Date: Fri, 12 Oct 2001 01:33:45 EDT
From: Chartoe@aol.com
Subject: Surviving the Depression-2

      This is the second chapter of my fictional story Surviving the
Depression.  All the people in this story are fictional and the
situations are also.  If you like the story drop a comment to me at
chartoe@aol.com


			Surviving the Depression-2

	The next morning we got up and prepared for work.  I tried to act
as though everything was the same, but I felt so good about the money and
the sex.  Dad kept looking at me and telling me to calm down.  I got
through the morning by picking vegetables as fast as possible.  At lunch
time I had picked more bushels than I ever had.  Dad looked at me and ask
if I was trying to set some record for picking.  I told him no that I would
just think about what had happened and the next thing my basket would be
full.
	After work we returned to the shack and cleaned up to go out to
eat.  Joe knew of a roadside cafe that served a good steak.  We met Joe at
the cafe and sat in the back so that we could talk and not be disturbed by
the people that came.  When the waitress came to take our order she looked
at us and said, "Having the dinner special?"
	"No." said Joe, "My young friend here is treating us to steaks and
the works."
	The waitress looked at me, grinned, and said, "Oh, we have a big
spender here."  "How do you three want these steaks cooked."
	The three of us all agreed on well done, and ordered the salad and
bake potato.  As the waitress turned to leave I called out to her, "What do
you have for dessert?"
	She turned around and said, "Better let me check and get back to
you on that, I'll let you know when I bring your salads."
	She left and I looked around the cafe, most of the people that were
there were eating soup of just drinking coffee.  I noticed a truck out side
with about six children ranging from about four to fourteen years of age.
Their apparent father was drinking a cup of coffee at he counter and was
asking about where he could possible find work.  The children looked tired
and hungry, they were staring in the cafe at he people eating.  I got up
and said I had to go to the restroom, and went around the counter and got
the waitress's attention.  She came over to me and I asked her how much a
hamburger and coke was, she looked at me a little puzzled then said thirty
cents.  I then ordered ten hamburgers and eight cokes and eight orders of
fries.  I handed her five dollars and asked her if that would cover it.
She said yes and there was a little change left.  I told her not to worry
about the change, but could she get the order and deliver it to the truck
outside the window before they could leave.  She turned around and looked
at he truck and asked if I knew who the people were.  I told her no, that I
just wanted to get them something to eat and didn't want her to tell them
who it was from.  I thank so she said as she walked over to the counter and
poured the man at the counter a fresh cup of coffee and said it was on the
house.  The fat gentleman who was working at the grill spun around when he
heard this and looked at her.  He was the owner of the cafe and was not
accustomed to giving away free coffee especially during the depression.  He
started to say something to the waitress, but she gave him a hard look and
he turned around and attended the food on the grill.  She then walked over
to him and gave him the order for the hamburgers.  He looked at me but
didn't say a word as he started putting the meat on the grill.
	 I walked back to the table where Joe and Dad were talking.  I sat
down and my face must have been glowing as they both just looked at me
until Joe finally asked, "What's got you so happy all of a sudden?"
	"Oh, nothing just feel good today," I said.
	We sat there for about five minutes when I noticed the man start to
get up from his stool.  The cook also noticed and walked over and started
talking to him, I don't know what he was talking about but the gentleman
sat back down and started listening to him.  About this time the waitress
came back to our table served us our salads.  She grinned at me and said,
"About that dessert, we have some peach cobbler and I can put some ice
cream on it if you want."  "Had an apple pie but some family just bought
the whole pie," she said as she winked at me.
	"The cobbler will be fine," I said.
	She left and went back to the counter and started placing the
burgers in a sack and then filled another sack with fries.  She placed the
drinks into another sack.  She picked up the three sacks and started out
the door, but stopped and picked up the apple pie and then proceeded to the
truck.  I could see the children as she handed the sacks to their mother.
There faces all seemed to glow as the grins spread over there faces.  I
noticed that the waitress was pointing down the road as she was speaking to
the lady.  She came back into the cafe and told the gentleman at the
counter that his wife and children were waiting on him.  He got up, took
the last drink of coffee from his cup, thanked them, and went to his truck.
I could tell by the way he was acting that he was as surprised as the
children were about the food.
	The waitress came back to our table and had our steaks ready and
sat them down in front of us.  She looked at me and said, "They were very
happy and I told them the person responsible had left earlier."
	Bill and Dad looked at her and then at me.  Dad said, "Ok, what
have you done now?"
	I sat there and wasn't going to tell him because he had told me to
save my money and I figured he would be mad if he knew what I had done.
The waitress couldn't help herself as she said, "If you two will turn
around and look outside you will see what he is responsible for."
	As they looked all they could see were six very hungry children
eating as though they hadn't had food in days.  Joe said, "What I don't see
anything but that family, what did he do?"
	The waitress said, "He just bought the food that you see that
family eating out there, all except an apple pie that the boss gave them."
	Dad turned around and just grinned at me as I was turning different
shades of red.  He started to say something but stopped and reached for his
plate.  Joe looked back again at the family and then turned around and
pulled his plate closer to himself.  The waitress said, "If you fellows
need anything just wave and get my attention and I'll be right over.  She
left and we started in on our steaks in silence.  We all three ate our food
without saying a word to each other.  When we were almost finished the
waitress showed up with dessert and a wink for me.
	We all sat there rubbing our bellies as we were full and couldn't
finish our desserts.  I looked over at Joe and asked, "Did you get in touch
with any men for tonight?"
	"Yeah, at least three maybe four, one wasn't sure if he could make
it or not."  "They are supposed to start showing up at eight o'clock, that
will give you plenty of time to let your dinner digest."
	The waitress came over with the check and handed it to me.  I
handed her ten dollars and told her to keep the change.  Dad gave me a
quick look but I told him when she had left that that was all I was going
to spend from the money I had gotten the night before.  His face relaxed
and I knew he was alright with my response.
	We left the cafe and went to Joe's house.  Dad and Joe undid their
belts and pants and flopped down on the sofa and just rubbed their bellies.
Joe looked at me and said, "If you want to take a bath and clean up before
the gentlemen get here you can."
	I thought the idea of a bath in a real tub was great, I hadn't had
a real bath since I had left home.  I ran a hot tub and just laid there and
almost fell asleep, and probably would have if Joe hadn't knocked on the
door and asked if he could come in.  I told him sure he could come in
besides it was his bathroom.
	As he entered he said, "One of the men is here, he's early but if
you want to he would love to come in and finish the bath for you."
	I thought for a second and then said sure.  The man that walked in
was so big that I was scared when I first saw him.  He must have stood six
feet eight or more and probably weighed two hundred and fifty pounds.  He
wasn't fat just a big man, had gray hair and looked to be around sixty
years old.  He had large hands that had seen many years of hard work.
	He walked in and said, "I want hurt you and if I do something that
you don't like just let me know and I will stop."  He proceeded to take off
all his clothes and I could see that all the hair on his body was gray.
His dick wasn't any larger than Dad's while it was soft, his balls were a
different story, they were the size of baseballs and hung well below his
dick.  He noticed me looking at them and said, "You can feel them if you
want."  My hand shot out and started rolling one of the balls around as he
got closer to me.
	"Let me give you a bath."  "All I want you to do is stand up and
let me wash you."  he said.
	Without saying a word I stood up and faced him.  He grabbed a rag
and some soap and started lather up my shoulders, chest and back.  He would
then dip the rag in the water and squeeze the water onto my shoulders and
then rub the soap down my body.  When he got to my nipples he stopped and
pinched them, not hard but enough that I winched when he did it.  He leaned
over and sucked one and then the other in his mouth.  This sent chills
through my body and my dick had reacted and was standing at attention.  He
noticed and just smiled at me.  He then turned me around and ran some water
down my back.  As he wiped the soap off he funneled it into the crack of my
ass.
	"Bend forward."  he told me, and I did and was instantly introduced
to his large hand as he ran it up and down the crack of my ass.  He then
poured some more water down the crack of my ass and pulled me around so
that my ass was facing him.  He then leaned forward and started licking my
asshole.  While he was licking my asshole he reached between my legs and
was jerking on my dick.  I was really getting into the hand job when I felt
the sting of pain as he pushed a finger up my ass.  I gasped and then
started to relax as he proceeded to fuck me with his finger.  Before I knew
what he had done he had three fingers up my asshole and was pumping them at
a fast pace.  He stopped for a second and pulled his fingers out.  I looked
at him and noticed that his dick was dripping pre-cum all over the floor.
I reached for his dick but he pulled away and said, "Don't touch it or I'll
cum all over us, want it to last longer."  "Now bend back over."
	As soon as I had bent over he grabbed me by the waist and was
lining his dick up with my asshole.  As he pushed forward I pushed back and
his dick slid right in with no problem.  He moaned and then froze for a
second.  He was gasping in real short breaths and I at first thought he was
hurting or something, then he slowly started pumping.  He was pumping and
grunting as the pace got faster and faster.  He gave one loud grunt as he
thrust his dick in and started to shot his cum in me.  He leaned his weight
against me as his dick kept throbbing inside my ass.  He slowly pulled his
dick out and then sat down on the edge of the tub to catch his breath.  I
turned around and very quickly swallowed his cock before he could react.
He started to push me away but when he felt that I was just letting his
dick lie in my mouth he left it there.  His dick throbbed a couple more
times and I started licking around on his cock while it was still in my
mouth.
	"Holy cow," He said as he felt his dick start to get hard.  He
pumped his hips forward a few times and his dick was fully erect.
	"Up boy, I want to fuck that ass again, I normally only get one
hard-on a week and I don't want to waist this chance."  He said.
	I stood up and turned my ass to him and leaned over.  He grabbed my
hips and I could feel his run his dick up and down my crack and get as much
of the cum as he could on his dick.  He then lined up and shoved his dick
in.  With a grunt he said, "Yeah, now let's see how long I can keep it up."
He started pumping in my ass with all the strength he had.  He reached
around and started jerking my dick as he fucked my asshole.  He was pumping
away when he noticed my body contract and my dick start shooting cum on the
floor.  He thrust a few more times, then grabbed his dick and pulled it
out.  He spun me around and placed his dick at my mouth.  I opened up and
he rammed it all the way down my throat as he released his grip and started
shooting down my throat.  He must have shot ten times down my throat.  He
sat back down on the tub and was breathing real heavy.  I kept his dick in
my mouth and was sucking every little drop I could get out of his dick.  I
must have been sucking about two minutes when I felt his dick jerk and
start to swell.  He pulled me up and said, "We better not press our luck, I
might have a heart attack if we tried it again."  "Now get back in the tub
and let's finish that bath.  I climbed back in and he finished wiping me
off and then gave my dick a few jerks and then leaned over and sucked it
into his mouth.  He pulled his mouth off my dick and said, "Maybe next time
I'll see how much I can please that."  He dressed and started out the door
then turned around and handed me five dollars, and said, "I don't know what
the fellows out here pay you so put this away and you don't have to tell
them about it."  He then walked out and I heard him talking to Joe about
something next week.
	I only put on my underware and went back in the living room where
Dad and Joe were.  Joe looked at me and said, "Don't know what you did but
that gentleman was very pleased."  "He paid three dollars even though I
told him it was only one."
	I looked at Joe and Dad and said, "He already gave me five before
he came out."
	All they could do was grin and shake their heads.  Just about that
time a car pulled up outside and Joe told me to go wait in the bedroom and
he would send the men back to me.  The next man was average build and size.
All he wanted was for me to suck him off.  He said that was all he was
paying for.  When he came he got up and quickly left the room.  The next
guy came in and said the same thing but I was wanting some attention to my
cock but he wouldn't take the hint and when he came in my mouth he also
quickly left.
	Joe came into the room and asked if everything was ok.  I told them
what they said and what had happened.  Joe said that some men were not at
ease with another man giving them sex even if it was what they were
wanting.  He told me that if I was still wanting some release after the
last guy he would be happy to help me.
	The next man that came in I almost laughed at.  He was about five
feet tall, a little on the chubby side, with a dick about two inches long
and about two inches thick.  He had me crawl up between his legs and give
him a blow job.  At first I thought this wouldn't be much fun, but as I put
his dick in my mouth the pre-cum started flowing.  He had a steady stream
that I just started sucking and swallowing, he seemed to like the attention
he was getting as he raised his knees up and grabbed my head.  He was
pushing down on my head as he thrust his hips into my face.  I was sucking
as hard as I could.  He let out a loud yell as he shot off in my mouth.  I
could feel the cum as it hit the back of my mouth and then slid down my
throat.  He pumped about twenty times before he released my head.  I thank
he expected me to remove my mouth but I kept sucking and his dick stayed
hard.  I looked up at him and said, "Have you ever been fucked up the ass?"
	"No," He replied, "why"
	"I want to fuck you."  I said.
	"Ok, lets give it a try, but you stop if I tell you too."  he said.
	He rolled over on his stomach and I retrieved some baby oil that
Joe had on the night stand.  I poured some down the crack of his ass and
then pushed some into his asshole with my finger.  He moaned when my finger
entered but didn't complain of the pain.  I then slid a second and a third
finger in and was pumping them back and forth when he raised up on his
knees allowing more access to his asshole.  I lined up behind him and
slowly pushed my dick in.  He stiffened at first then slowly relaxed and I
continued to push my way in.  After a few slow thrust I was able to quicken
my pace and he stated groaning as I was hitting that spot in his ass.  I
decided that I was going to see how many times I could make him cum.  I
found the right angle that allowed me to hit that spot every time I drove
in.  Within ten strokes he was shooting cum all over the bed and was biting
the covers on the bed to help drown his yells.  He would take about three
deep breaths and was then shooting again.  He shot about three times and
was on the fourth one when he forgot to cover his mouth and he let out a
loud yell that brought Dad and Joe to the door to see if one of us was
hurt.  He was so dazed out that he didn't know they had even come into the
room.  Joe noticed that he hadn't seen them and he and Dad hurriedly left
the room.  I was about to cum, but I wanted him to swallow my cum so I
pulled out, rolled him over and straddle his chest.  When he looked up he
was looking right at my dick as I pushed it against his lips.  He opened
his mouth and I started jerking on my dick.  The first blast hit him in the
face and the next one was in his mouth.  I pushed my hips forward and
forced a couple of inches in his mouth and released the rest of my cum down
his throat.  He just moaned and sucked it all down.  I pulled my dick out
and rolled over on the bed.
	"That was a lot more than I paid for." He said.
	"Don't worry about that , I enjoyed it."  I told him as he got up
to get dressed.  I noticed he was a little weak legged as he left the room.
	Joe and Dad came into the room and Joe said, "Don't know what you
did to him, but he wants to come back tomorrow."
	I looked at them and said, "Just had a little fun of my own, now I
want to go get some sleep."
	Dad and I rode back to the shack in silence until we stopped and he
said, "That was nice what you did for that family at the cafe."
	We went in side and laid down on the bed and I cuddled up against
Dad's back and went to sleep.