Streets to Sheets E3 | I couldn't stop thinking about the homeless guy's dick

Everyone is over the age of 18

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After some pizza, Carter looked visibly exhausted. I can understand; a hot shower, a full meal and a blowjob? Those are probably 3 things that he hadn’t had in a long time, let alone all together. I was still wide awake, horny from blowing him and just overall excited to get to know him more. However, his tough bad-boy exterior seemed to melt away as soon as the food hit his stomach, and his eyes started to droop during our conversation. I showed him my brother’s old room and let him sleep. 

Beep beep…beep beep….

I turned off my alarm and sat up. I heard Carter outside the bedroom moving around, and my mind once again flashed to him possibly stealing things in the house. I hate that my mind is going there, and I think it says more about me than it does about him. 

Regardless, I get up shortly after and put on some clothes before heading out to the living room. Carter was sitting on the couch putting on his socks. 

“Mornin’. These clothes smell so good.” He puts his nose inside the neck of his shirt. “I owe you a big one, big man.” He stands up, looking more bright-eyed than I’ve ever seen him. With clean hair and clean clothes, he looks like one of the interns that could be at my office.

“You’re up so early. Did you want some breakfast?” I stretch my neck. 

“Best sleep ever. No, I think I’m going to get out of your hair,” Carter says.

“Oh,” I say. But you can stay... Not that I really feel comfortable with promising him that he can stay while I’m at work. “If you wait, I’ll drive you back to your…” home? Hang out place?

“Nah, the sun is shining and I’ve got all day.” Carter’s eyes do that twinkling thing again. “I’ll be at the usual place when you get your sub. It’s BLT Thursday.” 

I have to say I felt a bit sad watching him leave. I don’t think I can call us friends, but he seems like a sweet guy that is truly just down on his luck. I really hope that last night was a good experience for him.

I mean, if he wanted to redo it and let me appreciate him another time, I wouldn’t mind. I don’t even think that I’m that talented with my mouth. It’s more likely that it had just been so long since he’s been serviced like that that his body needed to eject that load quickly. 

And maybe next time, he won’t shower beforehand… 

Fuck, I’m late. I ignore my morning wood and put some coffee on. The rest of the morning was routine, and the minutes dragged on until it was lunch time. I was so excited to see Carter again that I almost had a trot to my step as I made my way to my store. Just like he said, Carter was there in his usual spot. 

“Hey Wilson.” He smiled at me. His jet-black hair was fluffy from his shower last night. “Long time no see.” I smiled back at him. I got two sandwiches at the store and gave one to him, and I sat beside him as we ate it together. We didn’t talk about last night, but he pointed out his friends in the neighbourhood and told me some crazy stories about what happens at night. Besides being cute, Carter was a charismatic storyteller. 

“You know, you’re welcome to stay again tonight,” I say before adding, “if you want.” I paused after, wondering what he might be thinking. He probably does think I’m some kind of pervert. I added again, “No pressure, about anything.” 

“Is room service included this time?” Carter jokes, and we laughed as we finished the rest of our subs. “I’m not going to say no. Just don’t chop me into pieces or nuthin’.” 

That gave me a boost for the rest of the afternoon and I zoomed through the rest of my work. Taking off about half an hour early, I picked him up from his spot and drove straight home. Carter knew what was up too, because he started to take off his shirt as soon as the door closed. 

I didn’t deny my urges this time. I kissed his chest as he pulled his shirt off, holding his waist while I sniffed his armpit. He smells like he’s been outside all day, but fresh enough from his shower last night. Carter just stood there, letting me appreciate every inch of his upper body. I worked quickly, getting on my knees and undoing his pants in the process. 

“Oh fuck…” I groan and bury my nose in his overgrown pubes. I kissed his soft dick and rubbed my nose in the coarse forest of hair. 

“Not so shy today, big man.” Carter puts his hands behind his back as his hardening dick pushed against my chin. I purposefully avoided using my hands until his cock rose up above my nose, then I licked the underside of it down to his balls. “Oh…What do you want?”

“I want to eat your ass,” I sniff his sweaty balls, letting the horny feeling overpower me. 

“Do you want me to shower first?”

“No,” I growled and turned him around. He leaned forward onto the wall and I shoved my face in his crack. 

Oh

FUCK!

“Oh god…you smell so…good..” I lashed my tongue out to swipe his crack. He shuddered at the feeling, and then he moaned rather loudly. “Your hole… is …so ….oh fuck…” I mumbled as I tasted his musky ring. 

“Oh shit!” Carter moaned. 

I reached around and grabbed his stiff cock, stroking him while eating his hole out. He’s such a beautiful boy, and he deserves to be serviced like this. This hole deserves to be cleaned just like this every day.

“Oh god…”

“You gonna cum?” I ask in his crack, lapping at his pulsating hole while waiting for his response. 

“No, it just feels good.” His hand takes over his cock, stroking fast enough that his ass vibrated against my nose. I use my free hands to spread his cheeks, getting my tongue further in. “Oh shit! Do you want me to cum?”

“I want to make you cum,” I replied between kisses on his hole. I put my hand back on his cock and tried to stroke to the rhythm I think he was going at. 

“Wait, like this.” His hand grabs my wrist and slows me down. “It hurts when you go past the tip.” Carter shows me the way he likes it instead. I felt the difference in the way his cock stiffened up further when I understood what he likes. 

“Mm…Mmm….mmm…” His moans got louder. 

“Fuck yeahh… cum for me baby… your hole is so hot…” I breathed heavily in his sweaty crevice, making it wetter than it already was. 

“I’m close… I’m gonna nut…I’m going to fucking nut! Oh…OH…OHHH!!!” 

Pulse

I flattened my tongue against his hole.

Pulse

“Oh fuck…” I felt his hole tighten up for the next bit. 

Pulse

Pulse

Pulse

“OH GOD!” Carter moaned loudly. The throbbing in his hole sped up. He gripped my wrist, warning me to stop going past the head as he went into his climax. “OH! OH!! OH!!! Keep going! MMmmm..” I licked his tasty hole throughout all his whimpering, moving my fist in little jerks until the pulsing in his body subsided. 

“Fuck, that is so hot.” I murmured in his crevice, wet from my tongue and his sweat. 

“I’m glad…you think so…” Carter pants. “What do you want now?”

There’s so much I want. My throbbing hard-on would do so much if there were no limits. He flinched as I stroked his cock, and his hole tightened on my lips. 

What are the limits?