Date: Tue, 3 May 2022 06:55:04 +0200 (CEST)
From: bigbryanbrown@tutanota.com
Subject: From Junk To Stars

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From Junk To Stars.

I hope this is just not a sappy story.

My name is Willy Spain. I had just turned 20 and I want to adopt some
kids. I didn't want the drama of a full blown situation with some woman
who was all about her in the relationship. So I dated and had sex but no
long term relationships. I was careful with a condom in sex.

I did find out kids were only availed unless they were consider junk. My
grandma was black and the best woman in the world. I mean I could pass
for white. or Hispanic.  But I looked to that woman as a goddess. She was
my only living relatives. Cancer had hit our family hard growing up. A
few member had been in drug crime and killed. I had learned some hard
lessons from seeing dead relatives go bad.

So one afternoon I was looking thru pictures of wonderful kids. I choose
age 3 and older. I found two boys that were considered in the Junk
category. The lady who showed me the pictures said they were black and
mixed races. Often never knowing what race or where they came from. They
just weren't as wanted by most families. So they weren't really junk, it
mean "juveniles under no category"; in other wise not know what they
were. This list had a past due so to speak on them. They were listed as
no desirable as kids. They were damaged too much by most standard think.

The ones that really caught my attention was the older age boys. Age 10
or older. It wasn't a sexual thing. These had special needs because were
label as broken. Susan was the lady and she explained it all out.
         "Look all kids have value. I had two from the Junk list. They
make my life so much fuller," she said. "I not suppose to tell you but
some of the kids have sexual expertise. What's your love when come to
sex?"

I didn't answer that question. I had been very active with a few of guys
and lots of girls. I was so sexual; it was not funny. But I wanted to
have a few kids to raise. I wanted to leave a part of who I was, beside
orgasms for others. So I agreed on a set of brothers age 11 and 12. They
were often together or elsewhere. They were in the system their whole
lives and just a monthly check; for where they were placed. It had been
over a year they hadn't seen each other. They were low on most peoples
choices for kids. She had mentioned that kids in this category were truly
broken.
          "Susan I'm goanna take the boys to start," I told her.
          "REALLY, OK," she said.
She was fooled that the system was working. But I knew better. I was
goanna take the boys live or die.

I met they one afternoon. They were taken to a neutral place for a visit.
I looked at both of them in the face. I knew what it was expect from
them. They had no idea what was happening. They were just there because
they were told to. The only reason because of grandma I had been saved
from SPCA myself. It made me nuts that kids were treated like a check and
trading card; and god forbid some treated as sex slaves.

Enough of that thinking. I remembered the boys names. Andrew was the 12
year old. Andy was 11. They were so cute as boys. They were a mix of who
know what nationality. I didn't care. They weren't junk to me. My heart
went out them both. They didn't know what was happening. But they were
soon pack up with me to my house where I now had my grandma with me.

We pulled up to the house. They had a small bag of clothes and that was
it. My grandma was salt of the earth she welcomed them with open arms.
          "OK, 1 rule to start with. I will never lie to you. Either will
grandma. Tell us the truth then everything will be fine. And I've loved
you the first time I looked at your photos," I said.

I couldn't tell if they believe me yet.
          "So If we do something wrong you'll still love us," Asked
Andrew?
          "Yes," I said.
         "So if we ask you a question you'll be truthful," asked Andy?
         "Yes, whatever, I may however not answer. But I won't lie," I
said.

I saw them both thinking. Susan had left the house. I wasn't returning
the boys I told Susan before I met the boys in person. I had told her
they needed love like anyone. She became my best friend so to speak.
Remember she had two kids that were considered junk too.

Grandma had lunch at the table and she called us all over. I knew I was
taking on a big bite with two boys. Grandma had reminded me my whole
life; I had value no matter what. I was now living by that. I was glad
she was living with me. She was my anchor.

Finally Andrew was ready to test me.  I could see a cockiness in his
face.
          "So have you sex with guys," he asked?
          "Why do you ask that? Yes I have," I asked.

Andrew was clearly shaken by my answer. I knew he wasn't done.
        "What, you just told me that. Are we goanna be your sex boys," he
asked.
        "Andrew, why are you doing this. Our new dad just told you the
truth," said Andy.
       "I want to know if I've goanna wake up with a fat dick up my ass,
OK," said Andrew.

I started to laugh.
       "Is that what you want from me a sex monster using you," I asked.
       "I don't know maybe I do," said Andrew.
       "Andrew, you're being the dick. Not dad," said Andy.
No one said a word. I looked at Andy. He came to me in a hug with tears
in his eyes.
       "I know you want us. No one has ever taken us in like this. You
told us you were goanna be truthful. Then you answered truthful. You've
given us a place to be together. I'd put up sex every night if it meant
we could stay here for both of us. Dad I want this to be our home
forever. Please don't send us away because Andrew is being a dick.
There's a greatness inside him somewhere. NO ONE ELSE HAS EVER WANTED
US." said Andy.

He was weeping now I was holding him and he didn't stop. I just held him
till he looked me in the face and then at Andrew for an answer of hope.
The room held it breath so to speak.
       "Fine rape me every night. I want to stay here too Dad," he said.
The word dad had been sort of sarcastic. His other comment I didn't pay
it mind.

Andy lunged into my lap. He kissed my face and went back to his chair. We
ate dinner and then My grandma started talking about me when I was
younger. After dinner I showed them their rooms. I had a new laptop for
each boy. I gave them the password for the WIFI. They both like the idea
of their own computer. Andy was dancing around his room.
      "We're going for clothes and other important thing you need
tomorrow. I know you don't got much," I told him.
      "Dad, I like saying that, Dad. Andrew knows you won't rape us,"
Said Andy.
     "Although I might love you."
I picked him up from his desk and had he on his bed
     "I bet you're ticklish," I said. I started to tickle him. Then I
blew bubbles on his stomach. He liked it all. Then he looked at me
serious.
       "Dad, about the sex thing. I know I shouldn't  mention it. But we
both had sex all our lives against our will primality. Everyone we lived
with. They used us for sex. We never had a choice. I mean I just started
to cum. But only a few times in the shower have I ever like to cum. Tell
us what that's all about. Maybe not now. But we do need to learn what's
normal about sex," he said.

Then he hugged me. Grandma bought a small snack and milk. Then she
knocked on Andrew's door. She gave him some to. I heard them exchange
some dialoged.
           "Grandma thanks for the snack. I blew it with Dad. How do I
fix that," asked Andrew?
           "Just tell him what you really think. Tell the truth. He's a
great man," she said.

I looked at Andy as they spoke. We looked at each other and smiled. I
knew that even Andrew wanted to make everything work out.


Ok, More later....

Bryan Brown