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Harry, Willie Alf and Tommy
by Patrick Buckley (patrickbuckley55@gmail.com)
***
A man has a relationship with homeless guys. (MM, oral,
anal, orgy, ws)
***
After finishing school I got a job in a large and
successful warehouse as their computer expert.
Fortunately, I was paid an above average salary because
of my considerable computer knowledge. Being a geek in
high school had really paid off. I was average looking
and measured 5’9” in height. I weighed about one hundred
and forty five pounds and had an attractive physique.
No, I didn’t wear geeky spectacles, and my vision was
very good. I was no stud but had a slightly above
average 7” circumcised cock. People did not stop and
stare at me in awe, but being nineteen years of age was
certainly an advantage.
I had moved to the small city/large town where I was
employed with great relief, having gotten away from my
family. I could now embrace my homosexuality with no
qualms. The small apartment that I rented was very
private and extremely well situated. Prior to beginning
my new job a year before, and in the ensuing ten months
my sex life had been almost non-existent. An occasional
grope and fiddle at school with about summed it up.
Ten months after my working life began however my
existence changed significantly. I was asked if I wanted
to visit the cinema in an Adult bookstore near my home,
while purchasing a porn DVD. I had no idea what the
person behind the counter was talking about but paid the
required amount to enter the “den of iniquity”. I was
buzzed though and entered into the rear part of the
store.
The back section was rather seedy. Walking through the
door I observed a passage going in both directions. To
the right the passage was rather short, and as you
turned the corner left there were two toilets on the
right hand side. Opposite on the left there was a room
of about twenty four square metres, with a large screen
television playing a straight porn movie. Some slut was
being spit-roasted by two hunky guys. There were about
fifteen plastic chairs in this room all facing the
monitor. An elderly man sat alone in this room playing
with his penis.
Disinterested, I moved back to the passage where I had
entered the door to the cinema section and proceeded
left. About four metres after the entry door there was a
passage that led off to the right. In this passage there
was a room directly before me and one to my right. They
were both unoccupied and had raised built-in bunks with
green plastic mattresses. On the left there was another
room with a large flat screen television playing a gay
movie. There were also about a dozen or so chairs’
facing the screen but the room was unoccupied.
I exited this section, and turning left walked further
down the long passage. At the end there was a small
staircase with passages leading off on either side. To
the left there were several locked rooms that I later
learned were for private viewing. These were very small
and could not have been more that 2x1 metres in size.
Each one obviously had its own television with a plastic
chair.
To the right there were four larger cubicles with huge
glory-holes that faced towards a platform that the
stairs led up to. I climbed the stairs and observed a
fairly good looking man standing in front of the last
glory-hole cubicle. I immediately descended the stairs
and entered the cubicle that he was standing before. I
was met by an uncut cock protruding through the glory-
hole which I instantly began to suckle on. Being no oral
expert I did my very best. He bent down after a while
and told me to keep my head still so that he could face-
fuck me. I obliged and he started thrusting rapidly.
As I relaxed the process became quite enjoyable. With
supreme concentration I was eventually able to
accommodate his entire dick in my mouth. I heard him
instruct me to use my tongue which I also did. Shortly
after that he shot his load into my mouth. The taste was
quite pleasant. Once finished he pulled his pants up and
left immediately.
After my graduation into oral sex, I milled around for
about thirty minutes. There was no further action, and I
hoped that it simply a slow night. The other two patrons
that I encountered simply did not do it for me. I left
elated if somewhat disappointed. My routine at the
bookstore, after my initial visit, was restricted to two
visits a week. I would visit for an hour or so on
Wednesday evenings, and would spend about two hours at
the establishment late on a Saturday afternoons.
The visits following my initial visit were a lot more
interesting at the bookstore. I really loved the glory
hole section, and that is where I spent most of my time.
I even had a scene in one of the cubicles and sadly have
to admit that my cherry was taken by an anonymous man. I
had at last had anal sex. Thankfully he was quite gentle
and I was initiated in a pleasant way.
***
After leaving bookstore at around 7pm one Saturday
evening I met Harry sitting a half a block from the
bookstore. He was a homeless man and sat on the ground
with his back propped up against a shop window, holding
a cute little dog. As I knelt a small way from him the
little dog ran over. As I patted the dog Harry asked me
if I had had a good time in the bookstore having
observed me exit from there. I smiled and said that it
hadn’t been too bad.
Harry asked me if I lived nearby to which I nodded yes.
He then asked me if I had some food to spare as he was
rather hungry. I will never understand why, but I
invited him to follow me. He did so with his dog and a
fairly large duffel bag. Harry was about six feet tall
fairly clean looking. He was forty five years old and
was not too bad on the eye. While walking to the
apartment he told me that he could do with a shower if I
would allow it. I replied that that wouldn’t be a
problem.
When we arrived at the apartment I gave the dog a bowl
with a few tit bits. I then plated up some leftovers for
Harry. As he ate I took note of his hands. They were a
little grubby but his nails were short and fairly clean.
He had also removed his cap to reveal a full head of
mouse-brown hair that was clipped quite short. He had
two day old stubble, and his teeth looked to be in good
condition. He told me that he visited a homeless shelter
on Mondays and Thursdays, to shower and shave. They also
supplied him with a meal on those days.
When he finished eating I offered to do his washing for
him and he gratefully accepted. I told him to strip and
give me everything that needed to be washed. Standing
naked before me he was a sexy and well-proportioned man.
He had reasonable body hair and a substantial uncut
cock. I would later find out that his cock was about
eight inches hard. I placed all his clothing in my
washer/dryer, and set it on the required five hour
cycle.
I informed him he could stay the night, and that I would
iron all his clothing early the next morning. Harry sat
nude on a towel on the sofa as we sipped our beers and
enjoyed a few smokes. At around 9pm we headed for bed
after I had placed a small blanket on the ground for the
dog to sleep on. Before getting into bed Harry asked if
he should shower first. I replied that I would prefer
him to do so in the morning.
As we lay in bed I got a good whiff of his body odour.
It wasn’t hectic but strong and masculine. He moved on
top of me and pushed my legs apart with his knees. He
really enjoyed kissing and was very good at it. He
ground his cock into me as we made out for the next ten
minutes. As he nibbled on my ear he told me to turn onto
my stomach. He lifted his body and I changed position,
before he lowered himself back onto me. His cock then
slid up and down my crevice for the next few minutes. I
could feel my crack becoming slimier, as his cock oozed
copious amounts of pre-cum between my cheeks. Harry then
lifted slightly and started inserting his cock into me.
He was a lot bigger than the first guy that fucked me
and the pain was fairly intense. He took his time and
before too long was balls-deep in my hole. Rhythmically
he started thrusting into me while licking my neck and
ears. The rough stubble on his face was driving me
crazy. He pulled both my arms up on either side of my
head, and started caressing me with his rough hands. I
had never experienced anything as erotic as this in my
entire life. He kept varying his pace and fucked me for
forty glorious minutes. When he emptied his load into
me, I had cum twice on the sheet.
We were both very sweaty when he got off me, and I
suggested we go to the lounge and have another smoke and
a beer. He was very happy with that idea. When retuned
to bed a while later, Harry got straight on top of me
and resumed our lovemaking. This time however I was on
my back. When he inserted his dick into me it felt twice
the size it had before. Thankfully after five minutes I
had adapted to my anal intruder, and with my legs
wrapped around him enjoyed my second fucking. Before
coming Harry pulled his cock out of me and moved it to
my mouth. Soon he was spewing his load. Once round two
finished, we were in dreamland within five minutes.
The following morning I awoke and went to the bathroom
to douche. Returning to the bed I observed Harry lying
on top of the duvet. I walked over and kissed him before
lifting his left arm and cleaning his armpit. Soon the
right armpit followed to approving sighs from Harry. I
moved down to his genitals and washed them with my
tongue. His cock was rock hard as I tugged on his tight
foreskin to release its prisoner. The head was very
funky and obviously saw the light of day very seldom.
Having never rimmed anyone before, I decided to explore
this practice as well.
Harry pulled his legs back and I winced at the pungent
smell emanating from his crack. I dove right in and
started licking voraciously. As I finished Harry hopped
off the bed, and pulling me into the doggy position
fucked me at the edge of the bed. Overexcited as he was
his entry was quick and painful. His powerful hands
however made it clear that escape was not an option.
After a while he lifted my torso and started caressing
my body with his arms around me. Harry then pushed me on
to the bed on my stomach, and leaning on straight arms
really started thrusting into me. After a few minutes he
shot his load into my arse.
While Harry showered and shaved I made breakfast. I also
gave him a new toothbrush from one of my many spares. I
had seen the one he was using the previous evening, and
it looked as if it had reached its sell by date a year
earlier. After breakfast I ironed all his clothing in
twenty minutes. Once dressed, shaved, and cleaned, he
looked very respectable. I asked him if he wanted to
stay for lunch but he regrettably had an engagement and
could not do so. Apparently a buddy of his named Willie
had been beaten up that week and was in hospital.
Already missing four teeth, Willie had gotten another
four knocked out. As if that wasn’t bad enough, while in
hospital four of his back teeth were also extracted
because they were totally rotten. Harry said he was
pleased about this in a way, because Willie had a breath
that could raise the living dead. Hopefully the
extractions had sorted that problem out. He told me that
Willie was a really great guy, and that I would like him
a lot. I politely said that I would love to meet him.
Before leaving I gave Harry some money, five packets of
cigarettes, and a packet of sandwiches for later. He
asked me if he would see me the following Saturday. I
smiled and answered: “same time, same place”. After he
left I was very pleased about my reckless decision the
previous evening. I would definitely look out for him
the following Saturday.
***
That Wednesday evening was a good one at the bookstore.
I met a guy a year older than me called Tommy. I
introduced myself as Warren after which we chatted for a
while. Tommy was taller than me and about thirty pounds
overweight. He had a cute face and lovely demeanour. He
lived with his parents and was shit-scared of them
finding out that he was gay. It was really strange to
engage someone in this place of total anonymity. We
moved to one of the cubicles and undressed. He was quite
hairy and had a cut cock that was almost identical to
mine.
He was very loveable and adored kissing, so we kissed
for twenty minutes while fondling one another. Being
versatile he loved giving and receiving. I would finally
get to penetrate someone. We flip-flopped for half an
hour before shooting our loads into each other’s mouths.
The kissing never ceased throughout our encounter, and
once done he asked me if he would see me again the
following week. I replied that I would like that very
much. Spent, we left the bookstore and went our separate
ways. As I walked home smiling I knew that he could
become a habit with me.
On Saturday I half-heartedly went to the bookstore. I
was far more interested in seeing Harry after my visit.
I milled around and sucked one guy off through a glory-
hole. After the required time had passed, I left hoping
like hell that Harry would be waiting. As I left the
bookstore I was delighted to see him in the same
location as last time, dog and all. What surprised me
however was that he had a tall lanky man with him that I
surmised was the buddy he had spoken about. It appeared
that my politeness had been taken literally.
One would take some time to realize that Harry was a
homeless man; with Willie it was totally obvious. With
his absent teeth his mouth looked like a poorly
maintained graveyard with missing tombstones. He was
ugly with huge prominent ears, and a large nose. He had
wispy blond hair that was almost white, with white
eyelashes and a pale ruddy complexion.
His flimsy beard was slightly darker than his hair, and
had a reddish tinge. His eyes were very light brown with
a hint of green. He stood around 6”2” with a wiry body
and huge hands and feet. His clothing was really grubby
with holes in his pants, a moth-eaten shirt, and very
dirty trainers. When we shook hands his body odour was
very powerful.
When Harry asked if Willie could tag along I almost
bailed. The shit-faced smile and look of anticipation on
Willie’s face however made me relent. I replied that it
wasn’t a problem at all. Willie also had a duffel bag,
albeit smaller than Harry’s.
We presently left in the direction of my home. After
arriving I fed the dog his titbits, and plated up two
dishes for Harry and Willie. Before sitting down at the
table I asked them to strip so I could do the washing.
The clothes they were wearing and the contents of the
duffel bags were soon being washed in the washer/dryer.
They sat on hand towels at the dining table, eating and
enjoying a beer.
When Willie stripped I observed that his skin was very
pale. He was almost hairless except for tufts under his
arms, and above his crotch. His feet and hands were
really attractive, but his hands were in need a really
good scrubbing. He wore size thirteen shoes, and Harry
wore size ten. His cock was like no other I had ever
seen nor would ever see again. It was extremely pale
almost translucent, with prominent blue veins
crisscrossing the entire dick. As I later learnt his
cock was nine inches long, and had a very pronounced
upward curve. When erect the tip of his cock touched his
body above his bellybutton.
It tapered from a very thick base to a fairly small
head, which was totally indiscernible under a very long
non retractable foreskin. The extra skin off the end of
his cock looked like a wrinkled dried fruit of sorts.
Willie also had the strangest balls I had ever seen. The
actual balls were not particularly large, but his
scrotum hung halfway down his legs. His balls were also
very pale with blue veins, and were almost totally
hairless. After dinner we sat in the lounge while
smoking and drinking beer. Willie had an infantile sense
of humour but one couldn’t help but laugh as he joked,
chuckled and chatted.
After a while he asked me if I didn’t feel a bit
overdressed for the occasion. I laughed and left for the
room to strip before retuning naked to join the two men
in the lounge. I sat on the couch opposite the guys who
occupied the two chairs. In a while Willie got up and
joined me on the couch. Willie put his arm around my
neck as he moved closer to me.
***
I was rather pleased I had not met him a week earlier
because his breath wasn’t exactly fragrant. It was clear
that oral hygiene was not a great priority in his life.
His body odour was also adding to the hum that enveloped
us. He swiftly placed his mouth over mine and started to
snog me ardently. His penetrating tongue was long and
thick, as he slobbered over my lips. The gaps between
his teeth felt strange as my tongue played around his
mouth. Soon he had me flat on my back in the middle of
the couch as he assumed a sixty-nine position with me.
His cock smelt of urine as it danced above my face. As
he entered my mouth I was amazed how comfortably his
curved cock slipped into my mouth and down my throat.
Before long he was balls-deep in my mouth and throat. As
he sucked on my cock I felt my legs being lifted, and
then the unmistakable prodding of another cock pushing
at my hole. I could hardly utter a sound as Harry’s cock
forced its way into me. I was in heaven and I prayed
that this would carry on all night.
My very first threesome and I had hit the jackpot. After
five minutes Willie tried to get off me presumably to
swap places with Harry, but I clung on to his arse with
all my might. I heard him tell Harry that they had
better retain their current station. A few minutes later
Willie came down my throat as I shot my load into his
mouth. As he got off me Harry continued fucking my arse
before unloading into me soon after.
We all resumed our seats after grabbing another beer,
and lighting up cigarettes. Willie asked if we were
going to shower, but Harry told him that I would clean
them when we got to the bedroom. Both men now needed to
piss. I wasn’t about to allow yet another new milestone
in my sexual education go to waste. I told them I wanted
them to piss on me and down my throat. Both smiled
broadly as we moved to the shower. When got into the
shower Harry moved up first. As I knelt before him he
started pissing all over me and I was soon drinking his
golden nectar straight from the tap, as Willie watched
entranced.
Willie stepped up next and sprayed me sopping wet
through his flappy rumpled foreskin, before I also
swallowed his delicious yellow sap thirstily. Before
leaving the shower I offered to clean both their butt-
holes. Willie went first and this was quite an ordeal. I
was so horny at that point however that it did not
matter. Harry followed and his butt was far less hectic.
We returned to the lounge to smoke and drink.
They had continually mentioned Alf during the evening.
When I asked about him, I was told that he would
definitely not be into this scene. Jokingly, they said
that he was the third member of the “Three Stooges” as
they called themselves. They all hung out together and
looked out for one another. According to them however he
was a bit homophobic.
When we went to bed that evening I was fucked by Willie
initially. His cock was unbelievable and the curve
totally pulverized my prostate. I lay on my back and got
a prostate massage that measured ten on the Richter-
Scale. I shot two loads without touching my cock. “Stink
Willie” was the best fuck I had ever had in my life.
Thank goodness I had invited him along. His slobbering
all over my face made no difference at all. After Willie
came in me Harry took over and fucked me for the next
twenty minutes. After the festivities we all soon fell
asleep with me in the middle of the two.
Early the next morning at around five Willie shook me
awake. He told me to follow him to the lounge. We lay on
the floor in the sixty-nine position. With my head
raised slightly he pissed down my throat in
installments, with my right hand controlling the flow.
Every time I needed to breathe he would lift off me, so
I could inhale fresh oxygen. Once the pissing finished
he started face fucking me. Once again his exaggerated
thrusting allowed me plenty of oxygen. As he face-fucked
me I begged him to not come for as long as possible, and
he did not disappoint. Often he would pull out of my
mouth and let his cock hover above my face for thirty
seconds before reinserting. Our scene lasted for a
wonderful half hour.
Once finished I licked his armpits clean, and then gave
him another arse cleaning. Horny again, he placed me on
my back and lifted my legs before inserting his cock
into me. He moved on top of me and slowly fucked me
again. We kissed, he licked my ears, and I sucked his
dirty fingers. I was in heaven as he slobbered all over
my face. After he came we fell asleep in that position.
Harry woke us up an hour later.
After breakfast I did their ironing while they showered.
They did stay for lunch and left mid-afternoon. I gave
both of them money for the week, and five packets of
cigarettes each. I also gave them a packet of sandwiches
for that evening. Willie also got a complimentary
toothbrush.
***
The following week, Tommy and I again enjoyed our flip-
flop session at the bookstore on Wednesday. On Saturday
Harry and Willie again visited, and we followed the same
ritual as before. This weekly routine continued for the
next three weeks. During this period I bought Willie and
Harry new trainers, four pairs of socks, three new
shirts, as well as pair of jeans each. They were looking
more and more respectable. I also bought hair clippers
and took to becoming their hairdresser rather well.
After four weeks when I exited the bookstore on
Saturday, I was surprised to see only Willie waiting for
me. Sadly I learnt that Harry’s brother had tracked him
down and had invited him to live with their family. They
had built a flat for him on their property and were
hoping that they could rehabilitate him into the “normal
world” again. I had really come to like this man and his
little dog, and was very sad to lose contact with them.
On the other hand, I was pleased and really hoped that
this new development would work out for him.
Willie and I had a wonderful time that evening and he
only left late the following day. Over the next two
weeks I would also see him more regularly as he started
coming directly to my home. The first week I saw him on
Tuesday and Thursday evenings, in addition to the
Saturday/Sunday visit. The following week Monday was
also included.
Two weeks later he arrived at my home on Saturday with
Alf. I was rather taken aback but decided to relax and
take things in my stride. Alf was about 5’10” and had a
dark complexion. He was handsome but very rough looking.
He had a stocky build with dark black shoulder length
hair, and a longish black beard. His clothes were rather
ragged, and he was quite skanky. Both guys naturally had
their duffel bags with them.
When I asked the guys for their clothes, Alf undressed
very reluctantly. He had a beautiful masculine body, and
was powerfully built. His feet and hands were very big
and broad but rather dirty. He was extremely hairy and
had a very thick cock. It was incredibly fat in the
middle and tapered off to either end. It must have been
seven to eight inches soft, with a foreskin that
completely covered the head. His dick was very dark and
surrounded by a forest of black hair. His balls were
huge and would not have been out of place on a horse. He
was fucking hot. He had tattoos on his upper arms,
chest, and back.
With the washing going I plated up their food. They sat
on hand towels at the dining table drinking and eating.
After dinner I asked Alf if he wanted a haircut and
beard trim. He shrugged and replied; “Yeah, why not”.
When I asked him what he wanted me to do, he replied;
“Whatever”. He sat in the kitchen on a chair, as I went
to work. I used a “number four” clipper attachment on
his head and beard. After completing the job he had a
long shower, while I did the dishes and cleaned up all
the hair. When he emerged from the bathroom he looked
magnificent. He was fucking beautiful.
He had really given himself a good scrubbing. His hands
and feet were clean, and his new hairstyle and beard
looked fantastic. When Willie and I applauded I saw him
smile for the very first time. We had a few more beers
and smokes before retiring to bed. I made a bed for Alf
on the large couch, with two duvets and two cushions. As
he snuggled in Willie and I left for the bedroom. The
sex with Willie was incredible as usual, and after an
hour of fucking we fell asleep.
The next morning the breakfast ritual was followed by
ironing as always. Both guys stayed for lunch, and I
went all out. By 4pm they were on their way with smokes,
money, and leftovers. I saw Willie on Monday and Tuesday
of that week, and on Wednesday I enjoyed another flip-
flop session with Tommy. I did not see Willie on either
Thursday or Friday. On Saturday as I left the bookstore
he was also not in his usual spot.
The following week I did not see Willie at all. I did
not even visit the bookstore on that Wednesday evening
as normal, because of my growing concern over Willie’s
absence. I was sure that he would pitch on Saturday. I
sat in the bookstore watching a gay movie and counting
down the minutes till 7pm.
I was totally disinterested in any action whatsoever,
and at seven as I walked out the door of the bookstore I
prayed that I would see Willie. As I approached the
usual spot I saw Alf standing there with a sullen face.
When I asked about Willie he shrugged and started
crying. Willie was dead. He had been killed by some
rednecks the previous week.
Willie was always prone to getting into fights, hence
all the missing teeth. A bunch of thugs had attacked him
the previous Wednesday when Willie had intervened while
they were harassing some girl. They brutally assaulted
him and he had died two days later in hospital. Alf had
only found out about the incident the previous day.
There were no witnesses, and Alf was sure they would get
away with it. As Alf stated; “Who cares about a homeless
person in any case”. Alf and I stood there crying like
two babies. He placed his arm around my shoulder and
offered to walk me home.
***
When we arrived at my place I invited Alf to spend the
night. I plated up food that I had made in anticipation
of Willie’s visit. Having not eaten in twenty four hours
Alf got stuck in, but I couldn’t eat. I fetched two
beers, and sat with him while he ate in the nude with
the washer/dryer in full cry. After dinner we sat and
spoke for an hour or two. He regaled me with Willie and
Harry stories and we laughed and cried.
I made his bed as usual on the couch and departed to my
bedroom. On the Sunday morning I made breakfast while
Alf showered. After breakfast I did the ironing. During
lunch Alf asked me if I could get him a job at the
warehouse where I worked as he was tired of his present
existence. I told him that I would ask my boss to
interview him. We ate leftovers for dinner around seven
that evening, and after a few beers and smokes we went
to bed at nine.
I lay in bed thinking about all that had happened over
the past several weeks. Alf entered my room and got into
bed with me. He gave me a hug before we fell asleep. No
other physical contact took place.
On Monday I left my spare set of house keys with him so
he could come and go as he pleased. I spoke to my boss
who agreed to interview Alf on Tuesday. At lunch time I
went shopping and bought Alf four new shirts, two pairs
of jeans, two pairs of trainers, six underpants and six
pairs of socks. When I arrived home Alf was sitting on
the couch. As I handed over my purchases he asked me if
I had lost my mind. I told him that he had to be dressed
properly if he was serious about his interview. He was
elated and I again saw his beautiful smile.
We ate dinner at seven and got into my bed by nine. I
got another hug before we drifted off. Alf got the job
the following day and that evening I told him that he
could stay with me as long as he needed to. When he
asked me why I was doing all of this for him, I said
that it was what Harry and Willie would have expected of
me.
He reminded me that he wasn’t gay. I laughed and replied
with a naughty smile; “What a great pity, I would love
to suck your beautiful cock”. He observed me for a long
while. Slowly he started pulling his zipper down.
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