Date: Sun, 03 Apr 2005 16:27:14 -0500
From: BUDDY A. <icq4fun2@hotmail.com>
Subject: Tramp to Sharp Dresser

I had just placed my order and gotten my coffee at this truck stop cafe on
I-30, about 2 miles from my house.  It was Saturday night and I had been to
the bar drinking beer all night.  I thought I needed some food on my stomach
before going to bed.  I saw this nasty dude, walking up the Service Road and
into the Cafe.  He was wearing dirty, worn out clothes, his arms covered
with tattoos and had a backpack on his back.  I was sitting on a stool at
the counter and he came up to me and asked if I had any money I could spare,
that he was hungry.  I was in a good mood and asked him to sit on the
barstool next to me and let me buy his dinner.  He said great, took off his
backpack and joined me.  I bought him a hamburger steak and a cup of coffee.
  He said he had ridden the bus as far as his money would take him, and now
he was stranded here.  We talked and he asked me if I knew where there was a
shelter for homeless people here.  I told him it was a small town and there
were no shelters.

We finished eating about the same time and I was about to go, when something
inside of me told me to take him home with me and try and help him.  I made
the offer and he was quick to accept.  We got in my truck and went to my
house.  He asked me about a shower and I thought he just wanted to know if
he could take a shower.  Then he said it had been a really long time since
anyone had given him a shower and washed his back with a washcloth.  He was
asking for me to give him a shower!  I accepted and soon we started removing
our clothes.

He wasn't a big guy, about 5'8" and weighed about 145 pounds.  He wasn't
skinny and had a descent build. He had long, thick, dirty black hair and
piercing blue eyes. His beard was unkept and also looked dirty. It was then
I realized that he probably was not as old as I had first thought.  When he
took off his jeans, my eyes almost popped out of my head!  He had a huge,
uncut dick with lots of foreskin.  I was thinking how much fun it was going
to be washing that!

I started the water, got the soap, washcloths and towels and a bottle of
shampoo.  I was going to clean him up, head to toe.  The water was warm now
so we stepped into my shower, not made for two.  I started with his chest
and back, under his arms, then his arms themselves.  This washcloth was
getting really dirty, so I got another one.  With this one I started at his
waist, going down his body.  With the feeling of the water hitting his dick
and me trying to wash it, it started to get hard, so I washed on it some
more.  It wasn't until I got to his ass hole that it sprang to full
attention.  The water had rinsed it off good and I could not hold back.  I
took it in my mouth and started sucking it and working it with my tongue.
He was loving every minute of it.  Then, I got my reward.  As my finger
worked it's way up his ass, he couldn't hold it any more and shot a huge
load of salty cum into my mouth.  When he finished, I stood up and he said
that was great.  I did not know how he would react, but I bent over and
kissed him in the mouth so he could taste his own cum.  I met no resistance
at all!

With this done, I went back to washing his legs and feet. They were nasty
too, with long, dirty toe nails, I would tend to those later.  I was almost
finished with his feet when he said oh, shit!  That he had to piss and he
could not hold it.  I told him to aim it at me and let it go.  His hot piss
with the hot water from the shower head felt so good on my body.  Then, I
shocked him when I took his pissing dick in my mouth again and started
swallowing it.  I stood up, took my hands and pushed his head back.  I think
he knew what to expect because he opened his mouth wide for me to come over
him and empty my mouth full of his piss in his mouth, which was followed by
an even longer kiss.  It was time now for me to finish my job so I finished
washing his neck, face and ears.  Last, I shampooed he hair.  At last, he
was clean!

We got out of the shower and I dried him off, paying special attention to
his dick and ass.  He was beginning to get hard again.  Once dry, I gave him
a toothbrush and some toothpaste and he again, asked me to brush his teeth
for him.  That was a little awkward, but I got the job done.  I told him to
go into my bedroom and I would do his finger nails and toe nails.  I went
and got the clippers out of my pants and grabbed a couple of beers while I
was near them.  He was excited to get the beer and said he had not been able
to buy one in a long time.  I cut his nails and then got the brush to work
on his hair.  His beard was a challenge for my electric razor, but after
about 20 minutes of work, I uncovered a beautiful face.  Although shaggy, he
had a beautiful, thick head of wavy hair.  That is when I realized that he
was going to be a good looking dude when I was finished with him.

While I was cleaning him up, we were talking.  I asked where he got all of
his tattoos.  He was hesitant to reply but told me he had gotten them in
prison.  I asked him what he went down for and he said it was a really bad
thing.  After asking several times, he finally told me. He had fucked his
brother-in-law's 10 year old step-son.  He was alone with him at the kid's
house and could not find the kid. He finally realized he was in the bathroom
with the door locked.  He could hear him talking as though he was talking to
someone.  The bathroom door lock was the usual kind, the one with a small
hole on the outside knob, that you can stick a coat hanger in and open the
door.  He did this and when he opened the door, he saw the kid laying on the
floor, his butt in the air, trying to encourage the family dog, a black Lab,
to mount his ass.  I made him stop and ran the dog out of the bathroom and
they went into the den and sat of the sofa and talked.  He said he had done
it before and that it felt good. I asked him if he had ever had anything
else up his ass.  He said yes, his finger, a carrot and he had tried to get
a cucumber up him, but it was too big.  I asked him if he had ever had a
guys dick up his ass and he said no, that was what he really wanted.
Knowing his parents were not due home for another hour and a half, I decided
to give him what he wanted.

I used vegetable oil, from the kitchen, for lube.  His hole was tiny, but in
about 5 minutes, I had my big dick buried deep in him.  He was complaining
of the pain but told me not to stop.  I fucked him about another 5 minutes
and shot a big load in him.  When I pulled out of him I saw something I did
not expect to see, blood.  I had torn his ass up.  When the parents came
home and after I had left, they found him bleeding from his rectum, and took
him to the Emergency Room where my cum gave  the DNA they needed to convict
him. Now, 14 years later, he had done his time but was living on the streets
and homeless shelters.  He said that 10 years in a Texas Prison for that
crime, was living hell.  He said that word about someone like him travels
fast and without the details.  He found himself brutally raped on numerous
times.  I assured him that I wanted to have sex with him that night but that
I would let him call the shots.  He said it wouldn't be rape with me,
besides he wanted to fuck me too.  Man!  It was GREAT!

Now, on a mission to clean him up and get him a job, I started off the next
day by taking him to a hairstylist.  They did an incredible job leaving him
with a head of hair a fashion model would die for.  We made a trip to
Goodwill to buy some dress clothes.  He got 3 Oxford cloth shirts , a black
pair of dress slacks and 2 pair of Kaki Dockers, and a nice pair of black
shoes.  When we got back home with the purchases, he said he felt like he
needed a shower again before trying them on.  However, this time, instead of
me bathing him with a washcloth, he asked me to sit on the floor of the
shower, with my dick in his mouth.  This time I knew what to expect, so I
gladly agreed.

We had only been in the shower for a few minutes when he told me to get
ready, here it comes!  As he fills my mouth with piss, he takes his dick out
and started pissing in my face and hair.  I wanted to drink it so I fought
to get it back in my mouth.  The taste had greatly improved from the night
before!  As I continued to play with it, it continued to get harder and
harder.  That is when he told me to stand up and let him have my ass.  It
had been a long time since I had been fucked and then, not by a dick this
big.  I sat my mind to it, knowing that I wanted it.  I also was aware that
we had not discussed HIV at all.  At that point in time, I didn't care!  As
he worked his way in me, the pain began to disappear and become pleasure.
At the rate he was going, I figured he was going to tear my fucking ass up
too.  Again, at this point, I didn't care.  Finally, he shoved it to the
hilt and I could feel him shoot load after load deep up my ass!  It was
GREAT!

When he pulled out of me, I was so turned on!  I had been jacking my own
dick while he fucked me.  Before, when I got fucked, my dick went limp.
This time, it went the other way, I was hard!
I asked him if he wanted me now, and he said yes, so I assumed the position.
  I could tell his ass had been fucked a lot.  I slid in with almost no
resistance.  It took me about 5 minutes of fucking him to blow my load.
Now, we both were satisfied.  Instead of trying on his new clothes, we
decided to take a nap instead.  We cuddled in my bed and soon fell asleep.

We did not wake up until the next morning, about 12 hours later.  It was
Monday and I had to go to work.  I told him bye and that I would be back at
6 PM.  We kissed and I was out the door. On my way to work, I got to
thinking about what he could do to make an honest living.  All of a sudden,
it hit me.  I have a friend that works at Saltgrass Steak House.  He did not
go in until about 11 AM so I called him on the phone and told him the
situation.  He said they had just had a major shake up and they were really
short employees.  He really did not think they would hire him because of his
prison record.  That night, about 10 PM, my phone rang and it was my friend.
  His boss told him that if this guy had a good appearance and personality
that would go good with the customers and he was willing to work, he would
give him a chance.  However, he needed him to be there the next day.  We
talked about it and it was agreed, he would be there.

Here is a guy that I have not known but a couple of days.  He has a prison
record.  I have gotten him a job 60 miles away with no way to get there.
Fortunately, I have a company car and my own pickup.  The first 2 months, he
commuted in my truck.  It was worth it, because he was home every night for
me to suck and fuck and cuddle with.  Then, he came home one day and told me
he was going to move in with a couple of other people that worked there and
they had promoted him up to a full waiter.  That was 6 months ago.  He now
has his own place, his own car and still comes to see me on his days off.  I
guess you never know.  The dude I saw walking into the Cafe, I thought was
gross.  My new friend I think is wonderful.  Last, but not least.  He just
got the report from his HIV test, and he is NEGATIVE!  I think we will be
friends for life.

This is a true story.  Don't judge someone by the way they look.  There may
be reasons you don't know about just like this was.

I would appreciate any comments.  icq4fun2@hotmail.com