Abandoned Boy

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

The Abandoned Boy

Chapter 53

When Ethan burst into his room, he was glad to find his roommate wasn't there, although he'd fully expected him not to be. As he quickly stepped over to his bunk, he looked up, and there was Simon smiling down at him. Instantly Ethan felt tears welling in his eyes. At the same time though, the vision of Carl, naked in the shower stall, flooded his mind, and he quickly squeezed his eyes tightly shut. A moment later he opened them again, and again saw Simon smiling at him.

"I'm so sorry Si, but I'm so fucking horny I can't help it! I promise I love you though! And, well, what you don't know won't hurt you... but I have to get some relief, or I'm gonna flunk out!" he wailed miserably, staring at Simon's photo.

With that, Ethan quickly stripped, and wrapped a towel around himself as best his hardon would allow. Then, picking up his key, shampoo and soap, and at the last minute, his tube of lube as well, he hustled quickly down the hallway to the bathroom.

When Ethan arrived at the bathroom, he found Carl standing at the sinks.

Carl grinned when he saw him, and said, "We're in luck. We're alone, and the corner stall is free! C'mon!"

Quickly then Carl strode over to the corner shower stall, and stepped inside.

Ethan hesitated for a moment, looking into the mirror. He hated what he saw.

"I'm the biggest asshole alive!" he thought to himself, his eyes stinging slightly.

"C'mon man!" Carl called. "Before someone comes."

Ethan's hardon flexed, and quickly he spun around and dashed over to the shower stall and stepped inside. Then he turned and locked the latch. When he turned around again, Carl was already naked.

"I can't believe we're the only ones here," Ethan said, suddenly feeling awkward, and not knowing what to say.

"It's always quiet this time of day. Everyone's got classes yet," Carl said. "That's why I come here now."

"What about the other guy you were with yesterday?" Ethan asked.

"Ed? Doubt he'll be here. He has classes all day everyday, and was just skipping a class in order to meet me." Carl said. "Obviously he really needed it bad!"

"So... is he your boyfiriend?" Ethan asked.

"NO! Just another horny dude." Carl said. He grinned lewdly at Ethan then and said, "So, let's see what you're hiding behind your big towel!"

Quickly he reached over and ripped Ethan's towel off, revealing Ethan in his full glory!

• • *"Very nice!" Carl grinned, a second later, as he stared longingly at Ethan's throbbing tool, which already looked moist at the tip.

"You're not so bad yourself!" Ethan replied, smiling back at Carl - all thoughts of Simon having vanished completely from his brain.

He gasped then, as Carl wrapped his hand around his cock and began gently pumping on it. Since he hadn't felt another human's touch in a while, Carl's hand felt exquisite, and a smile appeared on his face, as Carl expertly manipulated his organ. He reached then for Carl's dick, and reciprocated, bringing a soft moan from Carl's throat, and causing him to smile as well.

For a minute or two, the two boys stood looking intently at each other, as they continued masturbating one another. Eventually their eyes met and locked on one another's, and each stared deep into the other's.

Ethan was surprised when Carl broke their mutual gaze, and suddenly leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips. His lips were soft, and and he kissed Ethan softly. Automatically, Ethan responded, kissing Carl back. And for a moment, the two kissed each other sweetly and caringly as they continued massaging each other's member.

Again, after a minute, Ethan was surprised, when he felt Carl's tongue attempting to part his lips. Hungrily, he opened his lips a little and slid his tongue forward, while at the same time, allowing Carl's to enter his mouth. He felt Carl's cock flex firm in his hand, as they began passionately French kissing, and his own penis quickly stiffened and relaxed in Carl's hand as well.

The two continued hungrily kissing one another, and pumping on each other's dicks for another minute or so, before finally Carl broke their kiss, and pulled his face back. For a moment, breathing heavily, they again stared into each other's eyes, then, Carl leaned down and took Ethan's left nipple between his lips, and began sucking and gently nibbling on it. This of course caused Ethan to gasp and flex in Carl's hand again. Then, he moaned softly when Carl reached with his spare hand for Ethan's right nipple, and began flicking his finger softly back and forth over the tip of it.

After a few seconds, Carl released Ethan's nipple, and stuck his tongue out, licking around and around it. He then slowly dropped into a squat in front of Ethan, letting the tip of his tongue glide to the center of Ethan's torso, and then downward, to his navel, which he picked and prodded at for a moment, before tracing Ethan's treasure trail still further downward.

Once Carl was in a full squat, he finally released Ethan's penis, and smiling appreciatively he took a moment to look it over.

Ethan gasped again when Carl suddenly leaned forward, opened his mouth, and lowered it over the entire length of his rod, then immediately began sucking up and down on it at a moderate pace! It seemed as if it had been so long since he last felt a hot, wet mouth sliding up and down his dick, that Ethan thought he was going to explode right away!

Carl must have sensed Ethan's excitement, as he slid all the way off him, and licked tentatively at Ethan's scrotum for a moment, as Ethan closed his eyes and bit his lip. Gently then, one at a time, Carl sucked each of Ethan's testicles into his mouth, and rolled them around for a moment, then spit them out, and licked at Ethan's perineum a little.

Carl pulled back then and somewhat hoarsely said, "Spin around!"

Ethan wasn't sure what Carl meant, but when Carl put his hands on each of his hips and pushed and pulled in such a way as to try and turn Ethan around, he understood. A little surprised, Ethan allowed Carl to turn him 180 degrees, so that he was facing the wall.

A moment later, Ethan was surprised to feel Carl's hand's prying his ass cheeks apart. He hadn't expected Carl to want to rim him, but quickly became excited about the prospect, and hoping he was good and clean, he squatted, pushing his hips back a little, and reached back and pulled his cheeks apart for Carl.

"AWWWwww!!!" Ethan groaned a second later when he felt Carl's tongue begin lapping at his asshole!

For a couple minutes then, Ethan basked in the luxurious feeling of Carl's soft, hot, wet tongue lapping as his rose bud, and occasionally pausing to lick completely all over the insides of his buttocks.

"Ohhmm!!" Ethan moaned shortly, when his sphincter relaxed as he felt Carl's tongue pressing into the center of his hole, and then sliding through his opening, and a little way up into his rectum!

"OH-- MY-- GOOdddd!!" Ethan groaned softly, when Carl began vigorously tongue-fucking him!

Carl fucked Ethan with his tongue for nearly half a minute, before his jaws couldn't take it any longer, and he had to stop. As soon as he had pulled away from Ethan's ass though, as Ethan's anus was relaxed, wet, and slightly open, Carl spit dead center on it, then pressed into his loogie with the tip of his index finger, and easily poked his digit through Ethan's muscle, sliding it as far into Ethan as he could. Ethan groaned and flexed his kegels, squeezing Carl's finger, as he felt Carl's begin rubbing gently on his prostate gland, For a few seconds then, Carl finger-fucked Ethan, at a moderate pace. Then, he added a second finger, gently pushing it into Ethan, who again groaned when Carl began fucking him with two fingers.

After a minute, Carl pulled his fingers out of Ethan, who felt a little disappointed upon being vacated.

"Hang on a sec," Carl said, and he stood up.

Ethan wasn't sure what Carl was planning next, but was suprised when he looked back and saw Carl opening a tube of KY jelly. He was apparently planning on lubricating something to stick up Ethan's ass! Ethan's eyes opened wider as he watched Carl quickly lube his penis with the KY. Was he going to fuck Ethan? Ethan had been fucked a few times, but he was generally a top, and for whatever reason had just assumed Carl would be a bottom and he would be fucking Carl!

Ethan didn't have anymore time to think about it though, or even to speak up, because Carl, who was suddenly looking extremely hot and bothered, had finished lubing his hardon, and had quickly stepped up behind Ethan, and was directing the tip of his cock at Ethan's somewhat stretched hole!

Ethan's eyes opened still wider then, as he watched Carl lean forward, and felt the head of his cock pressing into his hole. Carl's cock was a bit larger than his two fingers had been, so it met some resistance from Ethan's sphincter, but Carl didn't let that deter him, and he kept pressing firmly, but gently, forward.

"OOOHhhhh!!!!" Ethan gasped a moment later, as his ring muscle suddenly gave way, and he suddenly felt Carl's hot, slippery phallus invading his rectum.

"Mmmmm...." he moaned, as Carl's cock slid deep up inside him. He was a little suprised by how good it felt. Usually the few times Simon had entered him, although Simon had been gentle, it hadn't felt as nice. Maybe it was all Carl's expert preperatory work on Ethan's hole. Whatever the case, Carl's cock sliding up into his body felt rather nice to Ethan, and actually seemed to be exciting him even more. Carl grinned when he felt Ethan flexing around his cylinder.

For a few seconds, Carl held his position, once he was fully inserted, and his dark curly pubic mound was smashed flat against Ethan's ass. As he stood waiting for Ethan to get used to his cock, he smiled and leaned over Ethan's back, hugging Ethan, as he reached with one hand and wrapped it around Ethan's cock, which he began gently pumping, while with his other hand he reached for Ethan's left nipple, which he began flicking with his finger.

"How's it feel?" Carl asked speaking softly into Ethan's right ear.

"MMMmmmm...." Ethan moaned, unable to articulate just how good he was feeling.

Slowly then Carl started to pull his hips back, withdrawing his cock, nearly all the way out of Ethan, before then stopping, to push his way all the way back into Ethan, bringing another moan of pleasure from Ethan's throat.

Carl let go of Ethan's cock then, and straightened back up and placing a hand on each of Ethan's hip, slowly, and gently, he began sliding continually back and forth, in and out of Ethan, causing both boys ripples of pleasure!

After a half minute or so had passed, Carl, who was reveling in the feelings his cock was experiencing as it slid in and out of Ethan's hot body, began to feel more and more aroused, automatically began swinging his hips back and forth progressively faster and firmer, until he was fucking Ethan at a good pace.

As Carl had begun fucking Ethan gently and slowly, and had gradually increased his pace, Ethan got used to Carl's cock moving in and out of his body, and as it rubbed faster and harder over his prostate, he too became more and more aroused, periodically squeezing his kegels, and gripping at Carl's member. After a minute or so, he reached back and grabbed his penis and began masturbating in time with Carl's fucking.

It wasn't too long before Carl's steady fucking, combined with his own hand work, caused Ethan to begin to feel his orgasm forming. Unconsciously he began pumping his cock a little faster. When Carl noticed, he realized Ethan must've begun climbing toward his peak, so he increased his pace a little, to match Ethan's. Happily, this shortly caused Carl to feel his own orgasm beginning to form as well!

For the next minute or so, all that could be heard in the shower stall was the soft, steady, rythmic slapping of Carl's pelvis against Ethan's ass, and both boys' heavy breathing.

Shortly, Ethan felt his body begin racing toward the pinnacle, and he began pounding his cock. Carl, whose climax was mounting as well, sensed Ethan's imminent orgasm, and began to slam his pelvis back and forth, matching Ethan's hand strokes, until he was rapidly rutting in and out of Ethan, and felt his own orgasm quickly approaching.

Suddenly Ethan paused for a split second, gasped, and blew a long thick streak of semen against the base of the wall he was leaning against. As he did, his asshole clamped as best it could around Carl's pistoning penis, which blew Carl over the edge. As Ethan resumed swiftly pumping his cock, an blew a second load, Carl groaned, as he slammed deep into Ethan, and felt a gush of cum pumping out of his cock, filling Ethan's insides.

For a few seconds then, Carl continued wildly slamming in and out of Ethan, gasping softly with each ejaculation, which filled Ethan with more of his semen, and Ethan continued madly pumping his own cock, spewing streaks and splatters of jism against the wall and floor beneath him.

Eventually, nearly at the same time, both boys orgasms began to recede, and each slowed their pace, until Ethan was gently pulling on his dick yet, while Carl slowly slid in and out of his ass. At nearly the same moment, each gave a shudder, as they spasmed one more time and pushed a final glob of cum through their urethras. Then Carl pushed his cock all the way into Ethan, and bent over him, wrapping his arms around him, hugging him. And for a minute or so, the two boys, each coated with a sheen of sweat, remained, heaving for breath, still coupled, as Ethan leaned against the wall supporting them. Both felt extremely relieved, and satisfied.

"God damn!" Carl swore softly, when his cock finally wilted enough to have popped out of Ethan's ass, and he released Ethan, straightened up, and took a step backward.

"Yeah!" Ethan gasped, finally straightening up as well. For a moment he caught a slight whiff of shit - his own - and he felt slightly embarrassed. Carl either didn't notice, or didn't care, as he never indicated having smelled it.

"You've got a great ass!" Carl said, grinning.

"And you've got a great cock!" Ethan replied, smiling back at him.

"I can't believe how tight you are!" Carl said.

"Umm... well... usually I'm a top," Ethan said.

"OH!" Carl said, and his face turned a little pinker. "I-I for some reason got the impression you're a bottom."

"Nope," Ethan said. "But... the way you just treated me... I could learn to be one!"

Both of them chuckled softly.

"Seriously," Carl said. "I'm sorry. If I'd realized, I would've asked first, before just 'taking you' like that."

"It's OK," Ethan said. "I've bottomed a few times before, and if I really hadn't wanted to this time, I'd have stopped you."

"OK," Carl said. "That's cool. And... well, even though I'm usually just a top too... I guess another time, I could bottom for you if you wanted."

"Cool!" Ethan said, and he felt his cock begin to swell again a little.

"So... how long til you're recharged then?" Carl asked, grinning lewdly, and Ethan thought his penis looked slightly swollen again already.

"Not too long," Ethan said, but he grimmaced slightly then, as he suddenly felt a trickle of hot liquid running down the inside back of his right thigh. Reaching back, he wiped at it with his fingers, and realized it was some of Carl's jism oozing back out of him."Ew!" he said, as Carl smirked, realizing what was happening.

"Sorry!" Carl said.

"No need to be," Ethan said. "Guess it's comes with the territory."

Both grinned at one another then.

"Um... excuse me a minute, I'm gonna go sit and drain," Ethan said. Quickly he wrapped his towel around his waist, in case anyone came into the bathroom, and then slipped out of the shower stall, into the empty bathroom, and stepped across the aisle and into a toilet stall.

Once inside, Ethan quickly stripped the towel off, and sat down. He grimmaced again when Immediately he felt Carl's hot cum begin drooling out of his still somewhat stretched hole.

He was slightly surprised to hear a shower come on. Had someone else entered the bathroom??? It didn't run very long though.

A couple minutes later, feeling as empty as he thought he'd get, Ethan wiped himself clean, then left the stall. Happily, the bathroom was still empty. Quickly he slipped back into the shower stall, rejoining Carl, who, looked wet, and was casually leaning against the wall, fondling his surprisingly already once again fully stiff cock. Ethan grinned, and felt his own dick stirring once again.

"I got cleaned up for you!" Carl said, smiling.

"In that case, let me handle that for you!" Ethan said, stepping over to Carl, and squatting down. With that, he took Carl's good-sized cock into his mouth, and began sucking up and down on it, causing Carl to gasp and moan with pleasure.

And so began Ethan's repeat with Carl, of what Carl had just done with him. Shortly after he began fellating Carl, Ethan stopped, and he had Carl spin around. Carl readily partially squatted, and held his buttocks open for Ethan, who for a moment, gazed appreciatively at Carl's beautiful man-pussy, before plastering his face up against it, and causing Carl an extreme amount of pleasure.

After a while, when Ethan thought the time was right, Carl remained bent forward, and readily took Ethan's well-lubed cock inside him, and allowed Ethan to expertly fuck him, like he'd done earlier to Ethan. The end result was the same for both, with the exception that it was Carl this time, who plastered the wall and floor with semen, while Ethan passionately filled Carl's insides with his.

When they finished, Carl excused himself for a couple minutes to go empty out, as Ethan had done earlier. When he rejoined Ethan though, this time the two showered together, taking the time to sensually wash each other, which in the long run caused each to have another orgasm... this time though, in the other's mouth.

When it was all over, the boys dried, and wrapped their towels around themselves, then hearing nobody in the bathroom, they quickly both slipped out of the shower stall and headed off toward their rooms.

As they walked along the hallway together, Carl asked, "So... same time tomorrow?"

Ethan, who now that it was over, finally suddenly remembered Simon, didn't respond immediately.

"What's wrong?" Carl asked, looking at Ethan, concerned.

Ethan looked up at Carl, fully intending to tell him he couldn't, because he had a boyfriend, and he didn't want to cheat on him again. When he saw Carl's beautiful eyes looking at him filled with a combination of concern, worry, and disappointment, he couldn't say it though.

"Are you OK?" Carl asked.

Ethan didn't speak immediately, but finally, said, "Uh... yeah."

"So... tomorrow?" Carl asked.

As Ethan looked at Carl, he felt his penis begin plumping just at the thought, and was unable to say no.

"Sure!" he said. "See you then."

"Cool!" Carl said, and he grinned, and Ethan felt his getting bigger. Quickly he dropped his hands down in front of it.

"See ya later," he said, and he hustled toward his room.

"See ya," Carl said, grinning, and he turned to go into his own room.

When Ethan burst into his dorm room, he was thankful for two reasons that his roommate was still gone. For one reason, he was nearly fully hard already again. And for the other, upon entering his room, his eyes turned immediately to Simon's picture, and instantly, his lower jaw began to tremble, and tears welled in his eyes.

"I'm so sorry Simon!" he gasped, and as his cock started to wilt, he finally gave way to his feelings, and wept bitterly out of guilt and self-loathing.

For the rest of the afternoon and evening, Ethan was disgusted with himself... so much so, that again, for the second day in a row, when Simon called, he couldn't face him, and let it go to voice mail.

He went to bed early that evening, but slept only fitfully all night.

"Oh God Ethan! Fuck me harder!" Carl gasped.

The two were in the shower stall in the bathroom again, and Ethan was swiftly fucking Carl up the ass, as Carl leaned against the tiled wall, reaching under himself, rapidly jacking off. Ethan could feel Carl's asshole contracting and releasing as he slid in and out of his rectum. And, he could feel his own orgasm quickly approaching.

Wanting to give Carl what he wanted, and wanting to speed up himself anyway, Ethan began pounding his dick in and out of Carl, who groaned passionately.

For several seconds then, as both boys heaved for breath, Ethan rutted in and out of Carl, while Carl slammed his fist back and forth, up and down his cock.

Suddenly Carl let out a gasp, and began to cum, and at the same time, Ethan felt his climax quickly approaching, so he began humping even faster, until suddenly he let out a gasp, as he spewed his semen inside Carl.

Just as Ethan and Carl were squirting a second time, the shower stall door burst open, to reveal Simon standing there, staring in dismay at the scene in front of him.

"What the fu_???" Ethan cried, as he blew another load into Carl, and suddenly his eyes flew open, and everything was dark, and he was alone, in bed.

"Awww!!!" Ethan gasped almost silently, as he felt his body spasm, and blow more cum.

"Oh Fuck!" Ethan gasped, realizing that not only was he having a nightmare, but he was also having a wet dream!

Ethan spasmed one more time, and his orgasm ended.

As he lay there on his stomach, in a puddle of his own jism, panting a little, Ethan tried to see if his roommate, who was in bed just across the room, was awake or asleep.

After a moment, Ethan realized, thankfully, that it sounded as if he was asleep!

"Yech!" Ethan whispered to himself, as he pushed the covers off himself and rolled over.

Fortunately, he was wearing his boxers, and although the sheet under him felt damp where his crotch had been laying, the majority of his mess appeared to be in his boxers. He quickly stripped off his t-shirt, then his boxers, and used his t-shirt to clean himself up, then tossed his soiled clothing on the floor, pulled the covers back up and tried to fall back asleep.

Sleep didn't come too readily though, as he kept seeing Simon's devastated look from his dream, when he walked in on him and Carl in the shower.

Finally, Ethan made up his mind that he would keep his appointment with Carl the next afternoon, but rather than having sex with Carl, he'd break it off, apologizing, and explaining about Simon.

A little happier with himself, Ethan finally fell back asleep.

• • *The next day, as soon as Ethan woke up, since his roommate was still sleeping, he quickly jumped out of bed, and got dressed, hoping to avoid any questions about why he was suddenly sleeping naked. Before his roommate woke, Ethan gather up his books, and happy enought with his plan to break it off with Carl firmly in mind, he went and got a quick breakfast, then went to his first class. Since he had his plan in mind, and wasn't distracted thinking about what to do, Ethan was able to get through his classes better than the previous day.

That afternoon, after his classes were over, Ethan headed to his dorm building, with all good intentions about breaking it off with Carl. As he walked across campus though, he kept recalling the previous afternoon, and naturally, afternoon, he got horny. By the time he reached his room, he had a full-fledged hardon. Still intent on breaking things off with Carl though, he dumped his books in his room, and fully clothed headed to the bathroom. There he found Carl waiting for him in the corner stall. Carl was a little confused when Ethan slipped into the stall fully dressed yet, and not carrying a towel, nor any shower supplies, but then he saw the lump in Ethan's crotch, and stopped thinking about it.

"So, let's get you naked!" Carl said softly, and he reached forward, cupped his hand around Ethan's hardness, causing Ethan to draw in his breath sharply.

For a moment, all thoughts were banished from Ethan's mind, as Carl fondled him through his pants.

Just as he was re-gathering his thoughts, and was about to speak though, Carl reached up under his t-shirt and shoved his hand down into his pants, inside his boxers, and gripped his cock, and began gently tugging on it. This of course caused Ethan's thoughts to become jumbled again.

This time before Ethan could re-gather his thoughts, Carl stepped around to Ethan's side, and shoved his other hand down the inside of the back of Ethan's boxers, so his hand ran over the skin of Ethan's ass. Almost immediately, Carl let a finger slide into Ethan's crack. Ethan gasped again as the tip of Carl's finger touched his anus.

As Carl began fully molesting him both front and back, Ethan completely lost track of his thoughts, and within seconds was ultra-horny.

"Fuck!" he thought, as Carl moved in and began kissing him.

As he felt Car's tongue pressing on his lips, Ethan gave up the ghost, and reciprocated, and within seconds, all thoughts of Simon were gone again.

When it was over, Ethan once again walked into his room, with tears in his eyes. He and Carl had spent about 40 minutes have sex multiple times again in the shower stall. And, when they'd parted, Ethan had agreed to meet him yet again the next day!

The rest of Ethan's day, and evening were much like the previous day. And for the third night in a row, he avoided poor Simon's calls. And that evening Simon called a second and third time, as he was beginning to get worried!

Again, Ethan slept poorly. That night though, he didn't have a wet dream.

• • *The next day was pretty much a repeat. Again, Ethan intended to break it off with Carl, but by the time he met up with him, he was again too horny to stop himself, and the two spent nearly an hour together! By the time it was over, Ethan realized he wasn't going to be able to break it off with Carl. In fact, he realized, he really didn't want to! So, although it filled him with self-loathing and disgust with himself, he forced himself to try and forget his guilt, telling himself it was only sex - not love, and because he wasn't in love with Carl, and couldn't be with Simon, and really needed sex, it wasn't exactly "Cheating" on Simon. So, until he went home again, it really wasn't that big a deal if he did have sex with Carl each day!

"Yeah!" he thought to himself after he thought that, as he looked in a mirror with a look of self hatred on his face. "Feel free to lie to yourself as well as your boyfriend you fucking asshole!"

• • *That evening Ethan finally answered Simon's call.

"What's wrong???" Simon cried, when Ethan finally picked up the phone. "Where have you been? Are you alright?"

As tears filled his eyes, Ethan forced himself to try and sound normal and cheerful, and said, "I'm so sorry Si! I've been swamped with work, and each time you've called I've been in rehearsals, and had to let your calls go to voicemail. Then when I was done, it was too late to call you, and by the next morning, when I woke up, you'd be in school already!"

"What?" Simon asked, confused. He had been certain something awful was wrong. "Y-you could've called me back at any hour, just to let me know you were OK, so I didn't worry! We wouldn't have had to talk then. Just - you shoulda called to say you were OK!"

As a tear broke from his eye, and trickled down his pained-face, Ethan sniffled slightly, and lied again to Simon, telling him he was sorry, that he hadn't been thinking, and just didn't want to wake him up late at night.

On the other end of the line, Simon heard the slight sniffle and the strange, strained tone in Ethan's voice, and knew there was more to it.

"You're sure that's it?" Simon asked, a little leerily.

"YES!" Ethan cried. "I-I'm just really really busy, and didn't want to disturb you when you were sleeping! So... what's been going on at home anyway???"

Simon sensed then for sure that Ethan was lying to him. He could tell from Ethan's tone that something wasn't quite right, and this made him even more distraught. He was happy that Ethan couldn't see him, as his eyes begin welling up.

The rest of their conversation was general, and short. When they hung up, unlike usual when their conversation was over and Simon was always sad, and depressed, poor Simon was surprised to find that this time he felt relieved their conversation was over, as he was sure that none of what Ethan had told him was genuine, and he was having a very hard time sounding "normal" as they talked.

"What the Hell's wrong?" Simon whined softly to himself, as unbidden tears began leaking from his eyes. This time, instead of wiping them away, he finally gave in and wept for a couple minutes.

Later, I was a little concerned by how quiet and pre-occupied Simon seemed, and I could tell he'd been crying. When I asked what was wrong, he said it was nothing. When it was time to go to bed, and Simon usually joined Tom and I for "snuggle time", I was a little more disturbed when Simon didn't join us, claiming he was too tired. He looked absolutely miserable as he plodded down the hallway, with Buddy trailing behind him, his tail down, sensing his master's depression.

"He's probably just missing Ethan," Tom said, although, he too looked a little more concerned than usual.

We went to bed then ourselves, hoping that by morning Simon would be in a better mood.

• • *In Boston, as the days went by, Ethan and Carl continued meeting in the men's room shower stall each afternoon for 3/4 - an hour of sexual pleasures. Although Ethan knew it was wrong, he just couldn't stop himself. And, as the days passed, he realized he really didn't want his encounters with Carl to stop. He realized the sex they were having was fantastic. He couldn't believe how caring and passionate Carl seemed when they were together, and in appreciation, he tried his best to mimic it back at Carl. It wasn't too long before Ethan came to a horrible realization. To his horror, Ethan realized it was becoming more than just sex, and he really was starting to like Carl! Was he beginning to have feelings for Carl????

Upon realizing this, he spent several hours wondering and worrying about it, until he realized he really did still love Simon yet, and his feelings for Carl were nowhere near as strong. Still.... he realized he was become attracted to Carl in more than just a physical way.

Several times during his introspective brooding that evening, tears began streaming down his cheeks as he sat on his bunk, utterly confused by it all!

Ethan thought and thought about it over the next few days. During that time though, because he just couldn't stop himself, he continued meeting Carl each afternoon in the shower stall. In fact one day they met up a second time - in the evening - in the shower stall as well, although it was a lot riskier, as so many boys were in and out of the bathroom then. And too, they had to be very quiet, and leave the water running. Finally about three days later, Ethan suddenly had an epiphany, and was extremely relieved when he figured out that the feelings he had for Carl, were not romantic, but rather, brotherly. Having never had a brother, he hadn't been able to realize this. But, once he realized it, he felt somewhat better about things. He was again able to justify his meetings with Carl as only 'Sex' and not love, thus eradicating some of his guilty feelings. Still... there was one thing he hadn't considered until just then... in as much as he was telling himself his feelings for Carl were merely 'brotherly' - he'd never talked about their feelings for one another with Carl, and he really didn't know how Carl felt about things. He suddenly wondered if maybe Carl had stronger feelings for him, and thus the caring way Carl made love to him! In the end, Ethan decided he couldn't worry about that, and telling himself his feelings for Carl were just 'Brotherly', he could carry on. At least that way, while he still felt guilty about cheating on Simon, he could at least justify to himself that Carl was just a (close) 'friend with benefits', and that the two were just 'using' each other for relief, rather than being in a true romantic relationship. And since Simon would have no way of ever finding out about Carl, although he still felt a little guilty about it, and even realized what an asshole he was being, Ethan was finally able to relax enough to get on with his life, such that it was at that point. He went to classes each morning, and to any rehearsals that occurred certain evenings, but also continued joining Carl in the showers once or twice a day for sexual relief.

The next chapter of our story will be published shortly...