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 52

In the days immediately following Ethan's move to college, both he and Simon were very depressed. Although Simon tried to put on a brave face, his continually puffy red eyes told me he was spending a lot of time crying.

Tom and I missed Ethan too. It seemed there was a hole in our family.

In particular, our snuggle times seemed a little "empty" without Ethan there to join us. Never-the-less, each evening, when we went to bed, and Simon came in to snuggle, both Tom and I tried to be as nurturing with him as we could. He seemed appreciative, but we could tell it wasn't helping too much. Most often, after not very long, he'd leave our bed and go to his room, hoping to Skype with Ethan, and I supposed to have cyber sex with him too!

Happily, Cody had recovered well enough from his injuries to go away to college as well, as he had planned to. Everyone, even Rob, was happy for him. Naturally though, like Simon, Rob too was having a pretty hard time being apart from Cody as well. The two had grown very close to one another over the previous months.

The fact that both Simon and Rob were going through the same "Separation depression", seemed to bring to two of them them a little closer to each other. We noticed that they seemed to be spening more time together than usual, both in person, and on the phone or Skype.

And from what we heard, mostly through Simon, it seemed that even though Ethan and Cody were both very busy at school, with preparing for classes, and taking part in all the usual start-of-the-year college activities, both boys also missed being at home. Ethan missed Simon very much, and Cody missed Rob a lot as well.

Naturally, in addition to just missing each other, both couples, since they'd been so sexually active with one another, and were now suddenly apart from their partners, were very horny and frustrated! Hand jobs were no substitute for the real thing, as far as any of them were concerned. Of course - upon discussing this with one another, Tom and I readily agreed, we'd feel exactly the same way, so we both felt sorry for all of them. I did make sure though that we had a few extra bottles of lotion and tubes of lube in the linen closet, and later in the month I noticed they were being used faster than they had been before Ethan left!

Fortunately for everyone, school began again the Tuesday after Ethan and Cody left for college. And, this year, both Simon and Rob were seniors, so their new "status" gave both of them a little something to be happy about. Never-the-less, it didn't allow them to stop missing their boyfriends. At least with classes starting up, everyone became much busier, so there was a lot less time for them all to miss one another.

• • *At supper, the evening after the first day of classes, I was a little suprised to see Simon actually smile as he told us about his day. Happily he reported to Tom and I that Jean-Luc ended up being in a couple of his classes - English and Gym. Tom and I exchanged mildly uncertain looks, which Simon noticed.

Quickly he said, "Don't worry, it'll be fine!"

"Are you going to tell Ethan?" I asked.

Simon hesitated a moment, thinking, then said, "I don't think so. Listen, nothing's going to happen between me and Jean-Luc, but I don't want to make Ethan worry unnecessarily. He has enough stress just being a new college student. So... no, I'm not going to tell him, and I hope neither of you do either."

Tom and I agreed to keep quiet, but again, we exchanged looks, which caused Simon to scowl. When we both looked pointedly at him, he quickly changed the subject, so we let it drop, for the moment.

Unbeknownst to us, Simon had purposely not mentioned to Tom and I that his and Jean-Luc's gym lockers were located only a few feet apart, in the same bay of lockers in the locker room. And, although he didn't intend for anything to happen between the two of them, Simon was looking forward to getting to see "more" of Jean-Luc whenever they had to change for, and shower after, gym classes!

• • *The first day of gym class, when Simon and Jean-Luc found themselves locker neighbors, was merely organizational, so nobody had had to change for class. But, two days later, when normal classes began, as they were getting changed before gym class, Simon got an eyeful of Jean-Luc, when he stripped down to his briefs. He was impressed with the size of the lump in the front of Jean-Luc's skimpy bikini-style underwear. Although Simon didn't wear bikinis, Jean-Luc got a good look at his nearly naked body as well, and seemed appreciative of Simon's bulge too. As they each knew the other to be gay, and realized there was a mutual attraction between them, both boys took their time putting on their gym uniforms, allowing the other to take a good look at them. Simon couldn't help smiling, as the lump in Jean-Luc's underwear seemed to be increasing in size. This of course caused Simon's penis to begin sizzling a little as well.

Simon was shocked though when after a couple minutes, for a quick moment when nobody was in their row of lockers, that Jean-Luc quickly pulled down the front of his underwear, purposely exposing himself to Simon. As Jean-Luc grinned, and Simon stared for a moment at his penis, which was already semi-erect, and quickly getting larger with each passing second, Simon found himself suddenly getting very aroused as well.

After a moment, looking around furtively, and seeing nobody, Simon quickly exposed himself to Jean-Luc too, whose grin broadened. At the same time, his penis flexed fully hard, causing Simon's heart to begin beating even faster. All he could think of was how much he wanted to reach out and wrap his hand around Jean-Luc's hardon and begin pumping it! Naturally, this brought Simon's already rapidly expanding pole to full staff as well!

Suddenly hearing someone approaching down the main aisle, both boys quickly pulled the fronts of their underwear up, and picked up their shorts and pulled them on. Fortunately, the other boys, who were passing by, didn't look their way, or they might have noticed the prominent tents in the fronts of Simon's and Jean-Luc's gym shorts. After they had passed by, both boys looked down at each other's bulging shorts, and grinned.

"C'mon Guys - Don't be late!" The gym teacher called to them, startling them, as he hustled past their bay.

"C-coming!" Simon called back nervously.

"I wish we were cumming!" Jean-Luc snorted softly after the teacher had passed by.

Both snickered, as they quickly locked their lockers, and headed for the gym.

Thankfully, the gym teacher surprising them, had caused both to lose their erections, so they had nothing to be embarassed about when they joined their classmates.

• • *Gym class was the usual - jogging around the track a couple times, then because they were seniors, they were allowed to select the activity they wanted to participate in - football or soccer. The class split into two groups then, with one group remaing at the football field, which was located in the oval in the center of the track, while the other group headed to a nearby soccer field. Simon and Jean-Luc both headed for the soccer field.

Forty minutes later, the boys, all of whom were sweating profusely, as it was very hot outside, returned to the locker room, with instructions from the gym teacher, to take a quick shower and wash off their stink. Jean-Luc grinned slyly at Simon, but Simon didn't return his smile. While he was happy he was going to get to see Jean-Luc, and all the other hot guys, naked, he was worried that he might pop a boner in front of everyone!

As soon as they reached their lockers, all the boys quickly stripped down, grabbed their towels, soap, and shampoo, and headed to the communal showers, many of them modestly carrying their towels in front of them at pelvis level. Some though - generally those more generously endowed than usual - didn't cover themselves, and strode proudly along, completely exposed, allowing anyone who wished to, to take a good look at them!

In the showers, most of the boys kept their heads up, facing forward. Simon noticed though that almost every boys' eyes were darting quickly left and downward, or right and downward, to catch a quick glimpse of the boy next to them. As a result of their covert glances, as well as the pleasureful sensations they felt while washing their genitals, many of the boys were sporting semi-hardons by the time they rinsed off. Slightly embarrassed, most quickly wrapped their towels around their waists and hustled off, trying to look non-chalant, hoping nobody would notice the bulges in the front of their towels. One poor red-faced boy hustled away though having to openly press down on his full-fledged, towel-clad boner! And again, there were a few, again mostly the well endowed boys, who took their time, obviously not caring if anyone looked at them and noticed they were semi-aroused. As Simon watched them out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't tell if maybe they were just showing off their burgeoning masculinity, or, if maybe they were waiting, hoping for everyone else to leave, so they could quickly pound one out!

Simon noticed that like himself, Jean-Luc, who was showering next to him, was also furtively glancing around at all the nearby exposed male genitalia. And, like most of the other boys, both of them ended up semi-hard as well. After they finished rinsing off, like the other boys, Simon and Jean-Luc both quickly wrapped up in their towels, and carried their soap and shampoo in front of their crotches, as they hurried back to their bay of lockers.

When they arrived back at their lockers, there were four other boys still in the bay. Each was almost completely dressed, and all of them were hurrying to finish up. Jean-Luc sat down, still wrapped in his towel, in front of his locker, and started rooting around in his bag, as if looking for something. Not wanting to be late, Simon quickly dried off, and started dressing. A minute or so later, the other boys were all gone. Once the last one left, Jean-Luc finally stood up, and let his towel drop to the floor, revealing a full-fledged hardon! As Simon openly gawked in surprise, Jean-Luc grinned, and turned to face Simon fully, proudly displaying his good-sized, throbbing hunk of manhood! Of course, this caused Simon to begin boning up again, as he unabashedly stared at Jean-Luc's cock, and smooth sack of good-sized nuts that was dangling in back of it.

"You can touch it if you want!" Jean-Luc whispered, softly.

Simon was so surprised by what was happening, he didn't think at all, and just reached out and wrapped his hand around Jean-Luc's cock, and started tugging on it, causing Jean-Luc to gasp softly and close his eyes, as his nostrils flared.

Fortunately, there was nobody in their aisle, or passing by, who saw what was happening!

Suddenly realizing what he was doing Simon, dropped Jean-Luc's dick, blushed profusely, and muttered a soft, quick apology.

"What're you sorry for?" Jean-Luc asked, watching over Simon's shoulder in case anyone passed by.

Then before Simon could respond, and as he hadn't zipped his fly and fastened the button of his jeans yet, Jean-Luc reached forward and slid his hand down into Simon's boxer briefs, and pulled on Simon's cock, so it straightened upward. Then he began gently pulling up and down on it, causing Simon to gasp softly, as his penis began to rapidly fill with blood once again.

Within seconds, Simon's dick was fully hard, and Jean-Luc began pumping up and down more vigorously on it.

"Stop!" Simon gasped, a moment later, having finally had a moment to realize what was happening. He tried to pull his hips back, but Jean-Luc still had a good grip on him.

"Nobody's around!" Jean-Luc whispered, and he resumed masturbating Simon.

"It doesn't matter!" Simon said, reaching down and gripping Jean-Luc's wrist, forcing him to stop. "Someone could walk by yet! Besides... I-I've got a boyfriend!"

Jean-Luc looked a little hurt and disappointed, but finally released Simon's penis, and backed off saying softly, "OK. I'm sorry."

The two looked at each other a moment, and out of the bottom of his eyes Simon could see Jean-Luc's penis was beginning to wilt. His too began to soften again then as well.

"It's OK, but ... we can't do it again," Simon said, then he turned back to his locker, and hurried to finish dressing. A moment later Jean-Luc did the same. For a minute, as they both dressed, neither said a word.

"See you later," Jean-Luc said, as Simon picked up his bag and turned to leave. He sounded both deflated and a little uncertain about where he and Simon stood with each other at that point.

"See ya," Simon replied. He was going to stalk off, without looking back, but he knew Jean-Luc, was hurt, and he realized too that Jean-Luc hadn't done anything wrong by hitting on him, although maybe he'd been a little more forward than most guys are when they initially hit on other guys!

"It's not you!" Simon said, and he looked back then, and saw that Jean-Luc indeed looked disappointed, and a little hurt. "It really isn't. I really wanted to do it more, and then some! But I just can't. If I was single, I'd jump at the chance to be with you though! You're gorgeous, and a really sweet guy!"

"I'm sorry you're not single," Jean-Luc said, smiling slightly again.

"Well..." Simon said. "Right in this very moment, I am too! But..."

He smiled ruefully at Jean-Luc, whose smile, albeit a sad one, broadened slightly.

Simon hurried off then to his next class, feeling very frustrated, and a little guilty.

• • *Over the next few days, both Tom and I noticed that something seemed to be weighing heavily on Simon's mind. Each time I questioned him though, he said nothing was wrong, or just claimed to be missing Ethan. He never discussed the situation with Jean-Luc with us. So, thinking Ethan's absence was the obvious cause of Simon's mood, we let it drop, hoping it would eventually even out.

As those next few days went by, whenever Simon ran into Jean-Luc, their interaction was a somewhat awkward. Jean-Luc always seemed sad, yet, at the same time, Simon noticed he was always watching him, and if he looked down at Jean-Luc's crotch, it appeared he was always boned as well. To his great dismay, Simon also realized that whenever Jean-Luc was around, he couldn't keep his eyes off him either, nor could he stop himself from popping wood either. As they were unable to quell their desires for one another, both boys became increasingly more frustrated and depressed as the days passed, and since they had classes together, they couldn't do anything to stop from running into one another either, it just kept getting worse and worse!

Jean-Luc was a little more depressed than Simon though. Whereas Simon was predominently drawn to Jean-Luc physically, in addition to wanting Simon for his body, Jean-Luc had also started having romantic feelings for Simon, and wanted nothing more than to win Simon away from Ethan, since Ethan was away at college!

In addition to being very frustrated, Simon felt guilty too, over the fact that he couldn't stop getting boned everytime he saw, or even thought of Jean-Luc. Disturbingly, he also realized he couldn't stop daydreaming about what it would be like to "be with" Jean-Luc. One night, he even had a wet dream over Jean-Luc! And although this was just all in his head, he somehow equated his thoughts and desires to being unfaithful to Ethan! Additionally, because Jean-Luc always seemed depressed when they were near one another, Simon also felt a little guilty for causing Jean-Luc to be miserable, when he rejected him.

To try and at least mitigate his guilt at causing Jean-Luc's depression, Simon began talking to Jean-Luc a little more - but only about general topics, hoping maybe they could resurrect their friendship, in a generic way, without causing either of them undue arousal. To some degree it worked. Although both were still aroused whenever they were together, the two were at least able to hang out and talk together again, which seemed to buoy Jean-Luc's mood a little. Simon too was happy for the renewed companionship. Simon was careful though not to spend too much time alone anywhere with Jean-Luc - especially in the locker room, for fear things would suddenly become less platonic! Changing for and showering after gym classes were difficult for both boys though. Neither could keep from looking longinly at the other, so usually both left the locker room and headed to their next class with at least a semi going, and feeling frustrated.

• • *In the end, what seemed to help all the boys deal with their various feelings the most, was the fact that as everyone settled into the new school year, all the teachers started to load their students up with work to do, which left less time for the boys to dwell on their feelings.

On top of that, Simon had his job at the book store yet too! His manager, realizing Simon was back at school though, discussed Simon's availability with him. Wanting to stay as busy as possible, Simon indicated he'd like as many hours as possible, so the two decided Simon would be able to work a few hours each day after school, as well as Saturdays during the day. All those hours, combined with all his homework managed to keep Simon rather busy, so he had less time to think as much about Jean-Luc, or even Ethan for that matter.

• • *Since Simon's Driver's Ed class had ended before school started, and he'd done so well in it, I had no choice but to finally let him take his road test, which we scheduled for the third week in September. Naturally, he aced it! Happily, he was able to drive himself to and from work whenever I didn't need the car then, which was most of his work hours. Tom drove me home from school each day, and I usually did house work, and spent time working on my lesson plans, and correcting tests and papers on Saturdays, so the car was free for Simon to use.

Naturally though, as soon as he had his license, Simon started thinking about buying his own car, "in order not to deprive you of your car," he said, at the dinner table one evening.

I was surprised when Tom spoke up immediately, before I had a chance to, and said, "Cars are expensive. You'll probably get a used one first, but you want it to be in good shape yet. So, it'll cost you. And, there's insurance and registration and title fees, maintenance costs periodically, and of course, gasoline is expensive too!"

"I know all that," Simon said, looking a little curiously at Tom. He'd obviously expected me to reply, and not Tom.

"I'm just saying, don't be in a big hurry to buy a car, until you have enough money saved up to cover all that!" Tom said, looking pointedly at him, as I looked back and forth between the two, a little suprised that Tom was taking the lead on the conversation, and too that he was being a little more negative about it than I would've been.

Simon looked at me questioningly then.

"I think Tom just about covered everything," I said.

"Well... do you have anything else to add?" Simon asked, his expression bland.

"Just that when and if you get a car, I expect you to use it responsibly, and to continue to keep up with your school work! Otherwise, you'll lose the car!" I said, looking evenly at him.

"I will," Simon said, not sounding surprised, or at all upset. Obviously he'd expected that. "So... if I earn enough to buy one, and be able to cover all the other expenses, you'd let me get one?"

I paused a moment, thinking, then said, "Probably. How about for the moment, you concentrate on your school work, and your job, and once you're getting close to the amount of money you'll need, we can discuss it again."

"How much do you think I'll need?" Simon asked.

"At least 12 grand!" Tom blurted quickly, causing both of us to turn and look at him.

"12 GRAND???" Simon cried, sounding completely deflated.

As I looked at Tom with a suprised and curious expression on my face, he noticed, blushed slightly and shrugged at me.

"I think you can get away with a little less for starters," I said.

Simon looked hopefully at me, and said, "I hope so! How much do YOU think I'll need?"

"Well, it depends on the type of car you get," I said. "If you agree to not set your sights too high for your first car, and are willing to take a somewhat sedate, smaller car, rather than a sports car or SUV, then it won't cost as much. The key is to find one that's in good shape, that will be reliable, with the least miles possible on it, and one that doesn't need any repairs right away! I think you might get away with a lot less than 12 grand. Tell you what. Soon as we can, why don't we go take a look at some used cars, then you'll have a better idea of what's available, and what prices are like. There will be fees and insurance on top of that though too. We can check with our insurance agent and get an idea of how much your insurance will cost too."

"OK," Simon said, smiling a little finally. "That sounds better! I guess I'm gonna have to work longer to save a some more money though. I don't have that much put away yet."

"OK," I said. "You keep working on that, and some Saturday soon, when you're not working, we'll go take a look at a few cars."

"OK," Simon said. "Thanks Greg!"

"You're welcome," I said, as Simon glanced over at Tom with a quizzical, yet somewhat triumphant, look on his face.

• • *Later while Tom and I were loading the dishwasher, and Simon was out walking Buddy, I said, "What was all that about with Simon, when he asked if he could get a car?"

Tom blushed a little, and said, "Sorry. Didn't mean to step on your toes. Just, I hate seeing kids get cars right after they get their licenses. It's dangerous. They think they know it all, but they don't, and then someone can get hurt! I was just hoping to make him wait a while before he gets one."

"Oh... OK," I said, slightly surprised yet. "Well, I don't think he'll be getting one too soon. I don't think he has more than a couple thousand saved up yet... probably not even that much! And I'm not going to let him just get any old shit box, nor anything too souped up. I want him safe too!"

"I saw a dump truck for sale down the road," Tom said, grinning. "It's big, old, and slow!"

We both laughed.

A couple nights later, Tom and I were surprised to see Simon, grinning, and acting very happy! Except for the night he'd passed his road test, when he showed some exuberance, every other evening, he seemed either depressed, or at the most, in a blah mood.

"What's got you so happy?" I asked.

"Well," Simon said. "I happened to be coming by Mario's today, and saw a 'Help Wanted' sign out front, so I stopped by, and long story short, although I don't have a lot of time to take on working there, as well as at the book store, on top of school, since I'm experienced, and already worked there once, Mario agreed to hire me back for just Friday and Saturday evenings! Those are his busiest times, and when he really needs the help. I can't wait! The tips were great! This'll really help me saving up for a car!"

"I see," I said. "And you think you'll have time to keep up with all your school work yet, as well as working two jobs, and not start dozing off in classes?"

"I can handle it," Simon said. "And, if I find it's too much, Mario said he'd understand if I had to quit. He's such a nice guy!"

"Yes, he does seem to be," I said. "Well... congratulations on the second job I guess. But, I'm watching you. If it seems to be too much for you, or your grades fall off, you'll have to give up one of your jobs!"

"OK," Simon said, still smiling. He didn't seem upset by my warning. Apparently he'd already figured out that was how I would feel about it.

And so, as the trees began to change color, and the temperatures dropped a little, Tom and I settled into our usual routine of working all day at school, and bringing home work at night, and Simon shifted into hype-gear, and somehow, probabaly due to his youth, managed just fine to keep up his grades, and work two jobs. Happily for him, his bank account began growing a little faster due to his reinstatement at Mario's. We also all began eating a little more pizza, as Simon started bringing home leftovers after many of his shifts!

• • *At college, Ethan was very busy as well, but he still had enough free time to realize just how very horny he was. And it didn't help keeping his penis from becoming engorged when he realized just how many cute guys there were at his school, many of whom lived right in his own dorm building! Making matters even worse, Ethan was sure several of them were gay. And, there were a couple who actually openly hit on him as well! Naturally, Ethan turned them down, explaining he had a boyfriend. As a result though, he became even more frustrated, and ended up spending a lot of time jacking off, either in his room when his roommate wasn't there, or in one of the toilet or shower stalls.

Happily, all the toilet and shower stalls in the communal bathroom in the dorm had floor to ceiling partitioning, for complete privacy. Interestingly, although the shower stalls also each had a small ante-chamber, also inside the partitions, for changing in, most of the boys just ran down the hallway with towels wrapped around their waists as they traveled to and from the bathrooms.

One afternoon a couple weeks after the semester began, Ethan was in his dorm, and decided to go take a shower, as the dorm was usually pretty empty that time of day, and he figured he'd easily get a shower stall. Just as he silently padded barefoot into the bathroom, he saw a cute ginger-haired boy who looked rather overheated, and was sporting an obvious, rather large, lump in the front of his towel, exiting the corner shower stall. The boy blushed deeply and looked down at the floor, as he quickly brushed past Ethan, and hurried out of the bathroom. As the corner stall the boy had just vacated was larger than the others, Ethan decided to use that one.

"Aaaahhh!!!" he cried, a split second later, as he ran head-on into a completely naked, skinny, dark-haired boy, who was already in the stall.

The other boy was startled and yelped as well.

For a moment the two froze then, and just stood staring at one another. It was then that, despite being shocked at walking in on the boy, Ethan noticed that he was very cute, and very well endowed. He was also sporting a semi-hardon, the tip of which appeared to have a drop of semen oozing from it!

"Oh my God I'm s-sorry!" Ethan gasped finally. "I thought this stall was empty. Another guy just left it."

The other boy's face began darkening then, and like the ginger-haired boy, he too averted his look from Ethan's.

"OOHhhhh!!!" Ethan said, his eyes widening a little then, as the other boy's face suddenly bloomed bright red.

"Ummm..." Ethan continued, smiling slightly. "I-it's fine with me. I-I'm just sorry I walked in on you."

Quickly then Ethan backed out of the stall, letting the door swing shut.

"Is there anyone else in here?" the other boy asked from behind the closed stall door.

"No," Ethan replied.

The stall door opened again, and the other boy, now wrapped in a towel, but still red-faced, and looking both embarrassed and guilty, quickly stepped out.

He paused for a moment, and the two glanced at each other again. Ethan felt bad for walking in on him and realized how he'd feel if it had been him that got caught in the same situation.

"I really am sorry," Ethan said. "I get what was going on. It really is fine with me. And I promise, I won't tell anyone."

"Really?" the dark-haired boy asked, looking very surprised.

"Yeah," Ethan said.

"You're really not going to tell anyone?" the boy asked, incredulously.

"I swear I won't," Ethan said. "I know if you'd walked in on me in the same situation, I wouldn't want anyone to know either."

The dark-haired boy's face began lightening, as he continued looking at Ethan, surprised.

"Would you ever be in the same situation?" he asked, looking curiously at Ethan then.

Ethan felt his face start heating up then, and for a moment, he just looked dumbly at the other boy, not sure what to say.

As the other boy watched him, the corners of his lips began to turn upward just a little, then he raised his eyebrows, questioningly.

Finally, not knowing what else to say, Ethan, whose throat had suddenly become dry as a desert, rasped, "Maybe?"

The other boy broke into a full smile then, and waggled his eyebrows up and down.

"Well, in that case, I'll be showering again tomorrow, same time. If you're interested, meet me right here at the sinks. By the way, I'm Carl. Nice to meet you!" Carl said.

"Uh,... um, I'm Ethan," Ethan said.

Carl grinned again, then reached down and patted Ethan on his towel-clad hip. Then he turned and hustled out the door, leaving a speechless Ethan staring after him.

After Carl was gone, Ethan entered the stall he'd been in. He snorted and smiled when he stepped into the shower stall and saw some jism on the tile wall yet. Naturally, his cock began to stiffen, so quickly he got the water running, and then went to work on himself, day dreaming about what Carl had been doing in the same space, just moments earlier, with the ginger boy.

Within a couple minutes, Ethan began silently, in case anyone else was in the bathroom, convulsing, and splattering his own jism against the tiles, so that it joined that of the other boys'. When he was done he felt greatly relieved.

Quickly Ethan rinsed the wall off, and washed and rinsed himself. He shut off the water then, and stepped into the little ante-chamber and towel dried.

As he was padding barefooted back to his room, his hair still wet, wearing only his towel, he was surprised to see Carl, now fully dressed, and carrying some books, leaving a room, just two doors down from his room.

When Carl saw him, he grinned and called, "Guess we're neighbors!"

Not knowing what else to do, Ethan just smiled and nodded, then quickly entered his room and shut the door.

For the rest of the day, and all evening, all Ethan could think about was Carl! He kept day dreaming about various things that Carl and the ginger boy might have been doing together in the shower stall. And, he couldn't get Carl's offer to join him the next afternoon out of his mind. He was so lost in thought over it all, that when Simon called that evening, he let the call go to voicemail. He couldn't face Simon, not even just over the phone. He was sure that if they did talk, Simon would be able to sense that something (besides his cock) was up. And he already felt guilty just for dwelling on what had happened earlier, not that anything had actually happened. Never-the-less, Ethan was feeling really guilty, just for the thoughts he was having about Carl and the other boy, and about Carl's offer to him. Eventually, after he'd thought still more about it, Ethan suddenly realized that the bulk of his guilt was stemming from the fact that he was actually considering, and even at times actually planning, on meeting Carl the next afternoon! He couldn't get the vision of Carl standing in front of him, naked, and still somewhat aroused, out of his brain. And every time that picture of him popped into Ethan's mind, Ethan's penis responded - stiffening completely in a matter of seconds. It was when this occurred, that Ethan was unable to consider NOT meeting Carl! Then, a moment later, as he looked up, he'd see his picture of the four of us, with Simon smiling happily at him, and he'd feel extremely guilty for betraying Simon by even thinking of meeting Carl. Instantly, he became determined not to meet Carl, and quickly his hardon would vanish. Finally, hoping to get his mind off things, he set about doing some of his homework. Within minutes, sometimes only seconds though, his thoughts returned to Carl, and he'd feel his penis burgeoning again. And so the vicious cycle continued, over and over, that evening, until eventually, utterly exhausted, Ethan fell asleep.

It was a disturbed sleep Ethan had that night. He tossed and turned all night, and kept waking up, often having experienced a nightmare where he and Carl were in the shower having sex, and Simon walked in on them! When he woke in the morning, Ethan was still exhausted.

"What the Hell were you dreaming all night?" his roommate asked. "All you did was toss and turn all night, groaning."

"Uh... I don't remember," Ethan said. "All I know is it wasn't good."

By then, it was getting late, and Ethan had to get to class. After using the bathroom, and brushing his teeth, he quickly got dressed, and combed his hair as best he could, then took off for his first class, eating a candy bar for breakfast.

All morning, class after class, Ethan couldn't concentrate. All he could think about was Carl! Again, one minute he'd start thinking about what he and Carl might do, and he'd stiffen up. Then, the next, Simon came to mind, and he felt awful, and his dick would wilt. It was as if he had the devil (Carl) on one shoulder, and an angel (Simon) on the other, and the two were battling over his soul!

Ethan was so distraught, he skipped lunch, as his juxtaposed thoughts continued!

Then, as he sat through his early afternoon class, he still thought only about what shortly was going to happen... or not! As it was the last class before he would return to his dorm, and his 'appointment' to meet Carl quickly approached, Ethan's stomach began doing back-flips as well.

Finally his classes for the day were over, and he headed back to his dorm. All the way there, his back and forth thoughts continued.

As he turned down the hallway his room was on though, in the distance, he saw Carl coming out of his room, wrapped in a towel. Instantly his cock sprang to life!

When Carl noticed Ethan approaching, Ethan saw him grin.

As they neared each other, Ethan could see a bulge pressing firmly against the towel Carl was wearing, and his own penis became fully hardened. His thoughts turned only to what might occur in the next few minutes between the two of them in the shower stall!

"Gonna join me then?" Carl asked softly, stopping when they were almost on top of one another. There was no reason for him to speak softly though, as the hallway was empty, save for the two of them.

Ethan stopped as well, and their eyes met. Each could see the desire in each other's eyes, and both began to feel their skin heating up. Ethan's cock was straining uncomfortably in his pants, and the top of Carl's was pressed firmly up against his towel.

In that moment, gazing up and down Carl's gorgeous body, Ethan became lost, and all thoughts, other than getting with Carl in the shower stall left his mind.

"Be there in a minute," he rasped, his throat dry.

Carl's lips slowly turned upward, and he broke into a lewd grin and waggled his eyebrows up and down.

"Hurry! I'm really horny!" Carl said.

With that, Carl moved on toward the bathroom. Quickly Ethan, who instantly felt the urge to vomit, bolted for his room.

The next chapter in this series will be published shortly...