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Drew was still reeling from the recent breakup and departure of his lover/roommate. He actually thought this guy was the one that he might be able to share his life with. It didn't appear that way to his lover since he bolted for a job in another city. Two weeks had past and Drew was starting to adjust to being single again. He poured himself into his job working at a retailer in the mall.
Drew had graduated college with a degree in English but decided against going to graduate school. He needed to make some money plus he was tired of the rigors of college. He thought he had found the love of his life his senior year and took a job there in the town where they went to school in Springfield, Missouri. He liked the job as he was now assistant manager of the store after one year but continued to apply around just in case something better popped up being still 23.
Drew took his lunch break and just grabbed something there in the mall instead of leaving. After downing a large soda, he couldn't wait to return to his store and stopped off at the mall restroom. He saw a guy he knew from one of the eateries there in the mall that would occasionally just hang around their store some when he didn't work.
"Troy, what are doing, dude?" Drew saw Troy he thought washing his long stringy hair in the sink.
"What does it look like? I am getting ready for work." Troy replied.
Drew was a little baffled, "Here man in the bathroom."
"Yeah, I do it everyday," Troy then went to the hand dryer to dry his hair.
Drew could smell Troy then with a stale odor and greasy food smell that lingered on his body, "Why don't you do that at home, dude?"
Troy stopped drying his hair, "My car doesn't have a sink."
Drew pondered the response for just a minute, "Troy, do you live in your car?"
"Yeah, I have been the last month," Troy replied.
"I am sorry to hear that. Why don't you just come home with me tonight after I get off work at 9?" Drew said. Drew had a soft spot in his heart for unprivileged people and animals. Growing up, Drew would always take in a stray dog that he found despite the protest of his mom. Any time someone was down on their luck, Drew would always offer a helping hand because he hated to see others suffer.
Troy never one for taking much of a hand out replied, "Drew, I am fine."
"Troy, I insist. If nothing else, you can take a shower and sleep in a bed. Dude, I am alone now and it won't be a problem." Drew said.
"I guess a hot shower would be kind of nice. I will meet you at the store at 9. Thanks!" Troy then headed off to his work. Drew was right behind him and went to his store.
Drew couldn't get Troy off his mind that night. He did his best to assist the few customers that came into the store that night. He had a hard time believing Troy since Troy looked to be so young.
All the workers knew Troy since he stayed at the mall all the time whether he was working or not. He usually had on his uniform either before or after work. Troy was a very friendly young man who most just figured was there seeking attention. Drew saw Troy when he came out of the store shortly after 9.
"Where are you parked?" Drew asked.
"Oh I am around the back side of the mall." Troy said.
"Just follow me to my car and I can take you to yours. Then you can follow me." Drew said while they walked. When they got in the car together, Drew could smell the fried food still on Troy's clothes. He drove around to the back and found Troy's car. It was an old Chevrolet with plastic on the window. Drew watched while Troy got in the old beat up car and followed him to his house. Drew could see the smoke from Troy's car.
Drew drove in his driveway but Troy just parked on the street of the older neighborhood. Drew waited for Troy at the door while Troy gathered a pile of clothes out of his trunk.
"Do you mind if I wash these here?" Troy asked.
"I don't care at all, Troy." Drew then opened the door to his small two bedroom house that he rented when he and his boyfriend first moved out together. Troy then asked where the wash room was and Drew showed him the way. Drew could tell that the clothes were old and a little worn. Drew now was really starting to feel sorry for Troy.
"Why don't you take a shower there in the bathroom while I start the wash?" Drew was now sorting out Troy's clothes.
"Thanks. I really appreciate this," Troy said. "It gets sort of warm at night sleeping in that car."
"I don't see how you do it," Drew said while starting the washer.
"You do what you got to do," Troy then went to start the shower. Drew wondered then what was Troy's story while he poured extra detergent and a large amount of fabric softener to get out the stench which lingered in Troy's clothes.
Drew was sitting on the couch, having a snack, when Troy came out of the shower. Drew could see that Troy was quite skinny but made up for it in the cock department. Drew saw a nice low hanger which was framed nicely by a small patch of pubic hair. Troy was dripping wet as he stood with the door open.
"I guess I need to bring you a towel and some underwear." Drew then went to the closet to grab a towel and to his room to grab some boxer briefs.
"Thanks, Drew. I will be out in just a second," Troy then shut the door slightly. Troy then came out with his hair wet. Drew could smell that Troy found the deodorant and his body spray.
"Troy, have a seat," Drew gestured to Troy. "I am curious.."
"I know, how I ended up like this," Troy said cutting off Drew.
"Yes," Drew replied.
"Well, my mom passed away when I was in the ninth grade. I had to move in with my grandmother to finish up high school. My senior year, Grammy got sick and had to go live in a home, so I just stayed with some friends until I graduated. I was living with a friend until we got into a big fight and I left with my clothes and my car, which is Grammy's." Troy said while Drew listened. "I just came here to Springfield to work."
"How come you don't live in a shelter or a low-rent apartment?" Drew asked.
"I did live in a shelter for a week or two but there was a lot of violence and other things going on there. I have applied for the low-rent stuff but haven't got a response yet." Troy said.
"So you have been living out of your car and hanging out at the mall the last month. No wonder we see you all the time." Drew said.
"Yeah, I got friendly with security and as long as I stay around back, they are cool with me and let me be." Troy said. Drew heard the washer stop and went to put the first load in the dryer.
"Can I have some chips, Drew?" Troy asked.
"Sure have whatever you want to eat." Drew hollered while putting Troy's clothes in the dryer and tossed in a dryer sheet to help matters further. Drew started the second load and saw that Troy only had two pairs of underwear that were badly stained and checked the size in case he had some he might give to Troy. Drew filled the washer with lots of good smelling detergent and fabric softener. Drew returned and saw that Troy was munching away at the chips.
"So Troy, when was the last time you had a shower?" Drew then could see Troy needed a drink and grabbed him a soda to wash down the chips.
"Last week over at the truck stop. I go there once a week to get cleaned up. They are really nice there." Troy then downed the soda while sitting in Drew's boxer brief that were a size too big.
The both of them then watched some TV together while Troy's final load was washing and drying. Drew really felt bad for Troy and believed the young guy was telling the truth. He could not get over that Troy was living in his car. Drew could see that Troy was enjoying his time there and couldn't believe he just up and moved to Springfield without knowing a sole or a place to live. Troy was very well mannered to Drew and seemed very grateful for the chance to get out of his car at least for the night.
It was getting late so Drew went to the spare bedroom and cleaned off the bed for a place for Troy to sleep. Troy was again grateful and thanked Drew for letting him stay there for the night. Drew finished up Troy's laundry while Troy went to bed. Troy had to work again the next day but had the early shift while Drew was off.
Drew noticed Troy had left his money sitting on the end table after Troy went to bed. Drew saw that Troy had some cash that could enable him to rent a place and wondered why had not done so, plus an expired license that showed Troy to be 18. Drew figured he was saving up possibly to do that later since he had just moved to town. Drew then went to his room and went to bed. There were still many questions that surrounded Troy but figured Troy might be forthcoming later with the answers.
Drew was up the next morning and went through his underwear and a few small sizes that might fit Troy better. Drew wore size 30 but liked his boxers and boxer briefs a size bigger for more comfort and less confining. Drew had a closet full of clothes and then sorted out a few that Troy might like as well. He had noticed Troy was a size 29 in the waist and figured 30 would fit him just fine. Drew usually cleaned out his closet every few months and donated what he no longer wore to a charity or a needy homeless shelter. He heard Troy was up and had gone to the bathroom. Drew then heard the shower running again so he grabbed a towel out of the hall linen closet in the older home that he rented. Again Troy was standing at the door, dripping wet. Drew handed him a towel and Troy shut the door.
Troy came out still in the same boxer briefs. "Sorry I have been flashing you."
"It is okay, Troy. It is not like I have never seen a nude guy before." Drew was then preparing breakfast.
"At the shelter, all the guys liked to see my shower. I didn't mind as long as they kept their hands to themselves." Troy laughed and sat at the table to eat. "Drew, you didn't have to fix me breakfast. I could have eaten at the mall later."
"It is no problem, Troy." Drew said. Drew joined Troy as they had eggs and sausage with some milk to start their day. Drew was just going to hang around the house that day and didn't have any plans for his day off.
Troy went to find his uniform that Drew had washed. "Ummm, it smells so clean and fresh. Thanks, Drew. I guess I need to pay you something for the food and doing my laundry."
"It is on the house," Drew said. Drew could see that Troy liked the clean uniform and put it on.
"Thanks for letting me stay. I guess I will see you around the mall." Troy then went out to his car with all his clothes. Drew watched while Troy tried to start his car. After 4 or 5 attempts, Troy came back in. "Is there anyway you can take me to work?"
"Sure, Troy let me grab a shirt and we can go. I am glad you parked it on the street." Drew then grabbed his shirt.
"I get off at 4 and can get it running then. Is it okay if it stays there today?" Troy then got in the car with Drew.
"I don't know anything about cars. I guess it will be okay." Drew said while driving. He dropped Drew off at the front. "I guess I will be here at 4 to pick you up."
"Thank, Drew. I appreciate that." Troy then went to begin work.
Drew drove home and started doing his laundry. Drew loved to draw and paint so he spent the day working on a pencil drawing he had started earlier. He started back drawing again after his boyfriend left to keep from being so bored since he was not the biggest fan of television. He did like to play strategy games on the computer, but liked to engage his mind in more challenging things like painting and occasionally reading a novel.
Drew picked up Troy at work at 4. Troy again had the smell of fried food and sweat in his clothes. Once they arrived home, Troy got out a pair of shorts out of his car and put them on inside Drew's house. Troy then grabbed a few tools.
"Drew, can I grab you a minute?" Troy hollered inside the door.
"Yeah," Drew then stopped his sketching and joined Troy outside. "I am not a mechanic."
"I just need you to try to start it while I check under the hood." Troy then lifted the hood while Drew tried to crank it. Troy listened while Drew tried again. "Okay that's enough."
"You know what the problem is?" Drew asked.
"I think it is the water pump. Can you take me to get one?" Troy asked.
"Yes, that won't be any trouble at all." Drew then grabbed his keys and they went to the local part store. Troy grabbed a water pump that he thought would do the trick. Troy spent the rest of the night working on the car. Drew was inside cooking then heard the car start.
"It started." Troy said. "It was just a couple of spark plug wires. I found then when I was starting to unhook the water pump. I guess I can take this back since it is still in the box."
"Why don't you grab a shower and something to eat? I made spaghetti." Drew saw a hot and greasy Troy standing before him.
"A shower would be nice and so would something to eat," Troy said. "I am sort of hungry and it smells great. Then I guess I will head back to the mall."
Troy then grabbed a towel and some underwear. He smiled at Drew since he remembered the towel. Drew hated the fact that Troy wanted to go back to his car and live. Drew then decided to ask Troy to stay for a little while since he was there alone anyways. Drew did think Troy was cute despite his long hair but loved the boyish looks on Troy.
Troy then came out of the shower all cleaned up and dressed. Drew sat the spaghetti on the table. Troy grabbed the rest after Drew took his part.
"Troy, why don't you just stay here for a while?" Drew said eating his food.
"I guess I can. What do you want in return?" Troy asked.
"Nothing unless you stay a long time," Drew said.
"Great. All my friends made me suck their dick if I was to stay with them in high school." Troy said matter-of-factly.
"What?"
"Yeah, I had to blow them each night I stayed as payback."
"Troy, you are kidding me."
"No I am not. That is why I left. I was tired of that. I don't mind it every once in a while, but not every night." Troy said.
Drew was stunned. "Are you gay?"
"Oh yeah, that is why I had to blow them. Otherwise they didn't want me hanging around them. Everyone at school called my little faggot boy."
"You let them call you that."
"Yeah, it was true. Otherwise they beat the shit out of me."
"There is no way I would let someone call me little faggot boy." Drew said.
They continued to eat. Drew wasn't sure whether to tell him he was gay too and just left it at that. Troy on the other hand didn't seem fazed by the fact that he told Drew one bit. Troy just figured everyone knew and it was no big deal since his co-workers knew of his sexuality.
After eating, Troy went to get his clothes out of his car and liked the idea that someone was actually being nice to him. Drew still could not believe that his friends were so cruel but figured some macho high school boys like ruling over a gay boy. Drew then handed Troy a big pile of clothes.
"What is this for?" Troy asked.
"Oh I don't wear them anymore and thought you might be able to use them." Drew said.
"Thanks, dude. I guess you saw some of mine are kind of old. I haven't bought any new clothes in a while. After Grammy got sick, I didn't have much of a chance to go places unless one of my so-called friends took me." Troy looked through the pile and seemed to be excited. "Cool, now I don't have to wear my work uniform around so much."
"I glad you like them." Drew said. Troy gave Drew a big hug and then kissed him on the cheek. "I guess you do like them."
"Yeah, dude this is too cool of you." Troy then had to try on a few pairs of the jeans and shorts. "What do you think?" Troy modeled a pair of shorts and shirt.
"They look good on you." Drew said.
Troy then took a chance and kissed Drew on the lips. Drew didn't mind at all as he could tell Troy had nice soft lips and was a good kisser.
"Damn Drew, no straight guy ever kissed me like that," Troy said. "You are gay, too, huh?"
"Yeah, how did you ever guess?" Drew replied.
"Well, I saw all the pictures of you and another guy and never saw one with a girl..." Troy said.
"Troy, I was just kidding. I figured you would know when I kissed you back." Drew said.
"Oh yeah that too," Troy said. "I am still in a little bit of shock right now. First you ask me to stay over, then give me some cool clothes and then let me kiss you on the lips."
Drew loved the innocence he saw in Troy. He had only been with openly gays recently and was not used to Troy's ways. Drew then kissed Troy with an open mouth. Troy sucked on Drew's tongue a little as they made out big time. After kissing each other, Drew just held Troy in his arms.
Drew was very horny now in that he had not had sex in the past month. He led Troy to his bedroom.
"Would you like to have sex with me?" Drew asked.
"I knew it. You are only doing this because I am stayed with you." Troy said.
"Troy it is not like that. I really do want to have sex with you," Drew said trying to convince Troy.
"Yeah, you have seen my big dick and now you think you can have your way with me. I have been through this before. I am not doing it." Troy said.
"Okay then. I am not going to push you," Drew said.
"Thanks, I had so pretty bad experiences at the shelter. I don't guess I am over it yet." Troy said looking into Drew's eyes.
"I am sorry Troy. I just thought maybe we could enjoy each other a little more tonight." Drew said.
"I just need some time. You see, Drew, I was forced to have intercourse with 2 guys at the shelter. They made me have you know... fuck them. You know how hard it is to get wood when you are forced to do it. They would hit me and really hurt me until I stuck it in them," Troy now was starting to cry.
Drew just held Troy while Troy cried. "I am so sorry. I would never ever hurt you Troy."
Troy looked up at Drew. "I know you won't. You are hot and all. Please give me time."
Drew could see the hurt that was still lingering and knew why he was living in the car for he felt a little security. "Troy, you are hot too. Why don't we just forget sex tonight?"
"Can I still sleep with you?" Troy looked at Drew.
"Of course you can. There hasn't been a hot guy sleep with me in over a month." Drew then felt Troy hug him. Troy stopped crying long enough. Both then took off their shorts and shirts leaving on their boxer briefs. Drew kissed Troy on the lips.
"Good night." Drew said.
"Good night, hottie," Troy said.
To be continued...