Date: Sat, 23 May 2020 08:37:00 +0000 From: Andrew Passey Subject: Life as a Foster Kid Part 13 (Young Friends) Matthew looked devastated as James cried, he put his arm around him telling him he was only joking. "No. It's not you. It's more than that isn't it James" I said confidently, my original suspicions starting to look more likely. Something was going on and we needed to get to the bottom of it. James eventually dried his eyes and started whimpering saying "don't hate me, don't hate me" over and over again. We told him we'd never hate him and Matthew went even further, "I could never hate you James, I love you. I fancied you the moment I saw you but since then it's grown into more knowing what an amazing sweet natured boy you are. Whatever you've done it can't change that " he said. James gave a tearful smile as he tried to pull himself together. We gave him time to compose himself, then hetook a deep breath and started talking. "So, my parents have always been weird.", he said. "Aren't all parents?" Gaz said with a smile then saw James face and realised it was more than that so stayed quiet. "Ok, well more than weird. A bit cold, a bit like I don't really exist or matter. Like they'd happily see me not exist. Except when I upset my Dad and he flies off the handle and goes mental. Anyway, earlier this year my Mum had to have an operation, a hysterectomy. Dad and I went to visit her after the op, she was wiped out and the Doctor said it hadn't gone as well as expected so they hadn't been able to do keyhole, they'd had to do it the more old fashioned way and she'd be in hospital for a couple of weeks, then maybe bed bound for a couple more at home. On the way home Dad said we'd have to make some changes, "You're going to have to step up and look after yourself while Mum is in hospital" I nodded, it wasn't like I didn't anyway. "And you're going to have to play the role of Mum while she's in hospital" he said. Great, cooking and the cleaning, we had the money to get a cleaner but Dad seemed to take pleasure in Mum doing it. "Is that Ok?" He asked. I said it was. "Are you sure? I want you to be onboard before we do this". I told him it was fine, he was making a big deal of it really "Great, we'll start tomorrow". He said. So when I got home from school the next I cooked dinner, nothing fancy but made some spag bol. Dad seemed to enjoy it and all was fine, until bedtime. I said I was off to bed as I wanted an early night. "Great, me too" he said. We went upstairs and I started to go to my room. "Er James, Mum sleeps with me" he said. "Er....I know, I'm not Mum though!" I said confused. "You are while she isn't here remember". He said. This was a bit weird but my Dad has a really bad temper so I said ok. Better share a bed than face his wrath. We got into the bedroom, he did his teeth and I did mine, he stripped off and got into bed. I wasn't sure what to do, "clothes off James" he said so I rather embarrassingly stripped off and climbed into bed next to him. "You've started developing from the looks of it" he said and I blushed. Only just really, I was hairless and my dick hadn't really grown but I had the odd dry orgasm. What happened next though...I Er...I can't really find the words. He kissed me, told me he loved me, rolled me over and he...he...." James said tears rolling down his cheeks as he was wracked with sobs, we held him close until they subsided slightly. "It's ok mate, we can guess what he did" I said simply. "He did it every night while my Mum was away, she had gone straight from hospital to her sister's to recover, leaving me to be "mum" for two more weeks. So it as a month of hell, he started to wank me sometimes as he did me, making me have a dry orgasm as he was in me. It was humiliating, confusing, distressing, I felt suicidal, I just knew Mum would be home soo and it would be all ok. Or so I thought, Once she was back I was relieved and I waited to get her on her own to tell her what Dad had done, I didn't want him to be arrested but I couldn't think what else to do. I told her what happened and she didn't say anything initially, then she slapped me hard in the face "Fuck you, you think you can move in on my turf, take your Dad away from me? You little shit, flashing your arse at him like a whore. Well, I've got news for you James, I'm back and he's mine again." She said angrily. "I was in a state of shock, I was being fucked against my will and she was making out like it was my fault." James said through his tears, he took a deep breath and carried on "Anyway...I was allowed back to sleep in my own room but my Dad still sometimes visits me when Mum isn't around or is out. I don't know what to do. No one can help me, it's killing me, the only time I'm happy is when I'm with you three" he said sadly, looking pretty broken. I was in state of shock as were the others.. We had our arms around him and I could see Matthew's face start to redden with anger. I'd had suspicions but this was a whole new level of abuse, this had to be stopped. James continued "The worst thing was I sort of liked it" he said in a small voice. Gaz was having none of it, "You were abused. Your body reacted. It's nice to have sex, me and Sam have sex, it's great". He said. Thanks Gaz, I guess our secret is out. "But we're two 14 year olds doing it, we're not adult and a child, a parent and a child. I've been abused when I was young, the power dynamic gives you no choice. But It's illegal. It's wrong, it's abusive and together we're going to stop it" he said. I felt devastated for my friend, the friend I had been jealous about, with his rich parents, big house, and foreign holidays. In reality it was all a sham and I realised how lucky I was, how lucky Gaz was and the other kids that were fostered by Pete and Mary. "I feel broken. My only experience of sex until tonight is that one with my dad, sometimes when I try and wank off it comes back to me" he said crying again. Matthew kissed him gently, "well let's make new experiences, new memories together. Look it's too late to tackle this tonight but sleep with me in my bed and I'll look after you. In the morning we'll get my Dad involved, he'll know what to do". We went to sleep, I cuddled up with Gaz feeling terrible for James but now we knew we'd fix it. I woke in the night to whispering from Matthew's bed. " Can I hold you" James said softly. "Of course, always. Even if I didn't love you after what you've been through you need support" Matthew whispered back. "You really do love me....?" James asked amazed. "I do, more than anything in the world. I think about you all the time, I even wank thinking about you," Matthew replied with a giggle. "Wow. I don't think anyone has ever loved me before, pretty sure my parents don't" James said and I hear rustling as he obviously cuddled Matthew. "Er James, I'm guessing that isn't your knee I can feel sticking in my thigh" "Oh yeah sorry Matt, just being close to you has made me hard" James said, trying out Matt rather than Matthew. A first step to more maybe! "No one calls me Matt. I like it. Your special name for me. Well let's not waste that hard dick stick it in me. I want to feel your lovely dick up my arse" Matthew said "Er really? I'm not sure" "Yeah, trust me, it'll help. You'll make new memories that you can wank over! And it'll feel great and help you sleep. here's the lube" Matthew said. I rolled my head under the pillow at this point, this was a private moment made extra special by what James has been through. I heard the sounds of moans even with the pillow blocking it out but it made me smile, they obviously did have a thing for each other and I hoped this would make James happy. I dozed back off to the sounds of James's impending orgasm, losing his virginity to someone he obviously felt strongly about, maybe even loved? All I knew was that he was learning what sex should be like rather than the abomination his Dad was doing.