DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of sexual activities between men, teenage boys, and between men and teenage boys. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT! If you choose to read it, then - I hope you enjoy it!
Author's Note: Please accept my apologies for the long break between chapters. Unfortunately, we've had a couple of deaths in our family recently, and I've been unable, up until now to write. I'm back now though. So enjoy!
The Abandoned Boy
Chapter 37
Tom and the boys all stared at me with fearful eyes, as I glared back at them. I could see that Tom's eyes were watering up.
"Some babysitter you turned out to be!" I snarled, glaring angrily at him. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
Tom looked miserably at me, as his eyes brimmed with tears. One broke loose and trickled down his face.
"I..." he started to say, but became choked up.
Simon's lips start to tremble a little then too.
Ethan stood up and stepped out from behind Tom, wiping his mouth dry. He took a wary step toward me.
"It's not their fault. I'm the one to blame," he said, looking me directly in the eyes. "I talked Simon into attacking Tom. Tom really didn't want us to do anything. He tried to stop us, but... he couldn't."
"That's why he was yelling so euphorically as he dumped his load down your throat I expect," I said, sarcastically glaring at Ethan. "You don't have to cover up for him!"
His lips trembling, and his eyes filled with tears, Tom shuffled toward me the best he could, given the fact his pants were down around his ankles yet.
Sniffling an avoiding looking into my eyes, he very shakily told me what had happened.
When he finished, he added "It's all my fault, not their's. I sh-should n-never have let it happen!"
He finally looked miserably into my eyes then, as another tear rolled down his cheek. I continued glaring at him, not sure what to say.
"I'm s-so s-sorry if I've h-hurt you!" Tom said, on the verge now of bursting out crying.
Quietly, Simon got up and came over then. He wedged himself between Tom and myself. I looked down at him.
Softly he said "I'm sorry Greg. I know what we did was wrong... for a lot of reasons I guess... but Greg, you have to believe that nobody meant to hurt you! If we did, we're all sorry for it! We all love you very much! We love each other too though! Ethan and I are old enough now to decide if we want to be physical with someone. Both of us know that we only want to be with each other most of the time. But sometimes... we have really strong feelings for someone else that we care about too, and we want to be with them too. We love you and we love Tom too. When he walked in on us, he got so horny over what we were doing with each other, we couldn't not help him out! We'd have done the same thing for you, if it had been you who'd walked in on us! We didn't give Tom a choice Greg! He didn't want us to do what we did. He DID try to stop us, but... we kept going, and finally he just couldn't stop us anymore. You wouldn't have been able to either. So... if you're gonna be mad at anyone, it's me and Ethan you should be mad at. Don't be mad at Tom!"
I stared at Simon for a minute. He was able to continue looking me in the eye - probably because of his confidence in my love for him. His ability to look directly at me caused me to consider what he'd said. I began to understand a little bit how things could've gotten out of hand, but I was still upset with Tom for not stopping it. It wasn't that I was jealous. It was that it broke my self-imposed, actually, what I had thought had been Tom's and my self-imposed rules about not having sex with the boys. I knew Tom was physically attracted to them - especially to Ethan. And God knew I was physically attracted to both of them. But we'd agreed not to touch them, so that we wouldn't take a chance on ruining our relationships with them!
"I know we all love each other," I said, finally, in a somewhat calmer tone. "And, I'm not going to lie to you. I know Tom is attracted to you, and so am I. You're both fantastic looking guys. It's just that it's not right for me or Tom to be with you guys if we're supposed to be father-figures to you. If a father and son have sex, it changes the way things are between them. Children need to know that they can go to their parents with all of their problems, and that the parents will love them unconditionally. If you add a sexual relationship between parent and child, that adds a lot of extra baggage to the relationship that shouldn't be there. It takes away the purity of the love between the parent and child too. It changes things in a way that I don't want to see our relationships changed. And Simon, I believe Tom could've stopped you if he really wanted to!"
Simon looked down at the floor then, a mask of disappointment mixed with guilt on his face. I looked at Tom. He was looking at me with a devastated look. As I looked at him, he began weeping openly.
When Ethan saw Tom begin to cry, he looked stricken. He was clearly upset that I was still blaming Tom. He stepped back up to me then, and looked into my eyes again. Then, in an angry tone he said, "That's not true! He couldn't stop us! You couldn't have either!"
I looked at him a little incredulously. Simon looked pau at him a little suprised by his outburst too. Then, I saw Ethan nod imperceptably in my direction. Simon's eyes suddenly got larger, and he looked very nervous. He gulped but nodded almost imperceptibly. Suddenly, the two of them moved closer to me, reached down and began groping me, and squeezing my ass.
"What the fuck?" I exlaimed, incredulously, as Simon's hand slid down into my pants and gently pulled my dick up, then wrapped around it. At the same time, Ethan's hand slid down the back of my pants, and his hand caressed my ass.
Ethan looked at me. The anger had left his eyes. His look had softened into a wanton, loving look. he leaned into my ear and softly whispered, "We love you as much as we love Tom, and we want to show you how it was for him! We'll prove to you that it wasn't his fault."
I was shocked, and started to protest as together, Ethan and Simon unbuckled my belt, opened my pants, and pulled them and my boxers down.
"STOP!" I cried, as Simon knelt and slid his mouth over my semi-erect dick.
As I tried to push Simon off, Ethan stepped behind me and squatted down.
"Damn what a great ass!" I heard him say.
Then, I felt my ass cheeks being splayed, and Ethan's tongue raking over my anus.
"OOHHHHHH!!!!!" I cried, as they both went to work on me.
Still sniffling, Tom looked at me and said, "This is what they did to me!"
I tried to stop the boys, but I couldn't. They both held on tightly to me, and continued sucking and rimming me. Within a half minute, there was no way I wanted them to stop anymore either. What they were doing to me felt too good for me try and stop them anymore.
"Let them go," Tom said, stepping over to me, and looking sadly at me. "Enjoy what they're doing. I think they're trying to make things even between us."
I looked at Tom with anguish over being so weak that I couldn't stop them. He just smiled wryly at me.
By then, I couldn't stop them if I'd wanted to, so, I gave up and let them ravage me. All I could do was give Tom a weak half-smile, and reach out and caress his cheek, wiping away some of his tears.
"OK... I get it!" I said. "You're forgiven."
Tom smiled more brightly then, and I felt Simon squeeze my balls gently, and Ethan rub his hands up and down my thighs a moment. I took that to be their approval.
Tom stepped over next to me then. He pulled up my shirt and leaned down and began sucking on my nipple. I couldn't believe how great I felt!
About a minute later, With Simon sucking my dick, Ethan drilling his tongue through my sphincter, fucking it in and out of me, and Tom nibbling my nipple, I felt my orgasm building.
A half minute later, with a cry, I blew a load of hot cum down my foster-son's throat.
Simon quickly swallowed it, making room for me to deposit more in his mouth. Ethan and Tom kept on working on me.
I spasmed several more times, flooding Simon's mouth each time, before my orgasm finally came to an end.
When I'd finished cumming, Tom and the boys backed off me. The boys were both smiling up at me, and Tom was looking hopefully at me. Ethan got up and stepped around in front of me.
"I noticed you were able to stop us as well as Tom was!" Ethan said, smirking at me, but looking a little belligerently at me yet.
Panting, I turned pink in the face. Simon stood up and hugged me, and kissed me on the cheek.
"We all love you Greg!" he said. "Just like we all love Tom too! Nothing bad happened here tonight. Me and Ethan just showed the two of you how we feel about you! We both love both of you! And you and Tom love each other too. Nobody cheated on anyone! If you and Tom really don't want to be physical with us, Ethan and I won't do anything like it again! I love you both and I'm sorry if anything I did hurt either of you. I don't want anything to ruin things for us, and if you think this will, then we won't do it again. I know Ethan feels the same way. Now, I know it's earlier than usual, but Please, can we all just get completely naked and go snuggle? We need to all make up with each other."
"I'm sorry too," Ethan said, looking down at the floor for a change. "What Si said is how I feel too."
I looked at Tom. His face was a mixture of emotions.
"I'm really sorry Greg!" he said, still snuffling a little from his earlier bout of crying. "Did you really mean it when you said you forgive me?"
I stood looking at them all for a moment, my thoughts a complete jumble.
"Please?" Simon asked, looking up at me in an almost helpless way.
A little sheepishly, I finally gave in and said, "OK, I can see what happened, and how Tom couldn't stop you. I'm sorry for being so hard on you Tom. I get it! And yes, I forgive you!"
Tom smiled a little then, and looked extremely relieved.
"I can understand your point of view too I guess," I said, looking at the boys. "But guys... I'm serious! Tom and I are supposed to be like fathers to you. We love you very much, and yeah - we do think you're both gorgeous guys! But! We love you too much to ruin what we have with you! Fathers don't do this with their kids! We want to be your fathers! For that to work, we need things to be like they were before. You can't attack us like this anymore! If you do, things will change, and they won't be as good as they've been!" I said.
"Um... I agree with Greg!" Tom added, looking a little warily at me yet.
I smiled at him and held out my hand to him. He took it in his, and let me squeeze his hand. He smiled thankfully then, and I saw his eyes tearing up again.
"We promise!" Simon said, smiling.
"Okay," Ethan said, sounding slightly dejected. I reached over and mussed his hair a little, causing a somewhat bashful smile to appear on his face as he looked at us.
"Let's go snuggle then," I said, smiling at them.
Tom and I finished stripping, and the four of us all headed to our bedroom.
At first, as we snuggled together, it seemed a little awkward and strained yet. It was a little different than usual, because Tom and I took turns lying with each of the boys, talking quietly with them, reiterating our paternal love for them. They each apologized again for taking things too far. Then, Tom and I spoke to each other too. He couldn't stop apologizing for letting the boys take advantage of him. I told him that after they'd taken advantage of me, I understood how it could happen. We shared a tender kiss then. After that, I suggested we let the subject drop finally, and things felt more like usual again.
We romped around wrestling with each other, and tickling each other a little bit then. Finally, we all laid down together, snuggled up to one another under the covers, to rest.
Suddenly Simon said, "Oh my God! What happened when Rob met his birth mother?"
I told them all about Sandy, and our dinner then. They were all very happy that things had worked out so well for Rob.
After a while, as we'd spent quite a while in bed together, I noticed it was getting late. We were all yawning too by then.
"Time for bed guys!" I said.
They both grumbled a little, but got up, said good-night, and wandered off toward Simon's room, with Buddy, who'd been curled up in the corner of my room sleeping, following them.
Tom and I got up and quickly tucked the sheets and blankets back in the bed, then we hopped back in together.
I noticed that Tom was looking a little uncertainly at me.
"c'm'ere," I said, reaching for him.
He smiled then and scootched over to me. I wrapped my arm around the back of his neck, so it was resting over his shoulders, and our hips were touching.
"I'm really sorry for what happened," he said, quietly.
"I know," I said. "And don't worry. I get it. Half a minute of them working me over, and there was no way I was gonna stop them. So I get how you got "sucked" in, if you'll pardon the pun!"
We both chuckled a little.
"Thanks Greg! I love Simon and Ethan very much. But I do love them as a father loves a son. You're the only MAN I love or want. You have to believe that!" he said.
"I do believe you Tom. And I feel the exact same way about you, and about our boys, as you do about me and them!" I said.
Tom smiled broadly then. I could see his eyes were glistening. I could tell by how mine felt, that they must've been too. Tom rolled onto his side then, pressing himself up against my side. His penis was semi-erect, as it and his scrotum pressed up against my thigh. I pulled my arm up around him, as he nuzzled his shoulder into the crook of my armpit, resting his head on my shoulder.
"I love you Greg!" he said, softly.
"I love you too Tom," I replied.
We were both quiet then. After a couple minutes, I could tell by his slow, rhythmic breathing, and the fact his penis had gone flacid, that Tom had fallen asleep. Smiling to myself, I reached over and turned out the light, then tucked the covers in a little better around us. A few minutes later, I too fell asleep.
Down the hallway in Simon's room, Simon and Ethan were lying snuggled together in bed.
"Eeeth?" Simon asked.
"Yeah?" Ethan asked in return.
"We can't let what happened tonight, happen again, OK?" Simon asked.
Ethan was silent a minute.
Simon said, "Because I love Greg, and I need him. I can't let anything ruin what I've got."
Ethan thought a moment and said, "I understand Si. And nothing'll ever ruin what you have with Greg. Don't worry about that!"
"But, I do have to worry about that!" Simon said. "It's different for me, than it is for you. You have your mother. I only have Greg. He's only my legal guardian. If he gets mad at me, he could give me up!"
"Yeah!" Ethan snorted, chuckling a little. "Like he'd ever give you away! C'mon Si! Tell me you don't really worry about that happening!"
"Well..." Simon began.
"Simon!" Ethan said, partially sitting up and leaning on his elbow to peer more closely at Simon in the darkness, as he hedged. "You have to believe that Greg loves you and always will, and that he'd NEVER give you away! You do believe that, don't you?"
"Yeah, I guess," Simon said, finally.
"You don't sound very convinced!" Ethan said.
"I am," Simon said. "I know he'd keep me. But... I just want things to be good between us, like they are now. If we try to have sex with them again, it might change things! I need things to be good with Greg! So... we can't do anything like that again, OK?"
"OK, I get it," Ethan said.
"Good! Then snuggle back over here!" Simon said. He reached for Ethan's penis then, and gave it a tug.
"Oh! I see. You just want it to be me and you alone all the time!" Ethan said grinning.
In the darkness, Simon could see Ethan's teeth showing, and knew he was grinning.
"OF course!" he said, coyly. Then he dove beneath the covers and went down on Ethan.
"OH!" Ethan gasped as Simon's mouth slid down over the length of his semi-rigid dick.
Simon smiled to himself as he began sucking up and down Ethan's dick, which nearly instantly became fully rigid in his mouth.
Ethan grinned and laid back. He reached under the blankets and wrapped his hands gently around Simon's head, which was bobbing up and down, and ran his hands through Simon's luxurious hair.
Simon loved the feeling of Ethan's fingertips lovingly rubbing his scalp, as he pleasured him. He cupped Ethan's scrotum in his left hand and gently fondled his testicles, as he wrapped his right hand around the base of Ethan's cock and began pumping up and down it, as his mouth slid up and down the upper half. Breathing in through his nose, he smelled the delicate musky scent of Ethan's crotch. It made his own dick flex with excitement. He began sucking up and down a little faster on Ethan's dick then, much to Ethan's great pleasure.
A minute later Ethan began moaning every so often, and moving his hips up and down slightly off the bed, as he felt his orgasm building. Simon sped up a little in response. A moment later, Ethan's heavier breathing, and the fact that his testicles seemed larger, and had drawn up closer to his body, signalled his imminent orgasm.
"OHHHH!" Ethan gasped a moment later, as he forcefully blew a a load of cum into Simon's mouth.
Ethan's ejaculate hit Simon in the back of his throat, coating his tonsils. Quickly he swallowed, making room for more. He loved the slightly salty flavor of Ethan's cum!
As Simon continued sliding his mouth up and down Ethan's rod, Ethan spasmed and shot more cum down his throat, ejaculating a total of seven times, before his orgasm finally ended. Simon continued sucking on Ethan's penis even afterward, until Ethan's body shuddered one more time, oozing a last bit of cum out his urethra, which Simon happily licked up.
"OK, I'm done!" Ethan said, chuckling and pushing Simon off him. "How about you let me do you now!"
Simon crawled out from under the covers then, smiling, and laid down next to Ethan. The two rested together for a minute, then Ethan smiled and ducked under the covers. A few minutes later, due to his expert tonguework, he had Simon thrashing about and moaning passionately, as he emptied his balls into Ethan's waiting mouth.
When Simon's orgasm ended, Ethan continued sucking on him, as Simon had done for him, until Simon too had oozed the last of his cum. Once he'd licked Simon clean and dry, Ethan crawled back out from under the covers, and snuggled up to Simon. Soon the two had fallen asleep in each other's arms.
The next morning, things seemed to be back to normal. As they walked into the kitchen for breakfast, we could tell by the smiles on the boys' faces, and their flushed pigment, that they'd had a good time with each other in the shower. Tom and I had been intimate as well. Tom had gotten up and closed the bedroom door, then asked me to fuck him, which I had been pleased to oblige him with.
As we sat down to eat, we all looked at each other smiling a bit stupidly. Nobody said much.
As we ate, I noticed that Simon appeared to be thinking something over.
"Problem?" I asked, looking at him.
He was lost in thought, and didn't realize I'd spoken to him.
"Simon!" I said.
"Huh?" he asked, shaking his head and blinking, then looking at me.
I chuckled and said, "Do you have a problem you need to talk about?"
Simon tinged a little pink in the face and said, "no..."
"But?" I asked, at his obvious indecision about asking about whatever was bothering him.
"Well... When a guy's older, like you guys... do you cum more than guys our age?" he asked.
"Huh?" I asked, completely floored by the question. It wasn't at all what I expected.
We were all looking at Simon, who was turning red in the face.
"Well, it's just that last night, when you came... you came a LOT!" he said, looking at me, and turning even redder in the face.
Tom and I both burst out laughing. Ethan wasn't laughing though.
"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked, looking a little upset.
Simon looked at him and realized he'd stepped on Ethan's toes a little.
"Nothing! Don't go getting jealous. You cum a lot too. It's just Greg put out a real flood!" Simon said.
Tom was still laughing, although it was my turn to blush.
"Simon. Most guys ejaculate about the same amount of semen, but it depends on a lot of things too. Health, diet, when you last had an orgasm. It had been a while since my last orgasm, I'm in good health and eat well, so I came a bit more than some guys might. Of course later, when Tom and I were together, I probably didn't cum as much. You and Ethan do it so much, you never give the poor boy enough time to replenish so he can give you a larger load when he cums!" I said.
Ethan smiled then, and Tom chuckled again, as Simon digested what I said.
"I don't know what you're laughing about Tom!" Ethan said. "Greg you really need to service your man a little more often! He almost drowned me last night!"
He and Simon started to laugh then, as Tom quieted down and we both looked at each other, smiling foolishly, and turning red in the face.
"Well..." I said. "That had been our plan, but we were both hijacked before we could take care of each other!"
Ethan and Simon both stopped laughing then, and looked guilty.
"It's OK. We're through with that subject," I said. "I was just pointing ou that we hadn't gotten to it yet. That's all!"
"So... were you saving it up so you could give each other a big load?" Simon asked.
Tom, Ethan and I all laughed then.
"NO!" I said. "Jeeze. Tom. We gotta do it at least twice a day from now on I guess!"
"Suits me fine!" Tom said, grinning.
"Only two times?" Simon asked. He and Ethan were both looking soberly at us.
"Do you really slow down that much when you got old?" Ethan asked.
"OLD???" Tom and I both exploded at once.
Ethan and Simon both burst out laughing then.
"Gotcha!" Ethan cried, jubilantly.
"Although..." Simon said, turning sober. "Two times a day doesn't seem like that much really!"
Tom and I both laughed.
"Well, we're older than you guys, and past our sexual primes - which you're both going through now! So... our appetites aren't quite as ravenous as yours'!" I said.
"Yeah, and besides, we're a lot busier than you guys are!" Tom added.
"So enjoy it while you can!" I said. "Cause when you get older you'll slow down too! For one reason or another!"
Ethan and Simon looked at each other. Suddenly they both said "NAhhh!"
Tom and I burst out laughing then, and the two of them joined in.
The rest of our breakfast was filled with good-natured, suggestive banter then.
The rest of the week went by quickly, and soon it was Saturday. The day, Rob, his parents, and I were traveling to Rob's birth mother's home to meet the rest of Rob's birth family...
The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.