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During COVID, I was the chief of security at a Brooklyn homeless shelter—a festering shithole split into two buildings. One was crammed with your run-of-the-mill drifters and mild MICA (Mentally Impaired, Chemically Addicted) cases, and the other building is a story all to itself. Then came this Polish kid, 19, on conditional parole—shelter or back to prison. Six-three, short wavy blond hair, blue eyes piercing like ice. Shredded lean frame concealing a massive uncut Slavic cock. I know because he would walk down the hallways in worn-out basketball shorts, and the sun would cast a silhouette of his cock as he stumbled down the hallway. Patrolling the second-floor A-corridor became my favorite patrol for that view alone. During wellness checks before lunch, I'd catch him in bed, giggling, scratching his balls, reeking of K2. That monster would slip out of his shorts constantly—damn, it was a sight. When the George Floyd riots hit NYC, he joined the looting frenzy. He returned with fresh track marks riddling both arms. I asked, "What the hell happened?" He rambled about raiding stores, flipping the goods for cheap, scoring enough for a week-long hotel stay and heroin for him and his girlfriend. Boy, was he starting to itch, and I knew he was about to be involuntarily sent to a rehab by the director. So I told him he would most likely be going to rehab for a while since this place isn't equipped to deal with his withdrawals. He accepted that fate and basically knew that was in the cards for him. I said, "When you get out, I might have something for you." Puzzled, he asked what. I said, "Light work, off the books, something to help you out." Roughly two weeks later, he came back, and he wasn't a happy camper. The methadone eased his withdrawals, but he didn't care; he just wanted to go back out and get high again. (I know, no shit.) So I said, "I know a guy who might have some work as a personal assistant, a cash gig, something to put some money in your pocket." Knowing his P.O. (parole officer) was up his ass, it seemed like something better to do than hang out in the shelter all day. So I gave him the phone number and said he'll most likely have you move some boxes, shit like that. He said, "Cool," and thanked me. Little did I know, the guy, we'll call him Glenn, had other plans after they met. After the first day, I asked him, "Hey, how did it go?" He said, "He had me move some boxes and shit, easy stuff, you know." Thinking nothing of it, I went about my day as he went back out for another day of "work." A few weeks passed by, and I saw Glenn outside of the Boiler Room on East 4th Street and asked, "Hey, how is that kid working out for you?" He pulled out his phone and, with a guilty smirk, said, "See for yourself." The first video is of the boy showering in Glenn's bathroom, savoring the pressure, soaping his lanky frame, huge cock swinging freely. Aroused and wary of the ethics, I muttered, "Hotter than I imagined." My cock was throbbing as I sipped my beer, then he swiped left on his phone to another video of him jerking the kid off. Holy fuck, it was fucking hot. Just watching his facial reactions alone would have been enough, but fuck, that cock is nice. So naturally, I asked, "How did you manage to pull that off?" Glenn replied, "Simple, I gave him fifty bucks." My cock jumped and leaked precum even more when he put the third video on. There's Glenn sucking his cock while the boy is watching straight porn. Holy fuck, the way that boy's balls jumped when he blew his load is something I replay in my head whenever I need to get off in a hurry. Then Glenn puts on the fourth video of him eating the boy's ass out. His long slender legs are shaking as his cock is being edged with a tongue up his ass. God damn, Glenn is grooming this boy to be his fuck-boy. The load he shoots is nothing short of amazing, but the sounds he made are unforgettable. Completely transfixed on this collection of pure video gold, I looked at Glenn and asked, "You've got more, don't you?" His smirk could have been noticed by anyone on the block as he swiped left on his phone again. There, Glenn is bent over on his couch while the boy is just fucking him with his eyes closed. You can tell he hates this, but the money was obviously good enough. Glenn is holding his ass open, huffing on poppers, begging for that junkie's load. The boy didn't last long, but Glenn didn't care; he got what he wanted. The fifth video, I'm watching Glenn on the floor, and the boy looks fucked out of his mind, kinda dopey but definitely in an excited state. His eyes closed, fucking the shit out of Glenn, calling him a "stupid faggot" while not giving a fuck about him. Just using his ass like a cash machine, frantically pushing any button just for every dollar he can extract. Then Glenn swipes left again and shows me another angle of the same scene. Holy fuck, that boy has a huge cock. That, or the TV really does add 10 pounds. The length is impressive on its own, but the width is that of a prized porn star. Glenn might not be an Adonis himself, but in those videos, he's comparable to the hottest drugged-up twink being gang-fucked in a sex club you've ever seen. Happy as a pig in shit, Glenn buys me another beer and says, "If you have any other boys that need some work, let me know." I didn't feel so hot about the end result of my efforts, thinking some moral line had been crossed. When I thought about it, everyone was a consenting adult, no one was harmed, and in a weird way, I helped the homeless. Months later, after his P.O. eased off the monitoring, he went back to the smack after being made flush with cash. In the end, I was an unsuspecting pimp and, the boy's secret is safe with Glenn and I.

Just a lil low down going into the story So my neighbor and his wife split years ago. She left him and their son one day and never came back. So I was always,the helpful neighbor, and watched his son. Who is one year younger than my son. So it worked out. After my son left for college lil Seth was depressed and lonely I told him it will pass. What I didn't know if they were experiment together so that's why he was lookin like a sad puppy. But it's his 18th birthday in a month so I told his dad, who is going to be on a business trip in JAPAN for his sons bday, that il take care of it he will have a great time. His dad said ok and left for a month. The dad comes his dad had a brand new dodge ram rebel parked in the garage for him. So he woke up to a already great Day. Took him shopping to eat, and he was happy. But then we stopped to shoot some pool. Local tavern. His bday; I bought us some pitchers ( of soda....not) I didn't know that this is his actual first beer. So he is getting buzzed fast. I ended up carrying him out. He's laughing the whole way. Get him home. Up in his bed, take his shirt off and pants to get into bed. To my suprise when I took off his pants, his, 9in.....thick, pink tipped cock sprang out. My jaw dropped. And Seth says, " I knew it, I knew you liked cock." I said , yes I do. He says with a evil grin, I'm not that buzzed off beer, I wanted to pretend, cuz I want you Mr. Steve. I've wanted you since I started getting boners. But your son took care of it til now. He smacks his cock to my face, and says, and, with an evil grin again. "I've seen Poz Twitter account. SINCE the first time I started my addiction to you being my poz daddy I don't want anyone but u to be the one to seed me. He turns onto his stomach and pulls his undies down over his plump boy bubble butt and Says, you know u want to taste it. He spreads his cheeks and my tongue is buried. End of part one. To be continued....

I haven’t made one of these since Craigslist but if any hung white tops (dads, bears, otters) want to slide in a 18 y/o hole message me for my info. I can host in Madison, WI or come to you. On spring break so wouldn’t mind sleep over.

http://fuckworker.blogspot.com/2012/04/taking-18yo-high-school-twink-on-date.html I was really looking forward to my next encounter with Andy, my beautiful, delicious 18 year old bottom boy. I had started chatting with him on Adam4Adam and one thing led do another. After our first encounter, which was pretty hot, I must say, we decided to get together again. Andy wanted me to take him out for a proper date and that’s what I was planning for him. This sweet boy deserves whatever I can give him, and I planned to give him the very best that I can. Hence, the date on Saturday night. Andy was so excited about our date that he was practically glowing when he got to my apartment. We had decided to meet there because it was just easier and he had already been here. He showed up dressed so hot that it was all I could do not to break him down and fuck him right then and there. But I restrained myself, knowing what was coming later that night, and settled for a deep, tongue probing kiss. We didn’t dally, though, because we had some reservations to get to if I was going to make good on my promise of introducing Andy to sushi, one of my personal favorite culinary delights. I had made a reservation in one of the greatest sushi places in the city, It also happened to be located in what’s known as the gay part of town. So it all worked out perfectly. The evening just kept getting better. As it turned out, Andy was quite fond of sushi. He sampled at least one of everything they offered and loved everything that he tried. This made me feel even better about our connection because it just seemed that we continued to find more things in common the more time we spent together. After our sushi, we decided to walk around the city for a bit. Since we were in the gay part of town, we felt quite comfortable holding hands, stopping at times to kiss and just spending some relaxing time together. It was so wonderfully romantic. Also, all I could seem to think of is taking Andy back to my apartment and fucking him senseless. Yes, I know that’s probably not quite so romantic, but it’s just what my cock was telling me. Finally, I got my wish when he smiled at me and then put his head on my shoulder. “I really want to spend some quality time with you tonight,” he whispered. “Say no more,” I agreed. With that, we went back to my place where we didn’t even make it to my bedroom. I was kissing him as soon as we were inside my apartment. As we kissed, I turned him around so that he was backed up against the door and I could reach around him and bolt the door. We were both so hot and desperate for each other that we were practically ripping our clothes off. He wrapped a leg around my waist and started to grind his throbbing member against mine. This simple movement took my breath away as I could feel the spasms of Andy’s cock against my rigid cock. I put my hand under his thigh and kept him in place so that I could rub my cock against his. There were still too many clothes involved, though, and that had to be remedied. After unhooking and unzipping my pants, I also relieved Andy of his. I’m not sure he even noticed as I pushed them down until they were around his ankles. At some point he realized it because he stepped out of them along with his shoes. He started to slide to the floor, taking me with him. It didn’t even matter to me that it was the floor and not my soft king sized bed. All I knew is that I was getting everything I wanted right in that moment. Well, almost everything. The rest would come, or maybe I should say cum. I lay Andy on his back, still continuing to kiss him, and moved my now naked body back and forth on his. That bare smooth skin was almost my undoing. He just has that effect on me. Control isn’t exactly my strong suit when I’m with my boy. Our bodies were writhing together as our cocks massaged each other. Both of us were already producing a great deal of pre-cum so that made the friction a lot more slippery. I could feel groans coming from my throat as I continued to sweep my tongue around inside of Andy’s mouth. Suddenly, I broke our kiss and heard a whimper of disappointment escape from his mouth. With a wicked, low laugh, I started to slide my way down his naked body. It didn’t take him very long to realize where I was headed and then he giggled a bit. Licking my way down to his balls, I spent a little time sliding my tongue on that delicious little spot between his balls and his asshole. Nipping there over and over again, I knew it was having the desired effect. He had begun to move his hips slightly in a rhythmic fashion. It was time to move from that area and suck on his rather tight, full balls for a bit. Andy is one of those guys that really love having their balls played with, sucked, nibbled and licked. He probably could cum just from me doing that, although I haven’t really given him the chance for that to happen. There are too many other things I want to do with him, if you know what I mean. Finally, I took the tip of my tongue and licked all the way up the top of Andy’s cock. I could feel every vein and ridge because he was so very hard. I just love how hard younger guys can get. As I got to the head of his cock, I used the tip of my tongue to fuck his little hole. This caused even more liquid to be produced and I licked it all clean. At last, I was ready to take his cock into my mouth. After I had him completely in my mouth, I sucked on it gently without ever letting go from my mouth. He tasted so good. As I continued to suck him, I moved my body around so that we were in a side by side 69 position. This allowed Andy to service my cock in preparation for the fucking that was to follow. He really knows what he’s doing when it comes to sucking cock. When I was so hard that I was sure I was going to explode in Andy’s mouth, I disengaged from him and sat back on my feet. Andy smiled up at me and spread his thighs apart. I climbed onto him, reached down between us and quickly found his tight little puckered hole. It was ready for me already, but I wanted a quick taste first. Leaning in, my tongue found his hole and started to tongue fuck it slowly at first. Then, I plunged my tongue as deep inside him as I could manage, licking side to side and teasing his smooth ass walls. Yes, he was ready for my cock now. I put the head of my raw cock up against his tight little unprotected hole, and I could feel him opening for me. He was as eager as I was. Slowly I pushed my cock into him and felt his ass walls tightening around me. I wasn’t sure I wanted to move because I didn’t want to cum just yet. Andy really knows how to contract his muscles in just the right way to milk me dry. In truth, I could probably cum in seconds with Andy but I do love to draw it out a bit. “Come on, Petey,” Andy pleaded. “Fuck me, baby.” He didn’t have to ask me twice. I started to drive my cock deep into Andy’s hole bareback and he only moved his hips up and down to take me more deeply. This wasn’t going to last a lot longer because I wasn’t going to be able to control myself. Fucking him was incomparable to anyone that I had ever fucked in my life. I managed to also stroke his cock at the same time I was fucking him and I could feel that hot load of sweet cream making its way up his cock. Yeah, this was it. Suddenly, I had no more to say about it. It was breeding time. With one sudden move deep into his ass, I exploded so hard with cum that I lost track of time for a few seconds. My vision seriously went black. Happily, it came back in time for me to watch Andy erupt in a spasm of extreme pleasure and shoot his load all over both of us. That’s always a treat because then I get to lick him clean. This time, he also got to participate as my body was carrying plenty of his white sweetness. I pulled the afghan from the sofa down and covered us with it. Then, we talked while holding each other for long while. Time seemed to fly by. Andy had to leave around 1AM because he was working at 9AM and didn’t want to oversleep. Even though neither of us wanted it, he left. But it wasn’t too bad because we texted all the next day. He asked me if he could come over again after work. You know I wasn’t going to say no to that!