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The Abandoned Boy
Chapter 35
"Wow!" Cody said, after Rob finished telling him about finding his birth mother, and how we were all going to go meet her for the first time, in a little while at Applebee's. "You must be SO happy!"
"I am. But... I'm really nervous too!" Rob admitted.
Cody looked at Rob and could see he was practically quaking in his sneakers. Rob was very nervous about the upcoming meeting with his birth mother. Rob had stopped off after school to see Cody, and tell him about how, with my support, he'd told his adoptive parents how he'd begun looking for his birth parents, and how he'd located his birth mother. The two boys were sitting in the family room at Cody's house. Cody was feeling a lot better, and was recuperating more and more each day. He was able to get dressed and get around the house on his own now, and had just begun coming downstairs to spend the day in the family room each day, where they had a big entertainment center.
"I think maybe I can help relieve a little of your nervousness if you want!" Rob said, grinning and waggling his eyebrows at Cody.
"Isn't your mother here?" Rob asked, surprised.
"Nope! She started back to work part time. Dad's at work. And Nate's at school. We're all alone!" Cody said, smiling.
Glancing at Cody's crotch, Rob saw a prominent bulge, which appeared to be moving up and down slightly every so often. He smiled realizing how horny Cody must be.
Not waiting for Rob to reply, Cody said, "C'm'ere. Stand right here and drop your pants!"
Rob grinned, got up, and walked over to Cody's chair, stopping in front of him.
"C'mon! Drop 'em already! I'm thirsty!" Cody complained, smiling, as he reached up and gave Rob's crotch a squeeze.
Cody's dick flexed as he felt Rob's stiff cock folded over in his pants.
Grinning, Rob unbuckled his belt, then opened his pants, and pushed them and his underwear down over his knees, to his ankles. When he stood up, his stiff dick was pointing directly at Cody. The tip of it was glistening with pre-cum. Cody grinned and sat up in his chair. When he did so, his face stopped just a couple inches from Cody's dick, which was throbbing slightly from the pressure of his blood flowing through it.
Cody breathed in deeply through his nose, inhaling the musky scent of Rob's warm crotch. The aroma caused his own dick to strain against the fabric of his pants.
"God what a gorgeous dick he's got!" Cody thought to himself, smiling.
Cody reached up and wrapped his right hand around the base of Rob's dick. With his left hand he gently cupped Rob's testicles, which were dangling loosely in his nearly hairless scrotum.
Rob inhaled sharply at Cody's touch. He ached for the feeling of Cody's hot, wet mouth to swallow his hard cock.
Cody didn't make Rob wait. He spent just another moment still carefully studying Rob's beautiful cock. Then, he stuck his tongue out and licked the moisture from Rob's piss slit, savoring the flavor of his pre-seminal fluid. Rob gasped slightly as Cody's tongue came into contact with him.
A moment later, Rob gasped more loudly, and his body tensed up momentarily, as Cody lowered his mouth over Rob's dick, all the way until his lips met his hand, which was still wrapped around the base of Rob's cock. Then, as if his hand was connected to his mouth, Cody began sucking gently up and down Rob's dick, moving his hand up and down the base of it in unison as well.
"Oh Code! Fuck that feels good!" Rob murmured, laying his hands gently on Cody's head, and running his fingers through his hair.
Cody grinned at Rob's pleasure, but didn't stop pumping up and down on him. He kept on sliding up and down Rob's stiff rod, and fondling his balls, as Rob moaned with pleasure every so often.
It didn't take long for Rob's orgasm to build. Cody could tell that Rob's body was beginning to tense up slightly, and he noticed that his balls were pulling up closer to his body, as his scrotum retracted. Cody sped up his sucking and pumping then.
A moment later Rob exclaimed, "I'm gonna shoot Code!"
Again, Cody smiled to himself, as he continued sucking on Rob. A moment later he was rewarded, when he felt Rob's body tense up suddenly, then Rob grunted loudly, as a glob of hot sticky fluid splatted against Cody's tonsils. Cody quickly swallowed, and as he was pulling off Rob a bit, Rob shot another load, this time flooding Cody's mouth with his tangy, salty juice. Cody savored the flavor of Rob's cum for a moment, before swallowing it, just in time for Rob to refill his mouth.
His body jerking, and moaning with pleasure, Rob spasmed a few more times before his orgasm ended.
Rob's body finally relaxed a minute or so later, after he oozed his last bit of semen. Cody sucked him dry then, before finally pulling off him.
"Damn that was good!" Rob exclaimed.
Cody grinned. He thought Rob definitely looked a little more relaxed than he had earlier.
"How about you lean back and let me do that to you now?" Rob asked, grinning at Cody.
Cody didn't have to be asked twice. He quickly sat back, opened his pants, and thrust his hips up off the chair. Quickly he shoved his pants and boxers down over his knees. Grinning, Rob pulled on them, completely removing them from Cody's body. Then, he pushed Cody's knees upward and backward, so they were hooked over the arms of the easy chair he was sitting in. This effectively exposed Cody's anus, which brought a smile to Rob's face.
Rob knelt in front of Cody, and leaned forward, taking a good look at Cody's tight, pink pucker, with it's faint light brown fringe of hair that was ringed around it. Playfully, Rob blew a stream of air at Cody's asshole. Cody giggled, and his sphincter contracted more tightly, when the blast of cool air hit it. A moment later, after Cody had relaxed again, Rob plunged his tongue up against Cody's asshole, causing the older boy to cry out with surprise and pleasure.
Rob proceeded to rim Cody then. At the same time, he reached up and grabbed Cody's dick and began jacking him off. A minute or so later, Rob could tell that Cody was getting ready to shoot. He let a little bit of saliva drool out of his mouth onto Cody's asshole, then he backed off of him. He sat up on his knees a bit higher, and picked up Cody's hardon with his left hand and plunged his mouth down over it. Then he reached for Cody's asshole with his finger. He wiped the saliva he'd left there all over his index finger, then he gently, but firmly shoved his finger through Cody's sphincter, up into his rectum, causing the boy to cry out again with surprise and pleasure.
Rob began sucking up and down Cody's cock, and shoving his finger in and out of his asshole. He went slowly at first, but soon was going at it at a good pace.
Within a half minute, Cody's body was shaking and he was moaning with pleasure. Suddenly, he tensed up and groaned, and Rob felt his asshole contract around his finger, as Cody shot a load of cum into his mouth. Rob kept on sucking up and down on Cody, and finger-fucking his asshole, as Cody spasmed repeatedly, moaning each time with ecstasy as he repeatedly flooded Rob's mouth with his hot cum.
Eventually, Cody's orgasm ended, and Rob gently pulled his fingers from his butt, and released his cock.
"Fuck me that was great!" Cody oozed, enthusiastically, grinning at Rob.
Rob grinned back at Cody, but then looking at his watch, became serious. Smiling nervously, he said "I'd love to stay and have seconds, but it's gonna have to wait till another time. I gotta go get ready to meet my mother!"
Cody smiled at him and, as he pulled his pants up, told Rob he was really happy that he was getting to meet his mother. The boys talked for a few minutes more, then Rob left to go home, shower and get changed before it was time to leave for Applebee's.
While Rob was getting intimate with Cody, Tom was visiting me at our apartment. Simon and Ethan were both at work, so Tom and I were taking advantage of having the apartment completely to ourselves.
At about the same time Cody was having his orgasm, Tom and I were in the kitchen. We were both butt naked. I was sprawled across the table on my belly, and Tom was standing behind me slamming his dick in and out of my ass.
A few minutes earlier, we'd been in the bedroom lying next to each other, recovering from a spine-shattering mutual orgasm we'd shared, as the result of leisurely sucking each other off in a '69' position. After catching our breath, we'd both felt thirsty and ventured, still naked, out to the kitchen to get a couple of sodas from the refrigerator.
We'd intended to go back to the bedroom for some more fun, but I'd dropped the cap of my soda bottle. It landed on the table and started rolling toward the far edge. I made the mistake of leaning over the table to grab it. As the cap rolled off the far edge of the table, onto the seat of one of the chairs across from me, I leaned further across the table, so I was practically laying on it, and tried to reach the soda bottle cap. Tom turned around as I was groping around the chair seat, feeling for the bottle cap, and saw me in that position. He immediately became boned when he saw my ass cheeks spread and my anus peeking out at him. Before I was able to straighten up again, he'd dropped into a squat and attacked my asshole with his tongue!
The sensation of Tom's hot, wet tongue lapping up and down over my hole was fantastic. Groaning, I abandoned all thoughts of the bottle cap, and collapsed fully onto the table, savoring the feelings Tom was giving me. My dick instantly stretched to full hardness. I lifted my pelvis slightly off the table, allowing my cock to spring upward, so that when I laid back down on the table, it was lying flat on the table between the table top and my belly, pointing up at my navel. Tom kept on lapping over and over my hole, washing me thoroughly with his tongue. After a couple minutes, he started drilling into my hole with his tongue. I just about went nuts as he stuffed his tongue through my sphincter, up into my rectum, then started fucking it in and out of me! Within a minute, I was going wild, and yelling for him to stick his dick in me and fuck me.
Looking back at him, I saw Tom pull back from my butt. His face was wet with saliva, and he was wearing a sloppy grin. He winked at me and mouthed a kiss at me. Then he stood up. He looked in a cabinet and pulled out a bottle of vegetable oil. He opened it and dumped some in his hand, then he lubed himself up with it. A moment later, he'd positioned himself behind me, and gently, but firmly forced the head of his dick through my anal ring, and slowly, but steadily, pushed himself into me, until the front of his hips were pressing against my butt cheeks, and his pubic hair, which had initially tickled me, was smashed between us. He was stuffed inside me as far as he could go, and I loved the feeling of his hot hardness inside me!
Tom had started fucking me, slowly at first, gently long-dicking me. After a while, he'd begun to speed up a little. Then, soon he sped up a little more. After that, he kept on increasing his speed, until he was sliding in and out of me at a relatively fast pace. The bulbous head of his dick was raking over and over my prostate gland, getting me hotter and hotter. I could feel my orgasm building.
"Harder Tom!" I groaned.
Looking back, I could see Tom grinning at me, as a drop of sweat ran down his nose, and stopped, dangling from the tip of his nose. Tom quickly turned his face sideways and wiped his face on his upper arm. Then looking back at me, he grinned again, and started fucking me harder and faster. He was fairly flying in and out of me, and I knew I was going to cum any second. I grunted loudly, each time Tom slammed into me. I'd never felt anything touching me as deep inside me as Tom's dickhead was reaching. It felt wonderful. My orgasm built and built.
Then, suddenly, my body exploded. I cried out as a huge stream of cum shot out the end of my dick, spraying across the table top, as I'd stood slightly as I tensed up. My asshole clamped tightly around Tom's dick, which he was pulling out of me. As he slammed forward back into me he groaned and I felt him flooding my insides with his semen. I fired another load of spunk all over the table. There was so much jism plastered between my belly and the table then, that I began sliding back and forth on the table top, as Tom continued plunging in and out of me, groaning every couple of seconds, as he unloaded his juices deep into my bowels.
We both continued cumming for quite a while, as Tom kept on sliding in and out of me. Eventually though, my orgasm finally ended, and a couple seconds later, so did Tom's. When it did, he shoved himself deep inside me, and collapsed on top of me, lying on my back. I was happy he had left his dick in me yet, and hadn't just pulled out of me.
We lay that way for a couple of seconds both panting from the exertion of our coupling.
Suddenly the door to the kitchen burst open, and Simon and Ethan strode in, and crossed the room behind us to the refrigerator. Neither of them looked the least surprised to see us like that. Tom and I immediately both blushed beet red though.
"I seem to recall you lecturing us to lock the deadbolt on the front door when we wanted to fool around outside our bedroom," Simon said casually, as he grabbed a can of soda from the refrigerator.
"I do hope you're going to wash that table off with bleach!" Ethan added, getting his own can of soda.
The two turned quickly, and unable to hide their smirks, practically ran from the kitchen. As soon as they were out in the hallway, we heard them burst into laughter, which receded, as they ran down the hallway.
"Son of a bitch!" I groaned, as I lay there under Tom, with his dick still up my ass. I could feel it shrinking rapidly now though.
"Think they were watching us?" Tom asked.
"Well they certainly didn't act surprised when they burst in here," I said.
"Shit!" Tom said, standing up. As he did so, his dick slid out of my asshole, leaving it gaping open yet.
I flexed my anal muscles a couple times, trying to contract and relax it. Then, I stood up then, and turned to get a paper towel.
"Damn!" Tom said. "You really shot a load! Look at all the cum all over you!"
"Thanks! It's all your fault!" I said, wiping up my mess off the table. "We better cleanup, go shower, then go talk to them."
"Yeah, I guess," Tom said.
I got out some kitchen cleaning spray and washed the table, then the two of us quickly went and showered.
After we dressed, we walked down the hallway to Simon's room. The door was ajar. Just as we were about to knock, I heard Simon groan. Grinning, I motioned for Tom to be quiet, then I pushed the door open a bit.
Simon was on the bed on his hands and knees, and Ethan was behind him, fucking him doggie style! Just as we walked in, Simon groaned and a stream of cum shot from his dick, landing in a streak on the sheets beneath him. Ethan groaned at the same time, and we could tell from the look on his face that he was filling Simon's rectum with his own cum.
We watched for the next few seconds, as the two of them shared a very passionate mutual orgasm. When it was over, Ethan laid over Simon's back and wrapped his arms around Simon, hugging him. He nuzzled his nose and mouth against Simon's neck and kissed him tenderly.
"Mmmm," Simon sighed, smiling. "This is my favorite part!"
"Hmmm!!!!" I said, pushing the door open fully. "I think I mentioned making sure the bedroom door was shut tightly too!"
Both boys's heads whirled toward us. It was their turn to blush deeply, as we stood and smirked at them a moment. We both smiled and winked at them, then turned and walked away.
"Assholes!" I heard Simon call after us, which was followed by the two of them chuckling.
A little while later, while we were sitting in the livingroom, the boys appeared, fully dressed, as we were too. All four of us blushed as we looked at one another.
"We're sorry we spied on you earlier," Ethan said, finally.
"You should've locked the deadbolt though," Simon said.
"We're sorry we spied on you guys too," Tom said.
"NO WE'RE NOT!!! They deserved it!" I cried, in mock protest, grinning.
Everyone else smiled then.
"You sure do have a great ass!" Ethan said, blushing again, smiling shyly at Tom.
Tom blushed deeply again, but smiled stupidly and said "Thanks... um.. you too!"
Ethan blushed a little more then too.
"You're quite the shooter too!" I said, grinning and winking at Simon.
He grinned and said, "yeah, but I don't shoot nearly as much as you do!"
It was my turn to blush.
We all sat smiling stupidly and shyly at one another for a minute then.
Finally, I said, "OK, we'll lock the deadbolt from now on if we're gonna use the public rooms of the house, and you guys make sure your door's shut tightly!"
"OK," Simon said.
"And no spying on us, and we won't spy on you," Tom said.
Both boys nodded.
"OK, now that that's settled, I gotta go!" I said.
I left then to go meet Rob and his parents at Applebees. Tom, Simon, and Ethan decided to order in Chinese and watch a movie on pay-per-view, and wait together for me to come home and report on how things went when Rob met his birth mother.
It was twenty minutes to six when I pulled into the parking lot at Applebees. The Watkins arrived just as I was getting out of my car. They all looked nervous, especially Rob.
"You don't have to do this if you don't want to Honey," I heard Linda say, as I walked toward them.
"I want to. I'm just really hyper!" Rob replied.
"Well, try and calm down," Howie said.
"Hi guys," I said, as I reached them.
"Hi Greg!" Rob said.
I winked at Rob and mussed his hair.
"Ahh! Not my hair! Not now!" Rob screeched, backing away from me, and ripping a comb from his back pocket. He leaned down and looked into the side view mirror on the nearest car and combed his platinum blonde spikes so they stood up just the way he wanted them to.
"Sorry!" I said chuckling.
"Thanks for coming," Linda said, smiling warmly.
Howie smiled and offered his hand, which I shook.
We all went inside then. Linda had made a reservation under "Watkins". When we were shown to the table, they all seemed to visibly relax when they saw that Rob's birth mother hadn't arrived yet.
A waitress came and took our drink order. Howie and I each ordered a beer, Linda ordered a glass of wine. Rob ordered a Coke. After the waitress left he muttered ruefully that he could've better used a shot of whiskey!
"Relax!" I said. "You're in the driver's seat! She's the one who's supposed to be nervous! She gave you up when you were born. She's going to be really nervous that you're going to have hurt feelings or be angry over that. She also knows you have parents and don't NEED more parents. And, she's going to be worried about how your parents will react to her too. She's the one with all the reasons to be nervous. Not you!"
"I suppose. I never really thought about that all at once. Maybe you're right," Rob said.
"And no matter what Robbie, Dad and I love you, and we'll always be here for you!" Linda said.
I so much wanted to say something about how that hadn't always been how they'd felt, but I bit my tongue and kept my mouth shut. I saw by a quick look Rob gave me that he must've been thinking the same thing. I winked at him and he gave me a slight smile.
Our drinks arrived then. As I took a swallow of beer, I noticed that Rob kept glancing nervously at the door.
"What if she doesn't like me?" Rob asked, looking around at us.
"What's not to like?" Howie asked, surprising me a little. Although I believed he truly loved Rob, he certainly never liked everything about his son.
"Of course she'll like you!" Linda said, reaching over and giving Rob's arm a squeeze.
"Your parents are right," I said. "Besides, she's gonna be nervous that you won't like her too!"
Rob's eyes suddenly became glued to the door. I followed his gaze and saw a rather attractive woman, who looked to be in her early 30's, standing nervously at the podium, waiting for the hostess.
"Oh my God! That's her!" Rob said. He appeared to be almost trembling.
"How do you know?" Howie asked.
"I just do. She doesn't look much like her picture though," Rob said.
Sure enough, a moment later the hostess appeared at the podium, the two spoke for a minute, then the hostess lead the woman straight back toward our table. As she walked up to us she looked extremely nervous. Rob was practically quaking in his seat...
The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.