Date: Thu, 26 Sep 2013 23:31:22 -0500
From: Ed Louis <Elouis1915@yahoo.com>
Subject: Homeless Boy 3

This story is completely fictional.  Any resemblance to any real person(s)
is purely coincidental.  The story contains consensual sexual behavior
between men.  If you object to this or are underage, please leave now.

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After lunch, Hank and I went grocery shopping.  I had no idea what foods he
liked.  Up and down the aisles, watching his face for some indication of
his likes, it wasn't happening.  Finally, I said, "Hank, what foods do you
like?  What are your favorites?"  He answered, " I will eat anything,
whatever you want."  "But, what is your favorite food?" I asked.

"Mike, please understand, for 4 months, I have been eating junk food,
garbage, whatever I could find."  "So, whatever you buy will be a feast for
me."  I asked, "But what about when you were living at home?"  "After my
mother died, Dad and I ate a lot of frozen dinners, mac 'n' cheese, hot
dogs, stuff like that, but I did eat a lot of fresh fruit and whole grain
cereal."  "I like whole milk, not skim; I would rather have tomato juice
than orange juice."  "Ok, that is a beginning." I said.

After dropping a boat load on groceries, we went home.  As I was putting
the last of the can goods away, Hank came up behind me, put his arms around
my waist and said, "Can we sit down for a minute?  I have some questions I
need to ask."  I nodded, ok.  We went to the living room, sat on the couch,
Hank on the floor at my feet.  "Ok, I am all ears, what do you want to
ask?"  I said.

Hank looked at the floor for a minute, then started, " I want to know why
are you doing this for me and don't give me the same old BS."  "I have
already told you I was falling for you, but you keep rejecting me, then you
come into the restroom and plant a kiss on me.  I am so fucking confused."
"I want answers or I am going to leave here today."

"Hank, I don't know what is going with me."  "When I first saw you outside
Union Station, I wanted to know why a young man like you was homeless."  "I
was obsessed with the image of you, wanting to know your story."  "I
brought you home with me with the sincere intention to help you anyway I
could and I vowed I would never use you or treat you badly/" "I have
suppressed my most personal feelings to protect you."

"Protect me from what, Mike?"  "From me, Hank, from me, I am not sure of my
feelings for you, it could be love I just don't know.  But if I let it go
any further, I will be betraying your trust, using you."  I started to cry.
Hank jumped up and hugged me, kissed me and said, "You are a fool, Mike,
can't you see I have feelings for you, too."  I shook my head and said,
"There is nothing in the world I want to believe more, but this is
happening way too fast."

"I have never had a gay thought in my life, and now I find myself probably
loving a young man, wanting to make love to him, have him make love to me."
"I want to be sure it is not just me being a lonely, horny man, using you
to get the satisfaction I most desperately need."  "I have been pushing you
away, to give us both time to analyze this situation and make the right
decision for both of us."  I told you this before, remember?"

Hank said, "Yes I remember, but Mike, if I want you and you want me, how
can it be wrong?"  I replied, "You have to understand how hard I was hit
when my ex divorced me and married my best friend.  I was and still am
devastated, the ultimate betrayal."  "Do you see how hard it is to give
into feelings, when I know at the drop of a hat you could be gone?"  "I
just cannot take the hurt again."

"That is not going to happen, Mike" he said.  "You cannot say that for a
fact, Hank."  "You are just 18?"  "Almost 19." he interrupted.  "Ok, 19,
but you have a promising future before you.  I could tell today at the
studio, you have an eye for setting up shots, etc. "  "Plus, you are strong
and have the balls to tell Jordy where to get off it."  "I expect you will
be doing a lot more than getting water and shaving people."  "And you are
going to meet a lot of good looking guys, like Chris, who are closer to
your age and with whom you will have more things in common."

"Chris is straight, Mike."  "He did not even spring a boner when I was
shaving him."  I asked him what would he have done if he had.  "Probably
sucked him off?not for what you think?but because I want you and you will
not let me touch you, I am horny as hell, Mike."  Hank grabbed me and
pulled me to the floor, flipped me on my back, crawled on top of me.  I was
struggling to break free, but he, being a wrestler had me pinned.

He kissed me, stuck his tongue in my mouth, and was grinding his groin into
mine.  I managed to tell him to knock it off, if he didn't I was surely
going to cum in my jeans.  He kept it up, until I just gave in and quit
resisting.  He undid my jeans, pulled my dick out and began stroking it
furiously.  I shouted, "Hank I am about to cum!"  He leaned down, took my
cock in his mouth in time to swallow my load.  I shot one stream after
another; I thought it would never end.

He had my cum on his lips and face, came up to me, kissed me passionately,
sharing my seed with me.  He said, "Now, don't tell me you didn't enjoy
that," I was too breathless to answer.  When I finally calmed down and my
breathing returned to normal, I said, "That was the most intense orgasm I
have ever had."  "Oh God, what have I done?"  He put his hands on my face
and said, "You did not do anything wrong, Mike.  It was all me and I loved
it, I love you."  "One of these days you are going to realize what we did
was the right thing to do, and some day you are going to do it to me, I
promise you."

I just lay there on the floor, hugging him, not wanting to lose the feel of
his touch.  My mind was racing out of control, asking myself, "What am I
going to do, now?"  He grabbed my arms and lifted me to my feet.  "Come on,
Mike, we need to clean you up."  We went into the bathroom, he stripped me
naked and washed the residual cum off my cock.  I was hard again,
instantly.  He stripped naked, too and we were standing there with our
cocks rubbing against each other. I was just beside myself with doubt and
shame.

"That was not fair, Hank."  I said.  "You have the moves to pin me easily,
I was defenseless."  "Are you pissed at me?" he asked.  "No, I am not, just
a little shell shocked."  "There is more of that when you want it, Mike."
I did not reply.  I needed to process this and put it all into prospective.
I went to the bed and sprawled out on top, naked, ass up.  He got in beside
me and was rubbing my ass, I said, "Not ready for that Hank."  He stopped.

I got up, put on shorts and went to the kitchen to start something for
dinner.  I was pretty quiet and did not respond to any comments Hank made.
My eyes were red from crying.  What I did not know, were they tears of joy
or of embarrassment.  Hank asked me, "Do you want me to leave?"  "No, why
would you ask that?" I responded.  "You are shutting down and I don't know
what you are thinking."  "Shit, Hank, I don't even know myself."

"Let me ask you something, Hank, do you feel I betrayed you, after I swore
our relationship would not be sexual, then let this happen?"  He said, "No,
i do not.  It is what I have wanted since you brought me home."  "I do not
feel betrayed or used at all."  "I have no regrets about what happened, but
I have to be honest, I want more."  "Like what?" I asked.  "I want you to
make love to me, rub my cock, suck it and my balls, and maybe even fuck
me."

"That is a lot to ask of this confused man, Hank."  "No it is not, Mike, I
want to feel your mouth on my dick, my balls and even your dick up my ass."
I laughed, "I thought you did not like that ass thing, Hank."  He answered,
"I didn't the 2 times it was done roughly to me, but that was animal
fucking, no feeling at all?just doing it and getting it over with."  "I am
ashamed of myself for doing it, but I needed the money."

"See, that is why I am so conflicted, you were used for a price, because
you were desperate and had no other choice."  "Here you have choices."  "I
am helping you because I think you have potential to be a success and I
want to encourage you without you feeling you owe me something."  "I do owe
you, not sex, but I owe you my life, you rescued me out of the goodness of
your heart."  "How do I ever repay you for that?"

"By working hard, being successful and to pay it forward, that's all."
Hank had a sour look on his face and said, "I am not hungry, I think I will
go to the bedroom and rest."  He got up and left the kitchen.  Damn!  I
thought, now I have hurt him.  Shit!  I turned off the stove, and went to
find him.  He was not in my bed.  I looked across the hall in another
bedroom.  He was laying on the bed starring at the ceiling.

"Hank, why are you in here and not in my bed/" I asked.  "What's the use,
you obviously do not want me and it hurts, Mike, it hurts like hell."  I
went over to the bed, reached down and picked him up.  I carried him to my
room, put him down on my bed and began kissing him all up and down his
naked body.  When I came to his cock, I did not hesitate, I took it in my
mouth and began to suck, not really knowing what I was doing.

Hank was writhing all over the bed, crying and laughing at the same time.
He said in a breathless tone, "Mike, you do love me, you love me, oh my
God, you really love me."  I stopped what I was doing, looked him in the
eyes and said, "Yes, Hank, I really love you."

After Hank shot many ropes of cum all over my face and chest, we lay in the
bed, not speaking, just holding on to each other.  Strangely, I was feeling
very calm and relaxed, happy with this gorgeous boy in my arms.  I could
hear him starting to softly snore.  I smiled and drifted off to sleep
myself.

Around 10p, I woke up with a serious growling in my stomach, I was hungry
as a bear.  We had not eaten since lunch.  I eased myself out of the bed
without disturbing Hank.  I looked at the peaceful look on his handsome
face with real love in my heart, then turned to go to the bathroom for a
much needed piss.  After washing up a bit, I went to the kitchen to find
something simple for us to eat.

I was bending over to get some fruit out of the crisper, when Hank walked
into the room.  I stood up as he came to me, hugged and kissed me, not
saying a word.  We stood there looking into each other's eyes, holding on
to each other.  I started to speak, but he put his finger tips on my lips
and said, "Don't talk."  Having his naked body touching mine, was the most
wonderful feeling.  I was thinking about what he said last night about
needing to be held and having affection shown.  I knew the feeling, it had
been a long time for me, too.

After what seemed like an eternity, I broke our embrace and said, "Are you
hungry? I am starved."  He replied that he was, so we made sandwiches, had
fresh fruit and milk.  Not much was said as we were eating, we were
communicating with our eyes.  Hank finally broke the silence, "Any regrets,
Mike?"  I answered there were none.  "How about you, Hank?"  "Not at all.
I have to admit I was surprised you did it, but it was amazing."  "You made
me feel so special, so loved."

"Hank, I want you to know it meant a lot to me, too."  "I am scared,
however, scared of getting my heart smashed again, but if I don't put
myself out there, how will I ever find happiness?"  Hank said, "We will
take this slow, like you asked, baby steps, to decide what we want and what
we need from each other."  "What I need right now, is to take you to bed.
If we have sex, great, if not, just holding on to you willmake me happy."
I said.

After cleaning up the kitchen, we walked hand in hand to our bedroom, yes,
it was our bedroom now.  I could not stop smiling.

Well, are you surprised?  I have to tell you, I wrote this, edited it at
least 20 times.  Nothing seemed just right until this version.  Stay tuned,
there is much more to come, just haven't figured it all out yet.  Any
comments, Email me @ Elouis1915@Yahoo.com, putting Homeless Boy in the
subject line so I will not mistake it for spam.  Thanks for reading.