Care
By Li'l Ninja
nifty_little_ninja@proton.me
https://LittleNinja.world

Super serious disclaimer: The characters and events in this story are entirely fictional. Any possible resemblances to real-life people or events within this story are purely coincidental, I swear! This story contains naughty things that you might find...well... naughty. If naughty stuff offends you or it is illegal for you to read in your state, country, town, city, or whatever, then bugger off elsewhere! - Or just use a VPN or something - If not, then grab a box of tissues [for your eyes, you dirty sod!] and let's get started.

A Note From The Ninja: A Note From The Ninja: For those of you who decided not to read the last chapter, Darren and Jerry are the names of the two men who had captured Dylan and Declan. Furthermore, Darren was the one who was a seriously fucked up psychopath. Also, sorry this chapter is a few days late.

Check out the blurb and photo for this chapter @ https://littleninja.world/stories/care/chapter-12-what-now

Chapter 12: What Now?

Previously:

Saturday, 15th December 1990 - Twin Rescue Day

"Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!" Dylan screamed out with tears streaming down his face until there was a loud repetitive pounding noise.

"Fuck!" Darren said looking at Jerry as he dropped Declan to the floor. He knew exactly what the pounding noise was.

Suddenly, the front door to the house swung open and a stream of armed officers stampeded in screaming and shouting.

"Get down on the ground!"

"Drop your weapons and get down on the ground now!"

"Drop your weapons!"

Jerry dropped his gun to the floor and kneeled down with his hands behind his head. He then looked over at his friend who still hadn't moved.

"Drop your weapons and get down on the ground right now!"

Jerry's eyes widened as he knew what Darren was about to do.

"Darren don't – "

A deafening bang echoed off of the walls as blood sprayed everywhere. A moment later Darren's lifeless body dropped to the ground as a huge puddle of blood quickly spread around him.

Continued:

***

Sunday, 16th December 1990 – After The Rescue

Chase slowly opened his eyes and yawned sleepily before looking over at the clock next to him. It was almost midday. The boys were up very late the night before, giving statements to the police. And even when they had gotten into bed, Chase, especially, found it hard to get to sleep due to the events he had witnessed only hours earlier. He was also incredibly upset knowing that he would never see the twins again. Although paramedics were on the scene, he was unable to get a straight answer from anyone about whether Declan was dead or not. Although, he had managed to get confirmation that Dylan was going into emergency foster care somewhere in Manchester... Manchester, that's nearly one hundred miles away from where he was. He wasn't even given the opportunity to say a proper goodbye either.

Chase looked over to his best friend who was still asleep and hugging him tightly.

"Miles... Miles... Wake up, Man," Chase said as he gently shook his friend awake. Miles murmured something unintelligible. "Com'on, Miles. It's nearly midday already."

"Uhhh," Miles moaned sleepily as he slowly opened his eyes. "Morning, Chase," he said in a groggy voice. Chase couldn't help but smile at how cute his best friend looked when he had just woken up.

"Morning. Com'on, you need to release your death grip on me. I really need to pee," Chase said with a smile. He loved being cuddled by his friend like this but he was really going to pee himself if he didn't make it to the toilet quickly.

"Oh, sorry," Miles said with a shy smile before releasing the tight grip he had on his best friend, allowing him to use the en suite bathroom.

"Oh wow. That was fucking great," said a relieved-looking Chase as he came back into Miles' bedroom before slipping his undies off. He then rummaged through his rucksack and pulled out a fresh set of clothes and got dressed before heading towards the bedroom door.

"Where are you going?" Miles asked in a worried tone.

"Hey, Man, chill. I'm not leaving you or going anywhere. I'm just fucking starving and need to get some breakfast,"

"Oh, uh, sorry," Miles said. He knew he had been clingy and overprotective of his best friend since he had gotten him back. But he couldn't bare even the thought of losing him again. "Can you wait for me though, please? I just need to get dressed," he asked meekly.

"Only if you don't mind me ogling you while you do," Chase answered with a cheeky smile.

"You do that any chance you get anyway," Miles taunted back. Although he knew that Chase had a huge crush on him, the two boys had known each other for years and had seen one another naked so many times before and it really didn't bother either of them.

"Guilty as charged," Chase said back with a huge grin on his face. "Com'on then... Let's see the goods."

"You're such an ass," Miles said with a chuckle as he got off his bed and dropped his briefs. Chase let out a wolf whistle. "Such an ass," Miles repeated with a shake of his head before heading over to his drawers and picking out some clean clothes.

"It's not my fault that you're so fucking hot," Chase said, still grinning. He really did love the banter that he and Miles had. It was one of the many, many reasons why he loved him so much. Miles just smiled and shrugged a little. Although he loved Chase like a brother, he enjoyed the compliments that he received from him and the slight ego boost he got from it.

Miles turned to Chase with a grin on his face before putting his legs through a pair of green briefs and pulling them up in the most seductive way he could, while swaying his hips slightly. It took everything he had to not burst out laughing when he saw the look on Chase's face.

"Oh you fucker," Chase said as he felt his jeans starting to tent.

"What's wrong?" Miles asked in the most innocent tone he could muster but it was impossible to hide the grin that was forcing its way onto his face.

"You know what, you wanker!" Chase said. Although, he certainly saw the funny side and couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

"I bet you wish that you were the wanker right now though, huh, Boner Boy?" Miles teased before bursting out with laughter. Chase couldn't help but laugh along with him and couldn't believe how lucky he was to have Miles as his best friend. He had been feeling very upset and angry before he saw Miles at the police station. But it didn't take his best friend long to have him smiling a little again and by the time they had gotten to Miles' house he was feeling a lot better. He knew it was going to take a long time to fully get over what had happened but he knew his best friend was going to be there to support and help him through it. "Com'on then. Let's go get some food," Miles said with a grin on his face as he had just finished slipping on the rest of his clothes.

"But I can't go downstairs like this," Chase said as he looked down at his still tenting jeans before he realised that he had well and truly been set up by his best friend.

"You afraid my mum or brothers will see your little peener?" Miles teased with a giggle. "They've seen a lot more of you than that anyway."

"Oh, you fucker. I'm so going to get you back for this you know," Chase said. Although he couldn't help but giggle along with his friend.

"I know, but it will be worth it. Now com'on, I'm starving."

Once at the kitchen, the two best friends saw Oliver and Jacob sitting at the table. However, Jacob was looking upset and his slightly older brother, Oliver had his arm around him and was comforting him quietly.

"Hey, what's up, little dudes?" Miles asked, startling the boys who hadn't seen them standing in the kitchen doorway.

"Oh, er, hey Miles. Hey Chase," Oliver said with a sad smile.

"Hi," was all that Jacob said, with a sniffle.

"Jakey, what's wrong, Little Man?" Miles asked in a concerned tone. He assumed it had something to do with the events of the previous day. But both his younger brothers seemed fine before they went to bed. In fact, they were happy that Chase was back and excited that he was staying the night, too. However, Jacob didn't reply.

"He had a bad dream and... Er... Well... He kinda wet the bed," Oliver answered for his younger brother, whose bottom lip was quivering, before pulling him into his hug a little tighter.

"Hey, Jakey," Miles said as he went to sit next to his youngest brother to comfort him, "it's nothing to worry about, Little Man. You're only 4 years old and – " he began to say before being shocked to hear Jacob interrupting him.

"I'm 4-and-a-half, Miles," Jacob said in an annoyed tone as he pouted at his oldest brother. However, Miles couldn't help but smile at his youngest brother, who had no idea how adorable his angry little pout made him look.

"Sorry, sorry... I mean 4-and-a-half. But anyway, it's normal for boys your age to have accidents, Jacob," Miles said reassuringly as he gave Jacob's shoulder a little squeeze.

"But Mummy said that I have to wear nappies or pull-ups for a while in case it happens again," Jacob said as tears began to run down his cheeks. He had been out of nappies and not had any nighttime accidents for quite some time now and he felt proud of how much of a big boy he was. However, that stupid nightmare had stomped on that and he hated the idea of having to wear nappies again.

"It's okay, Jacob," Chase said as he came to sit at the table, directly across from the youngest boy. Luckily his boner was pretty much gone now so he no longer had to hide himself behind the kitchen counter. "I was in nappies until I was like 6," he explained, hoping that it would cheer Jacob up.

"R-really?" Jacob asked in a shocked tone as he looked up at his blonde-haired idol. Even Oliver was looking at him with a slightly shocked expression.

"It's true," Miles confirmed. "You two would have been too young to remember." Jacob's crying stopped as he processed what he was being told.

"So you've only been out of nappies for, like two or three years?" Oliver asked curiously.

"Yeah. Well, I only wore them at night time and I mostly wore pull-ups. But yeah, I used to have accidents a lot," Chase said. He felt a little embarrassed admitting it to the two younger boys. But if it helped cheer little Jacob up then he didn't mind at all. Miles smiled warmly at him as he could see his youngest brother had stopped crying and was perking up a little.

"So I'm not a little baby for having accidents then, Chase?" Jacob asked with a hopeful smile.

"Not at all, Jakey," Chase said with a comforting smile. "It's like Miles just said, it's normal for boys your age to have accidents and it certainly doesn't make you a baby," he said. Jacob wiped his tears away with the back of his hand and gave Chase a smile, before hopping off his seat and giving Chase a big hug.

"Do you want peanut butter on toast for breakfast, Chase?" Miles said as he stood up from the table.

"Oh, yeah man! Thanks," Chase said excitedly. He felt Jacob's small arms break their embrace. He looked down at the young boy who beamed up at him happily before he pulled up the chair next to Chase and sat down. Chase couldn't help but find the way that Miles' two younger brothers looked up to him adorable. He always wished he had a brother. But he had known Jacob and Oliver since they were babies and, although they weren't blood-related, he saw them as his own little brothers and treated them as if they were, too.

"Err, Chase?" Oliver asked inquisitively in a quiet tone, hoping Miles, who was on the other side of the kitchen making toast, wouldn't hear him.

"Yeah?" Chase replied questioningly. He knew that tone of voice and it was usually followed by being asked something embarrassing.

"Can we... Uh... Talk to you alone and ask you some questions about, er, some stuff later please?" Oliver asked, still trying to keep his voice low.

"Yeah, sure. Of course," Chase said happily.

"Uhh, just us three though please, Chase," Jacob said nervously.

"Yeah, just us three," Oliver added.

"Er, okay," Chase replied cautiously. He had absolutely no idea what the two young boys wanted to talk to him about. At first, he thought it might have something to do with what they were just talking about. But that didn't make any sense. Why would they not want their big brother there also? They shared everything with their big brother. They idolised him, too.

"What are you three whispering about?" Miles said with a smirk as he approached the table with two plates of peanut butter on toast and setting one down in front of his best friend and then sitting opposite him.

"Woah, how much toast?" Chase said as he counted five slices on each plate. Although, he was kind of hoping that he could make Miles forget about the question he just asked.

"I guessed you might be as hungry as I am," Miles said with a small shrug of his shoulders.

"Aooohww, you didn't make us any?" Jacob moaned sadly.

"Sorry. But you didn't ask for any, Jacob," Miles said. He would have made some for his brothers if they asked. But he assumed they had already had breakfast and didn't want anything else.

"It's okay, you can have one of my slices," Chase quickly said. "As much as I love peanut butter, I know how thick your brother spreads it and there is no way I can eat five slices of it on my own," he said truthfully.

"Thanks, Chase. You're the bestest!" Jacob said as he beamed up at his blonde-haired friend who passed him a slice of his toast.

"You want half, Oliver?" Jacob asked without hesitation.

"Yes please," Oliver answered with a smile. The two younger brothers shared practically everything and both Chase and Miles couldn't help but find them adorably endearing. However, the two younger boys were simply copying how Miles and Chase were together as they also always shared practically everything.

***

The police had tried to ask Dylan question after question the night before but he didn't say a single word to any of them. Fortunately, they had managed to get full statements from Chase and Miles and the house was full of evidence and footage of what the abusers had done to the boys. Therefore, it wasn't going to be an issue to get the one surviving man from the house convicted and put behind bars for the rest of his life. However, on the hours and hours of footage and the hundreds of photographs that the police had to painstakingly go through, they saw two other men appearing on occasion. There was an investigation launched to look into who these two men were in an attempt to try and track them down and prosecute them, too.

Dylan hadn't said a word since he got to his new emergency foster care. The parents had tried talking to him but he refused to say a single word. All he could think about was seeing what had happened to his brother. He couldn't believe he was gone and that he would never see him again. He hoped he would at least get to see Chase. He knew that Chase would comfort him and let him cry on him for as long as he needed. But after being taken on a very long car journey to his next foster home, Dylan was feeling isolated and scared. After his new foster parents got frustrated and fed up with talking to the boy and getting no reply, they told the two other boys that they were currently fostering and considering for adoption to take him to their room and play for a while. These two boys were twins.

"Why do you look so sad?" one of them asked, looking at the new boy curiously.

"Do you even speak?" the other one asked almost immediately after. The two boys inspected the silent boy for a while before seeing him nod his head ever so slightly. Dylan was surprised he wasn't crying. In fact, he hadn't shed a single tear since leaving the house he had spent several months trapped in and was finding life outside of the cage somewhat difficult to get used to.

"I'm George and this is Ben. We're twins," one of them said. However, hearing the word 'twins' made Dylan's stomach churn and his fists clench as he couldn't help but imagine the sight of Darren's blood pooling around his brother's lifeless body again. The twins looked expectantly at Dylan, making him shift uncomfortably on his new bed.

"What's your name?" Ben asked when it was apparent that the boy wasn't simply going to offer his name to them. They continued to look at him expectantly for a while longer.

"Dylan," he managed to finally say in little more than a whisper, causing his voice to crack due to it being the first time he had said a word for almost twelve hours.

"Er. Hi, Dylan. We're going to play. Do you want to join us?" Ben said. However, Dylan simply shook his head a little. "Oh," he said, sounding a little hurt.

"He looks tired," George whispered to Ben after picking up on the fact his brother sounded hurt.

"Yeah," Ben whispered back. "Okay, Dylan. If you want to join in, then you can," he then said.

"Thanks," Dylan croaked out as he tried to force a smile but simply couldn't. It was nice that the boys seemed to want to involve him in their games but he wasn't in any state of mind to do anything.

Dylan slumped down onto his side after the two twins had gone over to the far corner of the big shared bedroom where the toy boxes were. He sighed and tried to close his eyes but he couldn't. Every time he tried, he saw flashes of what had happened the previous night. He struggled to get himself comfortable on the soft mattress and began to become increasingly more frustrated as he wriggled and squirmed around on it. Finally, with a sigh, he sat up. He then removed the blanket on top of his bed and grabbed a pillow before climbing underneath his bed and getting comfortable.

George and Ben gave each other an odd look after watching Dylan's strange behaviour. They had seen a few other foster children pass through and, although it would usually take most of them a little while to adjust and would behave differently, they usually misbehaved and acted out and certainly never acted anything like Dylan was acting now.

"The new boy is weird," George whispered to his brother.

"Yeah. I don't think I like him," Ben whispered back. He really didn't like that, when he was trying to be nice to the new boy by asking him if he wanted to play with them, he didn't want to. It made him feel hurt and a little angry. Normally the other kids would want to join in and be friends right away. "I hope he goes soon."

"Maybe he just needs a little while to settle in," George suggested. He knew his brother was a lot more sensitive than he was and tended to get angry a little quicker than he did. But he didn't like that the new boy had made such a bad impression so soon.

"Maybe," Ben said in an unconvinced tone. "But if he doesn't soon then we're getting rid of him."

"Yeah. Okay then."

***

"Okay, you two. Out with it," Chase said in an amused tone. He had been dragged into Oliver and Jacob's bedroom as soon as Miles had gone for a bath to talk to him. Well, to ask him questions really. But the two young boys hadn't said a word and had just sat there blushing for the past couple of minutes and Chase couldn't help but find them adorable and funny. "Look, I know Miles takes ages in the bath. But I'm getting bored sitting here looking at you two tomatoes," he teased.

"You start," Jacob said in a meek tone as he looked at his older brother.

"Oh. Er. Well," Oliver started, "well, er, we wanted to talk to you about our, er, you know... Our b-boy p-parts," Oliver said as he turned a deeper shade of red.

"Oh shit, boys," Chase said in a shocked tone with the face to go with it. "Maybe you should be talking to your brother about this kind of thing. I mean, er, it's not really my place to talk to you about this stuff and... Well... You're both very young," he continued as he tried to compose himself.

"Yeah, but we know that you l-like b-boys and stuff and... Er..." Oliver said before trailing off while trying to find the words he wanted to say.

"Oh fuck," Chase said. He was about to carry on but found himself being interrupted.

"Don't swear, Chase," Jacob said firmly with his adorable little pout. Chase couldn't help but smile and blush at the fact that he had just been told off by a 4-year old. Well, a 4-and-a-half-year-old.

"Shit, sorry, Jacob. Ah... Crap... Sorry," Chase said as he got all flustered. However, he felt himself relax a little when he hears the two younger boys giggling at him. "Uh, sorry Jacob. But seriously, you two are way too young to be thinking about your sexuality," he said seriously. "Why... is there a boy at your school or something that you've seen or something?" Chase couldn't help but ask curiously.

"No-no-no, it's not anything like that, Chase. Well, maybe a little. But no," Oliver said. However, he couldn't help but think about what the older boy had just said. Although some of the words were confusing to him.

"Okay, so what is it then?" Chase asked curiously. Oliver seriously had him confused now.

"Uhh, well, Jacob sometimes sleeps in my bed with me and we cuddle," Oliver said before pausing for a moment to make sure he got the next part right.

"There's nothing wrong with that. You two are brothers and you're very close," Chase said sincerely. The two younger brothers were extremely close and he had seen them cuddled up together on the sofa watching cartoons or movies together many times, and it didn't surprise him that they would cuddle together when going to sleep sometimes. He sure knew that if he had a brother then he would want to do the same.

"Yeah, but... Jacob noticed that my... Er... You know... My thingy has started to go hard when we cuddle sometimes. Especially when I cuddle him from, er, from behind," Oliver finally managed to say as he blushed some more. Although he knew the conversation was going to get more awkward and he hoped that Jacob would step in soon and help him out, at least a little.

"Oh. Well, that's pretty norma – " Chase started to say in a relieved and reassuring voice. However, he was quickly interrupted.

"I made him show it to me and I touched it," Jacob quickly blurted out. Although he blushed a little, he had a happy smile on his face and sounded rather excited about the whole thing.

"Oh. Err. Okay. But – " Chase started to say before being cut off again.

"And it... It felt good, Chase. Like... Really good, Chase. It doesn't feel like that when I touch it myself," Oliver said, feeling a little more confident now that his little brother was joining in with the conversation.

Chase waited for a few moments to see if the boys had finished talking and weren't going to interrupt him again before saying, "That's still nor – " he was cut off again and couldn't help but shake his head and roll his eyes. He could remember the first time he had found out that someone touching you down there felt so much more different to when he did it himself. Although, he was at least a year older than Oliver when he had found out.

"He touched me too though and I didn't feel anything. Is there something wrong with one of us?" Jacob almost pleaded. He was already curious to find out that his brother's pee-pee got all stiff and stuff. But to find out that it made him moan and wriggle like he did when he touched it made him... Well, both of them, even more curious. However, when Jacob's pee-pee didn't get hard or didn't feel nice, the two young brothers were worried that something must be wrong with one of them.

"Oh, fuck... I mean... Shit, you guys, err..." Chase stuttered as he tried to process what the two young boys had told him and try to think about the best way to reply to them.

"I-i-is there something wrong with m-m-me, Chase?" Oliver pleaded as tears filled his eyes when he realised that the older boy wasn't replying. He was genuinely worried about why his pee-pee had started doing weird things recently and he didn't want to think that it was broken or something.

"Oh shit... No... No there's nothing wrong with you. It's just because you're getting older, Oliver. Your body is changing. It will change even more when you get older, too," Chase explained. However, the two young brothers didn't look convinced.

"You're just saying that," Oliver moaned in an unimpressed tone as he tried to hold his tears back.

"No-no-no it's – " Chase started to say before being cut off yet again.

"So is it something wrong with me then? Why doesn't my thingy go hard? And why doesn't it feel nice like Oliver's does?" Jacob said. He was the one to have tears building up in his eyes now.

"Oh for fuck's sake," Chase said in an exasperated voice as he wished he knew what to do and say. Oliver and Jacob were like little brothers to him and he hated seeing them upset. Furthermore, he hated not knowing what to say to help them.

"Don't swear!" Jacob almost shouted at him in a slightly angry tone. His emotions were taking over now and he could feel himself starting to tremble slightly.

"Oh for fuc... Goddammit," Chase said with a long sigh as he took a moment to try and think of a way to get back in control of this situation. The last thing he wanted was to make a mess of a situation where the two young brothers had come to him for help and advice and totally butcher it.

"What does yours do?" Oliver asked meekly as he could see that their blonde-haired friend was struggling and decided to ask some questions that he had.

"Oh. Err, well..." Chase said nervously as he was caught off guard by the boy's question. "Uhh... Well... Mine is like yours, Oliver," he decided to say.

"What... Yours goes stiff and stuff and... Like... Feels nice if someone touches it?" Oliver asks curiously, hoping that he had understood their older friend correctly.

"Uhh, well, yeah. But – " Chase began to say before being interrupted yet again.

"Aoowwhh, so it's mine that's broken then?" the youngest boy moaned in a sad voice.

"No-no-no-no. It's just that you're younger and yours will start to do the same soon," Chase tried to reassure Jacob before being shocked by what he heard next.

"Can... Can we see yours?" Oliver asked in a pleading voice as he gave the older boy his best puppy dog eyes. Although he had heard what Chase had told him, he didn't quite know what to think or believe and he wanted to see another boy's pee-pee. Except for his brothers, he had never seen another boy's thingy and strange things were happening with his and he just needed to know that he wasn't a freak or something,

"Uh... Well shit... I dunno..." Chase said. He was stunned by the question and really didn't know if it was a good idea.

"Yeah, can we please, Chase... Please?" Jacob also pleaded as he also gave the blonde-haired boy his own set of puppy dog eyes.

Chase sighed and took a few moments to think about the boys' request. He didn't feel shy about his body at all. However, they were so young and they were his best friend's brothers. Although they were clearly confused and upset and he didn't want two crying boys on his hands right now. So he spent a little while contemplating what he should do and whether showing the two young boys was really the best idea.

"Pleeeeeaseeee," Oliver said again as he continued his best wobbly, tear-filled puppy dog eyes at the older boy.

"Fine!" Chase sighed in defeat. If it would help get the boys over their issue then he decided it probably wasn't such a big deal. He had gone to much greater lengths to make the boys happy in the past.

"Yayyy!" Jacob and Oliver cheered out together before gathering a little closer around the older boy to get a good view and staring directly at Chase's crotch.

"Com'on then. I wanna see it," Jacob said in an excited but impatient tone once he had got himself into a comfortable viewing position.

"Uhhh. Okay. But you can't tell anybody about this... Especially not Miles. Okay?" Chase said as he started to wish that he hadn't agreed to do this. Both of the younger boys nodded in agreement before their eyes went straight back to Chase's crotch.

Deciding to get it over and done with as quickly as possible, Chase stood up and unbuttoned his jeans before quickly slipping them down to his knees along with his briefs, exposing his soft penis to the two young boys.

"Hmm," Oliver said curiously as he craned his neck forward a little to inspect the older boy's penis.

"It looks just like ours but just a bit bigger," the youngest boy, Jacob said as he cocked his head slightly to one side in curiosity.

"Yeah... It does," Said Oliver thoughtfully as he inspected Chase's boyhood closely, taking in its length, girth, the smooth skin, and the foreskin covering his glans, before inspecting his balls. Everything looked pretty much the same as he and his younger brother did. However, Chase was just bigger. But that was to be expected. He was only a year older than Jacob but he was still a bit bigger down there than him. So it made sense that a boy that was nearly four years older than he was to be bigger.

"Does it go stiff and you know..." Jacob started to say before reaching out and gently grabbing Chase's shaft in his small hand. "Go hard," he continued as Chase gasped at the unexpected touch of the young boy's hand around his penis. He quickly felt himself starting to react to the touch as Jacob gently rubbed the tip of his quickly stiffening dick between his thumb and forefinger before letting out a small moan. Chase's boyhood looked huge in comparison to the 4-year-old's small hands. However, he quickly saw the youngest boy's face drop with a sad expression as he let go of his nearly fully erect penis.

"Hey, Jakey, don't get upset. There's nothing wrong with you. I promise," Chase said in a reassuring tone. "I told you earlier, remember? It's just because you're young. Oliver's has only just started doing it, so yours will soon enough."

"You promise?" Jacob asked.

"I promise," Chase responded honestly before seeing Jacob smile and quickly grasping at his erection again, making him gasp loudly.

"Hey, I wanna play too," Oliver quickly protested as his hands joined his younger brother's hands in exploring and rubbing the older boy's genitals.

"Oh... Oh... F-f-fuck," Chase whimpered as the feeling of the two younger boys' hands all over his now incredibly hard boyhood sent jolts of energy throughout his whole body and he was just happy that he was already sitting down as he knew his knees would have already given up on him by now otherwise.

"His peanuts are bigger than ours too, look," Jacob said innocently as his hands moved to explore the feeling of Chase's larger testicles and enjoyed how they felt in his hands. He also enjoyed the low groan that their older friend let out.

"Yeah, and look at this, too," Oliver said as he gently pulled Chase's foreskin back over his glans and then pushed it back again, making the older boy squirm in pleasure.

"B-b-boys you neeee... You need to... St-st-sto... You need to stop," Chase said as the feelings of the two little boys exploring his balls and now rock-hard cock with their small soft hands quickly took over his pleasure senses.

"Look, It twitches when I do this," Oliver said as he squeezed at the fleshy toy in his hands.

"Yeah, but I wanna try this on you next time," Jacob said as his small hands cupped Chase's balls as he gently stroked them with his thumb, making the older boy's body jerk and shudder.

"Guys, stop," Chase said in a half-hearted tone as he lay down backwards. His hormones had fully taken over now and, although he knew this was wrong, he was enjoying the sensation too much to put up any real fight. "Oh, shit..."

"It feels really hard but really soft at the same time," Oliver said as he stroked up and down the rod in his hand.

"Yeah, it is weird," Jacob agreed as he joined in stroking the older boy's shaft. Chase could only gasp, moan, and wriggle around as he was now at the mercy of the two younger boys and his hormones. Although, it only took a few more minutes of the boys' small hands playing with him before he felt that familiar feeling building somewhere in his tummy.

"Do you think it feels the same to him like when I do it to you?" Jacob asked Oliver curiously as the two boys almost idly play with the older boy and discuss their curiosities.

"I think it seems kinda the same but – " Oliver started to reply however a loud, low moan from Chase cut him off.

"Ohhhhh shit. Don't stop... Please don't stop... Please," Chase moaned out as he feels one set of hands leave him quickly. The two young brothers looked at one another in shock and excitement. They hadn't expected their friend to act like this. And, although they knew that Oliver enjoyed the feeling of being rubbed like this, Chase seemed to be enjoying it a whole lot more than they had expected. Oliver nodded expectantly at Jacob, who quickly continued stroking and groping their older friend.

"Oh my... Oh shit..." Chase panted as his breathing became laboured and heavy before quickly becoming much more rapid. The two young boys continued working Chase's boyhood while they stared up, wide-eyed, at him, totally in awe at how their older friend was thrashing his head from side to side as his body writhed and convulsed in pleasure underneath their touches.

A few moments later, Chase's breathing became incredibly erratic as he put his fist in his mouth, bit down hard and let out a long and loud squeak while his entire body convulsed. The two young brother's eyes widened at the sight of their older friend thrashing about and his strange breathing and stopped what they were doing with their hands. A few moments later, Chase stopped thrashing around as he lay there breathing heavily.

"C-C-Chase... Are you okay? Did we hurt you?" Jacob asked as he felt himself quickly getting upset. He was scared by what he had just seen his older friend do and if it wasn't for the huge smile on his face, he would have already broken down crying thinking that they had hurt him somehow.

"Oh wow. That was incredible," Chase gasped as he grinned to himself. However, he then quickly started to feel incredibly guilty for what he had just done. "Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh, fuck..." he then said as he sat up and quickly pulled his briefs and jeans up.

"What? What? What's wrong, Chase? What's wrong? Did we hurt you?" Oliver asked in a panicked voice.

"No. No, you didn't. But shit, I shouldn't have let you do that. I'm so sorry," Chase said. He couldn't believe he had just let his best friend's two youngest brothers make him orgasm. He was near twice their age and he just knew it was wrong.

"What for?" Oliver asked curiously.

"Huh?"

"What are you sorry for? You helped answer our questions and you even let us see and touch your pee-pee. You're the bestest, Chase and you don't need to be sorry," Oliver explained. However, he still felt confused about what Chase had done a few moments ago and why he was apologising. Chase thought for a few moments as he decided what the best course of action would be.

"Uh... Well, you made me orgasm. And although it felt nice... It felt really, really nice, you're my best friend's little brothers and you're really young and I shouldn't have let you. I should have made you stop before it happened and I didn't and I'm a bad person and I'm sorry," Chase rattled out nervously, with a sad expression on his face. He decided that being honest and straightforward was going to be the best way of dealing with the situation.

"What's an organ-asm?" Jacob asked in an inquisitive tone, causing chase to smile at the young boy's innocence.

"It's an or-gasm," Chase explained. "As we were talking about... When you get... Er... When your pee-pee goes stiff and you rub or stroke it, or if someone else rubs or strokes it for you it feels nice. I know yours doesn't do that yet, Jakey. But it will do soon, I promise. Anyway, if you keep doing it, then it feels really, really incredible for a few seconds. It's like super intense and doesn't last long. But it's awesomely great. Well, that part is called an orgasm," Chase said. And although he could have worded it a lot better than he did, he hoped that he had gotten his point across. He then waited for the little boys' brains to process what he had just said as he watched the adorable and thoughtful expressions on their faces

"Oh, is that what happened to you when we thought we hurt you?" Oliver finally asked after taking a little while to think about what had just happened and what their older friend had just said.

"Yeah, exactly that, Oliver," Chase said as he smiled at the boy. He was very bright for his age. Well, all three of the brothers were intelligent. But Oliver and Jacob were incredibly inquisitive about everything, as many boys of their age are. However, their intelligence was a little more advanced than the average boy at their age.

"Wait..." Oliver said as he suddenly realised something. Chase couldn't help but grin as he saw the look on the young boy's face and he was almost certain he knew what he had figured out. "Does that mean that I can do an orgasm then?" he said excitedly.

"Maybe," Chase answered honestly. "But it might be a little while until it will happen yet. But if you're getting stiffies and it feels good when you touch it, then there's a good chance that you will be able to orgasm. If not, then you will be able to soon."

"Oh wow," Oliver said excitedly. "Can you make me do an orgasm then please, Chase?"

"No. No... Sorry, but no," Chase said firmly. Although he felt a little bad when he saw the sad look on Oliver's face.

"But... But why?" Oliver whined.

"I'm sorry Ollie. But you're my best friend's little brother and you're really young. It's just not right for me to be doing that kind of stuff with you. Like I said a minute ago, I shouldn't have let you make me orgasm and I feel terrible for not stopping you sooner," Chase explained. However, it didn't do much to cheer the boy up.

"I'll make you do an orgasm if you want, Oliver. I like playing with your thingy anyway," Jacob said in a sweet tone as he smiled at his older brother.

"Really?" Oliver asked in a hopeful tone. He loved that he and his brother had started playing around with that kind of stuff recently. But it was usually only for very short periods of time or they would just do silly things with each other. However, after his new revelation, he really wanted to try and have an orgasm.

"Yeah, of course. You're my big brother and I love you and I know you'd do the same for me, too," Jacob replied as he continued to smile sweetly at his brother.

"You're the best little brother ever," Oliver said before giving Jacob a loving cuddle.

"Just remember to take it slow, be gentle, and be patient. You might not be able to do it yet. So just be patient and enjoy yourselves and enjoy how it feels, okay?" Chase said as he wanted them to be careful and also didn't want them to be disappointed if it didn't work for a while yet.

"Okay, Chase. Thank you. You're awesome," Jacob said before the two young brothers turned to cuddle him, making Chase blush a little.

"Uh... Chase... Can you not tell anybody about anything we spoked about or did please?" Oliver asked almost pleadingly after breaking the cuddle and looking up at his older friend.

"Yes. Of course. I would never tell anyone. I promise," Chase stated with a warm smile.

"Thanks, Chase," both Oliver and Jacob said at the same time.

"Hey, guys have you two seen Cha – " Miles said in a panicked tone as he barged into his little brothers' bedroom. "Oh..." he then said as he saw his best friend sitting in between the two boys on one of the beds.

"Hey, Miles. I was just hanging out with these two little terrors and we were telling jokes. Right boys?" Chase said with a grin.

"Yep," they both quickly confirmed in unison.

"Oh Cool," Miles said. It was a little strange to find his friend in his two little brothers' bedroom. However, he didn't really think much of it. "You ready to go down the park to meet up with the lads for a bit before dinner, then?"

"Yeah. I've been waiting for your slow arse to get outta the bath anyway," Chase said with a smirk before seeing the unimpressed look on his best friend's face.

"See you later, Miles. See you later, Chase," Oliver said in a happy tone.

"Yeah, see you later," Jacob followed.

"See ya's," Miles said with a smile and a thumbs up to his two little brothers as he left the room.

"See you later, little dudes. Have fun," Chase said with a knowing grin and a wink, causing the two younger boys to blush shyly.

***

Dominic sighed and rolled his eyes as he saw Ruth standing at the doorway to his bedroom. 

Ruth was about a year older than Dominic, being 13 years old. She was quite tall with long, thick dark brown hair and brown eyes. She had found herself in emergency foster care with the Berrycloth family after there were some problems in her last long-term foster home.

"What do you want, Ruth?" Dominic asked. He had a pretty good idea. She had been trying her luck since she had got there and wasn't taking Dominic's 'no' for an answer.

"You know what I want," Ruth replied with a grin, making Dominic feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"Ruth, I can't do that. I don't want to do that. I've told you every day this week. You need to drop it now," Dominic stated in a firm tone. Although he started to feel even more uncomfortable than he already was as he saw her take a couple of steps towards him.

"But you're hot though. Com'on, just one kiss. That's all I want," she said, taking another step closer to him. "I bet you're a really great kisser,"

"It's not happening," Dominic replied as firmly as he could. But the girl was older than him and his composure was starting to falter a little.

"What are you gay or something?" Ruth taunted. She knew he wasn't gay. Well, she hoped he wasn't. He certainly didn't seem gay or act gay. But she did wonder why he didn't want to kiss her.

"Ruth, you have to leave my room now," Dominic stated while ignoring her question.

"If you don't kiss me, then I'll scream and tell your parents that you tried to touch me. I'll even cry and then you'll get in deep, deep trouble," Ruth replied. She was getting a little angry and upset now.

"Fine. Go ahead," Dominic replied confidently. He knew that his parents would trust his word over hers and decided to call her bluff. He could tell that it worked when she saw the expression on her face.

Suddenly, Dominic was surprised to see Ruth close the small gap between them before grabbing his face and forcefully kissing him. He tried to squirm out of her grasp and push her away but she was older and stronger than he was. He tried to shout at her to get off him but that only allowed her an opportunity to fill his mouth with her tongue as he opened his mouth. He had kissed his best friend, Nathan a few times before and actually quite enjoyed it. But he knew he didn't like girls in that way and the feeling of Ruth's tongue probing his mouth made his stomach churn. He tried to shout out more but all that came out were muffles.

Finally, Dominic managed to summon the strength needed to push her off him as hard as he possibly could. Ruth stumbled backwards, trying to keep her balance but she couldn't. She landed hard on her arse with a thud and she cried out in pain.

"Ruth, are you oka – " Dominic started to say in a worried voice before being interrupted.

"Dominic... Ruth... What's going on here?" Steven said in a firm tone before hearing Ruth start to cry.

***

"Nathan, I can't stand her, Man. I don't know what to do. I don't feel safe in my own house," Dominic said to his best friend. He knew that he was unlikely to be able to help in any way. But he knew he would at least let him get it off his chest and do his best to make him feel at least a little better.

"Dude, I can't believe she told your mum and dad that you tried to force yourself onto her when it was the other way around," Nathan said in disbelief. He knew that Dominic had, on occasion, some tough to deal with kids passing through his foster home. But they usually just shouted at his parents, punched walls, and generally acted out a lot. And that was usually always focused at the adults. Most of the time, the bad kids would still be friends with Dominic as they usually saw him as an ally due to them being about his age a lot of the time. They were usually lashing out at authority figures, parents, or adults, as they were usually the ones that had caused them problems and they were the ones who had put them into care in the first place.

"Yeah, and she told them that I've been stalking her and won't leave her alone and that I've even been going into her bedroom at night," Dominic replied with a disbelieving shake of the head.

"Wow. She sound seriously nuts, Mate," Nathan agreed as he put his arm around his best friend's shoulder after scooching a little closer to him on the bed.

"She actually is, Nate. I hope she goes soon. I can't put up with her staying for months on end," Dominic said with a long sigh. That thought really did scare him.

"Well... Your parents don't believe her though, right?" Nathan asked. He was pretty certain that Steven and Iris would believe their son over some crazy girl. Dominic never lied and was always really well-behaved.

"No. But they want to talk to me about it later though," Dominic said in a sad tone. He didn't want to talk about it to his parents. He just didn't know what to say. Actually, his parents had wanted to talk to him earlier but he really didn't want to and he pleaded with them to let him just go out for a bit and to see his friend for a couple of hours to get his head straight and to calm down.

"That's great then," Nathan said in an excited voice. However, his friend looked at him like he was crazy.

"What? Why would that be great? I mean, it's going to be embarrassing as hell and I don't even know what to say to them," Dominic said as he looked at Nathan with a frown.

"Easy. You just tell them the truth," Nathan said with a big grin.

"Huh?"

"To say you're supposed to be the smart one, you can be real slow sometimes you know, Dom," Nathan said as he kept his grin up and shook his head a little. "Look... If you tell them that she is the one that has been harassing you and that she forced herself on you and that she's making you feel majorly uncomfortable in your own bedroom and that she has been making threats to blackmail you and stuff, they're going to have to take what you say seriously. I mean, they already believe you that you didn't do what she claimed. And, I'm going to guess that they just want to talk about what your side of the story is. I mean, if you hadn't thrown a wobbly and begged them to let you come round here for a bit, they would have done so by now," Nathan explained the best he could and he could see his best friend processing what he had just heard. "It's still a good thing you came round for a bit though, I think," Nathan said just before he could see his friend was about to say something. "It will give you and them some time to think about what to say to them and the best way to put it."

"Yeah. I... I think you're right you know. Thanks, Nate. You're the best," Dominic said with a smile before he turned slightly to hug his best friend gratefully.

"Yeah, I know," Nathan replied with a grin as he returned the hug. "Anyway... How about a proper kiss to get that gross girl kiss out of your head," he then said as he leaned back a little from his best friend to look him in the eyes.

"Okay," Dominic replied with a shy smile.

"Awesome," Nathan replied as he pushed his friend onto his back and straddled his waist with a grin.

***

Saturday, 22nd December 1990 – Dylan's Last Chance

"Dylan... Last chance. Are you gonna come out from under your bed and play with us today?" Ben demanded. He had asked the new boy every day to come and play with them but each time he said no. All he seemed to ever want to do was sit under his bed and either read, sleep, or just do nothing. Sometimes they heard him talking to himself like he was having a conversation with someone who wasn't even there.

"No," Dylan said meekly. He was getting sick of the boys asking him every single day. He just wanted to be left alone. Although all he really thought about was Declan, he still hadn't grieved for him yet. He still hadn't cried. In fact, all he felt was anger, mostly. Everything people did or said just made him angrier and angrier. He found himself wishing that he could just be back in the cages again with his brother. If it meant that he could have Declan back, he would gladly go back to living in the cages and put up with the abuse that the men subjected him to. At least, that way, Declan would be alive; at least he could still be with him. Now, however, Dylan just felt alone... alone and angry. He didn't like his new foster home. He didn't like his new foster parents. And he hated the two bratty twins that he had to share a room with. Every time he saw them it was nothing more than a taunting reminder that he no longer had his twin brother.

"Fine," Ben said with a frustrated sigh. George looked at Ben with a concerned expression. He knew this was going to be the last day... Dylan's last chance. This had happened once before when the twins didn't get along with a foster kid who passed through and it didn't take them long to sort the problem out.

Ben pulled his brother to the other side of the room and whispered, "That's it. We're getting rid of him!"

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