Date: Sat, 26 Sep 2009 01:23:48 -0400
From: mike loggerman <chatterman36@gmail.com>
Subject: Homeless Twink

I was out of town on business, and as usual, I was horny.  IT was the end of
my trip and I was going home the next morning. I drove down the main road,
and saw a young guy in dirty ragged clothes holding a cardboard sign that
said, "Will Work For Food."  What struck me was not the sign.  I'd seen
unfortunates with signs like that before.  It was that as I sat at the
traffic light, I could see that he was young.  He didn't look a day over 18.
  The light was about to change.  I rolled down my window and called him
over.  I asked what he would do for room and board.    Just then the light
changed, and I moved to the right and pulled over.  He came running over
with his small backpack, and said he would do anything that didn't hurt.

I told him to get in the car and he opened the door and got in.  He told me
his name was Allen.  He had a very strong body odor.  It was like very old,
stale sweat.  His skin was dirty, and his hair looked like it hadn't been
washed in weeks.  I asked him how long he had been on the streets, and he
said for a few weeks. We had to ride with the windows open because it
smelled so badly. He told me he had been in foster care, and was mistreated
there.  The case workers didn't listen, so he just left.  I asked him if he
did drugs and he said he didn't.  He said people saw how young he was, so he
got meals regularly without having to work.  He had been sleeping under an
underpass, but it was starting to get cold.

We got to my motel, and I told him to take off his clothes and put them in a
plastic bag I had, and I'd take them to a laundry down the street.  I
watched him undress.  He had a smooth chest, hairy pits, and a long dangling
cock surrounded by a dark bush.  If he didn't smell so malodorous, I would
have bottomed for him right then and there.  I told him that when you
haven't showered in a long while, you need a really good scrubbing to get
the stale scent out of your pores.  I asked if he wanted me to scrub him
down, and he said he could do it, but I might get some places hard to reach,
so maybe I should.

I took off my clothes and got in the shower with him.  I started soaping his
chest and arms.  He lifted his arms so I could do his pits, and they were
just rancid.  I loved how hairy they were, and soaped and rinsed them
several times.  I gave them the sniff test, and they were clean.  I moved
down his body and got on my knees to work his crotch.  I love a musky
crotch, but his was too ripe even for me, so I parted his legs and soaped
from his navel to his ass, working up a good lather.  He moaned as I soaped
his balls, and his cock got hard.  I soaped it and stroked it, marveling at
his size.  He had a fairly thick eight inch cock.  I figured I'd play with
it later.  I had him turn around and I scrubbed his back, ass and legs. then
had him rinse off.  I shampooed his hair and we got out of the shower and
dried off.

I got dressed, scooped up his clothes and took them to the motel's laundry
room and put them in the wash.  When I got back, Allen was lying in bed
naked.  I lay down next to him.  His body was beautiful.  He wasn't
muscular, or even toned, but he had a smooth chest and stomach, long dark
armpit hair, and a very wide, thick bush that he didn't trim.  His legs were
hairy.  I asked him if he had sex with anyone, and he said he hadn't.  He
was afraid of getting hurt on the streets, so he kept to himself mostly.  He
asked me what I meant by room and board, and what I wanted for it.  I told
him I was offering him a nice place to live and all he could eat, for as
long as he wanted to stay.  I said in exchange, all I wanted was to be able
to feel and play with his body when I wanted, and to let me suck his cock
when I wanted.  I said everything I would do would only make him feel
good.   He looked skeptical and asked what he had to do for me.  I said he
didn't have to do anything he didn't want to do, but if he wanted to fuck
me, he could do it when he wanted.  He was surprised and asked if that was
all, really, and I said yes.

Allen started to cry, and said no one cared about making him feel good since
he was a kid.  His parents were alcoholics and he was taken away from them.
He went from foster home to foster home, where he was treated like a slave.
I ran my fingertips along his hairy thighs and said this would be
different.  He lay on his back and spread his legs, letting me caress his
thighs and move up to his hairy crotch.  He sighed as I played with his
balls and took them one by one into my mouth and sucked them.  His cock was
hard and the head touched his navel.  I swirled my tongue around the
underside and took him in my mouth.  He watched as my mouth moved up and
down his thick shaft until his pubes were in my face.  He thrust his hairy
pelvis in my face as I sucked him.  I felt him tense up and shudder as he
unloaded a huge load of cum in my mouth.  I swallowed it and lay beside
him.  He reached over to me and started feeling my man tits.  He looked at
me and asked if this was all he had to do to be able to live with me.  I
said it was.  He smiled and thanked me.

I went to the laundry room and got Allen's clothes, which smelled a whole
lot better now.  When I brought them back, he was lying on the bed and his
cock was hard again.  He asked, almost appogetically,  if I could suck him
again.  I told him not to be shy about asking me to do that for him, because
I liked making him feel good.  I sat on the bed, and had him stand in front
of me.  I took his cock in my mouth and started sucking him while my hands
roamed his body.  He had a hairy ass crack and I played with it with my
finger tips as I sucked him.  I played with his balls and reached behind
them, feeling his very hairy area between his balls and ass hole.  As I
sucked him, he reached down and played with my tits.  I was glad he liked
them.  I felt the indents in the sides of his cheeks as I sucked him, and
felt him starting to thrust and tense up.  I pulled back on his cock, so the
head would be in my mouth, and felt his cock throb in my mouth and he
rewarded me with a big warm load.  He asked me to open my mouth and I let
him see his load in my mouth.  Then I swallowed it.  He hugged me and lay
next to me and said I was the best thing that happened to him.

As we lay there, my cock was hard, and he reached between my legs and
started stroking me.  My cock was half the size of his, but he stroked me
hard and fast.  I moaned loudly, and shot my load on my stomach.  I thanked
him and told him it felt good, but he doesnt have to do that if he doesn't
want to.  He said he wanted to get me off, that it was only fair.  Then he
said he liked being able to touch me anywhere too.  We fell asleep in
eachother's arms.

The next morning, I woke up with Allen sleeping beside me, but he had
morning wood so I got between his legs and started sucking his cock.  He
started moaning as I sucked him and massaged his inner thighs.  I breathed
in his natural crotch scent, and felt him run his fingers through my hair as
I sucked him down to his pubes.  He moaned loudly and thrust his hips into
my face as he shot his morning load down my throat.  I pulled off his cock
so I could get the rest of his load in my mouth.  He asked if this is what
he would have to expect living with me.  I said that I wanted to suck him
every chance I got, and more if he lets me.  He smiled and asked how he
could repay me.  I told him every load of cum he gave me was repayment.  We
got dressed and got in the car.  I asked him if he minded that I lived over
a hundred miles from here, and he said no, it was fine.

We stopped for breakfast and ate in the car.  We passed a mall, and went to
a mens shop and bought him some jeans, shirts, and underwear.  He wanted
boxers, I wanted him to wear white briefs, so I bought him both kinds.  We
drove the rest of the way home, and got in the house.  I gave him a spare
bedroom to have for his own space, but told him I wanted him to sleep with
me.  He smiled and said he liked it that way better.  He was a bit
overwhelmed that I gave him his own room, and know what to say.  I asked if
something was wrong, but he just looked at me and pressed his lips against
mine, sliding his tongue into my mouth.  Our tongues dueled and let him push
me on the bed and lay on top of me as he kissed me passionately.  He said no
one ever did anything like this for him, and he wanted me to know that he
wanted to make me happy too.  I told him he was already making me happy.

As he lay on top of me, he unbuttoned my shirt and started sucking my tits.
He undid my pants and pushed them down as he wrapped his hand around my hard
cock.  He took off his shirt and pants, and lay on top of me, grinding his
cock into mine as he kissed me and squeezed my tits and thrust his crotch
into mine.  I slid below him and took his sweaty cock in my mouth.  He
moaned and thrust his hips into my face as I sucked him hard.  He yelled he
was going to cum, and I swallowed a huge load.

He lay on the bed exhausted, as I lay next to him.  He put his arms behind
his head and I started licking his hairy pits.  He purred as I licked them,
and moved to his flat hard nipples.  I asked if he wanted to feel even
better.  He said he did, so I told him to straddle my head with his legs.
As he did, I parted his hairy cheeks, and licked his hairy hole as he
writhed in pleasure.  As his moaning reached higher pitches, he stopped me
and said he couldn't stand it anymore.  I was afraid it was too much and he
was going to leave.  I asked what he meant.  He said he was too worked up
and needed to fuck.  I lay on my back and pulled my legs up on my chest,
exposing my hole.  He positioned his dripping cock at my hole and touched my
hole with it, getting it slippery with precum.  I knew he hadn't done this
before, so I told him to push in and out of me slowly, until he was all the
way inside.  He moaned as his head popped inside me, and he moved in and out
working more of his big cock inside, until he was all the way in.  He didn't
take his eyes off mine as he thrust in and out of me.  We moaned together as
his massive cock made itself master of my ass.  He thrust harder and faster,
and froze up as his massive orgasm filled my insides.  He stayed in me until
he went soft, then lay beside me.  I sucked his cock clean, and lay back,
thanking him.

He got between my legs and held my cock and stroked it a few times.  He
looked at me and then licked my head, before taking my cock in his mouth and
sucking me.  I moaned continually as he sucked me fast and hard.  When I
could hold back no longer, I shot my load in his mouth and I watched Allen
swallow.  I told him he didn't have to do it, but he said he did.  I asked
why, and he said when he fucked me I became his, and now that he swallowed
my load, he was mine.  He held me and said he wanted to belong to me.

We showered and got dressed and did some work around the house.  I took some
steaks out of the freezer and made us dinner.  After dinner we loaded the
dishwasher and watched some TV.  I asked him to stand up and face me.  He
stood in front of me, and I unzipped his pants and pulled them down.  I
fondled his long low hanging balls, and gently sucked his growing member.  I
asked if he had another load for me.  He said he did and asked if he could
fuck me again.  I reassured him and told him I loved him fucking me more
than anything.  The truth was, his cock was so thick and long, it rode over
my prostate with every in and out thrust.  He told me to go in the bedroom
and lie on the bed naked, and he would take care of everything.

I got into bed and he came out of the bathroom naked.  He lay on top of me
and started kissing me.  He moved to my side and kept kissing me as he moved
his hand between my legs and fingered my ass.  He fingered me for a long
time and sucked my nipples.  He turned me on my side with my back toward
him.  He reached around me and squeezed my tits as he kissed my neck.  He
pulled my top leg up and pressed his hard cock against my hole.  He slowly
and tenderly thrust in and out of me until I could feel his pubes against
me.  He held me and thrust in and out of me, slowly but firmly.  I moaned in
pleasure as I enjoyed feeling his big cock riding along my prostate.  As he
thrust into me over and over, he said the reason he likes fucking me is that
it makes him feel like the man and I'm his woman, and I belong to him.  I
told him the reason I like him fucking me is that its as close as two people
can be, and I like him being that close to me.  His cock started to throb as
he moved in and out of me, and he thrust faster, and shot his load in me.
He kissed my neck again and said he loves being inside me.  He stayed in me
until he softened and slipped out.

When we were done, he was pretty sweaty, and had him lie on the bed.  I
licked his sweaty pits then got between his legs and licked his balls and
licked from his balls to his ass.  We went to the shower and soaped each
other enjoying the slippery feel.  We were both hard again, and I leaned
against the wall and asked him to fuck me from behind.  He spread my cheeks
and pressed his hard cock agaisnt my hole.  It slid right in from being so
soapy.  He held my shoulders and thrust in and out of me hard and fast, and
I felt him explode inside me.  We dried off, and lay in  bed.  About 2am I
woke up as Allen was sucking my cock.  I lay there as warm passionate
feelings came over me.  Suddenly I exploded in his mouth and he swallowed
it.  He looked at me and said my body belonged to him and he could suck me
anytime he wanted.  I laughed and held him close.

Allen and I made love constantly.. As weeks passed, I pushed him to enroll
in community college.  He met someone his own age in class, and he moved
out.  After a while, I stopped hearing from him.