Date: Wed, 11 Sep 2002 03:59:10 +0000
From: Brad Goodman <bradgoodman30@hotmail.com>
Subject: Family of Four - Chapter 14

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I got very little feedback from the last chapter.  I really am trying to get
it all out for everyone to enjoy.  I will post chapter 15 Friday so look for
it.  I have been so busy that getting this all done has been tough.  For
everyone wondering the Ryans will be back in chapter 15 and there will be
some really good stuff and twists in chapter 15.  Let me know what you
think.

Family of Four                                By: Brad Goodman
Chapter 14                                    Copyright September 2002

	Joey began to slid his firm full ass back and forth over Ryan's engorged
cock.  Ryan was moaning from the sensations of that perfect tight ass
rubbing him and now rubbing him so vigorously.  Joey leaned down and tried
to gut Ryan with his tongue planting a firm deep long kiss right on his
lips.  Joey kept breaking their kiss and looking at me.  It was not a sly or
mischievous look, but rather a vengeful and hurt look.  He was about to
wound me as deeply as I had wounded him.  I wanted to scream NO or STOP but
I was in no position too.  Joey kept kissing Ryan passionately their tongues
exchanging in and out of each other's mouths.  Big Ryan had his hand
caressing Joey's body and he kept rubbing Joey's over sized nipples and the
sensations were pleasing Joey but I could tell he was doing this with a
sense of purpose and not out of love or even lust.  He finally slid his ass
right over the top of big Ryan's huge boner and stopped.  He rose up and
then grabbed hold of the eight inch pecker aiming it straight for his
gorgeous tight pink hole.  He slammed back impaling himself on the giant
cock and began to ride Ryan like he was a bull at the rodeo.  It was so
fucking hot my cock jumped to attention, but my mind was enraged with
jealousy and I was not sure I could handle watching this action.  Joey was
moaning and had his hands running over big Ryan's smooth chest while big
Ryan was running his left hand over Joey's right side and nipple and
simultaneously has his right hand rubbing Joey's back.  The perspiration was
rolling down Joey's smooth firm back and I could see it disappear in his
little ass crack.  Big Ryan was wailing and he looked to be in heaven as his
breathing was so fast and hard it caused his chest to pump so high it almost
seemed to bounce Joey up and down even more.  This was hot and Joey was
right.  I never wanted to fuck anyone else but him and the boys ever again.
I know this is selfish of me but I am so in love with them and this is our
special way to express it that it really hurt me to see Joey doing it just
to spite me.  Ryan was close now and he was really oh-ing and ah-ing a lot.
Finally he arched his back thrusting all 8 inches into Joey's tight boy
cavern and he began to fill him till the cum oozed out the filled hole.
Joey raised up and never even bothered to get himself off.  This was quite a
statement for him to make and he did it without a word.  There was plenty of
sex that night between the boys but I refused to do anything more with the
Ryans.  My night in heaven quickly became my night in hell.

	It is a painful memory but I learned a valuable difference between lust and
love.  I will not mention this night again as I hate the thoughts of big
Ryan and Joey together.  The next day the Ryans left and I have not set up
another date like that again.  The boys are welcome to spend the night at
the Ryans' home anytime and little Ryan at our home but us adults no longer
stay over at the other's home.  I talked with big Ryan and explained my
jealousy and he told me he understood because he felt the same way when he
saw me fuck little Ryan.  I am sure the boys engaged in sexual acts with big
Ryan too when they were over there just as little Ryan did with me when he
comes here, but I just could not watch it.  Neither could big Ryan for the
same reason.  If you have truly loved a boy or anyone before for that matter
I am sure you understand not wanting to share the most intimate moments with
someone else.  Boys experiment but at a certain point in life as an adult
you must learn what you like and love and stick to it.  The second week of
school has been great and the boys are doing quite well.  Joey wants to play
basketball and everyday after school he, Nick an Jake play with the hoop on
the garage.  I can tell the men in the neighborhood who are interested in
boys because I see them driving by the house a lot.  Several guys in the
neighborhood stop by to give the boys pointers all the time and always just
happen to be driving by or in the area when the boys have their shirts off.
I can't blame them but I was by no means going to invite them into our home
or lives.  That bitter pill can only be swallowed once in a lifetime.  We
watch wrestling every Monday and Thursday nights.  It is a real neat time
were we all play and just enjoy some good clean fun.  Nick and Jake are in
Spanish class and I love working with them 3 nights a week to learn their
vocabulary words.  Joey needs special attention in math so we spend 3 nights
a week going over everything he needs to know and helping him to grasp it a
little better.  These may seem like chores to many people but I love it and
see it as a great time to spend with the boys and watch the boys grow so
much.

We have had a dog for eight years but a year ago I let the boys talk me into
these two kittens.  I had them declawed as soon as the vet allowed but
figured they would never get along with the dog and vice versa.  How wrong
was I about that.  The cats and the dog just love each other and lay
together all the time.  It is almost sickening to see the dog cavorting with
those damn hairballs.  I digress, but only because it is a real time of
peace and harmony for me and the boys and this brings you to our present.
However, nothing is as peaceful as it seems.  After a couple weeks of school
I got a call from CPS (Children's Protective Services) and they told me that
Jacob had a little brother named Matthew and he was available for adoption
because his birth mother had died and his father was in jail for life.  They
wanted to see if I would take him as the maternal grandparents refused to
take him because he was half black and the paternal grandparents refused
because he was half white.  How much did that suck.  This boy was 10 and
everyone was concerned with his race and not his needs.  No other relatives
wanted to accept responsibility for the boy because he suffers from ADHD
(Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder), GAD (Generalized Anxiety
Disorder) and ODD (Oppositional Defiant Disorder).  This all scared the shit
out of me too.  They wanted to place the boy with me because Jake was his
biological brother and the closest thing to family he had left.  I could not
make a commitment but they asked me to come down and talk with a social
worker and then make a decision.  I brought the boys and said they had to be
a part of this as it will greatly affect their lives.  The social worker met
with us for an hour and told me the story of Matthew.  I have included it
here for you and want to warn that it is a graphic story of violence and
abuse.  Nothing sexual just a reality jolt for the way too many kids are
treated.

	Matthew is currently 10 years old.  He as I said before is diagnosed with a
host of psychological problems that may steam from exposure to drugs and
alcohol in the womb.  Matt was born to his mother who was a prostitute and
his father who was a drug dealing pimp.  What a way to begin life.  His
mother was a crack head and his dad was a murderer.  Perfect to raise a
child.  The mother lost custody of him at birth because of his addiction to
crack but later got him back by complying with CPS and the action plan they
set for her.  CPS has been in and out of his life for the past 8 years.
Complaints of neglect and abuse were reported time and time again by his
schools.  I say schools because a drug dealing pimp and a crack head
prostitute move around a lot.  The complaints ranged from welts and bruises
on the boys body to burn marks and cuts on him too.  He had been scalded by
his mother on several occasions.  For those of you who don't know this is a
process were a parent or guardian fills a pot with water or a bath tub with
scalding hot water and then submerses the child's body or a body part in the
water.  He had also been beaten so badly by his father once that the man
broke Matt's jaw and the boys right arm.    On a separate occasion the boys
father allowed a man to purchase time with Matt in order to burn his penis
with a cigarette lighter.  The boy was not burned so seriously as to cause
permanent functional damage, but he still had a scar that was shaped like
the horse-shoe end of a lighter.  The worst incident (if you can single out
one as the worst) was when his mother was high on a speedball and lost
control of herself and broke a bottle and carved the boys back with the
jagged glass.   She actually carved her initial in his back.  It was four
inched long and was a big J.  I was crying at the end of the story as the
social worker had laid it all out in great detail.  I felt so sorry for the
boy but at the same time my fear of taking him in was quite great.

	We left CPS that night and the boys and I never said a word all the way
home.  I think it was a mistake to include them in the meeting as I am
afraid they were scared by the incidents which they heard.  Jake was the
only one to speak asking when his brother could come live with us.  He was
really excited about having a biological brother and that he was going to
live with us.  The other boys soon joined in the campaign but I was so
afraid I kept telling them I have to think more about it.  Then one night I
got an email from a reader of this story who works as a therapeutic parent
in a boys home.  He told me after reading my dilemma in the prologue
something I will never forget.  He wrote to me and said that boys with
problems can be more demanding and more trying but in the end they just need
love and security like any other boy.  With that I realized this boys had no
love or security in his life ever.  He was alone and abandoned by his
biological relatives.  He had so many problems that CPS was quite blunt in
explaining that if I did not adopt him that he would be in a foster home or
boys home for the rest of his adolescence.  I decided I have to take him in.
  I called the social worker and let her know my plans.  She was thrilled
and set up a time for me and the boys to meet Matt.  We went to the foster
home and we talked to Matt.  We talked and got to know each other for
several hours.  Matt was a very engaging boy but some what withdrawn.  That
is to be expected after all he has been through in his short life.  He was a
witness to his father beating a man to death for not paying him after having
sex with Jenna his mother.  That I learned that night and wondered how they
left that out.   He was quite and withdrawn but when he opened up a little a
light shown through the gloom and the pain of his past and I felt more
assured that we could make a difference in his life.  He and Jake did seem
to click a little more than the rest of us and I am sure that is from a bond
they must of felt being biological half brothers.  We made a visit with him
every night for a week and he became more engaging and open as we got to
know each other.  CPS wanted to place him with me almost right away but my
fear had me hold out until after we had visited with him for about a week.
He is set to join us this Friday and I hope everything will be good from
here out but I will let you know.

	You may be wondering what he looks like and I am sure you are if you are
ready this story.  What I must say is that bi-racial children of any mix
tend to be quite cute.  They seem to get the best genes from both parents.
Matt was no exception to this.  The boys is about 4'10 and can't weigh more
than about 80lbs.  He had a small button nose like many boys his age and had
great curly hair.  It was a brown shade and not as curly as a normal black
person's hair these were longer curls.  His complexion was quite beautiful.
He had a great almond colored skin that was as perfect as could be.  (If
this is how the kids are going to look than every white person should be
forced to marry and have children with a black person.)  He was quite slim
and had a white boy butt.  It protruded ever so slightly more but not like a
black boys butt.  Pity but I will get over it.  Matt has great looking gray
eyes that harbor a lot of pain but seemed to cry out for the love he never
had in his life.  His lashes were long and lush and his lips were full and
cherry red.  He had a face that you couldn't wait to kiss and an innocence
that surprised me as he has been through so much pain.  His teeth were
amazingly perfect and white.  Lucky boy he was so gorgeous that I couldn't
stop thinking about him.  The night before we were to pick him up from his
foster home I was lying in bed stroking my cock to the thought of him.  A
knock came at the door and Nick came in to my room.  "Can I talk to you?" he
asked timidly.  "Of course you can, I am always here for you."  He came over
and climbed in bed with me.  He was wearing his bedtime boxers and nothing
else.  I was so horny and just had to cut my fantasy short so it was very
hard for me to focus on his words.  I managed to just listen and he was
afraid with a new boy Jake and I would not love him the same or he was not
going to be as important anymore.  Very candid and somewhat jealous he began
to tell me he wasn't sure it was going to work out.  I wrapped my arms
around him and told him everything was going to be alright.

	We talked and I told him he will always be important to me and I will never
let him forget it.  After talking a while he was more at ease and ready for
this new chapter in our lives.  We were holding each other and this led to a
little kissing which in turn lead to a little touching and before I knew it
we were ready to prove our love to each other.  I do love my boys so much.
Nick rolled right up on top of me and quickly pressed his little cherry red
lips to mine.  He slid his tongue into my mouth and the little member was
exploring all over.  I returned the favor and had run each of my hands over
his back.  He had his legs straddled over me and I was caressing his body
from the back of his knee to his shoulder blades.  We continued kissing
passionately and then Nick started kissing me down my neck.  He kissed and
licked my neck and worked down to my chest.  The sensations of his tongue
and mouth sent chills down my spine.  I was thoroughly enjoying his work.
He reached my erect nipples and began licking, then sucking, and eventually
playfully biting them.  Oh god is he good, I kept thinking.  He had his
hands rubbing my sides and the little sex monster kept working his way down.
  He licked my belly button and just seemed to love what he was doing.  My
breathing was quickening and my cock was rock hard.  He knew he was good and
just loved the thought of making me moan for his touch.

	He grabbed the top of my boxers and yanked them down letting my cock snap
back and slap against my crotch.  It hurt and the pre-cum left a trail from
my tip to my stomach where it had just crashed.  Nick licked the pre-cum
quickly enjoying the flavor.  He slid lower on me so that his head was right
above my rock hard member.  He licked the head and I squealed with delight.
I never squeal, damn this boy is good.  He licked up and down the shaft
teasing my cock and enticing me more.  He slowly wrapped his lips around it
and then started to bob up and down running his lips over the length of my
cock and sucking as hard as he could.  I wanted to pop as my earlier
activity had really prepped me for a great orgasm.  He was running his lips
up and down and swallowing every inch of my hard boner.  The tingling in my
spine was great but I had those wonderful butterflies in my stomach that
made it even better.  Of course the sensations on my man meat was not bad
either.  My breathing was heavy and I was really panting.  My balls pulled
close to my body and I knew the human vacuum was about to get the reward he
enjoyed so much.  I released my first shot and he gulped every last bit of
it.  The second and third shots the boy swallowed as well.  But by the
fourth, fifth and sixth shots it was running down my shaft escaping his
tight grip he held to my cock with his lips.  It was wonderful.

	Nick slid back up to me and let me share in his feast as he kissed me
passionately letting the taste my own seed rickle from his mouth into mine.
I quickly pulled his boxers off and then pulled him up so that his perfect
four and half inch boy boner was inches from my face.  He was so horny he
was leaking all over.  I opened my mouth and he quickly thrust his milky
white boy flesh into my mouth.  He began thrusting as if he was trying to
punch a hole through the back of my head with his dick.  It was awesome and
I sucked him hard enough to pull a golf ball through a straw.  He flung his
head back and his little soft smooth chest heaved up and down.  I could hear
him gasping for air and I knew he was close to heaven.  He moaned and let
out a high pitch screech.  He thrust his tool deep into my mouth and I could
feel his contracted soft smooth boy nuts right on my chin.  This was almost
as great a feeling as his release of  boy juice that was splashing in my
mouth and throat.  He always had a sweetness, very unique to a boy, in his
cream.  I loved it and lapped up all four shots he spit forth.  He was
twitching and jerking and thrust a few more times to ensure I milked every
last drop from his boy snake.  He flopped next to me his chest heaving and
his eyes just staring into space lost in the moment.  We lie there side by
side and just enjoyed each other's company for a few minutes.  Before I knew
it he was ready for a little anal action and rolled up on me straddling his
legs over my body again.  I caressed his smooth little legs and enjoyed his
soft flesh.  He grabbed the lube from the night stand and applied a little
to my hard cock.  He rose up positioned my head to his tight puckered boy
hole and gently slid back.  Nick liked a good hard fuck every now and then
but he was not like Joey.  He liked a gentle, loving and passionate moment
as well.  I knew this was going to be one of those special moments.  He
looked into my eyes and I began to slowly push my rock hard dick into his
boy vagina.  He was really enjoying the slow pace and liked the massaging
his prostate was receiving.  I could feel his perfectly sculpted smooth soft
ass pressing into me as he slid down my pole.  I grabbed both cheeks and
help lift and slowly deposit him each time.  He grabbed his own hardened
member and was slow stroking it as well.  He kept eye contact with me and
his smile was quite evident.  I love him so much and we were connecting on a
level not many people can understand.  We picked up the pace ever so
slightly but we were ready to cum with out anymore action.

	This was a slow passionate love making that only people who are really in
love can experience.  The feel of his soft ass in my hands was so incredible
and smooth it caused me to grow even harder (if that was possible).  I said
I was ready and he nodded that he was too.  With that I released my first
shot and pressed deep inside of him till I connected with his prostate.  He
moaned and released his first volley of boy spunk.  It landed on my belly
and then the flow kept cumming.  I shot again and again until I had emptied
my ball sack of its precious fluid.  Nick did the same and then wiped up his
boy sperm onto his fingers.  He reached out to my mouth and I opened it
letting him insert his fingers.  He fed me his juice and I licked every last
drop from his little fingers.  He leaned forward until his chest hit my
stomach and then he laid his head on my chest.  I stroked his hair and
played with it twirling it around my fingers till we both fell asleep.  We
laid there all night with him on top of me and I was in heaven.  What a
great way to express love.


To be contunued......