The chav gang all had ASBOs (Anti-Social Behavior Orders) which restricted them from certain areas at certain times. Many were tagged so the authorities could keep a check on where they were at any time. This clearly didn't work, so the gang were directed into Community Service. They would have to help elderly citizens in their community, which was a vast council estate in Southeast London.
They started off doing light housework, fetching the old people meals, making them cups of tea/coffee or taking them out for short walks, some in wheelchairs. These home visits were supervised at first, but as they struck up a relationship with the old people they were allowed to visit on their own.
The gang were streetwise, and immediately sussed out which of the male pensioners were gay. They realized very quickly that having well-fit chavs and scallies visiting them, wearing their baseball caps, trackies, bling and sexy after-shave was turning these old queens on. So they decided to capitalize on this and have some fun at the same time.
Gary was a typical scally - 18 years old, blond with a smooth, fit body and wearing plenty of bling. He was visiting an old guy in his mid-60s who was obviously a poofter. Whenever Gary got near him, the old guy got excited and had a visible erection. Gary started putting on extra aftershave, and tried a new variety bought in a gay bookshop. The aftershave was called 'Scallyboy Orgasm'. It actually smelt of cum, and it certainly did the trick.
Gary visited the old boy, Alf, wearing a tight Adidas t-shirt which revealed his bare midriff. It also had a low, revealing neckline showing off his bling chains and neck tattooes. He deliberately leant close to Alf as he handed him his cup of tea, and the old boy nearly fainted at the intimacy and the strong smell of Scally cum from the aftershave.
'What's up, pops?' asked Gary. 'Is my "Scally Orgasm" smell and well-fit bod making you feel weak? How would ya like to suck on me big chav cock and get a load of fit scally spunk in yer gob?'
'W... What did you say?' said Alf, spilling his tea.
'You 'eard me pops. 'Ere, 'ave a whiff of me "Scally Orgasm" - like well-fit cum innit? Go on, lick me neck round me gold bling, get a good smell and taste of me well-fit spunk-scented bod,' said Gary as he leaned over the old man, and smothered his face with his upper torso. Alf was unable to resist, dropping his cup of tea in his lap he stuck out his tongue and licked Gary's gorgeous, tatooed neck.
As his tongue came into contact with the scented young Scally skin, Alf felt an electric thrill go thru him. His cock shot upright in his pants, without the help of any Viagra. He smelt and tasted cum, and could not resist licking and then biting Gary's sexy neck.
Gary let him do this, and at the same time reached down and groped Alf's erection thru his pants, wet with the spilt tea.
'Oo's a dirty old cunt, then?' said Gary. 'A fuckin' 66 year old after an 18 year old Scally - I'm young enough to be your grandson. Fuckin' disgustin' innit? And you've pissed in yer pants ain't ya?'
'No, no - I spilt my tea,' said Alf. 'I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to bite you, it's the smell of your aftershave, it just overcame me.'
'Yeah, I know, but we wear it to turn birds on, not fuckin' dirty old men! Now you've got a fuckin' big erection ain't ya?' said Gary, still fondling the old boy's cock thru his trousers. For his age, the old man was quite well-preserved, a full head of hair and the remnants of a once well-fit bod and face still recognizable.
'Oh, I'm sorry, but you're stimulating me doing that,' said Alf, indicating Gary's hand playing with Alf's cock.
'Yeah, well if you want me to wank yer off, or shoot me well-fit spunk into yer mouth yer gonna 'ave ta pay me,' said Gary, stopping playing with the old man's erection, and letting down his trackie bottoms to reveal a bulging jockstrap underneath. 'Like wotcha see, wrinkly? Wanna get yer toothless gob round this bitta well-fit Scally meat and drain it dry of me wank juice? Well gimme two 'undred quid and you can suck me off.'
The old man didn't need telling twice. He jumped up from his chair, went into his bedroom, and came back minutes later waving a wad of notes.
'I knew you old geezers were fuckin' loaded, 'ow much you got 'ere bruv?' said Gary, snatching the wad of notes and counting them. 'Blimey, there's 250 smackers 'ere. That's like a 50 quid tip innit?'
'Yes exactly, if you wank me off after you cum in my mouth,' said Alf.
'I'll do more than that 'cos you paid me so well,' said Gary. 'I fink you wanna bit of fuckin' Scally filth, innit?'
With that Gary pulled down his jockstrap, and out sprung his smooth, circumcised cock, 9 inches long and oozing pre-cum which splattered all over Alf's cum-greedy face, coating his lips.
'Lick me fuckin' pre-cum off yer lips, it tastes fuckin' wicked don't it?' said Gary, as Alf licked his lips. 'Fuckin' sweet innit? Wait till you taste me spunk!'
With that, Gary shoved his nine inches straight into Alf's mouth, making him gag.
'That's right, fuckin' choke on me knob, wanker!' said Gary, as he pumped his cock in and out of the old boy's mouth, fucking his face. 'Open wide, right dahn yer fuckin' froat! Give me a good blow-job - feels good 'cos you got no fuckin' teeth innit? Better than me bird does it mate!'
Alf took the monster cock right down his throat, but as Gary neared his climax and his cock stiffened and started to tremble, the Scally boy pulled his cock back and started wanking right in Alf's face.
'Open wide and stick yer tongue out, I'm gonna shoot my thick, sweet Scally load right in yer mouth and on yer tongue,' said Gary. 'I want you to get the full flavor of me wank!'
Alf stuck his tongue out and licked the tip of Gary's trembling cockhead, half closing his lips round it.
'Oh fuck! I'm cummin'.... I'm fuckin' cummin' pints of Scally cum into yer mouth!' screamed Gary as he jerked himself to climax. Jets of hot, thick spunk spurted out of his fit Scally cock into Alf's mouth, coating his tongue, covering his lips and spurting over his face. The old boy had a mouth overflowing with Gary's sperm, and it was all over Alf's face.
'Oh my God, your orgasm tastes delicious!' said Alf indistinctly thru a mouthful of Gary's spunk. 'It's so sweet!'
'I told yer it would be - all the poofs and birds are after it!' said Gary, looking down at Alf's cum-covered face.
The sight was so obscene, Gary pulled out his cellphone and took several pictures of Alf with his face covered in Scally sperm, and his mouth overflowing with Gary's spunky orgasm. Not satisfied with this, Gary ordered Alf to open his mouth wide and close it round Gary's cock.
'I need a fuckin' piss, and your mouth is gonna be my fuckin' toilet,' said Gary as Alf took the cock in his mouth. '''Ere's yer bonus for that extra fifty quid, my steamin' hot Scally urine. Thirsty? Well start drinkin' my piss!' Gary sighed and started pissing into Alf's mouth. 'Ah such a relief, I ain't pissed since last nite so it's good and strong.,' sighed Gary as he emptied his bladder down the old man's throat. 'Keep swallowing, there's loads more yet. It'll wash all me fuckin' spunk dahn yer froat!'
Alf struggled at first to swallow the foul-tasting piss, but soon he got used to it. The piss had a strong stench and flavor, but Alf soon got used to it, and swallowed it down like a man thirsting in the desert who'd just found a water-hole. ''Ow d'ya like the taste of me piss, pops?' sneered Gary.
Alf swallowed the contents of Gary's full bladder, then said: 'Your piss tasted great! I was so thirsty, thank you very much. Well worth fifty pounds!'
True to his word Gary then unzipped Alf's fly, spat in his hand and jerked him off as Alf again licked Gary's scented neck. The warmth of Gary's flesh, the smoothness of the skin, the smell and taste of his aftershave, the after-taste of Gary's cum and piss and Gary's had wet with spit and Gary's spunk massaging his cock soon made Alf cum.
Alf reached an intense climax, and Gary promised to come back the next week with the whole gang if Alf got 1,000 pounds ready.
'There's six of us, and we'll all spunk in yer mouth, and piss in it as well. So you'll get one load of Scally spunk'n'piss free, innit? That's our bargain of the week, pay for 5 and get 6.'
Alf drew the maximum daily 250 pounds out of his savings account over four days, and put it aside for when Gary's Scally gang visited a week later. He wanked over the prospect for the next week. What would the chavs look like, what would they smell like, what would they taste like? Would their spunk and piss all have different flavors?
If this was Community Service, Alf liked it. It wasn't exactly charity for old queens from teenagers/early twenties lads as they charged for their services, and they didn't come cheap, but it was worth it. He was so lucky to have got plenty of money from savings, from selling his father's house when he died, and also a generous pension. he could afford a Scally once a week, and a session with the whole gang every two or three months for the rest of his life.
Meanwhile, he couldn't wait for next Tuesday when six well-fit young Scally boys would service him.
(Part 2 to follow)