Apparently I had become too much of a problem for the group home setting and the next step was Foster care placement. If my telling about the Orphanage was too much for you then I would stop now.  I’m going to have to warn each and every one of you that the next ten years of my life was as close to Hell as it gets.  So you’ve been warned.

              The very day the word was out that I was going away things changed.  Suddenly I was even less than nothing to the staff. I became some freak that won’t be their problem very much longer and if anyone wanted to get their jollies off with the tiny slut it was now or never. The other boys that lived there, that were old enough to understand, tried to lure me into dark places and out of sight every chance they got.  That in itself had been a common thing all along but the intensity of it became overwhelming all of a sudden.  Now even the staff got involved in the explicit touching and fondling and one staff member insisted that I preform oral on him multiple times a day. 

              Yes I was a very confused back then and had no idea of right or wrong. My unwillingness to talk to anyone labeled me a retard and my past misjudgments, that mostly weren’t my fault, labeled me as promiscuous. Both terrible labels when you are trapped in a government system that cares little about you or your wellbeing, that is run by people that have no fear of being fired or even reprimanded.  So for my last few weeks I endured the touching and having to touch back, and even the unwanted advances of the one staff who cared nothing about the pain he put my jaw through. 

              I remember being drove away with this very heavy set man as I looked back the last time.  I had been told he was the Placement Officer in charge of me and my case now.  I was so numbed by the place I was leaving that I paid little attention to the man driving.  That was until he set his fat hand on my upper leg and told me he was going to make sure I was well taken care of from here on out.  He didn’t remove his hand as we drove and he would sometimes give my leg a squeeze or a light rub with his fingers.   Then he started talking about me, and all the things that I had done, especially the part where I was found giving two boys oral in a barn as he put it.  He dwelled on that part as his hand moved on my leg. 

              I had no idea where we were going, how to get there or even how long it would take, so when he detoured off the main road it meant nothing to me.  I did ask why we were stopping, in the middle of what I thought was nowhere, and his reply was he needed to pee and he asked if I need to.  I got out after he did and I looked all over for the restroom and I asked where I was going to pee.  He just told me to go where ever I wanted to and he pulled his dick our right in front of me and started to go right there.  Even out of the limited number of dick I had seen so far his was the smallest.  The man must have weighed 300 pounds if I had to guess at the time.  I wasn’t going to relief myself at first but he said I couldn’t get back in the car unless I did.  So I went around the car but he followed me and told me he had to keep watch on me, and he did. 

              When he let me get back in the car he put his seat all the way back in a reclining position and started opening his pants and he told me to show him what I knew about sucking a guy’s dick.   I just curled up close to the passenger’s door as far from him as I could and just watched as he pulled his massive gut up to expose himself to me.  He was so big that the only way I could even see him was him reclining and pulling his stomach up as hard as he could.

              I wasn’t obeying him quickly enough so he got loud and forceful as he told me to do it or else.  I felt like I had no other chose but to do as he told me, so I climbed over and worked my face down to him.  He smelled bad as I got closer to his small dick but I went ahead and put it into my mouth.  He put his hand on the back of my head and pushed down but he wasn’t long enough to choke me.  I think he just wanted to make sure I didn’t stop and it didn’t take him long to get off into my mouth. As he started to cum he told me to swallow it and make sure I didn’t get any on him or the car seat.  After I finished he let me up and he told me he and I were going to spend a lot of time together and he meant it.   

              Our next stop was Juvenile placement, which is just a poorly run detention center complete with lockable offices with no window. I could go into long drawn out details about that sink hole.  But it would take an entire blog to cover all that.  I may have to use multiple blogs just to cover each Foster Home.