Date: Mon, 30 Jul 2012 02:33:35 -0400 (EDT)
From: ErastesTouch@aol.com
Subject: A Throw Away Kid, chapter 6

Throw Away Kid - by Erastes
Copyright 2012 by Erastes
Chapter 6 – Lurking In the Shadows.

Things stayed about the same at the foster home over the next few
weeks, with Bryce staying in that small room and doing his best to keep
out of trouble.  He continued doing almost all of the chores, watched
how much he ate and was treated like an outsider by his foster father,
but he didn't complain.  He liked the other members of the family and
tried to concentrate on that fact instead.  Johnny, Tommy and he
continued to do things both to and with each other, which included both
sexual and non-sexual activities.  These experiences also helped him
cope with the less enjoyable aspects of his life there.  Even though the
problems with his foster father continued, Bryce never totally gave up
hope that things would improve, nor did he withdraw completely, as he
might have in the past.  Instead, he clung to that small oasis of love and
support offered to him by his foster mother and foster brothers.

He did, however, partially withdraw from the family and spent as much
time as he could in his room, primarily whenever his foster father was
around.  He had fixed up that tiny cubicle fairly well and had even hung
what clothes he could on hangers at one end of the room, and then he
folded and organized the rest of his belongings and put them on the
shelf above that, so they were out of the way.  The only problem he still
had to deal with was that, no matter how much he did to please his
foster father, so he could keep him off his back, the man just kept
finding fault with him and gave him more and more things to do.  Bryce
knew that he wasn't just imagining this either, because one day his
foster mother came to talk to him about it, while her husband was still
at work.

"Bryce, honey, I'm really sorry about the way my husband is treating
you," she began, "but I really thought he'd get over this by now.  I'm
not sure why it is still bothering him, because you've done everything
he's asked and you've proven that you are no threat to any of us, but he
still seems determined to keep this up.  I hate to see you have to go
through this, so I'll leave it up to you.  Would you like me to have DSS
find you another place to live?"

Bryce was shocked that she had been so blunt about what was on her
mind and that she had suggested that he might want to go somewhere
else.  Now, he had to convince her that it wasn't what he wanted, even
though she thought she was making this suggestion on his behalf.

"No, I can take it.  Really I can," Bryce insisted.  "I don't want to leave
you, Tommy and Johnny.  Please don't make me go away.  I'll do more
work, anything, just don't make me go someplace else."

"But, honey, why would you want to stay here when my husband acts
more childish than you do?" she asked.  "Wouldn't you like to go
somewhere that people would treat you better."

"Going someplace else doesn't mean that I'll get treated any better,"
Bryce responded.

"What do you mean by that?" she wanted to know.

"Well, I've been in other foster homes and some are much worse than
being here," Bryce explained.  "Even the ones that are ok aren't that
much better and none of them are perfect.  I like you and the boys and I
don't want to leave you.  Please, don't make me go."

"Honey, I won't make you go if you don't want to," she confirmed.  "I
just thought you'd be happier somewhere else, someplace where you
aren't viewed as an intruder or treated like Cinderella."

"You're always the outsider when you're a foster kid, no matter where
you go," Brice explained.  "You get used to that after a while, but you
don't always find people you like there.  I like you and the boys and I
want to stay here with you.  If I went to a new foster home, it doesn't
mean that it would be any better and it might even be worse.  Please,
can't I stay?  I'll be good and I'll even do more work.  I'll do anything
you want, but please don't make me leave.  Please, don't send me
away."

"Bryce, calm down.  I won't make you leave, if you don't want to go,"
she repeated.  "I only suggested it because I thought it would be better
for you.  If you don't mind living this way, then I don't want you to
leave, and the boys don't either.  We all like you and want you to stay
here, but it's just that we don't like the way my husband is treating you.
Since I know I won't be able to change his mind or behavior, I thought
the only option left was to find you someplace better to live."

"Nah, I'm fine.  Really, I am," Bryce admitted.

"Then I won't say another word about it and you don't have to worry
your little head about leaving," she assured him.  "If you want to stay,
knowing what it's like, then you can, at least as far as I'm concerned.
I'll even see what I can do to try to get my husband to lighten up a bit
and be less critical of you."

"That's ok, you don't have to do that," Bryce stated.  "I'm just afraid
that if you do that, then he'll blame it on me too and get even madder.
I'm fine and you don't have to do anything."

His foster mother understood his concerns and agreed not to pursue this
further.  Bryce was relieved, once that discussion was over, and he felt
as if he had just dodged a bullet or something.  No matter how bad his
foster father was, his time with Johnny and Tommy more than made up
for it.  He didn't want to lose that, not now, not ever!

It was during this time that Bryce was beginning to realize not only who
he was, but also what he was.  He was beginning to admit that he was
gay and that he was attracted to boys, not girls.  He always kind of
suspected it, because he never got excited like other boys did when they
saw pictures of naked girls and women.  He didn't see anything worth
getting excited over when he looked at the female body and thought
there was merely another slit, which wasn't all that exciting.  The older
girls did have breasts, and those were kind of interesting, but they really
didn't do very much for him.

Nothing really excited him sexually when he saw a naked female, but he
sure did get aroused when he saw another penis.  Just looking at
another one made him get hard and all excited, and now that he had
discovered other things he could do with them, he just knew that's all he
ever wanted or needed.  Currently, he had two others who seemed to
think the same way and he didn't want to lose them just because of how
their father treated him.  He didn't know if he'd be able to find other
boys who were willing to do the same types of things and he really
enjoyed what they'd been doing and didn't want to risk losing it.

Bryce continued to do most of the chores around the house, often
without being told or reminded to do so. After a few weeks of doing this,
his foster father quit his grumbling and discontinued any overt negative
behavior toward him.  Instead, he merely treated Bryce with utter
indifference.  As long as he didn't perceive Bryce as a threat to his two
sons, he was willing to leave Bryce alone and didn't give him any more
flak.

Bryce picked up on this fact over time and noted the change in his foster
father's attitude.  This gave him a little more confidence, so sometimes
he even went back and had seconds at meals, but only after everyone
else had finished, of course.  His foster mother smiled at him the first
time she saw him do this, to let him know that it was all right with her
and that she approved of how he had done it.  His foster father didn't
really pay attention or notice that Bryce had helped himself to more
food, since he didn't watch or care as much after he and his boys had
their fill.  This actually helped Bryce too, because he had started to
become tired and weak after cutting back on how much he ate, so now
he began to have more energy and strength to complete his chores.

One day, while Bryce was out mowing the lawn, one of the neighbors
came over and asked if he'd like a job taking care of his yard too.  Bryce
hesitated at first, because he didn't want to do anything that would take
away from the time he had to do his chores at home.  He knew that if it
seemed like he was neglecting his duties or if he was not getting them
done on time, then that would be one sure way to anger his foster father
and get himself into trouble again.  Bryce was going to tell the neighbor
that he wasn't interested, but when the guy told him how much he was
willing to pay, Bryce took the job immediately.

Bryce had the feeling it would be good to earn some money, because
then he could save it for any emergencies that might come up.  He
figured no one else would have to know about it and he promised
himself that he'd make sure that he took care of his other chores too, so
he wouldn't jeopardize his chances of remaining there.  It would be
good for him to have his own money.

Over the next couple of weeks, four other residents of the neighborhood
also hired Bryce, after they heard what a fine job he did and how
dependable he was.  The money was coming in fast and furious,
especially for a kid who had never had very much, but he didn't spend
it or flaunt it.  Instead, he kept it hidden in a sock, which he kept buried
behind his other clothes on the shelf in his little room.  He thought that
if his foster father ever accused him again of taking things away from
his sons, then he'd offer to buy everything he needed for himself, so his
foster parents wouldn't even have to spend a nickel on him.  This never
happened, however, but it gave Bryce some reassurance to know that he
had a back-up plan, just in case the situation deteriorated further.

During this same time, the three boys were growing even closer and
Bryce tried to explain to them a little about what he was doing, so they
wouldn't get too suspicious and spill the beans.  He thought that they
might want to know why he was working for so many other people,
when he had so much work to do at home.  Bryce realized that what he
was doing wouldn't seem to make much sense to someone who didn't
know what he was up to, so he told his foster brothers that he was
getting paid to work for these other people.  Although he did keep the
amount of the payments a secret from Johnny and Tommy, he did tell
them about his plan to buy his own things, if their father ever brought
that up again.  The brothers didn't think anything that drastic was
going to happen now, since their father was starting to mellow out,
although both boys still thought their father was colder than he should
be toward Bryce.

Tommy and Johnny also agreed that Bryce needed to have some money
of his own, no matter what came up in the future.  They were also glad
that he was getting something for the time he was spending working,
since they knew he wasn't getting anything from their father.  Even
more than that, they were happy that Bryce wasn't being treated quite
as badly by their father any longer and they were even helping him do
his chores around the house, but only when their father wasn't around.
They were afraid that he might get upset again and take it all out on
Bryce, if he ever found out that they were helping him do the jobs he'd
reassigned to Bryce, so all of this was done when their father wasn't at
home.

The boys were growing closer in other ways too and took every
opportunity they could find to pursue the little sex games they were
playing.  Sometimes they were able to do these things after school, if
their mother had to run an errand, but they'd also do then whenever
their parents went out and left them home alone.  The boys were really
enjoying their time together and learning a lot about themselves and
their bodies.  They had even begun a tentative foray into the world of
oral sex, but this wasn't just about the sex, even if it was really terrific.
Even though they enjoyed doing these things with each other, it also
spawned a unique closeness between them and they formed special
bonds that made them even more committed to each other.  That's the
primary reason Johnny and Tommy were helping Bryce with his chores
whenever their father wasn't around, because they felt they owed him
that much and didn't want him to have to do all the work that they used
to do.

They also realized it wasn't fair that Bryce ended up doing all of the
chores, while they did nothing, and both boys would hurt inside
whenever they saw how unhappy Bryce had become.  Even though it
was better now, it still wasn't the way the boys thought it should be, so
they vowed they would help Bryce however and whenever they could.
Not only did they help him with his chores, but they also included him
in the other things they did, like the times they spent with their friends.
They always made sure Bryce understood he was invited when they
played games after school and their friends treated him very well too.
The boys knew their friends weren't just being kind to Bryce because of
them, because they enjoyed Bryce's company too and wanted him to be
part of their little clique.  It didn't hurt that they understood some
things about his background as well, but that was never the reason they
included him in what they were up to.

Bryce was always careful not to let any of these activities interfere with
his other responsibilities though, because he was concerned that he
wouldn't be allowed to join the others any more.  He would hurry home
and do his chores before he went to play and then he'd rush to join the
others.  At first, some of the other boys were annoyed that Bryce would
come late or that they'd have to hold up their game until he arrived, but
it wasn't long before it just became a part of their routine and they
didn't give it a second-thought.  Since Bryce was also the youngest of
their little group, all of the boys were very protective of him, especially
with outsiders.

One day, as they waited for the bus they took home from school, this
other kid, who was a year older than Bryce, began to pick on him.  He
kept taking Bryce's things or knocking them on the ground, so when the
others noticed this, they formed a ring around the boy.  Before he
realized what was happening, they began pushing the boy back and
forth and doing similar types of things to him, as he had been doing to
Bryce.  After continuing this for several minutes, they asked the boy if
he liked being picked on.  At first the kid tried to pull the old 'it doesn't
bother me at all' routine, so the boys kept it up, right up until the bus
showed up.  The next day, he started in on Bryce again, so they resumed
abusing him and didn't let up.  It was very possible they even started to
become more aggressive toward him, until the kid finally admitted that
it was bothering him.  When that happened, they got him to promise to
leave Bryce alone in the future and then they'd leave him alone too.
The boy agreed, so it was the end of that situation for Bryce.

That wasn't the only time the others came to Bryce's defense either.
One day a new kid moved into the district and this kid had known
Bryce from a previous school.  This kid thought he could make his
reputation by treating Bryce the way he had at their old school, since he
knew Bryce wasn't the kind of boy who immediately fought back.  The
kid eventually learned that he had seriously misevaluated the situation
though, because he didn't realize that Bryce now had friends that would
come to his rescue and prevent others from abusing him.  Even though
Bryce was still primarily meek and somewhat timid when it came to
defending himself, the others weren't about to let anyone take
advantage of him.

One day when this boy started picking on Bryce, a circle began to form
around them.  The new boy merely thought it was a crowd of people he
could impress while making his mark, but he soon discovered that he
had miscalculated again.

"All right, asshole, knock it off," one of the older boys told the new kid.

The new boy looked startled, since he didn't expect anyone to come to
Bryce's assistance.  He decided to act tough in response, to enhance his
reputation.

"Get the fuck out of here," he said defiantly.  "This is none of your
fucking business."

"Oh, this is our business, dickhead," another of Bryce's new friends told
him, "so if you know what's good for you, you'll leave Bryce alone,
before we kick the crap out of you."

Now, Bryce's tormentor really didn't know what to do.  If he backed off
at this point, then he'd be branded a coward, but if he continued he'd
probably get the shit pounded out of him.  The kid had to make a
decision quickly and he ended up deciding that he'd rather get a beating
from one of those boys, than be branded a wimp or worse.  Since his
mind was made up, he tackled Bryce and began wailing on him.  He
didn't get many licks in, however, before the others were all over him.
They grabbed his arms and legs, in addition to giving him a few well-
placed punches, and then one of the older boys came up with idea about
how to handle this kid.

"Well, I guess he wants us to believe that he has really big balls and isn't
afraid of anything, so let's see how big those balls are."

The other boys began to laugh evilly, as the oldest boy started to undo
the kid's pants, so he could pull them down while the others held on to
him.  The boy began to squirm and scream, because this was about the
last thing he'd expected they might do to him, but soon his pants and
underwear had been pulled down below his knees and exposed his
goodies for any and everyone there to see.  Bryce's friends didn't let go
of the boy right away after they did this to him either, because they
wanted to make certain he was totally embarrassed and didn't want
him to pull everything back up too quickly.  They wanted to make his
humiliation worse than anything he could have possibly imagined, in
order to teach him a lesson, and soon everyone was laughing at him,
including several girls.  As he was attempting to flail his way free of
their grasp, his genitals flopped wildly about, which made everyone else
laugh even harder at how comical this seemed.

Bryce did feel badly for the kid though, because he knew how he'd feel
if this had been done to him, but then he realized the boy had basically
asked for it, so Bryce didn't let it bother him any longer.  After they
finally released the boy, he hurriedly pulled his pants up and raced
away from there, as he attempted to get as far away from everyone, as
quickly as he could.

Once the other boy had taken off, Bryce thanked his friends for their
help and they told him that he shouldn't ever have to worry about
anyone else picking on him.  They didn't think the others would dare to
attack him now, especially knowing the types of things that might
happen to them if they did.  They were right and that was the last time
any of the other kids ever tried to take advantage of Bryce again.

Other things at school were going fairly well for Bryce too.  His grades
were all average or above and he managed to do quite well on the state
reading and math exams.  Bryce had also made some friends among his
own classmates, in addition to being friends with these older boys.  He
would hang around with the kids his own age before and after school, as
well as during the lunch hour, and they did all kinds of different things
together.  Bryce wasn't nearly as close to any of those kids though, as he
was to his two foster brothers or their friends, but it was nice to also
have some friends his own age for a change.  Things were beginning to
look up for Bryce and he even thought the situation at home was
improving.

Bryce was starting to believe that his foster father was beginning to
accept him, since it had been quite a while since he had said anything
negative about Bryce or treated him badly in any way.  Even though he
still hadn't gone out of his way to be nice to Bryce or accepted him
openly, Bryce felt his lack of contempt was enough to show that things
had improved.  Bryce even said so to his foster mother and brothers,
although they weren't as quick to leap to such a drastic conclusion, but
they did agree that his foster father had seemed to calm down about
Bryce's being there.  This was all Bryce needed and even wanted to
hear.  As the situation continued to get rosier in his mind, he began to
feel more at ease.  He was also ecstatic that he got along so well with his
foster brothers and that they included him in on everything they did...
well almost everything.

The following Saturday, Johnny had plans to stay over at a friend's
house, but the other two were not included.  It was a birthday party for
one of his classmates and it was going to be a sleepover party with a
bunch of other boys from his class.  Although Johnny was excited about
the party, he still wished the other two could go with him, and they
would have preferred that too, but they knew it wouldn't be possible.
Tommy and Bryce explained to Johnny that they understood and they'd
be fine on their own, so he shouldn't worry about them and have a good
time.

Actually, things got even better for Tommy and Bryce however, when
they found out their parents were going to be attending a wedding on
the same day.  This meant they would be home alone and could do
basically whatever they wanted.  Bryce made sure that he did all of his
other lawn jobs in advance, so he would have Saturday free, and Johnny
and Tommy helped him get his chores done at home on Friday, before
their father got home from work.  Everything was going great and
they'd all be having fun doing one thing or another.

Saturday started off normally enough, as they all ate breakfast together,
and then the boys helped Johnny round up the things he'd need to take
to the party.  They helped him pull a sleeping bag out of storage and
pack a change of clothes, including his swimsuit, since this kid's family
had a pool.  They even helped him wrap the present he had purchased,
with his mother's help.

While the boys were doing this, their parents were getting ready to go to
the wedding.  They looked really nice when they came into the living
room and the boys went out of their way to tell them how great they
looked, especially their mother.  She had on a lovely dress and her hair
was done really sexy for this outing.  Their dad looked great in his suit
as well, but they looked even better as a couple.  Their parents thanked
them, all of them, for their compliments, and then they took Johnny and
dropped him off at his friend's house, before they continued on to the
church.

Prior to leaving the house, they told Tommy and Bryce that they
probably wouldn't be home until after dark and reminded the boys to
be good.  Their parents left money for them to have a pizza delivered for
dinner and they told the boys that they could make sandwiches for
lunch.  Tommy and Bryce said goodbye and waved to each of them as
they left, and then they raced upstairs to Tommy's room, since they
wanted to get in as many rounds of their own fun as they could.

The boys stripped completely when they entered Tommy's room and
then they jumped on the bed and began wrestling and groping each
other.  They were having a great deal of fun just doing this, but then
they finally decided it was time to get down to business.  Bryce told
Tommy he'd do him first and began to rub and stroke his ample
package.  As much as Bryce liked Johnny and enjoyed doing things with
him, he really enjoyed Tommy's larger piece of meat and the fact that it
shot nearly man-sized amounts of semen when he brought him to
climax.  Bryce thought that was probably the neatest part of all of this
and he couldn't wait until he could produce that stuff for himself.

As he rubbed and manipulated Tommy's sensitive areas, Tommy's mast
began to rise and harden, so Bryce began to tease it by rubbing the back
of his hand all around it.  Tommy was propped up on his elbows at this
point and having fun watching Bryce, as he played with his little toy.
He loved the way Bryce made this into a game, not just a 'do it and get
it over with' type of operation.  Bryce made it more fun than Johnny
did, because Johnny was always in a hurry to make Tommy cum, so he
could have his own turn.

By now, Bryce was playing around with various grips, first stroking
Tommy with just a finger and his thumb and then adding a second
finger and a third to the process.   When he had done that for a little
while, he cupped Tommy's woody in his palm, without wrapping his
thumb around it yet.  He massaged Tommy's penis like that for a while
longer and each little change gave Tommy another new feeling.  When
Bryce began to notice the signs that Tommy was getting closer and
closer to his ejaculation, he wrapped his thumb around the underside of
the shaft and began to stroke Tommy in earnest.

By this point, Tommy had quit leaning on his elbows and was lying on
his back, with his eyes closed.  He was enjoying the physical sensations
that were radiating outward from his groin, as Bryce's hand continued
to move up and down the shaft.

Bryce's eyes remained glued to Tommy's face, as he watched the ever-
changing expressions that his actions were eliciting.  Tommy's face
would go from relaxed and blissful looking to a slightly more tense and
on the verge of climax expression, and then his face would scrunch up
completely, as his body went rigid and he began to groan.  At that
moment, thin white strings of his seed began to burst from the tiny slit
and glide in the air, before falling harmlessly upon his chest and
abdomen.

Bryce didn't let up and continued to pump away at Tommy's penis, as
he coaxed a few more drops of Tommy's baby-juice to ooze forth, and
he would continue his actions even after the final drops had leaked from
the tiny opening.  Finally, he stopped and gazed at Tommy face again,
while waiting for him to come down from his sexual climax.

It took a while for Tommy to return to the present again, because he
wanted to enjoy every second of the warm and totally awesome feelings
that made this activity so special and wonderful.  He didn't want to let
go of the glow he felt during and after ejaculation, preferring instead to
maintain a sort of death-grip on the sensations that he enjoyed so well.
Now, those feelings were fading and he was returning to the present, so
he opened his eyes and saw Bryce's smiling face gazing down at him.

As soon as he was capable of speech, he thanked Bryce and told him
what a fantastic job he had done, emphasizing that this one of the most
pleasurable times he had ever enjoyed.  Bryce's chest puffed out in
pride after receiving this compliment from the older boy, and that made
him feel better than Tommy could ever have imagined.  After Tommy
had recovered completely, he quickly cleaned up and the boys switched
places.  Then, Tommy tried to make Bryce feel as good as he had been
made to feel.

Tommy didn't just focus on his crotch, however, and began by stroking
Bryce's chest, as he cradled the boy's head in the crook of his arm.
>From there he moved down Bryce's body, first bypassing Bryce's
midsection, as he stroked Bryce's outer and inner thigh.  Bryce was
enjoying this new activity, since he never had anyone pay attention to
more than his small package or butt before, and he loved the feeling of
Tommy's soft hand sliding over his own smooth skin.  At about that
same moment, Tommy leaned down and kissed Bryce, right on the lips,
which caused Bryce's eyes to snap wide open and stare into the closed
eyes of his friend.

Bryce was a little nervous at first, fearing that Tommy might be trying
to take advantage of him now that they were alone, but he soon realized
that Tommy was only being sincerely affectionate, so he began to relax
once more.  Bryce was enjoying the feeling of Tommy's moist lips
against his own, but then he realized it wasn't just Tommy's lips he was
feeling, but also Tommy's tongue, as it danced across and around his
lips.  Bryce had never experienced anything like this before, so at first
he thought it was kind of gross, but then he began to enjoy its tender
caress and the little tickling sensations it sent through his body.
Without realizing what he was doing, he opened his mouth slightly and
Tommy's tongue slipped inside, so it could explore the interior of
Bryce's orifice.  As Tommy's tongue glided around Bryce's tongue and
teeth, Bryce's oral muscle began to spar with Tommy's, which allowed
the two surfaces to glide against each other.

While their lips were locked together and their tongues dueled with
each other, Tommy let his hand begin to explore Bryce's genitals, as he
kneaded and massaged them to life.  Bryce felt as if his body was on fire
now and his temperature began to rise, due to the various stimulations
and emotional bonding that was taking place.  He felt Tommy's fingers
begin to manipulate his little rod, as he stroked it up and down and sent
tiny electrical impulses coursing through his midsection.  Bryce was
becoming very attached to Tommy, on more than just a physical level,
but he also felt Tommy had more than just brotherly feelings for him
too.

By this time, Bryce was trying to swallow Tommy's tongue and
anything else his foster brother wanted to give him.  He was feeling an
extraordinary closeness to Tommy, the likes of which he had never felt
before.  His hips were bouncing up and down on the mattress and
machine-gunning Tommy's fingers up and down on his little stalk.
When those feelings overcame him and caused his body to become as
stiff as a board, his little penis tried to spit out a fluid that it couldn't yet
produce.  Bryce held on to those feelings until he came crashing back to
earth and then his body suddenly became limp and collapsed beneath
his foster brother's delicate touch.  The two boys stayed together, still
hugging, kissing and enjoying each other's touch, until they decided it
was time to go downstairs to eat.

They only put on their underwear, since it was just the two of them in
the house and they were planning to go back up to Tommy's room for
some more fun after they filled their stomachs.  They made a sandwich
each and Tommy pulled a bag of chips out of the cupboard to help fill
them up.  Bryce poured each of them a glass of milk and then they sat
down and ate, while talking excitedly about what they had just done.

"Man, I love the way you make me feel when we do that," Tommy told
Bryce.  "Johnny does a good job too, but you make me feel so much
better.  It's not just that either, because I love to watch you while you're
doing it.  You seem like you're having fun and that just makes it even
better for me."

"Thanks, and I like to do it too," Bryce confirmed.  "Are we going to do
it some more after we eat?"

"Of course we are, if you still want to," Tommy agreed.

"Oh, yeah, I do," Bryce concurred.

"Do you want to do it with our mouths this time?" Tommy followed.

"Yeah, I thought it was pretty neat when we did that before with
Johnny," Bryce agreed, "but this time I want you to shoot in my
mouth."

"Are you sure?" Tommy asked.

"Yeah, I really want to try that," Bryce confirmed.  "I've heard some of
the older boys on the bus tell how they liked it when their girlfriends did
it for them, so I want to do that for you too."

"You don't have to," Tommy told him.

"I know I don't have to, but I want to.  I want to make you feel really
good, like you made me feel when you kissed me."  Bryce paused for a
few seconds, before he spoke again.  "Why did you do that?"

"Do what?  Kiss you?" Tommy asked.

"Yeah, you've never done that before." Bryce countered.

"It's not that I didn't want to do it sooner, but I just wasn't sure how
you or Johnny would react if I tried," Tommy stated.  "I thought it was
best to wait until we were alone, in case you didn't like it."

"But I did like it.  I liked it a lot," Bryce confessed.

"Me too!" Tommy exclaimed.  "Bryce, I just hope what we do can help
to make up a little for how my dad treats you."

"You don't have to make up for him," Bryce told his foster brother.
"You don't have anything to do with what your dad does."

"But it still makes me feel bad," Tommy admitted.  "It's not fair and
he's wrong, so I hope these things make it better for while you're here."

"It does, more than you'll ever know," Bryce concurred.  "That's part
of the reason I don't say anything about how your dad is and why I
wouldn't let your mom find me a new home."

"I'm glad you didn't, 'cause I'd miss you... and Johnny would miss you
too," Tommy confessed.  "We don't want you to leave either."

Bryce's eyes were watering when he looked up at Tommy and he knew
he couldn't speak.  Instead, he just walked over and gave Tommy a hug,
to let him know that he appreciated the compliment.

"You know, Johnny and I weren't too happy when Mom first told us
that she was going to take in a foster child," Tommy admitted.  "I guess
we were afraid she'd get a girl or some nerd, but we liked you right
from the start."

"I liked both of you too, and you were so nice for taking me to meet
your friends and then letting me play with all of you," Bryce stated.  "I
was really nervous about coming here.  I'd just had to leave my best
friend, so I felt all alone, but you and Johnny made me feel better and
helped me get over losing my other friend."

"Until my dad came home, right?" Tommy asked, while searching
Bryce's face for the answer.

"Yeah, I guess so," Bryce agreed.  "I really wasn't expecting him to be
like that, not after the rest of you had been so nice to me.  I didn't know
what to do or how to react to him."

"I guess I know why he did it, although I still think he was wrong,"
Tommy acknowledged.  "He is just trying to protect Johnny and me, in
his own way, but he certainly didn't need to be so mean to you."

"I can't really blame him, 'cause I'd want my dad to protect me too, so I
don't hate him or anything," Bryce added, magnanimously.  "I just wish
he would have started to love me that much too."

"He will, as soon as he gets to know you," Tommy added.  "Just give
him some more time."

"I will, but I think his mind is made up," Bryce admitted.  "I don't
think he'll ever see me as more than someone who wants to take what
you have."

"But you're not like that," Tommy insisted.  "Heck, you wouldn't even
take enough food to fill you up.  He'll see that after a while, because my
dad really is a nice guy."

"I know he is, and I'm glad he loves you and Johnny so much that he
would try to protect you like this," Bryce confessed, "so I don't hate
him."

"I would, if he treated me that way," Tommy confirmed.

"Maybe, but I can't, mostly because he's doing it to show his love for
you," Bryce told him.  "I don't think he's completely wrong for doing
that."

"Well, you're much nicer than I am then," Tommy teased.

By this time, the boys had finished their lunch, so they began to clean up
quickly and put the dishes in the sink, because they planned to wash
them later with their dinner dishes.  Now, they made their way back up
to Tommy's room, excited about what they were going to do next, and
they quickly shed their underwear again.  They both hopped on the bed
and Bryce made Tommy lie on his back, so he could crawl between
Tommy's legs.  He wasted no time in licking his scrotum and over the
exterior of his penis, and he was pleased with his efforts when Tommy's
penis began to rise.  The harder it got, the more it stood up and the
more Bryce licked it.  He swirled his tongue around it, from side to side,
and then he used his tongue to tease the slit in the helmet.

The way he was attacking Tommy's penis was similar to the way he
enjoyed a candy cane at Christmastime, because he would lick up the
length first and swirl his tongue around it, before sliding the entire
thing into his mouth.  Now, he was preparing to do the same thing to
Tommy's erection.  He opened his mouth wide, as wide as it would
possibly go, and then he let his lips slip down the rubbery surface of
Tommy's shaft.  Bryce made sure to keep his teeth pulled back so they
didn't scrape the skin, because he'd heard other boys say how that hurt
when their girlfriends accidentally did it.  Once Tommy's stiffy was
totally in his mouth, Bryce let his tongue do whatever it wanted, as he
began to nod up and down on that wonderful dick.

Bryce had only participated in oral sex a couple of other times, because
this activity was something new the boys had just began to try, but he
knew he loved doing this and was going to do it so well that Tommy
would want to do it more and more often with him.  He loved the feel of
Tommy's cock sliding in and out of his mouth, although his jaws
sometimes got sore, but it made him proud that he could give someone
else so much pleasure from such a simple task.

Bryce continued to nod up and down on Tommy's erection, knowing he
was producing the desired effect on his foster brother.  He could tell this
by listening to the noises Tommy was making.  That wasn't his only clue
though, because he could also tell by the way Tommy's hips catapulted
upward, just before dropping back onto the mattress, as he tried to help
Bryce's efforts.  The closer Tommy got to his climax, the faster and
harder his hips thrust up and down, as he rammed his penis down
Bryce's throat.  When Tommy felt his juices begin to travel out of his
scrotum and start to rise through his shaft, he thought about pulling out
of Bryce's mouth, but then he remembered Bryce's request, so he drove
his hips upward one final time and let his juices explode into Bryce's
waiting gullet.

Bryce was a bit overwhelmed by the amount of the first volley and
gagged on it slightly.  Reflexively, he let some of it escape from his
mouth and roll down his chin, but then he began swallowing in earnest,
while trying not to lose any more of this precious liquid.  Bryce
continued to suck and bob up and down on it, until Tommy grabbed
Bryce's head and held it still, because his penis was becoming a bit sore
from being overworked.

As Bryce finally released Tommy's deflating sausage from his lips,
Tommy lifted up and looked squarely into Bryce's face.  Through half-
closed eyes, Tommy could see bits of his jizz still hanging from the
corners of Bryce's mouth or running down his chin.  He motioned Bryce
forward, so his foster brother began to crawl toward him.  When Bryce
was close enough, Tommy grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled
Bryce toward him, so he could lick the pearly droplets off Bryce's face.

When he had finished doing that, he gave Bryce a very sensual kiss, as
his way of saying 'thank you.'  Bryce liked what was happening and
kissed Tommy back, so once more he was swapping tongues with his
older friend.  After that, they began to hug and stroke each other, as
well as continuing to kiss.  When they'd finally had enough, the two
boys collapsed beside each other on the bed, mildly exhausted from that
little workout.  Finally, Tommy broke the silence.

"That was the best one yet," he said in a whisper.  "I can't imagine it
getting any better than that.  I hope I can do it as well for you."

"I know you will, even though you don't have as much to work with,"
Bryce responded.  "I wish I was as big as you and could shoot like you
do."

"You'll do it soon enough, but you're still pretty advanced for your
age," Tommy acknowledged.  "You won't have anything to worry about
when you're as old as Johnny or me."

"I hope not, but it seems like it's never going to happen." Bryce
moaned.

"It will, but you just have to be patient," Tommy told him.  "That's
what everyone kept telling us."

"Who told you that?" Bryce wanted to know.

"Our older friends and the older brothers of our other friends," Tommy
replied.  "They told us we just had to wait until it was our time and they
were right.  The same thing will happen to you too."

"I certainly hope so," Bryce half-heartedly stated.  "This is nice, but I
know it will get even better when I can shoot like you do."

"Yeah, you're right about that," Tommy agreed.

Before long, Tommy had positioned Bryce on the bed and began to
wash Bryce's genital area with his tongue, like a mother cat cleaning
her kittens.  This was a very enjoyable experience for Bryce, especially
when Tommy ran his tongue over the surface of his tight little ball sack,
and he agreed with Tommy's assessment that this was better than when
they used their hands.  When Tommy finally let Bryce's small penis
slide into his mouth, he realized that he couldn't really bob up and
down on it very well, so he decided to merely suck on it instead, sort of
like trying to draw a thick milkshake up a straw.

Bryce reacted almost immediately and gave little grunts of approval, so
Tommy continued to do this and only stopped long enough to nod up
and down on it a few times for a change of pace.  It didn't take long for
Bryce to reach a powerful dry orgasm and he screamed out during his
release.  As soon as it was over, Bryce slumped back on the bed and
didn't move a muscle for quite some time.  After thanking Tommy for
the first rate blowjob, the boys rested up and talked about a bunch of
different things for a while longer.  Then, they tossed on some clothes
and went downstairs to do some other stuff.  A couple hours later they
called and ordered the pizza and were told that it would be delivered in
45 minutes to an hour.  This was fine with them, so they put everything
else on the table, so it would be ready for when the pizza arrived.

The boys were watching television when the doorbell rang, so Tommy
grabbed the money off the table and raced to answer it.  After paying
and tipping the delivery man, something his mother had reminded him
to do before she left, he carried the box into the dining room and then
they sat down to eat.  This was one of the few times that Bryce could
remember when he could eat without being self-conscious about what he
was doing.  Since he was so relaxed, he got carried away and ate more
than he should have.  Now, he had this uncomfortable feeling, from his
belly being overstuffed, so the boys decided to do something calm for
the rest of the night.

They started out by playing double-solitaire and then they watched TV
until it was time to go to bed.  After the last show ended, they made
their way upstairs.  They were surprised that their parents weren't
home yet, but they figured their mom and dad must be having a really
good time and decided to stay a little longer.  The boys agreed that
would be a good thing, because maybe it would put their father in a
better mood tomorrow.  A short time later, they finally gave in to their
weariness and went to bed, but not without enjoying one more round of
oral sex first.  Once that was over, Bryce went back to his own room
and both boys fell asleep.  It had been a grand day and one they would
both remember for quite a while, because they didn't know when they'd
get another chance to have a day like this again.

When their parents finally arrived home, they went up to their room to
undress and got ready for bed themselves.  Then, their father slipped
into Tommy's room, in order to check on his son.  On his way out of the
room, he grabbed the camcorder he had set up in there earlier, to see if
Bryce was taking advantage of things while he was gone.  As he left his
son's room, he grasped the camcorder in his left hand and headed
downstairs, so he could scan through the recording without anyone else
seeing what he was up to.