Date: Wed, 3 Apr 2019 23:19:58 +0800
From: Fist Bump <supbrodie101@gmail.com>
Subject: Foster slut chapter 5

Chapter 5


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Twenty minutes later I was freshly showered and Dave, Ryan and I were
downstairs having breakfast. After Ryan's turn in the shower he came out
with just a towel wrapped around his waist. He looked mighty delicious.
With beads of water still clinging to his gorgeous tanned body, he looked
ready to be licked. I was about to walk towards him when suddenly there was
a knock at the door.


"Hey guys, come down. Breakfast is ready." I didn't even realize Dave was
awake, let alone cooking breakfast, did he hear me and Ryan when we were
fucking? As if reading my thoughts, "Don't worry, he couldn't have heard
us." Ryan said with a wink. I don't know why but I felt relieved by that.
It's not like Dave would be mad that Ryan and I got busy, it's just that I
like to be fair with the both of them. They took great care of me, and I
want to do the same for the both of them. "Well, you better make that
shower quick." Ryan said.


Over the table, Dave asked me how I slept and I told him that I slept
great. But not trusting Ryan, with a raised brow, he turned to him and gave
him as suspicious look as if he had done something dubious. Ryan just
snickered, not saying anything but giving Dave a smirk that said, "I aint
telling you shit." Dave just rolled his eyes. It's really fun to watch
these two handsome cops act like man-childs. It's kinda cute.


Turning serious, Dave turned back to me. "Listen, Lucas. Last night before
I went to sleep I called my friend from the social services and told her
about you." Suddenly everything turned gray. How could I forget? Because of
all the fun last night I had completely forgotten that I'm basically
homeless now. Why do I always forget this? My face fell from the sudden
dose of reality but then I felt Dave's hand on my shoulder. "But hey don't
worry, kid. You're in good hands. I promised you I'll make sure you'll be
with an awesome family didn't I?" He said. It was really sweet and all, him
trying to cheer me up but that's not the reason why I was devastated. The
truth is, I wanted to stay. With him and Ryan. Sure, I just met them last
night, and they're still practically strangers to me, but they took care of
me and I know deep in my heart that they are not bad people. It may seem
crazy and naive, but I've really grown attached to them.


Before I knew it, my eyes were wet with tears and Dave was right beside me.
"Hey, Lucas. Look at me." He lifted my chin and looked me right in the
eyes. "What's wrong?" His bright blue eyes were staring right at my soul
and in that moment I couldn't keep it in. I had to be honest.


"I uhhhh.. I'm just sad because I wanted to stay with you." Dave and Ryan
looked at each other for a few seconds before turning back to me. With
their worried faces staring back at me, I couldn't help it so I looked
away. I already know what they will say. Dave gave a deep sigh and said,
"I'm sorry, kid. But you can't. We' work in the force. We can't keep you."
>From my periphery, I saw Ryan stand up from his seat and walk towards me.
Now they were both on either side of me. "Yeah, sorry kid. But don't worry,
like Dave said you'll be with an awesome family this time. I will also make
sure of that. Besides, this won't be the last time you see us." Ryan said.
That's when I looked up. Was he serious? Dave and Ryan were looking at me
with small smiles. "That's right," Dave confirmed. "You're free to visit us
anytime. Or we'll come visit you in your new house. Either way." Yes! Oh
yes! With great joy I jumped onto Dave's lap and hugged him tightly as I
repeatedly said, "Yes! Yes! Yes!" into his ear. It caught Dave by surprise
and he laughed at me for a few seconds before hugging me back tightly as
well. After several moments of us hugging I sat back and gave his handsome
face and long hard look. I could really fall in love with him. He had never
been more handsome at that moment. Freshly showered, he smelled divine. I
stared at him, completely captivated by his rugged beauty, and marveled at
how lucky I was that I have a man like Dave to watch and take care of me.
Suddenly, the moment changed, what was once excitement turned into heat. I
saw the moment Dave's eyes glazed over and turn to my lips. Just that look
was enough to make my cock twitch and come to life in my pants. I opened my
mouth and slowly, I leaned closer and closer until I felt Dave's luscious
lips press against mine.


This never gets old. Dave's kisses never fail to enthrall me. I breathe him
in, trying to get his scent, before deepening the kiss. I opened my mouth
more and not long after I felt Dave's tongue dart inside my mouth. I
whimpered from the pleasure. It's like I was electrified by his tongue. I
had my mouth open wide and I was gasping onto his mouth. It was just too
intense. He sucked on my tongue, then he went to kiss and bite my lips
before going back again to suck my tongue. He did that for minutes, just
nipping, licking, sucking at everything in my mouth. But sometime after,
much to my dismay, he reluctantly pushed me away. "Fuck, Lucas. We can't
get too excited. We have to get you to the station." I sat back and waited
a few beats to calm down before I looked at Dave. He had swollen lips and a
glazed look on his face. I'm guessing I looked the same too. He's right. We
just got too excited there. We chuckled to each other. I got up from his
lap and stood before returning to my seat. I looked at Ryan to see him with
a smirk, he totally watched my liplock with Dave. And judging by the
bulging hardon he had in his pants, I'm assuming he enjoyed it too.


"Anyway, before you interrupted me," Dave said to me with a smile. "My good
friend from the social services, Claire, said she wanted to meet you. She
already contacted a couple not far from here and she said that the couple
are willing to take you in. Matter of fact, scratch that. Excited to take
you in. But before that she wants to talk to you about your previous home.
Specifically about your foster dad. She said she will make sure they will
be crossed off from the foster system because of what they did to you."


"Oh, wow. Thank you." I was astounded, I couldn't even believe it. I didn't
even know they could do that. I just assumed they would be given a new
foster kid. Well, that's good, I guess. It's nice to know that no other kid
will go through that house and be berated and criticized for being gay.
Then I suddenly remembered Max and I just felt bad. His parents may have
been assholes to me but he treated me like a real brother. He was kind and
being an only child, he said that he was always lonely. He said that having
a new brother was the only good thing he looked forward to in that house. I
just feel bad that he won't have one anymore. All because he had shitty
parents.


"Are you okay?" Ryan asked. He must have sensed I was getting sad. "Yeah,
yeah. I'm fine." I answered. "So, do you wanna hear about your new foster
parents?" Dave then asked. This suddenly made me excited. I'm still in awe
of how fast everything went. I've been in the foster system for eight years
now and one thing I know about the system is that it takes a long time to
be transferred and be taken in by a new foster family. There's just a lot
of processing and documents that goes through it. So I'm really amazed at
how everything had worked today. Dave must have pulled some pretty big
strings. If it was possible, it made me love him even more.


"So your new parents will be a thirthy-something couple living twenty
minutes from here. High-school sweethearts who got married five years ago.
Anyway, they applied to be foster parents because after trying and trying
to have a baby, just a year ago they found out that Julie, is infertile.
Now Mark, the husband, who works as a fireman in the city, suggested that
they adopt so they applied for the foster system just six months ago.
You'll be their first foster child." I was about to say something when Dave
raised a finger and stopped me. "Don't worry, they know you're a fifteen
year old kid. And they're okay with that. In fact, they want it. They said
in their file that they actually prefer a grown kid because a baby will
just depress Julie." Dave said with a concerned look on his face. "Claire
said Julie went through depression right after she found out and has only
started to get better a few months ago." Well, that explains it. Poor woman.


"But don't let that bring you down, kid. Claire said that they're excited
to meet you. Since it's Saturday, they're both free from work and you'll be
meeting them at one in the afternoon after your appointment with Claire."
Wow. I was feeling a lot of emotions. Do I feel excited? Yes. Very much.
But it's still bittersweet. I turned to look at Dave, his handsome face,
his piercing blue eyes and his luscious red lips that I could lick and kiss
all day. Then there is Ryan on my other side, looking like a latino model
from Playboy magazines, with his lovable brown eyes and full lips that were
always on a cocky smirk. Looking at my two saviors, I was hit again with a
massive sense of grief. I'd be leaving them. That's what makes this whole
thing bittersweet.


But no. I feel like I've been down for too long now and that shit just
makes me exhausted. I'm tired of being sad. Yes, I may not see Dave and
Ryan as often as I would, but once I've settled down in my new foster home
I will damn try my best to visit them as often as possible. Besides, they
said I could visit them whenever right? So this really won't be the last
time we would see each other. Hell, they might even kick me out because I
visit them too much. But I don't think that will ever happen. This thing we
have, this relationship is just too strong for that. So I made a promise. I
grabbed both their hands and put them in lap. "I promise I will visit you
always." I said to both Dave and Ryan. I squeezed their hands so they would
know that I am dead serious. They gave me bright smile, well atleast Dave
did. Ryan gave me a smirk. The fucker. I would love to kiss that smirk off
of that handsome face. I felt Dave squeeze my hand back and look at me with
a loving smile before saying, "Thanks. I'll hold you to your promise," Then
taking my hand, he then proceeded to put them in his crotch. "Because there
will be no one else to take care of this." He crushed my hand against his
crotch and I felt his growing cock harden in my hand. With wide eyes, I
looked at Dave and the lustful look he gave me was just too much. Too
intense. I let out a silent moan. Which in turn made Dave's cock twitch.
"Fucking hell, kid. If we have the time I'd grab you and I'll make you
scream in my bedroom." Dave's words chilled me. I shivered and I got
goosebumps all over my body. "But we need to get ready. Claire's meeting
you in an hour." That woke me up a little bit. Dave took my hand again and
moved it away from his crotch. Damn, that's not enough. I wanted more. I
cleared my throat and looked at the clock and I saw that it was almost
eleven. Shit, where did the time go? Dave stood up and started clearing the
table. It's funny how suddenly he was all business and rushing the get
things in order when not even ten seconds ago I was just fondling his cock.
"Ryan come on, we have to be on the road in twenty." Dave said to Ryan.
Ryan was still comfortably sitting at the table and was looking like he had
no plans of standing up. Aside from that, he was making a face, a sad face,
one that a kid wears when he was not given candy. It was hilarious. "What's
wrong with you?" Clearly confused, Dave asked Ryan.


Ryan looked at me and smirked. "I want a kiss and some cock-fondling too
before we go." I couldn't contain my laughter. I heard Dave snort and soon
after we were laughing at Ryan's childishness. He wants a kiss? I'll give
him a kiss. I stood up, slowly walked a few steps towards him where he was
sitting down, then sat on his lap. He was looking at me, clearly enjoying
the slow approach. When I've fully sat down on his lap, he put his hands on
my waist and he started caressing me. Being a bit higher than him in this
position, he was looking up at me. I looked at his full, supple lips, which
were slightly opened and moist because he had just licked them. Then I
looked back at his eyes and I was captivated again. His eyes were a
complete contrast to Dave's bright blue ones. But Ryan's brown eyes had the
same power to hold me still and captivate me. Reaching my hand, I caressed
his cheek while I stared at his eyes. "You're so fucking handsome." Our
faces being inches apart, our breaths mingled, and as I said those words he
let out a moan. Leaning closer, I didn't avert my gaze away from his eyes.
I inched closer and closer until our lips were a hairsbreadth away from
each other. But instead, I didn't press my lips against his. I opened my
mouth and darted my tongue out and started licking upwards from his chin,
to his bottom lip, to his top lip, up to the tip of his nose. I watched him
close his eyes and moan deeply as I felt his cock twitch uncontrollably
from where I was sitting on his lap. After a few seconds he opened his eyes
again and his eyes told me that he enjoyed that immensely. "Fuuuuuck,
baby." He whimpered. I looked down at his lips again and I was enthralled
as I saw the wet trail of my tongue on his lips. Then before I know it, he
surprised me by licking his lips. I watched as his tongue darted out and
reached for the wet trail of my spit, intent on tasting me from his lips. I
felt my cock twitch in my pants and I realized that my cock is as hard as
Ryan's. It seemed like there was nothing else to do at that moment so I
crushed my lips against his, moved my hand from his cheek, grabbed his
cock, and started fondling. He grunted from my sudden move, but after a few
seconds he was already giving his best to reciprocate my intense kiss.


We were both moaning, what was once a passionate kiss was quickly turning
into aggressive liplock. Ryan was clearly enjoying it. Both of our mouths
were wet with each other's spit, our tongues fighting for dominance, all
the while I was fondling his thick latino cock. It was all so erotic. I was
in so much heat. But we do have to get ready, it's a big day. We need to
get moving. After a few minutes I gently I moved my hand away from his cock
and slowed down the kiss. After a few beats, Ryan and I were leaning our
foreheads together and we were breathing heavily. Then we looked at each
other and smiled lovingly at one another. "Damn, kid. You're dangerous."
Ryan said playfully. I chuckled before looking around. That's when I
realized that Dave had gone. Probably upstairs already getting ready.
Getting off his lap, I smiled at Ryan, who was still slouched on the chair,
hair rumpled, lips swollen, cheeks flushed, and still wearing that cocky
smirk. Fuck me, he never looked sexier. I couldn't help it, I gave him one
last peck before walking away to go upstairs and get ready.


An hour later I was in a conference room at the police station. I was
introduced to Claire, who I was surprised to see because she doesn't look
like one of the social workers I've met before. Hell, she doesn't look like
a social worker period. She was beautiful. She was dressed professionally,
a blazer and a skirt, which accentuated her model-like figure, her blonde
hair tied into a ponytail, and no make-up. Okay, maybe a bit of lipstick
and powder but that's pretty much it. In my opinion, she didn't even need
them. She looked like she belonged in a magazine. I'm just saying, I know I
like men, but I can still see a gorgeous woman when I see one.


I was introduced to her by Ryan, not by Dave, which confused me because I
thought she was Dave's friend. But soon after, I realized that it was okay
since Ryan was a friend of hers too. I guess working as a cop, you're bound
to meet lots of people. But what struck me odd was when she asked Ryan
where Dave was, Ryan lied. He said Dave was still at home when thruthfully,
Dave excused himself to his office right after we got to the station. I
didn't really know what his deal was, so I decided to just keep quiet.


Soon after introductions were made, Claire led me to the conference room
where for almost an hour, she asked me questions about everything. From my
parents, my father's imprisonment, my first foster home, my second, my
third, and so on. She was very kind, not condescending unlike most of the
social workers who handled me. She was also very respectful when asking
questions, not one moment did I feel like she was being intrusive to my
personal life. She respected my privacy, didn't force me to say things that
were personal, and she offered consolations when I told her about the tough
times I've had in the foster system. But when we got to the most pressing
issue, Max's father, my previous home, she definitely got serious. I could
tell that what happened displeased her a lot. She told me that Dave had
told her the story over the phone but she asked me to tell her again from
my perspective. So I did.


I told her about how the parents pretty much didn't care about me, and how
the father was an asshole to me. I told her that everytime a social worker
makes one of their check-up visits, he would smile about and pretend
everything's good but behind closed doors he was a surly piece of shit who
treats me like a maid. When I finished, I knew she was officially mad. "I'm
sorry, Lucas. That's not how it was supposed to be." She offered kindly.
"Don't worry, I'll make sure everyone knows about this so every agency in
the state could cross them off their list."


After that she veered the conversation towards my new parents. She told me
the same details Dave had told me earlier and she also said that they're
great people because she picked them herself. But there was a slight change
of plans. Turns out Julie, my new foster mom, was called to the hospital
where she worked as a nurse for an emergency so she will be unable to meet
me at the station and that Mark will be the only one to fetch me and bring
me home. Claire told me not to worry because Julie will be at home waiting
for me and Mark. I was feeling a bit overwhelmed by all of the changes when
Claire asked me if I'm ready to meet Mark. What?! He's already here? Like I
could meet him right now? Suddenly my palms got sweaty and started to get
nervous. What if he didn't like me? What if he sees me and changes his
mind? A million other questions were rushing through my mind and I could
feel my heart beating loudly in my chest. Claire said that Mark arrived
just about fifteen minutes ago while Claire and I were still talking. So I
can meet him when I'm ready. "Don't be nervous, Lucas. I know this is scary
but you got nothing to worry about. Mark will love you." Claire said. I
looked at her and I believed her. Well, being that beautiful I would've
believed anything she said. But her gentle smile and her comforting
personality helped a lot. At that moment I knew I could trust her. So with
a deep breath, I clasped my hand and told her I'm ready.


Turns out I was not ready. Not ready at all. Right after I told Claire I'm
ready to see Mark she gave me a nod, stood up and went out of the
conference room. I was left alone for almost a minute before the door
opened again and it was like the world suddenly stopped turning because in
comes one of the most handsome man I've ever seen in my life. He was tall,
probably as tall as Dave at six foot three. He was muscular, two hundred
pounds atleast. But what took my breath the most was his handsome face. He
had very dark brown hair and bright green eyes. With a straight nose, full
lips and pearly white teeth. God, he's beautiful. He had the face and a
physique of a Roman god. He gave me a brilliant smile, and fuck me, he had
dimples. He walked towards me I had my eyes directly on him all the way.
When he got near me I stood up and we shook hands. Wow, he's really strong.
I was still staring up at his handsome face, completely mesmerized that I
didn't even hear him when he opened his mouth. It only occured to me after
a few seconds that he said something to me. "Oh, uhhh... sorry what was
that?" He laughed, which was the most adorable sound in the world, before
saying, "I said it's really nice to meet you, Lucas. Julie and I been
looking forward to this for so long." I couldn't believe it. This
magnificent stud is going to be my dad? Fuck. Me.


"I'll give you two some time to formally talk." Claire said from the door.
I didn't even realize she came in with Mark. My eyes just focused on Mark
and no one else the moment I saw him. She closed the door and now it was
just Mark and I alone in the conference room. My heart suddenly started
beating loudly again and I didn't know how to talk. Thankfully, Mark
initiated the conversation. "Julie said to tell you that she's sorry she
couldn't be here. Technically, it was her day off but there was an
emergency at the hospital and they got short of staff so she got called
in." I wasn't bothered at all. "Uhhh... it's fine. Claire said she was a
busy woman. I completely understand." I said to Mark with a smile. Which he
reciprocated with a smile of his own. My heart skipped a beat. Damn, I need
to control myself. "Yeah, ain't that the truth. She's actually busier than
me. If you can imagine. So mostly it was just me at home. But now you're
here so it's the two of us!" He said excitedly. "We're gonna have so much
fun, Lucas. We can watch movies, play ball outside, go out, whatever you
want." I couldn't help but feel excited as well. I gave him a brilliant
smile and all of my earlier negative thoughts have started to fade away now
that I got to see him.


After that the conversation went very smoothly, I found that it was really
nice to talk to Mark. He was naturally funny without trying and he had a
lovable personality. He told me all about himself, I learned that he just
turned thirty-two and has worked at the nearby fire station for almost nine
years now. He told me that being a firefighter was his ultimate dream since
he was a kid. So he applied right after graduating college. We talked about
other things, about Julie, about how they met in high-school, how they got
married five years ago, including their tough situation a year ago when
Julie found out she was infertile.


"I'm really sorry." I said to Mark. He gave me a small smile and said,
"Don't worry about it, Lucas. We've moved on. It was hard for Julie at
first but she's gotten better," He grinned at me for a few seconds and I
couldn't help doing the same. "And like I said, you're here now. We're
gonna have so much." Right then I finally believed him. It's really
heartwarming to have people excited to have you. This is the first time
that's ever happened to me. Every time I was transferred to a new home it
was always uneventful with no warm introductions unlike this. They just put
me in a new family and I'm just supposed to start being a part of it. But
now I have this, I have Mark, and I couldn't believe it. I've never been
happier. I look at Mark and I see excitement and love in his eyes. He
accepts me, I can see it clearly in his eyes. I couldn't help but become
emotional. Tears formed in my eyes and I looked away.


"Hey, buddy. What's wrong?" He stood up from his seat and walked before
kneeling in front of me. I was still on my seat and I could feel his hand
rest against my shoulder. "Did I say something wrong? I'm sorry, Lucas." I
heard the concern in his voice and it killed me that I was making him
worried. I gently wiped my tears and looked back at him before giving him a
small smile and grabbing his neck and giving him a big hug. He let out a
big sigh as I said, "No, nothing's wrong. I'm just really happy. Thank you
for taking me." This calmed him down and I've never felt more content as we
hugged each other tightly for a long time. After that I gently moved back
and stared at his green eyes. "Really. Thank you, Mark." I said with as
much sincerity as I could muster. I wanted to convey to him how grateful I
truly was. He stared back at me and gave me a genuine smile and I just had
to do it. Following an impulse, I leaned closer and gave him a kiss on the
cheek. It was an innocent kiss, meant to be given out of nothing but love
and admiration, but when I leaned back to look at him, his expression had
changed and there was a different gleam in his eyes. A kind of twinkle, as
he stared back at me wide-eyed. It was something small, miniscule.
Something that could easily be overlooked. But I saw it in his eyes,
whatever that was. What happened? Was the kiss too much? I didn't know what
it was, and I couldn't explain it.  But just as I was about ask what's
wrong, it was gone already. He schooled his expression and I saw his mouth
slowly turn into a smile before he hugged me tightly against his chest. Oh,
he smelled so good. Musky and all man. I put my arms around his neck and he
had his around my back. We just stayed connected like that for a several
beats, and I knew, I was finally at peace. I knew this was the start of
something new.