Date: Mon, 9 Aug 2010 07:13:31 -0400 From: Bryce Writer Subject: Kyles Foster Experience - Part 3 Kyles Foster Experience b/b Oral, Anal Part three of an on-going series involving a young foster care child and his sexual interaction with two brothers. Please note that there is some urination that takes place in this installment, but this is not a raunch themed story. Part 3 Kyle lay still on the bed under the crushing weight of Ritchie's body. The older boy had collapsed onto his back following his orgasm and was breathing heavy into Kyle's ear. Every few seconds Ritchie would pump his hips slightly, his cock still wedged into the little six year olds glove tight rectum, although rapidly softening. He had enjoyed the fuck and wanted it to go on, but with his sperm injected into the little boy, his cock wouldn't hold its stiffness any longer and it slowly slipped out. Rolling onto his back next to Kyle, Ritchie looked down and examined his shrunken cock. It had a red glow to it, evidence of the pounding it had inflicted on the tiny rectum it had been lodged in. He saw traces of cum, but no poop and was surprised. Most times when he fucked Josh, there was some brown on his cock afterwards, testimony of just where it had been. It never really mattered to him, he would just have Josh clean it off with his mouth, something the smaller kid detested, but what did Ritchie care? Shifting around on the bed a bit, still on his back but now pointed more at Kyle, Ritchie looked at the young boy and said "That was good. You were a good fuck." "Thanks" Kyle said, and then asked "Do you do that often?" "Every night" Ritchie responded with a smile "and sometimes during the day if I can. And since your butthole is much better than Josh's, I bet we will be doing it a lot. In the meantime, how about sucking me a bit and cleaning it up?" Such a request was nothing new to Kyle, so he leaned over and took Ritchie's soft cock in his mouth. He smelled a little bit of butt smell, and the taste of the cum that was there had a "poopy" flavor to it, but Kyle went to work quickly, licking the slim tube and then sucking it right into his mouth. "Damn, you are good at this" Ritchie said as the little boy started sliding his mouth up and down on the inflating cock. "Do you do this a lot?" he asked. Kyle stopped sucking and thought about the question for a minute. No one had ever asked him that before. `I guess I do' he thought, remembering the literally dozens of boy cocks that had slid past his lips over the past several years. A life in foster care had literally made this a common practice for the boy. "Uh huh" he responded, his mouth still full of cock. And then he went back to sucking. A short time later, when Ritchie finally emerged from the bedroom, he told Josh that he was "going out" and would be back later. `What the fuck do I care' Josh thought to himself as he got up from the couch and headed to the bedroom himself. When he entered, he saw Kyle with some Kleenex in his hands, wiping cum from his freshly fucked ass. "Did he make you clean him up?" he asked as Kyle finished wiping and stepped back into his underwear and shorts. Kyle shook his head up and down. "Did he cum in your mouth?" Josh asked and Kyle nodded again. "Did you swallow it?" was Josh's next question. `Of course I did' Kyle thought to himself, `where else would it go?' but he merely nodded again. "Anyone ever piss in your mouth before?" Josh then asked. Kyle didn't answer that question straight away. Yes, his mouth had been pissed in on two prior occasions, but he wasn't particularly fond of the act. The first time someone had done that to him was several years before, a boy not much older than him who had been coaxed into the act by his older brother. Kyle wasn't living with the two boys, he was actually in a foster home that was next door, but they had befriended him and they would often play together in a secluded shed at the back of the brother's property. The older boy, who was only around 8 or 9, had coaxed Kyle into providing some oral relief a few times when they were alone together. The younger boy, who had a bad habit of peeing his pants because he was too lazy to go back to the house when he needed to go, had stumbled upon the boys one time while Kyle was on his knees, his mouth busily working over the bald groin pressed to his face. The older brother finished pumping Kyle's mouth, grunting his way through a dry orgasm, but then got worried that his little brother would "tell" if he didn't get sucked also. "Do him too" the older boy said to Kyle, who obediently shuffled around and began lowering the other boy's shorts. Now by this time, Kyle's mouth had been attached to a number of cocks in the past and so he was used to a variety of tastes and smells. But this was the first time that he had sucked someone who was a chronic wetter, and he immediately detected the odors of stale piss, which were quite prominent between the little boy's legs. And as he began to lick around the stubby 2 inch cock, the flavors of dried piss were very noticeable, although not much worse than some of the sweaty groins he had licked in the past. And so after `cleaning' the smooth flesh, he popped the little cock in his mouth and began sucking. The younger brother was stunned at first at what was happening, his shorts and underwear down around his ankles and Kyle licking his privates. But as soon as Kyle's mouth sucked in his little worm, the boy gave out a little yelp and then thrust his little hips forward, his peepee stiffening as it slid into the wetness of a suctioning mouth. And as Kyle worked away on the little stub, the boy continued his involuntary jerks and thrusts, a litany of squeaks and moans accompanying his movements. After less than a minute, the boy's legs were trembling and Kyle heard him announce "I have to pee." An experienced fellator, even at his tender age, Kyle had heard other boy's exclaim this before. He knew the boy was on the cusp of his kiddy orgasm and the feeling that he needed to pee was a part of that. So Kyle kept at the sucking, realizing the kid would get his dry nut and that would be the end of it. Which is why Kyle was quite surprised a few seconds later when a flood of liquid suddenly burst into his mouth. It was warm and salty like cum, but the watery makeup and sheer volume left little doubt that the kid was indeed pissing in his mouth. And it happened so fast that all Kyle could think to do was swallow, which he did. Three times before the flow stopped. The flavors left an aftertaste in his mouth that he really didn't care for and when the kid asked for a repeat performance a few days later, Kyle agreed only after the kid promised not to pee in his mouth again. The kid's groin still smelled and tasted of urine, but that time Kyle did not have to swallow down several mouthfuls of fresh piss, so he didn't mind. Since that time, only one other kid had pissed in his mouth and Kyle informed him afterwards that he wouldn't suck the boy anymore if he did that again. "Well?" Josh's voice startled Kyle back to the present. "Anyone ever piss in your mouth before?" Josh repeated, this time sounding a little more annoyed. "Yeah" Kyle responded, "but I don't like doing that." Josh sneered at the smaller boy as he walked towards the bed, pulling his shorts and underpants down and off as he climbed up and lay down. "I really don't give a fuck what you like" he announced as he raised his arms up and put his hands behind his head. "Now get over here, you got some work to do." By the time Mrs. Holler returned that night, well after midnight, Josh was back in the living room watching television. Kyle was asleep in the bedroom, exhausted from his first day in his new foster home. A day that included him being used sexually first by eight year old Josh, then twelve year old Ritchie, and then a two hour session with Josh again that left Kyle's jaw aching and his neck stiff from the rough gripping and tugging that Josh had subjected him to. Josh had decided shortly after meeting the younger boy that he wanted to increase his domination activities in fulfillment of sexual release. The boy had been used like a girl by his older brother for as long as he could remember and his anger at having been subjected to the daily incestuous acts had been building for several years. And while he had found some release in forcing other boys, some even older than him, to their knees in servicing him, just getting his cock sucked wasn't sufficient. Josh needed to feel in charge. He needed to see the humility that he enacted by making other boys wrap their lips around his stiffness. And when even that failed to sufficiently stimulate the boy, he began pissing in their mouths, using them as a human toilet and forcing them to consume his urine. Unfortunately for Kyle, having been subjected to sexual submissiveness for as long as he could remember, he found little disgust in anything that Josh demanded of his that evening. His willing compliance, which he thought would please the older boy, was actually annoying to the angry lad. When Josh ordered Kyle to lick his armpits, the boy eagerly lapped away at the creamy flesh, a slightly salty flavor, but relatively clean. When Josh directed him to lick his toes and feet, Kyle submitted, welcoming each of the ten tiny toes into his mouth and sucking away the accompanying funky foot smells without complaint. When so ordered, Kyle immediately began licking and sucking at his groin. Josh was becoming frustrated at the unyielding compliance of the littler boy. The stupid kid wasn't complaining at all and instead acted as if he liked it! But he had an idea. Something that would surely gross the kid out and give Josh the feelings of domination that he longed for. Flustered, Josh grabbed the curly hair of his foster brother and yanked his mouth off his stiff cock. Rolling onto his stomach, he looked back at the bewildered boy and said "You are gonna lick my asshole, and don't stop til I tell you to." To Josh, the licking of a butthole was unchartered territory. I mean, who in their right mind would lick someplace that nasty, stinky turds came from? He assumed, correctly, that his butthole, not having bathed in several days, would be ripe with his shit remnants and smelling like...well, like a butthole. He was disgusted at just the thought of having his face near a butthole, let alone having to lick one, so he figured that forcing this little outsider to munch on his turd factory would finally give him some victory in his quest for domination. He was wrong. Kyle's face had been mashed between plenty of butt cheeks in the past. He was not fond of rimming, but had been on the receiving end on a number of occasions in the past and was well aware of the pleasures that could be derived from having a tongue wiggling around inside his tiny poop chute. And so he moved around behind the older boy, assumed a position laying with his face over the silky smooth, snow white and completely unblemished globes of butt flesh, and pried them open with his tiny hands. Kyle smelled it before he saw it. The smell of poop, not overwhelming, but definitely present and wafting up from between the boy's butt cheeks. Peering in, Kyle noticed three things. The first was the presence of a dark purple bruising that circled Josh's hole. He was used to seeing a pinker color there and the sight of the angry looking darkness surprised him. Although no doubt had he ever looked at his own butthole on occasion, he would have seen a similar discoloration. He was too young to associate the bruising of young Josh's rear passage with the ass poundings that he received from the older brother Ritchie. Which also explained why Kyle didn't understand the opening at Josh's hole. Most of the buttholes he had seen were a swirl of tightly closed flesh, resistant to the probing of his fingers or tongue. This hole of Josh's actually popped open a little bit, maybe a little larger than the circumference of a pencil eraser, when he pulled the boy's butt cheeks apart. The third thing he noticed was a more familiar sight. The presence of shit smears within the folds of the anus and also traced along the inner cleft of one of the butt cheeks. This was the source of the obvious odors Kyle had detected and was consistent with a boy who was more hasty than not in cleaning himself after pooping. There were no large chunks or anything extraordinary, and, while it wasn't the cleanest butthole he had licked, it was far from the worst. That "prize" had been won several years earlier when then four year old Kyle was living with a family that had two sons, one seven and the other who had just turned three. The father in the home worked during the day and the mother would often "run to the store" for a few things, leaving the three boys to fend for themselves for up to several hours at a time. In due course, it hadn't taken the seven year old long to discover the pleasure of stuffing his achingly stiff cock into Kyle's mouth and having the younger boy provide oral stimulation whenever they could steal away for a few moments of privacy. On this occasion, "mom" was off on one of her prolonged "store runs" and seven year old James was laying back on his bed, Kyle's mouth bobbing up and down between his spread legs. Very suddenly, Joey, the three year old, toddled into the room, and, hardly taking notice of the unnatural coupling before him, announced to the boys "I got a poopy in my diaper." The boy was dressed only in a diaper and was clutching a fresh nappy in his little fist. James jumped up from the bed and immediately chastised the toddler, telling him "I told you not to poop when mom's not here. Why can't you wait til she gets home for that?" Kyle watched as James roughly tossed young Joey onto his back, tore open the tabs of the soiled butt wrapper and yanked it open. The strong odor of fresh shit immediately filled the air and James snorted in disgust. Kyle could see an obviously fresh mound of poopy in the bottom of the diaper, thick smears of the kiddy crap filling the inner folds of the boy's chubby bottom. James wiped the upper, unsoiled portion of the diaper across the smeared shit stuck inside the little cheeks several times, but was unable to fully clean away the offensive smears. Wrapping the used diaper into a small package and tossing it aside, his brother's shit streaked bottom still elevated with one of James' hands holding the boy's feet back, the angry seven year old barked at Kyle to "Come here." Kyle joined the two brothers on the floor and looked at James who then said "Clean it." Kyle looked around for some tissues or wipes, and, seeing none, looked back and James and asked "How?" The older boy got an even angrier look on his face as he roughly grabbed Kyle by the back of his neck and pushed the little boy's face down towards Joey's elevated bottom. "Use your mouth and don't stop til it's clean" James barked. Kyle was startled by the force in which his head had been forced down. James was gripping his neck tightly and it hurt tremendously and the small boy began crying. "Clean it" the older boy repeated, and then squeezed tighter on Kyle's neck as he said "or I'm gonna snap your neck like a twig." Afterwards, Kyle felt ill and threw up several times in the bathroom. He had gagged, coughed and sputtered numerous times during the event. Even Joey had started crying during the rough handling, but James would not release Kyle's neck and head until the messy bottom had been licked clean and was ready to be re-diapered. The taste and smells of the toddler's feces remained with Kyle even after he had washed his mouth out repeatedly and he avoided both of the boys for the rest of the day. It wasn't too long afterwards that he was moved to another home. "Lick it" Josh demanded, again startling Kyle from his thoughts. Josh just knew that this was the one thing Kyle was going to balk at and that would give him the perfect opportunity to use some force to humiliate the little kid. He was therefore quite startled when, just as he was getting ready to spin around and whack the smaller kid across the head, he felt Kyle's face leaning down in between his ass cheeks and a wet probe begin lapping at the inner folds. At first Josh was stunned. He couldn't believe the little fucker was actually licking his asshole. But very quickly, his surprise turned to elation as he began experiencing the indescribable pleasures of a tongue licking and slurping away on his butthole. In fact, it felt so good that Josh almost immediately began moaning and thrusting his hips, and his stiff cock, into the bed sheets. The harder Kyle licked, the more forceful Josh's thrusts became, and in just a few short moments, long after the traces of shit were gone, but well before Kyle could get his tongue up inside and provide some real enjoyment, Josh had an orgasm. Fucking the bed through his dry cum as the wet probe lapped away at his backside, Josh was at first amazed, but then a little pissed that things hadn't turned out as he planned. Which explains why, after receiving a first class ass licking that resulted in a mind blowing orgasm, Josh was angry enough to spin around, grab a startled Kyle by the hair, and pull the smaller boy's face to his crotch, inserting his immature stiffness right between Kyle's lips. He then flipped the younger boy onto his back and began roughly face fucking the shocked child, pounding his groin into Kyle's head with such force that the melding of their flesh sounded as if someone was being slapped over and over again. Kyle had been taken by surprise by the bigger kid. He had been handled roughly in some of his past experiences, but had never had someone become so violent so quickly. He had done everything asked of him, yet now his hair hurt from being yanked and his face and nose were being pummeled with Josh's groin. He tried sucking the little stem sliding in and out of his mouth, but Josh's hips were moving so fast, and his grip on Kyle's head was so tight, that all he could think about was trying to remember to breathe. Josh rabbit fucked the little mouth through two more dry orgasms before he stopped his violent thrusts. Although he stopped, his cock was still stiff and lodged inside young Kyle's mouth. Josh kept a tight grip on Kyle's head and although the younger boy was relieved that the incessant pounding of his face had stopped, the position he was in, lodged underneath the older boy, was uncomfortable and it was difficult to breathe. Josh rested for a few moments before he was relaxed enough for his final attempt to humiliate the boy whose face was locked between his legs. And just as Kyle thought the older boy was going to release the tight hold, Josh began peeing. Kyle knew right away what was happening and he knew that it was either swallow or drown, so he began gulping down the several mouthfuls of warm, salty fluid. Thankfully, after that second swallow, Josh was finished, released Kyle's head and left for the living room without as much as a "thank you." End of part 3 More? Part four will follow if there is still interest. Let me know what you think at brycewriter@gmail.com. My other stories include a posting at ASSTR called "Bryce's Unnatural Life" as well as "Bryce and Daniel" on Nifty and a new story, "Charles and I" also here on Nifty.