Trash Day

By Buddy A.

Published on Feb 21, 2001

Gay

TRASH DAY

It all started after I moved from the city about 3 months ago into a small rent house at the end of a country road. I did have one luxury, twice weekly trash pickup, provided by a independent company. Trash days were Tuesday and Friday and my house was one of the last stops they made, usually between 5:30 and 6 o'clock. This rural company still came up to the house and got the trash from a designated area. Mine was near the back of the house, beside the deck.

I was usually at home when they came to pick up the trash and had noticed it was always either a young dirty blond kid or a older man with black hair. The best word I can think of to describe him was "scrappy". By the time he got to my house there wasn't a dry thread on him. He wasn't a very big guy, maybe 5'7" and 140lbs. I kept on trying to figure out what he had in his pants, and I knew he had seen me watching him. It all went down one Friday night. I was home waiting on the deck when he got there. This time, before he picked up the garbage bags, he rubbed on his dick. I responded with a smile, and that is when he said that he knew what I wanted and he had some fantasies too. He told me he would come back when he got off but he wanted me to let him treat me like shit. He also told me if I was looking for a guy with a big dick, it wasn't him. I agreed and he grabbed my trash and said he would be back in about 30 minutes.

I had walked to the front of the house when he pulled in the driveway in a old Chevy pickup with plenty of dents and a bed full of beer cans. Before he got out of the truck, he took a bottle of whiskey and took a big slug. Bringing the bottle with him we walked toward the back of the house. Then he said "you like dick?" "Get down there and get you some of it". "Knag on those mother fucking dirty jeans and make it get hard". With that, he took another drink of whiskey, then spit something on the ground beside him. I worked hard chewing and sucking on his jeans and found a hard dick, I reached out and unsnapped his jeans to let it out. What I found was about 5" of uncut dick not much bigger around than a quarter, but hard as steel. When I took it in my mouth and started to suck, this dude got real excited. He grabbed me by the back of the head , slowly fucked my mouth and moaned. "Oh, shit, I forgot how good it feels!" I must have sucked on him another 10 minutes with his total enjoyment.

Without warning, he pulled out and said "remember, I get to treat you like shit"! I agreed and asked him what he wanted me to do. He told me to take off all of my clothes and lay down on top of them on the ground. I did, and there he stood above me. He was holding his dick in his hands and I didn't know what to expect next. I sure did not expect what I got. A big lot of tobacco spit hit me in the face. I tried to wipe it off but he told me NO! He would wash it off for me. With that I got hit in the face with a hot stream of piss. He did wipe the tobacco spit off alright, but filled my nose and eyes with piss. Then he told me to open my mouth and he filled it too. He made sure I was wet from head to my dick before he quit.

Next he told me to stand up because now I smelled as bad as he did. I got up and he told me to undress him using only my mouth and my teeth. I started with his shirt. It took a while but I finally got it off. Then he told me to take his lace up boots off. They were gross. He had been walking in the dump ground in them. The shoelaces I think had mud on them (he told me it was dog shit) and by the time I got them untied, most of it was on my face. Next he let me work on his jeans. With the fly unbuttoned, that was not too bad, just pulling them down over his legs with my teeth. Then came the underwear. White Jockey briefs, (mostly yellow now). I did O.K. until I got to the back. He had a wedgie up his crack (and tried to hold it there). I worked a while and finally got them down (in between farts). Last was his socks. I think they used to be white, but now they were full of holes and mostly black. That's when he told me I had just become a "Dog". He wanted me to grab them by the toes and pull them off (which I did).

Then he told me he wanted a "bath" from toe to head. with my tongue. I had never done anything like this before. I started with his feet and toes, licking between each one, gross! Then I moved up his legs and got to his dick and balls. Then he turned around for me to clean his ass hole. That definitely was not clean and he required several minutes of licking (between his farts). From there I went to the belly button and nipples (which we both enjoyed)! Then to the neck, ears and face. I though the worst was over until he told me to suck on his nose and he blew out some snot. What else could be worse! Then he told me I had not cleaned out his mouth. Oh Fuck! I had forgotten the tobacco!. He said he was through with it and spit it into my mouth, which I quickly spit out (nasty)!

After his "bath" he told me he felt better and he sat down on the deck and took another drink of whiskey. He told me to "suck that fucking dick" and I went down. He told me I was still a dog and to stay on my all 4's. I sucked only about 5 more minutes. He was drunk and much rougher than before. He had my head in his had and he pushed it down on his dick and let out loads of cum. I had finally gotten my reward! He told me to stay where I was (on my all 4's) and after a couple of minutes he told me he wanted to wash his cum down. I started toward his dick as he unloaded another powerful stream of hot piss. I drank all I could and sat there as I was told. After a few minutes, he told me he had to go home and I got up. Then he surprised the hell out of me. He told me he was married and the blond headed kid was his step son. The big surprise was when he told me he wanted to come back and bring the kid because he would really like it. Then he told me, 2 things to remember! One, I am not his real Dad. Two, he does have a big dick, and he has been the dog for a while. I told him to be there the next Friday night. He told me they would be there about the same time and for me to be naked, on my all 4's, wearing a collar with a chain leash, tied to a tree. I am also to have a empty dog bowl. Thank they are going to bring me something to eat or drink?

Writing this memory was a lot of fun. Hearing back form those that read it is more fun. E-mail me.

icq4fun2@hotmail.com

Next: Chapter 2


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