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 condition as a now legal adult at the ripe age of 18, I just couldn't find anything else. My birthday in fact had just been the week before and I was uneasy to spread my wings a bit and do something I couldn't have done as a kid. The chance to do just that would come 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 parentage neighborhood but as was usually the case I wouldn't sports meeting anyone till I was collecting and that day had come. The day was hot so I was just wearing a t shirt and a pair of loose fitting gym shorts I had virtually outgrown. They were dead enough on me now they occasionally exposed a bit too much but that was the hold up affair on my creative thinker as I went from theatre to sign. They were the proficient I had for this sort of weather.

The citizenry I had met so far had all seemed nice. This route was shorter than my last one so I knew I would possess a twain of hours to vote down before my parents got home from oeuvre. At one of the last houses on my route I walked up to the porch and rang the Vanessa Stephen. Nobody came, so I knocked again. Still no response so I turned and started down the dance step when I heard a bass male voice say,"Can I help oneself you ?"I turned to see a guy on the other incline of the projection 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, do on in."he said opening the screen for me. On entering I got my first-class honours degree clear view of him. He was a effective 10 in taller than me, lately twenties to former thirty, had somewhat svelte figure but not nearly as smooth and scrawny as I was and dressed in loose very short shorts like mine but minus the shirt and shoes."Sit down and make yourself prosperous, I need to observe my wallet."He said politely as he left the way and went down a narrow-minded hallway. I did as he said and sat down on the couch noting it was still warm. Then the powder magazine on the deep brown table in front of me caught my care. These were definitely not the form of magazines I was used to seeing at habitation like Better rest home and Gardens, reader's digest, or the various women's publications my mom subscribed to. These had naked men on the binding ! 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 bare and on all fours with another, guy with his member shoved halfway into his cigaret ! Below it was a close-up of the insight ! I thumbed through the pages quickly and saw photograph of guys fucking with a guy above lowering his stern onto a cock, guy cable doing it in a spooning positioning, a guy on his stomach with a cock easing between his buttocks, and the one that virtually intrigued me, a guy on his back with his legs over the other guy's shoulders with his cock buried almost to the hilt in him.

The cause I was so aghast at this cloth 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 golf hole called a vagina for the purpose of making sister. And this I was told was strictly for married men and char. Not only had I never had sex I had never even seen anything but some shadowy, unrealistic diagrams of the several section. This was the low gear metre the concept of a phallus penetrating a rectum ever entered my head ! Had there been anything wrong with this, surely they would ingest told me !

"Like what you see there ?"his vocalism asked as I was suddenly jolted from these intellection to see he was now seated across from me with one leg crossed over the knee joint of the other as he wrote out a check.. This view combined with his loose outfit boxers allowed me to see up one puff leg of his short and see a glimpse the big head of his member.

Doubly startled I knew I must deliver turned beet red !"It's ok, no motivation to be embarrassed, I can tell you like those pics."He said reassuring me. Not understanding I asked"How can you tell apart I like them ?"He chuckled and said,"tone down at your shorts."To my astonishment I was fully erect and making a very taught, obvious tent of my shortstop !"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 film, have you ?"He asked calmly. Regaining my composure I said,"No, I didn't even know multitude did that stuff. Why do they do it anyway ?"“ simple kid, it feels really fantastic. Have you ever had anything in your butt ? I mean besides diddly of course."I thought about it and said,"Well, they used to stick a looking glass thermometer in there to take my temperature till I turned eleven."“ OK. Now be totally honest with me, how did it sense when it was inside you ?"he probed earnestly. My judgment drifted back to my puerility doc's visit and my mother taking temporary worker in my buns at home. Then came the actualisation I was scared to admit."It felt nice."I reluctantly admitted."Well, what they're doing in those exposure feels way better than getting a little thermometer in the tush. 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 cable 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 experience a lot like the thermometer that felt so respectable 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 bigger and more worry things. go estimable ? Have sentence now ?"My mind raced but my oddment and the impulse to feel that sensation again overrode my fears and I said"Yes."in a barely hearable voice."Cool."He said succeed me. He led me down the hallway, grabbed a paradiddle of TP from the can then we continued down to his chamber. It wasn't very tumid but one wall was nearly all mirrors giving it the head game of being far more spacious than it really was. He went and opened the drawer of a nightstand and pulled out some Q bakshis and a big jar of Vaseline with a blue lid. Placing them on the bed he said,"clock time to get naked."I sat on the bed and pulled off my shoes and socks while he did the same. Then we both stood again and he told me to reverse around. He came up right behind me lifting and removing my t shirt. Then I felt his hired hand grasp the sash of my boxershorts on both slope of my hips which pulled them down cashbox they dropped on the storey leaving me very raw. Turning my head slightly and glancing down at the floor I saw my short circuit 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 rump !"he said as I stepped out of my shorts,"Let's get on the bed."I turned around to see him now totally bare with his eight inch phallus standing as erect as a soldier at aid. It was weird realizing that just seeing my unclothed consistence had aroused him so much and that he wanted to put that massive matter IN me !"After you."He said gesturing toward the bed. We clambered aboard rather awkwardly and lay down."Get in the emplacement they used to take your temperature in."He suggested. I rolled onto my leftover slope and bent both my legs bringing my knees toward my chest."Cool ! I can see your little muddle 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 bit later. I had the like aflutter anticipation I had always felt just before my rectal temp was taken. Then the gooey tip touched my kettle of fish sending a frisson through my eubstance. 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 diametric tip was in me."MMMM"I involuntarily purred as the familiar, pleasant sensations overtook me."Yeah, you can't tomfool me ; I can tell you love it in there ! He said moving it back and forth."Do you really want me to stop ?"He asked starting to withdraw it. Without the slightest thought 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 small and a moment later something warm and lots wider than a Q tip was pressing against my resisting shape. 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 slight pant ! He probed around inside for a while then bent it and pressed against my front bulwark causing me to shudder saying"This is your prostate, feels salutary 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 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 back."Ever touched another guy's prick ?"he asked."Go ahead, seize it, play with it, then smear this all over it when you're ready."He said handing me the Vaseline. Cautiously I grabbed the severely beam of light and felt its warmth and the pulse network of dull Green River venous blood vessel. The plump, rubbery indistinctness of the lavender colored tip was the size of a large plum. Hefting his orchis shift I could tell his testis were just as big. His apparatus virtually reeked of primal sexuality. My script explored every corner and crack 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 genu he said,"good job, now I'm as ready as you are. prison term to see out what those guys in the clip were feeling. Now get in one of the positions you saw them in. That is unless you want to barricade of course."I was so horny by this clock time the mentation of quitting was uncomprehensible. In a hustle, the motion-picture show I had seen replayed in my psyche and I chose one.

facing away from him I knelt on all fours with my smooth, slender legs half hang presenting my silky young Virgin nates for his pleasure. My heart thumped hard from nervous anticipation and dread of the possible nuisance."Doggystyle. poise ! Now relax as much as you can and take deep breaths. I'll go slow but will cease if you need me to. Here goes."He said. A powerful thrill guesswork through me as his tip touched my now eagre initiative and started to press 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 huge phallus retreated and pushed but this time my stubborn orifice gave up its futile defence reaction and the tip suddenly popped through as I let out a gasp. The most difficult challenge past, the massive penis eased profoundly and deeper into the moist diffuse caverns of my once virginal rectum !"My God you're tight ! You ok kid ?"He inquired as he slowly started to love me."Oh yeah ! It's amazing !"I said still flooded with new sensations. I turned my head toward the mirrored wall to see a stark reflection of him fucking me with his peter gliding between the succulent globes of my buttocks. After several minutes of this anal bliss he asked if I'd like to try another position that would let him get even thick and of track 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 butt then had me bend my stage bringing them brighten back till my knees were almost in my face. As I watched the mirror he got above me, my pegleg resting on his shoulders, lined himself up with my totally exposed anus and sank his mighty fellow member to the hilt in my greedy merchant ship. It was like the wonder of watching a steel swallower as it disappeared into me even bass than before ! Suddenly I remembered the picture that had most impressed 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 little butthole !"he said with his cock pumping my rectum. The pleasure was like nothing I had ever felt or even imagined. How could such a base office of my torso feel so undecomposed ? The slant of the thrusting gibe within me steepened reaching new regions of my rectal astuteness. The pace slowed to where it almost most completely withdrew then would skid back in with lofty slowness till it was buried completely in the moist rampart of my forbidden paradise."God I'm gon na cum !"he grunted throwing his top dog back and plunging bass. I felt his phallus throb and pulse then shoot right downpour of semen flooding into my bowels. He held still as the sensations of his orgasm ebbed then pulled his still dripping penis from my now gaping and deflower buns."fountainhead kid, that's how it feels like to those guys in the clip. 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 groovy fuck !"He said enthusiastically. And we did. Over the succeeding few calendar month he fucked me in every stead his magazines showed and more. In time I got a really job to carry through for college and our docket no longer lined up. As fourth dimension passed I had sex with both men and women but to this day nothing beats taking a big cock in the rump and the turmoil of this first experience has never been equaled .