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Trailer park boys. Part 1
I have not been to my Grand Ma's place since I was a teenager and upon my arrival things were definitely not as I recalled. The once tidy 55+ community had become exactly what gives trailer parks a bad name. Clearly, the prior age requirement had been lifted judging by the pick-up trucks that had replaced Cadillacs and such. Grand ma had left me her trailer and I was here to access readying it for sale. At first glance it appeared I'd be here for a bit. It was a shit hole. Adam here by the way. I'm a 26 year old gay male, Stand at 5'5" and weigh in at a blistering 115 pounds. I have short dark hair cut in the current trendy style and equally dark eyes. I guess you could say I'm nerdy, but I prefer to think otherwise. Sexually speaking I'm not real experienced, but I do identify as a bottom. When I imagine having sex I visualize myself on the receiving end usually.
There hasn't been anyone here in years and the yard planting had long since run wild. Inside was a time capsule. I don't believe a single piece of furniture came from the present century. An estate sale was in order for sure. I went back to the car to grab my luggage. A neighbor was under the hood of his truck and I went over to say hello.
"Hey...I'm Adam...I'm gonna be across the street till I unload the dump" I said as he stood up.
"Hey Adam...Been a long time dude" He replied and went back under the hood.
"I'm sorry...Do we know one another?" I asked.
"Yeah...Boone, dude. Don't tell me you don't remember me Bro...I'll cry" Boone responded without looking at me.
I was in shock. Of course I remembered Boone. I met him one summer when I was 15 and any unsure thoughts I had about my sexual preference vanished. He was a couple years older than me. He stood around 5'9", super fit, and handsome as hell. By the time he was 17 he was fucking every young lady that visited the trailer park. He wasn't the nicest person to me either. He knew I was gay, or was going to be soon enough, and teased me. I had heard rumors about his big dick and thought about little else that summer.
"I remember you Boone...How have you been?" I replied nervously.
"Living the dream dude" Boone answered and extended a hand toward me.
Boone had enormous strong hands for a guy his size and my much smaller mitt looked like a childs hand in his grasp. Just then his wife hollered.
"Quit fucking with your truck already we gotta get going asshole" She yelled.
"See?...Living the dream Bro" He said a smiled.
"She sounds pleasant...I don't want to hold you up...Nice to see you again Boone" I said and turned to leave.
"Wait a minute dude" Boone said.
I froze in my tracks and immediately felt like the 15 year old kid he once terrorized. I slowly turned and watched as he pulled his tank top over his head and wiped his filthy hands with it. Boone was smoking hot. Wide shoulders, a flat stomach, and light layer of brown hair covered his pecs and trailed down his six pack.
"Yeah" I said.
Boone met me in the road and said "Do me a favor dude...I'm gonna tell my old lady you have work for me and I need to get it done this weekend...I don't think she will ask you, but if she does don't fuck it up" He said as he tucked his shirt into his waist line.
"Okay" I replied nervously and quickly scurried across the street.
I over heard the one sided argument as Boone loaded a single suitcase into the car. She hollered out one last "asshole" as the car drove away. I watched Boone. He sat on his porch and stared at my house while removing his boots and socks. Then he vanished inside.
What just happened? I went to unpack and put sheets on the bed. A knock on the door startled me.
"Hello" I said as I opened the door.
"I need to give the bitch your number" Boone stated as he handed me his phone.
I tried to keep my eyes in check, but it was not easy. He had just bathed and looked incredibly handsome with a fresh shave. I managed to get my number into his contacts without dropping his phone. Boone made me nervous and he knew it.
"There you go Boone" I said and returned his phone to him.
"Thanx" He said as he walked down my steps.
I stepped out on the porch and watched him strut back across the road. His tattered sweat pants were sexy and the sleeveless shirt hugged his fit body nicely. He stood on his deck facing me and fiddled with his phone. I got a text.
"I told my wife I was gonna make a hundo today, so I'm gonna need a bill dude" He messaged.
I replied "I'm sorry...I'm not paying you for work you are not doing Boone".
I watched Boone a while typed his reply.
"I think you will faggot" He texted and slid a hand down the outside of his thigh and tugged his sweats taut so that his pole was discernible. The rumors were most definitely true. Boone was hung.
I didn't respond and went inside and locked the door. What have I gotten myself into?
Boone text "How about this?...You wash my truck and give me a C note?"
"You want me to pay you to wash your truck????...I think not" I replied.
"Yes that's exactly what I want" He responded and attached a photo of himself in the mirror. The phone blocked his face and the counter hid his cock, but he was certainly nude. He knew he had something that any queer would want and employed it's power.
"Show me your dick and maybe I'll do it...Maybe" I messaged Boone feeling bold.
"I don't show fag's my dick...fag...There's a bucket on the porch and don't fucking scratch it" Boone replied.
I paced back and forth looking out the window as I made it to the kitchen. Boone was back on the deck drinking a beer. He had on shorts, and a wife beater. Boone watched with a grin as I made my way across the street and up his steps.
"Here" I said and tossed a crumpled up 100 dollar bill at him and added "Wash your own truck asshole...I'm not your servant" and quickly went back home.
It felt good standing up to Boone, but, of course, I was interested. He was clearly big and I did want to at least see it.
Boone messaged "Fine...Wash my truck and you can see it fag"
I was surprised how quickly I was back at Boone's. He sat on the porch drinking beer while I washed his truck in record speed.
"Get me a beer" Boone directed.
"They are literally within arms reach...Get it yourself" I replied.
I watched as he pulled his shirt over his head, sat back, and weaved his fingers behind his head. I could smell his alpha aroma from 15 feet away and he knew it. I watched his every move as I moved closer to him and handed him a cold can. He reeked of man.
"Was that so fucking tough" Boone said as he busted the can open and poured it into his mouth and added "Fag wanted the big D then and fag wants the big D now"
I ignored his latter comment for the obvious reason. It was true. I thought about the stories I had heard back in the day. This one girl said he had an 8" dick, at the time that didn't seem possible. I didn't think they got that big, but knowing what I know now it is likely the truth. I went back to the task.
"Don't neglect the fucking wheels" Boone barked.
"You said wash...Not detail Boone" I replied in a bitchy tone.
Boone kicked of his untied boots and said "Socks off".
I stood in disbelief for a moment. Did he know a lot of gay's have a foot thing? Did he know I was one of those particular gays? Boone propped his feet up on the railing and pointed to them and restated "Socks off". As you may imagine he had some decent sized kicks and I did want to get a closer look, but I did not want him to make a thing of it. I tugged his socks off and glanced at his size 12's.
Boone asked "I got pretty feet don't ya think?" As he cracked his toes slowly.
I replied without thinking it through "Pretty big"
I could see Boone smirk from the corner my eye. I thought best to ignore him and went back to work and washed the last wheel.
"Done" I stated.
"Half done you mean...There's a shop vac in the shed" Boone directed and pointed toward the shed and stuffed a hand down his shorts and placed himself over a leg. Boone was fucking hung and the thin nylon showed every contour. 8 inches easy.
I grabbed the vac and made quick work of the interior.
"Done!!" I said enthusiastically.
Boone laughed and said "Windows faggot...Under the sink you'll find everything you need"
I passed by him and our eyes made contact. He knew I would do anything at this point. Boone's house was trashed. Dishes piled in the sink and shit every where. I found what I required and went back outside.
"Done!!!" I said a third time and quickly placed myself in direct line of site to his crotch and stared intently at him.
"Nice work fag" Boone said as he finished off a brew.
He stood and walked to top of the short staircase. He bulge was at my eye level. I could see the outline of his lengthy pole. He looked around and lifted a short leg exposing his entire package for 5 seconds. It was magnificent. 8 thick inches and a giant sweaty ball sack. I was used to seeing guys who kept their pubic hair in check, but Boone just let it rip. I was in awe of his manliness.
"I heard you were packing but Jesus dude?...Please" I said while chewing on my lower lip.
Boone smirked and replied "Nah...I'm good fag" as he put himself away.
"Is there anything else you need doing?" I asked him quickly.
"Thought you weren't my servant?" Boone asked as he sat back down.
"Well that was before I knew you." I said jokingly.
"You'd do anything to suck this dick wouldn't ya faggot" Boone said as groped himself.
"I don't know about "anything" but yes" I replied moving on to the porch.
"Those dishes ain't gonna wash themselves" He said as he leaned forward and pulled open the screen door.
I cleaned the entire kitchen. Mopped the floor and even took the trash out.
"Done" I stated.
Boone came over to inspect.
"Looks like you're figuring shit out" He said and went back to the football game.
I sat on the couch next to him and asked "Please?"
"Bathroom is pretty dirty too fag" He said.
I feared what I might see in the restroom and it was worse than I had imagined. Nasty is the best word to describe the toilet.
"Boone...I can't clean that...I'll get sick" I said.
"I get it...Guess I'll see ya later dude" He stated.
"Please Boone...Isn't there something else...I could vaccuum...You got dirty laundry every where" I requested.
"Great idea faggot" Boone said, quickly removed his shorts and added "These smell dirty?" and kicked them toward me.
I lifted his shorts to my nose and they were absolutely rancid. It was all there, Sweat and spunk.
"Nope...Smell amazing dude" I replied and smirked.
Boone dropped back on the sofa and sat in a manner that gave me perfect view of his python. He looked at me while he wrapped a hand around himself, stood it up and spoke.
"Think you better give that tub a scrub too....Don't you?" He asked as he swung his pipe side to side.
"Why not right?...I mean while I'm at it and all" I replied as my eyes followed his cock head like a tennis match.
I cleaned the restroom in a frenzy.
He liked how much I wanted it, but he loved not letting me have it. My eyes left his cock for a moment and met with his. My tongue involuntarily ran around my lips.
Boone said softly "You really wanna suck some cock...Don't ya faggot?".
I took a couple steps toward him and answered "Please"
"Tell me how bad you want this dick?" Boone directed as he slapped his meat against his thigh.
"Bad...Boone I have never wanted anything as much as I want your big delicious dick" I said feeling a bit pathetic and took another step forward.
Boone spoke quietly "I'd love some head too...Got a 4 day nut that needs a home"
I moved a bit closer, dropped to my knees, and placed a hand on his thigh and said.
"Please Boone" I said and slid closer.
I was with-in 2 feet of Boones giant snake. The head glistened with leaking jizz as he slowly stroked himself.
"Let's do a bathroom check" He said and swatted my hands from his leg.
My eyes followed his swaying meat as crossed the room. He took a lengthy piss and said.
"Looks like new in here queer...You gonna make someone a good wife" Boone stated.
"Thank you" I replied.
"Uh oh...Look what happened" He said and added "Adam we have a problem...Get your ass in here"
I ran across the room. Boone stood in front of the toilet and pointed.
"You missed a spot" He said.
"I'm sorry Boone" I replied.
"Don't just stand there get over here and finish the job" He ordered.
I dropped to my knees and wiped the toilet down, again. Boone's huge pipe was just inches away from my face. I wanted to suck him so badly.
"You ever suck a dick this big fag?" He asked as he rotated his waist slightly and the swinging pipe bounced on my cheek.
"No" I responded and quickly turned my head and his helmut grazed my lips.
"I see you fag...Trying to sneak a little taste are ya?" Boone asked, sort of.
"Please" I responded and extended my tongue.
"I'll give ya a taste...Open that cocksucker wide and hang out your tongue" He directed.
I did as he asked and Boone tapped his swollen head repeatedly on my tongue delivering a dallop of spunk to my palette
"Bet you's love to wrap those lips around this big shit...Wouldn't ya fag?" Boone said seductively.
"Please Boone" I pleaded.
"I could have 5 chicks here in 3 minutes to take care of me...Why should I let a pathetic cocksucking faggot suck this big dick?" Boone asked.
"Because I'm here now" I replied.
Boone smiled and asked "Would ya eat my seed bitch?"
"I'd be honored" I replied feeling clever.
"Indeed you would be queer" Boone responded as he left his cock resting on my tongue.
"I knew you wanted my dick back in the day...Why didn't you ask to suck me then?" Boone asked.
"I was scared" I replied and slowly closed my mouth around him.
Boone was quick to push me off and said "No one told you to suck cock faggot" and slapped me across the face.
"I'm sorry...I couldn't stop myself...Your cock is so beautiful" I said.
"It is isn't it" He stated and left the room.
I stayed put and heard the fridge open and close and then screen door slammed.
"Let's go faggot!" Boone hollered.
I went outside. Boone was seated on his tailgate enjoying a beer. It was dark by this time, but the moon light cast a glow.
"Boone what are you doing?" I asked while descending the stairs.
"I'm not having some faggot sucking dick in my house...Hit the light switch fag" He replied.
"Boone if anyone drives by they are gonna see" I stated.
"So...You not interesting any more?" He asked and added "Cause you been begging for hours to suck this dick"
"Boone...Please" I pleaded.
"I guess I'll see you later than" He said and sat back on his elbows. His pipe flopped onto his stomach.
I had to have it and didn't care about anything else in this moment then quickly threw on the lights. I moved between his spread legs and slid my hands up his thighs till they located the base of his shaft.
"Beg for my cock faggot...I wanna hear you beg bitch" Boone directed.
"Please...Boone can I please suck your magnificent giant dick" I said as I licked the back side of his helmet.
"You want that big dick don't ya fag boy?" He asked.
"It's beautiful...You're beautiful...Can I please suck you...Please" I pleaded loudly.
Boone grabbed my hair, lifted my head and asked "You gonna be a good faggot and swallow my nut?"
"It would be my pleasure to enjoy your sweet seed Boone" I answered.
"You have permission to suck dick fag...Watch the fucking teeth" He said and finished his beer.
I stood his pole upright with one hand and the other gently massaged his huge hangers. I slowly licked my way to the head and sucked it into my mouth.
He placed a big hand on the back of my head, applied downward pressure and forced the entire length down my gagging throat.
"Choke on that big shit queer" He stated.
Boone propped himself with one hand and the other was full of my hair. I had imagined sucking Boone's dick for the last decade, but this is not what I had in mind. Boone forced himself in and out with no regard for my well being. The more I choked the harder he pushed.
"Relax your throat and enjoy my beautiful dick" He ordered as he buried himself.
As the throat bashing went on the choking did lessen. I was able to take him in my windpipe with minimal gags.
"Think we got you trained fag" Boone said and let go of my hair.
He was right. I slid up and down on him with same tempo that was previously forced. Even if I choked I continued the plunge until my nose buried in his unkempt pubic hair.
"You like that big dick faggot?...It worth the C note you paid nurse on it fag?" Boone asked.
I came off for just a moment to reply "Boone...I love it...I've dreamed about this cock for years" And throated the length.
"I fucking knew it...Damnit...All right...Slow your roll fag...Milk out that nut" He said as he laid back.
His already thick pole got a thicker and the first load shot.
"Fuck yes...Eat it up faggot" Boone said as the second blast delivered.
He dumped 2 more smaller batches and laid motionless for a few second while I polished his rod.
"The fuck off me fag" He said and got to his feet an added "You're welcome queer"
I sat in the dirt and watched Boone strut back into the house and slam the door.
I wasn't home 10 minutes and he messaged a video clip from an apparent security camera.
"Boone please erase that" I requested.
"Not a chance...I'll send you a link once I upload it" He replied.
It wasn't till the next morning and there it was. A porn hub link. The video title was "Big Boones first faggot" I watched the video and it was surprisingly clear...There I was choking on Boone's big meat for the world to see.
I text "Seriously?"
"24,000 views in an hour is a personal best plus I already made 3 hundo...4 if I count your contribution...Read the comments gay boy...They want me to fuck you...If you got more cash I'd be down to fuck some fag pussy" Boone replied.
"Wait...You want me to pay you to fuck me so you can make money??" I answered.
"Yes...That's exactly what I want" He replied and attached a photo of his picture perfect 8 inch porn cock.
"I'll do it...When?" I texted him.
"Fucking faggot...I'll be in touch...I'm gon be fucking rich!!!" Boone responded.
To be continued......