Date: Mon, 29 Mar 2010 20:11:38 -0700 (PDT)
From: Thomas Gaige <togaige@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Abandoned Boy - Chapter 48

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			     The Abandoned Boy

				Chapter 48



As you'll recall a couple of chapters back we left off with Tom, the boys
and myself returning home after our camping trip at Quabbin Resevoir.  For
the first couple of hours after our return, we were busy unpacking and
doing laundry.  There wasn't any time to think about what lay ahead, and we
were all still feeling the natural high from all the excitement of the
trip.

Of course, Tom and I both had piles of snail mail, and we each had a bunch
of unopened e-mails in our e-mail in-boxes as well, so for a while, once
we'd taken care of our other chores, while Buddy flopped down to return to
working on a rawhide bone he'd started gnawing on before we left, but had
left home while we were away, we all sat around the living room with our
lap tops going through all our messages.

Although he didn't share the contents of them, Simon was thrilled when he
found a couple of e-mails from the boys they'd met and fooled around with
on the island.  I noticed Ethan wasn't quite as happy as Simon was when
Simon mentioned them though.  Simon was also happy to find one from the
other boys they'd met at the campground too.  Ethan didn't seem bothered by
that one.

Tom happily read one of his e-mails to us.  It was from Liz and Bren, who
told all about their adventures packing up for their move, which was
quickly approaching.  I could tell he was really excited that his sister
would be living nearby.

I became a little curious when I found an e-mail from Rob.  In it he didn't
sound quite like his usual self.  His tone was too serious.  He gave no
other indication that anything might be wrong though.  But, in it he asked
if I had time to get together with him for a while.  He said he needed to
talk with me about a few things.  Sensing he might be having a problem, I
quickly replied that I'd make some time for him in the next couple days and
asked his availability.

As Ethan read through his e-mails, the smile he had worn since our return
faded, and he seemed to become serious.  At one point I caught him looking
over at Tom and I, as if he wanted to say something, but when I looked back
at him, he quickly looked back down at his computer.  I wondered what was
up, but decided to wait and see if he mentioned anything later on.

"Well!  That was a short vacation!" Simon declared, as he snapped his
laptop shut suddenly, startling us, and causing us all, including Buddy, to
look up at him.

"What'a'ya mean?" Ethan asked, looking quizically at him.

"I gotta work tomorrow already!" Simon said in a disgusted tone.  "I got an
e-mail here telling me the schedule's changed from how it was before we
left."

"You're not scheduled for anything before noon are you?" I asked, sharply.
"You remember you start Driver's Ed in the morning tomorrow too!"

"No.  All my start times aren't til 3:00," Simon said.  "And I remember my
Driver's Ed.  Just I didn't want such a full schedule right away after
getting back!"

Ethan smiled and said, "Well, don't feel bad, I gotta get back to work too
tomorrow."

"What?" Tom cried, his head snapping in Ethan's direction.  "I thought you
were done for the summer.  You've only got a couple weeks before you leave
for school!"

Ethan's smile quickly dissipated, and he said, "Well, that was the plan,
but they talked me into staying right up til I go."

"Why'd you change your mind?" Tom asked.

"Funny little thing called Money!" Ethan said, in a somewhat sarcastic
tone, but then he sighed and in a resigned tone added "I figured I could
use as much of it as I could save up!"

"Well," Simon said, sadly, "I guess it doesn't matter too much since I'm
going to be busy so much anyway."

As Tom and I looked at the boys I could see that neither of them seemed
happy at all anymore.

"You nervous about college?" Tom asked, suddenly changing the subject.

Simon's frown increased even more as he looked quickly over at Ethan, whose
face darkened slightly.

"No, it's not that," he said, hedging a little.

"Well?" Tom prodded.

Ethan looked annoyed when he looked up at him, but after a moment, his face
relaxed and he sighed.

"Well," he said.  "It's just, when school got out, it seemed like September
and college was so far off, and well, now here it is, just two weeks til I
leave, and now it all seems to be going too fast.  Wh-what if I don't like
it?  Or, what if I can't hack the work?"

As Ethan spoke and we all watched him, I was also watching Simon.  At
first, he looked upset, but as Ethan began to sound not so sure about going
to school, I thought he started looking a little hopeful.  I guessed he was
still holding out hope that Ethan would decide not to leave afterall.

"You're gonna do fine!" Tom said, smiling benevolently.  "You toured the
school and liked it.  You liked the area.  And it's not THAT far away that
you won't be able to come home for long weekends and vacations. As for the
work, I know you'll be able to handle it just fine!"

Trying to smile a little, Ethan looked up at Tom with a dubious look on his
face.

"I know," He said.  "It's just... well... it's gonna be real different."

As Ethan gave in, I noticed that Simon looked a little sadder.  He didn't
say anything, but just quietly got up and took his laptop with him down the
hallway.

"I expect he's not very excited that you're leaving," I said quietly to
Ethan.

Ethan snorted, then smiled slightly and said "You don't say!"

His smile faded quickly and he leaned forward.

"He's not happy at all that I'm leaving..." Ethan said in a serious and
barely audible tone, with a sudden look of concern on his face.  "He's
gonna need a little extra attention once I'm gone."

"I figured that," I said.  "Don't worry about him.  We'll take good care of
him for you....  But... are you going to be OK?"

Ethan forced a slight smile, and said, "I'm really going to miss being with
you guys, but yeah, I'll be OK."

"Well, we're going to really miss having you here with our little family
too!" Tom said.  "But, you'll be home on breaks, and in between we're all
going to be busy, so time that we can't be together will go quicker than
you think."

"I hope so," Ethan said, sounding a little dubious.  He got up then and
headed down the hallway after Simon.  Quickly Buddy got up, picked up his
bone, and trotted down the hallway after Ethan.

"Something tells me the next couple weeks aren't going to be as upbeat as
usual," Tom said, looking skeptically at me.

"I think you're right," I agreed.  Then I added, "Nor the few that follow,
once Ethan's gone!"

                          * * *

Ethan frowned as he walked into Simon's room, and saw Simon standing
looking out the window.  He felt a slight ache in his chest when he noticed
that Simon's shoulders were trembling a little, and he heard Simon sniffle
softly a couple times.  Buddy padded over to Simon, put his bone down, then
nuzzled Simon's hand.  Absently Simon wrapped his hand around Buddy's snout
and gave him a gentle pull.  A little dejectedly, Buddy picked up his bone,
turned and walked to his bed on the floor in the corner of the room.  He
deposited his bone next to it, got in, spun around three times, then
settled down heavily and let the air out of his lungs, as he curled up and
closed his eyes.  Softly, Ethan closed the bedroom door and stepped over to
Simon.

"What's wrong Si?" he asked, even though he knew the answer.  Gently, he
placed his hand on Simon's shoulder and gave him a squeeze.

Simon snuffled and wiped quickly at his eyes.

"N-nothing.  Allergies maybe," he lied, even though he realized Ethan would
never buy it.

As he expected, Ethan snorted and pulled on Simon's shoulder, forcing him
to swivel around toward him.

"OK, how 'bout the truth this time!" he said and he leveled a stare right
at Simon's wet, and slightly bloodshot eyes.

"I-I'm OK.  Really." Simon said.  He snuffled again, then added, "I don't
want to talk about it.  I'll be fine."

Ethan raised one eyebrow and just continued staring into Simon's eyes.  At
the same time, his grip on Simon's shoulder tightened slightly, emphasizing
to the younger boy that he had no intention of dropping it.

Simon stared miserably at Ethan for a moment, then his expression became
exasperated, and he burst out "Fine!  I'll tell you!"

Immediately, he felt miserable again though.  As Ethan waited, Simon
finally sighed heavily, and averting his eyes from Ethan's he said, "While
we were away, I forgot you were leaving soon for school.  Now that we're
back, and it's even closer to when you leave, I'm already starting to miss
you!"

For a couple seconds Ethan didn't move, but then his shoulders sank and his
grip on Simon's shoulder released.

"I know," he said, sadly.  "I feel it too."

Simon looked back up at Ethan's face then, and as their eyes locked, Simon
saw the same sadness he was feeling, being expressed in Ethan's eyes as
well.

"I'm sorry, Eeth," Simon said.  "I'm trying not to be a downer about it.
You're supposed to be all happy to be going to college.  Finally off on
your own - an adult.  And I'm bringing you down."

Ethan chuckled derisively for a moment, then half smiling, half scowling,
he said, "You're not bringing me down anymore than I'm already down myself!
I hadn't really thought about school either while we were gone.  Then I got
that bunch of e-mails from them about start of semester stuff, and things I
have to do when I move into the dorms.  That brought it all home again, and
now it all seems just... too soon.  I realize now that it's really going to
happen, and I'm starting to feel a little nervous about it.  Then when I
think about how much I love our life together, and of leaving you..."

As Simon watched Ethan he saw a look of anguish in his eyes, which had
watered up a little, and he realized Ethan was having an even harder time
than he was, dealing with the fact he was going away to school, and that
until then, he had just been doing a better job of hiding his emotions from
everyone.  Not only was Ethan upset about leaving Simon, but he was upset
about leaving home, and about being all alone in a completely new and
unknown environment!

As Simon pondered Ethan's feelings, he suddenly realized he had to try and
ignore his own feelings of depression over Ethan's departure, and try to be
supportive, so Ethan wasn't so nervous.

"Well," Simon snorted suddenly, feeling a renewed sense of purpose.  "I
don't know why you're feeling nervous about anything.  Hell!  You're a
really smart guy, so your classes should be a piece of cake.  And you were
one of the most popular guys in our school, so you shouldn't have any
problems making new friends.  And, in case you get bored, I'll make sure
you pack lots of jugs of hand lotion, so you can take care of yourself.
Maybe you won't pay as much attention to all the cute guys on campus and
forget about me then either!"

Ethan chuckled at the mention of the hand lotion.  When Simon finished
speaking, Ethan smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about me messing
around with anyone else.  You're the one I want in my life Si!  You do know
that, don't you?"

Simon's heart soared when he heard that!  Up until then, one of the things
he was worried about was that Ethan might meet someone he'd end up liking
better than him.  And even though he knew what Ethan had just said were
just words, and things could change, they did make him feel better anyway.
At least Ethan was starting out with the attitude Simon hoped he had!

"Weellll... " Simon said, smiling a little coyly then, hoping to cover any
indication he might've let slip that he had indeed been worrying about just
that.

Ethan's eyebrows shot up, and suddenly he grabbed Simon's arm and spun him
around so his back was facing the bed.

"Guess I'll have to prove it to you then!" he said, grinning, and he pushed
Simon down onto the bed, and dove on top of him.  Instantly Simon's face
broke into a grin.

A moment later though, as Ethan's hands began to fly all over his body,
jabbing and grabbing him in all the places he was ticklish, Simon began
giggling.  Soon, Ethan had him squirming and laughing uncontrollably, yet
he didn't stop tickling him.

"Sss-Sttopp!" Simon finally managed to gasp eventually.  Then he yelped,
"Gonna pee!"

Instantly Ethan broke into raucus laughter, and he doubled his efforts to
tickle Simon a little more vigorously.

After a couple seconds though, he noticed Simon beginning to have trouble
breathing, and he was choking a little on his saliva in between his fits of
giggles, so he stopped tickling the boy and flopped down dead-weight on top
of him.  As he did, his pelvis landed right on Simon's bladder, and he
landed a little harder than he'd intended.  Instantly, poor Simon felt a
sudden, slight sharp squirt of urine get forced through his urethra.  A
moment later, he felt a bit of warm wetness touching the front of his left
hip, where the tip of his penis was resting.  Instantly Simon's laughter
ended, and he coughed a little and panted for breath.  Ethan could feel
intense heat emanating from Simon's body, as he lay draped over him.

"Fuck!" Simon gasped finally.  "You asshole!  I peed a little in my pants!
Christ I almost pissed the bed completely!"

Ethan laughed raucously for a moment, then as his laughter died down he
said, "I must be losing my touch.  You mean you didn't lose COMPLETE
control of your bladder?"

With that Ethan grinned evily and raised himself up so he was poised to
begin tickling Simon again.

"NOOOO!!!!" Simon shrieked shrilly, as his lungs continued heaving for
breath.

Laughing again, Ethan's grin relaxed, and he settled back on top of Simon
again, enjoying the feeling of his body's warmth beneath him.

"I'm sorry if you pissed a little, I really didn't mean for that to
happen," he said, hugging him and giving him a tender kiss.

"Well, it did, and it's not that comfortable!" Simon groused.

Ethan chuckled again, but made no move to climb off Simon.  He was enjoying
their closeness too much.

The two lay still for a minute or two, and Simon's breathing finally calmed
down, and the redness left his face.

"Damn!" he muttered finally.  Then in a haughty tone he said "I thought you
were going to do something else to prove your feelings for me!

Ethan's grin broadened again then, and he raised himself up a little and
looked down into Simon's face.

"Oh, I intend to do just that!" he said, his grin melting into a loving
smile.

The wetness in the front of his pants suddenly forgotten then, Simon
grinned back at him.

A moment later, Ethan's smile faded, and his face took on a serious
expression.

"Anytime you find yourself missing me Si... I want you to get out your jug
of hand lotion and remember this time with me!" he said seriously.  "I love
you Simon - more than life itself!"

Ethan leaned down then and tenderly kissed Simon's lips.  Simon closed his
eyes and kissed Ethan back, as Ethan began to devour his lips.  When Simon
felt the tip of Ethan's tongue running back and forth across the inside of
his lips, he opened his mouth.  Hungrily, Ethan snaked his tongue into
Simon's mouth.  Immediately the two began a tongue duel, as Simon wrapped
his arms tightly around Ethan, and Ethan began to grind his pelvis against
Simon's.  Both boys felt each other's hardness and desire, and voraciously
rocked together on the bed, grinding against each other, with their lips
locked and their tongues making love to each other, while they breathed
furiously through their nostrils.

The boys continued kissing and dry-humping each other for three or four
minutes, until finally, unable to wait to make proper love to Simon, Ethan
broke away from him.  The two stared at each other panting furiously for a
half minute or so.

As his breathing began to quiet down, Ethan's lips formed into a smile and
he reached down for the hem of Simon's T-shirt.

"Damn!" Simon gasped suddenly.  "You're gonna have to wait.  I really gotta
piss like a race horse!"

"What?" Ethan cried, surprised, and he started chuckling.

"I drank a lot of soda earlier, now get off me before I wet myself even
more!" Simon cried a little desperately.  His bladder was beginning to feel
like it was going to burst, and he began swiftly wiggling the toes of both
feet to fight the urgent urge he was feeling to pee.

Chuckling yet, Ethan climbed off Simon, who quickly leaped up and jumped
over to the door.

"Back in a flash!" he gasped, as he ripped the bedroom door open and dashed
down around the corner to the bathroom.

                   * * *

"Fuck!" Simon gasped, a moment later, as he stood in front of the toilet,
fighting to get his hardon, which he was thankful was starting to shrink,
out of his pants.

"Ohhhhhh...." Simon whined urgently to himself, as he felt the urine
beginning to enter his urethra.  Instantly he gave up trying to wrestle his
tool out of his fly and quickly unbuckled his belt, and fully opened his
pants and ripped them and his boxers down.

"Aoowww!!!" he grimmaced a moment later as he held his stiff meat pointed
down toward the toilet bowl, and finally let his bladder release.
Instantly he felt the sharp, slicing sensation he got inside his urethra
whenever he couldn't wait for his penis to soften, and he began urinating
forcefully through it while it was still almost fully erect.

"Ahhh...." he sighed a moment later, and finally smiled, as his stream
began to flow less forcefully through his penis, which had also softened
quite a bit, and the pressure in his bladder lessened.

Simon urinated for several more seconds, shooting a strong, steady, thick
stream of urine into the toilet, until his bladder was finally completely
empty.  Coincidentally, his dick was also completely soft by then as well.

"Mmm..." he muttered, still smiling a little, as he gave a final strong
squirt, then shook himself a few times to remove the final drops of liguid
from the tip of his cock.

Simon stood for a moment then and massaged his dick, to make sure every
last drop of pee was out.  As he did, he thought about how Ethan had just
kissed him, and how he had indicated his intention to have sex with him.
After only a few strokes, Simon smiled as he looked down and saw that he
was nearly fully erect again!

Snorting, his smile turned into a grin, as he finished massaging himself to
full staff, then he quickly leaned over, and pulled his pants up.  He
didn't bother to zip his fly, or button them, or buckle his belt.  Instead,
he quickly flushed, then dashed out the door, and back to his room.

"I'm ready!" he cried, bursting through the door.  As he did, he let his
pants, which he'd only been holding up with his hands, drop to the floor,
while with the other hand he pushed the door shut.

"SHIT!" he cried, as his pants and boxers dropped to the floor, and he was
left standing naked from his waist to his ankles, with his hardon pointing
right at Ethan, Tom and myself.

As Ethan covered his face with his hand, and Tom, and I burst into
laughter, poor Simon turned maroon with embarrassment, and quickly doubled
over to pull his pants up.

"Guess we interrupted something!" Tom said a moment later, when his
laughter died down.

"God Damnit!" Simon muttered in an angry, but embarrassed growl, as he
quickly zipped and buttoned his pants closed.  Quickly then he tried
unsuccessfully to cover the lump in the front of his pants, which he felt
thankful, was quickly shrinking.

"Sorry Simon," I said, still chuckling a little.  "We just stepped in to
ask what you wanted for dinner, because we thought we'd go get some
groceries."

"Uh huh," Simon said, unable to look directly at me, although the color had
started to drain back out of his face again.

"Yeah," Tom said, looking curiously at Ethan, who'd finally dropped his
hand from in front of his face, which was rather pink as well.  "Guess you
two are planning on a snack of 'tube steaks' as an appetizer!  Sure you'll
still have an appetite later?"

For a moment all three of us looked with surprise at Tom.  He wasn't
usually quite so blatant with the boys about their sexuality.  I started
laughing first, then both of the boys joined in as well.

"I think they'll have quite a healthy appetite later," I said, as my
laughter finally subsided.  I looked at the boys then and said, "Anyway,
any clue what you guys wanta eat later?"

Still grinning, Simon said, "Well, how 'bout REAL steaks?  We could grill."

"Sounds good to me," I said.  "What do you two think?"

"I'm good with that," Tom said.

"Doesn't matter to me what I eat, so that sounds good to me too," Ethan
said.

"OK then, we'll go get some, and a few other things.  You think you'll be
OK here all by yourselves?" I said, smiling.

"I'm sure they can take care of each other!" Tom said, innocently.

The boys looked at each other, then at me, and all three of us suddenly
burst into laughter again.

"Wha - ?" Tom began, then suddenly he grinned and turned a little pink as
he realized what he'd said, and he too began laughing.

"OK," I said, after we all stopped laughing.  "We're leaving now.  You two
... aw shit - just have a good time!  We'll be back in an hour or two."

"OK," Simon said, grinning.  I noticed the lump had begun to reappear in
the front of his pants again.  He wasn't bothering to try and hide it this
time.  I also noticed a damp spot right where the head of his penis seemed
to be pressing, and wondered if he could possibly have oozed that much
pre-cum!  It was quite a good sized spot for a guy his size to have
produced.

Ethan must've seen me studying the front of Simon's pants, because he
suddenly snorted and grinning he said, "It's not what you think it is.  I
tickled him too hard!"

"OH!" I said, grinning when I realized what had happened.  A moment later
though I turned serious and said, "You really shouldn't tickle anyone that
hard or that long!"

"I know, and I'll control myself better in the future," Ethan said, looking
a little embarrassed.

"It wasn't just the tickling anyway," Simon said, hoping we wouldn't think
he couldn't control his bladder.  "When he plopped down on top of me, he
landed hard right on my bladder, and it was full of soda, and ... well..."

"Oh!" I said.  I looked at Ethan and said, "Try to be a little more careful
when you're leaping on top of him too!"

"I will," he said. "That was really an accident."

"OK then," Tom said.  "C'mon Greg.  Let's let them get back to what they
were doing."

Simon grinned happily then, and I saw the lump in his pants bulge
momentarily.  Chuckling I closed the door behind me as I followed Tom out
of the room.

                       * * *

"So where were we?" Ethan grinned, and he grabbed Simon, spun him around,
and pushed him down on his back on the bed again.

Simon grinned, as leering at him, Ethan, lowered himself, slowly this time,
down on top of him.

"Oh yeah," Ethan said, grinning, as he ground his stiffness against Simon.
"I was gonna prove my feelings for you, wasn't I?"

Grinning yet, Ethan sat back up and reached again for the hem of Simon's
shirt.  As he tugged on it, Simon smiled, and did a curl-up on the bed, and
held his arms up, so Ethan could slip his shirt off over his head.  As
Ethan pulled Simon's shirt off, he got a good look at Simon's armpits.
Pausing for a moment, he continued to hold Simon's arms up, and checked his
pits out more carefully.  As he did, he realized that since they'd first
met, Simon's pits had filled in with a little more hair, which he found
very arousing.  Before Simon could put his arms down, Ethan bent forward
and pressed his nose into Simon's left pit, nuzzling into it, and breathing
deeply of Simon's scent.  His cock bulged as he smelled Simon's natural
masculine muskiness.  At the same time, Simon giggled a little as Ethan
continued sniffing his pit.

After a minute, Ethan sat back up.  He was straddling Simon's thighs when
he did, and looking down, he could see the huge lump in the crotch of
Simon's pants.  Grinning devilishly, Ethan reached down and opened the
button on them.  Then, as Simon smiled, Ethan opened pulled his zipper
down, which allowed his pants to open, exposing his underwear.  Ethan
grinned as Simon's hardon flexed and pressed the fabric of his boxers up.
Quickly he reached for and through Simon's underwear, he grabbed the head
of Simon's cock.

"OHhhhhh!!" Simon groaned.  He smiled as Ethan let a finger slide back a
little further on the underside of his penis, rubbing him just in back of
the glans.

"Like that huh?" Ethan asked huskily.  He smiled slightly and ran his
finger back and forth a little.

"Oh yeah!" Simon smiled, and he gasped softly again.

"Too bad!" Ethan announced, grinning evily again.  "Not time for me to work
on that yet!"

"Bastard!" Simon gasped, but he smiled good-naturedly at Ethan, who winked
at him.

Quickly Ethan climbed off Simon, then reached for the waistbands of the
boy's pants and underwear.  As he pulled down on them, Simon raised his
hips a little, allowing Ethan to easily strip him.  As Ethan pulled them
completely off, Simon settled back onto the bed, completely nude, smiling
with anticipation.

"Oh yeah!" Ethan chortled softly, as he gazed down at Simon's naked beauty.

Coyly, Simon pulled his knees up and spread them, fully exposing his tight
pink rosebud for Ethan.

"Not so fast son!" Ethan said, chuckling.

Simon looked curiously at Ethan, who chuckled and said "Oh, I'll get to
that!  Just not right away yet!"

He climbed back on the bed then and playfully reached for Simon's ass, and
gently tickled his anus.

"Oohhhh!" Simon gasped, and a look of extreme arousal came over his face.

Grinning, Ethan pulled his hand away from Simon, but then bent forward and
tenderly kissed Simon's anus.  He felt the pucker tighten, then relax
again, and chuckling, he stuck his tongue out and began licking it.

"Ooohhhhhh!!" Simon gasped again, obviously enjoying Ethan's tongue.

Grinning, Ethan backed away from Simon's butt then.

"I told you, I'll get to it!" he said, chuckling a little.  "For now, lower
those gorgeous legs of your's!"

As Simon lowered his legs, Ethan surprised him by grabbing his right leg,
and leaning in toward it.  Simon drew in his breath as Ethan then licked
from the inside of his knee, up his thigh and into his crotch.  Ethan
licked all around Simon's penis and scrotum, breathing in deeply more often
than he needed to, in order to enjoy Simon's aroma.

He stopped after a minute, and before Simon could look down to see what was
going on, he'd fully engulfed Simon's rigid hardon with his hot mouth.

"OH Fuck!" Simon gasped loudly, as Ethan began sliding up and down Simon's
length.  He marveled at how wonderful Ethan's hot moistness felt as it slid
sensually up and down on him.

"NOoo!!" he cried with disappointment a moment later, when Ethan backed off
of him again.

Chuckling again, Ethan said, "I'll get back to it!  Relax!"

"Damn!" Simon complained, as Ethan sat up and quickly pulled his T-shirt
off.

Simon's smile reappeared as Ethan's stong chest muscles and pert nipples
were exposed.  Ethan got up then and quickly stripped out of his pants and
boxers as well.

"That's more like it!" Simon sighed, as he stared for a moment at Ethan's
long solid tool, the tip of which was already glistening a little, as Ethan
stood completely nude in front of him for a moment, smiling.

"Mmmmm..." Simon moaned happily, as Ethan crawled back down on top of him
again.

He snorted and giggled a moment later though, when Ethan suddenly began
nibbling on his left earlobe.

Simon giggled a little more, as Ethan playfully tried to stick the tip of
his tongue right into Simon's ear canal.

"Stop that!" Simon cried, and he slapped Ethan's back.  Smiling, Ethan
quickly moved his hands to Simon's armpits and jabbed his thumbs into them.

"NOoo!!" Simon gasped.

Chuckling, Ethan pulled his hands back and shoved them under Simon, as he
let his tongue lick its way down Simon's neck and over to his small Adam's
apple.  When he arrived there, Ethan pulled his head up and moved it to
Simon's right ear then, and nibbled at its lobe as well.  He also attempted
to wash Simon's right ear canal out too, which Simon complained about
again.  Smiling, again, Ethan moved his tongue down Simon's neck and over
to his Adam's apple, which he kissed, and licked a little, before then
gliding the tip of his tongue down into the center of Simon's chest.

"Mmm.." Simon moaned softly when Ethan began to flick the tip of his tongue
over the tip of his right nipple.  Ethan flicked his tongue over Simon's
pointiness for a moment, then closed his teeth gently over his nipple.
Simon couldn't decide then whether to giggle or moan with passion as Ethan
licked, nibbled, and sucked on his nipple, as all the while he firmly
squeezed his entire breast.

Of course, after a minute or two of working on one nipple and breast, Ethan
moved to the other, giving that one equal attention and pleasure.

As Ethan worked on Simon, he became more and more aroused from the flavor
of Simon's skin, and the scents from the various parts of Simon's body that
filled his nostrils.  As a result, his cock was throbbing and when he
glanced downward at one point, he saw the tip of it was very moist.  All of
this caused him to hurry along his way, licking downward to Simon's belly
button, which he paused at for a moment, giving it a thorough washing.  He
smiled as he suddenly tasted the remnants of semen.  Apparently at one
point, Simon had cum and it had dribbled into his navel, and a little of it
hadn't gotten cleaned out.

"Lucky me!" Ethan thought, as his dick flexed.

Ethan continued on then, moving further downward, in a line that would've
traced his treasure trail, had Simon had one.  When Ethan finally arrived
at Simon's pubic hair, he nuzzled his nose in the coarse curls and breathed
in deeply, smelling again Simon's masculine muskiness.  Again his cock
flexed.

Smiling, Ethan picked up Simon's penis, which, stiff as a board, was lying
next to his face, pointing up toward his navel.

Ever so softly then, Ethan began slowly licking up the underside of Simon's
engorged manhood, from where it protruded from its nest of pubic hair, on
up to its very tip, which, like Ethan's, was moist with pre-cum as well.
Smiling, Ethan licked over Simon's piss slit, savoring the slightly salty
tanginess of Simon's fluid.  He licked around and around the bulbous head
of Simon's cock then, as if it was a lollipop, then finally, he opened his
mouth and plunged downward over the full length of it, until his nose was
again buried in Simon's pubic mound.

"MMmmmmm..." Simon moaned happily, as slowly, Ethan began sliding his hot
wet mouth up and down his stiff organ.

"MMmmmmmm..." Simon moaned again, as while Ethan continued sucking up and
down, he cupped Simon's scrotum, and gently began rolling Simon's testicles
about.

Simon snorted and almost giggled a moment later though, as he suddenly felt
the tip of Ethan's finger begin tracking up and down the outer edge of his
ass crack.  Quickly, and hoping Ethan was planning on giving him some more
action in that area, Simon drew up his legs.  As he did, Ethan's finger
reached for his pucker, and softly began rubbing it.  Simon's dick flexed
violently in reaction to Ethan's touch.

Knowing how much Simon adored having his asshole tended to, grudginly,
because he was thorougly enjoying the flavor of the ever-increasing amount
of pre-jism Simon was putting out, Ethan pulled off Simon's dick, and much
to Simon's delight, bent further downward.

"OHhhhhh!!!" Simon gasped as Ethan began licking up and down the deepest
part of his anal cleft, particularly raking the tip of his tongue sensually
back and forth over his anal opening.

"MMMMmmmmm...." Simon moaned a few seconds later, as Ethan began properly
licking at and rubbing his hole with his tongue.

Simon gasped and moaned for the next minute or so then, as Ethan sensually
rimmed him.  Then a smile spread over his lips when he felt Ethan stop and
begin to apply pressure directly on his anus.  Instantly he forced his anal
muscles to relax as much as possible, then, as Ethan pushed a little
harder.  Suddenly Simon gasped, as his sphincter gave way, and he felt
Ethan's soft, wet tongue pressing up into him.

"OOohhhhhmmmmm!!!!" Simon groaned, as Ethan began tongue fucking him right
away.  Quickly he reached for his penis and began massaging it as well, and
instantly it began leaking still more pre-cum.

At first Ethan gently stuffed his his tongue in and out of Simon as best he
could, but as Simon's muscle relaxed even more, Ethan began to jam as much
of his tongue as he could, as far up inside Simon as he could get it,
causing the frequency, volume, and intensity of Simon's moans to increase
esponentially.

"FUUUuuccckkk!!" Simon cried suddenly, as he finally felt the tip of
Ethan's tongue probe up against his prostate.

Feeling Simon's gland, and hearing his passion, Ethan began jabbing his
tongue in and out of the boy as best he could in the same way, so as to
bring him as much pleasure as possible.  His efforts weren't wasted,
because all Simon could do was lay trembling and groaning with pleasure as
his cock leaked copius amounts of pre-seminal fluid.

After a minute or so, Ethan's jaw began to spasm with pain though, and he
had to withdraw from a disappointed Simon's asshole.

He sat back on his heels for a moment, breathing heavily, rubbing his jaws,
and working them.

"Gimme just a sec," he gasped.

"Sure!" Simon said, smiling and breathing deeply.  His hand, which was
still wrapped around his penis, continued to move slowly up and down.

"Hey!" Ethan cried, when he realized Simon was masturbating.  "Hands off
that!"

Simon chuckled and let go of his dick.  Quickly Ethan leaned forward and
picked it up.  Before he resumed sucking on it though, he licked up the
little drops of prejism that had leaked from it, onto Simon's lower
abdomen.

"Mmmmmm..." he groaned, as he savored Simon's flavor.

A second later Ethan again took Simon's penis in his mouth, and began
sucking on it.  At the same time, he cupped Simon's testicles again and
began fondling them, and he also reached for Simon's ass, which was still
loose from his tongue-fucking.  Gently he slid his middle finger through
Simon's anus, and reached toward the front of his rectum, for his prostate.
As he felt the tip of his fingertip rub gently over it, Simon moaned, and a
moment later, Ethan tasted more saltiness.

Ethan sucked away on Simon's cock then and began firmly, but gently rubbing
back and forth over his prostate, causing Simon's orgasm to immediately
begin to form.

As Ethan worked on him, Simon moaned happily.  Eventually, he began to
squirm though, as he felt his climax approaching.  Sensing an increase in
Simon's excitement, Ethan began sucking on him a bit faster and more
firmly, and rubbing his gland a bit harder.  Simon began moaning louder and
more often.  He began humping his hips up and down a little as well, and
Ethan heard his breathing increase in speed and intensity.

Shortly, Ethan felt Simon's body tightening up and his testicles drawing up
in his scrotum, the skin of which was thickening, as it pulled up toward
his body.  Quickly Ethan sucked, fondled, and rubbed still harder.  A
moment later, Simon tightened up and whimpered, then suddenly Ethan felt
the boy's whole body go stiff as a board.  Simon's sphincter tightened for
a split second, and as Simon gasped and groaned with ecstasy, Ethan's mouth
was flooded with thick, warm, salty, semen, which he savored for a moment,
before quickly swallowing it.

Ethan never lost a beat, but continued pleasuring Simon for all he was
worth, and several more times, Simon gasped and groaned as he exploded with
joy, each time giving Ethan a mouthful of delight.

Ethan kept on sucking on Simon and rubbing his prostate, even after Simon's
orgasm had ended.  He slowed his motions down though.  As he worked on
Simon, Simon basked in the immediate afterglow of his orgasm.

Suddenly Simon tensed up one last time, and as he moaned happily, Ethan
tasted the last of his jism.

"Fuck!!" Simon gasped a moment later, relaxing back into the pillows, as
Ethan slowly withdrew his finger from him, and sucked his cock dry as he
pulled off him.

"Good?" Ethan asked.

"Outstanding!" Simon gasped, grinning at him.

Suddenly he said, "But I thought you were going to climb on!"

Ethan grinned and said, "You rest up a minute.  I'm not done yet.  I kinda
thought that might be nice too!"

Simon grinned and pulled his legs up, exposing his asshole.  As he did,
Ethan noted it hadn't completely closed up again yet.

"I'm ready whenever you are!" he announced, grinning.

Ethan chuckled and said, "You sure?"

"Oh yeah!  Climb on!" Simon chuckled.

Grinning, as his dick flexed, Ethan reached for the tube of lubricant.  He
opened it and squirted some into the palm of his hand, then he liberally
slathered it up and down his throbbing manhood.

As Simon grinned up at him, still holding his legs up and apart, Ethan
grinned back and tossed the tube of lubricant aside and climbed onto the
bed, getting into position to fuck Simon.

Both boys became serious then as Ethan pressed the head of his cock against
Simon's semi-open hole.

As Ethan began to slowly press forward then, Simon felt the head of his
cock pushing easily through his still-stretched opening.

"AAAwwwwww!!!" Simon moaned, his eyes closing, as pleasure swept through
his entire body when Ethan's penis rubbed past his prostate.

Ethan smiled and sank fully into Simon, and settled down on top of him for
a minute, as Simon moaned happily again due to feeling Ethan's manhood
stuffed all the way up inside him.

Ethan leaned forward, and while he lay still, letting Simon get used to his
presence, he kissed him gently on the lips.  Simon kissed him back, and
again for a minute or so the two sensually explored each other's mouths
with their tongues.  As they did, both boys' erections throbbed with
desire, flexing occasionally.

When Ethan felt Simon beginning to try and move a little underneath him, he
understood that the he was ready for him to begin moving again, so he began
to slowly withdraw from Simon's rectum.  When he was almost all the way
back out, just before his cock head popped back out of Simon's hole, Ethan
began to push back into him.

Simon groaned joyously as Ethan's long, thick, greased rod slid back deep
down into his tunnel, rubbing gently against his gland the whole length of
its inward slide.

Ethan's eyes closed and he moaned softly himself, and his penis flexed
inside Simon, as he sank fully back into him.  He loved the warmth of
Simon's rectal walls as they enveloped and gripped his love cylinder.

He held his position for just a moment, then tently, Ethan pulled back out
of Simon again.  Then, again, he slid back down into him, bringing more
soft, deep murmurs of pleasure from both their throats.

Ethan didn't stop this time, but continued moving his hips up and down
then, slowly long-dicking Simon, so that both of them enjoyed the sensual
pleasure of their lovemaking to its fullest.

After a minute or so though, Ethan realized his level of arousal was
mounting, and noticed that imperceptibly, he'd begun fucking Simon a little
faster, and a little harder.

Simon had noticed too, because as Ethan's penis slid back and forth faster
and more forcefully across his inner g-spot, his own excitement had built
up more.  When he noticed this, he reached for his own hardon, and wrapped
his hand around it and began stroking up and down it in time with Ethan's
strokes.

As Ethan felt his orgasm beginning to build, he began to fuck Simon harder
and faster still.  His eyes were open now and he stared down at Simon's
face.  As Ethan began thrusting in and out of him faster, Simon's eyes
opened, and he looked up into Ethan's lust-filled eyes.  He smiled
slightly, for just a moment.  Ethan returned the quick smile, then began
thrusting a little harder and faster in and out of Simon's hole, causing
Simon to grunt softly each time he felt the head of Ethan's cock plow into
the upper wall of his rectum.

After a few seconds, Simon began bucking up and down, and jacking off even
faster, as he felt his orgasm quickly approaching.

"Fuck me harder Eeth!" he gasped.

Flashing another quick smile, Ethan began to slam his hips up and down,
shoving himself in and out of Simon's oriface as fast and hard as he could,
causing the younger boy to grunt, gasp, and cry out with each inward
thrust.

Both boys lost themselves then in their own experiences, and for several
seconds, Ethan's hips flew up and down and he quickly approached his peak.
At the same time, Simon began beating off as fast as he could, as his own
climax neared.

Suddenly, Ethan felt his body tense up involuntarily, and he tried to fight
the feeling of letting go, but after a split second, while he pulled back
out of Simon, he lost all control, and then, as he slammed back down into
Simon's rectum, he gasped, then groaned, as he felt a river of molten jism
blast through his urethra, and flood Simon's insides.

"Fuccckkk!!!" Ethan gasped, as he continued doing just that to Simon.

He had just enough time to pull out of Simon, before as he slammed his cock
back down into him, he exploded again with ecstasy.

While Ethan was in the throes of his orgasm, Simon reached his climax as
well, and as Ethan exploded joyously inside him for the third time, Simon
gasped and his sphincter feebly clenched at Ethan's swiftly moving rod.  As
it did, Simon forcefully ejaculated a long, thick stream of semen that
landed in a huge streak, reaching from below his right breast, along his
neck, and into his hair, right near his ear.

Ethan continued fucking Simon, and Simon continued jerking off, and both
boys got off several more times, Ethan filling Simon's intestines with his
cum, and Simon, painting streaks and dots of his own all over his torso.

When it was over for Ethan, he slowed his pace but continued fucking Simon,
who was still spasming pleasurefully, although, Ethan sensed his orgasm was
waning as well already too. Never-the-less, he continued to pump his cock
in and out of Simon, even though it felt as if it was beginning to soften a
little already.  As he did, he smiled after he experienced one last spasm
of pleasure, and oozed a bit more cum into Simon.

Simon's orgasm ended shortly after Ethan's.  All he could do when it was
over was smile happily up at Ethan, as he held onto his softening penis,
much of which, as well as his hand, was coated with cum.

Ethan looked down at Simon and chuckled when he saw all the cum streaks all
over him.

"Damn Son!" he said, chuckling some more.  "You sure are juicy!"

Then grinning and waggling his eyebrows, he reached for Simon's wrist and
tugged on it, drawing his hand off his penis.  He continued pulling on it
until it was right in front of his mouth, then grinning yet, he licked all
of Simon's jism off of it.

"MMmmmm..." he murmured, smiling, as he again tasted the delicate flavor of
Simon's essence.  "And your juice tastes awesome too!"

Simon laughed, but then said, "Well if you hadn't shot all your's inside
me, I mighta had a chance to taste your's!

"Next time!" Ethan said, smiling.

"OK!" Simon said, smiling too.

As Simon's kegel muscles clenched involuntarily, Ethan's flacid dick slid
out of his hole then.  Chuckling, he rolled over on his back next to Simon.
As he did, he reached for the box of Kleenex that was on the night stand on
his side of the bed, and set it between the two of them.

"Might as well get cleaned up," he said, as he ripped a couple tissues from
the box and wrapped them around his cum and lubricant slick penis.

Simon ripped several tissues from the box then and began wiping up his own
mess.  He ripped a few more from the box a minute later, then a minute
after that, still more.

"Damn!" Ethan said.  "I was right!  You ARE really juicy!"

Both of them chuckled then, as Simon finished cleaning himself up.

After a minute Simon got up and stepped over to the mirror and looked in
it.

"Shit!" he exclaimed, and he started vigorously wiping at the end of his
hair near his ear.  "Glad I checked."

Ethan chuckled softly and reached for his clothes and began dressing.

When Simon was finished cleaning up, he grimmaced and said, "Ewwww!"

"What?" Ethan asked.

"You're leaking out of me again!" Simon said, frowning.

"Got a tampon?" Ethan asked, forcing himself to maintain a straight face.

"Oh shut up asshole!" Simon cried, as Ethan burst out laughing.

Simon ripped a few more tissues from the box and wadded them up, then
reached behind him and pushed the wad between his ass cheeks, up agains his
hole.

"That'll get me to the toilet OK," he said.  Then he quickly picked up his
clothes and turned and opened the door a crack.  Peering out, he saw nobody
down the hallway, so, naked, he dashed quickly around the corner into the
bathroom, and slammed the door shut.  As he did, Ethan chuckled again, as
he watched Simon's ass cheeks flying up and down as he ran, with the tail
end of the Kleenex hanging out between them.

Smiling yet, Ethan sat down on the edge of the bed to wait for Simon to
finish in the bathroom.

                        * * *

"Well!" Tom said, smiling as the boys walked back into the living room a
little later.  "You two look even happier than when we left for the store!"

Both couldn't help smiling as they blushed.

"Try to keep the volume down a little in the future!" I said, smirking.
"We don't want the neighbors to complain!"

"Did someone call?" Simon asked, suddenly looking scared.

"No!" I said.  "Luckily they're all at work yet.  That doesn't mean they
wouldn't have if they were home though.  You guys did get a little loud!"

Both Simon and Ethan blushed deeply.

"Wait a minute!" Ethan said.  "I thought you two were at the store!"

I chuckled and said, "We didn't leave immediately!"

"Yeah," Tom added.  "We wanted to make sure we didn't forget to put
something on the list.  Then we had to go through the coupons.  By then,
you guys were going at it pretty strong!"

"Oh!" Ethan said, his face darkening, as Tom grinned devilishly at him.

"Sorry!" Simon muttered, and quickly headed to the kitchen.  Ethan
followed.

"Don't spoil your appetites!  It's almost time for dinner," I called, as
Tom started to snicker.  I couldn't help grinning myself.

                       * * *

Tom and I were hungry too, so we didn't wait too long to make dinner.  The
four of us thoroughly enjoyed our steaks, baked potatoes, and salads, which
we finished off with apple pie ala mode.  Even before we were finished
eating though, everybody was starting to yawn.

"I think we should all call it a night rather early tonight," Tom said,
glancing around the table, as Simon and I both were stifling more yawns.
"I think we're all tired from the trip yet."

"Sounds good to me!" Ethan said, smiling.  He looked tired though.

"Yeah, and you two have to both be up early for your work, and Simon's
Driver's Ed class," I said, looking at Simon, and wondering if he might
complain that we were trying to get them to go to bed early.

"I know!" Simon snapped.  "You don't have to keep reminding me about it!"

"OK," I said, smiling.  "Just remember you said that!"

"I will," he said, sounding a little less annoyed.  He looked over at me
then and asked, "Are you guys going to bed early?"

"Yes we are!" Tom declared.

"Why?" I asked, eyeing him suspiciously.

"I just wondered if maybe we could have some 'snuggle time' first!  That's
all," Simon said, blushing a little, and smiling shyly.

My penis started to pulse at the thought of being in bed with the boys
again - naked.  Even though we'd shared a tent while camping, we hadn't
really had the time or opportunity to partake of one of our favorite group
activities.

Ethan grinned as he got up and picked up his dishes, and I noticed a bulge
beginning to form beneath his fly.

"Sounds like a great idea to me!" Tom said grinning as well.  Then as I
felt his hand reach over and begin groping my developing lump, he added, "I
bet we don't last too long though!"

Simon saw Tom playing with my crotch and he grinned.  A moment later, as he
continued watching what Tom was doing to me, and my reactions to what he
was doing, I saw that he had a huge ridge in his crotch where his erection
was laying.

"The food's all put eaten up.  I think the dishes can wait til morning," I
said, sucking in my breath as my cock flexed under Tom's palm.  "I think we
might just as well head to bed already!"

"You know it's only 7:30, right?" Simon asked, looking curiously at me.

"And you have a problem with that?" I asked, shuddering a little as Tom's
hand stroked my hardon just right.

"Not at all," he said, grinning, when he saw how aroused I was.

"Then, let's do it!" Tom said.  His nostrils were flaring, as his groin
bulged with pleasure.

He and I got up, and with the boys following, we quickly headed down the
hallway to Tom's and my room.

A moment later, as buddy spun around in a circle three times before
settling down on the floor in the corner of our room, all four of us
quickly began stripping.

"Yeah!" Ethan snorted a little as he turned and looked around at all of us.
"This isn't going to last long at all tonight I don't think.

We all chuckled as we looked at each other.  All four of us were rigid with
desire.

"Maybe we should skip this tonight?" I suggested.

"NOooo!" Simon cried, and he looked upset.  "I wanta snuggle a little with
you guys first!"

Ethan, Tom and I looked at each other, and I could see that they both
clearly wanted to skip the snuggling and just get to the fun stuff, but I
saw Ethan's hardon dance a little when he looked at Tom.  Suddenly his
nostrils flared a little, and I realized he'd decided that maybe he wanted
to be intimate with Tom a little as well.

"Well," I said, smiling and winking at the other, as I stepped over and
pulled the bed covers down.  "Let's do it then!"

Simon grinned as I lifted a foot and slid it between the sheets.  Quickly
he stepped over behind me, ready to follow me into the bed.  Chuckling, Tom
walked over to the other side of the bed and began crawling in, with Ethan
on his heels.  As he did, I noticed Tom's nostrils flare as Ethan stood
right behind him.  I guessed maybe the head of Ethan's penis was pressing
into Tom's ass.  I was a little surprised when Tom bent forward a little,
when he didn't really need to, and Ethan didn't miss the opportunity to get
even closer to Tom.

"Fuck!" Tom gasped, as the head of Ethan's cock suddenly pushed between his
cheeks and settled up against his anus.

As I looked up at Ethan, he looked at me and blushed a little and suddenly
backed up a step.  As he did, Tom relaxed, and continued getting into bed.

Quickly the boys followed us, and a moment later, I was lying with my right
side pressed firmly up against Tom's left side, with Simon laying half on,
half off me, with the bottom side of his hardon smashed up against my
thigh.

"Mmmmm..." he moaned happily, as he seemingly was settling in, trying to
get more comfortable.  In the process, his penis rubbed back and forth a
couple times as it lay against my thigh.  At the same time, my own hardon
rubbed against the lower portion of his abdomen, and it felt awesome!

I glanced to my right and saw Tom looking at me, grinning.  A moment later,
out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ethan's ass starting to move up and
down.  Instantly Tom's nostrils flared.  For a moment he didn't do
anything, then suddenly I saw something moving beneath the covers - heading
for Ethan's ass.

"MMmmm..." Ethan moaned softly, as Tom's hand cupped his left cheek and
attempted to hold his pelvis steady.

"Enough Eeth!" Tom said, "Or our fun may be over with before it begins, and
we have to start changing the sheets!"

All of us chuckled for a moment, but then proceeded to lay still, all
snuggled together, each of us enjoying the skin-to-skin contact we were
having.  As we did, I felt Simon's penis flex a few times, and mine
responded in a similar fashion.

After a minute or so, I again glanced at Tom, just in time to see him draw
in his breath and hold it, as the slightest smile appeared on his lips.
For a few seconds he lay still, obviously experiencing a most pleasant
sexual feeling.

Suddenly, Tom snapped his head back and forth a moment and said, "OK -
enough of this!  We're all too horny for it to work - so you guys take off
for your room, and please close the door on your way out!"

I couldn't help smiling to myself, knowing Tom couldn't wait to jump my
bones.  Obviously the boys were both uber-aroused as well.

"Oh, OK!" Simon said, resignedly.  He stretched upward and gave me a quick
kiss on the cheek, then crawled out from beneath the covers, as Ethan got
out of bed on Tom's side of it.  Both boys' penises were fully erect and
throbbing, and the tips of both of them were glistening already with a bit
of pre-cum.

"G'night guys!" I said, smiling.

"Night!" Simon said, smiling in a loving way.

"Night!" Ethan said, grinning and wiggling his eyebrows up and down.

"Night!" Tom said, chuckling.

Quickly the boys exited the room, with Buddy at their heels.  Ethan who was
last out, shut the door behind them.

                      * * *

"Damn!" Tom said, grinning as he looked over at me.  "I thought they'd
never leave!

I chuckled as we both rolled onto our sides, and our penises fell toward
each other, and began duelling with one another beneath the covers.  Both
of us began humping toward each other a little in an effort to prolong the
effect, and it worked.  Quickly both our smiles faded, and Tom's expression
became one of extreme arousal.  I expect my own expression matched his.

After a minute, I was too horny to dally around any longer.  I pushed Tom
back over onto his back and crawled on top of him.  He smiled for a moment,
then we both groaned happily as I began humping my pelvis up and down,
causing both our dicks to grind into one another more firmly than when we
were laying on our sides facing each other.

As pleasant as that was, it too didn't last very long.

Suddenly Tom said, "Christ!  Stop already Greg.  I need you inside me now!"

Breathing heavily with desire, I smiled, as I stopped humping him.
Instantly Tom stretched to his right and opened the drawer in the night
stand.  He felt around for just a moment, then smiled as his hand withdrew
a tube of lubricant from the drawer.

"Here!" he said.  "Lube up and get inside me already!"

Grinning, I took the tube from him and still straddling him, I sat up and
back a little.  As I did, my throbbing hardon stood straight out.  Tom
grinned, and as I started opening the tube of lubricant, he stretched
upward and lassoed the head of my dick with his mouth and began sucking on
it.

"Mmmmmm..." he moaned happily, as I gasped with pleasure.  Obviously he was
tasting my juice.

Quickly I finished opening the tube, and croaked, "Stop already, and let me
grease up!"

My cock popped free, as grinning, Tom dropped back onto the pillows.
Grinning back at him, I quickly squirted some lube into my hand, then
gripped my cock and liberally greased it.

"OK, Spread 'em!" I said, my expression becoming lewd as I looked down at
him and leaned on one knee, while lifting the other.

Quickly Tom pulled his leg out from under my lifted knee, then I dropped
back onto it, and lifted the other one.  Tom instantly pulled his other leg
back, and as I dropped back onto both knees, he pulled both legs up and
open, so his buttocks opened wide, exposing his thick, dark pucker.  I
breathed in deeply as his manly aroma drifted up to my nostrils, and my
cock flexed with urgency.

"Hurry up and get it inside me!" Tom urged, sounding urgent himself.

"What?" I asked, smiling.  "You don't wanta be prepped first?"

"Not this time!  I'm too horned up!" he complained.

As I looked down at him, I could see he was nearly ready to blow his load
already.  Copious amounts of pre-cum were oozing from his piss slit, and
his dick was literally dancing up and down with desire.

Although I'm usually a top, as I gazed down at Tom's throbbing member, I
suddenly felt a great desire to have him inside me for a change!

Grinning deviously I popped the tube of lubricant open again and squirted
more into my hand.

"What're you doing?" Tom gasped impatiently.

"Change of plans," I said, still grinning.  "Drop your legs."

Tom looked strangely at me but did as I requested.  His eyes opened wide
though when a moment later I grasped his cock with my lube-filled hand and
began greasing him up.

"Wha-??" he began, but grinning, I quickly lifted first one knee then the
other and straddled him.  Then I scootched forward, letting his lubed tool
slide through my crotch, until I felt the head of it on my perineum.

"But - " Tom started to say, but he never finished as I reached quickly
behind me and guided his hot hardon so that the head of it was pressed up
against my anus.

"OOOOohhhhhh!!!" I groaned, half out of ecstasy, and half out of pain as I
swiftly sat back on Tom's long thick cock, driving it through my tight
opening.

"MMMMmm...." we both moaned then, as I sat fully back on Tom, shoving his
manhood deep up inside me, to the top of my rectum.

As I held myself down on Tom for a minute, to get used to being stretched
open, Tom looked up at me still a little surprised, but also with a look of
desire in his eyes.

Once the pain had subsided, I instantly began sliding slowly off Tom.
Before he popped back out of my anus, I reversed and slid slowly back down
on him, as he groaned happily.  I groaned as well, as his rod slid past my
engorged prostate.

As I pulled back up off Tom, I grasped my lubed penis and began stroking it
in time with my hip motion.  For a few seconds, I slowly long-dicked myself
with Tom's incredible tool, and stroked my own rod in time with my fucking.
Shortly though, the all the pain I'd felt initially was gone, and I was
left with just the pleasureable feeling of Tom's cock, which felt as if it
was the thick end of a baseball bat, sliding in and out of my tunnel.

Gradually I began to speed up then.  As I did, my hand sped up too.  Within
seconds, both Tom and I were quickly approaching our orgasms.  As if we
weren't stimulated enough ourselves, through the walls, we suddenly heard
Simon cry out, then both boys were grunting and groaning pleasureably.

"Fuck!" Tom gasped suddenly, and I felt him go rigid for a moment, then he
groaned with ecstasy as he relaxed, while I continued fucking myself on his
cock.

A second later, Tom moaned happily again, and suddenly his cock felt
greasier to me, as a result of his semen coating it as my rectal walls slid
up and down on it.

I sped up my fucking and masturbatory strokes just a little more, and
within a couple seconds, while Tom was still cumming inside me, I reached
my climax as well.

"AAAwwww!!!" I gasped, as my body tightened, and a gush of cum shot out of
my cock, and flew through the air.  The majority of it splattered against
the headboard, but a bit of it landed in a streak, back toward us, and
stuck in Tom's hair.

"MMmmmm...." Tom moaned again, and I gasped at the same time, and blew
another thick streak of jism.  This time it landed in a streak that ran
from the front of Tom's hair, down his forehead, over his left eye, which
he shut quickly to avoid being stung by it, and down his cheek, and into
his ear.

"Ewwwwmmmmmm!" he started to complain, but was distracted by another spasm.
Quickly he wiped at his shut left eye, just as I blew another load, that
went all over his hand.

"Jeeezee!" he gasped, as I felt his spasm again, and I too came again, this
time spraying his chest with a streak and a few splatters.

Tom smiled, then and began licking his hand.  His orgasm had apparently
ended.  Although mine was winding down, I spasmed again, dribbling onto
Tom's belly, and filling his navel.

"Mmmmmm..." Tom moaned, and I felt him tense slightly as he shuddered from
a final spasm.  Grinning, he reached for his belly button and scooped my
cum out, then raised his goo-coated finger to his mouth again.

"MMmmmmmm..." I groaned a final time and cum oozed from my piss slit and
slide down over my fingers and dribbled into the hair on my scrotum.

"Damn!" I gasped, as I settled fully down onto Tom, whose shrinking dick
was still up inside me.

As he grinned at me and continued cleaning himself and enjoying my jism, I
tensed and flexed one more time, oozing more semen, which also dribbled
down over my fingers and onto my balls.

"I'll say," Tom said.  "Messy as hell, but very tasty!"

I chuckled and he grinned back at me.

I sat straddling Tom, breathing deeply for a few seconds then, as he
continued shrinking inside me.

"Gonna be messier yet when you pop out of me!" I said, crinkling my nose a
little.

Tom snickered and said, "Maybe you should've borrowed a tampon from Simon!"

We both laughed then, as we thought back to Simon's experimentation with
feminine hygiene products, in an effort not to make a mess of his pants.

Suddenly Tom's penis, which was completely soft, popped out of my hole, and
instantly I felt his juices beginning to flow out of me.

"Fuck!" I gasped, and I instantly leaped off the bed and reached behind me,
and squeezed my cheeks, as I dashed for the door.

"Now you know how I feel all the time!" Tom called after me.  As I ran for
the bathroom, I could hear him chuckling heartily to himself, as he ripped
tissues from the box to clean himself with.

A moment later, I'd made it safely to the bathroom and as I sat on the
toilet, much of Tom's hot jism leaked back out of me and dripped into the
bowl.  As I wasn't used to quite so much ass action, and had apparently
abused my poor anus by fucking Tom so wildly, his cum stung slightly as it
drooled out of me.  A couple minutes later, I'd finished expelling as much
as I was going to, so I carefully wiped myself, then flushed the toilet.
Quickly I washed my hands and headed back to the bedroom.

                      * * *

"And they think we're loud!" Simon said, chuckling, as he and Ethan lay
next to each other, Ethan, with a kleenex wrapped around his slimey dick,
and Simon with a wad of kleenex stuffed between his cheeks, against his
anus.  They'd just heard us through the walls as we were both cumming, just
as we'd heard them a couple minutes earlier.

Ethan chuckled and said, "Yeah, we'll have to call 'em on it in the
morning!"

The two lay quietly for a minute, resting, aimlessly looking around the
room.

"OK, I'm bored!" Simon said, after a minute or so had gone by.

Ethan chuckled and said, "Why don't we check our e-mail while we
rejuvenate."

"Sounds good to me!" Simon said.

Carefully, so as not to disturb his tissue cork, he got up and retrieved
his laptop from his desk.  Ethan reached under the bed where he'd slid his
out of the way.

A minute later, both boys were side by side on the bed, opening their
e-mail accounts.

"Oh!" Simon cried, smiling.  "I got one from Lukey!"

The corners of Ethan's mouth turned downward, and he sighed.  Simon didn't
notice, as he began to read Lukey's message.  As he read through it,
Ethan's frown increased as he saw Simon's smile broaden.  When he glanced
downward and noticed his boyfriend's penis was swelling, he suddenly looked
stricken though.  Fortunately, or maybe not so fortunately, Simon never
noticed - he was too busy digesting Lukey's message.

"What's Golden Boy want?" Ethan asked when Simon finished reading the
e-mail.

He sounded a little sarcastic.  Simon noticed this, but chose to ignore it.
Grinning, he looked over at Ethan.

"He was reminiscing about how awesome it was when we were together out on
the island!" Simon said, in a bubbly tone.  "AND Mr. Jealous-Ass, he was
complimenting me on my choice of boyfriends!  He happens to think you're a
nice guy, and he's happy I have you!"

"Huh!" Ethan snorted.  "Whatever."

"I thought we were past this!" Simon said, focusing completely on Ethan.
"I've told you you're the only guy I want!  Do we have to go over this
again?"

Ethan rolled his head to the side and looked at Simon for a moment with a
scowl on his lips yet.  He waited for a moment, but saw that Simon's
expression was changing.  He saw that he was serious and was starting to
look both hurt and annoyed.

"No, we're fine," Ethan said, just as Simon opened his mouth to begin
berating him.  "I don't have to like the guy though, do I?"

Simon stared at Ethan with his mouth open for a minute, then he shut it,
and sighed.

"No," he said finally, his expression fading into one of disappointed
acceptance.

He closed Lukey's e-mail, deciding to respond to it later when he was
along, and returned to his in-box.

                       * * *

"OK - here's one from Taylor!  Do you have a problem with me talking to
him?"  Simon asked.

"I don't have a problem with you talking to Lukey," Ethan said.  "I just
don't like how enthralled you two are with each other.  You can talk to him
all you want.  Let's not discuss him anymore.  Anyway, what's the little
spy want?"

Simon contemplated Ethan for a moment, but decided to keep quiet about
Lukey, and looked back at his computer, and opened Taylor's e-mail.  As he
did, through the walls both boys heard the shower start.

Ethan chuckled and said, "Guess they're finished and getting cleaned up!"

Simon grinned, then cried, "Hey! There's some pictures attached!"

Quickly he clicked the first one open.

"Holy shit!" he said, his eyes getting bigger.  "I wouldn't've thought it
from when we saw him at the campground with his clothes on, but this kid's
gorgeous!  Take a look!"

Curious, Ethan glanced over at the Simon's screen and did a double take of
the picture of a completely naked Taylor, that was filling the screen.
Simon was right, he thought.  Taylor certainly had a beautiful body, and a
delicious looking cock!

"Damn!" Ethan said.  "Let's see the others!"

Grinning, Simon clicked the second one open, and both boys sighed as they
saw a picture of Taylor from behind.

"What a fucking gorgeous ass!" Ethan said, as his cock began quickly
inflating.

Quickly Simon clicked on the third picture and it was one of Taylor laying
on a bed with his legs up, fully exposing his asshole for the camera.  He
was masturbating and had an expression of ecstasy on his face, as if he was
just reaching his climax.

"Oh shit!" Ethan croaked.  His cock swiftly became fully erect, as did
Simon's.

"Si, I gotta fuck you again, NOW man!" Ethan said, as he gazed as Taylor's
luscious boy cunt, and the look of passion in his eyes.

"I'm ready!" Simon grinned, also staring a little incredulously at the
awesome shot of Taylor.

Ethan glanced over and saw that Simon was fully engorged as well.

"C'mon," Simon said, rolling onto his stomach.  As he pulled himself onto
his knees, shoving his ass up in the air, he reached behind him for the
slimey wad of tissues that had been pressed a little ways up into his hole.
"I'm still pretty well lubed from last time... and from you too of course!"

Ethan grinned and began pulling the kleenex off off his cock as he got off
the bed.  He winced slightly as some of had dried and was stuck to his
cock.

"I think I'll add a little more to it anyway," he said, and he grabbed the
tube of lubricant off the night stand.  Quickly he squirted a good amount
into his hand and as he got back onto the bed behind Simon, and crawled
between his legs, he rubbed the lube up and down his rod.  He smiled when
not only did it make his cock slippery again, but at the same time, it
removed the little bits of dried Kleenex that were still stuck to his
shaft.

Simon pushed the laptop, which still had the image of Taylor offering his
ass to them, up the bed a little, away from them, but left it open so they
could both gaze at the young boy's ass while they fucked.

"OOoohhhhh..." he groaned a moment later, as Ethan began to slowly enter
him.

"Mmmmmm..." they both moaned as Ethan's long thick hardon slid all the way
up inside Simon.

Once Ethan was completely stuffed up Simon's ass, he only paused for a
moment, pushing gently, but forcefully with his pelvis, shoving every last
millimeter of his hardness as deep into Simon as he could get it, which
brought a passionate gasp from Simon, and caused the younger boy's dick to
flex violently.  Ethan smiled as he felt Simon's sphincter clamping around
the base of his cock.

All too soon for Simon, Ethan relaxed and began sliding back out of him.
Slowly and steadily then, Ethan began gliding in and out of Simon's rectum.
As he did, he gazed at the picture of Taylor, and his cock flexed
occasionally as he imagined he was plowing in and out of the boy's tight
hole.  Simon, who felt Ethan's cock expand each time he flexed it, gazed
too at Taylor's picture, although in addition to drooling over the boy's
asshole, he was also studying the passionate look on the boy's face, and
imagined as Ethan was plowing his pole in and out of him, that he was
sandwiched between Ethan and Taylor and had his own cock buried deep inside
Taylor and was plowing in and out of him, as Ethan was fucking him, in an
awesome three-way.  His cock flexed occasionally and he dribbled pre-cum,
as his excitment built.  And, each time he clenched Ethan's pole, it gave
Ethan an additional thrill as well.

It seemed that with the addition of the tantalizing photo of Taylor, that
both boys' arousal was heightened more than usual, and within less than a
minute, Ethan was slamming himself in and out of Simon's asshole, and Simon
was urgently humping back and forth to meet Ethan's thrusts!  Both boys
were groaning passionately, as they swiftly approached their climaxes.

"AAAwwwwwww!!!" Ethan cried loudly and suddenly, a few seconds later, and
he paused for just a split second with his penis slammed fully home,
completely buried deep inside Simon.  As he did, he ejaculated a huge gush
of hot semen that shot forcefully deep into Simon's colon.

As Ethan slid back out of Simon, Simon tensed, and then as Ethan plowed
back into him, raking over his prostate, Simon cried out joyously, and blew
a huge stream of semen all over the bed.

"Ohhhmmmm!!!" Ethan groaned, injecting more hot jism into Simon's anal
canal.

"Mmmmmmmmmnnnn!!!" Simon moaned, spraying the bed again.

As Ethan rutted in and out of Simon without abandon, and Simon bucked back
and forth trying to fuck Ethan even more savagely, the bed squeaked away,
and both boys continued grunting and gasping with pleasure, and Ethan
repeatedly filled Simon's love tunnel, while Simon soaked the bedding
underneath them several times.  Through it all, Buddy lay in the corner,
watching alertly for signs of either boy hurting the other, and sniffing
constantly, as the aroma of semen and sweat filled the air.

"Fuck!" Ethan gasped, as he finally flopped down on Simon's back, panting,
after his orgasm had ended.

"unnngghnnn..." Simon moaned, as he spasmed one last time, his sphincter
weakly clenching around the base of Ethan's shrinking cock.  A last bit of
sperm oozed from his penis, and his balls ached, but he felt wonderfully
warm and all over, and as if his entire body was humming slightly.  He too
was panting for breath.

The two remained in the same position for a couple minutes - longer
actually than they'd fucked - breathing heavily - with Ethan's penis shoved
deep inside Simon yet.

"God Damn!" Ethan declared finally, as he pushed up off Simon, and his
soft, but still slimey penis slid out of Simon's hole, which remained
gaping open, the edges of it glistening with lubricant and a bit of Ethan's
cum.

Smiling, Ethan reached for Simon's hole and slid his index and middle
finger deep inside him.

Simon gasped, then moaned as Ethan began rubbing his prostate.  Suddenly he
tensed up for a moment.

"Ooohnnnn!" he gasped and shuddered as a bit more semen oozed from his piss
slit.

"Fuck!  Enough already Eeth!" Simon complained, looking back at Ethan who
was deftly molesting his hole yet.

Chuckling, but feeling a little disappointed, Ethan pulled his fingers from
Simon, who sighed happily and relaxed, although he didn't get off his hands
and knees right away.

Smiling, Ethan grinned to himself and leaned over and began licking at
Simon's hole, which was still open about the size of a nickel.

"Aaaahhh!!! Jeeze Eeth!  OHhhmmmmm...!" Simon gasped.  His complaint melted
into a happy groan though as Ethan's tongue pleasured him immensely.

Simon moaned and twisted his hips a bit then, while Ethan deftly licked and
and tongue-fucked Simon for a minute or so, enjoying not only giving Simon
added pleasure, but also the flavor of some of his own semen.

"God Damn man!" Simon gasped, when Ethan finally pulled away and stood up
again.  As he did, Simon noticed he was already semi-erect again.

"Jesus you Perve!" Simon cried, grinning.  "We can go again, but..."

He flinched slightly, and Ethan saw his anus try to close.

"It's good you got your mouth off me when you did!  You cummed in me so
much, I think it's working like an enema!" Simon finished.  "I gotta go
now!"

"Oh Christ!" Ethan cried, cringing a little.  "I don't know if Tom and Greg
are out of the shower yet!  Can you hold it?"

Quickly he looked around the room for the waste basket, in case Simon said
he couldn't.

"Shower stopped a couple minutes ago, and I think I just heard the door
open," Simon said.  "I gotta try to get there now!"

With that, Simon leaped up, and with a worried look on his face, he reached
back to clutch his buttocks closed, and quickly leaped toward the door,
which Ethan reached over and yanked open for him.

                      * * *

Simon dashed around the corner and into the open bathroom door then, with
Ethan on his heels.  As Ethan closed the bathroom door, Simon dropped the
toilet seat down and quickly sat down on it.  A moment later, Simon
strained slightly, his face flushing with color, and Ethan heard three loud
splashes come from the toilet bowl.

"MMmmmm..." Simon moaned, relaxing.  The color started to drain from his
face again.

"That's better," he said, smiling.

Grinning, Ethan said, "Guess a tampon wouldn't'a worked on that eh?"

"No way!" Simon said, his eyes bugging a little as he thought of the
horrible situation he could've been in if he hadn't been near a toilet and
had tried to plug his ass with one.

As Ethan chuckled, Simon felt a little more liquid ooze from his asshole,
and drip into the water below.  Realizing everything had worked out OK,
Simon laughed too.

"Whew!  Flush man!" Ethan said, crinkling his nose as the scent of Simon's
shit hit his nostrils.

"It's your own fault for filling me up so much!" Simon protested, grinning.
He flushed though, while Ethan reached for the bathroom spray and spritzed
a little pine scent around the room.

While Ethan stood quietly waiting for him then, Simon waited another minute
or so, to make sure he'd finished going, then quickly wiped himself and got
up and flushed the toilet.

"How 'bout we shower, then get a snack?" he asked.

"Sounds good to me!" Ethan said, smiling, and he stepped into the shower.

Simon followed him in and closed the shower curtain, while Ethan turned on
the water and adjusted the temperature.  A few seconds later, the boys were
taking turns getting wet, then they each filled a hand with shampoo and
began washing the other from head to toe with it.  Of course they each
spent extra time working on each other's genitals and asses.  In fact,
Simon worked on Ethan's cock so much, Ethan was beginning to feel another
orgasm starting to build by the time Simon stopped.

"Fuck!" he complained.  "You might as well have finished me off!"

Simon snickered and said, "Naw!  I might want a little drink later!"

As he waggled his eyebrows up and down, Ethan grinned and said, "That
sounds good to me too!"

He shut off the water then and the two stepped out of the tub and dried
themselves.

"Damn! I'm starved!" Simon said, as he opened the bathroom door, a couple
minutes later, and felt the cooler air in the hallway hit his naked body.

"Let's see what there is to snack on before we head back to bed," Ethan
suggested.

"'K," Simon said, and he turned right as he stepped into the hallway,
instead of left.  Ethan followed him.

                   * * *

"God Damn son!" Tom cried, as the boys walked into the kitchen, and he saw,
and stared pointedly at Ethan's still semi-erect penis.  "I would've
thought your last round would've cured that!"

Simon jumped slightly, as he hadn't seen us sitting naked at the table
having a snack of our own.  Ethan's penis began to shrink as both of them
began to blush at Tom's remark.

"You should talk!" Ethan said.  "It's not like we can't hear you two
whining and moaning through the walls too!"

I felt my face warming up a little, but Tom grinned and said, "Check it out
Greg.  There's something to it.  Soon as he started blushing and the blood
ran to his face, it left his dick!"

Ethan blushed even more, as Tom and I started to chuckle.

Suddenly though, Ethan grinned and bent over and looked under the table.
He was at just the correct angle to clearly see Tom's crotch, and noticed
that his penis was semi-erect too.

"Well, looky what we have here Si!" he said, pointing at Tom's genitals.
"Looks as if he's ready for another go too!"

Tom immediately blushed, and a moment later Ethan cracked up laughing as he
saw that Tom's penis had begun to shrink too.

"You're right!" he cried, laughing yet.  "Your cock shrunk when you blushed
too!"

"Just goes to show, a body has just so much blood in it!" I said.  "There's
your Science lesson for the day!"

We all laughed a moment, then Simon asked if there was anything left for
them to eat.

Grinning, I said, "There's plenty.  Check in the fridge.  And there're some
other snacks on the counter too.  Meanwhile, I think maybe I'm ready to
head to bed again."

As Tom grinned, and began to blush a little again, Ethan and Simon both
broke into broad grins as well.

"Uh huh!" Ethan said.  "We know it's just seeing us that's got you all
excited again!"

I chuckled and said, "I'm sure you guys have no plans to have another go at
it too!"

Ethan grinned and said, "Well... Si did promise me a BJ later!"

As we got up, Tom and I grinned, as Simon blushed, but smiled.

"Hmmm..." Tom said.  "That sounds good to me too!"

"Well," I said, grinning, as I noticed Tom's penis was beginning to expand
again, and felt my own doing the same.  "How 'bout we get to it then!"

We both quickly picked up our dishes and took them to the sink, then wished
the boys a "good-night" and headed back to our room.

"Let's hurry up with this snack!" Ethan said to Simon after we'd left.  As
Simon backed away from the refrigerator he felt the head of Ethan's hardon
prod him in the butt.

"No way!"  he cried.  "I said I'd suck on it, not take it up the ass
again!"

Ethan chuckled and said, "OK, OK, but I can't help the state I'm in."

"Well, just keep back a little then!" Simon said, grinning.

"OK, but let's just grab a bag of cookies and go back to our room!" Ethan
said.

Simon grinned and said, "OK!"

He spun around and grabbed a package of cookies off the counter and said,
"Let's go!"

Grinning, Ethan pushed the kitchen door open, and Simon dashed through it,
with Ethan following him.  A minute later, they were back in their room.

                   * * *

"Damn!" Ethan said, as he looked down at the bed.  "You made a Hell of a
mess of the comforter earlier!"

Simon frowned and said, "Well, it's your own fault for getting me so worked
up!  The way you were fucking the Hell out of me, all I could do was spray
and spray all over the place!"

Ethan grinned and chuckled, then said, "Glad I'm so good!"

Simon snickered and said, "You're the best!"

Ethan's grin broadened for a moment, but then faded as he looked down on
the bed, and Simon's mess.

"Let's just ditch it for now!" he suggested.

"Good idean," Simon said, and he quickly ripped the comforter off the bed.
A little more carefully, he laid it on the floor, so that the side that was
streaked and dotted with his semen was facing up and wouldn't stain any
more of the fabric.

A moment later, the two were laying on the bed, comfortably entwined in a
'69'.  And a short time later, both began moaning softly, as they sucked
leisurely on each other's hardons, fondled each other's balls, and fingered
each other's boy cunts.

As the boys were busy with each other, Buddy, who'd been following them
from room to room, got up from the corner, sniffing the air, and padded
over to the discarded comforter.  Locating the source of the scent he was
smelling, he laid down and happily began licking all of Simon's cum off the
comforter.

Meanwhile, in our room, we too were laying on the bed in a '69', also
sucking on and fingering each other.

"OOHhmmmmnnn..." I groaned softly, as I felt Tom's middle finger delve deep
within me and begin rubbing my love button.  Quickly, I reciprocated, and
he too groaned as I began rubbing his "G" spot as well.

The two of us intensified our manipulations then, and within another
minute, I felt Tom's anus clench my finger, as he gasped.  As his gasp
faded into a moan of pleasure and his sphincter relaxed, my mouth was
flooded with his salty tanginess.

"MMmmm..." I moaned as a second later, while Tom came again in my mouth, I
too began to explode with joy, and coated his tonsils as well.

The two of us continued pleasuring each other for a few more seconds then,
until we'd both spasmed several times, then, as our orgasms ended, we
slowed our sucking and finger-fucking, and leisurely pleasured each other a
little more.

Shortly, first Tom, then I each had one more joyous spasm, and oozed a bit
more cum.  Once this happened, I sucked Tom's cock dry and slid my finger
from his love tunnel and he dod the same.

"Mmmmm, that was nice," Tom sighed, happily.

"Oh yeah!" I agreed, swinging around so my head was also facing the top of
the bed.

"Time for sleep now!" Tom smiled.

"Yup!" I agreed.  And while Tom pulled the covers up over us, I twisted
around and turned off the lamp on the night stand, instantly plunging the
room into darkness.

"Mmmmm, this is nice and comfy," Tom sighed, as he snuggled into the crook
of my arm and draped a leg over mine.

"Yeah," I agreed.

Tom reached upward and we kissed for a moment, then, settled back.  Within
a couple minutes, both of us were asleep.

Back in Simon and Ethan's room, as we were settling in under the covers,
the boys were doing the same thing, each having given the other a drink of
warm, thick, cream a few minutes earlier as well.

Having finished cleaning Simon's comforter, Buddy ambled back to his bed on
the floor in the corner, spun around in it three times, and dropped heavily
into a curled up ball, letting the air out of his lungs.  Almost
immediately, like the boys had done, he too fell asleep.

                             * * *

Our alarm clocks both went off early, at 6:30 the next morning.

Ethan and Simon needed to be out of the house first, so they shared the
shower first.  Almost as soon as they were in the shower together Ethan had
firmly, but gently pushed Simon up against the wall, intending to enter him
from behind, but because of his Driver's Ed class, Simon had declined, as
he didn't want to have any leakage in his pants while riding around in the
Driver's Ed car.  Ethan was disappointed, until Simon casually wrapped one
soapy hand around his hardon, and slid the other, equally as soapy hand,
between his buttocks.  Grinning Ethan immediately reciprocated, and after
only a couple minutes, both boys were tense and red-faced, as they strained
to hold back their orgasms as long as they could.  It quickly turned into a
lost cause for both of them, as first Ethan, then Simon, gasped and shot a
load of semen into the shower wall.  Both continued masturbating each other
and molesting each other's anus for the next several seconds,
 until they'd each spasmed a few more times, adding to their artwork on the
wall.  Once they were both finished, grinning, they took their hands off
each other, long enough to wash them.  Then, Simon stood smiling as Ethan
washed him all over.  After Ethan had rinsed him off, Simon washed Ethan
all over and rinsed him as well.  Smiling then they'd both stepped out of
the tub, and dried off.  A few minutes later, both appeared in the kitchen,
fully dressed for the day, smiling contentedly.

Tom looked up from his newspaper and cup of coffee and grinned, when he saw
the smiles on the boys' faces.

"Eggs and bacon?" I asked.

Both answered enthusiastically that that sounded good.  While I scrambled
some eggs for them, to go along with the bacon I'd just finished frying,
Simon got himself and Ethan some OJ, and Ethan poured himself a cup of
coffee.

A few minutes later, we were all eating ravinously.  A couple minutes after
we finished eating, the boys were running out the door.  Ethan had to go to
work, and was dropping Simon at the high school for his Driver's Ed class
on the way.

"Well!" Tom said, looking at me with lustful eyes after the boys had left.
"I expect the water heater has heated up another batch of water!  Shall we
shower?"

I grinned as I felt my cock start to swell.

"Sounds like a plan!" I said.

Tom grinned and waggled his eyebrows at me as he got up.  As his hips rose
above the edge of the table, my dick burgeoned even more, when I saw the
prominent bulge in the front of his shorts.

"Let's go then," Tom said, his nostrils flaring with desire.

Within less than a minute, we were both standing naked in the shower.  Tom
was leaning against the wall with the faucets on it, adjusting the water
temperature.  While he fiddled with the water, he moaned happily, as I
gently slid a finger in and out of his asshole, making sure to prod his
prostate each time I pressed inward.

"Oh!" he groaned finally.  "C'mon man!  Lube up and give it to me already!"

Grinning, I pulled my hand from his hole and reached for a bottle of
lubricant that was sitting on the shelf.  Quickly I poured some into my
hand, put the bottle back, and greased my throbbing hardon.  When I was
fully lubricated, I reached again for Tom's ass and wiped the residue of
excess lube on his anus.

"Mmmmm..." Tom moaned, turning and smiling at me as I again slid a slipper
finger up inside him and rubbed his gland.  "Do it to me baby!"

Grinning again, I pulled my hand from his ass, and moved into position.  As
I pressed the head of my cock up against Tom's pucker, he turned his head
to face the wall.  Then, as I sank slowly, but steadily into him, he
groaned deep in his throat.

I paused for a moment once I was fully inserted into Tom's rectum.

"Water!" he announced then.  I slammed my eyes shut, and a moment later was
hit by the spray of the shower, as Tom flipped the diverter and the shower
began to drench us with hot water.  Smiling, I began to glide back out of
Tom.

"Ooohmmmmmm..." Tom moaned happily as I began to plunge back into him,
raking his internal nut.

Slowly then, I long-dicked Tom for a couple minutes, as we both enjoyed the
feeling of the warm water bathing over us, as we copulated.

As is usually the case with Tom and I, it only took a couple minutes before
both our orgasms began building within us.  As I sped up my thrusts, Tom
reached for his cock and began jacking off.  At the same time, he squirmed
and humped his hips back and forth a little, to meet my thrusts.  We
roughly fucked each other then for another half minute or so, before Tom
suddenly tensed up, then gasped as his muscle relaxed and a gush of semen
shot out of his cock, hitting the tub's spigot.

As my own climax quickly approached, I continued slamming in and out of Tom
as he spasmed again, shooting another streak of jism against the wall.

"AAAwwww!!" I gasped, suddenly blasting a load of molten semen deep inside
Tom's insides.

"Mmmmmmm..." he groaned, cumming again.  This time his ejaculate landed on
the tub floor in the water that was swirling around and around the drain.
As I blew another load of spunk inside Tom, his cum was quickly washed away
down the drain.  More appeared to take its place though as he came again,
whimpering happily, and still attempting to clamp around my cock, which
pulsed another gush of jism inside his rectum.

We each spasmed a couple more times, before both our orgasms ended, and I
slowed my pace, continuing to slowly slide in and out of Tom's love canal
for another few seconds.  Finally, I shoved myself deep inside him, and
sprawled over his back, leaning around his right side of his head.  Smiling
Tom turned his head so that we could reach each other, and we kissed.

I broke away from Tom's lips a few seconds later and straighted up.  As I
did, my swiftly shrinking penis slid from his asshole.  Smiling, I reached
for his hole and began massaging it again, as Tom moaned happily.

"Aw Fuck!" he gasped, when a moment later I shoved my index and middle
fingers inside him and began finger fucking him, prodding his prostate with
each inward thrust.  "Man!  Enough already!  Christ you made me cum 4 times
already this morning!  C'mon!  I gotta get cleaned up and get to work!"

Chuckling I slid my fingers out of Tom and he quickly straightened up, and
turned to face me.  A moment later though a funny look crossed his face and
he spread his feet apart.

"I think I'm leaking!" he said.

Chuckling, I told him to turn around and bend over.  He did.

Sure enough, when he bent forward and his buttocks flattened, his hole was
still open a little, and a bit of my cum began to drool out of it.

Grinning, I stuck my forefinger through Tom's hole.  As he groaned, I
scooped slightly with my finger and pulled it out of him, and dragged a
fingerful of jism out.

"Yup!" I said, chuckling as I let the shower wash my finger off.

"You're just having too much fun with my hole!" Tom complained.

Chuckling yet, I quickly leaned forward and stuck my tongue out and began
deftly rimming him.

"OH Fuck!" he cried, and quickly grasped the safety handles, as I jammed my
tongue in and out of his opening, and tasted my own tangy saltiness.

As Tom gasped and grunted, I ate his asshole out for a few seconds.

When I backed off Tom's ass and stood up he turned halfway toward me and
said, "Now look what you've done!" and he looked downward.

I laughed when I saw his cock was fully erect and throbbing again.

"Well, that should be easily taken care of," I said grinning.

Tom grinned too when I reached for the lube.  Quickly I poured some into my
hand, and set the bottle down, then I attacked his cock with my handful of
liquid slime and began swiftly jacking him off.  At the same time I reached
again for his ass, and began deftly finger-fucking him.  Within a few
seconds, he was humping his hips back and forth, and had a wild look in his
eyes, as his nostrils flared.

"AAAwwww!!!" he cried out a few seconds later and I felt him squeezing my
finger with his asshole, as he blasted a small bit of semen from his cock
toward the wall.

I continued masturbating and molesting Tom then for the next several
seconds, as he repeatedly spasmed with pleasure, spraying dots of seminal
fluid against the wall.

"God Damnit!" he gasped, when he'd finally finished cumming and I let go of
him and pulled my fingers from his ass.  "No more!  My fucking balls are
killing me!"

I snickered, but then said, "Well, I have a problem now too!"  And I
pointed down to my own hardon.

Tom grinned and quickly turned to fully face me.  As he did, he sank into a
squat and a moment later, his hot mouth was engulfing my engorged organ.

Tom sucked swiftly back and forth on my cock, and rubbed my asshole with
his middle finger, while he fondled my balls with his other hand, and
within a minute, I too was exploding joyously, shooting mouthfuls of jism
down Tom's throat.

Once I'd finished cumming, and Tom had backed off me and stood up, I
realized he was truly spent.  His cock was completely flacid.

Smiling, I said, "OK, I guess we can get washed up now!"

"At last!" Tom said, feigning relief.

We both laughed as we reached for the shampoo and soap.  Within a few
minutes, we'd washed, dried, and gotten dressed, and Tom was on his way to
school to start getting things in order for the upcoming school year.  I on
the other hand, with Buddy's help, began attending to chores at the
apartment.

                       * * *

That evening, as Tom and I were starting to get things ready for supper,
the boys joined us in the kitchen.  As Tom had just put a platter of raw
vegetables and dip, and a few cans of cold soda on the table, we all sat
down to enjoy his appetizer and talk about the day.  Simon seemed to be in
a very good mood, so I asked him how Driver's Ed had gone.  He grinned and
said it had been a lot of fun.  Half the time they spent in a class room,
getting their books, hearing a lecture, and watching a couple of short
videos.  Then, right afterward, he the instructor and three other students,
another boy, and two girls, had gone driving.

Simon drove first, and the instructor complimented his abilities, and had
asked him to drive out onto a nearby freeway, which Simon had done without
any problems.  The other students all seemed to be impressed with his
driving abilities, Simon said when his turn ended.

Simon's eyes took on a slightly haunted look as he told about how the next
driver, one of the girls, who'd just gotten her permit, had nearly gotten
them all killed when she suddenly veered into the oncoming lane of traffic
to avoid a bird that was sitting in the street.  Simon said the instructor
had grabbed the wheel and pulled them back into their lane, just before a
Mack truck would've smashed into them, while the bird calmly flew off into
a tree.  He said the girl had started crying then, and the instructor had
made her pull over, and get calmed down before they continued.  The rest of
her stint as driver had gone without incident.

The other boy drove next.  Simon wasn't sure if he was a newer driver as
well, or was just scared yet from their near accident, but he had seemed to
drive in a jerky fashion, and really took his time at Stop signs.

Ethan thought he sounded like the type of driver he wanted Simon riding
with - a cautious one - until Simon grinned and said, "You should've seen
him.  His name's Jean-Luc.  He's French Canadian.  His family just moved
here from Montreal, and he's going to go to our school.  And, he's
absolutely gorgeous!"

Instantly Ethan's smile drooped as Simon, with his usual enthusiasm over
good looking boys, gushed on about how good looking Jean-Luc was.

According to Simon, Jean-Luc was tall and skinny, with thick, long, wavy,
chestnut hair, that hung to his shoulders.  He had a thick peach-fuzz
mustache, beautiful white teeth, and a gorgeous face.  His skin was creamy
white, and blemish free, and he had only a little hair on his arms and
legs.

Simon said that after Jean-Luc's turn driving, when they'd traded places,
so the last girl, whose driving abilities he failed to mention, could take
her turn driving, Jean-Luc had ended up in the middle of the back seat
between Simon and the other girl, who was chubby, and Simon initially
thought might smell as Jean-Luc seemed to shy away from her.

Ethan's expression darkened though when Simon's smile broadened as he
prattled on about how after only a couple minutes he'd begun to realize it
might not be that the chubby girl smelled, but that possibly Jean-Luc might
be gay!

"Why would you think that?" Tom asked.  I could've kicked him.  He
apparently was wrapped up in Simon's story and couldn't see the stress on
Ethan's face, as beaming, Simon carried on about Jean-Luc.

"Well," Simon said, grinning at Tom.  "as we drove around, I began to
notice that he was really trying to avoid Lisa, to the point he was
pressing up against me.  We both had shorts on, and his bare leg was
pressed right up against mine.  I was already up against the door, and
couldn't move over any further really.  I was surprised that when our skin
touched, he didn't back off a little, like a straight guy would do.  AND he
had a boner going!  I could see it stretching down the inside of his
thigh!"

"Shit!" Tom said, grinning back at Simon.  "How long did that go on?  What
else happened?"

Poor Ethan looked devastated, as grinning even more broadly, Simon
continued.

"Well," Simon said.  "it was really funny, because suddenly Lisa must've
noticed Jean-Luc's dilemma, because she smiled at him and tried to press up
against him.  When he noticed though, he cringed and leaned way up against
me, trying to get away from her!"

"Oh my God!" Tom gushed, incredulously - completely lost in Simon's tale.
"What happened next?"

"I know!" Simon chortled.  "Well, as soon as she realized he was disgusted
by her advance, she looked surprised.  Then she must've realized it was me
he was boned over, and initially she looked angry, but then suddenly she
started smirking at him.  Poor Jean-Luc turned bright red and looked really
upset."

"I bet," Tom said.  "Poor guy.  What happened then?"

"Well," Simon said.  "He was really embarrassed, and did pull back away
from me.  He sat looking down at his knees, and he looked like he was going
to cry.  Anyway, I prodded him a couple times with my elbow, til he looked
up at me.  When he finally looked up, I smiled and winked at him.  He
looked surprised.  I just smiled and looked pointedly down at my own
crotch.  You should've seen the look on his face when he saw I was boned
too, and realized I must be gay too!  Instantly he relaxed and started
smiling again.  He let his leg relax and rest up against mine again too.
When he did, his boner started up again!"

"Did the girl notice?  If she did, I bet she didn't like that!" Tom said,
grinning.

"She scowled when she realized I was liking it," Simon said, smiling
gleefully.

As I watched Ethan's face, his expression changed from dismay, to hurt, and
finally to anger.

Fortunately, Tom finally glanced up at him as the pained look changed to
fury.  Instantly his grin melted away, and he looked mortified that he
hadn't noticed how Simon's story was affecting Ethan.

Simon noticed Tom's expression change, and his head instantly swiveled
toward Ethan.  When he saw how upset Ethan was, he muttered, "Oh fuck!"
under his breath.

Before Ethan could speak, Simon said, "Oh come on Ethan!  Don't get all
bent out of shape over this!  Nothing happened!  Jean-Luc's a nice guy, who
happens to be incredibily good looking!  You'd've popped a woody over him
too if you'd seen him!  And you'd've felt sorry for him too if you'd seen
how Lisa behaved!"

As Ethan listened to Simon, Simon's words didn't have the desired affect on
him.  Rather than calming him down, he only got more angry!  When Simon
finished speaking, he and Ethan stared at each other for a moment.  As they
did, I could see that Simon was starting to become more defensive, and that
he too was starting to get angry.

Before Ethan could speak, Simon burst out, "Why is it, you blow up any time
I mention a guy I find good looking?  I've told you over and over, that
you're the guy I want - not them!  I can't help it if I get hard when I see
other good looking guys though!  You can't either!  There've been a few
times I've seen you so boned, you could barely walk right after you
couldn't take your eyes off a good looking guy!"

Again they stared at each other a moment.

As Simon opened his mouth to speak, Ethan cut him off and hollered, "That
may be!  But why is it YOU always carry it so far whenever you see a good
looking guy?  Why do you have to be so God damned impressed with them, that
you can't shut up about it, and carry on like you can't wait to jump in
their beds?  Why is it when you do end up having sex with them, it's so
fucking awesome compared with when you have sex with me?  How can you
expect me to believe I'm all you want?"

When Ethan mentioned Simon having sex with other guys, Tom's eyes grew big,
and I was horrified.  Who was Simon having sex with other than Ethan?
Simon's expression changed to complete dismay, and his face flushed a
little with embarrassment as well.

Ethan glared at Simon for a moment, and Simon stared back at him balefully.

Finally, Simon said in a soft, thick voice, "I've never had sex with anyone
but you, except if you've been with me.  You don't think I've cheated on
you do you?  Because I haven't!"

"That's what I'm talking about!" Ethan snarled, looking even more angry.

Simon looked even more taken aback for a moment.  Slowly though, I saw him
recharging.

Suddenly he looked angry again and burst out, "You're NOT still talking
about Lukey are you?"

Ethan looked stung for an instant, then his expression changed to one of
hurt, and he couldn't look at Simon for a minute.

"Oh fucking God Ethan!" Simon cried.  "You were there!  YOU were the one
who was fucking me!  It was because YOU were the one I was with that it was
so fucking awesome!  Honestly!  I wish we'd never gone to that fucking
island!"

"ME TOO!" Ethan shouted.  I could see he suddenly had tears in his eyes
though.

Simon looked dismayed again, and as the two looked at each other I saw pain
etched on both their faces.

"Guys!" I said, deciding it was time to mediate a little, if they'd let me.

The boys didn't look at me right away, although Tom did.  He had a guilty
but hopeful look on his face.

"Simon!  Ethan!" I said, a little more firmly.  They both looked at me
then.  Simon wore an expression of dismay and guilt.  Ethan looked
resentful, as well as hurt yet.

"Enough!" I said, softly.  "Sometimes it's good to get your feelings out,
but sometimes when you do, you carry things further than you should, and
the other person gets hurt.  I think you're crossing over into that
territory now, and even if you're thinking that's a good thing because
you're angry with each other, deep down you know it's not a good thing, and
that even though you're upset, you're still deeply in love with each other.
So, you need to stop for a minute and not say anything to each other.  And
while you try to just sit and relax and breathe, I have something I want to
tell you both!"

Tom nodded and attempted to smile a little, but Simon looked cross, and
Ethan looked mad yet.

I paused for a minute and let everyone breathe a few breaths.  Then
quietly, I spoke again.

"Tom and I have been around you guys and lived with you for some time now,
and we both know you almost as well as you know yourselves and each other.
Maybe we even know you a little better than that - because we're older, and
we've both experienced all the things you're experiencing now."

I took a breath, and continued, "First, I want to point something out to
both of you.  We've both had private conversations with both of you in the
recent past - particularly about this situation, and your feelings for each
other, so I think we have a pretty good idea of what's going on, and have a
couple of things to say to both of you about it!"

I paused again, as both boys looked at me.  Each had relaxed a little, and
both were looking at me with annoyed expressions.  I was making headway!
Tom was smiling hopefully and nodding again.

Simon opened his mouth to say something, but I reached over and held a
finger up against his lips and said, "No!  I'm talking and you're listening
right now.  You can talk afterward again."

Simon looked cross, but shut his mouth.  Ethan snorted slightly, but I shot
him a glare, and he looked annoyed again.

"For a while now," I began again, "you guys have been going through the
same type of doubts that are coming to a head now."

Ethan still looked annoyed, but also a little guilty then.  Simon looked
questioningly at me, apparently not realizing that some of the problem was
coming from some doubts I realized he was having.

"You both have to realize a few things," I said.  "First - no matter what
either of you try to do to prevent it - you will both notice good looking
guys as you go through life, and you will both get erections over them!
This is just human nature for a gay guy, and you can't do anything about
it!  Happens to me and Tom all the time.  And we know it happens to you
too!  It's something you'll have to learn to live with - and - at the same
time - appreciate!  It's OK to look at attractive guys, and get aroused.
As long as you don't do anything about it!"

Ethan looked as if he was going to protest, but I continued in a slightly
louder voice, as I stared straight at him.

"Ethan!  I know you don't like it when Simon sees someone he thinks is good
looking!  That's normal.  You love him, and you're jealous.  That's
normal." I said.

Ethan looked a little vindicated, and Simon looked mad.

"The thing is though," I continued.  "You have to remember that it's normal
for Simon to get hard if he sees a good looking guy!  And it's normal for
him to appreciate it if a good looking guy shows him some attention too,
like Jean-Luc did.  Simon didn't do anything wrong with Jean-Luc though.
All he did was try to make him feel better when Lisa started smirking at
him when she figured out he was gay!  Yes!  Simon got hard!  That's normal.
Especially if the guy presses his leg up against him.  Simon couldn't move
over anymore than he did.  And Ethan, even if he could have, allowing
Jean-Luc to leave his leg pressed against him really wasn't anything you
can complain about.  Neither did anything but smile at each other, and get
boned.  There's nothing wrong with that!"

Ethan was about to protest, but again I cut him off.

"Wait!" I said.  "I know how you feel!  Even though I just said there's
nothing wrong with what happened, I understand that you feel jealous and
upset about it.  I probably would too if I were in your shoes!"

Both boys, and Tom looked surprised.

"That's a normal reaction for any guy to feel in that situation," I said,
smiling.

Ethan actually smiled slightly, and was about to speak, but again I cut him
off.

"Ethan!" I said.  "If there's one thing I know about Simon, it's that he
loves you more than anyone in the world!"

"Well, you got that wrong!" Ethan said, finally forcing an interruption.

We all looked questioningly at him and he blushed slightly and meekly said,
"You're the one person he loves the most in the world, and I think that's
the way it'll always be."

I was surprised by that.

"I'm OK with it being you though," Ethan said, and he smiled a little shyly
and nodded.

"Well," I said, regrouping after a pregnant pause. "OK, well... that's one
I don't want to argue about really because it makes me feel good to hear
it.  But ... the love Simon feels for me isn't the same kind of love he
feels for you.  So, you can't really equate the two.  You have to realize,
I'm more of a father-figure to him, so he feels the kind of love a guy
feels for his father for me.  Kind of like you do for Tom!"

Ethan blushed, but Tom smiled broadly and winked at him.

"And the kind of love Simon feels for you," I said, "is romantic love.  The
kind of love a guy feels for his life-partner - like you feel for him."

Simon smiled then, and Ethan couldn't help nearly smiling at him.

"My point is this," I said.  "I've talked at length with Simon, and from
all he's told me about his feelings, and about your relationship, and from
all I've seen go on between you two, I know for certain, there's no other
guy on this Earth who Simon wants to be in a relationship with - no matter
how gorgeous he might be!  Simon want's nobody but you Ethan!  And FYI - he
thinks you're awesomely gorgeous too!  And I know he adores the lovemaking
you two share!  He may find other guys attractive, and go on and on about
them like he tends to do, but Ethan, you're the only guy Simon wants, so
you have no reason to ever feel jealous!"

Simon blushed deeply, but couldn't help smiling shyly, as Ethan looked at
him with a surprised expression on his face, which began to look somewhat
apologetic after a moment.

There was silence for a moment, until Ethan finally asked softly, "Is all
that true Si?"

His shy smile broadening into a full, yet coyly shy grin, and his face
turning redder, Simon nodded.

As Ethan stared at Simon with a mild look of disbelief on his face, I saw
his eyes starting to glisten as tears welled in them, and his expression
relaxed markedly.  A slight smile appeared on his lips.

"I'm not through yet!" I said, smiling smuggly.  Tom looked surprised, and
so did the boys.

"One more thing!" I said.  "I think part of the problem you're both having
is, that you're both starting to realize there's going to be a period of
separation between you when Ethan leaves for college.  And you're both
feeling doubts as to whether your relationship will be able to last when
this happens."

Both boys suddenly wore slightly haunted expressions.  Tom sighed and
smiled lamely at them, and said, "that's right."

"From all I've seen and heard from you both," I said. "I don't see this as
a problem - other than that you're going to miss each other profoundly!"

The boys looked up at me surprised, but I thought maybe a little relieved
too.

"Ethan," I said, smiling a little.  "I know you feel the same way for
Simon, as he feels for you.  Neither of you wants anyone else!  And, Simon,
you need to realize that Ethan feels this way, just as he needs to realize
you feel this way too!  Now, you're both going to be lonely for a bit.
And, you're both going to make new friends too.  That doesn't mean you're
going to be forming new romances though.  Ethan, you're going to meet a lot
of new and interesting people at school.  Some will be gay, and some of
them will be good looking too.  And, some will want to sleep with you!"

Ethan looked a little surprised, while Simon looked at me with a suddenly
mildly horrified look on his face.

"I trust you're going to make the right decision," I said.  "Because, I
know how you feel about Simon!  I know if you happen to run into a really
cute gay guy who really wants you, that you'll be tempted - especially
since you won't have Simon around.  But I believe you'll do the right thing
and turn him down.  Of course, this'll mean you'll probably spend a lot of
time taking care of yourself too, but that's OK!"

Ethan grinned, and blushing a little, he nodded slightly.

"And Simon," I said.  "You're going to be very lonely with Ethan gone.
You're going to go through a hell of a lot of hand lotion I expect!"

Ethan snickered, and Simon blushed, but grinned and nodded as well.

"At the same time, you too are going to see people at school, including
this new Jean-Luc guy, who obviously you find attractive, and it seems he
finds you good looking as well, which of course, you are," I said.

Ethan frowned, while Simon looked stressed again.

"However," I quickly continued.  "I know how you feel about Ethan, and I
know you won't act on your urges, no matter how badly you wish you could.
Because, you're committed to Ethan!  Hence the amount of hand lotion I'll
be buying!"

Simon blushed but grinned, and Ethan appeared to relax a bit again.

"You two need to relax and trust in each other's feelings," I said.  "If
you realize all of this about each other, you'll be able to trust one
another, and even though it'll be hard to be apart, it'll all work out!
And, the best part is, that when you can be together - you're going to
cherish that time!  And... your love-making will be awesome!  So, it'll all
be worth it in the end - if you just trust one another!"

"Exactly!" Tom suddenly jumped in and added for emphasis.

As I looked from one boy to the other, both met my look, and I could see
that their expressions had relaxed.  Both appeared calm.

Sheepishly, Ethan looked at Simon and said, "So... all of what Greg just
said... that's really how you feel?"

"YES!" Simon burst out impatiently, and breaking into a broad smile, as he
turned to fully face Ethan.  "Eeth!  After all we've been through, you have
to know that's how I feel!"

Ethan smiled then and nodded.

"I guess I've realized it all along," he said.  "I just can't stand to hear
you talk about other guys like you do sometimes though."

"I'm sorry," Simon said.  "It's really not that I'm in love with any of
them or anything.  It's just, well - they're really HOT, and it just gets
me excited, and I wanta be with you right then!"

Ethan blushed a little, as his smile broadened.

"That's cool!" I guess.

Simon just smiled in response, but after a moment, I noticed his expression
change a little, and he suddenly looked rather coy.  At the same time he
opened his legs a little and I saw he had a bulging crotch.

Ethan obviously noticed as well, as his face darkened a little, and his
expression became more serious.

"How 'bout you two go talk by yourselves a little," I suggested, winking at
Tom.  "Meanwhile, Tom and I will finish getting things ready for supper."

"Sounds good," Ethan said.

"Yeah!" Simon said, leaping up.  As he rose to his feet, he turned to face
the table again to push his chair in.  When he did, his hips were suddenly
almost level with my face, and the lump that was prominently bowing out the
front of his pants was right in front of me.  I couldn't help staring right
at it for a moment.  Simon must've been very aroused, because suddenly the
lump bulged a little, then relaxed.  As I watched Simon's desires
physically manifesting themselves, I felt my eyes pop open a little, and a
stirring similar to the one he was experiencing, beginning to form in my
own genitals.

I chuckled as I looked up and saw that Simon must've realized I'd noticed
the state he was in.  His face was darkening, and he quickly spun toward
the door, so as to hide his arousal.  When he did though, it just offered
me a close-up view of his tight, bubble shaped butt.  My cock surged even
more, as I suddenly wished he hadn't been dressed.  Of course, if he hadn't
been, it might've driven me crasy having his gorgeous ass practically right
in my face!

Quickly I looked away and glanced across the table at Ethan.  He was just
getting up, but he too was blushing due to also having an obvious erection.

Tom snickered and said, "Sure you're going to talk!"

The boys looked down at us and smiled dopily, as we grinned at them.

"We'll leave you two the kitchen for a while!" Ethan said, grinning almost
obnoxiously.  "Try not to mess up the table so much we don't want to eat of
it afterward!"

"HEY!" Tom cried, and started to leap up.

Shrieking with laughter, Ethan, followed closely by Simon, who had Buddy
right on his heels, ran out through the swinging door.  They continued
laughing as they thundered down the hallway, and into Simon's room.  A
couple seconds later, the door to it closed loudly.

As Tom and I looked at each other, we both chuckled.

                    * * *

"So you think they'll be OK now?" Tom asked.

"Yeah," I said.  "But they may need a few reminders from us now and then,
so they don't let their minds wander, and start worrying again."

"Yeah," Tom said.

He looked at me grinning for a moment, then stood up facing me, and I saw a
huge, uncomfortable looking bulge in the front of his track shorts.

"Damn!" I said, reaching for Tom's waistband.  "I thought they'd never
leave!"

With that, I ripped both his shorts and underpants down, instantly
unleashing his full-fledged erection, the tip of which looked moist
already.  Grinning, I pushed his shorts to the floor, and he quickly
stepped out of one leg of them, and spread his legs apart a bit.

"MMmmmmmm...." Tom moaned as I sucked the full length of his throbbing cock
into my mouth.

He moaned again as I began sucking up and down his stiff rod, and reached
between his legs, pressing my middle finger up between his cheeks, and
began massaging his pucker.

I sucked on Tom for a half minute or so, then stopped and a little
breathlessly, as I shoved my chair back from the table a bit, I said, "Spin
around and lay across the table!"

Breathing a little heavily, Tom grinned and his cock flexed.  Quickly he
spun around and bent at the waist, to lay the trunk of his body on the
table.  His hardon stuck out below the edge of the table, and his buttock
flattened as he did so.  Without my having to ask, he spread his feet
further apart, so that his crack opened a bit more, and his belly lay flat
on the table.

Licking my lips, and with my cock flexing violently several times, I put a
hand on each of Tom's mildly hairy ass cheeks, and pushed them sideways,
completely spreading him open.

"Oh Fuck!" Tom gasped softly, as suddenly I dove face first into his
crevice, and with my tongue held in a stiff point, I deftly began licking
at his tight, somewhat puffy looking, pucker.

My cock spasmed several times as I breathed in deeply while I worked on
him, and I smelled Tom's musky scent.  I was so excited I thought I was
going to cream my shorts.

At the same time, Tom clutched the edges of the table for a minute or so,
moaning happily, as I rimmed him.  After attacking his hole for a short
time, I backed off, and thoroughly washed the inside of both of his
buttocks.  Next, I licked firmly from his perineum to the base of his back,
up the entire length of the deepest part of his crack, causing him to
wiggle a bit each time I raked over his anus.  Then, I formed a spear out
of my tongue, and attacked his pucker again, brining new groans of ecstasy
from deep in Tom's throat.

"AWWWwww..." he groaned a moment later, when I pushed hard enough on his
opening, so that his sphincter finally gave way, and my tongue pressed
through his anus, sliding up inside him.

Tom writhed and moaned then, as I began shoving my tongue in and out of
him, gently at first, but more roughly as time went by, until the tip of it
was pressing against his prostate with each forward thrust, and he was
whimpering with pleasure.

Eventually, my jaws hurt so much, I had to stop.  Tom sighed sadly as I
withdrew from him and sat back for a moment, working my jaws.

"How 'bout you just fuck me now?" he asked after a moment, in a breathless
voice.

Smiling, I said, "That was my plan!"

I stood up then, and quickly peeled my shorts and underwear off.  Wearing
only my sneakers, I stepped left a little and grabbed a bottle of olive
oil.

"Ohhh!!" Tom smiled, grinning, and I saw his cock flex under the table.

Quickly I stepped back to him, and tipped the bottle, so a little of the
oil drizzled from the bottle's spout, falling directly onto Tom's anus,
which contracted, then relaxed, in reaction to the fall oil.

"MMmmmm..." Tom moaned as I reached down and began to rub the oil into his
rose bud.

I rubbed up and down Tom's pucker, massaging it with the oil for a moment,
as he moaned happily, thoroughly enjoying it.

When the oil seemed to have been rubbed in, I poured some more - more this
time than initially, onto Tom's anus, which flexed again.  Immediately, I
began rubbing it around and around his hole again, only this time in
ever-increasingly larger circles, so that I was thoroughly coating the
insides of his hairy ass checks, liberally oiling him up.  Once all of the
inner walls of his buttocks were slick with oil, I slid massaged around and
around, back to his hole.  He moaned happily again as I began rubbing up
and down over his puffy pucker.  A moment later though, I slid a well oiled
finger easily thorugh his opening, and he groaned softly as I reached for
and prodded his prostate.

Gently I fucked Tom with my oily finger for a minute.  Then, without
removing my finger from him, I drizzled some more oil into the upper
portion of Tom's groove, allowing it to run down to my finger, and with
each inward push of my finger into Tom's rectum, some of the oil was pushed
into him as well.  I repeated this a couple more times, then gently added
my middle finger too.  Tom groaned happily for the next half minute or so
while I vigorously fucked him with both fingers, bumping and rubbing his
gland with each inward thrust.

I pulled my fingers out of Tom then, and smiled when I saw his hole
remained open slightly.  Quickly I tipped the oil bottle and slowly poured
a trickle directly into his opening.  It winked at me for a moment,
allowing a bit of oil to pool up while his anus was closed, but as he
relaxed, the pool of oil quickly drained into him.  As it did, I poured
more oil in along with it.  The majority of what I poured sucked into Tom,
with only a dribble leaking out and down his perineum and the back of his
ball sack.

Once I'd poured about a quarter cup of oil into Tom's rectum, I stopped.  I
reached down and wiped the back of his nutsack, and his perineum off,
rubbing upward to his hole.  I slid my two fingers back inside him then,
and again he moaned for a moment as I fucked him with my fingers.  He
groaned more deeply a moment later, when for a minute I added a third
finger, and fucked him gently with all three.

"Come on!" Tom cried finally, in a slightly frantic tone, looking back at
me with a desperate expression on his face.  "Give me your dick already!
I'm almost ready to shoot!"

As my cock flexed with arousal, I chuckled and pulled my fingers from Tom.
Then, as I poured a bit of oil into the palm of my hand to grease my cock
with, I leaned left and looked under the table.  Tom was right.  There was
a drop of pre-cum hanging from the tip of his spasming cock, threatening to
drop to the floor below, and on the floor were a few more spatters, which
he'd apparently leaked earlier.  He was definitely ready to get off!  I
grinned and my cock flexed as I gripped it and slid my oily hand up and
down it to lubricate it.

As soon as I felt slippery enough, I stepped into place behind Tom.  As I
did, I noticed him tighten his grip on the edges of the table a little.  I
held my cock so that the tip of it pressed up against Tom's anus, then
gently I began to push forward.  Immediately I felt myself sliding nearly
effortlessly into Tom, as he gasped softly.

"Awwww..." Tom groaned, as the head of my dick rubbed over his prostate, as
I slowly pushed my engorged manhood deep inside his well lubed tunnel.

"Mmmm..." I moaned softly, smiling a little as I felt myself become
completely enveloped in Tom's hot, oil-filled, anal canal.

When I was inside Tom as deeply as I could push myself in, I held my
position for a minute, so we could both enjoy the feeling of being
completely coupled together.

As I leaned over Tom's naked back to hug him and kiss his shoulder, I could
sense his excitement.  He was breathing deeply, and emitting a lot of heat.
And, every so often, his anal ring clamped a little more tightly around the
base of my cock.  My own penis began flexing every so often then as well.

Before long, I couldn't stand it any longer, and I knew Tom would be
getting impatient as well, so I stood back up and began to slowly withdraw
from him.

Just as my glans was about to pop out of Tom's hole, I stopped and began to
slide my greasy shaft inward again, bringing another moan of pleasure from
him.

Then, as Tom stood with his feet spread wide apart, and his pubic bone
pressed up against the edge of the kitchen table, as he lay spread-eagle on
his belly over the top of the table, gripping its edges, with his throbbing
hardon was sticking straight out, under the edge of the table, leaking
copius amounts of pre-seminal fluid, I began to fuck him.

At first, I slowly long-dicked Tom, sliding my long, thick, well-greased
shaft slowly in and out of his soft, sizzling, rectum.  As I did, he
groaned occasionally, enjoying how the underside of my penis slid back and
forth over this prostate gland, causing his dick to flex occasionally.

We only did this for about a half minute though.  By then, I was getting
extremely aroused myself, and could feel the beginnings of an orgasm
forming.  Steadily I began to increase my pace.

Within a few seconds, I was pumping steadily in and out of Tom, as he
grunted and gasped, and clutched the table edges even harder.  From the
sounds of his breathing, I could tell he too was beginning to approach his
peak.

I sped up still more then, and within seconds, I was slamming my pole
swiftly in and out of Tom's man-cunt, and he was continually gasping and
grunting rather loudly, as the feet of the table squeaked back and forth a
little against the floor tile.  I also felt Tom's sphincter feebly
clenching at my rod, as it flew in and out of him.

As my orgasm quickly approached, I began literally ramrodding in and out of
Tom, causing him to whimper and cry out with each of my inward thrusts.

Suddenly, Tom cried out in a sharp, high-pitched tone, and his head seemed
to snap slightly.  I felt his anus clench as tightly as it could at that
point around my cock, as I continued wildly fucking him.  As his sphincter
relaxed, he groaned passionately.  I knew he was making a mess of the floor
under the table then, and instantly I was puhed to my peak as well.

"AAAAAWWWWWW!!!" I cried, as I slammed into Tom, and felt myselt suddenly
spasm violently, sending a huge gush of molten cum through my urethra, and
out of my body, depositing it deep in Tom's bowels.

"OOOhhhhh...." Tom moaned, as his hole clenched around me again, then
relaxed.

"MMMmmmmmmm...." I groaned, as I expelled another huge load of semen deep
inside Tom.

He groaned again, and I did too.

For the next several seconds, I continued pumping in and out of Tom, and
both of us spasmed joyously a few more times, until finally, first Tom's
then my orgasm ended.

I pumped my hips back and forth a few more times, giving one final squeeze
of my kegel muscle, and oozing a bit more semen inside Tom.  Finally, I
stopped, with my dick buried deep inside Tom, and I lay over his hot, back,
which by then was moist with sweat.  I couldn't believe how hot he felt as
I hugged his heaving body, and again kissed his shoulder.  A moment later
his whole body shuddered, and I felt him squeezing my dick again.
Apparently he pushed a last bit of cum out of his urethra.

"God Damn!" Tom groaned, finally, as we lay together, me on top of him, and
he sprawled over the table yet.

"MMMMmmm...." was all I could manage.

"Th - that had to be one of our best fucks ever!" Tom declared in a
slightly raspy voice.

I smiled, because I felt that way myself.

"Mmmmmm." I agreed.

"We gotta do it this way more often!" Tom said.

"Mmmmm!!" I agreed.

Tom chuckled.

We rested that way for a minute or so, until suddenly Tom's asshole gripped
slightly, and my then softened, and still slick, penis popped out of him.

I continued laying on top of Tom, as I felt a bit more semen moving through
my urethra.  As it trickled out my piss slit, Tom grunted slightly, and
suddenly as I heard a gush of liquid, and felt hot wetness hitting my
genitals and thighs.

"Oh Fuck!" Tom cried, in a mortified tone, as the scent of fecal matter
assailed my nostrils.

"Jesus Christ!" I cried, jumping up and off Tom.

Looking down I saw a small lump of oily shit on the floor just where my
feet had been, and streaks of it were running down my legs.

"I'm SO sorry!" Tom cried, looking back at me mortified.

"Ew!" I said, crinkling my nose, and looking at Tom's mess.  "Umm... maybe
you should head to the bathroom?"

"Yeah!" Tom said, in a somewhat desperate tone.  "But I need to clean up
first!"

"Here!" I said, quickly reaching for a roll of paper towels and ripping off
a bunch.  "Clean yourself and go.  I'll clean this up and join you for a
shower."

"I'm sorry Greg!" Tom said, looking upset, as he took the paper towels and
reached behind him to wipe his ass, and between his thighs.

I chuckled and said, "Forget it.  Shit happens!"

Tom looked up and me then with a disgusted look on his face and said, "You
didn't just say that did you?"

I looked at him and realized then what I'd said, and we both suddenly burst
out laughing.

"OH SHIT!" Tom cried, suddenly though, and he quickly shoved the wad of
paper towels behind him, and dashed for the door.

I was too shitted up to follow him, so I began cleaning myself off.  I
assumed he made it before he had another accident, as I heard the bathroom
door slam a moment later.  Once I was clean, I stepped to the kitchen door
and peered through it toward the bathroom.  The hallway was clean.
Smiling, I stepped back into the kitchen.  My smile faded quickly then as I
surveyed the mess to be cleaned up yet.  It wasn't too bad really.  Most of
Tom's anal discharge was localized to one spot.  The bigger problem was all
of his semen that was streaked and splattered all over the floor under the
table, and on the chairs that were shoved in under it!

In the end, I got things cleaned up, and triple bagged the mess before
adding it to the garbage can under the sink.  Then I sprayed some Glade
spray around the kitchen.  Finally, before heading to the bathroom, I lit a
couple of scented candles that were sitting on the counter, just in case
the air spray didn't completely eliminate any Telltale odors.

I surveyed the kitchen for a minute, then seeing no further mess, and not
smelling anything objectionable, I picked up Tom's and my shorts and headed
for the bathroom.  There, I found a still very apologetic Tom, just
finishing up on the toilet.

"I'm really sorry man," he said, blushing a bit.

I snickered and said, "You know, you were told to lower your cholesterol.
You're really supposed to lay off so much oil intake!"

Tom looked blankly at me for a moment, blinking, then an incredulous
expression took over his face.

"You asshole!" he burst out!

As I started to laugh, he couldn't help breaking into a grin himself
though.

"Seriously," I said.  "It's my fault.  I'm the one that dumped so much oil
into you.  I'm sorry."

"Well... considering you had to clean up my mess in the kitchen, I guess
you've been punished enough for it," Tom said.

"Thanks... how you doing anyway?" I asked.

"Oh wonderful!" Tom said, sarcastically.  Then, in a more neutral tone he
added, "Your cock must've pushed a lot of that oil way up into my
intestines, or maybe it was all the cum you blew into me.  I don't know. I
never had an oil and semen enema before though.  All I know is they really
clean you out!"

"Ew!" I said, cringing a little.

"Oh, it's OK," Tom said.  "Actually, I feel pretty good.... a little hungry
now though!"

I chuckled and said.  "OK then, let's shower before the boys are ready to
eat, and you starve to death."

Smiling, Tom stepped into the shower, and I followed him.  We spent the
next few minutes washing thoroughly, then we got dried off.  Afterward, we
went to our room and put on some fresh clothes.

"Now to get supper going," I said, as we headed back to the kitchen.

                  * * *

While Tom and I were enjoying ourselves earlier in the kitchen, Simon and
Ethan were laying together on Simon's bed, talking quietly.

"So, do you really understand now that I don't want anyone but you?" Simon
asked, looking hopefully at Ethan.

Ethan smiled, and said, "Yeah.  I'm sorry I doubted you.  And I feel the
same way about you too - OK?"

"Cool!" Simon said.  "And I'm really sorry if anything I talk about - like
Lukey or Jean-Luc upsets you, but really Eeth - I just think they're good
looking, and they're nice to me, that's all!  I'm not interested in doing
anything with them!"

"Alright!" Ethan said, smiling.

The two smiled at each other for a moment, then coyly Simon said, "So do
you think we have time to DO something before we have to eat?"

Ethan snorted and said, "From the way Tom and Greg looked, I'd say we have
plenty of time!  I wouldn't be surprised if Greg took Tom right there in
the kitchen!"

Simon laughed and said, "Yeah, they're probably doing it out there right
now! ...  Maybe we should sneak out and spy on them!"

As Ethan laughed, he noticed the large bump in the front of Simon's pants
and grinned more broadly.

"Well, we could do that, but, I think we can have more fun in here by
ourselves!  How 'bout we get nekkid, and see what happens?" he asked.

"OK!" Simon said, grinning and getting up.  "I guess that's a much better
idea!"

Grinning, Ethan got up then too, and they both quickly stripped naked.
Ethan finished undressing first.  As he stood waiting for Simon to finish
undressing, he couldn't help admiring Simon's beauty.

"God damn you're gorgeous," he said, smiling at Simon, once he was finally
nude too.

As Simon smiled shyly, Ethan stepped over to him and took him in his arms.
The two stood entwined then in each other's arms, kissing for a while, as
their penises flexed and twitched between their warm, smooth bodies.

Finally, after a couple minutes, Simon broke their kiss, and breathlessly
said, "Make love to me Eeth!"

Smiling, but breathing heavily, Ethan reached for the tube of lubricant.
Quickly he squirted some into the palm of his hand and greased his penis,
as Simon lay down on the bed.

Quickly, Ethan climbed onto the bed, and got between Simon's legs, as Simon
spread them apart and pulled them up against his chest.

Ethan leaned over Simon and pressed the head of his penis against Simon's
anus and gently began to push forward.  As he did, Simon pushed a little
with his rectal muscles, and his sphincter relaxed.  The pressure of the
tip of Ethan's dick pushing against it, forced Simon's anus to open then.
Simon let out his breath, as Ethan's cock sank slowly into him, and the
rest of Ethan's body settled on top of him.

"Mmmmmm..." they both moaned simultaneously, as Ethan relaxed, on top of,
and within Simon's body.

The two rested for a moment.  As they did, Ethan began kissing Simon again.
Their kiss continued, uninterrupted then.  Finally, after several seconds
had gone by, without pulling his lips from Simon's, Ethan began to slowly
pump his hips up and down, so that his rigid pole began to slide slowly in
and out of Simon's rectum.

For the next couple minutes, the two continued kissing, while Ethan slowly
fucked Simon.

Eventually, both boys began to feel their orgasms building, but neither
moved to break their kiss, even though Ethan increased his speed just a
bit.

For another couple minutes Ethan and Simon kissed, while Ethan slowly,
almost painfully too slowly, made love to Simon.

Soon, regardless of the fact that Ethan was still purposely moving slowly
in and out of Simon, he felt Simon's body beginning to tense up and harden
a little.  He knew the boy was close to cumming.  He sped up just a bit,
and felt his own orgasm building more swiftly too.  Still their kiss
continued.

About a half minute later, Simon began twitching about a little beneath
Ethan, and soon he was whimpering urgently, as they continued kissing.
Ethan knew Simon was trying to hold back, but that in a moment he would
explode joyously!  His own orgasm finished building swiftly then as well.

Suddenly, without breaking their kiss, Simon gave a muffled cry, and Ethan
felt Simon's asshole squeeze his shaft a little, just before warm wetness
spattered against his belly.

"MMMmmmm..." Ethan moaned then, as he too tensed, then released a gush of
warm semen deep inside Simon.

The boys never broke their kiss, as slowly Ethan continued fucking Simon,
and the two spasmed several times with ecstasy, breathing frantically
through their noses.

Even after their orgasm were over, and Ethan was laying flat on top of
Simon, his penis still snaking up inside Simon, and Simon's semen smearing
between their bellies, the boys never broke their kiss.

Ethan continued kissing Simon for some time yet, until finally his penis
shrank enough to pop out of Simon's asshole, when Simon involuntarily
squeezed his kegel muscle.

Finally, then, Ethan broke away from Simon.  He pulled his face back from
Simon's and the two slightly sweaty boys contemplated each other for a
moment, before both broke into broad grins.

"Fuck!" Simon muttered, softly.

"Yeah!" Ethan, agreed.

The two grinned at each other.  Slowly then Ethan got up.  His legs felt
weak, but he felt wonderful.

"That was awesome," Simon said, getting up a little unsteadily himself.

"Yeah!" Ethan said, grinning at him.

"I think I need the bathroom though.  Hope they're done!" Simon said.

"I think I heard the shower shut off a while ago," Ethan said.

Simon stepped over to the bedroom door and peered out.

"Yup!" he said, triumphantly.  "Door's open!  Come on!"

Smiling, the two headed to the bathroom then.  Simon used the toilet for a
few minutes, then the two got cleaned up, before returning to Simon's room
to get dressed again.

                       * * *

"What's with the candle?" Simon asked, as the boys, walked into the
kitchen, freshly dressed, and feeling the warm glow yet of their
pleasureful union.

Glancing at Tom, I noticed his face was darkening, as he avoided looking at
the boys or me.

"What?  You don't like 'em?" I asked.

"No, they're fine!" Simon said.  "Just you don't ever really use 'em!"

Grinning, Ethan elbowed Simon then and winked at him.

"OH!" Simon cried a moment later, grinning then himself.  "Guess you were
right!"

"Right about what?" I asked.

"Nothing!" Simon said, smirking a little at us.

As I looked carefully at him, Ethan, who also appeared to be smirking a
little, quickly changed the subject by asking what was for supper.  I was
glad, as I'd begun to feel my own face heating up a little.

"Yeah!" Simon cried, abuptly shifting gears himself.  "I'm starving.
What's to eat?"

Chuckling I looked at Tom again, who was looking at Simon and chuckling to
himself.

"What's so funny?" Simon asked, blinking innocently.

"Nothing!" I said.  "How about we have breakfast for dinner?"

"YES!" Simon cried.  "I LOVE pancakes for supper!"

"Sounds OK to me," Ethan said, smiling.

I knew Tom was happy with my choice for our meal, as we'd already discussed
it.

"OK then, you guys set the table and I'll mix up the batter," I said.

Within ten minutes, the table was set, and the batter was mixed.  Tom and
the boys were seated at the table, and I was pouring the first circles of
batter on the hot griddle.

I made eight pancakes at a time, so we each got two per helping.  Everyone
was so hungry, I ended up making four double batches of batter, and we were
in the kitchen eating for some time!

When we were finished eating, we lingered at the table chatting about
everyone's plans for the next day.  As we talked, Ethan's cell phone rang.
It was his mother calling.  She and her girlfriends were still away on a
cruise through the Panama Canal, and she was calling to check in.  She and
Ethan talked just a couple of minutes, then Ethan switched to "speaker"
mode, so we could all hear Mrs. Rodman's report of their journey's
progress.  They had already come eastward through the canal and were on the
island of Granada that day, which they were enjoying very much.

After she told us all about the fun they were having on the island, she
asked for all our T-shirt sizes.  Tom and I protested when she asked our
sizes, but she insisted she wanted to bring us some T-shirts too.
Chuckling, Ethan told her I wore XL and Tom wore large.

"Wonderful," Mrs. Rodman said.  "Now while we're talking about clothing
Ethan, I wanted to ask you how the new hiking socks I got you worked out on
your camping trip?"

"They were fine Mom," Ethan said quickly, as his face began to darken and
take on an odd expression.

"So they didn't have the same problem the last two pair had that I bought
you?" she asked.

"No Mom!" Ethan said, blushing darker.

"Oh Good!" Mrs. Rodman said, then apparently addressing the rest of us in
explanation over her worries about Ethan's socks, she added "I swear, I
never saw anything like it!  He used to wear these hunting socks I got him
because he said they were nice and thick and soft, but it seemed that
everytime he did, he would sweat in them, and when he took them off, they
could stand up on their own!  It must've been some kind of chemical
reaction between his sweat and the fiber in the yarn they were made of.
Whenever he wore them, which was all the time - they'd stiffen right up!
Fortunately washing them would soften them up again, but as soon as he worn
them, it would happen all over again!  It's a shame, because he loved them
so much - used them all the time, although... I don't ever really recall
seeing them on his feet!"

As she continued talking I noticed Ethan's face getting darker and darker
red.  Glancing at Tom, I saw an incredulous look crossing his face, and I
knew he was thinking exactly the same thing I was.  Only Simon looked
confused yet.

"OK Mom, the new ones are fine!" Ethan said, sounding a little urgent, when
he could finally get a word in edgewise.

"No! Honey!  This is really curious!" She said.  "I mean I just don't
understand what would cause a pair of socks to stiffen up so much,
especially in the toe area, they really got hard down there!"

Suddenly Simon must have figured out why Ethan's socks used to get stiff,
as his face burst into a grin and he looked incredulously at Ethan for a
moment, as poor Ethan turned still darker red.

"Sometimes when I'd walk into Ethan's room, I'd find them on the floor,
sticking out from under the bed, laying there looking like a section of
stiff vacuum cleaner tubing!" Mrs. Rodman said.

With that, Simon leaped up and ran from the kitchen.  A moment later, from
down the hallway, we heard his peels of laughter, as Ethan turned maroon,
and looked miserably embarrassmed.

"Tom, Greg, have either of you had a similar problem?" Mrs. Rodman asked.

Tom was up and running from the room then, trying not to laugh within
Mrs. Rodman's hearing.  Poor Ethan was completely mortified by then and
hung his head covering his face with his hand.

"No!" I managed to gasp, as I fought not to burst out laughing either.
"Can't say that I have!"

"Hmmm... well, whatever," She said.  "At least you're not having the same
problem with the new socks Honey!  Anyway, it's time for dinner, so I have
to go now.  It was nice talking with you all, and you have a nice evening
now!"

"OK, G'night Mom!" Ethan cried, and quickly, he snapped his phone shut,
cutting off the call.

"Guess you decided to save a few trees, and used your socks instead of
piles of tissues huh?" I couldn't help needling Ethan.

Poor Ethan looked at me with a pathetic expression on his face, as I
couldn't help snickering.

"A lot of guys use their socks!" he said finally.  "And, well, these were
thick and soft, like Mom said, so... when I used them, it didn't feel like
it was my own hand doing it!"

"Well," Simon said, having returned to the kitchen with Tom.  "I guess I
know what to pack in your suitcase for you when you go to College!"

As Ethan stared incredulously at Simon who was grinning like a Cheshire
cat, Tom and I broke out laughing.

"You're all assholes!" Ethan declared glaring at us, as our laughter
continued.

For the rest of the evening then, every so often, someone would make a
comment about "socks", causing Tom, Simon and I to laugh, and Ethan to
purse his lips and glare at us.

Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore, after Simon and Tom teased him
rather unmercifully at one point, and he cried, "Didn't any of you guys
ever use anything besides your handS?"

That of course brought more peels of laughter from the three of us.

"Oh come on," Tom said, when he finally calmed down.  "You know we love you
and we're just picking on you!"

Ethan looked at him for a moment, then seemed to relax a little.

"Fine!" he said finally.  "But... seriously, am I the only one to use
something besides my hands?"

"Oh hell no!" I said, chuckling.  "Most guys try all kinds of things.  I
had an affair going with a leather glove with rabbit skin lining for a
while... til it ended up in the same condition as your socks!"

Simon looked incredulously at me, as Tom broke into laughter.

"Really?" Ethan asked, uncertain if I was serious, or picking on him again.

"Seriously!" I said.

"I used a paper towel tube sometimes," Tom said then.

Again Simon looked incredulous.

"Wait a minute," I said.  "How'd you use that?"

"I slipped it over my hardon and jacked off with it," Tom said,
matter-of-factly.

"How the hell did you ever fit your cock inside one of those?" I asked,
looking inredulously at him myself then.  Ethan looked a little confused
himself.

"Well," Tom said, blushing a little.  "It wasn't always as big as it is
now!"

"OH!" I said, grinning.

"Wasn't it kind of hard though?" Simon asked, looking concerned.

"Nope," Tom said.  "Nice and smooth inside.  Only problem I had was
sometimes when I jizzed, it blew out the end of the tube."

Ethan chuckled.  He looked as if he was in a much better mood, now that we
were sharing our jerk off stories.

"So, Simon!" Ethan said, smiling superiorly at him.  "What's your weirdest
jack off tool?"

As we all looked at Simon, he suddenly blushed deeply.

"Oh come on," I said, chuckling.  "We're all sharing, so you have to too!"

Simon reddened a bit more and hesitated, but finally said, "I used to have
a big teddy bear.  He was soft and plush, and had big legs that bent all
the way over..."

"Wait a minute!" Ethan chortled.  "You fucked your teddy bear?"

Poor Simon turned bright red, and looked down at the floor, as Ethan began
roaring with laughter.

I couldn't help chuckling myself, but after a moment, I felt sorry for
Simon, so I said, "OK, enough.  Obviously we've all used all kinds of
things to get off with.  And even if we think someone else's idea of what
to use is ... 'different' maybe, there's nothing wrong with experimenting!"

"I'm just glad I have the real thing now and don't have to use toys
anymore!" Tom said, smiling.

"That's right!" Ethan said, then he grinned evily and continued "You're a
bottom.  You too Si.  So... you guys must've tried all kinds of interesting
things up the ass, right?"

I couldn't help smiling myself at the thought, but Tom and Simon looked at
each other for a moment, then both leveled their gazes at Ethan, and Tom
said, "How 'bout we skip those stories for now!"

"OH Come on!" Ethan cried, clearly disappointed.  "At least tell us what
the most ridiculous thing is you used as a dildo!"

Tom thought a moment and said, "You first!"

Ethan looked surprised.  Before he could open his mouth to speak again, Tom
said, "And don't tell us you never shoved anything up your bum before!  All
guys try it at some time or another!"

Ethan swallowed, and looked a little guilty suddenly.

"Yup, c'mon Eeth - what's been up your butt?" I said, grinning and winking
at him.

"Shit!" Ethan said, looking defeated.

"NO FAIR!" Simon cried.  "Everyone's got shit up their ass!  We wanta know
what you've stuffed up there besides that!"

We all laughed then for a minute.

As our laughter died down, looking a little embarrassed, Ethan suddenly
said, "a screwdriver handle.  My father had one that was nice and smooth.
Every so often, I'd grease it up with vaseline and use it to rub my
prostate.  Now your turn!"

Tom grinned, and I saw the bulge in his shorts surge a bit.

"A chinese Cucumber!" Tom said, smiling.  As we all grinned at him, his
bulge flexed again.

"I used to use a long candlestick," I said.  "It wasn't so fat, so I was
able to get it in without it hurting."

"Hmmm... " Ethan said, as if he hadn't thought of trying one before.

"Well?" Tom said, looking at Simon, who again looked guilty and a little
embarrassed.

Sighing, he finally said, "My mom had a dick-shaped dildo.  Sometimes I
swiped it and used it."

"Oh my God!" Ethan cried, grinning.  "Even though you knew where it had
been?"

Simon blushed deeply, but said quickly, "I washed it really good, before
and after!"

We all chuckled, then, his crotch bulging and relaxing a couple times, Tom
said, "I borrowed my sister's on occasion too!  Did your mom's have a
vibrator built in?"

Simon grinned with relief and nodded.

Tom's lump surged again, and his face began to look a little red.  Simon's
package was looking larger to me too.  My own dick was beginning to expand
too, and I noticed Ethan reach for his to "adjust" it.

"What else did you try?" Simon asked.  He looked aroused.

Smiling lewdly, Tom said, "Whenever I went to visit my grandmother, I used
to go up in the attic.  She had an old upright vacuum cleaner up there, and
it had a handle stuck up and was bent back.  It was the size of a fat cock,
and was covered in smooth, shiny plastic.  It was so big it would take a
long time to get it up my ass, but I used to grease it up with Vaseline,
and put it so the sucker part was up against the wall, then I bent the
handle down and got on my hands and knees and backed up to it, and kept
working at it till it would finally go up inside me.  Fucker was HUGE!"

"Damn!" Simon said, thickly, his erection prominently pushing out the front
of his pants.

Ethan looked aroused by then too.

"There used to be a plunger sitting in our bath tub," Simon said.  "Once in
the shower I soaped it up and sat down on it.  The soap stung like hell
though.  After that I used baby oil."

I looked at Ethan.  He was looking at me.  We were both a little surprised
at the conversation Tom and Simon had fallen into, which we didn't seem to
be a part of."

"Ever try any food items?" Tom asked.

"Carrots," Simon said.

"I tried a knockwurst once," Tom said.  "Sucker was too short, and the
whole thing slid up inside me.  I had to shit it out!"

The two snickered.

"I had a couple golf balls up me once I had to do that with," Simon said.

"Is there anything you guys haven't tried?" I asked, finally, as Ethan and
I looked at the two of them, a little surprised.

Both Tom and Simon blushed then, and looked guilty.

"I mean, it's OK to experiment, but, damn!  You two seem to have tried
everything!" I said.

Looking embarrassed, Tom said, "I guess it's a 'bottom thing'!"

I looked at him a moment, then burst out laughing.  Ethan did too.
Finally, Simon and Tom had to join in as well.

After our laughter died down, I said, "OK, enough.  I'm tired.  It's
already getting late too.  You all have work and school tomorrow.  How
about we head to bed a little early?"

"Snuggle time?" Simon asked, lighting up into a hopeful smile.

I glanced at his crotch, which was still bulging, then looked at Ethan and
Tom, and they were in the same state.  So was I.

"I don't think any of us are in shape for that tonight!" I said, smiling.
"I think you two better head off to your room, and we'll go to our's!  I'm
sure you'll figure out something fun to do!"

Simon chuckled and said, "Yeah, maybe I'll use one of Ethan's hunting socks
while he does me!"

We all laughed again, and even Ethan laughed along with us.

We said good night to each other then, and the boys went off to their room,
and we went to our's.

In our room, Tom and I fell naked on the bed in a '69' and spent a while
gently pleasuring each other, before pumping a night cap into each other's
mouths.  Afterward, we snuggled together under the covers, and first Tom
drifted off the sleep, then I did.

In the boys' room, as Buddy snored in his bed in the corner, the boys
climbed onto their bed, and sucked on each other a little while, before
Simon asked Ethan to make love to him.  As Ethan entered him, he grinned as
Simon smiled and slipped one of his hunting socks over his hardon, and
folded the top down a couple times.  Then, as Ethan fucked him, Simon
masturbated using Ethan's sock.  A short time later, as Ethan exploded,
inside Simon, Simon spasmed into his sock.  The two came and came several
times, then, when it was over, and Ethan withdrew from Simon, Simon slipped
the sock off his shrinking cock, and to his delight found it was clean and
dry, and he had no mess to clean up.  He reached down and dabbed at his
asshole a little with the sock, and then dropped it over the edge of the
bed, onto the floor, as Ethan used the matching sock to clean his own cock
off with.  A minute later, the two snuggled happily together under the
covers and soon were fast asleep.



Author's Note: Please forgive the 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.  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 next chapter in this series will
be published a soon as possible.