fixing dinner, so we should go out for our run now."
I opened the door on the dryer so the clothes wouldn't shrink while we were gone, and then we set off on our run. Noah didn't want to keep sprinting in between, since he said he was doing ok when he was playing soccer, so we merely jogged the entire route, even though it was a fairly upbeat jog. When we finished, we showered and changed quickly, and then we went over to have dinner with his mom.
"So what did you boys do today?" Cheryl asked when she sat down with us. Noah then gave her a recap of everything we did. "Wow, it sounds like you had a very busy day."
"Yeah, we did."
"Noah, is all of your homework done?" I asked, butting in. "You spent Friday night with Jason, had soccer tryouts on Saturday, and spent most of today with me and the other boys."
"I did most of it."
"Then after we finish eating I want you to go do the rest. We can talk about doing something else later, but only after your homework is done."
"K."
While he was doing that, I went next door and finished doing the laundry. I put away the first two loads after I started a third, and I took care of the last one before Noah finished his homework and came over to spend time with me.
"I'm done, so will you watch TV with me now?"
"Sure, until it's time for you to go to bed."
"Can I sleep with you?"
"Only if your mom says it's all right."
"K. I'll go ask her."
He flew out of my place and went over to the other side, and a minute later he returned. "It's ok with her, as long as you don't mind."
"Ok, and we'll turn in early because you wore me out this weekend."
He giggled and agreed, and then we watched a couple of shows before turning in. He wanted me to suck him off first, but I wouldn't let him return the favor because I really wanted to get some rest. After we went through our nightly preparations, we got in bed and I wrapped my arm around him.
"Jason really liked it when you did this with him on Friday, and I like when you do it with me too."
"I enjoy it as well, but Jason shocked me with some of the things he did."
"That's cuz he likes you almost as much as I do."
"Ok, let's stop talking and get some sleep."
A couple of minutes later I could hear the gentle and steady rhythm of his breathing, which let me know he'd dozed off. I gave him a gentle squeeze and then I quickly joined him in sweet slumber.
When I picked Noah up at the middle school Monday evening, he was excited. "Jason asked me to stay at his house on Friday, and he said they'll take me to practice on Saturday, just like we did with him."
"You can mention it to your mother when we get to the house, but I don't think she'll have a problem with you doing that."
"Good."
"Just be careful if you do anything with Jason and make sure you aren't too loud so his parents will hear you. That includes talking about certain things, as well as what you do when you're alone."
"K. I'll tell Jason too. We also found out who made the team today, and I felt bad for the boys who didn't get picked."
"I know, but the coach has to select the best players, so the others will just have to work harder if they want to be good enough to play next year."
"But some of them are eighth graders, so they can't play on the team next year."
"They'll be able to try out for one of the teams at the high school, but they'll have to get a lot better first."
"Oh, yeah. I forgot about that."
When we got home, Noah told his mother the same things, and then we made sure he started on his homework before I went out to jog. When I got back I showered and changed before going over to join them for dinner.
"Did you finish your homework?" I asked Noah while we were eating.
"Not all of it. I still have a little more to do."
"Then finish it up before you come next door to watch TV, that is if you get it done before bedtime."
He only got to watch one half-hour show with me before it was time to turn in, so he was grumbling about it as he headed over to his bedroom. Shortly after he left, I decided to call it a night as well.
The rest of the week went about the same, except that Noah was getting more and more excited as it got closer to Friday. He was really looking forward to spending more time with Jason, and I wondered what they might attempt when they were alone. I didn't know if he'd be sleeping with Jason or possibly in a guest room, and I wasn't sure if he'd even thought about it either. However, before he got on the bus Friday morning, he reminded me that I didn't have to pick him up after I got out of work.
The house seemed really quiet when I arrived home that evening, even though I still had dinner with Cheryl. We speculated about what the boys might be up to and what the coach and his wife might have planned. We also hoped they didn't get caught doing anything that might get them banned from hanging out with each other again, since we knew how close they were.
Since Cheryl had to work the following morning, I decided to leave early and watch the team's practice. Noah spotted me almost immediately and waved, and once Jason saw him doing that he turned around and waved at me too. I waved back, and then I sat on the bank and got comfortable.
After running through a series of drills and practicing throw-ins and corner kicks, they finished up with another scrimmage. Jason got to play this time as well, so I assumed one of the players must have been missing. I felt the coach would have kept enough players so they could scrimmage without using his son.
I was impressed as I watched Noah, and he made some of the boys on the other side look as bad as he'd made me look the previous Sunday. I don't know where he learned some of those moves, because they weren't anything I taught him. It was much easier to understand why the coach was so effusive in his praise as I sat and watched Noah, rather than when I was playing against him.
When the practice ended, Coach Rich called the boys together so he could speak with them, and then he handed each one a sheet of paper before they left. Jason stuck around and helped his dad collect all of the jerseys and put them in the box, and he placed the balls in the canvas duffle bag. After setting those down next to his dad, he took off with Noah as they headed toward the school, so I made my way down to say hello to the coach and see if I could help.
"Oh, hi, Brian. Did you see Noah in the scrimmage?"
"Yes, I've been here nearly the entire time, so I got to watch him play."
"He was amazing out there. Oh, and he was really good last night too. He and Jason were connected at the hip the entire time."
"Yes, they were when Jason stayed at our place the week before. Can I give you a hand again?"
"Thanks, I'd appreciate that."
"No problem, since I've got to wait for Noah anyway."
"Yes, he and Jason like showering together. Jason has showered with my teams since he was in second grade, but I never noticed him pick one boy out to hang out and shower with before. At least not like he does with Noah."
"I noticed that too. Brothers from different mothers."
"Yeah, something like that, except I never messed around after I got married." Coach Rich released a nervous laugh after saying that.
"I wasn't trying to imply anything, except that they seem more like brothers than friends."
"I agree," he confirmed as we reached his office.
I stuck around and chatted with him, but I also glanced out the window and watched the naked boys parading back and forth in the locker room. When I saw Noah leave the shower, I thanked Coach Rich for inviting him the night before and said Noah should be coming out soon, so I'd better go. We said goodbye and I waited outside of the locker room until Noah emerged.
He only said hi until we got to the car, and then he asked a question. "Did you watch the boys when they were naked again?"
"Oh, I might have seen a few of them when I helped the coach."
"Doesn't Coach Rich know what you're doing?"
"No. I told him I was just watching for you to head back to change, and then I said goodbye when I saw you leaving the shower."
"That's pretty sneaky."
"So did you have a good time last night?"
"Yeah, I did. We watched a movie with his parents first, and then we slept together. Jason's got a bed the same size as mine, so we laid on our sides and held on to each other. After we thought his parents were asleep, he wanted to touch my penis again, so I asked him if he ever rubbed his. He said he did it a few times, so I asked him if he wanted to do it to each other. He said he did, but he just rubbed his hand over mine, but he didn't know how to do it like I do with you. When I showed him, he started breathing hard and then his body shook when he got the tingling feeling in his belly."
"So you gave him his first orgasm."
"Yeah, I guess, but he didn't shoot anything. He was just surprised when it happened, cuz he'd never felt anything like that before. He did it to me like that too, and he was shocked when that stuff squirted out of my penis."
"I'm sure he was impressed, but how did you clean up?"
"Jason went to the bathroom and brought back some toilet paper so I could wipe it off my belly. I threw it away a little while later, when I went to the bathroom."
"Is the coach's bedroom near Jason's?"
"Yeah, but the door was closed, and Jason said they have their own bathroom, so they wouldn't come into the one we used."
"That's good, because I wouldn't want you to get caught."
"We didn't, and Jason said he wants to do it again the next time he stays over. Can I ask him to stay over on Friday?"
"It's ok with me, but you'd better clear it with your mom."
"K, I'll ask her when she gets home from work."
After I fixed our lunch, Noah wanted me to suck him off before he took the RC car outside to play. I did what he wanted, and I was grateful he was willing to play on his own so I could do my chores. When he came inside later to put the car away, I agreed to sit with him and watch a movie.
When Cheryl came home, Noah asked if Jason could stay over on Friday, and she said that would be fine. Once he had her consent, he wanted us to go out on our run, so I changed quickly and we took off.
"I missed doing this with you last night," he said as we started down the street.
"I'm surprised you still want to do it, seeing you do so much running at soccer practice."
"I just like spending this time with you alone, or with you and Jason when he goes with us."
"Oh, I just thought of something. What did the coach give you boys after practice today?"
"He gave us the game schedule."
"I want to see it when we get back, and then I'll use a magnet to put it on your mom's fridge. Do you remember when your first game is?"
"Yeah, it's on Wednesday, but it's away."
"Do you know which school you're playing?"
"No, I forget."
"Ok, we'll check it out when we get back."
Noah grabbed the schedule and showed it to me before we took our shower. I saw the school the game would be at on Wednesday and realized I'd never be able to get there in time after I got out of work, and I wasn't sure if Cheryl would want to drive that far on her own. That's when I noticed they had a home game the following Saturday, so I would go to that one, but Cheryl would be working.
I explained the situation to him while we were showering, and then we dressed and went next door to eat. Cheryl wanted to know what took us so long this time, so I told her I was looking at the schedule to see when Noah had a match.
"I'll be working on Saturday, so I guess I'll have to go to the game on Wednesday."
"Do you know how to get to that school?"
"No, but I'll figure it out."
"I'll print a map and the directions for you, but that's quite a drive."
"I probably won't see all of the game then, but I'll see some of it."
"That's ok, as long as you come," Noah agreed.
"And then I'll watch his game on Saturday."
"That works out fairly well, since at least one of us will be there for him each time," Cheryl agreed.
"Yes, and I hope there are times when we can both be there for him."
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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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