Date: Tue, 29 Apr 2008 02:31:58 GMT From: "user459@netzero.net" Subject: Rest Stop 3 This was definitely going to be a long week. Here it was, Tuesday, and I had to make it all the way to Friday. I had several more email exchanges with Jamie and made sure he had my cell phone number. He had cleared the way with his Mom and with his coach, so that he could be free after the soccer camp practices and classes. His Mom got him a cell phone so she could contact him wherever he was. My wife was fine with me going to the soccer camp, but I still felt a bit guilty and embarrassed when we talked about it. I mean, what if she knew I was going there specifically to be with a twelve year old boy? She'd have my nuts tacked up over the garage door! I tried to maintain as normal composure as possible. At soccer practice this afternoon, everything went along better than I expected. I did find myself eyeballing some of the boys, especially the one I helped with his sore muscle at last practice. He seemed to be checking me out, too, or maybe it was my imagination. His name was Kyle and he was a good sized kid. He wasn't fat at all, but solid. I knew that from having my hands around his thigh when he hurt himself. Today I asked him how he was doing and he said it felt all right, but a little sore. He put his foot up on the bench and pulled his shorts up to expose his thigh for me. "Where is it sore?" I asked. "Right up top here." And he pointed to the place where I had massaged him before. "Want me to massage it for you again?" "That would be great." He said and he sat like he had before, with his right leg up on the bench and his left foot on the ground. I sat straddling the bench and leaned forward to grasp his right thigh with both hands. This time I didn't have to work my way up to it, I just started at the top. I sort of brushed the leg of his shorts aside and started working on the muscles. I was pretty bold about letting the back of my hand rub against the bulge in his crotch and he didn't seem to care. We were positioned so no one could see what was going on between his legs. He was really enjoying the attention and the manipulation, as evidenced by the obvious tent in his shorts. I'm sure he wasn't wearing a jock today because I could see the edge of his white briefs under the leg of his shorts. I wanted to reach right in there and fish his little worm out, but snapped back to reality long enough to prevent myself from doing so. I slowed up on my massage and slowly withdrew my hands. As I did, I ran my fingers up the leg of his shorts, ostensibly to straighten them out, and deliberately traced the outline of his dick with my fingertips as I withdrew them. He gasped, shuddered, and smiled at me. "Is that better?" I asked. "Much." He breathed. "I think you had better rearrange yourself a little. It seems you got a little excited down there." I nodded toward the bulge in his shorts. "It's perfectly natural." "Thanks, Coach Mike. Sorry I got carried away." He said with a little blush and his eyes averted. I never noticed before how cute he was and how long his eyelashes were. "No problem, Kyle, I'm here to help." Now who was going to help me hide the boner in my pants? I sat for a while longer after Kyle left and let things return to normal. We had one more practice on Thursday and then we were to meet on Friday and carpool to the soccer camp. Even though it was just in the next town, it had been arranged to use the facilities of a local college that was out for the summer. We were to have the run of the athletic building and the soccer fields, and the kids were to be housed in empty dorm rooms. Coach Rooney and several parents were staying on campus with the kids. Over the next few days all the arrangements fell into place and Jamie emailed a few times. He sounded excited and anxious. I was probably more anxious than excited, worried that something might go wrong. I also found myself thinking more and more about my own experiences when I was Jamie's and Kyle's age. I felt pressured and forced, even physically threatened, into having sex with Joel. I was going to make sure that Jamie didn't feel that way. After all, he was actually the one that initiated our contact. On Friday, our team met at the school parking lot and we divided the kids up amongst the drivers' cars. Kyle called shotgun in my car, and three other players piled into the back seat. Their gear all went into one van. We convoyed out of town and down the highway to Waterville. About thirty minutes later we went past the motel I was going to be staying in and then turned into the campus of Howe College. There were buses and cars filling the parking lot near the athletic center and boys and parents milling around with duffel bags and equipment, trying to get settled. Each team had to report to the check in table for room assignments and schedules. I waited as Coach Rooney took care of all the administrative responsibilities. I saw him at the registration table in an animated discussion with them. His face was getting red and his hand shot up into the air and he motioned me over. "They screwed us out of a room, Mike. We registered thirteen kids, but we only have six rooms." he said. "You have a double room at the motel, don't you?" "Yeah, I have a room with two king sized beds." "Can you take one of the kids with you?" "Sure, as long as there aren't any objections by the parents." I offered. "Great! How about taking Kyle with you then? He'll probably be more comfortable with you than with these little kids anyway." "That works for me." I said, wondering how this is going work out with Jamie. I really couldn't say no to Coach Rooney. "Fine, after dinner, he goes with you. Just have him back here for 8:30 tomorrow morning." The activity slowed down as all the coaches and kids got settled before dinner. I kept craning my neck to see if I could spot Jamie, but I knew they had a ways to travel and would probably be the last team in. I found Kyle and told him about the housing situation and he seemed very happy with it. He said he was sure his mom wouldn't mind. I had him call just to be sure and he got the OK from her. Dinner was scheduled for 7:00 at the main dining hall, and it was now going on 6:30. It looked like everyone was checked in, but I just couldn't be sure with all the activity. I was about to check in at the registration table when my cell phone rang. "Hello?" "Hi, Mike, it's Jamie." "Where are you? I've been waiting for you to call." "Right behind you!" he laughed. I spun around and saw this beautiful kid with a huge grin on his face. He ran to me and through his arms around me like a long lost brother. "Boy, it's good to see you!" he said into my ear. Then he leaned back, looked me in the eyes and kissed my cheek! I was surprised and hoped any one watching would assume we were family. "I'm so glad to see you, too!" I said and hugged him tighter to me. I swear he seemed to have grown in the month or so since we've been together. He looked great, even better than before. He had his duffel bag at his feet. "Where is your car? I have to put my stuff in it before it gets lost." "Come on, it's this way." We walked to the parking lot and I opened the trunk to put his duffel bag in. After I closed the trunk, I looked around and saw no one looking our way, so I pulled Jamie to my chest until I could feel his body pressing all along mine. I swear I could feel a hard nub pressing into my thigh. This time, when he looked up at me, I lowered my lips to his and kissed him long and deep. At first, he seemed a bit taken back, but something clicked and he started kissing me back. To tell the truth, it was not something I was accustomed to, either, it just seemed right at the time. "I have something to tell you." I said as I finally relaxed my hold on him. "We're going to have some company this weekend." "What do you mean?! I thought we were going to be alone! I thought that's what this whole thing was about!" he exclaimed. "Calm down, Jamie! It's not like I planned it this way, I was put in a corner and had to take one of the kids from our team. They screwed up the housing for the team." I explained. "Well, who is it? Can we still, you know... .do things together?" "I certainly hope so! It's this kid Kyle. He's about the same age as you and I think he's kind of been coming on to me, or at least responding to me." "Is it Kyle Swensen?" he asked. "Yeah, how did you know?" "Well, he's the only Kyle I've run into from this part of the state, and I've played against him before. He's really cute, you know." "I know. Do you think he'll be up for what we want to do?" I wondered out loud. "If the stories I've heard are true, we might have a lot of fun! We'll just have to find a way to break the ice." Jamie said. "Let's head for the dining hall and I want to meet your coach so everything's clear to him, OK?" We caught up with Jamie's team on the way and met up with my team in line at the dining hall. I introduced Kyle and Jamie and explained the room arrangements. I swear that Kyle had a disappointed look sweep over his face, but tried to hide it. Frankly, I don't think anyone will be disappointed tonight.