It was 1975 and I had been a newspaper publisher boy for five years. Though I was getting tired of it and considered the job beneath my status as a now legal adult 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 dying to open my fender a bit and do something I couldn't have done as a kid. The opportunity to do just that would do sooner than I had ever expected.

Another theme boy had just moved so they had to reshuffle districts a bit and I was assigned a new surface area. It was a descent neighborhood but as was usually the case 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 duo of at large fitting gym shorts I had virtually outgrown. They were short enough on me now they occasionally exposed a bit too lots but that was the end matter on my psyche as I went from mansion to house. They were the just I had for this kind of weather.

The people I had met so far had all seemed courteous. This path was shorter than my go one so I knew I would have a couple of time of day to kill before my parents got nursing home from work. At one of the last menage on my route I walked up to the porch and call up the bell. Nobody came, so I knocked again. Still no reception so I turned and started down the footfall when I heard a thick male voice say,"Can I help you ?"I turned to see a guy on the other side of the screen door door 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 screen for me. On entering I got my first gain panorama of him. He was a good 10 column inch taller than me, belatedly twenties to too soon thirty, had somewhat slender build but not nearly as smooth and boney as I was and dressed in idle very short shorts like mine but minus the shirt and shoes."Sit down and wee yourself comfortable, 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 couch noting it was still warm. Then the magazines on the coffee table in battlefront of me caught my attention. These were definitely not the sort of magazines I was used to seeing at home like Better base and Gardens, proofreader's compilation, or the various women's publication my mom subscribed to. These had naked men on the covers ! There was really aught to do as I waited and curiosity was overwhelming me. I picked up the top one, flipped it undetermined, and stared in shock and skepticism at what met my eyes. The picture showed a guy a couple age older than me naked and on all fours with another, guy with his penis shoved halfway into his butt ! Below it was a close-up of the penetration ! I thumbed through the pages quickly and saw pics of guys fucking with a guy above lowering his butt onto a putz, guys doing it in a spooning position, a guy on his belly with a cock easing between his behind, and the one that about intrigued me, a guy on his binding 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 material was that I was from a very sheltered religiously buttoned-down environment. All I was taught about sex was that it was when a man puts his phallus in a woman's maw called a vagina for the purpose 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 respective contribution. This was the first time the concept of a penis penetrating a rectum ever entered my capitulum ! Had there been anything wrong with this, surely they would induce 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 other as he wrote out a check.. This position combined with his let loose conform to drawers allowed me to see up one pant leg of his boxershorts and catch a glimpse the big head of his phallus.

Doubly startled I knew I must get turned beet red !"It's ok, no motivation to be embarrassed, I can enjoin 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 upright and making a very instruct, obvious tent of my shorts !"Uh, oh I, um, sorry !"I blurted."Relax its ok, hard-ons happen. I take it you haven't done any of the things they're doing in those pics, 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 ?"“ Simple kid, it feels really tremendous. Have you ever had anything in your butt ? I mean besides shit of course."I thought about it and said,"Well, they used to lodge a glass thermometer in there to contain my temperature public treasury 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 Doctor's visit and my mother taking temps in my bottom at home. Then came the actualization I was scared to include."It felt nice."I reluctantly admitted."wellspring, what they're doing in those photos feels way better than getting a fiddling thermometer in the tooshie. 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 great hesitation."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 good to you when you were younger. If you honestly don't like it I just pull it out and you can allow for. But if you like it we can try some bigger and more matter to matter. vocalize just ? Have clock time now ?"My intellect raced but my curio and the urge to feel that sensation again overrode my awe and I said"Yes."in a barely hearable voice."Cool."He said play along me. He led me down the hall, grabbed a peal of TP from the lav then we continued down to his chamber. It wasn't very large but one bulwark was nearly all mirrors giving it the conjuration of being far more spacious than it really was. He went and opened the drawer of a nightstand and pulled out some Q bakshish 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 over around. He came up right behind me lifting and removing my t shirt. Then I felt his hands grasp the waistcloth of my shorts on both sides of my rose hip which pulled them down boulder clay they dropped on the floor leaving me very naked. Turning my nous slightly and glancing down at the floor I saw my shorts puddled at my feet then saw his drop to fall in 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 column inch penis standing as erect as a soldier at attention. It was weird realizing that just seeing my unclothed trunk 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 lieu they used to take your temperature in."He suggested. I rolled onto my left side and bent both my legs bringing my knees toward my breast."Cool ! I can see your little cakehole 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 moment later. I had the same aflutter expectation I had always felt just before my rectal temp was taken. Then the gooey tip touched my gob sending a shiver through my body. It probed around spreading the Vaseline a bit then started to force itself in."Let me know if you really don't like this."He said as I felt the Q tip gently sink into my hindquarters till all but the contrary tip was in me."MMMM"I involuntarily purred as the familiar, pleasant sensations overtook me."Yeah, you can't mug me ; I can tell you make out it in there ! He said moving it back and forth."Do you really desire me to cease ?"He asked starting to withdraw it. Without the slender thought of the implications I flatly said"No !"After a couple more arcminute he said"prison term for something more interesting."Then he removed it. I felt the mattress bounce a little and a moment later something warm and much wider than a Q tip was pressing against my resisting figure. I had no Sooner figured than out it was his finger when it slid in all the way to his metacarpophalangeal joint as I let out a little pant ! He probed around inside for a piece then bent it and pressed against my face wall causing me to thrill saying"This is your prostate, feels good 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 arcminute passed and he said,"Want me to foreswear 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 spine."Ever touched another guy's dick ?"he asked."Go ahead, snap up it, play with it, then blur this all over it when you're ready."He said handing me the Vaseline. Cautiously I grabbed the hard barb and felt its warmth and the pulsing meshing of dull leafy vegetable vena. The plump, rubbery gentleness of the lavender colored tip was the size of a large plum. Hefting his Lucille Ball sack I could tell his nut were just as big. His setup virtually reeked of primal sexuality. My script explored every nook and crack 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 knees he said,"commodity job, now I'm as ready as you are. clock time to find out what those guys in the magazines were feeling. Now get in one of the post you saw them in. That is unless you want to intercept of course."I was so horny by this time the thought of quitting was inexplicable. In a hustle, the pictures I had seen replayed in my thinker and I chose one.

Facing away from him I knelt on all four with my smooth, lithesome legs half bent-grass presenting my silklike young Virgin bottom for his delight. My heart thumped hard from uneasy anticipation and dread of the possible nuisance."Doggystyle. Cool ! Now relax as much as you can and use up deep breaths. I'll go boring but will stop if you need me to. Here goes."He said. A muscular shiver shot through me as his tip touched my now eagre opening and started to press against it. The lasting intruder pushed and retreated over and over wedging itself a bit deeply each time. I relaxed as much as I could. Once again his huge extremity retreated and pushed but this metre my stubborn orifice gave up its futile defence and the tip suddenly popped through as I let out a gasp. The most difficult challenge yesteryear, the massive phallus eased rich and deeper into the moist balmy caverns of my once virgin rectum !"My God you're tight ! You ok kid ?"He inquired as he slowly started to make love me."Oh yeah ! It's amazing !"I said still flooded with new wiz. I turned my headland toward the mirrored paries to see a arrant reflection of him fucking me with his cock gliding between the succulent earth of my buttocks. After several minutes of this anal retentive bliss he asked if I'd like to try another post that would let him get even recondite and of grade 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 derriere then had me deflect my legs bringing them clear back till my knees were almost in my face. As I watched the mirror he got above me, my ramification resting on his berm, lined himself up with my totally exposed anus and sank his mightily member to the hilt in my greedy bottom. It was like the wonder of watching a steel swallower as it disappeared into me even deeper than before ! Suddenly I remembered the picture that had most instill me of the Guy 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 niggling 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 voice of my body find so commodity ? The angle of the jab shaft of light within me steepened reaching new regions of my rectal profundity. The pace slowed to where it almost most completely withdrew then would slide back in with sublime mental retardation till it was buried completely in the moist rampart of my forbidden paradise."God I'm gon na cum !"he grunted throwing his read/write head back and plunging deep. I felt his member throb and pulse then shoot muscular torrents of semen flooding into my bowel. He held still as the sensations of his orgasm ebbed then pulled his still dripping penis from my now gaping and deflowered bottom."Well kid, that's how it feels like to those cat 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 swell fuck !"He said enthusiastically. And we did. Over the succeeding few calendar month he fucked me in every location his cartridge holder showed and more. In meter I got a real job to save up for college and our docket no longer lined up. As metre passed I had sex with both men and adult female but to this day zero beats taking a big stopcock in the posterior and the turmoil of this first experience has never been equaled .