Street Love & Adventures

Here's an experience I had when I was living on the streets last summer. I spent my nights wandering the city or sleeping at the men's shelter where I stored my clothes and belongings. I had monthly income so I enjoyed some luxuries such as a membership at a downtown hotel's fitness room which I used every morning. I also ate well and smoked crystal with other homeless users. Sometimes I would work out or go running in the afternoon. I did my best to keep a healthy appearance. Certainly nobody would think I live on the streets. I explored a lot in those days with my sexuality. Sometimes I'd ride the bus or train and rub my meat in the back at hours when there were fewer passengers. I'd travel by foot on the sidewalks, in alleys, in parks, and down by the river on hot sunny days with as much of body exposed to the light so my pale skin would tan. I had some people and places I would frequent on a regular basis for good times. I wasn't very depressed or hopeless considering my situation because I kept busy and focused on my health and wellbeing. My libido was over active and I sought out situations to relieve that tension often.       

One night I remember all too fondly. I had spent the previous night in the parks alone so I decided to check in to the men's shelter for a warm bed early around 7 when they opened their doors. I applied to a special program that offered a bed in a room with only 3 other men as opposed to 19 other men snoring and complaining. I was the only person in the room when I got in. It was on the second floor at the very end of the hall next to the restrooms. I had to stay in or around the building now that I was checked in. I unpacked my bag, slipped out of my dirty clothes, and sat on my bed naked for a short time writing in my journal. Here's what I wrote that evening:  

"Today I met Trevor for lunch and signed some papers to apply for housing. I ate a stacked foot long sub and two cookies. Afterwards I took the bus to a park I never went to before and went jogging through the trails. The weather was perfect to lay in the grass and soak up the sun. I napped under a tree for an hour or so then hit up the mall near the park. I bought some shades, a blank notebook, and new boxer shorts at the mall. Ended up getting kicked out of the mall because I used the sink in the restroom to shave my stubble. I guess that's not what those sinks are for. Cute security guard anyways. I'm, runing out of crystal so I figured I better sleep in the men's dorms tonight and so here I am. Nobody else in my room yet. I applied to the sobriety program for the good rooms. Hope whoever comes is good company. Tomorrow I'll get more crystal from Kyle. See if I can make him happy in a special way to get more again. Now remembering I didn't finish my shave at the mall. Don't know what else to write, so I'll go do that."

I went to shave and a Young looking man came in to shower. He was very good looking with clean hair and a tight looking body with sexy abs and some tattoos on his arms. I watched him strip down to nothing and turn the shower on. I went back to the room and saw a red cap and a black bag on the bed next to mine but nobody who might own them. I knew right away the guy in the shower must be my roommate for the night. I was excited to get to know him. I took a hit off my pipe and did some exercises in the room as I waited. While I was doing situps at the foot of my bed, a big black gentleman came around the corner with a heavy bag. He was extremely well built with muscular arms, a bulging chest, an amazing bubble ass, and strong legs. I greeted myself. His name is Mike. He put his stuff down and we had a light conversation. I asked him what his drug preference is since we were in a room for a sobriety program, He said crystal to which I said the same thing. I said I just had a blast. People use drugs in the shelter all the time so he asked for one. As we smoked, the cute guy from the showers with the tattoos came in with a towel wrapped around his waist. We all greeted eachother and his name was Daylin. We passed the pipe around and I felt the sexual tension going up. I played along with this by commenting on Mike's spectacular physique. 

It ultimately led to some action. Daylin unwrapped his towel and put on a pair of small cotton briefs that enhanced and lifted both his manhood and his checks. Mike said they were cute on him but he shouldn't be keeping them on all night. He said if it's just us in the room for the night, we'll have fun together. But there was still one bed uncalled for. We went ahead and gave in to our urges anyways. We were all sitting in our underwear smoking crystal and getting to know eachother more and I for one was really horny. So I turned down the pipe when it was passed to me, and turned my focus to my phone, opening my gallery which contained my personal naughty bits as well as a collection of adult movies. I said I wanted to take some pics of their hot bodies if they were okay with it and they were to my excitement. So we went forward with a photoshoot and photo exchange between the 3 of us. Mike and I exchanged numbers but Daylin didn't have a phone. He said he's down for whatever happens regardless. I was really drawn to him so I said I'd take care of him and get him a phone if he spends the next couple days with me. He seemed to really appreciate this offer.  

We all took turns posing and taking pics. Someone had the idea to take body comparison pics. Daylin and Mike went. Mike and I went. Then it was Daylin and I. We compared our bodies, flexing for Mike to take the pics. At a point, Daylin was in front of me facing away. I looked down at my bulge centimeters away from his cute beautiful bottom in those small briefs. I tugged at the briefs to see inside and my meat reacted fondly. So I wrapped my arms around Daylin and held him close to my body, smelling his neck which smelled of Sandalwood and Sage from the soap he washed with in the shower. Then I put my mouth on his neck and licked him.He moaned softly.Thus began a 3some I'll not soon forget.

Daylin and I kissed passionately and Mike came on the other side of Daylin to get his hands in the action. Nobody had come for the fourth bed, but we forgot about that and went on licking and touching intimately. Our underwear came off fast now and we were all hard. Daylin got on his knees and sucked MIke and I off back and forth. Mike and I kissed while we got serviced. Mike had a particularly huge dick and bubble ass. I went down to join Daylin and enjoyed sucking Mike with him. Then I got on his backside and pressed my face between his cheeks, and rimmed him. Mike lifted Daylin to his feet to turn him around and bend him over. I went to Daylin and slapped my cock on his face while Mike ate his hole. Daylin took my cock in his mouth and I fucked his face. We spitroasted him and exchanged sides part way through. Mike and I both put our loads inside Daylin's ass and I swallowed Daylin's load. Mike went toi bed in his corner of the room and I held Daylin in my arms on my bed, eyes closed and at peace. Part of me falling in love. He would become my daily companion as I lived on the streets and in shelters. He was such a lost boy and could not fend for himself in the city, so I took him under my wing, buying him a phone as I promised. Next morning we woke and Mike had left already. Daylin was still in my bed and I had to get to the gym. I told him about my routine and offered to take him with me.

Unfortunately Daylin had nothing but a few sets of clothes, toiletries, a nd a backpack to carry them. I was eager to help him get some things to fill his bag. I told him that morning if he sticks with me, I'd take care of him. All I wanted in return was his companionship and loyalty. He said he has nothing else so he would follow me anywhere as long as I would protect him. 

So protect him I did. And he became mine to look after. I put $40 in his pocket before we set out for the day and we smoked some crystal. Outside, as we walked in the morning rays downtown Saturday morning, I took his hand in mine and looked him in the eye, smiling. I said, "Don't be scared." as I could sense his fear of letting others see our hands locked together, "Anybody who wants to hurt you has to take me down first." I felt his hand squeeze mine and he smiled back at me, saying "Sounds good."

He was my lover, friend, and partner for a few months last year. We have since lost touch with eachother. We had great times when we were homeless on the streets together. But those are stories for another time. For now, I will leave this here.