Date: Mon, 12 Nov 2001 23:07:12 EST From: Chartoe@aol.com Subject: Surviving the Depression-7 This is to let anyone who reads this story that it is all fiction. I have been getting a lot of comments on this story and am actually enjoying writing the story. If you do not want to read about men and young adults haveing sex together then you should go to some other story. Please send any comment to chartoe@aol.com. Surviving the Depression- 7 As I walked into the cafe I noticed Dad was sitting at a booth with someone who had his back to me. The closer I got the more I felt like I knew him. When I got to the booth I was happy to see the short business man that had given me the money. "Hello, Mr.....ah" I stammered as I realized that I didn't know his name. "Hello yourself," He said as he slid over and patted the seat beside him. "Have a seat." "You can call me Paul, Paul Wells." He said. "How has everything been going for you." He asked as he slid his hand on the top of my thigh. At first I jumped but realized that no one could see his hand underneath the table. He kept sliding his had up and down my leg as he talked with Dad. Seems that Mr. Wells was going to move his small office into a larger one and he was trying to hire Dad or at least his truck. Dad had told him that he would be glad to rent him his truck but it would have to be after we got off work at night. "That's fine and if you know of a few healthy boys who want to make a couple of dollars bring them along." Mr. Wells said as he let his hand run down between my legs as he squeezed my now rock hard cock. "I think we know of a couple of boys who wouldn't mind helping." Dad said as he noticed the change in the expression on my face. "Do I need to leave the two of you alone?" He asked half grinning. "That sounds great to me." Mr. Wells said, "But not here, why don't we go over to my office and I can show you what we have to move tomorrow." "There is also a small office we can use for a little privacy." We all got up and started out the cafe. I was having a little trouble trying to walk and make it not noticeable to anyone that happened to be watching. We walked down the road and went into an old building with several office in it. There were several doors with different names on them. One was a lawyer, another a dentist, and a couple others that I didn't read. We went into one of the offices that had some filing cabinets and a desk. Off to one side was another door that Mr. Wells went into and we noticed some more file cabinets and another desk. Mr. Wells and Dad walked around as Mr. Wells showed Dad what items could be moved tomorrow and everything else would go the following day. After a few minutes of this Mr. Wells looked at Dad and said, "Mind if the boy and I take a tour of my office?" Dad looked at me and Mr. Wells and said, "If that's what he wants, it's always ok by me." "I'm going back to the cafe and have a couple cups of coffee, will wait there until the two of you are through." Dad left and Mr. Wells invited me into his office where he proceeded to take off his cloths and then looked at me and told me to do the same. When I got my pants off Mr. Wells was already on his knees waiting for my cock. He sucked it in his mouth and started licking and sucking at such a fast pace that I knew I wasn't going to last very long. He kept at it and even slapped my hand away when I tried to slow him down. I screamed as I unloaded down his throat and almost collapsed when my legs buckled. Mr. Wells grabbed my ass and steadied me when I started to sway. He then slid up my body and kissed my on the lips. "Just had to please you one time without you having to do anything in return." He said. "Kind of really thanking you for helping me settle that business deal the other day." "I don't have any financial worries for as long as I can imagine because of the deal, and whatever you decide to do don't let the lack of money stop you, you can always come to me if you need help." "Now I want you to fuck me until I cum all over the both of us." He said as he pushed everything off the desk and laid with his back on top of it. He pulled his legs up and exposed his asshole which was on the edge of the desk. "Look in the first drawer and get that tube of ointment out and spread it on your cock." He said. I retrieved the ointment and applied enough so that my dick was covered even though it wasn't completely hard yet. I stood there and rubbed up and down until it was hard enough to enter Mr. Wells. I leaned over and started licking Mr. Wells asshole hoping it would help get my dick harder. Mr. Wells started moaning and was trying to pull his legs even further back to open his asshole wider. As my tongue slid further and further up his asshole my dick started to respond and I was ready to do whatever Mr. Wells wanted me to do. I stood up and guided my dick all the way up his asshole as he let his legs drop to my sides and he tried to wrap them around my waist. I started pumping in and out until I found that special spot inside and I felt his body jerk a little and he started a deep moan. I kept grinding my dick at that spot until I noticed the pre cum oozing out of his dick head. I wanted to lean down and lick his dick clean, but I knew that to do that I would have to stop fucking him and at the time the fucking was feeling awful nice. I kept fucking away at his asshole and he had leaked so much pre cum that his lower belly along with all his pubic hair was wet and slippery. "Faster, faster." He yelled as I recognized a desperate sound in his voice. I started slamming my dick at him as fast as I could, just when I thought I was about to cum Mr. Wells' dick let out a stream of cum that almost landed on his face. He moaned and rolled his head back as his body continued to jerk while his dick let out spurt after spurt. I stopped pumping as his asshole clamped down on my dick and I just watched as wave after wave of his orgasm pulsed through his body. When his asshole relaxed I started pumping at him with the only intention of fulfilling my own desire. Again just as I was about to cum Mr. Wells was grabbing the edge of the desk as he had another demanding orgasm. I figured that if I wanted to get off I had to get Mr. Wells in a different position. I pulled out and told him to roll over on his stomach. He was so weak at the time that he wasn't going to put up any fight as he rolled over and slid down so that his legs were hanging off the edge. I moved in behind him and had my dick inside him before he even had time to prepare for it. I saw his ass and back as it tensed up from the sudden intrusion of my dick. He then relaxed and I started to fuck as fast as I could. Mr. Wells spread his legs as far as he could and started pushing his ass back at me. I leaned over and grabbed around his back and slid my hands up under his breast. I was humping his ass and squeezing his breast as he began to cum again. This time his asshole just pulsed as his balls shot its cum out through his dick. This caused my dick to jump as my cum started shooting deep inside his ass as I continued to hump his ass. He yelled out in pain as I had squeezed his breast a little to hard during the moment of orgasm. "Easy, easy that's going to leave a bruise." He said as I calmed down and laid on his back and didn't want to move. "Would love to have you stay there all night, but you and I have got to go." He said as he lifted himself up forcing me to pull out and back away from him. "Come with me." He said as we both went into a small bathroom and helped each other wipe off with a small washcloth. "Tomorrow I will try to have some more wash cloths and towels in case we happen to do this again." He said. "And I hope we do." We walked back to the cafe where Dad was chatting with the waitress and drinking another cup of coffee. "You two seem to be hitting it off." I said as I winked at him. "You seem to be in good spirits." Dad said as he raised himself, said his goodbyes to the waitress, and started out the door. "Well, what got you in such a good mood tonight?" Dad asked as we drove away from the cafe. "For the first time, I fucked someone and really let myself go, it was unbelievable." "Oh, and I think I may have left bruises." "You didn't hurt him did you?" Dad asked a little concerned. "I don't think so he just said it would probably bruise, he didn't act like it was anything more, besides we can ask him if he is alright tomorrow." I told Dad and he seemed to be alright with my response. We returned to our shack and just laid around enjoying each others company and bodies but not really getting into any sex. We both dozed off and had a peaceful night of sleep. When we woke up the next morning we went about our usual routine and prepared for work. Nothing out of the ordinary happened at work and at lunch I went in search of John to ask him if he wanted to make a couple of dollars helping move Mr. Wells' office furniture to this new office. Naturally he was very willing to make extra money. We sat and talked about anything that popped into our heads until the foreman called to go back to work. As we left I told Stan that we would pick him up after work and don't worry about eating that I was treating at the cafe. We both went off in the direction of the fields we were working in and I noticed that John had a little more bounce in his step as he was feeling a lot better knowing he would have a little spending money from the moving job. When work was over and we were driving back to the camp I told Dad about John, and said we could probably get Stan to help also and he was just down the road from Mr. Wells' office. Dad said it sounded like a good deal and it was alright with him. I also told him that I was treating them to a meal at the cafe afterwards if it was alright with him. "You remember we set up your money so that you would have your own spending money and it didn't matter what you spent it on, well if this is something you want to do then it's fine with me, you don't have to ask my permission." Dad said as he grinned at me. As we got to the camp we both cleaned up as best we could without taking a sink bath. I told Dad that I was going to find John and we would wait for him at the turnoff, but not to get into to big a hurry because I wanted to go by and see if Grandma needed anything I could pick up in town while we were going there. Dad said that was ok with him as I ran out the door and down to Grandma's tent. When I got there John was also there helping Grandma serve the younger children. "Hey, Grandma, how is everything going?" I asked as she turned around to see who was talking. "Oh, hello, everything is fine just fine, most of these children have never eaten so good thanks to you." She said as she suddenly covered her mouth realizing she had thanked me for the things they were eating. "It's ok." I said as I looked around and didn't notice anyone that had really heard what she had said. "John and I are going into town and helping a man move is office equipment and since we were going to be in town I was wondering if there was anything you needed." I said. "Well if you can find a few eggs I was wanting to make a birthday cake for a few of the children." "There are three children here whose birthdays are this week." "If you can't don't worry about it." She said as he served another couple of children who had the biggest smiles on their faces. She then turned around and looked at me and said, "Son, I know you get us this food for the children, but there are a few women who are with child and they are not getting the proper food that they need." "Was wondering if it was ok to feed them?" "Hey, that's your decision, remember I don't I don't know where you get this food from and really don't have a say in who you give it too." I said winking at her. She just smiled and went on about her work as John and I said our goodbyes and started for the end of the road to wait on Dad. "I bet you already knew that she had been bringing in the pregnant women and serving them in her tent." John said. "She has been doing it every since you started getting the vegetables for her, and I am glad you don't mind because my mother happens to be one of them." "She lost a child last year because she didn't have enough to eat." We walked on without saying anything until we saw Dad's truck heading toward us. "Oh, by the way I am going to see if Stan can help us also." I said as the truck pulled up and we climbed into the front with Dad. "Well everything alright with Grandma's kitchen?" Dad asked as he laughed at the sound of Grandma's kitchen. "Yeah, I think so." I said as I filled him in on what she said she would love to have and what she was doing with the pregnant women. As we got to town I had Dad drop me off at Mr. Balkin's store and told him we would be right along. As I went inside Stan was straitening up some cans on the shelves and Mr. Balkin was doing some paper work on the counter. "How is everything going around here?" I asked as I looked at Mr. Balkin. "Hello, hello there couldn't be better, the only problem is that I can't keep up with Stan's desires, but am having a hell of a time trying." Mr. Balkin said with a big grin on his face. "Now what brings you here this time of day?" He asked. "Oh, John , Dad, and I are moving Mr. Wells office for him and I came by to see if Stan wanted to help, Mr. Wells is paying us a couple of dollars and is renting Dad's truck." I said, "He also will need us tomorrow evening." Mr. Balkin looked at Stan and said, "Well you want to earn a few dollars for yourself?" "Sure." Stan said as he moved toward us and started removing the apron he had on over his clothes. "We will see you in an hour or so Mr. Balkin, and I am going to treat them to hamburgers after we finish." I said as we left the store. "Let me know the truth, how is it working out with you and Mr. Balkin?" I asked Stan as we headed for Mr. Wells office. "Couldn't be better, but Mr. Balkin was right when he said he couldn't keep up with my desires, seems the more sex I have with him the more I want." "Don't do anything that could embarrass Mr. Balkin with the people in town and maybe we can find someone to help you out a little, just don't mess up the situation you have." I said as we noticed Dad's truck backed up to the front of the building where Mr. Wells' office was. As we got there Dad and John were loading one of the file cabinets onto the back of the truck. We ran in and started moving the next cabinet. Mr. Wells was walking around trying to figure out what could be moved today and what needed to stay until tomorrow. We worked steady for about an hour and the truck was almost completely loaded when we looked around and the only things left in either office were the desk and a few items on them. "That's all we can load up today." Mr. Wells said as he made one last look around. We all went outside as he locked up the office and then the front door to the building. Stan, John and I decided to walk to the other building while Mr. Wells and Dad rode in the truck. We were there at the same time that Dad had backed the truck up to the front door. Mr. Wells got out and unlocked the door. "Ok, fellows all we have to do is get the stuff inside, don't worry about where it goes because I don't even know for sure." Mr. Wells said. We got busy moving the furniture inside and against one of the walls so that it would be easy to move it later own when the decision would be make as to where it would all go. We had unloaded the truck in half the time it had taken to load it. As we were finishing up I noticed Joe pull up and talked to Dad and then drive on off as he waved at me. Mr. Wells came out and said he guessed that was all we could do today and wanted to know if we all would be back tomorrow. As we all said we would he let us know that he would pay us then. Mr. Wells thanked us for the help and said he would be waiting on us tomorrow. We climbed in the back of the truck as Dad drove us to the cafe. The waitress waved at us as we entered and continued on toward one of the booths in the back. As we went in we noticed that the place had a little more business than usual. There was a couple in one booth on the other side from us, a few of the pickers that worked where we did, a couple of businessmen with suits on, and an old farmer type talking to the owner of the cafe. As we walked by we heard part of the conversation the farmer was having about having to sale his live stock and move away. Dad stopped and walked back to the farmer and started chatting to him as we went on to the booth. Dad came back to where he was and told me to order him a hamburger and a drink and he would be back in just a minute or two. He left the cafe with the farmer and we got excited as the waitress walked up and said, "And what do you three handsome gentlemen want today?" "We need four of your largest hamburgers with everything, plenty of fries, and three large sodas and a cup of coffee for Dad." I said, "I almost forgot need to know what cakes and pies you have also." She wrote down our order and smiled at us as she went to place the order and get us our drinks. She returned with the sodas and said, "I'll bring the coffee when Dad returns and we have apple pie, peach pie, a custard pie, and a chocolate cake." She stood there looking at the three of us trying to decide which pie or cake to order. "Tell you what I will do, but don't you tell the owner, I will bring you a large piece of each and you can try all of them, then next time you might know which one you prefer." "How does that sound?" She said grinning at us. "Great." John said as he picked up his soda and started gulping it down. "Oh, yeah and I can give you another soda at cost as long as you don't let the owner know." she said. "Hey! are you trying to give away my business?" The owner yelled at her with a grin on his face. He had a pretty good idea what the waitress was doing but really didn't mind as long as we were paying for our meals he knew he was making some profit. I jumped up and told the others I would be right back as I suddenly had an idea that might help Stan with his problem. As I ran past Dad and the farmer I noticed they were unloading something off of the farmer's truck and I told Dad I was trying to catch Mr. Wells before he left. Wanted to talk to him about something. As I got to the office building Mr. Wells was just locking up. He turned around and was a little startled at first. "Everything alright?" He asked as I stood there trying to catch my breath. "I'm fine, just wanted to catch you before you went home." I said, "Have a proposition for you if you want it" I told him about what I was thinking about and then ran back to the cafe. As I got back to the booth the waitress was serving the food and pouring Dad his cup of coffee. We all dove into our meals and didn't say anything until John pushed his plate away with most of his fries still on it and said, "I don't think I can eat anymore." "Remember that when the desert gets here." Stan said as we laughed. The waitress then brought us a large plate with very large pieces of pie and cake on it, along with four small plates. "Enjoy the desert and I'll go get your ticket" She said as she refilled Dad's coffee. Dad reached over a started dividing the deserts into four equal pieces and placing them on the small plates. He then passed each of us a plate and told us to dig in. All we could here from John and Stan were moans of enjoyment as they sampled each desert. "It sure is nice to see and hear people enjoy their food." The waitress said as she placed the ticket on the table and asked if we needed anything else. We finished our deserts but I noticed that Dad hadn't touched his so I asked, "Aren't you going to eat yours?" "No don't want any sweets right now but if you can decide who gets what the three of you are welcome to it." He said. The other two both looked at me as I said, "I have had enough so I guess they can have yours, if they don't fight over who gets what." They both chose two each and ate them down in very little time. I grabbed the ticket and started to the counter to pay for the meal. Dad and the other two got up and headed for the door. I handed the owner the amount on the ticket and then gave him a dollar and told him to give it to the waitress. He took the money and said he would be sure to get it to her and to be sure to come back anytime. When I got to the truck their was an unpleasant smell coming from the back, I immediately knew what it was since I had been raised on a farm. Without looking I asked Dad, "What are you going to do with chickens?" "Well chickens lay eggs and you said you wanted to get some eggs, besides I got them at a steal from the farmer that was here when we got here, also we have to go by his farm and pick up a milk cow and some feed he has." Dad said with a grin on his face. We drove Stan back to Mr. Balkin's store and I got out of the truck and told Dad I would only be a minute as I needed to talk to Mr. Balkin. When I returned I was carrying a basket with some vegetables and Stan was following along with another basket. I got back into the truck and we were off to the camp. John didn't say anything as we drove along until John finally broke the silence, "Why do the two of you give other people things when you are not rich yourselves?" Dad looked at me and then said, "It's just a nice filling when you are able to help someone who can't at the time help themselves, like when you were helping Stan before he moved in town." "You didn't have to help, but I bet it made you feel good when you did." "Just hate to see people in need of simple things in life, and hope someone is helping my family it they are in need." By this time we were at Grandma's tent and she came out to meet us. She started surveying the vegetables in the baskets and thanking us for them. She was about to go back into her tent when Dad said, "What you want us to do with the rest of this?" She turned around and looked puzzled at Dad as he pulled the tarp off of the five or six pens with about four chickens in each pen. They were nice healthy chickens and there actually were four or five eggs in some of the nests. Grandma just stood there with her mouth gapped open and didn't know what to say. John broke the silence by saying, "There is room for the cages behind her tent." We all three got busy and moved the cages far enough behind her tent that the smell wouldn't be a problem. Dad then pulled the wire and post from off the truck and told her that if she couldn't find anyone to fix a little fenced in yard for her that we could do it on the weekend. John looked at Dad and said, "I know of some men that would be happy to build the pen, and would probably have it done by tomorrow." Dad and I decided it was a good time to leave so we climbed into the truck and drove off. As we got back to our shack Dad informed me that Mr. Thompson wanted to get with me at Joe's house tomorrow after work and he had some news on my grandparents and the farm. This got me really excited as I started massaging Dads back and butt. We both headed for the bed as we started pulling our clothes off. When we got to the bed we were both naked and sporting hard dicks. We laid down so that each of us could get the other's dick in there mouth. I thought I was going to cum the second Dad swallowed my dick, but was able to control myself and start in on Dad's dick. Dad was not as lucky as he shot his cum down my throat. He grunted more out of disappointment than satisfaction. "Didn't want to cum that fast, sorry." He said as he then went back to work on my cock. He pulled his mouth away and said, "Go ahead and satisfy yourself in my ass and then we can cuddle and go to sleep." He rolled over and spread his legs as I climbed onto his back and slid my dick inside his asshole. He grunted and then moaned as he got accustomed to my dick. I then started a slow pump working up to a faster pace as his asshole allowed. I then reached underneath his chest and started pulling on his breast. He moaned and said, "Yes, that feels so good, don't stop." I picked up the pace even more as so did my hands. This time I was not able to stop my orgasm as my dick pulsed inside Dad's asshole. I jerked several times and then laid gently against Dad's back. We laid there for a few minutes until Dad rolled over and grabbed me in a bear hug. "You know if I don't see my wife for before too long I may never go back to women." Dad said as he pulled me even closer and then let his arms relax as he closed his eyes. I had wanted to talk to Dad about the plan I had been planning with Stan, but didn't want to wake him up. I figured it could keep until the morning as I slowly slipped off to sleep.