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The Abandoned Boy
Chapter 13
A few days after I became Simon's legal guardian, he turned 16. Tom, Ethan, and I took him out to dinner to celebrate. We went to a steak and seafood place, which instantly became his favorite restaurant. We all ordered the same meal - surf & turf (prime ribs and lobster tails). It was the first time Simon had eaten lobster. He loved it. He got a little embarrassed when all the waiters and waitresses gathered around him and sang 'Happy Birthday' to him! We all chuckled though. I got Simon an X-Box for his birthday present, and Ethan and Tom bought him some games for it. After we got home from the restaurant, we hooked it up to the TV in his room, and didn't see him or Ethan again for hours.
A couple days after Simon's birthday, Simon and I had an appointment with the doctor to get all the preliminary results of his STD and HIV tests, and to have the second set of tests administered. A second set of tests was necessary because the first set had been administered just days after his last sexual encounter. Normally one needs to wait at least 3 weeks from their last sexual encounter, before being tested. My doctor is the conservative type though, and decided to test him right away, and again after the three week waiting period. He'd also told us that Simon would have to have one more HIV test once 3 months had gone by, as there's a 3 month waiting period before you can trust those test results.
As the day of the appointment drew nearer, Simon became more and more nervous. I wasn't able to calm him down, and neither was Ethan. He was terrified that the test results would be bad. He was especially frightened of the HIV test results. On top of that, he really didn't want to have the doctor stick the swab up his urethra again, after the way his penis had hurt him for several hours after his last test. The last two nights before his appointment, Simon woke up with nightmares and ended up crawling into bed with me.
Finally, the day of the appointment arrived. Simon was a wreck. His appointment was at 4:00. Simon sat around after school, stewing until it was time to go. I'd hoped Ethan would be around to keep Simon's mind off things, but he apparently had other things to do, as he didn't come by.
Thankfully, the time came for us to leave, and the doctor was on time when we got there. First, he gave Simon the good news that his test results indicated he hadn't contracted any sexually transmitted diseases, at least up to the point three weeks prior to the test. As he was still symptom-free, the doctor was confident the follow-up test results would agree.
Further, Simon was HIV negative! Simon was so relieved that he got tears in his eyes when the doctor told him this. The doctor said this was great news, but that Simon still needed to be retested again now for that as well, and then he'd have to have one last test to completely confirm the results in two months.
The doctor got out the kit to do the STD test then. I watched Simon and noticed that he'd begun trembling. The doctor noticed too, and asked why. Simon told him he hated the part where he stuck the swab up his penis. He told the doctor that his urethra had bothered him the whole night the time before. The doctor smiled and told him he'd be as gentle as possible, but that it was necessary. Then he performed all the same tests on Simon as he had the last time. Simon winced quite noticeably and looked miserably at me when the swab was inserted into his urethra again.
As we left, we scheduled an appointment to get the results of this set of tests for a week later, and another for the last HIV test for two months later. Then, we went home.
Simon didn't have to call Ethan when we got home. He was sitting outside our apartment door, waiting for us when we arrived. When we got inside, Simon told Ethan the results, and Ethan was ecstatic. He grabbed Simon and hugged him.
Ruefully, Simon told Ethan then that he'd been retested again and the doctor had stuffed the swab up his penis again, and how it had hurt, and how his dick was bothering him again.
"I know how you're feeling," Ethan said.
"What do you mean?" Simon asked, furrowing his brow.
Ethan told us then that he'd decided that if Simon had to go through the testing, that he should too. He didn't want to tell his mother though, so he couldn't use his own doctor. He'd heard about the free clinic they have at the county health office, so he'd called and found out that he could walk in anytime they had hours and be tested for free, anonymously. Ethan checked and found out that they had hours today, so he decided that if Simon was being tested today, he would be too. While we were at the doctor's office, he had gone and been tested.
"And the doctor stuck the swab up my dick too. Fuck that hurt!" he said, and he cupped and gently squeezed his crotch.
"You got tested too? Why? If it turns out I'm OK, then you should be too," Simon said.
"Because I didn't want you to be going through this alone. And, besides, if you came up clean, I'd want to know for sure that I was too. Then, we'd both be able to do anything we wanted to," Ethan said.
It was Simon's turn to grab and hug Ethan this time.
After the boys broke away from each other, I told them I thought they were both being very responsible and very brave. They both grinned at me. I reminded them though that they both still needed to continue to abstain from having sex until Simon's final HIV test results came back in a couple months. They both said they would.
"If we're both OK then, is it OK if we do whatever we want to afterward?" Simon asked me.
"As long as you're both 'clean' and whatever it is you want to do is safe," I said.
"That's what I mean," Simon said. "As long as it's just me and Ethan, can we do whatever we want? And can we do it without condoms?"
"As long as a person is certain that they, and the other person they're having sex with are both 'clean', it's OK for them to do whatever they want to, and they don't need condoms." I said.
"I know that," Simon said, smiling. "What I mean is, will it be alright WITH YOU if Ethan and I do anything we want?"
I looked at the boys, who both were looking at me hopefully. I smiled and said, "As long as you both promise not to have sex with anyone else, and neither of you tries to make the other do something they don't want to do, and you're kind, understanding, and loving with one another, then I don't have a problem with you doing whatever pleases you. As long as you wait until you're both given clean bills of health."
Both of them grinned at me then. Simon got up and hugged me. Ethan joined him, and the three of us shared a sustained group hug. Afterward, they both thanked me, then went to Simon's room to game a little.
I made macaroni & cheese for our supper, which we enjoyed. Afterward we watched a movie together, since both Simon and Ethan were still experiencing some discomfort with their penises, and neither of them felt that jerking off would be a good idea.
Ethan left after the movie, and we both went to bed early.
A week later, Simon was again on pins and needles about going to the doctor to get his test results. Ethan too was nervous about going to get his. Both boys had appointments for the same day, although Ethan's appointment was right after school, and Simon's was an hour later. I suggested that Simon and I drive Ethan to his appointment, and then he could accompany us to Simon's. Both boys thought this sounded good.
That day after school, I drove the three of us to the county health offices. When we got there, Ethan looked at me, and I could see he was scared to go inside.
"Want me to come with you?" I asked, smiling at him.
He hesitated a minute, but then said, "Would you please?"
I smiled and said "Sure, c'mon. Simon, I'm sorry, but I don't think they'll let you come in with us, would you please wait here in the car?"
Simon said he would.
Ethan and I got out and headed for the building together. As we walked toward the front door, I could see Ethan was really nervous, so I reached over and draped my arm around his shoulders. Ethan drew up close to me as we walked in together.
"It'll be fine," I said.
The nurse looked at us as we walked up to the desk together, and raised her eyebrows.
"Is it OK if my Dad comes in with me?" Ethan asked.
The nurse looked at him. Then she looked at me.
"Except for the height difference, it's easy to see you're father and son," she said. "Yeah honey, I s'pose he can go in with you, although we don't usually have this happen here. Sit over there, and we'll call you in a coupl'a minutes."
Ethan and I sat down in the waiting area.
"Dad huh?" I mumbled.
"Well, you're the closest person to a real Dad that I have," he said quietly.
I smiled and put my arm around his shoulders and hugged him again.
"Do we really look alike?" he said, looking at me.
I looked at Ethan, and studied his face. He was studying mine at the same time. We both ended up grinning stupidly at each other.
"I suppose there's a little resemblance. Mostly the hair. But otherwise... I have an idea she was being sarcastic. I expect she thinks we're lovers!" I said.
"NO!" Ethan said, his eyes expanding.
I chuckled and said, "Well other than our hair, we don't look that much alike!"
Yeah, we do both have great hair. Too bad. It'd be cool to look more like you," Ethan said absently.
I looked at him. Then he realized what he'd said, and blushed a little.
"What? You're a great looking guy," he said finally.
"Number F20439" The nurse called loudly.
Ethan practically leaped out of his chair. Then he referred to a number on a slip of paper he pulled out of his pocket.
"Not yet," he said, sitting back down.
"Stop being so nervous, you're gonna be fine," I said.
"Number F20732" The nurse called out.
"That's us!" Ethan said, gulping and looking at me nervously.
We stood up, and I followed Ethan, as he followed the nurse down the hallway. We were left together in a small examination room. Ethan paced back and forth around the exam table, while I sat in the corner watching him.
"You know, you're a good looking guy yourself. No reason you need to look like anybody else," I said, continuing our previous conversation.
Ethan grinned at me and said, "Yeah, right! I'm a virtual Greek God!"
Before I could answer, a woman doctor came in. Ethan looked surprised. She introduced herself, and asked Ethan if he'd had any problems since he was tested. He told her he hadn't. Then shyly he added, "Except the inside of my penis hurt a lot the night after I had the test. It was because of how the doctor shoved that swab up inside it."
"I'd best look at that then," she said, as Ethan looked at me in shock.
From behind the doctor's back, I smirked at Ethan, as he looked at me miserably, and began to blush.
"Your father can wait outside, if you'd rather he not be here while I examine you," she said.
I almost burst out laughing at that.
"N-no, that's OK," Ethan said.
"OK. Well, drop your pants then, and let me see your penis," she said.
Poor Ethan turned crimson, but loosened his jeans and pulled them down to his knees, then he lowered his boxers as well, exposing his genitals.
The doctor pulled on a pair of latex gloves and reached for Ethan's penis. Boldly, she took it in one hand and leaned over and peered closely at it, while using the other hand to pull the tip of his urethra open wide. I'd never seen Ethan look so embarrassed. Of course, I was standing behind the doctor, and wasn't helping matters at all, as it was all I could do to not start laughing. The doctor kept playing with Ethan's penis, and at one point, I noticed she'd cupped his scrotum and appeared to be examining the underside of Ethan's penis. Even though he was gay, and the doctor was a woman, the poor boy started getting an erection. He looked mortified. I felt sorry for him then. The doctor just kept on feeling and looking at his penis. Finally, I cleared my throat rather pointedly. The doctor straightened up a few seconds later and let go of Ethan's now fully erect penis.
"I can't see a problem, but I think maybe we'd best swab it again to see if possibly there's any sign of infection," she said.
Ethan gave me a horrified look. At least her comment caused him to forget everything else. It scared him, and his hardon quickly began to wither again.
"I don't think that's necessary," I said. "The problem originally occurred due to the swabbing he'd received. It lasted for the evening, and by morning, it was gone. My son's not here to be treated or examined further. He's just here to get his test results."
"Oh!" the doctor said, "I see. Well, if the problem occurs again, you can always come back, or speak with your family doctor. Why don't you get dressed again then."
She looked back at Ethan's penis, and stared at it as he quickly pulled his boxers up over it. Then, as Ethan pulled his jeans up, she opened a file folder up and read what was in it. She asked Ethan for his slip of paper, which she took and compared to the papers in her file. Then she looked at Ethan and told him that he didn't have any STDs, and that he was HIV negative. Ethan stared at her a moment.
"I'm clean then?" he asked.
"Yes," she said, smiling.
Ethan looked at me, and a huge grin spread over his face. I walked over to Ethan and hugged him then, and he hugged me back. I heard a little gasp escape from him, and felt him shuddering a little and realized he was crying. I held him firmly in my arms until I felt him loosening his grip. He stood back then, wiping his eyes, and grinning at me.
"I'm very happy for you son!" I said.
"Thanks Dad!" he said, winking at me, "and thank you doctor."
The doctor smiled and said, "always glad to give someone some good news. You're all set now. But if your penis gives you anymore problems, don't hesitate to come back and see me. I specialize in fixing penises."
It was all either of us could do to say thank you and get out of the examination room before we burst out laughing after her final remark. We both managed to hold it in until we got to the parking lot. Then we stopped outside the door and both burst into hysterics.
"Can you believe her?" Ethan asked, roaring with laughter.
"She sure liked your Johnson Eeth!" I said, wiping tears of laughter from my eyes.
"She played with it so much I got hard!" he said, indignantly. "That's a first - a woman getting me hard!"
"I thought for sure she was gonna go down on you, telling us she had to see if it tasted OK!" I said, practically choking, I was laughing so hard.
We stood there laughing a couple more minutes, then finally pulled ourselves together and headed for the car. We were both still chuckling when we got to it.
"Good news?" Simon asked, smiling, when he saw us laughing.
"Yeah!" Ethan exclaimed, grinning, "I'm Clean! Just don't let your doctor know the swab hurt your penis the last time!"
We both started roaring again, while poor Simon looked back and forth between us, wondering what the hell was so funny. Finally, we calmed down and told him what had happened. Simon got hysterical laughing then too, especially when he heard that she'd gotten Ethan hard! He was horrified though when he heard she was going to swab Ethan again.
"You're always coming to the doctor with me Greg!" Simon said, when Ethan told him how I'd told the doctor he didn't need to be re-swabbed.
I chuckled and told him I'd accompany him to doctor appointments whenever he wanted me to. Ethan looked at his watch then and told us we'd best get going, or we'd be late to Simon's doctor.
As I drove off, Simon congratulated Ethan on "being clean". Ethan grinned at Simon and told him he couldn't wait to say the same thing back to him. Simon started getting nervous again then.
Simon needn't have worried. While Ethan waited in the car for us this time, Simon and I were being given the good news that Simon's tests were all negative again. He told Simon that he expected he would test negative for HIV again in a couple months, but that they always retested after three months. He asked Simon how his penis had felt after the second swabbing. Simon told him it had felt just as bad as the first time, but that he wasn't about to let anyone examine it again! I chuckled when he protectively held his hand over his crotch. The doctor smiled and apologized for hurting him again, but told him he didn't have to see it again, as long as the discomfort had gone away by the next day. We thanked the doctor and left then.
Simon and Ethan had a joyous celebration together in the backseat as I drove us back to the high school, so Ethan could pick up his car. I don't think their lips parted at all until I pulled into the student parking lot.
"Glad you decided to come up for air," I said snickering.
They both grinned at me.
"You coming home for supper?" Simon asked Ethan.
"Wouldn't miss it," Ethan said, "Ride with me?"
"'K," Simon said, happily climbing out of the car.
"No making out while you're driving," I said.
"Do you mind if we stop by my place for a couple minutes?" Ethan asked.
"Fine with me. Be home by 6:00 for supper," I said.
The boys grinned at me, and got into Ethan's car. I waited till he'd started his engine, then I left and headed home.
Tom arrived at our apartment a few minutes after I did. He followed me back into the kitchen, where I'd started working on our supper.
"How'd it go?" he asked.
"Great! Both boys are 'clean'!" I said.
Tom grinned and said "That's the best news!"
"Yeah, they were both really happy too!" I said.
"I'm going to go talk to them a minute," he said.
"Gonna be a long walk. They stopped over at Ethan's for a few minutes," I said.
"OH!" Tom said, sounding disappointed. Then a couple seconds later, his frown turned into a big grin.
He stepped closer to me, and reached down and cupped my crotch in his hand and gently squeezed it. My dick's reaction was instantaneous. It immediately began to stiffen.
"Do we have time for a quickie?" Tom asked.
"I don't know," I said.
"Let's try," Tom said, and he immediately began unbuckling his belt.
Within a few seconds we were both standing fondling each other, naked from the waist down, our jeans and briefs shoved down to our ankles. Tom kissed me. Then he squatted and began sucking on my cock. He sucked on me for a minute or two, while I leaned back against the counter, enjoying his ministrations.
After he'd been sucking on me for a minute or so, I ran my hand through his hair and said "Hey, give me a chance to do you too!"
Tom pulled off my cock, and grinned up at me. Then he stood up, and it was my turn to squat in front of him. His cock was pointing out stiffly, straight in front of him, and the tip of it was moist with pre-cum. I licked the moistness from Tom's piss slit, savoring the salty-sweet flavor. Then I plunged my mouth down over his hot, throbbing member, and began sucking up and down on him. I cupped his balls in one hand and reached behind him with the other and rubbed his ass, as I sucked up and down his shaft. After only a few seconds, Tom began moaning, and gently humping in and out of my mouth. I could tell he wasn't going to last long. He placed both his hands behind my head, and gently began fucking my mouth. Within a minute, he suddenly tensed up, gasped, and I felt a gush of fluid fill the back of my mouth. I swallowed quickly and continued sucking on Tom's hard cock, as he repeatedly gasped and moaned, and tensed up, then relaxed, each time filling my mouth with his delicious nectar. Eventually, his spasms ended, and he dropped his hands from my head. I let go of his balls and sucked up and down his dick for a few seconds longer, until his last few drops of sperm oozed into my mouth. Then I licked him clean and dry and stood up, smiling at him, as he grinned at me.
"God that was nice!" he said.
Then he dropped back down into a squatting position, and immediately began sucking on my hardon again. As his head bobbed up and down on my shaft, I ran my hands through his hair, massaging his scalp as he made love to my penis. Tom reached through my legs and squeezed my ass, then I felt his middle finger snake between my cheeks, and press upward until it made contact with my asshole, which he then began to massage. It didn't take long before I felt my orgasm building and as Tom sucked on my cock and rubbed my hole, I began to tremble. As my orgasm began to build, Tom expertly slowed down slightly, so that I hovered on the brink of my orgasm, without quite going over the edge. This caused all my feelings to intensify. Then suddenly, he began sucking on my cock, harder than ever, and I felt his finger beginning to press against my asshole. As Tom gave a gentle shove, and his finger invaded my rectum, I suddenly exploded, and groaning I filled his mouth with my love juice. My legs felt like they were going to give out, as I stood shaking and spasming, and pumping my cum down my lover's throat. Tom sucked and swallowed and massaged me until I was through cumming, then he slowly continued, as I had done for him, waiting for the remnants of my ejaculate to seep into his mouth. He was rewarded with just that a few seconds later. Then he too, licked me clean and dry.
As Tom stood up, we heard the front door shut. We both quickly reached down and pulled our briefs and jeans up and began dressing.
"OH! uh..... What are you doing?" Simon asked as he and Ethan walked into the kitchen...
The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.