Date: Sat, 9 Nov 2019 18:07:00 +0000 From: Andrew Passey Subject: The Foster Boy Part 2 (Young Friends) Janet could see I looked concerned, she smiled at me. "Don't worry they don't have any children, they're good people and you'll be well looked after". I wasn't stupid, I'd heard reluctance from her on the phone so I raised that. She looked anxious, "I'm sorry, you should have heard that. There was an incident a couple of years ago, very unfortunate and nothing to do with them. Their two foster boys were abducted and never seen again. It was just a random incident, they were devastated and it's a mark of how keen they are to have you that they're ready to foster again". We got in her car, me with all my belongings in the world (not much) and drove to their house, it was a small semi in a not particularly nice part of south east London but at least it wasn't a care home. Janet took me in and I met them both, Mary was smiling warmly, fairly well dressed with shortish dark hair. She gave me a big hug and said "welcome to the family, call me Mary or Mum, and this is my husband Pete or Dad I'd you prefer". Peter shook my hand, also smiling warmly, he was a tall thin man, wearing trendy looking clothes, I guess he'd just got back from work. They seemed lovely and I felt instantly relaxed. Janet talked us through some of the logistics, "Matt will have to change schools but I've already got him into the local academy so he starts Monday", Mary looked disappointed, "I was under the impression I could home school him..?", "I'm afraid not, certainly not at first, we need to keep an eye on his educational attainment and it's important for him to form bonds with other children his age". Mary nodded and Pete said he had a question, "After all the media storm we had before, we don't have access to the internet or mobile phones, we'd prefer that to be the same for Matt at least at first, will that be a problem?". Janet looked thoughtful, "I can see why you feel that way, I would rather he had a phone and access to a computer for homework but that's something we can work towards. For now it's just important that Matt is in a happy loving household". And then she left and that was it, Pete and Mary were lovely to me. I lay in bed that night thinking I'd really landed on my feet. I tried to block the memory out of what I'd had to do with Chris, the problem was I did like looking at his dick. I liked girls definitely but I did start to wonder if I also liked boys, I was confused. I forced the memory of Chris's dick out my head and wished I had some porn to look at, but with no phone or computer access that wasn't going to happen. Instead I thought about a girl from school and started to wank, but at the last minute she morphed into Chris's hard dick. I cleaned up and felt guilty and weird, it was a raw memory and I hoped it would go soon. I did some fun stuff over the weekend with Mary and Chris, they bought me some nice new clothes and we went to the cinema. Mary was effusive about how attractive I was, "I think my contacts could get you some modelling work, what do you think Pete, should we do a photo shoot?". Pete was a professional photographer, he worked with some famous people apparently, he looked a bit doubtful, "I dunno Mary, I think Matt would be good as a model but having a photo shoot to pitch to magazines and catalogues. can be embarrassing, what sort of boy wants to be photographed in their pants! I mean I know becoming a model would earn Matt money and also help him meet attractive girls but I'm not sure, what do you think Matt?" Inside I was jumping for joy, money! Attractive girls! This would get a Chris totally out of my head." I'd love to do it!" I said. So Sunday afternoon I had a photo shoot with my new clothes. first off in a range of clothes. Pete was great, getting me to do the right poses. "Ok we haven't got any swimwear so you'll have to do one in your pants" he said. I blushed but pulled my trousers down and stood their in briefs. Pete laughed, "that's not going to work Matt, I can see your bulge, why don't you wear boxers like other boys". I blushed and said I was wearing hand me downs. "Ridiculous, we bought you new boxers didn't we?" He rummaged around in the bag and threw me a pair, "but these on, I can't be sending photos to modelling agencies with your dick bulging out, this will hide them, lucky boy though, a bulge like that at 13!" He said with a grin. I blushed and turned my back and got changed, I heard the camera clicking, was he taking photos of me?! But when I spun round in my pants he was taking photos of some of the clothes we bought, "I reckon we can try and get you work with the shops we bought these clothes from" he said grinning. He fired off photos of me in my pants, mostly with me turning round so they weren't too saucy. When we were finished, he showed me some photos, I looked good! Cute, sexy, definitely model material, for the first time in a while I started to feel good about myself again. We had a lovely dinner out that evening and I felt happy with Mary and Pete, I was nervous about school starting the next day but the way they were with me it seemed that things were looking up. I wanked off that night, thinking of all the sexy girls I might meet when modelling, and this time there was no morphing into Chris at the last minute!