Date: Thu, 7 Jun 2018 11:25:35 +0200 From: David Lee Subject: Raised in Shantytown (Chapt 4) If you are enjoying this story I encourage you to make a donation to this site so they can continue to provide the necessary means for authors to exhibit their creations. You may do so here: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Although a novel, this story is derived from true experiences. I started spending more weekends with Daniel at Pops and some nights during the week too. My parents were starting to wonder what was going on and if I was really at a friend's house. Everything was resolved when Pops told me to have my mom call him and he would take care of it. There were never any questions after that. It seemed that whenever I got out of the shower Pops was always around but would leave as soon as we could hear Daniel finishing up his shower. When I got back to the bedroom and Pops was sitting on the bed I would loosen the towel and sit next to him showing a little more leg each time. I started to dry myself off in the bedroom and let him get a peek at my ass once in awhile, he enjoyed it and would pat it when given the chance. I turned thirteen, the school year ended and Daniel was going back to Tennessee after graduation, he asked me to stay over his last night there and see him off at the airport the next morning. We had some very good sex that night but had to leave early in the morning. We stayed in bed having sex until Pops threatened to break the door down. We quickly had toast and juice and were off to the airport just barely making Daniel's flight. On the way back I was sitting in the front seat with Pops talking about how we both would miss Daniel and how when Pops was our age he had no white friends as everything was segregated then. His hand was on my knee and he said he would cook up a good breakfast when we got back. I put my hand on his and told him I really could use something to eat, he squeezed my fingers and continued driving. We got back to the house and he told me to shower while he got everything ready. I finished the shower, put a towel around me, and entered the bedroom to find Pops sitting on the edge of the bed. I loosened the towel and sat very close to him, he put his hand on my leg and asked if I liked staying at the house. I spread my legs out a little and told him I really enjoyed the hospitality and especially the stories of him growing up. His hand was gently rubbing the inside of my leg and he told me I could visit and stay over anytime I liked. I laid back and let the towel fall open replying that I would take him up on the invitation, his hand slowly and gently found my crotch and he fondled my balls and cock. He told me that he really liked my ass the first time he saw it and often thought about it. I laughed a little and he said he was serious that young boys have tight perky asses but mine was exceptional. I asked "is that because it's white?" which caused him to chuckle a bit. I was completely naked and getting hard, he rolled me over and put me on all fours so as to do me doggy style but then started licking my ass and rimming me. No one had done that to me before, I was moaning and really enjoying it when he started to tongue fuck me. His tongue was long but also hard, I could feel him licking inside my ass and it was pure ecstasy causing me to moan and curse in pleasure. He kept bringing me to another level and when I was really squeamish he would back off to calm me down just a little then start in again and bring me back up. He produced the biggest best orgasm I ever had up to that point. I started to get up but he pulled me back down and said "now it's your turn to make an old man happy", I smiled and replied "I think I could do that" then went down on his cock. I could taste his thick pre-cum when he pulled out, took me to the edge of the bed, and entered me doggy style. It was really wet and sloppy sliding in and out pretty easily when his body stiffened and he pushed in as far as he could go and ejaculated his warm heavy load into me. We got up and I started to put my underwear on but he stopped me and brought me downstairs into his bedroom where he had me try on some of his shirts. He finally found a denim one that hung just below the tip of my cock, he said that would be mine whenever I was there because it showed the very bottom of my ass when I walked and he got a nice view when I would bend over or walk up the stairs. We had breakfast, watched some gay interracial porn then he took me to clean the club.The social club was in a small storefront, it had a bar that sat about 8 with five or six booths and open tables for playing cards. There were two regulation pool tables and four dart boards set up in the back. There were also three tv's on different walls. The bar had a roll down gate that was locked when the club was closed which only the bartenders and manager had keys for. The basement also had a locked cage where liquor, soda, and other stuff was kept. There were two small beds down there where guys could take a nap or sleep off a drunk. Pops would sweep up, empty ash trays, straighten up chairs and stuff, then take out the garbage. He would also do light maintenance like changing light bulbs, fixing toilets, hinges, and etc.. Every once in awhile one of his friends would stop by to say hello, the club was closed but Pops would let them in to hang around.