Date: Fri, 7 Sep 2012 00:49:37 -0400 (EDT)
From: ErastesTouch@aol.com
Subject: A Throw Away Kid, chapter 25

Throw Away Kid - by Erastes
Copyright 2012 by Erastes
Chapter 25 -- Everything Comes Together.

Once we dropped the other boys off at their houses following Bryce's
birthday party, I took the other three to the mall, so we could do some
shopping.  I knew I had to bulk up Cam and Steve's somewhat pathetic
wardrobes, because I would be taking them down to enroll them in
school the following day, when I took Bryce in.  Therefore, I had to
make sure they had what they needed in order for them to be ready to
attend classes.

Both boys reacted much the same way that Bryce had, when I first took
him to select some new duds, and they were extremely hesitant about
letting me buy anything for them.  I thought most boys would try to
take advantage of someone willing to spend money on them, but this
pair tried to watch how much I paid for their wardrobes.  They even
told me they would be just as happy with the cheaper items.

As I had done with Bryce, I explained that if they were going to live with
me they'd need to help me keep up appearances, because I had an image
to uphold.  I told them people were often less likely to do business with
someone whose family was dressed in discount store clothing, because it
would appear as if that person wasn't very successful at what he did.
Therefore, I insisted they get the better merchandise to maintain that
image, so they reluctantly gave in.  By the time we had finished, they
each had clothes for school and special occasions, but they also had
clothing for play and casual use.  I also bought them footwear to go
along with those items.

When we got home, both boys thanked and hugged me, but they also
gave me a kiss, and then we went into the family room and got
comfortable, so we could watch a little television together.  Before long,
I had Steve sitting tightly against me on one side and Cam doing the
same on the other side, with Bryce sitting on the other side of him.  Even
though I knew Bryce loved both of these boys, as well as me, I could see
he was becoming a little jealous that he had been relegated to a spot that
wasn't right beside me.  Since I didn't want there to be a festering
problems over this, I coaxed Bryce into sitting on my lap, so he wouldn't
feel left out or outdone by the other pair.

When I did that, it appeared as if Cam and Steve suddenly realized why
I'd asked Bryce to sit on my lap, so they began apologizing to him for
taking over his place beside me, but that only made matters worse.
When they did that, Bryce began to eel badly about having been jealous
of them and for acting so childish.  It wasn't long after that before the
boys were all apologizing to each other, which was actually kind of
humorous, but I knew it was only because no one wanted to hurt the
other's feelings.

I knew things might not always go this smoothly, but for now Cam and
Steve were more than willing to bow to Bryce's position of having been
the first one to come live with me.  Therefore, they were willing to grant
him the position of lead dog, even though he was actually the youngest,
but it was obvious they both cared deeply for him and didn't want there
to be problems.  Bryce also came to his own realization, and it was that
he needed them in his life, as well as me, so he began to make some
adjustments of his own, so we would all be happy together.

After we finished watching television together, I took the boys upstairs
and let them choose which bedroom they wanted.  Bryce immediately
offered to take the smallest of the three bedrooms, instead of the one I'd
put him in when he first arrived, which was directly across the hall from
my room.  When the other pair began to object about him doing this, he
announced that he spent most of his time in with me anyway and he
planned to continue doing that, so he wouldn't be using the bedroom
much.  Therefore, he would rather see one of them have the larger
room, rather than leaving it unused most of the time.

The other two got a chuckle out of hearing him admit this, since they
knew it was Bryce's attempt to mark his territory and his way of letting
them know that I was his, but it was also his way of saying that he still
cared about them.  If he didn't, then he wouldn't have given up that
room and would have let one of them get stuck with the smallest
bedroom instead.  I think by doing this he proved that he wanted them
to be equal members of this family, even though he was also telling them
that he had long term plans for me.

Cam and Steve were also very good about humoring his request about
the room and once again bowed to his seniority in the household.  After
that had been settled, Steve got the next choice of rooms, since he was
the oldest of the other pair, and he chose the room that had once been
my office.  It was basically a square, although quite a large one, where
the other room was rectangular, since it was slightly longer than wide,
but it also looked out over the front of the house and Steve liked the idea
of being able to see who was coming and going.

This left Cam with the room Bryce had before, but he seemed fine with
that.  Over the next half hour or so, the two of them got settled in and
began to put their things away.  I felt bad that Steve's room was still
cluttered with my computer and the other things that I'd moved them
when I turned it into my office, but he said he had no problem with it
and could live like that until my new office was completed.

Once the boys finished unpacking and getting their rooms arranged,
they asked me to play basketball with them next, so I did.  They pitted
Bryce and me against the two of them, because they felt those would be
the fairest teams.  I think they might have also figured that Bryce
probably wouldn't handle it well if he wasn't on my team, but no matter
what the reason was that led to this decision, it worked out for the best.
In my heart I agreed with their observation and what they were doing,
so we began our game.

Man, I marvel at how much energy teens have, and seeing these three
were now 13, 14, and 15 and in their physical prime, I soon became
winded and couldn't deal with the physical exertion any longer.  Seeing
how I was faring, the boys slowed the game down a bit and took it easy
on me, so I could continue to play with them for a little longer.  We
played for another half hour after that and I think they enjoyed it
nearly as much as I did.

Once we completed our game, the boys wanted to take a swim next, but
this time they wanted me to join them.  I hadn't done anything like this
with Cam and Steve before, so after discussing it with them for a few
minutes, I finally agreed to their request.  We all went inside and began
to strip down to get in the pool, but I was suddenly a bit apprehensive.
This was going to be the first time either Cam or Steve had ever seen me
naked, so I was a little self conscious about being around them for this
reason.  Since I knew about their past and all of the men and boys they
had seen naked, I was worried what they might think about how I was
hung.  I was also worried that doing this might also make them feel that
being naked around me meant they would also have to do certain things
in return for living here, like having sex with me, and I certainly didn't
want them to feel that way.  So far they hadn't seemed to move in this
direction and I preferred to keep it that way.

Once I was naked, no one made any adverse comments about my body,
but I did get a sly smile from each of them, which I interpreted to mean
that they approved.  Once we were in the pool, the four of us began to
horse around and the boys suddenly began trying to dunk me below the
surface, but with varying degrees of success.  Sometimes they would be
able to force me under the surface, but other times I would be able to
grab their arms when they snuck up behind me and tried to support
their body weight on my shoulders, so they could use that leverage to
force my body downward.  Sometimes I would be able to flip them over
my shoulder or manage to dunk them instead, but this didn't always
work out quite the way I'd intended.

There were more than a couple of instances where I found myself
wrestling with them for a few minutes instead, and when I went to grab
them about the chest or waist so I could throw them off or pull them
under with me, they would struggle to get free and frantically try to
push my arms away.  Sometimes when this happened, they would push
my arms downward as they attempted to break my hold, so my hands
or arms would wind up being accidentally placed around their genitals,
so I'd quickly try to reposition my grasp.

There were also a few other occasions where the reverse would happen.
Sometimes after I was able to flip them over my shoulder, the boys
would accidentally come into contact with my junk as well, while they
were fighting to keep from sinking deeper or as they attempted to
return to the surface.  Most of the time these incidents were all pretty
innocent and harmless, but that soon changed.

After a while, I realized that both boys were beginning to do some of
these things intentionally and even began grinding their dicks into me
when they tried to grab or dunk me.  I ignored it at first, thinking they
would get over this after doing it a few times, until Cam boldly reached
out and grasped my family jewels.  Even though he did this in a playful
manner, I immediately got out of the pool, because I wasn't sure how I
should handle the situation.  Cam quickly panicked when this happened
and followed me out of the water, while apologizing profusely if he had
hurt me when he grabbed my genitals.

"Cam, you didn't hurt me, so don't worry about that," I told him.

"Then what's the matter?" he wanted to know.  "Did it bother you that
I touched you there?"

"I guess maybe it did," I admitted.  "I'm still a little leery about either
touching or being touched by someone your age, because it could create
major problems."

I wasn't sure if I was going to need to explain this further, so I tried to
think what I was going to say next.  I needn't have worried though,
because he didn't give me a chance to say anything more.

"But Bryce said you and him are lovers and do all kind of things with
each other, so I didn't think you'd get upset if I did something like that
while joking around," he confessed.  "I'm sorry if I was wrong."

"Cam, I'm not sure what Bryce told you, and yes, I have done things
with him," I admitted.  "It's just that I didn't want you or Steve to feel
that you had to do those things with me too, just because I let you come
here to live."

"We don't feel we have to do anything like that and I was just playing
around," he replied.  "I didn't mean to make you mad, but I didn't
think you would mind if I got a little playful with you."

"I'm not mad, but I just wasn't sure how to handle what happened," I
explained.  "I invited you boys to live here with us so I could give you a
fresh start and allow you to be able to enjoy your youth again.  That
means I didn't want you to have to worry about being sexual objects for
adults, including me.  I guess what bothered me the most was that I
started to get aroused when you grabbed me like that."

"You did?" he asked, surprised.  "You pulled away so quickly that I
didn't have a chance to notice."

"Well, that doesn't matter now, but it's just that you boys weren't
brought here to take care of my sexual needs or be my sex slaves," I
responded.

"We know that, but Steve and I enjoy messing around with older guys
once in a while too," he admitted.  "We've talked about this and we both
really like you too, but we don't intend to mess up what you and Bryce
have going on either.   We still wouldn't mind enjoying some action with
you once in a while though, as long as you and Bryce can both handle it.
Bryce did tell us he wouldn't mind us doing that once in a while, as long
as we understood you were his."

Cam laughed after telling me that.

"Damn, I'm not sure if this is such a good idea, Cam," I confessed.  "I'm
trying to protect you boys, not take advantage of you, and now I'm
beginning to question what Bryce and I are doing too."

"Why?  Are you taking advantage of Bryce?" he asked.

"No, and I would never do that," I assured him.

"And you won't be taking advantage of us either," he stated.  "If Steve
or I do anything with you, it will be because we want to, not because we
feel we have to.  We understand what you're trying to do for us and we
really appreciate it, but remember, we're not normal boys.  We've had
sex before and lots of it, with men and other boys, so anything we do
with you will be because we want to do it and because we enjoy what
we're doing.  You don't have to feel bad or guilty about anything we do
with you, but just don't tell us we can't do those things with you at all.
Please let us make that choice for ourselves."

"You do have a point and it's basically what I've done with Bryce too,"
I conceded, "but I'll probably have to talk things over with him first,
because I don't want to hurt him either."

"No, you don't have to talk this over with me, Uncle Kyle," came a voice
from behind.

I turned to find Bryce and Steve right behind us and they had obviously
overheard what had just transpired between Cam and myself.

"I love you, but I love both of these guys too," he told me.  "You showed
me that you can love me and still let me do things with other boys, so I
guess I can I can be grown-up enough to let you have some fun with
Cam and Steve too.  Steve and I talked this over while you and Cam
were talking, and I told him I wouldn't mind if they did stuff like that
with you.  I also think we can all have fun with each other, don't you?"

"Well, I guess I'm becoming more open to the idea all the time," I
confessed.

"Then how about we go up to your room and have some fun right now,"
Steve suggested.

"All of us?" I shot back.

"Sure, why not?  I think the three of us could show you some new
tricks," Steve added.  "Remember, we're not first timers at this."

"Yes, I know that, but I still have trouble accepting the fact, especially
seeing how young you boys are," I admitted.  "I can understand it
mentally, but then when I see you, I just see three teenagers, so I still
have a little trouble acknowledging the truth in what you say."

"Hey, don't feel bad about what we've been through, because not all of
it was bad," Steve added.  "We've learned lots of things and we've
enjoyed a lot of what happened to us, even though there were other
things that weren't so great.  What is great is that you've taken us in to
live with you, so now we can do what we enjoy with people we really
care about and we can forget about all of those other things that weren't
so great.  So, can we go upstairs now and have some fun?"

Man, how can a kid so young think so clearly and be so persuasive?  I'm
not sure if I was that smart at his age, but then again, I was kind of
sheltered.  By now, however, all three boys were begging me to join
them and trying to make sure I didn't say no, so I just nodded my head
and they began to drag me into the house and up the stairs.  When we
got to my room, I had something to tell them before we began.

"Guys, condoms will have to be used, whether you're having sex with
me or each other," I announced, "at least until we can get you to the
doctor and have you tested.  Bryce has already gone through that
process, but since you've all had sex with others, I just want to make
sure that you're healthy first, before I allow you to do anything without
using protection."

The boys quickly agreed and then they made me lie on the bed, as the
three of them placed themselves around me.  Once they were in place,
they began to do things to me at the same time, which put my body on
complete overload.  Steve started kissing me with a very passionate,
open-mouth kiss and he let his tongue dart around my mouth.  I
returned the favor and allowed my tongue to do a very erotic dance
with his, before I began to suck on his oral muscle, as if it was his penis,
and slid it in and out between my lips.

While Steve and I were engaged in this pastime, Cam and Bryce were
working on my chest and nipples, with each one licking, sucking and
nibbling on one of those tiny nubs as if I were their nursemaid.  I could
also feel hands roaming elsewhere on my body and someone was
stroking my manhood, although I couldn't be sure which one was doing
this.

I was squirming and moaning like a whore in heat and my body was
tingling like it had never tingled before.  I felt as if I was on fire, while
also being jolted intermittently with tiny electrical shocks in several
different areas at the same time, because these boys really knew how to
get a guy worked up.  About that time, Steve stopped kissing me and
straddled my chest, so he could place his beautiful cut cock right in
front of me.  Of course, this made the other two stop working on my
nipples, because Steve's butt was now in the way, but I still felt someone
playing with my penis, as I began to lick up the sides of Steve's pulsing
member.

I began to nibble on his spongy head and slid my tongue along his piss
slit, and then I eventually let my mouth slip over his turgid member and
slide down the shaft.  While I was doing this, I realized someone had
slipped a condom over my dick and greased it up, and now one of them
was lowering himself onto it.  I let Steve's rod fall from my mouth
momentarily, so I could stretch out and look around his waist to see who
was doing that.  When I leaned over far enough to see what was going
on, I discovered it was Cam who was now impaling himself on my mast.
As he began to lift himself up and down on my blood-engorged member,
I went back to sucking on Steve and enjoying his fine piece of boy flesh,
while I felt my juices begin the slow boil in my loins.

I wasn't sure what Bryce was doing at this point, while the other two
were giving themselves to me, but I knew that I'd make it up to him
later, once I was finished with this pair.  As I was bobbing back and
forth on Steve's erection, I began playing with his testicles and rolled
them about in his sac while also tugging at them every now and then, to
keep him from spraying his load too soon.  Steve was apparently
enjoying this, because his hips began to buck back and forth, to aid my
effort, so now he was starting to take over supplying the momentum
needed to get him off.

While Steve was working closer to feeding me his load, Cam was riding
me like a pro and tensing his rectal muscles at all the right times.  He
was slowly revving my engine up, like a racecar driver coaxing the
needle on his tachometer toward the red line.  Out of the corner of my
eye, I looked in the mirror on my dresser and saw Bryce kissing Cam, as
Cam rode me, so I was relieved to know that he wasn't being left out of
this activity entirely.  Cam was really working me now and I knew he
was angling the action so my penis would brush against his love button,
because I could hear him moan and sigh each time I felt it brush against
that leathery knob.  It was becoming very clear to me that Cam was
really having a good time.

About the same time, I began to realize that Steve was enjoying himself
too and was nearly ready to shoot his load.  I could tell this because he
was beginning to grunt and take shorter breaths, but his rhythm had
picked up noticeably as well.  He was now really assaulting my face and
seeking his release, and then his firm pole glided effortlessly past my
lips one final time and remained in my throat.  I could feel it swell in my
mouth and could sense his testicles pulling up toward his body, as I held
them in my hand.

At that moment, the first volley of his teen cream slammed into the back
of my throat and I swallowed it down.  Just as soon as this happened, he
fired off his second and third blasts, and then I pulled back on his rod
slightly, so I could catch his remaining shots on my tongue.  Once he
had emptied his balls into my gullet, he began to collapse on top of me,
so I guided him onto the bed beside me instead.  He was still panting
and breathing in very shallow breaths, as he continued to react to his
recent orgasmic release, so I let him enjoy his afterglow, as I focused on
what Cam was doing to me.

He too had picked up his pace at this point and I could feel my juices
flowing and beginning to rise up my shaft.  My own hips were beginning
to bounce up and down on the mattress, in order to match Cam's
movements, and we had a good rhythm going now.  I could tell that
Cam was enjoying this nearly as much as I was and he had pushed
Bryce away, so he could concentrate on what he was doing to me.  Bryce
now moved back to my chest, where he began to suck on one of my
nipples again, but then he moved up to my mouth, and we began to kiss.
I felt his tongue tracing the outline of my lips, but I was too far-gone to
focus on what he was doing, but I did open my mouth, so he could have
complete access.

It was about this time when I reached that point of no return, knowing I
was about to paint the condom with my cum, so I drove my penis up
into Cam, as far as it would go, and let loose with the first blasts of my
hot seed.  Cam moaned and then made a weak cry when this happened,
and then he began to bounce even faster on my erupting cannon, trying
to not only suck out the remaining juices, but to bring himself off as
well.  After a few more bounces with my cock striking his prostate, Cam
began to pant and swoon, as he arched his back and spewed his load all
over my chest and belly.  When the last of his juices had pulsed from his
dick, he collapsed on my chest, which forced Bryce to move out of the
way.  About this same time, my penis was beginning to wilt and slowly
pull free of Cam's love tunnel, as we both tried to regain our senses
after that marvelous climax.

I wasn't sure where Bryce went to at this point, until I felt him lifting
my legs, so he could position himself to enter me next.  I pulled Cam
higher up on my body and began to kiss him, so he wouldn't interfere
with Bryce seeking his own pleasure, as he slid his penis into me.  He
immediately began to frantically thrusting in and out, like a man in a
hurry to get wealthy while digging for diamonds or gold.

This caused me to surmise that having watched the others having their
fun must have made him very horny and caused him to need to get off
quickly.  I could feel him begin to pump into me even faster than before,
so it didn't take him long to reach the edge of the cliff, so to speak, and
spill his treasure into the cavern below.  As I felt his love coating my
bowels, he gurgled and sighed until the last of his seed had been emptied
into me.  Then, I urged him to crawl up next to me and lie by my left
side, so there I was with Bryce on my left, Cam on top of me and Steve
off to my right.  How lucky could one man get?

Once the boys returned to their senses, they thanked me for that love
making session and I responded that it was I who should be thanking all
of them.  After that, they all wanted to know if they could sleep with me
tonight, since we'd all fit in my king-size bed, so I told them they could,
as long as this didn't become a habit.  They giggled at my comment and
said they weren't sure they could keep that promise, but they would try
to give me some time alone.

We did have to get up and shower first, especially Cam and me, but
each of the boys wanted me to wash them too.  I wasn't sure if I should
be honored or feel like their manservant, but I did as they requested.
When we came back out after we were done, Bryce got back in bed on
my left side and Cam and Steve were on my right, with Cam being the
closest to me.  Once we were all comfortable, I said good night to them,
before they decided that they all had to give me a very passionate good
night kiss, and then we cuddled together to sleep.

The next morning, I woke up really early and discovered Bryce was still
cuddled up against me, and when I looked in the other direction, I saw
that Steve was awake too.  When he saw that I was up as well, he tried
to lean over Cam, so I thought he wanted to speak to me.   Instead, he
kissed me on the cheek and then tried to hug me.  It wasn't easy for him
to do this in the positions we were in, so I sat up and he quickly got on
his knees.  This made it a little easier for him to lean over Cam so we
could hug, but he wanted to say something to me as well.

"I just want to thank you again for letting Cam and me come to live
with you," he stated.  "We were both really happy to get out of that
place."

"Hey, I'm glad I could do it, but it wasn't that big of a deal," I told him.

"It was to Cam and me, because we'd still be in that awful place if you
hadn't agreed to let us come here," he responded.  "I couldn't believe it
when the lawyer told us he had a place for us to go."

"Well, luckily we were able to get DSS to agree to it," I stated.

"Yeah, the lawyer told us what you did to them too," he said, with a
wink and a grin.  "I thought that was pretty funny.  You had them by
the balls and they knew it."

"Well, they did mess up where you boys were concerned," I replied.  "I
just wasn't about to let them get away with it."

"And when the lawyer told us Bryce was here too, then that was just too
much," Steve added.

"Well, I thought you boys deserved to be together again," I explained.
"After all, you did take care of one another and tried to protect each
other the best you could."

"Yeah, but we didn't do a very good a job of that, did we?" he offered,
to show he was unhappy about how things had worked out.

"You did as well as you could, and to tell you the truth, I'm surprised
you lasted as long as you did," I confessed.  "You boys are all pretty
amazing, at least as far as I'm concerned."

"You are too," he countered.  "Not everyone would have agreed to let us
come live with them like this, especially knowing about our past."

"Well, Bryce and I hit it off, and I knew how much you two meant to
him, so it was the least I could do for all of you," I offered.

"But you had never even met us and you didn't know much about us,
just what Bryce had told you," Steve observed.  "So I kinda found it
hard to understand why you'd agree to let us come here to live?  I mean,
we do have police records and we did sell ourselves to different men, so
I don't think many other people would have taken us in, knowing all of
that stuff about us."

"You boys only did what you had to do to survive and I'd never hold
that against you or fault you for it," I assured him.  "You'll never hear
me mention any of that or force you to do any of those things in the
future."

"We appreciate that you aren't going to make us do those things with
other guys," Steve acknowledged, "but we do want to do them with
you."

He smirked at me after saying this, but then I heard another voice.

"We sure do, so don't ever try to stop us," Cam offered.

"I thought you were asleep," I stated, looking down at him and
wondering how long he'd been awake and listening.

"Steve kind of kneed me when he went to hug you and that's what woke
me up," he admitted.

"So why didn't you let us know you were awake," I pressed.

"I didn't want to interfere and thought I'd just see what you guys were
talking about," he answered, before I heard another voice added to the
mix.

"Me too," Bryce agreed.

"And how long have you been awake?" I asked, playfully.

"You woke me up when you sat up," he confessed.  "I just wanted to see
where you were going."

"But why didn't you let on that you were awake?" I pressed.

"I didn't want to stop you and Steve from talking," he confirmed, and I
thought that was honest enough.

Since everyone was awake, I suggested we head downstairs, so I could
fix them something to eat.  Over breakfast, I began a conversation with
the boys about what had happened the previous evening, because I
wanted to make sure that they were all still ok with it.  They each
assured me that they were and they also told me that they had enjoyed it
as much as any sexual experience they'd ever had.  They said it had
been more enjoyable than any of the other times because it was done
purely out of love and gratitude by all parties, and it didn't have
anything to do with money or survival.

Hearing them say this made me feel good in a way, although I still
wasn't certain that this activity should ever be repeated.  The boys,
however, kept reassuring me that they enjoyed what had happened and
were looking forward to doing more things like that in the future.  I
couldn't deny that I'd had those same thoughts myself, so maybe I was
just over-thinking this.  After all, everyone was obviously fine with what
we'd done and we all seemed to enjoy it, so what was the harm?

My biggest concern was that I would merely end up becoming a
replacement for their former foster father and wind up forcing them to
do things solely for my benefit.  I wasn't pimping out their services to
make a living for myself, like Big John had, and I wasn't making any
money off what the boys were doing, but I still didn't want them to
think they had to please me sexually to continue living here.

After mulling this over a little longer, I came to the realization that they
were the ones that had initiated this encounter in the first place and
each of them seemed to really enjoy what had happened.  Considering
those additional facts, I finally concluded there was a huge difference in
what we were doing and what they had done when they lived with Big
John.  I was trying to do my best to make certain I didn't harm them, as
Big John had done, because I wasn't sure I could live with myself if I
thought I was hurting them in any way.

After we finished breakfast and the boys had showered and dressed, I
took them all to school, armed with the legal papers showing that I was
their legal guardian.  I also had the school records that our attorney had
retrieved on both of them, so they could be placed in the correct grade
and wouldn't be repeating any subjects they had already passed.  After
Bryce took off to attend his classes, I enrolled the other two and sent
them on their way.  Then, I took off to go to work for a while and
attempted to get back into my normal routine.

Shortly after I walked into the office, my office manager commented
about my other 'nephews' and wanted to know why I was suddenly
being thrust into the role of parent, especially with the difficult job of
raising three teenage boys.  I merely explained that our family was
going through some very rough times right now, which seemed to be
affecting the children more than the adults, so I was trying to help out.
I also added that seeing I had always gotten along so well with my
nephews, the boys were the ones who had first suggested that maybe
they could come live with me until things settled down at home.

Once the boys brought it up, their parents contacted me.  They knew
that I had enough money to support all three boys and a house large
enough to accommodate them, plus I'd already established a connection
with their sons and the boys had been the ones to suggest this.  After we
talked it over, their parents finally agreed that it might be best for their
sons to get away from the problems for a while, so for the time being, I
would have three teenagers to take care of and look out for.  She
accepted my explanation, although not before questioning what kind of
problems their parents could possibly have that would cause them to
send their sons away.  I merely responded that it was a combination of
different situations, which included health, marital and monetary
difficulties, and she seemed to reluctantly accept that answer and let the
topic drop.

Over the next few weeks, the boys and I became even closer, although
things weren't entirely perfect.  I would occasionally have to chastise
one or more of them for not doing their chores or prod them into getting
their homework done, but these were only minor difficulties and there
were no major problems during this adjustment period.  I think that
most of these things were done just to test me and see how far they
could push the rules.  I also believe they wanted to see how firm I would
be with them, as well as using my responses as a gauge to see if I
actually cared about them or if I was just saying that.  I knew this
wasn't about not wanting to do their chores or homework, because they
were used to doing those things, even at Big John's, and I'd heard they
were all decent students.  It seemed they were only using these situations
as a ploy to learn more about me.

Once they discovered I wasn't about to let certain things slide, that I
was concerned about them doing well and I cared deeply about them as
individuals, their behavior improved.  I think they were pleased that
although I always forced the issue about them doing their chores or
homework, I never did it out of anger, but only out of concern.  Slowly,
they began to accept the fact that I really did care about them and we
were now, indeed, a family.

Even Bryce had been caught up in some of those situations and tested
me too, since he was also beginning to question whether he meant as
much to me now, as he did before the others arrived.  After discovering
that I treated each of them the same way and no one was shown any
favoritism, he finally accepted that nothing had change between us.  As
soon as he came to the conclusion that I loved them all as my sons, he
also gave up on trying to test my devotion to him.

Once that was behind us, Bryce and I sat down with Cam and Steve one
evening, to see what we could discover about their time in the juvenile
facility.  At first they didn't want to talk about this, but eventually I
convinced them it would do them good to get this out in the open.  Over
the next hour, they began to tell us about their time at that place.

"I was scared shitless when I first got sent there," Steve told me.  "There
were some really tough dudes in that place and most of them could have
easily beat the crap out of me.  I don't know if I was lucky or not, but
the toughest of those creeps thought I was cute, so he made me his bitch
and protected me while I was there."

"So you had to do sex stuff with him?" Bryce asked.

"Yeah, he made me suck him off and he would fuck me too," Steve
admitted, "but it was either that or take my chances on my own.  I made
it seem like I hated it, but it actually wasn't that bad."

"Was he at least good looking or nice?" Bryce asked, naively.

"No one is exactly nice in that place, not even the guards," Steve
admitted.  "He wasn't the greatest looking guy either and he certainly
wasn't the best lover I'd ever had.  Everything with him was fast and
hard, but I'd done things with worse creeps at the farm, so I was able to
handle whatever he dished out."

"So did you really hate doing it with him or did you only make him
think that?" Bryce followed.

"Since he was kind of gross, I tried to avoid doing anything with him at
first, but he kind of forced me, " Steve offered.  " I guess it was a good
thing I gave in though, because otherwise he'd have beat the shit out of
me and then did it anyway, but this way he ended up protecting me.  It
just worked out that it was good that I tried to fight him off first."

"Why was that good?" Bryce asked.

"Actually, it turned out the it was good thing, because after I'd been
there a little while, I discovered that the gay guys ended up getting
fucked by everyone in there," Steve confirmed.  "The guys with the
muscles would pass those guys around to all of their friends like a joint,
with everyone getting a chance to try it."

"So you were ok after that?" Bryce asked next.

"Pretty much," Steve confirmed.  "It wasn't the greatest place to be and
the guards were real bastards to us, but if you didn't mind having to be
locked up most of the time, taking group showers in front of the guards,
having urinals that were just troughs, commodes that didn't have stalls
and were out in the open, and eating real shitty food, then it wasn't so
bad."

"What about you, Cam," I asked next.

"I was totally frightened too, but I knew they were taking me to the
same place that they had taken Steve, so I was also kinda hopeful that
we'd be together again," he confessed.

"So did you run into Steve as soon as you got there?" Bryce wanted to
know.

"No, I was taken there late at night, so they kept me by myself until the
next morning," Cam answered.  "When they put me in with the others, I
looked for Steve but didn't see him, and then these other guys came
over and started to give me shit.  They were telling me how they were
going to fuck the shit out of me, when this other dude came over and
made them back down,"

"And that's when you saw Steve?" Bryce pressed.

"Not yet," Cam replied.  "The guy protecting him was the one that came
over and stopped those other guys, so when I followed him away from
there, that's when I saw Steve."

"So then you guys got to talk?" Bryce asked next.

"When Steve told the guy he knew me, then he let us talk for a little
while and that's when Steve told me to do whatever they wanted, but to
make it seem like I hated doing it," Cam answered.  "I'm glad he did
that or I might have been one of those guys that got passed around like
a piece of raw meat."

"I'm glad that didn't happen," Bryce responded, "but does that mean
you had to do stuff with the same guy Steve did it with?"

"No, that guy saved me from the others, but then I he gave me to one of
his buddies who thought I was cute and I became his bitch<" Cam told
us.  "That meant I had to do stuff with him for the rest of the time I was
there, if I wanted them to continue to protect me from the others, but it
also let me be around Steve some of the time."

"So was it really bad for you?" Bryce continued.

"It wasn't so bad, especially after being at the farm, because I only had
to do things with that one guy," Cam confessed, "but it wasn't as great
as being here.  I just did what I had to do until we got out of there."

"I'm glad you were able to help each other out and got to be together
some of the time," Bryce commiserated.  "I'm also glad you had
someone that could protect you from even worse things and that you
eventually got to come here to live with us."

Both boys merely nodded their heads in response, so we didn't push
them to give us any more information.

Later that week, the doctor's office called and asked me to bring Cam
and Steve in, because their test results were back.  To my surprise, we
were told that both boys were given a clean bill of health, just like
Bryce.  I guess I had figured that at least one of them would have picked
up something from the farm or the juvenile facility, but fortunately that
wasn't the case.

On the way home from there, that duo asked me if we could stop using
the condoms now, so I agreed that we could.  This request also made me
wonder which was most important to them -- that they hadn't picked up
any diseases or that they could get away from using protection now.


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