I had just placed my order and gotten my coffee at this truck stop cafe on I-30, about 2 miles from my house. It was Saturday night and I had been to the bar drinking beer all night. I thought I needed some food on my stomach before going to bed. I saw this nasty dude, walking up the Service Road and into the Cafe. He was wearing dirty, worn out clothes, his arms covered with tattoos and had a backpack on his back. I was sitting on a stool at the counter and he came up to me and asked if I had any money I could spare, that he was hungry. I was in a good mood and asked him to sit on the barstool next to me and let me buy his dinner. He said great, took off his backpack and joined me. I bought him a hamburger steak and a cup of coffee.
He said he had ridden the bus as far as his money would take him, and now he was stranded here. We talked and he asked me if I knew where there was a shelter for homeless people here. I told him it was a small town and there were no shelters.
We finished eating about the same time and I was about to go, when something inside of me told me to take him home with me and try and help him. I made the offer and he was quick to accept. We got in my truck and went to my house. He asked me about a shower and I thought he just wanted to know if he could take a shower. Then he said it had been a really long time since anyone had given him a shower and washed his back with a washcloth. He was asking for me to give him a shower! I accepted and soon we started removing our clothes.
He wasn't a big guy, about 5'8" and weighed about 145 pounds. He wasn't skinny and had a descent build. He had long, thick, dirty black hair and piercing blue eyes. His beard was unkept and also looked dirty. It was then I realized that he probably was not as old as I had first thought. When he took off his jeans, my eyes almost popped out of my head! He had a huge, uncut dick with lots of foreskin. I was thinking how much fun it was going to be washing that!
I started the water, got the soap, washcloths and towels and a bottle of shampoo. I was going to clean him up, head to toe. The water was warm now so we stepped into my shower, not made for two. I started with his chest and back, under his arms, then his arms themselves. This washcloth was getting really dirty, so I got another one. With this one I started at his waist, going down his body. With the feeling of the water hitting his dick and me trying to wash it, it started to get hard, so I washed on it some more. It wasn't until I got to his ass hole that it sprang to full attention. The water had rinsed it off good and I could not hold back. I took it in my mouth and started sucking it and working it with my tongue. He was loving every minute of it. Then, I got my reward. As my finger worked it's way up his ass, he couldn't hold it any more and shot a huge load of salty cum into my mouth. When he finished, I stood up and he said that was great. I did not know how he would react, but I bent over and kissed him in the mouth so he could taste his own cum. I met no resistance at all!
With this done, I went back to washing his legs and feet. They were nasty too, with long, dirty toe nails, I would tend to those later. I was almost finished with his feet when he said oh, shit! That he had to piss and he could not hold it. I told him to aim it at me and let it go. His hot piss with the hot water from the shower head felt so good on my body. Then, I shocked him when I took his pissing dick in my mouth again and started swallowing it. I stood up, took my hands and pushed his head back. I think he knew what to expect because he opened his mouth wide for me to come over him and empty my mouth full of his piss in his mouth, which was followed by an even longer kiss. It was time now for me to finish my job so I finished washing his neck, face and ears. Last, I shampooed he hair. At last, he was clean!
We got out of the shower and I dried him off, paying special attention to his dick and ass. He was beginning to get hard again. Once dry, I gave him a toothbrush and some toothpaste and he again, asked me to brush his teeth for him. That was a little awkward, but I got the job done. I told him to go into my bedroom and I would do his finger nails and toe nails. I went and got the clippers out of my pants and grabbed a couple of beers while I was near them. He was excited to get the beer and said he had not been able to buy one in a long time. I cut his nails and then got the brush to work on his hair. His beard was a challenge for my electric razor, but after about 20 minutes of work, I uncovered a beautiful face. Although shaggy, he had a beautiful, thick head of wavy hair. That is when I realized that he was going to be a good looking dude when I was finished with him.
While I was cleaning him up, we were talking. I asked where he got all of his tattoos. He was hesitant to reply but told me he had gotten them in prison. I asked him what he went down for and he said it was a really bad thing. After asking several times, he finally told me. He had fucked his brother-in-law's 10 year old step-son. He was alone with him at the kid's house and could not find the kid. He finally realized he was in the bathroom with the door locked. He could hear him talking as though he was talking to someone. The bathroom door lock was the usual kind, the one with a small hole on the outside knob, that you can stick a coat hanger in and open the door. He did this and when he opened the door, he saw the kid laying on the floor, his butt in the air, trying to encourage the family dog, a black Lab, to mount his ass. I made him stop and ran the dog out of the bathroom and they went into the den and sat of the sofa and talked. He said he had done it before and that it felt good. I asked him if he had ever had anything else up his ass. He said yes, his finger, a carrot and he had tried to get a cucumber up him, but it was too big. I asked him if he had ever had a guys dick up his ass and he said no, that was what he really wanted. Knowing his parents were not due home for another hour and a half, I decided to give him what he wanted.
I used vegetable oil, from the kitchen, for lube. His hole was tiny, but in about 5 minutes, I had my big dick buried deep in him. He was complaining of the pain but told me not to stop. I fucked him about another 5 minutes and shot a big load in him. When I pulled out of him I saw something I did not expect to see, blood. I had torn his ass up. When the parents came home and after I had left, they found him bleeding from his rectum, and took him to the Emergency Room where my cum gave the DNA they needed to convict him. Now, 14 years later, he had done his time but was living on the streets and homeless shelters. He said that 10 years in a Texas Prison for that crime, was living hell. He said that word about someone like him travels fast and without the details. He found himself brutally raped on numerous times. I assured him that I wanted to have sex with him that night but that I would let him call the shots. He said it wouldn't be rape with me, besides he wanted to fuck me too. Man! It was GREAT!
Now, on a mission to clean him up and get him a job, I started off the next day by taking him to a hairstylist. They did an incredible job leaving him with a head of hair a fashion model would die for. We made a trip to Goodwill to buy some dress clothes. He got 3 Oxford cloth shirts , a black pair of dress slacks and 2 pair of Kaki Dockers, and a nice pair of black shoes. When we got back home with the purchases, he said he felt like he needed a shower again before trying them on. However, this time, instead of me bathing him with a washcloth, he asked me to sit on the floor of the shower, with my dick in his mouth. This time I knew what to expect, so I gladly agreed.
We had only been in the shower for a few minutes when he told me to get ready, here it comes! As he fills my mouth with piss, he takes his dick out and started pissing in my face and hair. I wanted to drink it so I fought to get it back in my mouth. The taste had greatly improved from the night before! As I continued to play with it, it continued to get harder and harder. That is when he told me to stand up and let him have my ass. It had been a long time since I had been fucked and then, not by a dick this big. I sat my mind to it, knowing that I wanted it. I also was aware that we had not discussed HIV at all. At that point in time, I didn't care! As he worked his way in me, the pain began to disappear and become pleasure. At the rate he was going, I figured he was going to tear my fucking ass up too. Again, at this point, I didn't care. Finally, he shoved it to the hilt and I could feel him shoot load after load deep up my ass! It was GREAT!
When he pulled out of me, I was so turned on! I had been jacking my own dick while he fucked me. Before, when I got fucked, my dick went limp. This time, it went the other way, I was hard! I asked him if he wanted me now, and he said yes, so I assumed the position.
I could tell his ass had been fucked a lot. I slid in with almost no resistance. It took me about 5 minutes of fucking him to blow my load. Now, we both were satisfied. Instead of trying on his new clothes, we decided to take a nap instead. We cuddled in my bed and soon fell asleep.
We did not wake up until the next morning, about 12 hours later. It was Monday and I had to go to work. I told him bye and that I would be back at 6 PM. We kissed and I was out the door. On my way to work, I got to thinking about what he could do to make an honest living. All of a sudden, it hit me. I have a friend that works at Saltgrass Steak House. He did not go in until about 11 AM so I called him on the phone and told him the situation. He said they had just had a major shake up and they were really short employees. He really did not think they would hire him because of his prison record. That night, about 10 PM, my phone rang and it was my friend.
His boss told him that if this guy had a good appearance and personality that would go good with the customers and he was willing to work, he would give him a chance. However, he needed him to be there the next day. We talked about it and it was agreed, he would be there.
Here is a guy that I have not known but a couple of days. He has a prison record. I have gotten him a job 60 miles away with no way to get there. Fortunately, I have a company car and my own pickup. The first 2 months, he commuted in my truck. It was worth it, because he was home every night for me to suck and fuck and cuddle with. Then, he came home one day and told me he was going to move in with a couple of other people that worked there and they had promoted him up to a full waiter. That was 6 months ago. He now has his own place, his own car and still comes to see me on his days off. I guess you never know. The dude I saw walking into the Cafe, I thought was gross. My new friend I think is wonderful. Last, but not least. He just got the report from his HIV test, and he is NEGATIVE! I think we will be friends for life.
This is a true story. Don't judge someone by the way they look. There may be reasons you don't know about just like this was.
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