Erastes
The Guardian
Chapters 75-81
Chapter 75
An Unexpected Surprise
"I came over to apologize to you," Don stated, as I stood there with my mouth hanging slightly open, while I gawked at him. Fortunately, he continued speaking, since I hadn't responded. "If you wouldn't mind, I'd like to apologize to my wife and sons too."
"Of course," I offered, once I'd calmed down slightly and found my tongue again.
After Don had come inside, I shut the door behind him. I then turned around to face him again and Don began to speak once more.
"Blake, I sincerely wish to apologize to you for acting like such an ass on Thanksgiving," he continued and I thought he looked as if he was being sincere. "I've done a lot of soul-searching and a great deal of thinking since then, but I've also talked to a great many people to get their take on things as well. I've also done some research on my own, so I hope you'll hear me out, rather than throw me out."
"If you've come to apologize, then I'm more than willing to listen to what you might have to say," I confirmed, which put him slightly more at ease.
"At first I was livid when I found out about you, so I started bitching to anyone who would listen. Even though some of the people I spoke to agreed with me, there were many others that asked why I was so upset and made me question my long-held beliefs," he offered, while appearing truly contrite. "People I work with wanted to know how I could have changed my opinion of you over this one issue, since we had gotten along so well and done so much together before I found out you were gay.
"I tried to rationalize what I was feeling so they'd understand, but they kept hammering away and telling me how foolish I was being," he continued. "When I told them that your orientation wasn't natural, quite a few of them countered that they thought gays were born the way they were and it wasn't a choice at all. This suddenly reminded me about something Dylan had said on Thanksgiving." Don then stopped momentarily, took a deep breath and wet his lips with his tongue before continuing.
"Dylan said he's known he was gay since he was eleven, but I couldn't see how that could be possible. It was long before he met you and way before he even knew very much about sex, so how could he have possibly chosen to be gay? After thinking about this for a very long time, I finally realized that being gay was most likely an inborn trait. I now believe it's kind of like being born left-handed, blond or having green eyes. Once I'd figured that out, I could no longer hate someone for being gay. I hope you will forgive me and let me try to make it up to you for my previous outburst."
"Of course I will, Don," I confessed, while reaching out to shake his hand. "Let me go get Cherie and the boys for you."
When I turned around, I spotted Cherie cautiously peering at us from around the corner in the other room. Since I wasn't sure if she'd been able to hear what had been said, I walked over to her and explained that Don had just apologized to me and would like to do the same to her. A totally surprised expression came over her face, but then she returned to her normal appearance again, as she gathered herself and agreed to go speak with him. I told her while she was doing that, I would go upstairs to get Dylan and Justin, so they could speak with their dad too. I then went back and told Don that Cherie was waiting for him in the living room.
After watching them greet each other and making sure nothing was amiss, I turned toward the staircase so I could go get them. As I wheeled around in that direction, I saw Justin sitting on one of the lower steps, so I went over to speak with him. "Your dad's here and he'd like to talk to you," I advised him. He merely looked at me for a few seconds, but never made an attempt to stand up.
"I knew he was here," Justin stated, while flashing me a very apprehensive look. "When I heard the doorbell ring, I looked out the window in Marcus' room and saw his car. What does he want?"
"He came over to apologize," I explained. "He has already done that to me and is now doing the same thing with your mother, but he said he would also like to apologize to you and Dylan too.
"Will you go with me?" Justin quickly asked in return. "I'm not sure I trust him and I'm afraid he just came back so he can take me away with him."
After I told him I wouldn't let that happen, he still didn't seem totally convinced, so I agreed to go with him when he went to see his father. Cherie and Don were hugging when we entered the living room and that made Justin relax slightly. Then, Don looked up, noticed Justin and smiled. I nudged Justin forward, as he tentatively moved closer to where his father was waiting.
"I'm so sorry about the way I acted the last time we were all together," Don announced as he moved toward Justin. "I'm also sorry for the way I behaved while you were growing up and for giving you the wrong impression about a lot of things. I hope you'll let me make up to you for that now." Don then embraced Justin in a powerful hug and kissed him several times on the top of his head. Justin appeared completely shocked by his father's actions and glanced back in my direction as soon as he could, since he was confused about how he should respond.
"Don't worry, I haven't gone mad," Don assured him, "but I will try to make up for not showing you the love I felt for you as you were growing up."
This time when Don hugged him, Justin hugged him back and kissed his father on the cheek. Since he no longer seemed to need me, I went upstairs to get Dylan. He and Tyler were watching something on TV and they both looked up at me when I entered the room.
"Dylan, there's someone downstairs to see you," I advised him and he flashed me a confused expression.
"Who is it?" he wanted to know, but I wasn't about to spoil the surprise.
"Just go downstairs and see," I urged, as he slowly got off the bed and moved toward the doorway.
Dylan then passed me by and left the room with Tyler right behind him, but I grabbed a hold of Tyler's arm and held him back. I wanted to give Dylan a little bit of a head start before we followed, so I had Tyler walk beside me and made sure we kept a discreet distance behind Dylan. After we'd made our way down the staircase and entered the foyer, I told Dylan to head into the living room. As he started to turn the corner, Dylan suddenly pulled up and came to an abrupt stop. He was still standing frozen in place when we reached him, so I urged him to continue moving forward. His father looked up when he saw us and started to move in Dylan's direction. Don opened his arms wide as he did so and I prodded Dylan to continue moving forward and meet his dad partway.
"I've already apologized to Blake, your mother and your brother, but now I'd like to apologize to you," Don stated, as he pulled Dylan into a powerful bear hug. "I'm extremely sorry for the things I said back on Thanksgiving and hope you'll forgive me for acting so stupid. I want you to know that I love you just the way you are and I no longer care that you might be gay. You're my son and nothing will change that, so I want you to know that I'm very proud of you and love you dearly." After saying this, he kissed Dylan on the forehead, several times, as Dylan's jaw dropped open.
"Who are you and where's my dad?" Dylan shot back, totally bewildered by this apparent change, and Don began to laugh.
"It's really me, son, and I've got a whole lot to make up to you for," Don confirmed, as he hugged Dylan again. "I've acted like a huge jerk your whole life and I intend to make up to all of you for the way I've behaved, if you'll let me."
Once Dylan agreed, the four of them joined together in a group hug. I could see the smiles on everyone's face, including those merely observing this scene, and felt we had all just witnessed a true Christmas miracle. As soon as they finished hugging and kissing each other, I spoke up.
"Don, you're invited to join us for Christmas dinner, unless you have other plans," I offered, as they all turned toward me.
"I'd love to do that," he quickly agreed, "but afterward I'd like to take my family home with me, if they don't mind. I have presents waiting under the tree for them back there."
This comment ignited another round of hugs and kisses, as Cherie and the boys agreed that they'd be happy to go home with him afterward. I think we were all pleased at how this was working out, but I had a feeling Tyler was even more excited about it than even the Cochrans. It now appeared as if Dylan wouldn't be with us tonight, so it meant I'd be able to keep my promise to him. I could tell by the goofy smile on his face that he was now eagerly anticipating receiving this gift and it seemed to be more important to him than all of the other presents he'd received combined.
Since it was quite an emotional reunion, the rest of us left the Cochrans alone in the living room so they could talk, while we set about doing other things. The other boys went to check out their Christmas presents, while Sally, Ann and I went out to check on dinner and finished up what still needed to be done. I told Ann she could go to the family room and take it easy if she wanted, since Sally and I could handle everything by ourselves, but Ann insisted on staying with us and helping out, so Sally and I gave in.
Once the meal was ready, we called everyone out to eat. After they had taken their places, we said grace first and then Sally, Cherie and I helped the boys load up their plates and head over to the 'kids' table. The rest of us then passed the dishes around and took what we wanted, before we dug in and began to enjoy the wonderful meal. While we were eating, Don made another announcement.
"I'm truly thankful to have my family back again and I want to make a promise to them, in front of all of you as witnesses. I promise that I will treat them all much better from this day forward and will do everything in my power to protect them and make them happy. In a way, I'm kind of glad that the incident at Thanksgiving happened, because it helped to open my eyes and make me realize how foolish and misguided I've been. I hope to make up to my wife and sons for the previous errors of my ways, but I hope to do that with the rest of you as well."
We all, each in our own way, let Don know we appreciated his sudden turnaround and would hold him to his promise. After that, we finished eating, as everyone smiled and had a great time.
Later, after we'd all spent more time with each other, Cherie, Dylan and Justin went up to pack a few things to take with them before they returned home with Don. Although Cherie drove her car home so she'd have it, they were all going back together. Before she left, however, Cherie told me they would pick up the rest of their things later, either tomorrow or during the week, but she promised to still watch the boys for me while I was at work.
I felt this should be a very happy time for them, because even though Don announced he had presents for them, I also knew Cherie and the boys had bought gifts for Don as well, which she had kept in the trunk of her car so they'd also have something to give him too, if he ever returned to his senses.
Shortly after they left, Sally announced that she and Andrew were going to spend the night with Ann, since they didn't want her to be alone again. I told them that would be fine and they promised they'd see us again the following afternoon.
As they were grabbing a few things to take with them, I was thinking about how nice it was to have family and suddenly remembered something else. When I had contacted Matt's parents about Matt and Kelly's deaths, I had also promised to bring their grandsons to see them. Since the boys had been so busy over spring break, I had planned to do it at the end of summer instead, just before they returned to school. But then Tyler was injured and wasn't able to make such a long trip, so I put off the idea again. Now, I had to keep my word and this would be the perfect time to go see them.
Before Sally and her group left, I mentioned to her about what I was thinking, so she would know what I was planning. I told her I'd call my boss at home the following day, to see if he'd allow me to take the time off on short notice, and then I'd call Matt's parents to see if it would work for them. After thinking about it briefly, she said that would be fine, and if I did it, then she'd just ask Cherie if she'd mind watching Andrew at her place instead, since Cherie had promised to watch the boys next week for us. If Cherie would do that, then Sally would stop by their house each evening to see Andrew for a while before returning home for the night, so she could get ready for the next workday. I promised we would be back the following Thursday, so they could all join us again and we'd be able to celebrate the New Year together.
Once I was alone with my three boys, we went to the family room and I cuddled with them on the sofa, as we watched a couple of shows on television. After the last one had ended, I told them it was time to shower and they all wanted to do it together tonight. I thought their request was a bit unusual, but I had no problem honoring it, so we all went upstairs together and got undressed.
As I washed each one, they thanked me for their gifts and for the wonderful day, so I mentioned to them about what I was thinking of doing. They reacted with a mixture of disappointment and excitement, because they didn't want to leave their friends for so long, but they were also anxious to see their grandparents again. Tyler also had an expectant look on his face as well, and this let me know that he hoped I was still planning to keep my promise tonight.
As soon as we finished up in the shower, we dried off, brushed our teeth and then Marcus and Ethan put on their pajamas. They quickly informed me that they wanted to sleep together tonight, so I tucked them both into Marcus' bed and then kissed them goodnight. After closing the bedroom door, I returned to my room.
Tyler basically attacked me after I'd shut and locked the door behind me, and then he began to barrage me with questions. "Are we still going to do it tonight? I was afraid Dylan was going to mess this up for me, but now you're still going to make love to me like you promised. Aren't you? Do I need to get anything or do something special first? Mmmph..."
Tyler was asking these questions in rapid succession and never gave me a chance to respond, so I lifted my hand and placed it over his mouth to prevent him from continuing. "Slow down, take a deep breath and relax," I urged. "I'll grab what we need, which isn't very much."
After hearing what I'd said, Tyler broke into a huge grin that went from one ear to the other and he began hopping around the room in anticipation. While he was doing that, I grabbed the bag containing the dildos he had been using, along with the lube, and brought it all back to the bed with me. I then used the two largest dildos on him, one after the other, to make sure he was good and loose first. Then, I let him suck on my penis long enough to get me hard, before I asked him if he was sure he still wanted to do this.
"Of course I do, and I don't want you to use a rubber either," he insisted, which was the same desire he had expressed to me before. Since I knew we were both 'clean' and had nothing to worry about, I agreed to do what he wanted. I quickly lubed up my penis and added a little more lube to his rectum, before I positioned him with his butt hanging slightly over the side of the mattress while I stood on the floor. Slowly, I inched my way closer until the mushroom head of my penis was touching his pulsing hole. Tyler was trembling with excitement as I paused and spoke again.
"Let me know if you feel any pain," I instructed him. "I want you to enjoy this and I don't want to hurt you in any way, so you will have to be honest with me."
After he agreed that he would, I began to lean my weight against him, as I tried to coax my penis to enter his virgin hole. It took a few seconds before his sphincter stopped resisting my efforts and gave way, but eventually the bulbous head of my penis was able to pry open the resilient guardian that protected his most private place. When that happened, I heard Tyler go 'oof', so I immediately froze in place and looked at his face, to see how he was holding up.
"I'm ok," he assured me, forcing a grin. "It was just a little bigger than I was expecting, so it kinda surprised me is all."
Since he seemed to be handling it well, I continued to exert a little more pressure, as my shaft started to slide farther into him. I did this slowly and kept pausing to give him a chance to adjust, but eventually my pubes were brushing against his backside and let me know I was completely seated. At this point, his thighs were resting against my chest and his calves were laying on top of my shoulders, as I hesitated and gave him a little more time to get used to the intrusion.
"Are you all right?" I asked, as I looked down at him.
"Yeah, I'm fine and I love finally feeling you inside me, instead of those dildos," he cooed in response. "I've been waiting a long time for this and now I really feel like I belong to you."
"Indeed, we belong to each other and I couldn't love you more, even if I tried," I replied as his grin widened.
"Go ahead and do it. I'm good," he urged, so I slowly started to withdraw most of my penis, before slamming it back into him again.
Since he seemed to be fine with this, I concentrated on what I was both doing and feeling. His chute felt like a velvet glove gently wrapped around my male appendage, but it was also moist at the same time and radiated so much heat that my penis felt as if it were basking outdoors in the middle of summer. It was a truly remarkable feeling and I hoped it felt just as good for him.
Over the next few minutes, I worked into a nice relaxed rhythm, as my penis slid in and out of his love canal. I'd pull back until only the bulbous head was still inside him and then I would thrust it in as deeply as it would go again, until my thighs were slapping against his butt cheeks. I hadn't had unprotected sex in a great many years, since back when I'd first started having sex, and was unexpectedly reminded about how wonderful the feeling could be when it wasn't being partially masked by a thin coating of latex. It was absolutely exquisite.
I had also never thought about how loud the sounds of our lovemaking would be, since I'd never had to worry about anyone else being in the house or apartment at the time. I was suddenly glad the women and other boys were gone for the night and prayed we weren't making enough noise to wake up Ethan or Marcus. I worried about this, because the bedroom seemed to be echoing with the sound of my thighs slapping against Tyler's butt cheeks, along with my panting and Tyler moaning in pure ecstasy. Since the bedroom door was shut and locked, along with Marcus' bedroom door being closed, I hoped it was enough to maintain our privacy.
After many minutes at this leisurely pace, I felt the tingling sensation building deep in my gut, which signaled that my juices were starting to reach the boiling point and would soon begin the journey up the slender tubes. This caused me to pick up the pace slightly, but not too much, since I didn't want this wonderful feeling to end too soon. At the same time I began stroking Tyler's penis with my hand, because I was hoping I could get him to climax with me.
When I knew I was getting close, I increased my pace again and began to aggressively pound Tyler's butt, while at the same time stroking his penis faster. Tyler was moaning even louder now, while his head was lolling from side-to-side and his eyes had rolled back in their sockets slightly, as they also started to glaze over. I felt this meant he was enjoying this as much as I was, so I picked up the pace one more time and began my sprint toward the finish line.
It wasn't very long after I did that before Tyler's dick erupted and his boy cream shot from the tip and landed on his body. When this happened, his anal muscles clamped down on my penis and forced me over the edge too. I drove into him one final time and then froze in place, as my semen shot up the tubes and I filled Tyler with my man seed. Then, I thrust a few more times, thus completing the act and draining the last of my juices, but then I had to force myself to remain upright and not collapse on top of Tyler, since I knew that might injure him.
After standing there for another minute or two, I started to withdraw from his well used chute, but this caused Tyler to react and shout out.
"No, leave it in me!" he whined, as he eyes shot open and pleaded with me to relent.
I stopped immediately and looked him in the eye, as I did what he wanted. Unfortunately for him, nature was working against us, because my penis eventually deflated back to its flaccid state and involuntarily retracted from its temporary home. I apologized to Tyler and explained this was happening on its own, since I was losing my erection. He merely sighed and then nodded his head in understanding, as he quit complaining.
"That was incredible," Tyler gushed a few second later. "I loved feeling you inside me and I felt every squirt when you shot your load. If I was a girl, then I know I'd be pregnant now." He was absolutely glowing as he finished his comment.
I loved it too!" I assured him. "That had to have been the most wonderful experience I've ever had and you were absolutely terrific. I think I also filled you up with my biggest load ever." Tyler giggled when I said this. "I'm sure it's going to start leaking out of you soon, so clamp your butt cheeks shut and try to waddle to the toilet so you can let it out there."
"No, I want to leave it inside me," he countered, while looking very determined.
"I'm afraid it will start leaking out of you whether you want it to or not," I reiterated. "If you don't want to make a mess and end up sleeping on a huge wet spot, then I suggest you do what I just said."
Tyler thought about it for a few seconds and then did what I'd suggested. After making sure gravity had drained all of my semen from his body, Tyler reluctantly wiped away the last vestiges with some toilet paper and rejoined me in bed. We kissed for a while and then cuddled with each other when I had another thought.
"Merry Christmas, my love," I told him as I gave him another kiss, and then we clung to each other and drifted off to sleep.
Chapter 76
Larry and June
On Sunday, the day after Christmas, I woke up and discovered Tyler was laying on his side facing me with a huge grin on his face. "Good morning," he greeted me, as soon as he saw I had opened my eyes.
"You're up early," I countered, since I knew he generally liked to sleep in.
"That's because I'm so happy and feel so good," he responded, still grinning broadly. "I loved what we did last night and I dreamed about us all night long."
"I loved it too," I agreed, as I moved closer so I could kiss him.
"Can we do it again tonight?" he immediately followed and I could read the expectation on his face.
"Let's see how you're doing first," I suggested, "because we've got all day before we have to decide anything."
"But I want you to do it to me again," Tyler insisted, not letting up.
"And we just might, but I want to watch you first and see how you're doing before I agree to it," I replied, as he shook his head from side to side and gave me a disgusted look. "Ok, but you'll see I'm fine."
We then got out of bed, threw on some clothes and headed downstairs. I was trailing behind Tyler and noticed that he appeared to be walking funny this morning. It may have just been my imagination, but if not, I was certainly glad the women weren't here, because they would immediately be able to figure out what we'd done. I was hoping, however, that Tyler would be back to normal before anyone showed up to join us again.
Ethan and Marcus were already in the family room watching cartoons, so I asked the boys what they wanted for breakfast. Once they told me, I went out and fixed it for them. After we finished eating, Ethan and Marcus went back to the family room to watch their shows, while I cleaned up the kitchen. A few minutes later, Tyler came up behind me and started kissing my neck. As I began to turn around so I could ask him what was up, he kissed me on the cheek instead and then moved to my lips.
"I just love you sooo much!" he exclaimed in between kisses. "I know I'm totally yours now, because you filled me up with your love and I'm really, really happy about it."
"I see and I appreciate that you feel so good, because I feel the same way. You really have to stop acting like a giddy school girl though or everyone else will be able to figure out what we did last night," I warned and he merely nodded his head in agreement.
"Ok, I'll try, but it's not going to be easy," he confessed before hugging me. "I'm just so happy that you finally did it with me."
"I know, but you can't be too obvious about it," I countered. "It was bad enough that I thought you were walking funny when we came downstairs, but you can't be all clingy and go around with that goofy grin on your face when Sally and the others show up later."
"I'm sorry, but I can't help that I'm feeling so good, but I wasn't walking funny," he insisted, while giving me a strange look.
"I'm afraid you were," I confirmed. "You were walking with your legs farther apart than normal, and I hate to say it, but you looked as if someone had shoved a bat up your ass." Tyler giggled.
"Yeah, your bat," he teased. "I'll try to do better though, but it does kinda feel like you're still inside me."
"That might be a good reason not to repeat it tonight," I pointed out. "I don't want anyone to figure out what we've been up to."
After I got Tyler to calm down and stop protesting about what I'd just said, I sent him on his way. Then, I finished up what I was doing and went to my office for a few minutes alone. I glanced at the clock after I sat down and noticed it was still before noon, so I decided to wait before doing what I'd planned. I was going to call my boss first, but I wasn't about to do it before noon, and then I'd call Matt's parents next, if my boss agreed to let me take some time off. While I was waiting, I thought about what I was going to say to each person after I'd dialed his number.
Since I had been in my office for so long, Tyler stopped by to see what I was up to. After I'd explained what I was waiting for, he plopped own on my lap and started to kiss me again. I eagerly participated in this for a few minutes, but then I told him he had to stop, because someone might accidentally walk in on us.
"But I kiss you other times too," he stated, perturbed.
"You do on occasion, but not like you were just doing, at least not in front of others," I stated, causing him to grin.
"Ok, I'll try to be better then," he agreed, as we sat and talked for a while.
When I looked at the clock again, it was now quarter to one, so I told Tyler I wanted to be left alone so I could make a couple of phone calls. He didn't give me too much trouble about it, but he did kiss me again before he left. Once he was gone, I called my boss at home.
"Hey, it's Blake," I responded, once he'd picked up. "I really hate to bother you like this, but I need to ask a favor. I forgot that I'd told Matt's parents that I would bring the boys out to visit them, so I was wondering if you would let me take the coming week off to do it. I'll take my laptop with me and do some work while I'm there, but I really want the boys to spend some time with their grandparents before it's too late. I'm afraid neither one of Matt's parents are in very good shape."
"Look, from what I could tell last week, we're in excellent shape for the start of the year," he agreed. "There are probably still a few things you could clear up from your laptop, so I'll figure out how much time you actually spend working while you're there and then use some of your other time off to compensate you for the remaining hours. Just drive safely and have a good time."
After I thanked him for agreeing to this, I called Matt's parents next. I hoped they weren't napping after lunch, which I knew they sometimes did, but I took the chance and dialed their number anyway. "Hello," a woman's voice answered.
"Mrs. Weaver, this is Blake Hunter. I was wondering if you and your husband would mind if I brought your grandson's out to visit you for a few days?" I asked and then waited for an answer.
"Yes, that would be lovely," she agreed without hesitation. "We haven't seen the boys in quite a long time, so it would be nice to spend some time with them and see what they look like now."
"I know you don't have room for us to stay with you, so I'll make a motel reservation, just to be sure we have a place to stay. If there are no problems doing that, then we'll leave here first thing in the morning," I explained. "I'll call you after we arrive and get settled in, but only if it's not too late. If you are ok with the idea at that time, then we'll come by for a visit. If it's too late when we get there, then we'll see you the following morning."
"That will be fine, dear, and I'll let father know you'll be coming to see us," she confirmed.
As soon as I hung up the phone, I got online and found a motel near where they lived and made a reservation for a room with two double beds. Once that was confirmed, I went to the family room and let the boys know about our travel plans. I also urged them to go upstairs with me so we could pack what we'd need to take with us. I also told them we'd grab our toothbrushes in the morning, since we'd need them tonight. Then, after we'd packed up what we needed to take with us, I went to spend a little more time with them before Sally and Andrew arrived.
Those two showed up about an hour later and Sally was carrying a bag of groceries, as well as the overnight bag she had taken with her. "Since Cherie isn't here, I've decided to fix dinner for all of us tonight and brought just about everything I'll need with me," she announced, as she set down her overnight bag and carried the other into the kitchen.
I followed her and tried to explain that she didn't have to do this, but she insisted. She explained that since the two of them had been staying with us for so long, she wanted to do something to return the favor. She also told me that she'd spoken with Cherie and Cherie had agreed to watch Andrew while the boys and I were away, so she'd drop him off there in the morning, before heading to work. I then gave her one of the spare keys I'd made for the boys to carry in their bat packs over the summer, so they could get in the house when I wasn't there. This way, Sally would be able to pick up anything she might have forgotten after returning home.
Sally prepared a very lovely meal for us, and after we'd finished eating, we all thanked her for what she'd done. She and Andrew then went upstairs and packed up all of their belongings, so they could spend the rest of the week at home. Sally didn't want to stay with us again tonight, because she was afraid they'd get in our way in the morning, when the rest of us were trying to get ready so we could leave on our trip.
After we'd helped Sally load up her car, she and Andrew thanked us again and headed home. Once they were gone, I watched a little more TV with the boys, before we went upstairs to shower together. After tucking Ethan and Marcus into bed and kissing them goodnight, I shut their bedroom doors and went over to my room. After I'd shut and locked that door as well, Tyler quickly confronted me. "Can we do it again tonight?" he wanted to know.
"I think we'd better wait for a while...," I started to say, but Tyler cut me off.
"Why? I want to do it again," he insisted.
"I know you do, but Sally noticed that you were walking funny when you came out to the dining room earlier," I told him, while studying his face in the process. "She made a comment about it to me, so I told her you'd slipped in the bathroom, fell and hurt your tailbone. I think she bought it, but I'm not sure."
"She really asked you about that?" he countered, looking totally shocked.
"She did, but it shouldn't come as a surprise, because I told you that you were walking funny too," I reminded him. "How about you do it to me tonight instead."
"Really? You'll let me do that to you too?" he wondered, looking amazed.
"It's only fair and this way you'll get to see what that's like as well," I confirmed, before he started hopping around the room again.
As soon as he calmed down, I explained to him how we were going to do it and then I lubed myself up, helped him get hard and then lubed him up as well. Then, I got on all fours on the bed and let him move in behind me. He had some difficulty getting in me at first, because he was a little off when he tried to line himself up. After he got that down, he discovered it took a little effort on his part to breach the resilient ring, since it had been a while since I'd done this. Once he was in me though, he got all excited.
"Oh my God, it's so warm in there!" he exclaimed. "And it feels so good."
"Just go slowly and don't get too excited," I urged. "I want you to be able to last for a while, so we'll both enjoy it."
Tyler did his best to comply, but since this was his first time and he was enjoying it so much, he soon kicked it up a notch and began going a little faster. I could hear him panting behind me, along with the frequent and slightly winded commentaries he kept uttering to let me know how much he liked doing it. Before too much longer, he shifted into high gear and began slamming into my butt like a jackhammer trying to tear up the sidewalk. A few moments later, he drove his penis into me one final time and then froze, as his boy seed began to spurt from the tiny opening at the end and started filling my butt. After a few more seconds of inactivity, he started thrusting into me again and kept it up until he was no longer able to continue. Then, he collapsed on top of me, so I gently lowered my body until I was laying on the bed.
When Tyler eventually recuperated, he excitedly began to tell me how much he'd enjoyed it. "That was almost as good when as when you did it to me, but I think I liked that a little better!" he exclaimed. "Both times were fantastic though and now we've shared our love with each other. We have also planted our seed, so now we'll always belong to each other."
In his own way, he was demonstrating that he was my romantic little lover, but I shared his underlying feelings. Both times had truly been fantastic and I now felt closer to him as well. I was also pleased that he had experienced both giving and receiving, and that I had been his first both times.
After Tyler had recuperated and climbed off my back, I went into the bathroom to release his semen into the toilet bowl, and he followed so he could clean up a bit too. Then we went out and crawled back into bed together.
"I'm glad we finally did this with each other," he stated, as he cuddled up against me. "You've been my first with everything now and we're always gonna stay together. Right?"
"I certainly don't plan on leaving you, so we'll be together for as long as you want," I agreed, which brought a smile to his face.
"Man, I'm so happy and so lucky," he sighed. "I know Dylan would be jealous if he knew what we did, but don't worry, I'm not going to tell him."
"You'd better not," I reminded him, in case he had any doubts. "I don't mind Dylan joining in the other things we do, but this is one thing I just can't do with anyone except you."
"But can I do it with Dylan sometime?" Tyler followed, looking at me with those puppy dog eyes again. "He's mentioned it a few times, because he said he's tired of just using the dildos."
"I don't mind if you do things with each other, but I suggest you use condoms," I answered. "First of all, that will get you in the practice of using them, but if you start doing things with others without doing that, then we will have to start putting them on before doing anything with each other."
"But Dylan don't got nothin' either," Tyler pointed out, so I had to support my objection.
"Maybe not now, but he may not tell you every time he does something with someone else and I don't want us to take that chance," I explained. "It's better to be safe than sorry, so that's why you have to promise to use a condom when doing stuff with anyone else or we'll have to start using the condoms instead."
"Ok, because I'd rather feel you inside me than Dylan or any other guy," he reluctantly agreed. "I promise to always do that then."
"Ok, and I trust you'll always keep your word," I agreed.
After that discussion ended, we cuddled together and fell asleep. It was a deep, relaxing and restful sleep, so we were both in a really good mood when we woke up the next morning.
After I went in to wake the other boys up, we all got dressed and headed downstairs to have breakfast. It was a quick, no frills affair this morning, but it was filling and would tide us over for a while. Then, we went upstairs to brush our teeth, packed our toothbrushes in with our other belongings and carried it all downstairs to load into the Outback. Even though we could have all fit in the car, I decided to take the Outback instead, in case we were able to talk Matt's parents into going out with us at some point.
They lived in Greenville, NC, which is between Raleigh and the coast, and it took us about six hours to get there, since we also stopped for lunch along the way. The area was a lot nicer than I'd expected and I drove over to the motel first, checked in and then we took our things inside to freshen up. After we'd all done that, I called Mr. and Mrs. Weaver to see if it was all right for us to come over for a visit.
"Yes, this would be a perfect time," Mrs. Weaver agreed after answering the phone.
"We'll be right over then," I confirmed before ending the call.
The assisted living facility they lived in was quite nice too and I was impressed with how well they were being taken care of. Even though they both seemed to be having a good day, it was obvious neither one was in very good health. They were both confined to wheelchairs; she because of her MS, while he had lost a leg due to diabetes. He was also hooked up to an oxygen tank and I'd been told he was going blind, so he was squinting as he checked us out.
"Although we've spoken on the phone several times, I'm Blake Hunter and I'm very glad to meet you," I told them after we were inside their small unit. "Just so you don't get them confused, this is Tyler, this one is Marcus and this is Ethan," I added, just in case they'd forgotten. That sometimes happened as people got older and they hadn't seen the boys in two or three years, so I didn't want any hurt feelings because their grandparents had forgotten their names.
"Hi, Nana and Papa," the boys all greeted them, as they gave each one a hug and kissed them on the cheek.
"I'm glad to see you boys again and you've all grown so much since we were last together," their papa told them. "I'm really sorry about that, but as you can see it's kind of tough for us to get around." All three boys nodded their heads in agreement. "And Blake, you can call me Larry and my wife is June. There's no need for you to be so formal while you're here."
"Thank you. I appreciate that," I confirmed. "Would you be willing to let us take you out to dinner with us tonight? It would be our privilege, but it would also give us a little more time to get to know each other."
"I'm afraid that would be nearly impossible for us to do, unless you're driving a van adapted for wheelchairs," Larry answered. "Besides, the dining hall is just a short trip down the hallway and the aides will be showing up later to help us get there, since our meals are all prepared for us."
"Well I wanted to make the offer," I added, sorry that I couldn't do this for them. "What time do you usually eat?"
"The aides will arrive around 6:00, so that means we still have some time to visit before then," he replied. "Unfortunately, it takes us about an hour to finish our meals and then when we get back, we immediately start getting ready for bed, because that takes us quite a while too. We like to go to bed early and then get up early as well. We have always been on that schedule, even when we were healthy and working."
"That's fine, so we'll leave when you go to eat then," I confirmed. "Would it be all right if we came back around 10:00 tomorrow morning then?"
"Yes, that would be perfect," June answered this time. "We'll be ready for you by then and we don't eat lunch until noon."
"Ok, then we'll visit for a couple of hours first, before I take the boys out for lunch," I agreed. "After we eat, we'll come back to spend some more time with you until dinner, unless you take a nap in between."
"No, that will be alright," June stated. "You may catch one or both of us dozing off from time to time, but that's just what happens after lunch, but one of us should be awake for you to visit with. I hope you don't mind."
"No, not at all," Tyler answered. "We just want to be here with you."
I then took myself out of the conversation and let the boys get to know their grandparents better. The three of them split up and moved from one of their grandparents to the other, so Larry and June were chatting with one or two of the boys at a time.
I'd been told the place was equipped with WiFi, in case any of the residents wanted to have a computer in their unit, but there were also public computers for the residents to use as well. After excusing myself momentarily, I went out to grab my laptop from the Outback. Then, I explained to the Weavers that I was going to do some work, while they spent time with the boys, seeing I was a fifth-wheel, so to speak.
I worked for about an hour as they visited with each other, and then it was time for us to leave. It was a little before 6:00 and I knew their aides would be showing up shortly, so we said our goodbyes and told them we'd see them again in the morning. Then, I took the boys out to eat.
They were quite talkative during the meal and filled me in about the various things they'd talked about with their grandparents. It had been mostly about what their father had been like when he was growing up and the boys seemed excited and glad we had come. Then, we made a quick trip to do some shopping, so we could buy their nana and papa each a Christmas gift. Now that we'd spent time with Larry and June, I had a better idea about what we could get them. I also bought gift bags to put their presents in, since I felt they would be easier for them to open.
After we'd made our purchases, we went back to the motel and relaxed for a while. The boys all watched something on TV, while I spent time working on my laptop again. When I noticed it was getting late, I told the boys it was time for them to clean up. Even though the boys weren't happy about it, the bathroom at the motel wasn't conducive to us taking our showers together, so Marcus and Ethan offered to take a bath with each other instead. They only did this because they still wanted me to wash them, so I agreed.
After they were clean and had put on their pajamas, I tucked them into one of the double beds and kissed them goodnight. Once they were situated, Tyler and I then went into the bathroom and showered next. It was a little awkward at times, but that was probably due to the fact that we were used to having a large shower stall to operate in. When we'd finished up, dried off and brushed our teeth, we went out and slipped into a fresh pair of boxer briefs before we crawled into the other bed.
Tyler and I hadn't done anything during our shower, since the other pair were just on the other side of the bathroom door, and not having a sexual release was very unusual for us. I think the other pair was either already asleep or pretty close to it by the time we came out, so Tyler cuddled against me after we got into bed. I think the boys were all tired from the long trip and the excitement of seeing their grandparents again, but this was fine with me. However, if I'd known that Marcus and Ethan were this tired earlier, maybe Tyler and I might have done something to take care of each other.
We all slept fairly well that night and then we went to check out the complimentary breakfast after getting dressed. Then, we made sure we had the gifts with us, before we drove over to see their nana and papa again.
Larry and June were waiting for us when we got there, so Marcus gave his grandfather his gift, while Ethan handed the other package to his grandmother.
"What's this?" she asked, once he'd given it to her.
"It's a Christmas present from all of us," Ethan told her. "Yours is too, Papa."
"You didn't need to do this," she stated, looking upset that she didn't have anything to give him in return.
"But we wanted to do it," Tyler spoke up, to let her know they hadn't felt obligated. "We thought these things were something each of you could use."
We had purchased both of them a nice button-up sweater, since they had both been wearing one yesterday, and then again today, but it was fairly obvious that those sweaters had seen plenty of use. We also bought each of them a nice bathrobe as well, which we felt they'd be able wear over their pajamas or nightgown if they didn't want or have time to get dressed up for breakfast.
After they had inspected their gifts, they thanked the boys and gave each one a hug and a kiss to thank them. I could tell each of their grandparents were slightly embarrassed that they didn't have anything to give the boys in return, but I'd try at some point to tell Larry and June discretely that it didn't really bother the boys. I would explain that the boys had made out fairly well at home for Christmas, so they didn't really need any more presents.
I had brought my laptop with me again, so I sat down to do some work while the boys visited with their grandparents. Just before noon, I told the boys to say goodbye to their nana and papa so we could go get some lunch, because I knew the aides would be coming by for them shortly. I told the boys we would come back again after we had finished eating, so they gave each of their grandparents a hug and kiss, and then we went to find a place to eat.
After I talked the boys out of stopping at a fast food place, I spotted a diner that looked fairly nice and clean. In fact, it reminded me a little of the place we liked to eat at home, so I almost expected Ann to greet us when we walked in. The waitress we had was friendly, but she didn't have Ann's charm, and we had a decent lunch while we were there.
When we returned to see their grandparents again afterward, June asked how long we were going to be staying. I told her we'd be there all day tomorrow too, but then we'd be heading home after breakfast on Thursday. She thanked me for the information and for allowing Larry and her to spend so much time with their grandsons. I told her it was my pleasure and hoped we'd be able to do it again fairly soon. I also explained why we hadn't been there before this and they both seemed to understand.
I continued to work on my laptop again while they were visiting with each other, since it was their time, and not mine. As it started to get closer to 6:00, I had the boys say goodbye and told June and Larry that we'd see them again in the morning. I then took the boys out to dinner and we found a fairly nice Italian restaurant to stop at. The boys were quick to agree on eating there, because they all like Italian food, and we had another nice meal together.
When we got back to the motel, we spent a little time talking about the visit so far and then the boys watched a show on TV, while I did some work on the laptop. A little while later, I took the younger pair into the bathroom and gave them another bath. They didn't seem to mind this, since it wasn't something we'd do that often, and then I got them ready for bed. I let them continue watching TV even after I'd tucked them in and kissing them goodnight, and then Tyler and I went in to take our shower.
As soon as we closed the bathroom door behind us, Tyler told me that he wanted for us to suck each other off. I agreed, but said we'd have to be quick about it and keep the noise down. The TV was still playing in the other room, so that would help to mask the sounds a bit, so we hurried through the oral sex and then washed each other, before brushing our teeth and finishing up in there.
Neither of the other boys said anything about how long we had been in the bathroom, but I think Ethan was half asleep when we came out and Marcus was absorbed in the television show he was watching. That worked out fine, so Tyler and I put on a clean pair of boxer briefs and hopped into bed. He immediately cuddled against me, like metal filings being attracted to a strong magnet, so I told Marcus to turn the TV off when his show was over. I hadn't fallen asleep yet when he did that, but then I saw Marcus get back into bed and cuddle up against his brother.
After getting up and getting ready the next morning, we enjoyed another complimentary breakfast and then headed over to see their grandparents again. Shortly after we arrived there, June handed each of us a Christmas card, and each one contained a $20.00 bill. I wasn't sure if she had the cards already or if she'd asked someone on the staff to get them for her. I also wasn't sure where she got the money from and worried that she might be shorting them of money they might need for the next month. That's why I tried to tactfully refuse her gift.
"June, this is very sweet of you, but you don't need to give me anything," I informed her. "If you want to give your grandsons something then that's fine, but please accept mine back."
"Nonsense," she spat back forcefully. "You're family now too, since you're raising our grandsons, so please accept this from us. We know it's not much, but Matt and Kelly left us some money in their will, more than I would have ever imagined, so we want to do this for all of you."
Seeing she was so adamant and had hinted that it wasn't going to put them in a bind, we all thanked them for their kind gifts. A short time after that, I told Larry and June I was going to go out and run some errands, mainly to fill the Outback up with gas, but there were also a few other things I needed to pick up before we headed home again. Larry and June agreed that would be fine, but I also made sure Tyler had his phone with him before I left, in case he needed to get a hold of me before I got back. He said he had it on him, so I took off to do my thing.
After running my errands, I headed back to spend a little more time with Larry, June and the boys at the assisted living facility. I chatted with either Larry or June while the boys were visiting with the other one, and Larry thanked me again for taking care of the funeral arrangements for Matt and Kelly after the accident. He also thanked me for sending the flash drive with the video of the service and calling hours and explained they had watched it several times. He then stated that they were very pleased with the way I had handled everything, as well as the way I was taking care of the boys. He said he was very pleased with how well behaved and polite his grandsons all were, so I told him Matt and Kelly had seen to most of that long before I came into the picture.
June, on the other hand, spent her time explaining that she didn't know how much longer she and her husband would be around, since neither of them were doing very well. Even though they'd both had good days during the early part of our visit, I could tell that neither one was doing quite as well today. It may have been partially due to our visit, since we hadn't given them much of a chance to nap during the day, but it could have also just been part of their continuing cycle of good and bad days. I told her I understood and asked that they let us know if we could do anything to help out.
I actually had lost track of time today and the aides showed up to take them to lunch before we left. Larry and June introduced us to the aides briefly and we said hello to each one, but we also thanked them for taking such good care of our loved ones. They thanked us in return, and then I took the boys and headed out to eat again.
When we returned later, the boys eagerly filled both of their grandparents in about the different types of things they'd been involved with back home, such as baseball and basketball, and they also told them about their best friends. Larry and June told the boys they were pleased they were all doing so well and that I was taking such good care of them. That's when all three boys told their grandparents that they were really glad that their mom and dad had named me their guardian. I could only second their comment.
When it was nearly time for the Weavers to go to dinner, we said goodbye to them for the final time and gave each one a couple of extra hugs and kisses, although I shook Larry's hand rather than kiss him. Then, I told them that we'd call and keep in touch, but I reminded them to call us as well, if we could do anything for them. After they agreed, the boys and I took off.
We stopped at a steak house for dinner, before heading back to our motel room and repeating the exact same process from the previous evening. This meant that Tyler and I sucked each other off again before coming out and getting into bed. We had a long drive ahead of us in the morning and I wanted to be fresh for it, so we turned in a little earlier tonight. I kissed and hugged each of the boys first, and then Marcus and Ethan cuddled with one another in one bed, while Tyler and I did the same thing in the other bed.
Chapter 77
Bringing In the New Year
The boys and I got up early the next morning and enjoyed our complimentary breakfast first, before checking out of the motel and starting the long drive home. We stopped to stretched our legs and have lunch along the way, so we didn't get back until late afternoon. After we'd carried everything inside and checked to make sure the Outback was empty, I called Sally and Cherie to let them know we were back, but also so I could remind them that I expected their families to come to our place the following afternoon. I'd planned for all of us to have dinner together first and then we'd spend the night doing a bunch of different things to bring in the New Year.
Since I didn't feel like cooking tonight, I decided to take the boys over to the diner to eat instead. Not only would we get to see Ann again, but I'd be able to remind her about joining us the next evening as well. I'd also have a chance to give her boss the gift I'd prepared for him. I had purchased part of it when I went shopping during our trip to North Carolina, but I already had the rest of the things I would need to put it together at home. I grabbed the gift bag I had placed the finished item in and carried it with me as the boys and I went out to get in the car.
Ann was working and rushed over to greet us when we entered. She must have told the other waitress that we were related and she'd take us, because I saw the other woman nod. Ann then led us to a booth, and as soon as we were all seated, I reminded her about the following night. She told me she'd be working until 6:00, so I advised her to come straight to our house after her shift ended and we'd have dinner once she got there. When she complained that she'd be wearing her uniform and would want to clean up and change first, I merely told her to bring a change of clothes with her and she could clean up at the house, but we all wanted her to join us.
I kept her bosses gift bag beside me, because I knew he'd come over to speak with us when he had time and I'd give him it to him then, so the boys could watch him open it. He didn't get to our table until we had just about finished our meals, but then he stopped by to say hello.
"It's nice to see you again and I hope you've all had a wonderful holiday so far," he began.
"We have and we want to thank you for the presents you and Auntie Ann gave us," Tyler quickly replied and the other pair soon chimed in their agreement.
"She wasn't supposed to tell you about that," he stated, as he glanced around to see where Ann was.
"Why not?" I challenged, looking him in the eye. "We were just about ready to chew her out for spending too much money on each of the boys, so she told us part of the gift was from you too." After I'd explained this, he appeared to calm down slightly. "We also got you a little something as well. It's not much, but we thought you'd appreciate it because we're all family."
"You didn't have to do this," he stated with a smile, as he accepted the gift bag from me. He then pulled out the item and stared at it for a few seconds.
It was a lovely, silver frame with a hinged panel on either side. In the center section, I'd placed a large photo of all six boys and me, which Cherie had taken at one of the baseball games. Each side panel contained two photographs as well. On the top of the left hand panel was a picture of Ethan and Andrew that I had taken before one of their games and below it was a picture I'd taken of Marcus and Justin in their uniforms as well. On the top of the right hand panel was a photo I'd taken of Tyler and Dylan before one of their games, while below that was a group picture of all of the adults, including Ann, that Tyler had taken when we'd all been together on the Fourth of July. I meant this gift to represent the entire extended family that he was now part of, so he'd always have something to remember us by.
"This is absolutely wonderful and I will cherish it always," he assured us after he'd examined it carefully. "I can't think of a better gift that I'd received this year."
We then chatted with him for a little while longer, before he had to return to doing his job. I assured him that we'd be stopping by often, so we would get to see plenty of each other during the coming year. The boys and I also wished him a 'Happy New Year' before he left and he bid us the same in return.
After I paid the bill and tipped Ann, we all hopped in the car and headed home. We went directly to the family room when we got back and planned to watch something on TV, but we didn't do it for very long. We were just too tired out from the trip, so I took the boys up to shower instead. They all seemed happy to be home and able to do this with each other again, and as soon as they were clean I had Ethan and Marcus put on their jammies, before I took them over and tucked them into bed together. I hugged each one and kissed him goodnight first, and then I wished them both sweet dreams before shutting the bedroom door behind me as I left.
When I got back to my bedroom, Tyler was waiting for me and he had a huge grin on his face. "It's been a few days since we've done anything now, so will you make love to me again tonight?" he practically demanded as I entered the room.
"I thought you were tired," I countered as I shut the bedroom door.
"I'm not too tired to do that," he announced, showing new life. "So will you make love to me again?"
I think he guessed the answer to that question when he saw me turn around and lock the door, because he raced over and started to kiss me. He also wrapped his arms around my chest and gave me a big hug at the same time.
"Thank you. Thank you. I love you sooo much!" he gushed, once he'd pulled his lips away from mine.
"Hey, I never agreed to do anything," I teased, as he looked up at me with a horrified expression on his face. When he saw that I was grinning, he punched me playfully in the arm.
"I knew you would," he stated assuredly. "I know you like doing it just as much as I do."
Since I couldn't argue the point, I grabbed the things we'd used the first time we did this, so I could prepare Tyler to do it again. We even started out doing it the same way, with me standing up and his butt hanging over the side of the mattress, but then I decided to show him there were many different ways to make love. After I was sure he was comfortable with me being inside him again and I had slid in and out of him a few times, I decided to give Tyler a brief demonstration of a few other positions.
When I first pulled out of his backside, Tyler began to complain, at least until I'd told him what I was planning to do. Then, I had him get off the bed too and told him to bend over the side of the mattress, while I re-entered him from behind. After we'd done it this way for a while, I pulled out again, but this time I had him get on all fours on the mattress while I entered him doggy style, like he had done to me. After doing that briefly, I had him lay face down on the mattress while I stayed inside him, and then we did it like that for a while too.
A short time later, I had him roll over onto his back and I lifted his legs like I did when I rimmed him in this position, but this time I slid my penis inside him, rather than my tongue. Since I knew I was getting close, I pulled out one final time, had Tyler roll over on his side, facing away from me, and then I laid down behind him and entered him once more. We stayed like that as I made the mad dash for the checkered flag and hurriedly stroked Tyler's penis to bring him off first. When he orgasmed, his butt muscles clamped down on my shaft and I released my load inside Tyler once again.
"Dang, I didn't know there were so many ways to do it," Tyler gasped, as soon as he'd returned to the land of the living.
"Oh, there are even more positions than that, but those were a good sampling of them for now," I countered and received an amazed look in return. "We might even try some other ways the next time we do it, but this will do until then."
"Great! That means you're going to do it with me a lot, so I don't care how long it takes to learn all the ways to do this," Tyler quipped, as a huge grin split his face. I had a feeling he was going to tire me out long before we got through them all.
After we'd cleaned up the mess, we cuddled in bed and got ready to sleep. I had no doubt that Tyler was happy and content, since he was nearly purring as he cuddled against me, but I was just as satisfied. Before I came to live with them, I never would have thought that a young teenage boy could bring me so much pleasure, but Tyler had now convinced me otherwise.
When we got up the next morning, I fed the boys first, but then I explained that we had a lot to do before the others showed up. We had to dig out several items from storage first and then we set up the banquet table again. We would need it for dinner, but I also planned on using it for our other activities as well. Once those things were taken care of, I asked the boys to vacuum and dust the downstairs next and then go up to clean and straighten their rooms afterward. I even asked them to help each other change the sheets on their beds, while I was getting things ready for dinner, so I didn't have to rush to do it all later.
Once those things had been taken care of, I sat down to watch a couple of shows with the boys until lunchtime. After we finished eating, we watched a football game that was on until I had to get up to start cooking the things I'd prepared earlier. I was making ham and cabbage for tonight, which was a typical New Year meal that my family usually had, but I was also fixing boiled carrots, celery, onions and potatoes to go with it. Cherie had agreed to make a large lasagna as well, in case the boys didn't care for what I had prepared, and Sally was bringing over a large pan of Spanish Rice. The boys and I had all sampled her Spanish Rice before, so I knew they liked it and there would be plenty available for them to choose from, even for the pickiest eaters.
After I had it all cooking, I went back in to watch some more of the football game with the boys until the others started showing up. The Cochrans were the first to arrive and Cherie offered to watch over what I was fixing, as she put her lasagna in the over to keep it warm. This allowed me a chance to take Don outside to help me with something else I needed to set up for later. That took us about a half hour to finish, and when we came back inside we decided to watch the rest of the football game with the boys. When the game ended, I had my young helpers go out and set both tables, while I went out to the kitchen to make sure Cherie was doing ok, but I also wanted to make sure everything was just about done.
As I was doing that, Sally and Andrew showed up, so we all stopped to say hello to them for a few minutes. Ann showed up about ten minutes after that and Sally took her upstairs to show her where she could clean up and change. While we were waiting for Ann to finish up, Cherie, Sally and I started taking the food out and placing it on the dining room table, so it would be ready for when Ann came down to join us.
When she came downstairs, we gathered around the tables and said grace, before the two mothers and I helped the boys fill their plates. I insisted that my three at least try the ham and cabbage and made them promise they would, before I let them take the other items. Once they were set, the rest of us filled our plates as well and prepared for another wonderful family dinner.
I thought everything tasted delicious and my three didn't react as badly to the ham and cabbage as I'd feared. In fact, Tyler and Marcus talked Dylan and Justin into trying some too, although Andrew wasn't willing to do that. Although Ethan had seemed to like the ham, Andrew witnessed Ethan's reaction to trying the cabbage and refused to try any of it. Those two were actually the only ones that turned their noses up at what I'd prepared, although Ethan only disliked the cabbage.
As soon as we'd finished eating and had cleaned off the two tables and the mess in the kitchen, we took a short break. The boys went into the family room to see what was on TV, while the rest of us relaxed in the living room and chatted with each other instead. Shortly before 8:00, I excused myself and went out to get things set up for what I had planned next, and then I got everyone together again and announced what we were going to do.
"I've rounded up a bunch of board games so we can play them against each other tonight," I began. "Each pair of boys will play against the adults, and we'll rotate among you, so you boys will get to play against all of us adults. I have selected three games that Ethan and Andrew will play and three other games for the four older boys. We will play each game for one hour, with the adults switching opponents every twenty minutes. If the game against the last group had ended, then you'll start a new game, otherwise the adults will merely pick up where the previous adults left off."
Once everyone understood, I pointed out that the three games for Ethan and Andrew were on a TV tray at the far end of the dining room table and they'd set the next game up when the new hour began. The games they would be playing were Chutes and Ladders, Candy Land and Sorry, since I felt they could handle those and enjoy them the most.
I had already set up the three games for the older groups and the boys would move from one game to the other as each hour changed. I had Battleship set up on the near end of the dining room table and Clue was set up on the end of the banquet table closest to the family room. The Game of Life was set up on the other end of the banquet table and Tyler and Dylan would play that first. Marcus and Justin would start out playing Battleship against their opponents, before playing Clue after that. Cherie and Don would play as a pair against the boys, Sally and Ann another pair, but I would face the boys alone, since there was an odd number of adults.
From 8:00 to 9:00 we played the first set of games, rotating every twenty minutes as we competed against each pair on the game they were playing at the time. From 9:00 to 10:00 the boys switched to the next game, as the adults rotated playing against each of them again. Finally, from 10:00 to 11:00 the boys played their final game and the adults rotated through each pair one more time. When the last round ended, I had the boys put all the game pieces back in their boxes and then I led everyone out to the backyard for a little surprise.
"I'm doing this now, because I want you boys to see it and not have to worry about you falling asleep first," I announced while trying to stifle the urge to burst out laughing when I noticed their reaction to my comment. "Besides, I have some other stuff for us to do later. I picked these items up when we were in North Carolina, although they're now legal to buy and sell in Georgia starting this year. I hope you'll all enjoy this, so relax and have fun."
I then went out and began setting off the various fireworks that Don had helped me get ready earlier. I had a variety of different types of rockets and they made quite a show. Almost as soon as the first one lit up the sky, we discovered the Riordans were looking over the fence and enjoying the show too, as well as some of our other neighbors that lived on the other sides. We did this until the last of the rockets had finally been set off, and then we wished all of our neighbors a 'Happy New Year' and headed inside to get ready for the final countdown to the New Year on TV.
We all crowded into the family room together next, so we could watch the various celebrations taking place on TV. This would eventually include the ball dropping in Times Square, but before that happened, I went around and passed out an assortment of party hats and noisemakers to everyone first. I had purchased these items when we were in North Carolina as well, because I thought they would add to the fun time. After we counted down the final ten seconds with the announcer and the crowd in Times Square, we began whooping it up and made a lot of noise, as we wished each other a 'Happy New Year'.
As soon as we had done that for a while and things began to calm down again, I directed everyone to go out to the kitchen for the next surprise. I had set out an assortment of empty wine and champagne glasses on the counter, and I now took out a bottle of champagne to fill those glasses for the adults. After they each had one, I took a bottle of sparkling grape juice and poured some in the wine glasses for the boys to enjoy. After making sure everyone had a glass, we all toasted each other and wished for a New Year would be better than the last.
I had already talked the adults into letting the boys stay with us until Sunday, so we all said goodbye to Don, Cherie, Sally and Ann as they returned home. Once they had gone, Justin raced over to ask me a question. "Can me and Marcus sleep with you tonight?" he wanted to know.
Since I hadn't promised the older boys that they could do this, I told him it would be fine. Then I went to find Tyler, so I could explain it to him. "Justin and Marcus asked to sleep with me tonight, so you and Dylan will have to sleep in your room."
"Yeah, ok," Tyler replied, totally surprising me. I was ready for a huge argument, but he didn't give me one.
"I'm glad you're all right with this," I confirmed, still bewildered.
"It's not a problem," Tyler concurred, before giving me a sly wink and adding a little more information. "I think maybe me and Dylan will try something new tonight, if that's ok with you." I immediately realized this meant he and Dylan were planning to have anal intercourse with each other, which explained why he wasn't upset.
"No, I don't mind at all. Just remember the precautions I told you to take," I advised him. "You can pick up the things from my room before I take Marcus and Justin upstairs." After I'd said that, Tyler ran off to go get Dylan so they could head up to my room to retrieve what they would need.
I had told all of the boys we'd skip the showers tonight, since it was so late, and no one gave me any hassle about it. I then went upstairs with Ethan and Andrew as they put on their pajamas, and then I tucked them both in bed and wished them pleasant dreams. They were both basically sleep walking at this point, so I knew it wouldn't take very long before they passed out.
When I went over to my room after that, Justin and Marcus were already there waiting for me. Justin smiled broadly as I walked through the door, so I wasn't sure if he was just happy that I was letting him do this or if he had something more in mind. He and Marcus had already stripped down to their underwear, so I quickly got undressed too. When we started to get into bed, Justin asked a question.
"Since this is a really special night, will you rub my dick again..." he began, but Marcus cut him off.
"I keep telling you it's a penis, not a dick," he scolded his buddy.
"Ok! Just quit bugging me about it!" he yelled at Marcus before turning back to me. "So will you rub my penis tonight, like you did before in the shower?" he wanted to know.
"Mine too!" Marcus quickly chimed in. I looked at both boys and thought about this for a minute before I answered.
"Ok, since this is a very special night, I guess I can do it for you again, but remember it's only because this is a very special day," I reminded them. "The other thing I need for you to know is that what you want me to do is called masturbation, so if want me to do it for you, then I think you're also old enough to start using the correct term for it."
"Yeah, ok, and we know we won't do this a lot, but we just want you to do it for us again tonight," Justin confessed.
Since I had agreed to do it for them, they both slipped out of their tighty whities and laid on the bed. I glanced from one to the other and was quite amazed. "Justin, I think you've got even more hair now than before," I observed and he smiled at me.
"I know," was his only response.
"And Marcus, I think you've got a couple of hairs coming in too," I pointed out, as Justin quickly leaned over to check it out.
"Yeah, you do," Justin confirmed, which brought a huge grin to Marcus' face.
"It's about time," he announced proudly.
Since Justin was the one that asked, I decided to masturbate him first. I rubbed between his legs and stimulated his scrotum, which caused Justin to sprout an erection in no time at all. I then used two fingers and my thumb to start the process and he began to coo and moan almost immediately. He was absolutely glowing and I could tell he was enjoying this immensely, as I continued to stroke his rigid shaft. Eventually, his body started to tense up and he lifted his butt off of the mattress, as a few drops of clear liquid shot out of the tiny slit at the end. I gave him a few moments to recuperate first, before I pointed this out to him.
"Wow! That felt awesome!" Justin squealed in delight, as soon as he'd recovered.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, but it might have seemed better this time because you produced a little semen," I informed him, as I showed him the wet spots on my hand.
"Is that the stuff Dylan and Tyler shoot?" he asked to clarify what I meant.
"Yes, your little testicles have apparently started working now, but they can only produce this immature version of semen for the time being, but it will get thicker and start to look whitish in color over time," I explained. He was absolutely thrilled by this news.
"I can't wait to tell Dylan and Tyler that I can shoot just like they do, even if it's not quite the same," he beamed. I was surprised he didn't get up and run over to Tyler's room right then so he could inform them.
"Do me now," Marcus urged, so I started to masturbate him as well.
Marcus looked mildly dejected when he only had a dry orgasm, so I reminded him that Justin was older and it took time for him to ejaculate after getting his first pubic hairs too. He nodded slightly to confirmed he understood, although I could tell he was still disappointed, but maybe not quite as much as before. After Justin wiped off the little bit of liquid that had landed on his abdomen, the two boys got on either side of me and prepared to go to sleep. They hadn't bothered to put on their underwear first, but after what we'd just done, I decided not to say anything about it.
Justin and Marcus cuddled up against me, much like Tyler and Dylan always did, but Justin was much more involved with doing this than Marcus was. Although Marcus snuggled up tightly against my side and placed his head on my shoulder, Justin did even more than that. He also draped one of his arms across my chest and one of his legs over mine as well, so his privates were pressed firmly against my outer thigh. I didn't think this was sexual on his part, as it was when Tyler did it, but he obviously liked doing this with me too. I was just glad that his father was no longer a threat, or else I might not have agreed to do this with him tonight.
After the boys woke up the next morning, I fed them breakfast and then we went into the family room to watch the parades on TV. While we were doing that, there were several comments made about the previous day.
"Last night was pretty fun," Marcus announced, and I held my breath momentarily, because I wasn't sure if he meant what we'd done as a group or what I'd done with Justin and him later. "I liked playing those games and it was fun doing it against all of you," he stated, while looking at me. "We beat you guys in two of the three games."
"Yeah, I had a good time too," Tyler admitted. "I wasn't sure if it was going to be much fun when you first announced what we were going to do, but I enjoyed playing those games against all of you too."
The other boys quickly concurred, although Andrew had his own observation about what we'd done. "I never played those games before, but they were fun. I hope we can do it again."
After I assured him we would, Dylan had a comment to make. "I thought the fireworks you set off were the best part of last night. I've never seen anyone do that at home before and I've only seen fireworks at places like Stone Mountain or when Lawrenceville sets them off on the Fourth of July. This wasn't as big as those, but it was kinda neat watching them shoot up in the air and then explode."
"Now that they're legal in Georgia, you might see more of that in the future," I advised him. "Some people were buying them in the other states before this and then setting them off here, but it wasn't considered legal at the time. I'm just glad you boys had a good time last night."
"We did," they all agreed, but the look on Tyler's face told me this had more to do with what he did with Dylan afterward, rather than what he'd done with the rest of us earlier in the night.
When I went out to fix the boys lunch later, Tyler followed me to the kitchen and I couldn't wait to hear what he had to say. "I did it with Dylan last night, both ways," he said with a grin. "It wasn't as good as when I did it with you," he added in a whisper, "but it was still fun."
"I'm glad to hear that," I replied. "So Dylan didn't ask why you suddenly wanted to do this?"
"Nah, I just told him it was my way of celebrating the New Year with him, since he'd been bugging me to do it for so long," Tyler admitted. "He was just happy that I finally gave in."
"That's good," I responded. "I'm also glad it didn't rouse his suspicions."
"Nope. Not at all," he confirmed, much to my relief.
After I fed the boys lunch, we decided to go to the family room and watch the football games. While I was cleaning up the kitchen, Dylan showed up to ask me a question.
"Did Justin really cum last night?" he demanded, while looking at me for an answer. "He said he did, but I don't know if I really believe him." Although I was hesitant to admit to Dylan that I'd masturbated his brother, it seemed he already knew and the only problem he had was believing what his brother told him.
"He did, but it was just the immature watery kind," I confirmed.
"Yeah, I did that at first too, but I'm just surprised he can do it already," Dylan told me. "I think I was twelve before I did it the first time."
"Everyone is different, but it seems boys are doing it younger and younger all the time now," I pointed out and Dylan merely nodded.
"I'm happy for him though," Dylan stated, before going back to the family room.
I soon went in to join the boys again, as we got ready to watch the first of the football games. The only break we took, other than to make quick runs to the toilet during commercials, was at halftime of the second game, so we could eat dinner. Since we had so many leftovers, I merely heated those up and it didn't take very long to get things ready. After we finished our meal, we went back in to watch the rest of the game.
In between the second and third games, I took Ethan and Andrew up for their shower. It was a very quick affair and then they put on their pajamas, while I threw on a pair of sweats, since I knew I'd be doing this again shortly. We then went back to the family room and watched the next game with the rest of the boys.
We all decided to cheer for different teams this time, to add a little more excitement when watching the game, so each person in the pair picked a different side. When half time rolled around, I told Marcus and Justin that I'd take them up for their shower, and that's when I received my next surprise.
"I'm going to shower with Justin tonight and Marcus will shower with Tyler," Dylan informed me. He didn't elaborate on this until we got upstairs though, so it left me wondering why the sudden change.
"Justin asked me to shower with him and said he'd let me jerk him off so I could see that he could really cum, since I didn't believe him at first," he explained. "I was curious to see him do it, so I agreed to do this with him."
Since they were both willing participants, I had no problem with it either. Before I washed Justin though, Dylan got him hard and masturbated him first, so he'd be able to see that Justin was definitely growing up. Even though I'd assured Dylan that Justin had cum the previous night, he still looked slightly amazed when it happened. At the same time, Justin beamed with pride that he had just proved himself to his brother. After they had finished, I washed both of them and then we went back to the family room to watch the rest of the game.
The second half was exciting, but the team that Justin, Andrew, Tyler and I were rooting for lost. Maybe we would have better luck in the next game. That one started immediately afterward, so I told Marcus and Tyler that I'd shower with them at the half. They were fine with that, so we all picked which team we were going to root for this time and settled back to enjoy the game.
At the half, I took Marcus and Tyler up for their shower, but no one masturbated anyone this time. Marcus proudly made sure to show Tyler that he had a couple of hairs now too and Tyler complimented him on it, which made Marcus feel really good. After I washed both boys, we went back downstairs and watched the rest of the game together.
This time the team Justin, Andrew, Tyler and I were rooting for won and it was the first time I'd noticed that the same boys had selected the same team I had chosen to cheer for. I had a pretty good idea about why Tyler had done this, and I think Andrew did it so he'd feel closer to me, but I was curious about Justin. He seemed to be trying to get closer to me every time he was here, but after his father had made up with his brother and him, I had expected that to change. When it didn't, I began to wonder if this was just a temporary thing or if he had some sort of a crush on me. I'd have to watch him carefully from now on, because I didn't want to break his little heart, but I also didn't want to start something I couldn't finish. I had Tyler and he was definitely more than enough for me to handle.
After I'd tucked Justin and Marcus in bed, I headed over to my bedroom next. To my complete surprise, Dylan eagerly filled me in on what he and Tyler had done the night before and verbally drew some pretty graphic images for me to think about. By the look on Tyler's face, he didn't know Dylan was going to do this, and obviously Dylan didn't know that Tyler had already apprised me about what went down the previous night. However, that wasn't my last surprise of the evening.
"Do you want to watch me and Tyler do it again?" Dylan followed, as he looked at my face and awaited my answer.
"I think that should be kept private between the two of you," I responded and Dylan looked disappointed.
"Why? You know everything else we do and we've even done some of those things with you too," he shot back while trying to convince me.
"That may be and I might have been wrong doing that stuff with you, but I think I need to draw the line here," I advised him. He looked confused and shook his head in amazement, as if he thought that would help him understand why I'd just refused his offer. On the other hand, I had a feeling that if I watched them do it, then Dylan would expect me to join in with the two of them, so we could all do it to each other.
"But we don't mind. Do we, Ty?" Dylan added, as he glanced over at Tyler for support. Tyler didn't immediately respond, but then he finally answered.
"I don't mind if Uncle Blake knows what we do or if he watches us do it, but I think I understand why he doesn't want to do this," he answered. "I know he doesn't mind helping us out with the other stuff, but I have a feeling that he thinks making love like that is something you only do with someone you really love and are willing to commit to."
"But we love him and he loves us," Dylan challenged, thinking that was enough.
"Yes, he loves us, but he might not be IN love with us. I think that's the difference," Tyler explained.
"But we did it and we're not in love. Are we?" Dylan followed, showing he was slightly confused by this as well.
"No, I don't think so, but we did it so we could learn what it was like," Tyler offered. "Uncle Blake has done it before and doesn't need to learn about that stuff any more, so he only wants to do it with someone he really cares about."
Dylan merely shook his head again, but he didn't push the issue further. Instead, I suggested we form a triangle with our bodies so we could suck each other off. After we'd all got a little relief, we cuddled together and fell asleep. Before I dozed off though, I made a mental note to thank Tyler tomorrow for helping me explain this to Dylan.
Chapter 78
Exploring New Horizons
After the boys and I got up on Sunday morning, we had a big breakfast and then went in to watch the marathon of Harry Potter movies that was being shown on the ABC Family channel. The boys loved this series, and even though we had seen all of the movies before, they still wanted to watch them again. Seeing we'd been watching so much football, this turned out to be a perfect alternative.
They didn't even want to take a break for lunch, so I went out to the kitchen and made something for all of us to eat, and then I brought it into the family room so we could chow down together. The boys thought this was a special treat, sort of like having a picnic, and we all enjoyed our meal while watching the magic on the screen.
Later, I had to pry Andrew, Justin and Dylan away from the TV and out of the family room so I could take them home. Their parents were expecting them shortly, since the boys would be returning to school the following day and didn't have what they needed with them. Before we left the house though, I called and placed an order for take out from the Chinese restaurant the boys and I liked, since I didn't feel like fixing a meal. Then, after I had dropped the other boys off at their houses, I drove over to pick it up. When I got back to the house, I fixed each of the boys a plate and took it in to them, before bringing in their drinks too. Then I brought something in for myself and sat down to finished watching the movies with them.
They were upset that I wouldn't let them stay up to watch the last movie, which started at 8:00, because they were out of practice getting up early after having two weeks off. In fact, I had been sleeping later than normal too, so I wanted us to all go to bed early and get a good night's sleep. The only exceptions I made to our usual routine was that I allowed Marcus and Ethan to sleep together, as well as letting Tyler sleep with me. Since we'd been doing this for most of the time they had been on vacation, I felt they would all sleep better if I let them do it again.
When we got up Monday morning, I had to keep urging the boys to pick up the pace as they got dressed and ate breakfast, but fortunately they were all ready in time when their buses arrived. Then I took off for work, ready to thank my boss for allowing me to take off the previous week.
I was really happy that everything went smoothly during the day, otherwise I would have felt guilty about not working the previous week. Since nothing out of the ordinary happened and the day progressed without incident, all my coworkers were in a good mood when it was time to go home. Our boss was in a great mood too, so before I left for the day, I made sure to thank him one more time and let him know how much I truly appreciated his understanding and cooperation.
When I arrived home, I went next door to the Riordan's to let Ethan and Marcus know they could come home. While I was there, I thanked Brenda for all of her help and handed her a Christmas card in which I'd placed a $100 Visa gift card. I explained it was to show my gratitude that she was always willing to watch the boys for me, and quite often on short notice. She thanked me for doing this for her and agreed to help out whenever needed.
When the boys and I returned home, I began fixing dinner. I put it on a low heat for now, because I had to run over to the school to pick up Dylan and Tyler from practice. Cherie and I had agreed to alternate this duty again, but tonight was my turn to do it. I loaded Ethan and Marcus into the car and then we went over to get the other pair.
As soon as Dylan and Tyler joined us, they reminded me that they had an away game on Thursday. This presented me with a problem, because Marcus and Justin had games that day too. I thought about it briefly and figured I'd talk it over with Cherie and the boys when we dropped Dylan off at his house, to see how we could resolve the situation.
"I'm afraid we have a problem. There are multiple games on Thursday, two home and the other away," I began. "I know you all like for us to come watch you play, but that won't be possible this time, because Aunt Cherie and I can only be in one place at a time. After thinking about it, I can only see two options to this problem. The first is that we just don't go to Dylan and Tyler's game, and the other is that I go to one location and Aunt Cherie goes to the other. How do you boys suggest we do this?"
"It's ok if only one of you comes to our games," Justin quickly offered. "I think that's the fairest way."
"Yeah," the others quickly chimed in.
"In that case, I'll just have to ask Aunt Cherie which game she'd rather go to," I followed, while looking in her direction.
"I'm not sure I would be able to find the other school on my own, so I'll go to the games here," she quickly answered.
"That's fine and I'll go to the other game then," I concurred.
"I'll take Marcus home with us afterward and you can pick him up there later," she offered, which took care of that problem.
"And I'll pick Dylan and Tyler up at the school after their bus gets back and drop Dylan off when I pick Marcus up," I agreed.
Once that had been settled, I took the boys home and finished preparing our meal. After we were done eating, I made sure the boys had their homework completed, before we went to the family room to watch TV for a while. During the commercial, the three of them filled me in about their day.
"It kinda sucked being in school today after having two weeks off," Marcus observed in a less than enthusiastic manner.
"The only good thing about it was basketball practice," Tyler chimed in. "It felt good to get back out on the court with the rest of the team again."
"I had fun with Andrew on the playground after lunch," Ethan offered, making the rest of us smile.
"When is the next time we have off?" Marcus wondered.
"You'll have a three-day weekend in a couple of weeks for Martin Luther King Jr. Day, and then you'll have another three-day weekend about a month later for Presidents Day," I answered. "After that, you'll have to wait until Spring Break, which will be in early April."
"Dang, that's too long," Marcus observed dejected.
After the shows ended, I took the boys upstairs to shower and then get ready for bed. I made each one sleep in his own bed tonight and explained this was the way it would be on school nights. They all groaned but didn't argue, even though they did other things to let me know they were displeased, such as the way they stomped off when going to their bedrooms.
I tucked them in, kissed them goodnight and wished them sweet dreams. When it was Tyler's turn, he finally responded to my earlier comment. "Can't I sleep with you on Wednesday, since I have a basketball game the next day. I know I'll sleep better if I'm with you and then I'll play better in the game too."
"I think I started a bad trend with you during baseball season, but I don't think we'll need to do that now," I suggested. Tyler started to pout, but then he decided to argue instead.
"Come on. You know I always sleep better when I sleep with you too and it will help me be more rested up for the game," he insisted.
"That may be, but I really don't want to explain to your brothers why I'm allowing you to do that, if they discover you spent the night with me, especially after I said you would all have to sleep in your own beds on school nights," I offered, and again Tyler made a face.
"What if I promise to make sure that doesn't happen," Tyler countered, as he looked to see my response.
"And just how, exactly, do you intend to keep that promise?" I challenged.
"After we get up, I'll let you make sure the other two are still in their rooms first and then I'll hustle over to my room before they come out," he explained. "That way they won't see that I spent the night with you."
"Let me think about it," I offered, trying to end this discussion quickly, since I didn't want to argue with him all night long. I was also hoping he might forget about doing it by Wednesday, even though I knew the chance of that happening was very slim.
Once I'd kissed his forehead and tucked him into bed, I went over to my room and crawled under the covers. That's when I realized I was just as lonely without anyone sharing my bed too. I hadn't slept alone in quite a while and this led to me having trouble falling asleep. If this situation didn't improve before then, I might have to give in to Tyler just for my own benefit.
Tuesday and Wednesday went by fairly smoothly and the only difference was Cherie picked the boys up from practice on Tuesday and I did it on Wednesday. Later Wednesday evening, after I'd showered with the boys and put the younger pair to bed, I found Tyler waiting for me in my bedroom.
"Are you going to let me sleep with you tonight?" he wanted to know. I was tempted to say 'no', but I hadn't slept well the past couple of nights either, so I was considering that as well before I replied.
"Look, I don't want to get back in the habit of doing this every time you have a game," I finally answered. "Marcus has a game tomorrow too, so what makes your situation any different?"
"Because we play other schools and Marcus just plays against other kids from his school," Tyler shot back. "But he could sleep with us too, if he asked to do it."
"Sure, now that he's already in bed," I scoffed. "And does this mean you aren't planning on doing other things too?"
"Maybe, but Marcus is getting older, so can he do them with us now too," Tyler suggested. "He's getting hair down there and you jerked him and Justin off on New Year's Eve, so why not?"
"Look, when I did that for those two I told them it was only because it was a very special day and not something I'd do with them very often," I confessed, while considering what I was going to say next. "Besides, I don't want to get involved with them like I have with you and Dylan. Maybe I was wrong doing that, but I don't want to continue those things with the other boys."
"You weren't wrong with me and Dylan, but maybe you're right about not doing it with them," Tyler relented. "I'll want you to make love to me again, but I know you won't do it if anyone else is in there with us."
"You've got that right and I don't want anyone else to know that we've done it either," I added, just to make sure he understood.
"I know, but can't I please sleep with you tonight?" he pressed, while giving me his special look. "We don't even have to do anything else, but I just want to sleep with you."
I knew this could go on for a long time and I was hoping to get some sleep tonight, since I hadn't slept so well the past couple of nights. Probably more for my own benefit than his, I finally gave in. "Ok, but just to sleep then," I offered.
Tyler immediately lunged for me, as he planted his lips over mine and threw his arms around my body. After kissing and hugging me to show his thanks, he went back to turn off his bedroom light, closed his door and came in with me. Once my door was shut too, he crawled into bed and cuddled against me. We both fell asleep fairly quickly after that and I know I slept really well, but I think Tyler did too.
Tyler was able to get back to his bedroom before the other pair woke up, so our little conspiracy went unnoticed. After the boys got ready for school and I'd seen them off on their buses, I drove into work. During the ride, I thought about how often I seemed to be giving in to Tyler, but I also considered that it hadn't really been a big deal or actually caused any major problems. If he'd been insistent that we have sex last night, then it might have been different, but it was just to help him sleep. As long as it continued like that, then I might consider letting him do it again.
When I got out of work later, I rushed home to get Ethan and then we took off to catch Dylan and Tyler's game. To my surprise, the game had already started by the time we arrived, so Ethan and I had to wait for the next time out before we could go inside and find a seat in the bleachers. I glanced up at the scoreboard and noticed it was a really tight game and Dylan and Tyler were both playing. I wasn't sure if they had started though, but I assumed they had, and they immediately set up their full court press the next time they scored.
Tyler was guarding the ballhandler and Dylan had started to come over to trap him, but it turned out that he was merely faking the move this time. Thinking he was about to be double teamed, the boy with the ball pulled up and tried to make a pass, but Dylan had dropped back in the passing lane and was able to intercept the throw. He then dribbled downcourt, beating the intended target of the pass, and scored on a layup. He and Tyler then immediately set up the press again.
This time Dylan's man was bringing the ball upcourt and just as soon as he crossed over midcourt, Tyler raced over to double team him. The boy obviously thought Tyler was faking it too and tried to continue, but he had to pull up when Tyler stepped in front of him. This caused the boy to travel instead and gave the ball back to our team again.
Tyler immediately inbounded the ball and tossed to Dylan. He caught the ball, pivoted and saw Jamal breaking toward the hoop. Dylan tossed him a beautiful baseball pass and Jamal caught it and pulled up to make a short bank shot for the score. Then, their team set up to press again.
Dylan and Tyler were taken out of the game for part of the second quarter, but our team was up by eight points at the half. When the boys came out to start the second half, Dylan and Tyler started again, but our team didn't start out having the same amount of success. I don't know if they'd gotten overconfident or if the other team had just made adjustments to what they were doing. Whatever the case, our team made a few turnovers in the third quarter and were only up by two points when the quarter ended.
Coach Jackson took Dylan and Tyler out at the start of the fourth quarter and things were going fairly smoothly for our team after that. This didn't mean that Dylan and Tyler had been the ones making the mistakes, although they made their share too, but it just seemed to be the chemistry between the boys on the court at the time. Whatever it was, the team got their act together, and although the result was still in doubt up until the final buzzer, our team managed to pull off the victory.
After slapping hands with the other team, Tyler and Dylan stopped to speak with us briefly before they took off to shower and change. After discussing how they had played, I told them I'd see them at the school in a little while. In fact, Ethan and I were already waiting for them at the school when the bus pulled in, since it took longer from them to drive back than it had taken us. Dylan and Tyler quickly spotted the Outback and raced over to hop inside, and they started talking almost as soon as the door was shut.
"That was scary," Dylan began. "We could have lost the game."
"Yeah, but the other guys pulled it out," Tyler added, breathing a sigh of relief. "They said they all played together both days last week, so they were used to some of the new things they were doing with each other. I think it really hurt that we weren't there last week, because Dylan and Justin didn't go either. Their mom took them to do some other stuff instead while we were away."
"Yeah, we didn't want to miss out on the basketball, but Mom really wanted us to spend time with her," Dylan added. "I'm glad doing that didn't make us lose though."
"Even if you had lost the game, it wouldn't have just been due to the fact that you'd spent time with her," I pointed out. "There were a bunch of other factors too."
"Yeah, like me not playing that week either," Tyler quickly added, but I didn't respond and let the topic drop.
A short time later, I was in the process of dropping Dylan off and picking Marcus up when I noticed Marcus seemed to be down too, so I figured his team had a rough game as well. "Me and Justin's teams both lost tonight," he stated as he got in the car. "I don't know what was wrong, but we didn't play very good."
"Hey, it's only a game and a learning process, so don't get too down about it," I offered, hoping it would cheer him up a bit, or at least get him not to dwell on it for very long, and that seemed to work.
Instead of going home, I took the boys over to the diner to eat, since I was sure they were hungry and eager to put something in their stomachs. I also didn't feel like trying to whip something up, so I took the easy way out. We all enjoyed doing this too, since we got to chat with Ann and her boss at various times, but they both made a comment about Marcus and Tyler's lack of smiles tonight. I then explained to them about the boys' less than cheerful mood, and after they'd found out what the problem was, they each told the boys it was only a game and not to take it too seriously. Eventually, the two older boys relented and agreed with their advice.
After we got home, I showered with Ethan alone this time, since both Marcus and Tyler said they didn't need to shower again, because they had taken one after their games. This surprised me, since that had never stopped them from showering with us before, but I felt it was due to the fact that they still weren't in a very good mood. After I finished up with Ethan and he'd gotten ready for bed, I tucked him in and said goodnight, before I went over to do the same with the other pair. Marcus was already in bed, but not asleep, so I kissed him on the forehead and gave him a hug, in an effort to make him feel a little better and help him get to sleep. Then I went over to Tyler's room.
He was sitting on his bed in his underwear waiting for me. He looked up as I entered the room, but he didn't break into a smile as he usually did. I wasn't sure why, but I walked over to give him a kiss and hug goodnight.
"What's up, champ? You still look a little down," I stated after I'd released him.
"It's because I didn't play very good today," he responded, not looking up.
"Maybe you didn't have a great game, but you certainly didn't play horribly either," I offered, hoping that might perk him up a little. "You made a couple of good plays, and Dylan did too, but I will admit that maybe you didn't have as good a game as you normally did."
"Dylan played better than me," he mused, before his voice trailed off.
"Even the best players have off days," I countered, but he didn't react to my comment. "Even Michael Jordan and Kobe Bryant had games they weren't happy with and didn't feel as if they had played well, but they went out the next game and did their best to make up for it. Just shake it off, practice hard and give it your best effort the next time you take the court, but I still say you didn't play badly today."
At that point, he looked up at me and slowly a grin started to creep across his face. "Ok, maybe you're right," he conceded. "I'll do what you told me and hope I do better next time."
"That's the attitude, now get some rest," I replied, while urging him to lay down. When he did, I pulled the covers up over him, kissed him on the lips and wished him sweet dreams.
"Thanks, Uncle Blake. You helped a lot and I feel better now. I love you," Tyler confessed as I turned off the light.
"I love you too, champ, and I'm glad I could help," I replied, as I pulled his door shut behind me.
Everyone seemed to be in a fairly decent mood the next morning when I woke them up, so I was glad about that. After they got ready for school, I told each one to have a good day as they ran out to catch their buses and then I took off for work. On the way in, I remembered that I had offered to have all the boys stay at the house with us again this weekend, which perked me up a bit too. I did this because I felt it would give Cherie and Don a little more time to make up and work things out, especially after the rough month they'd just endured between Thanksgiving and Christmas. Now, I merely had to figure out what I was going to do to entertain the boys.
By the time I arrived home later, Cherie was already there with Justin and she had also sent him next door to let Brenda Riordan know that someone was at the house, so Marcus and Ethan could come home. The boys all seemed happy to see me and Cherie offered to go get the older pair from practice, since it was actually my turn to pick them up.
"Let me do it for you to make up for you taking the boys again," she insisted, after I told her she didn't need to do it.
"It's really not a big deal, but if you want to, then go ahead," I reluctantly agreed, since I didn't really feel she had to pay me back for doing this. However, before she returned, Sally showed up with Andrew and I was chatting with her when Cherie arrived with Dylan and Tyler. After spotting Sally's car, Cherie came in to chat with both of us for a bit.
"Just so you know, I had the lawyer rescind all the agreements he'd had Don sign. I can't believe how Don has changed, but it has been really amazing to watch and Don's a totally different person now," Cherie stated, once the boys had gone off and the three of us were sitting alone in the living room. "I can hardly believe how good he has been with the boys lately, because he makes sure to say goodnight to each of them when they go to bed, but he also gives them a hug and a kiss on the forehead at the same time. I know the boys are trying not to make too big a deal over his sudden change, but I can see how their faces glow when Don does that."
"It sounds absolutely fantastic!" I offered in return.
"Yes, it does," Sally concurred. "I know it means a lot to Andrew when Blake does things like that for him, so I can only imagine how he would react if his father ever came around and did it as well." As I looked up at Sally, I could read the sadness in her eyes after she'd said this, since she knew how much it affected Andrew. She also wasn't sure why her ex had never wanted anything to do with his son after they'd gotten divorced, since he'd only divorced her, not Andrew.
After a few more minutes of chatting, Cherie said she had to get home, because she needed to fix dinner, because Don was taking her out to a movie and for some drinks later. After hearing this, Sally decided it was time for her to leave too, so I said goodbye to both women. Then, I went to round up the boys, so I could let them know what I had planned.
"Ok, I'm going to take you out to eat at the diner first and then we'll go to the high school, so we can watch the JV and Varsity teams play," I announced and they all seemed fairly excited about doing this.
"Both the JV and Varsity got killed in their games on Wednesday, so I hope they do better tonight," Dylan offered, as he glanced over at Tyler. "It wasn't a great week for any of our school teams."
"Then let's see how they do tonight," I urged, as I herded them out to the Outback.
After chatting briefly with Ann and her boss, we ate our meals fairly quickly tonight, so we didn't miss any of the action. The JV team was just taking the court and getting ready to start the game while we were taking our seats in the bleachers. From the opening tip-off, the game was action packed and the local team played really well, so they ended up winning the game, much to the boys' delight.
"From what I was told about their last game, that was a big improvement," Dylan observed, looking quite impressed.
"As I told Tyler, anyone can have an off night and sometimes it can happen to the entire team at the same time, but tonight they came out ready to play," I observed, trying to make a point. "I'm sure you two will be able to do the same thing in your next game too."
"I just hope the Varsity can do it first," Tyler stated, as the JV teams were leaving the court and the Varsity teams were coming on to start their warm-ups.
The Varsity game was very much like the JV game, with the local team coming out and playing very aggressively on both offense and defense. They won their game as well, but they actually destroyed their opponents and beat them by over 20 points. The boys were quite impressed by this as well.
"Dang! I hope we can do that in our next game," Tyler gushed, after looking at the varsity players with admiration. "They got beat by a lot in the game before this, but tonight they won by even more."
That's what you can do when you bear down and give it your best effort," I observed, as Dylan and Tyler nodded their heads in agreement.
"We're going to do that too," Dylan promised, and I hoped it wouldn't turn out to be an idle boast.
After we got back to the house, I rushed the boys through their showers and tucked them into bed. I was totally amazed that Dylan and Tyler went to Tyler's room tonight, instead of mine, so I guess it meant they'd planned a little action of their own. The problem was, it left me sleeping alone again and I didn't have a very good night. I always slept much better when one or both of them were with me, so if I'd known what they were going to do earlier, I might have suggested that Justin and Marcus could spend the night with me instead.
Dylan and Tyler also got up quite a bit later than everyone else the next morning, so that told me they must have stayed up late fooling around with each other. I wasn't about to ask them about what they had done though and would let them keep it to themselves. There was also the chance that they might tell me about it anyway, but I wasn't about to force the issue.
I had already fed the other boys, but I hadn't cleaned up the kitchen yet, because I knew I'd probably need the same items when the older pair finally stumbled downstairs. The younger boys had gone to the family room to watch their Saturday morning shows and I was sitting at the dining room table sipping a cup of coffee. I was thinking about a bunch of different things when Dylan and Tyler finally staggered in to join me.
"Mornin'," Tyler mumbled, still half asleep. "I'm hungry. What's for breakfast?"
"I fixed French toast for the other boys, so you can have that if you want or I can fix you something else," I offered, as the two of them pulled out chairs and basically flopped down into them.
"Nah, the French toast sounds good," Tyler agreed through a yawn.
"Yeah, me too," Dylan mumbled, since he didn't seem to be in any better shape than his buddy. " I guess we were having too much fun last night and stayed up later than we thought."
"Yeah, it was great," Tyler agreed in a wistful sigh.
I didn't comment or ask what they meant. Instead, I got up and went out to the kitchen to fix their breakfast. When it was done, I brought the food in to them and they quickly poured some syrup on it before they began to eat.
"I guess you probably figured out what we did last night," Tyler stated in between bites, as he looked for my reaction.
"I'm surprised he didn't hear us," Dylan quickly chimed in. I only glanced back at them and studied their faces, to see if I could figure out what they were up to.
"Well since you're both yawning, I can tell you probably weren't sleeping, but I actually didn't hear a thing," I replied, which caused Dylan to gawk at me.
"Really? Tyler kept telling me to quiet down, so I thought I was being really loud," he shot back, looking amazed.
"I guess I must have fallen asleep quickly and slept like a log then, because I didn't hear a thing," I confirmed.
"That's good," Tyler offered, looking slightly relieved.
"Yeah it is, because we did it to each other twice," Dylan added, which caused Tyler to turn in his direction quickly and give him a strange look. "What? We did it to each other twice and I don't care if Uncle Blake knows that."
"I don't either, but it sounded like you were bragging," Tyler stated, as he glared at Dylan. "That's why I gave you the dirty look."
"I wasn't really bragging, but I am kind of proud that we were able to do that." he confirmed, looking smug.
"Maybe this is a little too much information," I offered, to keep them from bickering about this. "There should be plenty of college basketball games on today, so do you want to watch those or would you rather do something else?"
"Yeah, the basketball games sound fine," they both agreed.
After they finished eating, they went to the family room to see what the other boys were doing, but I stayed in the kitchen to clean up the mess. When I finished, I went in to join them, since I was curious about what they were up to as well. They were all watching cartoons, and even though I wasn't really interested in doing that, I couldn't resist staying in there with them when the boys begged me to spend some time with them. When I finally agreed and plopped down on the sofa, Andrew crawled onto my lap and Justin pressed his body against mine on the right side, while Ethan and Marcus crowded in together on my left. Dylan and Tyler took seats on the floor on either side of my legs, since I guess they wanted to be close to me too.
When it was time for the basketball games to start, the little ones didn't want to stop watching their shows, so I told Dylan and Tyler they could watch the games upstairs. The younger boys wanted me to stay with them, so I agreed that I'd watch one more of their shows with them first, and then I'd go make all of us some lunch before I went up to watch the second half of the basketball game with the oldest pair. The younger boys weren't happy when I told them this, but they agreed to my plan, so that's what I did.
When the show ended, I went out to the kitchen and made lunch for all of us, and then I called the boys to come out and eat. The pair from upstairs didn't come down until a little while later, because it was nearly halftime when I called to them and they didn't want to miss anything, so I did a few other things while I waited for them to finish eating. Then, I went upstairs with them and watched the rest of the game.
Tyler was on my right side and Dylan on my left, as we leaned back against the pillows we'd propped up along the headboard. We'd been watching the game for about ten minutes when Justin walked into the bedroom and announced that he wanted to watch the game with us. When we agreed that would be fine, he asked if I would spread my legs so he could sit between them and then lean back against me. After thinking about it briefly, I said that would be alright too and Justin eagerly raced over and took up his place.
We watched the rest of that game and then two more before I finally got up and headed downstairs to fix dinner. I told the boys they could stay until I called them down to eat, so Dylan and Tyler stayed where they were, but Justin followed me down to the kitchen.
"I like spending time with you," he told me once we were alone.
"I like spending time with you too," I agreed and that brought a huge smile to his face.
"Can I stay out here and help you?" he followed, as I began taking things out to whip up dinner.
"Ok, if you want," I confirmed, which earned me another grin.
Justin then stayed by my side and did whatever I suggested, even after Marcus came out and asked if Justin wanted to do something with him instead. Marcus looked mildly disappointed when Justin told him he wanted to stay and help me, so Marcus went back to the family room with the younger pair. I decided to give Justin a little leeway and allow him to do things with me for now, while hoping he'd soon realize it wasn't so much fun doing these things after all. He just seemed to want to be close to me and hadn't indicated any other desires, so I wasn't about to jump to conclusions or turn him away.
When we'd finished eating and cleaned up the mess afterward, I went back upstairs to watch some more basketball games with the older pair. Justin came up with me again, while the other three watched a movie in the family room. I could tell this was confusing Marcus, but he didn't say anything to Justin about it, at least not until I was taking a shower with them later.
"How come you keep hanging out with Uncle Blake instead of doin' stuff with me?" he demanded, once it was just the three of us.
"I just like being with him. That's all," Justin replied, blushing slightly. "I like doing stuff with you too, but I wanted to hang out with Uncle Blake for a while today."
That seemed to suffice for now, especially after Justin agreed to sleep with Marcus as he usually did. That definitely seemed to make Marcus feel a little better, so I was glad nothing worse had come out of this.
To my surprise and delight, Dylan and Tyler decided to sleep with me tonight, although we didn't do anything with each other. Maybe they were still tired out, or possibly even a little sore from the night before, but they still snuggled against me the entire night and I slept much better than I had the previous evening.
Chapter 79
A Deeper Connection
Sunday proved to be a fairly laid back day and I split my time between watching a movie with the younger boys and enjoying a basketball game with the older pair. When it was time to take the other boys home later, I reminded them that they would be spending the following weekend with Aunt Cherie and Uncle Don. They had no problem with doing that, although there were a few comments made about them having more fun when they stayed with me.
The week seemed to fly by as well, even though it was all pretty run of the mill for us. The main difference from the week before was that this time Dylan and Tyler's basketball game was on Tuesday, and I was pleased they were able to do exactly as they intended. They both played much better than in their previous outing and their team beat the other one quite handily, so it was no surprise that each of them felt much better about their performance when the game ended. Then on Thursday, Marcus and Justin's teams both won as well, so they were also feeling much better about themselves too.
All day Friday, however, I was more than a little down, because I knew I'd be all alone for much of the weekend. Tyler had a game on Saturday that I would go to, but other than that I'd be on my own until Sunday afternoon. I was still depressed when it was time to go home, so I stayed a little later than normal and completed a few other tasks that had been left unfinished by my coworkers, because none of these items were high priority. When my boss asked why I was still there, I explained that the boys were staying with their friends this weekend, so I had some extra time. He just smiled and thanked me for doing a little more than necessary and going the extra mile.
Once I left work, I drove directly to the diner, since I didn't feel like fixing a meal just for myself. Both Ann and her boss asked why I was alone, so I explained the situation to them as well. They merely said it was nice that I was able to get some time by myself once in a while, although I wasn't sure I concurred with their assessment, but I smiled and pretended I agreed with them. I hadn't quite finished my meal when my cell phone rang, and I answered it quickly once I saw who the call was from. "What's up, Don?" I asked the person on the other end.
"Hey, I'm going to take the boys over to watch the high school teams play, so I thought I'd call and ask if you wanted to come with us," he responded, which immediately brought a smile to my face.
"Sure, I'd love that," I confirmed. "I'll swing by the house and pick up the Outback first, because I know you won't be able to fit us all inside your car." Don chuckled.
"Yes, that would be pretty crowded," he agreed.
After I finished my meal and took care of the bill, I raced home to switch vehicles and then took off for the Cochran's house. Once we were loaded up, I drove to the high school and we hurried inside to watch the game.
Don was actually surprised when the boys sat with us this time, unlike what they did at the football games, and I chatted about the JV game and the players with the boys as we watched the action on the court. At the half, I suggested to Don that I'd pick him and the others up the following morning and take them to Dylan and Tyler's game too, since it was an away game and I knew everyone wouldn't fit in his car. After he agreed that would be fine, he told me he'd take Dylan and Tyler to the school first, before I got to the house, so they could ride the bus with their team. Then, the rest of us would all ride together to go watch their game.
When the second half started, it continued to be a really close game with the lead switching back and forth. The boys were more than a little disappointed when the visiting team made a shot just before the final buzzer and the home team lost by a point. It was a heartbreaking loss, because our JV squad had played really well, but the boys found some solace in the fact that this opponent had been much better than the last team they'd played, so it showed our JV team was improving. The sting of the defeat didn't keep the boys down for very long, though, especially after we took them to the cafeteria to enjoy some refreshments in between the JV and Varsity games.
The Varsity team played really well too, but unlike their younger counterparts, they won their game. It had also been a very close contest, but this time the other team missed a desperation three-point shot at the end of the game that would have tied the score, so our group was feeling pretty good as we were leaving the gym.
"I'm impressed with how you point things out to the boys during the games and they all seem to be able to grasp what you're telling them," Don stated on the drive to their house.
"Most of the time I'm just pointing out the things I had explained to them earlier, but on occasion I also take time to focus their attention on something new – usually something that hadn't occurred to me before," I replied. "They're all pretty smart and catch on fairly quickly, so I don't usually have to repeat myself, although I still point those things out when I see them happen in a game, no matter what level."
"I think it's great and now I totally understand the reason the boys have improved so much and why they're playing so well," he stated, sounding impressed. I wasn't sure if he was doing this for the boys' benefit, since they had been able to hear what he was saying, or if it was just another attempt to make amends with me for what happened at Thanksgiving. Either way, it was well received.
After I dropped everyone off a little while later, I went home, took a nice, leisurely shower, brushed my teeth and hopped into bed. At least it would be a short night, since I'd be getting up early to join the others again in the morning, when I picked them up to go watch Dylan and Tyler's game. Then, I'd only have a day left to mope around the house until the boys were back home with me.
When I got up the next morning, I even took time to fix myself a decent meal, which wasn't always the case when the boys weren't with me. Sometimes I would skip breakfast completely and other times I'd just have cereal or toast, rather than fixing the types of things I would normally make for them. Seeing I was in such a good mood this morning, because I knew I'd be with the boys again shortly, I made myself something more substantial. I hurriedly prepared a couple of waffles first, but I also fixed some scrambled eggs to go with them, before getting into the Outback and driving over to the Cochran's house.
When I pulled into the driveway, they were all ready and came out to join me. Don had obviously taken the other pair to the school already, so he got in the front seat next to me, while Cherie sat in the center seat with the two little ones and Justin and Marcus sat in the back. It took us about a half hour to get to the other school, but then we looked to see where the locals were parking and which door they were using to enter the building, so this wouldn't turn into a time consuming scavenger hunt to locate the gym. Once we were inside, Cherie, Don and I sat together, while the boys sat in the row in front of us as we watched the two teams warm up.
Tyler and Dylan started the game and played the first quarter. They looked good, but it was fairly obvious the other team was slightly overmatched. Our team was leading by eight points at the end of the quarter, so the coach started a different group of players when the second quarter began. Those boys did fairly well too, so our team was leading by 13 points at the half.
During the break, Don asked me if the boys always played this well and if their team always looked this good, since he hadn't be able to see many of their games before. I assured him they did most of the time, but they had their down games too. He merely nodded and then he talked to the other boys about their teams until the game resumed.
Tyler and Dylan started the second half too and played most of the third quarter. Seeing they were building such a big lead, the coach started putting more subs in, starting around the middle of that quarter, and the team was ahead by 21 points by the start of the final quarter. Dylan and Tyler didn't play any more after that, but they cheered their teammates on, even though the game was never really close. Their team won easily and then they went over to slap hands with the other team before going to shower and change. Before doing that, however, they ran over to chat with us briefly first.
"I know, I know. We're getting better and looked really good this time," Tyler said with a grin. "So whose picking us up when we get back?"
"I'll drop these guys off first, and then I'll swing over to pick you boys up next," I offered. "Since I'm already driving everyone around, there's no need for Uncle Don to have to do it, so I'll see you again in a little while."
That settled things for everyone, so we all took off. After I dropped the rest of them off at the Cochran's house, I drove over to the middle school and waited for the team to return. They showed up about 15-minutes later and Dylan and Tyler raced over to join me.
"I didn't want to say it there, because we were at their school, but that team wasn't as good as the other teams we've played," Tyler stated, once he was inside. "Yeah, I know we played pretty good today, but because they were so bad, it just makes it kind of hard to tell how we're gonna do against the tougher teams."
"Just give it your best effort, because that is all you can do," I replied, and he simply nodded and grinned.
"I knew you were going to say that," he quipped in return.
"I wish we could be with you when we watch the college games today," Dylan added. "We always learn more when we do that, because you always point out things and talk stuff over with us."
"We'll do that again next weekend," I assured him, "but you might be surprised this time. Your dad saw how I did that with you boys at the high school game last night, so he might try doing the same thing with you today."
"Maybe, but I don't think he ever played on a team or knows very much about basketball," Dylan countered. "He's just picked up some stuff from watching the games."
I didn't bother to respond to his comment, since we were nearly at his house and I didn't want to disparage his father. I merely hoped Don would watch the games and interact with them too, seeing he was trying to make up for his past mistakes and lack of effort. Either way, I'm sure I will hear about it from Tyler when he gets home on Sunday and he'll let me know whether or not Uncle Don did that with them.
Instead of returning to the house, I drove over to the cemetery instead. I was just going there to ensure that everything was in decent shape for our visit the following weekend. If I noticed any problems, it would give me time to contact the office and have those things taken care of before I took the boys there. However, everything looked fine, so now I just had to figure out the best way to handle the situation with the boys when the time came.
The anniversary of their parents' deaths was actually a week from Monday and all of the boys would be with me that weekend. After I took the other boys home on Sunday, I was planning to swing over to the cemetery with Ethan, Marcus and Tyler so we could pay our respects and leave some flowers to honor their parents. Even though the following day would be the actual anniversary of when their parents had been killed in that terrible accident, I didn't want to wait and then have to rush to take the boys to the cemetery on a school night. I felt it would be easier if we did it on the weekend instead, after they'd had a good time with the others and were in a fairly decent mood.
When I got home, I fixed myself something to eat and then I went into the family room to watch some college hoops. There were some pretty good games on today and at times I found myself talking to imaginary people in the room, because I wasn't used to doing this without the boys. I made it through a few of the games, though, but when the one I was watching ended a little after 6:00 I decided I needed a real person to talk to instead. After thinking about it briefly, I drove over to the diner to grab a bite to eat.
Ann was about ready to leave when I arrived, since her shift had just ended, but she decided to take me as her final customer. She also sat with me and chatted while I was eating.
"Y'all look lost," she remarked, after she set down the meal I'd ordered.
"I don't know who else you might be referring to, since you put it in the plural, but I am," I confirmed, while smiling across the table as I gauged her reaction to my joke about her use of the southern slang. "I'm just so used to having the boys around that I'm lost when we're not together."
"Just so you know, y'all is singular and y'alls is plural," she quipped back, flashing me a grin. "Anyway, y'all need to find yourself a boyfriend." After telling me this, she gave me a playful wink.
"I tried that before and it didn't work out very well, but I'm also not sure if I'd be willing to bring someone else into the house right now," I admitted, as I considered her suggestion. "Not only would I be worried about how they'd get along with each other, but I would also feel as if I'd be doing each of them a great disservice. A boyfriend would want most of my attention and time, but the boys are my first priority right now. No matter what I did or who I was with at the time, I'm sure either the boyfriend or the boys would feel short changed and left out."
"Yes, I can see your point," she concurred, before changing topics. "So y'all have been alone since last night?"
"Not exactly," I confessed. "Don invited me to go with him and the boys when he took them to the high school basketball game last night, and then we all rode together to go see Dylan and Tyler's game earlier today."
"And y'all are still feeling down?" she quipped, while looking at me closely.
"I'm afraid so," I replied. "I guess I've put them first so much that I can't stand being without them."
"That's not a bad thing and the boys all love you for doing that," she assured me. "I can vouch for at least one of them, because I've listened to Andrew go on and on about you for hours at a time. He thinks y'all walk on water."
"Not even with water wings," I joked and Ann laughed before she responded.
"The boys all think you do and every one of them owes you so much for what you do for them," she added, while looking at me sincerely. "I know each one feels blessed to have y'all in his life."
"I hope they're all satisfied, because I certainly wasn't prepared for this role and have basically just been making things up as I go along," I admitted, thinking back upon our time together. "Matt and Kelly never really asked me to do this for them and just added my name as a replacement after her parents died. When I was first told about it, I wasn't sure how this was going to work out, but now I couldn't imagine it being any other way. Those boys are basically my entire life." Ann merely reached across the table and patted my hand at this point.
"You're a good man, Blake Hunter," she added, suddenly dropping the way she would have normally said it.
We talked a little longer as I finished my meal, and then I gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek before I left. She'd made me feel better about things, even though I still missed the boys, but at least I went home feeling slightly better about the way things were going.
I actually slept fairly well Saturday night, even though I was hugging the extra pillows as if they were one of the boys. I also dreamed about the boys during the night, but they were all good dreams and the boys seemed extremely happy in them, so I felt I must be doing something right. After I woke up, I wondered if Matt and Kelly might have had something to do with me having those dreams this time. Was it their way of telling me that I was doing a good job and to thank me for taking such good care of their sons?
After I fixed myself something to eat, I carried the Christmas decorations up to the storage areas next and put them away until they were needed again. All I'd done after we got back from our trip to North Carolina was to box everything up and then I set the boxes in the garage, since I didn't feel like taking care of them at the time. At least now it gave me something to do.
After I'd finished doing that, I went inside and watched an NFL playoff game and waited for the boys to return home. The game ended before they got here, because they'd been watching it with Don, but I was happy to see them just the same. I spent as much time with them as possible before I had to take them upstairs for their shower. This was actually a bittersweet time for me, because I enjoyed spending time with them and hated the fact that there was so very little of it left before they would have to go to sleep.
Later, after I'd tucked the two younger boys in bed, Tyler came over to my bedroom to confront me. "We haven't done anything in quite a while, so will you make love to me tonight?" he asked, as his eyes and facial expression pleaded with me to give in. "You can even teach me some new ways to do it if you want, or we can just do it one of the other ways, but I want to feel you inside me and I want you to fill me up with your love."
I was actually glad he had brought this up, because I desperately needed his love too. Without a second thought, I acceded to his proposal. "Ok. We can do that," I agreed, and his face suddenly lit up. "You can also sleep with me afterward, if you want."
This caused Tyler to start dancing around the room, before he came over to give me a hug and a kiss to thank me for doing this for him. As soon as we were both ready, I explained what we were going to do. "Ok, let me grab the lube and then we'll get in position to sixty-nine, but while you're sucking on my penis to get me ready, I'll rim you."
Tyler didn't have a problem with doing that either, so after I'd grabbed the lube we got on the bed and began working on each other. As he was doing his best to give me an erection, I was rimming him and using my fingers to make sure he was ready. When I thought he was, we took the lube and I applied it to his love opening, while he greased up my pole. Then, I told him what we were going to do next.
"Tyler, you'll need to stand up on the mattress and place your feet on either side of my waist. Then, I want you to squat over my penis and sit down on it. Let it enter you at your own pace, and when you feel ready, start lifting up and sitting down on it again. Just don't let my penis come all the way out of you and do whatever feels good, because I'm sure that no matter what you do it will be great for me."
Tyler nodded briefly and then began to do what I'd told him. He got up, straddled my hips with his legs, while still facing toward me, and slowly started to squat down. I held my penis so it was pointing straight up until it came into contact with his anal ring, and then Tyler slowly lowered his body and gradually impaled himself on my turgid rod. Once it was entirely inside his body, he paused momentarily and then began to lift up and squat down on it again in fluid succession, as he began to work into a nice steady rhythm.
At first, Tyler's face was somewhat contorted as he adjusted to my girth, but eventually that began to change and a smile slowly crept across his lips. After a few more minutes had passed, he looked down at me and flashed me a devilish grin, as he started to bounce up and down on my shaft like a rodeo competitor on a bucking bronco. I almost expected him to shout, 'Yee-hah', but he never did, although it still felt as if he was going for the large, golden belt buckle that was usually given out at rodeos as the prize for beating the competition.
As I began to feel the pressure building in my groin, I urged him to stop and get off of me, so I could show him another position. This time I had him lay on his side, but I didn't lay behind him as I had before. This time, I got down on my knees behind his legs and lifted his top leg onto my shoulder, thus opening up his hole so I could enter him again. Once I had reinserted my penis, I began thrusting in and out of him again, but I also reached down and began stroking his penis with my hand as well.
Although I would have preferred if this had taken a little longer and possibly given us a chance to try something else, Tyler's body didn't cooperate and he was soon shooting his load onto the sheets. As his anal muscles began to spasm and gripped my dick, it sent me over the edge too and I filled him with my seed. After thrusting into him a few additional times to drain the final few drops from my shaft, I remained inside him until I lost my erection and my penis slowly retracted from it's temporary home.
"That was great!" Tyler squealed, once he'd recovered. "It was kinda fun being on top and having control, but I'm also glad you had us change positions, because that was great too! God, I love you sooo much!" He had an ear-to-ear grin on his face after saying this, so I smiled back at him and spoke.
"And I love you too! More than you'll ever know. I would never have believed that I could ever love someone so much younger than myself, but you've completely convinced me and stolen my heart. I truly hope that you will always want to stay with me."
"I will. You don't have to worry about that," he assured me, as I laid down beside him and we began making out. A few minutes later, we both got out of bed to clean up and I changed the sheets quickly, since Tyler had made a mess on them. Then, we climbed back into bed together, cuddled and fell asleep. I don't think you could have found two more contented people on the planet that night.
Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end and that happened to us as well. Much sooner than we wanted, the alarm went off and we had to get up to start the new day. After having Tyler scoot across the hall to his own room, I woke the other boys so they could get ready for school while I prepared to go to work. After they had hopped on their buses, I drove in to work and prepared for another grueling day.
The worst part about it was that Tyler and I weren't together, although his face kept creeping into my thoughts all day long. I was totally smitten with the boy and couldn't get him out of my mind. The longer we had been together and the more we did with one another, the stronger and more permanent our bond. I knew I would be totally devastated if some day Tyler decided he wanted to move on and found someone new, but I also realized that and I'd always told him he should try to find someone closer to his own age. If he ever took my advice, though, I'd probably be devastated and inconsolable, because I had no idea how I'd be able to continue living without him. I guess I will just have to find a way to keep him happy and content, so he'll never want to leave me.
The day seemed to drag on forever after those dark thoughts began to creep into my brain, but somehow I managed to hold on until it was time to go home. Since it was Cherie's turn to pick the boys up from practice, I went directly to the house and got Ethan and Marcus from next door. I was in the kitchen making dinner when Tyler arrived a short time later.
"Man, I really missed you today!" he exclaimed, as he hugged me from behind. "I couldn't stop thinking about what we did last night and how wonderful it was. I sure hope we can do it again soon."
"I thought about you a lot today too," I admitted, earning me a huge grin. "I'm not sure when we'll be able to do it again, but I'll try not to make you wait too long, but the other boys will be here this weekend and I think you have a game tomorrow and Friday too."
"Yeah, we do, but maybe Thursday night then," he hinted, as he flashed me his patented look. "Then I can sleep with you after we're done, so I'll be all rested for the game."
"We'll see," was my noncommittal response, which earned me a scowl. "I'm not saying yes, but I'm not saying no either, but I don't want you to keep bugging me about it until then. I'll let you know if I think it's a good idea."
"It is. You'll see," was his response, as he hugged me again and then gave me a kiss on the lips, before heading off to do his homework.
The rest of the night was pretty uneventful, although I relished the time I spent with the boys. This not only included the time we spent cuddling together on the sofa in the family room, but also the time I spent showering with them and putting them to bed. Although I had never thought of myself ever becoming a parent before Matt and Kelly were killed, I now couldn't see myself any other way. I totally loved my new role and I'm sure I still would have, even if Tyler hadn't pushed to become my lover or I hadn't ever done anything sexual with the boys. I just loved being with them and doing things for them.
Tuesday, after work, I rushed home to get Ethan and Cherie so I could take them with me to watch Tyler and Dylan's next game. Since it was at home, they were playing at the middle school, while Justin and Marcus teams practiced at the elementary school. I told that pair I'd leave at the half to pick them up and then I'd bring them over to watch the rest of this game, since they'd be finished well before it ended.
Tyler and Dylan started again and I thought they played really well. The other team was good too and the score remained close throughout the first half, even after Dylan and Tyler were taken out for a breather. Their team was ahead by three points at the intermission, so I asked Cherie to keep an eye on Ethan for me while I ran over to the elementary school to pick up the other pair.
Marcus and Justin were waiting just inside the door and peering out the window for my car as I pulled in front of the school. As soon as they spotted the Outback, they bolted through the door and raced over to join me. As soon as they were inside and buckled in, Marcus spoke.
"How's the game going?" he wanted to know.
"Our team is up by three, but it's been a really close game," I answered, as both boys urged me to get going, because they didn't want to miss any more of the action.
The second half had already started by the time we got back, and as soon as we could we joined the others in the bleachers. Dylan and Tyler were out on the court again and their team was now ahead by five points. Both Marcus and Justin were yelling loudly to cheer their brothers on, as well as to let them know they were there. During the next time out, Dylan and Tyler both looked up and smiled at us, but not until after they had listened to what their coach had to say.
They were taken out of the game with a couple of minutes left in the third quarter so they could rest briefly and then they went back into the game about three-minutes into the fourth quarter. They raced out on the court refreshed and rearing to go, and they immediately caused the other team to make back-to-back turnovers when they trapped the ball-handler on the full-court press. Our team ended up winning the game and the boys were all smiles when they came over to chat with us, after slapping hands with the other team.
"Great game, bros," Justin and Marcus greeted them almost simultaneously. The comment caused Tyler and Dylan to smile at them broadly.
"They were a good team, but they just weren't ready for some of the things we did against them," Tyler responded.
"I'm glad they weren't though, or the game might have turned out differently," Dylan added shaking his head. "I think one of the other teams we played must have warned them about our full court press though and told them we liked to trap, but we've changed some of the stuff we do and added some new things since then, so they were still surprised."
"Yeah, and that's what screwed them up," Tyler concurred as he looked at Dylan.
That pair then took off to shower and change, while the rest of us stayed in the bleachers and waited for them. They seemed to be taking a really long time doing those things today, so I finally sent Marcus to the locker room so he could hurry them along.
"Tyler said the coach was talking to them when they first went in, but they'll be out shortly," he informed me when he returned. "They were just going in to take their showers when I talked to them, but they promised they'd be quick, so we wouldn't have to wait much longer."
I guess they couldn't do anything about the coach taking up some of that time, so we all settled back and waited. When we saw them enter the gym again a little while later, we all got up and moved to join them, as we headed outside to go home.
Chapter 80
Unwanted Memories
Wednesday and Thursday were both pretty uneventful, at least until we were getting ready for bed on Thursday night. That's when Tyler decided to press me again so I would make love to him. "Come on, you know everyone's going to be here the next couple of nights, so we won't be able to do anything then," he pleaded as he tried to convince me to give in. "If we don't do it tonight, then we'll have to wait almost a week before we get another chance."
I looked at him and studied his gorgeous face and piercing eyes, as I made my decision about whether or not I was going to do what he wanted. "Ok, you're probably right about that," I agreed, which caused Tyler to hop around in delight. "So do you want to do it to me this time or would you rather I did it to you again?"
"Can we do both?" he asked with a hopeful expression plastered across his face. I hesitated briefly before I responded, which obviously made him a little nervous, because his body seemed to twitch in expectation, as his eyes pleaded with me to honor his request.
"Ok, I guess we have time, since it's not too late already," I agreed and Tyler released a very audible breath from his lungs.
"Whew, I thought you were going to say no," he added in a nearly breathless sigh.
"I'll let you go first, because I have a feeling you won't last very long if we do it the other way around," I suggested and he merely nodded his head in agreement.
"Yeah, you're probably right," he concurred.
After I'd sucked on his penis briefly to get him aroused, I lubed us both up and then I looked at him as I spoke. "You've learned a number of different ways to do this, so which would you prefer to use now?" I asked and Tyler took a minute to think about it.
"How about we both get out of bed and you lean over the side of the mattress so I can enter you from behind," he suggested. "It's almost like we did it before, but this time I'll be standing up, not kneeling down or squatting behind you. That was kind of weird, because I couldn't quite reach you to put it in when I was on my knees, but I was too high when I stood up behind you, so I had to spread my legs really far apart and then squat down until my waist was even with your butt before I could stick it in. It was kind of awkward for me."
"Ok, we'll do what you want then," I agreed, as we got into position.
After I'd spread my legs apart far enough to lower my butt to his level, Tyler entered me and began thrusting in and out. "It's not a race, so you can slow down," I urged, since he had started off at a very rapid pace.
"Yeah, yeah. I know. I just got a little excited about doing this to you again," he explained, as he settled into a more leisurely rhythm.
"I hope you and Dylan aren't doing it that quickly," I stated in an attempt to make a point. "The idea is to make it last, so you and your partner can both enjoy the ride."
"I know, but sometimes I forget that at first, because it feels so good," he replied, and I just nodded silently, since I knew what he meant.
After I'd gotten him to slow down, Tyler did a remarkable job showing self control. Once he had set the pace, I began to rock back and forth to mirror his actions, but I also squeezed my rectal muscles each time he began to withdraw. I hoped this would make it even more pleasurable for him.
Tyler actually lasted about fifteen minutes before he began to feel the urge and started machine-gunning into my butt. After a very hectic finish, he thrust into me one final time and I could feel the warm jets of his boy cream filling my bowels. Then he thrust a few more times, before he collapsed on my back, totally spent.
I gave him a few minutes to recuperate, as his penis slowly lost its erection and slipped out of my love canal. Once that had happened, I heard Tyler sigh, signifying his displeasure about it no longer being housed in that warm, comfy place. After another few seconds, he used his hands to push against my body until he was standing again, and then he looked at me and spoke.
"Thank you. I loved doing that," he assured me. "Even though me and Dylan have done it a few times, we've never done it like that. Besides, I like doing it better with you, because I don't have to wear that stupid rubber."
"I'm glad you're using protection when you do it with Dylan, or else we'd have to use the condoms instead," I pointed out. "And from now on I'm going to start correcting you when you make mistakes while speaking, because I don't want other people to get the impression that you aren't very bright. So instead of saying 'me and Dylan', I want you to start saying 'Dylan and I' instead. Ok?"
"Yeah, I'll try to remember," he agreed.
"Now do you have a special way you'd like for me to do it to you this time?" I followed as I studied his reaction.
"Can I be on top and ride you again?" he wanted to know. "I liked doing that, because I felt in control. We can do something else after a while, but I want to start out like that."
"Ok, that sounds great, and you will be in charge, but just don't go too fast," I agreed without hesitation. "Just think of it like the race between the tortoise and the hare. Slow and steady wins the race, or is this case provides the most pleasure."
Tyler looked at me oddly for a few seconds and then burst out laughing. "I would never how thought about it like that, but I can see your point," he confessed, still grinning. "I feel like I should put on a coat or something for my shell, if I'm supposed to be the tortoise and I'm gonna ride the hare."
After saying this, he burst out laughing again, but I knew that analogy would always pop into his head from now on whenever he had sex. I just wondered if he would mention it to Dylan too.
At this point, I laid down in the middle of the mattress and let Tyler get me hard. Then I lubed both of us up, as Tyler straddled my hips and began to sit down on my erection. I pointed my penis at his opening to help out, and slowly he settled down on it until his butt cheeks were resting on my pubes. After he'd stayed like that for a little over a minute, as he slowly adjusted to my girth, he started lifting up and then dropping down again, as we began making love.
He did that for nearly twenty minutes before I noticed that his legs seemed to be getting tired, possibly even cramping a bit. Since I didn't want the muscles in his legs to go into spasms, I told him to sit down on me completely and then lean forward until his chest was lying on top of mine. As soon as he did that, I rolled both of us over without pulling out of his love chute, and then got up on my knees, lifted his legs and carried on from there. We did that for another ten or fifteen minutes until I felt my juices starting to come to a boil, and then I picked up the pace and began thrusting into him faster.
I could tell I was hitting his prostate while I was doing this, because he'd moan and his penis would twitch whenever it happened, so I tried to keep that angle to bring him even more enjoyment. When I was at the point of no return and ready to unload, I tried to release my ejaculate against his prostate, as I brushed it for the final time. As the first spurt of my man juice jettisoned up the tubes and filled Tyler's bowels, he grunted a couple of times before his penis erupted again too. It wasn't much, but it was still impressive, and I smiled at him as I thrust the final few times and noticed the pleasurable expression that now covered his face.
"That was incredible," Tyler gushed, once he'd regained his senses. "You made me cum again when you started shooting in me. That has never happened before, but it felt absolutely wonderful."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it and that's what can happen if your prostate is stimulated properly," I explained. "I kept trying to hit it as I was thrusting into you, and I guess it must have worked, but I'm just glad you found it so pleasurable."
"Yeah, I'll want to do that again!" he confirmed, as he began to hug and kiss me in appreciation.
After we cleaned up, we cuddled together and fell asleep. I think we both had wonderful dreams that night and never felt more refreshed than when we woke up the next morning. After having Tyler sneak across to his room, I woke up the other two and we all started getting ready for the new day.
I think I was floating on air as I started work, but it wasn't only due to the fantastic love making session with Tyler the night before. I was also excited because all of the boys would be with me this weekend, but that was before I remembered something else. This new thought suddenly darkened my day and ruined my good mood, because I realized the weekend would be ending with the boys and I paying our respects to their parents and acknowledging the anniversary of their deaths.
By the time I got home later, I tried to act as normal and cheerful as possible, because I didn't want the boys to be depressed the entire weekend. Regrettably, I knew that was going to happen soon enough and I didn't want it to begin any sooner than was necessary. Instead, I wanted the boys to enjoy themselves for as long as they could.
The Varsity and JV teams had an away game this evening, but the school they were playing was close enough that I thought I'd take them to watch it. I gave Don a quick call to see if he wanted to join us, but he said Cherie and he had already planned a 'date night', so I told him I understood and wished them a good time. Then I drove the boys over to the diner to eat, since that would be faster than preparing something at home.
Ann was there and she spent a lot of time talking to the boys and asking them how they'd been. She also asked them what they were doing tonight and if they were all spending the weekend with me, so she managed to distract them all enough that no one considered the darker moments this weekend would end on. I was truly grateful to Ann for doing that, even if she didn't know what she'd done.
When we finished up, I drove them over to the high school our team was playing and we went inside to watch the games. I had never been in this building before and had to admit I was quite impressed by what I saw. Not only was the building modern and clean, but the gym was huge and spectacular. I was convinced that when the bleachers were pulled back against the wall there was probably enough room for a second basketball court. A few seconds later I noticed there was an extra set of hoops on either end of the gym where the bleachers now stood, so this seemed to prove my point.
A little while later, I looked up and noticed a track was running across the ceiling and concluded it was probably used for an automatic partition that unfolded out of the wall at either end. When it was used, the two sections would come together around midcourt and effectively divide the gymnasium into two separate areas. I could easily see a basketball practice being held on both sides of the partition, or possibly even a volleyball and basketball practice running simultaneously. No matter which was the case, the two groups would never interfere with one another.
Once the JV game started, our team got off to a slow start. It might have been due to the effects of the bus ride or they might have just been in awe of this place like I was. Whatever the reason, they fell behind early, but then they fought back so they were only down two points at the half. During the intermission, the boys and I talked about this place and they all said they wished their high school was this nice. I told them they still had great facilities at all three schools (elementary, middle and high school) and had it a lot better than a lot of other places around the country.
When the second half got underway, our JV team got off to a much better start and forged ahead of the home team. They never looked back or trailed after that and easily went on to win the game. As the teams were leaving the court, I took the boys out to the cafeteria to get some refreshments, and then we went back to watch the Varsity game.
Before this game started, I heard some of the other spectators talking about one of the boys on the home squad. From what they were saying, he was supposed to be one of the top players in the state and maybe even in the country. After the boys heard his name, they told me they'd read a little about him in a sporting magazine article, as well as some local news clippings they had seen online. They told me he was supposed to be awesome, so they didn't feel their Varsity team stood much of a chance of winning the game.
When the action got underway, we discovered the reports about the boy had not been exaggerated. The kid was 6' 4" (1.93 m) tall and a great ballhandler, as well as a fantastic shooter. I think all of us watched him in awe, as he weaved his way through or around the defense, made numerous two or three-point shots, and dished out incredible passes that made our jaws drop open in disbelief. He was already as good as many of the college players we'd seen on TV and he was only a junior. Who knew how good he would be by next season.
We had to admit that our team never gave up and played their hearts out, but they still came up short. You had to give them credit, though, that they didn't give up after they saw what this kid could do, and I made sure to point that out to the boys with me, because it was a very valuable lesson.
When the game ended, we loaded into the Outback and began the trip home. The boys never stopped talking the entire way, as they recounted all of the fantastic plays the boy made. Not only had they been impressed watching him, but now they wanted to emulate his success and be just as good as he was by the time they got to play Varsity basketball too.
When we arrived home, I started the three groups through their nightly showers and tucked each pair into bed once they were clean. After I'd finished with Tyler and Dylan, I expected them to head over to Tyler's room so they could fool around with each other, but they merely went out and plopped down on my bed.
"What are we going to do tonight?" Dylan asked when I came out too, and since I wasn't prepared for this, I stood there speechless. "Come on. We've got to do something," he implored when I offered nothing in response
"Uh, I thought you two would probably mess around with each other tonight, so I hadn't even considered doing anything," I admitted, still somewhat dumbfounded.
"Nah, we want to mess around with you tonight, since we haven't done anything like this in a while," Dylan replied, while flashing me a grin. "So what are we gonna do?"
"Um, why don't you two decide," I urged, since my mind had gone completely blank.
"Do you wanna fuck us?" Dylan asked, looking hopeful, although I was startled by his question.
"I don't think I should be doing that with you boys, so what's your second choice?" I countered after regaining my composure.
"Can we do it to you then?" he quickly shot back, looking just as hopeful.
"Dylan, that's one activity I feel will have to be off limits between us," I responded, shaking my head. "If that's what you two want to do, then I don't mind if you go over to Tyler's room and have a good time doing it with each other."
"No! We want to be with you tonight," Dylan repeated, while giving me a dirty look. "If you don't want to do those things, then we can do something else, but me and Tyler agreed we wanted to have some fun with you tonight."
"Ok, but first off, I'm going to point out something else," I began. "I told Tyler that I'm going to start correcting the way he speaks, so I'm going to do the same thing with you too. You shouldn't have said 'me and Tyler', but 'Tyler and I' instead. I don't want people to think of you two as just a couple of dumb jocks, so I'm going to attempt to improve your speech. You are both terrific athletes and someday you will be interviewed by TV crews and sports writers, so I want to make sure you're well-spoken and articulate when you respond to their questions."
"Alright, I see your point, so we'll both try. Won't we, Ty? But what are we going to do tonight?" he responded, showing he had a very one-track mind.
"Since you seem to be so set on doing something anal, what if I used the large dildo on you while sucking you off?" I suggested.
"No! I'm tired of using those fake dicks and want the real thing," Dylan shouted back. "I don't think they're as good and I don't like using the rubbers either. I wish we could just do it without them."
"Since you boys aren't monogamous..." I began, and Dylan cut me off.
"What the heck does that mean?" he demanded, as he stared at my face.
"Monogamous means you're willing to limit yourself to just one partner," I answered, and he gave me a strange look in return. "I know you boys have messed around with other boys too, so it means there's always the chance you might pick up some sort of sexually transmitted disease. That's what the condoms are for and they will help to prevent most of that from happening."
"But we don't fuck anyone else or let them fuck us," Dylan stated in response, hoping to convince me.
"Maybe not yet, but it doesn't mean that will always be the case with either of you," I pointed out. "Using the condoms protects you from whatever those other partners may have picked up and will prevent them from passing it along to you."
"So if we promise to only do this with each other, can we stop using them?" he asked while waiting for my response.
"That would mean you'd have to totally trust the other person and be convinced he wouldn't lie to you about what he'd done. I'm just worried that one of you might get caught up in a situation where you'd slip up and then be too embarrassed to admit it," I explained. "If you stopped using the condoms, you'd be placing your continued health and well being on your faith in another person, so you'd better trust him enough to be willing to do that."
As Dylan was absorbing the meaning of my words, I noticed that Tyler had already gotten the message. His look told me that he understood that I had been referring to him and that he was the person I trusted enough to make love to without using those items. If a mere look had ever been able to express words, his spoke volumes.
After Dylan had mulled my words over for a little while longer, he finally looked up at me and spoke. "I have only done stuff with a couple of other boys, but nothing recently," he began. "If you would be willing to do stuff with Tyler and me, and I mean a lot more than you do with us now, like fucking, then I'll promise that I will never do stuff with anyone else again. Ever!"
I understood that Dylan had just made a major commitment, but I'd already promised Tyler it would always be just the two of us and I would never do anything to risk losing him. If I gave in to Dylan too, then one day Tyler might doubt my commitment to him and start looking for greener pastures. I didn't ever want to get to the point where he was considering grazing in someone else's field, at least not if I could help it.
"Dylan I really appreciate what you're trying to do and I am sincerely touched that you are offering to include me too, but as I've explained before, that's more than I'm willing to do," I stated, while looking at his face to make sure he wasn't taking this the wrong way. "I love you, I really do, but I have to draw the line somewhere and doing those types of things with you is more than I can do in good conscience."
"I don't see why, but I'll give you some time to think about it and maybe you'll change your mind," he countered, looking slightly exasperated. "But if Tyler and I promise to only do that with each other, can we stop using those things?"
"I'm just worried that you'll be tempted to do something with someone else and then be too ashamed to admit it afterward," I replied. "I know that young people are very susceptible to peer pressure and sometimes do things they normally wouldn't when put in that type of situation, so I'd hate to think something like that might endanger one or both of you. I know you'd rather not use the condoms, but it's definitely better to be cautious and keep safe, rather than seeking a little added pleasure."
I don't think he liked my answer or even agreed with me, so I offered to do something I knew he would enjoy instead. Before he could get his pout on, I offered to rim him and then suck him off, and he readily agreed and got into position for me. I had a feeling Tyler might wish to pursue this topic further sometime in the future, but at least that wouldn't be right away.
I quickly took care of Dylan's needs and then I did the same thing to Tyler. Once I finished with him, Dylan insisted that they do it to me as well, so I got ready for them to return the favor. I certainly didn't want to say 'no' and upset Dylan even more, but I also realized I would enjoy it as well.
Once we were all sated, we cuddled together and fell asleep. I stayed awake a little while longer than the boys, because I was mentally going over everything that had happened since I'd showered with them. Even though I momentarily considered that it might be fun to have two young lovers to mess around with, I also knew I could never risk alienating Tyler's love. He was more important to me than the sex, even the sex with him, so I'd continue to bite the bullet and only make love to him.
Saturday turned out to be a very hectic day too. After getting through breakfast and the rest of the morning, the older boys announced they wanted to watch some college basketball games AND the NFL playoff game. This would definitely fill up our day and take us from noon until late evening. Ethan and Andrew quickly let us know that they weren't as interested in doing those things as the others, so I offered them a choice. I explained that they could either use the TV in my room or do whatever else they wanted instead, as long as they ran it by me first. The only problem was, both groups wanted me to do those things with them as well.
After checking the listings to see what else was on television, Ethan and Andrew agreed to watch one of the Narnia movies that was coming on. I told them I'd go upstairs and watch that with them first and then I'd come down to spend some time with the other boys afterward. That seemed to placate both groups, so the younger pair and I went up to my bedroom, lined the pillows against the headboard and then leaned back to enjoy the movie, with one on either side of me. I also placed an arm around each of them as well and they happily leaned against my chest as we watched the action on the screen.
They were both more cuddly than normal and they even followed me into the bathroom when I went to urinate during one of the commercials. They stood slightly off to one side, with a hand resting against my hip while I relieved myself, but then they made me wait for them as well, while they emptied their bladders too. When we got back in bed after doing this, Andrew crawled onto my lap and cuddled against my chest, but he told Ethan he would switch with him later, if Ethan wanted to do that with me too.
When the movie ended, they saw another movie was coming on that they wanted to see and asked me to stay with them. I agreed to do that, since I knew the games downstairs would be going on for a long time, so I would still be able to be with the other four for a sufficient amount of time too. True to his word, Andrew switched places with Ethan later, but then he leaned into me as if he was trying to fuse his body into mine. He kept glancing up at my face too and would smile whenever he noticed me looking back, so I would often bend over and kiss both him and Ethan on the head.
When that movie ended, I went down to start dinner, and then I let it cook while I spent time with the other boys. Andrew and Ethan stayed up in my bedroom, but they came down about a half hour later and said they missed me. Unfortunately for them, Marcus and Justin were already glued to my sides, and Dylan and Tyler were sitting against my legs, so there wasn't much room for them. Ethan and Andrew quickly decided to lay on the floor, but they rested their heads against the older boys thighs and used them for pillows. I think Dylan and Tyler liked that too and it was adorable seeing them so comfortable with each other.
I worked it so dinner was ready between games, and although we missed the opening tip-off and some of the early action, it didn't significantly affect our enjoyment of the game. During halftime, I took the two youngest up to shower, then I took the middle pair up after that game ended and the oldest pair during halftime of the next game. Dylan offered to suck me off while I was in with them, because he said he and Tyler were going to have some fun in Tyler's room later. I merely told him I was fine and he could skip servicing me, before telling them to have fun.
Since I knew that pair wasn't going to be in with me tonight, after I'd put the youngest pair to bed, I asked Marcus and Justin if they wanted to sleep with me tonight instead. You would have thought that I had just offered Justin a million dollars by his reaction, because he leaped into the air, whooped it up for a bit and then hugged and kissed me to show his appreciation. I hoped he didn't think I was offering to do more than just let them sleep with me, but I guess I'd find that out later.
When the game ended, I was ready to turn in, so Marcus and Justin quickly said they were going up with me. Dylan and Tyler had also decided to turn in, so before they headed off to Tyler's room, I gave them both a kiss and told them to have fun. When I entered my room a few second later, Marcus and Justin were both naked and waiting for me.
"Ummm, I'm not sure why you took everything off, but I hope you know we're only sleeping together, right?" I asked, just to clarify the situation.
"Yeah, we know, but it's a lot more fun doing it like this," Justin informed me. "That's why I told Marcus to get undressed too."
At least now I knew whose idea it was, but as long as he didn't expect me to do more, I wouldn't say anything about this. After I got in bed, both boys cuddled against me, but Justin also placed his head on my shoulder, his arm across my chest and his upper leg over mine, so his penis and scrotum were pressing firmly against my thigh. Since he didn't have an erection, I didn't feel this was sexual in nature and allowed him to do as he pleased. I simply turned my head and kissed both boys goodnight, and then we drifted off to sleep.
Since there were college basketball games and an NFL playoff game on TV again on Sunday, we pretty much did the same things that we'd done the day before. I went upstairs with the younger pair to watch a movie with them first, but I also informed them I could only watch one movie with them today, since half of them would be going home later. They groaned, but accept my reasoning, and then they prepared to cuddle against me for the next couple of hours.
The movie had barely started before Justin unexpectedly walked in and announced that he wanted to join us. As soon as he heard that, Andrew immediately hopped onto my lap, so Justin could take his spot beside me. I cuddled with those three and felt their love, while our eyes were glued to the screen.
When I switched and went downstairs to spend time with the other group, Justin followed along behind me, saying he'd rather do that now too. I no longer had any doubt that he had a crush on me, although I had no idea if he was gay, bi or even straight. It didn't matter, though, because this merely seemed to be a harmless schoolboy infatuation.
I had previously asked Don, Cherie and Sally if I could bring the boys home a little earlier than usual today and explained the reason for it. After I'd told them what I planned to do with my three afterward, the adults all agreed and didn't have a problem with my proposal. Since I had their approval, I told Dylan, Justin and Andrew to grab their things so I could take them home. They all complained at first and insisted it was too early, but I told them there was a reason I was asking them to do this and hoped they'd cooperate this one time. They finally relented, so I drove them home.
I had the other three go with me when I did this, so after I had dropped the last one off, I drove over to the grocery store and took the boys inside, as I led them over to the floral department. "I want each of you to look over the flowers and pick out one of the bouquets. I want each of you to select your own and I'll do the same."
"Why? How come we're doing this?" Marcus wanted to know.
"Because I'm taking you over to the cemetery after we're done here, so we can leave these at your mother and father's vaults," I replied, as the light bulb went off in his head.
"Oh, is it that time already?" he followed and I merely nodded in response.
Although they did as I'd asked and looked the various selections over carefully before choosing one, the atmosphere and the mood had suddenly changed. There now seemed to be a very somber and heavy feeling engulfing the area, as I directed the boys to move toward the checkout so we could pay for the flowers. Then, I led them out to the car and drove over to the cemetery.
"Tomorrow is the actual anniversary of when your parents were killed in the accident," I told the boys before we got out of the Outback, "but I wanted to do this today, when we'd have a little more time spend here. There are metal urns located below each of your parents' vaults, so we'll place two bouquets in each one. Then, we will say a little prayer and express our hopes that your mom and dad are happy where they are now and that we'll all be together again someday, but not right away."
As I glanced from one face to another, I could see they were all very sullen and taking this very seriously. After reaching the vaults, we spent a few moments touching each one first, as we attempted to let our energy combine with their parents' energy and temporary reconnect with them, if only spiritually. After doing that for a little while, we decided which bouquets were going to go where and placed them in the urns. Then, I led them in a brief prayer, even though I'm not a very religious person, but I was doing this mostly for the boys' benefit, not mine.
"Dear God, please watch over our loved ones and keep them in your bosom where they'll be safe and content until the day when we come to be with them again. In the meantime, please help me take care of these wonderful boys and help me to always protect and care for them until they grow up and become fine young men themselves. Please watch over them for me and keep them from harm, but also give them the strength and wisdom to be able to resist temptation and lead exemplary lives. Amen."
I heard three young voices repeat the last word of my prayer and then I looked around and noticed the tears running down their cheeks. I had a feeling this was going to be a long night for us, but hopefully not too difficult to endure. Before we left that area, I gave each boy a hug and a kiss, after I'd first wiped the tears from his cheeks with the tissues I'd brought with me. I also gave each of them a couple of tissues as well, so they could wipe their eyes or blow their noses as needed. Then, I led them back to the Outback so we could return home.
After we arrived at the house, I sat with the boys in the living room for a while, as I hugged and kissed them again, but I also answered any questions they had. I even told them they could all sleep with me tonight, since I wanted them close by in case they had any unsettling dreams.
Once I felt they were holding their own, I told them I was going to the kitchen to fix dinner. I had assumed that maybe one of them would follow me there so they could cling to me for a while longer, but they all trailed behind me and stayed fairly close as I went through the motions of preparing our meal. Their actions left absolutely no doubts in my mind that the sudden realization of what tomorrow was had suddenly begun to overwhelm their immature psyches.
None of us ate very much when everything was done, because our visit to the cemetery had seemed to effectively ruined our appetites. After we had finished chewing and swallowing the meager portions we'd put in our mouths, I took the boys upstairs so we could all shower together. I knew it was early, but since I didn't think any of us would be getting much rest tonight, I felt we should turn in early. Even though the boys usually enjoyed taking their shower together, this time the activity was nearly as morose as when I had done something similar with them before their parents' funerals. I certainly didn't have to worry about any erections this time around, but I wished there was something I could do to make them smile.
After we finished up the master bath, I had them get ready for bed and then I told Ethan and Marcus get on either side of me, before telling Tyler to lay on the other side of Ethan. He didn't have a problem with doing this, but he reached his arm across Ethan's body so he could make contact with me too. I'm not sure how long we laid there like that, but it was fairly obvious that no one fell asleep quickly. I could tell because I could hear some sniffling from time to time, as well as feel the wetness from their tears accumulating on my shoulders. Hopefully when they eventually passed out, it would be into a peaceful and dreamless oblivion.
Chapter 81
Better Times
I'm not sure how long I stayed awake, but the boys eventually began to pass out from total emotional exhaustion. I was just starting to drift off too when something suddenly snapped me back to consciousness again, so I listened to discover what the noise was that had disturbed my slumber. That's when I realized Marcus was crying in his sleep.
"Shhh, you're all right and nothing can hurt you," I told him gently, as I kissed him on the forehead and gave his body a gentle squeeze. "It's just a bad dream and you're safe here with me. Just relax and let those terrible thoughts drift from your mind, because I'm here by your side and I'll always protect you and your brothers."
I didn't want to wake him unless the situation got worse and I hoped my talking to him like this would end whatever mental anguish he was enduring at the time. It must have worked, because he settled down a few seconds later and appeared to be resting peacefully again.
I eventually drifted off as well, but I'm not sure how long I had been asleep when another disturbance startled me awake. "Look out!" I heard a voice shout and I immediately sat up in bed and hurriedly glanced about the room to see who had screamed out. I soon discovered it had been Tyler, and he was thrashing about on the mattress as if he were trying to break free from an unseen opponent. I was just about to reach out and awaken him when his body suddenly bolted upright at the waist, his eyes shot open and his head began to swivel about on his shoulders, as he looked in all directions for whatever demon had disturbed his dreams. When his gaze finally settled on me, I spoke to him in a calm, reassuring voice.
"It was only a bad dream and you're all right now," I assured him, as he slowly began to regain his composure. After a few more seconds, he looked over at me and spoke.
"I dreamed I was in the car with them again, but this time I saw what was going to happen before the guy hit us," he announced, still trembling slightly. "I tried to shout out and save them, but the same thing happened."
"Tyler, you can't let this get you down. No matter what you did in your dream, there was no way you could have prevented what has already happened," I explained, and he merely looked at my face and nodded slightly.
"I know, but I still had to try. At least I feel better now, since I know I did everything I could to save them," he replied, in order to explain his intentions to me. However, his comment baffled me briefly, since he hadn't been with his parents when this had actually happened, but I guess it must have made him feel better knowing that he'd tried to do what he could, even if it had only been in his dreams.
"You're fine now, but I had a feeling this was going to be a rough night. Just lay down again and go back to sleep," I told him, but while I was speaking, Ethan began to whimper between us.
Hearing this seemed to affect Tyler just as much as it did me, so as I was stroking Ethan's hair and kissing him on the forehead, Tyler cuddled up against him, wrapped his arm around Ethan's chest and gave him a gentle squeeze. It must have helped, because Ethan quieted down shortly after that and never woke up completely.
There were a few other incidents before the evening ended, but nothing serious ever occurred. The boys merely whimpered, cried, moaned or mumbled in their sleep, but none of them ever woke up again. Each time one of those incidents occurred, I would reach out and stroke that boy's hair for a few moments, before giving him a kiss on the forehead. Then, I would whisper in his ear that he was fine and I was there to protect him. At the same time, I would assure him that he'd only had a bad dream, before urging him to go back to sleep, even though he had never actually awakened.
By the time the alarm went off, it was obvious that none of us had slept very well, especially me, and now it was time to get up to begin another day. After thinking about the situation briefly, I made a decision and prepared to announce it to the boys, who were also struggling to wake up.
"We're all going to stay home today and spend the time with each other," I explained and the boys all looked relieved, even though no one smiled or spoke. "I want the three of you to go back to sleep and I'll stay here with you for a while longer. It appears that none of you got very much rest last night, so let's see if you can make up for that now. Hopefully the daylight will keep the shadows from last night out of your dreams and allow you to get some more rest. In a little while, I'll go downstairs and make the necessary phone calls to notify the schools and my office about what we're doing, but I'll wait to do that until I'm sure someone will be there to answer the phones."
"But you didn't sleep much either," Tyler quickly challenged. "I know because I was up with you part of the time, but I can tell by just looking at you too."
"Yes, you're right, but I have to make those phone calls first and then I'll come back to join you boys in bed," I replied.
After hearing my answer, he nodded his understanding, laid down again and closed his eyes. I stayed with them until I was sure they'd all fallen back to sleep, and then I went to the toilet and tried to freshen up a bit, before I headed downstairs. I then made a pot of coffee, and when it finished brewing I poured myself a cup. I hoped the coffee would help to keep me awake long enough so I didn't pass out before notifying the schools and my boss about what the boys and I were going to do.
As soon as I could, I called the office and let my boss know I wasn't coming in today. "I didn't get much sleep last night. I took the boys to the cemetery yesterday to leave flowers at their parents' graves and I guess that caused them to have a series of troubling dreams. I stayed awake most of the night and tried to help each one cope with those unsettling visions, so none of us got much rest. Today is the actual anniversary of when their parents' were killed, so I know it's not going to get much better, but I promise I'll be in tomorrow. I'll even do a little extra work from home during each of the following nights to make up for this."
"You just stay home and take care of those boys!" my boss exclaimed, since he was concerned about them too. "My God! Has it been a year already? It certainly doesn't seem that long, but you stay there with the boys, because they're going to need you more than ever today. From what I can tell, you have been doing a remarkable job with them, so Matt and Kelly were very wise to put their faith in your ability. You just stay there and do your best to take care of any problems the boys might suffer from today. Don't worry about us either, because we'll cover for you and you won't have to work from home either."
I thanked him for his understanding and help, and then I called both schools next. I explained to each of the secretaries what the significance of the day was and informed them that each of the boys had had a rough night, so I was keeping them home for the day. Both women told me that was probably a wise move and thanked me for calling to let them know, but then they also wished me the best of luck with handling the situation. After I hung up, I went over to turn off the coffeemaker and poured the contents of the pot into a thermal carafe to keep it warm. Then, I headed upstairs again and crawled back into bed with the boys.
Even though I don't think any of them woke up when I got into bed, they all somehow managed to move over so they could cuddle against me or make some sort of bodily contact after I'd returned. I'm not sure how they knew to do this, since they were all asleep, but it made me feel good that at least to some extent they were using me as their security blanket.
I didn't wake up until I felt the boys moving around and getting out of bed. When that happened, I took them downstairs and fixed us all some breakfast. When we finished eating, I led them into the living room to talk for a bit. After I'd pulled Ethan onto my lap, I had the other two sit beside me so I could place an arm around each of their shoulders. This was my way of letting each one know he was safe and loved.
I started by asking them if there was anything about last night that they wanted to talk about or if they had any questions they wanted me to answer. That's when Marcus spoke up.
"So was it a year ago last night when the accident happened?" he wanted to know as he looked at my face and waited for my response.
"No, that will be later tonight. The accident happened around 11:00 at night, exactly one year ago today," I answered, while hoping this bit of information wouldn't lead to another round of bad dreams and disrupted sleep.
"So when will the anniversary be for when you came to live with us?" Tyler followed immediately after I'd answered.
"I showed up here to be with you very early the next morning," I answered, as I noticed the wheels apparently spinning in Tyler's brain.
"Then you'll have lived with us for a year starting tomorrow morning?" he continued, after having pieced the information together.
"Yes, that's correct," I answered, as I noticed that he seemed to be processing this information as well.
"Ok, if today is the anniversary of when our parents died, then we'll remember them and think about what happened, so I guess we'll be sad all day today," he stated, while glancing at his brothers.
"You are correct when you say that today is the anniversary of when your parents died, but I don't believe your mom and dad would want you boys to spend the day being sad," I corrected him. "I think they would probably prefer that you spend the day thinking about the years you spent with them and remembering all of the good times you had together instead." It took a minute for that to sink in before I got a response.
"Hey, we can do that," Tyler announced, suddenly looking more cheerful. "My dad had a camcorder that he used to take videos of us all the time. Then, he would download everything onto CDs later so we could watch them on the computer. I'm pretty sure those CDs are still in the closet in the office, so can we get them out and watch them on the computer?"
"You know, that sounds like an excellent idea," I confirmed, so Tyler led us into the office and showed me where those things had been stored. "I've seen these in here before and always wondered what was on those CDs. I was planning to check them out when I had some time, but I just keep forgetting about doing it when I have the chance. Let's pull these out and start watching what's on them."
Over the next few hours, we sat around the computer and viewed the images from the past on the computer screen. The CDs weren't labeled, but they were numbered in the order that Matt, Kelly or one of their friends had recorded them. We started off with the first one, which was Matt and Kelly's wedding, and I was mildly surprised when I learned that the two youngest boys had never watched it before.
"This is neat!" Marcus exclaimed. "I never saw this before now and I can't believe how young Mommy and Daddy look."
"Well they were young back then, but are you sure that you've never seen this?" I asked, slightly puzzled.
"I have, but I guess these two must have been too young to appreciate it at the time," Tyler offered. "It's neat seeing Mom and Dad again though and they look so happy. I merely nodded in agreement.
As we flipped through the various files, we saw images of when Kelly was pregnant with Tyler, and then we saw Tyler as a baby and watched as he grew up. Tyler was still a toddler when Kelly was pregnant with Marcus and then we saw Marcus after he was born and while he was growing up too. Tyler was in school and Marcus was a toddler when Ethan came around, but we got to see similar shots of Ethan as well.
In between those clips, we got to see images of their birthday parties, cookouts, the holidays and other activities the boys had enjoyed with Matt and Kelly. We also watched Matt playing in a couple of softball games when suddenly one of the boys noticed something else.
"Hey, that's you! Isn't it, Uncle Blake?" Tyler blurted out, while I began to blush. I was slightly embarrassed when I noticed the guy with his long locks sticking out from under his baseball cap as he played second base beside Matt at shortstop.
"Yes, that ugly creature is me," I ultimately confessed and the boys giggled.
"You aren't ugly, but at first I thought it was a girl playing second base," Marcus teased.
"Hey, I don't have boobs," I shot back, which caused all of the boys to start giggling again.
We continued going through the memories of their lives with their parents and only took a very short break for lunch. Then we went back and started the process all over with the next batch of CDs.
"Hey, there's Uncle Blake with his old boyfriend," Tyler pointed out when we got to the file of the Christmas party I'd attended with my old flame at their house. "He's not bad looking, but I'm cuter," Tyler quipped, just to let me know that I had made an improvement now that I was with him. Luckily, his brothers didn't catch on to his meaning.
By the time we had gone through each of the other files, the boys seemed to be in a much better mood. I was grateful that Tyler had remembered they still had these CDs and that the boys had such a great time reliving those memories, even the ones they hadn't been there to enjoy the first time around.
"You were right," Tyler stated, momentarily confusing me. "It was a lot better remembering those times, rather than thinking about how it all ended. I'm pretty sure Mom and Dad would want us to think about these things instead."
"Yeah, that was fun," Ethan agreed. "I got to see Marcus and Tyler when they were little too, but don't show anybody else the videos of us when Mommy and Daddy were giving us a bath." We all laughed at his comment.
"Can't we show these videos to Dylan, Justin and Andrew the next time they come over?" Marcus wanted to know. "I think they'd like to see them too and we don't care if they see us getting a bath, because we see each other naked all the time." Ethan eventually gave in and nodded his head.
"Sure, we can do that if they want to see the videos too, but they may not want to watch all of them like we just did," I agreed.
"I bet they will," Tyler differed. "They'll have just as much fun making fun of us, as we had making fun of each other."
"Yeah, you might be right about that," I finally agreed. "But we'll leave the choice up to them."
I also began to feel better now, seeing the boys appeared to be in a much better mood. I had only just left them so I could go to the kitchen and start fixing dinner when all three boys came out to confront me.
"Hey, I just thought of something!" Tyler announced and I had no idea what he might be referring to. "You celebrated each of our birthdays with us and threw us a party so we could invite our friends, but we never had a party for you. If you've been here a whole year now, you must have had a birthday during that time, so why didn't you tell us about it?"
I had wondered if any of them were going to eventually ask me about this, because I had intentionally avoided bringing it up. "My birthday was shortly after I first came here to live with you and at the time none of us were really in the mood to celebrate anything, let alone an old man's birthday."
"You're not old," Ethan assured me, as he gave my leg a squeeze.
"When is it then?" Marcus followed.
"My birthday is on February 8th," I offered. "That was only a couple of weeks after I first moved in with you and we had way too much on our minds to worry about a silly birthday then."
"Your birthday's not silly," Ethan corrected, while giving me a disapproving glare.
"So your birthday is exactly a month before mine?" Tyler asked, totally shocked. "Wow! I wish I'd known that."
"Like I said, it wasn't a big deal and it wasn't a good time," I responded as Tyler's face brightened. This indicated he had something up his sleeve.
"Hey, I've got an idea then," Tyler followed while looking me in the eye. "Since we didn't get to celebrate your birthday last year, what if we all go to Dominick's for dinner tomorrow night to celebrate the one year anniversary of you becoming our new dad."
"We can do that if you want, but I'm your guardian, not your dad," I countered, since I didn't want the boys to think I was trying to replace my best friend and their biological father.
"Hey, we can have two dads," Marcus offered. "It doesn't mean we love either of you less or can't love both of you at the same time. We should think of you like our dad too, because you take care of us just like he did."
"Yeah, he's right," Ethan chimed in.
"If you want to think of me like that I don't mind, but you should still refer to me as Uncle Blake," I agreed, making a slight compromise.
"So can we do that tomorrow and all go out to celebrate that you have been with us for a year?" Tyler followed, since I hadn't given him an answer. "And then we'll have a party on your birthday too. We'll invite Dylan, Justin, Andrew, Uncle Don, Aunt Cherie, Aunt Sally and Auntie Ann."
"I'll take you to Dominick's tomorrow night and we can celebrate my birthday too, but we don't need to make a big production out of it," I relented, without wanting them to go overboard.
"No, you had big parties for us and we want to do the same thing for you," Tyler objected. "Dylan and I will talk to his mom about it and set everything up."
"Tyler, please don't do that," I begged, but I could see my plea was falling on deaf ears.
"We want to and it will be fun," he shot back as he ran to get his phone so he could call Dylan.
***
It had been a long, and sometimes stressful year, but it had also been filled with joy and many wonderful memories. I now looked forward to spending even more time with these marvelous boys and hoped to watch each one of them grow into fine young men.
The thing I was the most troubled about was if I was doing the right thing with Tyler. Almost everything we'd done had been his idea and I'd tried my best not to force him into anything, but was I handling the situation correctly? Was I doing what was best for him or only best for myself?
Then, there was this other problem. Since Tyler and I had now become lovers, I'd discovered I was scared to death that someday he would get bored with me, especially as I grew older, and then try to find someone else, someone younger, and then leave me. He'd constantly assured me this would never happen and told me we would always be together, and I truly hoped that would be the case. Maybe my insecurities are beginning to surface, but I don't think I'd ever be able to love anyone else as much as I loved him. I guess I'll just have to do everything in my power to keep him happy and feeling loved, so he'll never be tempted to leave me.
The End
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