FOSTER HOMES PART 1

I want to talk about foster homes. I was in a few of them. Not because I
didn't have a family. In fact I have a great family. When I was growing
up before I started getting into trouble I had a great family life. There
were thirteen of us living under the same roof. It was my five uncles,
two aunts, grandmother and grandfather, great grandmother, and my mother,
sister and me. It was a small four-bedroom house. We had people sleeping
on the sun porch, the basement, there was one room my uncle slept in
there was only enough room for a twin bed and a thin dresser and that's
it. We had to eat in shifts at dinner. It was cramped but it probably was
the best time of my life. My uncles were like my older brothers my aunts
were like my sisters, my grandparents were like my mom and dad. And then
there was my mother and sister. It was the only time in my life that I
can remember that I had some sort of real family experience. I can
remember just having fun. My uncles would include me in everything they
did, even drinking. I remember every time I would get them a bear they
would let me open it and take a sip. Now I had five uncles and there
friends and they would drink more than one beer apiece so you could
imagine how trashed I would get. And I was only in the first grade at
that point. It was fun for them to see little spiff getting drunk. (That
was my nick name SPIFF) they called me that because my mother would
always dress me in a bow tie and suspenders. Now all this went to hell
because of my drinking and drugs. I almost lost my whole family every
single one of them.

So know you know the reason I was in a foster home wasn't because I had a
shitty family life, or that I was an orphan. It was because my drinking
and drug use pushed them away and I couldn't be with them. And if there
is no place for you to go when you get out of juvy they place you in one
of these shit holes. Foster parents are a weird bread. Most of them don't
want kids in there homes because they can't have kids themselves or that
they just love kids so much, they do it for the money. That's right you
get paid to keep kids in your house. I don't know how much but they get
money and I'm sure some type of tax brake. So its not millionaires
adopting kids, Its usually poor middle class family's who need the extra
cash. You have to eat what they have which is usually cereal for
breakfast Mac and cheese or some kind of boloney sandwich for lunch. And
hot dogs and beans for dinner. What ever is easy and the cheapest to make
is what you got. I got better food in jail seriously. The fist home I
went to was in Lynn mass. The house was blue and set in the back of two
other houses' you had to go down someone else's driveway to get to it. It
was a small three-bedroom house. I forget the parent's names but they had
a daughter who was around 4 or 5 and another foster kid. He was what they
called a long-term foster kid. And he was an asshole. The parents were
kind of cool. The mother was a fat white lady tough bitch too. I wouldn't
fuck with her. She wasn't an asshole but when she got mad she scared the
shit out of me. She turned into a truck driver. The husband was the same
way. He came off kind of stupid but when he got mad you really didn't
want to fuck with him. I liked both of them. They smoked drank and did
drugs. They also liked the WWF and playing darts, total white trash
family. Their daughter was cool to. She was always dirty from eating some
kind of candy or pop sickle. She had cute blond hair and she was always
in a dress. The mother was a stay at home mom witch sucked because she
was always there when I was. The dad was I think a mechanic or something.
He would always be in a blue shirt and his hands would be dirty from
grease. The other foster kid I think his name was Matt, now this kid was
a jerk off. I hated this type of person. Someone who doesn't even give
you a chance. They just make their mind up on how there going to treat
you and follow through. And he made his mind up that I was an asshole. He
was tall thin with black strait hair He had bangs too, like one of the
hardy boys. I always hated guys with perfect hair. They could part their
hair down the middle and feather it back. I cold never do that because of
all my cowlicks and curls. I was Irish with an Afro fuck my hair sucked.
This perfect haired jack off and me had to share a room. It was small
with bunk beds and one 13-inch TV that I could never watch. This little
13 inch TV had cable and the playboy channel. This motherfucker wouldn't
let me watch his fucking TV even when he wasn't home. I had just gotten
out of juvy after being there for three months. I hadn't seen a girl or
porn nothing for three fucking months and this square couldn't let me
jerk off one time to his shitty TV. Yet every night I could here him jerk
off trying to be quiet. Think Steve Byrne stirring Macaroni and cheese
bit. I would here him watching the playboy channel. He would only watch
it if he thought I was sleeping. So every night I would fake snore till I
heard him click that fantastic channel on. And then I would lean my head
over the side of the bed so I could catch a glimpse. One time he caught
me looking over the bed and he pulled his TV all the way in to his bed so
I couldn't even get a corner of a tit in my view. He even turned it way
down so I couldn't hear a mown. If I had the Playboy channel and a kid
moved into my foster home I would let him jerk off all the time to it.
Shit I would have a circle jerk let's just stay up here in my room and
chuck kids from our hogs till were 18 and ready to go out on our own. But
not this asshole, He hated the fact that I was there and in his space.
You see he was the special little mike. I just remember his name that's
why it's the first time you have heard it. I would watch his TV when he
was out anyways. I'm mean; fuck him he had no guy code so why should I
respect him. One day when he was out there I was watching some good soft-
core porn with my dick in hand when all of a sudden I hear someone
running up the stairs and into my room. I just got my dick back in my
pants by the time they got to the door. But I didn't have enough time to
change the channel never mind shut off the dam TV. Boom the door opens it
was mike and he had caught me red handed watching his TV. He was pissed -
are you watching my TV? I told you not to touch my stuff. I didn't say
anything to him not sorry not fuck you nothing I just stared at him, as
if to say if you keep yelling at me I'm going to brake your fucking jaw.
He sensed my anger and ran out of the room to tell on me. I hate fucking
Rats. Kids who knew they couldn't stand up for them self's so they had to
rat you out to an adult. I could hear him bitching to my foster mom. He
was watching my TV and I told him he couldn't. Then to my surprise she
lied for me. She told him she told me to go upstairs and watch it because
her daughter was watching something down stairs. Then he started yelling
at her witch lasted one point two seconds. If he thought my glaze of
death was scary imagine this little tank of hate fucking stairing back at
you. He came up stairs beaten. He was out number and all alone. In the
place were he use to be king he was nothing now. He just got a nice smack
of shut the fuck up right in his face. You see this lady had code. She
never had money for cigs and I always did. Well I didn't have money but I
had chicks that would buy me cartons of smokes and mail them to me. And I
would always have a carton of Newport's sent along with my Marlboros. And
when she would need buts I would give her a pack and tell her not to
worry and she loved me for that, She owed me for that. I figured that lie
cost around five packs of buts but it was worth every cent. This ass
packed a bag and just left. He came back late that night went to bed and
within a week he was gone. He didn't leave over just this. He was done
with his foster care anyways this just speeded the process up a little.
But now I had this room all to my self. I jerked off like 18 times a day
just to celebrate.
My foster parents had these two friends that lived next door. The girl
was 21 and had a kid from some other guy. Her boyfriend was this little
shredded guy. He was small but could fight. He would always talk about
kicking someone's ass. I don't know if it was true but I was like 14 so
what did I know. They were cool people. The guy would take me out and get
me high and the girl would make out with me and touch my cock here and
there. And both of them would tell me not to tell the other. I was stuck
in the middle of this great porno me being the star.

I want to tell the story of how all this came about. This lady was my
foster moms friend her and her boyfriend would come over all the time and
party with my foster parents. I would always be there and hang out with
them. I knew how to hang out with adults and not get in the way. Simple
things like getting them a beer when they need it, not talk too much shit
like that. And when I was drinking all the kids I hung out were older so
I knew how to handle myself. So we would all hang out and play darts and
watch TV and smoke. And after doing this a couple of times this chick
started flirting with me. Nothing to crazy but I would catch her staring
at me. She would lick her lips at me like a French kiss when no one was
looking. All this sit turned me on so fucking much. Then there was one
night her boyfriend was not there and my foster parents went into the
kitchen and it was me and her playing darts. It was fucking crazy as I
went up to pull the darts out of the board for my turn she came up behind
me and started feeling my ass. I turned around and she stuck her tough in
my mouth and we started making out right there with my foster parents in
the other room. It was so fucking hot. We played this game for a wile she
would come over and when no one was looking we would touch and kiss. I
never thought it would go much farther than that. I mean I was 14 and she
was 21 and had a kid and had a boyfriend. I was some punk out of juvy.
One night the guys went out because my foster mom was have some naughty
nightie party. So was I confined to there room because they had a TV up
there. I was not aloud to come down for any reason. Which was cool with
me they rented me wrestle Mania on video so fuck it. I was sitting up
there totally in to the TV when she came up and knocked on the door. I
said come in and there she was in this dirty little outfit my dick I
think stuck strait up like a dogs tail. She shhhhhhed me and ask me if I
liked this outfit she had on. I shook my head like a downy and I think I
even drooled a little. She spun around you could see her pussy lips
coming out of the side and her ass was so tight. She had little tits but
nice thick nipples and they were always hard. Then she walked over to me
and felt my cock just to make sure it was hard smiled and shhhhhhhhed me
one more time and left. God dam all I thought about was fucking her from
that day one, Then the worst thing that could happen t happen. I got the
call from my probation officer telling me they found me a new home. This
foster home was short-term care, which means you stay there for a couple
of months until they can find you a long term foster home, and they found
me one. I was frantic I didn't want to go this place was cool. But there
was nothing anyone could do. I had two days to get my shit packed and
ready to go to this new home. It was in Athol mass which is out in the
fucking boon docks. That's how shit worked when you were a ward of the
state they could just move you any were they want and there is nothing
you can do. The next two days went by fast. I remember I had like two
hours before I got picked up, and the phone rang. It was the chick next
door. She wanted to know if I could go to the store and get her milk.
Witch I thought was weird but fuck it I went to the store and got her
some milk. I got up stares and half expected her to be naked waiting to
send me off like a sailor. But she wasn't she had on some old sweatpants
and a t-shirt her kid was running around playing. I sat down and we
talked for a wile about me leaving and then I said I had to go and shower
before they picked me up. That's when she said those magic porno words.
You can take one here. My hart almost jumped out of my chest along with
my dick. So I went into the bathroom and got naked then she knocked on
the door and walked in. I was standing there with my pecker out but she
pretended not to look. She walked over to the shower and turned it on and
told me if there is anything else just yell. As she was walking out I
grabbed her and kissed her. It was hot me fully naked in an older women's
house and then her kid started crying. Fucking cock blocker her kid was.
She said I have to go and left me there with a nice hard cock. I start to
shower scrub my balls and ass when the water stared getting fuck cold. I
didn't know how to change it to hotter. Ok I did but I wanted her to come
back in to the bathroom. I yelled her name a couple of times and she came
to the door I explained to her the problem and she open the curtain and
lean over to adjust the water. Her head was right next to my cock. As she
was finished she looked right at it and broke. You know that look were a
girl is trying to control herself sexually and then they see your cock
and all the power runs out of there face and they just grab it like ok ok
you win give me that cock. And that is exactly what happen. She looked
over at it and just broke. She started licking it and grabbing it with
her hands. I jumped right out of the shower and started kissing her. We
rolled around the bathroom for a minute and worked are way to the
bedroom. She wasn't fucking around anymore. She through me on the bed and
went down on me. Talking to me saying. You think about me sucking this
all the time don't you? Again I turned into a retard and shook my head
yes. Then she pulled her panties down and pushed my head to her pussy.
That was the first women pussy I had ever seen never mind licked. She
then pulled me up on top of her she wanted to fuck. She reach under and
grabbed my cock and place the tip right on her pussy lips and started
rubbing it over her clit to make it wet. And then she put the tip in. I
don't think there is a better feeling when you're just about to fuck and
the head of your cock pushes in her pussy and with one thrust you break
the seal. You can feel every inch of your cock going in until it hits the
end of your shaft and then you pull out slow. God this felt good. And
that's when I heard a loud knock at the door. Over and over like someone
really wanted to get in. I knew her boyfriend didn't live with her so I
thought it was him knocking. We jumped out of bed and I ran to the
bathroom to find my close. I could her the knock over and over. Then I
heard her voice. It was my foster mother. I guess my probation officer
was here to pick me up to go to the new foster home. I put my close on as
fast as I could and walked out of the bathroom. By that time my foster
mom had gone and she was sitting there with her kid. It was over, I had
to go, the mood was broken and I was fucking bullshit. I tried to get her
back in the room but she would have none of it. She walked me to the door
and hugged me and kissed me and said to call her and someday we will try
this again. I went down stairs went back to my house grabbed my bags and
left. The ride to the new foster home was one of the longest rides of my
life. I even told my probation officer what happen witch could have been
risky. I could have gotten into a lot of trouble and I could have gotten
her arrested. She was 21 I was jail bate. But I had to tell someone. Guys
we fuck for the story to tell another guy what we did so they can tell
you one of there's or just praise you for being a sexual god. Lucky he
was into it. He made me tell him details. I think he wanted to go back
and try and bang her himself. Well needless to say I never saw her gain.
Or even my foster parents.

I left for my new foster home in Athol Mass. Now this place really
sucked. I went from a porno foster home to the middle of fucking no were.
Have you ever been driving and you look out the window and say to the
person next to you. Shit dude I could never live here. I would kill my
self. That's were this place was. I remember falling asleep in the car on
the way there and when I woke up I looked out the window in horror. We
were going through this small town. There were little family shops. No
brand name shit no Mickey D's No Dunkin Donuts. Just these store fronts
and old buildings; I didn't even know what they were selling in them. I
just knew I was fucked. We drove by a bar and the name of the fucking
place was Bar. You know it's a fucked up town when they don't even care
enough to think of a clever name. They just want a place to get hammered
so they don't feel the guilt of fucking their daughters. We took a left
and went over this bridge and just at the end of it to the left there was
this white house. We took the left and pulled into the driveway. Here I
was at the new long-term foster care. That's right that meant I would be
her until I was eighteen. Holly fuck I just wanted to start running and
not stop until I saw a subway, Mickey D's, I would have settle for a
super cuts Anything but this little house on the prairie bullshit. But it
was ether this or go back to jail. So fuck it, I will go to school with a
lunch in a wooden bucket and do my homework on a little chalkboard.

I will finnish this story when I get back from Brazil. There are two more
foster homes to talk about. and please feel free to comment on this or
any of my other blog stories. Thanks for reading