Erastes

The Guardian

Chapters 31-36

When I got out of work on Friday, I had nothing special to do except go home. That's because Tyler's school baseball season was over, so he didn't have a practice or game. Not only that, but Dylan and Justin would already be at the house when I got there, because they were going to ride the bus home with the boys.

"Hi, Uncle Blake," they all greeted me as I came through the door and then they rushed over to give me a hug.

"Hi, guys and thanks," I responded. "What a lovely way to be welcomed home. So what do you want for dinner tonight? We can order take out or we can go over to the diner again."

"How about pizza?" Tyler asked. I've come to learn this is a common response from the kids.

"Only if I can get each of you to eat a salad with it too," I partially agreed. "Dylan and Justin, do you like salad made with lettuce, carrots, cucumbers, croutons and shredded cheese?"

"I'd rather have black olives than cucumbers," Dylan replied. "What kind of dressing do you have to put on it?"

"What if I put cucumbers AND black olives in the salad, because I know there's a can of black olives in the cupboard?" I offered in return. "As far as the dressings, we have a bunch of different ones you can use, although these three always seem to prefer the ranch dressing the most. We also have Raspberry-Walnut, Italian, Catalina and Thousand Island, along with oil and vinegar, if you'd prefer that."

"Cucumbers and black olives sounds great and I like ranch dressing too," Dylan agreed.

"How about you, Justin?" I continued, since he hadn't said anything.

"I like what Dylan likes, so what he said is ok with me too," he agreed, so it seemed as if we were set.

"Are all of you ok with sausage and pepperoni on the pizza?" I followed, now that I knew we'd be having pizza tonight.

"Yeah," they all agreed, so I called and ordered two large pizzas for delivery. I figured there was no need to load the boys into the Outback to go get it or leave them alone while I picked it up either, so delivery would do just fine.

I went out to the kitchen to make each of us a salad, but I also slipped a little leaf spinach in with the romaine lettuce, before adding the other ingredients. I doubted the boys would even notice the spinach, especially after they drenched it in Ranch dressing, but it would be good for them. I was just finishing up when the doorbell rang, which let me know the pizza had arrived. I paid the delivery man and gave him a tip, before calling the gang into the dining room.

While we were eating, the boys were all speculating about what their summer league baseball teams would be like and if their coach would be nice. They also wondered if they'd know the other boys on their team or if some of them would be from other schools. I told them they'd just have to wait until tomorrow to find out.

When we were done with our meal, I asked what they wanted to do next and they suggested we should see what was on TV. We discovered the Braves were playing, so they all agreed to watch the game. I felt it was a good idea too and used it like a training film. As the game progressed, I pointed out the various things the teams were doing and how the boys should do those same things in their games as well.

Some of the items I pointed out were not hanging on to the ball in the outfield and getting it in to the cutoff man as quickly as possible. I also pointed out that they should always hustle and never give up when chasing down a fly ball, even if it looked as if it might wind up in foul territory. Another was always running hard to first, even if it looked as if the ball they'd just hit might be a foul ball or a sure out. Then, I pointed out some things to Dylan and Tyler about pitching. I critiqued how the pitchers were holding the runners on base and we discussed the fine points of their pickoff moves. I also pointed out the proper route the pitcher should take when covering first base on a hit to the right side of the infield.

When it was time to get the boys cleaned up for bed, I asked the younger three how they wanted to do this tonight. I said they could either take a bath or a shower, but I'd only wash them if they took a bath.

"Can Dylan and Tyler wash us again?" Justin wanted to know in return.

"You'll have to ask them," I responded, while looking over at the other pair.

"Will you do that?" Justin asked, as he looked over at the older boys.

"I think the only reason you want us to do it is so you can grab and stroke our dicks again," Tyler answered for both of them.

"Didn't you like it?" Marcus followed. "Didn't it make you feel good? We like it when someone does it to us." This statement verified something I'd suspected all along, that they'd been doing that with each other.

"That would be fine, if we agreed to let you do it," Dylan pointed out, "but you didn't even ask. You just started grabbing us and doing it anyway."

"So you'll let us, if we ask you first?" Ethan wondered.

"Dylan and I both feel you're too young to be doing that stuff to us," Tyler offered. "Maybe you should just do it to each other."

"But we liked doing it to you," Justin whined. "Your penis is bigger and fun to play with. I want to see it shoot that stuff too."

"How do you know about that?" Dylan demanded, as he looked at his little brother.

"Marcus told us," Justin answered while looking sheepish, and Marcus quickly glanced down at the floor as a guilty look spread across his face. "He said he saw some of the boys doing it at Tyler's birthday party and that you and Tyler did it too."

That was a tidbit of information even I didn't know. Tyler had always made it sound as if some of the other boys had done it, but he'd never indicated that Dylan or he had been part of that activity. Dylan and Tyler suddenly looked slightly guilty too, as they glanced over at me. Then, they turned back to the little ones and formulated their response.

"Give us a chance to talk this over with Uncle Blake first," Tyler suggested. "You stay in here and we'll come back to let you know what we decide."

I then followed that pair into the other room, so we could speak in private. I had no idea what they were going to say, other than trying to explain away what had happened at the party.

"Ok, so we didn't tell you we jerked somebody off at the party too," Tyler began, as soon as we were alone. "I didn't know if you'd be mad about us doing it back then, but I guess I should have told you later. We all kind of did it that night."

"So that was the first time you and Dylan did it with each other?" I asked next.

"No, I did it with Stanton and Dylan was with Jamal," Tyler admitted. "Each of us jerked the other person off, but I thought Marcus was sleeping when that happened." I looked at Tyler for a moment and then over at Dylan.

"Jamal's really hung and I wanted to see what it felt like to play with a big dick," he offered in explanation, although I hadn't asked a question.

"And Stanton asked me," Tyler followed. "It's also when Dylan and I kinda decided that we might want to do that stuff with each other too."

"I see," I replied simply.

"So since they know about it, do you think we should let them do it to us?" Tyler continued. "I don't want them trying to find out about this stuff from someone else. I'm afraid they might go around asking other boys if they can jerk them off just so they can see them cum, if we don't let them do this."

"I didn't think Justin would ever ask to do anything like this, but since he's so curious, I'd rather have him do it to one of us than try to find someone else," Dylan added.

"So you two would be ok letting the boys masturbate you?" I wondered. "What if they want to suck you off too?"

"I don't think they know about that yet, but we'll tell them 'no' if they ask," Dylan responded. "I'd be willing to let Marcus and Ethan jack me off, but I'm just not sure I want Justin to touch me that way."

"I'll let Justin do me then," Tyler agreed. "I guess it would be ok to let them do this if it's just to teach them, so I'd even let Marcus and Ethan do it to me too, but only to jerk me off. No blowjobs."

"If you boys don't have a problem with it and they are obviously curious, I'd have to agree that I'd rather have them do it here with you," I agreed. "You're all minors, so no one will get into trouble for doing it, seeing no one is being forced into trying anything."

"If we do this, we want you in the bathroom with us," Dylan stated next. "Then you can tell them to stop if they start getting carried away again. They didn't want to listen to me or Tyler the last time."

"I'm not sure I'm comfortable doing that, but I can definitely see your point," I concurred. "If I'm in there when this is going on then it's almost as if I am participating in it too."

"It's the only way we'll agree to do it," Tyler added. "They all got really aggressive the last time we showered with them and they wouldn't stop when we told them."

"Are you going to do it to them as well?" I followed, as I tried to cover all of the bases.

"I guess if they ask us to it would be alright," Dylan answered, after looking at Tyler first. "I haven't touched a little dick like theirs in ages, except when we washed them the last time. They insisted we do that too and Justin and Marcus got boners when we did it."

"Yes, they usually do," I quipped in response. "Ok, if you're both willing to do this with them, then I suppose I can go into the bathroom with you. I guess it's time to go let them know what we've decided."

"You tell them then, so they know they can't do it to both of us and that you'll be in there too," Tyler suggested.

"If that's what it takes," I confirmed.

We then went back to the family room to tell the little ones what we'd agreed to. The younger trio got excited when we first started to explain what Dylan and Tyler were willing to do, but they groaned when they heard they'd only be able to do it to one of the older pair. They finally agreed to this condition, so we all went upstairs and the boys undressed in their own rooms before coming to the master bath. Prior to them getting into the shower though, I explained nothing was to be said about this outside of the house and they would have to follow the rules we'd set or I'd stop what they were doing immediately. After they all agreed, I had Tyler adjust the water first, before they all stepped inside.

I was glad Matt and Kelly had decided to have clear glass installed on the shower stall and had put in a good ventilation fan, so it didn't fog up. It allowed me to keep track of what was going on inside, so I'd be able to see if anyone was breaking the rules. As soon as the boys got into the shower, Justin grabbed a hold of Tyler's penis and began to stroke it. Tyler stopped him and then he and Dylan told the younger ones to massage their scrotums first, to help them get hard. Then, Dylan had Marcus and Ethan stand on either side of him and place their hands so they could do it together.

Once the process began, Dylan and Tyler told the younger boys if they were doing anything wrong, like digging their fingernails into the skin or squeezing too hard, and the little ones caught on fairly quickly. It didn't take very long before I heard Dylan and Tyler begin to pant and moan, as they got closer to their release. When they began to ejaculate, I heard the little ones squeal in delight.

"That was neat!" Justin exclaimed, as Tyler's penis erupted. "When will I be able to do that?"

"When you're our age," Tyler assured him, as soon as he caught his breath.

"Ewww, it's sticky!" Ethan complained, when some of Dylan's semen landed on his hand.

"I can't wait until I can do that too," Marcus offered. "Did it feel good when it happened?"

"Yes, it did," Dylan agreed, "otherwise boys wouldn't want to do it as often as they can."

"They do it a lot?" Ethan gasped, as I realized Dylan might have unwittingly opened a can of worms. "To themselves or to other boys?"

"Mostly to themselves, and most boys probably do it at least once a day," Dylan quickly replied.

"Oh wow! I can't wait then!" Marcus exclaimed, as his face showed how eager he was for that to happen to him.

"Do it to me now!" Justin demanded, as he thrust his hips out, so his little erection was closer to Tyler.

"Yeah, do it to me too," Marcus told Dylan, since he had an erection too.

"Me too," Ethan chirped, although his penis was so small it was difficult to tell if it was hard or not, because it kind of always looked that way.

Dylan and Tyler quickly glanced at me and I nodded my consent. After a slight hesitation, they got down on one knee and started to return the favor. Dylan had a tiny penis in each hand, since he had two boys instead of just one to satisfy. Since none of the younger boys could produce any semen yet, it was hard for Dylan and Tyler to tell if they'd had a dry orgasm, but they continued to masturbate their young partner for a short time and then stopped.

"That was fun," Ethan noted, once they'd finished. Justin and Marcus enthusiastically agreed.

Now that they'd all had a chance to do this, I told Dylan and Tyler it was time to wash the boys, so I could dry them off and put them to bed. I think the little ones knew better than to complain about stopping, so they did what I asked and allowed the older pair to wash them. When they finished, I dried them off with a towel and sent them to put on their pajamas. Once they'd done that, I tucked them in bed and kissed them goodnight.

When I went back to my bedroom, Dylan and Tyler were waiting for me.

"I hope that takes care of them now, so they don't ask to do it again," Tyler stated first.

"I wouldn't be so sure of that," I replied. "Now that they've done it once, they might want to do it again."

"Marcus and Ethan did ok and it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, but I'd rather you did it to me instead," Dylan followed, as he looked at me and grinned.

"You and Tyler have each other to do it with, so that should be enough," I replied.

"You agreed to let them do it to us, so they would know what it was like, so why can't I do it once with you? I want to know what that is like too, so why would it be any different?" he continued, not giving up.

"There's a big difference," I stated, while turning to face him. "You are all minors, so nothing would happen to any of you if anyone found out what you just did. They would just write it off as youthful experimentation. In my case, however, I'd be sent away and locked up for a very long time."

"I'd never tell, so that won't ever happen," Dylan offered in return.

"You're right about one thing," I agreed. "It will never happen."

I then followed them over to Tyler's room, kissed both boys goodnight and wished them sweet dreams. Then, I went downstairs to check on everything before I returned to my room. When I got there, Dylan was naked and sitting on my bed as he waited for me.

"Ok, I'm sorry if I got carried away again," he apologized. "It's just that I really, really like you and wouldn't mind doing stuff with both you and Tyler. I just feel so comfortable with you."

"But I'm about the same age as your parents, so wouldn't that make you feel a little weird?" I wanted him to know this, in case he hadn't thought about it on his own.

"Nah, because your more like a friend, even if you are older" he replied, sincerely. "Yeah, you set rules for us to follow and we know you will punish us if we do something wrong, but you're more like an older brother, even if you are as old as my mom and dad."

"I appreciate that and I'm glad you think of me this way, but I have to set limits when it comes to stuff like this," I responded.

"Are you sure?" Dylan persisted. "I'd even be willing to bet that Tyler would like to do stuff like that with you too. He has never said anything about it, but I know he likes you just as much as I do."

"That may be, but technically I'm his parent, even though he calls me Uncle Blake," I countered, as I wondered if there was a reason he'd suddenly brought Tyler into the conversation.

"I'd still bet that if I asked him, he'd agree," Dylan continued. "I know we both really like sleeping with you and I get hard just thinking about being next to you. I'm pretty sure Tyler gets hard when we sleep with you too, that's why I think he'd be willing to do stuff with you as well."

"Look, I'm willing to help you boys with anything else, but I can't be doing those things with you," I offered, as a compromise. "I'll tell you about things, but I just can't get physical with you."

"I think you're nuts, because I know we could make you feel really good too," Dylan shot back. "If you're wondering, I'm pretty sure Tyler and I are at least bi, if not totally gay."

"How do you even know about that stuff?" I wondered. "Tyler told me your sex education course isn't that good and doesn't teach you much, so how do you know about being bi?"

"We don't learn much in class, but Jacob told us about it," Dylan replied. "He knows about things like that and told us he was bi-sexual at Tyler's birthday party. He also told us what it meant."

"I guess more went on at the party than I realized, but that still doesn't change a thing," I stated, as I considered what else might have happened that night. "Have you been with a girl yet, and if you have, did you enjoy it?"

"Tyler and I have both dated girls, but we haven't had sex with them or anything like that. We've only kissed them," Dylan answered. "It was ok, but I really like doing stuff with Tyler more and I wish you would let me do those things with you too."

"Keep wishing then," I quipped, in response.

"I thought Tyler told me you were gay and had a boyfriend once, so I was hoping I could convince you to do stuff with me now, since you don't seem to have anyone else to do it with," Dylan added, and I'm sure my mouth must have dropped open in surprise.

"Tyler told you that?" I responded, totally shocked. I wasn't sure if I should be upset with Tyler or not.

"It was before you came to live with him," Dylan answered. "I knew Tyler from school and when somebody made some really nasty comments about gays one day, Tyler said he had a gay uncle who was a great guy and really nice too. After I met you, I asked Tyler if you were the same uncle and he said you were his only uncle. When I asked him how he knew you were gay, he told me that you brought your boyfriend to his house before, but you guys weren't together now."

I guess that answered my question. Tyler had just been sticking up for gays at the time and Dylan had then put two and two together later and questioned Tyler about it. I didn't feel I should be mad at Tyler for that.

"I'm not technically Tyler's uncle," I confessed. "His father and I were best friends in college, so when Tyler was born his mom and dad asked me to be Tyler's godfather. They also named me as guardian for all three boys, if anything were to happen to them, but they forget to mention that fact to me. I'm glad they did that though, because I really enjoy being with each of the boys now."

"So you're not really his uncle?" Dylan followed, trying to understand.

"I'm not his blood relative, but Tyler's parents always had the boys call me Uncle Blake," I explained.

"That's even better then," Dylan stated, although I wasn't exactly following his logic. "Since you don't have a boyfriend now, we can all help each other out once in a while."

"Dylan, my boyfriend was my age, not yours," I offered, trying to set him straight. "I've never really been attracted to anyone who was a lot younger than me. I like you, I really do, but I can't be doing those things with someone as young as you are."

"I think you're crazy, but maybe next year then," he responded, still not giving up.

"Maybe when you're 18, but probably not before then," I replied, in an effort to keep him from getting his hopes up. "So is that all you wanted?"

"Oh, no. I came over to have you see if you think the thing on my nuts got any bigger," he answered, which explained why he was naked.

"Have you noticed any difference?" I asked in return.

"I can't really tell. That's why I wanted you to check it for me," he replied, so I sat down on the bed and he moved in front of me, to allow me access.

Carefully, I examined his scrotum and found the lump again. I felt the area completely and thought it felt about the same as before. As I was checking him, however, the blood started rushing to Dylan's penis and it began to stiffen. I merely looked at his penis and then glanced up at his face, but I chose not to say anything.

"It did it on its own, I promise. I didn't do anything," he advised me, since he knew what was on my mind. "It always does that when you touch me or I'm close to you. It's because I really, really like you."

"I'll let it slide this time then, and I didn't feel any difference in the lump from the last time," I explained. "It seems to be the same size as before, so you can go back and sleep with Tyler without worrying about it now."

"Do I have to? If Tyler and I agree not to try anything, can we at least sleep with you tonight?" he wondered, while his eyes were pleading with me to give in. "We'll do it like we did the last time, with one of us on either side of you."

"Are you even sure Tyler wants to do this?" I pressed. "Maybe he just wants to be alone with you."

"I doubt it. We've already got off tonight, so we weren't planning on doing anything else. I'm pretty sure he'd like to sleep with you too, just like me," he stated. "I'll go ask him and find out."

Dylan immediately spun around and started to leave the room, even before I'd had a chance to respond, so I stopped him.

"Hey, I haven't said I'd be willing to do it, so don't go saying anything to him about this," I warned.

"Come on! Just let me ask him," Dylan pleaded. "If Tyler says yes, then you can let us sleep with you. Ok?"

I could tell he wasn't going to give up easily, but I also knew Tyler would want to do this as well. At least if I gave in, then I'd be able to get some rest and I always slept really well whenever Tyler or both of them were by my side all night long.

"If you absolutely promise no funny business, then I'll let you sleep in here tonight if Tyler wants to do it too," I agreed. "Even if I let you do this now, it is not going to become a regular occurrence."

"Ok. Hang on and I'll be right back then," he agreed, as he sped out of the room to ask Tyler. I snuck into the bathroom to go through my nightly ritual after he disappeared and pretty soon Tyler walked into the bathroom without knocking first, so he could speak with me. I guess maybe I should start locking the door when I'm in here.

"You're really going to let us do this?" he asked, while looking at me quizzically.

"I agreed to do it tonight," I confirmed. "Just to sleep though, nothing else."

"Yeah, I figured that much, but this is still good," he offered. I thought he was done, but then he continued. "I hope you know that Dylan is serious about wanting to do stuff with you and he really likes you too. I wouldn't mind if you did those things with him too, like you do with me. You've always let me mess around with Dylan too, so this way we can both do it with him. Even if you were doing stuff with Dylan, I'd still know you liked me best." He winked and gave me a hug after saying this.

"Did you tell him about us?" I asked, mildly shocked by his comments.

"No! Of course not," Tyler assured me.

"Ok. Look, I know you want me to do it with him too, but if you remember, I really didn't want to do anything with you either," I reminded him. "I'm just not attracted to guys so much younger than me and I'm still not sure why I let you talk me into doing those things with you either, but that's a discussion for another time. We'd better get back out there before Dylan starts to get suspicious."

Tyler thought quickly and flushed the toilet before we left the bathroom. When we walked into the bedroom, Dylan was giving us a strange look.

"What were you guys doing in there? Were you talking about me?" he wanted to know.

"No, I had to pee and Uncle Blake was brushing his teeth when I went in there," Tyler replied, before giving me a 'yeah, you called it' look.

"Do you two always do stuff like that together?" Dylan persisted, while still looking skeptical.

"Just once in a while," Tyler answered. "I realized I needed to pee when I was coming over here, so I just decided to use his bathroom. I didn't know Uncle Blake was going to be in there when I walked in, but we've done stuff like that sometimes, so it wasn't a big deal."

I wasn't convinced Dylan was buying Tyler's explanation, but they both dropped the subject and headed over to get in bed.

"Aren't you going to put anything on first?" I asked, since they were both naked.

"We did it this way the last time, so what's the big deal?" Dylan shot back, while giving me a hopeful look.

"Ok, but just remember, no fooling around," I reiterated.

The boys agreed to my stipulation and let me get in bed first. Then, they got in beside me, one on either side. They pressed their bodies up against mine and I could tell Dylan was getting an erection, which he didn't have a few seconds before, but neither of us mentioned it. After a few minutes though, I could feel Tyler was getting one too, but I ignored his as well. I had a pretty good idea about why this was happening and what they both wanted me to do. In fact, I probably would have given in to Tyler if we were alone, but as much as I liked Dylan, I just didn't think I should get involved with him too. Maybe I'm just being overly cautious and uptight, but I'd rather be like that than to be locked up for any amount of time.

Before long, however, I could hear both boys' breathing begin to slow and even out, so I knew they were both falling asleep. Eventually, I felt their erections go down too, so I knew even their dreams about me had ended as well. Shortly after that, I entered dreamland with them.

When I woke up Saturday morning, Dylan and Tyler were pretty much coiled around me. It was almost like sleeping with a pair of human boa constrictors, except these two were merely wrapped around me to show their love and not because they were looking to ease their hunger pangs. As before, I could feel their morning wood pressing into my thighs, but I didn't have time to think about that or wait for them to wake up before I started moving. Carefully, I tried to pry myself away from them so I could get up, but I unintentionally woke them in the process.

"Where are you going?" Tyler asked, as soon as he realized I was attempting to get out of bed.

"I have to get up and start getting things ready, because Ethan, Marcus and Justin all have practice this morning," I explained. "You and Dylan can sleep in and stay here if you want, since your practice isn't until this afternoon."

"No, we'll get up too, because we want to go with you," Dylan answered from the other side. "We want to see who is on the other teams and watch their practices too."

"Then you'll have to get up and get moving," I suggested, and they suddenly threw back the covers.

After they did this, they both began to stretch and yawn first, while their piss-hards swayed hypnotically back and forth, like cobras responding to the snake charmer's flute. Dylan saw me looking at his penis and took advantage of the fact.

"I keep offering to let you play with it," he teased. "I know it would like for you to do that."

"I was just watching to make sure it didn't turn into a fountain and start watering my bed," I shot back, which caused him to giggle.

"Ok, I'll go empty it then, so you don't have to worry, but you can still play with it after I finish," he offered, yet again.

"I've got to hurry and get your brothers up, before I go down to prepare their breakfast," I replied, rather than commenting about his offer. "You'd both better get busy too, if you want to go with us. Get dressed first this time, before you come downstairs, and bring everything you plan to take with you."

Dylan groaned, but I wasn't sure if it was because I'd ignored his offer or had suggested that they get dressed before they came downstairs. Either way, he and Tyler got out of bed and allowed me to get up too. As soon as they headed toward the other bathroom, I rushed to the master bath, emptied my bladder and washed my hands, before I went to wake up the little ones. After getting them out of bed, I told the boys to get dressed and round up all of the things they were going to take with them to their practices, so we could leave right after they ate.

After the boys had all chowed down, I set out to take Ethan to his practice first. As we got out of the Outback and started walking toward the baseball diamond, I spotted the coach and took Ethan over to introduce him.

"Hi, I'm Blake Hunter and this is my nephew, Ethan Weaver," I stated, as I greeted the coach. "I believe we got a call from you last Sunday, after you drafted Ethan."

"Yes, you did," he agreed. "I'm Rich Lucas and I'm coaching O'Charley's Angels this year. I've coached my other children in tee-ball previously and this year my youngest son, Benjamin, is on the team."

"I'm glad to meet you," I told him, as I shook the hand of the forty-something-year-old coach.

"Ethan, why don't you go play catch with the other kids and I'll be with you shortly," Coach Lucas told him, so Ethan ran off to meet his teammates.

I talked with Coach Lucas briefly and explained our situation to him, so he'd know why I'd always be dropping Ethan off and showing up at his games. He seemed like a nice enough guy and we got along fairly well, so I excused myself to let him start working with the team, as I went to sit with the other boys.

We couldn't stay there for very long though, because I had to take Justin and Marcus to their practice. Ethan's practice began at 9:00, but Justin and Marcus' practice was scheduled to start at 10:00 at a different location. After talking it over with Dylan and Tyler, they decided they'd rather go with us and watch the other practice instead, so I told them I'd drop them all off there next and then come back to wait for Ethan's practice to end. I then went over and told Coach Lucas what I was going to do, so he wouldn't leave Ethan alone before I got back. He had no problem with that, so at 9:40 the boys and I got in the wagon again and I drove to the next field.

I followed a similar procedure with this coach as well, as I introduced myself, Marcus and Justin to him. This coach said his name was Jeffrey Howard and he looked to be about my age, maybe a year or two older. Once that had been taken care of, I left Dylan and Tyler there to keep an eye on their brothers, while I went back to get Ethan.

Ethan's team was doing sort of a scrimmage when I got there, with some of the kids playing the field and the remaining kids batting. The fielders were doing their best to try to get the other boys out and the coach was moving the players around, to see where he thought they would fit in best. Ethan had been playing second base when I first got there and he'd made a couple of nice plays, but then the coach switched him with the boy playing shortstop. I think the coach did this because he felt Ethan had a better throwing arm than the other boy.

A little while later, the coach brought Ethan in to bat. Ethan hit the ball harder than any of the boys I'd seen so far and was the only one who'd hit it past the outfielders. It wasn't over their heads, but the ball hit the ground and then rolled past them, as Ethan took off and began racing around the bases. I was impressed and pleased to see him doing so well and his coach seemed pleased and impressed as well.

As soon as his practice ended, Ethan came running over to me, all excited. He was nearly out of breath as he began to speak. "Did you see me play?" he wanted to know.

"Yes, I did and you looked really good," I confirmed, bringing a huge smile to his face.

"It was fun and I made a friend too," he announced. "His name's Andrew. Come on, I want you to meet him."

Ethan then grabbed my hand and literally dragged me over to where his new friend was standing.

"Andrew, this is my Uncle Blake," Ethan announced to the boy. Andrew was a little cutie too, about Ethan's size with brown hair, brown eyes and a lovely smile.

"Hi," I said simply, when he looked up at me. "I guess you two will be playing on the same team this year. Does anyone call you Andy or Drew?"

"Nope, just Andrew," he stated, as I saw a woman moving in our direction.

"May I help you?" she asked when she got closer. She was also eyeing me suspiciously.

"My nephew just brought me over to introduce me to his new friend and teammate," I offered in response.

"Oh, that's nice. I'm Sally Prescott, Andrew's mother," she stated, as she reached out her hand to shake. I accepted the offer and introduced both Ethan and myself.

She and I then talked for a few minutes, while the boys chatted with each other. I explained our situation to her as well, so she'd understand why Ethan was introducing his uncle to her son. She then told me that she was a single mother, but she only had the one child to take care off. We then agreed that maybe we could help each other out by keeping an eye on each other's son, to make sure they kept safe.

"Maybe Andrew can come to my house sometime," Ethan suggested. "My brothers have their friends come over all the time and I don't got nobody."

I then explained to Sally about Dylan and Justin too and how their parents were going to help me with the older pair. She thought that was very nice and agreed she would be willing to bring Andrew over sometime for a visit. From the way she said this, I knew it was so she could inspect the house and assess the situation first, before agreeing to let her son spend any time with us. I didn't have a problem with that and felt it was a wise move on her part, since she'd just met us.

I then told her that I had to take Ethan and go to where his next older brother was practicing. We said goodbye and then Ethan followed me over to the Outback. As we were driving to Marcus' practice, I decided to ask Ethan a question.

"Did you just meet Andrew today or did you know him from before?" I wanted to know.

"I just met him here, but I've seen him at my school too," he answered. "He's not in my class and has a different teacher, but he's in first grade like me."

I found that interesting. The boys had seen each other before, but had not really met until today. I wondered if they'd grow close as friends or if Ethan had just latched on to the first boy he came across, so he wouldn't feel so alone.

When we got to Justin and Marcus' practice, Dylan and Tyler quickly filled me in about what had been going on there.

"The coach tried Marcus at second and third base earlier, but he just moved him to shortstop," Tyler informed me, as I sat down next to him. "He's looked pretty good at every position so far, so I think the coach is just trying to see where he'd help the team the most."

"That's great," I replied. "Marcus told me he wants to pitch too, so he can be like you guys." They both smiled in response.

"The coach started Justin in left field, but then he moved him over to center," Dylan added. "I think Justin's got pretty good range and instincts for never having played before."

"Yes, he's really been working hard whenever I've taken you boys to the park," I remarked. "In fact, he's probably showed the most improvement out of all of you." Dylan smiled and looked out as his brother, which let me know he was proud of Justin's accomplishments too.

We watched the rest of their fielding practice and then the coach started calling them in, so he could throw batting practice to them next. When it was Marcus and Justin's turns, they both did really well and I could almost see the coach mentally assessing where he was going to put them in the lineup.

Once their practice ended, I took all of the boys to get some lunch. After talking it over with them, we decided to go to Moe's, because the boys were up for some Mexican food. That was fine with me and once again it meant I didn't have to fix anything.

After we finished up there, we had some time to kill before Dylan and Tyler's practice would start. That wasn't until 2:00, so I decided to take the boys to a sporting goods store next.

"Why are we coming here?" Ethan wondered, when he saw the store I was parking in front of.

"I thought maybe I would buy you and Marcus a couple of early birthday presents," I replied. "I figured maybe you'd both like a new bat and a pair of cleats to use when you played baseball this year."

Both boys were excited and said they'd like that, so I took them inside and we looked at the bats in their size. While they were checking for one they liked, Marcus turned to Justin and made an interesting comment.

"I want you to help me pick one out, so you can use it too," he offered. "I want you to do just as good as me, so we'll both use the same bat."

Justin broke into an ear-to-ear grin and I was pleased that Marcus was thinking about more than just himself.

"It's really nice of you to make that offer to Justin," I told him.

"Me and Dylan do that too," Tyler quickly added. "We've both used my bat at all our games so far this year. He's also used my ankle and elbow guards too."

"I thought I'd noticed that, but I'm still impressed and glad to see you boys are willing to share with your friends," I praised them.

Once both boys had selected the bat they wanted, we went to look at cleats for them next. Once they'd each selected the pair they wanted and we'd found the right size, I took the items to the register to pay. As soon as we got in the Outback again, the little ones were busy checking out their new equipment. I glanced at the clock and figured it would probably be best if I took them directly to the field where the last practice was being held, just in case we got caught in traffic again.

When we pulled into the parking area, I was surprised to see Curtis there as well. I guess the boys had only talked to the 7th graders about whether they'd made a team and hadn't asked the 8th graders what team they'd played on the previous season.

Before the boys raced off to talk to him, I told them we should go speak with the coach first. They agreed and followed me as we walked in his direction. He spotted us and met us part way.

"I remember these two from the tryouts and think I got the best pair in the draft. I was so happy to learn you two were going to be drafted together, because otherwise I probably would have only been able to get one of you and not the other," he began. "My name in Mo Washington and I'm the coach of this team. We finished in last place last year, but only because the older boys on the team weren't very good. It was my first year as coach, so those boys were already on the team and I didn't get to pick them. I know we're going to do much better this year."

"That's great to know," I told him, before I introduced myself and explained our situation. "I see you have another of their school teammates playing for you too."

"Oh, yeah. Curtis kind of gave me the heads up about these two, so that's why I was so eager to draft them," Mo told us. "I got one of you in the first round and the other in the second round of the draft. That's because Curtis really went on and on about how good you two were when he came down at the end of the tryout session. He told me about each of his teammates that were trying out, but he said I should try to get you guys if I could."

"Curtis really said that?" Dylan asked, as he glanced over at one of the 8th graders that had cost them a perfect season.

"Yeah, he said you two were definitely the cream of the crop," Mo agreed, as I could see Dylan and Tyler's mood about Curtis beginning to soften.

We talked for a little while longer and then the boys left to warm up. I saw them go directly over to Curtis first, so they could talk to him for a while before they started to play catch. I was hoping they'd be able to bury the hatchet without sinking it into anyone's skull.

I then went to sit on the bleachers and watch the practice, but the three little ones went off to play catch and swing their new bats. I even saw Marcus pitching to the other two, as they moved to an unused corner of the park.

There were no surprises at this practice and it looked as if Dylan and Tyler would both be playing shortstop, possibly while the other one was pitching. I had seen a few boys throwing to a catcher, but I wasn't very impressed with the 14-year-old boy on the receiving end. Maybe Dylan and Tyler could give him some suggestions to help him improve his performance, since they'd been there when I worked with Carlos. They had heard every bit of advice I'd given him, so maybe they could pass some of it along to this boy as well.

The little ones came over to sit with me when they got tired of playing by themselves and we began to watch the practice. I commented about different things as the older boys worked out, since I figured they might be able to learn something while they were watching. No one complained about doing this and I felt every little detail they picked up would only make them better.

When the practice finally ended, Dylan and Tyler came over to us and we walked to the Outback together. Once they were all inside and buckled up, Tyler told me something.

"Curtis apologized to us for screwing up in the game we lost," he announced. "He said he was really sorry and promised not to do anything like that on this team."

"And what did you say to him?" I wondered.

"We told him we'd forgive him, as long as he played hard all season long," Dylan answered. "We told him everyone makes mistakes, but just not to repeat it. We kind of got that from you."

"You did?" I asked confused.

"Yeah, when we were watching the Braves game," Dylan replied. "Don't you remember? You told us that one of the differences between the guys that make the majors and the guys that don't isn't just that they're better athletes. You said even great players make mistakes as they starting out; it's just that when they make a mistake they learn from it and then don't make the same one again. You also said the players that aren't as good often repeat their mistakes and continue what they're doing wrong, so they never improve. We just figured Curtis needed a chance to learn from his mistake too."

"Wow! I didn't realize you boys were listening to me that well," I countered, while looking at them impressed.

"We do and that's why we're all doing so good at baseball now," Tyler confirmed, with Dylan nodding in agreement.

As I looked in the rearview mirror at the others, they were all nodding their heads in agreement. Damn, I didn't think they were listening to our conversation now either, so I guess that means I've got to watch what I say whenever they're around.

I dropped Dylan and Justin off at their house a few minutes later and both boys thanked me for last night and today. When Don and Cherie came out to greet them, the boys and I got out and went over to chat with them for a while and I filled them in about the practices. Then I took my three home, so they could get cleaned up before dinner.

Marcus and Ethan wanted to know if I'd wash them in the shower this time, since Justin wasn't there. They promised not to touch me like they did the time before, but said they liked showers better than baths now. They also liked me to wash them too, so they wanted to do it this way.

I thought about this for a few seconds before I answered and realized it would also speed up the time it took each night to do this, as long as they kept their promise. I could also take my shower at the same time, which would free up some time for me in the morning as well. They'd seen me naked before, not that I go parading around without anything on, but there had been other times when it had happened, like when we all got wet washing the cars. After I considered their request, I agreed to do this, but I also advised them it would be absolutely the last time, if either of them did anything inappropriate.

They were thrilled that I was willing to give in and kept their promise, as I washed both of them in the shower stall in the master bath. Just as I was drying them off, Tyler showed up.

"Since you're still undressed, you can wash me next," he stated, as he gave me a wink.

I thought about this for a second, before I sent the little ones off to get dressed. Then, I stepped back into the shower with Tyler. I was amused that he wanted me to wash him too, and true to form he got an erection when I was washing his privates.

"I guess you should take care of that too," he quipped, as he swayed his hips and swung his penis back and forth in front of me.

"You had this planned all along, didn't you?" I shot back, as I glanced down at his erection.

"I knew it would get hard when you washed me there, so I was hoping you'd take care of it for me too," he confessed.

"Uggg! Teenagers and their constant erections," I teased, as I knelt down to take his penis into my mouth.

Tyler was more aggressive this time, since he was standing and found it easier to thrust his penis in and out of my eager orifice. He was like a dog humping someone's leg, as he rapidly thrust his penis in and out of my mouth to achieve his release. Since his movements were so hurried, it didn't take long before he reached the end of the line and began spewing his seed down my gullet. As soon as that happened, I reached up and held on to him, to make sure he didn't fall over, because I'd noticed his legs had suddenly turned to rubber.

Once we got out of the shower, he thanked me for doing that for him and then we both dried off and got dressed. I then went downstairs to make dinner and each of the boys came out to the kitchen to speak with me as I did this. Besides using the time to thank me for doing what they wanted earlier, they also wanted to talk about their practices. They all seemed thrilled with the teams they were on and each one appeared to like their new teammates and coach as well. I thought this was good; because now I wouldn't have to listen to them complain about any of this all summer long.

After dinner, the boys wanted me to come into the family room to watch TV with them. What they really wanted was to cuddle against me and the two little ones fell asleep before the last show ended. I had Tyler help me carry them upstairs again, but this time I merely stripped them down to their underwear and let them sleep that way for the rest of the night, rather than putting on their pajamas. After they were both in bed, Tyler asked a question.

"Can I please sleep with you tonight?" he wanted to know in a whining voice.

"Since you got off earlier, if you promise just to sleep then I'll allow it," I offered.

He immediately agreed, before he hugged and then kissed me on the lips. After that, we both went through our nightly rituals and he climbed into bed next to me. He snuggled against my side and kissed me on the cheek, before putting his head on my shoulder. He was out cold in a matter of minutes and we both slept like babies all night long.

Sunday morning, I got started early, because there was a lot to do. We'd been busy for much of the previous day, so I'd fallen behind on some of the things I would have normally done at that time. We needed to go out and do some grocery shopping, but there was also a ton of laundry to get caught up. Not only that, but the house needed to be cleaned too, so the boys would have to help me if they wanted me to do things for them during the week.

After they got up and I'd fed them breakfast, I had them all get dressed so we could run to the grocery store. After we picked up all the things we needed and put it all away, I had them go get the laundry hampers from their rooms. I started taking care of the laundry and cleaning the kitchen, while Tyler and the boys started dusting the furniture and vacuuming the carpets.

The boys finished the downstairs by lunchtime, so after I fed them lunch, I had them go upstairs and do the same thing in their rooms, while I cleaned the bathrooms. Once they'd finished, I gave them the rest of the day to do whatever they wanted, as long as their homework was done, while I went to finish taking care of the laundry. I'm sure glad they didn't give me a hassle about helping out, because I couldn't possibly have done it all by myself.

While I was doing the laundry, I was also thinking about work. Tomorrow we would be starting the beta process, which meant I'd be bringing work home each night as well. I could do some of it while the boys were doing their homework and before it was time to take them to their practices. Of course, I'd also have to take time to fix dinner too, but I was hoping there wouldn't be a lot left to finish when we got back later.

It sure would have been nice if I still had a boyfriend, because then he could have shared some of the responsibilities with me, but somehow I'd manage to survive. I was glad the Cochrans were going to be helping out though, because that would take some of the pressure off, especially when it came to practices and games.

The boys each had two practices during the week, but not at the same time. Marcus practice was going to be on Monday, and the Cochrans had already offered to pick him up and take him with Justin. Ethan had a practice on Tuesday, so I'd be taking him, but then Don and Cherie had also offered to take Dylan and Tyler to their practice on Wednesday. The boys were all going to be practicing on Friday, and I would guess Saturday too, but that wouldn't be so bad, since I wouldn't have to juggle it all around my job.

We had a chance to spend a little time together at the end of the night, so I thanked each of them for giving me a hand and helping to get everything done. They all said I was welcome and no one seemed to have a problem with having done it, so I was grateful. I was hoping it was because they realized how much I did for them, so this was their way of paying me back. It might also have been to make sure I continued to allow their friends to stay over.

We were all pretty tired by this point, so we cleaned up quickly and went to bed early. We knew we had a busy week ahead of us, so we'd have to get our rest when we could.

Work was a bear on Monday. Not only did we basically have to do everything twice, but there were also some initial glitches in the beta system that made it even worse. My co-workers and I worked very hard with the IT department to solve the problems, so I was mentally exhausted and physically drained by the time I was able to leave for the day. I also had a lot more work to take home than I'd anticipated.

When I arrived at the house, the boys were all there and Tyler and Marcus were working on their homework. Ethan was in the backyard hitting the Wiffle ball off the batting tee with his new bat. I said hello to each of the boys to let them know I was home and then I sat down with the company laptop, as I tried to finish as much work as I could before it was time to fix dinner. After a while I gave up on the idea of fixing anything to eat and asked the boys what they wanted from the Chinese take out. After they told me, I called and placed an order to have delivered, so I could get back to work.

I stopped when the food arrived and sat down to eat with the boys. I asked each of them what they were going to do while Marcus was at practice and quickly got my answer. When the Cochrans stopped by to pick Marcus up, Dylan got out because he was going to stay here so he and Tyler could study together. There were only about two weeks left in the school year and they were already studying for their finals, because they both wanted to do well. Ethan said he'd either watch TV or play video games, since the rest of us would all be busy, so I said goodbye to Marcus and thanked the Cochrans for picking him up.

After I saw the one off and welcomed the other, I went back to work on the laptop. I continued doing that until Marcus returned home and then I said goodbye to Dylan, before taking the little ones upstairs for our joint shower. As we were doing that, Marcus filled me in about his practice.

"My coach asked who wanted to pitch tonight and watched us throw," he began. "A lot of the older boys want to do it too and some pitched for the team last year, so the coach said I might not get a chance until later in the season."

"How do you feel about that?" I asked, because I wanted to see what he was thinking.

"Me and Justin talked about it and we know we might not start or play a lot right away," he replied. "There are only four boys our age, so that means there are ten guys that are older. We know we'll play, just maybe not very much this year."

"Does that bother either of you?" I pressed, as I attempted to gauge his mental attitude.

"Nah, we know most of the older boys that played on the team last year probably had to do the same as us, so it's only fair" he answered. "Me and Justin will just try to do our best and maybe the coach will play us more later. We both saw how Dylan and Tyler had to do that too, when they were our age, because we went to their games back then too."

"That's a very grown up attitude and I'm impressed that you and Justin are acting so mature," I stated, while looking at him in a new light. "Just keep working hard and I'm sure you'll play more and more as the season goes along."

"Yeah, we know," Marcus replied simply.

Once we finished our shower, I put Ethan and Marcus to bed, before going downstairs to work on the computer again. I was nearly done when Tyler came over to speak with me.

"Uncle Blake, me and Dylan were wondering if Dylan and Justin can stay over Friday night after our practices," he began. "Then you can drop us off at our practices on Saturday. I don't know what time our practice will be yet, but can we do that?"

"It's fine with me, so tomorrow you can tell Dylan to ask his parents if it's alright with them," I suggested. "I can talk it over with Don and Cherie when they pick you up for your practice on Wednesday."

"K! Thanks," he responded before running off.

I soon finished up what I was doing and then went upstairs to get ready for bed as well. I stopped by Tyler's room first, so I could kiss him goodnight, and then I went and hopped into bed. I was totally exhausted.

Tuesday turned out to be a little better at work, since most of the problems we'd had the previous day had been corrected. It also meant I didn't have as much to do at home that evening, which was good, since I had to take Ethan to his practice. When I first reached the house, I did some of the things I still had left to finish and then I took a break to fix dinner. While we were eating together, I asked Marcus and Tyler what they were going to do later. Marcus said he wanted to go with us to Ethan's practice, while Tyler said he was going to stay home and study. I had no problems with what either wanted to do and agreed that would be fine.

When we got to the practice field, Ethan ran off to join his team and Marcus went down for a closer look at what was going on, so I sat next to Sally Prescott in the stands. We were talking about Andrew, Ethan and a bunch of other things when I had an idea, so I presented it to her.

"Sally, if you're not doing anything after the boys' practice on Friday night, why don't you follow us back to our place," I offered. "That way you can see where we live and I can give you the cheap tour of the place. The Cochrans will be stopping by later too, since they're going to be dropping the other two off, so you can meet them and their sons as well."

"That sounds like a lovely idea," she agreed. "Andrew's been bugging me about letting him spend time with Ethan, so this will work out fine. I look forward to meeting the others as well."

When the practice ended, we watched as Ethan and Andrew approached us with an arm draped over each other's shoulders. They looked as if they were very old friends.

"When can Andrew come over to my house?" Ethan asked as they approached the bleachers.

"Your uncle and I were just discussing that," Sally answered. "He's invited us to follow you home after your practice on Friday so we can see where you live and meet your brothers and their friends."

"Marcus is here, so you can meet him now," Ethan shot back. After he said this, I introduced Marcus to Sally too, since I'd forgotten she hadn't actually met him yet.

Once that had been taken care of, we all said goodbye and got in our cars to head home. On the way, Ethan had some questions for me.

"Is Andrew going to stay over when he comes to our house?" he wanted to know.

"No, they're just coming over to see where we live first and to meet everyone else," I replied. "Maybe he'll do that some other time."

"I hope so," Ethan responded, while looking slightly depressed. I guess he had been hoping Andrew was going to stay over right away.

When we got home, I took the boys directly upstairs so we could all take our shower. There wasn't a lot of talk tonight, except between Ethan and Marcus, as Ethan told him more about Andrew.

After putting them to bed, I went downstairs and finished the work I had left to do. Then I made sure Tyler had his homework done, before I sent him up to shower. It had been another long day and I was definitely ready to get some sleep.

Wednesday was even better at work and I began to suspect that maybe this beta project wasn't going to be so bad after all. Once the glitches had been worked out, most of the changes were invisible to us, except for the fact that we had to do a lot of our work twice. It only included what we entered into the computer, which was about half of what we did, since most of the rest was done on the phone or were simply clerical duties. I was actually feeling pretty good about things when it was time to go home, because I'd be there all evening. The Cochrans were going to pick up Tyler, so I wouldn't have to take him to his practice.

As we were eating, I asked Ethan and Marcus what they were going to do while Tyler was at practice. Marcus said he was going to go too, since Justin would be there as well, but Ethan was going to do the same things he'd done when Marcus was at practice. When the Cochrans stopped by to pick Tyler up, I went out to speak with them and discovered Cherie was the one hauling the boys around this time.

"Dylan asked me about Friday and I have no problem with it, as long as it's ok with you," she told me. "If we let the boys come over though, then Don and I insist that you let all three of your boys come over and stay with us on Saturday night. That will give you an evening to do whatever you want and we feel it is only fair, since you've given us so many nights alone."

I could tell she wasn't about to argue the point, so I agreed that would be fine. The boys had been listening from the car and reacted immediately to let us know they liked the idea too, so I just had to let Ethan know about it. I didn't feel he would mind, but I wanted to be sure.

When I went back inside, I headed to the family room first, so I could talk to Ethan. I told him what Cherie had said, but he wasn't as eager about doing this.

"What if Andrew can come over that night?" he asked in return.

"I don't think it will happen that quickly," I told him. "I think Andrew's mother just wants to stop by and check things out on Friday, but I doubt she'll let him stay over the next night. Maybe she'll let him stay over the following weekend or after school ends, but not on Saturday."

"Ok then," he reluctantly agreed. "I like spending time with Justin and Marcus too."

"I know you do, but we'll talk more about this Friday night, when Justin and Dylan are here too," I confirmed.

I went back to work on my computer for a while, but when I finished I went to spend a little more time with Ethan before the other boys got home. We were doing that when we heard the Cochran's car drive up, so we went out to greet the boys.

Cherie seemed to be in a hurry to get home, so I merely thanked her for picking up Tyler and Marcus. We then waved goodbye as she took her sons home. Then, I took Ethan and Marcus upstairs to shower.

"Justin said his parents want us to stay over at their house each time after Justin and Dylan stay over here with us," Marcus advised me. "They think they're being unfair to you because Justin and Dylan stay over here so much."

"Yes, I understand that's how they feel, so this must be how they intend to even things out in the future," I replied. "It might be good for you boys to get away for awhile and spend some time with them too."

"Ok, I just wanted to tell you that," Marcus added as we finished up.

After we'd showered and I'd put them to bed, I went to check on Tyler to see how he was doing. He said he had finished his homework earlier, so he was just going to go to bed now. When I said I was too, he asked if he could sleep with me.

"Only if it's just to sleep," I replied. "I'm tired and need my rest."

"Yeah, I'm tired too, but I always feel better when I sleep with you," Tyler replied, so I agreed to let him do it.

Even though I didn't want to admit it to him, I really enjoyed being able to cuddle with Tyler all night long too. It was almost as if he belonged by my side and it actually made me feel like we were an old married couple. There was just this familiarity of having him draped across my body, with his head on my shoulder that seemed so right. We both slept really well whenever we did this too, so I'd allow it almost as often as he wanted to do it.

On Thursday, my co-workers and I encountered a couple of new problems at work, but they were easily fixed so it wasn't a big deal. Once again, I didn't have that much work to take home with me, but tonight there would also be no practices for any of the boys. This meant we'd now have a night alone.

When I arrived at home later, I quickly sat down to finish up what I had left to do, while Marcus and Tyler finished their homework. I noticed Ethan was out in the back yard working on the batting tee again and marveled at how he was willing to do it alone. He would hit the Wiffle ball and then go chase it so he could do it again. It didn't discourage him that he was all alone and would have to get the ball after hitting it and I watched for a while as he continually hustled back and forth. I also noticed he was getting better at making contact and was generating a little more power with every swing.

When I called the boys to dinner later, Ethan came in all smiles and told me how much better he thought he was doing.

"I think that's great and I'm impressed with how hard you're working," I praised him. "You keep doing that and you'll turn out to be one of the best players on your team." He just smiled after I said this.

Once we'd finished eating and the boys had cleared the table, rinsed the dishes and loaded the dishwasher, I agreed to spend some time with them in the family room. They basically just wanted to cuddle as we watched something on TV, but that was fine with me. I loved spending time alone with them like this too.

After taking our shower and getting everyone in bed, I went around the house to make sure everything was shipshape for tomorrow evening. I knew Sally would be informally inspecting the place while I showed her around and I wanted the house to look good. It usually did, but I just wanted to make certain this time, seeing the outcome was so important to Ethan.

Once I felt everything looked great, I went up to bed too. It kind of felt weird and lonely without Tyler in there with me tonight, but I was tired and soon feel asleep. My last conscious thought was that it was strange that I was missing him so much, since we only slept together on occasion.

Friday went smoothly from the time we got up and it continued all throughout the day. I still had work to bring home when the workday ended, but I also had the entire weekend to complete it. It was a great feeling.

When I got home, I told the boys we were just going to eat a light meal, since they all had practice. I also advised them I'd fix them something more if they were hungry when they got home later. Don and Cherie were going to take Marcus and Tyler to their practices, while I took Ethan, and I was so glad I didn't have to run around to all those different practice fields.

Once the older boys had been picked up, Ethan and I got in the car and headed over to where his team was practicing. Andrew and Sally were already there when we arrived and Andrew came running over to greet us. Then he and Ethan walked onto the field and started warming up.

"Andrew really likes Ethan," Sally told me as soon as I sat down beside her. "I think that's great, because he really needs a good friend."

"Ethan feels the same way about Andrew," I assured her. "He's felt left out at home, since the other two have close friends that stay over a lot, and even though he gets along well with Marcus and his friend, it's just not the same. He still needs someone his age to be close with too."

"I'm hoping this works out for both of them then," she added. "I know Andrew is anxious to go to your house afterward. I told him it's just for a visit, but he's still excited about it."

"And Ethan is too," I assured her.

"Andrew could also use a strong male role model," she added, but I didn't know if it was a hint for me or not. "As his mother, that's not something I can do for him."

"No, it certainly isn't," I agreed, but I didn't know what else to say.

Sally and I watched the practice and it was looking as if our two might even become starters. Even though they were younger than some of the other kids, they were both doing quite well. It looked as if the coach would be playing Ethan at shortstop because of his fielding ability and good arm, while Andrew would be playing first base. This was because Andrew could catch the ball better than most of the others, but he was also left handed.

Before the practice ended, Sally suggested we should exchange telephone numbers and offered to give me hers. I entered it into my cell phone, but she wrote mine down in a small book she carried in her purse. When she did this, I noticed she was left handed as well, which explained Andrew's preference.

When practice ended, I had Sally and Andrew follow us to our house. I pulled the car into my usual spot in the driveway, so Sally could pull in behind me. The driveway was as wide as the two-car garage and deep enough to park an additional car behind each of ours. As she got out of her car, she looked at the house and spoke.

"You've got a really lovely place here," she remarked, while looking favorably at the exterior.

"It belonged to the boys' parents and they left it to me in their will," I informed her. "That way the boys could stay in the house where they'd grown up."

"I'm sure it made it a little easier for them to transition," she followed.

"Yes, it did. Come on and I'll give you a quick tour inside," I suggested. "We might be able to get through the entire place before the others arrive."

I led her and Andrew inside and began to show them around, but Andrew soon went off with Ethan. I noticed Sally was looking in every direction as we made our way around the house and she seemed pleased with what she saw. After we finished up on the first floor, she made a comment.

"It's a beautiful home and really neat and clean, considering there are four males living in it."

"Yes, not all y-chromosomes contain the messy gene," I teased back, which caused her to chuckle. "The boys help me take care of the place and are very good about doing it."

"Really? What do they do?" she wondered, while looking slightly confused.

"They each do several things," I answered. "They vacuum the rugs and help with the dusting. They also clear the table after meals, rinse off the dishes and load the dishwasher. In addition to that, they bring their clothes hampers downstairs on the weekend and Tyler, the oldest, helps me do the laundry. The boys then carry their clothes basket back to their room and put things away."

"And Ethan is able to do that too?" she countered, not quite believing.

"He sure does," I concurred. "He helps clean up after meals, brings his own hamper down on the weekend, although he slides it down the stairs, but then he carries it to the laundry room. He can't quite handle the laundry basket with the clean clothes by himself, but he and Marcus help each other carry them upstairs, with one on each handle. He also does some of the vacuuming and dusting too."

"Wow! I wish I could get Andrew to help me out like that," she stated, once she heard my answer.

"It was just a matter of convincing them that the more they do to help out, the more time I'll have to do things with and for them," I replied. "The boys also help with the yard work and they've even washed the cars with me too. They know if they do these things then I'll do special stuff for them in return, since it frees up some of my time."

"Do they help with the meals too?" she asked next.

"I do the cooking, but they set the table," I offered. "I pretty much take care of the kitchen and bathrooms; since I want to be sure they are clean."

Sally nodded her head in agreement, as I led her upstairs to show her the bedrooms. Ethan and Andrew were already in his room when we got there.

"And each of the boys has his own room too," she observed. "The rooms are all so big and the boys have a full-size bed as well. That's impressive."

"Yes, their parents did well when selecting this place and made sure the boys were set for when they got older too, so they only had to buy the furnishings once," I agreed. "It also works out when they have friends over, because they can both sleep together."

"I see and I'm sure Andrew would love that," she confirmed as we finished up and headed downstairs. A short time later, we heard a car pull up, so we went outside. It was Cherie with Justin and Marcus. I introduced them to each other and we chatted for a while, but the boys left and went inside.

"My boys spend a lot of time over here," Cherie admitted a few seconds later. "They both adore Blake and his nephews, but my husband and I are having his boys stay at our house tomorrow night. We felt it was the least we could do, after all the time he's given us to be alone."

"That's really nice of you," Sally remarked. A few seconds later Don pulled up in front of the house with the two older boys. I then introduced all of them as well, before Dylan and Tyler also raced inside.

The four of us chatted for a while longer, before Don and Cherie took off. Then, Sally and I went inside so she could get Andrew and go home.

"Thank you for inviting us over and you have a very lovely home," she told me before leaving. "I'm sure we'll be seeing more of you from now on."

"Can Andrew stay over sometime?" Ethan pressed before they left, since he hadn't heard anyone say anything about that yet.

"I'm sure we can work something out," she agreed, but without exactly making a firm commitment.

After she and Andrew went home, I went inside and rounded up all of the boys. I had something I wanted to discuss with them before I forgot.

"What's up, Uncle Blake?" Dylan asked, once we were all together.

"I just wanted to discuss some things about tomorrow night with you," I began. "You'll all be staying at Justin and Dylan's house and I wanted to make sure you all understood that you can't do the same things there that you do here."

"Why not?" Marcus immediately asked.

"I was just about to get to that," I replied, while giving him a dirty look. "First of all, you should all bathe or shower alone. Justin and Dylan have told you how Uncle Don feels about people being around other people when they're naked, so let's not give him anything to complain about. That means no experimenting with your penises or anything like that either."

"Do we get to sleep together?" Ethan followed.

"I'm not sure what the sleeping arrangements will be," I replied, as I looked over at Dylan.

"I have a big bed, so Tyler can sleep with me, but Justin just has a small bed," Dylan answered. "Mom said he could sleep with Marcus and Ethan in the guest room if they wanted, because there's a big bed in there. But they'll all have to wear pajamas."

"Ok, we can do that if we can sleep together," Ethan stated, while letting us all know this was very important to him.

"But why can't we do the other stuff?" Marcus pressed, since he didn't want it to be any different than what they did here.

"Let me put it this way," I replied. "If Uncle Don sees or hears about any of that stuff going on, then he may not let you boys stay over at their house again. He may also refuse to let Justin and Dylan stay over here with us as well. Do you want to take that chance?"

"No, I don't!" Dylan immediately answered. "Uncle Blake is right and my dad just might not let us come over any more if he thought we were all running around naked or doing stuff with each other."

"Ok, I don't want that to happen," Marcus agreed. "We won't do any of those things there then, but it won't be as much fun."

"Maybe not, but it will be a lot less fun if you boys aren't allowed to get together any longer," I pointed out, as I tried to make sure the boys understood.

"Can we have Dylan and Justin wash us in the shower tonight then?" Justin asked next. "If we can't do it at our house, then I want to do it here."

"And is that all you want to do or is there something more that you're hoping for?" I followed, since this sounded too simple for me to buy at face value.

"I was hoping that maybe they'd let us do the same thing to them again, like we did the last time," Justin added, as he looked at Dylan and Tyler.

"We only agreed to do it with you the last time just so you'd see what it was like," Dylan replied. "We aren't going to do this all the time from now on."

"I know, but I want to do it with you this time," Justin stated, as he looked at his brother. His facial expression was pleading with Dylan to please say 'yes'.

"I don't know if I want you touching me like that," Dylan immediately responded. "We're brothers!"

"So? We're not gonna get married or nothin' like that," Justin shot back. "I just want to see what it's like to make you shoot that stuff too."

"Hang on a second and let me talk to Dylan about this," Tyler interjected, since he wanted to give Dylan his take on this too. "We'll be right back."

Tyler then dragged Dylan a short distance away so they could discuss this in private.

"It's just so they can learn and it won't be like what we do with each other, but we'll also tell him this is the very last time they can do it with either of us," Tyler explained. "I told you before that I'd let Marcus and Ethan do it to me one time, as long as it was just to learn, so just don't make such a big deal about it."

"Ok, I guess you're right, but I want Uncle Blake in there too," Dylan insisted. "They won't get carried away if he's in there with us."

Dylan and Tyler then came back and explained what they had agreed to do. Once the little ones promised to follow the rules, they all went to the various bedrooms to get undressed before heading over to the master bath. I joined them again, since that's what the older pair wanted.

As soon as Tyler adjusted the water temperature, the boys then stepped into the shower stall together. Dylan still seemed a little reluctant to participate, because he pulled away briefly when Justin reached for his family jewels. Eventually, he relaxed and allowed his brother to grab his penis. Justin was as happy as a kid in a candy store; as he began to eagerly stroke his brother's slowly inflating boyhood. Tyler arranged Marcus and Ethan the same way Dylan had done the previous time, so they could masturbate him together.

All three boys had fun doing this, but I could tell the older boys were enjoying it as well. Tyler and Dylan basically had their eyes closed and their mouths hung open slightly, as the little ones jerked them off. The older pair also began to groan as they got closer to ejaculating, which alerted the little ones that it was about to happen. I'm not sure if Justin and Marcus had talked this over beforehand or not, but each boy reached out to catch some of the semen in his hand. They then played with it for a short time, testing it's texture, putting it up to their nose to see how it smelled and I think they might have even tasted it as well, but I couldn't really be sure. Then, both boys rinsed their hands off in the spray, before Dylan and Tyler returned the favor.

After that had been accomplished, Dylan and Tyler washed the boys next and then the younger trio stepped out so I could dry them off. As I was doing this, I offered them a word of advice.

"You've been able to do this with both of the older boys now, so don't ask again," I warned them. "They've been good about giving you a chance to do it, so just thank them and don't push your good luck."

Once they agreed, I had them go put on their pajamas, while Dylan and Tyler finished their shower. After I tucked the little ones in bed, I went back to my bedroom and found Dylan and Tyler waiting for me.

"Ok, it wasn't too bad, but it did feel a little strange when Justin first started touching me there," Dylan explained. "I'm glad we won't have to do that with them again though."

"I think Marcus and Justin even tasted our cum," Tyler pointed out. "I know they felt and smelled it, but I think they tasted it too."

"I believe you may be right about that, because I thought I noticed it as well," I agreed. "I'm sure it was just to satisfy their curiosity about it though."

Once we finished this discussion, I kissed the boys goodnight and waited for them to go over to Tyler's room.

"Seeing we gave in to the younger boys tonight and let them do that, will you give in to us and let us sleep with you?" Dylan asked, while looking at me apprehensively.

"You know I have to get up early to take Ethan, Justin and Marcus to their practices again," I pointed out. "The practice times are the same as they were last week."

"We know and we want to go too," Dylan replied. "So can we?"

"Just to sleep?" I asked, while eyeing him suspiciously.

"Yeah, just to sleep," he agreed. "We already got off."

"I'm beginning to think the only reason you gave in to the little ones and let them do that to you was so you could use it to convince me to give in to you," I teased in response.

"Maybe, so can we?" Dylan persisted.

"I suppose it would be alright," I agreed. "Just let me get ready for bed first."

At that point, I hurried through my nightly ritual and came out to get in bed with them. There was one on each side again and once more they didn't bother to put anything on first. As usual, I spent the first few minutes with them poking me in the thighs with their erections, but then their penises gradually deflated, as the boys fell asleep cuddled against me. I'm beginning to think this isn't so bad after all.

I got up even earlier on Saturday morning than I had the previous week; because I remembered there was something else I needed to do. I told Dylan and Tyler they could stay in bed a little longer and I'd wake them when I woke their brothers. They thought that was a good idea and went back to sleep, this time cuddling with each other. I went downstairs, got on my personal computer and then spent quite a bit of time creating a document. I then began printing out a bunch of copies, because I would need them later.

Once I finished, I went upstairs and woke the boys. I told them to get dressed and bring all of their gear down with them again, so we could leave right after we ate. They agreed to do as I'd asked, so I went to the kitchen and began fixing their breakfast. Since the boys basically inhale their food, we were done in no time at all.

Once we got to where Ethan's practice was being held, he raced over to warm up with his teammates, while the other boys sat in the stands with me. The older pair advised me that they wanted to go to Justin and Marcus' practice again, just like they had the previous week. I said that would be fine and they could keep an eye on their brothers for me, while I came back here to pick up Ethan.

Sally and Andrew showed up a couple of minutes later and Sally came over to sit next to me again.

"At least today I don't have to rush off," she announced, after we'd exchanged greetings.

"Unfortunately, I do," I responded. "I have to take the next older group to their practice, so would you mind keeping an eye on Ethan for me while I'm gone?"

"I'd be happy to do it," she agreed, which took care of my problem about leaving Ethan alone.

We left Ethan's practice early enough so I could get Marcus and Justin to their practice with time to spare. After I felt they were set, I mentioned something to the coach before I returned to Ethan's practice. His team was still working with Coach Lucas when I got there, so I sat down next to Sally again. We talked as we watched the boys and commented about how well they seemed to be doing.

When the practice ended, Sally and I said goodbye to each other and set off in different directions, with our sons in tow. She was going home, while I was heading over to the next practice field. When Ethan and I got out of the Outback, I grabbed the items I'd put in there specifically for today and took them with me, as Ethan and I strode over and sat down in the bleachers to watch the rest of the practice. When the team was done for the day, Coach Howard signaled me to come over to join him. As I was approaching the field, I could hear what he was saying to the team.

"Marcus' uncle has asked to speak with you before I let you go, so here he is," the coach announced. I stood in front of the boys and began to address them.

"Next weekend, on Sunday, I'm having a birthday party for Marcus and you're all invited," I told them and immediately I saw their faces light up. "You'll be coming to our house first, but then I'll be taking you to Pirates Cove Adventure Golf. I have already called and made arrangements for such a large group and we'll all play a round of miniature golf there before returning to our house. I'll pass out the invitations, which have all of the information about the date and times. The invitations also has our address and phone numbers on them, so I want you to give these to your parents."

I then handed each boy one of the invitations and watched as they went off to meet up with their moms and dads. A few of the parents came back to speak with me about this before they left and I happily answered all of their questions. Marcus was excited too, because this was news to him as well. I hadn't told him exactly what I was going to do for his party, since I knew each of the boys would be having their first baseball games the following Saturday. I also handed Dylan an invitation, since I expected him to come as well, not just his brother.

After everything had been taken care of, I took the boys out for lunch next, before driving them over to the last practice field. We were a little early getting there, so the boys decided to play catch with each other while we waited for the rest of Dylan and Tyler's team to arrive. When Coach Washington showed up, he came over to speak with me.

"At our last practice, Curtis, Tyler and Dylan all told me how you worked with the backup catcher on their school team and helped to make him a lot better," he began. "Would you be willing to help me with Zach, our returning catcher? I know he could use some help too, but I have so many other things to work on with the rest of the team that it's hard for me to find time to give him individual instruction."

"I'd be willing to do that if Zach is willing to have me work with him," I agreed. "Did you plan to do this today?"

"Yes, if you have the time," he confirmed. "I'll also ask if anyone wants to be the backup catcher and you can work with both of them at the same time, while I work with the rest of the team."

"Sure, that's fine with me, as long as the boys have no problem with it," I concurred.

After Coach Washington called the team together and spoke with them briefly, he sent Zach over and a 13-year-old named Darren, who'd volunteered to be the backup catcher, to work with me. I asked if they were wearing cups, but Darren wasn't even sure what I meant, so Zach explained it to him briefly. Since only Zach had one on, I wouldn't be able to do as much with Darren. He had only just volunteered to do this, so I told him to have his parents buy him a jock strap with a cup before their next practice. It was a league rule that all catchers wear one.

After that was settled, I showed them how to get in a proper stance and began working with them just as I had done with Carlos. I had them put on the gear, one at a time, and get in the stance I'd demonstrated for them. Then, I made sure they were able to move quickly and easily in every direction, so they could get to any errant throws. More importantly, however, I wanted to make certain they could block balls in the dirt and prevent them from getting by.

At this level of play, a great deal of a team's success depends upon how well the catcher can keep runners from advancing once they get on base. In order to do this, it is essential for the catcher to reduce the number of pass balls and increase his ability to stop wild pitches with men on base. Since the base runners can leadoff at this level, the catcher's job is most important; because he can reduce the number of times the runners advance a base on a pass ball or wild pitch.

I worked with that pair until the coach called them over to join the rest of the team, although I had taken it a little easier on Darren because he didn't have a cup. Then, Coach Washington divided the 14 boys into two teams for a scrimmage. The coach told them he would pitch for both sides, so there would be eight on a side, including him, so each team would be playing one man short in the field.

When I heard what he was planning to do, I motioned Coach Washington to come over and mentioned to him about Darren not having a cup on, so he probably shouldn't catch. The coach said that wasn't a problem, because he had a couple of new ones in the trunk of his car that he had purchased in case a situation like this presented itself. He gave me the key to his trunk, told me which car was his and asked me to take Darren over to get it and have him put it on.

After finding his car and pulling out the required item, I handed it to Darren and told him he could put it on in the men's room. He looked at me funny for a few seconds and then spoke.

"Will you show me how to do it?" he wanted to know. "I've never worn one of these before."

"It's not that hard, so I'm sure you'll be able to figure it out," I replied, since I wasn't sure how his parents might react if they learned I had assisted him later.

"Please!" he whined, while giving me his best puppy-dog face. I still wasn't sure I should do this, but I eventually gave in.

"Do I put it on over my underwear are underneath?" he wanted to know. That was a fair question, so I answered him.

"Most boys put it on without underwear, but you can wear your underwear over it if you want," I replied and he shook his head.

We walked together to the men's room and I opened the box and pulled the jock and cup out. The cup wasn't in the pouch yet, so I decided to show him how to put it in and then how it snapped into place, so it didn't fall out later. Then, I explained briefly how he should slip his legs into the straps and pull it up to cover his boy parts. When I went to hand it to him, he'd already pulled off his pants and underwear and was standing next to me, naked from the waist down.

Mildly surprised that he had done this in front of me, a total stranger, I handed him the jock and watched as he put it on. I couldn't help but notice that he was circumcised, but just in the very early stages of puberty. He only had a few stray hairs sprouting above his penis, which was in that in between stage of growth. He didn't seem to give it a second thought that I was watching him and even asked if he was putting it on correctly. After I assured him he was, he finished up and then put his underwear and pants on over it and we walked back so he could scrimmage.

I thought this would be an interesting test for the boys, seeing the coach had seemed to split the teams up fairly evenly. He had put a starter at one position on the first team and then the backup for that same position on the other team. After that, he reversed the process and put the backup at the next position on the first team and the starter for that position on the second team. I'm not sure who was going to be considered the starter or backup player, but Dylan and Tyler were playing shortstop on opposite teams.

It was an interesting scrimmage and I wasn't sure if Coach Washington was doing it intentionally or not, but he threw quite a few pitches in the dirt, so we got to see if either catcher was able to block them. To our surprise and delight, both catchers did fairly well and kept quite a few of the balls from getting by them. Even though they hadn't done badly, I knew there was a lot more work to be done and was hoping we could get them to do even better as the season progressed.

After they finished, Coach Washington came over to speak with me again.

"I'm not sure what you did, but that's the best I've seen Zach do and he played for me last year too," he confessed. "He was moving better behind the plate and stopped more bad pitches than I would have expected."

"Were you doing it on purpose, throwing those balls in the dirt like that?" I asked next.

"Some of them, but not all," the coach admitted with a sly grin. "I've never seen Darren catch before, so I'm not sure if he was that good already or if you helped him improve too. I'll have to ask him if he'd ever caught before today, but I just want to thank you for what you did. Feel free to give them more pointers at any time."

"Thanks and I'll keep that in mind," I responded.

I then rounded up all of the boys going with me and took them back to our place. I had them clean up first, since I knew they'd rather do that here than at the Cochran's house. It also might prevent a mistake from happening there as well. I then had my three put on clean clothes and pack up what they were going to take with them, before I drove them over to spend the night with Uncle Don and Aunt Cherie. I also talked with Don and Cherie briefly before I left.

"I hope you're ready for this," I teased. "Oh and your boys have invitations to Marcus' tenth birthday party, which will be held a week from tomorrow. It will be at our house and Pirate's Cove Adventure Golf course in Duluth."

"I'm sure the boys will enjoy that, but won't it be a bit expensive for you to pay for all of them?" she wanted to know.

"Maybe a little, but their parents left me in good shape. I just want to make sure the boys have a childhood they'll remember for the good times they had, not only that it was when their parents died," I replied.

She seemed to understand, so I said goodbye to all of them and headed home alone.

I quickly finished up the work I'd brought home with me, but the house seemed especially lonely after that. I felt totally lost and wandered aimlessly from room to room, until I decided to go out to eat, just so there would be other people around. I know Don and Cherie had hoped that I'd use the time to get out and meet someone and even hinted that Sally and I might hit it off. This was good in a way, since it meant they definitely didn't know I was gay. I was well aware of how Don felt about that issue and didn't want him to stop his boys from hanging around with mine merely because of my sexual orientation.

When I got back from dinner, I took some time to add the boys next practice dates and times to my calendar, since we'd been told about them earlier in the day. Monday through Wednesday would be the same as they were this past week, but then all of the boys would practice on Thursday, instead of Friday this week. It was because the league was having a parade Friday night, with all the boys marching in it with their teams, and then two teams from the oldest league would play a game under the lights. The rest of the teams would play on Saturday, once again at different fields, but this might create a slight problem for me, if any of the games went into extra innings.

After I finished doing that, I tried to watch TV for a while, but I soon became disinterested in what was on and grew so bored that I could hardly stand it. I wasn't used to not having the boys around, so I wasn't sure if Cherie and Don's new plan to swap nights with me was going to be a good thing or not. Unless I found something else to occupy my time, it definitely didn't appear as if it was going to be an advantage for me.

Even though I often slept alone, I had a great deal of trouble falling asleep tonight. Maybe it was because I was getting used to having Tyler or even Dylan and Tyler sleeping with me on the weekend, but I tossed and turned for a couple of hours before I finally dozed off. Damn, this was torture and not a gift, at least as far as I was concerned.

When I woke up the next morning, my first instinct was to wake the boys and fix them breakfast, but they weren't here. Instead, I went down to the kitchen alone and merely grabbed a bowl of cereal, since I didn't feel like cooking for just myself. I certainly hoped that Don and Cherie didn't offer to do this very often, because I wasn't sure if I could take much more of this.

I then went upstairs and got each boy's hamper and brought it downstairs so I could start the wash. I felt I could have a good share of it done by the time they got home, but I wasn't sure what time the Cochrans were planning on bringing them back. I had enough to do though, so I merely keep busy until the boys arrived.

Don and Cherie showed up with them just after 3:00 and I was glad to see everyone again. The Cochrans told me the boys had been well behaved and they'd enjoyed having them. That made me feel good, but I certainly didn't want to do this again right away. They also asked if I'd had a good night, but I didn't want to tell them the truth. I merely said I went out to eat and got to do some things I hadn't done in a while. They took that as a positive sign, but I wondered what they would have thought if I'd told them what I'd actually done.

Once the Cochrans left to return home, the boys followed me inside. As soon as we entered the foyer, I told them that I'd really missed them and asked how their night went.

"It was ok, but not as much fun as when we're here," Marcus quickly replied.

"Yeah, it wasn't too bad though," Tyler agreed. "We only spent a little time with Dylan's parents and played a game with them, but then we went off to do our own thing, so we had a pretty good time."

"Aunt Cherie's a good cook," Ethan chimed in. "She made 'ghetti and meatballs for dinner and she made some bread too."

"It was garlic bread and it was good," Tyler added, to support his little brother's claim. "She made us grilled ham and cheese sandwiches with a pasta salad for lunch earlier."

"I'm glad you boys had a good time and ate well, but I'm happy to have you back home," I confessed. "I've got to go do the grocery shopping now, so what do you say about joining me."

"Can I stay here? I've got some homework and studying to do. Finals are this week," Tyler advised me.

"Sure, I think Ethan, Marcus and I can handle it on our own. Right guys?" I asked and they both nodded in agreement.

We actually ran into a couple of the boys' teammates at the grocery store, since they were there shopping with their parents. We all said hello and spoke briefly, before we continued to pick up the items we needed. I didn't usually run into people I knew when I was out shopping, since I hadn't lived in this area before I moved in with the boys. As far as I knew, only a couple of my co-workers lived nearby, so this was kind of a nice change of pace. Meeting new people through the boys might even prove to be an asset.

When we got back to the house, Tyler was still up in his room studying, so Marcus and Ethan helped me bring everything inside and put it away. I'd picked up a special treat for the boys to have later, after dinner, so I asked what they wanted to do until then. They thought maybe we could watch a movie or something on TV, so I went with them to the family room. They quickly found something they wanted to see and I sat with them on the couch. I held one in each arm while they leaned against me and I think they kind of liked the fact that Tyler wasn't with us at the moment, so they had me all to themselves.

After dinner, I gave each of the boys the chocolate éclair I'd bought for them earlier. Then, I sat down with them so we could discuss the upcoming week. It was the last full week of school, since all classes would end a week from Wednesday, and I wanted to know if anything special was planned at their schools. I certainly wanted to be there if there were any special events or ceremonies scheduled to take place.

In addition to that, I wanted to talk about how we were going to handle them being home all summer while I was at work.

"I can watch my brothers, just like I did before baseball started," Tyler insisted.

The thing was, I wasn't exactly ready to leave them home alone all day without any adult supervision. I trusted them to be by themselves for short periods of time, but I definitely didn't feel comfortable with them being alone for the entire day. If I worked closer to home I might feel differently, but my job was about thirty miles away. That was too far for me to get here quickly if there was an emergency and it would be like that for the entire summer. I just wasn't comfortable approving of something this drastic quite yet.

"What if we do this instead?" I asked, trying to offer a bit of a compromise after we'd had a fairly lengthy discussion. "I'll let you boys sleep in each morning and then Tyler can fix everyone breakfast before you go over to the Riordan's house for the rest of the day. I'll leave things Tyler can easily prepare for the three of you to eat once you get up, but then you'll spend the day next door. I'll tell Mrs. Riordan that she can let you come home at the same time as you did during the school year though, so you'll be here when I get home."

After making these concessions, I got the boys to agree to let Mrs. Riordan watch them again. As soon as that had been taken care of, I went next door to speak with Brenda about it. She was fine with the idea and we agreed on an amount I would pay her for doing this, with enough to cover their lunches as well. I also explained the details the boys and I had settled on and told her I didn't like the idea of making the boys get up early just to go over to her place. She said she understood and then I advised her that she could let them return home at the usual time later. Once this was taken care of, I thanked her and went back to the house and confirmed it with the troops.

Since that issue had been handled, I took Ethan and Marcus upstairs for their shower and then put them to bed. Tyler was just coming back from taking his shower when I was returning from Marcus' bedroom.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" he asked, and then he tried to butter me up with some kisses and hugs.

"I think I'd like that," I quickly agreed. "It was kind of lonely last night without any of you boys here."

"What? No argument this time?" Tyler quipped. "Maybe I'll like staying at Dylan's house once in a while, if you're going to be like this when I get back. Will you help me with this too?" he followed, as he removed his towel and exposed his erection.

"I suppose I could do that as well," I concurred.

"Damn, this is great! I like it when you're this way! You must have really missed us, well missed me last night," he squealed, as he grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the bed.

"That I did, but hang on. I have to get ready first," I advised him, as I headed into the master bath to do my thing.

When I came out a couple of minutes later, Tyler was sprawled out on the bed with his legs splayed wide, waiting for me to service him. To tell you the truth, it was a beautiful sight and I wouldn't mind coming to bed and seeing this same sight every night.

I gave Tyler the full treatment tonight. After laying down beside him, I began kissing him passionately. I had kissed Tyler before, but not like this. Tonight there was a need, a lust that I was trying to fill, and Tyler was about to be my lover for the night, maybe longer.

Tyler was just as eager to kiss me, as I was to kiss him, and we tongue dueled for quite some time, before I moved down to his neck for a while and then I began to work on his ears. Tyler was moaning and squirming beneath me and I could tell he was enjoying this a great deal. After paying those areas more than a sufficient amount of attention, I worked my way down to his breast. I then suckled on, tweaked and nipped those tiny nubs for a while, before I began to slide down his chest.

When I reached his waist, I got up and moved between his legs. I didn't usually do it this way and normally would've just worked on his genitals from the side, but this time I had even more in mind for him. As soon as I was between his legs, I lifted them up and pushed them toward his chest, as I exposed his pink, puckered hole. It was winking at me as I lowered my head and touched it with my tongue for the very first time. Tyler's body twitched when I did this, probably more out of surprise than anything else, but then he relaxed again as I began to rim him. This time, Tyler's body began to shiver as I ran my tongue all around that area, and although he'd never had this done to him before, he seemed to be thoroughly enjoying it.

I lathed the entire area around that most private opening for quite some time, while also working my oral muscle in and out of his virgin hole. Sure, Tyler had been using dildos prior to this, but that was the only thing that had ever been in there, other than my fingers, and possibly his own, at least before my tongue had begun invading it. He was cooing, moaning and trembling all over as I did this, but he was also thrusting his hips toward me to match my efforts.

I continued working on him like this for quite a while and then I lifted my head up slightly, as I worked my way from his hole and up to his scrotum. I bathed the entire area with my tongue and toyed with the delicate marbles contained within his fleshy sack for a short time, before I licked my way up his shaft. Tyler's hips were bouncing up and down on the mattress now, in anticipation of my swallowing his blood-engorged organ. When I finally did that, he thrust his hips upward and jammed his penis as far into my throat as it would go.

Once I got him to calm down slightly, I started bobbing up and down on his shaft. My lips and tongue were working overtime on it, as they teased and pleased him at the same time. Tyler began bucking upward to meet my movements again and before much longer was spraying my throat with his juices. It was a rather big load for him, at least when compared to what he normally produced, so I wasn't sure if it was due to my expert treatment on him tonight or the result of his lack of being able to do anything with Dylan the previous evening. Finally, he collapsed upon the bed and laid there motionless for a while.

"Man, if that's how you're going to treat me after I'm away for the night, then I'm going to stay over at someone's house more often," he offered. "That was incredible and I loved every minute of it."

After saying this, he hopped up on his knees so he could hug and kiss me again. His kisses were even more aggressive and passionate than before and he was the most turned on I'd ever seen him, even though he'd already cummed. I think my barriers were beginning to crumble as well and I was becoming more and more willing to do this with him all of the time. For now though, I'd just do it with him once in a while, but I knew I was becoming just as hooked as he was.

Tyler then laid down and cuddled against me, as he draped his body over mine as he usually did. We then slept peacefully for the rest of the night, both completely content, even though I hadn't had an orgasm of my own.

When the alarm went off on Monday morning, I woke Tyler and got him moving first, before I went to wake up his brothers. I didn't want either Ethan or Marcus to become suspicious about what Tyler and I had done the night before, so I hustled him off to his own room. I didn't think they'd figure out what we'd been up to, and I wasn't ready to answer the questions they might ask if they did. Trying to act as normal as usual, I got the boys ready for school, fixed their breakfast and sent them off on the bus.

All day long my mind kept drifting to Tyler, while images of our encounter the previous evening kept replaying in my brain. Even though I was mildly distracted by this, I still got most of my work done, but I took the rest home to finish up later. That wasn't a problem, however, since I didn't have to take any of the boys to practice this evening. Don and Cherie were picking up Marcus for me, although I expected Dylan would be staying at our house, so he could study with Tyler. They'd be doing their own thing though, so it shouldn't be a problem.

Things happened just the way I'd expected, so once Marcus left, I got busy on the computer, while Tyler and Dylan studied and Ethan went to the family room to watch the Disney channel. When Marcus returned home later and Dylan had gone home with his parents, I took Ethan and Marcus upstairs for their shower and got them ready for bed. Once Tyler and I had also gone through our nightly rituals, I let him sleep with me again. There was no sex this time, but I knew doing this would help him get a good night's sleep and I wanted him at his best when he took his tests the following day.

Tuesday was pretty much a repeat of Monday at work, except my mind wasn't filled with visions of Tyler. When I finally arrived home later, I fixed dinner and took Ethan to his practice. Marcus went with us, but Tyler stayed home so he could study again. I had no problem with that and took the other pair to the practice field. Sally didn't stay to watch this time, because she said she had too much to do at home, so I promised to keep an eye on Andrew for her. I even offered to drop him off afterward, so she thanked me and gave me her address.

After the practice, I was convinced Ethan and Andrew would be starting on Saturday, which made me feel good for both of them. I didn't say anything to either one about it though, in case I was mistaken. Then we drove Andrew home and I walked him to his door to make sure he made it inside. Sally thanked me again and invited me in, but I told her I had three boys to get to bed, since they still had school the following day. She said she understood and didn't feel slighted, so I told her I would see her at the next practice.

Once again, I showered with the little ones and then tucked them into bed, but I also let Tyler sleep with me again. He really liked this idea and thought maybe I'd let him do it every night from now on, but I told him it was only to help him do well on his finals. He was mildly disappointed, but said it was still better than before.

Wednesday was basically a repeat of the previous two days and Don and Cherie picked Tyler up and took him to practice for me. Marcus went with them too, since Justin was also going with them, but Ethan wanted to stay home. I think he felt he'd rather get a little extra attention from me, rather than spending more time with the others. For that reason, I held him on my lap the entire time after I had finished my work, as we watched the Disney channel together.

When the other boys got home, we went through our normal nightly routine again and just as soon as the little ones were in bed, Tyler rushed over to spend the rest of the night with me. Even though I told him this was just temporary, I knew I was going to miss doing this as much as he would, because it helped me get a good night's rest too.

Thursday started off just like all of the other days this week. I got the boys off to school in the morning and then I headed in to work. The workday, however, turned out to be a little different. The company that had developed the accounting program we'd been using had discovered another potential problem and had sent an additional fix that our IT department was currently trying to add. This meant they needed us to stay off of the beta system for a while longer, so they could work on it. It wasn't too big of a deal, although it meant we'd have more to catch up on later. The boss said we could do most of it on Friday and then everyone would come in on Saturday to finish up.

This immediately set alarm bells off for me, because my entire weekend was already fully booked. After I explained to my boss about the boys' baseball games on Saturday and that Marcus' birthday party was already scheduled for Sunday, he agreed to let me finish up what I needed to get done from home. I was certainly grateful he was allowing me to do this.

I knew I was seriously behind when I left work that night, but I was also told not to get on the beta system from home this evening, because the IT department would still be working on it. That was fine with me, except it would put me even further behind, but it actually wouldn't have made a difference. I still had the boys final practices this evening, so that would have taken up most of my time anyway.

After we finished eating, the boys got ready and Don and Cherie showed up to pick up the oldest two. Don took Dylan and Tyler with him, while Cherie took Justin and Marcus with her. After they left, Ethan and I headed over to his practice.

When Sally showed up, she apologized and asked if I could watch Andrew for her again. I told her I'd be happy to and even offered to drop him off afterward. She thanked me and then raced off to do whatever it was she had to take care off.

Coach Lucas only held a short practice tonight, since he just wanted to get the team ready for Saturday's game, without working on anything new. That was fine with me, although I wondered if Sally would be there when we arrived. She was, so I dropped Andrew off and still got home well in advance of the others.

When Marcus and Tyler arrived, I had them all get ready for bed. After getting the little ones cleaned up, I tucked them into bed and kissed them goodnight. Tyler automatically showed up in my room again, just as soon as he knew his brothers were asleep, and then he spent the night cuddled against me. Damn, I really loved doing this with him.

Friday, after I got the boys off to school, I drove into work as usual. We were immediately informed that the beta system was up and running again, but we soon discovered there were new problems that would need to be addressed first. This meant the IT department would have to take the beta system offline again, while they tried to correct the various issues we had just discovered.

The head of the IT department called just before noon and told our boss we could start using the beta system again. Since we had so much to do, most of the others decided to work through their lunch hour today. They opted to order take out from a nearby restaurant and then sent one of the staff over to pick it up. I decided I might as well order something too and then we all ate at our desks while we worked on the computer.

When it was time for me to leave later, I realized I had a lot to do at home before Monday. I couldn't think about that now though, because I had to rush to pick up the boys. Before they'd left for school that morning, I told them to be dressed in their uniforms and ready to leave by the time I got there, so we'd have time to run out and eat first, before the parade started. They had done as I'd asked, because they were excited about the parade too, so I drove them over to the diner to chow down.

Our usual waitress wasn't there tonight and one of the others greeted us as we entered. The manager then came out to say hello.

"I see you boys are all in your uniforms tonight. Do you have a game or something?" he asked next.

"A parade," Ethan and Marcus both answered.

"All of the summer leagues are having a joint parade tonight and then the boys will have their first game tomorrow," I clarified.

"Good luck then and I hope you win," the manager added, while grinning broadly.

After we finished eating, I hustled over and parked near where the parade would be ending, near one of the ball fields, and then we walked to where it was going to form up. The teams were lining up according to age, from the youngest to oldest leagues, and each coach was organizing his team the way he felt best. Each league would line up with the various teams in the same order they had finished the previous season, from the first place team leading the group and then on back to the team that came in last. This meant Ethan and Marcus' teams would be somewhere in the back half of their leagues, while Tyler's team would be pulling up the rear of that particular group.

I stayed with Ethan and had Tyler walk Marcus back to where his team was getting organized. Then, Tyler kept on going until he'd joined up with his own team. There were a great many people wandering around, since most of the players' parents were also there, along with grandparents, other relatives, friends and curious spectators, so I didn't think I'd find Sally, Cherie or Don easily. I was right and didn't run across any of them until the very end, when they showed up to pick up their sons too.

No one was staying with anyone else tonight, but I suggested to Don and Cherie that they might let their sons stay over with us the following night. That way, they wouldn't have to bring them to our house for Marcus' birthday party on Sunday. They said that would be fine and they'd bring everything the boys would need to their games, so they could transfer it to our car before we left. Now that everything was set, I led my three over to the Outback and took them home.

Tyler had wanted to stay and watch the older boys play their game, but I told him I had brought work home that I needed to get done. I also explained that this was going to be a very busy weekend, so I'd have to do it when I could, which meant doing some of it when we got back later. He didn't put up a fuss and we left a few minutes after that.

When we returned home from the parade, Marcus asked if he could speak with me alone. I wasn't sure what this was about, but I took him to my office and closed the door. "What's up?" I asked, as soon as we were by ourselves.

"Uncle Blake, is it wrong that I'm looking forward to my birthday party and I'm really excited about it?" he asked. The expression on his face told me he wasn't in a good mood.

"No, of course not, sport. Why should it?" I countered, hoping to draw him out.

"Because mommy and daddy won't be there," he basically whispered, as his head hung facing the floor. "They were at all of my other parties and I really miss them, so is it wrong that I'm glad all my friends will be at my birthday party?"

I could only look at him with a great deal of empathy, because I could almost feel the internal struggle he was dealing with. Therefore, I thought very carefully about my answer before saying anything, because I wanted to put him at ease and not make matters worse.

"Marcus, your mommy and daddy would want you to be excited about this," I answered, doing my best to assure him. "They'd want you to have the best time possible at your party and they wouldn't want you to be sad that they aren't with you."

"Really? You think they'd want me to be excited and have fun?" he asked, while looking up at my face with a hopeful expression.

"Absolutely, sport!" I said with as much conviction as I could manage. "I'm positive they wouldn't want you thinking about them or being sad at all. They would want you to have the best time possible and have a wonderful birthday."

Suddenly, his face brightened and a smile gradually replaced the frown that had been there moments before. "Thanks, Uncle Blake. That makes me feel a lot better and I don't feel so guilty now," he stated, just before he took off for his bedroom.

I felt as if I'd just dodged a bullet and was glad that Marcus had accepted my version of things. Now, I had to go upstairs and get the boys ready for bed. After getting the little ones cleaned up and tucked in, I went down to the dining room and got busy. I worked for over an hour, until I reached a good place to stop. I then went upstairs to get ready for bed and saw Tyler waiting for me in my room, as I headed toward the master bath.

"You don't mind if I sleep with you again, do you?" he asked, although he already knew the answer to his question.

"No, it's fine," I assured him, as I went into the bathroom to start my nightly ritual.

When I finished, I crawled into bed beside him and Tyler slid toward me, like a piece of metal being drawn toward a powerful magnet. He cuddled against my side as he usually did and we soon drifted off to sleep. We had a big day ahead of us and it would keep me running nearly the entire time.

Just as soon as I got the boys up and dressed for their big day, I had them grab everything they would need and loaded it into the Outback. We were going to be gone for hours and I wouldn't have time to make emergency trips back home to get things later, so the boys had to make certain they had it all with them now. We also swung by to pick up Justin and Dylan, because they wanted to watch Ethan play as well. Once they were in the Outback, we set out for the field where Ethan's team would be playing.

When we got to that location, Ethan went off to let his coach know he had arrived, while the boys and I found seats in the bleachers. I sat down on the third row, while the boys moved higher up in the stands. They wanted to be able to see over any people that might walk between the bleachers and the field during the game, so they wouldn't miss any of the action.

When Sally and Andrew arrived, I saw her accompany Andrew over to the coach and then she walked toward the bleachers. I waved at her, so she came over and sat down beside me. We were discussing how excited the two boys were about this game, when suddenly she changed her focus.

"Blake, I'd like to introduce you to someone," she announced, as she looked over my shoulder. She had obviously noticed a person she knew that was approaching from the other side, so I turned in that direction as well. "This is my sister, Ann, and she's coming to watch Andrew play too."

When I saw who she was referring to, my mouth dropped open. I wasn't anticipating it would be someone I knew.

"I certainly didn't expect to see you here," I said, as soon as I recognized the individual.

"I thought I might see you around. In fact I was looking for you and the boys last night at the parade, but I didn't expect to find you sitting with my sister," she replied. "I guess I must have been too focused on Andrew to notice your youngest one in the same group."

"Do you two know each other?" Sally asked, totally confused.

"Yes, he and his sons come into the diner at least once a week," Ann answered. "They sometimes bring the boys' friends with them too and they are all the most polite, well mannered and best behaved youngsters I've ever had the pleasure of serving. In fact, my manager took a picture of them and hung it on the wall by the cash register with a sign that states they are our 'Most Outstanding Customers'."

"That's certainly a glowing endorsement and from someone I know and trust too," Sally responded. "I certainly don't have any problems with Andrew hanging out with your family in the future after hearing that."

"No, sis, you shouldn't have any problems with doing that at all," Ann agreed. "In fact, Andrew might pick up a few things from his boys. By the way, where are they?"

"If you look a few rows higher up, I'm sure you'll spot them," I answered. "That would be all except Ethan, the youngest, who will be out on the field playing with your nephew."

Ann looked behind us and spotted the boys quickly. They had obviously been watching us as well, because they all started waving at her when she located them. She immediately smiled and waved in return, pleased by their acknowledgment.

"And they've got their friends with them too," she added, as she turned back to us.

"Yes, those boys spend a lot of time with us too and their parents are going to help me get the two older ones to their games and practices when there are conflicts in our schedules. Each pair is playing on the same team, which helps out tremendously."

"Why don't you come over and sit next to me, sis," Sally offered next, so Ann walked around the front of the bleachers and then climbed up to take a seat beside her sister.

We continued chatting until the game started, and just as I'd suspected Ethan was starting at shortstop and Andrew at first base. It was a fun game, sometimes actually hilarious, since the kids on both teams were still learning how to play the game. There were times when one of them would keep running when he should have stopped or he stayed put when he should have taken off. A couple of them even started running in the wrong direction after hitting the ball and a few throws went higher than they traveled in the direction they were supposed to go. In the end, Ethan and Andrew's team won and they'd both played quite well, with very few mistakes, mental or otherwise. They were both beaming as they came over to be with us.

"We won!" Ethan announced as he got closer.

"I know. I saw the game and you did great," I confirmed, much to his delight, but then he turned to look at Sally.

"Can Andrew come over to my house today," he asked her next. Suddenly, he spotted Ann too. "Hey, you're the lady from the diner." Ann smiled broadly at his acknowledgment.

"Yes, I am, but I'm also Andrew's aunt," she informed him.

"Wow! That's neat," Ethan responded, before turning back to Sally. "Can Andrew come over to my house today?" he repeated, in case his question had been forgotten.

"Can I? Please, Mommy?" Andrew chimed in.

"Maybe we should ask Ethan's uncle first," she stated, as she turned toward me.

"Maybe I should explain," I began. "The older two are having their friends stay over tonight, so Ethan feels left out. One more boy certainly isn't going to be any more trouble for me and the way I look at it, the more the merrier."

"Well Andrew will need to get some things from the house first," she confessed, as she looked at her son. "Would you like me to get him cleaned up and fed first?"

"That won't be necessary and we can follow you to your place so he can pick up whatever he needs," I answered. "We've got two more games to go to, so I'm sure he'd just get dirty again, and we're going to stop for lunch after we leave here, because the next game isn't until 2:00."

"Andrew, do you mind going to the other games?" Sally asked her son in return.

"Nah, it'll be fun. I can sit with Ethan and the other boys and watch the game with them," he replied.

"Then I guess you've just acquired another house guest for the night," she told me with a grin. "Can I give you some money for his food?"

"No, I've got it covered," I assured her. "We'll stop at Subway for lunch and then we'll probably end up at the diner after the last game."

"Then I'll make sure we're ready for you," Ann chimed in, as she smiled too. "It will be nice to see Andrew getting away from us women and spending time with a bunch of guys for a change."

"And I hope he doesn't become a problem," Sally added. "By the way, what would you like him to call you?"

"He'll hear all of the boys calling me Uncle Blake, even Justin and Dylan," I responded. "In return, my boys call their parents Aunt Cherie and Uncle Don."

"Then that will do just fine," Sally agreed. "Andrew can call you Uncle Blake and your boys can call me Aunt Sally."

"And me Auntie Ann," Ann chimed in. "I like them to use that name instead, because it flows off the tongue much easier than Aunt Ann."

"Kind of like Auntie Em from the Wizard of Oz," I teased, as Ann grinned and reached over to swat me playfully in return.

Ethan and Andrew were smiling as well. They had just acquired a new relative, in Ethan's case two, and they were both thrilled that they would be together for the rest of today and tonight. The other boys seemed to like the idea too, since they had come down behind us once the game ended.

"Andrew will also get a chance to see each of my boys in action tomorrow, when they bring their hampers down so I can do the laundry. They will also be clearing off the table and rinsing their dishes after breakfast and lunch tomorrow too, before loading everything into the dishwasher," I informed Sally, since I knew she was interested in her son seeing that as well.

"Good, then maybe Andrew will see that he needs to help his mother more," Ann added, before Sally could say anything.

"Yes, I am sure it will be good for Andrew to see your boys helping you do things too," Sally agreed.

"Then we'll follow you back to your place," I told Sally, before I turned toward Ann. "And we'll see you later at the diner."

"I can hardly wait," she replied.

Then we all said goodbye to Ann, with the boys yelling "bye Auntie Ann," as we headed to our cars. It had already been an interesting day so far, but it wasn't even half over yet.

I followed Sally to her place and then she and Andrew ran inside quickly. When they came back out, Andrew was carrying a small duffle with the things he would need in it. He then ran over and hopped in the back with Ethan and I could see he was absolutely glowing.

"I'll bring Andrew home sometime tomorrow afternoon," I stated, once Andrew was seated with the others. "Do you have any particular time you'd like me to have him home by?"

"Just as long as he's here by dinnertime," Sally answered. "We eat around 6:30."

I assured her I'd do that and then I got in the wagon and started the engine. Sally waved and smiled as we pulled away.

I drove directly from there to Subway, so I could feed the hungry mob. After I got each of the boys what they wanted, we carried everything back to a booth and sat down. I let the boys sit on either side of the booth, while I pulled up a chair from one of the tables and sat at the end, between Andrew and Ethan. That way I'd be able to help them too.

As soon as we finished, I hustled the boys out to the Outback again, so I could drive them over to Marcus and Justin's game. It started at 2:00, but at a different field than where Ethan and Andrew had played, so I wanted to leave enough time to get there, in case we ran into traffic along the way. We arrived at the field well ahead of schedule, so Justin and Marcus ran over to join their coach and the other players that were already there, while the other boys and I found a place to sit in the bleachers.

"So have you been to many other baseball games before?" I asked Andrew, as he and Ethan sat beside me.

"No! We never went to anything like this," he answered.

"I usually point out things to the boys during the game so they can learn from it and get better too," I informed him and got a smile in return.

"Neat!" he responded, simply. "I want to get better too."

"So have you ever stayed over with another friend or anyone else before?" I decided to ask next, since we still had a little time to kill.

"Just with Auntie Ann," he responded. "I've never stayed at a friend's house before. I'm really excited."

"I'm glad and I'm sure you'll enjoy yourself tonight," I added, as I ruffled his hair.

About that time, Don and Cherie showed up and sat down with us in the bleachers. I chatted with them for a while, until Justin and Marcus' team took the field to warm up. Then, we merely watched what they were doing.

"We can't believe Marcus and Justin aren't starting," Tyler told me, with Dylan nodding his head in agreement.

"There are quite a few older boys on the team, so I suspect the coach probably decided to go with their experience to start," I responded. "Things might change as the season progresses, so please don't make a big deal out of this with your brothers. They both seem to be handling the matter just fine."

Once the two older boys agreed not to mention this further, especially with their brothers, we went back to watching the game. Marcus and Justin came in as substitutes in the third inning, which meant they would end up playing four of the six innings if the game went the distance. That's when I pointed out to the older boys that playing more than half of the game might be better than starting and they reluctantly agreed.

Marcus had come in to play second base and Justin went out to left field. I was impressed by that simple fact too, since I knew the weakest outfielder was generally placed in right field, with only a few exceptions. Drawing the analogy further, it meant Justin probably wasn't considered the weakest player on the team.

Both boys played well in the field and didn't make any errors, but they also did well when they were at bat. They both hit the ball solidly and quite hard every time they were up, even if they made an out, which was much more than some of the other players did. I was impressed by this fact too and I think their coach probably was as well.

At the top of the sixth inning, Cherie offered to drive Dylan and Tyler over to their game, so they wouldn't be late. It was already 3:20 and their game started at 4:00. We all knew there was no guarantee about how long an inning might last when being played by kids this age, so this way we'd be sure the older boys wouldn't be late.

"Thanks, Cherie. That would help out a lot and prevent any problems," I told her, as I walked to the Outback with the other two so they could get their baseball things to take with them. "Don can ride with us to the game and we'll see you all there in a little while."

"Um, you can just leave Don here if you want," Cherie teased, as I locked up the wagon again. "He's been kind of grumpy and a pain in the butt today."

"Oh, I know you don't mean that, so we'll see you later," I replied as I shook my head. I then went back to watch the rest of Marcus and Justin's game.

In the end, Justin and Marcus' team won and both boys played the final four innings. The coach called the team together before he dismissed them and then the boys came running over to us.

"Great game!" Ethan told them, just as soon as they joined us. "You both looked super."

"Yeah, you guys were better than most of the other guys on your team," Andrew continued when Ethan stopped talking.

"You both played very well," Don added in a slightly aloof manner. I merely looked at him, since he wasn't showing very much excitement and hadn't even made the slightest amount of physical contact with his son.

"You should have started," Ethan added, while looking at his brother. I guess maybe I should have warned him too.

"Me and Justin knew we wouldn't," Marcus replied. "The coach told us at our last practice that the older boys would be starting today."

"What's important is that you both played more than half of the game and you looked really good doing it," I added, in an effort to downplay the fact that they hadn't started. I also gave each of them a quick hug and didn't worry about what Don might think about that.

"Yeah, you really played good," Ethan confirmed in his own way.

"I hope I can learn to play as good as you," Andrew added and this elicited a smile from both Marcus and Justin.

"You already did," Justin countered. "You played great in your game too." Andrew grinned at the compliment, but he also blushed slightly at the same time. It was cute to watch.

Don and I then guided the boys over to the Outback so we could go to the next park. Dylan and Tyler's team was already on the field when we pulled in, so I looked to see where they were playing. I immediately spotted Tyler at shortstop and Dylan at second base, with one of the older boys pitching. We quickly located Cherie as well and went over to sit with her.

"They just started," she told us as we were getting comfortable. The boys found another spot to sit in the bleachers, since there wasn't enough room for us to all sit together.

"Just stay in a group," I told them, before they moved away. "And Marcus and Justin, please keep an eye on the little ones for me."

Marcus and Justin's chests seemed to puff out with pride when I gave them this responsibility, so I knew they'd happily do as I asked. I just wasn't sure if I'd hear complaints from Ethan and Andrew later that the older pair was being bossy.

The other team was quite good and it was obvious this was going to be a tough game. The pitcher for Tyler's team was doing fairly well, although they were down a run. He got into even more trouble in the fourth inning, after he'd allowed runners on first and second. It could have been worse though, but Zach was doing fairly well behind the plate and had kept the runners from advancing on some poorly thrown pitches.

At this point, however, Coach Washington had seen enough and decided to make a change. To my surprise, he called Tyler in to take over. I wasn't expecting this, since I felt the coach would likely have another older pitcher he could use instead. When Tyler took the mound, the coach moved Dylan over to shortstop and sent the pitcher out to left field. He then had the left fielder come in and take over at second base.

Dylan and Tyler's team was still down a run when they came to the bottom of the last inning, since Tyler had worked out of the first jam and then kept the other team scoreless the rest of the way. Unfortunately, his teammates hadn't been able to score either, but suddenly they started showing a spark of life. They managed to get two men on base in the bottom of the seventh, so there were runners on first and second when Curtis stepped to the plate with one out. Curtis had struck out his previous time at bat, when the opposing pitcher fooled him with an off-speed pitch. This time, however, Curtis was expecting him to try it again.

When the pitcher attempted to sneak another off-speed pitch by him on the third pitch, Curtis was ready for it. He hit the ball solidly and it sailed out to left-center field, splitting the two outfielders. It looked as if it would be an easy double and the runner on second scored easily to tie the game. The runner on first also hustled the entire way and ran through his coach's stop sign at third, as the throw was coming in to the cutoff man. The shortstop then wheeled around and made the relay throw to the catcher, but it was slightly offline, so the runner was able to slide across the plate ahead of the tag to win the game.

Tyler, Dylan and their teammates were ecstatic, but I knew what Dylan and Tyler were going to say even before they joined us a few minutes later.

"I guess Curtis meant it when he said he wasn't going to screw up this time," Tyler stated, as we celebrated their victory with them.

"Can you believe it?" Dylan added. "I don't think I've ever seen Curtis hit the ball that hard before."

"Yes, I think he's proved his point and I'm glad you boys gave him a chance to redeem himself," I concurred. "I think it made you all winners and I don't just mean for today either."

We chatted for a little while longer, before I told Don and Cherie I thought I'd better get going before the hungry horde turned on me. Cherie laughed and told Justin and Dylan to follow them to their car so they could get their bags with the other things they'd need. Both boys agreed to do that and I told them to just meet us at the Outback once they had everything, as I took the rest of the boys with me. As soon as we were all together again, we loaded into the wagon and I took off for our next destination.

The boys were all in a great mood, since each of their team's had won their first game. Ethan was also thrilled that Sally had agreed to let Andrew stay over with us and Andrew was excited about spending his first night away at a friend's house. I was praying they'd remain on their best behavior though, as we pulled into the diner's parking lot a few minutes later. I herded them all inside and Ann greeted us as soon as we walked through the door.

"Hi, Auntie Ann," the boys all chirped when they saw her. She smiled broadly at their greeting.

"I've kept a spot open for you," she announced, as she led us back to a booth with a 'reserved' sign on it.

I told the boys to sit on either side, the same as they'd done at Subway, and I grabbed an unused chair from one of the tables so I could sit at the end. Once again, I was situated between Ethan and Andrew so I could help them. As soon as we were all settled in, Ann handed us all a menu and soon returned with our water.

"Have you had fun so far?" she asked Andrew, while the boys decided what they wanted.

"Yeah, it's been really fun," he answered, while flashing her a grin that nearly split his face in two. "I got to watch the other boys play in their games and Uncle Blake's been teaching me more so I'll get better."

"I knew you would enjoy yourself and I'm glad your Uncle Blake is helping you to get better too," she replied, while smiling at me. "They are really great guys, so you be a good boy and do what you're told."

"I will, Auntie Ann," he assured her. "This is so much fun and I really like Ethan."

"That's great and I know you'll have a good time!" Ann replied. "Well I was there when Andrew and Ethan's team won, but how did the rest of y'all do in your games?"

"We won too!" they pretty much all chimed back. Ann merely smiled and congratulated them.

After we'd ordered, the boys started to discuss the various games and commented on how well each of the others had played. They only stopped when the food arrived; because they were so busy stuffing it into their mouths that they didn't have time to say anything. When they finished, Ann came back to the table to take away the dirty dishes.

"Well that certainly didn't take long," she said with a grin. "I hope y'all enjoyed it."

"We did!" they assured her.

"Ok, so what topping would you like on your sundaes?" she wanted to know. "And that includes you too," she added, while staring down at me and poking me in the shoulder. When I looked at her funny, she explained.

"They're only the small sundaes, but this is my treat," she announced. "We have hot fudge, butterscotch, chocolate, strawberry, cherry and pineapple. It's to celebrate your victories today and to show my appreciation for what you're doing for my nephew. He needs a strong male in his life and I think it's great that you're doing this for him."

Reluctantly, I had the boys give her their orders, since I could tell she wasn't about to change her mind. Then, we all enjoyed this little treat when it arrived. When Ann returned with the check later, she announced the next surprise.

"The manager said you stopped in here last night too and after I told him what you were doing for my nephew, he told me to give you my employee discount," she stated. "It's not that much, but every little bit helps."

When I looked at the check, she had taken 20% off, which was a decent amount. Since I knew I wouldn't be able to convince her or her manager that they didn't need to do this, I left her a huge tip when I paid the bill. Ann and her boss had done much more than I could ever have ever hoped for, so I thanked her and told her to pass my thanks on to her manager too. She said he had to leave for a little while and took off shortly before we finished our meals, but she'd tell him when he returned.

By the time we reached the house, it was starting to get late and the boys were all dirty from their games. I quickly pulled Ethan and Andrew aside, away from the others, so I could discuss how they wanted to do this.

"Andrew, do you usually take a bath or shower?" I began and he immediately replied 'bath'. "Do you take your bath by yourself or does someone wash you?"

"My mommy gives me my bath," he answered while looking at me sweetly.

"Do you want to take a bath with me?" Ethan quickly followed, before I could continue.

"I have never taken a bath with another boy before, but yeah," he agreed. "I think that will be fun."

"Yeah, it will," Ethan assured him, since he was happy this was going to occur.

"And do you have a problem with me washing you?" I followed, just to be sure.

"Nah. Why would I?" Andrew replied, as he looked up at me, slightly confused.

"Well you'll be naked, so I just wanted to be sure you were ok with that," I pointed out.

"Yeah, I don't take a bath with my clothes on," he stated, as he looked at me strangely.

"Ok then, let's go," I urged, as I led both boys upstairs. "You can get undressed in Ethan's room with him, while I fill the tub and get ready for you."

The tub was only partially full when I realized I had two naked boys standing behind me. They were having fun reaching over and touching each other's genitals, which made me wonder if Andrew had ever done anything like this before either.

"Have you ever been naked with another boy before?" I asked directly, to avoid any confusion.

"No and this is fun," he squealed back, as he touched Ethan's penis again. "Ethan's wiener is just like mine."

"Yes, it is and I know boys enjoy checking each other out, like you are doing now," I responded. "However, I don't think you should tell your mother about doing this. She was never a little boy, so she might not understand why you like to touch each other there. She might even stop letting you come over here again."

"I won't say nutin about this then," Andrew assured me. "I want to come back again, so me and Ethan can have more fun doing this."

I then helped both boys get into the tub and sit down. I had Ethan seated closest to me, so I could wash him first. I wanted Andrew to see exactly what I did with Ethan, before it was his turn to be washed. He didn't seem to have a problem with anything he saw me do, so after I finished bathing Ethan I had them change places and I washed Andrew next. These two were just so cute together and Andrew was totally innocent, but I knew that wasn't going to last much longer though, at least not after he started hanging out with this group.

Before I finished bathing them, Marcus and Justin entered the bathroom too. I didn't notice them at first, until Andrew made a comment.

"Hey, they don't got no clothes on and I can see their wieners too," he pointed out. I quickly turned my head to confirm his observation.

"Yes, since there are only boys here in the house, they often walk around upstairs with nothing on," I confirmed. "There isn't anything wrong with it, but I don't think you should tell your mother about this either."

"Ok," Andrew stated, simply. "This is fun and I like seeing their wieners, but I won't tell mommy about it." I could only chuckle at his observation.

"I take it you boys want me to wash you next?" I asked, although I was pretty sure I already knew the answer to my question.

"Yeah, Justin and me agreed to take a bath tonight," Marcus answered.

"Ok, that's fine and I'll be ready for you in a couple of minutes," I told them, although I didn't think they were in any particular hurry to do this. I think they had merely decided to give Andrew a chance to check them out, while they did the same with him.

Just as I was getting Ethan and Andrew out of the tub to dry them off, Dylan and Tyler showed up and they were also naked.

"Hey, they've got big wieners!" Andrew exclaimed, as he pointed at the older pair. "They got hair on them too."

"Yes, it is something that will happen to you boys too, when you are as old as they are," I confirmed. "Once again, you probably shouldn't tell your mother about this either."

"I won't say nutin about the other boys' wieners," he agreed, one more time.

"Uncle Blake, can we use the shower in your bathroom?" Tyler finally asked, once the commotion had died down.

"Yes, I don't have a problem with you doing that and you should be aware of that by now," I replied, mildly confused. I wasn't sure if they really felt they needed to ask this or if they had just come in to give Andrew a thrill.

"Yeah, but we just wanted to make sure," Tyler stated, before he and Dylan left and walked to the other end of the hallway.

Once I got Andrew and Ethan dried off, I took them both to Ethan's room and made sure they put on their pajamas. I told them they didn't have to go to bed yet, but I wanted them ready, in case they got tired and fell asleep. I then went back to the bathroom to wash the next pair.

Marcus had already emptied the tub, rinsed it and filled it again before I got back, so I merely asked which one wanted me to wash him first. Justin said he did, so they got into the tub accordingly. As I was washing him, Ethan and Andrew entered the bathroom again.

"Do you need something?" I asked, since I was surprised to see them.

"Nah, I just wanted to see their wieners again," Andrew answered honestly. "Is that ok?"

Justin and Marcus quickly assured him they didn't mind, so I concluded Andrew was trying to make up for lost time, since he'd never seen another naked boy before. The other boys weren't bashful and they had got to look at Andrew when he was naked too, but I also realized there would probably be more experimentation going on during future visits.

As I was washing Justin and Marcus, they both got erections. This did not go unnoticed by Andrew.

"Why did their wieners do that?" he wanted to know.

"It's something else that will happen to you as you get older," I explained simply. "I was rubbing the area as I washed it and it's just the way their bodies reacted."

"Oh, ok," Andrew replied, seemingly satisfied.

Once all four boys were in their pajamas, I decided it was time for them to go to sleep. They'd all had a long and exciting day, but they would be having another one tomorrow, since we would be having Marcus' birthday party. I tucked Andrew and Ethan into Ethan's bed first, wished them both sweet dreams and gave them each a kiss on the forehead.

"Thank you for letting me come here with Ethan, Uncle Blake," Andrew told me before I left the room. "I had a lot of fun, 'specially seeing all the wieners."

"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, but now it's time to get some sleep," I told him as I turned off the light and headed next door.

I then repeated the process with Marcus and Justin. Now I just hoped they would fall asleep quickly and not stay up fooling around. I also prayed that Andrew wouldn't slip and tell his mother about some of the things that had happened here tonight or she might not be as willing to let him come back again.

When I went over to my room, Dylan and Tyler were still there, sitting on my bed. They didn't appear to have wet hair, so I doubted they had taken their shower already, since they were obviously waiting for me. I could tell something was on their minds, just from the expressions on their faces.

"I know what you're thinking," Tyler began when he noted my reaction to seeing them. "We haven't showered yet, because we were hoping we could all do it together. We want you to wash us too, like you just did with the other boys." My immediate reaction was that Dylan had set him up to do this.

"So that's what you're hoping for, huh?" I quipped back, eyeing them suspiciously.

"Yeah, I know you haven't showered yet, since Ethan and Marcus took baths tonight. After I mentioned it to Dylan, we thought you could shower with us instead," Tyler added, while giving me his special, sad and pleading look.

"Yeah, Uncle Blake, we'd really like to do that with you. Please," Dylan whined, while making a very similar face.

"Is this just so you can see me naked too?" was my retort, just to see how he would respond.

"Maybe a little, but you've washed everyone else and we just want you to do it to us too!" Dylan stated, while looking at me hopefully.

"I did wash the others, but they're all younger," I pointed out, even though I figured it wasn't going to do much good. "Aren't you boys too old for this?"

"Maybe, but my dad would never do nothin' like that for me when I was their age, so I was hoping you would do it for me now?" Dylan pressed, while looking even more pathetic than before.

"Ok, I suppose I can do that for you, as long as you behave," I agreed, going against my better judgment. I'd decided to give in because I could understand how he felt and why this seemed to be so important to him. I reasoned that maybe I could help him reconcile with his past emotional traumas, so he wouldn't be scarred for life.

As soon as he heard my answer, Dylan leaped into the air first and pumped his fist, before bolting toward me. I wasn't sure what he was going to do, but he merely wrapped his arms around me and gave me a hug, before lifting his head and giving me a quick peck on the lips.

"Thank you! Thank you!" he gushed, while bouncing up and down with joy. His penis was basically flopping around like the tassels on a stripper's pasties.

Since they were both naked already, I told Tyler to go warm up the water in the shower while I got undressed. I said I'd join them shortly, so they both raced into the master bath. I started taking off my clothes, while at the same time hoping I wasn't making a huge mistake by doing this.

When I walked in to join them, Dylan's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. "Damn, he is hung better than Jacob," he gasped to Tyler. I also noticed his penis immediately begin to rise.

After he calmed down a bit, Dylan asked me to wash him first, which I agreed to do. He was eager to give me access to all areas of his body while I was doing this and seemed to be thoroughly enjoying it. I even washed his butt and allowed my fingers slide up and down his crack in the process, but then I intentionally skipped over his genitals.

"Hey, you forgot something," he announced, as he thrust his hips at me.

"You're already aroused and that thing will probably go off if I touch it," I offered in reply, which caused him to giggle.

"I don't mind if that happens," he quipped, as he studied my face. "Come on! At least wash that part of me too. I wouldn't mind if you helped me with the other thing while you're at it though." I just stared at him without responding.

"Go ahead, Uncle Blake," Tyler urged. "You know Dylan has wanted you to do this for him, so just go ahead and quit worrying about it."

I quickly turned my head and glared at Tyler. I was surprised by his comment, since I'd discussed this with him before and he knew how I felt. Now, they seemed to be ganging up on me about doing it and I didn't know how I was going to respond.

"Please, Uncle Blake," Dylan pleaded. "You've touched me there before, so just do this for me."

"Yes, I've touched you there before, but not in a sexual way," I reasoned, although I could tell he didn't see a difference.

"It's pretty much the same thing, isn't it? So please do it for me," he whined.

I looked Dylan in the eye and could see how much this meant to him. Then, I glanced over at Tyler and he was nodding his head slightly, to let me know he thought I should do this too. They basically just wore me down, so I finally gave in.

"Ok, I'll do it for you, but don't think this means I'll do it again," I told him. "This is a one time deal, so I hope you enjoy it."

I quickly washed that area for him and his penis was like a piece of granite. Since I felt Dylan might hyperventilate or get weak in the knees while I was masturbating him, I stood behind him, wrapped my left arm around his waist to support him and then reached my other arm around and grasped his penis. I heard him sigh in contentment as soon as I touched him that way.

When I began to masturbate his blood engorged organ, I could hear Dylan panting and he was panting pretty hard. This gave me the feeling that this wasn't going to take long. Unexpectedly, he turned his head and tried to kiss me, but I didn't let it happen. I merely continued to stroke him until his body stiffened and ropes of semen erupted from his dick. I was glad I had a good grip on his waist though or else he might have fallen over when he ejaculated. I continued to hold him afterward, at least until he had a chance to recover. Just as soon as that happened, he whirled around in my arms, his face glowing.

"Thank you, Uncle Blake! That was great and I really enjoyed it," Dylan gushed, as he hugged me and gave me another peck on the lips. I had a feeling he hoped to do more, but I pulled back at that point, before anything more could happen.

"I hope you enjoyed it, because it will probably never happen again," I replied, although my statement didn't seem to dampen his mood.

"My turn," Tyler announced, as he quickly moved toward me.

"Ok, I'll wash you too," I agreed, as I began to lather him up.

As soon as I finished washing his entire body, including all of the vital spots, he gave me a sad look.

"You've got to take care of that for me now too," he said, as he glanced down at his penis.

"I suppose, since I already did it for Dylan," I agreed. "I guess I can't do it for one and not the other."

Tyler was smiling broadly as I moved behind him and repeated the exact same process I had used on Dylan. I also held him around the waist with one arm and used the other to masturbate him, until he had released his load as well. Now that they had both gotten the relief they desired I thought we'd be done, but they weren't ready to quit yet.

"Now we'll wash you," the boys stated, almost in unison.

"Just wash," I agreed. "Nothing more."

"Ah, come on," Dylan whined, but I wasn't about to give in this time.

"It's that or nothing. I was willing to help you both out, but I'm not ready to have you do it to me," I offered, so they hesitantly gave in.

With disappointment etched on their faces, they reluctantly gave in and agreed with my demand. After they finished washing me, I had them make sure all their semen had been rinsed from the walls and floor of the shower stall. I certainly didn't want it to dry and harden and then have the younger boys notice it. I didn't want to have to explain to them why it was there or, even worse, have them figure out what we'd done. I guess I could have found an alternate explanation for it, but I'd rather not take the chance.

Dylan and Tyler then asked to sleep with me again. Since I felt they should both be sated, I relented, as long as they promised no monkey business. They agreed, because they were thrilled I was letting them do this. We also slept really well until the following morning.

When I woke up on Sunday, I knew I had a lot to do before the boys got up too. I hurriedly prepared everything so I could make pancakes for them when they came downstairs. I knew five of the boys liked pancakes, and since most kids do too, I hoped Andrew would like them as well. It was only about twenty minutes after I'd finished getting it all together before the first of the boys came downstairs. It was Marcus and Justin.

"Why don't you two go sit down at the table while I make your breakfast. I've fixed pancakes this morning," I stated, since I'd already set the table too.

"Ok, that sounds good," they both agreed, before going into the dining room and taking their place at the table.

A couple of minutes later, I delivered a plate with a rather large pancake on it to each of them, just before Ethan and Andrew came wandering down the stairs too.

"Good morning. Do you like pancakes, Andrew?" I asked and he eagerly nodded in reply. "Then go sit down at the table with the others and I'll bring you each one to get started."

When I had made two more pancakes, I carried them into the dining room and helped both boys butter and add some maple syrup to them. Then, they began tearing into their breakfast. I asked Justin and Marcus if they wanted another, which they did, so I went out to make two more. When I brought those in to them, Ethan and Andrew said they couldn't eat another whole one, but they would like a little more too. I told them I'd make another pancake and then split it between them, which they seemed to think was pretty special. They liked the idea of sharing a pancake with each other.

When Dylan and Tyler came down to join us, I made them two pancakes each, before I even took them in to the pair. After they'd downed those, I made them one more before I sat down to eat as well.

After the boys finished their breakfast, they carried their dishes into the kitchen, rinsed them off and then placed them in the dishwasher. When Andrew saw the other boys doing this, he followed suit, with Ethan telling him exactly what to do. When they finished, I yelled out some additional instructions.

"Ethan, Marcus and Tyler, I need you to bring down your laundry hampers after you get dressed. Today's going to be very busy, since we'll be having Marcus' birthday party later this afternoon. Andrew seemed mildly surprised by this announcement, so Ethan explained it to him as they went upstairs to get dressed and retrieve his hamper. A short time later, I heard it sliding down the stairs.

"Do you work like this all the time?" I heard Andrew ask Ethan, as he helped him carry the hamper to the laundry room.

"Yep, we clean our dishes off every time we eat and we bring these down every weekend," he confirmed. "Sometimes we run the vacuum cleaner and dust too, to help Uncle Blake. That way he has more time to do fun stuff with us."

Andrew seemed to be absorbing this information, although he didn't immediately comment. I guess this was new to him, so he was taking time to process everything.

I wanted to finish a couple of loads of laundry before lunch and asked Tyler to help with that. Andrew noticed this too and I heard him ask Ethan about this as well.

"Only Tyler does that, because he's older," Ethan explained. "He can reach the dials, but I'm too little yet. We all take our clothes upstairs and put them away when they're clean though." Slowly, Andrew was analyzing everything he'd been told.

I also asked Tyler and Dylan to watch the boys for a little while, while I ran a couple of errands. First, I drove over to pick up the passenger van I had reserved for today, but I also stopped at the grocery store. Once there, I picked up the cake I'd ordered for today, as well as selecting several containers of ice cream and a couple of other items. I then drove back to the house, took everything inside and put it away.

While I was gone, Ethan had taken Andrew out to the back yard to hit the Wiffle ball off the batting tee. When I looked out the window to see how they were doing, they seemed to be having a good time with each other. A couple of minutes later, I noticed Justin and Marcus going outside to join them. I'd never seen either of these boys do this before, so I felt they must just be trying to get to know Andrew a little better this way.

While Tyler was taking care of the laundry for me, I hurriedly put a baked ziti together and placed it in the oven. I also prepared several bowls of salad and hoped Andrew liked salad too. I then sliced up the two loaves of Italian bread I had picked up at the grocery store earlier, so each boy could have some of that as well.

When I called the boys inside for lunch later, they all seemed pleased with what I'd made and Andrew confirmed that he liked salad too. He said his mother made him eat it a lot at home, but he liked Thousand Island dressing, while the rest of the boys all used ranch dressing.

After they finished eating, everyone immediately started to clear the table, while Dylan and Tyler helped me put away the leftovers. Andrew didn't hesitate or complain as he chipped in and did what the others were doing. I was just wondering if there would be any carryover when he got home, but I hoped there would be.

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