Abandoned Boy

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Author's Note: Please forgive the exceedingly long delays between chapters in this story, and my other stories too, if you're reading them as well. Unfortunately, I've become very busy over the last couple of years, and I have little time to write now. I promise to finish this, and all of my stories though, even if it takes a while! Again, my apologies if you're frustrated by the long breaks between chapters.

The Abandoned Boy

Chapter 50

In our last chapter, we left off with Ethan preparing to leave for college the next day. Mrs. Rodman was throwing him a celebratory farewell dinner. Unfortunately, neither Ethan, Simon, Mrs. Rodman, Tom nor I were happy about Ethan's immiment departure, so the party wasn't turning out to be a very happy one. As the discussion progressed, and Ethan and Simon became more "demonstrative" over how much they were going to miss one another, Mrs. Rodman began studying them rather closely. I was certain she was beginning to wonder how come the boys were so upset about Ethan's departure - more so than two guys who were just best friends would be under the same circumstances.

After a while, Ethan and Simon had gone upstairs to Ethan's room to talk on the phone with Rob and Cody, leaving Tom and I in the living room with Mrs. Rodman. At that point Tom suddenly leapt up and said he'd be back soon. Then, he'd left, leaving both Mrs. Rodman and I wondering where he was going.

While we waited for the others to return, Mrs. Rodman and I had continued visiting. It was at that point, while the two of us were alone, that Mrs. Rodman began to question me about just how deep Ethan and Simon's relationship was!

"Tell me something," she had said. "There's more to Ethan and Simon's friendship, than their just being two boys who are best friends, isn't there?

As I looked at Mrs. Rodman, I felt my eyes widen a little.

"Uhhhh..." I started, uncertain what to say.

Mrs. Rodman sat looking politely, but pointedly, at me, waiting for my response.

"Well," I said. "Obviously, they're best friends!"

"Yes, that's obvious," she said. "But... they're more than just best friends, aren't they? Um... they're more like you and Tom, aren't they?"

I felt my eyes burst noticeably wider open at that question.

Then, suddenly, In my peripheral vision, I saw Tom appear on the other side of the screen door with a paper bag in his arms. From the look on his face, I could tell he had heard Carol's question as well. He was staring at me with eyes as large as mine felt.

Then, over on the stairs I heard a nearly silent gasp. Glancing in that direction, I saw Ethan and Simon, who had apparently been coming back downstairs, come to a sudden halt. Simon's eyes were huge too, and Ethan looked positively distraught! Mrs. Rodman didn't notice either Tom's or the boys' reappearance.

"You and Tom are a couple, aren't you Greg?" Carol persisted, sounding suddenly agitated. "And Ethan and Simon are a couple as well! Aren't they???"

And we pick up now, right there, where we last left off...

I was totally perplexed as to how to respond to Mrs. Rodman's question. I knew Ethan wasn't "out" to his mother yet, and had no idea how to reply to her question. As I sat there trying to think of something, anything, to say, I could see Ethan getting upset as he and Simon stood on the stairs.

Suddenly realizing I was in a quandry, Carol said "Oh my goodness! I'm sorry. I don't mean to infer that I have a problem with it if you and Tom are gay, or if Ethan and Simon are either! I just... don't want to be left out of the loop! I want to be a complete part of my son's life, and if he's gay, that's OK with me. I just want to know about it though!"

Out of the corner of my eye, through the screen door, I noticed Tom relax completely, and a smile appeared on his face. He opened the door and walked in then.

"I'm very happy to hear you say that Carol!" Tom said, and he sat his bag down. "Oh, I got a few bottles of wine for dinner. Thought it might calm everyone's nerves down a bit."

"Oh, that's wonderful," Mrs. Rodman said. "Thanks Tom."

On the stairs, I saw Ethan physically wavering a little. Simon quickly reached out to catch him. Neither moved though, choosing to remain hidden from Ethan's mother, and as yet, Tom, whose back was to them.

"So, Greg, I'm sorry," Carol said. "I didn't mean to put you on the spot or anything. I'm just upset that my boy is leaving, and well, for a few months now, I've noticed how close he and Simon are, and, before he leaves, I just want to make sure I know about all aspects of his life."

I looked helplessly at Tom for a moment, but he quickly picked up the ball and said, "Well, I can tell you that you're right about Greg and myself. However, if you have any questions regarding your son's preferences, I think it would be best to ask him directly... um... you might want to lead off with 'It's OK if you are', or something like that though... in case he is gay."

Carol looked back and forth at us, suddenly smirking a little.

"I knew I was right about you two!" She said, then she grinned and said, "I think you make a very nice couple by the way! And Tom, I understand your point. I'm more certain now though that I'm right about Ethan and Simon."

"Aaahh!" Ethan suddenly gasped softly on the stairs, as Simon suddenly gave him a nudge forward.

We all looked up, and suddenly Carol saw how upset her son looked.

"Oh Ethan!" she cried, jumping up and dashing over to the stairs. "I didn't mean for you to hear any of that! But if you did, oh Honey! It's OK! I don't care if I'm right! I - well, I just would prefer if you not hide it from me!"

Ethan stood at the foot of the stairs then for a moment just silently staring in astonishment, mixed with embarrassment, and waning fear, at his mother. Suddenly, he became overwhelmed, and his lower jaw began to tremble and tears began to stream down his cheeks.

"Oh Honey!" Carol gasped, and she too began to weep. Quickly she stepped closer and wrapped her arms around her son, and said, "I love you so much, no matter what! It's OK if you're gay! You don't have to hide it from me!"

As Tom and I watched, for a moment the two stood clutching each other, as Ethan sobbed uncontrollably, while Mrs. Rodman wept softly as she tried her best to console and comfort him. Standing awkwardly to the side, was Simon, who had begun snuffling softly as well. I saw a tear running down his left cheek.

After a minute, Ethan finally pulled himself together and straightened up, pulling away from his mother.

"I-I'm s-sorry I hid it from you Mom," he said in a wavering voice. "It's just I didn't know what you'd think about it!"

"I know Sweetheart!" she said. "And I'm sorry I didn't just let you know sooner of my suspicions, and that it's alright with me. I, well, I didn't want to say anything in case I was wrong. I didn't want to upset you if I was wrong. But, now that I know, oh Ethan, it's OK! I love you! You'll always be my boy, and I'll always love you! ... and I think Simon's a wonderful boy too!"

Suddenly, she reached out with both arms and scooped both boys up in a shared hug, as Tom and I looked on smiling.

"OK then," she said, sniffing and letting the boys go suddenly. "Enough about that! I'm in the know now, so you don't all have to pussy foot around me anymore! How about we open a bottle of Tom's wine and toast Ethan's future success at school?"

"I think that's a wonderful idea," Tom said. He picked up a bottle of wine and using a cork screw from a knife on his key chain, he opened it, while Mrs. Rodman stepped over to a china closet to get some glasses, as the boys just stood staring incredulously at one another.

After each of us had downed a couple of glasses of wine, we were all feeling a lot more relaxed, and less depressed. Ethan in particular even seemed happy, despite the fact he was still going away. Obviously now that he was finally "out" to his mother, the suspense of how it would be hen she finally found out was gone!

Mrs. Rodman had cooked a big dinner of veal parmigiana, with salad and Italian bread, which was one of Ethan's favorites. And she'd made his favorite chocolate cake with ice cream for dessert.

After dinner, while the boys cleaned up, Mrs. Rodman, Tom, and I shared after dinner drinks and talked about the upcoming trip the next day to take Ethan to college.

Because we all were getting up early the next morning, we decided not to stay late. When it was time for us to go, Ethan was again in a quandry. He desperately wanted to come back to the apartment with me, Tom, and Simon, but at the same time he realized his mother was upset he was leaving, and he thought he should spend the night at home with her.

Sensing the problem, Carol smiled, and said, "Go with the guys! But come home in time to pack up your things in the morning."

"Thanks Mom," Ethan grinned, and he gave her a hug, then after they parted, he grinned and winked at Simon, who was all smiles as well.

"Guess this means they're sleeping together?" Mrs. Rodman asked Tom and I in a whisper that was loud enough for the boys to hear.

"MOM!" Ethan cried, and he whirled and looked at her with a scandalized expression on his face, which at the same time was rapidly reddening.

"Well..." Mrs. Rodman began. "I told you I wanted to be kept in the loop, and I expect Tom and Greg are aware of anything that's going on, so...."

Ethan stared at his mother for a moment, then finally, in a raspy voice said, "Yes, we are. Happy now?"

Carol smiled again, and said, "I rather expected so. You're old enough to make those decisions on your own now. I just hope..."

She turn then and looked at Tom and I with a slightly helpless look on her face, and continued, "... it's just well, I haven't really had many discussions with Ethan about sex, and... well... I'm hoping maybe one or both of you have been there for any questions he may have had???"

"MMMMOOOOMMMM!!!!" Ethan cried, completely scandalized, and beet red by then.

Tom and I both chuckled, as Ethan looked ready to go through the floor.

"It's OK Eeth!" Tom said, still chuckling. "Yes, both Greg and I have discussed everything at length with both boys, and they're fine."

"Oh Thank you so much!" Mrs. Rodman said, smiling at us, visibly greatly relieved!

"Oh my God!" Ethan muttered, in disbelief, looking away.

Simon too quickly looked away, not sure whether to be embarrassed or not.

"C'mon Guys!" I said. "Time to shove off."

Ethan glanced at me and smiled gratefully.

"OK, have fun," Carol said. "But don't be up too late!"

"Really???" Ethan glared in further disbelief at his mother. "'Have fun!'???"

"Oh my!" Carol gasped. "I d-didn't mean it that way! ... but... well, um... maybe best we just leave it at good night!"

"Yeah!" Ethan said. "G'night Mom!"

"G'night Dear," Mrs. Rodman said, as we all headed to the door. "Good night to all of you, and I'll see you bright and early in the morning. Don't bother with breakfast, I'll have eggs and bacon ready when you arrive!"

"Oh, you don't have to do that," I said.

"Yeah, we can eat on the road," Tom said.

"Nonsense!" Carol said. "We need a good meal under our ribs for moving all of Ethan's things!"

"How much are you taking with you?" Tom asked, looking a little incredulously at Ethan.

"Not that much really!" Ethan replied. Then he looked at his mother, and said "We'll be here at 8:30 for breakfast, then we'll hit the road by 9:30, OK?"

"Perfect!" Carol said, smiling. "See you all at 8:30 then!"

"G'night," we all called as we headed to our cars.

"So," Tom said grinning saucily, particularly at Ethan, as he and Simon walked back into the apartment with Buddy, having taken him out to pee, after we returned from the Rodmans'. "I suppose since we told your mother that we've discussed sex at great lengths with you, do you have any questions about the birds and the bees for us???"

"Oh Christ!" Ethan blustered, scowling at Tom, but blushing a bit.

Tom and I both started laughing then, and Simon joined in as well. Finally, Ethan had to smile and chuckle a little too.

"Seriously, Thanks for saving me from that conversation!" he said finally.

"No problem," Tom said. "But seriously, wherever you are in the world, here, or at school, or elsewhere... if you ever have a question or need advice, about anything - either of you, Greg and I are always just a phone call or an e-mail away! Don't hesitate to ask!"

"I know," Ethan said. "And thanks."

"He was speaking for me too!" I agreed.

"I know. Thank you too," Ethan said, smiling a little lamely at me.

"Well, I'm tired!" Simon yawned, with a bit of exaggeration. "Should we head to bed?"

Glancing at the clock I saw it wasn't even 10:00 yet. Then, I noticed the obvious bulge in Simon's pants, and smiled.

"What about Snuggle Time?" Ethan asked, looking at Simon with genuine disappointment etched on his face.

"Well... yeah," Simon said, and he looked in our direction, "But, are you guys ready to go to bed yet?"

"I think we could turn in early tonight!" Tom said quickly, and I noticed he suddenly looked aroused and had a bulge in his crotch as well, as did Ethan.

"Who am I to say no!" I said, as I felt my own cock beginning to burgeon. "Let's get naked and hop into bed!"

Everyone grinned, and immediately began stripping.

Less than a minute later, there were four piles of clothes scattered around the livingroom floor, and each of us was butt naked, and, as usual, sporting wood! As we all looked at one another, we all chuckled, and grinned.

"To the bedroom!" Simon cried, and he turned and marched off in the direction of our bedroom, with Ethan on his heels, and Tom and I following. Buddy brought up the rear.

The boys hopped into the middle of the bed, leaving Tom to slide in on the outside, next to Ethan, and myself to slip in on the opposite side, next to Simon. Buddy, as usual, spun around and curled up in the corner, on the floor.

Once we were all settled, and had the covers pulled up over us, an odd quietness fell over all of us. For a minute or so, we all just laid there, staring up at the ceiling, each lost in our own thoughts. At the same time, I couldn't help noticing that everyone's tents had shrunk as well.

Over the top of the boys, Tom looked knowingly at me, and I returned his look.

"So... excited about tomorrow?" Tom asked Ethan.

"Nope," Ethan said simply.

Simon snuffled slightly, and I saw his eyes were glistening.

"This is our last Snuggle Time!" he announced, sounding profoundly sad.

"No it isn't!" I said. "We'll have plenty more Snuggle Times when Ethan's home on vacations."

"Yeah," Tom agreed. "And you'll be surprised how fast time flies between vacations too!"

"No it won't," Simon said dully. "It'll be an eternity."

"Well, you're both gonna be really busy," I quipped. "School's starting! You'll be busy all day, and you're both going to have home work and projects to do, and Simon, you have your job as well, and both of you have school activities. You'll be really busy, and time will fly."

"Great! A lot of boring work on top of it!" Simon groaned.

"You're going to be a Senior this year though!" Tom reminded him.

"So what?" Simon said.

"Well..." Ethan interjected, "I did enjoy being a senior. You will too I bet."

"Pfft!" Simon spat out softly. "Doubt it."

"Better than being a Frosch again, like I'm gonna be!" Ethan said dismally.

"That doesn't matter so much in college," I said.

"Hope not," Ethan said.

"College is totally different," Tom said. "I think you'll like it."

"Yeah, but, it's different when you're studying Music, like I'm gonna be doing," Ethan said. "It's really competitive - a lot more than studying to be a teacher. And everyone there is going to be REALLY good! What if they're all better than me???"

"Ha!" Simon burst out, and he chuckled. "You'll be better than all of them!"

"I tend to agree," I said. "You're damned good Ethan."

"There could be some there who are good too, but you'll never have to feel embarrassed or inadequate around anybody. Not the way you play!" Tom said.

"You're all just trying to make me feel better," Ethan cried. "It won't be as easy for me as you think!"

"Well," I said. "Time will tell, but Ethan, you're good. Very good. And you don't have to worry about not fitting in with the others. There might be some better than you, but there will definitely be some who aren't as good as you. And maybe, most of them will just be there to learn more and enjoy hearing, playing, and writing new and interesting music. You may find that you fit in very nicely with them!"

"Well, I doubt it, but, we'll see," Ethan said.

"Well, there's one thing none of them will be able to play as well as you do!" Simon said, grinning lewdly at Ethan.

"What's that?" Ethan asked dully, not seeing Simon's smile.

"The skin flute!" Simon said, still grinning.

"What?" Tom cried, as I burst out laughing.

Ethan grinned and said, "Is that all you ever think about?"

"Well... that and when you slide your skin flute into me!" Simon said, his grin broadening.

"Well, we'll just see about that!" Ethan cried, grinning yet. Quickly he spun onto his side, so he was facing Simon and he began tickling Simon.

Instantly, the room was filled with giggles and peels of laughter.

Grinning, Tom spun onto his side and attacked Ethan, tickling him, causing more uproarious shouts and laughter.

Not to be outdone, and because Ethan had suddenly stopped tickling Simon, I turned my attention to Simon, and instantly, both boys were whooping with laughter, and struggling to stop us.

As we all struggled together, and peels of laughter rose to the ceiling, Buddy looked at us slightly alarmed, not sure if he was needed to protect someone or not.

Eventually, we stopped tickling the boys, and they calmed down. Both of them were bright red, and all of us were hot, so we tossed the covers down, and lay naked, pressed up against one another, me on my side up against Simon's back. Simon's front was facing Ethan's front, and Tom was pressed up against Ethan.

"So, being tickled makes you horny?" Simon asked Ethan curiously.

"No! It's Tom's dick laying in my crack that's got me hard, if you really have to know!" Ethan said, grinning.

"Oh!" Tom said, and he started to back up.

"NO!" Ethan cried. "I didn't mean you had to back away."

"Well..." Tom said. "We don't want to take things too far you know."

"It's OK, Greg's dick is doing the same to me!" Simon announced.

"Sorry," I said, and I too backed off Simon a bit.

"Well this is no fun!" Simon groused.

"Maybe we better head to our room then!" Ethan said, giving Simon a smoldering look.

"OH! OK," Simon said.

Tom and I grinned at each other, as the boys both tinged pink, but continued grinning.

"Go ahead! Just leave us here alone!" Tom said, in a false disappointed tone.

"I think you two can handle each other just fine!" Ethan said, grinning at us.

Simon laughed and cried "'Handle each other'!!!"

We all laughed then as the boys got up and crawled off the end of the bed. Both were fully hard again, and each wore a very aroused expression on his face.

Buddy got up then, and the three headed out the door together, as we all called "Good night" to each other. As he was the last one out the door, Ethan grinned at us, waggled his eyebrows up and down and said "Have fun!". Then, chuckling he closed the door behind him, as we both called after him, "Oh we will - you too!"

"I thought they'd never leave!" Tom gasped, as we each scooted toward the middle of the bed.

"I know," I said, grinning. "So what's your pleasure?"

Tom grinned and said, "Anything!"

I grinned back at him, and leaned in toward his lips. We fell together then and shared a sustained, deep kiss.

Tom broke our lip lock after a while, and looked into my eyes with a smoldering look, then dove down and began nibbling and sucking on my right nipple, causing me to gasp softly.

As he worked on my tit, Tom's hand roamed downward, and encircled my raging cock. I moaned softly, as he continued sucking on my nipple and began gently pumping my prick.

After a while, Tom switched over to my left nipple, and gave it some attention as well. Then, after a short time he stopped sucking on me, and let go of my cock, and with the tip of his tongue, he licked his way down the center of my belly. He swished his tongue around in my belly button for a moment, causing me to snicker, then licked along my treasure trail, ever downward. When his tongue finally reached the tip of my hardon, which was laying against my belly, nestled in my pubic mound, pointing straight up toward my face, he sucked the head of it into his mouth, then opening wide, as he lifted my cock up with his lips, he shoved his mouth down over half the length of it, and closed his mouth and instantly began sliding sensually up and down my shaft. At the same time, he cupped my balls and gently began kneading them, as I closed my eyes, smiled and moaned happily.

For a minute or so, Tom sucked luxuriously up and down my stiff rod, causing me shivers of joy.

I was surprised when he stopped, but then as he grinned at me and reached over to the night stand for a tube of lubricant, I grinned back at him.

Tom popped the top off the tube, and squirted a liberal amount of the clear jelly into his hand, then, as he laid the tube down next to me, he reached for my dick and began sliding his gloppy hand up and down it, causing me to wiggle my hips with delight.

After several seconds, Tom grinned again, then rolled over onto his stomach, dragging a pillow under his pelvis.

"Climb on!" he said, invitingly.

Grinning, I rolled over onto my hands and knees, and crawled around between his splayed legs, and gazed down at his beautiful firm buttocks, that because of the pillow he was laying on, and how he had his legs spread apart, were open a little, exposing the slightly furry insides of his cheeks.

As I looked down at my lover's ass, he pushed it up in the air a bit, opening his cheeks even more, and I caught a glimpse of he tight pucker, nestled in the middle of some blond wisps. He purposely clenched his kegel muscles and it winked at me.

Grinning, I dove for his man pussy, causing him to groan happily, as I pressed the tip of my tongue firmly into his pucker, and began deftly licking and prodding it.

"OOhhhhh!!!" Tom groaned, as I pushed more firmly against his opening, and suddenly, his sphincter muscle gave way, and the tip of my tongue entered him.

For a couple minutes, as I shoved my tongue in and out of Tom's hole, he moaned happily.

After a while, I began to notice his hips were moving up and down slightly, and his breathing was deeper.

"Climb on already!" he groaned finally.

Grinning, I pulled away from him. As I did, I noticed his hole was open a little yet from all my tongue action. My smile broadened, as I crawled a little closer to him. Then, as I bent forward, I reached for my throbbing penis, and without needing to look, knowing right where Tom's hole would be, I held my shaft downward a little, and pushed my hips forward.

"Mmmmm..." Tom moaned, as I felt the head of my cock touch his pucker, which clenched weakly for a moment.

Gently then, I began to push my hips forward. A second later, I felt my glans press through Tom's anus, and a second after that, Tom let out a low groan, and I moaned softly myself, as I felt my shaft sliding into his hot, soft hole.

"Mmmm..." we moaned in unison, as my pelvis pressed up against his buttocks, and I completed impaling him with my stiff rod.

I leaned forward and wrapped my arms around Tom's trunk, and hugged myself to him, as my cock twitched deep inside him, and his anus clenched at me in response.

A moment later, we through the walls, we heard Simon cry out "Ohhh FUCCKKK!!!", and we both grinned.

"You heard the boy!" Tom said, chuckling. "He wants you to fuck me! So get to it!"

Chuckling myself, I unwrapped my arms from around Tom, and reached for his nipples, as I began pulling my hips backward, withdrawing from his rectum. A couple seconds later, as I slowly plunged back into Tom, I gently pinched both his nipples, and he too groaned "OHhh Fuuuckkk!".

At the same time Simon cried "OH GooDDD!!! HARDER Eeth!!" - apparently Ethan was giving it to my boy, as I was giving it to Tom. Smiling, I began to give it to Tom a little harder and faster then too, and within seconds, he was gasping and moaning steadily, as I felt my orgasm building.

• • *As I was rutting in and out of Tom in our room, and both of us were building toward a climax, down the hallway, in Simon's room, Ethan had Simon on his back on the bed, as he stood up against the bed, and Simon's ankles were hooked over his shoulders, as his hips slammed back and forth, causing his long, thick, hardness to plunge in and out of Simon's ravaged asshole. Both boys were breathing heavily, and Simon was continually gasping and groaning, as precum oozed prolifically from his piss slit. Ethan was rasping for breath and sweating heavily, his entire body moist with perspiration, as his hips pistoled rapidly back and forth.

"OH GooDDD Ethan! I'm gonna Cummm!!!" Simon cried suddenly. Grinning slightly, Ethan began pounding in and out of him even faster and harder, causing a wild-eyed expression to cross Simon's face.

"Fuck me HARDER Gregggg!" they both heard faintly through the walls, and they grinned at each other for a split second, before both suddenly looked serious again.

A few seconds later, Simon began gasping, and Ethan felt his muscles tightening just a little.

"Gonna jizz Eeth!" Simon gasped, and suddenly he grapped his own hardon and began pounding up and down on it.

"AAAAAAWWWWW!!!!!" Simon groaned, so loudly, we heard him down the hallway, as his body suddenly clenched tightly, his anus clutching at Ethan's rod. At the same time, a long thick streak of glistening semen burst from the tip of his cock and shot right over his head, splattering against the headboard.

Ethan continued plowing in and out of Simon, as he tensed and shot more and more streaks of jism, gasping and groaning continually, all the while, causing Ethan's own excitement to sky rocket.

Suddenly, just as Simon was cumming again, Ethan cried out softly, and as he plunged deep back into Simon, he moaned as he too began pumping his sperm deep into Simon, flooding the boy's insides!

As I continued slamming in and out of Tom, and we heard both of the boys cumming down the hallway, I felt Tom's body firming up, and a few seconds later, he gasped loudly, as his sphincter tightened around the base of my shaft, then he groaned and saturated the sheets beneath him, with a gush of hot semen.

The start of Tom's orgasm, caused me to suddenly speed toward my own climax, and as he clenched, gasped and blew still more spooge all over the bed, I too groaned as I felt a river of molten jism fly through my dick, as I plunged back into Tom. A second later, his love tunnel felt slipprier to me, as together, we both groaned and spasmed joyously again, while down the hallway, we heard the boys still groaning with pleasure as well.

I continued pumping my hips rapidly back and forth, and Tom and I each came a few more glorious times, then finally I began to feel my orgasm fading, and I could tell Tom's had ended. I slowed my pace, spasming more slowly a couple times, as Tom feebily clenched my rod one more time, and finally, I pushed deep inside him, and stopped. Gently I lowered myself over his back and wrapped my arms around him, kissing him tenderly on the back of his neck. Around the side of his head, I could see a smile spreading over his face, as I hugged him.

For a minute or so, we remained on our hands and knees, coupled, with me hugging Tom gently, as we both gasped for breath. I felt his asshole tighten a couple times, as he force the last drop or two of semen from his urethra. I clenched a couple times myself, most likely oozing a bit more jism inside his intestinal tract too. All was quiet down the hallway, so I assumed the boys had finished and were reveling in their own combined post coital afterglow as well. It brought a smile to my face, thinking about them being experiencing the same feelings we were.

"Damn that was nice!" Tom whispered finally, turning his head to try and look back at me. He was smiling.

I leaned sideways and grinned at him as well.

"It sure was, but Dude, you really messed up the sheets!" I said, then I laughed, as Tom scowled at me.

A second later, his scowl turned into a grin and he said, "Well, it's all your fault that happened!"

We both laughed then, and finally, I felt Tom's anus contract, and my then soft dick pop out of him. Chuckling yet, I crawled off Tom and backed off the bed. As I did, I noticed Tom's asshole was still open the size of a nickel. It winked at me a couple times. With the second wink, a small glob of my semen popped out and began to drool down over Tom's perineum.

"Ewwww!" Tom whined, feeling it. As I watched, his hole twitched again, and more semen drooled out of it. "This is the only bad part of getting fucked! When you empty afterward!"

Grinning, I reached over and swiped with my index finger from his balls upward, wiping my cum off him. I felt him clench again at my touch. Grinning saucily then, I pressed my cum coated finger through Tom's anus, jamming it gently into him, until I felt his prostate. As I began shoving my finger in and out of him, pushing it back and forth over his gland, Tom groaned, and suddenly looked horny. His cock began to twitch, as he squeezed his kegels. Grinning, I rolled Tom onto his back and dove for his cock, sucking it into my mouth. As I began finger-fucking him, and sucking on him, I tasted the saltiness of his semen on the head of his cock, and I felt it instantly beginning to swell up again in my mouth.

"Oh Gooddd!!" Tom groaned, and he laid back on the bed, next to the mess he'd made a few minutes earlier.

Within a few seconds, I had Tom hard again, and I too was beginning to stiffen again. I sucked on him and fingered him a bit more, til I was fully hard myself, then, quickly I backed off him and crawled back on top of him - this time in the missionary position, as he was on his back. Quickly he pulled his legs up, spreading them apart for me, and a couple seconds later, I pushed my hardness back into his goopy, loose rectum, bringing another growl from deep in his throat.

For a couple minutes then, I fucked Tom steadily, as we looked deeply into each other's eyes. As I worked, I grew hot, and perspiration began to soak me. A large drop of sweat rolled down the bridge of my nose, and collected at the tip of my nose, finally dropping off me, and splattering against Tom's cheek, as I rutted in and out of him.

A few seconds later, I felt my orgasm about to begin, and I could tell Tom was getting close as well. Just as he reached for his dick, I suddenly shot over the edge, and groaning as I re-entered his tunnel, and a stream of semen rushed through my cock, I felt a spasm of joy wash through me. Tom gasped a split second later, and I felt a drop of wetness splatter against my chest.

Groaning, we spasmed joyously together again a second later, as I continued fucking him, and he continued jerking off. We both worked steadily for a few seconds, and each came a few more times, before finally, we both finished, and I collapsed on top of Tom, my cock buried deep inside him yet.

"God Damn Greg! That was awesome!" Tom gasped, grinning a litttle incredulously up at me. Smiling in return, I nodded, then laid my head down next to his, with my neck hanging over his left shoulder, my face pressed into the pillow. Fortunately, there was a gap that allowed some air to pass between the pillow and my face, so I could just relax, laying completely flacid on top of Tom, as we both heaved for breath for a couple minutes.

After a couple minutes, my dick was completely flacid again, and as Tom squeezed it, it popped out of him again. It felt cold as it hit the air, still coated with lube and jism. As I crawled off Tom, his hole was of course still open yet. I couldn't help slipping a finger through it, and giving his prostate another rub.

"Oh God no! Enough already!" Tom protested. "I love you, and all you do to give me a good time, but my hole's gotta rest a little!"

Chuckling, I pulled my finger out of Tom, and a moment later, his opening winked, and more of my goo began to drool out of him.

"I gotta use the toilet!" Tom said, frowning. Quickly he rolled over onto his stomach, right into his wetness from our first coupling.

"Ewwww!" he groaned, as I chuckled. "Maybe a shower is in order too!"

"Better hurry, before the boys get the same idea!" I said, sagely.

Tom raised an eyebrow as he looked at me, and then quickly rolled off the bed, and dashed to the door. Smiling, I followed him. Fortunately, the bathroom was empty, so while Tom sat on the toilet and my love juice drooled back out of him, I started the shower. A couple minutes later, Tom felt he'd finished leaking as much as he was going to, so he wiped himself, and flushed the toilet. As soon as the water stopped running in the toilet, we jumped into the shower together, and took turns thorougly washing each other. As I washed Tom, he hardened again, so I slipped a finger between his cheeks, and reached through his anus again, as I grasped his member, and gave him a quick hand job. After he'd finished cumming for the third time in an hour or so, he felt weak-kneed, but not so bad he couldn't drop down onto them, and suck me off, so that I came a third time as well.

When we were finished, we dried off, and headed back to our room. I grabbed fresh sheets, and together we quickly remade our bed. I dropped the soiled sheets on top of the washer, in the laundry room across from the bathroom. A minute later, wearily, and happily spent, Tom and I crawled into our bed, and snuggled up to one another. Within minutes, we were both asleep.

"Damn!" Ethan said, as he and Simon stopped by the laundry room to drop their own messy sheets, on the way to the bathroom to shower themselves. "I thought you made a huge mess of the sheets, but look at the wet spots, and bits of jism on their sheets yet!"

Simon chuckled, and then grinning, wiped with his finger at a small blob of cum that was still intact on our sheets. Quickly he stuck his finger in his mouth, and sucked it clean.

"MMmm..." he moaned, grinning. "Tasty! Wonder which one of them blew that load?"

Ethan looked incredulously at Simon for a moment, but then, as his cock began swelling up again, he grinned and looked over at our sheets, examining them, til he found one more little blob of semen, which he took wiped up with a finger and tasted.

"MMmm..." he agreed. "You're right!"

Simon snickered, but then noticed Ethan's swelling appendage, and reached for it, causing Ethan to groan softly. Ethan reached for Simon's equally as stiff sex organ, and gave it a tug, causing Simon to gasp as well.

"C'mon!" Ethan said, tugging at Simon's cock. "Let's hit the shower and have a little more fun!"

Grinning, Simon let Ethan lead him by the penis into the bathroom then. A couple minutes later, the boys were standing in the shower, with warm water washing over them, as Ethan was bent over Simon's back , who was leaning with his hands against the shower stall wall, while Ethan plowed in and out of his rectum.

It didn't take too long before both boys were about to peak. Ethan reached around in front of Simon and gripped his hard cock, and began pumping on it, as he continued to slam his own cock in and out of Simon, and within seconds, both boys were gasping with delight, as Ethan pumped yet another load inside Simon, and Simon painted the wall with is own load.

When they'd both finished cumming, they washed the wall off, then took turns washing each other. By the time they were finished, both were hard as rock again.

"Let's dry off and go suck each other off!" Simon suggested, the memory of the flavor of Tom's jism still in his mind.

"I like how you think!" Ethan grinned.

Quickly the boys dried each other off. When they were done, they were both hard again, so they quickly went to their bedroom, made up the bed with fresh sheets, then crawled onto it, getting into a '69'. Leisurely then, as they explored each others' testicles and assholes with their fingers, they sucked slowly up and down each other's rod. As they'd both cum a few times already, it took them both longer to reach a climax, but both got there within a half minute or so of each other, Simon starting to cum first, and Ethan starting, just as Simon was finishing. Neither boy put out a large amount of semen by that point, but each oozed enough to give the other a nice taste of their delicate essence!

Once they'd both cum, they licked each other's shrinking cocks dry, and then spun around and pulled the covers up over them. Simon backed up against Ethan, who hugged him protectively to him, and within seconds, both were sound asleep.

The next moring, within a minute of each other, first my alarm went off, then Simon's did.

Tom and I got up a few minutes later, and as we'd showered before we went to bed, we just quickly ran in and used the bathroom, then got dressed, and headed to the kitchen to have a cup of coffee while we waited for the boys. On our way to the kitchen, we stepped over to the boys' room and knocked on the door.

"Yeah!" they both mumbled sleepily.

"Time to get going!" I said.

"Uh huh," they responded, still sounding sleepy.

Buddy scratched on the other side of the door then, so I opened it and let him out.

"I'll take Buddy out for you," I said through the crack in the door.

"'K, thanks," Simon drawled.

I shut the door then, and Buddy, Tom and I headed to the front door. I put Buddy's leash on him, and we headed outside, while Tom, went to make a pot of coffee.

When Buddy and I returned, Tom had a couple cups of coffee ready, so we went to sit on the deck with them, and wait for Simon and Ethan to emerge. Buddy took a drink of water, and then followed us, and dropped down in the corner to take a nap.

Tom and I finished the entire pot of coffee before the boys finally joined us. Both looked miserable, but strangely flushed, at the same time.

"Took you long enough!" I said, and they both blushed, and Tom and I grinned knowingly.

"At least you didn't take so long we're late!" Tom said. "C'mon, it's time to get over to Ethan's."

Simon took Buddy out again, and then we all headed over to Ethan's, where Carol had breakfast ready for us.

Breakfast was good, but very quiet. The boys never said a word. It was obvious each was working hard not to break down and start crying.

When we were finished, we loaded Ethan's things into Mrs. Rodman's station wagon, then set off for Ethan's college. It took a few hours to get there. When we arrived, we found that Ethan's dorm room was very nice. He had one roommate, who also seemed nice. I expected he and Ethan would get along well.

Once Ethan was moved in, we had lunch in the dining hall, and then went to the formal convocation ceremony, where the new freshmen were formally inducted into the college. After that, there was a short reception, with coffee and pastries. Then, it was time for us to leave. As our departure grew closer, both boys were visibly becoming upset.

When Carol finally said we should get going, both of them were fighting back tears.

"Come with me!" Ethan said, grabbing Simon's hand. "We'll be right back!"

As Tom, Carol, and I watched, Ethan and Simon ran off down the hallway. Carol looked helplessly back and forth between us.

"It'll be OK," Tom said. "In a day or so, both of them will be so busy with school, they won't have the time to miss each other."

"I hope so," Carol said, smiling dubiously.

• • *"What are we going to do?" Simon wailed mournfully, staring into Ethan's watery eyes, his lower jaw quivering slightly. Ethan had dragged Simon down the hallway and around the corner and down to the end of that hallway, until he'd found an empty classroom, that was unlocked. The two were inside, standing behind the closed door.

"It'll be OK," Ethan said, bravely, although he looked miserable. "Tom's right. We'll be really busy for a while with school, then I'll be home for vacation. And in between we can Skype and phone each other all the time."

"It won't be the same," Simon groaned.

"I know," Ethan said. "I wish I'd never applied to come here!"

"You do not!" Simon said, suddenly feeling bad. "You always wanted to go here. It's a great school! You're going to learn a lot!"

"Well... yeah," Ethan said, "But you know what I mean."

"Yeah," Simon said.

The two stared silently at one another for a minute.

"It'll be OK," Ethan said again, finally.

"I-I'm just worried you'll meet someone you like better than me," Simon suddenly spit out, finally voicing his biggest concern, which had been eating at him."

"No way!" Ethan cried. "That could never happen, because I love you Si!"

"I know, but..." Simon started. He eyed Ethan critically a moment then added, "But you're gonna meet a lot of new people, all your age, and most of them are all into music, like you are!"

Ethan looked at Simon for a moment, then frowned and said, "Yes, I will meet a lot of people like that, but it doesn't mean I'm going to stop loving you, or that I'd rather be with anyone like them. It's you I love Si, and you I want to be with! And we will be with each other again!"

They looked at each other again.

Finally, Simon burst out, "it's just I love you so much! I'm terrified of losing you!"

"You'll never lose me Si!" Ethan cried, and suddenly he pressed his mouth to Simon's and the two began kissing. Ethan wrapped his arms around Simon, who squeezed his in between, and the two boys stood hugging and kissing each other passionately for a minute or so.

Suddenly they were interrupted by the door opening and bumping into them.

"OH!" Simon cried, as the two fell away from one another.

"Just a sec," Ethan gasped.

The boys stepped back fromt the door and it opened wide. A teacher was standing there. He looked accusatively back and forth between them and asked "What are you two doing in here?"

"Um... Sorry Professor," Ethan began. "W-we were just having a private conversation, and this was the only place quiet enough to have it."

The teacher raised one eyebrow and looked back and forth between Ethan and Simon for a moment, then glanced around the room. Finally he said, "Well, OK, but I need to use the room now, so you'll have to find another spot to talk."

"OK," Ethan said, "Thanks."

Quickly he pulled Simon's elbow, and the two left.

"Think he knows what we were doing?" Simon whispered, worrying.

"Naw... well... maybe, but... it doesn't matter. C'mon, it's time for you to leave now," Ethan said glumly.

The two looked miserably at one another, then set off trudging back down the hallway, to where we were waiting for them.

"Finally!" Carol said. "I'm sorry, but we have to get going. It's a long drive home!"

"Sorry," Ethan said.

Simon just looked dolefully at us.

"C'mere then," Carol said, her voice suddenly sounding like it was going to break, and she grabbed Ethan and pulled him into an embrace.

By the time she and Ethan parted, Carol was weeping softly, and Ethan was wiping his eyes.

"Guys!" Tom said. "We'll all be seeing each other again in a few weeks for your first long weekend! And time will fly between now and then - it's gonna be fine!"

Carol smiled wanly, and nodded. Ethan just looked at Tom, and suddenly looked even more upset.

Tom grabbed Ethan and gave him a hug, and whispered something in his ear. As the parted, both were smiling, although a little sadly, at one another.

I quickly stepped in and gave Ethan a hug, and told him he could call anytime he needed anything.

Ethan and Simon looked at each other then, and finally Ethan pulled Simon into a platonic hug and whispered something to him. Simon looked ready to cry as they parted, and Ethan looked miserable too.

"We'll skype tonight then!" Ethan said, and he forced a wan smile.

"'K," Simon croaked.

"Then we're off," Carol said, swallowing hard.

We all walked together to Carol's car, and there shared another round of hugs, and finally, we got into the car, drove off, leaving Ethan staring after us, waving.

As Carol sped up, and Ethan fell from view, Simon finally turned and settled back into his seat. I was sitting next to him. He glanced up at me with a miserable look on his face. I smiled sadly at him and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. He readily turned into to me, and leaned face first against me, and silently wept for a few minutes.

The rest of our ride home was uneventful, and rather quiet. By the time we got home, Tom, Carol and I were visiting quietly, while Simon stared listlessly out the window, not listening to us, lost in his own thoughts.

That evening, when we got back to our apartment, Buddy was exuberant to see us, and hadn't had an accident at all! We quickly took him out, then, when he was finished peeing, and had chased his ball a little, we went back inside, to begin to settle into life without Ethan with us all the time.

The next chapter in this series will be published as soon as possible...