It was 1975 and I had been a paper boy for five class. Though I was getting tired of it and considered the job beneath my status as a now effectual grownup at the advanced age of 18, I just couldn't find anything else. My birthday in fact had just been the week before and I was nervous to circularise my annexe a bit and do something I couldn't have done as a kid. The opportunity to do just that would come Sooner than I had ever expected.

Another paper boy had just moved so they had to reshuffle district a bit and I was assigned a new arena. It was a declension vicinity but as was usually the type I wouldn't meet anyone till I was collecting and that day had come. The day was hot so I was just wearing a t shirt and a dyad of loose fitting gym drawers I had virtually outgrown. They were short enough on me now they occasionally exposed a bit too much but that was the shoemaker's last thing on my idea as I went from home to house. They were the outflank I had for this variety of weather.

The multitude I had met so far had all seemed nice. This route was little than my last one so I knew I would have a mates of hours to pop before my parents got habitation from study. At one of the last family on my route I walked up to the porch and call the bell. Nobody came, so I knocked again. Still no response so I turned and started down the steps when I heard a trench male person representative say,"Can I aid you ?"I turned to see a guy on the other face of the silver screen room access and climbed back up the porch steps to see him."Collecting for the paper."I stated in a friendly but business-like timbre."Sure, come on in."he said opening the screen for me. On entering I got my first enlighten aspect of him. He was a dependable 10 in taller than me, former mid-twenties to early mid-thirties, had somewhat slender anatomy but not nearly as smoothen and scrawny as I was and dressed in loose very brusque shorts like mine but minus the shirt and shoes."Sit down and make yourself comfortable, I need to find my wallet."He said politely as he left the room and went down a narrow down hallway. I did as he said and sat down on the frame noting it was still warm. Then the magazine on the deep brown tabular array in front of me caught my attention. These were definitely not the kind of magazines I was used to seeing at menage like better Home and Gardens, Reader's digest, or the several cleaning lady's publications my mom subscribed to. These had naked men on the covers ! There was really naught to do as I waited and curiosity was overwhelming me. I picked up the top one, flipped it capable, and stared in jolt and skepticism at what met my centre. The ikon showed a guy a couple twelvemonth older than me naked and on all quaternary with another, guy with his phallus shoved halfway into his laughingstock ! Below it was a close-up of the penetration ! I thumbed through the pages quickly and saw exposure of guys fucking with a guy above lowering his buns onto a cock, guys doing it in a smooch attitude, a guy on his venter with a cock easing between his buttocks, and the one that most fascinate me, a guy on his dorsum with his legs over the other guy's shoulders with his hammer buried almost to the hilt in him.

The reason I was so aghast at this stuff was that I was from a very sheltered religiously conservative environment. All I was taught about sex was that it was when a man puts his penis in a charwoman's yap called a vagina for the use of making babies. And this I was told was strictly for married men and women. Not only had I never had sex I had never even seen anything but some vague, unrealistic diagrams of the several parts. This was the first time the conception of a phallus penetrating a rectum ever entered my mind ! Had there been anything wrong with this, surely they would have told me !

"Like what you see there ?"his voice asked as I was suddenly jolted from these thoughts to see he was now seated across from me with one leg crossed over the genu of the other as he wrote out a check.. This stance combined with his loose suit boxers allowed me to see up one pant leg of his trunks and catch a glance the big head of his member.

Doubly startled I knew I must let turned beet red !"It's ok, no need to be embarrassed, I can state you like those pics."He said reassuring me. Not understanding I asked"How can you tell I like them ?"He chuckled and said,"facial expression down at your shorts."To my amazement I was fully upright and making a very taught, 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 matter they're doing in those motion picture, have you ?"He asked calmly. Regaining my calmness I said,"No, I didn't even know people did that stuff and nonsense. Why do they do it anyway ?"“ simple kid, it feels really rattling. Have you ever had anything in your butt ? I mean besides mother fucker of course."I thought about it and said,"well, they used to mystify a glass thermometer in there to take my temperature till I turned eleven."“ OK. Now be totally dependable with me, how did it feel when it was inside you ?"he probed earnestly. My mind drifted back to my childhood physician's sojourn and my mother taking temps in my rump at home. Then came the realization I was scared to accommodate."It felt nice."I reluctantly admitted."well, what they're doing in those photos feels way better than getting a minuscule thermometer in the rear. 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 guys in my magazines are doing and see for yourself what it feels like."he pointed out."Uh, I don't know."I said with big vacillation."I'll tell you what, let's go to my bedroom and let me slip a Q tip into you. Should feel a lot like the thermometer that felt so skillful to you when you were younger. If you honestly don't like it I just deplumate it out and you can allow for. But if you like it we can try some bigger and more interesting matter. Sound near ? Have time now ?"My mind raced but my curio and the itch to finger that sensation again overrode my fears and I said"Yes."in a barely hearable vocalisation."assuredness."He said follow me. He led me down the hall, grabbed a roll of TP from the privy then we continued down to his bedroom. It wasn't very large but one wall was nearly all mirrors giving it the illusion of being far more spacious than it really was. He went and opened the drawer of a nightstand and pulled out some Q confidential information and a big jar of Vaseline with a blue lid. Placing them on the bed he said,"sentence to get naked."I sat on the bed and pulled off my shoes and wind cone while he did the same. 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 deal grasp the cincture of my shorts on both sides of my hips which pulled them down cashbox they dropped on the floor leaving me very naked. Turning my head slightly and glancing down at the storey I saw my shorts puddled at my understructure then saw his drop curtain to link them and I knew he was behind me also naked.

"God you have a beautiful butt !"he said as I stepped out of my drawers,"Let's get on the bed."I turned around to see him now totally nude with his eight inch penis standing as erect as a soldier at attention. It was Weird realizing that just seeing my unclothed consistence had aroused him so much and that he wanted to put that monumental affair 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 go out side and bent both my legs bringing my knees toward my pectus."cool ! I can see your little mess no problem !"I felt him moving behind me and learn the lid pop off the Vaseline jar."OK, here comes a Q tip, just relax."He said a moment later. I had the Lapplander nervous anticipation I had always felt just before my rectal temp was taken. Then the gooey tip touched my hole sending a quiver through my eubstance. It probed around spreading the Vaseline a bit then started to wedge itself in."Let me love if you really don't like this."He said as I felt the Q tip gently sink into my can till all but the polar tip was in me."MMMM"I involuntarily purred as the familiar, pleasant star overtook me."Yeah, you can't fool me ; I can recite you bed it in there ! He said moving it back and forth."Do you really want me to stop ?"He asked starting to recall it. Without the little intellection of the import I flatly said"No !"After a couple more minutes he said"Time for something more interesting."Then he removed it. I felt the mattress spring a little and a moment later something tender and lots extensive than a Q tip was pressing against my resisting human body. I had no sooner figured than out it was his finger when it slid in all the way to his knuckles as I let out a footling gasp ! He probed around inside for a while then bent it and pressed against my forepart paries causing me to shiver saying"This is your prostate, feels respectable doesn't it ?"All I could say was,"Oh, Oh, yeah, uh !"as he caressed it. Before I knew it two fingers were in me easily sliding in and out. More min passed and he said,"deficiency me to quit yet ?"“ No !"I muttered in my pleasure still not giving thought as to what this answer might result to. But I felt his digit withdraw from me anyway as he told me it was his turn. I sat up and he reclined on his back."Ever touched another guy's hawkshaw ?"he asked."Go ahead, snap up it, play with it, then slander this all over it when you're ready."He said handing me the Vaseline. Cautiously I grabbed the heavy ray of light and felt its warmth and the pulsing network of dull super C nervure. The plump, rubbery softness of the lavender colored tip was the size of a large plum. Hefting his musket ball sack I could separate his testicle were just as big. His apparatus virtually reeked of central sexuality. My hands explored every nook and fissure of his manhood then I reached into the jar and started coating his entire pipe organ with the greasy Vaseline. Once finished I admired how it glistened. Rising to his knee joint he said,"trade good job, now I'm as ready as you are. metre to find out what those guys in the magazines were feeling. Now get in one of the positions you saw them in. That is unless you want to stop of course."I was so horny by this fourth dimension the thought of quitting was incomprehensible. In a bustle, the motion picture I had seen replayed in my judgment and I chose one.

Facing away from him I knelt on all Little Joe with my smooth, slight legs half bent presenting my silken Pres Young Virgin rear for his pleasure. My heart thumped hard from nervous prediction and apprehensiveness of the potential nuisance."Doggystyle. Cool ! Now relax as a great deal as you can and take deep intimation. I'll go slow but will stop if you need me to. Here goes."He said. A right shiver shot through me as his tip touched my now eager gap and started to press against it. The pertinacious intruder pushed and retreated over and over wedging itself a bit cryptical each time. I relaxed as much as I could. Once again his Brobdingnagian extremity retreated and pushed but this time my unregenerate porta gave up its futile defense and the tip suddenly popped through as I let out a pant. The most difficult challenge past tense, the massive penis eased deeper and deeper into the moist gentle caverns of my once Virgin rectum !"My God you're tight ! You ok kid ?"He inquired as he slowly started to hunch me."Oh yeah ! It's amazing !"I said still flooded with new sensations. I turned my head toward the mirrored wall to see a unadulterated reflection of him fucking me with his cock sailplaning between the succulent globes of my fanny. After several minutes of this anal bliss he asked if I'd like to try another attitude that would let him get even deeper and of course I agreed. He pulled out, put a pillow in the middle of the bed and had me lie on my back with it under my goat then had me bend my ramification bringing them make back till my knees were almost in my face. As I watched the mirror he got above me, my legs resting on his shoulders, lined himself up with my totally exposed anus and sank his mighty penis to the hilt in my greedy bum. It was like the wonder of watching a brand swallower as it disappeared into me even deeper than before ! Suddenly I remembered the mental picture that had most impressed me of the cat 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 pecker pumping my rectum. The pleasure was like nothing I had ever felt or even imagined. How could such a base part of my body feel so undecomposed ? The Angle of the thrusting cock within me steepened reaching new region of my rectal depths. The pace slowed to where it almost most completely withdrew then would slide back in with lofty slowness till it was buried completely in the moist paries of my interdict paradise."God I'm gon na cum !"he grunted throwing his straits back and plunging deep. I felt his phallus throb and pulse then shoot powerful deluge of seed flooding into my bowels. He held still as the sentiency of his orgasm ebbed then pulled his still dripping phallus from my now gaping and ruin bottom."fountainhead kid, that's how it feels like to those guys in the cartridge. What do you think ?"he said as we cleaned up."That was amazing ! Can we do it again sometime ?"I asked anxiously."Sure, you're a neat fuck !"He said enthusiastically. And we did. Over the next few month he fucked me in every position his magazines showed and more. In sentence 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 char but to this day zippo beats taking a big cock in the stern and the excitement of this first experience has never been equaled .