Date: Thu, 28 Apr 2005 04:15:18 -0700 (PDT)
From: Thomas Gaige <togaige@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Abandoned Boy - Chapter 36
DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions
of sexual activities between men, teenage boys, and between men and
teenage boys. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this
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The Abandoned Boy
Chapter 36
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As Rob's birth mother drew closer to our table, she looked up at us. She
looked at each of us, then, her gaze came finally to rest just on Rob.
She stopped in her tracks and just stared straight at him. Her lips
began to tremble and she started blinking, as if she was fighting back
tears. As she looked at Rob, her nervousness faded into a look of
anguish, and tears started to run down her cheeks.
Suddenly, out of my peripheral vision I saw Rob jump up. Tears were
streaming from his eyes now too. He stepped toward her, stopping
directly in front of her.
As Sandy looked up at Rob, who was a few inches taller than She was, I
heard her whisper raspily, "Oh my God! You're so beautiful! You have to
believe me... I NEVER wanted to give you up!"
Her whole frame began to shake then, and she broke down sobbing. Rob's
body began to tremble too, and I realized that he too was weeping. As
they looked at each other, neither able to control their emotions, Rob
reached out and took his mother in his arms. Clutching him tightly to
her, she buried her face against his chest and wept, as he bent over her
shoulder, crying as well.
I heard some loud snuffling next to me, and turned to find, to my
surprise, that Howard Watkins had buried his face in his hands and was
crying as well. With equal surprise, I looked at Linda Watkins, and saw
that while she was teary-eyed, she wasn't giving into her emotions, and
was valiantly fighting back the urge to burst into tears. She did
however pick up her glass of wine, and down what was left in it, which
was about 3/4 of the glass, in one gulp.
"Just remember what Rob told you," I said softly, "You're ALWAYS going to
be his parents because you're the people who raised him!"
Howard looked up at me, wiping his eyes, and attempted a smile, and Linda
smiled the best she could and nodded, although it appeared to me that her
eyes watered a bit more.
After a minute, Rob and his birth mother both began to calm down and
recover from their initial emotional outbursts. Rob straightened up, but
didn't release Sandy, as she was still clinging to him.
"It's OK," I heard him whisper. "I understand, and I forgive you!"
Sandy's sobbing started in again in earnest and she squeezed Rob tightly
and wept again for a few moments.
Rob was beginning to feel better and had wiped his eyes with one hand. I
saw him turn red in the face, as he glanced around at the neighboring
tables and saw people staring at the two of them in wonder.
"Uh... sorry to disturb you folks," He said, quietly, turning a shade or
two redder. "This is my birth mother and it's the first time we've met
each other."
All around us people broke into smiles. Then someone began clapping, and
soon everyone in the room was clapping and smiling at Rob and Sandy.
The applause caused Sandy to lose track of her emotional thoughts. She
let go of Rob and wiping her eyes, and looked around at everyone who was
applauding them. She broke into a tearful smile then.
When the applause ended, she smiled meekly and said "Sorry about the
scene! I promise we'll try to be quieter now!"
People smiled and laughed or chuckled.
"C'mon Sandy. Come sit down," Rob said, tugging on Sandy's elbow and
pulling her to the empty chair between his and his mother's.
The two sat down then. Sandy excused herself a moment and took a tissue
from her purse and dried her eyes, then blew her nose. Amusingly, as she
saw Rob wiping his eyes with his hands, she reached into her purse and
withdrew another tissue.
"Here sweetie, use this" she said, handing him the tissue.
Rob grinned, but I saw a stricken look cross Linda's face. When Sandy
did that, it looked so automatic, that it looked like she had been Rob's
mother, taking care of him all her life. I knew Linda took it that way
too.
As the two of them wiped away their tears, the waitress came to see if we
needed to place another drink order. Linda surprised Howie and I by
ordering a double bourbon manhattan. Howie and I both ordered second
beers. Rob asked for another soda, and Sandy asked for a glass of
Merlot.
Once the waitress was gone, Sandy looked at Linda and Howie, and smiled
warmly at both of them. Rob jumped in and introduced them to each
other. Then he introduced her to me as well. She looked quizzically at
me, but smiled warmly. Then, she turned her attention back to Linda and
Howie and launched into a little speech that sounded rather well
rehearsed. It had the desired affect though, as it calmed both Linda and
Howie down immensely.
"I can't begin to tell you both how grateful I am that you're giving me
this chance to meet your son!" She said, smiling a little, and stressing
the words 'YOUR son'. "I know that you didn't have to allow it. And I
know I had no right to even ask to meet him. I know too that you're
probably very nervous that I'm going to try and take your son away. I'm
not. I understand fully that I gave up any rights to Rob, when I signed
the adoption papers before he was born. I promise you that I'm not going
to try and interfere in your lives at all, although I do hope that you'll
allow Rob and I to stay in touch with each other, and possibly visit each
other now and then, IF that's what HE wants of course as well. I didn't
want to give Rob up for adoption, but I was forced to. I wasn't old
enough to make the decision. My parents made it for me. Even though
that's the case, I realize that you are truly his parents. From what
I've heard from Rob so far, you've been great parents! I want to thank
you so much for taking care of him, and helping him to be the fine person
I know he is. In my mind I've always considered Rob my son. I know he's
YOUR son. But, I'm going to slip and refer to him as 'my son'
sometimes. I'm sorry when that happens. As you can guess, I'm a little
nervous yet, so things like that might slip out a little more often right
now. I apologize if that happens. You need to understand that even
though this is the first time I've seen him since he was born, and I
really know nothing about him, I still love him, as if he was truly my
son, and had been raised by me. I can't explain why that is. It's
probably because physically he's a part of me. Anyway, I'm rambling, so
I think I'll stop while I'm ahead. I think you know now what my feelings
are."
When Sandy was finished talking, Rob was alternately beaming at Sandy,
and looking hopefully, yet a bit nervously at his parents. Linda and
Howie both looked a little relieved, and Linda gave Sandy a little
smile. She too made a small, probably rehearsed speech then.
"Thank you for everything you just said," she began. "What you said is
true. We didn't have to allow Rob to meet you. That wouldn't have been
fair to him though, nor even to you. While it might have allowed my
husband and I to feel a little more secure at first, eventually, we
realize that if Rob wanted to meet you badly enough, he'd do it without
our blessing. More than just for our own comfort level though, Howie and
I only want Rob to be happy. If that means that we have to share him
with you, we'll do it. As long as he's happy, that's all that matters.
Rob has told us that we'll always be his parents, and that makes us very
happy. At the same time, we know he's very curious about you and the
rest of his birth relatives. Rob is a wonderful young man. We like to
think that some of that's due to the way we've brought him up, but we're
not arrogant enough to think that's all there is to it. We know that
other people, such as Mr. Winslow here, have had a huge impact on Rob's
life, and the young man he's become. We also realize that there's the
genetic factor as well. He must've been born with some of his
personality too. That would be due to you, and his birth father. My
husband and I tried for some time to have a baby after we were married,
and we were unable to. We finally decided to adopt. After waiting a
couple of years, we were given this wonderful boy!"
Linda smiled lovingly at Rob and stroked his cheek. Then she continued.
"I know it must've been the most difficult decision of your life to give
Rob up, but Howie and I know the reasons you did, and we think you did
the right thing. We've tried our best to give Rob the best upbringing we
could," she said, glancing ashamedly at me.
I smiled warmly and nodded at Linda.
Her smile broadened and she went on, "We wouldn't have been given such a
wonderful opportunity, if it wasn't for you Sandy. So we want to thank
you so much for giving us your baby, and allowing us to experience the
joys of parenthood! While we obviously don't want to give up our son
entirely, assuming it's what he wants, we're willing to share him with
you and your family."
Sandy's eyes had tears in them again, as she smiled gratefully at Linda,
then Howie.
Howie smiled nervously at Sandy and nodded his agreement with what his
wife had just said.
"I can't thank you enough!" Sandy said. "I know I don't deserve to be
treated this nicely after what I did!"
Linda was about to reply, but Rob interrupted.
"Yes you do!" he said. "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been
born! And you did the right thing giving me up if you couldn't take care
of me yourself. And when you did, you made it possible for my parents to
become parents. You did it all the best way you could, and I know it
hurt you a lot. You do so deserve to be treated well!"
Sandy's eyes brimmed with tears again, and she reached for another tissue
from her purse. Linda smiled proudly at her son, and even Howie gave him
a small friendly smile and an approving nod.
"You all have said that pretty much it's up to me how we handle this,"
Rob said then. "Well, first, I want everyone at this table to know that
no matter what, my parents will always be the people I consider my Mom
and Dad. I'm sorry if that hurts you Linda, but that's just the way it
is! It doesn't mean that I don't want to get to know you, and maybe even
come to consider you a 'second Mom'."
Before Linda had time to process what Rob had just said, he looked at her
and said, "Mom, you don't have to get nervous, you'll still be my number
one Mom! But... there's enough of me for everyone to share! I promise
if everyone just relaxes and stops being so nervous, that things'll be
fine. I want to have both my adoptive and birth families in my
life!"
All three of Rob's parents were smiling when he finished speaking, and
both his mothers reached over and gave his arm a squeeze or his cheek a
brush. Rob glanced over at me and I gave him a grin and a wink. He
grinned back at me.
The waitress arrived with our drink order then, and asked if we wanted to
place a food order. She waited a moment while we quickly glanced through
the menu and placed our orders. Rob surprised us by ordering the largest
cut Prime Rib. With that he ordered a side order of fried shrimp, a
baked potato, a dish of corn, the all you can eat salad bar.
"Damn! What made you so hungry?" I asked, as everyone looked at him a
little surprised.
"I spent the afternoon with Cody," he said, not thinking, and smiling a
little dreamily.
As we all looked at him questioningly, he realized that he'd just put his
foot in his mouth in a very awkward way. Without thinking, he'd
explained that he was so hungry because of all the action he and Cody had
had. He hadn't meant to let on that he and Cody were doing anything, and
hoped nobody else would understand. As I watched him a moment, he
glanced at me, and saw me wondering. He immediately turned red in the
face, and I realized what he'd meant. I grinned a little incredulously
at him, and he quickly buried his nose in the dessert menu.
"What does that have to do with anything?" Howie asked, obliviously. "I
thought he couldn't play ball or do physical things yet."
Turning redder still, Rob said, "well... I'm helping him try to get
walking better and doing things like that."
"That's so nice of you Robbie," Linda said, smiling, equally as oblivious
as her husband. "I'm sure he really appreciates it."
"Yeah," Howie said, smiling, but still looking at Rob a little strangely,
as he began to wonder if that's all that the boys were doing.
"Who's Cody?" Sandy asked then.
Rob told her the story about Cody, and his and Sean's accident, and how
he and Cody were becoming friends now, because they'd both been best
friends with Sean.
"That's very nice!" Sandy said.
* * *
Rob excused himself to go to the salad bar then. I followed him, as I
too had ordered it.
"You and Cody?" I asked, out the corner of my mouth as we stood
side-by-side filling our plates.
I glanced down at Rob, and he looked up at me. His face was turning
pink, and he looked a little nervous.
"It's OK, if that's what's going on," I said, smiling and winking.
"Really?" he asked.
"Sure!" I said. "So?"
"Uh... yeah, we um... we kind of like each other and well... you know!"
he said, blushing a little deeper.
"Cool!" I said grinning, as I scooped some cherry tomatoes up and dropped
them on my plate.
"Tomatoes?" I asked, scooping some more up.
"Uh, yeah, thanks." Rob said, and I dumped them on top of his salad.
"Don't tell anyone, OK?" Rob asked, quietly.
"Of course not. That's your business!" I said, smiling.
"Not even Si or Ethan or Tom, OK?" he said, looking at me hopeful that
I'd agree.
"Nobody'll hear it from me!" I said, chuckling.
"Thanks," he said, grinning.
"So, things are going OK with Sandy and my parents so far tonight,
right?" he asked, changing the subject.
"Swimmingly!" I said, grinning. "What you said to them both about there
being enough of you to share was perfect! Good job! C'mon, let's go
join them again."
We went back to the table then.
* * *
The rest of our dinner went much more smoothly. The Watkins shared
stories about Rob's childhood with Sandy, and Sandy told us about her,
and her family.
Although when she'd gotten pregnant with Rob, Sandy had been a young
teenager, addicted to cigarettes and marajuana, she'd cleaned her act up
during her pregnancy, and afterward never returned to smoking or drugs.
She and Rob's birth father, Joe Marx, broke up right after Rob was born.
He'd gone his way, and she her's.
Once Sandy graduated from High School, she got a job and put herself
through a two year degree at a community college. She was now a
bookkeeper for a group of doctors.
Rob looked a little dismayed as he learned what a large family Sandy
had. He had no idea he had so many relatives!
Sandy had married a man named Michael Thomas when she was still going to
college, and right after she graduated, at age 20, she had a baby girl,
Lindsay who was now 10, and two years later a son named Justin. A couple
years later, she and Mike divorced.
Currently Sandy was seeing a man named Daniel Gregerson, who was a couple
years older than she, who was also divorced. He had two daughters, but
didn't get to see them very often, as they lived a distance away.
Sandy, Lindsay, and Justin lived in the upstairs flat of a large two
family house, owned by Sandy's parents, Steve and Rebecca Hollingsworth,
who lived downstairs. Sandy's parents were both retired and took care of
the kids when they weren't in school, and Sandy was at work.
Sandy had a sister and a brother.
Her brother's name was Samuel. He was three years older than she. He
was married to a woman named Barbara. They had two children: a boy named
Jordan who was 3, and a girl named Brianna who was just a year old. They
lived about an hour west of Sandy's family.
Sandy's sister Stacy was 27 and single. She worked at a local TV
station, and had an apartment nearby.
When she was finished, Rob's eyes looked a little large and he said,
"Wow! You've got a BIG family!"
Sandy laughed and said that actually, it was just usually, her, the kids,
her parents and sometimes Dan. Occasionally, but not too often, Stacy
stopped in. Sam and his family didn't get home very often.
I noticed that Rob had started pushing a fried shrimp around his plate a
little, and I could tell he wanted to ask Sandy something, but wasn't
sure if he should.
"Go ahead and ask!" Sandy said, taking us both by surprise.
She had noticed Rob's indecision as well. She smiled as Rob looked at
her guiltily and tinged a little pink.
"It's OK. You can ask me anything," she said. "And, I can tell you want
to ask something."
"Um..." Rob began, hesitating for a moment before hurriedly spitting out
his question. "What about my birth father. Do you ever talk to him
yet?"
"I'm sorry, but no, I haven't seen Joe since we graduated high school. I
figured you'd want to know about him though, and I thought maybe he'd
like to know that you and I had connected. I have an old friend from
highg school who's in touch with a guy who used to be a friend of your
father's. She knows they're still in touch, so I asked her to get Joe a
message to call me. I haven't heard from him yet, but it's only been a
couple days. I expect you'd like to meet him if possible?" Sandy said.
Gulping and glancing guiltily at his parents he said hoarsely, "um...
yeah. If it's possible."
"It might be. He lives in Buffalo. That's not too far from where I
live. I don't want to make any promises for him though. Let me talk to
him and see what he says," Sandy said.
"OK," Rob said.
* * *
The rest of the meal progressed with Rob and his parents telling Sandy
more about Rob, and Sandy telling Rob more about herself and her family.
After dessert, things seemed a little awkward. It was obvious that
neither Rob nor Sandy wanted the meeting to end, and I could tell they
both had more they wanted to talk about, but for some reason were holding
back. It suddenly occurred to me that maybe they'd like a few minutes
alone, but neither could figure a way to tactfully say that in front of
Linda and Howie.
Finally, after a minute of awkward silence, I cleared my throat and said,
"I expect maybe you two might like to have a few minutes to talk
privately. Rob, how about you take Sandy for a little walk in the park
next door. I'll keep your parents company."
Rob grinned and his eyes lit up. I noticed Sandy smiled surreptitiously
as well.
"OK. C'mon Sandy!" Rob said, jumping up.
Sandy needed no further coaxing either. Before anyone could say anything
else, the two were on their way to the door.
"Well, I guess they both wanted a little 'private time'," Linda said,
looking at me a bit forlornly.
"I'm sure they did," I answered, smiling. "But it really doesn't change
anything. I think they both have a few things they want to say to each
other privately though, so that they're not embarrassed in front of you,
and so that you aren't hurt at all by what they say too."
"Do you think Rob really means it when he says we'll always be his
parents?" Howard asked.
"Yes! I can tell he likes Sandy and does want to get closer to her and
meet her family, and his birth father and his family, assuming he's
willing to meet Rob. But, I know that he's most comfortable at home with
you, and considers your home, his home, and you, his parents. You have
nothing to worry about!" I said.
Both of them looked a little relieved. The three of us ordered after
dinner drinks then, and visited a while, while we waited for Rob and
Sandy to return.
* * *
Outside the restaurant, Rob and Sandy walked over to the small park next
to the restaurant and found a quiet bench to sit on.
"So... I wanted to ask, but not in front of your parents - what was all
that you put in your first post on the bulletin board about problems with
your adoptive parents, and you needing a new home?" Sandy asked.
Rob felt his face turn crimson, as he blushed deeply.
"Oh... that..." he said, looking down at the ground.
"Yeah, that," Sandy said. "What was going on? You seem to be getting
along fine with them now."
"I am," Rob said, looking up at her. "I wasn't at the time though, but
it's over now. Greg fixed things for us. I kinda moved in with him for
a while, when things were pretty bad between us. That's why he's here
tonight. He's a really great guy. I figured if my parents freaked out
about anything, he'd be able to calm everyone down."
"I see. He does seem awfully nice! I'm glad he was there for you. I do
wish it had been me who was there for you, but... let's not go there
again. I know you understand," Sandy said. "But, Rob, what could have
been so bad that you couldn't stay at home. Did you leave because you
wanted to, or because they threw you out?"
Rob got embarrassed again, and didn't answer right away.
"They threw you out?" Sandy asked, incredulously, realizing when he
didn't reply that that had to be the answer to her question.
"Well, Mom didn't know what was going on, but Dad flipped out and told me
to get out when he found my -" Rob stopped short, realizing in horror
that he'd almost told his mother about his gay porn and dildo!
"It's OK Rob. You can tell me anything," Sandy said. "Remember, I've
gone through a lot too! I understand! I promise you, whatever you tell
me won't change my opinion of you!"
Rob looked at her, studying her closely for a minute. He really wanted
to tell her up front that he was gay, so that if she was going to react
badly about it, he wouldn't have the chance to get too close to her and
end up hurt, when she did eventually find out. On the other hand, he was
still afraid she'd walk out on him when she did find out, and he'd never
get a chance to know her or her family.
As Rob looked at her and thought, Sandy said, "C'mon, out with it. I
promise! It won't matter to me! What'd your father find that upset him
so?"
Rob looked at her for a moment longer, then finally, he thought to
himself "the hell with it. I can't hide it forever. Guess now's as good
a time as any to see what she thinks."
"He found a magazine of mine, that caused him to realize I'm gay!" Rob
blurted out, turning beet red. He decided she didn't need to know about
the dildo.
As soon as he'd said it, he hung his head, and looked back down at the
ground. He was a wreck, and tears began to well in his eyes. Sandy
didn't say anything at first, and he was sure she'd decided she didn't
want anything to do with him.
Sandy had been expecting Rob to admit he'd been using drugs and his
father had found a bag of pot or a bong or something. She was a little
surprised at his revelation.
"I see," she said finally, realizing Rob was getting upset. Thinking
quickly she wrapped her arm around Rob and said, "Please believe me when
I say that it really doesn't matter to me if you're straight or gay Rob.
All I want for you is for you to be happy! It doesn't matter to me if
you're gay - just as long as you're happy! I'm not happy you are gay.
But not for the reason you think. I'm not happy about it because I know
it's going to make things harder for you! A lot of people are coming to
accept gays now, but not everyone is, and I'll worry about your safety
and happiness because of this! But personally, I don't care at all Rob.
I love you. I love you for the person you are, not for the type of
person you choose to be intimate with! You can be open with me, and talk
to me about it, or about anything for that matter. As much as Linda and
Howie are your parent's, I'm your mother too, and I love you, and I
promise that now that we're in touch with each other again, I'll be there
for you whenever you want me or need me!"
Rob's lips were trembling as he looked up unbelievingly at his mother.
When he saw her smiling at him, he started sniffling and a couple tears
broke from his eyes, and ran down his cheeks. Still smiling, Sandy
leaned toward him and took him into her arms, and rocked him gently, as
he cried quietly for a moment on her shoulder.
When Rob calmed down, and the two parted, Rob smiled at her, and told her
the whole story about how Howie had thrown him out, and how he'd lived
with us. Then he related how after Sean died, his mother had found out
what had happened, and at the same time, Sean's death changed how his
father thought about things, and now he was home with them again, and
things were OK again.
"Well, I know you've said that you'll always consider them your parents,
but you need to know Rob, that if anything like this ever happens again,
of if for any reason you need somewhere to live, or just to crash for a
few days, you always have a home with me and my family! We are your
family now too!" Sandy said.
Grinning, Rob leaned into his mother and gave her another hug and thanked
her. The two talked a few minutes longer, until Rob noticed the time.
"Guess we'd better get back, before they come looking for us," Rob said
disappointedly.
"OK, Honey," Sandy said, and got up.
The two headed back to the restaurant then.
* * *
We'd paid the bill and were just walking out the front door of the
restaurant when Rob and Sandy returned from their walk.
"It's time to get going Robbie," Linda said. "Did you and Sandy finish
up what you wanted to talk about?"
"Yes, Mom," Rob said.
"I really do have to get going too," Sandy said. "It's a bit of a drive
home. I was wondering though if you all would like to come out to my
house one day this weekend, so Rob can meet the rest of the family?"
Rob's eyes lit up immediately, while Linda and Howie both looked slightly
agitated again.
"Can we?" Rob asked, looking hopefully at his parents.
"Do we have any plans?" Linda asked Howie.
He thought a moment and said, "not that I remember."
"I suppose we can do that then," Linda said, smiling resignedly at Rob.
Then she turned to Sandy and said "Thank you for your kind invitation
Sandy."
"Oh, you're very welcome! This is wonderful!" Sandy said. "Which day
would be better for you?"
"Saturday!" Rob said, excitedly.
Sandy smiled and looked at Linda and Howie.
"Is Saturday alright with you?" Linda asked.
"Yup, that'd be fine," Sandy said.
"OK, then we'll make it Saturday," Linda said.
Rob grinned happily.
"How about you Mr. Winslow?" Sandy asked, looking at me.
"Me?" I asked, confused.
"Would you like to come too? Is Saturday good for you?" Sandy asked.
"Please do come!" Linda interjected, as she and her husband both looked
at me hopefully.
"Please Greg?" Rob asked.
"Uh... well... um, sure, I guess. The guys'll both be working, I can
come I along for the ride I guess," I said.
"Great!" Rob cried, grinning again.
"Wonderful!" Sandy said, smiling.
She and Rob's parents all looked a little relieved that I'd agreed to
join them. Apparently they were both still a bit nervous about meeting
unchaperoned.
Sandy gave Howie instructions on how to get to her house. Then, we all
said good-bye. Linda and Howie went to their car then, and I to mine,
leaving Rob and Sandy to say good-bye to each other privately.
As I was pulling out of my parking place, I smiled as I glanced in my
rear-view mirror and saw Rob and his mother standing wrapped in each
other's arms. I waved to Linda and Howie, who both waved a little sadly
at me. Then, I took off.
* * *
Back at our apartment, Tom, Simon, and Ethan had finished eating supper.
Tom decided to watch some TV. Simon and Ethan excused themselves, saying
they had a bit of homework to finish, and slipped down the hallway to
Simon's room.
"Do you really have homework to do yet?" Ethan asked, looking curiously
at Simon.
"Just anatomy! I'm still having a problem understanding the male
genitalia, and I thought maybe I could get a little help from you with
that!" Simon replied, grinning devilishly, as he flipped on the stereo.
Rock'n'roll music filled the room.
"Most Certainly!" Ethan said a little louder, to be heard over the
volume. He grinned, as he felt his penis begin to stiffen.
Simon began to pull his T-shirt off then. Ethan quickly followed suit.
Within seconds, both boys were butt naked. They both grinned as they
turned to face each other and saw that they were each fully boned.
"Now do exactly what I do! THIS is a penis!" Ethan said, reaching over
and wrapping his hand around Simon's dick.
Grinning, Simon reached over and wrapped his hand around Ethan's hardon
too.
"These are your testicles!" Ethand said, cupping Simon's scrotum and
rolling his balls around gently in his hand.
Simon fondled Ethan's ball sack then too.
"This is your left nipple. It get's hard and pointy if someone sucks on
it!" Ethan said, and he leaned down and nibbled on Simon's left nipple,
as his hands continued manipulating Simon's cock and balls.
"Ohh!" Simon gasped, as Ethan bit down gently on the tip of his nipple.
Ethan stopped sucking Simon's nipple and straightened up again.
Immediately, Simon bent and started to suck on Ethan's left nipple.
Ethan's body shuddered and he gasped slightly as Simon nibbled on it a
moment.
A minute later, Simon straightened up. He was flushed and looked very
horny. Ethan was in a similar condition.
"Fuck the lesson, can we just get to sucking each other?" Simon asked,
thickly.
Ethan grinned and gently tugged on Simon's penis, pulling him toward the
bed.
"How about we '69'?" he suggested.
"'K," Simon said, smiling.
The two boys laid down on Simon's bed. Simon laid on his left side
facing the head of the bed, and Ethan laid on his left side, facing the
foot of the bed. They moved close to each other, then each reached for
the other's penis and directed it into their mouth.
"Mmmmmmmm..." they both moaned happily, as they each began sliding their
hot, wet mouths up and down the other's engorged members.
* * *
Out in the living room, Tom hadn't found anything good to watch on TV.
He flipped channels for a while, checking to see if anything was worth
watching. Finally, he flipped to HBO, and started looking at the listing
of movies coming on.
"Oh yeah!" he said, grinning a minute later, when he saw that a movie we
all had wanted to see was coming on in a few minutes.
Tom got up and walked down the hallway toward Simon's room to see if he
and Ethan would like to watch the movie with him.
"Damn, they gotta turn down the volume on that thing," Tom thought as he
approached Simon's room. "I'm surprised no one's called to complain!"
Simon's door was closed, so Tom knocked. He got no answer.
Inside Simon's room, the two boys had changed positions, after sucking on
each other's dicks for a while. They were still entwined in a '69', but
now Simon was lying underneath Ethan, and both boys were craning their
necks licking deftly at each other's assholes. Through the loud music,
they didn't hear Tom's knock.
Tom knocked again. Still no answer.
"They really have to turn that down," he said, to himself.
Tom reached down, grabbed the door knob, twisted it, and pushed the door
open. As the door opened, Tom's eyes got huge and he froze when he saw
the two boys pleasuring each other on Simon's bed.
"Oh my G..." Tom said, as he stared in shock as Simon grunted as Ethan's
tongue slid through his anus.
Tom was so surprised that he just stood staring at the boys, who were
oblivious to his presence.
Ethan started to fuck Simon up the ass with his tongue. At the same
time, he reached between Simon's legs and began pumping his hard dick.
Simon mimicked Ethan's movements and soon he was doing the same to
Ethan. Both boys were completely lost in their mutual pleasure, and
neither noticed Tom standing in the open doorway gawking at them.
As Tom stood staring at the boys, as they tongue-fucked and masturbated
each other, his hand went automatically to his crotch, and he began
massaging his dick, which had become hard within seconds of his walking
in on the boys.
For a couple minutes, the boys continued pleasuring each other, and Tom
watched, kneading his own cock, through his pants.
Soon, Ethan felt his orgasm beginning to build. Figuring Simon would
probably be experiencing the same sensation soon, he pulled his mouth
from Simon's asshole. Simon automatically lowered his hips, spreading
his legs, and Ethan went down on his cock again. Simon stopped rimming
Ethan as well and started sucking Ethan's cock too. He reached for
Ethan's ass and began massaging his hole. A moment later, his index
finger disappeared into Ethan's rectum. A moment later, his middle
finger slid up inside Ethan as well, and he began fucking Ethan with his
fingers. Moaning with pleasure, Ethan reached for Simon's asshole then,
and began finger-fucking him as well. Moaning occasionally, both boys
fell into a rhythym together, sucking and finger-fucking each other.
Shortly, both of them began to feel their orgasms building again.
Kneading his crotch and watching the boys making love so passionately to
each other with their mouths and hands, Tom soon discovered that his dick
was hard as ever, and it was bent uncomfortably, pointing down his left
leg in his jeans though. He reached into his pants, sliding his hand
down his leg, and tried to adjust it, but his dick was too long, and got
stuck. Quickly, he unbuttoned the button on his jeans and unzipped his
fly. Then he pulled his pants down slightly, and released his penis.
Pre-cum was leaking from his piss slit. Unable to focus on anything but
the two boys who were having sex on the bed in front of him, rather than
pulling his pants back up, Tom wrapped his hand around his cock and began
masturbating.
"MMMMMmmmm!!!!" Ethan groaned a moment later, as his body tensed slightly
and he fired a load of hot semen into Simon's mouth.
The taste of Ethan's cum filling his mouth was all it took to excite
Simon to the point of orgasm, and he too groaned and shot a load of jism
into Ethan's mouth.
Tom's hand began flying up and down his dick, and his mouth opened to
allow him to breath more easily, as his eyes stayed fixed on the boys
who, were both in the throes of orgasm.
Both boys spasmed several times each, moaning or grunting passionately,
each time they filled the other's mouth with their love juice. Tom stood
in the doorway, continuing to masturbate as he watched their passion
exploding.
A minute later, just as their orgasms were ending, the song playing on
the stereo came to an end. In the moment of silence that followed, both
boys became aware of the soft slapping sound, and the sound of heavy
breathing that was coming from the direction of the door. At the same
time they both looked up and saw Tom, standing watching them,
masturbating. They both looked horrified when they saw him.
Tom, who had almost reached his climax, looked horrified too, and stopped
jerking off.
The three stared at each other for a moment, nobody knowing what to do.
With his had still wrapped around his cock, Tom looked mortified and
turned scarlet. He quickly tried to start putting his dick away.
At the same time, a smile began to cross Ethan's face. He looked back at
Simon and saw that he too was smiling. He poked him, and motioned with
his head toward Tom. Simon nodded. The two boys crawled out of each
other's embrace, and got off the bed.
"Not so fast Tom!" Ethan said.
Tom stopped. His face was beet red now, and he looked mortified.
"I-I'm s-sorry guys. I knocked but you didn't hear me, and then when I
opened the..." Tom said, his voice trailing off.
"It's OK," Ethan says, smiling benevolently at Tom.
Simon smiled too. The boys glanced back and forth between Tom and each
other a couple times, as if they were communicating telepathically.
Suddenly, Tom's eyes got huge as Ethan reached down and gently removed
his hand from his genitals.
"Wh-what..." he started to ask.
With a wanton look in his eyes, Ethan looked directly into Tom's eyes.
As he searched the depths of Tom's soul with his eyes, he smiled
slightly, reached down, and wrapped his hand around Tom's now almost
completely limp member.
"We want to help you with this," Ethan said, softly, as he began gently
squeezing and fondling Tom's penis.
Tom's eyes stretched open wider than ever, as he felt his dick suddenly
and rapidly begin filling with blood again.
Simon reached down and started rubbing Tom's ass then.
"No!" Tom cried, desperately. "W-we c-can't!"
"We've waited long enough to be with you this way, and You know you want
it as much as we do!" Ethan said, hoarsely.
He leaned into Tom then, and kissed him gently on the lips. Although
Ethan had only given Tom a couple wanks, Tom's dick was fully hard again
already, and it was beginning to leak cum again.
"This is wrong!" Tom protested.
Tom's mind was spinning rapidly out of control. He knew what the boys
were doing to him was wrong, and that he should stop them. But, it felt
so awesome, he couldn't bring himself to push them off of him. He knew
Ethan was right. He wanted them to keep going just as much as, if not
more, than they seemed to want to pleasure him.
"Nobody ever has to know this happened!" Ethan said.
The boys never gave Tom a chance to protest again. Simon stepped behind
Tom, squatted, and pulled his jeans and briefs all the way down to the
floor. At the same time, Ethan knelt in front of him and engulfed his
oozing rock-hard penis, with his hot, wet mouth. And, as soon as Simon
had exposed Tom's bubble butt, he smiled and started kneading his hairy
cheeks, and kissing and licking along the outside of the groove between
them.
"OHHHHhhhh!" Tom cried out, a look of ecstasy crossing his face, as Simon
parted his ass cheeks and licked deeply from the base of his ass crack,
all the way up to the top.
"Ohhhhhhh...." Tom exclaimed again as Simon buried his face between his
buttocks and started deftly tonguing his hole, while Ethan began
pistoning up and down his rod.
* * *
Nobody heard the front door open a minute later, as I came home. Buddy
happily scampered over to me.
"Where is everyone Buddy?" I asked, reaching down to scratch him behind
the ears, wondering why Tom was letting Simon play his stereo so loudly.
Just then over the music, I heard Tom cry out, "I'm gonna cum!"
Shocked, I quickly straightened up and walked swiftly down to Simon's
room at the end of the hallway.
"OH MY GOD!" Tom cried in ecstasy, just as I looked into Simon's
bedroom.
I froze in abject horror, as I watched my boyfriend pumping my foster
son's boyfriend's mouth full of cum, while my foster son ate my
boyfriend's ass out! As Tom was shooting his load, Foreigner's "Feels
Like the First Time" was appropriately blaring from Simon's stereo
speakers.
I was so shocked I couldn't speak or move. As I stood motionless, Ethan
continued pumping his mouth up and down Tom's dick, swallowing every drop
of semen Tom ejaculated every second or two, for the next several
seconds. Tom moaned or grunted passionately with each spasm of his
orgasm. And, Simon had his face so buried between Tom's ass cheeks, I
wasn't sure if he'd literally pushed his whole face up Tom's ass.
After a couple seconds, as Tom's orgasm began to wane, the initial shock
I felt began to wear off. I got angry then. Angry at Tom, for having
sex with the boys. Angry at the boys for having sex with Tom. But,
mostly, angry at myself, because what I was watching was so hot, I had
instantly become stiff as a board!
As Tom's orgasm ended, Simon backed off his ass, and Ethan slowed his
stroke down, sliding his mouth up and down Tom's dick a couple extra
times to clean and dry him off. I reached for the volume button on the
stereo and pushed it all the way down.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" I yelled angrily, causing all three of
them to jump.
Ethan leaned right and stared past Tom and Simon at me, and Simon and Tom
both spun around facing me. All three of them looked terrified, as I
glared at them...
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The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.