It was 1975 and I had been a theme boy for five years. Though I was getting tired of it and considered the job beneath my condition as a now legal grownup at the ripe age of 18, I just couldn't find anything else. My natal day in fact had just been the workweek before and I was anxious to spread my wings a bit and do something I couldn't have done as a kid. The chance to do just that would issue forth sooner than I had ever expected.

Another report boy had just moved so they had to reshuffle dominion a bit and I was assigned a new arena. It was a descent neighborhood but as was usually the subject I wouldn't sports meeting anyone trough I was collecting and that day had come. The day was hot so I was just wearing a t shirt and a couple of relax fitting gym shorts I had virtually outgrown. They were curtly enough on me now they occasionally exposed a bit too lots but that was the last thing on my intellect as I went from house to house. They were the best I had for this kind of weather.

The people I had met so far had all seemed nice. This route was shorter than my last one so I knew I would have a couple of 60 minutes to kill before my parents got base from body of work. At one of the final stage theater on my route I walked up to the porch and skirt the campana. Nobody came, so I knocked again. Still no response so I turned and started down the tone when I heard a deep male representative say,"Can I help you ?"I turned to see a guy on the early position of the silver screen door and climbed back up the porch stone's throw to see him."Collecting for the paper."I stated in a well-disposed but business-like tone."Sure, make out on in."he said opening the concealment for me. On entering I got my first clear view of him. He was a good 10 in taller than me, late XX to early thirties, had somewhat slender build but not nearly as smooth and scrawny as I was and dressed in loose very dead shorts like mine but minus the shirt and horseshoe."Sit down and realize yourself comfy, I need to find my wallet."He said politely as he left the room and went down a narrow hallway. I did as he said and sat down on the put noting it was still warm. Then the cartridge holder on the coffee table in battlefront of me caught my attention. These were definitely not the variety of magazines I was used to seeing at home like wagerer habitation and Gardens, Reader's compilation, or the several women's publications my mom subscribed to. These had naked men on the cover version ! There was really nothing to do as I waited and curiosity was overwhelming me. I picked up the top one, flipped it loose, and stared in electric shock and skepticism at what met my oculus. The picture showed a guy a couple years older than me naked and on all four-spot with another, guy with his penis shoved halfway into his tail ! Below it was a close-up of the incursion ! I thumbed through the pages quickly and saw flick of guys fucking with a guy above lowering his butt onto a shaft, guys doing it in a smooch position, a guy on his belly with a cock easing between his buttocks, and the one that most intrigue me, a guy on his spinal column with his peg over the other guy's shoulders with his rooster buried almost to the hilt in him.

The reason I was so aghast at this material was that I was from a very sheltered religiously conservative surround. All I was taught about sex was that it was when a man puts his phallus in a cleaning woman's hole called a vagina for the purpose of making infant. And this I was told was strictly for married men and woman. Not only had I never had sex I had never even seen anything but some vague, unrealistic diagrams of the various role. This was the first time the construct of a penis penetrating a rectum ever entered my head ! Had there been anything haywire with this, surely they would have got told me !

"Like what you see there ?"his voice asked as I was suddenly jolted from these mentation to see he was now seated across from me with one leg crossed over the genu of the former as he wrote out a check.. This position combined with his loose fitting shortstop allowed me to see up one puff leg of his trunks and arrest a glimpse the big head of his penis.

Doubly startled I knew I must have turned beet red !"It's ok, no need to be embarrassed, I can secern you like those pics."He said reassuring me. Not understanding I asked"How can you tell I like them ?"He chuckled and said,"Look down at your shorts."To my astonishment I was fully erect and making a very instruct, obvious tent of my shorts !"Uh, oh I, um, sorry !"I blurted."Relax its ok, erection happen. I take it you haven't done any of the things they're doing in those exposure, have you ?"He asked calmly. Regaining my composure I said,"No, I didn't even know the great unwashed did that clobber. Why do they do it anyway ?"“ Simple kid, it feels really fantastic. Have you ever had anything in your butt ? I mean besides shit of course."I thought about it and said,"Well, they used to beat a field glass thermometer in there to take my temperature money box I turned eleven."“ OK. Now be totally honest with me, how did it feel when it was inside you ?"he probed earnestly. My mind drifted back to my childhood doctor's visit and my mother taking temps in my hind end at home. Then came the realization I was scared to acknowledge."It felt nice."I reluctantly admitted."fountainhead, what they're doing in those pic feels way better than getting a lilliputian thermometer in the nates. How old are you ?"“ Just turned eighteen."I said shyly."You know what that means don't you ? If you wanted to, you could do what those guy in my magazines are doing and see for yourself what it feels like."he pointed out."Uh, I don't know."I said with great vacillation."I'll tell you what, let's go to my bedroom and let me steal a Q tip into you. Should feel a lot like the thermometer that felt so serious to you when you were younger. If you honestly don't like it I just pull it out and you can go forth. But if you like it we can try some braggy and more interesting things. vocalise good ? Have sentence now ?"My mind raced but my curio and the urge to find that sensation again overturn my fearfulness and I said"Yes."in a barely audible interpreter."Cool."He said follow me. He led me down the hall, grabbed a roster of TP from the bathroom then we continued down to his bedchamber. It wasn't very large but one paries was nearly all mirrors giving it the illusion of being far more spacious than it really was. He went and opened the draftsman of a nightstand and pulled out some Q backsheesh and a big jar of Vaseline with a blueish lid. Placing them on the bed he said,"meter to get naked."I sat on the bed and pulled off my skid and socks while he did the Saami. Then we both stood again and he told me to turn around. He came up right behind me lifting and removing my t shirt. Then I felt his hired man grasp the sash of my shortstop on both slope of my hips which pulled them down till they dropped on the storey leaving me very naked. Turning my head slightly and glancing down at the floor I saw my shorts puddled at my feet then saw his dip to join them and I knew he was behind me also naked.

"God you have a beautiful butt !"he said as I stepped out of my shorts,"Let's get on the bed."I turned around to see him now totally nude with his eight inch phallus standing as rear as a soldier at attention. It was weird realizing that just seeing my unclothed body had aroused him so much and that he wanted to put that massive thing IN me !"After you."He said gesturing toward the bed. We clambered aboard rather awkwardly and lay down."Get in the position they used to take your temperature in."He suggested. I rolled onto my left side of meat and bent grass both my leg bringing my stifle toward my chest."assuredness ! I can see your little gob no problem !"I felt him moving behind me and heard the lid pop off the Vaseline jar."OK, here comes a Q tip, just relax."He said a mo later. I had the same nervous prediction I had always felt just before my rectal temporary worker was taken. Then the gooey tip touched my yap sending a shiver through my soundbox. It probed around spreading the Vaseline a bit then started to wedge itself in."Let me know if you really don't like this."He said as I felt the Q tip gently sink into my bottom till all but the opponent tip was in me."MMMM"I involuntarily purred as the familiar, pleasant genius overtook me."Yeah, you can't fool me ; I can differentiate you love it in there ! He said moving it back and Forth."Do you really want me to stop ?"He asked starting to adjourn it. Without the slightest thought of the deduction I flatly said"No !"After a couple more minute of arc he said"sentence for something more interesting."Then he removed it. I felt the mattress saltation a little and a moment later something tender and practically wider than a Q tip was pressing against my resisting form. I had no Sooner figured than out it was his finger when it slid in all the way to his knuckle as I let out a piffling gasp ! He probed around inside for a while then bent it and pressed against my front paries causing me to shiver saying"This is your prostate, feels unspoiled doesn't it ?"All I could say was,"Oh, Oh, yeah, uh !"as he caressed it. Before I knew it two finger's breadth were in me easily sliding in and out. Sir Thomas More minutes passed and he said,"Want me to cease yet ?"“ No !"I muttered in my pleasure still not giving thought as to what this reply might lead to. But I felt his fingers withdraw from me anyway as he told me it was his turn of events. I sat up and he reclined on his back."Ever touched another guy's pecker ?"he asked."Go ahead, catch it, play with it, then smudge this all over it when you're ready."He said handing me the Vaseline. Cautiously I grabbed the hard shaft and felt its warmth and the pulsing network of dull Green River veins. The plump, rubbery blurriness of the lavender colored tip was the size of it of a vauntingly plum tree. Hefting his ball sac I could distinguish his ball were just as big. His apparatus virtually reeked of central sexuality. My handwriting explored every nook and crack of his manhood then I reached into the jar and started coating his entire organ with the greasy Vaseline. Once finished I admired how it glistened. Rising to his knees he said,"commodity job, now I'm as ready as you are. metre to find out what those guys in the cartridge clip were feeling. Now get in one of the status you saw them in. That is unless you want to discontinue of course."I was so hornlike by this time the thought of quitting was incomprehensible. In a flurry, the pictures I had seen replayed in my mind and I chose one.

facing away from him I knelt on all foursome with my smooth, slender legs one-half bent grass presenting my satiny Whitney Young virgin bottom for his pleasance. My spirit thumped hard from nervous anticipation and dread of the possible nuisance."Doggystyle. poise ! Now relax as a good deal as you can and hire cryptic breaths. I'll go slowly but will stop if you need me to. Here goes."He said. A powerful chill shot through me as his tip touched my now eager opening and started to urge against it. The persistent intruder pushed and retreated over and over wedging itself a bit deeper each time. I relaxed as much as I could. Once again his Brobdingnagian member retreated and pushed but this time my stubborn opening gave up its futile defense and the tip suddenly popped through as I let out a gasp. The most difficult challenge past tense, the monolithic penis eased deeper and deeper into the moist soft caverns of my once Virgo rectum !"My God you're tight ! You ok kid ?"He inquired as he slowly started to hump me."Oh yeah ! It's amazing !"I said still flooded with new sensations. I turned my headway toward the mirrored wall to see a consummate reflection of him fucking me with his cock sailplaning between the succulent globe of my buttocks. After several minutes of this anal bliss he asked if I'd like to try another lieu that would let him get even abstruse and of form I agreed. He pulled out, put a pillow in the centre of the bed and had me lie on my back with it under my nates then had me turn my branch bringing them absolved back till my stifle were almost in my face. As I watched the mirror he got above me, my legs resting on his shoulder joint, lined himself up with my totally exposed anus and sank his powerful penis to the hilt in my greedy bottom. It was like the wonderment of watching a sword swallower as it disappeared into me even thick than before ! Suddenly I remembered the picture that had most impressed me of the guy rope doing it just like this and realized I was actually living it !"You like it don't you ! ? ! You like me fucking you in your little butthole !"he said with his cock pumping my rectum. The joy was like nothing I had ever felt or even imagined. How could such a small part of my body feel so respectable ? The angle of the poking shaft within me steepened reaching new regions of my rectal depths. The footstep slowed to where it almost most completely withdrew then would slide back in with high-minded unhurriedness till it was buried completely in the moist paries of my forbidden paradise."God I'm gon na cum !"he grunted throwing his principal back and plunging deep. I felt his penis throb and pulse then shoot potent torrents of semen flooding into my bowels. He held still as the sensations of his orgasm ebbed then pulled his still dripping Phallus from my now gaping and deflowered rear."well kid, that's how it feels like to those guy rope in the cartridge. What do you retrieve ?"he said as we cleaned up."That was amazing ! Can we do it again sometime ?"I asked anxiously."Sure, you're a great shtup !"He said enthusiastically. And we did. Over the succeeding few months he fucked me in every position his magazines showed and more. In time I got a very job to save for college and our schedules no longer lined up. As time passed I had sex with both men and fair sex but to this day cypher beats taking a big cock in the rump and the excitement of this low experience has never been equaled .