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As we made our way through the month of October, Noah played in his final soccer matches and the season came to an end. The team did very well and compiled a record of twelve wins, one loss, and one tie, but more importantly Noah had grown and improved as a player.
Just as the season was winding down, Jason presented Noah with an idea for a potentially new challenge. “You should go out for the basketball team now.”
“Nah, I’ve never played basketball before and I’m probably too small to be any good at it.”
“My dad says size helps, but it’s not the most important thing. You’re fast, really quick, and you’re already in great shape, and my dad says you pick up things really easy so you’ll be able to learn whatever you need to know.”
“Maybe, but why do you want me to do this?”
“Cuz my dad is gonna coach the team and I’m gonna help out like I did with soccer. If you’re on the team then we can spend more time together and continue staying over with each other on Friday night.”
“I didn’t know your dad coached basketball too.”
“He doesn’t usually, but the guy who was s’posed to coach the team can’t do it this year. Last week he found out his wife has cancer and she’s got to have an operation, and my dad says she’s gonna need a bunch of treatments afterward. That stuff will probably make her lose weight, get weaker, and cause her hair to fall out, so the other coach decided he should spend his time helping her, rather than coaching the team. When my dad found out about it, he offered to take over for him this year.”
“Wow, I didn’t know that.”
“So will you tryout for the team?”
“I’ll think about it, and I’ll talk it over with Uncle Brian too, cuz I want to see what he thinks about it first. I kinda like the idea of us hanging out together on that team too, but I wanna see if Uncle Brian thinks I’ll be good enough to play.”
“I’m sure he will, and then in the spring you can go out for the baseball team, cuz my dad coaches that too.”
“Dang, your dad coaches a lot of different sports.”
“Yeah, he started doin’ it cuz he knew I liked sports and thought it would help if I hung around his teams. He even lets me practice and play against the older boys sometimes, so that helps too. He says he’s puttin’ the money he gets paid for coaching in a savings account for me, so I’ll have that money to use for college.”
“Wow, that’s really neat. Uncle Brian does a bunch of stuff like that for me too, like spendin’ lots of his time with me and buying me stuff, so it’s kinda like what your dad does for you.”
“Yeah, my dad says he’s noticed that too. He really likes your uncle, and I know he’d like to have you playin’ on his other teams too. He says you’re a really special athlete cuz you’re willin’ to work hard to get better. He also says you pick stuff up really fast, so I know you’ll do well at any sport you play.”
“Ok, I’ll talk to Uncle Brian about it and see what he thinks, and then I’ll let you know.”
Noah waited until after dinner that evening before he mentioned this to me. He came over with his mom to watch TV after we finished eating, but he waited until she went back to the other side of the house before he brought it up.
“Jason said his dad is going to coach the basketball team this year and thinks I should try out for it.”
“Is it something you want to do?”
“I’m not sure. I’ve never really played basketball before, but Jason is going to help his dad again, like he did with soccer, so if I make the team we’ll be able to spend more time together.”
“I’m not sure if that’s a good enough reason for you to tryout. If you’re going to do this, it should be because you want to learn how to play the sport, like you did with soccer.”
“I’m willing to try, and if I’m good enough I wouldn’t mind playing on the basketball team too. Soccer was fun, and I really like hanging out with Jason, and this would give me a chance to see more guys naked in the shower.”
“I’ll admit those aren’t the typical reasons for playing a sport, but if you want to do it, then I’ll help out as much as I can. I’m even willing to buy a portable basketball hoop and a decent basketball so you can practice, and we can set it up in the driveway. That way you can practice as much as you want, although it may be a little chilly since you’ll be doing it outside. I don’t know of anyplace where you could practice indoors, except at school, but that won’t be an option for us, especially on the weekend. I’ll have to look around for another place that we can use.”
“Ok, but I don’t mind playing outside. Do you know much about basketball?”
“I think I know as much about basketball as I did about soccer. I played a little when I was your age, so I can help you out with the basics, and then Coach Rich can take over from there and teach you the other things you’ll need to know.”
“Ok, then I’ll tell Jason I’ll do it. Maybe he’ll be able to come over so we can practice basketball on Sunday from now on.”
“That’s not a bad idea, and you’ll have a little more time to do that, since we haven’t heard anything more from Sam, Gus, and Glen.”
“Yeah, I guess Gus and Sam must be having fun with the girls. Glen told me he likes playing with Max too, cuz they’re almost the same age and they like a lot of the same things. Glen said he liked doing stuff with us too, but cuz we’re older and bigger than him it wasn’t always as much fun.”
“Yes, I’m sure he prefers hanging around with someone closer to his own age and size. I also suspect Gus and Sam are having as much fun doing those things with the girls, as you are doing similar sorts of things with Jason.”
“Yeah, but it’s more fun doing it with Jason than with a girl.”
“Maybe for you, but I think Gus and Sam see things differently.”
Now that Noah had made up his mind and was going to do this, I started making plans for what I could do to help out and make this work for him. The first thing I did was to call a contractor I knew and ask if he could come over so I could explain a job I had in mind. We made an appointment for two evenings later after work, and that’s when I told him what I had in mind.
“I want you to widen the driveway and keep it cement like it is now. I want it to be wide enough so I can park two cars side-by-side, and I also want you to put a cement pad approximately one yard square about here.”
“What’s that for?”
“So I can place a portable basketball hoop on it.”
“So are you doing this so you can play basketball or park cars? And are you planning on getting married or possibly thinking about taking in a roommate?”
“No, I basically want to use it for basketball, but it will also come in handy when I have company or if I ever decide to do either of the other things you just mentioned.”
“Ok, I’ll make sure everything is fairly level and really smooth. I’ll also patch up any defects I find in your current driveway as well.”
“Thanks, and I appreciate your help.”
We then talked about how much this was going to cost, and once we agreed on an amount and a schedule for the work to begin, we shook hands. That would serve as our contract until he printed one up and had me sign it, but I’d dealt with him before and liked his work, so I didn’t have any reservations. I trusted that he would do what we’d just agreed on and not try to screw me in the process, and I knew this would be good for Noah too.
A couple of days later it was Noah’s turn to stay at Jason’s house, so I drove him over and dropped him off, since soccer had ended for the year. I could see Noah was anxious about telling Jason that he was going to try out for the basketball team, but he still wanted to talk about it with the coach first to make sure he was doing the right thing.
I guess their conversation must have gone well, because when they dropped Noah off at the house on Saturday he was eager to tell me that he was definitely going to tryout for the team. I never had a doubt that he would do it after I’d talked to him about it, but the decision was now official.
During the following week, the contractor finished taking care of all of the things we’d talked about. While I was waiting for the cement to cure, I purchased a decent basketball and a portable basketball hoop. I had to park the car on the lawn until the cement had completely hardened, because the contractor had patched several sizable areas on the old side as well. It also meant that we had to wait until the following weekend before I was able to start working with Noah.
On our first outing I watched him dribble and offered a few pointers, and then I did the same thing as he was shooting hoops. We started out with lay-ups and then proceeded to free throws, but after that I felt we’d done enough for one day. On Sunday we went over the same things, and then I began working with him on his jump shot. After watching his first couple attempts, I corrected his footwork, and then I emphasized his arm and hand positioning, as well as the follow through. I also encouraged him to always follow his shot so he’d be in position for the rebound if he missed.
It was basically too dark for me to work with Noah when I got home from work during the week, so Noah would practice on his own after getting home from school. We’d do more on the weekend, but I could tell Noah was already getting a little antsy about being ready for the tryouts. I tried to assure him that he was going to do fine, as well as attempting to assuage his fears, but it didn’t calm him down nearly as much as I hoped.
It was Jason’s turn to stay with us again on Friday, and during dinner, he filled Cheryl and me in about why his dad was coaching basketball this year. He also told us his dad would be coaching the baseball team in the spring and wanted us to know that he thought Noah should tryout for that team as well. After that he raved about what a great athlete Noah was and how he enjoyed spending time with him.
“You’re a pretty good athlete yourself,” I countered. “I just wish the two of you were the same age so you could’ve played on the teams together, but I’m glad it’s working out fairly well just the same.”
“Yeah, I wish we were the same age too, but this is almost as good. Noah gets to play on the different teams, and I get to help my dad and be there all the time so me and Noah can spend time with each other.”
That night after the boys showered and we got in bed, Jason shocked me with his next announcement. “Will you suck my dicky tonight instead of rubbing it?”
“How do you know about that? Did Noah tell you about it?”
Both boys looked like deer that had been caught in the headlights of a car. “Well, kinda. He did it to me when he was at my house last week and I really liked it.”
I looked over at Noah and his face went red from embarrassment. “You just said I couldn’t tell him about it, not that I couldn’t do it to him.”
“That’s just a technicality, because you knew what I meant.”
“Sorry if I made a mistake, but I can’t take it back now.”
“So will you do it for me, Uncle Brian?” Jason asked, suddenly using the familial term as if he’d just adopted me. I’m not sure if he thought doing that would convince me to do what he wanted, but I just stared at him and remained silent. “Come on. Noah did it to me, but now I want you to do it too, cuz you’ll prob’ly do it better, like you did when you rubbed my dicky.”
I thought about it briefly before making up my mind. Seeing Noah had already let the cat out of the bag, so to speak, and had sucked Jason’s penis the week before, there didn’t seem to be a great deal of harm in me doing it for him as well. After all, I doubted that I’d get in any more trouble if I sucked him off, as compared to what the authorities would do to me if it was discovered that I’d masturbated him previously.
“Ok, but remember this is just like everything else we’ve done. You can’t tell anyone else about this and can only talk about it when you’re here.”
“Yeah, I know,” he agreed as he began bouncing up and down on the mattress in anticipation. “Thank you and I love you, Uncle Brian.”
“And I love you too, sport. Hell, I love both of you little weasels,” I added as I glanced between Noah and him. They merely giggled in response.
I found it difficult to do what Jason wanted, since his penis was still quite small, so I ended up having to adjust my technique. I ran my tongue over his scrotum and miniature pole first, but when I tried to bob up and down on his shaft I found it to be nearly impossible. I did it as best I could, but I wound up adding a great deal of suction at the same time, like I was trying to suck a thick milkshake through a straw. It proved to be fairly effective and obviously allowed Jason to enjoy a fairly substantial dry orgasm. I was able to tell this by the little noises he was making, as well as the way his body shuddered when it happened, along with what he said to me afterward.
“Whoa, that was way better than when Noah did it to me,” he gasped after recovering from his trip to the stars.
“That’s probably because I’ve had a lot more practice at doing it than Noah’s had.”
“Yeah, and I want to keep doing it this way from now on.”
I didn’t respond verbally to his comment and merely had the boys change places so I could do the same thing to Noah. Jason watched closely as I nodded up and down on Noah’s shaft, but he didn’t say anything until Noah ejaculated into my mouth.
“So you swallowed that stuff?”
“Yes, there’s nothing wrong with doing it, and it doesn’t taste bad either.”
“And his dicky looked all shiny when you were doin’ it to him.”
“That’s probably because some of my saliva was covering his penis and reflecting the light.”
Now that both boys had their turn, they informed me that they wanted to return the favor. Jason wasn’t ready to try sucking me off yet, so he used his hand to masturbate me while Noah sucked on the spongy head. Working together they brought me off to a powerful orgasm, and then we were ready to turn in for the night.
After we finished eating breakfast together the next morning, I took both boys outside to work on various basketball skills. Soccer season was officially over, and basketball tryouts hadn’t started yet, so we had some time to do this. I worked with them on dribbling, lay-ups, foul shooting, and jump shots, and then I let the two boys play one-on-one against each other. Jason was only a little shorter than Noah, but there was a lot less difference between their height than between Noah and me. I refereed and explained when they did something wrong, as well as when they could have done something better, and before we knew it was 12:30.
“I guess we probably should be getting you home before your parents call the police and report that I’ve kidnapped you.”
Jason giggled. “They wouldn’t do that, cuz they know we’re prob’ly practicing soccer or basketball.”
“Ok, but I want you two to go wash up so I can take you out for lunch before I take Jason home.”
The boys raced into the house and did as I requested, and then I asked where they wanted to eat. Jason didn’t immediately offer a suggestion, so Noah did it instead.
“Jason, I know you like chicken, so how about we go to Zaxbys? You can have a chicken sandwich, chicken fingers, or chicken in a salad. That’s what I’m gonna have and I think Uncle Brian will have that too, just with a different salad dressing.”
“Ok, that sounds good to me, so let’s go there,” Jason agreed.
Jason opted for the chicken finger plate, Noah had the house salad with ranch dressing, and I ordered the chicken Caesar salad. After we finished our meal, I dropped Jason off at his house and Noah and I returned home.
“Thanks for doing all that stuff with Jason and me. I could tell he really liked it when you sucked his penis, and I liked when you did it to me too. We also had fun working on basketball this morning and I’m feeling better about trying out for the team.”
“I’m glad that you both enjoyed those things, but I’m not very happy that you did it with Jason when you stayed with him last week. It’s not that I mind you doing it with him, but I know you basically did it because you were convinced that he’d ask me to do it to him when he was here.”
“I didn’t want to make you mad by telling him about it, but I was sure he’d like it and wouldn’t tell anybody, so I just decided to do it with him when I was there.”
“One of these days you’re going to do something like that and get me into trouble, and then we’ll all be sorry.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean that I’ll probably end up locked in a cell, and you and your mother will have to find someplace else to live. You might even wind up being taken away from her as well.”
“I don’t want any of those things to happen!” he replied looking scared.
“In that case, then you’d better not do those types of things when I tell you it’s not a good idea.”
“Ok, I promise.”
Now that we’d entered November, Noah focused on the basketball tryouts, while I had something else on my mind. One evening after Noah went off to do his homework, I sat down with Cheryl so we could discuss something that I’d been considering.
“Have you thought about what you’re going to do for Thanksgiving this year?”
“I’ve thought about it briefly, but I haven’t been hanging out with Monica and Debbie since I started working at the factory, so I doubt we’ll be having Thanksgiving together like we did last year. I also felt that you would be spending the holiday with your parents again, like you did last year, so I guess Noah and I will just have our Thanksgiving dinner here.”
“Would you consider joining me when I visit my parents and have Thanksgiving there?”
“Oh, I don’t want to intrude.”
“You wouldn’t be intruding. You’re being invited.”
“But I don’t know your parents and what would they think if Noah and I just showed up with you?”
“They’ve always told me that I’m welcome to bring a friend along, so I doubt they’d mind.”
“But wouldn’t they assume I’m your girlfriend if I went with you?”
I couldn’t help but laugh. “No, I sincerely doubt that. Although I’ve never confirmed it for them, they figured out I was gay when I was a teen, so I don’t think it would ever cross their minds that I had a girlfriend. Besides, I’ll call and explain the situation to them first, but I didn’t want to do that unless you were willing to go with me.”
“Even though I’ll have those days off at the factory, I’ll probably still have to work at 7-Eleven on the weekend.”
“So they won’t let you take Thanksgiving weekend off?”
“I can try, but I’m not sure my boss will be able to find someone to cover for me.”
“If you can’t take the time off, then you can fly back on Friday and Noah can stay with me, since you’ll be working. If you can get the time off, then we’ll all fly back on Saturday instead.”
“So you aren’t planning to stay until Sunday?”
“No, I always fly back on Saturday in case there’s bad weather and flights get cancelled. It’s to ensure that I’m back in time for work on Monday.”
“How much would it cost for Noah and me to fly down there with you?”
“Nothing. I’m willing to pay for your tickets.”
“I couldn’t let you do that, especially after everything else you’ve done for us.”
“You’re not asking – I’m offering, so don’t worry about it.”
“Well, if your parents don’t mind having a couple of strangers joining them, I know it will be better than spending the time here alone. Besides, I think Noah would rather be with you than me.”
“I believe he would rather be with both of us, not just one or the other. Besides, my mom loves entertaining company.”
“Ok, if your parents are agreeable then we’ll go with you.”
Since Cheryl had agreed to do this, I went next door and called my parents. After I exchanged pleasantries with my mother, I got down to business.
“Mom, I’m actually calling to talk to you about Thanksgiving.”
“I hope you’re still planning on being here,” she responded, possibly thinking I was calling to cancel. “Aunt Sue and Uncle Bill are coming to eat with us too.”
“Yes, I’m still coming, but I wanted to know if you’d mind if I bring a couple of friends with me.”
“Of course not. We’ll just put an extra leaf in the table so there will be plenty of room for everyone, and there’s always more than enough food to go around. May I ask a little something about your friends?”
“Sure, they’re actually my tenants and live on the other side of the house. It’s a mother and son, and their husband/father was killed several years ago in a car crash. They don’t have any other family in the area, and I hate to leave them here alone on the holiday, so I wanted to bring them with me.”
“Oh, that’s so sweet of you. I take it you’re close with them?”
“In a way. After they moved in, Cheryl insisted that I have my meals with them. It was her way of thanking me for letting them live here, but mostly I’m close to her son. He looks at me as sort of a surrogate father, since he was so young when his dad died.”
“Oh, that’s nice too. How old is the boy?”
“He’s twelve.”
“I can’t wait to meet both of them.”
“Great! We’ll be flying in on Wednesday night, so make sure Dad is at the airport to meet us. I know you’ll probably be busy fixing things for the next day, so you can meet them when we get to the house.”
“Yes, I’ll definitely be busy on Wednesday, but I’ll make sure your father is there to pick you up. We’ll see you soon, so goodbye, dear.”
Now that everything was set, I just had to reserve our plane tickets.
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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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