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A young guy tries his hand at social work and he doesn’t even know that helping elderly people could be such a rewarding job…

It was summer, I was on vacation and decided to earn some money. Social work – that was my choice. I sent my application and got down to work in three days. I didn’t actually care about the money, the most important thing about the work was that I could communicate with different people and help them.

I was in charge of three people at first. There was Mrs. Forest, an elderly lady of 68, there was Mr. Phill Sormell, a 38 year old guy, and there was Old Frank, a 78 year old man. He asked me to call him “Old Frank” instead of Mr. Frank Roswell. In my opinion, he was the only one of the three who I could talk to and learn something new from. I liked talking to him, actually. But… sometimes he “fell asleep”, meaning he sort of lost the sense of reality and was floating in his own dreams or whatever they were, he could stop talking for a couple of minutes staring at some invisible spot in the distance, and then he “work up” and continued the conversation. Anyway, that wasn’t the worst thing. Sometimes he got really mad. That was scary!

That day was a hectic one. First I had to go to Mrs. Forest to help her with some stuff, then I went to Mr. Sormell, he was anxious and excited about going to his parents. I had to help him calm down and pack his stuff. It was getting dark when I came to Old Frank. He was sitting on the chair staring at the wall, he was “sleeping”. I decided to wait for a while till he “woke up”. I felt thirsty and went to drink some water in the kitchen. All of a sudden I felt somebody standing behind me. I turned round. It was Old Frank. His eyes were glittering in a strange maniac like way, he was breathing heavy, his shirt was unbuttoned, the fly on his pants was unzipped. I thought I’d better call a doctor. Old Frank grinned and said loudly:

- “I wanna suck you”.

It was my turn to lose my mind. I knew some gays but I didn’t know an elderly man, Old Frank could be…

Meanwhile, Old Frank came up and hugged me. He was caressing my back, kissing my neck gently… Hm, it was nice… His left hand slipped in my pants and started stroking my cock. Man what are you doing? I can swear I’m not drawn to guys at all, but … that gentle touch made me hot. I was moaning silently. Old Frank pulled off my pants and set the dick free. He got on his knees and licked the dickhead carefully. Fuck! It was great! Ok, I was trying to imagine it was my girlfriend Holly… but unfortunately, it wasn’t her.

Old Frank was licking my dick then he sucked the cock in his throat. It was very hot inside his mouth. His tongue was very fast and tireless. I was trying to force myself not to moan, trying to imagine it wasn’t Old Frank sucking me off but some nice girl… But he was much better than all the girls that had ever given me head. I looked down at Old Frank and… the strongest orgasm changed my opinion about man’s caress.

Old Frank got up and cleaned his pants. Then he whispered:

- “Come again tomorrow I’ll show you something special”.

I was standing motionless. My pants were pulled down to my ankles. I was smiling foolishly. Seemed I was gonna love being social worker…

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3 Responses to “Social worker”

1. Anonymous Says:
   March 9th, 2008 at 7:13 am

   crazy

2. Anonymous Says:
   March 10th, 2008 at 7:12 pm

   mrs forest need help getting off too.

3. briar rabitt Says:
   March 11th, 2008 at 7:48 pm

   nice story …..would like to hear what the nexts days special was!!

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