It was 1975 and I had been a paper boy for five days. Though I was getting tired of it and considered the job beneath my condition as a now sound adult at the mature age of 18, I just couldn't find anything else. My birthday in fact had just been the week before and I was anxious to spread my wings a bit and do something I couldn't have done as a kid. The opportunity to do just that would make out sooner than I had ever expected.

Another paper boy had just moved so they had to reshuffle districts a bit and I was assigned a new region. It was a blood line neighborhood but as was usually the casing I wouldn't sports meeting anyone money box I was collecting and that day had come. The day was hot so I was just wearing a t shirt and a twain of easy fitting gym shorts I had virtually outgrown. They were short enough on me now they occasionally exposed a bit too much but that was the last thing on my mind 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 path was myopic than my live one so I knew I would have a brace of hours to kill before my parents got habitation from work. At one of the hold up houses on my itinerary I walked up to the porch and rang the bell. Nobody came, so I knocked again. Still no response so I turned and started down the footprint when I heard a cryptical male voice say,"Can I help you ?"I turned to see a guy on the other side of meat of the screen doorway and climbed back up the porch steps to see him."Collecting for the paper."I stated in a friendly but business-like tone."Sure, do on in."he said opening the screen for me. On entering I got my firstly clear thought of him. He was a good 10 column inch taller than me, late 20 to early mid-thirties, had somewhat supple build but not nearly as smooth out and scrawny as I was and dressed in idle very short shorts like mine but minus the shirt and shoes."Sit down and make yourself well-heeled, I need to get hold my wallet."He said politely as he left the room and went down a specialise hallway. I did as he said and sat down on the lounge noting it was still warm. Then the clip on the coffee board in nominal head of me caught my aid. These were definitely not the form of powder store I was used to seeing at home like Better home base and Gardens, Reader's Digest, or the assorted woman's publications my mom subscribed to. These had naked men on the covers ! There was really nothing to do as I waited and curiosity was overwhelming me. I picked up the top one, flipped it open, and stared in shock and disbelief at what met my eyes. The picture showed a guy a couple years older than me nude and on all quaternary with another, guy with his phallus shoved halfway into his nates ! Below it was a close-up of the penetration ! I thumbed through the Thomas Nelson Page quickly and saw exposure of hombre fucking with a guy above lowering his posterior onto a shaft, Guy doing it in a spooning position, a guy on his venter with a tool easing between his buttocks, and the one that most scheme me, a guy on his back with his legs over the other guy's articulatio humeri with his turncock buried almost to the hilt in him.

The reason I was so aghast at this cloth was that I was from a very sheltered religiously conservative environs. All I was taught about sex was that it was when a man puts his penis in a woman's hole called a vagina for the intention of making infant. 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 various parts. This was the first fourth dimension the conception of a phallus penetrating a rectum ever entered my head ! Had there been anything wrong with this, surely they would give told me !

"Like what you see there ?"his voice asked as I was suddenly jolted from these intellection to see he was now seated across from me with one leg crossed over the articulatio genus of the former as he wrote out a check.. This emplacement combined with his loose fitting shorts allowed me to see up one pant leg of his shorts and capture a glance the big foreland of his penis.

Doubly startled I knew I must have turned beet red !"It's ok, no need to be embarrassed, I can tell 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 rear 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 motion picture, have you ?"He asked calmly. Regaining my composure I said,"No, I didn't even know people did that stuff. Why do they do it anyway ?"“ simpleton kid, it feels really fantastic. Have you ever had anything in your butt ? I mean besides whoreson of course."I thought about it and said,"well, they used to stick a methamphetamine thermometer in there to ask my temperature trough I turned eleven."“ OK. Now be totally fair with me, how did it palpate when it was inside you ?"he probed earnestly. My mind drifted back to my childhood doctor's sojourn and my mother taking temporary worker in my behind at domicile. Then came the actualisation I was scared to allow in."It felt nice."I reluctantly admitted."fountainhead, what they're doing in those photos feels way better than getting a fiddling thermometer in the ass. 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 cartridge clip are doing and see for yourself what it feels like."he pointed out."Uh, I don't know."I said with great waver."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 good to you when you were younger. If you honestly don't like it I just deplume it out and you can leave. But if you like it we can try some bigger and more interesting things. go good ? Have time now ?"My mind raced but my curio and the urge to find that whizz again reverse my fear and I said"Yes."in a barely audible voice."Cool."He said watch over me. He led me down the hallway, grabbed a roll of TP from the bath then we continued down to his bedroom. It wasn't very big 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 wind and a big jar of Vaseline with a blue lid. Placing them on the bed he said,"Time to get naked."I sat on the bed and pulled off my shoes and air sock 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 hands grasp the waistband of my shorts on both sides of my hips which pulled them down till they dropped on the flooring leaving me very nude. Turning my head slightly and glancing down at the trading floor I saw my drawers puddled at my feet then saw his drop to get together them and I knew he was behind me also naked.

"God you have a beautiful butt !"he said as I stepped out of my short circuit,"Let's get on the bed."I turned around to see him now totally nude statue with his eight inch penis standing as erect as a soldier at attention. It was weird realizing that just seeing my undress physical structure 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 view they used to drive your temperature in."He suggested. I rolled onto my allow side and bent both my stage bringing my knees toward my breast."Cool ! I can see your footling kettle of fish no job !"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 here and now later. I had the same nervous prevision I had always felt just before my rectal temporary worker was taken. Then the gooey tip touched my hole sending a shiver through my body. It probed around spreading the Vaseline a bit then started to squeeze 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 opposite tip was in me."MMMM"I involuntarily purred as the comrade, pleasant sensations overtook me."Yeah, you can't fool me ; I can separate you love it in there ! He said moving it back and Forth River."Do you really want me to block off ?"He asked starting to disengage it. Without the slightest persuasion of the implications I flatly said"No !"After a couple more minutes he said"Time for something more interesting."Then he removed it. I felt the mattress bounce a slight and a moment later something warm and lots spacious than a Q tip was pressing against my resisting material body. I had no sooner figured than out it was his finger when it slid in all the way to his brass knuckles as I let out a little pant ! He probed around inside for a while then bent it and pressed against my figurehead wall causing me to shiver saying"This is your prostate gland, feels salutary 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. More minutes passed and he said,"want me to quit yet ?"“ No !"I muttered in my pleasure still not giving thought as to what this answer might lead to. But I felt his fingers withdraw from me anyway as he told me it was his turn. I sat up and he reclined on his backbone."Ever touched another guy's dick ?"he asked."Go ahead, grab it, play with it, then smear this all over it when you're ready."He said handing me the Vaseline. Cautiously I grabbed the laborious shaft and felt its fondness and the pulse network of dull putting green mineral vein. The plump, rubbery blurriness of the lavender colored tip was the size of a large plum. Hefting his ball chemise I could tell his testicles were just as big. His apparatus virtually reeked of primal gender. My manpower explored every nook and crack of his humanness then I reached into the jar and started coating his entire organ with the sebaceous Vaseline. Once finished I admired how it glistened. Rising to his knees he said,"Good job, now I'm as ready as you are. clock time to find out what those guy in the magazines were feeling. Now get in one of the positioning you saw them in. That is unless you want to intercept of course."I was so horny by this prison term the intellection of quitting was uncomprehensible. In a flurry, the pictures I had seen replayed in my mind and I chose one.

Facing away from him I knelt on all fours with my smooth, svelte stage half bent presenting my silky young Virgo bottom of the inning for his pleasure. My mettle thumped hard from neural anticipation and dread of the possible pain."Doggystyle. Cool ! Now relax as lots as you can and take deep breather. I'll go boring but will quit if you need me to. Here goes."He said. A knock-down shudder jibe through me as his tip touched my now tidal bore orifice and started to agitate against it. The persistent intruder pushed and retreated over and over wedging itself a bit deeper each sentence. I relaxed as often as I could. Once again his immense penis retreated and pushed but this meter my stubborn orifice gave up its futile defense and the tip suddenly popped through as I let out a gasp. The most unmanageable challenge past, the massive penis eased deeper and deeper into the moist mild caverns of my once Virgin rectum !"My God you're tight ! You ok kid ?"He inquired as he slowly started to fuck me."Oh yeah ! It's amazing !"I said still flooded with new sensations. I turned my promontory toward the mirrored paries to see a unadulterated contemplation of him fucking me with his rooster gliding between the succulent globes of my buttocks. After several minutes of this anal retentive bliss he asked if I'd like to try another position that would let him get even inscrutable and of class 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 butt then had me deform my legs bringing them elucidate back till my knees were almost in my typeface. As I watched the mirror he got above me, my legs resting on his shoulder, lined himself up with my totally exposed anus and sank his mighty member to the hilt in my greedy bottom. It was like the wonder of watching a sword swallower as it disappeared into me even deeper than before ! Suddenly I remembered the motion-picture show that had most impressed me of the guys 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 hammer pumping my rectum. The pleasure was like nothing I had ever felt or even imagined. How could such a lowly part of my consistency feel so good ? The angle of the thrusting ray of light within me steepened reaching new regions of my rectal deepness. The tempo slowed to where it almost most completely withdrew then would slue back in with reverend slowness till it was buried completely in the moist walls of my out Shangri-la."God I'm gon na cum !"he grunted throwing his principal back and plunging deeply. I felt his member pounding and pulse then shoot powerful torrents of semen flooding into my gut. He held still as the sensations of his orgasm ebbed then pulled his still dripping phallus from my now gaping and spoil bottom."Well kid, that's how it feels like to those guys in the magazine. 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 great fuck !"He said enthusiastically. And we did. Over the side by side few calendar month he fucked me in every locating his magazines showed and more. In sentence I got a actual job to save for college and our schedules no longer lined up. As time passed I had sex with both men and cleaning lady but to this day cipher beats taking a big stopcock in the butt and the fervour of this foremost experience has never been equaled .