Gay Male / 22
Paying The Rent
I house sat a house on a quiet cull de sac owned by one of my grandmother's friends who had moved to a nursing home. The house and furnishings were grandmother style, ruffles everywhere. After a couple of days the man next door rang the bell offering to help if I needed it. He gave me his number. I thanked him and closed the door.
Several weeks later I was getting ready to leave for work and my car battery was dead. Somewhat uncomfortable I went next door and asked my neighbor if he could jump start me. He walked over, looked at my car and told me to take his truck, my car was on life support, dead really. When I got home after work he told me that getting my car running was going to cost a thousand dollars, alternator, battery, labor, and I had a short somewhere. Ditch the car and get a new headache.
He knew I couldn't pay, and without a car I couldn't work. Tough luck kid, life lesson kid, time to suck cock kid. I won't say that sucking him was disgusting, it was vomit producing disgusting. Clean up kid, get back on your knees kid, get back to sucking kid. Get me off kid, earn your keep kid. He loaned me his pickup, he sold my car as is for 750 bucks. he found an old low mileage Dodge Stratus that was used by the wife of an old man in the neighborhood for the 750. Not something I wanted, but he assured me the battery wasn't dead.
He kept me on my knees, learning to like it, until I went over on my own. When the family of my grandmother's friend put the house up for sale the house sold quickly, putting me back on the street looking for a cheap place to live. I had to decide, stay with the man next door paying rent on my knees, or pray I could find a room for what I could afford.
Several weeks later I was getting ready to leave for work and my car battery was dead. Somewhat uncomfortable I went next door and asked my neighbor if he could jump start me. He walked over, looked at my car and told me to take his truck, my car was on life support, dead really. When I got home after work he told me that getting my car running was going to cost a thousand dollars, alternator, battery, labor, and I had a short somewhere. Ditch the car and get a new headache.
He knew I couldn't pay, and without a car I couldn't work. Tough luck kid, life lesson kid, time to suck cock kid. I won't say that sucking him was disgusting, it was vomit producing disgusting. Clean up kid, get back on your knees kid, get back to sucking kid. Get me off kid, earn your keep kid. He loaned me his pickup, he sold my car as is for 750 bucks. he found an old low mileage Dodge Stratus that was used by the wife of an old man in the neighborhood for the 750. Not something I wanted, but he assured me the battery wasn't dead.
He kept me on my knees, learning to like it, until I went over on my own. When the family of my grandmother's friend put the house up for sale the house sold quickly, putting me back on the street looking for a cheap place to live. I had to decide, stay with the man next door paying rent on my knees, or pray I could find a room for what I could afford.
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