Date: Tue, 24 Sep 2013 22:02:12 -0500 From: Ed Louis Subject: Homeless Boy 2 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. Please consider donating to Nifty to keep this site going and free. I thank you and Nifty thanks you. After arriving home, I showed Hank where he would sleep, had him hang up his new clothes and took his new underwear and socks to wash. I am a fanatic about that. He stripped down to his ragged tightey whiteys, stood there a minute, the took them off and pitched them in the trash. He looked at me and said, "I am not going to wear anything around the house tonight." I just shrugged and said, "Have it your way, just don't expect anything sexual from me." He said, "I know I turn you on, I saw your boner at supper." "Why are you denying it and why won't you let me blow you?" "Hank, I told you, there are no strings attached, I just want to help you get a new start, that's all." I turned and went to the laundry room, moved the wet linens to the dryer and started a new load. He came in right behind me and said, "I understand and I will not bother you again, but please, hug me. I haven't had any personal attention in so long and I need to be held." He started crying. I felt so bad for him, for him and put my arms around him and kissed the top of his head?I am taller than he is, 6'1 to his 5'8". He was sobbing so deeply, it was almost more than I could bear. I told him to come into the living room with me, where we could sit and talk. I guided him to the couch, sat down, put my arms around him. He lay his head on my chest, still sobbing. "Hank, please stop crying and talk to me." "Mike, you don't know how much all this means to me. After my mother died, there was no affection shown to me by anyone." "I was looking for someone to love me and I guess I thought Chase did, but he turned out to be a user and betrayed me." "Then on the streets, all anyone wanted from me was sex." "You are the first person in a long time to be kind to me and not expect anything. I want you to love me, maybe not sexually, but love me, hold me, kiss me." I was stroking his newly styled hair, not knowing what to say. I had a huge lump in my throat and tears in my eyes. This poor boy has had such a tough time and I resolved I would make his life better. I would never use him, never. I looked down over his nice tight, body and saw he had a hard on. I could feel my own cock growing in my pants. I just sat there stroking his hair while he cried. Suddenly, I felt his hand rubbing my crotch and unzipping my jeans. I said, "No, Hank, not gonna happen, it will make me a user and I am not one." He stopped, looked at me with those beautiful tearful, green eyes and asked, "Why, Mike, you know you want it." "I want it." "Hank, I just feel it is inappropriate, I have never done this before with a man, much less a young boy." I exclaimed. "How old are you, Mike?" he asked. "I am 26; I am straight; I just cannot do this." He sat up and said, "OK, but I know differently, you want me, you really do." "I don't expect you to do anything to me, just let me give you pleasure, please." I got up from the couch and headed to the bathroom. I needed some time alone to sort things out. He followed me, but I told him to just let me be alone. He said he would and left me. I sat on the toilet, my head in my hands, thinking about what had almost happened and what was said. Crap! It should be crystal clear what to do, but it wasn't. I have been divorced 2 years now and after being burned badly, I had not been in any kind of relationship since. My sexual release has been watching porn and jacking off. Not very satisfying, but safe from getting hurt again. I got up, washed my face, took off my clothes, folded then neatly, then opened the door to my bedroom. There was Hank, naked, asleep in my bed. I put my clothes away, climbed quietly into bed and turned off the lights. Hank stirred in the bed, turned over to me and put his arm around my body. I was instantly hard as a rock, again. He started moving his hand down my chest and stomach. I grabbed his hand and said, ""No, Hank, we are not going there." "If you want to hold me or me hold you, OK, but that is it." He snuggled up to me. I could feel his hard cock rubbing against my back. I fell asleep soon, very proud of myself for resisting his advances, when deep inside me, I knew I wanted him. Waking up, feeling great, I reached behind me, not feeling Hank there, I hopped out of bed and headed to the living room. I could hear clatter coming from the kitchen, Hank was in there attempting to make breakfast for us. He looked up and said, "Shoot! I wanted to surprise you with breakfast in bed." He came around the table and pulled me into a hug and kissed me. I said, we had to get a shower and get ready to meet Jordy. Leave this mess and we will grab a bite to eat on the way to the studio. I took his hand and led him to the bathroom. He looked surprised and said, "We are going to shower together?" "Why not, saves on hot water!" I replied. We got in the shower and washed each other, both having morning wood, but avoided any touching. We dried off and got dressed. He put on the jeans without underwear. Damn! He was hot! I knew I was going to have to beat Jordy with a baseball bat to keep him off Hank. I said, "Hank, if Jordy comes on to you, don't let him touch you. I know he is going to try, or maybe try to get you to model for him." "Do not let him rope you into that." "I have had to represent him in some nasty lawsuits involving models that blame him for getting them into porn and 2 cases of him trying to rape them." "Then why are you thinking I would want to work for him?" he asked. "First of all he pays extremely well. Secondly, I think you can handle yourself." "Jordy is my client, but if he crosses the line, I want to know it immediately, I will kick his ass." "He needs me, no other attorney wants to touch his legal issues." He said, "I don't think I want to do this, Mike." "Hank, I promise you nothing will happen, that little flamer will not touch you for fear of what I would do to him." "Trust me." "If after meeting him, you decide it's a no go, you don't have to do it." "We will find something else." I asked Hank what he would like for breakfast? He said, "I don't care, I am not a picky eater." "How about pancakes or waffles?" I asked. "Great!" So I drove to a pancake house nearby. We went in and ordered. OMG! Can that boy eat! I would have been miserable if I ate that much. Looking out the window, I saw a cellphone store. I said, "Hank, when we leave here, let's stop in and get you a cellphone on my plan. " He protested, saying after he started getting a pay check, he would buy one for himself. I explained that it would be cheaper to be on my plan, besides I needed an upgrade, he could have my old phone. "Mike, you are doing way too much for me, plus, I have to find a cheap place to live first." "No, you don't, you are going to live with me." "No argument, you are, until you can afford to live on your own and be safe." He started to tear up and squeezed my hand as we got into the car. "I don't believe I have ever been treated so well in my life." "I feel I am using you, Mike." I told him it was my choice and my privilege to help him. It made me feel good and happy. "Mike, can I tell you something without you getting mad?" I shook my head, wondering what he was going to say. "I really have feelings for you, Mike, in fact, I think I love you." "Hank, that is a sweet thing to say, but I think what you feel is gratitude, maybe a little love, but let's see what happens over the next few days, weeks, whatever. " He grabbed my hand and placed it on his bulging crotch and said, "Does that feel like gratitude?" "This morning before you woke up, I had my hard cock in your ass crack and you were pushing and grinding your ass back on me, I almost shot a load." "Hank, I will be honest with you, I do not understand what is happening to me right now." "I do have feelings for you., but I am hesitant to act on them until I know for sure what they are." "Yes, it would be easy for me to let you go down on me, maybe I fuck you?I don't know." "Whatever it is will be well thought out and will be the right thing for both of us." "Now, cut the crap and let's get a new phone!" He was smiling from ear to ear. After getting my upgrade and giving Hank my phone, we headed over to Jordy's studio. His receptionist told us to have a seat and she would get him. Jordy, flamboyant as ever, tight black jeans, silver silk shirt, open to the waist, came running out, grabbed me, hugged and kissed my cheek. Then he looked at Hank. "OMG! Where have you been all my life?" "You are gorgeous. He pulled Hank into a hug. Hank was blushing. I said, "Jordy, back off!" He threw up his hands and said, "OK counselor, come on back, I am just about to start shooting." "You can sit at the side of the room and observe a master at work." A good looking young man dressed in expensive looking casual clothing came into the room. "Guys, this is Chris; Chris this is Mikie and errr, what's your name again?". "It's Hank." I said, "I am Jordy's attorney, Michael." Chris walked over and shook hands with both of us. "Ok, doll, let's get started." Jordy called out. We watched as Jordy took what seemed like hundreds of photos. He stopped and yelled out, "Sara, come fix his makeup, he is sweating like a bitch in heat." A young lady, I assumed was Sara, came in and touched up the make up. Chris said, "Jordy, I am parched, I need a drink of water." Jordy looked at Hank, "Go into the next room, bring some bottles of water in here and tell that old crone on the front desk to turn the a/c down." Hank looked at me and I nodded, yes. In a few minutes, he returned with the water. "Thanks, love." Jordy said. After a short break, he began to shoot more poses. Then he said, "Hank, go with Chris and help him get ready for the next session, no grab ass!" "Chris looked at Jordy and said, "Fuck you!" "In your dreams, Chrissie, you would never go back to women." Hank and Chris left the room. I said, "Jordan, you need to tone it down, else Hank will never want to work for you and you see, he is the perfect go-getter." "Yes, he is and he is gorgeous." he replied. "Forget it, Jordy, don't you touch a hair on his head or anywhere else." "I will kick your ass all over this studio, do you understand me?" I said sharply. "OK, OK, I get it!." "I can smell the piss all over him, you have marked your territory." "Jordy, you are hopeless!" I said. Hank and Chris came back in the room, Chris in beachwear, no shirt or shoes. Jordy looked at Chris and said, "What the fuck is this, I told you to get rid of the hair on your chest." "Jordy, I am a naturally hairy person, I don't want to shave my chest, it is not that bad." Chris pleaded. "Hairy chests do not sell beachwear to young guys, they want to see smooth, now go, and you, errr, Hank, go with him and help him shave." "And take off those shorts, I don't want soap or water on them." Jordy shouted. Chris started to protest, but Jordy reminded him how much he was making from this supplier. Chris shrugged his shoulders and left the room, Hank going with him. "Jordy, you are such a bastard." I said. "Yes, but a lovable one." In a few minutes, the boys returned, Chris was shaved to his navel, but there was still hair there and a treasure trail leading to his pubes. "What the fuck is that? I told you to shave all that hair, damn it!" Jordy shouted at Chris. Hank spoke up, "Jordy, we left that part natural at my suggestion, it is hot." "Both guys and gals are gonna love it." "You think so?" asked Jordy looking at me. I nodded approval. "Alright, then, let's finish this and get out of here." When the shoot was over, Jordy said to Hank, "I like your style, Hank, do you want to work for me?" Hank replied, "I think I would, but you have to keep one thing in mind, I do not like to be yelled at." "You start that shit and I am out of here." Jordy smiled. looked at me and said, "The kid has balls, I like him." "You didn't ask me about the salary." "Mike said you would pay a fair wage, I will let you discuss that with him." Hank said. "I need to take a piss." After Hank left the room, Jordy smiled at me and said, "I want him?to work for me. How does $1000 a week sound?" "$1200 a week sounds better." I replied. "Deal, starting Monday," he said. "Now let's get lunch, I am starved." I went to get Hank, opened the restroom door, he was washing his face and taking deep breaths. I walked over to him, turned him around and kissed him, full on. "I am so proud of you, you handled yourself like a pro." "$1200 a week ok?" "Holy crap! "Yes, thank you so much." he said, as he grabbed me into an bear hug. From outside the door, Jordy called, "Alright you two, let's go, you can fuck later, I am starving!" Hank and I looked at each other and burst out laughing. Gone was the sad look I had seen on his homeless face 2 days ago?... More to come. 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.