Date: 4 Jan 2003 14:05:12 -0800
From: Dave <davmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Skid Row Orphan (Adult Youth b/M)
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Skid Row Orphan
By
Dave
Tommy's story began with his mother. She had been a
fairly attractive girl as a child. By the time she was fifteen she
got fake identification that said she was twenty-one. She found
she could make big money selling her body. She met a Madam
that set her up as a call girl. She made great money for a while.
Then she got pregnant. She meant well and kept her son, but she
was too self-centered to bring up a child.
After Tommy was born she got fat and lost her job as a
call girl. She started a slide down the trail of prostitution to the
gutter. By the time Tommy was eight years old she looked like
she was older than her fake ID said she was.
She was reduced to living on skid row. She made her
living picking up truck drivers in the cheep bars. She was losing
teeth because of lack of care.
Even with her reduced status she remained confident that
she would be back on top as a call girl as soon as she made
enough money to buy a new wardrobe and lost a little weight
and got her teeth capped. It was just a self-delusional dream.
She was not that look looking. She just could not see what she
looked like when she looked at herself in a mirror.
Until that time she was back on top, she slept all day and
spent her evening drinking herself into a stupor before bring
home some smelly truck driver to the flophouse.
Some of the men would simply pick Tommy up and place
him on the couch. They would fuck her right in front of
Tommy. Other men just slapped him upside the head and drove
him out of the apartment. As a result Tommy roamed the streets
at all hours looking for warmth, food and friendship.
Being as young as he was made it dangerous on the streets
because older boys picked on the younger ones. They forced
them to steel for them or forced them to give them blowjobs.
He hung out at the produce market a lot because the
produce came into town between 3 and 7 AM every day. With
all the food passing through the place before the sun came up. A
fast moving boy could feed himself for free.
He found a small wood working shop just a block away
from the produce market that was run by a friendly man. The
guy called himself Manual. He was a Mexican that looked very
old to Tommy. He might have been forty years old. His hair
was a salt and pepper gray. Tommy liked the shop because it
was worm and the smell of fresh cut wood was nice.
The boy would help around the shop. Manual would
share his lunch with the boy. One day Manual got to the shop
at his normal time of 8 AM to find Tommy huddled up on the
doorstep. The boy was asleep.
When Manual woke him up the boy's body was cold. He
could tell that Tommy was close to hypothermia. Manual built a
wood fire in a fifty-gallon drum with wood scraps. He rubbed
the boy's body to stimulate blood flow and heat him up.
He wanted to know why he was out on the street all night.
Tommy told him that his mother had brought home a drunk last
night that kicked him out. He was not able to scrounge too
much food because some older boys were hanging around the
market this morning.
Manual felt terrible for the boy. He found out more than
he wanted to know about the way the boy lived. He fed the boy
and let him sleep. As the boy slept he made a wooden bed.
When the boy woke up the bed was finished and was stained and
the varnish was drying. He set it up in the back among the
stacks of wood. In this location there would be no cold breezes.
He went down to the Goodwill store and bought a clean cot
mattress, a couple of wool Army blankets and a couple of cheep
sheets.
He had an extra key cut and gave it to Tommy. He told
Tommy that he could sleep in the shop whenever he wanted to
do so. Tommy was thrilled that someone was so nice to him.
Manual came to expect to find Tommy in the shop every
morning. He started bring food and brought an electric hot plate
so that he could make hot meals and coffee for himself and the
boy. The relationship grew very close. The boy had no place to
go on weekends when Manual did not work. Manual finally
figured out that the boy was hiding out in the shop all weekend.
Flophouses being what they are Tommy's hygiene was
not the best. His clothes were dirty and the boy smelled too.
Manual started taking the boy home for the weekends. The first
time he told the boy to take his clothes off so he could wash
them. As the clothes were being washed he told Tommy to take
a bath.
It was a treat to soak in the warm water. He was soaking
comfortably when Manual came in and gave the boy a hand
washing him. He shampooed the shaggy hair. Then he had the
boy stand in the tub so he could soap the body. The skin of the
boy was very smooth and he was very ticklish. The finger sized
penis got an erection that held the little cock straight out in front
of his body. The scrotum held the small testicles against the
boy's body. As manual ran his soapy fingers between the crack
of the boy's ass the little cock bobbed up and down.
When the boy was clean he lifted the boy out of the tub
and used a large terrycloth towel to dry the boy. The boy was
giggling at the thrill of having his penis touched.
Manual could not resist leaning over and taking the boy's
penis into his mouth and sucking on it. The boy had been forced
to suck the cocks of older boys and even some of the drunks that
got tired of fucking his mother after she passed out. He found it
very nice when Manual sucked him.
Manual sat the boy on the toilet to give Tommy a hair cut.
That way the bangs didn't cover the boy's eyes. He took the
boy into the other room and sat the boy on his lap as they waited
for the clothes to dry.
Manual was stroking the smooth skin with his large
hands. As strong as his hands were he had a gentle touch.
When the fingers ran over his nipples the boy giggled. The
thighs of the boy were slim and soft. The boy grabbed his wrist.
Manual thought the boy was stopping him. The boy only found
the touch ticklish. Tommy pulled Manual's hand between his
legs and placed it against his dick.
Manual slowly moved his fingers and felt the soft skin.
The little dick was covered with a foreskin. It was wet to the
touch. The scrotum was smooth and unwrinkled. The testicles
were held close to the body. Manual manipulated the little
boner and pulled the foreskin back to expose the purplish head
of the cock.
Tommy enjoyed the soft touch of the older man. Manual
followed the center of the boy's body with his fingertip between
the boy's legs. Tommy had to spread his legs as Manual's
finger reached sought out the little anus. The tip of the finger
found the little hole and traced the opening. Tommy could
hardly sit still.
When the dryer started buzzing Manual had to sit the boy
down long enough to get the laundry. It was warm and smelled
of soap when her returned. He lay the clothes on the coffee
table and smoothed them out as he folded them. When he was
done folding the clothes, he stood up and unbuckled his belt.
Tommy watched as Manual stood there and unfastened
his cotton denim work pants. Manual was about five-foot seven.
He was not an over whelming presence physically. He was a
little heavy and his lower tummy sagged. He took his sports
shirt off and tossed it across the small room. He had a ribbed
sleeveless tank top undershirt on. The hair showing over the top
of the undershirt was graying. He sat down and crossed his legs
as he removed his shoes and socks. He pulled the undershirt
over his head and tossed it in the same direction as the sport
shirt.
Tommy was looking at the smooth dark skin of the older
man. He found him to be very attractive. He was not like any of
his mother's customers. He did not stink of beer or cigarettes.
Actually his body still smelled of pine and cedar wood. Manual
let the pants fall and stepped out of them as he kicked them aside
too. He was down to just his boxer shorts. Tommy could get a
glimpse of the pubic hair through the fly of the shorts. When
Manual stood in front of the boy, Tommy reached for the snaps
on the shorts and gave them a tug. They opened and fell to the
floor and Manual kicked them in the direction of the pants.
Tommy admired the size of the cock. The skin was much
lighter in color where Manual's under shorts protected his skin
from the sun, but it was still a lot darker brown than Tommy's
arms. Manual's cock was still limp and drooping down. The
scar on his circumcised cock was dark brown. Even though
Manual's belly had grown with age his legs were not any thicker
than they were when he was younger. The hair was thicker on
his legs. The old man's scrotum sagged between his legs and
was every wrinkled. It was dark and the tangle of hair was not
thick but long.
Manual stood closed enough for the boy to smell the
laundry soap left from his under clothes. Tommy reached for
the cock and pulled the skin back and forth. As the blood rushed
into the shaft the cock became stiffer. As Tommy started licking
the head of the cock he got a hair in his mouth. He had to stop
licking long enough to pluck the hair from his mouth.
Tommy looked at the head of the cock and saw a drop of
pre-cum leaking from the opening. He used the tip of his finger
to feel the liquid. He could tell by the slipperiness and color that
it was not pee. He tasted it and was not sure if he tasted the
liquid, or his own flesh. He started sucking the head of the cock.
He used his tongue to tickle the soft flesh.
Manual had to stop Tommy before he came. He placed
the boy in front of him so that he could feel the boy's body. He
had the boy turn his back to him and spread his legs wide. The
boy bent at the waist and reached between his legs to pull on his
own scrotum. He kept flipping his own cock back and forth.
The little cock was as hard as it had ever been. Tommy was
running his fingers over the little asshole as if he was teasing
Manual.
Manual reached for a tube of KY and squeezed some on
the area above Tommy's little asshole. The jelly felt cold to
Tommy. Manual used his finger to spread the jelly around the
opening. Then he pushed the tip of his finger into the hole a
little.
Tommy tried to hold still. Manual played gently with the
hole by drawing the finger up and down and around the hole.
He gathered up more jelly before inserting the finger a little
deeper into the hole. With each new thrust of the finger it went
deeper into the boy's butt. Tommy was moaning like a little
whore.
Tommy had been forced to suck older boy's cocks. Some
of the men that visited his mother had shoved their dicks down
his throat. It had made his throat sore and choked him until he
got use to it. No one had ever played with his asshole before.
Manual removed his finger and added more KY jelly.
Then he inserted two fingers. He found the boys prostrate and
gave him his first finger wave. The boy was to young to cum
but he had a climax. He went week kneed and slumped to the
floor.
Manual let the boy rest for a while. When the boy started
moving around, Manual moved the boy until he was draped over
the ottoman on his back. He helped the boy pull his legs up until
his slender knees until they were next to the boy's ears. Tommy
put his arms over the backs of his own knees. He was able to
use his hands to hold his own anus open.
Manual ran his hands over the scrotum and penis of the
boy. He used his finger and thumb to masturbate the boy. He
moved himself into position so that he could insert his cock into
the boy's asshole. The boy had never felt anything like this
before. Manual was as gentle as he could be. When he had all
his cock in the boy's ass he started fucking him.
The boy was sweating and his bangs were plastered to his
forehead. He had no control. His little cock shook as he had
another climax. Manual could not hold it any longer and pulled
his cock out of the boy's ass. He held his cock and started
squirting cum all over the boy's scrotum and cock.
They went to bed and slept through the night. It was late
morning by the time they woke up. They were starved. They
cleaned up and went out to eat. Manual went home with
Tommy and found his mother sleeping off a drunken orgy. The
customer was gone. She was sprawled lewdly on the bed. Her
naked body had dried cum on her legs and belly.
She woke up and was startled at having a stranger in the
room. She was filled with shame at her nakedness. She covered
her body with a sheet. She demanded Tommy to explain why a
stranger was in her home.
Tommy introduced Manual to her. As Tommy told her
about Manual's small furniture shop and how he was allowed to
help him, she slipped on a robe. Manual took it upon himself to
make a pot of coffee as they talked. He knew she must have a
terrible hangover. He was telling her how much he enjoyed the
boy's company.
Over the next few days Tommy could tell his mother was
troubled. The night one of her boyfriends drove Tommy out of
the apartment as usual. The next day when he went home, he
found a note from his mother on the table.
The note said that she was sorry that she was not a good
mother for him. She was leaving the state. She said that she
was sure that Manual would do a better job raising him than she
could.
Tommy looked through the apartment. Everything she
owned was gone. What few things he owned were in paper
bags. He gathered up his belongings and went to Manual's
home. He was crying all the way. As bad a mother as she was
Tommy loved her very much. The feeling of abandonment was
terrible. Manual understood his feelings completely.
He got the boy enrolled in school as his stepfather and
helped the bot catch up with all the schooling he had missed.
They became even closer with time.
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