Erastes

Chance of a Lifetime

Chapters 9-17

Chapter 9
Settling In

Saturday morning Brad went to get the truck again, and then that afternoon his friends showed up to help us move the rest of the furniture from their old house. Pam stayed at the new house with the kids so she could keep them from getting in the way, which turned out to be a very smart move. The rest of us ended up getting a real workout from carrying the remaining pieces of furniture, because we'd left the biggest and heaviest items until last.

It took the entire afternoon to move the final items, because not only were they heavy, but they were also quite bulky, so it took a lot out of us. Since we had to carry the dressers down from the second floor, it took two of us on each end to make sure that no one got injured in the process, just in case someone happened to slip or lose his grip. It was also kind of awkward and fairly crowded going down the staircase, since the two men on either end had to navigate side-by-side, with barely any extra room to spare. We did it, however, without any serious incidents and loaded the various items onto the truck.

We had to reverse the process at the new house and carry most of the items up to the second floor. On our second trip up the stairs with another dresser, Brad's partner slipped as he was walking backward up the stairs. Not only did he lose his balance, he also lost his grip on the dresser and ended up sprawled out on the steps. This might have been disastrous, because the dresser could have landed on him and caused major damage, but Brad was able to react in time. Not only did he call out and let us know to stop moving forward, but he also held up his end of the dresser until his friend was able to crawl out from under it and scramble back to his feet. We were all very careful from that point on and encountered no other problems, so we were all very grateful that the mishap had ended so well.

After we finished carrying the last of the items inside, which happened to be the china cabinet, Brad grabbed some cold beers out of the refrigerator and passed one to each of us. He also told his friends that he'd invite them and their families back to the house for a cookout, just as soon as his family had adjusted to the new place and things had settled down.

While Brad and I were relaxing with his friends, Pam took the kids up to their rooms and started helping them unpack the last of their belongings. As the kids were placing the last few items in their dressers, Pam ran the vacuum in each room, as well as on the stairs. Then she vacuumed the main entrance and dining room, because we'd tracked dirt in from the truck and the lawn as we traipsed back and forth carrying the various items inside. By the time she finished, Brad's friends had left after he thanked each one for his help.

We decided to go out to eat that night, since we were all tired and no one felt like fixing anything. The kids all liked the idea, since they got to choose what they wanted for a change, rather than having to eat whatever was served. We all enjoyed our meals and were quite stuffed by the time we got home, ready to relax and catch our breath.

We watched a couple of television programs with the kids when we got home, before sending them upstairs to get cleaned up and ready for bed. Evan asked me to give him his bath again, but Pam told him let me rest tonight, since I'd worked so hard earlier. Evan wasn't happy about that, although he complied, but I could tell Reid was absolutely ecstatic. As soon as Evan and his mother had walked away, Reid immediately dragged me up to his room. He just wanted to chat for now, because he was afraid his mother might hear something if we did anything else.

"Ok, so what do you want to talk about?" I asked, as soon as he'd shut the door and we were sitting on the bed.

"Your story. Have you written any more?"

"A little, but I've been spending most of my time helping your parents, so I haven't accomplished very much."

"That sucks. I was hoping I could read some of it."

"Have you finished both of the other stories yet?"

"The first one, but not the second."

"Don't you like that one as much as the other?"

"Yeah, I do, but I've been too busy with my schoolwork and haven't had the time. I've had a lot more homework so far – lots more than last year."

"Yes, that's what happens when you get older and move into the higher grades."

"Yeah, I know."

"Then if you want to read, I'd suggest you finish the second story first. That way, I can get more written before you're ready for it."

"But I want to read that story instead, cuz I'm in it."

"I know, but by the time you finish the other story there will be more for you to read and you won't have to keep stopping and waiting for me to write more. It will also give me time to work out some problems before you start bugging me again." He looked at me oddly for a few seconds before he reacted.

"So you think I'm bugging you?"

"Only because you're always asking if I've written more. Writing doesn't work like a typical job. It's not like assembling products in a factory or working on a computer. As an author, you spend a lot of time trying to resolve problems that have arisen in your story, things you hadn't anticipated, as well as doing research so the readers won't point out mistakes you've made later. Then, after you finish each chapter you have to proof-read it a couple of times and polish what you've already written. That's why it takes time and the reason you're going to need to be patient."

"Dang! I didn't know it was so complicated. I thought you just came up with an idea and then sat down to write it."

"That's only part of it, but then those other things come into play. It's not as easy as writing a letter to a friend or texting."

"Ok, I'll try to be more patient then."

"And I'll try to write the best story I'm capable of, with my boy as one of the main characters."

My last statement caused Reid to grin broadly and he beamed in approval just before we heard his mother finish up with Evan and head downstairs. That's when Reid suddenly switched gears.

"We'll wait a little while until Evan falls asleep, and then we can do something again."

"Reid, I'm totally exhausted from carrying all those heavy items today, so I don't think I have enough strength left to do anything tonight." The expression on his face told me Reid was sorely disappointed.

"Then I'll just do it to you," he offered, thinking that would solve the problem.

"I think my body is just too tired for that as well. I don't even think I could get hard, even if you danced naked in front of me or spent hours trying to make it happen."

"Can we still shower together?"

"Yes, we can do that, because I think the hot water will help to loosen up my tired muscles and allow me sleep better."

"Good, then I'll wash you, and you can wash me too, if you think you'll be able to do that. If not, I'll just wash myself, but I want to cuddle with you in bed while we sleep."

"Ok, I think I'll be able to manage that. Besides, I like cuddling with you just as much as you like to cuddle with me." Reid absolutely lit up when I said this, so I knew he'd totally forgotten about his earlier disappointment.

Reid ended up washing both of us, because I was just too damn exhausted, but I enjoyed standing under the hot spray as much as he would allow. Then, we dried off and climbed into bed, and as soon as he spooned up in front of me, I placed my arm over his chest and gave him a little squeeze. I must have passed out shortly after that, because I don't remember anything else until I awoke the following morning.

Sunday was supposed to be our day of rest, but it didn't quite work out the way we planned. After breakfast, we loaded up a bunch of cleaning supplies and the vacuum into the Highlander before heading over to their old house again. Pam wanted to make sure it was spotless, because Brad was dropping the key off with the realtor on his way to work on Monday, so they could go through the house and prepare the listing. Then, the real estate agent would start showing the property, because Brad and Pam wanted it to sell quickly so they wouldn't have two mortgages hanging over their heads for very much longer.

Once we got to the other house, Brad and Pam put the kids to work too, along with me, and the place was looking quite good by the time we broke for lunch. Before we went to eat, though, Pam walked through the entire house and then said she would return later, so she could go over the kitchen and bathrooms again. To our surprise, she said she didn't need our help doing this and would take care of it herself, so we were done for the day. We thanked her and told her we would keep an eye on the kids and make sure they had their homework done while she finished up. After all of this had been agreed to, we drove to the new house and fixed a quick bite to eat.

After we finished our meal, Pam took off in her car, while we asked the kids if they had any homework. Evan didn't, but Ashley said she had a little and Reid said he had a lot. We sent them off to do their homework, while Evan went to watch Nickelodeon. I told Reid I'd come up in a little while to see how he was doing and I would also check over his homework, which caused him to race up to his room and get started.

My belongings were due to arrive the following day, but I had no idea what time they were going to be delivered. Since I wasn't sure if I'd be able to do much once the container arrived, Brad advised me to just have them leave it in the driveway and he'd help me later. He also said he and Pam would park on the street until the container was picked up again, since it would only be for a few days. That would give me total access to the container without any obstacles in the way.

He then asked how I'd arranged things inside the container, so I told him that the various pieces of furniture were the last things loaded, with the bed being the final item. I explained that I'd loaded the boxes and other items first, so I couldn't get to those until the furniture was out of the way. That's when Brad told me that he would request to take a day off from work so he could help me move most of my things into the apartment.

"I can't do it on Tuesday, because we have a big department meeting scheduled, but I can help you on Wednesday, if that's alright?"

"Yes, that will work fine. I actually thought we'd be doing it each night after you got home from work, but Wednesday will work out even better. I'm just curious how you can take time off on such short notice."

"It's easy. I've already notified my boss that I would need to take another day off during the coming week, but I just didn't know which one. My boss said that would be fine and I could just let him know later which day it would be." Since his boss didn't seem to have a problem with this, neither did I.

As soon as I finished talking to Brad, I went up to see how Reid was doing with his homework. This was the first time he hadn't remained by my side, because he'd stayed within arm's reach while we were cleaning the old house. Even when we returned to the new house to eat or I was talking to his parents, he was never far away, but he wasn't being clingy. Instead, he merely wanted to be near me and we chatted whenever someone else wasn't vying for my attention, at least until he went upstairs to do his homework.

After he learned his father was going to take Wednesday off from work so he could help move my furniture into the apartment, Reid wanted to stay home from school too. I even heard him begging his parents to let him do this so he could help unload the container with us, but his mom and dad were adamant and wouldn't give in. He wasn't happy, but agreed to do what they said.

Since he was still slightly down when we headed to bed, I did my best to make him feel better before we fell asleep. The first thing I did was to swap blowjobs with him, before showering together and then cuddling in bed. That seemed to work, because he was almost purring as he fell asleep.

On Monday, I worked on my manuscript while waiting for PODS to deliver the container, and I picked a spot to do it where I could also look out the window and watch for them to arrive. That didn't happen until two in the afternoon, and then I went outside and directed them where to leave it. I had to sign the paperwork first, and then they slid it off the flatbed and told me to call when I was ready to have the empty container picked up. I told them to plan on doing it on Friday, because I thought that would be more than enough time for us to unload everything.

After they left, I went back into the house and worked on the story again, because I didn't want to disappoint Reid. I did that until the others arrived home later, and only stopped when I saw that Reid wanted to talk to me.

"So all of your stuff is in there?" he asked, while pointing out the window at the container.

"Yep, it's all there, except for the things I'd brought with me when I first arrived."

"So what happens when we get all those things inside?"

I was confused and wasn't sure what he wanted to know. "What do you mean?"

"Well, does it mean you'll be staying in your bedroom from now on and you won't be sleeping with me?"

"That was the idea about me having my own place."

"But I still want us to sleep together."

"We can still do that, but it just won't happen all the time from now on."

"That's not fair, so I'll come down here to join you if I have to."

"You'd better clear that with your parents first, or else they may not let you do it at all."

"Then we'll talk to them after Mom puts Ashley and Evan in bed. I don't want to wait, so we have to do this tonight." I didn't argue with him, but I hoped he didn't get too aggressive or insistent when trying to convince his mom and dad.

I could see that Reid was on pins and needles all night long, and he even followed Brad and me outside when we went to get my bed and carried it to my new bedroom. It had been the last thing we'd loaded before I left, so of course it was the first item we took out, much to Reid's chagrin.

The main reason I had Brad help me with this tonight was so I would have room to get inside the container the following day, so I could check out the rest of the contents. I wanted to inspect everything and make sure nothing had been damaged during transport, so I'd be able to make a claim before the container was taken away. After a cursory inspection, I didn't see any obvious problems, but I would check each item carefully as it was unloaded or unpacked.

After seeing the look Reid gave me after the bed was set up, I knew he was wondering if I was planning on sleeping in it tonight. Since my bedding was still in one of the boxes in the container that wouldn't be possible, but he didn't seem to catch on to that fact. Therefore, I decided to put his concerns to rest.

"I'm afraid the pillows and bedding are still in boxes, but I'm just not sure which ones. I guess that's all I can do for now, so I hope you don't mind letting me sleep with you again tonight."

"No, not at all," he replied as a huge grin spread across his lips and extended from ear-to-ear.

Since that was settled, he seemed to calm down for the rest of the night, but he made sure his parents knew that he wanted all of us to talk later. I think they had a pretty good idea what this was about, so they continued their normal routine until the little ones were in bed.

"Ok, so what is it you want to talk about?" Brad asked as soon as we were all together.

"Uncle Quinn said he'll be sleeping in his own room from now on, so I want to know if I can start sleeping down here with him?"

"You can on the weekend, or when you're on vacation, honey, but not all the time," his mother answered.

"But I want to sleep with him every night!"

"No, I don't want you doing that when you've got school the next day," Brad added.

"But I've been sleeping with him every night already and I've been going to school!"

"We know, but we're afraid your grades will start slipping if you do it too often," Pam responded. "Besides, Ashley and Evan will want to know why you're not sleeping in your own room."

"They won't know, because I'll come down after they're in bed."

After a brief pause, Brad spoke again. "But Evan will know you're not showering up there, because I'm sure he can hear when you're doing that."

"He's usually asleep before I go in to shower, so he'll never know. I won't come down until they're both asleep, and then I promise I'll be back in my room again before they wake up."

Brad and Pam looked at each other, apparently trying to communicate telepathically, until Brad finally spoke up. "I don't think it's a good idea, but I guess we can give it a try. If your grades start to fall, or if you fail to do your chores, then you won't be allowed to do it any longer. We'll also put a stop to it if Ashley or Evan figure out what you're doing, because I don't want to explain to them what you and Uncle Quinn are up to."

Reid said he understood and agreed to abide by his dad's conditions, so I guess I wasn't going to be alone after all.

Since I couldn't do very much, I spent part of Tuesday crawling over furniture as I checked everything out, but I also grabbed whatever boxes I could, so I could take them inside. Seeing the pillows and bedding had been placed in a box and loaded just before we put the various parts of the bed inside, including the mattress and box spring, they were easy to find. Since the bedding hadn't been washed before I loaded them, I did that next, and then I made the bed just as soon as they finished in the dryer.

I was still puttering around my apartment when Reid got home, so he came in to see what I was doing. He immediately noticed that the bed was made and immediately wheeled about to face me.

"Does this mean you're sleeping down here tonight?"

"Yes, that's what I was planning on."

"Then I am too, cuz Mom and Dad said they'd let me do it as long as I keep my grades up and do my chores."

"Did they really say that?" I teased, which caused him to look at me with a horror-stricken expression on his face.

"You're only joking with me, aren't you?"

"Yes, I just wanted to see how you'd react."

"Well, stop doing that, because I don't like it."

"Yes, sir," I answered, as I snapped to attention.

"And don't do that, cuz I don't like it when you do that either."

"Alright. I guess I asked for that as well."

"So should I bring some of my stuff down and keep it here from now on?"

"No, you can bring the things down that you need each night, but you won't have to keep anything down here."

"That sucks. So are we gonna shower down here too?"

"We can if you want, and it will probably be easier to do it down here, because my bathroom has a large shower stall. I take it that using a shower must have been easier for whoever lived here first, and if that person needed to sit down there was plenty of room for them to use a plastic chair in there too. That would have made it perfect for them, but it works out great for me as well."

"Yeah, I think I'm gonna like it too."

We had dinner with the family first, and then Reid went up to do his homework. He also used that as his excuse later, when he came down to see me after his mother took Ashley and Evan upstairs to get ready for bed. When they asked where he was going, he said he wanted me to check his homework.

He obviously wasn't planning on returning to his room anytime soon, though, because once I'd checked his homework he started taking off his clothes, as he got ready to shower with me. I decided not to argue the point and went along with what he wanted to do, so we were soon in my shower washing each other.

I have to admit that I loved the showerhead that was there, because it offered several options, from an extremely powerful spray on down to a fine mist. It also had a pulsing feature that felt really good, and Reid seemed to be trying them all out as I was busy washing his body. When we finished, I suddenly realized that all of my towels were still in a box in the container, so we had nothing to dry with. Since Reid figured no one else would be up, he slipped on his briefs and raced upstairs to get two towels from his bathroom.

His assumption that everyone else would be in their rooms was obviously incorrect, because as I heard him going up the stairs, I also heard his mother's voice.

"Woo hoo!" she teased after seeing her son running past her in damp tighty-whities.

I figured Reid would tell me what happened when he returned, which he did a couple of minutes later. This time he had one of the towels wrapped around his waist, which he held in place with his right hand, and a fresh pair of briefs and my towel in his other hand.

"Mom was in the hall when I went upstairs."

"Yes, I know. I heard her."

"I'm not sure what she saw, but I realized the water had made it so she might have been able to see my dick. I didn't know you could practically see through these things when they were wet."

"Yep, that tends to happen with white fabric, especially cotton. Why do you think wet t-shirt competitions are such a big hit?"

"Damn! I hope she didn't see my dick then."

"She's seen it before, as well as your father's, so don't get too upset."

"She may have seen it before, but not when it was as big as it is now. I was even hard at the time, because I was thinking about what we were going to do when I got back."

"I guess it's a case of bad timing then." He didn't look happy after hearing my remark.

"Let's just do something, so I'll stop thinking about it."

In an effort to make him feel better and to help him forget that his mother might have seen his junk, I decided to try something new with him.

"Tonight we'll try a sixty-nine."

"What's that?"

"I was about to explain, if you'd give me a chance. We're going to give each other a blowjob again, but this time we'll do it at the same time. I'll lay down on the bed and then you get on all fours above me, with your head over my penis and your junk over my head." He thought about this briefly and then his face lit up.

"Oh, ok. I get it now."

"Yes, but I'll take longer than you will, so once you shoot, you can either continue what you were doing, jerk me off instead, or just let me finish up."

"I'll finish doin' it the same way, so don't worry."

I wasn't worried, but Reid kept his word and finished me off orally. Even after he'd ejaculated down my throat, he only paused long enough to enjoy his orgasm, and then he started up again, like a starving calf on it's mother's teat. He also learned a few tricks from when I was working on him, because he started massaging my scrotum for added stimulation. When I was finally ready to ejaculate, he took my entire load and only lost a little in the effort, since gravity caused some of it to fall back on my groin. He quickly cleaned that off, though, and then we cuddled together on the bed and fell asleep.

Chapter 10
My Apartment

Brad and I started unloading the container shortly after the kids left for school and Pam went to work on Wednesday morning. We moved the furniture in first, since those were some of the last things I loaded when I moved, and I was definitely pleased when it appeared that nothing had been damaged. Once those items were in the house and in the correct rooms, we brought the boxes in too. Once those were all stacked in my apartment, Brad and I took a break and got a drink. While we were catching our breath, Brad asked me about my first story.

"I've been working on the screenplay in my spare time, but you'll need to help me with some of the technical information you've included, because it's way above my pay grade." This caused me to chuckle.

"Well if you hadn't been so lazy in college and chose not to take a minor, then you could have learned this stuff too."

"It wasn't that I was lazy, it's just that I'm not as interested in that stuff as you are. Besides, I always had you to help me with those things when I got stuck."

After we went over all of the items he was unclear on, I had something I wanted to ask him. "I'm going to have to buy a car sooner or later, because I don't want to be stuck in the house all the time or have to depend on one of you for a ride."

"I expected that, so what can I do to help?"

"Do you have a suggestion about what I should get?"

"I would advise you to get a hybrid, like we did. You're going to have to live here too, so you'll want to limit the pollution and limit how much gas you use, because it tends to be more expensive here than where you used to live."

"No specific make or model to recommend?"

"There are several different options available, so just do some research and see which one is best for you."

I would take Brad's advice and check on that later, but now I wanted to start unpacking and getting things organized. Brad was helpful in positioning the furniture the way I wanted it, but when it came to the boxes he caused more problems than he helped. I finally told him to go and do whatever he needed to work on until everyone else arrived home, so he took off and left me alone.

By the time Reid showed up, I had the apartment looking pretty good and had found some of the things I needed. I also decided there were some items that I wouldn't need while I was here, but I might if I got my own place again later, maybe when Reid was older. For that reason, I wanted to store them for now, but I had to ask Brad where I could do that, because there wasn't enough room in my small place.

"Looks pretty good," Reid commented as he walked around.

"There's a lot more to do, but it's a good start."

"So are we sleeping down here tonight?"

"Yes, of course, so I guess that means you'll be sleeping down here too?" Reid merely look at me, grinned, and nodded. Since he was in such a good mood, I quit working for the day so I could spend some time with him. We talked a little more about the story and discussed it in greater detail until we heard a car pull into the driveway.

It was Pam arriving home, so now that she was here, Reid and I decided to go out for a walk. Along the way we ran into a bunch of kids that Reid obviously knew from his new school, but other than giving them a brief nod, a quick wave, or a simple 'hi', he had no interaction with them. It went that way until one of the boys got up the nerve to ask a question.

"Who's the guy you're with?"

"Oh, this is my Uncle Quinn. He's a writer and he came to live with us." The kid eyed me suspiciously.

"So he just moved in with your family?"

"Sort of, but my mom and dad asked him to. We even moved into a new house with an apartment attached to it that he lives in."

"Why would your parents do that?"

"Like I said, he's a writer and my dad is thinking of turning one of his books into a movie. My mom and dad also thought he could help watch my brother and sister until they got home from work."

"What's the book about?"

"It's a science fiction story and it's really good. I know, cuz I read it."

"So he's written one book then?"

"No, he's written two and is working on another one. He's even gonna make me a character in it."

"Neat. So are they in our library?"

"Not yet," Reid answered before turning toward me so I could add some information.

"The first book has only been in print for a year now and the other one will be released the middle of October," I added, bailing Reid out.

"Neat, maybe I'll get to read them then. You can write down the titles for me sometime and I'll look them up."

"Yeah, I can do that," Reid agreed.

Reid was grinning broadly and seemed pleased that the other boy seemed interested, and I had a feeling this information was going to start making its way around school. I didn't mind them knowing that I was an author, but I was hoping it wouldn't lead anyone to question my relationship with Reid. If someone were to notice that I didn't share his father's surname or his mother's maiden name, I guess I could always explain that we were half-siblings or even that I was going by a pseudonym. Either way, I'd come up with something if necessary.

When we got back to the house it was time to eat, so we sat down with the rest of the family. During the meal I decided to ask Brad where I could store the things I didn't need right now, and he told me I could store them in the area above the garage. It was a three-car garage, so there was plenty of room for all of us to store things there. He merely suggested that I place my things on the north side, so the kids wouldn't get in them if they ever went out there looking for something.

I also told Brad that I'd decided on which car I wanted to buy, so he told me he'd drive me around on Saturday to see if I could find what I wanted on the lot or if I'd have to order it special. I thanked him and said that would work fine.

Later, after Reid and I went to my apartment to spend the night together, I decided to make it a memorable one. After we got to my apartment, I locked the door leading to the main house and then guided Reid to my bedroom. After sitting on the mattress, I pulled him to me and we began to kiss. After tongue dueling with him for several minutes, I slowly began to undress him this time, rather than allowing him to do it himself. As soon as I removed his shirt, I lowered my head and took one of his nipples into my mouth.

Reid released a little yelp when I started nursing on that tiny nub, and then he began to moan, sigh, and breathe heavily as he enjoyed my tender ministrations. When I finished on the first one, I moved across to the other side and repeated the process. After a few moments of working on that nipple, Reid began to pant and then started groaning in delirious pleasure when I decided to move toward my next target.

Slowly, I ran my tongue down the center of his chest and moved toward his navel, while at the same time unfastening his pants. Once I had them unsnapped, I lowered the zipper and slowly began to slide them off. He lifted his butt and allowed me to do that, while I also let my tongue dart in and out of the depression at his midsection. As he was squirming about from the tickling sensations from that particular activity, I started to slide his briefs off as well. After he lifted his butt off the mattress a second time, I had both his briefs and pants down to mid-thigh, so I got up and pulled them all the way off.

As soon as he was naked, I lowered my head and attacked his scrotum, bathing it with my tongue, nibbling on the loose sac with my teeth, and sucking on his testicles with my lips. After pleasuring him in that manner for a few minutes, I prepared to work on his penis. As I was licking my way up the erect shaft, I slipped my middle finger into my mouth so I could wet that at the same time. When I reached the tip and began to lower my head over his twitching hard-on, while simultaneously sliding my middle finger into his rectum.

Reid 'yipped' and instinctively attempted to resist the intrusion. "Whoa! You've never done that before."

"I know, but just relax and let it happen. If you do, then I'm sure you'll enjoy it."

Once he followed my instruction, I was able to insert the finger to the first knuckle, and then I stopped to let him get used to the feeling. As I began to suck on his cock, I added a little pressure and pushed the finger in as far as the second knuckle, before pausing to let him adapt to it. Slowly, he was starting to enjoy having it in his butt.

While he was reveling in the sensations emanating from his penis, I pushed my finger the rest of the way in. As I was letting him adapt to the intruder, I attempted to locate his prostate and bent the first knuckle as I searched around. I knew immediately when I hit it, because his hips jerked upward, he released a loud moan, and suddenly began to ejaculate into my mouth. His body was twitching with each spurt, as his body released his boy nectar into my throat. Once he was completely drained, his butt dropped back onto the mattress and his body went completely limp, as I removed my finger from its temporary home. Then, I just watched as he slowly recuperated from the powerful release.

"What the heck did you do?" he gasped when he'd recovered enough to speak.

"You said you wanted to do more, so I thought I'd see how you'd react to a little butt play."

"It felt a little strange at first, but what did you do in there? All of the sudden I felt little tingling sensations shooting through my body and then I busted a nut. I didn't think I was ready to shoot yet, but that all changed when you did something in there."

"What I did was to locate a small gland that's located behind your penis. It's called the prostate and produces the fluid that mixes with your sperm when you cum."

"But I've never felt that happen before."

"What you felt tonight only happens when something brushes against the prostate. You won't get the same type of sensation unless something comes into contact with it."

"I don't care what caused it, but that felt super! I want you to do that again the next time too."

I agreed that I would, and then Reid urged me to get undressed, because he was ready to suck me off as well. In fact, he was doing a really great job this time, but I had to stop him when he tried to ram his finger up my anal opening.

"Hey, you've got to lube your finger first. Put it in your mouth and get it wet, then it will go in a lot easier. Insert it slowly and don't just ram it in there. Ok?"

"Yeah, I can do that."

Reid did as I suggested and began to frantically probe for my prostate. "It's behind the penis, so curl your finger in that direction."

He followed my instruction and eventually located that magic button. He continued to bob up and down on my penis at the same time, and after a few minutes of this duel stimulation I exploded into his mouth. He gagged momentarily when it happened, since I produce much more semen than he does and he wasn't used to having anyone ejaculate in his mouth. After taking the first blast, he pulled off and took the next couple of shots on his face, but he was able to recover and catch his breath, so it would be a good learning experience. He then used his hand to finish draining me, before looking down at me with a cum streaked face.

"Sorry about that. It started to go down the wrong way."

"I noticed, but you did great. Now you know what to expect in the future, so it shouldn't catch you by surprise again."

"Yeah, that kind of startled me because you don't usually cum that quick, but can we go shower now, so I can wash this off my face."

"Sure, and we can talk about this more in there, if you want."

Reid quickly hopped off the bed and raced toward the shower, apparently in a hurry to clean up. I took a more leisurely approach and followed him, so he already had the water temp adjusted by the time I joined him.

Once we were standing under the spray, Reid stuck his face in front of the showerhead and let the water rinse away the cum. Then he turned toward me and grinned. "Now we can wash each other."

As I was cleaning his body, he began asking questions. "Why did you stick your finger up my butt this time?"

"You've been saying you wanted to do more and butt play is a part of gay sex."

"I know, but you could have warned me that you were going to do it."

"Yes, I could have, but I wanted to see how you'd react when you first realized what I was doing."

"I want you to know that I didn't tighten my butt muscles when you started. It just kinda happened on its own."

"Yes, I know. That's pretty common the first time."

"I thought it was kinda gross and it felt really strange at first, until you touched that spot in there."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, because not everyone is quite as sensitive to it as you seem to be."

"I wasn't sure what was happening to me at the time, because I thought you put something up there that was giving me electric shocks or something."

"No, that was just my finger and your prostate."

We finished cleaning up and then went back out to my bed. We cuddled together and soon fell asleep, content in our post-orgasmic bliss.

The next morning, my alarm clock went off, and then I heard the alarm on Reid's cell phone go off a couple of minutes later. When I looked at him, I was wondering why he'd set that as well, because he'd seen me set my clock. He must have figured out what I was thinking, because he gave me his answer.

"I was just making sure that I'd wake up to your alarm clock too. I just set my phone in case I didn't hear your alarm."

"I would have awakened you, even if you hadn't heard it."

"I know, but if I use my phone it's not as loud as your clock, so you won't have to get up every day when I go to school."

"That's very thoughtful of you, but this way I'll get up so I can get busy too." I was impressed that he was doing this for my benefit, not his own.

I got up anyway and went out to have breakfast with the family. After we ate, I gave each of the kids a hug and a kiss on the forehead, before telling them to 'have a good day'. Once they were gone and their parents had left for work, I got busy finishing getting my things unpacked.

I worked really hard all day long on Thursday and had unpacked and stored the items I needed. I also packing up the things I wouldn't be using right away and stored them in the garage. By the time the kids returned home from school, I was nearly finished.

"Wow! This looks really nice. I like the pictures you hung on the walls and you've got some other nice things too."

"Yes, the paintings are original works I'd picked up at various times, usually when I went in to New York City. There are a lot of talented artists that are just starting out, so I was able to pick most of them up fairly cheap – at least when compared to normal art prices."

"They look really nice."

"Thanks, and the knick-knacks are things I've picked up during my travels. Most have a science fiction theme, with some being replicas from various movies and television programs."

"Yeah, I saw the Millennium Falcon from Star Wars, both Enterprises from Star Trek, and the Stargate on your dresser in the bedroom. Pretty neat. The bed looks really nice too, now that it's completely made."

"Yes, and we'll get to christen it again later." He giggled.

Reid then offered to help me carry the last few boxes to the storage area in the garage, as well as breaking down the empty boxes to put out for recycling. We then went out to join the others after his parents arrived home from work and spent some time with them as well. After dinner, everyone wanted to see how my apartment looked, so I led them inside and let them look around.

"It's like a small house," Evan noted, after seeing I had a living-dining area, kitchen, bedroom, and full bath.

"Yes, it is, so I don't need to bother you guys all the time."

"But we like seeing you too," Ashley chimed in.

"I like doing that too, so I'll be joining you some of the time, but I can also have some privacy when I want to be alone."

"Uncle Quinn will be eating with us most nights, unless I'm reading the situation wrong," Pam added.

"No, I'd like that, as long as you don't mind."

"Not at all and it will give the kids and us a chance to see each other most days."

"Yay!" Evan shouted, smiling broadly.

I then went with them to watch TV, because the box for my TV hadn't been delivered yet. Brad had ordered it for me and he was told it would be shipped out immediately, and that was on Monday. I hoped it would arrive tomorrow, because there were a few programs I wanted to record on the DVR over the weekend and then watch them while I was alone. I wasn't sure if they were programs the family would normally enjoy, because they hadn't watched any of those shows as of yet.

Later, after Pam took Evan and Ashley upstairs to get ready for bed, Reid told me he'd be going up to his room to finish his homework and then he'd come down to join me when Evan was asleep. I was surprised that Evan hadn't asked me to bathe him all week, and that's when I discovered his mother had told him to give me a chance to get organized first. She also told him he should probably only ask for my help on Friday or Saturday, so I wouldn't think he was trying to take advantage of me. I'd have to wait to see if he did what he'd been told.

When we heard Reid coming downstairs later, Brad winked at me, which let me know that he expected Reid wanted to do more than just sleep with me. I was slightly amazed by his casual attitude about this and figured it must be a guy thing. I wasn't sure if Pam was as comfortable being aware of the things I might be doing with her oldest child.

When Reid and I retired to my apartment later, I locked the door that connected to the rest of the house. Then, he practically dragged me to the bedroom, showing how anxious he was to get started again. "Can we do the same thing we did last night?"

"Sure, as long as it doesn't take too long. You still have school tomorrow."

"I know, but I did today too and it wasn't a problem."

"I hope not."

I then basically repeated the steps I'd performed on him the previous evening, but this time he was ready when I placed my middle finger at the entrance to his most private place. His body still tried to prevent it from entering temporarily, but then he relaxed and it slid right in. As I was sucking him off, he was bucking his hips up and down to assist me, but I knew he was also waiting for the moment I stimulated his prostate again. When that happened, I heard him moan more loudly than he'd been able to do in his own room, as he felt those tingling sensations and his penis erupted in that moment of male euphoria.

I swallowed his offering of youthful ambrosia and enjoyed each delicious drop until he was completely drained, and then his body collapsed on the mattress, completely spent. I quickly glanced up at him and noticed his eyes were slightly rolled back in his head, as he lingered in the throes of post-orgasmic bliss.

After he returned to the land of the living again, he looked at me, smiled, and spoke. "Damn, that was even better than last night. I'm really glad that you decided to do that with me. When are we going to try something new?"

"In time, but we're not going to rush. Like I said before, I'll do more when I think you're ready, but not before."

Reid shrugged his shoulders. "I guess, but I'm ready when you are. Can I do that to you now?"

"Sure. I'm up for that too."

I meant it literally, because I was harder than usual after working on him. He eagerly jumped into action and did pretty much the same things to me that I'd done to him. He was proving to be a very eager pupil and was learning quickly. In fact, he was doing much better than ever before and soon had me blowing my load into his gullet. It happened after he'd located my prostate and stroked it a few times, but he didn't gag like he had the night before and swallowed most of my ejaculate. A little still dripped down on my pubic region, but I was quite impressed after what had happened the previous evening, because he didn't have the mess on his face to clean off this time.

We then headed into the bathroom to take our shower. "Wow! You've even got towels tonight," Reid teased. "Guess that means I don't have to go runnin' through the house in my see-through undies tonight."

"You can still do that, if you want," I replied, which cause him to playfully punch me in the arm.

After we showered, we dried off quickly and went out to cuddle on my bed. Reid didn't want to put anything on and slept with me naked, since we were totally alone, and I didn't argue with him. He arranged his clothes where he could find them easily in the morning and I set the alarm. Then, we snuggled together and fell asleep, content in each other's embrace.

I got up with him when the alarm went off, and I gave him a kiss and told him to have a good day before he took off. I didn't get up to eat with the family today and stayed in bed instead, as my mind replayed the events of the previous evening. For some reason, I found myself questioning if I was doing the right thing by doing something sexual with him every night.

Sure, I'd agreed to come there to keep him from looking for someone else to do these things with him, but every night? Was I really helping him, or was I just making him more sexually aggressive than most kids his age? Then again, was I possibly setting myself up for trouble later? What if one of the neighbors or one of his friends figured out what we'd been doing? Was I going to end up being locked away with Bubba and his friends? The thing was, I knew I was enjoying it far too much to stop now, but I also realized it would crush Reid if I suddenly stopped doing these things with him.

Eventually, I got up and went out to the main house to get something to eat. I hadn't had a chance to do any shopping yet, so like Mother Hubbard my cupboards were bare, along with the fridge. I hoped I'd have transportation soon so I could become more independent, because I felt guilty having to rely on Brad and Pam for meals and to get around.

Since my apartment was pretty much set up the way I wanted, I spent the rest of the day working on my story. I was anxious to finish each new chapter so Reid could give me his appraisal, because I knew he would be brutally honest, since he was technically one of the characters.

When he arrived home, Reid was carrying a package when he came in to see me. "I found this outside our front door. It has my dad's name on it, but it's from the cable company, so I'm pretty sure it's for you."

"You're probably right." I then took the package from him and opened it. It was the cable box that would allow me to watch TV. Reid even helped me hook it up, along with my DVD player. Even though the box had it's own DVR, we couldn't play DVDs on it, so I would need both. Once he had those things hooked up, Reid made sure my laptop was connected to the Wi-Fi, so I could surf the internet too.

"Now we can watch TV, movies, and do other stuff in here alone," he gushed once he'd finished.

"So you don't think we should spend time with your family too?"

"Yeah, we can do that with them once in awhile, but now we'll also be able to spend time in here alone, so they won't see what we're doing."

"So what are we going to be doing while we're watching TV or using the internet?"

"You know. We can kiss and do other stuff too. You can even jerk me off sometimes, even before we go to bed."

"You're certainly getting to be a horny little bugger."

"Come on. I used to jerk off more than once some days, so it will be just like I was doing. I'm not any different than I was before."

He had a point. I guess all teens are horny and it's just that I'd been removed from his age group for quite a while and had forgotten. Now, I just had to worry if he was going to wear me out.

Chapter 11
The Neighbor

Saturday morning, Brad drove me around to look at cars and Reid went with us. He wanted to be there when I picked out the one I wanted, and since I didn't have a problem with that we let him tag along. We ended up going to three different dealerships and looked at a number of different vehicles since there was more than one Chevy Dealer in the area. I'd decided to get a Chevy Malibu and knew the options I wanted, so I just had to see if I could find one matching those requirements on the lot. It turned out that each location had at least one vehicle that met my needs, so now I merely had to decide which color I liked best. That's where Reid came into play.

"After looking around I found white, black, silver, red, and blue cars that would meet my needs. Some have even more options than I require, but I'm fine with that. Seeing you'll be with me some of the time, do you have a color preference?"

Reid's face lit up when he realized I wanted his input. "Yeah, I like the red one best."

"Ok, then let's go back to that lot so I can make an offer. I've already checked online and have an idea what others have paid for basically the same vehicle, so now I'm ready to play 'Let's Make a Deal' with one of the salespersons."

When we pulled in to the appropriate dealership, one of the salespeople came jogging out the door to greet us. I had a feeling that he'd seen us when we were there earlier, so he must have felt we were ready to buy."

"Hi, I'm Gordon. How may I help you today?"

"Well, Gordon, I'm interested in this red Malibu, if I can get it for the right price."

"The price is listed right here," he said pointing at the factory sticker on the driver's side rear window.

"I know that's what it says is the list price, but that's not what I'm going to offer. I've done some research and this is what I'm willing to pay." I then stated the price.

"I'm not sure my manager will approve selling it at that price, because there's quite a difference between what you just said and the list price."

"Yes, I can do math too, but go talk to your manager. Explain that he or she can either accept my offer or I can go to another dealership. We've visited several this morning and this isn't the only Malibu I like. If you guys don't wish to deal, then I'll return to one of the other locations and see if they're more flexible."

The salesperson looked flustered when he trotted off to discuss my offer with his manager. He was gone for quite awhile and we could see that he was involved in a fairly heated discussion with another gentleman in the showroom. I assumed his boss didn't want to go that low on the price and Gordon was excitedly trying to explain it was either that or I'd go somewhere else. When he returned, he wasn't exactly smiling, so I didn't know if I'd made a deal or not.

"I finally got my manager to agree, but he's taking some of the discount out of my commission."

"I'm sorry about that, but you've got to learn how to stand up for yourself and negotiate with him just like I did with you."

"Yeah, I haven't been doing this for very long, but I'll still make out ok with what I earn on this deal."

Since we'd reached an agreement, we followed him inside to fill out the paperwork. When he asked for a down payment, I told him I'd just write a check for the entire amount, since I had the money set aside. More than half of it was from selling my old car and the rest would come out of the advance I'd received on my new story. Now, I'll be even more motivated to finish it than before.

After I handed him the check and showed him my driver's license, Gordon commented about it being from out-of-state. I told him I'd just moved here and would be getting a California license soon and he merely nodded in response. He then told me I could pick up the car Monday evening, because that would give him time to call and make sure the check was good first. He said once the transaction cleared, he'd get the car registered and procure the license plates for me, so I thanked him and said I'd see him again on Monday.

"Great! You got the one I liked best!" Reid announced as soon as we were buckled up in the Highlander.

"I'm glad you approve," I countered as Brad and I looked at each other and smiled.

When we returned home, we told the others about the car too, and they all said they couldn't wait to see it. I was pleased with the way things had worked out and thanked Brad and Reid for their help. Brad assured me that he'd take me to pick the car up as soon as he got home on Monday, after noting the dealership was open until 9:00.

After I had lunch with the family, Pam asked the kids if they wanted to go to the park. Evan and Ashley agreed immediately, but Reid wanted to speak with me first, before he made up his mind.

"Can't we just stay here and do something?"

"Come on, it will be fun to spend a little time with everyone else. It will be good to get outside and enjoy the sunlight and fresh air, and we'll have time to do the other stuff later."

"But we could do it both times."

"We could, but I want to do this so the others don't think I'm anti-social."

"What's that mean?"

"It means I don't want the others to think I don't enjoy doing things like this with them too, especially your parents. They've made a considerable sacrifice by buying a new house and letting me move in with you, plus they've also given us permission to fool around. They're going to get suspicious if we never want to do anything with them, and if they think all we're doing is having sex all the time, then they might not want us to be together any longer."

"But isn't that why they asked you to do this?"

"Yes, they expected we'd do a few things once in a while, but not every day or all day long. If that's what they think is happening then they may have a change of heart. Are you starting to catch my drift."

"Yeah, ok. We can go then."

Brad and Pam looked at me funny when I announced we'd be happy to join them, so I knew they'd probably have some questions for me later. I just hoped I could explain things without having to tell them too much.

When we got to the park, I started out pushing Evan and Ashley on the swings, which didn't please Reid in the least. He never said anything about it, but the dirty looks he was shooting in my direction told me all I needed to know. When Evan and Ashley were ready to try something else, I told Reid we could take a walk on one of the hiking trails, which caused him to perk up again.

"You've got to loosen up a bit," I said once we were away from the others. "I've told you before that I think it's important to do things with your family too, but I'll still spend plenty of time with you. You're parents are helping out with that as well, because they have pretty much told Evan that he couldn't ask me to give him a bath except on the weekend. Come to think of it, I'm surprised he didn't do that last night."

"Yeah, I know my mom and dad are trying to help us out, but I still want to be with you as much as I can."

"Look, I've explained before that you have to let me spend time with everyone else too. It's not that I don't want to be with you, but I can't ignore your parents or your brother and sister either. If you can't handle that, then maybe I'll have to reconsider what I'm doing."

"You mean you'd stop doing stuff with me?"

"I'd hate for it to go that far, but if you don't give me some space then it might come to that."

Reid looked totally shocked hearing me say this, but I wanted it to be a forceful enough threat to make him understand and relent. I loved him, but I didn't want him to be so clingy that Evan, Ashley, or anyone else became suspicious and started asking questions about what was going on. Even worse yet, I didn't want anyone else sneaking around so they could check up on us either.

When we got back to the playground, we all decided to take a walk together this time. Evan and Ashley didn't question why Reid and I had gone off alone earlier, since they knew we weren't interested in playing on the equipment. Besides, I think they were satisfied that I'd pushed them on the swings, so they weren't about to complain.

As expected, Reid never left my side during this walk either, while Evan and Ashley took turns walking on my other side. When they weren't doing that they positioned themselves between their parents, as we made our way around the trail. It was a lovely day with a gentle breeze blowing, so it wasn't too hot, and walking along the tree-lined trail was very relaxing. Several birds were heard singing their songs, and the kids also spotted a woodpecker busily pecking on a tree and heard the hoot of an owl.

We also spotted a couple of squirrels scrambling across the path in front of us, and then later we saw a chipmunk and a rabbit too. Evan attempted to chase them and wanted to catch one, but they all proved much too quick and elusive for him to handle. We enjoyed watching his attempt because it was so humorous, but we also warned him about messing with wild animals and explained that he could catch diseases from them.

After we returned home, Evan and Ashley wanted to go out to the backyard and kick the soccer ball around, so Pam went out to do it with them. I was going to join them, but Brad wanted to talk about my first story again, because he'd run across some issues while he was working on the script. I told him that would be fine and we went out to sit on the lawn furniture out back, and before long Reid joined us too.

We were deep in a conversation when we heard a commotion on the other side of the lawn. When we looked over, the neighbor next door was screaming at Evan and Ashley.

"Get off my yard!" the old man was yelling, his arms flailing wildly in the air. None of us had met the neighbors before, because they stayed to themselves and were never outside when we were. However, we never expected anyone living in this area to act in this manner.

"I'm sorry, but my children were only attempting to retrieve the ball that accidentally got kicked over there," Pam apologized.

"I don't care what the reason was, I don't want anyone traipsing into my yard."

At that point, Brad jumped up and went over to see if he could defuse the situation. Reid and I followed, primarily because we were nosy and wanted to discover what was going on.

"Is there a problem?" Brad asked when he neared the others.

"You're damn right there is!" the neighbor screamed, his arms still swinging about in erratic gestures. "I don't want your kids tramping across my lawn. Keep them on your property."

"I'm sorry, but it seems they were only retrieving their ball," Brad replied. "They only walked on your grass and didn't harm anything."

"I don't care what they were doing, they aren't to come on my property. If their ball comes over here again, then just leave it where it is. I'll toss it back when I get around to it, and if I feel like it."

"What is your problem?" Brad asked rhetorically. "It's not like they were digging in your yard or doing any damage. They were only getting their soccer ball."

"They were trespassing, and I want you to keep them off my property."

Since the old man obviously wasn't about to act reasonably, we told the kids to come with us in the house so we could discuss this. The old guy was still sputtering to himself as we were walking away.

"We just went to get our ball," Ashley said, trying to explain what happened to her father.

"I know, and in most cases it wouldn't have been a problem," Brad responded. "Some people, though, just don't like other people on their property unless they're invited."

"We're sorry. We'll try not to let it happen again," Ashley added.

"Don't worry about it and I'll do what I can to fix the problem for you," Brad told her. "I think I'll put up a nice picket fence on that side. I'll make it about six-feet tall to keep balls, Frisbees, or other items from going into his yard."

"I'll be happy to help you with that," I offered.

"Good, we'll go out and measure the area tomorrow to see what we'll need, and then make a list of what we'll have to buy," Brad stated next.

"That's fine with me," I agreed. "I'm willing to do whatever it takes to keep the kids safe and out of trouble."

"Would you being willing to call and make sure we can put up a fence and it won't break any building or zoning codes?"

"Sure, I have time to do that for you," I agreed to make sure we didn't create another problem.

For the rest of the afternoon, Brad spent time with his family, while also making plans for the fence in his head. I went to my apartment and did some research on whom I'd have to contact and what questions I'd need to ask. Reid came in to see me at various times so we could talk about what had happened and what we were going to do about it, but mostly he just wanted to be with me. I wasn't able to give him much attention, but that didn't seem to matter. He didn't even bug me to get him off, so it made me wonder if he truly had feelings for me that didn't merely revolve around sex.

After dinner Evan asked me to give him his bath, so I agreed. Reid went upstairs too and stayed in his room, so I assumed he was going to stay there until Evan fell asleep and then he'd come down to be with me. I hoped I wasn't mistaken about that, because I prayed he wasn't just in his room pouting.

I was actually surprised that Evan didn't want to horse around during his bath this time. Instead, he wanted to talk to me about what had happened earlier. "Why was the man next door so angry?"

"I'm not sure what his problem was. Maybe some kids had gone into his yard before and damaged something, or maybe he just likes to be left alone. Something must have happened at one time, possibly long ago, that made him act like he did. I don't think it had anything to do with you or Ashley, except that it was you two who happened to be there at the time."

"He scared me. I thought he was going to hit us."

"That wouldn't happen, seeing your father and I were there. If he'd tried anything like that, then he would have been the one to get hit, by one of us though."

"I feel safe with you being here."

"I'm glad, because I'll never let anything bad happen to any of you kids if I can prevent it."

Evan seemed satisfied with my answers, so when I finished washing him, I dried him off quickly, took him to his room so he could put on his PJs, and then I tucked him in. "Night, Unka Quinn. I love you."

"I love you too, sport."

I then went downstairs to my apartment. I was thinking of taking a detour and stopping in to talk to Reid first, but then I decided to let him come to me instead. About a half-hour later he came walking into my living area.

"Why didn't you come and get me after you tucked Evan in?"

"I thought you were either doing homework or were waiting to take your shower up there, so he would hear you. I figured you'd come down after he was asleep, so he didn't get suspicious."

"Oh, yeah. I guess that makes sense."

"So did you shower up there?"

"No, cuz I wanted to do that with you. If Evan asks, I'll just tell him he must have been asleep before I showered."

"Ok, that will work. So is that what you want to do now?"

"Yep. You read my mind."

"It's not hard. I just read the smoke signals coming out of your ears."

He looked at me oddly for a couple of seconds as my meaning slowly sunk in, and then he began to chuckle, while punching me in the arm at the same time.

"And I thought you were one of those guys that knew what other people were thinking. I'm not sure what it's called."

"A telepath."

"Yeah, that's the word. Are you one of those?"

"Not usually, but your thoughts are so obvious that even a blind man could read them."

"Nuht uh.' Then he grinned. "Ok, maybe. But only with you."

After he said that, I threw my arm over his shoulder and started leading him toward the bathroom. "Wait! We've got to get naked first," he shouted as he pulled up abruptly.

"And would you like to do that here or did you have someplace else in mind?"

"Your bedroom. That way my clothes will be there when we wake up, cuz we won't need them until then."

"You are definitely a horny little bugger."

"And that's why you love me." He laughed hysterically after saying this.

"No, I love you because you're you. The rest is just extra. You're the cake, and the rest is just icing."

"So I'm a cake now?"

"In a way. I love cake, and it's quite filling too, but I love it even more when it has icing on it." He giggled.

"Ok, let's get undressed and take our shower, but before we do, did you lock the door going into the main house?"

We quickly stripped and headed toward the bathroom. After adjusting the water, we went into the stall together and began washing one another. I used my hand and lathered every inch of his body, and since he sprouted a boner in the process I decided to masturbate him now, rather than waiting for later. He was really into it and was panting and groaning like crazy. It's a good thing no one else was in earshot, because it wouldn't have been difficult to figure out what we were doing.

As he approached that delicious moment of perfect ecstasy, he began pumping his hips like a horny dog humping someone's leg. When he erupted, it came out in long strands and splattered against the shower wall, as well as ending up on the floor. I held onto him until he recuperated, since he was a little wobbly after that tremendous release, but then he looked at me and spoke.

"Now I'll wash you and do that."

He'd obviously made up his mind, so I didn't argue with him and let him do as he pleased. He was very thorough and tender as he washed me, and then he immediately latched on to my raging boner and began pumping it like a man possessed. While he was busy doing that, I turned my face in his direction, pulled his head toward mine, and soon we were ramming our tongues down each other's throat as he continued to masturbate me. We never broke our lip lock the entire time, at least until my penis exploded in orgasmic bliss and my semen joined his on the wall and floor, soon to be flushed down the drain. Then I turned off the water and we excited the stall.

"I'll clean that up tomorrow," I advised him as I was drying him off. "You're getting better at doing that and it didn't seem as if your arm was getting tired."

"Only a little, not like the first time I did it to you."

We then sat around nude and watched television for a brief time, while also making out. Reid really enjoyed kissing and wanted to do it whenever we could, which was fine with me. After a couple of hours, we decided to turn in, but I sucked him off first, since he was hard again after all of the kissing. He certainly didn't object and got into it just as eagerly as when I jerked him off in the shower, and after he'd cummed a second time, I knew he would sleep like a baby for the rest of the night.

After waking up Sunday and having breakfast with the family, Brad made an announcement. "How would you kids like to play miniature golf today?"

Of course there was loud cheering and shouts of agreement, but I was confused. "I thought we were going to measure and get things ready to put up the fence today?"

"We can do that when we get back. I think the kids will enjoy this and it will keep them out of the backyard and away from our grumpy neighbor." This explained his sudden change of plans.

After we got ready, we loaded into the Highlander and Brad drove to a place called Golf N Stuff. When we arrived, I was surprised to see that this was more than just a miniature golf course and Brad had managed to get us a discount using Yelp, but now we had to decide which of the four courses we wanted to play. We chose the one that looked less busy and set off. Brad told Reid and me to go first, and then he and Pam followed with Evan and Ashley.

The course we played had many whimsical and fanciful structures lining the well landscaped layout, which made it a pleasure to walk from hole to hole. It wasn't an easy course, though, but it was fun and we all had a good time.

As soon as we finished, the kids started teasing to check out some of the other activities. It didn't take much to convince their parents to give in, because I think they'd planned on doing it all along, so we made our way over to try out the 'Bumper Boats'. There was a sign stating that you had to be four feet tall [1.2 m] to drive one of the boats, which meant Evan just made the cutoff. Therefore, we each got into our own boats and were soon banging into each other.

The kids took turns zeroing in on one of us adults, although they occasionally aimed for each other, but we turned out to be their primary targets. It was fun, and we got bumped by others too, and when the ride ended we headed to the next attraction.

Of course we had to wait in line first, before we got to try out the 'Disk'O Thrill' ride. This time we had to sit on a pedestal that was shaped like a motorcycle, and the ride spun around while the pedestal rocked to and fro at the same time. I didn't think it was that terrific, but Evan and Ashley seemed to enjoy it, which made it worth the time and effort.

Reid suggested our next destination when he spotted the Lit'l Indy Raceway', but that's where we ran into our first minor problem. The height requirement to drive was 4 feet 8 inches [1.40 m] this time, which meant that not only Evan wasn't tall enough, but Ashley was an inch [2½ cm] too short too. This meant they would have to ride with their parents, so Evan went with his dad and Ashley rode with her mother, while Reid and I drove our own racecars.

Reid was very competitive and I pushed him a little, but allowed him to beat me in the end. Brad and Pam took it a little easier, since they had their children riding with them, but we still had a good time. From there, we made our way over to the 'Ram-Rods Bumper Cars', which like the 'Bumper Boats' everyone was able to drive.

I was glad that we did the bumper cars after the Indy cars, so Reid didn't forget and try to run into us with his racecar. This turned out to be fun too, probably more so than the boats, because the collisions were slightly more forceful. Once again the kids basically targeted the adults, so we returned the favor. When we finished up there, we decide to stop at the Snack Bar and eat next.

"Are you all having fun?" Brad asked while we were chowing down. He received a chorus of positive responses in return.

After we finished eating, we noticed that most of the lines for the various rides were now humongous, so we opted to take a leisurely stroll on the 'Cannonball Express' train ride next. The line there wasn't too bad, but it would also give us time for our meals to settle, without the jostling and shaking we'd have experienced on any of the other attractions.

By the time we got off the train, the place was packed and the lines were unbelievably long, so we decided to head home. The kids complained a little, but after we pointed out that we'd end up spending more time in the lines than on the rides, they finally relented. We also promised to take them there again when it wasn't quite so busy.

When we got home, Brad and I immediately went out to make our measurements for the fence. We could see the neighbor was watching us the entire time, but he never came over or said anything to either of us. I'm convinced he was curious about what we were up to, but his intent was to make sure we didn't cross the property line. Since that never happened, there was no incident today.

As soon as we'd collected the required measurements, we went inside to make a list of all the materials we'd need to purchase in order to build the fence. Once we had it all worked out, Brad informed me that we'd stop and order everything after we picked up my car the following night. I agreed that would be fine, and then we went to join the others again.

Chapter 12
Sturdy Fences Make Good Neighbors

On Monday, I called around to several different places to check the zoning laws, building codes, and other relevant information. I found out about the construction permits that were necessary, but I wanted to make sure we were in total compliance with all of the applicable rules, regulations, and laws. I had a feeling the neighbor was going to complain about what we were doing, so I wanted to make sure that I'd covered all of the bases. Once I was convinced we were good to go, we were finally ready to build our 'Great Wall' to keep the peace.

When Brad arrived home later, I told him the good news and then we set out to pick up my new car. As soon as I received the required paperwork from the salesperson, I drove the car off the lot and followed Brad over to the Home Depot to place the order for the materials we needed for our project. After Brad got the clerk to agree to have everything delivered on Thursday, we went to purchase a couple of items that we'd take home with us now. We picked up a post hole digger and a can of white spray paint to mark where the posts would go, and then I followed Brad back to the house, since I didn't know my way around the area yet.

When we pulled in the driveway, the kids raced out to see my new car, followed by their mother. Since Reid wanted me to take him for a ride in it, I told Pam, Evan, and Ashley to hop in the back and I'd take them all for a short spin. Brad opted to stay home so he could change, relax, and make sure dinner didn't burn, since Pam had left it cooking when she came outside.

When we returned home twenty minutes later, I pulled into the driveway again, pleased that it was large enough to park three vehicles. After we ate dinner together, Pam sent the kids off to finish their homework before getting ready for bed. While they were doing that, I went to work on the story and kept at it until Reid showed up to sleep with me. He took his shower upstairs this time, since I'd warned him that we wouldn't shower together or fool around when he had school the next day. He wasn't happy about that, but I knew we didn't have enough time to do those things if he had homework to finish up first, and then still get a decent night's rest.

Instead, we merely slid under the covers and cuddled together. It almost sounded as if Reid was purring as I held him in my arms, so I knew he wasn't too upset. I was happy to do this with him, seeing he claimed he slept better and had more energy when he woke up, but I enjoyed it too and thought I slept better as well.

During the day on Tuesday, I spent the entire time working on the manuscript, but I stopped when the kids got home from school. I spent some time with them first, but after Brad arrived home and he'd changed, we went outside to measure and mark were the main support posts would go. We also had to make sure the fence was constructed entirely on Brad's property, so we connected a string to the markers the surveyor had placed in the ground on that side of the lot when he updated the survey before Brad closed on the property.

We then took the can of white paint along and sprayed a circle on the grass to mark where the various posts would go, making sure they were four feet [1.2 m] apart. Once again, we spotted the neighbor secretly watching what we were up to and ensuring we didn't accidentally wander into his yard. When we finished doing that we went inside, because it was all we'd planned to do for the night.

Reid showed up a short time later and wanted me to help him with something. His science class was studying Newton's Three Laws of Motion and he wanted me to explain them to him so he could understand them. He knew that I'd studied physics in college and felt I'd be the best person to assist him with this problem. Happily, I agreed and worked with him until he felt confident that he understood the material.

After thanking me for my help, he went upstairs to shower and get ready for bed, and then he returned to sleep with me again. After we got in bed, he spooned back into me so I could wrap my arm around him, because he said he liked it when we slept that way. He said it was better than when I was lying on my back with my arm around his shoulder and his head on my chest. I certainly didn't have a problem doing this either, so that's how we cuddled together and fell asleep.

Wednesday during the day, I figured I'd get a head start and went out to dig the holes for the various posts. I grabbed the post hole digger and headed out to the backyard and quickly got started. I had to dig down about two feet [60 cm], so I took a tape measure along to verify that I had dug deep enough. I'd already finished the first two holes and was working on the third when the neighbor came over to confront me.

"Whacha doing?" he immediately wanted to know.

"I'm working in OUR yard, not that it's any of your business," I snapped, since I saw no reason to be polite. He certainly hadn't shown us any civility or consideration the other day.

"Kinda touchy, aren't ya?"

"No more than you were the other day when you were screaming at the children!" He made a face and then turned and walked away, so I went back to finishing my task. When I'd completed that task, I showered before the others arrived home, so we were now set to start the project once the materials were delivered.

Reid came over to me as soon as he walked through the door. "I'm glad you helped me with Newton's laws last night, because we had a surprise quiz about them today."

"So how do you think you did?"

"Pretty good. The teacher asked ten questions about the laws and I think I got them all right."

"Great! I'm glad to hear that."

The rest of the evening was pretty uneventful until Reid came down to spend the night with me again. He'd already showered and was in a really good mood, and after we got in bed he rolled over on top of me, planted his mouth over mine, and kissed me passionately.

"What's this about?" I asked when he pulled away. I was slightly confused, seeing he'd agreed we wouldn't do anything sexual on school nights.

"It's just to thank you for helping me with my homework last night. If you didn't do that, I might have flunked the quiz today."

"You're welcome, and thank you for that very special kiss."

He then spooned with me for the rest of the night and we both slept very peacefully.

I spent Thursday morning working on my manuscript again, but in the afternoon I stopped when the truck arrived to deliver the materials for the fence. The lumber was all pressure treated, since it was going to be exposed to the elements, but there were other items we'd ordered as well. When it was all unloaded and stacked in the driveway, I went back inside and returned to my writing. I did that until the others arrived home and then I spent some time with them.

After dinner, Brad and I went outside and began working on the fence. We carried out the 4x4 posts first, since we wanted to set as many of those into place as we could tonight. Each one was eight feet [2½ m] tall, so the first two feet [60 cm] could be placed underground and the other six feet [1.8 m] would extend above the surface and be used to anchor the panels that would make up the fence.

Once each post was in place, we filled the hole in with cement to support and stabilize it. We were using Quikrete, since we knew that would set faster, and Brad went to get some odd pieces of lumber that we could use to support the post until the cement hardened. As soon as we felt the first post was set, we moved over to the second hole and repeated the process.

While we were working, the neighbor came charging in our direction. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" he screamed, his face bright red and the veins in his neck bulging.

"We're putting up a fence to ensure our kids or their toys don't end up in your yard, seeing it upset you so much when it happened the other day," Brad responded.

"You can't put up a fence. That will ruin the view."

"We certainly can, and we'll be putting up the fence because I don't want you around my children. You not only scared them, but I was afraid you might hurt them as well, so this was the best solution to prevent further problems."

"I won't allow you to do this!"

"You don't have a choice, seeing it's on my property."

"Then I'll call and report it. I'll make sure it's torn down."

"Good luck with that," I chimed in. "I've checked all of the various laws and regulations regarding this to make sure everything was in order. Then, I procured the necessary permits so it's all perfectly legal."

"I'm not going to let you get away with this. I'll tear it down myself if I have to."

"If you try to do anything to it, I will call the police to have you arrested and charged with as many crimes as they can think of for the situation. I'm sorry, but you started this the other day when you began screaming at my children like some kind of raving maniac."

"I'm not going to let you get away with this!"

"You have no choice," I added. "I made certain that we crossed our t's and dotted our i's, because I was afraid you might try to do something like this."

"He seems to be the homeowner," he said, indicating Brad, "so who in the hell are you?"

"He's my brother-in-law and is living here too."

"I don't care who he is. I'm not going to take this lying down!" He then stormed off and disappeared into his house, slamming the door behind him.

We finished putting up the second post and installed the third one as well before the light began to fade. We then called it a night and agreed to put up the rest of the posts the following evening before going inside for the night.

When Reid came down to join me later, I had some bad news to break to him. "You can stay in my room if you want, but you'd probably be better off sleeping in your own room tonight. I won't be going to sleep, because I'm afraid the old guy next door will try to mess up what your dad and I just worked on."

"So you're not going to sleep at all?"

"Not until it's light outside. I assume that if he plans on doing something, he'll do it in the dark when he doesn't think he'll be noticed. This way I'll be able to prevent that from happening."

"But what if he waits and does it tomorrow, after you finally go to sleep?"

"Once the sun is up, I'll set up my video camera to record everything that happens. That way if he does something I'll have proof to show the cops."

"I guess, but it won't be the same not being able to sleep with you. I hope I get enough rest now."

I realized he had said that to make me feel bad and was hoping I'd give in, but I had a feeling our neighbor was going to try something later. For that reason, I planned on sitting outside and keeping my eyes open to see if I was correct. I changed into some dark clothing to make it harder for anyone to spot me, sat down in one of the lawn chairs, and waited.

I was facing the posts we'd erected earlier, and shortly after midnight I noticed the old man coming out of his house. I watched as he started walking toward our handiwork, and that's when I decided to clear my throat to signal I was there, hoping to prevent anything from happening. As soon as he realized he was being observed, he spun around, snorted in disgust, and entered his house again, slamming the door behind him. I was pretty sure I'd just prevented him from vandalizing our project.

I might have dozed off from time to time during the night, but it would have been difficult to tell from any distance, unless I happened to snore. My presence was enough to prevent anything else from happening, though, because as the sun started to rise in the east I could see everything appeared the same as we'd left it earlier.

I set up my video camera before I jumped into bed, but I doubted he would try anything during the day. First of all, he didn't know if it had been Brad or me who'd been outside when I caught him earlier, or if we might have even been taking turns guarding our handiwork. Now, he'd see my car in the driveway and know I was home, possibly still watching the area, so I felt he wouldn't take the chance again.

I didn't wake up until it was nearly time for the others to arrive home and quickly checked to make sure our handiwork was still untouched. I also scanned the recording quickly to see if he'd even gone out there, and when I didn't see anything out of the ordinary, I took a quick shower before the others got home. I'd certainly wasted most of Friday by doing this, but I felt it was well worth the effort.

After dinner, Brad and I went outside to check the first three posts, and once we were convinced they were all in good shape, we took down the extra supports and prepared to install the others. Reid came out and wanted to know if he could help, and since he didn't have school the following day, I told him he could paint the first three posts. I then went to retrieve a couple of the cans of exterior white paint we had purchased that had primer mixed with it, along with the paint tray and roller to help him get started. While he was doing that, Brad and I began to set up the other posts.

By the time we went inside, Reid had finished his painting and Brad and I had finished putting up the remaining posts. When I announced to Reid that I was going to sit up for a while again, he said he wanted to join me. Since he didn't have school in the morning, I agreed to let him stay with me. We merely went inside and slipped on something dark to make it harder to be spotted.

Once the sun was down, we took two of the lawn chairs and placed them near the first post, where we'd be able to see everything, thanks to the street light. It was also a different spot from where I'd sat the previous night, so the neighbor wouldn't be looking for us there.

"We can take turns sleeping, if you want," Reid suggested.

"Yeah, that would be good, but just keep the noise down. I don't want him to hear us and know we're out here. If you happen to see him while I'm napping, I want you to wake me. I don't want you trying to confront him."

Reid agreed and we sat in silence, while waiting to see if the neighbor tried anything tonight. Reid dozed off first, leaning against me and resting his head on my shoulder. I let him sleep until sometime between two and three in the morning before I woke him up. I merely reminded him to wake me if he spotted anything, before I tried to get some rest too.

As soon the sun came up and we saw signs that Brad and Pam were moving about in the house, we went inside and joined them. They seemed surprised that we'd stayed up all night, since neither Reid nor I had mentioned that I'd done it the previous night too. Now that he knew how worried I was, Brad offered to keep an eye on things for a while, so Reid and I thanked him before heading to my bedroom to get a little more shuteye.

We awoke a couple of hours later and discovered that Brad had painted the remaining posts. He was currently marking a stick that we could use to ensure that the joist hangers were all placed at the same height, and then we went out to install them on the first three poles. When that was done, we asked Reid to start carrying out the 2x4 crossbeams, which were four feet [1.2 m] long, so we could see if they might need to be trimmed to fit into the joist holders. Brad also marked them 1, 2, or 3, so he'd know if it was for the top, middle, or bottom support, and as soon as those were set, we carried them back to the driveway.

We then made a template that could be used to cut out the triangular top of the 1x4 upright slats to make it a true picket fence. I used a pencil to trace the template at the top of each slat, while Brad cut along those marks using a circular saw. Reid would then take the slats from his father and stack them into piles, meaning we had a fairly efficient assembly line set up, so the process went quite quickly.

As soon as the last one had been taken care of, we arranged the crossbeams on the driveway so we could assemble the first panel. We utilized the same stick that we'd used to fasten the joist holders on the posts, to make sure they would line up. The bottom of the first crossbeam would be about six inches [15 cm] off the ground, the middle crossbeam would be about three feet [90 cm] above that, and the top of the last one would be about six inches from the top of the fence. As soon as that was taken care of, we laid out the slats to see if any of them would need to be trimmed. Normally the slats would have been spaced about an inch [2½ cm] apart, but we determined it would be best if we placed them closer together. The only gaps in this fence would be between the end slats and post, due to the joist hangers.

Once we were satisfied that everything looked good, we nailed the two slats on either end, and then we temporarily removed the remaining slats so we could carry the panel out to ensure it fit properly. Once we were satisfied there were no problems, we carried it back to the driveway, added the remaining slats, nailed them in place, and prepared to have it painted. Reid volunteered to do that job, so while he was busy with the paint roller, Brad and I got busy making the next panel.

As soon as the various panels were painted, we left them out to dry. There was nothing more we could do, because the paint on the remaining posts still had to dry as well, so we left the rest of the job until Sunday. We then decided to go inside to clean up and do whatever we wanted for the rest of the day.

As soon as we had all showered and changed, Brad made a suggestion. "I feel bad that you stayed awake the past couple of nights so our neighbor wouldn't be able to sabotage our efforts, but I think I've come up with an idea so you won't have to do that again. I've discovered that Home Deport carries several choices for home surveillance systems, and since I wanted to do that anyway, we're going to go over there and check them out.

Since Reid wanted to join us, the three of us hopped into my car and headed over to Home Depot again. I figured that doing the driving would be a good way to start learning my way around the area, as Brad gave me directions on how to get there. Once I'd parked, we went inside and began to look around.

After checking out several different systems, we decided to get one that came with eight cameras. After purchasing it, we took the system home and decided where we were going to place the various non-blinking eyes. The first one was placed on top of the first post, so it could monitor the entire fence. The second was placed on the outside corner of my apartment, so it could observe the section of the fence running along the backyard. We placed another so it could observe if anyone was trying to break into the exterior entrance to my apartment, while we placed another on the front corner of the house to keep track of anything happening on the section of the fence that was closest to the street.

Once those were installed, we placed two others to monitor the front of the house, including the front door, and then we placed another to overlook the rear entrance into the main house. The final camera was installed on the front corner of the house and focused on the mailbox. Once those were all in place we felt safer, but we also knew that the neighbor wouldn't be able to try anything without getting caught.

After dinner, we all kind of chilled out for the rest of the night, feeling confident that we'd averted any future problems. None of us had happened to notice the neighbor at any point while we were putting the cameras in place, so we had no way of knowing if he was aware of what we'd done. Hopefully it wouldn't matter and we'd never find out, unless he attempted something stupid.

When we turned in later we didn't need to shower, since we'd done that earlier, so Reid wanted us to suck each other off. Since he didn't have school the next day I agreed, much to his delight. He seemed to really enjoy oral sex, and I was more than happy to accommodate him, so we quickly stripped out of our clothes and I was ready to go to work on him.

Surprisingly, Reid stopped me, because he wanted to kiss for a while first and I was happy to oblige him. After making out with him for several minutes, I moved on to his ears and neck, slowly driving him crazy in the process. Then, I proceeded to his nipples so I could tease and nurse on the tiny nubs for a while, before I moved down his chest, heading toward his groin. Once there, I attacked his scrotum, nipping and sucking at that area for a brief time, before moving up to his erect boyhood.

Reid moaned as I licked the shaft, and he released a little yip when I lowered my head over his steely rod. As I ran my lips and tongue up and down his erection, Reid began to moan and pant, showing he truly enjoyed my efforts. His hips also began to bounce up and down on the mattress, as he instinctively pumped his turgid member back and forth in my mouth, reveling in the feelings coursing through his frame.

After a hectic workout, his body tensed just before he released his tasty seed into my throat. I relished every delightful spurt until he'd finished squirting, and then I sucked on him some more to retrieve the last of his sweet nectar. As soon as he was totally drained, I let him enjoy his post orgasmic bliss.

When he recovered, he thanked me and said he wanted to return the favor, so I didn't argue. He quickly repeated the same steps I'd performed on him, although it took him considerably longer to achieve the same results. I was surprised that he never gave up and continued to work on me with his mouth, since I'd thought he would have quit long before I reached orgasm. He was a trooper, though, and stuck with it until he received his well earned reward.

As I was recovering from that wonderful release, Reid began to speak. "Did I do ok this time? I didn't give up even when my jaw started to ache, so I hope you liked it."

"You did great and you're improving all the time."

"Thanks, I liked what you did to me too, but I wish you'd used your finger in my butt again."

"Sorry, I forgot about doing that, but I'll make sure to do it the next time."

"Good, cuz I really liked that too."

I had no idea why it hadn't occurred to me, but somehow it had slipped my mind. I wouldn't, however, forget to do it from now on, seeing he seemed to enjoy it so much.

Now that we were both satisfied, we spooned together on the bed and before long I could hear the gentle rhythm of his breathing, which let me know he'd fallen asleep. It didn't take very long before I'd joined him in the Land of Nod.

As soon as we could on Sunday, we got up and prepared to finish up working on the fence. First, we installed the two panels that we had built the previous day, and we were amazed that the process went so smoothly. Before long both panels were in place and secure, so we got ready to return to the driveway to work on the next two panels. Prior to that happening, however, the neighbor came charging out his house again and we could tell that there was smoke coming out of his ears.

"This is even worse and uglier than I first imagined," he shouted as he drew closer. "I want you to take it down immediately."

"That's not going to happen," Brad replied looking the man straight in the eye. "It was your outburst that led me to put this up and I'm not taking it down as long as I'm worried about what you might do to my children."

"I won't do anything to them, as long as they stay out of my yard."

"The only way I can make sure that will happen is by putting up this fence. Therefore you're stuck with it. At least we installed it with the nicer side facing your property."

"It's still an eyesore and spoils the view."

"Maybe if you'd been nicer then this wouldn't have happened, but now you'll have to live with the results of your unyielding and unfriendly behavior."

"I'll see to it that it comes down one way or another, even if I have to take you to court."

"Good luck with that, because we checked out everything before we began this project and it's done completely by the book."

"You won't get away with this," he added shaking his fist before walking away. Once he was gone, the three of us got back to work.

We followed the same procedure that we had used the previous day and were soon ready to see if the next panel would fit into place. As soon as we were sure it didn't need to be trimmed, we took it back, added the remaining slats, and then we let Reid paint it while Brad and I started work on the next panel. Before dinner was ready, we all completed constructing the last of the panels and began putting the first one's we'd built today into place. The last couple we had to leave until after we'd eaten, but we finished it off before we went to bed, content that the fence was now up. The only thing left to do was to paint the side of the fence facing our property and I'd do that during the week.

Chapter 13
Many Challenges

After Reid and I woke up on Monday, he raced up to his room to get dressed, and then we ate breakfast with his family.

"So what have you got planned for today?" Pam asked me innocently.

"I'm going to start painting this side of the fence. It will probably take me a couple of days before I finish."

"So you're not working on your story?"

"I'll do that when I have time, but I want to get this done before we run into bad weather."

"But we can do it on the weekend," Brad offered, trying to take the responsibility off my shoulders.

"I know, but doing it will also allow me to keep an eye on the guy next door. I'm sure he'll try something soon, I'm just not sure what or when."

"The cameras will keep an eye on him, so you don't need to do that," Brad followed.

"I know, but I'm hoping I can prevent him from doing any damage in the first place, not just making him pay for what he's done afterward."

"Ok, but you don't need to do that."

"I know, but a few more days aren't going to make that much of a difference."

Once they had all left for school or work, I began painting the fence and had been at it for a couple of hours when a car pulled into the driveway. I stopped to see who it was and what he wanted.

"Hello, I'm Drew Esposito from Code Enforcement, and I'm responding to a complaint about an illegal fence. Are you the homeowner?"

"No, I'm his brother-in-law, but I live here too. I know exactly who called you," I added while tilting my head toward the neighbor's house, "so let me get the paperwork I have on this."

I then went inside and came back carrying the permits and other paperwork I had regarding the fence. He looked it over and then examined the fence, before he came back to speak with me.

"I see absolutely nothing wrong with this fence. In fact, you've done something you didn't have to do. You could have built it with the nicer side facing your property."

"Yes, we knew that, but we thought doing it this way would cause less of a hassle with the neighbor. Obviously we were wrong. It also allowed us to build it without having to put one toe on his property." I then explained the situation that had precipitated us going to this extreme in the first place.

"Ah, yes. That explains a lot. I'll have to go over and speak with him next, so I can explain that everything is in order and it's all perfectly legal."

"I don't envy you that task." He chuckled as he walked away.

A couple of minutes later I heard some shouting coming from the front of the neighbor's house, although I couldn't make out what was being said. The neighbor obviously disagreed with the man from Code Enforcement, but his insistent protests fell on unsympathetic ears. A short time later I saw the man return to his vehicle and drive off. Round One was over and the fence was still standing.

When I returned to paint some more after I'd fixed myself lunch, a car from the local police department pulled into the driveway next. Since I felt I knew what this was about, I went out to greet the officer.

"I'm Officer Shelly Bradley and I'm responding to a call about this fence."

"I'm not surprised, and you're not the first one. Drew Esposito from Code Enforcement was here earlier on a similar complaint, and he looked over all of the paperwork and inspected the fence. He assured me everything was in order, but my neighbor isn't happy with the fence." I then went on to explain to her about what had happened and why we'd decided this was our best option.

"I had a feeling there wasn't anything I could do when I first got the call, since this was a problem for either Code Enforcement or the Zoning Department. Since Drew has already been here, I'll just file a report stating that there were no issues and the matter had been resolved."

"Not for the neighbor, I'm sure. He won't be happy until the fence comes down."

"I'll go over and talk to him, so I can explain it's all completely legal and he has no recourse."

"I can't wait to hear the shouting match."

"What?"

"I heard the old guy screaming at Drew when he basically told him the same thing."

"Oh, thanks for the warning, so I'll be prepared."

She then went over and knocked on his door, and before long more shouting was coming from that direction. It continued for about a minute, and then I saw Shelly get into her patrol car and drive off. That was Round Two, but I hoped it was the end of this situation.

During dinner, I explained to everyone else about what had happened while they were at work and school. "Dang, he's sure a nasty old guy," Reid observed.

"Just persistent and used to getting his way, it seems," his mother corrected.

"I'm glad we went to those extremes before we started," Brad concurred. "Do you think that's the end of it, since they both told him there was nothing he could do?"

"I doubt it," I replied. "He seems to be the type who won't give up until he gets what he wants."

"But he doesn't have a case," Brad pointed out.

"I know, but I doubt that will stop him."

After we finished eating, Ashley and Reid went to do their homework, while Evan went to watch cartoons. While the kids were all busy, Brad asked me a question.

"Pam and I were curious. Are you doing something with Reid every night?" I looked at him momentarily, because I hadn't expected this from him.

"No, I remembered what you told him when he first wanted to sleep with me every night and advised him we couldn't do those types of things when he had school the next day. We could only shower and sleep together."

"And he was ok with that?"

"Not really, but I told him if he didn't agree then he'd have to start sleeping in his own room on school nights, so he finally gave in."

"I'm glad to hear that, and Pam will be relieved too."

"Good, but I hope I'm not going to be facing a third degree every now and then to satisfy your curiosity about what we're up to. I was afraid that might happen, but I'm uncomfortable discussing these things with you, so I hope you'll just trust that I won't do anything that would be harmful to Reid."

"Ok, I can understand that too, so we'll try to leave you alone. It's just that he's our son and we're worried about what he's up to as well."

"I know, but since you were the ones who dragged me into this, please trust my judgment and know that I won't do anything I think you or Pam might object to."

"Ok, fair enough."

When Reid was done with his homework, he brought it down for me to check over. Once I'd done that and had pointed out any problems I spotted, we showered and then cuddled together in bed. I didn't bother telling him anything about my discussion with his father, since he didn't really need to know and it would probably just upset him. I also didn't want him to confront his parents about this either, since I realized he wasn't eager to have them know exactly what we were doing.

On Tuesday, I was finishing painting the final few sections of the fence when another car pulled into the driveway, so I stopped and greeted the person.

"Hi, I'm Jan Igo from the Zoning Board..." I cut her off.

"And your responding to a complaint about the fence," I finished for her.

I then explained the previous two visits, the situation with the neighbor, and why we'd erected the fence. After she looked over all of my paperwork and checked out the fence for herself, she thanked me for being so cooperative and admitted she'd found nothing out of order. I warned her about the guy next door before she went to speak with him, and once again I heard some shouting before I saw her get into her car to leave. That was Round Three, so I hoped this wasn't a ten or fifteen round fight.

It was the only visit I received that day, so I was able to finish the painting before the others arrived home. After dinner, they went outside with me to inspect the fence, and each one assured me it looked great and I'd done a wonderful job. I knew there were others who disagreed, though, because I heard a 'humph' from the other side of the fence.

The rest of the week was fairly uneventful, and since I'd finished work on the fence, I was able to concentrate on my writing again. Everything was going fine until Friday, when I heard the front doorbell ring. When I went out to see who was there, I discovered a Sheriff's deputy.

"I'm here to serve a summons on the residents of this property," he stated, very officially. "Do you own this home?"

"No, it belongs to my brother-in-law, but I'm residing here with him and his family. I have my own apartment."

"Then I'll serve you with this summons." After handing it to me, he took down my name for his records.

After he left, I looked at the summons. Although it wasn't a surprise, we were being summoned to court over the fence. It gave a date and time when we'd need to appear, plus it also listed what would happen if we failed to show up. Once I knew what this was about, I contacted some other individuals to request information from them, and then I went back to work while I waited for Brad and Pam to get home. Shortly after they arrived, I asked them to sit down with me.

"We're being summoned to civil court over the fence. I was served earlier, and since the deputy felt he could present me with the legal document, I'll take care of this matter for you."

"So neither of us will have to be there?" Brad asked, as he looked at me skeptically.

"I believe I'll be able to handle it on my own. I have already devised a strategy to defend against this and I've made a few phone calls to get whatever I felt I'd need, so this way neither of you will have to take more time off from work."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, if they need you too, then I'll just ask for a continuance so you can appear with me, but I doubt that will be necessary."

"Damn, I wish we'd known about the neighbor before we bought this place, because then we could have made an offer on one of the other houses instead."

"No, this place met our needs the best, and he's quite old, probably in his 80s, so he might not be around for too much longer. Just let me handle this and I think we'll be fine."

"Ok, if you say so. Did you happen to minor in law too?" Brad then laughed nervously.

"No, just common sense, and I think it's all that will be needed."

We weren't scheduled to appear in court until the following Thursday, but it was probably just a preliminary hearing. If things went the way I hoped, the case would be dismissed at that time and we wouldn't have to deal with this further.

I knew I was going to be in for a workout after dinner, seeing it was Friday night and there was no school the following day. Reid had been chomping at the bit all week, since I'd told him we could only do something sexual on non-school nights, and I wasn't sure if he was taking care of his own needs in between. Therefore, I was expecting that he'd be hornier than usual and give me a real run for my money.

As soon as Pam took Evan and Ashley upstairs, Reid nearly pushed me toward my apartment. I could see Brad smirking when he noticed this, seeing I'd explained to him about my rule of not doing anything with Reid when he had school the next day. I was sure he knew why Reid was so anxious, but I wasn't sure if he was pitying me or envious that I'd be getting one hell of a sexual workout.

As soon as Reid locked the door behind us, he began pawing at my clothing and doing his best to remove each item from my body. He was also trying to kiss me at the same time, which meant he was having very little success in doing either. After several minutes, I finally called a halt to his efforts.

"Reid, just hold on for a second. You need to do one thing at a time, because you have limited reach if you're trying to kiss me at the same time."

"Ok, so what do I do?"

"Do you want to kiss or undress each other first?"

"I want to kiss you, but I need to get off too. I haven't done anything since Tuesday."

"I'm surprised your nuts haven't exploded then."

"Very funny, but I'm serious."

"Ok, then let me take care of you first, and then we can kiss some more before you do anything to me."

"Ok, that will work."

Reid immediately began ripping off his clothes and tossing them in various directions. I was going to say something about what he was doing, but I figured I'd do it later, rather than making him delay seeking relief. As soon as he was naked, I skipped the usual preliminaries and merely attacked his groin, while also slipping a finger up his chute. He was sighing and mewing as he writhed beneath me, as I searched out his prostate and bobbed up and down on his erection.

Since he was so desperate, Reid was using his hands to force my head up and down, as he urged me to greater fulfillment. He was also thrusting his hips up and down, mirroring my actions, which caused him to explode within an even shorter time than usual. After he'd painted my tonsils with his barely mature nectar, he collapsed on the mattress and lay motionless, almost like a corpse. I would have worried about him, if I hadn't been able to observe his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm as he enjoyed the throes of his intense release.

I gave him all the time he needed to recuperate, and then he attacked my mouth with the same ferocity that he had been demanding from me when I was working on his groin. When he finally pulled away, he began removing my clothes with the same reckless abandon as he'd removed his own. As soon as I was naked, he attacked my manhood like a man dying of thirst. His actions were not only frantic, but he had also inserted his finger in my rectum and was hurriedly stroking my prostate at the same time, so I erupted much sooner than I normally would have. Reid seemed pleased by this fact, because when he moved off of my penis he was smiling broadly, extremely pleased with his current success.

Now that we had both orgasmed, I convinced Reid it was time to shower. He didn't have a problem with that and eagerly went with me as I headed to the bathroom. We washed each other in a much more leisurely fashion than we'd used in the bedroom and continued until we were both clean. Then we dried off and went to get into bed, each of us as naked as the day we were born.

Reid immediately backed into me as we spooned together, with the crack of his ass pressed firmly against my man parts, but seeing we'd just got off it didn't affect me in the slightest. Instead, I wrapped my arm over his chest, gave him a little hug, and kissed the back of his neck, before we both drifted off to sleep.

When Reid woke up in the morning, he jumped out of bed and raced to the toilet, but he still had an erection as he walked back to the bed. I just looked at him, shook my head slightly, and realized I'd have to do something about that before we went out to join his parents. Even though he'd be wearing clothes, it would definitely cause a noticeable bulge in his pants, so I had him lie beside me again and attacked his problem.

"I didn't know you were going to do that," he said, surprised by my actions. I lifted off his penis just long enough to respond.

"You can't join the others with this. It would be too obvious, unless you were wearing a jock."

"Oh, I'm not complaining, I just didn't know you were going to do this again."

Once again, it didn't take very long for him to bust a nut, but then I had to convince him that he didn't need to do the same to me. Instead, I had him gather up all of the clothes that he'd tossed all over the place the previous evening, so we could get dressed again. I threw the things I'd been wearing into the hamper, while he slipped his on and then went up to his room to change. We met up again at the breakfast table, much to my immediate discomfort.

It wasn't because of anything Reid was doing, though, but due to the looks his father was giving me after he glanced between Reid and myself. He would then smirk, raise his eyebrows up and down several times, and wink. I knew what he was getting at, but it was very uncomfortable having a father doing that after you'd just done something sexual with his child. I'm sure even a heterosexual would feel the same way, and it certainly didn't lessen the feeling just because Brad and I were best friends.

I was able to ignore him for most of the time, as I talked to Pam and the kids instead of looking in Brad's direction. I don't think anyone else caught on to what he was doing either, not even Reid, so I was grateful for at least that much of a break.

After we finished eating, Brad asked me to join him in the backyard so he could ask me more questions about my story. I didn't have a problem doing that, so we headed out to the lawn chairs, so we could enjoy the beautiful morning and fresh air. Reid followed us out, and Brad didn't object, so I didn't either. I was convinced that Reid just wanted to be near me and wasn't really interested in what we had to say.

On the way out, I noticed something else, even if the other two hadn't. Since I was the only one who stood over six feet [1.85 m] tall, I could see over the fence between us and the neighbor's property. That's why I noticed that the old man was pacing back and forth in his yard, staring at the fence, and most likely contemplating how he was going to get rid of it. It's too bad he didn't realize his earlier insensitive remarks were what prompted it to go up in the first place.

Since the other two hadn't noticed anything, I didn't comment about it either. Instead, I answered Brad's questions about the science involved in the first book. When I'd answered all of his questions and explained things so he understood it well enough to include it in the script, he went back in the house and left Reid and me alone.

"Now I want to talk to you about your next story," Reid stated. "I'm glad you're including me as a character, but I want Reed to do something really important, not just be there because he's with his father."

"And that's exactly what I have planned. Reed's going to make a major discovery that will add even more to what his father has discovered."

"Really? Like what?"

"Well, do you remember that I told you Reed's father discovered the chamber under the sphinx's paw and it contained all kinds of long forgotten information?"

"Yeah, I remember."

"That was his father's discovery, but then Reed will notice something else that no one else had observed, and that leads to an even greater discovery."

"Really? What does he find?"

"While his father and the others are spending all their time looking at all the various articles they found in the chamber, Reed notices something about the chamber itself."

"What does he see?"

"He's the only one who notices that one end of the chamber is unlike the rest of it. He sees that while most of the area is made up of the light colors of the limestone, but at one end there are large, grayish slabs covering the floor. When Reed points out this discrepancy, his father has the laborers move everything away from that area so they can investigate."

"What do they find?"

"Under those slabs they find a stairway that leads down to a lower chamber, and there they discover some truly amazing artifacts."

"Like what?" he asked in breathless anticipation.

"The first thing they find is a miniature version of the sphinx, but it's not identical to the sphinx that looms above the chamber."

"Why? What's different about it."

"Instead of the head of a Pharaoh, this sphinx has the head of a lion, so it matches the body."

"So what does that mean?"

"It indicated the sphinx was really much older than the pyramids and the Egyptians had obviously chiseled away the original head until they turned it into one that resembled one of the Pharaohs."

"Ok, but why is that important?"

"Because it indicates there was probably another civilization that preceded the Egyptians and they were the ones responsible for the treasure trove of information in the chamber."

"Oh, I see. So do they find anything else?"

"Yes, they discover artifacts that are so technologically advanced that they couldn't have come from the Egyptians or the civilization that came before them. Hell, some of the items were so advanced that current scientists were having trouble figuring out what they were for or how they worked."

"So where did they come from?"

"All indications were that they came from travelers from another world and those things were either left behind or had been stolen from them without their knowledge. Either way, it proves that the earliest civilizations might have had some help with the wondrous marvels they created. It also suggests a link to many of the civilizations across the globe and ties them to the same root source."

"So did man come from outer space then?"

"No, man probably originated here on earth, but his development, organizational skills, and accomplishments might have been spurred by travelers from another world. They may have even toyed with human DNA and added some of their own to it to cause mankind to develop faster."

"And it's Reed's discovery that makes everyone realize this?"

"Yes, because if he hadn't been so observant, those things might never have been discovered, or it could have been years before someone else came to the same realization."

"I like that a lot. Thanks for doing that with Reed and letting him do something that was really important."

"You're welcome, but I told you I'd do something special with him. I'm just glad you're happy with what I came up with."

"Oh, I am. I'm really happy."

That put Reid in a really good mood for the rest of the day, so he didn't complain when I spent time with Evan and Ashley too, which included giving Evan his bath again. Since Reid had been such a good sport, I made sure to reward him later, after we went to my apartment. Once there, I did exactly what he wanted and helped him get off again, which included a little more butt play. In fact, I decided that I was going to purchase a simple dildo that I could use on him eventually, but I wouldn't let him know I had it until I thought the time was right. That was because I knew he would keep nagging me about it until I finally gave in or got mad enough that I threw it away.

Once we'd both gotten our rocks off, we showered and got ready for bed. Then we cuddled together until the following morning, when he left to return to his room first, before we spent some time with the rest of the family.

Chapter 14
Is This the End?

Shortly after I'd eaten breakfast with the family on Sunday, Brad asked to speak with me. Reid immediately started to follow us, so his father turned to him and spoke.

"Reid, I want to talk to Quinn about the court summons, so I'm asking you to let us do that alone. It shouldn't take very long, but I want to go over everything with him and don't want any interruptions."

"But I'll be quiet..." except Brad cut him off.

"Don't argue with me on this. You spend lots of time alone with him, so just let me do the same now."

Reid wasn't happy, judging from the 'just swallowed a lemon' expression on his face, although he relented. I think he was concerned about what his father might do if he didn't agree to what he'd been asked. Brad and I then walked to my apartment, shut the door, and locked it.

"Are you sure you want to handle this on your own?" he asked, once we'd sat down.

"Yes. I've been the most involved, and I've talked to each of the people the old man sent here to investigate, but I also have a good idea on how we should handle this."

"Do you want me to hire an attorney to go with you?"

"I don't think that will be necessary and would merely be a waste of money. If this doesn't go like I want or expect, then I'll just ask for a continuance so I can obtain an attorney."

"I hope you know what you're doing."

"So do I, but after talking to everyone who came to look at the fence after receiving a complaint, I think we have a strong chance of getting this dismissed." I then went on to explain to Brad exactly what I was planning to do.

"Ok, that sounds fine, and I think you're right about this, but when are you going to do everything?"

"I have three days left before we go to court, so I'll get the directions for each place I need to get to so I can drive there. It will also be a good way for me to learn my way around, so I'll basically be killing two birds with one stone."

"Actually, I hope nothing gets killed, including us and this fence. The old guy seems to be a little unhinged at times, so I hope this ends his obsession."

"I think it will hit him where he'll feel it the most, in the bank account, especially if he hires a lawyer and then loses. I have no idea about his finances, but most older folks watch their expenses closely, so they don't run out of money before they die."

"Yeah, you might be right about that, so I hope this is the last time we hear from him."

"Yeah, me too."

As soon as we finished our discussion, we went back to their part of the house, and Reid came charging over to me the minute I stepped through the door. "Are you done now?"

"Yes, we've discussed the issues for the time being."

"Good. I thought it would take you longer than that."

"I wasn't sure, but I'm glad you didn't argue with your father. If you had, it could have ended badly."

"Why? What would he have done?"

"I had a feeling he was ready to limit how much time you spent with me. He's been very good about this, so I hope you're smart enough not to rock the boat."

"We're not in a boat."

"It's just a saying that means to cause trouble or create a problem, like a person standing up in a small boat or the waves crashing against a boat in a storm."

"Ok, I see now and I promise I won't do nothin' that will keep us from being together."

"Maybe you should ask your English teacher about the use of 'double negatives' too."

"Huh?"

"That's when you use two negative words in the same sentence. What happens is the two negatives cancel each other out and makes it a positive, so when you said 'I won't do nothing', you basically were saying 'you would do something'."

"But I won't. I promise!"

"I know, but what I'm saying is that you phrased your comment incorrectly."

"So what should I have said?"

"What you meant to say was, 'I won't do anything', not nothing." He thought about this briefly.

"Ok, I see now."

I figured that was enough of a grammar lesson for today, so I went off with him to do what he wanted. To my surprise, he merely wished to be with me, but he didn't really have anything in mind that he wanted to do. Therefore, I asked him how school was going and if he'd thought about joining any clubs or playing a sport. He looked at me oddly for a few seconds before he answered.

"I only know a few people at school so far, and they're mostly the really smart ones in my Advance Classes. Most of them don't seem like they'd be into sports, but there are a few that might be. If this school is like my old one, it seemed the same group of kids played on all the teams."

"So you're not interested in sports?"

"Yeah, I like playing them in P.E., and I like watchin' the games on TV sometimes or going to watch the school teams play other schools, but being on a team takes too much time and I'd rather spend it with you."

"Look, you'll only get this opportunity once in your lifetime, so I don't want you to miss out just because of me. We'll have lots of time together, even if you want to do some other things. I'll even watch you play, if you make a team."

"I know, but I don't want to do it."

"Then how about joining a club or doing some other things?"

"I was thinkin' about joining the writing club," he added with a huge grin. "But if I do that then I'll have to take the late bus home, which means I wouldn't get here until right before my mom and dad get home from work. Otherwise, I'd need to find my own ride home. I guess I could probably ask Mom or Dad to pick me up on their way here, but that still means I'd get home really late."

"I could always pick you up too."

"What about Evan and Ashley? You watch them until Mom and Dad get here."

"That's true, but I could bring them with me when I pick you up."

"So you wouldn't mind doin' that?"

"Not at all. I think it's great that you share your father's and my interest in writing, so maybe one day you'll be doing what we do for a living. That is if you learn to stop using double negatives." I laughed after saying this, while Reid made a face.

"I don't do that very often."

"I know, but I just couldn't pass up the opportunity to tease you."

"Ok, I'll try to find out more about the writing club then. Maybe I'll do that."

"And once you find out how much work is involved in writing a story or screenplay, maybe you'll stop bugging me." I laughed again.

"You like me buggin' you about most things, like when we're in your room at night."

"Yes, I certainly do, and I'd really miss it if we didn't do those things any more."

"You mean the sex?" he asked in a hushed voice.

"That and kissing and cuddling with you in bed. I really like doing those things a lot."

"Yeah, me too."

Once this had been cleared up, I told Reid I'd drive him to school this week, so he could show me how to get there. When he started to complain that I didn't need to get up that early and do that, I told him I had to get up anyway, because I had errands to run, so this would allow me to start learning my way around. I could tell he really liked the idea, though, because he was practically glowing after I'd mentioned it, but he was also trying not to take advantage of me. Sometimes he could be so thoughtful.

Reid then got his backpack so he could do his homework while also spending time with me, so I hopped on my laptop to write down the directions I'd need to get around to the other places. Once I finished doing that, I went to work on the story again.

We did that until we were called out to join the family for dinner, and then we went to watch TV together next. We all enjoyed watching 'Once Upon a Time', because even though it was about fairy tales that the younger kids could relate to, the plot twists kept the rest of us interested too. It also gave a new take on the old tales and intertwined characters from vastly different stories, so it kept it interesting.

Once the program ended, Pam took Evan and Ashley upstairs to get ready for bed, while the rest of us stayed to watch another show. Reid and I were not really paying attention to it, but we sat shoulder-to-shoulder until it ended. Before we left Brad alone, I mentioned my plan of driving Reid to school this week, which caused Brad's eyebrows to raise in surprise, as he looked at me questioningly. After I'd explained my reasoning, he merely nodded and agreed that would be fine, so Reid and I went to shower and turn in too.

Brad must have mentioned my plan to Pam before they went to sleep, because it didn't seem to faze her at all when I mentioned it in the morning. Since Ashley went to the same school, I agreed to let her come along, and then Evan asked if I'd take him to his school too. I wasn't sure about doing this, because I knew he went to a different school and I didn't know where it was, but Pam jumped to my rescue.

"Evan, you'll get there way too early if Uncle Quinn takes you, and he has other things he wants to do today, so he can't sit around and wait to make sure you're ok."

Evan wasn't happy about this, but he agreed to ride the bus as usual. It wasn't a big deal, since he always rode on a different bus than Ashley and Reid, but he just felt they were getting to do something special. I ended his disappointment by promising to give him his bath on the days I took the other two to school, so everyone was happy again. Well, maybe Reid wasn't thrilled, since bathing Evan would be cutting into our time alone.

That was the routine we followed for the next three days. I drove Reid and Ashley to school first, ran the errands I had planned for the day, and then came home to spend time with the family. I gave Evan his bath later, doing my best to make it fun for him, and then I'd shower with Reid before we cuddled together in bed.

Wednesday night, Brad asked if I was set for court the next day, and I assured him I was. I then patted the thin briefcase I carried when I attended meetings with my agent or publisher, to let him know that everything I needed was inside. He merely nodded and wished me good luck.

I had quite a bit of time to kill after I'd dropped the kids off at school, because I was told that our case wouldn't be called until 2:00 that afternoon. Since the courthouse was in a different part of town, I decided to check out what else was nearby as I wiled away the morning. Later, after stopping to have lunch, I drove to the courthouse and found a spot in the parking garage. Then, I located the correct courtroom and waited for the case to be called.

When it was, I had to move to the front of the room and take my place at one of the tables, as we waited for the judge to begin.

"Is the Plaintiff ready?"

"Yes, Your Honor. Stanley Morgan, Esquire, representing the Plaintiff." I was suddenly a little concerned when I noted the formal attitude of the proceedings and the fact that the neighbor had hired a lawyer.

"Is the Defendant ready?"

"Yes, Your Honor. I'm representing myself."

"So you are the homeowner involved in this suit?"

"No, but I also reside at the house and was the one who was served with the summons. I'm also the one who took care of adhering to the requirements concerning the fence in question."

"Then if you're both ready, let's begin."

The Plaintiff's attorney then stated that his client believed the fence in question was an eyesore, deprived him of the view he'd enjoyed prior to its completion, and that he believed it was illegally constructed. I just summarized what he'd said, since the attorney was quite long winded, and when he finished the judge turned to me.

"Would you like to respond?"

"Yes, Your Honor. First of all, I'd like to explain why we felt we had to resort to putting up the fence in the first place." I then went on to tell him what had happened that Sunday afternoon.

"I have with me copies of the documentation I procured from Code Enforcement and the Zoning office concerning their requirements for building the fence, along with the relevant building permits. After the plaintiff complained to those departments later, they sent someone out to investigate, and I have a notarized copy of their findings, along with their consent and contact information if you have any questions for them. The plaintiff also sent the local police department out to investigate, and I have a copy of the report the officer filed after her visit as well."

"Would you please hand those items to the bailiff so I can inspect them?"

"Yes, Your Honor," I agreed as I handed the paperwork to the court official.

He then passed everything along to the judge, who looked them over quite closely. When he finished, he looked up and spoke to the attorney. "Mr. Morgan, did you know that your client had filed these complaints and each time was informed, in person, that the fence was legal and met all the requirements?"

"He advised me that he'd filed complaints, but he didn't share the details of those visits."

"And you didn't bother to ask or check with those agencies?"

"No, Your Honor. I relied on my client for that information."

"Then you're as incompetent as he is. I'm dismissing this case and ordering that your client, the Plaintiff, pay all court related expenses. I also want you to instruct your client that I'm ordering him to cease and desist from harassing his neighbors concerning this fence, unless he wants to be held in contempt of court."

As soon as the judge slammed down his gavel, we left the courtroom and I saw the attorney chatting with our neighbor in the hallway. The old man hadn't been in the courtroom during the proceeding, so I wasn't sure if his attorney had told him he wasn't needed, or if he felt the man's violent outbursts might have impacted the judge's ruling. Either way, he hadn't heard what had happened and his lawyer was explaining it to him. As I was exiting the building, I heard the neighbor screaming at his attorney and could only chuckle as I passed through the door.

Well, that was Round Four, and I hoped this would put an end to this fight. I knew our neighbor obviously wasn't satisfied with the outcome, but since he'd lost at all levels, I hoped he'd just give up. I doubted his lawyer would take this to the next level, and I was convinced that an appeals court wouldn't hear the case, so I felt this should end any further problems. Besides, the judge threatened to hold him in contempt if he didn't desist, so I doubted the old guy would be willing to spend time in jail to continue his objection.

That evening while we were eating dinner, I explained to Brad and Pam about my appearance in court. They both seemed very pleased by what they heard and how I'd handled the situation.

"He certainly is a stubborn old coot," Brad stated. "Hopefully, this will get him off our backs now."

"Yes, because he not only has to pay his attorney, but he was ordered to pay all related court costs as well, plus the judge threatened to hold him in contempt if he continued."

"Does that mean he'll be put in jail?" Reid asked.

"That's one possibility, or he could face a substantial fine. I'm not sure how much money he has, but he's already had to shell out quite a bit just for today, so I hope he isn't willing to give up even more."

"Are you going to sit outside to make sure he doesn't try something else tonight?" Reid continued. I wasn't sure if he was worried about me staying up or not being able to sleep with me this evening.

"No, I don't think that will be necessary. I'm hoping he's smart enough to just let this drop."

"Are you still taking us to school in the morning then?"

"I wasn't planning on doing that. I think I know my way around now, and I don't have any more errands to run, so would you mind riding the bus again?"

"No, I guess that would be alright." Even though he'd just agreed, I could see he was definitely disappointed.

"You don't need your Uncle Quinn doing that for you any longer," Pam added.

"I know, but it was nice not having to ride the bus."

After dinner, Reid went to finish his homework while I spent time with the rest of the family. He was still working in his room when I took Evan up to give him his bath, fulfilling the promise I'd made to him.

"You can give me my bath tomorrow too," he said as he was getting in the tub.

"The next two nights, in fact, since it will be the weekend again."

"I'm glad. I like it when you give me a bath, and it's better than havin' you take me to school in your car."

"You know something? I like it better too." This earned me a huge grin as I started to wash him.

Pam and I finished up about the same time, since she had just finished giving Ashley her bath too, so we walked downstairs together. Then, we sat down with Brad.

"I think I'm slowly losing both of my sons to you," Pam teased. "I believe that if Evan had his way, he'd be spending as much time with you as Reid does."

"Yes, I've formed a bond with him too, but don't worry, I don't think it's the same type of bond that I have with Reid."

"I think we know that for now," Brad stated, "but I'm beginning to wonder if Evan might wind up wanting you to do something similar with him when he gets older."

"I'm not sure I'd go that far, but I'm a novelty in the house for now, although I don't think that will last forever. After I've been here for awhile, and as he gets older and becomes involved with his friends and other activities, I'll just become a distant memory."

"So you don't think he's gay too?" Pam followed.

"He's far too young to know yet, but he's never done anything to even remotely give me that impression. He's just a young boy who likes to have fun when he takes his bath, and I guess I do more screwball things with him than you do."

"Well, that's definitely true," Brad added. "You've always been a little off and different than most people, but I guess that's why I always liked you too. Maybe Evan's just like me and admires your goofy attitude."

"Yup, that's me!" I countered, doing my best impression of the Disney character.

"I think I'm beginning to discover what Evan sees in you," Pam added in between giggles. "I can see why the kids like being around you -- as long as I don't totally lose my sons."

We were still chatting when Reid came downstairs carrying his backpack, ready to have me check over his homework. I then said goodnight to Pam and Brad, as Reid and I went to my apartment so we could do that.

When I finished going over each of his assignments, I figured Reid would be ready to shower, but he surprised me. "Hang on a second. I've got to go talk to my mom and dad about something first."

"Sure, go right ahead."

After Reid took off, I wondered why he hadn't done that earlier, but then I concluded that it must have slipped his mind and he just suddenly remembered whatever it was again. It wasn't a big deal, so I grabbed my laptop and pulled up the chapter I'd been working on. I hadn't been at it for very long when Reid returned, so I told him to get undressed, warm up the shower, and I'd join him as soon as I finished what I was doing. He didn't object and went to do those things, as I put the finishing touches on the section, saved it, and turned off the laptop.

Since Reid had been so cooperative all week and hadn't complained about me giving Evan a bath every night, I decided to do something special for him too. As soon as we finished washing each other, we dried off and went to get into bed. Before I pulled the sheet and blanket over us, I looked at him and spoke.

"Seeing you've been so good about sharing me all week, I've decided to give you a reward. I know I told you we couldn't do anything sexual on school nights, but I'm going to make an exception. I'm willing to suck you off tonight, but that will be all. We won't take time for you to do anything to me, because you need your sleep."

"But I like doin' it to you too."

"I know, but not tonight. It's either that or we'll just wait until tomorrow."

"No, I like it when you do it to me too, so ok. You can do it to me now, and then we'll do it to each other tomorrow night."

I then kissed Reid briefly, but not for too long, because I didn't want him staying up too late. Then I quickly moved down to his chest, spent a very short time working on each nipple, and then I kissed my way down his chest to his pubic patch. I also began to use one of my hands to massage his scrotum as my mouth got closer to that area, so his penis would already be like granite when I reached that area. Skipping the usual preliminaries, I lowered my head over his twitching pole, which was throbbing with every beat of his heart.

Since we hadn't done anything all week, and I wasn't sure if he'd even been masturbating in between, he unloaded quickly and more forcefully than usual. When his semen hit the back of my throat, it had more pressure behind it than normal, and possibly there was a greater quantity too. It caught me by surprise and nearly caused me to choke, but I adjusted rapidly and was able to drink it down without any problems. As soon as his testicles were completely drained, I moved up to kiss him again before we cuddled together.

"Thanks, I really needed that."

"Yes, I could tell."

After exchanging those brief comments, he spooned into me and I wrapped my arm over his chest, and then we fell into a very deep and contented sleep.

Chapter 15
The Final Straw

Everyone had left the house and I was just grabbing another cup of coffee before going back to work on my story when I heard a sound that was very atypical for the area. I sprinted over to the security monitors to confirm my suspicion and quickly noticed it was what I'd feared, so I grabbed my cell phone and dialed 9-1-1.

"Nine-one-one, what's your emergency?"

"My neighbor's got a chainsaw and he's damaging our property."

"I'll dispatch someone immediately. Please stay on the line and don't try to confront the individual."

"I have to, because maybe I'll be able to slow him down."

"No! Stay where you are and don't hang up. Help will be there momentarily."

I remained on the phone, but I also exited through the door of my apartment and entered the backyard. I immediately began walking toward the furthest support post for the fence, as he was using the chainsaw to cut it off just above ground level.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I screamed. He had only cut about halfway through the post so far, so I concluded he wasn't used to operating a chainsaw.

"I told you this fucking thing was coming down," he yelled back as he continued what he was doing.

He had just finished severing the post completely, when two police cars arrived, lights flashing and sirens blaring. The officers jumped out of their vehicles and moved along the fence, being guided by the sound of the chainsaw.

"Set the chainsaw on the ground and shut it down," the first officer shouted. The old man stood up, looked at the cop, and then began walking toward the next post.

"Stop and put the chainsaw on the ground or I'll shoot," the officer challenged as he and his partner drew their weapons. The old man acted like he hadn't heard what the officer said and continued moving in their direction, but then his wife came running out of the backdoor of their house.

"Dudley, do what he tells you or he'll shoot. This isn't worth dying over!" she screamed.

I'm not sure if he heard his wife either, or if he merely saw someone moving in his direction out of the corner of his eye. I think he was confused and didn't realize it was his wife, because he turned suddenly in that direction, causing the guide bar to come dangerously close to her body. She managed to stop in time so it didn't come into contact with her, and that's when the man finally set the chainsaw on the ground and shut it off. Now that he'd done so, the officer barked out his next command.

"Sir, place both hands on the fence and spread your legs!" As the old guy was turning toward the fence to do that, his wife spoke again.

"He acts crazy sometimes, but he's not a bad person, so please don't hurt him," she pleaded, wringing her hands and looking scared. "He's become more stubborn and crotchety as he's grown older, but he wouldn't hurt anyone."

"Damaging private property is a crime too," the officer stated as he pulled the man's arms behind his back and placed him in handcuffs. As he was leading the old guy to his patrol car, the other officer stepped forward and retrieved the chainsaw.

"He just rented it this morning and I tried to stop him," his wife stated. "He just hates that the fence has spoiled his view.

I thought I'd speak to the second officer and give him a little background about the events leading up to today. I told him about everything, from the day when the old guy blew up about the kids in his yard, all of the complaints, and the trip to court. I also told him what the judge had advised the man's lawyer after he'd dismissed the case.

"That explains a lot and we'll charge him accordingly. I'll also contact the judge and see if he wants to add any other charges against the guy as well."

"In a way, I feel badly for him. He's just a grumpy old man who didn't like the way things were going, and now he's in a lot more trouble than he bargained for."

When the officers left, I went to inspect the damage to the fence. He'd managed to cut completely through the first post, but hadn't managed to do more than that before the police showed up. That post was definitely beyond repair, so it would have to be replaced, but at least the fence still held it in place. I went to get the supports we'd used earlier, to keep it in place while the cement was hardening, and propped it up. After going to all the trouble of putting the fence up, I didn't think Brad would want to take it down now. Not only because of our current neighbor, but the next occupant might be as bad, or possibly even worse. This way any future owner of the house would see the fence before purchasing the property, so he'd have no complaints.

A couple of hours later, a patrol car pulling up in front of the neighbor's house. After the officer spoke to the man's wife and had collected a bag from her, he came over and rang our doorbell next. It was the same officer I'd spoken with earlier.

"As long as I had to swing by to pick up a few things for your neighbor, I thought I'd let you know what has happened so far. The man has been arraigned on several charges, which include destruction of private property, criminal mischief, failure to comply with a lawful order, and assault with a deadly weapon. The last charge was because he continued walking toward my partner and me with the chainsaw and wouldn't put it down after he'd been ordered to do so. The judge also wanted him charged with contempt, being a public nuisance, and the illegal use of public funds. The last charge was for wasting everyone's time and the added expense he'd caused the various jurisdictions when they had to respond to his unfounded complaints, as well as taking up valuable docket time in court. He's currently in jail, which is the reason I came to get a few items for him, but the judge refused bail because of the contempt charge."

"I'm sorry to hear that, and I think some of those charges might be a bit of an overreach," I stated after hearing what he'd said.

"Yes, I think we all know that some of the charges will eventually be dismissed, but we wanted to have enough leverage so the D.A. would be able to force his lawyer into making a deal. He'll have to do that, if he wants to help his client avoid substantial jail time."

"I think I understand, but weren't you running the risk of giving the old geezer a heart attack when he heard about all of the charges? He has to be at least 80."

"Eighty-three was what he told me, but he's doing fine. Wait, let me take some of that back. After talking to his wife, she told me her husband's doctor believes he's in the very early stages of Alzheimer's. They think it's why he's been acting so erratic and having uncontrollable mood swings."

"If we'd have known that, we may have acted differently and given him a slightly wider birth."

"Yes, and we might have as well. I think I'm going to suggest that they take it into consideration before a decision is reached on a sentence. We might be able to include something that will help make life a little easier on his wife, since she's finding it increasingly difficult to deal with him too."

"That might be a good idea. Run it by the judge, and suggest they might want to consult a specialist as well, so he can give them some ideas about the most appropriate way to deal with the problem."

"I'll pass that information along, so thank you."

"And thank you for stopping by."

When the rest of the family got home later, I didn't say anything right away, because I didn't want to scare Evan and Ashley. However, once they were busy doing other things, I asked to speak with Brad and Pam, but I also invited Reid to join us.

"It was a strange and exciting day," I began. "Have any of you been out in the backyard tonight?"

"I don't remember going out there since I've been home," Brad answered. "Why do you want to know?"

"I was wondering if you might have noticed anything?"

"Like what?" Pam followed.

"Our neighbor cut down one of the fence posts with a chainsaw earlier. I've braced it up temporarily, but that post will have to be dug up and replaced."

"He really did that?" Reid asked, his eyes wide and his mouth hanging open.

"Yes, shortly after you all left this morning. Fortunately, I heard the chainsaw start up and went to check the security monitors. When I saw what he was up to, I dialed 9-1-1."

"So he only cut down one support post?" Brad wanted to know.

"Yes, I was able to confront him and slow him down until the police arrived. For a moment, I thought they were going to shoot him?"

"Why? What did he do?" Reid demanded.

"When they told him to turn off the chainsaw, he didn't obey and moved closer to them as he went to cut down the next post. It was lucky for him that they only drew their weapons when they thought he was coming at them, but they didn't shoot."

"So what happened?" Reid was nearly hyperventilating now, as he waited for me to answer.

"His wife came out and asked him to stop too, but he didn't seem to hear her either. In fact, he almost cut her with the chainsaw by accident when he turned to see who was moving toward him. When he realized what he'd nearly done, he finally complied with what the officers told him."

"So what did they do to him?"

"They arrested the man and charged him with several offenses, but I think some of them were a bit of a reach. I think they wanted to have him charged with as many crimes as possible, hoping it would make him more cooperative."

"So he's in jail now?" This was gradually becoming a two-way discussion between Reid and me.

"For the time being, and he's being held without bail. I also learned he has a medical condition that may have played a factor in how he's been acting. His wife told the police that her husband's doctor said he's showing early signs of having Alzheimer's."

"Is that the one where you lose you memory?"

"Yes, but it is often accompanied by violent mood swings too. That may be what happened here."

"So he was acting like that because he's sick?"

"That's a bit over simplistic, but I believe it was the primary cause of his outbursts."

"Dang, now I kinda feel bad for him."

"I know. I do too."

"If you two don't mind me interrupting," Brad stated next, letting us know we'd been monopolizing the discussion, "do you want to go with me to get a new post tomorrow?"

"Yes, that's a good idea, because bad weather or strong winds could cause the temporary supports to fall away and then that portion of the fence could break apart. Then, we'd have to replace even more than just the one post."

"Ok, let's go remove that panel then and we'll place it in the garage for now. It will take the stress off the post and then we can take it down so we can remove the security cam."

"Good idea. And later I'll dig up the section of the post below ground level, including the cement."

"And I'll help," Reid offered.

"Ok, I don't have a problem with that."

"But not until after we eat," Brad chimed in. "I'm sure Pam has got dinner going by now." Brad was correct and Pam told us dinner would be ready in about twenty minutes.

Since we still had a little time, Reid and I went out to the garage and located the tools we'd need for our project. We then took them up near the damaged post and left them there until we were ready to start digging. Then, Brad came out to help us lift the panel and carry it to the garage. When we finished, we went inside, washed up, and sat down to eat with the family.

"Did the fence break?" Evan asked as we were filling our plates.

"Yes, so we'll have to fix it," his father answered.

"We'll do some of it tonight and the rest tomorrow," I added.

"K. Can I help?"

"I'm sure Reid and I can find something for you to do."

When I looked at Reid he didn't appear happy about this, so I thought I'd better say something. "I agreed to let you help, and now I'm going to let your brother help too, unless you want me to do it alone."

"No, cuz I want to help you, so Evan can help too." I could tell he still wasn't happy, but he decided he'd rather relent than be left out completely.

I noticed Pam and Brad had been watching our interaction closely, and I saw each one smile at the way it was resolved. I guess it meant they were satisfied with the way I'd handled the situation with their sons.

As soon as we finished the meal, Brad called Home Depot to order the supplies we'd need to repair the fence. He wanted to make sure they'd have the items we needed when we showed up the next day.

While Brad was doing that, Reid and I dug around the cement and exposed the section of post that had been underground, while Evan played in the loose dirt. As soon as it was exposed, I tied a rope around the cement that had been holding the post in place so Evan, Reid, and I could grab onto the rope and pull it out. Before long, it was laying on the ground next to the rather large hole that was left behind.

"That's all we can do for now," I told the boys as we put the tools back in the garage.

"We're all dirty now, so will you give me a bath, Uncle Quinn?"

"I'll tell you what. I'll do you one better. Rather than all of us walking through the house and having your mother yell at us for tracking dirt inside, we'll go through the door to my apartment and then we'll all undress and shower together in my bathroom instead."

"Yeah, like big boys do," Evan squealed, totally excited, while Reid glared in my direction.

"After we get washed up, you two can wrap towels around your waists and go up to your rooms to get dressed, and I'll take all of our dirty clothes to the laundry room while you're doing that." Since Reid was still staring at me, I mouthed the words, "And then you can come back to join me for the night."

His face suddenly broke into a smile, because he now knew this wasn't cutting into our time together. Without further hesitation, the three of us went into my apartment and began to undress. Then, I asked Reid to go turn on the shower so it would be ready when we got there.

"Wow! You two gots big wieners," Evan commented as he first looked at my penis and then his brother's. It hadn't dawned on me that the boys might not have seen each other naked before when I first suggested this, so I hoped it wasn't going to create a problem.

"Yeah, I guess Evan hasn't seen me like this since I started to grow more. I never thought about it, cuz we used to see each other naked all the time. We even took baths together once in a while."

"Yes, I never considered it either, but it's too late to worry about it now. And Evan, your wiener will get bigger too, when you get to be Reid's age."

"Good."

I then washed both boys, and Reid did his best to wash me while I was washing Evan. I'd washed Evan first, so Reid tried to clean my groin while I was doing Evan's back, because this way his brother wouldn't notice him touching my penis. When I began to wash Reid, Evan asked him a question.

"I like it when Uncle Quinn washes me. Do you like it now that he's washing you too?"

"Yes, it's kinda nice," Reid agreed, while trying to hide his smile and stifle his urge to giggle.

"I like taking a shower too. Can we do this when you wash me from now on?" I should have anticipated this might happen, even before I'd suggested doing it.

"Let me think about that, and then I'll talk it over with your parents to see if they'd mind. I'll let you know tomorrow night."

"K, but I hope we can do this."

As soon as we finished, I helped both boys dry off, and then I had them wrap their towels around their waists so they could go to their rooms.

"Uh, will you get dressed and go out to make sure no one's out there?" Reid asked. "I'd rather not run into Ashley or my mom like this."

"I can, but it shouldn't be a problem, unless you drop the towel. I'm sure they've both seen you two shirtless before, and the rest of you is covered more than if you were wearing shorts or a swimsuit."

"Yeah, I know, but will you still check?"

"Sure, if you're such a big sissy," I teased as I threw something on and headed out the door leading to the main house. I didn't see anyone around, so I told the boys the coast was clear and sent them on their way. As he passed me, Reid turned toward me and whispered.

"I'll be back soon."

When Reid returned, I asked the question that I thought was probably on his mind. "Would you mind if Evan showered with us on Friday and Saturday nights?"

"But that's our time together." His lip was projecting outward in a pout.

"But I promised to give Evan a bath those two nights anyway, so this way you'll still be with me and not totally left out while I'm with Evan."

"I didn't think of that."

"We shower together every other night anyway, so would it hurt if we all did it together those two nights. We'll still do something afterward, and if we have to, we can always shower again."

"Ok, cuz that will mean I'll get to spend even more time with you too."

"I'll talk to your parents tomorrow and see if they have a problem with it, and if they don't, that's what we'll do from now on."

"Yeah, I guess having Evan in there with us wasn't too bad, except I wasn't able to play with your dick. As long as I can do that afterward, then it will be ok. Besides, I got a kick out of seeing his little dick again too. It's a little bigger than what I remember, but not much bigger, so I can't wait to see how it grows as he gets older."

"And I think he'll be doing the same with you."

Since Reid was being so cooperative, I decided to let him choose what he wanted to do this evening. "It's your call. What would you like us to do next?"

"I know you probably won't do anything new with me tonight, so let's just suck each other off."

"Sixty-nine or one at a time?"

"One at a time. I like that better cuz you do more than just suck me off. You kiss me, nibble on my neck, play with my titties, and stick your tongue in my belly button first, before you suck my balls and dick. I want you to put your finger in my butt too. I liked it a lot when you hit my pro-state."

"It's not said with a long 'o', and is pronounced prostate."

"Whatever it's called, it feels really good when you rub it while you're sucking me off."

Since Reid threw some clothes on before he returned, I had to take them off of him now. I kissed him before I removed each item, and he eagerly tongue dueled with me each time I moved back to his lips. The more often I did these things with him, the more aggressive he became. In a normal relationship, with someone his own age, he probably would have been the dominant one in the relationship. I'll still let him take the reins to some extent, but I was always ready to take over again, anytime he got carried away.

When he was finally naked, I guided him onto the bed and we kissed some more. Then, I worked on his ear closest to me, before working across his neck and nibbling my way to the other lobe. When I felt I'd done that for long enough, I suckled on each of his breasts and had him squirming beneath me as the sensations from those tiny nubs rippled through his body.

He was panting as I began to work my way down his chest, and then his belly jiggled when he giggled as I flicked my tongue in and out of his navel in machine gun fashion. Then I got up and moved between his legs, but this time I surprised him. As I lowered my head in front of his scrotum, I also lifted his legs and pushed them toward his chest. As soon as his pucker was winking at me, I dove forward and ran my tongue all around his opening, before trying to penetrate the guardian muscle with my tongue.

"I can't believe you're doing that," he hissed as I attacked his most private place. "But it feels good, so don't stop."

Eventually, he relaxed enough for me to penetrate him slightly, and it caused his hips to catapult off the mattress and my tongue to slip out of its temporary home. "Oh, man. That surprised me. I thought you were just going to lick the outside, not stick your tongue in there."

"Just relax and enjoy the new sensations."

"K. I'll try."

As soon as his backside hit the mattress again, I repeated my actions and worked on him like that for a couple of minutes. Then, I slid higher and attacked his scrotum, before licking my way up the length of his penis, until I reached the bulbous head. After teasing the tiny slit with my tongue and running my oral muscle around the ridge of his helmet, I opened my mouth and swallowed his erection. Reid moaned loudly as his penis hit the back of my throat and my lips and nose touched his pubic patch.

I also shoved my finger up his rectum, and then curled the tip so I could stroke his prostate. It was only a couple of minutes after that before he was spewing his load down my throat, cooing and ahhhing the entire time.

I gave him all the time he needed to come down from his trip into the stratosphere, and as soon as he returned to earth, he bolted upright and threw his arms around my neck.

"It just keeps getting better! I couldn't believe you didn't warn me before you did that with your tongue, but it felt really good."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it."

"When you first stuck your tongue in my butt, I thought it was kinda gross, but then it started feeling good so I didn't want you to stop. I still liked it most when your finger hit that spot inside of me, because it was like fireworks were going off in my brain and it caused my whole body to tingle. That's when I shot my stuff into your mouth."

"That's what I figured."

As soon as he calmed down a little, he attacked me next, as he tried to give me as much pleasure as I'd just given him. He was repeating nearly every step that I had performed on him, but when he tried to lift my legs, I had to ask a question.

"Are you sure you're ready to do this?"

"Yeah, I want to give it a try too."

"You might find that not all of your body is quite as willing to comply as you are."

"What do you mean?"

"You might involuntarily begin to gag when your mind realizes what you're doing."

"Nah, I think I'll be ok. Just let me try."

Since he seemed eager to do this, I wasn't about to crush his enthusiasm, so I lifted my legs and drew them back to my chest. "You don't have to do this, if you want to change your mind."

"No, I'm still going to do it."

He then leaned forward and very tentatively stuck out his tongue, extending it until it came into contact with my skin. He hesitated momentarily as he evaluated if there was any reason to stop, and then he began to slide his tongue all around my opening. I thought that was all he was going to do the first time, but then he surprised me by trying to force his tongue into the entrance. I relaxed as much as possible so he could make some headway, and after a brief period of trial and error, he decided he'd done enough.

"We'll do that again next time, but now I'll suck you off."

I wasn't about to argue with him, so I lowered my legs and let him begin to work on my penis. When he slid his finger up my ass, he found my prostate more easily this time and began to stroke it. That definitely sped up my response time, so before long I was pumping my load into his mouth. He drank it down as quickly as he could, and then looked up at me with a big grin on his face. That's when I noticed some cum leaking out of the corners of his lips, so I wiped it off with my finger and then held it out for him to suck. He did that eagerly, and then we prepared for bed.

As we spooned together and got ready to sleep, I heard him mumble one final comment. "I love you, Uncle Quinn. I really, really do."

"And I love you too, sweetie."

Hearing me use a pet name for him, he looked over his shoulder and grinned again. "Just don't call me that in front of Mom and Dad."

Chapter 16
The Calm After the Storm

When Brad and I were ready to set off for Home Depot again, both Reid and Evan wanted to go with us. After Brad and I looked at each other, we nodded almost imperceptibly to let the other one know we thought it would be alright.

"Ok, but behave or I'll make you wait in the Highlander," Brad confirmed.

After both boys agreed, we set out to pick up the items we'd need to repair the fence. Evan and Reid followed us around as we retrieved the various items, and even helped us carry it all out to the Highlander after we'd gone through the checkout. They also helped us unload it when we got to the house, so we thanked them as we carried the new post out to the backyard.

Once we'd set it in the ground and propped it up with braces, Brad and I mixed the Quikrete and poured it around the base of the pole. Then, we left it to harden.

"Do you want me to paint the post?" Reid asked almost as soon as we'd finished.

"You'll have to wait until tomorrow. We want the cement to harden first," his father replied.

"You can paint it in the morning, and hopefully it will be dry enough to add the joist hangers later," I added.

"K, but what are we going to do now?"

"Oh, I'm sure we'll think of something."

Evan didn't hesitate and went inside to watch his Saturday morning shows on TV, while Reid followed me to my apartment. When we got there, I decided to ask him a question.

"Did you find out anything more about the writing club?"

"Yeah, it meets on Wednesday after school."

"Great, so what time do you want me to pick you up?"

"Uh, 4:00 in front of the school."

"Ok, I'll be there then, but what do you want to do now?"

"Can we go for a walk? Only us."

"Sure, just give me a minute to let your mom and dad know what we're doing."

"K."

After I told Brad and Pam, Reid and I left the house through the door in my apartment so his siblings wouldn't notice us leaving. I let Reid decide where we were going and followed him as we left the neighborhood. We were still in a residential area, just a different one than where we lived, so I decided to ask where he was taking us.

"Do you have a specific destination in mind?"

"Nah, I just like being alone with you."

"So what made you come this way?"

"I don't know. I just wanted to get away from the house and everything that's been going on there."

"Do you mean with the fence?"

"Yeah, that and other stuff."

"What other stuff?" He stopped, looked up at me, and then swallowed hard a couple of times before he answered.

"I'm afraid Evan is gonna want to keep doin' stuff with you too and cuttin' into our time together."

"I don't think it will get that bad. He just finds me a novelty now and wants to make sure you're not getting more than he is."

"But he's already messin' with us showering together, and today he wanted to go with us to the Home Depot."

"First of all, you agreed to the shower bit, so are you changing your mind now?"

"No, cuz it gives me more time with you too."

"And earlier today, he might have wanted to go to be with your dad, not me. That's something most boys would want to do."

"Yeah, but he wanted to help when we pulled that thing out of the ground last night too."

"Of course. All boys like helping when you're demolishing or building something, so he's just doing what comes natural to him, kind of like what you were doing."

"I was doing it so I could be with you."

"I know, but what I'm talking about is what comes natural to you because you're gay and have a crush on me." My comment caused Reid to blush.

"Ok, maybe you're right about that, cuz it's why I want to spend time with you alone."

"Just don't make a big deal out of what Evan does and I'm sure he'll soon tire of being with me so much. Before long he'll start making friends on his own, once he has a chance to see who else lives in the area, and then he'll want to spend time with them, not me."

"I hope that's what he does."

"Give him a chance, because we haven't lived here very long."

"K. I'll try."

It was a lovely fall day, so Reid and I continued to talk as we strolled along, making the time pass by quickly. Seeing we were preoccupied with our discussion, we ended up walking much farther than we'd first anticipated. I didn't recognize our current location, but Reid assured me he was somewhat familiar with the area from riding the bus. He then advised me that he was going to take a slightly different route to get home, one that he felt would be quicker. Along the way, we were stopped by someone Reid knew.

"Hey, is this your dad?" the boy asked.

"No, this is my Uncle Quinn," he answered, although he didn't bother to introduce me to the boy.

"Whatcha doing with him?"

"He lives with us. He's a writer and is making me a character in his new book, so we were just taking a walk so we could talk about it."

"Oh, that sounds neat."

"It is, and I can't wait for him to finish."

"Yeah, I bet. Well, you seem busy and I should be getting home, so I'll see you around," he said before continuing on his way.

"Who was that?" I asked once the boy disappeared. I was surprised that neither of them had offered the information.

"I don't know his name, but he goes to my school. He's not in any of my classes, but I've seen him in the cafeteria, halls, and library before, and we usually nod at each other."

"He seemed pretty direct for not knowing you very well."

"Yeah, some guys at school are like that."

"So you don't think he came over to talk because he wanted to get to know you better? Maybe even spend a little time with you?"

"Nah, I think he was probably just being nosy."

"If you say so. However, it appeared to me that he came up to you for a reason, but then decided not to interfere when you told him we were working on the story. Do you ride the same bus?"

"Nope, it's just that our bus goes through here on the way to school, and sometimes the bus driver goes different ways through here to avoid traffic. That's why I know how to get around."

"I see."

We finished our walk and wound up back at the house again, so Reid was correct about knowing his way around. Shortly after we got inside, Pam called everyone for lunch. Seeing neither Evan nor Ashley asked where we'd gone, I assumed they hadn't realized we'd left the house for a while. In fact, Ashley even came up with an idea about what we could do next.

"Will you play kickball with us in the backyard after we're done eating?"

"We don't have the right kinda ball," Evan countered.

"We can use the soccer ball instead," she responded. "It will be fun. Mom, Dad, and me will play against you, Reid, and Uncle Quinn."

The boys seemed to like the idea and the team they'd be on, so they quickly agreed to her proposal, but it took Ashley a little longer to convince her parents to play. When her mom and dad finally relented, Brad grabbed some old rags that we could use as bases and we went outside to play.

I think most of us did our best to keep from kicking the ball toward the fence, but Evan didn't have the same amount of control that we did. When one of his kicks went in that direction, the rest of us held our breath thinking it was going into the neighbor's yard. Luckily, the ball hit the top of the fence and bounced back, landing in our yard instead.

We ended up playing with the kids for over an hour, so we were all a little tired when we decided to call it quits. The kids were all laughing and joking around as we walked back to the house.

"That was fun," Evan observed.

"Yeah, but I had to do most of the running, since you and Uncle Quinn were too slow gettin' to the ball after it was kicked," Reid retorted.

"I got short legs," Evan countered, trying to rationalize.

"And Uncle Quinn is getting old," Ashley teased, "just like Mom and Dad."

"You'd better watch who your calling old, young lady, if you want any Christmas presents this year," her mother warned. "It's only a couple of months away, so you'd better watch what you're saying about us."

We all knew Pam's threats weren't serious, so the kids acted as if they hadn't heard her.

"It was just for fun anyway, so we should do it again sometime," Reid suggested.

"You mean you don't mind playing with us old geezers using our canes to get around?" I shot back, causing him to grin.

"As long as you don't try tripping any of us with your canes," he replied as he raced toward the backdoor.

After dinner, I went to see how the cement was doing and was amazed that it was setting more quickly than I expected. I guess that's why they call it Quikrete. Therefore, I was able to take down the temporary supports so Reid could paint it, which put us well ahead of schedule.

Once Reid finished that task, it was time for me to bathe Evan. However, since his parents had given him permission to shower with Reid and me instead, I told both boys to go to their rooms first and get something to put on afterward. When they showed up at my apartment a few minutes later, I had them undress and then we all climbed into the shower.

I washed Evan first, and then Reid, so now they were ready to wash me. Evan had been working on my legs, while Reid was washing my upper body, when Evan suddenly grabbed my penis.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" I asked reflexively.

"You wash my wiener and Reid's wiener, so I was gonna wash your wiener."

I glanced at Reid and he was doing his best to keep from laughing. What I was hoping was that he'd give me an idea about whether he thought I should allow this, but he wasn't much help, so I made a quick determination.

"Evan, it's one thing when an adult does it when helping someone younger get clean, but it's not something a child should be doing to the adult. I'm afraid your parents might stop you from showering with us if they knew you were doing this."

"That's not fair! I like touching your big wiener."

"I know, but I think it's best you stop for now, before it causes any problems."

He certainly wasn't happy, but he let go of my penis. Although Reid had thought it funny at first, he appeared relieved when I made Evan stop, so it seemed as if I'd avoided a problem with him later as well.

Once we finished, we dried off and got dressed again, before we went out to see what the others were doing. Seeing it was Saturday night, the kids were allowed to stay up a little later than usual, so we went to see what was on TV. We watched a couple of shows together, but there was nothing on that we all wanted to watch, so Pam eventually decided to send the kids to bed.

"Can I sleep with you, Unka Quinn?" Evan asked when I said goodnight to him. Pam looked at me totally flummoxed.

"Maybe when you're on vacation," I offered, hoping that would suffice. "Besides, I'm going to stay up for a while longer." Pam smiled at me weakly.

"So I can't do it tonight?"

"No, we'll wait until you're on vacation."

He wasn't happy, but he headed up to his room with his mother. Reid also went up to his room until he thought Evan was asleep, because he didn't want his brother to figure out he was sleeping with me.

When Pam came back downstairs, I was in watching a football game with Brad, so she waited until a commercial came on to speak with me. "So Evan not only wants to shower with you and Reid, but now he wants to sleep with you too?"

"I don't think he knows Reid sleeps with me, but his request surprised me as well. I hadn't seen it coming."

"Don't make a big deal out of it," Brad chimed in. "All kids like to sleep over at different places. Seeing we don't live close to our parents and the kids aren't able to sleep over with them, I think Quinn became the next logical choice."

"Maybe, but I still feel like I'm losing both my sons,"

"I'm just the current alternative to hanging out with Mom and Dad," I stated. "Eventually, all kids get to that point, but it's just a temporary thing. Once he gets tired of me, he'll want to spend time with you again."

"But that could take years," she countered.

"Don't worry. I won't let that happen," I said to alleviate her concerns.

A little while later, Reid returned and watched the game with us until it ended. Then, he practically dragged me to the apartment. As soon as he'd closed and locked the door, he attacked my lips and kissed me passionately.

"I thought Evan was going to ruin it for us tonight," he said as soon as he pulled away.

"He didn't know that. He just wanted to try something different."

"Like when he held your dick in the shower," Reid added before he burst out laughing.

"Yes, that too."

"So do you think he's gay too?"

"No, he's just curious. All boys his age are curious about the differences and what will happen to their bodies when they get older, so I think he just wanted to see what it would be like to touch a larger penis."

"I thought it was funny, though. But if you'd let us, then we can both wash you all over."

"I'm not sure that would be such a good idea. Your parents might object if they knew he was doing that, but you'd also be tempted to do more than just wash that part of me."

"Yeah, maybe, but I don't think Mom and Dad would mind. They know you're in the shower with us, so they know Evan sees us both naked."

"Seeing and touching are two different things."

"Yeah, maybe, so can we do something now?"

"Sure. What did you have in mind?"

"The same as you did last time."

"So you want me to rim you again?"

"What's that?"

"It's when I use my tongue on your butt hole."

"So that's what rim means?"

"Yes, rimming is when you do that."

"Then I want you to rim me."

I slowly removed his clothing, and as I uncovered each area, I paid attention to it with my lips and tongue. Reid was squirming and making all sorts of little noises while I did this, until we were lying in bed. Then, I lifted his legs to do what he wanted.

"I didn't think it would feel this good," he gasped in between pants. "I don't know why, but I really like it when you play with my butt." I suddenly wondered if this meant he was a natural born bottom.

After I'd run my tongue all around that area, I penetrated his inner sanctum with my oral muscle. This caused Reid to moan and squirm below me until I began moving up his perineum, as I made my way to his scrotum.

"Put your finger in there now," he urged. "Just slide it in and out until you start sucking me, and then you can rub my prostate."

"Ok, and I'm glad you said it correctly this time."

"I learn fast. Did you forget I'm in the Advanced Classes?"

"It looks like you're in the Advance Class in Sex Ed too." My comment caused Reid to burst out laughing.

"Yep, I guess I am."

When I finished nipping, tugging, and sucking on his scrotum, I worked my way up his steely rod and engulfed it with my mouth. Since I already had my finger in his butt, I began to stroke his prostate next, which caused him to squirm, moan, and coo in appreciation. It didn't take very long after that before his juices started to rise up his shaft and then exploded into my mouth. As soon as he was completely drained, he returned the favor and did the same things to me, and then we cuddled together and fell asleep.

After breakfast on Sunday morning, we went out to see if the post was dry yet. The paint was still a little tacky, so we opted to wait until after lunch before we fastened the joist hangers and put the panel back in place.

When we went inside again, Reid asked a favor. "Will you pick me up from school on Friday?"

"Why do you want me to do that?"

"We're having a pep rally during the last period and then our Middle School football team has a game. I thought I'd stay to watch them play with a group of my friends."

"What time will the game end?"

"It starts at 4:00, so it will be over by 6:00."

"Your parents will be home by then."

"Yeah, so you can leave Evan and Ashley here when you pick me up."

"Did you run this by your mom and dad first?"

"Yeah, they said it would be alright for me to go if you agreed to pick me up afterward."

"Ok, and I'm glad to see you doing something like that with boys your age."

"Yeah, I figured you would."

We then spent time with the kids for the rest of the morning, just talking and playing games with them, but after lunch Brad, Reid, and I went out to finish working on the fence. After attaching the new joist holders, the three of us carried the panel and put it in place. Once it was hung and the fence was complete again, we began speculating about a few things.

"The old guy tried to cut this down and ended up doing more harm to himself than to the fence," Brad noted.

"Is he still in jail?" Reid followed, as he looked between his father and me.

"As far as we know. I haven't seen any sign of him around here since he was arrested." I answered.

"Then he did it for nothing," Reid observed.

"He believed he was making a point, but he didn't fully consider the potential consequences," I explained. "I feel sorry for him and hope he comes out of this without too many problems, legal or otherwise. I also pray this serves as an example to you about looking before you leap."

"Does that mean you want me to think things through before I do something?"

"That's exactly what I mean."

The rest of the day went as it normally would, until it was time to turn in. Seeing there was school the following day, Evan didn't shower with us, and Reid and I didn't do anything sexual. He merely cuddled with me in bed, as content as a purring kitten.

Chapter 17
Surprise!

The following week went fairly uneventful. The first thing out of the ordinary that happened was when I picked Reid up from school on Wednesday, after he'd stayed for the writing club. Evan and Ashley were sitting in the back seat as we pulled up in front of school, and we all noticed that Reid was nowhere in sight.

"Do you want me to go find him?" Ashley asked, since I didn't know my way around the school and she did.

"No, let's give him a few more minutes. Maybe the club ran longer than normal."

We sat there for another ten minutes before Reid came running out the door. After he'd climbed in the front seat and buckled in, he looked at me and spoke.

"Sorry. I stayed to talk with a couple of other people who were there. I was hoping I could find someone to work with, kinda like you did with Dad."

"That's interesting, but just make sure it's someone who looks at things the same way you do. You don't want to spend all your time arguing over ideas that you want to include, but it would also be best if he was working in a different medium, like your dad and I did."

"Yeah, I know, but I'm kinda excited about doing this now."

"I'm glad to hear that and you're getting an earlier start than your dad and I did."

"Why? When did you guys start?"

"It wasn't until our freshman year in high school."

"Oh, so I'm a year ahead of you?"

"At least when it comes to starting your writing."

After we arrived home, we got back to our normal routine again. Now that the neighbor was no longer a problem, and seeing I was home all day alone, I got plenty of writing done. I was surprised that Reid hadn't asked if I'd got any more done, but I guess rebuilding the fence, the writing club, and going to the football game had given him more than enough to think about. That was good, though, because now I'd be able to surprise and impress him when he finally asked.

I was amazed that Brad and Pam got home earlier than normal on Friday night, but they merely told me they'd asked to leave early because they were anxious to start the weekend. I could relate to that, so I got ready to go get Reid at school.

When I drove up to the front of the school, Reid was already waiting for me. He hopped in the car and buckled up quickly, but he didn't say anything, so I decided to prod him.

"So how was the game?"

"It was good and our team won. I'm just in a hurry to get home."

"Do you have something planned?"

"Nah, I just have to pee. The school was locked already and I didn't want to go back to use the toilet at the field."

"Ok, I'll drive as fast as I can then."

When we reached the house, I pulled into the driveway and parked, and Reid jumped out and raced to the house before I'd turned off the ignition. I guess he really did have to pee.

I took a more leisurely approach and took a casual stroll to the front door. When I walked inside, I was startled.

"Surprise! Happy Birthday!" everyone yelled. It was only Pam, Brad, Reid, Ashley, and Evan, but it sounded as if there were thirty or forty people greeting me.

"What's going on?" I asked, standing like a deer caught in the headlights.

"You didn't think we'd forget your birthday, did you?" Brad said as he came over to give me a hug. "Happy Birthday, old buddy. This year we can celebrate it on the actual day, and we don't have to travel to see you either."

"Are we the first to wish you Happy Birthday?" Reid followed, as he hugged me too.

"No, my mom and dad called earlier to do that. They also said my gift was on the way."

"Then this must be from them," Pam said as she held out a package. "UPS delivered it shortly after you left to get Reid."

"Wait, was Reid's staying for the football game just a scheme to get me out of the house?"

"Nah, I wanted to see the game too, but it gave Mom and Dad time to get Evan and Ashley ready to go out for dinner."

"Yes, we're taking you out to eat, so go change," Brad directed. "The restaurant is casual, but I think your attire is even too casual for them." I guess my shorts and tank top weren't good enough.

"And you didn't have to pee?" I asked while looking at Reid.

"Nah, I just wanted you to get here quick so we could go eat."

"Ok, I'll go change then, but you don't need to do this."

"Yes, we do," Pam insisted. "It's the way we always celebrate your birthday, but I also don't feel like cooking, so hurry up."

"Yes, ma'am," I answered, as I hurried off to my bedroom. Reid followed me, because he wanted to talk while I was changing.

"So, were you surprised?"

"Yes, very surprised."

"Good, because I thought you might have figured it out when I asked you to pick me up from school on your birthday."

"No, it never even dawned on me. I was just happy to see you doing something with kids your own age."

"I do a lot with them, but I'd still rather be with you."

"Well, now it's time to do something with your family," I said as I finished dressing and urged him to leave the apartment.

We then loaded into the Highlander and took off. "Where are we going?" I asked.

"We know you like the Red Lobster, so we're going there," Brad replied.

"But will the kids be able to find something to eat there?"

"Yes, they have several things the kids will enjoy, so don't worry," Pam answered. "And don't be afraid to order the surf and turf either. I think that's what Brad and I are going to have."

"Me too," Reid quickly added.

"What's that?" Ashley asked from the third seat.

"It's a lobster tail and steak," her mother replied.

"Lobster! Sounds yucky," she responded.

"NO, it's really good," Reid countered. "If you want, I'll let you try some of mine."

"I don't know," she answered, making a face. I only noticed this because I had turned to look at her during the conversation.

When we pulled into the parking lot a few minutes later, we quickly got out of the Highlander and headed inside. We had to wait a few minutes until they had a table for six, but then we were led into the dining area, seated, and given menus.

It didn't take very long before the four of us had decided on the New York Strip Steak and Rock Lobster tail, while Pam ordered Macaroni and Cheese and Chicken Finger meals for Evan and Ashley to split, so they'd both have some of each.

I had to admit the meal was wonderful and we all enjoyed what we'd ordered, although Reid's eyes were way bigger than his belly. Even though he gave Ashley some of his lobster tail to try, which she enjoyed after dipping it in the melted butter, he still had to ask for a doggy bag to take home what he wanted to save for later.

I assumed we weren't ordering dessert because we were all full, but I found out my assumption was incorrect when we reached the house. As we walked through the door, I thanked them for the wonderful evening and excellent dinner, while planning to slip into my apartment and relax. Before I had a chance to get away, however, they made another announcement.

"Hey, we're not done yet," Brad told me when I turned to leave. "Pam picked up a cake for you on the way home. Let's go out to the dining room so we can sing to him and he can blow out the candles before we each have a piece."

"Ummm, can we skip the singing. I'd rather not attract all the dogs in the neighborhood, because they could keep us awake all night."

"Very funny, but you're not getting out of this," Brad replied, as he guided me toward the dining room.

Once we were all standing around the table, Pam lit the candles on the cake first, and then Brad turned off the lights. I thought we could have done just as well with fewer candles, but I blew them all out after they sang Happy Birthday to me. Then, Pam cut the cake and gave everyone a piece, with mine being the largest.

After I'd devoured my slice, they gave me several presents that I had to open next. After I saw what they'd given me, I thanked them for the wonderful evening and the thoughtful presents. I was now ready to go to my apartment, and seeing we were done, Pam tried to rush Evan and Ashley upstairs to bed, but Evan balked.

"I'm 'posed to shower with Unka Quinn."

"Why don't you give him a break tonight, seeing it's his birthday?" Instead, Evan looked at me and pleaded.

"Pweeze, Unka Quinn."

"Sure, I'm gonna shower before bed anyway, so he can shower with me if he wants."

"If it's ok with you," she said as she took Ashley up for her bath.

I also sent the boys upstairs to get something to wear after their shower, since they weren't comfortable going back to their room with only a towel wrapped around them. When they returned, I led them to my apartment.

"Thanks for lettin' me do this," Evan said as we went inside.

"You're welcome, little buddy. I know how you like to shower with us, so I didn't want you to lose out."

"I'm glad."

We then began to strip and Reid went to start the water before Evan and I got there. As soon as we arrived, we all stepped into the shower together and I began to wash the two boys, doing Evan first.

"I like takin' a shower with you and Reid."

"Cuz you like seein' us naked," Reid countered.

"Yeah, but I like it cuz it's fun too."

"I'm just glad you enjoy doing this," I assured him.

As soon as I'd washed both of them, they began to wash me too. Evan was much better about not grabbing my penis this time, but he washed all around it and his hands got as close as he dared. Then, he looked up at me and grinned, but neither of us said anything.

When they finished working on me, I turned off the water and dried both of them off. "How come you dry Reid too? He's big and can do it himself," Evan pointed out.

"You could dry yourself too, but I dry you off, don't I? I do it for Reid because he likes having me do it as much as you do."

"Ok. I guess it's alright then."

"I'm glad you agree."

Once they both got dressed, they headed up to their rooms, although I knew Reid wouldn't be staying there for very long. When he came back, he was carrying the clothes he was going to wear the next day.

"I wish I could just stay down here after my shower. It seems silly going back to my room every night after we finish."

"I agree, but if Evan knew you're staying with me every night, then he might want to stay here with us too. He's already said he wants to do sleep with me."

"Yeah, ok, but it still seems silly that I have to do this."

"I know, but bear with me on this. We can't let Evan or Ashley know what you've been doing, or your parents might not want you staying with me every night."

"K, cuz I don't want that to happen, but now it's time for some fun."

Reid then turned around and locked the door leading to the main house before pushing me toward the bedroom. Once we were there, he set down his clothes and then began kissing me more aggressively than usual. Our tongues dueled for the next few minutes, as his hands held my head to make sure I didn't pull away, because he wanted to control how long we did this. When he finally ended the kiss and released my head, he began to remove the clothes I'd put on after our shower.

"I know I wished you Happy Birthday when I was with everyone else, but now I wanna give you my gift. I'm gonna show you how much I love you and make you feel really good, because then you'll always want to do this with me."

I started to speak, but Reid placed his fingers against my lips. "No, don't say anything and just let me do this. This will be my present to you, because I want to do more than just tell you how much I love you and appreciate everything you do for me, I want you to feel it too."

Since he didn't want me to say anything, I remained quiet. After he finished his little rant, he removed my boxers and left me totally naked, and then he pushed me backward until I fell on the bed. Even though my legs were hanging off the mattress, from my knees on down, it didn't stop Reid from jumping on the bed next to me and attacking my mouth again.

As he kissed me, he also straddled my body, but he hadn't bothered to remove his own clothes. This puzzled me slightly, but since he was kissing my lips, as well as the rest of my face, I simply enjoyed the attention. Eventually, he moved down and kissed my neck, before he slid even lower and attacked my breasts. He was acting like a human vacuum cleaner as his lips surrounded my nipple and he began to suckle like a newborn baby getting its first meal from its mother's teat. He only stopped long enough to flip his tongue against the tiny nub, and then he went back to sucking on my breast.

He eventually moved over to the other side and repeated the same process, and then he kissed his way down my chest until he reached my navel. He played a little game at that point, because he wanted to see if he could make me squirm and giggle, like I usually did to him, but he didn't get the type of reaction he was looking for. It didn't seem to bother him, though, but after he finished doing that, he asked me to move up on the bed, so my head was on the pillow.

As soon as I'd repositioned myself, Reid scrambled between my legs, make me believe he was going to attack my piece de resistance, but he surprised me yet again. Instead of zeroing in on my scrotum or penis, he placed his hands under my knees and tried to lift my legs. It was easy to tell what he was trying to accomplish, so I did it for him. Once my legs were pulled to my chest, Reid dropped down and placed his head at my backdoor.

Without any hesitation this time, he flicked out his tongue and ran it all around my puckered entrance. I was surprised that he had taken to this as well as he had, because it was generally something that takes time to adapt to, but Reid was going at it like a man possessed. After a minute or two or focusing entirely upon the exterior, I felt his tongue pushing at the sphincter and trying to gain entry. I immediately relaxed to make it easier for him, and before long he'd penetrated the resilient ring. Then, he used his tongue and flicked it back and forth, as he aggressively continued his efforts.

When he finally felt satisfied, Reid lifted up and began to attack my scrotum next, as he nipped, tugged, and sucked on the sensitive sac and watery orbs contained within. He did that for a couple of minutes before he moved up to my penis, which was already firm and leaking profusely. After running his tongue up and down its length, as he lapped up all the seminal fluids, he zeroed in on the bulbous head. After toying with the helmet for a few exquisite moments, he opened his mouth, swallowed the top half of my penis, and began to bob up and down on it.

He must have wet his finger before his mouth totally engulfed my penis, because he was now pressing it against the guardian and trying to gain entrance. I relaxed and made it easier for him, and after his finger slipped inside, he frantically began searching for my walnut sized button. Once he located it, he began to massage it with the tip of his finger, moving me closer to my release. The dual stimulation of his lips and finger moved me closer to my orgasm much faster than normally would have been the case, so before long I was erupting into his mouth.

Reid drank down my offering as quickly as he could, although some of it still escaped from his lips and fell back onto my groin. He never stopped or slowed down, though, as he gamely did his best to swallow the entire load. When I'd finished shooting, Reid lifted his head and smiled at me, as droplets of cum dripped down his chin. I motioned for him to move closer, which he did, and then I used my finger to wipe up the excess so I could offer it to him. Without a second thought, he swallowed my finger just like he'd done with my penis, and licked away the remnants. Then he grinned at me again and spoke.

"Did you enjoy that?"

"Totally. You drained me completely and did a wonderful job."

"I'm glad you liked it, because I wanted it to be the best present I could ever give you."

"It certainly was, and now it's my chance to return the favor."

"No! This was for your birthday, not mine. Tonight is all about you, not me."

"But I know you and you need to get off too. Besides, I'll enjoy doing this nearly as much as I just enjoyed what you did to me, so it will be like you're giving me a second present, because I really want to do this." Reid had to think about this for a minute before he responded.

"So you want to do this because you want to, and not cuz you think you have to?"

"Exactly."

"I guess I can't say 'no' then, if it's your birthday wish, so ok."

Now that he agreed, I pulled him to me and gave him a big hug. Then, I kissed him as aggressively as he'd done to me. Reid immediately got into this again and wrapped his arms around my neck, as he gave me a hug at the same time. Before long, I slowly began to remove the clothes he'd put on to return to his room, and then I began to kiss him again.

Eventually, I kissed my way across his cheek until I reached his ear, so I could pay attention to it as well, since I knew he enjoyed it. After doing that for a couple of minutes, I moved down to his neck and nibbled, kissed, and sucked on it for a brief time as I slowly moved across to his other ear. I then paid the same amount of attention to the other side, before lowering my head down to his chest so I could begin working on his nipples. I flicked my tongue at the tiny nub and toyed with it for a while, and then I lowered my face and nursed on it for a brief time before I moved over to do the same thing with the other one. I had Reid squirming and panting below me as I did this and the wonderful sensations coursed through his frame.

After I finished working on his nipples, I kissed my way down his chest until I reached his belly button. I then used my tongue to lick around that tiny depression before flicking it inside, causing Reid to squirm and giggle. He is so sensitive when it comes to that area of his body that I never pass up a chance to hear him laugh as I flick my tongue in and out of his navel.

When I felt that I'd tortured him enough, I got up, moved between his legs, and lifted them into the air, exposing his pucker. Since Reid knew what was coming next, he was already wiggling in anticipation as I lowered my face and stuck out my tongue. I heard him release a big 'ahhh' when my tongue came into contact with his flesh, and then he began to moan as I ran it all around the exterior of the opening.

Thinking that I had done that for long enough, I pushed my oral muscle against the ring and added a little more pressure to gain entry. Reid relaxed more quickly this time, since he knew what was coming, and I was able to penetrate him more easily. Reid then began thrusting his butt in my direction, as his way of urging me to continue, but he was also moaning and purring in appreciation. I did this for a couple more minutes, and then I moved upward until I reached his scrotum.

I toyed with that area for a few minutes, gently nipping and tugging at the fleshy sac, while also tenderly sucking on the sensitive nuggets inside. Reid was cooing and panting as I attacked this area, but then he began to moan as I licked my way up his penis, until I eventually lowered my mouth over the glans. I actually heard Reid gasp as my lips closed around his shaft and my head began to raise and lower over his boyhood. At the same time, I slid my finger into his anal opening, as I searched out the leathery button that brought him so much pleasure.

As I began the dual stimulation, Reid's hips began to bounce up and down on the bed, as the instincts ingrained in his genetic code took over. This continued for a couple of minutes of pure ecstasy for him, until the inevitable moment of reckoning arrived. At that time his body stiffened, I heard him grunt 'unh, unh, unh', and then he rammed his penis as far into my throat as he could, before he released his sweet, creamy nectar from the gods. I sucked on him until I'd drained every drop of his precious offering, and then I released his penis and let it fall, with a 'plop', on his abdomen.

Reid lay spent and motionless for a brief time, but then he sat up abruptly and wrapped his arms around my neck. "You always make me feel so special and so incredibly good. Thank you for doing that, even though it was your birthday."

"You're welcome, but I enjoyed doing it to you as much as you enjoyed having it done to you, so it was like getting another present."

Reid hugged me again and then we agreed we were ready to go to sleep. We freshened up quickly first and prepared for bed, before we spooned together, with my arm draped over his side in an embrace that I would continue until we awoke the next morning. What a lovely birthday it had been.

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