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Lonely RandyThe Homeless Boy |
SummaryRandy meets Chris during a blizzard.
Publ. Feb 2018
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CharactersChris (15yo) and Randy (52yo)Category & Story codesConsensual Man-boy storyMt – cons oral anal – interr (Explanation) |
DisclaimerIf you are under the legal age of majority in your area or have objections to this type of expression, please stop reading now. If you don't like reading erotic stories about boys, why are you here in the first place? This story is the complete and total product of the author's imagination and a work of fantasy, thus it is completely fictitious, i.e. it never happened and it doesn't mean to condone or endorse any of the acts that take place in it. The author certainly wouldn't want the things in this story happening to his character(s) to happen to anyone in real life. It is just a story, ok? |
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The weather channel was predicting a major northeaster. We were looking to get 1-3 feet [30-90 cm] of snow. I put off til the last minute to get supplies as usual. The storm was set to begins at 10 am that morning. I headed out walking to the grocery store at 830. The store was open but empty of customers. Good. I can get in and out fast. I grab a cart and began shopping. I fill the cart and headed to the check out. After I paid, I had to bag my own grocery. Then I started walking home. The wind was already blowing hard. The storm was coming sooner then expected. As I walk along a young boy stopped me. "Sir, can you spare some loose change?" I look him over. He stood 5' 5" [1.65 m] tall. "Do you know there a major snow storm coming? You better head home." "I don't have a home. I'm homeless." Oh shit. This got to me. A cute boy homeless with a major storm coming. "Come home with me. At least you be out of the storm." I handed him a few bags to help carry. He looked at the bags, then at me. "Are you sure?" "You want to stay out here and freeze? They are predicting 1-3 feet [30-90 cm], maybe more. Let move." He looked at me again then walked beside me. "Thanks for taking me in. No one done that before. They usually tell me to get lost." "Yeah, well I'm not like that. I do care." We continue to walk in silent. Right before we got to my place, the snow started falling. "We made it just in time. Let head in." I unlocked the door and he followed and shut the door. I lead him to the kitchen where I put away the grocery. Then we went into the living room and turn on the tv. The weather channel was giving an update. We were right in the middle of getting 3-8 feet [90-250 cm] of snow now. Yuck. We were going to be buried. I turn and look at the boy. "Look like we are going to be stuck in here for quite a while. My name is Randy. What yours?" "Chris." "Age?" "14." "I'm 52. Let me show you to your room." I led him down the hall to the spare room. "This will be your room for the time being." He looked around. "My room is across the hall. Bathroom next to my room. I'm going to watch more of the weather." As I headed to the living room he followed me. "It been awhile since I had a bed to sleep in and a roof over my head. I try to find shelter but the places are full." "You're welcome to stay here as long as you want. I could use the company." "Do you work?" "Not since I won the powerball." "Your a millionaire?" "Yes, a cheap one at that." We sat on the couch and watch the weather channel. The snow was coming down 5 inches [12 cm] an hour. Even though the power was still on it was chilly in the place. I had the thermosat set at 70 [21°C]. I got up and got an comforter and put over us. Chris sighed. "This is nice. Been awhile since I been this warm. Thanks." "When the last time you had a shower?" "Been a while." "Better get one now before we lose power." We got up and I led him to the bathroom. I got him a towel. "Get undressed. I want to wash your cloths," I finished Chris undressed. His clothes were in horrible shape. I took them and toss them out. I checked my clothes and got him some that I thought would fit him. After he finished his shower he looked around for his clothes. "I tossed them out. They were in poor shape. Here are some of my clothes to wear." He tried them on and they fit him. We then went to the kitchen to get some food. "Could we have a pizza?" I open the freezer and look. I had plenty. I turn on the oven and got the pizza ready. As it bake, we talked some. "So Chris, why are you homeless?" "I'm gay. My family won't except me. They threw me out five months ago. You're the first person since I been homeless to help me." "That's sad. No boy should be homeless. I don't care if they are gay or not." I checked the pizza. It had three minutes left so I took it out and cut it. I also got out Dr. Pepper to drink. We took our pizza and soda and headed to the living room to eat. As we ate, I turn on the weather channel. We were only a quarter of the way thru the storm. As we finished eating, the power went out. "Darn. That went out fast. I was hoping for more time before it went out." We clean up our lunch the best we could then return to the living room. It was getting cold so we put the comforter over us. Chris snuggle up to me. I put my arms around him and we cuddle. Soon he fell asleep. I pick him up and carry him to my room. Then I undressed him and put him under the covers. I then undressed and joined him under the covers. He snuggled up to me and fell asleep. I could not resist. I ran my hand over his body, feeling how smooth he is. Then I felt his dick. It was hard. I felt from top to bottom. He is 8" [20 cm] long. He bigger than my 6" [15 cm]. I soon fell asleep. The next morning I work up with a hard on and Chris on me. His arm is across my chest, head next to mine and a leg across mine. His dick is press against my body, hard as can be. He slowly stirred. "Morning Chris." "Morning." He then realized his dick was hard and against me. "I'm sorry." "Don't be. Its nice to feel that against me." "Really? Your not mad?" "No. I'm hard too." He reach down and felt my dick. "That feels nice. Like 6" [15 cm]." "It is." "Now what?" "I would love to 69 with you." We came out from under the cover and got into the 69. I was very happy to have that dick in my mouth. It been a long time since I suck a boy off. He was enjoying himself as well. All too soon I shot off. Then a few moments later I received my reward. A nice healthy dose of boy cream. I swallow as fast as he offer it to me. I could not get enough of it. Soon he stop. "Are you ok? I haven't shot off in a while." "Ok? I love it. It been a while since I had anyone to suck off." Chris smiled. We got up and went to the bathroom. Then we got dressed. The power was still out. I had cold cereal so we had that for breakfast. Since we could not do much of anything, I got out a deck of card and we play rummy. After a while, we got bored so I got out monopoly and we played. I got my butt kick. Chris managed to get all the high property and wiped me out. "So now that I won, you must pay me." "What? I owe you nothing." "You owe me a blow job." "How you figure that?" "You don't have enough money to pay me. I want a blow job for the rest of what you owe me." I look at him then shrug my shoulder. "Fine. I could use some sweet hot cream." Chris moved over to the couch and dropped his pants. I kneeled in front of him. I grabbed his dick and started stroking it. Then I took it in my mouth and started sucking. In five minutes I got my reward. It was getting late so I got out a can of tuna and made us tuna fish sandwiches for supper. We then went to bed to stay warm. The next day the storm finally blew away and the sun came out. We went outside to see how deep the snow was. I took a yard stick and measured the snow. Over three feet [~1 m]. A car came by slowly and stopped in front of us. A window opened. "Chris, is that you?" "Grandpa! What you doing out?" "Looking for you. When I found out that no good son of mine threw you out for being gay, I disowned him. I started looking for you before the storm hit. I been upset that you could freeze to death. I see you made a friend and he took you in." "Yes sir. This is Randy. He found me before the storm. I asked him for money. He was kind enough to take me in cause of the storm. He been very good to me." "Thanks-you Randy for taking care of my grandson. He means the world to me. I don't care if he is gay or not. Unlike his stupid father." "Thanks for the complement. Would you like to come in?" "Sure." He got out of his car then told the driver to return in an half hour. He then follow us in. "Nice place you have here. I see my grandson was well taken care of. Are you gay too?" "Yes I am. I love Chris very much and hope we can see each other a lot more." "You can bet on it. I want you to take care of him for now." "Thanks you sir. I'll do my best." I soon found out that Chris's grand father was a billionare. He owned one of the largest companies in the world. Since his son kicked Chris out for being gay, he was cut from the will. Chris nearly was named sole inherentace of the estate. I was named as his legal guardian for now. When Chris turns 18 we plan to marry and become husband and husband. The End |
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© Lonely Randy
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