Foster Home Discovery
by Xavier L

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I've been in this foster home for a few months. There is another boy who is a bit younger than me, and I'm 14. The foster mom's son lives here, and he's 19 years old. He's tall, has longer hair, brown eyes and is a bit dorky usually. Spence has taught us some fun games, but he often spends a lot of time in his bedroom. His mom is kind of an old fart.
At one point they were doing some new carpeting in his room or something, so he ended up having to sleep in our room. I had to give up my bed and use one of the bunk beds which was fine with me. I liked being in the upper bunk.
One night we were just talking about stuff while he was in the room. He suggested we have a competition that involved jacking off to see who could last the longest. We didn't use our hands and just basically humped our mattress. He was on his side, and I had a great view of his big dick as he moved it back and forth on the mattress. I couldn't stop staring at it.
My foster brother came first, and I was next. When Spence finally came, it was quite the load. I was actually surprised at how much his dick shot, and I'm pretty sure I saw some shoot over the edge of the bed and land on the floor. I kept looking at his dick while he rolled onto his back. When I let my eyes go up his slim body, I saw him looking at me, and he smiled which made me blush. I hated getting caught.
A couple of days later, he invited me to go with him on a ride. We lived in the desert, so there were lots of dirt roads where there were no other cars. At one point he pulled over and switched seats with me so I could drive. I was so fucking nervous, especially because it was a Firebird and I knew how much he loved it, but he gave me good tips. Plus being out here it wasn't like I was going to wreck it.
We switched again after a while, and we drove near a hill that was mostly rocks and had some nice shade.
“Did you enjoy our game the other night?”
I was confused. “The D&D?”
“No. The cumming.”
“Ohh!” I could feel my face warming up as I blushed. “Yeah, it was cool.”
“I'm feeling pretty horny again. You want to whip it out and have some fun?”
“I . . . I guess?” 
I saw him undoing his shorts, so I followed him as well. He pushed his shorts down past his knees so they fell to his ankles, so I did the same. His dick was mostly hard already, and I was soft but growing.
“You want to feel mine?” he asked suddenly. “Go on. It's OK.”
I reached out tentatively and took hold of his dick.
“It feels good to have someone else do it.” He reached over and began playing with my dick as I slowly stroked his. 
At the tip, he had some sticky clear stuff. “What's this?” I asked.
“That's precum.”
I noticed it was sticky.
“Go ahead and taste it.”
I made a face. That just seemed weird. He took my hand and moved it to his mouth, and I could feel him suck it off my skin. 
“Your turn,” he said as he guided my hand back to his hard meat.
I got a gob on my finger and nervously put it in my mouth.
“Oh wow, it kind of tastes sweet!”
“Why don't you lick it off my dick. It may taste different.”
I was surprised by him saying this.
“Go on,” he said. I felt his hand on the back of my head, and he started pulling me down toward his groin.
I licked the tip of his rock-hard cock. It tasted a bit saltier. His grip didn't lighten up, so I licked it again.
“Why don't you go ahead and put more of it in your mouth?” he finally said.
I was feeling a bit anxious, but I went ahead and opened my mouth wider and slid my lips over the tip and ran my tongue along it.
“See how my balls feel in your mouth.”
His grip relaxed, and I moved to his sac. His balls looked big, and I lightly sucked on the hairy skin. He spread his legs as I took one of his nuts into my mouth. As I moved to his other ball, he pulled his T-shirt off.
I looked up at his thin, toned frame as he rubbed one of his nipples. Soon his hand was on my head again, and he was guiding my face upward. “Suck on my nipple, man.”
As my lips wrapped around his erect nipple, I started stroking his thick, long dick. Soon I felt him removing my shirt, and I lifted my arms so he could.
He eased his seat back. “I could really use a blowjob right now.”
“You . . . you want me to. . . to suck your dick?”
His hand was back on my hard-on now. “I'm pretty sure you want to, and I could really use it.”
I looked at his thick rod as I thought about it. He was right. I did want to, but I was also kind of scared.
“Start with your tongue at the base and slowly lick up to the tip,” I heard him say. When I continued just staring at his cock, I felt his hand on my head again. “Come on, Keith. I know you want it.”
I let him guide me. When my nose was planted against his skin, I could smell a mix of light sweat and Ivory soap. I focused on his bush of brown hair as I put my tongue out and began sliding it up his stiff meat.
When I glanced up at his face, I could see he was biting on his lower lip. His eyes were closed, and he looked like he was having a lot of pleasure. I arrived at the tip and decided I would go ahead and start sucking on him. I took him into my mouth, and I heard him say “Yesssss,” as I began taking more of him into my mouth.
His hand rubbed up and down my bare back as my head did the same on his dick. I quickly could only focus on sucking him off. I wanted his thick meat in my throat, and I started working him faster. I adjusted my position so I could possibly take more of his thick cock in my mouth.
I felt his hand rubbing my ass cheeks, and I felt on fire. I started sucking him more eagerly.
“Yeah, Keith! Suck that big cock, man!” I felt him shove my shorts and underwear down to knees which were on the seat. I was ready to just rip them off. His touch on my skin sent electric jolts through my body.
At one point he told me to be careful to not let my teeth slide against his dick.
I felt his finger rubbing on my asshole for a bit before his hand slid down so he could rub my balls and my dick. His other hand went to the back of my head and started pushing it down more. I kind of gagged on his dick a couple of times, but I didn't slow down. I just wanted his meat down my throat!
When his finger was on my hole again, I wanted to beg him to just finger me. I picked up speed and tried to take more of his rod into my throat. Finally, I reached back, grabbed his hand, and pushed it so that his finger entered me. He began slowly sliding his finger back and forth in my hole, and I sucked on him hungrily.
I slid one of my hands under his ass and pulled him toward me. He began moving his hips like he was humping my mouth. I moved my other hand to one of his nipples and played with it while he pumped more eagerly.
Soon both of his hands were on my head, and he was shoving me down more firmly. I was coughing as more of his dick entered my throat, but I didn't want to slow down.
It felt like his dick got thicker, and he was moving more urgently. I relaxed and left him guide me more. Soon I was coughing as he sprayed his jizz deep in my throat. I swallowed to try to keep from choking.
“Fuck!” he said as his dick twitched, sending more of his hot liquid into my mouth.
I stopped moving so I could focus on swallowing while he tried to shove my head down farther. I wanted all of him, but I just couldn't do that yet.
As his dick stopped moving as much, he took hold of my cock and started jacking me off. It didn't take long before I was shooting my load into his hand. He gripped my meat as I emptied. I moved to sucking on his balls again so I could breathe more easily.
I looked up and noticed some cum was running down his shaft, so I ran my tongue up it so I could clean it up. I spent some time on the tip again to make sure I got more.
When I finally released him, he sat up and pulled his shorts and boxers back up. “That was fucking awesome, Keith!”
I sat back down in my seat and took deep breaths. I couldn't believe what just happened. I leaned down and started pulling my clothes up as he left the car to go piss.
When he got back in, he pulled a clip with what looked like a small cigarette out of his glove compartment. He lit it up and took a couple of deep hits. He offered me some, but it made me cough a lot so I only did one.
We sat in silence in the car for a while before he finally started it back up, and we drove home.

Nothing was different for the next few days, except he wasn't as bossy toward me.
One day I came home from school. Foster mom and the other kid were gone. I knocked on Spence's door, and he told me to come on in and close the door. He invited me to play video games with him.
After like an hour, he suggested we take a break. We lay on his bed just chatting about nothing important. I noticed him rubbing his crotch a lot. Finally, he said: “While we're just chilling, maybe you could give me another blowjob?”
I looked at his shorts and could see he was tenting. I shrugged and said “Sure.”
He took his shirt off and said “Why don't you take the rest of my clothes off?”
I took hold of his shorts and boxers and slowly slid them down. His cock bounced up as soon as the waistband cleared it. As I pulled his clothing from his legs, he spread his legs wide.
I stared at his big hard-on as I moved into position. I started by sucking on his balls for a bit before going down on him. I sucked on the head a couple of times before just trying to get as much of him down my throat as possible.
That made me gag too bad, so I moved a bit more slowly but still kept working his meat the best I could.
After a bit, he had me lick up the brown trail of hair that went from his bush to his belly button. He had me circle his belly button with my tongue before moving back down to his meat. Before I went back down on him, though, I moved up to his nipples and sucked on them for a bit because I remembered how much he liked that.
Soon he was gently nudging my shoulders backward, so I moved back to his groin and took him deep. I felt his fingers grip my hair, and I began moving faster.
“Fuck you're good!” he said as I kept trying to deep throat him. I enjoyed doing this, and for some reason I just wanted him to have as much pleasure as possible. When he would suck in his breath, or I'd see his body go rigid it was like a badge of success for me.
When once again I felt both of his hands gripping my hair, and his hips began pumping, I took a deep breath and took him even deeper. I quickly learned I could take more of him if I held my breath while going down and breathed in while sliding back up his thick shaft.
“Ohmyfuckingawd!” he said when I was finally able to really plunge his dick deep. I still gagged a bit, but it wasn't bad enough to make me stop.
At one point when I was picking up speed, his grip on my hair held me back. I moved more slowly until I felt his grip loosen.
“Fucking hell,” he said again as I slid my hands under him, took hold of his butt, and forced more of his meat down my throat.
I started experimenting with alternating speeds, and this seemed to drive him wild. After a bit of this, though, he was yanking my head down and pumping his hips fiercely.
“Don't swallow this time. Just hold it in your mouth.”
I relaxed and let him take complete control as I felt his dick swelling again. Soon he was blasting my mouth with his salty load. Once his meat stopped twitching as much he said “Let me see. Open your mouth.”
I opened my mouth wide like I was at the doctor's office.
“Now swallow. Open your mouth again. Fucking hawt.”
I went back to milking his dick for a bit.
A few moments later he said “Let's play another game,” and he picked up his controller. It was fun seeing him just lying there nude while we played. Soon we heard the garage door opening, though, and he hand me his shorts so he could put them on before his mom came into the house.

For the next couple of weeks, I pretty much sucked him off almost every day. Sometimes it was in his room, in his dad's old workshop in the back yard, in the bathroom in the garage, or at our spot in the desert. He rarely asked anymore. We just go somewhere, and he'd shove his clothes down exposing his dick.
One Saturday, he packed a lunch for both of us. “Where we going?” I asked.
“Figured we'd go hang out for a while.”
Foster brother asked if he could join us, and Spence simply said not this time.
Once we were on the dirt road, he pulled over so we could switch seats again so I could drive. When we got to our spot, I got out of the car and waited while he backed up into the shade. I was too nervous since I had never gone reverse. I didn't want to crash his car against the rocks.
I watched as he took a blanket out of the trunk and spread it out. I watched as he began stripping out of his clothes.
“Are we doing this on the blanket?” I asked.
“You get naked, too.”
He lay down on the blanket while I finished stripping. I moved over to him and got down on my hands and knees so I could start blowing him.
“I . . . want to try something different this time.”
“Yeah? What?”
He looked at me intently before finally answering: “I . . . I want to stick it in your butt.”
I remembered how good it felt with his finger, but I looked at his big dick and just wasn't sure.
As if he could read my mind, he said: “I'll go slow. Promise.”
I just sat there staring at his hard cock and trying to imagine what it was going to feel like in my ass. I saw him putting lube on his rod. 
“I need this badly man.”
“Can't I just suck it?”
“It just ain't the same. Come on, dude.” He took hold of my shoulders and guided me so that I lay down on my side facing away from him. “You just touch my leg when you want me to stop moving.”
“I don't know about this, Spence.”
“You really liked my finger.”
“That ain't nearly as big as your dick!”
He moved into position behind me. “You'll get used to it.” He slid his arm under my head so I could use it as a pillow. I wanted to stop him as soon as I felt his dick sliding between my butt cheeks.
“Spence. . . “
“Shhhh. You'll do great.” 
I bit my lower lip as I felt him enter me. True to his word he did push it in really slowly. Whenever it would start stinging, I'd tap on his leg, and he'd immediately stop.
“You're not sticking that whole thing in me are you?”
“Fuck yeah, man!”
He kept slowly feeding me his meat. At one point I gently bit into his arm instead of stopping him. Every so often it felt like my ass would clench down on his stiffy, and he would stop again for a bit.
Soon he started moving his hips back and forth quite slowly.
“Is it in?”
“Not all the way yet. This feels so fucking good, though. Way better than I even imagined.” He began moving faster, and the pain started lessening. 
Soon it felt like he could move more easily. After a few more pumps, he moved me so my tummy was lying flat on the blanket. I felt him sliding into me more, and I felt his body press against me.
“You fucking did it, man!” he said. 
I was relieved. It was started to feel better, but it was also a little hard to breathe with his big cock wedged in my ass.
“Wish we had started doing this a long time ago. Damn!” he said as he began humping my butt. “Way tighter than pussy, and you don't whine like a little bitch.”
I wanted to say something. I didn't know what, but I was also having a hard time concentrating. Pain was giving way to pleasure, but this was still challenging. I could tell I was sweating a lot, and it wasn't that hot. 
His dick kept moving back and forth inside my aching hole. After a bit I was able to relax more. He didn't last long before I could feel his dick twitching inside my ass.
“Did you cum?” I asked.
“Yeah, you're so tight I couldn't last long.” He didn't wait long, though, before I felt him moving again.
“I thought you came.”
“I did. I'm to keep fucking you, though. Got to get your ass nice and stretched so I can fuck you easier.”
Fuck! I thought. I mean this felt good, but I didn't know if I wanted his thick meat to keep pumping in my hole.
Soon he had me move so I was on my hands and knees. He gripped my hips tightly and pulled his dick backward quite a bit before ramming it forward.
“Unnhhhh!” I moaned.
“Now I know why faggots like doing this so much!” 
After a bit I felt his hands sliding up my back. He took hold of my shoulders, gripped them firmly, and I felt him doing faster deep thrusts. As he rammed his cock forward, he would pull me by my shoulders so that we were colliding. 
As he picked up speed, he pulled me backward more. I looked back and saw he was sitting on his heels, and he was yanking me so I was basically bouncing on his lap.
“Keep moving back and forth!” he said as he moved his hands behind him to support his weight as he leaned back. He would thrust forward as I forced myself backward.
A few moments later I felt his hand on my dick, but I was completely soft. He jerked it anyway as he continued fucking my ass. At one point, he pulled me back against him. He played with my nipples while I rested with him buried inside my gut.
“We are definitely doing this more often,” he said. He wasn't asking. He was letting me know what to expect. But I honestly couldn't say I would argue. By the time he had me so my chest was on the blanket, but I was still on my knees, I would've begged him to keep fucking me.
When he finally came, I was dripping in sweat. He collapsed next to me, and I rolled onto my back so I could take deep breaths. He gripped my hard dick and stroked me fast until I was shooting.
Once we regained our strength, he got up and went to the car to grab our food and drinks. We ate lunch naked like this was completely normal.
We had to move the blanket as the sun had shifted. Once we were back in the shade, he wiped his dick off with a wet wipe before putting his hand on the back of my neck and guiding me down.
I knew what he wanted, and I went ahead and began sucking his dick back to life. Once he was good and hard, he moved my head backward. I saw him lubing his dick up again.
“Wait, you're fucking me again?”
“Need to get that ass good and used to my cock,” he said as he smiled.

The next couple of days he was good with me just sucking him off. When his mom and our foster brother left to do some errands, he stripped out of his clothes. When I looked at him, he asked “So which hole do you want it in?”
I glanced at his hard dick and his big grin. As I started removing my shorts, I heard him say “Thank gawd. I was hoping to get more of that tight ass.”