Date: Tue, 13 Apr 2010 16:07:36 -0500
From: Bryce Writer <brycewriter@gmail.com>
Subject: Kyles Foster Experience - Part 1

Kyles Foster Experience

b/b, t/b Oral, Anal

Authors Note:  Part 1 is a short prelude to a story I am writing about a
young boy named Kyle and his sexual relationship with two brothers that he
encounters as a foster child.  The brothers are 12 year old Ritchie and 8
year old Josh and they are only vaguely mentioned in this part of the story.
The real intent is to lay the groundwork for continuing chapters that will
go into greater detail about the three boys and what takes place between
them.  Generally, I write greater detail when describing sexual acts, but in
this chapter, I am not as descriptive.  Again, this is because I am only
setting the stage for how Kyle came to be who he is.  You might get a better
sense of my writing style by looking over two of my earlier stories.  Here
on Nifty is "Bryce and Daniel".  I also have a much longer story on ASSTR
titled "Bryce's Unnatural Life".  Please feel free to respond with comments
or suggestions.

Part 1

Kyle was face down on his bed, silently hoping for a quick finish to the
business behind him, but expecting that it could go on for a while.  Ritchie
had been fucking the little boy for almost ten minutes and the saliva he had
used to lube his slender rod had dried up and the ensuing friction was
causing quite an itch in the smaller boy.   So much so that he was just
about to suggest a blowjob to finish things up just as Ritchie quickened his
thrusts and began grunting, an apparent approach to his orgasm.

Kyle may have only been six years old, but he was no stranger to sex.  He
had been shuttled from one foster home to another much of his very short
life and the sexploits that took place along the way had made him a veteran
of many perverse of acts, despite his tender age.  He had sucked, been
sucked, rimmed and been rimmed.  His anus had been deflowered long ago and
he had been mounted face down, on all fours, on his back and bent over any
number of objects.  His "partners" included children as young as him, right
up to older boy's in their early teens, sometimes two boys at once.  On one
occasion he had even been fucked anally by an adult male

His parents really weren't.  Oh, they were parents in the biological sense,
but Kyle's conception had been the result of a late night, drunken binge.  The
two were basically strangers who happened upon each other at a local
nightclub.  Hours later, a sweaty exchange in the back seat of a car
deposited just enough sperm inside his lusty mother to result in pregnancy.
The two never saw each other after that night and nine months later, Kyle's
birth certificate listed "unknown" as the father's name.

Kyle's mother was a partying drug addict who at first was intrigued by
having a child, but who quickly became bored with the handful of dealing
with a baby.  The subsequent neglect led to children's services intervening.
The woman had no family young Kyle could be placed with, and so, in the
interest of his "well being", he was ushered into life in the foster care
system.  He was hardly a toddler at the time, and adoption would have been
an easy and reasonable solution.  Unfortunately, his case was mishandled and
became mired in the red tape of the state bureaucracy.  So instead of being
welcomed into a loving adoptive home, Kyle was shuttled from one foster home
to another.

He really had no clear recollection of the first time he was molested,
although he does remember engaging in sex play with some boys at one home
when he was still in diapers.  The two boys were older, but still
prepubescent, and would take turns sticking their small erect penis into
Kyle's mouth and instructing him to "suck", which he did.  He recalls the
diaper because one day one of the boys had awakened him after a nap and
decided to return the sucking favor to Kyle.  The toddler watched as the
slightly older boy tugged on the tabs, lowering the diaper front, which was
weighted with fresh urine.  Kyle could see that his groin was shiny with the
wetness of his pee, although the other boy had no hesitation in fist licking
all around, and then gobbling up the tiny morsel of flesh.  The result was
that Kyle got his first blowjob even before he could say the word.

Movement from home to home meant much of the same, although sometimes the
boys were older.  It was from these older ones that he first tasted semen
and was introduced to being taken in his bottom.  Some were gentle, kissing
and caressing and reciprocating by using their mouths to give him pleasure
between his young legs, although most were not.  Those boys were just
interested in getting their own needs serviced, and once finished, either in
Kyle's mouth or anus, they would toss the boy aside until their urges
surfaced again.

Consequently, as Kyle got older he assumed the very passive role in the sex.
Sure, it was nice when the other boy would suck his little stiffy until he
got the "tingles", or maybe lick his little bottom hole while he squirmed in
delight.  But because Kyle was the outsider, the foster kid who was not
really a part of the family, he felt that letting the other boys use him was
just a part of the deal.  They gave him a place to live and he gave them a
mouth or butthole to fuck.

The one instance of being used by a man came very suddenly to Kyle.  At the
time he was five and living with a man and woman and their two sons, aged 10
and 12.   Like many of the previous foster homes, it didn't take long before
first the 12 year old, then the younger boy,  had brought Kyle to their bed
at night and delighted in his oral manipulations of their stiffness.  This
was all old hand to young Kyle by now and before long he was servicing both
boys three or four times a day.  The younger boy would whimper as his little
erection throbbed in dry orgasm, the older grunted as his watery seed
splashed against the back of Kyle's suckling mouth.  Swallowing had never
been an issue in the past, and so Kyle would slurp down the gooey mess
without a thought.

The older boy was no stranger to anal sex and after a few nights in his new
home, Kyle was feeling the familiar pumping of a stiff cock sliding to and
fro within his rectum.  Face down in the older boy's bed, his face mashed
into a squishy pillow, Kyle again accepted his passive role and lay quietly
as the 12 year olds groin slapped again and again against his smooth butt
cheeks.  Five minutes or so into the act, the older boy grunted loudly in
his ear as his thrusts quickened and he emptied his pre-teen nut juice into
the tight rectum of the smaller boy.  Afterwards, the older boy actually
fell asleep while still implanted inside Kyle, who fell asleep himself.

Sometime later, Kyle stirred as he felt movement on his back.  Very
suddenly, the older boy was moved off and Kyle felt a pair of large hands
grabbing and lifting him from the bed.  As he further awakened, he realized
that he was being carried from the room by his foster father.  The man said
nothing as he carried the boy into a den, closing the door behind him and
laying Kyle face down on couch in the corner of the room.

The man slipped one pillow under Kyle's head and another under his
midsection, elevating his bottom slightly.  Kyle turned to look back and the
man uttered his first words, saying "Put your face in the pillow and lay
still".  Kyle turned back to the pillow just as the man climbed on the couch
behind him.  Kyle felt the man's hands prying his butt cheeks apart as the
blunt smoothness of a very stiff penis slid in between.  Using only his own
pre-cum, and the residual discharge of his own son's orgasm as a lubricant,
the man pushed forward and slid himself inside the little boy.

Fortunately for Kyle, he had been fucked many, many times before.  And while
never with a cock this large, those historical experiences had at least
sufficiently dilated his anus to where this larger intrusion, although very
uncomfortable, was at least passable as his rectal walls stretched beyond
any past intrusions.  Kyle whimpered into the pillow as the man began
pumping him, a burning sensation in his bottom accompanying the repeated
thrusts, the man's scratchy pubic hair scraping the smooth flesh of the
boy's bottom.

The man came quickly, providing welcome relief to the inside of Kyle's
rectum as the warm liquid soothed his stinging flesh.  Kyle was unused to
such a large volume of cum, and he felt the warm pulses jetting inside him
with each throb of the man's penis.   He was actually amazed at the depth of
the warm wetness and relieved when the man's penis began to soften and begin
to slip out of him.

Afterwards, the man quickly cleaned first himself, then Kyle, using paper
towels to sop up a deluge of semen spilling from the freshly fucked rectum.
The man then carried Kyle back to his own bed and dumped him in.  As Kyle
rolled over to go to sleep, he felt the man's hot breath against his ear as
he said "Not a word of this.  To anyone".  And with that, he was gone.

The next several days were much like the first few.  Kyle serviced the two
boys on demand, and in between it wasn't much different than any of the
other homes he had been in.  The food was good, the house was nice enough
and aside from the one night in the den, the mom and dad pretty much left
him alone.  Kyle was feeling pretty good about the prospects of this foster
home lasting for a while and was just starting to really let his guard down
when tragedy struck.

It was a Saturday afternoon and Kyle had just come from the backyard where
he had been taken behind a shed by the older boy and pushed to his knees.  The
older boy had made short order of his business, quickly loading Kyle's mouth
with his soupy sperms and Kyle now needed a visit to the toilet.  In the
upstairs bathroom that is attached to the boy's bedroom, he sat as he
prepared to take a dump and was startled when the younger boy suddenly
opened the door.  The boy was stiff and looking for Kyle's wet mouth.  The
fact that the young boy was on the shitter did nothing to deter the horny 10
year old.  In fact, it made it quite convenient as Kyle's face was right at
groin level.

Kyle didn't care.  Heck if this kid didn't mind smelling his turds while he
sucked him, what difference did it make to him?  So he leaned in and began
sucking, sliding his mouth back and forth and up and down on the short, thin
cock, sometimes swirling his down and around the hairless sack of eggs
jiggling just below.  The 10 year old was soon fast approaching his orgasm,
raising up on his tip toes and clamping his butt cheeks tight as the waves
of please floated through him.  And then he farted.

The fart wasn't the problem.  The problem was that the boy began giggling.
Loudly.  And as his giggles overtook him, he actually grabbed Kyle by the
ears and began pumping himself in and out of the smaller boy's mouth again,
just in time for the bathroom door to open.  There stood the foster mother,
who had come in to see what the ruckus was about.  What she saw, and the
subsequent accusations against young Kyle (who was the aggressor according
to the "innocent" ten year old) led to Kyle's belongings quickly being
shoved into a few paper bags and then a trip back to children's services.

Which leads us to the story today.  Within a few days, Kyle had been
deposited into yet another foster home.  Mrs. Holler and her two boys,
Ritchie, age 12 and Josh, age 8.  An incredibly dysfunctional family that
had absolutely no business being a foster home to begin with, a true
testimony to the incredible gaps in how our society protects children.  But
yet here he was, his first night in the home, and he was already well on his
way o becoming a cum receptacle for Ritchie, whose groans were increasing,
and whose thrusts were becoming more powerful with each push.

End of part 1

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