Date: Wed, 11 Sep 2002 03:59:10 +0000 From: Brad Goodman Subject: Family of Four - Chapter 14 Legal Notice: The following story may contain descriptions of graphic sexual acts. These acts may be between boys or between a man and a boy. The author, or his designee, retains copyright to this story. There may be no reproducing or distribution of this story without expressed written consent. Positive emails and feed back may be sent to bradgoodman30@hotmail.com ***************************************************** I got very little feedback from the last chapter. I really am trying to get it all out for everyone to enjoy. I will post chapter 15 Friday so look for it. I have been so busy that getting this all done has been tough. For everyone wondering the Ryans will be back in chapter 15 and there will be some really good stuff and twists in chapter 15. Let me know what you think. Family of Four By: Brad Goodman Chapter 14 Copyright September 2002 Joey began to slid his firm full ass back and forth over Ryan's engorged cock. Ryan was moaning from the sensations of that perfect tight ass rubbing him and now rubbing him so vigorously. Joey leaned down and tried to gut Ryan with his tongue planting a firm deep long kiss right on his lips. Joey kept breaking their kiss and looking at me. It was not a sly or mischievous look, but rather a vengeful and hurt look. He was about to wound me as deeply as I had wounded him. I wanted to scream NO or STOP but I was in no position too. Joey kept kissing Ryan passionately their tongues exchanging in and out of each other's mouths. Big Ryan had his hand caressing Joey's body and he kept rubbing Joey's over sized nipples and the sensations were pleasing Joey but I could tell he was doing this with a sense of purpose and not out of love or even lust. He finally slid his ass right over the top of big Ryan's huge boner and stopped. He rose up and then grabbed hold of the eight inch pecker aiming it straight for his gorgeous tight pink hole. He slammed back impaling himself on the giant cock and began to ride Ryan like he was a bull at the rodeo. It was so fucking hot my cock jumped to attention, but my mind was enraged with jealousy and I was not sure I could handle watching this action. Joey was moaning and had his hands running over big Ryan's smooth chest while big Ryan was running his left hand over Joey's right side and nipple and simultaneously has his right hand rubbing Joey's back. The perspiration was rolling down Joey's smooth firm back and I could see it disappear in his little ass crack. Big Ryan was wailing and he looked to be in heaven as his breathing was so fast and hard it caused his chest to pump so high it almost seemed to bounce Joey up and down even more. This was hot and Joey was right. I never wanted to fuck anyone else but him and the boys ever again. I know this is selfish of me but I am so in love with them and this is our special way to express it that it really hurt me to see Joey doing it just to spite me. Ryan was close now and he was really oh-ing and ah-ing a lot. Finally he arched his back thrusting all 8 inches into Joey's tight boy cavern and he began to fill him till the cum oozed out the filled hole. Joey raised up and never even bothered to get himself off. This was quite a statement for him to make and he did it without a word. There was plenty of sex that night between the boys but I refused to do anything more with the Ryans. My night in heaven quickly became my night in hell. It is a painful memory but I learned a valuable difference between lust and love. I will not mention this night again as I hate the thoughts of big Ryan and Joey together. The next day the Ryans left and I have not set up another date like that again. The boys are welcome to spend the night at the Ryans' home anytime and little Ryan at our home but us adults no longer stay over at the other's home. I talked with big Ryan and explained my jealousy and he told me he understood because he felt the same way when he saw me fuck little Ryan. I am sure the boys engaged in sexual acts with big Ryan too when they were over there just as little Ryan did with me when he comes here, but I just could not watch it. Neither could big Ryan for the same reason. If you have truly loved a boy or anyone before for that matter I am sure you understand not wanting to share the most intimate moments with someone else. Boys experiment but at a certain point in life as an adult you must learn what you like and love and stick to it. The second week of school has been great and the boys are doing quite well. Joey wants to play basketball and everyday after school he, Nick an Jake play with the hoop on the garage. I can tell the men in the neighborhood who are interested in boys because I see them driving by the house a lot. Several guys in the neighborhood stop by to give the boys pointers all the time and always just happen to be driving by or in the area when the boys have their shirts off. I can't blame them but I was by no means going to invite them into our home or lives. That bitter pill can only be swallowed once in a lifetime. We watch wrestling every Monday and Thursday nights. It is a real neat time were we all play and just enjoy some good clean fun. Nick and Jake are in Spanish class and I love working with them 3 nights a week to learn their vocabulary words. Joey needs special attention in math so we spend 3 nights a week going over everything he needs to know and helping him to grasp it a little better. These may seem like chores to many people but I love it and see it as a great time to spend with the boys and watch the boys grow so much. We have had a dog for eight years but a year ago I let the boys talk me into these two kittens. I had them declawed as soon as the vet allowed but figured they would never get along with the dog and vice versa. How wrong was I about that. The cats and the dog just love each other and lay together all the time. It is almost sickening to see the dog cavorting with those damn hairballs. I digress, but only because it is a real time of peace and harmony for me and the boys and this brings you to our present. However, nothing is as peaceful as it seems. After a couple weeks of school I got a call from CPS (Children's Protective Services) and they told me that Jacob had a little brother named Matthew and he was available for adoption because his birth mother had died and his father was in jail for life. They wanted to see if I would take him as the maternal grandparents refused to take him because he was half black and the paternal grandparents refused because he was half white. How much did that suck. This boy was 10 and everyone was concerned with his race and not his needs. No other relatives wanted to accept responsibility for the boy because he suffers from ADHD (Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder), GAD (Generalized Anxiety Disorder) and ODD (Oppositional Defiant Disorder). This all scared the shit out of me too. They wanted to place the boy with me because Jake was his biological brother and the closest thing to family he had left. I could not make a commitment but they asked me to come down and talk with a social worker and then make a decision. I brought the boys and said they had to be a part of this as it will greatly affect their lives. The social worker met with us for an hour and told me the story of Matthew. I have included it here for you and want to warn that it is a graphic story of violence and abuse. Nothing sexual just a reality jolt for the way too many kids are treated. Matthew is currently 10 years old. He as I said before is diagnosed with a host of psychological problems that may steam from exposure to drugs and alcohol in the womb. Matt was born to his mother who was a prostitute and his father who was a drug dealing pimp. What a way to begin life. His mother was a crack head and his dad was a murderer. Perfect to raise a child. The mother lost custody of him at birth because of his addiction to crack but later got him back by complying with CPS and the action plan they set for her. CPS has been in and out of his life for the past 8 years. Complaints of neglect and abuse were reported time and time again by his schools. I say schools because a drug dealing pimp and a crack head prostitute move around a lot. The complaints ranged from welts and bruises on the boys body to burn marks and cuts on him too. He had been scalded by his mother on several occasions. For those of you who don't know this is a process were a parent or guardian fills a pot with water or a bath tub with scalding hot water and then submerses the child's body or a body part in the water. He had also been beaten so badly by his father once that the man broke Matt's jaw and the boys right arm. On a separate occasion the boys father allowed a man to purchase time with Matt in order to burn his penis with a cigarette lighter. The boy was not burned so seriously as to cause permanent functional damage, but he still had a scar that was shaped like the horse-shoe end of a lighter. The worst incident (if you can single out one as the worst) was when his mother was high on a speedball and lost control of herself and broke a bottle and carved the boys back with the jagged glass. She actually carved her initial in his back. It was four inched long and was a big J. I was crying at the end of the story as the social worker had laid it all out in great detail. I felt so sorry for the boy but at the same time my fear of taking him in was quite great. We left CPS that night and the boys and I never said a word all the way home. I think it was a mistake to include them in the meeting as I am afraid they were scared by the incidents which they heard. Jake was the only one to speak asking when his brother could come live with us. He was really excited about having a biological brother and that he was going to live with us. The other boys soon joined in the campaign but I was so afraid I kept telling them I have to think more about it. Then one night I got an email from a reader of this story who works as a therapeutic parent in a boys home. He told me after reading my dilemma in the prologue something I will never forget. He wrote to me and said that boys with problems can be more demanding and more trying but in the end they just need love and security like any other boy. With that I realized this boys had no love or security in his life ever. He was alone and abandoned by his biological relatives. He had so many problems that CPS was quite blunt in explaining that if I did not adopt him that he would be in a foster home or boys home for the rest of his adolescence. I decided I have to take him in. I called the social worker and let her know my plans. She was thrilled and set up a time for me and the boys to meet Matt. We went to the foster home and we talked to Matt. We talked and got to know each other for several hours. Matt was a very engaging boy but some what withdrawn. That is to be expected after all he has been through in his short life. He was a witness to his father beating a man to death for not paying him after having sex with Jenna his mother. That I learned that night and wondered how they left that out. He was quite and withdrawn but when he opened up a little a light shown through the gloom and the pain of his past and I felt more assured that we could make a difference in his life. He and Jake did seem to click a little more than the rest of us and I am sure that is from a bond they must of felt being biological half brothers. We made a visit with him every night for a week and he became more engaging and open as we got to know each other. CPS wanted to place him with me almost right away but my fear had me hold out until after we had visited with him for about a week. He is set to join us this Friday and I hope everything will be good from here out but I will let you know. You may be wondering what he looks like and I am sure you are if you are ready this story. What I must say is that bi-racial children of any mix tend to be quite cute. They seem to get the best genes from both parents. Matt was no exception to this. The boys is about 4'10 and can't weigh more than about 80lbs. He had a small button nose like many boys his age and had great curly hair. It was a brown shade and not as curly as a normal black person's hair these were longer curls. His complexion was quite beautiful. He had a great almond colored skin that was as perfect as could be. (If this is how the kids are going to look than every white person should be forced to marry and have children with a black person.) He was quite slim and had a white boy butt. It protruded ever so slightly more but not like a black boys butt. Pity but I will get over it. Matt has great looking gray eyes that harbor a lot of pain but seemed to cry out for the love he never had in his life. His lashes were long and lush and his lips were full and cherry red. He had a face that you couldn't wait to kiss and an innocence that surprised me as he has been through so much pain. His teeth were amazingly perfect and white. Lucky boy he was so gorgeous that I couldn't stop thinking about him. The night before we were to pick him up from his foster home I was lying in bed stroking my cock to the thought of him. A knock came at the door and Nick came in to my room. "Can I talk to you?" he asked timidly. "Of course you can, I am always here for you." He came over and climbed in bed with me. He was wearing his bedtime boxers and nothing else. I was so horny and just had to cut my fantasy short so it was very hard for me to focus on his words. I managed to just listen and he was afraid with a new boy Jake and I would not love him the same or he was not going to be as important anymore. Very candid and somewhat jealous he began to tell me he wasn't sure it was going to work out. I wrapped my arms around him and told him everything was going to be alright. We talked and I told him he will always be important to me and I will never let him forget it. After talking a while he was more at ease and ready for this new chapter in our lives. We were holding each other and this led to a little kissing which in turn lead to a little touching and before I knew it we were ready to prove our love to each other. I do love my boys so much. Nick rolled right up on top of me and quickly pressed his little cherry red lips to mine. He slid his tongue into my mouth and the little member was exploring all over. I returned the favor and had run each of my hands over his back. He had his legs straddled over me and I was caressing his body from the back of his knee to his shoulder blades. We continued kissing passionately and then Nick started kissing me down my neck. He kissed and licked my neck and worked down to my chest. The sensations of his tongue and mouth sent chills down my spine. I was thoroughly enjoying his work. He reached my erect nipples and began licking, then sucking, and eventually playfully biting them. Oh god is he good, I kept thinking. He had his hands rubbing my sides and the little sex monster kept working his way down. He licked my belly button and just seemed to love what he was doing. My breathing was quickening and my cock was rock hard. He knew he was good and just loved the thought of making me moan for his touch. He grabbed the top of my boxers and yanked them down letting my cock snap back and slap against my crotch. It hurt and the pre-cum left a trail from my tip to my stomach where it had just crashed. Nick licked the pre-cum quickly enjoying the flavor. He slid lower on me so that his head was right above my rock hard member. He licked the head and I squealed with delight. I never squeal, damn this boy is good. He licked up and down the shaft teasing my cock and enticing me more. He slowly wrapped his lips around it and then started to bob up and down running his lips over the length of my cock and sucking as hard as he could. I wanted to pop as my earlier activity had really prepped me for a great orgasm. He was running his lips up and down and swallowing every inch of my hard boner. The tingling in my spine was great but I had those wonderful butterflies in my stomach that made it even better. Of course the sensations on my man meat was not bad either. My breathing was heavy and I was really panting. My balls pulled close to my body and I knew the human vacuum was about to get the reward he enjoyed so much. I released my first shot and he gulped every last bit of it. The second and third shots the boy swallowed as well. But by the fourth, fifth and sixth shots it was running down my shaft escaping his tight grip he held to my cock with his lips. It was wonderful. Nick slid back up to me and let me share in his feast as he kissed me passionately letting the taste my own seed rickle from his mouth into mine. I quickly pulled his boxers off and then pulled him up so that his perfect four and half inch boy boner was inches from my face. He was so horny he was leaking all over. I opened my mouth and he quickly thrust his milky white boy flesh into my mouth. He began thrusting as if he was trying to punch a hole through the back of my head with his dick. It was awesome and I sucked him hard enough to pull a golf ball through a straw. He flung his head back and his little soft smooth chest heaved up and down. I could hear him gasping for air and I knew he was close to heaven. He moaned and let out a high pitch screech. He thrust his tool deep into my mouth and I could feel his contracted soft smooth boy nuts right on my chin. This was almost as great a feeling as his release of boy juice that was splashing in my mouth and throat. He always had a sweetness, very unique to a boy, in his cream. I loved it and lapped up all four shots he spit forth. He was twitching and jerking and thrust a few more times to ensure I milked every last drop from his boy snake. He flopped next to me his chest heaving and his eyes just staring into space lost in the moment. We lie there side by side and just enjoyed each other's company for a few minutes. Before I knew it he was ready for a little anal action and rolled up on me straddling his legs over my body again. I caressed his smooth little legs and enjoyed his soft flesh. He grabbed the lube from the night stand and applied a little to my hard cock. He rose up positioned my head to his tight puckered boy hole and gently slid back. Nick liked a good hard fuck every now and then but he was not like Joey. He liked a gentle, loving and passionate moment as well. I knew this was going to be one of those special moments. He looked into my eyes and I began to slowly push my rock hard dick into his boy vagina. He was really enjoying the slow pace and liked the massaging his prostate was receiving. I could feel his perfectly sculpted smooth soft ass pressing into me as he slid down my pole. I grabbed both cheeks and help lift and slowly deposit him each time. He grabbed his own hardened member and was slow stroking it as well. He kept eye contact with me and his smile was quite evident. I love him so much and we were connecting on a level not many people can understand. We picked up the pace ever so slightly but we were ready to cum with out anymore action. This was a slow passionate love making that only people who are really in love can experience. The feel of his soft ass in my hands was so incredible and smooth it caused me to grow even harder (if that was possible). I said I was ready and he nodded that he was too. With that I released my first shot and pressed deep inside of him till I connected with his prostate. He moaned and released his first volley of boy spunk. It landed on my belly and then the flow kept cumming. I shot again and again until I had emptied my ball sack of its precious fluid. Nick did the same and then wiped up his boy sperm onto his fingers. He reached out to my mouth and I opened it letting him insert his fingers. He fed me his juice and I licked every last drop from his little fingers. He leaned forward until his chest hit my stomach and then he laid his head on my chest. I stroked his hair and played with it twirling it around my fingers till we both fell asleep. We laid there all night with him on top of me and I was in heaven. What a great way to express love. To be contunued......