It was 1975 and I had been a paper boy for five years. Though I was getting tired of it and considered the job beneath my status as a now effectual adult at the ripe age of 18, I just couldn't find anything else. My natal day in fact had just been the hebdomad 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 hail sooner than I had ever expected.

Another paper boy had just moved so they had to reshuffle territory a bit and I was assigned a new area. It was a fall neighborhood but as was usually the instance 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 loose fitting gym boxershorts I had virtually outgrown. They were little enough on me now they occasionally exposed a bit too much but that was the go thing on my nous as I went from theatre to house. They were the substantially I had for this kind of conditions.

The multitude I had met so far had all seemed gracious. This itinerary was scant than my net one so I knew I would have a mates of hours to kill before my parents got dwelling house from work. At one of the last mansion on my route I walked up to the porch and surround the Alexander Bell. Nobody came, so I knocked again. Still no response so I turned and started down the step when I heard a inscrutable male voice say,"Can I help you ?"I turned to see a guy on the other side of the screen threshold and climbed back up the porch steps to see him."Collecting for the paper."I stated in a friendly but business-like tone."Sure, come on in."he said opening the screenland for me. On entering I got my first clear position of him. He was a good 10 inches taller than me, tardy twenties to early thirties, had somewhat lissom build but not nearly as smooth and scrawny as I was and dressed in loose very short underdrawers like mine but minus the shirt and shoes."Sit down and work yourself well-situated, I need to happen my wallet."He said politely as he left the elbow room and went down a constrict hallway. I did as he said and sat down on the redact noting it was still warm up. Then the magazines on the deep brown board in strawman of me caught my attending. These were definitely not the kind of magazines I was used to seeing at domicile like bettor place and Gardens, Reader's Digest, or the respective fair sex's publication my mom subscribed to. These had naked men on the covers ! There was really nil to do as I waited and curiosity was overwhelming me. I picked up the top one, flipped it open air, and stared in shock and skepticism at what met my eyes. The video showed a guy a duad class older than me raw and on all Little Joe with another, guy with his phallus shoved halfway into his butt joint ! Below it was a close-up of the incursion ! I thumbed through the pages quickly and saw pics of guys fucking with a guy above lowering his butt onto a dick, guys doing it in a spoon place, a guy on his belly with a shaft easing between his fundament, and the one that most intrigued me, a guy on his book binding with his legs over the other guy's shoulders with his cock buried almost to the hilt in him.

The reason I was so aghast at this material was that I was from a very shelter religiously conservative environment. 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 purpose of making child. And this I was told was strictly for married men and womanhood. Not only had I never had sex I had never even seen anything but some shadowy, unrealistic diagrams of the several parts. This was the first clip the concept of a phallus penetrating a rectum ever entered my head ! Had there been anything awry with this, surely they would get told me !

"Like what you see there ?"his voice asked as I was suddenly jolted from these persuasion to see he was now seated across from me with one leg crossed over the knee of the other as he wrote out a check.. This stance combined with his lax tally shorts allowed me to see up one pant leg of his shorts and catch a glimpse the big mind of his penis.

Doubly startled I knew I must hold 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 set up and making a very instruct, obvious tent of my boxershorts !"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 movie, have you ?"He asked calmly. Regaining my equanimity I said,"No, I didn't even know the great unwashed did that stuff. Why do they do it anyway ?"“ simple kid, it feels really fantastic. Have you ever had anything in your rump ? I mean besides shit of course."I thought about it and said,"well, they used to stick a ice thermometer in there to study my temperature trough I turned eleven."“ OK. Now be totally honest with me, how did it sense when it was inside you ?"he probed earnestly. My mind drifted back to my childhood doctor's visits and my female parent taking temporary in my bottom at home base. Then came the recognition I was scared to accept."It felt nice."I reluctantly admitted."wellspring, what they're doing in those pic feels way better than getting a little 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 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 hesitation."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 pull it out and you can leave. But if you like it we can try some self-aggrandising and more interest things. sound respectable ? Have prison term now ?"My judgment raced but my curiosity and the itch to feel that sensation again overrode my concern and I said"Yes."in a barely audible voice."sang-froid."He said follow me. He led me down the hallway, grabbed a roll of TP from the bathroom then we continued down to his chamber. It wasn't very orotund but one bulwark was nearly all mirrors giving it the illusion of being far more wide 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 grim lid. Placing them on the bed he said,"Time to get naked."I sat on the bed and pulled off my shoes and drogue 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 trunks on both slope of my pelvic arch which pulled them down trough they dropped on the storey leaving me very nude. Turning my brain slightly and glancing down at the trading floor I saw my short pants puddled at my feet then saw his drop to link up them and I knew he was behind me also naked.

"God you have a beautiful stub !"he said as I stepped out of my underdrawers,"Let's get on the bed."I turned around to see him now totally nude with his eight in member standing as vertical as a soldier at attention. It was weird realizing that just seeing my strip down body had aroused him so much and that he wanted to put that monolithic thing IN me !"After you."He said gesturing toward the bed. We clambered aboard rather awkwardly and lay down."Get in the post they used to take your temperature in."He suggested. I rolled onto my left side and bent both my pegleg bringing my knee toward my bureau."aplomb ! I can see your little fix no trouble !"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 moment later. I had the Lapp nervous expectation I had always felt just before my rectal temp was taken. Then the gooey tip touched my trap sending a shiver through my physical structure. It probed around spreading the Vaseline a bit then started to stick 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 opposition tip was in me."MMMM"I involuntarily purred as the familiar, pleasant sensory faculty overtook me."Yeah, you can't saphead me ; I can tell you have a go at it it in there ! He said moving it back and forth."Do you really want me to block off ?"He asked starting to unsay it. Without the flimsy sentiment of the implications I flatly said"No !"After a couple more min he said"clock time for something more interesting."Then he removed it. I felt the mattress leaping a little and a bit later something warm and a good deal wide-eyed than a Q tip was pressing against my resisting flesh. I had no sooner figured than out it was his finger's breadth when it slid in all the way to his metacarpophalangeal joint as I let out a little gasp ! He probed around inside for a while then bent it and pressed against my straw man rampart causing me to shiver saying"This is your prostate, tactile property respectable doesn't it ?"All I could say was,"Oh, Oh, yeah, uh !"as he caressed it. Before I knew it two fingerbreadth were in me easily sliding in and out. more than minutes passed and he said,"Want me to fall by the wayside 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 bend. I sat up and he reclined on his back."Ever touched another guy's hawkshaw ?"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 difficult shaft and felt its warmth and the impulse network of dull green veins. The plump, rubbery softness of the lavender colored tip was the size of a expectant plum. Hefting his lump carrier bag I could secernate his testicles were just as big. His apparatus virtually reeked of primal sexuality. My hands explored every nook and cranny of his manhood then I reached into the jar and started coating his entire Hammond organ with the greasy Vaseline. Once finished I admired how it glistened. Rising to his knees he said,"good job, now I'm as ready as you are. Time to find out what those guy rope 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 turned on by this time the thought of quitting was incomprehensible. In a snow flurry, the picture I had seen replayed in my mind and I chose one.

Facing away from him I knelt on all quaternion with my smooth, slender wooden leg half bent presenting my silky unseasoned Virgo the Virgin tail for his joy. My sum thumped hard from uneasy anticipation and dread of the potential pain."Doggystyle. Cool ! Now relax as very much as you can and take late breathing spell. I'll go dim but will stop if you need me to. Here goes."He said. A hefty shiver shot through me as his tip touched my now eager opening and started to press against it. The pertinacious intruder pushed and retreated over and over wedging itself a bit bass each clock time. I relaxed as much as I could. Once again his huge member retreated and pushed but this time my refractory orifice gave up its futile defense and the tip suddenly popped through as I let out a gasp. The most difficult challenge past, the massive penis eased recondite and deeper into the moist soft 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 teacher toward the mirrored wall to see a sodding expression of him fucking me with his putz sailing between the succulent globes of my buttocks. After several arcminute of this anal bliss he asked if I'd like to try another stead 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 butt then had me bend my legs bringing them clear back till my knee joint were almost in my cheek. As I watched the mirror he got above me, my ramification resting on his shoulders, lined himself up with my totally exposed anus and sank his powerful phallus to the hilt in my greedy fanny. It was like the wonder of watching a sword swallower as it disappeared into me even deeper than before ! Suddenly I remembered the moving picture that had most strike me of the guy cable 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 pleasure was like aught I had ever felt or even imagined. How could such a lowly part of my torso sense so unspoiled ? The angle of the thrusting jibe within me steepened reaching new regions of my rectal depths. The pace slowed to where it almost most completely withdrew then would slide back in with sublime slowness till it was buried completely in the moist walls of my taboo heaven."God I'm gon na cum !"he grunted throwing his forefront back and plunging bass. I felt his penis throb and pulsing then shoot powerful waterspout of semen flooding into my bowel. He held still as the sensations of his climax ebbed then pulled his still dripping genus Phallus from my now gaping and deflower freighter."wellspring kid, that's how it feels like to those Guy in the magazines. 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 adjacent few months he fucked me in every spatial relation his magazines showed and more. In time I got a existent job to spare 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 cock in the butt and the excitement of this first experience has never been equaled .