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Subject: The Contractor - Chapter Eight Welcome to my latest story about the developing relationship between a twenty something heterosexual self-employed contractor and a sheltered soon to be sixteen year old boy. The contractor will mentor the young man while he soon learns new things about himself as the young man helps him on his journey into new experiences. WARNING: This story is for adult men. It contains a graphic and fictional depiction of sex between adult and youth males. If sexual activity between consenting males is illegal where you are, or you find this material offensive or if you are under legal age, do not go any further and do not read this story. The characters are fictional and do not represent any real person, living or dead or any real events or happenings. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except to the website to which it has been posted, without consent of the author. Your comments or suggestions are always welcome. Please direct them to Jonathan Perkins at hoo. All of us enjoy the stories posted here so please support Nifty. I appreciate you reading my stories and Nifty appreciates your fty/donate.html The Contractor Chapter Eight "Big changes" Monday morning I picked up Brian as we had arranged. I asked him if he enjoyed his sleepover. He said a couple others guys were supposed to sleepover but they had to go home with their parents at the end of the cookout. "Didn't trust the four of your guys together?" I asked kidding around. "They just had other commitments for this morning and wouldn't be able to get a ride home." "You should have said something, I would have given them a ride." "Just as well. I didn't know them too well and I had more fun with Kyle." "What kind of fun?" I asked with raised eyebrows. "What's the matter, jealous?" "Yes, I was wanting to have fun with Kyle too." I joked "I'll ask him tomorrow at practice if you can join the next sleepover," he giggled. "I don't think that would go over very well with his father. Maybe he should come sleepover my house, maybe in the next two weeks." "Why, what's happening in the next two weeks?" Brian asked "Nothing special," I kept my eyes on the road but could see Brian had a quizzical look on his face. I was curious if anything had happened between the two of them but the conversation was headed in a different direction so I thought better of continuing it. "By the way, you ran off yesterday as soon as we arrived and you didn't get in on the private joke your mother and I came up with." I explained the whole arm in arm routine. "So that's why everyone kept asking me who you were and if you were dating my mother," Brian reported. "Did you tell them I was dating you and not your mother?" "I just told them you were a friend of the family, . . . and a terrific fuck!" he laughed. He wanted to go to my house for a while before I dropped him at home. I gladly obliged, knowing what he was up to. We went into my house and sat on the couch making out. He pulled away from my face and cuddled up tight to me. "I feel so safe and loved with you. Is it possible to love two people at the same time?" "Of course. Your mother loves you very much as you do her. And I love you just as much and you feel the same towards me, right? A different kind of love, but love none the less. Or did you mean two guys?" still fishing to see if anything happened last night with Kyle. "Yes, you're right, as always. Just two people, that's all." Brian held me and soon dozed off to sleep. As with most sleepovers, I doubt he had gotten much sleep the night before. I dozed off myself shortly after. I awoke an hour or so later to my stomach grumbling for lunch. Brian was snoring so I gently moved off the couch so as not to wake him. I was in the kitchen to make a sandwich when I heard Brian walk in. "You were sound asleep and I got hungry so I came in to make a sandwich," I told him without turning around to face him. "I thought that might be it so I brought you something to eat," he announced. He brought me something to eat? From the living room? I turned around and he was standing in the doorway stark naked sporting a boner, holding it in his hand as if to offer it to me. An offer I couldn't refuse. "Come over here and sit down and let me see if it's fit to eat." He came towards me with a big grin on his face. When he reached me I turned him around and bent him over the kitchen table. "I want the appetizer first," as I got on my knees and grabbed his ass with both hands, spreading his cheeks to get a look at the prize. His pink pucker stared back at me. I moved in and stuck out my tongue to meet him, licking up and down and all around but not directly on his hole. He was squirming and pleading for me to get to it. I willing did as I was told and pressed my tongue against his hole, licking and prodding and making him moan out loud. The smell from his body was intoxicating, not a foul dirty ass smell, but a teenage pheromone smell fueling my desire for him. I ravaged his hole until my tongue and my jaw were sore. He was begging me to fuck him but that was not on the menu right now. I turned him around and picked him up and sat him on the edge of the table, spreading his legs to give me better access to what I was really after. I took his balls in my mouth and licked them and sucked them, pulling my head back as I sucked to stretch his ball sack out almost to the point of causing him pain. A little pain during sex can be exhilarating so I was careful not to make it too painful. Moving up from his balls, I licked the side of his shaft, working my way to the tip, then back down the other side. After several times the glistening of precum at his piss slit was too much for me to ignore. I squeezed his cock and milked it up to get the maximum amount of boy nectar then swirled my tongue over the tip to savor the sweet taste of Brian. He threw himself back to lie on the table and lifted his legs up in the air. I engulfed his rigid cock and began to suck him vigor, this being as pleasurable for me as it was for him. He grabbed the back of my head and squeezed his legs together, putting me in a headlock as his body convulsed and spew its cum into my mouth. I hungrily drank every drop he offered until he stopped and released his grip on my head. "Now can I go eat my sandwich," I slyly asked. "Now its my turn for lunch," he replied. But before we could go any further, his mother called. She wanted Brian to come home early. They needed to talk. "It sounds serious," he said with concern as he ended the call. "It is but it isn't." "You know what this is about?" "I think so, but its better if she tells you. It's nothing to be upset about." I gobbled down my sandwich almost as fast as I had gobbled down Brian's cock while he got dressed. We went right over to his house and he ran up to the house. His mother was in the door and motioned for me to join them. She explained the accident her sister had and that she had to go to St Louis for a few weeks to look after her. Brian expressed his sympathy for his aunt but asked what about him? What was he going to do? His mother explained that I had volunteered to have him live with me while she was away. Or he could come with her but it would mean missing school and football. "I really don't want to get behind on my school work. I don't want to let the team down either. We have had some great practices and the coach thinks we'll make it to state finals this year." "I thought that would feel that way. That's why Shaun and I felt you'd rather stay here with him. I have made plane reservations and will be leaving tomorrow morning. Shaun has agreed to drive me to the airport after we drop you at school. Go pack some clothes and what you'll need." Brian looked at me with a big smile. As he walked past me to go upstairs and pack, "Two whole weeks or more of football, fun and fucking. This will be awesome!" It will be awesome all right. I just hope I can survive that long. The next morning we dropped Dorothy off at the airport then I dropped Brian off at school. I went to work on my next project, wondering what I had gotten myself into. It's one thing to take Brian in for a few days but two weeks? Or more? I'm sure it will be fun for both of us but how much closer will we grow, living together for that amount of time? Or will we not get along after a few days and ruin our friendship? Too late to worry about it now, just have to make the best of the situation. I left work that afternoon to go watch Brian at practice. The team was really starting to shape up. I don't know all that much about football but they looked sharp. I think it's going to be a good season. Brian told me the coach wanted he and Kyle to stay after the regular practice to work on their timing on the pass routes he had laid out for them. We headed home for supper after stopping at Brian's house to make sure all was good there. As soon as we got home, Brian went to the bathroom to take a piss. I went to the kitchen to start supper. Brian came out naked and came over to me. "Little overdressed aren't you? Brian asked. "Is the dress code ultra casual for supper tonight?" "Call it what you want, just get out of your clothes," he smiled. Who could refuse an order like that. I went to the bedroom and took off my clothes. Returning to the kitchen, Brian was setting the table while I continued fixing the food. Both of us had chubbed up a little but not full on hard, which surprised me. Eating supper was not a sexual thing so I guess that's why we stayed relaxed. But then Brian bent over to place a plate on the other side of the table. The sight of that perfect ass caught my attention, and the attention of my cock. He dropped a spoon as he was putting out the silverware. "Let me get that for you," as I walked over to where he was standing. I got down to pick up the spoon and his ass was practically in my face. "Let me get this for you while I'm here," as I grabbed his cheeks, massaging them as I parted them giving me access to his pink pucker. I blew on it softly before bringing my tongue in to make contact. Brian shuddered and bent down over the table, putting him in the perfect position for me. "A little appetizer before the main course," I informed him "Mmmm, yeah, I can't wait for the main course." I was referring to our actual dinner but he had something else in mind. I licked and tongued his ass, making his squirm his ass from my attention. "I'm ready, I'm so fucking ready for the main course. Do me now!" he begged. I was not about to interrupt the moment and go get the lube from the bedroom so I grabbed the butter that was on the table and smeared my stiff cock and his twitching hole. I stood up and moved in to put my cock against him, pushing at him as he pushed back at me. The butter did the trick and I was soon pressing deep inside him. Brian grabbed the sides of the table to steady himself as I began to thrust deep and hard. I reached around him with my buttery hand and stroked his cock as I fucked him. Surprisingly I came first, totally aroused y watching my boner plunging into his sweet ass, breathing hard as I slammed it. I stayed still as I shot my load, then went back to stroking him, tightening my grip and increasing my speed. I felt his ass grip my cock as he reached his climax, shooting his cum all over the table. We caught our breath and cleaned up our mess. After we ate, we went in and sat to watch TV. In the kitchen I had been self conscious being naked until his ass got me fired up but now sitting and watching TV naked seemed natural. We went to bed and cuddled and made out for a while before falling asleep in each other's arms. This became out routine. Come home, have sex from the simple to the spectacular, have supper and then quiet time before bed. This is how married life is supposed to be. What! Married life? Where the hell did that thought come from? This all felt so natural and so right. Not like the first few years with my wife. I wasn't particularly upset when she divorced me but would I be able to handle a breakup if Brian moved on? At some point he undoubtedly will as he graduates and goes off to college. Or maybe even before if he finds someone else to be with. Like Kyle, maybe? Damn it, Shaun O'Riley, don't over think it, just enjoy the ride while it lasts. At least for the next couples of weeks until his mother comes home. At Thursday's practice Kyle noticed Brian's mother hadn't been in the bleachers all week. "Is your mom sick or something?" Kyle asked. "No, she's out of town visiting her sister in St. Louis." "Are you staying at home by yourself?" "No, I'm staying at Shaun's house until she gets back, She and Shaun worked it out. But you can't tell anyone. This has to be a secret and I know how hard it is for you to keep a secret," Brian laughed. "Fuck you, dickhead. I can keep any secret you got. It must be pretty neat, living with Shaun and everything." "It ardahan escort is pretty neat. With school and practice and sleeping we don't actually get to spend much time together though," "Oh, I'll bet you two find time for each other and don't spend much time sleeping," Kyle winked. Brian's face once again gave him away as it turned bright rec. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" he asked indignantly. "You know what I mean, stud. Well, never mind, I'll keep that secret too." "There is no secret to keep, asshole," as Brian stormed off to get on the field and start his warm up routine. Kyle had crossed a line that he hadn't intended too and was sorry he said anything about Shaun. At the end of the regular practice Brian and Kyle remained on the field for their extra work. "Brian, I'm sorry for what I said earlier. What's between you and Shaun is none of my business." "No worries. I know I can trust you to be discreet. I just get nervous and don't want anyone else knowing, that's all. Let's get some routes going and forget about this." They went through their different routes, getting their timing down so each one knew exactly what the other one was thinking. Kyle knew where Brian would be on the field for any one particular play and Brian knew exactly where Kyle would throw the ball and where he had to be to make the catch. They were in perfect sync. "It's starting to feel so natural throwing to you. It's like I don't even have to think about you catching the ball, I just have to throw it where it belongs and you're there to catch it." "Great minds think alike, I guess." "Sure do." Kyle was unusually quiet as they showered. He had his back turned to Brian most of the time. Finally Kyle turned to Brian. "Can I ask you a personal question?" "Sure, anything. No secrets between good friends like us." "This is really personal and I hope you won't get mad. You don't have to answer if you don't want to." "Go ahead and ask." "Ok. Ah . . . well . . . I mean . . ." "Spit it out, dude, I told you to ask anything." Brian coaxed him. "Here goes," as Kyle cleared his throat. "What's it feel like to hold another guy's cock in your hand?" Brian snickered a little as he looked down and saw Kyle's cock was hard and straight. The two of them often chubbed up a little while showering naked together, but never a full out hardon. "To be honest, its feels great! But only if you like the person you're with. If it's a stranger it's kind of perfunctory, just a cock. But if you like the person attached to it, it's the most intimate thing you can do to another guy." This time it was Kyle's face turning red. He lowered his head and quickly glanced at Brian's cock, now stiffening and point straight out. To lighten the air, Brian tried to be funny and pointed his cock in Kyle's direction. "Here, want to try it and see how it feels?" Much to Brian's amazement, Kyle reached out his hand and took Brian's cock in his hand. He gave it a squeeze and a slow stroke. He looked up at Brian with a blank look on his face, Brian not knowing how Kyle felt about this. He took a chance and reached over and took a hold of Kyle stiff cock and did the same to him. They stroked each other for a few minutes, Brian smiling at Kyle while Kyle remained emotionless. "We better rinse off and get dressed before Shaun shows up to give us a ride." "Yes, we don't want to make his wait." Brian complied They finished their shower in silence, Brian wondering if he had screwed up his friendship with Kyle as Kyle wondered the same thing. Kyle wondered if he offended Brian by taking advantage of the fact that he was gay to get a quick feel. Brian was wondering if Kyle wanted to be more than just friends or just curious and felt safe asking him. As they were dressing, Brian decided to break the ice. "So, how was it? Intimate or perfunctory?" Brian asked with a smile. "Weird. Not really weird, just not what I expected. I thought it would be gross and disgusting to touch another guy's cock. It would be if it was just anyone but I felt okay doing it with you. I'm not sure if that answers your question. What about you?" "It felt good, me holding yours and you holding mine. Somewhat the same, nice, not really intimate yet but not meaningless either." Kyle caught the word 'yet' and wondered if he had made a mistake and sent the wrong signal to Brian. Or is Brian could sense something that Kyle wasn't ready to admit to himself yet. Just then Shaun banged on the locker room door. "Hey, you guys ready to go? I'm hungry and want to get home for supper." The boys scrambled to get dressed and leave. As they left the locker room, Kyle looked at Brian and quietly said, "We'll talk about this tomorrow, ok?" "Sure, tomorrow." But the subject never came up again. Brian was a little disappointed that they didn't explore Kyle's feeling some more but he didn't want to push the issue. Kyle was his usual self at practice the next day with no lasting effects of their encounter in the locker room. Kyle's father picked him up just before practice was over for a dentist appointment. As the team was headed for the locker room, Brian ended up walking next to Brandon. "Hey Brian, wait up for a minute." "Sure, what's up?" I noticed you and Kyle are having some private practice after the team leaves. Is the coach getting ready to bench me again and have you fill my spot?" "No, not at all. The coach just wanted me to put in some extra time to learn the routes and the plays so I could get up to speed with the rest of you. That's all." Brian responded. "I know I'm not as good as you at catching the passes but I have seniority and my father would really be pissed at me if I didn't get some calls on the field this year. I'd put in some extra time if the coach asked me but I don't think he likes me." "Nonsense. He's so busy concentrating on the game he doesn't have time to like or dislike anyone. He honestly doesn't know me well enough to like me or not. I'm just Number 87.to him." "Yeah, he can be a dick. But he knows football. Sometimes I get so aggravated with him. You must have heard about our beef last year. It was ugly all the way around." "It didn't involve me so I keep my nose out of things like that. I have an idea, though. I love catching the ball but I also like to throw the ball. I don't get to do any of that right now. Would you consider staying after practice a day or two and catch passes for me? I'd enjoy it and you can get in some practice as well. Interested?" "Hell yes, when do we start? Today?" Brandon agreed anxiously. "Not so fast. I have to okay it with coach and then we can start Thursday, do it Tuesdays and Thursdays for a while." "Awesome. Let's go ask coach right now," as Brandon jogged to the locker room to find coach who readily agreed. "Brian," the coach began after Brandon had headed off to the showers, "Brandon can get an attitude real quick. He's got an ugly temper. Are you sure you want to work with him?" "It was my idea coach. I've been watching him during the regular practices and I think I can give him a few pointers to improve his game. It might make his a better player and that would be good for the team." "Okay, if that's what you want," the coach said shaking his head from side to side. Brian caught up with Brandon I the showers. "We're all set for Thursday. I just have to make sure Shaun can pick me up those days as well. I'm sure it will be ok, though." "If not, I can have my Dad pick us up. He has a pretty flexible schedule. Plus he'd be pleased I'm putting in extra practice," Brandon pointed out. When Shaun picked him up, Brian told him about the extra practices with Brandon. "If it's a problem, Brandon's father get us." "No problem on my end. I'll be here anyway watching you make a fool out of yourself trying to be a football star," Shaun laughed. "You keep up that shit talking and when Kyle and I are playing in the Super Bowl you won't get complimentary tickets. You'll have to watch at home on TV." Brian shot back in jest. "Good. By the time you make it to the Super Bowl, I'll be too old to climb the stairs in the stadium anyway," earning a smack on the shoulder from Brian. They stopped to get take out for supper like they always did on days with extra practice. Making supper cut down on their naked and alone time together. While they were sitting on the couch after supper and sex, Shaun asked Brian, "So why are you working one on one with Brandon? Do you have a thing for him too?" "No, I told you, I just want to help him out and make him a better receiver for the team." "So you're doing private coaching so you can take over the coach's job? Shaun smiled. "Not at all. He can have that job. And what do you mean, 'have a thing for him too'? Do you think I have a thing for Kyle?" "Oh, you do all right. I'm just not sure what kind of a thing it is. A real friendship or something else." "Are you getting jealous again?" Brian asked nervously. After the brief encounter he and Kyle had in the showers the other day, Brian wasn't exactly sure himself what they had. "Certainly! I don't share well but I did promise I share you with Kyle. A three way is one thing, but there wouldn't be room for four of us in my bed if you tried to include Brandon," Shaun started laughing so hard he fell over sideways on the couch. "A three way! In your dreams old man! If there was three of us in bed at the same time, you'd have a stroke, and I don't mean a hand job. Add Brandon and you've have a heart attack and be dead before any of us could cum." "But I'd die with a smile on my face," Shaun continued laughing so hard he had tears coming down his face. They regained their composure and continued watching TV, Shaun coming out with a giggle every now and then and quietly saying, "Three way indeed." Brian began to think about the three of them in bed and suddenly started to get hard. Shaun looked over and saw what was happening. "Looks like you're thinking about the three way. Which one is getting spit roasted?" "Just thinking about you and only you," Brian lied. "Let's go to bed." "I'm into this movie. Just slide closer," as Shaun reached out to stroke Brian's cock until he shot his load. "You know just how to please me, don't you?" as Brian lay his head against Shaun's shoulder. "It was pretty pleasing for me as well. Bringing you lover pleasure can be as good as being pleasured sometimes," hugging Brian and pulling him tight. The next day in the locker room Brian and Kyle were chatting while getting dressed for practice. Brandon walked by and shouted to Brian he was looking forward to tomorrow. "What was that about,' Kyle asked. "He and I are going to work one on one like you and I do so I can help him with his receiving." "What are you nuts? That guy is a psychopath. He'll end up screaming at you and walk off the field if he doesn't catch every ball." Kyle protested. "Maybe, maybe not. I wanted to get in some passing practice so I figured I could help Brandon at the same time." "If you wanted some throwing time, you should have said something. We could have done that too." "What are you jealous?" Brian asked throwing out the same line to Kyle as he had to Shaun the night before. "Fuck yeah! You're my friend and I don't share well," Kyle said somewhat seriously. "You and Shaun make a pair, you know it? You both agreed to share me, remember?" Brian asked joking around. "Okay, but no more. There is only so much of you to go around," Kyle laughed back at Brian. "More than enough to keep you both satisfied," Brian replied as his wiggled his eyebrows. Kyle wasn't sure how to take that so he just grabbed his helmet and headed for the door. "Come on, we better not be late or we'll have to run laps" As Brian walked out of the locker room he wondered why everyone wanted to control his life and whom he spends time with. His mother tried to keep him secluded in the house so he didn't fall in with the wrong company. Shaun is jealous of Kyle and Brandon, Kyle is jealous of Shaun and Brandon and Brandon? Whose knows what his hang up will be?. Brian wondered if he really that special or does he just make friends with possessive people? He is ready to tell them all he is growing up and will spend time with, have sex with and be in love with whomever he wants. As he walks on the field he sees Kyle smiling face looking his way. The smile melts all the frustration he was feeling and makes him feel good about his blossoming affection for Kyle. The afternoon goes by quickly. Everyone is laughing and joking in between plays. Even Brandon has been more outgoing, getting in on the chatter and goofing around with his teammates instead of his usual sullen self. Kyle and Brian got together to discuss what they were going o work on today. "Did you notice Brandon today/" Kyle asked. "Yeah, not his usual self. I've never seen him so talkative." "Maybe you were right, as always. Guess he just needed someone to reach out to him instead of treating him like artvin escort the ass hat he is." Kyle remarked. "Nice left handed compliment, dude. We'll see what tomorrow brings." After 30 minutes of grueling running and catching Kyle called it quits and headed for the locker room. "Man, you really put me through the wringer today, Kyle. But I felt like we were really connecting on all levels." "Me too. Let's hit the showers," Kyle suggested as he stripped off his practice gear and threw it in his locker. "I'm so beat, I think I'll just head out and take a shower at home." "Shaun won't be here for a while yet and I kind wanted to talk to you. In the showers, you know, so nobody can hear us over the running water," Kyle said as he lowered his head and looked at the floor. "What are we, CIA spies?" Brian asked jokingly. "No," was all Kyle replied and walked towards the shower room. He paused at the doorway and looked back for a moment at Brian and then went in. He went to his favorite spot and turned on the water for his showerhead and the one next to it. Brian took the hint and striped off his gear and joined Kyle. He didn't want to put any pressure on Kyle so he just slowly started washing, waiting for him to open up on whatever was so secretive. "About the other day, Brian, I'm sorry about that." "If you're talking about what I think you're talking about, I'm not sorry at all. I know I enjoyed it but I can see why it might have bothered you." "That's the thing, I'm not sure it did. I broke up with my girlfriend last week. She was getting to be too much of a demanding bitch. I've been so horny ever since that I've been jerking off at least twice a day. When I got so damn hard in the shower and you were hard, I just lost control. I hope you can forgive me." "Like I said, nothing to forgive. I enjoyed what you did and I enjoyed what I did. Over and done with. Period." "Really?" "Yeah. Unless, of course, you want to do it some more," Brian offered joking around to lighten the mood. "Damn it, Brian, you're the best friend anyone could ever ask for." Kyle continued to wash up, soaping his body from head to toe. He looked over at Brian doing the same and noticed Brian had a boner again. Looking down he saw he was just as aroused. Without saying anything he reached over and took Brian's cock in his hand and started to stroke him, much more purposefully than last time. Brian looked down at his cock cradled in Kyle's hand and then looked up at Kyle. They both smiled at each other, accepting what was happening. Brian took Kyle in his hand and began jerking him off. It only lasted a few minutes and Kyle was shooting his load all over the shower wall. Kyle quickly let go of Brian's cock as buyer's remorse set in. His face was red and he hurried to rinse off. Brian was once again afraid he had screwed up their friendship. "I've got to get going," Kyle announced, "I don't want to keep my father waiting" as he scurried out of the shower room. "Hey Kyle!" Brian called after him, "We good? I'm good if you are." From the changing area, Kyle simply replied, "Yeah" By the time Brian finished off stroking himself and washing, Kyle had left the locker room when Brian came to his locker. Brian was quiet on the ride to pick up fast food. When they got to the Shaun's apartment, Brian stayed dressed and ate without saying much, "You're quiet tonight. And terribly overdressed, wouldn't you say?" Shaun spoke up. "Something bugging you?" "Yes. No. Well, kind of," came Brian's reply. "A firm clear answer, just what I like." Shaun joked. "Kyle and I were showering after practice and he was telling me he broke up with his girlfriend. He was telling me how good the sex was with her but her personality was horrible and he couldn't stand her anymore. Talking about her he boned up big time. I noticed his hard cock and boned up myself. He saw I was as hard as he was and he looked at me and then took my cock in his hand and began to stroke me. It felt so good so I did the same to him. He came really fast but then stopped and left the showers before we could talk. He was gone when I came out of the shower. I think I screwed up with him." "He was the one that grabbed you first so I don't think you screwed up." "But I know he's not gay and I should have stopped him." "Were you having any strong feeling towards him or just enjoying a mutual tug?" "We're good friends but that's all. It was just letting off some steam." "Then you need to talk to him and explain it to him just the way you did to me. It was a spur of the moment thing between two horny friends and didn't mean anything more than that." "I hope you're right. I hope we can talk about this in the morning." "Why not give him a call and talk tonight?" "I'd rather do it in person, face to face." "I get it. If you want to call him and meet him tonight, I'll give you a ride where ever." "Thanks, I'll call him now." Brian called but it went to voice mail. Several more attempts that night ended the same. "He's not answering my calls. I think I've lost his friendship." "I'm sure it will work out. In the meantime you still have me you know." Shaun smiled and hugged Brian. "I sure as hell hope so!" We went to bed early in hopes of getting a good night's rest. Not so much for Brian. He was tossing and turning and no sooner fell asleep than he would wake up again. After about an hour we were both asleep when Brian phone buzzed with a text message. He woke up and grabbed his phone, hoping it was from Kyle. It was. 'Hey, sorry I didn't take you calls. I didn't know what to say' 'Nothing to say really. What happened just happened.' 'No, I took advantage of you again and had you jerk me off. Then I left you hanging.' 'You didn't take advantage of me at all. You reached out first but what we did was mutual' 'But I never finished you.' 'I said before, sometimes bringing pleasure to someone you like is just as good as getting pleasured? That was the case today.' 'You really believe that?' 'Of course I do. I enjoyed what we did. I was glad to bring you pleasure.' 'I owe you one' 'Only if you want to.' 'That's the thing, I'm not sure if I do or not. It felt good while we were doing it but I felt like shit after.' 'Then you owe me nothing. Just your friendship and an accurate pass' 'I don't deserve someone as nice as you. Shaun does.' 'He's not part of this conversation, this is just between us.' 'Got to go, will talk tomorrow.' 'Good night, my friend. Sleep well. 'Good night.' Brian lay there looking at his phone until it went into snooze mode. "Everything okay?" I asked him "I'm not sure. I think so. He's really concerned about what happened today and still can't make peace with it. We'll talk some more tomorrow." "He reached out to you tonight, that's a good sign." Brian cuddled up and hugged me, a good night kiss and we went back to sleep. Brian got up early the next morning so he could get to school before Kyle and talk to him. He waited at the main entrance and had me stationed at the side entrance in case Kyle tried to sneak in there. Sure enough, I saw Mr. Davenport's car pull away from the curb and Kyle walking quickly with his head down going to the side entrance. He was looking over his shoulder to make sure Brian didn't see him and ran smack into me. "Shaun! What are you doing here?" "Trying to catch someone who means a lot to Brian. He was really worried about you last night. The two of you need to talk before you end up losing a very special friendship." "Did he tell you about yesterday?" "Of course he did. We're open and honest with each other and that's what makes our relationship so solid. No secrets, no holding back. You should do the same." "But I feel so embarrassed, Shaun. How can I face him?" "By turning around," I joked as Brian came up behind him. Brian walked right up to Kyle and gave him a hug. "Oh shit, not here you asshole," Kyle scolded Brian. "You've already told the whole world I'm a hugger so what's the big deal," breaking off before Kyle got really pissed. "We're teammates, isn't this what football players do? Hug, slap asses and grab crotches?" "Not in public, not now. Just don't." "Ok, I'm sorry. But I am really glad to see you in person. I wanted to see you last night so we can put all this behind us, one way or another. Can we go somewhere and talk?" "Ok, let's go sit in the bleachers. No one will be there this time of the morning." "I'm going to work and leave you two to straighten things out between you," I told the boys. "Bad choice of words, don't you think Shaun?" Brian quipped. I just shook my head and left. The two boys went to the bleachers and sat a couple of rows up. "I feel crappy about what we did, taking advantage of you like that," Kyle began. "I keep telling you that you didn't take advantage of me. We didn't do anything I didn't want to do." "I only knew I could do it because you're gay. I wouldn't have done it with anyone else." Kyle admitted, hanging his head and looking at the floor. "But you did do it with me and I enjoyed doing it with you. Can't you get that through you thick head? I wouldn't have done it with anyone else, whether they were gay, straight of bi. You're my best friend and we can do things, anything, together that we both enjoy." "Maybe, but still . . ." "Look, if you were sitting in the pizza shop with a whole pizza to yourself and I walked in and looked hungry, wouldn't you share your pizza with me? Same thing with sex. You were horny and I had plenty to share with you." Brian explained. "That's the stupidest analogy I've ever heard." Kyle laughed. "Hey, I can catch a ball, nail up a wall or stroke a cock but I sure as hell ain't no fucking English major. Best I could do," laughing at Kyle. "I agree with you on all counts. I just don't want to mess up what we have, or worse yet, come between you and Shaun. I couldn't live with myself if that happened." "Not saying there is anything between me and Shaun, but if there was, you certainly wouldn't come between us." "Don't play dumb, bonehead. I know you well enough to see how you feel about him and how he feels about you. Another one of our secrets that I aim to keep to myself." "Okay, I'll fess up about Shaun and you quit being so weird about what we do when we're alone and just having some horn dog fun with each other. Deal?" "Deal. I'm not sure if I'm gay, or bi or straight with no self-control. So don't tempt me any more with that hot looking boner while we're showering." Kyle laughed. "Doesn't matter what you are sexually, I know we're true friends and what ever happens between us is good." The boys got up to walk back to school as the first bell rang. Before they could take off, Kyle grabbed Brian and gave him a tight hug. "Thanks. Really, thanks, I'm glad we talked. Now, the last one in the door has to run two extra laps today," as they both took off in a foot race to the school building. Brian was glad they had talked. He wasn't sure exactly what they had decided but at least Kyle was in a better mood. When they passed each other in the hall they would high five each other. After practice that day Brian was to start working with Brandon. Brian was still claiming their workouts were just to give him a chance to throw and not so much to help Brandon catch. "I don't want to throw my arm out so let's start with some short easy routes, ok?" Brian told Brandon. "Sure, what ever you want." Brian gave him a few routes and Brandon ran the routes perfectly, right in the right spot at the right time. But he dropped the ball each time. "I don't think I'm doing you any good. I really suck at this. Maybe the coach is right." Brandon lamented. "You're right at the spot I'm throwing to but you put all your concentration into getting there and not in actually catching the ball. Run that route again and I'll hold back throwing the ball a few more seconds. Get your position, take a deep breath and make the ball your main focus." Brian waited until Brandon was at the spot in the route to catch the ball and then let it fly. Brandon put his arms out and caught the ball, bringing it in tight to his chest. "I caught the mother fucker!" Brandon yelled. "I actually caught it." Brian chuckled and congratulated him on a good catch. The next few throws Brian released the ball quicker each time and Brandon continued to make the catch. They ran a few longer routes but Brandon was back to his old self, being in place but not focusing on the ball. The next throw, Brian yelled as the ball was half way to Brandon. "The ball! The ball, you dumb ass!" smiling as he hollered. Brandon looked back, set himself up and caught the ball. The rest of their practice went about the same. Some good catches some horrible misses. But Brandon had made some great progress. As they walked off the field Brandon thanked Brian and was looking forward to their next practice. Kyle called Brian that evening to talk about Brandon. "So how did it go with Mr. Obnoxious?" "We ataköy escort had a good practice. His biggest problem was not focusing on the ball once he was in position. By the end of the practice he was actually catching the ball, not every time, but a lot more than normal." "I suppose if anyone can help that prick it would be you." Kyle said with contempt in his voice. "We had a good time. He's not really a bad guy once to get to know him a little." "I know him well enough. Thanks, but no thanks." Brian could sense Kyle wasn't happy about him working with Brandon, whether it was his animosity for Brandon or if Kyle was jealous of the time Brian was spending with him. Either way, Brian changed the subject. They made small talk for a while and then Kyle opened up, "Hey, I'm sorry I'm being such a bitch. Nothing personal, ok?" Kyle said as he sighed. "Okay. But you know how I feel about someone being bitchy to me. If this keeps up I'm going to have to break up with you and find someone else to hang with in the locker room," Brian teased Kyle. "You're a jerk, Brian Winston, you know that? A big no talent, ugly, loud mouthed jerk!" Kyle came back with a giggle. "Awww, you know me so well. Guess I'll have to keep you no matter how bitchy you get." "You sure as hell will if you ever want a pass thrown your way this season. I know Brandon would be happy to take all my calls in the huddle." They joked with each other and then there was a long silence. Kyle spoke first. "Thanks for being my friend, Brian. No one could ask for a better one." "Back at you, Kyle." They said good night and ended their call. Brian just sat there holding his phone with a big smile on his face. His thoughts were interrupted by my voice. "That seemed to go better than last night. I guess your talk this morning did some good?" "Things are good between us now. Not sure what might happen next, but we can handle it." "Good, I think. I just hope you don't go running off and marry him and leave me all alone." Shaun quipped. "If we do, we'll adopt you and keep you around." Brian sassed Shaun. "Or you and I get married and adopt Kyle?" "Naw, I don't want to marry an old man. I want someone young and virile like Kyle." "Oh, is that so?" "Although you ain't half bad in the sack, for an old man that is." "Speaking of that, I missed last night," I said as I nodded my head sideways towards the bedroom. They ran to the bedroom, shed their clothes and made out passionately. With limited foreplay, I threw Brian on his stomach and reached in the night stand for the lube. I smeared it on my cock and his hole and climbed on top of him. I pressed my cock against him and slowly pressed in as Brian moaned and moved his ass up to meet me. I was all the way in and began to pump slow but steady. "Oh yeah, that's feel so fine. I love the way you big cock fills my hole. Now fuck me hard and fast, Kyle." The second Brian said Kyle's name he froze. I immediately stopped and withdrew from my lover's ass. I sat back on my haunches and didn't say a word, then climbed off the bed. Brian turned over and sat up to look at my face. "I'm so sorry, Shaun, I don't know what came over me. I wasn't thinking of Kyle, honest. It was you, only you, in my ass and in my mind." Brian apologized but to no avail. "Has Kyle been fucking you?" I demanded to know. "No, never. I told you everything that happened between us, just some mutual jerking off. He never fucked me or even talked about it." "Then maybe that's who you'd rather have make love to you, not some 'old man'," "No, no, Shaun, you're the one I love, The only one. Please forgive me" Brian begged as he broke down and started to cry. I pulled on his jeans and walked out of the bedroom, headed to the kitchen to get something to eat for supper. I made myself a sandwich and sat down to eat. Brian came in the kitchen, still sniffling and a quick inhale occasionally as he tried to gain his composure. "Can you please forgive me, Shaun?" he asked between quiet sobs. I took a bite of his sandwich and looked across the room aimlessly avoiding looking at Brian. "It's impolite to talk with my mouth full," and took another bite. I finished my sandwich and went in to watch TV but just lay on couch facing the back of the couch. I didn't know if I was more mad, hurt, jealous or afraid. Afraid that what Brian and I had was coming to an end and Kyle was going to take my place in Brian's life. Brian came in the living room and sat on the edge of the couch. He put his hand on my shoulder. I physically ignored his touch but mentally my head was about to explode. I so wanted to roll over and grab him and hug him tight and never let him go. But I also didn't want to open my mouth because I knew I would lash out at him and that wouldn't help anything. "Can we talk," Brian asked quietly. I didn't respond. I was too afraid of what I might say right now. "Please don't shut me out, Shaun. I need you in my life." So many nasty comebacks ran through my mind. 'In your life, after Kyle?', In your life but not your bed?', 'In your life when their is no one else to make love to?". Wisely I didn't say any of these things out loud. Brian sat on the edge of the couch a little longer then got up and went to go to bed. "Tomorrow we can talk, then. Good night, Shaun." My heart was breaking. I felt so bad, for him more than myself. He could have had Kyle on his mind because of just talking about him. He might have felt so relieved that he and Kyle were still friends. It could have been just an innocent mistake. Or it could have been a sign of things to come. The couch was uncomfortable to sleep on and my mind never gave me any peace that might. I woke up feeling like a wet dishrag. Brian obviously didn't get much sleep as he came to the breakfast table with bags under his bloodshot eyes. I had already eaten when Brian came in and sat down. "Shaun, can we talk now?" Brian asked sheepishly. "What happened, happened," I answered curtly the got up to go and take a shower. Brian put his head in his hands and started to sob again. Maybe I was going to far and being too much of an asshole about this. But every time I felt compelled to open up and talk, the rage roiled up inside of me again and I had to bite my tongue. I took the quickest shower on record and got dressed and ready for work. Coming back through the kitchen, Brian was still sitting at the table. "Get dressed or you'll be late for school," I barked at him. ""I'm not going today. I feel sick." "Suit yourself," as I grabbed the keys to my truck and left. All morning I couldn't stop thinking about Brian. I was slowly calming down and getting to the point that I was missing him and wanted to be with him, no matter what happened last night. If he actually did do anything with Kyle or was at least thinking about doing something, I had to live with it. There was nothing I could do about it. Like a snowball rolling down hill and gaining momentum as it rolled, not stopping for anyone or anything. I had told him I was going to have to learn to share him with Kyle and football. I had thought it meant just sharing time with them, maybe it will be more. Did I want to share him or loose him altogether? I surely didn't want to loose him. I decided to go home for lunch and talk it out. Shutting him out was not the way to keep him in my life. Mid morning Brian got a text from Kyle. 'Hey, what's up? You're not in school today. You sick?' 'Sick to my stomach, sick in the head, just plain fucking sick all over.' 'What's the matter?' 'I fucked up bad with Shaun. He's not even talking to me. We may be done' as Brian started to sob again. 'Can't talk, I just want to be alone.' 'No way, I'm ditching school and will be right over. You can't be alone.' 'K' was his reply. He didn't want to be alone but wasn't sure if Kyle could do or say anything to fix things. Brian went to wash his face and get dressed so he wouldn't look like such a mess when Kyle showed up. In no time at all there was a knock on the door. Brian opened the door and Kyle came rushing in. "What's going on? Did you have a fight, I mean did he hit you or something?" Kyle asked hurriedly concerned about Brian. "Oh God no, nothing like that." And proceeded to tell Kyle what had happened, pausing as he broke out in tears again. When he was done, Kyle stifled a laugh. Brian looked at him with shock. "What the hell is so funny? I've lost the most important person in my life and you laugh?" Brian lashed out. "I'm sorry. It just reminded me of the time I was fucking my girlfriend, the one I just broke up with, and called out the head cheerleader's name. She pushed me away from her and asked if I rather be fucking the cheerleader instead. I told of course I would but the cheer leaser was busy that night. She slapped me on the face and then commenced to give me the best fuck ever." "Good for you," Brian said with an attitude. "But Shaun got upset and hasn't talked to me since." "It was only last night. I'm sure he'll calm down and then the two of you can talk it out. He's a good guy and won't let this ruin your relationship. Just one question, why my name? Were you fantasizing it was me fucking you?" Kyle asked nervously. "I don't know why. It was feeling so good and I was glad I could please Shaun like I had pleased you in the showers. You just popped into my head at the wrong moment." "You didn't tell Shaun about us, did you." "Of course, you know I did. I can't keep secrets from the people I care about, him or you." "I guess I can see where he might get the idea we were doing more than jerking each other. Will it help if I talk to him?" "It can't make matters any worse, that's for sure. You're a good friend, Kyle." They had been sitting on opposite ends of the couch until now. Kyle leaned over and gave Brian a hug. "Shit, now you've turned me into a freaking hugger," Kyle noted. Just at that moment I walked in the front door. I stopped dead in my tracks at the sight of the two of them hugging. Brian's face went ghost white and Kyle stammered and stuttered. "Shaun, this isn't what it looks like. Not at all. I just . . . ." "Quiet, Kyle. I know exactly what this is. You're a good friend to be with Brian after the way I treated him. I'm sorry, Brian, I acted like a complete asshole. I've actually thought about another woman once when I was making love to my wife. I just had the good sense not to call out her name. Can you forgive me?" "Can you forgive me?" Brian replied back through his tears. I ran over and took him in my arms and held him tight. "I was upset last night thinking you might be having sex with Kyle but I was even more upset this morning thinking I might loose you. I don't know what I'd do if that happened." "I've been miserable since last night thinking the same thing." Brian agreed. "Kyle, how did you find out?" "I texted Brian when I saw he wasn't in school. I wanted to know if he was okay. He told me that you and he had a fight and he was so distraught he couldn't even talk about it. I ditched school and came right over just before you came home." "I said before I was going to have to learn to share Brian with you and football. I get I'm going to have to get better at sharing, with you at least," I said as I looked at Kyle. A puzzled look and then a little smile came across Kyle's face. I pulled him in for a three way hug with Brian and I. In the back of my mind I had to wonder if this would be the last three way encounter we'd have. Damn it, got to stop thinking that way. I'm taking a big enough chance with Brian without involving the Clerk Magistrate's son. Speaking of which, "Kyle, I'm going to call you father and let him know you're here. If you ditched school they may have called home looking for you." "Shit! I never thought of that. What are you going to tell him?" "The truth, kind of. Brian wasn't feeling well and you wanted to make sure he was all right so you left school to make sure he wasn't alone. Sound plausible?" "Sure, sounds great. I know he'll buy that. Thanks." "I don't like to stretch the truth so let's not make a habit of this. Especially to someone in your father's position. I don't want to end up sharing a room with Frank." I called Conrad and explained everything to him. I told him I'd stay home with the boys and drop Kyle off by suppertime. We talked openly the rest of the afternoon about the relationship between the three of us. Kyle felt he and Brian were really close friends. He was curious to experiment some more if the mood was right but didn't have feelings for him as a lover. He wasn't sure how far he would go with Brian because he was afraid of getting in between Brian and I. Brian said he was okay with fooling around with Kyle but that the two of them would never be lovers, not like he and I were. I told Brian that I didn't expect him to be tied down to just me at his young age. I loved him but wanted him to have his freedom to explore and experiment with others as well. I told both of them that issues might come up again in the future but as long as we were open and honest with each other we could make it all work. Now I just hoped that what I told them was the truth. Could I really be okay with the changes in our relationship? Time will tell.