A Good Deed

[NinjaLoad]

No good deed goes unpunished. 

 

It was a rough fuckin' night.  The streets were being pounded with thick sheets of rain and I'd managed to get soaked through running to cover under the bus stop shelter.  It was empty but for a smartly-dressed middle aged guy.  As most people do, he initially avoided my eyes when I entered the shelter, so I took a seat on the hard steel bar and looked out at the rain.  It didn't look good for me.  While the rain might stop, there would likely be a biting chill,  and that could spell real trouble for a guy walking the streets soaked with rain. I must have looked as bleak as I felt because the man seated at the other end of the bench looked-up at me and asked "You okay?"

 

I was surprised, and aroused when I met his eyes.  He had a square face with large grey eyes spaced perfectly under thick black brows.  He had black and grey stubble that I immediately imagined scratching my asshole while he tongued me.  My cock was starting to thicken, but I kept my face neutral, approachable even.  I smiled at him and replied "I'm good.  A little wet, maybe, but what can you do?"

 

"You got anywhere to sleep this evening?"

 

My options were limited. The guy I stayed with on nights like this was out of town. We had a gentleman's agreement for bad nights like this:  I'd clear my ass out and take as many loads as he wanted to throw into me.  Sadly though, business called and he'd fucked off for a few days.  I missed him a little when he left.  I'd only fucked pussy before he pozzed me, but it was ruined for me now.  Sex for me was dumping my toxic swimmers into a hairy, healthy hole.  Unless he was charging me up with his poison wad, that is.  There was one other guy I stayed with from time to time.  I stayed away whenever I had the choice.  True, I got to fuck his hole in exchange for a bed, but the guy was pure fem and always made me wear a condom.  He'd made it clear after one 'mishap' that if I ever stealthed him I'd never get the bed again.  Or his hole.  But who gave a shit?

 

"Looks like this is my hotel for the evening." I said, laughing as I gestured to the filthy shelter around us.

 

"What about the shelter on Park street?"

 

The homeless shelter which had kicked me out after they'd found out who was deliberately spreading the gift around.  Not that they had to look around for long.  I don't look very healthy, you see.  Meds for me were something I wouldn't take even if I could.  I got a sick joy from loading up some poor hole with my gift.  My gift that could change the recipient's life forever.

 

"Too late in the night.  They closed the doors a few hours ago."

 

We sat in awkward silence for a few minutes while he thought something through and I discretely tried to see the shape of cock through his trousers.  I could only see the curve of a fat head. 

 

"You can't sleep here.  You just can't."

 

I moulded my face into an expression of surprise, careful not to let the grin inside show on my face.  At least I wouldn't have to call on the fem.  The bus ride was quiet enough.  And brief.  Within twenty minutes we were at the door of an apartment building by which I had often passed.  It was one of the nicer spots in the city - all fresh paint and polished windows.  Bill, (as he identified himself on the bus ride), the Samaritan, entered a code on the box outside the door and we took an elevator up three floors and walked to the door to his home.  As we entered the apartment I was taken aback. The space inside was huge and open plan, the type of apartment I'd thought only existed in TV sitcoms.  Before either of us said a word, a loud beeping came from Bill's coat. He pulled an electronic pager from his pocket, glanced at the screen and swore, saying "Fuck.  Fuck.  Listen, I'll have to go."

 

My heart sank.  No way would he let me stay here unsupervised.  "Is it bad?" I asked.

 

He shrugged. "They don't call me on my nights off when it's not."

 

"So you're a doctor?"

 

He nodded, distracted before calling out, "Graham!"

 

A young man appeared from a doorway.  He was young, maybe 18 or 19.  He had the same dark brows as his father but he wore his own black hair longer, shaggy and unkempt.  He also had stubble on his face that he looked to be growing into a beard.

 

"Yeah, Dad?" he asked, pausing to look at me, the soaked, skinny and clearly not healthy homeless guy who stood shivering next to his Father.  

 

"Graham, this is Don.  He'll be staying in the guest room tonight.  Show him to the shower and fix him a meal, will you?"

 

The boy looked very confused but nodded.  Bill nodded towards another room and they both left to talk in private.  Clearly the doctor wasn't happy about leaving me here with his son but it didn't look like he'd let that reverse his act of kindness.  I've been told that I give off a good, friendly vibe.  It's something I've cultivated over the years.  When Bill left, Graham and I stood facing each other in silence.  Then, he shyly showed me to the bathroom.  It was as nice as the rest of the place, white tiles and soft towels hanging from racks.  I took a piss and hopped into the shower.  My cock had been tucked into the waistband of my torn jeans and now bobbed in the air as I soaped myself and thought about the young piece of ass I'd been left alone with.

 

The shower was an electric one, the kind that made a humming noise while it was on.  I didn't switch it off, and after drying myself I sneaked out of the bathroom to get a better look around without Graham following me.  I walked through the huge living room and caught the muffled sound.  It was a very familiar sound to me.  It was the sound of man-ass getting fucked.  I crept closer to the noise and found the room, door slightly ajar.  Just under the noise I heard the panting breaths of Graham as he tugged on his prick.  I grinned to myself and took advantage.  I swung the door inward.

 

"Graham, could you tell me where...."

 

Graham looked shocked.  He jumped up from his seat and snapped the laptop shut.  The wet sound of fucking carried on for a moment before shutting off.  He struggled to find something to say while he zipped up his pants.  I stepped close and took his hand, pushing it back down and reopening the zipper.  Inside, I saw no underwear but a generous bush of thick hair that made my cock strain against my jeans.

 

"What are you...?"

 

I reached in and grabbed his shaft.  It was thick.  Not so long but thick and mapped with veins.  I felt his heartbeat through the contact and before he could say anything I started to jack him.

 

"Open your laptop" I snapped, and somewhat surprisingly he did.  After a second or so the video resumed.  The boy was into older men, it seemed, which suited me fine.  I had about 20 years on him.  Bareback porn too, I noticed.  How appropriate.

 

"You ever suck cock?" I asked.

 

He shook his head.  I smiled.  "Time for a lesson."  I grabbed his shoulders and pushed him down.  While he stared at my crotch I unzipped and pushed my raging, thick nine-incher to his lips.  He let it rest there before looking up at me.  He was obviously taking in my face, slightly drawn from the lack of meds over the years and the cold, hungry look in my eyes.

 

"I don't...I mean, I don't even know you."

 

"You don't need to," I said before pushing my cock harder against his lips.

 

He opened his mouth and gave it an experimental lick.  I took the opportunity to ram my shaft deep into his gullet.  He immediately started to gag hard on the meat. The spasming muscles of his throat worked my meat for a moment before I pulled out, afraid he'd vomit.  His face was tear-streaked from his gagging, so I lifted him up and told him to strip me.  He was uncertain.

 

"Look", I said. "You're gay."  He winced at that, which interested me.  "You're gay and you've never had cock.  I'm here to change that for you but if you really don't want to play with another dick instead of looking it all up online, we could pretend this didn't happen."

 

He leaned in to kiss me then, but my hand was on his chest, pushing him back, saying "You know exactly where those lips should go."

 

He nodded and got again to his knees.  As I pumped into his mouth he was battling against his gag reflex.  Spit flowed from his mouth and warmed my swollen balls.  I sighed in pleasure.  This was not exactly how I thought the night was gonna go, but young ass has always been my favourite kind of ass to infect.

 

"C'mon, deeper."  I was testing to see how far he'd push himself to please me.  He pushed himself down on my cock.  His eyes were wide and bugging with the effort of fighting back the gagging.  I pulled out and smiled at my slick, stiff dick, bouncing in the air and trailing saliva from the tip.  Wordless, I led him to the bed and fell on my back, legs raised.  He looked at my hole with desire, opened a drawer and took out a tube of hand cream.  He squeezed some onto his cock.  I laughed and asked "The fuck's that for?"

 

He flushed and stammered that the thought I was asking him to fuck me.  Again I laughed explaining "Boys like you don't fuck hole, they eat it. Get your face in there."

 

He hesitantly walked over and got to his knees.

 

"I don't think...."

 

I cut him off.  "If you watched gay porn.  You've seen ass-eating, right?"

 

The edge of impatience in my voice made him swallow his protests.  He looked at my asshole with uncertainty before moving so close I could feel his breath against it.  I felt the tip of his tongue touch my pink. I grabbed him by the hair and forced his face between the cheeks of my hairy ass. 

 

"Lick it!"

 

He did.  He licked around my hole while his stubble scratched my skin and sent jolts of pleasure to my painfully hard dick.  

 

"Get your fucking tongue in there."

 

He made a noise of disgust but he did it.  His tongue speared my opening, pushing it in as deep as he could. I could hear the wet sounds of him jacking his shaft.  He worked my hole for a while, long past when he started to complain about a sore jaw and numb tongue.  My selective hearing didn't pick it up at the time and he obviously didn't want to hear me speak to him with that mean edge again. 

 

I lifted his head from my ass and speared it again on my dick for a few more moments of throat massage.  I got up then, still with my cock engulfed before pulling it out and hurling him onto the bed.  Behind us, the screen of his laptop showed a fist disappear into the hole of a bottom who roared with the pleasure.  Oh, I had much to teach this kid.

 

He lay where I'd thrown him, not daring to move.  He looked-up at me, a worried expression on his face.  I confirmed his fears (and excitement) when I announced "Yes, I'm going to fuck you, and yes, you're going to let me.  You want this cock?"

 

He looked at my dick with a mix of desire and naked fear.  He nodded.

 

"Great.  On your back, like I was."

 

For his own sake, the hand cream really should have been swapped out for lube.  There was some friction between the cream and my hand when I gave myself a few tugs.  I decided to be generous and stretch him out a little before I slid my prick home.  I covered a few fingers in hand cream and slid them in.  It was a tight squeeze, and he winced but I'd imagined he'd be tighter.  When my fingers came out clean, I smiled at him.

 

"What did you have up your ass today?"

 

He blushed, and his shame was fucking hot to see.  He nodded to a corner of the room where he'd left a butt plug and a douche.  They stood on a shelf in his closet.

 

"I really didn't have to bother with these then, did I?" I said, showing him my fingers.  "Now, look at me."

 

He looked up into my eyes, his own full of arousal and still that fear.  I pushed the head against his opening and worked it through until I felt it pass the sphincter. His moan was mainly that of pain, albeit pain mixed with pleasure and surprise.

 

"Wait!  Do you have a rubber on you?"

 

I looked down at him. "Hell, no.  Don't be so fuckin' stupid, kid.  Of course not!"

 

With that I sunk the remainder of my cock into his ass.  It felt like my cock was being strangled by the tightness of his insides.  Graham had his eyes closed in concentration, willing himself to take the pain that would hopefully turn into pleasure any time now.  When I was fully embedded, I held myself for a moment and took the scene in.  The hot young man under me was trying to look unaffected by the pain, but if my dick was sore you can bet his hole was in worse shape.  I thrust, though and he closed his eyes and gasped in unmistakable pleasure.  It was a gentle, experimental thrust to gauge his limits.  He took it well. I pulled my cock out until only the head was inside.

 

I thrust back, hard.  This elicited a loud yelp from Graham but I scarcely heard him.  I tore my dick loose and rammed it home again.  When I fuck, I fuck to cum (obviously), and what makes me come was stabbing at an asshole like a fuckin' maniac until I'm ready to spill my gift into those lucky guts.  Graham's yelp had turn into one long moan that lilted with every thrust of my hips.  The boy was a natural whore.  I looked around the room as I fucked, and saw a picture on a shelf of Graham, wearing a graduation cap and gown, standing between two men.  The man beaming on Graham's left was his father, Bill.  To the right was a broadly smiling, sandy-haired stranger.

 

"Your Dad's pretty fuckin' hot, isn't he?"

 

Graham said nothing, just kept moaning.

 

"Did you wonder what his hole tasted like when you were eating mine?"

 

He looked up now, confused.

 

"That your teacher in the picture with you?  Bet you wanted his load too, you fuckin' slut."

 

"That's...aaah!  That's my Dad's ex-boyfriend."

 

My cock went wild at the words.  I lowered myself until my face was an inch from his.  I was covered in sweat from breaking in the virgin hole.

 

"Your Dad likes cock?  Is that what you're telling me?"

 

He nodded, barely able to concentrate on my words.

 

"You think he'd like mine?"

 

Graham squirmed. "I...don't...."

 

"Forget it. Final question: I'm HIV positive and I'm about to cum.  You want us to stop fucking?"

 

He made a weird high sound but shook his head "Don't stop", he breathed, adding "Don't fucking stop."

 

"Your call, kid," I commented with the grin of a shark.

 

With a roar I punched my cock into him as hard as I could time after time until I felt my balls draw up  and my hot cum fly out and burn a poisonous trail up into his innards. He whimpered as he reached down to pound his own load out.  I made sure to keep my dick inside him. I wanted that poz load to stay inside for as long as I could.  When I got soft I'd use the plug to keep it where it belonged.

 

"Pretty good for your first time, kid." I said, still deep inside his ass.  

 

Graham was a sweating mess, and the lazy smile he threw me froze on his face as his mind registered what he allowed me to do to him.  I inserted the butt plug into him and led him into the living room area.  He fucked off to make me food, wordlessly and obviously in shock after what had happened.  While I waited for dinner, my eyes wandered to a photo on a bookshelf, this time one with only two people.  Bill and Graham smiling at the fountain in Rome.

 

"Graham!" I called. 

 

"Uh, y-yes" he answered from the kitchen.

 

"Your Dad like to take it up his hole?"

 

"I don't...uh...."

 

"Never mind, just get my fuckin' food.  I'll find out for myself."

 

I said the last part low, and decided to have a load ready for when Daddy got back.  If I had my way (and I usually did) Dr. Bill would have an ass full of my virus before I left this place.  He and his son would have a whole lot more in common, and with my help, he'd find a new fuck-buddy a lot closer to home than he could know.

[Bttm2go]

Damn. Love this story. I hope there is another part. Perhaps a threesome?

[NinjaLoad]

Thanks, Bttm! Yeah, I'll be adding a part 2. Can't let the chance for dad/son domination slip me by

[MackyJay]

Sounds like a lot of hot fun to me.

[whorepig]

Can't wait for part 2, got me hooked

[1981virginia]

Fuuuuuuck. This is super sexy. Thanks for writing. 

[Hellboy]

Fucken hot dude....

[averageslut48]

Can´t wait for part 2. part 1 made me rock hard.

[raw_n_toxic]

Little did he know it's about to cum full circle now that he made a "new" friend for his son. Hot keep at it.

[str8mature5]

All in the family! Awesome story!

[negchaserlooking]

Damn - last visit 2016. Doesn't look like we get to see if Dad takes Don's gift as well.

[BBArchangel]

Two-load story! super hot!

[Fillitup57]

fucking hot story

[Ben1]

Great story so far

[freshxtop5]

I would love a part 2 to this!