Homeless Bodyguard

A homeless man was sitting in front of the rented house where I live. I was returning from a job I had only been at for a couple of months and I was still an intern.

My name is Sawyer and I am twenty-three years old. I am slender, but with strong muscles. Short cropped black hair that is elegantly fitted to fit my nurse’s outfit.

How can I rent a two-story house. Thanks to my parents. I have green eyes the color of a summer forest.

I'm gay and I don't hide it from anyone.

I felt sorry for the man so I decided to invite him in to eat something and take a shower.

Beneath all that dirt on his face and the beard that obviously protects him from the cold winter along with his torn and dirty coat and blanket I couldn’t determine what he looked like.

I stand in front of him and he started to get up obviously thinking that I was going to chase him away. I put my hand on his shoulder, he looks up at me.

He has beautiful eyes, the color of a clear blue sky. He was shivering from the cold, no wonder, he only had socks on, and it was under zero outside for sure.

"Come with me, eat something and warm up." I smile, taking the keys out of my pocket and climb onto the porch. I felt the homeless man following me

He smelled like a pig, but I can't complain, who knows when he last saw hot water. I entered the house and he followed me inside.

The hallway was a soft cream color with a mirror and cabinet and a coat hanger. I took off my coat and cleaned my shoes. I looked in the mirror and saw behind me a homeless man looking in the mirror. His face was black with dirt, as were his hands. Pants worn and dirty with holes everywhere.

"Come, shower in warm water first clean yourself..." I didn't know his name. But he figured out what I was trying to do, and he said.

"Jim."

"Okay Jim, I'm Sawyer and while you're taking a bath I'm going to prepare something to eat and find you some better clothes if i can?" He looked at me blankly. Well, next to all that dirt, you couldn't even make out his facial expressions. I led him to the bathroom in the bedroom and set him up with water. After that I left him alone and went to make dinner.

After twenty minutes Jim walked into the kitchen with my towel around his waist. My breath caught in my throat. Jim was handsome. Too handsome to be homeless. He was in his late thirties. He had a light dirty blond beard and hair, which I used to think were black. Beautiful eyes, and a muscular hairy body. I looked up and our eyes met. I could see in his eyes that he was smiling.

"Thank you." His voice was rich and manly at that moment I decided something. Especially since my dick got hard.

"You're welcome, sit down and eat." He sat across from me and we ate in peace. When we finished, I grabbed his plate and coughed.

"Listen, I've been here for a couple of months and I've been robbed a couple of times and things like that. If you want, I can fix you guest room, so you can live with me, protection would come in handy because I'm not used to being home alone." I said it all in one breath and then realized Jim was watching me with tears in his eyes.

"You would really trust a homeless man."

"Yes." I said without hesitation. "Especially if you don't mind me being gay and thinking you're hot, no worries I'm not a predator. You're straight and I know better than mess with straight guys."

" I do not mind." He said.

"I'm going to tidy up your room and find you something to wear, though I doubt anything I have will suit you." I mean he was a big man.

Before I could get out of the kitchen Jim pushed me against the wall and leaned close to me so I could feel his hard muscles through my shirt. I felt his stinky breath on my earlobe which he tickled gently with his chin.

"I'm not gay, but you've shown me more tenderness and care than anyone and I want to try to learn to love you." I shivered under his strong grip from excitement.

"You know where the bedroom is, you came out of it." He stepped away from me and lifted me into his arms so that I wrapped my arms around his neck. We looked into each others eyes.

"You're going to have to help me get it up." He said it gently, and I just smiled mischievously.

"Do not worry." He took me to my bedroom and gently laid me on the bed. I squatted in doggy style and approached the edge of the bed and removed the towel from him and revealed a big soft dick.

I licked my lips and looked up at him. Jim looked at me with an embarrassment that I would definitely remove.

I grabbed his soft dick in my fist and started pulling it up, then I put my lips on top of the uncut dick and swallowed it whole. Jim sighed as I sucked on his tool which was getting bigger and harder in my mouth with every second I sucked on it. I licked with my tongue every inch until I had to get my breath.

I stepped back, looked up, and smiled. Jim returned his uncertain smile.

I stuck out my tongue and licked the top of his cock head, which made Jim shudder. Then I turned on my back and reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out Lube and a condom. I smeared my fingers with Lube and pushed the first one into my hole. I looked up and saw Jim watching with interest as I fucked my hole with my finger. Then I pushed in my other finger and found for my prostate.

"Jerk off that monster honey." He reached for his dick with his fist and started working his dick. I watched it with lust because it was about eight inches of magnificent sight.

"How am I going to fit into that." Jim asked anxiously. I looked up and saw a little disgust that I had ignored.

"Don't worry Jim dear. You'll get in." Tears welled up in his eyes.

"No one has ever called me dear before. It's generally trash, stinker and something like that."

"You may be a stinker, but you're my stinker. In this little time, I've started to fall in love, just with those few touches and sincere words." I said, and Jim tried to mask the disgust that was on his face because of what we were going to do. I pushed my third finger in and moaned with pleasure.

"Are you really in love?"

"Yes Jim." I removed my fingers from his anus and handed him a condom and Lube. He pulled on a condom and smeared it with Lube and then spread my legs harder. He put pillow under my butt and pulled me to the edge of the bed.

"Be gentle." I said softly and he put his cock at the entrence of my anus with one hand and slowly started pushing it into me.

I shivered with excitement. It hurt a little, but I relaxed my anus muscles and he went inside me all the way, his balls touching my buttocks. I raised my arms and pulled him towards me and gently touched every inch of his chest and abdomen.

Then I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled his head towards me. Our foreheads joined. We looked each other straight in the eyes. I saw admiration, pleasure, indecision, and disgust in his eyes mixed in one.

"I'll kiss you." I said and he narrowed his eyes with a sour face and anticipation. I kissed his neck first, then bit his earlobe, and pressed my lips to his messy beard and joined my lips to his.

His lips were rough and chapped from the winter. I asked for access to his mouth with my tongue. He resisted a little, but after a while he opened his mouth and I took in a bad breath, but it was Jim.

There was a taste of rotten eggs, and masculinity, tobacco, coffee, onion, alcohol, and Jim. I gently explored his mouth and tried to drive some flavors out of my mind, after a few moments Jim returned the kiss and slowly began to move inside me. Pulling his dick out of me and pushing it back into me.

After a few moments we were forced to reach for the air and separated and I stared into his eyes, he had tears in them.

"I thought I would be disgusted, and I maybe was at first, but you are gentle and sensible and I will love you I swear for the rest of my life."

"Make love to me." I managed to speak out from the emotions that were building up in me.

Jim bent his knees and started thrusting his dick into me as I caresed his body and explored him. His dick found my prostate and I screamed with pleasure.

"There! Yes! Don't stop!" Jim didn’t lose the rhythm he set and in the air I could smell the sweat and hear his skin colliding with my skin as he rammed his dick into my ass.

His hips and balls collided with my buttocks.

"Stronger! James!" Jim roared and started thrusting his dick into me like a wild beast. His drops of sweat dripped down on me.

"You're so tight Sawyer, you are and you called me by my given name!"

"Yes James fuck me!" Jim roared again and thrust his tool harder and harder into me.

"How big you are. How good you are! Don't stop, love!"

"I won't last much more!" Then I hugged him and dug my fingernails into his back, and he roared in pain and excitement rewarding me with an even fiercer rhythm that made me cum in seconds, spraying cum all over myself and Jim.

With the climax I squized my walls around his dick which made him to slow down and with pleasure he trust a few more times intensely into me and climaxed in the condom. He collapsed at me and whispered.

"I admire you, but when you said my given name I realized I didn't care that you were a man. I want to love you. Be mine."

"Yes. I will be yours dear James."

He pulled his half-hard dick out of me and took off the condom and threw it on the floor by the bed.

We crawled under the covers and I lay on my side so he was lying behind me and his dick between my buttocks.

Soon we both fell asleep with thoughts of a future together.

THE END