Date: Thu, 10 Apr 2008 16:03:32 -0400
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: Cruelty to Children Ch 15

Only one more to go after this guys so keep observing the rules.


				Chapter 15

			   I make a huge mistake

"Kent, I have to release you from the centre, I don't have any choice
because of your age. You will be put into warden controlled bachelor
accommodation and left to fend for yourself quite substantially. My other
offer is still open. It is too late to adopt you straight away but I can
foster you. My terms haven't changed though."

"Thanks Jase, can I try it your way?"

"Of course, shall we discuss a timetable?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you will be a new experience for me and I'm sure vice versa. I have
never taken a boy as old as you so we will both be feeling our way. You are
a young adult and I guess it is a bit late to get used to kissing and
cuddling, although you would be very welcome to try it if you wanted
to. Also, you need to find out if you can stick with it as far as your
education goes. Lastly Kent, you will share with a boy who needs lots of
reassurance and support, he sleeps with me most nights at the moment and it
is quite possible he will initially want to sleep with you as well, for
cuddles. Because of your age you should be ideal. Do you think you could do
that for me?"

"I can try Jase, how long do we trial for?"

"How about six months, and if you are happy and comfortable we go for broke
and make you another Daniels boy."

I was smiling as I said it and I saw Kent's mouth twitch. I got up from my
desk and took him in my arms for a hug.

"I would really like you to try this. You've had a pretty bum deal up to
now, why don't you give yourself the chance of some love and happiness?"

I felt him relax.

"Ok Jase."

Fostering was a formality for me now and a week later he was sharing with
Adam and safely back at school. I watched him carefully and asked Matt and
Ryan to do the same as discreetly as possible. I watched Adam as well to
see if he was settling with his new roommate. He didn't look as happy as I
would have liked and I noticed he still looked for lots of cuddles from his
other brothers. I spent time with him as well trying to settle him but the
meld definitely wasn't what I wanted. Perhaps I had made a mistake taking a
boy so old. Tiny Tim and Eric were the only other boys I had taken at the
top of the age range but they were just a loveable giant and a pussy cat
with sharing brothers that almost worshipped them, so it wasn't the
same. It took three months for a crisis to occur and what a dilly it was.

Family supper and no Adam.

"Any idea where Adam is Kent?"

Kent wouldn't look at me and just mumbled, no.

"When did you last see him?"

He looked up at me and almost shouted, "How the fuck should I know, I'm not
his keeper."

I smelt trouble. "Ok everybody get on with your supper I'll go and look for
him."

I started in the obvious place, his bedroom. I heard him almost as soon as
I got to the landing. He was lying on his bed naked, curled up in the
foetal position and sobbing his heart out. As I approached his bed I knew
why. I could see the blood on his sheets and running down his butt cheek. I
took him into my arms and hugged him tight. I didn't say a word until his
sobbing decreased and nor did he.

"You're safe now son. Nothing horrible is going to happen to you again."

I rolled him very gently face down and spread his legs before using my
hands to spread his ass cheeks. Puffy anal entry, a couple of splits that
were still bleeding, I could see that no lubrication had been used, hence
the splits. I rolled him back over and took him in my arms again.

"Did Kent do this son?"

He wouldn't look at me but he whispered, "Yes Dad, he forced me. I didn't
want to do it."

Then the dam broke and the gut wrenching sobs shook his whole body. I
lowered him back onto the bed, went to his bedroom door and screamed for
Matt. As soon as he reached the door I just said quietly, "Rape Matt, you
will need your bag."

His look of shock was frightening. He had grown the same as me in nature
when cruelty or abuse reared its ugly head. All he said as he ran to his
room was, "I'll kill him Jase."

Physically not a serious problem, mentally I had a big job on my hands. I
left Adam with Matt and went back to the dining room.

"Kent, will you join me in the study?"

"I've not finished my supper," said in a very sullen way.

I flared. "Nor will you boy until we have talked, now get in my study."

None of the boys had heard me use that tone of voice so there was a deathly
hush as we left the room.  I almost didn't know where to start when we got
to the study. I sat in an armchair and pointed to the other one for Kent.

"Would you like to tell me the story?"

"He's a little prick teaser Jase. He wanders round the room naked or nearly
so. When he crawls into bed for a cuddle he just has his little briefs
on. Tonight I lost it and I fucked him."

"Didn't it occur to you that he walks around his own bedroom naked because
he feels safe and it has nothing to do with sex. He's twelve years old
Kent."

"Yeah and sexy as hell. I'm not made of stone."

"If I call the police do you know what will happen to you?"

"Yeah so I care."

"That's all a house full of love means to you is it?"

"All this cuddling and kissing, touchy feely crap, it makes me squirm."

"So rape is the way you get out of it is it."

"Nah, I was going to leave after the six months anyway, I guess the little
shit upstairs has hurried it along."

I looked at him and realised I had made a terrible mistake. I was so
worried that he would go astray if I let him go to the bachelor home that I
didn't take the time to thoroughly evaluate him. He was a bad egg that
needed a lot of turning around. What to do now was the problem. I knew
there was a secure home in town and I rang the superintendant. Room
available, temporary solution.

"Ok Kent these are your choices. You go to a secure home tonight,
voluntarily. You sign the necessary papers that allow us to detain you
there at our pleasure, or I call the police and you go to prison. You
choose now."

The thought process didn't take long, he wasn't stupid. I checked with Matt
to make sure he was happy with Adam, packed a change of clothes and toilet
gear for Kent and took him to the boys' home. I was shattered by the time I
got home. What the hell was I going to do with a boy that should go to
prison? It would ruin his life, but could I turn him round? My first
priority had to be Adam though. Matt met me in the hall, held his finger up
to indicate quiet and signalled for me to follow him to Adam's room which
just had a night light on. Ryan in Kent's bed with Adam wrapped around him,
both of them sound asleep.  We went back down to the study and Matt said.

"Natural sleep Jase. I told Ryan and he went up to talk to him. When I went
back up they were both in bed and Adam was dead to the world. Ryan said he
had told Adam about his rape and how he wasted so much time coming to terms
with it. He told him much better to try to put his life back together
quickly and enjoy, particularly as he has so many people here that want him
to be happy. He stayed with the cuddles and as you can see, both asleep and
settled for the night I guess. What are you going to do with Kent? He
should go to prison Jase, damaging that little mite is unforgiveable."

"I agree Matt, but prison will mean another totally ruined life. I have to
think about this one."

"Don't let your compassion over rule common sense Jase. He could well ruin
a lot of lives if he is not controlled, one life against many."

I knew Matt spoke sense, he nearly always did.

"Can I sleep with you tonight Jase?"

Now that was the kind of sense I could handle. We showered together and
washed each other. Of course we both got hard we had loved each other for
too long not to but when we fell into bed it was just for cuddles. I think
we were both too emotionally drained to do anything else. Lying in bed
watching Matt as he slept I remembered a conversation we had when he was
fifteen and trying to convince me it was ok for us to become lovers. He was
twenty six now and I was forty one, the age difference did matter less now.
I thought back to my first Matt and how this one had changed my life. Much
of the good that had been in my life for the last twelve years was down to
this young man sleeping peacefully alongside me. I had been so lucky but
now I needed more than luck. Kent was my first personal crisis since the
one with Matt ten years before.

The next day I talked to Sam Fitzgerald and we discussed Kent at length. We
decided he was going to be a joint project. Most of my boys had been
without affection and physically and sexually abused until I got hold of
them. Even the aggressive ones had been turned round partly because of the
genuine affection that I lavished on them. Kent however was older and more
mature than any I had worked with before. When we had taken him in there
was no obvious signs of sexual abuse so I had ignored any treatment on that
front. I had just worked on stabilising his physical health and by
lavishing as much affection as I could on a man I hoped I was stabilising
his mental health as well. I began to wonder if in fact on the physical we
had missed something and his aggression towards Adam had stemmed from his
own abuse. I checked to see which doctor had carried out his original
physical and realised it was one we had ceased using because he was a
sloppy and incompetent physician. I telephoned Sam senior who was
completely retired now but still very active and asked him if he would do a
physical for me on Kent, paying particular attention to his anus. I wasn't
happy when we talked later.

"That idiot Connors missed the obvious Jase. That boy has been away from
his family for nearly a year and it is still quite obvious that he was
anally abused quite extensively."

I wanted to scream, abused kids frequently turned into abusers and I had
done nothing with that boy to change his mind set. I talked to Sam
Jnr. again and told him I thought I could handle it now but I would keep
him posted on my progress.

Consulting room with Kent at the secure home and I was confronted with a
very belligerent young man. I moved in close to him and took him in my arms
for a hug. His reaction was almost violent but I was prepared for it so he
didn't get out of the hug.

"It's alright Kent. I'm sorry, I've let you down but we'll get it right
now."

I said it softly and stroked his hair and the back of his neck as I
talked. I felt him relax and eventually almost melt into my arms.

"We are going to get things right this time."

I let him ease away from me and watched him. He looked at me with surprise
written all over his face.

"Do you mean that Jase?"

"Yes son. I should have known you had been sexually abused and the doctor
missed it. I'm so sorry."

I had obviously hit the button. He just fell apart sobbing his heart
out. The story came out in gut wrenching gasps.

"They would beat me Jase and then fuck me dry, I used to hurt so much for
days afterwards. They didn't fuck me very often because they were usually
so drunk they couldn't get an erection."

That was why the doctor had missed it, but he shouldn't have done. We
worked together for a little while every day and he went back to school but
checked back in every day to the secure centre. After a few weeks I had
Adam almost back to normal, mostly I think because of Ryan. He had moved in
with Adam completely and told me the boy slept with him every night.

"That's ok isn't it Dad, he loves cuddles. We always sleep in sleep shorts
and I have never felt him get an erection. That worries me a little. I
don't want to play with him but shouldn't he have morning wood or something
occasionally."

I grabbed him and hugged him so hard I must have nearly broken his
ribs. Surely I wasn't bringing up another child doctor of some kind.

"That's ok Son, until Matt came on the scene I seldom used to get an
erection and I was a grown man. Adam hasn't reached puberty yet so despite
his protestations that he is gay he may well be heterosexual. Just give him
lots of cuddles and show him how much you love him, that's the best therapy
he can have. I will however have him checked again by Matt."

He leered at me and said, "Ooh lovely, can I watch." Before he bounced away
laughing.

"Pervert" I yelled after him.

The best day for me in this whole affair was nearly three months coming, a
session with Kent after school one day.

"Jase, will you take me up to the house for a little while. I would like to
apologise to Adam and then the remainder of the boys. I am so sorry, it
must have been horrendous for the little guy, I still think you should have
handed me over to the police. What I did to him was disgusting. I had it
done to me so often I suppose I had forgotten how traumatic it was the
first time."

"This is a big step in Adam's rehab. I don't know whether he is ready for
this yet."

"Please Jase, I will be so gentle with him. I'd like to do it in private as
well."

Christ, I didn't know if I could do that. I was sure Adam would be
petrified. Help one boy, destroy three months work with the other. I bit
the bullet and took Kent home. I called Adam from the rumpus room and when
he walked into his bedroom I think he nearly wet himself. The look of
terror on his face made me want to cry.

"Come here son, Kent has something he wants to say to you in private. I
know why he did what he did. I am also sure he will never do anything like
it again. Now I'm going to leave you with Kent, but I am only going to be
outside the door. You yell if you are at all worried, ok?"

"Please Dad, don't leave me with him, please."

He started to cry softly and Kent did as well.

"I swear Adam I will never harm you again and will protect you with my life
if you will forgive me. Please let me talk to you."

Kent looked at me with pleading eyes so I patted Adam and told Kent.

"Keep your distance Kent until Adam gives you permission to get closer."

I got up and left but sat by the door until it opened again. I'm not going
to tell you I had a glass held up against the door with my ear to it,
because of course I wouldn't do something like that. I heard every word and
very quickly Kent's apology was coming out between sobs. The sobs got worse
and the talking got less. I was preparing to re-enter and calm things down
when the sobs became muffled and then less strident. I waited another ten
minutes until there was silence and opened the door for a peak. The sight
that greeted me shook me to the core. Kent was on the floor in front of
Adam with his head in Adam's lap. Adam was stroking Kent's hair and neck
and cooing gently to him.

"It's alright Kent, I forgive you. You aren't a bad person, please don't
cry anymore."

Adam saw me then.

"It's alright Dad, Kent just got a little upset. Can he stay for supper?"

Brain working overtime.

"Yes he can provided the other boys agree. Let's go and find out shall we?"

I had all the boys together and told them the story of Kent, how I had let
him down but that he was now ok. Not a great deal of enthusiasm but they
let him stay. Over the next month he came to supper almost every night and
stayed over the weekends, sleeping in Matt's room. Matt slept with me.

"I'm sorry Jase, I still don't trust him or like him."

I was sad at that, Matt was so full of compassion but he had been
devastated by the rape of Adam.  Crunch came from the most unexpected
source. Adam dragged Ryan with him to see me in the study.

"Dad, can Kent sleep with me next weekend? I know he is still being left
out by everyone except you and me. I love you so much Ryan and cuddling you
every night is the best, but Kent needs me."

This boy was not quite thirteen but was showing a level of maturity and
compassion I would expect from Matt.

"I think that is very brave and very loving of you Adam. I am proud you are
my brother."

Ryan looked at me as he gave Adam a hug.

"We have to let Adam try Dad, I don't think I could be that brave with any
of the boys that raped me."

The next weekend Ryan went back to sleeping with Matt, and Kent stayed with
Adam, but did we all ever keep an eye out.

Before I went to bed on the Friday I poked my head round the door and
couldn't believe my eyes. Kent was spooning Adam in Kent's bed so I knew
Adam had instigated it. I was up early on Saturday morning and they were
still in the same position. What was even more amazing was that their sleep
shorts were on the floor. Sometime during the night they had got
naked. This went on for another couple of months.  I had all of Kent's
analysis sheets and reports from the home and school with me when I sat
down with Sam to make my suggestion.

"I think this boy is now ready to rejoin my family Sam, do you agree?"

Sam agreed. Home to the boys and a family conference.

"I would like you to have one more brother. Kent is ready to rejoin society
and I would like it to be here, but this is a family that makes decisions
jointly. Adam, what do you think?"

"Please Dad, let him come home. I know he was wicked but he'll never do
that again and he can share with me."

The other twelve looked at him, some in shock others with a more quizzical
expression.

"I'm not happy with that Jase." From Matt.

"I am Dad, he deserves a second chance, you gave us all one." From Ryan.

"He's had his second chance and he blew it, but we should be benevolent. We
owe you everything Dad, if it is good enough for you and Adam it's good
enough for Big John and I."

The remainder of the boys nodded in agreement with Tim's comment.

"Matt I won't take him back with any dissenting voices. Yes or No?"

I could see Matt wanted to say no.

"I love and respect you more than anyone else in the world Jase, I think
you are wrong, but I'll say yes. We all have to look out for Adam though."

I laughed.

"You boys all look out for each other wherever you are this will be no
different."

The next day I brought Kent home. Adam gave him a big hug and led him off
to his room. Ryan had moved back in with Matt and once again I had lost my
bed mate.

I think it was nearly a year before Kent won all his brothers over. Matt
was the last one but he gave in after a spectacular performance from Kent
at one of the boys schools. He had taken our mini bus to collect a bunch of
the others from school one day when he finished early. Waiting in the car
park he saw several older boys bullying a younger one. He waded in, gave
out a couple of black eyes and several bloody noses picking up a black eye
and bloody nose himself. The boy being bullied was Big John.

"If any of you touch any of my brothers again I will hunt you down like
animals and thrash you into unconsciousness."

With that he piled all the boys into the bus and drove them home. When Tiny
Tim heard he went ballistic and wanted to hunt the bullies down straight
away. Result though was Kent had the most powerful ally in the house. Tim
was now 220 pounds and it was a very brave or very stupid man that tangled
with him. I was pleased and was able to give him a real present a couple of
months later when we went to court and he became the fourteenth Daniels
boy.

I had to start giving more lectures. I had thirteen more boys to put
through college. Mrs. Pratt took care of domestics along with her
husband. We had two more full time staff who looked after the major grounds
and house maintenance. The boys all helped with chores the same as a normal
house and Matt was a more than adequate house father when I was away. The
home didn't suffer too much either because I was away for only a couple of
days at a time normally.

The home became a bit of a show piece and local authorities across the
state were sending people to look and then going away to try to emulate my
programme. They all realised that not only was I rehabilitating a lot of
boys, but I was doing it for far less money than they were with them having
considerably lower success rates.

A small trauma occurred at the end of that school year. Ryan's grades
weren't good enough for medical school, so no doctor for him. He took a lot
of loving before we pulled him out of his depression but the result was
college to study for a career in Social Services. He realised he could be
just as useful to the abused doing a job like Jane Simms did. We had a
wonderful summer building and equipping a gym on the grounds and all of us
taking off for a couple of weeks at a backwoods cabin. I got it twice
because I thought it would be good for the boys from the home as well.

Puting on a false pout, Matt said to me, "Not fare Jase, you get two
holidays."

We laughed and split the holiday. The boys came back singing Matt's
praises, I felt quite jealous. Not really, quite proud would be a better
description of my feelings. Physically and sexually abused kids didn't take
to people easily.

What a long way my eldest son had come from the abused fourteen year old I
had fallen in love with in the headmaster's study the day we first met.


Jase tells you his story in the last chapter.