Date: 4 Jan 2003 14:05:12 -0800 From: Dave Subject: Skid Row Orphan (Adult Youth b/M) Warning: This document contains Adult Material. If it is illegal where you live to view adult material, leave now! If you find Adult material offensive, you may also leave now. If you have not left, then it is assumed you are either not illegal and you would not be offended by the content of this story. So sit back and hopefully enjoy. Feedback is cheerfully encouraged! If anyone that would like me to write a story about your experiences send me an outline. Please send mail to davmay699@icqmail.com 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. If you enjoyed the story and have a story you would like me to write send your comments to davmay699@icqmail.com