Date: Mon, 15 Mar 2004 20:43:00 -0800 (PST)
From: Thomas Gaige <togaige@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Abandoned Boy - Chapter 13

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of sexual activities between men, teenage boys, and between men and
teenage boys. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this
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			     The Abandoned Boy

				Chapter 13

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A few days after I became Simon's legal guardian, he turned 16. Tom,
Ethan, and I took him out to dinner to celebrate. We went to a steak and
seafood place, which instantly became his favorite restaurant. We all
ordered the same meal - surf & turf (prime ribs and lobster tails). It
was the first time Simon had eaten lobster. He loved it. He got a
little embarrassed when all the waiters and waitresses gathered around
him and sang 'Happy Birthday' to him! We all chuckled though. I got
Simon an X-Box for his birthday present, and Ethan and Tom bought him
some games for it. After we got home from the restaurant, we hooked it
up to the TV in his room, and didn't see him or Ethan again for hours.

 * * *

A couple days after Simon's birthday, Simon and I had an appointment with
the doctor to get all the preliminary results of his STD and HIV tests,
and to have the second set of tests administered. A second set of tests
was necessary because the first set had been administered just days after
his last sexual encounter. Normally one needs to wait at least 3 weeks
from their last sexual encounter, before being tested. My doctor is the
conservative type though, and decided to test him right away, and again
after the three week waiting period. He'd also told us that Simon would
have to have one more HIV test once 3 months had gone by, as there's a 3
month waiting period before you can trust those test results.

As the day of the appointment drew nearer, Simon became more and more
nervous. I wasn't able to calm him down, and neither was Ethan. He was
terrified that the test results would be bad. He was especially
frightened of the HIV test results. On top of that, he really didn't
want to have the doctor stick the swab up his urethra again, after the
way his penis had hurt him for several hours after his last test. The
last two nights before his appointment, Simon woke up with nightmares and
ended up crawling into bed with me.

Finally, the day of the appointment arrived. Simon was a wreck. His
appointment was at 4:00. Simon sat around after school, stewing until it
was time to go. I'd hoped Ethan would be around to keep Simon's mind off
things, but he apparently had other things to do, as he didn't come by.

Thankfully, the time came for us to leave, and the doctor was on time
when we got there. First, he gave Simon the good news that his test
results indicated he hadn't contracted any sexually transmitted diseases,
at least up to the point three weeks prior to the test. As he was still
symptom-free, the doctor was confident the follow-up test results would
agree.

Further, Simon was HIV negative! Simon was so relieved that he got tears
in his eyes when the doctor told him this. The doctor said this was
great news, but that Simon still needed to be retested again now for that
as well, and then he'd have to have one last test to completely confirm
the results in two months.

The doctor got out the kit to do the STD test then. I watched Simon and
noticed that he'd begun trembling. The doctor noticed too, and asked
why. Simon told him he hated the part where he stuck the swab up his
penis. He told the doctor that his urethra had bothered him the whole
night the time before. The doctor smiled and told him he'd be as gentle
as possible, but that it was necessary. Then he performed all the same
tests on Simon as he had the last time. Simon winced quite noticeably
and looked miserably at me when the swab was inserted into his urethra
again.

As we left, we scheduled an appointment to get the results of this set of
tests for a week later, and another for the last HIV test for two months
later. Then, we went home.

Simon didn't have to call Ethan when we got home. He was sitting outside
our apartment door, waiting for us when we arrived. When we got inside,
Simon told Ethan the results, and Ethan was ecstatic. He grabbed Simon
and hugged him.

Ruefully, Simon told Ethan then that he'd been retested again and the
doctor had stuffed the swab up his penis again, and how it had hurt, and
how his dick was bothering him again.

"I know how you're feeling," Ethan said.

"What do you mean?" Simon asked, furrowing his brow.

Ethan told us then that he'd decided that if Simon had to go through the
testing, that he should too. He didn't want to tell his mother though,
so he couldn't use his own doctor. He'd heard about the free clinic they
have at the county health office, so he'd called and found out that he
could walk in anytime they had hours and be tested for free,
anonymously. Ethan checked and found out that they had hours today, so
he decided that if Simon was being tested today, he would be too. While
we were at the doctor's office, he had gone and been tested.

"And the doctor stuck the swab up my dick too. Fuck that hurt!" he said,
and he cupped and gently squeezed his crotch.

"You got tested too? Why? If it turns out I'm OK, then you should be
too," Simon said.

"Because I didn't want you to be going through this alone. And, besides,
if you came up clean, I'd want to know for sure that I was too. Then,
we'd both be able to do anything we wanted to," Ethan said.

It was Simon's turn to grab and hug Ethan this time.

After the boys broke away from each other, I told them I thought they
were both being very responsible and very brave. They both grinned at
me. I reminded them though that they both still needed to continue to
abstain from having sex until Simon's final HIV test results came back in
a couple months. They both said they would.

"If we're both OK then, is it OK if we do whatever we want to afterward?"
Simon asked me.

"As long as you're both 'clean' and whatever it is you want to do is
safe," I said.

"That's what I mean," Simon said. "As long as it's just me and Ethan,
can we do whatever we want? And can we do it without condoms?"

"As long as a person is certain that they, and the other person they're
having sex with are both 'clean', it's OK for them to do whatever they
want to, and they don't need condoms." I said.

"I know that," Simon said, smiling. "What I mean is, will it be alright
WITH YOU if Ethan and I do anything we want?"

I looked at the boys, who both were looking at me hopefully. I smiled
and said, "As long as you both promise not to have sex with anyone else,
and neither of you tries to make the other do something they don't want
to do, and you're kind, understanding, and loving with one another, then
I don't have a problem with you doing whatever pleases you. As long as
you wait until you're both given clean bills of health."

Both of them grinned at me then. Simon got up and hugged me. Ethan
joined him, and the three of us shared a sustained group hug. Afterward,
they both thanked me, then went to Simon's room to game a little.

I made macaroni & cheese for our supper, which we enjoyed. Afterward we
watched a movie together, since both Simon and Ethan were still
experiencing some discomfort with their penises, and neither of them felt
that jerking off would be a good idea.

Ethan left after the movie, and we both went to bed early.

 * * *

A week later, Simon was again on pins and needles about going to the
doctor to get his test results. Ethan too was nervous about going to get
his. Both boys had appointments for the same day, although Ethan's
appointment was right after school, and Simon's was an hour later. I
suggested that Simon and I drive Ethan to his appointment, and then he
could accompany us to Simon's. Both boys thought this sounded good.

That day after school, I drove the three of us to the county health
offices. When we got there, Ethan looked at me, and I could see he was
scared to go inside.

"Want me to come with you?" I asked, smiling at him.

He hesitated a minute, but then said, "Would you please?"

I smiled and said "Sure, c'mon. Simon, I'm sorry, but I don't think
they'll let you come in with us, would you please wait here in the car?"

Simon said he would.

Ethan and I got out and headed for the building together. As we walked
toward the front door, I could see Ethan was really nervous, so I reached
over and draped my arm around his shoulders. Ethan drew up close to me
as we walked in together.

"It'll be fine," I said.

The nurse looked at us as we walked up to the desk together, and raised
her eyebrows.

"Is it OK if my Dad comes in with me?" Ethan asked.

The nurse looked at him. Then she looked at me.

"Except for the height difference, it's easy to see you're father and
son," she said. "Yeah honey, I s'pose he can go in with you, although we
don't usually have this happen here. Sit over there, and we'll call you
in a coupl'a minutes."

Ethan and I sat down in the waiting area.

"Dad huh?" I mumbled.

"Well, you're the closest person to a real Dad that I have," he said
quietly.

I smiled and put my arm around his shoulders and hugged him again.

"Do we really look alike?" he said, looking at me.

I looked at Ethan, and studied his face. He was studying mine at the
same time. We both ended up grinning stupidly at each other.

"I suppose there's a little resemblance. Mostly the hair. But
otherwise... I have an idea she was being sarcastic. I expect she thinks
we're lovers!" I said.

"NO!" Ethan said, his eyes expanding.

I chuckled and said, "Well other than our hair, we don't look that much
alike!"

Yeah, we do both have great hair. Too bad. It'd be cool to look more
like you," Ethan said absently.

I looked at him. Then he realized what he'd said, and blushed a little.

"What? You're a great looking guy," he said finally.

"Number F20439" The nurse called loudly.

Ethan practically leaped out of his chair. Then he referred to a number
on a slip of paper he pulled out of his pocket.

"Not yet," he said, sitting back down.

"Stop being so nervous, you're gonna be fine," I said.

"Number F20732" The nurse called out.

"That's us!" Ethan said, gulping and looking at me nervously.

We stood up, and I followed Ethan, as he followed the nurse down the
hallway. We were left together in a small examination room. Ethan paced
back and forth around the exam table, while I sat in the corner watching
him.

"You know, you're a good looking guy yourself. No reason you need to
look like anybody else," I said, continuing our previous conversation.

Ethan grinned at me and said, "Yeah, right! I'm a virtual Greek God!"

Before I could answer, a woman doctor came in. Ethan looked surprised.
She introduced herself, and asked Ethan if he'd had any problems since he
was tested. He told her he hadn't. Then shyly he added, "Except the
inside of my penis hurt a lot the night after I had the test. It was
because of how the doctor shoved that swab up inside it."

"I'd best look at that then," she said, as Ethan looked at me in shock.

From behind the doctor's back, I smirked at Ethan, as he looked at me
miserably, and began to blush.

"Your father can wait outside, if you'd rather he not be here while I
examine you," she said.

I almost burst out laughing at that.

"N-no, that's OK," Ethan said.

"OK. Well, drop your pants then, and let me see your penis," she said.

Poor Ethan turned crimson, but loosened his jeans and pulled them down to
his knees, then he lowered his boxers as well, exposing his genitals.

The doctor pulled on a pair of latex gloves and reached for Ethan's
penis. Boldly, she took it in one hand and leaned over and peered
closely at it, while using the other hand to pull the tip of his urethra
open wide. I'd never seen Ethan look so embarrassed. Of course, I was
standing behind the doctor, and wasn't helping matters at all, as it was
all I could do to not start laughing. The doctor kept playing with
Ethan's penis, and at one point, I noticed she'd cupped his scrotum and
appeared to be examining the underside of Ethan's penis. Even though he
was gay, and the doctor was a woman, the poor boy started getting an
erection. He looked mortified. I felt sorry for him then. The doctor
just kept on feeling and looking at his penis. Finally, I cleared my
throat rather pointedly. The doctor straightened up a few seconds later
and let go of Ethan's now fully erect penis.

"I can't see a problem, but I think maybe we'd best swab it again to see
if possibly there's any sign of infection," she said.

Ethan gave me a horrified look. At least her comment caused him to
forget everything else. It scared him, and his hardon quickly began to
wither again.

"I don't think that's necessary," I said. "The problem originally
occurred due to the swabbing he'd received. It lasted for the evening,
and by morning, it was gone. My son's not here to be treated or examined
further. He's just here to get his test results."

"Oh!" the doctor said, "I see. Well, if the problem occurs again, you
can always come back, or speak with your family doctor. Why don't you
get dressed again then."

She looked back at Ethan's penis, and stared at it as he quickly pulled
his boxers up over it. Then, as Ethan pulled his jeans up, she opened a
file folder up and read what was in it. She asked Ethan for his slip of
paper, which she took and compared to the papers in her file. Then she
looked at Ethan and told him that he didn't have any STDs, and that he
was HIV negative. Ethan stared at her a moment.

"I'm clean then?" he asked.

"Yes," she said, smiling.

Ethan looked at me, and a huge grin spread over his face. I walked over
to Ethan and hugged him then, and he hugged me back. I heard a little
gasp escape from him, and felt him shuddering a little and realized he
was crying. I held him firmly in my arms until I felt him loosening his
grip. He stood back then, wiping his eyes, and grinning at me.

"I'm very happy for you son!" I said.

"Thanks Dad!" he said, winking at me, "and thank you doctor."

The doctor smiled and said, "always glad to give someone some good news.
You're all set now. But if your penis gives you anymore problems, don't
hesitate to come back and see me. I specialize in fixing penises."

It was all either of us could do to say thank you and get out of the
examination room before we burst out laughing after her final remark. We
both managed to hold it in until we got to the parking lot. Then we
stopped outside the door and both burst into hysterics.

"Can you believe her?" Ethan asked, roaring with laughter.

"She sure liked your Johnson Eeth!" I said, wiping tears of laughter from
my eyes.

"She played with it so much I got hard!" he said, indignantly. "That's a
first - a woman getting me hard!"

"I thought for sure she was gonna go down on you, telling us she had to
see if it tasted OK!" I said, practically choking, I was laughing so
hard.

We stood there laughing a couple more minutes, then finally pulled
ourselves together and headed for the car. We were both still chuckling
when we got to it.

 * * *

"Good news?" Simon asked, smiling, when he saw us laughing.

"Yeah!" Ethan exclaimed, grinning, "I'm Clean! Just don't let your
doctor know the swab hurt your penis the last time!"

We both started roaring again, while poor Simon looked back and forth
between us, wondering what the hell was so funny. Finally, we calmed
down and told him what had happened. Simon got hysterical laughing then
too, especially when he heard that she'd gotten Ethan hard! He was
horrified though when he heard she was going to swab Ethan again.

"You're always coming to the doctor with me Greg!" Simon said, when Ethan
told him how I'd told the doctor he didn't need to be re-swabbed.

I chuckled and told him I'd accompany him to doctor appointments whenever
he wanted me to. Ethan looked at his watch then and told us we'd best
get going, or we'd be late to Simon's doctor.

As I drove off, Simon congratulated Ethan on "being clean". Ethan
grinned at Simon and told him he couldn't wait to say the same thing back
to him. Simon started getting nervous again then.

Simon needn't have worried. While Ethan waited in the car for us this
time, Simon and I were being given the good news that Simon's tests were
all negative again. He told Simon that he expected he would test
negative for HIV again in a couple months, but that they always retested
after three months. He asked Simon how his penis had felt after the
second swabbing. Simon told him it had felt just as bad as the first
time, but that he wasn't about to let anyone examine it again! I
chuckled when he protectively held his hand over his crotch. The doctor
smiled and apologized for hurting him again, but told him he didn't have
to see it again, as long as the discomfort had gone away by the next
day. We thanked the doctor and left then.

Simon and Ethan had a joyous celebration together in the backseat as I
drove us back to the high school, so Ethan could pick up his car. I
don't think their lips parted at all until I pulled into the student
parking lot.

"Glad you decided to come up for air," I said snickering.

They both grinned at me.

"You coming home for supper?" Simon asked Ethan.

"Wouldn't miss it," Ethan said, "Ride with me?"

"'K," Simon said, happily climbing out of the car.

"No making out while you're driving," I said.

"Do you mind if we stop by my place for a couple minutes?" Ethan asked.

"Fine with me. Be home by 6:00 for supper," I said.

The boys grinned at me, and got into Ethan's car. I waited till he'd
started his engine, then I left and headed home.

 * * *

Tom arrived at our apartment a few minutes after I did. He followed me
back into the kitchen, where I'd started working on our supper.

"How'd it go?" he asked.

"Great! Both boys are 'clean'!" I said.

Tom grinned and said "That's the best news!"

"Yeah, they were both really happy too!" I said.

"I'm going to go talk to them a minute," he said.

"Gonna be a long walk. They stopped over at Ethan's for a few minutes,"
I said.

"OH!" Tom said, sounding disappointed. Then a couple seconds later, his
frown turned into a big grin.

He stepped closer to me, and reached down and cupped my crotch in his
hand and gently squeezed it. My dick's reaction was instantaneous. It
immediately began to stiffen.

"Do we have time for a quickie?" Tom asked.

"I don't know," I said.

"Let's try," Tom said, and he immediately began unbuckling his belt.

Within a few seconds we were both standing fondling each other, naked
from the waist down, our jeans and briefs shoved down to our ankles. Tom
kissed me. Then he squatted and began sucking on my cock. He sucked on
me for a minute or two, while I leaned back against the counter, enjoying
his ministrations.

After he'd been sucking on me for a minute or so, I ran my hand through
his hair and said "Hey, give me a chance to do you too!"

Tom pulled off my cock, and grinned up at me. Then he stood up, and it
was my turn to squat in front of him. His cock was pointing out stiffly,
straight in front of him, and the tip of it was moist with pre-cum. I
licked the moistness from Tom's piss slit, savoring the salty-sweet
flavor. Then I plunged my mouth down over his hot, throbbing member, and
began sucking up and down on him. I cupped his balls in one hand and
reached behind him with the other and rubbed his ass, as I sucked up and
down his shaft. After only a few seconds, Tom began moaning, and gently
humping in and out of my mouth. I could tell he wasn't going to last
long. He placed both his hands behind my head, and gently began fucking
my mouth. Within a minute, he suddenly tensed up, gasped, and I felt a
gush of fluid fill the back of my mouth. I swallowed quickly and
continued sucking on Tom's hard cock, as he repeatedly gasped and moaned,
and tensed up, then relaxed, each time filling my mouth with his
delicious nectar. Eventually, his spasms ended, and he dropped his hands
from my head. I let go of his balls and sucked up and down his dick for
a few seconds longer, until his last few drops of sperm oozed into my
mouth. Then I licked him clean and dry and stood up, smiling at him, as
he grinned at me.

"God that was nice!" he said.

Then he dropped back down into a squatting position, and immediately
began sucking on my hardon again. As his head bobbed up and down on my
shaft, I ran my hands through his hair, massaging his scalp as he made
love to my penis. Tom reached through my legs and squeezed my ass, then
I felt his middle finger snake between my cheeks, and press upward until
it made contact with my asshole, which he then began to massage. It
didn't take long before I felt my orgasm building and as Tom sucked on my
cock and rubbed my hole, I began to tremble. As my orgasm began to
build, Tom expertly slowed down slightly, so that I hovered on the brink
of my orgasm, without quite going over the edge. This caused all my
feelings to intensify. Then suddenly, he began sucking on my cock,
harder than ever, and I felt his finger beginning to press against my
asshole. As Tom gave a gentle shove, and his finger invaded my rectum, I
suddenly exploded, and groaning I filled his mouth with my love juice.
My legs felt like they were going to give out, as I stood shaking and
spasming, and pumping my cum down my lover's throat. Tom sucked and
swallowed and massaged me until I was through cumming, then he slowly
continued, as I had done for him, waiting for the remnants of my
ejaculate to seep into his mouth. He was rewarded with just that a few
seconds later. Then he too, licked me clean and dry.

As Tom stood up, we heard the front door shut. We both quickly reached
down and pulled our briefs and jeans up and began dressing.

"OH! uh..... What are you doing?" Simon asked as he and Ethan walked
into the kitchen...

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The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.