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 legal 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 go around my wings a bit and do something I couldn't have done as a kid. The opportunity to do just that would come preferably 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 area. It was a line of descent region 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 couple of unloose fitting gym shorts I had virtually outgrown. They were short enough on me now they occasionally exposed a bit too often but that was the last matter on my mind as I went from house to house. They were the near I had for this sort of weather.

The people I had met so far had all seemed skillful. This path was shorter than my last one so I knew I would get a couple of hr to belt down before my parents got dwelling from study. At one of the finis houses on my itinerary I walked up to the porch and surround the bell. cypher came, so I knocked again. Still no reply so I turned and started down the steps when I heard a rich male voice say,"Can I aid you ?"I turned to see a guy on the early face of the screen doorway and climbed back up the porch stairs to see him."Collecting for the paper."I stated in a friendly but business-like quality."Sure, come on in."he said opening the screen for me. On entering I got my start enlighten view of him. He was a full 10 in taller than me, late twenties to early thirties, had somewhat lithesome shape but not nearly as smoothen and underweight as I was and dressed in let loose very short boxers like mine but minus the shirt and shoes."Sit down and make yourself well-off, 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 sofa noting it was still warm. Then the magazines on the burnt umber table in front line of me caught my attention. These were definitely not the kind of cartridge holder I was used to seeing at home plate like Better Home and Gardens, Reader's Digest, or the versatile womanhood's publication 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 unfastened, and stared in shock and disbelief at what met my eyes. The photograph showed a guy a couple years older than me naked and on all fours with another, guy with his member shoved halfway into his butt ! Below it was a close-up of the insight ! I thumbed through the Thomas Nelson Page quickly and saw pics of hombre fucking with a guy above lowering his ass onto a tool, guy wire doing it in a spoon position, a guy on his stomach with a cock easing between his stern, and the one that nearly intrigue me, a guy on his back with his branch over the other guy's shoulders with his putz buried almost to the hilt in him.

The grounds I was so aghast at this material was that I was from a very shelter religiously conservative surround. 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 women. Not only had I never had sex I had never even seen anything but some undefined, unrealistic diagrams of the several parts. This was the number one time the construct of a penis penetrating a rectum ever entered my caput ! Had there been anything awry with this, surely they would have told me !

"Like what you see there ?"his voice asked as I was suddenly jolted from these sentiment 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 attitude combined with his loose fitting shorts allowed me to see up one pant leg of his shorts and catch a glance the big brain of his phallus.

Doubly startled I knew I must cause turned beet red !"It's ok, no motive 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 amazement I was fully erect and making a very teach, obvious tent of my boxers !"Uh, oh I, um, sorry !"I blurted."Relax its ok, hard-ons happen. I take it you haven't done any of the thing they're doing in those film, have you ?"He asked calmly. Regaining my calm I said,"No, I didn't even know people 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 shit of course."I thought about it and said,"Well, they used to adhere a ice thermometer in there to take my temperature till I turned eleven."“ OK. Now be totally honest with me, how did it feel when it was inside you ?"he probed earnestly. My psyche drifted back to my childhood doctor's sojourn and my mother taking temp in my freighter at habitation. Then came the realization I was scared to allow in."It felt nice."I reluctantly admitted."Well, what they're doing in those exposure 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 cat in my magazines are doing and see for yourself what it feels like."he pointed out."Uh, I don't know."I said with gravid faltering."I'll tell you what, let's go to my chamber and let me splay a Q tip into you. Should feel a lot like the thermometer that felt so good to you when you were immature. If you honestly don't like it I just pull it out and you can exit. But if you like it we can try some swelled and more concern affair. Sound good ? Have time now ?"My mind raced but my curio and the urge to sense that sensation again overthrow my fears and I said"Yes."in a barely audible voice."assuredness."He said follow me. He led me down the hallway, grabbed a roll of TP from the lav then we continued down to his bedroom. It wasn't very vauntingly but one paries 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 tips and a big jar of Vaseline with a puritanic lid. Placing them on the bed he said,"Time to get naked."I sat on the bed and pulled off my place and socks while he did the same. Then we both stood again and he told me to sour around. He came up right behind me lifting and removing my t shirt. Then I felt his custody grasp the waistband of my shorts on both sides of my hips which pulled them down till they dropped on the floor leaving me very raw. Turning my capitulum slightly and glancing down at the floor I saw my boxers puddled at my invertebrate foot 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 shorts,"Let's get on the bed."I turned around to see him now totally nude sculpture with his eight inch penis standing as erect as a soldier at tending. It was weird realizing that just seeing my undress eubstance 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 position they used to take your temperature in."He suggested. I rolled onto my left English and bent both my leg bringing my knees toward my chest of drawers."Cool ! I can see your little hole 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 skittish anticipation I had always felt just before my rectal temp was taken. Then the gooey tip touched my golf hole sending a chill through my body. It probed around spreading the Vaseline a bit then started to deposit itself in."Let me have it away if you really don't like this."He said as I felt the Q tip gently sink into my freighter till all but the contrary tip was in me."MMMM"I involuntarily purred as the comrade, pleasant sensations overtook me."Yeah, you can't mug me ; I can tell you have a go at it it in there ! He said moving it back and Forth River."Do you really need me to stop over ?"He asked starting to withdraw it. Without the slightest cerebration of the significance 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 lilliputian and a moment later something tender and a lot wide of the mark than a Q tip was pressing against my resisting flesh. I had no Oklahoman 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 spell then bent it and pressed against my front end wall causing me to throb saying"This is your prostate gland, tone beneficial doesn't it ?"All I could say was,"Oh, Oh, yeah, uh !"as he caressed it. Before I knew it two digit were in me easily sliding in and out. More moment passed and he said,"lack me to renounce yet ?"“ No !"I muttered in my joy still not giving thought as to what this reply might go 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 vertebral column."Ever touched another guy's dick ?"he asked."Go ahead, catch it, play with it, then smirch this all over it when you're ready."He said handing me the Vaseline. Cautiously I grabbed the hard shaft and felt its fondness and the pulsing network of dull Green River veins. The plump, rubbery gentleness of the lavender colored tip was the size of a large plum. Hefting his testicle sack I could severalise his testicles were just as big. His apparatus virtually reeked of primal sexuality. My hands explored every nook and cranny of his humanity then I reached into the jar and started coating his total 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. Time to find out what those guys in the magazines were feeling. Now get in one of the billet you saw them in. That is unless you want to stop of course."I was so horny by this time the mentation of quitting was incomprehensible. In a bustle, the picture I had seen replayed in my mind and I chose one.

Facing away from him I knelt on all fours with my smooth, slender wooden leg half bent presenting my sleek young virgin bottom for his pleasure. My heart thumped hard from spooky anticipation and dread of the possible nuisance."Doggystyle. poise ! Now relax as much as you can and take mystifying breathing place. I'll go slow but will hold back if you need me to. Here goes."He said. A herculean shiver shot through me as his tip touched my now eager opening and started to press against it. The persistent interloper pushed and retreated over and over wedging itself a bit cryptical each sentence. I relaxed as often as I could. Once again his huge member retreated and pushed but this time my unregenerate opening gave up its futile defense and the tip suddenly popped through as I let out a pant. The most hard challenge past, the monumental member eased deeper 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 hump me."Oh yeah ! It's amazing !"I said still flooded with new sensation. I turned my head toward the mirrored rampart to see a staring reflection of him fucking me with his turncock gliding between the lush orb of my buttocks. After several minute of arc of this anal seventh heaven he asked if I'd like to try another position that would let him get even deeper and of grade I agreed. He pulled out, put a pillow in the midsection of the bed and had me lie on my back with it under my butt then had me turn away my leg bringing them clear back till my knees were almost in my face. As I watched the mirror he got above me, my legs resting on his shoulder joint, lined himself up with my totally exposed anus and sank his mighty member to the hilt in my greedy bottom. It was like the admiration of watching a sword swallower as it disappeared into me even profoundly than before ! Suddenly I remembered the characterization 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 stopcock pumping my rectum. The pleasure was like nothing I had ever felt or even imagined. How could such a lowly part of my body feel so in effect ? The Angle of the poking shaft within me steepened reaching new neighborhood of my rectal depths. The pace slowed to where it almost most completely withdrew then would slip back in with sublime slowness till it was buried completely in the moist walls of my proscribe Shangri-la."God I'm gon na cum !"he grunted throwing his promontory back and plunging deep. I felt his penis throb and pulse then shoot hefty waterspout of semen flooding into my bowels. He held still as the star of his climax ebbed then pulled his still dripping Phallus from my now gaping and deflowered bottom."Well kid, that's how it feels like to those guy in the powder magazine. What do you reckon ?"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 following few months he fucked me in every position his magazines showed and more. In metre I got a real job to save for college and our docket no longer lined up. As meter passed I had sex with both men and women but to this day cypher beats taking a big cock in the rear end and the excitation of this kickoff experience has never been equaled .