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The Abandoned Boy
Chapter 15
Ethan's hand stopped below my navel, resting on my lower abodomen, nestled in my treasure trail, as he looked up at me. I didn't say anything, waiting to see what he was going to do. I didn't have long to wait. Within seconds, his hand began moving again, heading further 'south'. A second later, his open hand bumped into the head of my erect penis, as it lay pointing up at my navel. He pushed down a little further, forcing my dick to stand up, pointing straight out from my body. He stopped again, and studied my face. Still I said nothing.
Moments later, my body shuddered slightly, and I let out a soft gasp as Ethan wrapped his fist around my shaft, and squeezed it gently. He laid there looking at me then, not moving. Finally, I found my voice.
"Ethan, I love you and think you're the greatest, and I think you have a great body, but, I think we'd better stop," I said.
Immediately, Ethan let go of my penis, and pulled his hand back up away from it, and turned away from me.
"I'm so sorry Greg," he said, sounding upset.
"It's OK," I said. "If you were a little older, and our situation was different, I'd be happy to have you do that. It's just that with things the way they are, there're too many reasons why we shouldn't go there. In particular, I wouldn't ever do anything that would hurt Simon. You're his boyfriend. It wouldn't be right for his boyfriend, and the man he's beginning to think of as a father to be fooling around. OK?"
"Uh huh," Ethan said, still sounding embarrassed. "C-can we not tell Simon about this?"
"There's no reason we have to tell anyone about this. Nothing happened." I said.
"I just wouldn't want him to be hurt. And I swear, Simon's the only one I want. I'd never do this to anyone else. It's just... well, it was you, I-I feel different things about you. You're the only person besides Simon I'd... I just... I wanted to know you better..." Ethan said, trailing off.
I smiled and said, "I understand. But like I said, nothing really happened that would hurt him. You were just a little curious, and I let you get to know me a little better. We both stopped before it went too far. That's all. I know you don't want to hurt Simon. Neither do I. He doesn't need to know about this. Ethan, I care about both you and Simon too much to ever let things go far enough that either of you would get hurt. Now relax, and let's get some sleep."
"I can see why Simon loves you so much!" Ethan said.
I grinned and said, "Well, I love him very much, and I love you too Ethan. I know Simon loves you too, and I can see why as well. So turn back over and come here, and let's get some sleep now. And it doesn't matter if you have a hardon and it presses into me!"
Ethan turned back to me and snuggled into me again. I gave him a kiss on his forehead. In the moonlight, I could see he was smiling. We were quiet after that. A few minutes later, he began snoring softly. I felt his penis deflate then, and knew he was asleep. I apparently drifted off soon after that.
When I woke up in the morning, I discovered that we had all shifted position a little during the night. I found us all spooned together on our left sides.
Ethan was in front of me, facing away from me. I was pressed up against his back, and had my right arm wrapped around him. I had a hardon, which was nestled comfortably in the crevice of Ethan's ass crack.
Simon was laying up against my back. He too had a hardon, which was nestled in the crevice of my ass crack.
Gently, I pushed backward, so that Simon rolled onto his back. He stirred, but never fully woke up. He kept on rolling, turning onto his right side. A moment later, he was breathing rhythmically again, having fallen back to sleep.
Gently, I pushed back the covers, then climbed over Simon, and out of bed. I pulled the covers back up over both boys, then headed for the bathroom. I peed and took a healthy shit, brushed my teeth, shaved, then jumped into the shower.
As I soaped up my body, my dick hardened once again, so I wrapped my soapy hand around it and began stroking it. Within seconds it was completely hard again, and I was sliding my slick hand up and down it. As thoughts danced through my mind of how only moments ago I'd been laying in bed, naked, sandwiched between two gorgeous boys, each of whom had a hardon, my orgasm quickly began to build up. In less than a minute, with my fist flying up and down my cock, my body tensed up, I groaned, and a string of cum shot out of my dick, hitting the shower curtain. I kept on stroking my cock, grunting and moaning, as I spasmed, over and over, squirting a good amount of cum all over the shower curtain. Eventually, my orgasm ended, and I let the shower wash the soap and cum residue off my body. Afterward, I washed down the shower curtain as well.
After I'd dried off, I headed to the bedroom to get some clothes. I found Simon and Ethan sleeping snuggled up to each other. Ethan was spooning Simon from behind. Chuckling, I got my clothes out and dressed, while the boys slept on. When I'd finished, I leaned over and gently shook them awake.
"Time to get up guys!" I said.
"Too Early!" Simon groaned, stretching and rolling onto his belly.
Ethan rolled onto his back and yawning, he began rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. I noticed the covers were seriously tenting in the area of his crotch.
"Well, you got a few minutes before you need to get going, so relax, but don't fall back to sleep. I'm going to make breakfast," I said.
Ethan opened his eyes a little and looked up at me.
"Everything OK?" I asked, smiling.
"Yeah," he said, smiling back at me.
I winked at him, then headed for the kitchen.
First I made a pot of coffee. Then I got everything lined up for breakfast. I logged onto CNN then and read the news. The boys still hadn't emerged from my bedroom, by the time I was finished, so I went to make sure they hadn't fallen asleep. I was surprised to find the bedroom door closed. Then, from within, I heard some soft murmuring.
As I was about to knock on the door, I suddenly heard Ethan exclaim "I'm gonna shoot Si!"
My hand stopped in mid-air, before it connected with the door. As I was tiptoeing away, I heard Ethan groan. Simon cried out softly at the same time. I quickly backed down the hallway to living room, and sat back down at the computer. A couple minutes later, my bedroom door opened. As I looked up, both boys emerged from my room, still naked, and turned toward the bathroom. I grinned as I watched their two cute butts disappear, one behind the other, into the bathroom.
The toilet flushed twice, and the sink ran a while. Then the shower ran, but just for a short time. Then I heard the hairdryer. Finally, the boys appeared, still naked, in the hallway. They both scooted down to Simon's room. A few minutes later, they presented themselves, fully dressed, for breakfast.
"Had some fun eh?" I asked, snickering, as they both turned pink.
"Um, we'll change the sheets after," Simon said, sounding a little embarrassed.
"No need, unless they're a real mess," I said.
"Uh, yeah! We'll change them!" Ethan said, turning red in the face, as he poured some cereal into his bowl.
I snickered and didn't say anything else.
After we ate, while I picked up, they went down the hall and stripped and remade my bed, depositing the cum-stained sheets in the washer.
I thanked them afterward, and we all left for school then.
That evening after supper, I chuckled when Simon sat down on the couch and buried his nose in a driver's manual. He looked up at me and grinned, then went back to his reading.
Over the next couple days, he read and re-read the book, then finally asked me to quiz him. He got all my questions right.
The next day after school, I took Simon to DMV and he took his written permit test. He aced it, getting every answer correct! He just grinned and smiled all the rest of the afternoon and evening, continually taking his permit out of his wallet and gazing at it.
When we left DMV, I drove back to the school. There, I gave Simon his first driving lesson in the nearly empty parking lot. He loved it!
From then on, each afternoon, I took Simon driving, teaching him all about safe driving, parking techiniques, and everything in general about driving. He seemed to be a natural and did very well. Still, I told him he'd have to wait a few months and do a lot more practicing before I let him take his road test. I also wanted him to take the formal Driver's Ed class at school first as well. Simon grumbled about having to wait, but was happy when I let him do pretty much all the driving from then on.
Thanksgiving soon was upon us. Simon and I were pleasantly surprised when Ethan's mom, Carol, called and invited us to spend Thanksgiving with her and Ethan at their house. She also asked for Tom's phone number, saying she'd like to invite him as well. I gave her the number, then asked what I could bring. Carol tried to refuse, but I kept at her. Finally, she asked if I'd bring a pie. I told her I'd bring a couple. She thanked me, and said that would be nice.
Thanksgiving morning, Simon and I watched the parades on TV, while I baked some pies to take to the Rodmans' for dinner. Ethan hadn't slept over, opting to stay home and help his mom set up for dinner. I baked apple, pumpkin, and pecan pies.
At the appointed time, we took the pies and drove to the Rodmans'. Tom pulled in the driveway just behind us. As we walked to the door, I noticed he had a bag with a few bottles of wine in it.
Ethan opened the door and let us in. He took our jackets and hung them up, then ushered us out to the kitchen, where we found Mrs. Rodman cutting up some potatoes to make mashed potatoes with. She 'ooohhed' and 'aaahhed' over the pies and wine, and thanked us for bringing them. We asked her if we couldn't help out, but she refused, and sent us to the living room with Ethan, to watch one of the football games. Shortly she joined us, saying that everything was under control, and dinner would be in about 3/4 of an hour. She offered us drinks, which we accepted, and we sat visiting and watching the game for a while. Carol disappeared every so often to monitor the meal.
When the turkey was done, Carol asked if one of us would carve the turkey, while she put all the various other dishes of food out. I demured to Tom, who, chuckling, dragged Ethan and Simon out to the kitchen, and taught them the fine art of carving a turkey.
The meal was wonderful. Our conversation flowed effortlessly, and contained a lot of banter between the boys, Tom and I, which Carol seemed happy to observe, but not take part in. We were all stuffed by the time we'd finished eating. Carol suggested that we hold off on dessert for an hour or so, and we all agreed. The boys insisted on doing all the cleanup then, and sent Carol, Tom, and I to the livingroom.
The three of us chatted for a while, smiling to one another whenever we heard some giggling or a bout of uproarious laughter emanating from the kitchen.
"I can't thank you guys enough for the interest you've taken in my son's life," Carol said, at one point, just after we heard a burst of good natured bickering coming from the kitchen.
"You don't have to thank us. He's a great kid. We like him a lot. I'm just happy he and Simon became friends," I said.
Carol told us then how she and Ethan had no living relatives, except a sick old aunt of her's who was in a nursing home. She also bemoaned the fact that Ethan hadn't had a man in his life for the last nine years, ever since his father died. She said she'd tried her best to be both a Mom and a Dad to him, but felt she was a little lacking in the latter. We both told her she'd done an excellent job. She told us then that since she worked two jobs, Ethan was pretty much left home alone most of the time, which really bothered her.
"Thank you so much for being a part of Ethan's life. He so admires both of you, and looks up to you, and since he's been spending time with you, he seems so much happier," she said.
"Ethan's a wonderful young man," Tom said, smiling. "We're the ones who are lucky that he's a part of our lives."
"I couldn't agree more," I said, smiling.
Carol smiled, and her eyes glistened.
Just then, the boys joined us. They looked around at the three of us, then Ethan asked if we were alright. We grinned at him and told him we were. He smiled at us, but started to turn a little pink int the face, as we all continued looking at him.
"How about you play us a tune on your piano now?" Tom asked, when he realized Ethan was getting uncomfortable under our combined scrutiny.
"Aaaahh! You don't want to hear me," Ethan said, turning a shade or two pinker.
"Sure we do," I said.
"We most certainly do," Tom added.
Ethan looked at us a minute, but when we wouldn't stop grinning at him, he finally smiled, turned a little redder, and got up and went and sat down at the piano. We were treated then to a world-class piano concert, as Ethan played a couple of very difficult and involved concertos for us.
"Wow! You're better than I thought!" Tom said, staring in awe at Ethan when he had finished.
"That was truly awesome Ethan!" I said, smiling at him.
Ethan blushed again.
"How about some pie now?" he said, hoping to change the subject.
Carol jumped up and ran out to the kitchen, and put on a pot of coffee. Soon we were gathered around the dining room table again, stuffing our faces with the pies I'd made, which everyone seemed to enjoy very much. As we were eating, I couldn't help but notice how Carol kept looking admiringly at Tom. He seemed to be oblivious to it though. The boys apparently weren't though, as I saw them smirking and nudging one another.
After we finished eating, the boys offered to pick up again. Carol said she was sorry, but she was going to have to get ready for work. She had a shift to start in an hour and a half. She told us we could stick around with Ethan if we wanted to. Tom and I decided we should leave though. Ethan asked if Simon could stay with him for a while and offered to bring him home later. I told him that'd be fine, and to plan on staying for pizza for supper. We all said good-bye then, and Tom and I took off.
Tom followed me back to our apartment from the Rodmans', and came in with me.
"Think there's time for a little fun while the boys are away?" he asked, looking at me lewdly.
Looking down, I saw his crotch was bulging, and that the bulge was moving slightly, as he must've been flexing his hardon. I felt my dick beginning to expand then too.
Grinning, I said, "I guess there's time!"
Tom took my hand and pulled me toward my bedroom then. I closed the door behind us. Tom began stripping at once.
"Let's get totally naked," he said huskily.
We both quickly stripped completely. Tom finished undressing just before I did. He stood with his hands on his hips, and his rigid cock sticking straight out in front of him, watching me. As soon as I was completely naked, I sat down on the edge of the bed in front of him and smiled up at him. He grinned at me, and turned to face me.
I grabbed Tom's dick in my hand and leaned toward it. I began licking around and around the head of his penis, as he hissed "Oh yeah!"
Slowly I plunged my mouth down over Tom's cock, and pushed forward, until I had the whole thing in my mouth, and the head of his cock was nestled between my tonsils. I licked back and forth, sideways with my tongue on the underside of it, as best I could, given that my mouth was completely filled with his organ.
"Oh Fuck!" Tom groaned, and he tilted his head back.
Then, I began sucking up and down on his cock, and he began moaning lowly. After a few seconds, he put both hands on my head, and began thrusting his hips back and forth a little. I sucked up and down on him a little faster then.
I was surprised, when after a minute or so, he stopped me and pulled his dick out of my mouth. As I looked up at him quizzically, he grinned at me, and reached for the tube of KY that was lying on the dresser.
"May I?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows at me.
I smiled and said "Sure!"
Tom then knelt between my legs, and lifted them by the knees. He pushed my legs upward and apart. I pulled my knees up to my chest then and held onto them, but left them spread apart. A couple seconds later, I felt Tom's tongue licking around and around my anus. Ever so slowly, he drifted inward, toward my pucker.
"Ooohhhh!" I groaned, when Tom finally swiped his tongue over my asshole.
Tom began licking at my hole then, which caused me great pleasure. I was in Heaven as he licked over and over, and around my anus. I was enjoying it so much, my dick began leaking pre-cum.
Suddenly Tom pushed his tongue through my sphincter and began tongue-fucking me. He formed his tongue into the shape of a fat spear, and shoved it in and out of my hole, which drove me nuts.
After a minute or so, he withdrew his tongue and I felt two of his fingers, which had been slathered with KY penetrating me. He lost no time adding a third finger. The next thing I knew, he had pulled his fingers out of me and was standing, smiling down at me.
"Ready for the real thing now?" he asked, smiling hopefully at me.
I grinned and said, "you know it!"
Tom told me to scootch back up on the bed then, and he crawled up behind me. Then, when we were both in position, he leaned over me and pressed the head of his cock up against my asshole. Applying gentle pressure, he pushed forward. I pushed back with my ass muscles, and suddenly, the head of Tom's cock burst through my sphincter. He waited a second, then began pushing forward. Slowly, and gently, he kept on pushing, till he'd eased the entire length of his rod deep within me.
Tom waited a few seconds, then began pulling back out. He slowly began fucking me up the ass then with his big greasy hardon. It felt wonderful to feel so "full"!
"Go a little faster!" I said, grinning and breathing heavily.
Tom grinned and started to pump in and out of me at a good pace then. Within seconds, both of us were in synch with each other, and I could tell it wouldn't be long till I had my orgasm.
Soon, Tom began literally pounding in and out of me, rubbing me just the right way. The look on his face was so intense! I could tell his orgasm wasn't far off either. Tom kept pounding away on me. In another half minute, I felt my orgasm beginning to build.
"OH God Tom! I'm gonna cum soon!" I rasped.
Tom grinned and said, "Me too!"
He fucked his dick in and out of me a few more times, and I knew I was almost ready to blow my load. Suddenly, he shifted position just slightly, and his dick began rubbing my prostate even more than it had been, and I was on the edge. I tried to hold back as long as possible, but all of a sudden, I knew I couldn't anymore. I tensed up a moment, then it was too late. I couldn't hold back any longer, and my cock exploded, firing a huge glob of semen all over between Tom's and my bellies. The majority of it landed on my chest.
When Tom felt my asshole clamp tight around his cock, that was it for him. He too suddenly tensed up, and just as my hole relaxed, he groaned and his dick fired a load of cum up my ass.
Tom kept on fucking me as best he could, as the two of us continued spasming together. Tom shot load after load of his seminal enema deep into my bowels, while I coated both our bellies with my procreative juices.
Eventually, both our orgasms ended, and Tom collapsed on top of me, squishing my cum all over the place, smearing it over both of our bellies. After a couple minutes, Tom's dick, which was still embedded in my asshole, had softened, and I tightened my sphincter and shit it out. Tom giggled at the sensation, then rolled over onto his back.
We laid together, recovering, for a couple minutes, then I suggested we take a quick shower, since we were both so messy. Tom thought that was a good idea, so we adjourned to the bathroom, where we hopped into the shower together. We each soaped the other up, and washed each other. As we'd just had an encounter though, neither of us was ready to go again. We got out, dried off, then went back to my room to get dressed. Since we were alone, I didn't close the bedroom door.
As we were both pulling our briefs on, we heard the front door open. Then we heard Simon's and Ethan's voices in the hallway...
The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.