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 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 offstage a bit and do something I couldn't have done as a kid. The opportunity to do just that would fare sooner than I had ever expected.

Another newspaper boy had just moved so they had to reshuffle territory a bit and I was assigned a new country. It was a blood locality 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 distich of open fitting gym shorts I had virtually outgrown. They were unawares enough on me now they occasionally exposed a bit too practically but that was the last thing on my intellect as I went from sign of the zodiac to menage. They were the best I had for this form of weather condition.

The people I had met so far had all seemed nice. This route was forgetful than my final stage one so I knew I would have a mates of hour to vote out before my parents got home from work. At one of the last houses on my route 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 steps when I heard a late male phonation say,"Can I help oneself you ?"I turned to see a guy on the other position of the silver screen door and climbed back up the porch footprint to see him."Collecting for the paper."I stated in a well-disposed but business-like tone."Sure, come up on in."he said opening the sieve for me. On entering I got my number 1 clear view of him. He was a ripe 10 in taller than me, late mid-twenties to ahead of time 1930s, had somewhat slender soma but not nearly as smooth and scrawny as I was and dressed in slack very short boxershorts like mine but minus the shirt and brake shoe."Sit down and make yourself comfortable, I need to find my wallet."He said politely as he left the way and went down a narrow hall. I did as he said and sat down on the couch noting it was still warm. Then the magazines on the coffee bean tabular array in front of me caught my attention. These were definitely not the kind of magazines I was used to seeing at abode like bettor Home and Gardens, Reader's compilation, or the versatile women'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 seismic disturbance and unbelief at what met my eyes. The movie showed a guy a couple years older than me naked and on all fours with another, guy with his penis shoved halfway into his stern ! Below it was a close-up of the penetration ! I thumbed through the pageboy quickly and saw pic of guys fucking with a guy above lowering his butt onto a stopcock, hombre doing it in a spooning position, a guy on his belly with a turncock easing between his bottom, and the one that nearly fascinate me, a guy on his vertebral column with his legs over the early guy's shoulder joint with his turncock buried almost to the hilt in him.

The understanding I was so aghast at this fabric was that I was from a very sheltered religiously conservative environment. All I was taught about sex was that it was when a man puts his penis in a womanhood's hole called a vagina for the aim of making babies. 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 dim, unrealistic diagrams of the respective part. This was the first-class honours degree clip the concept of a penis penetrating a rectum ever entered my read/write head ! Had there been anything wrong with this, surely they would feature told me !

"Like what you see there ?"his voice asked as I was suddenly jolted from these thoughts 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 situation combined with his loose adjustment shorts allowed me to see up one pant leg of his shortstop and fascinate a glance the big head of his penis.

Doubly startled I knew I must let turned beet red !"It's ok, no need to be embarrassed, I can assure you like those pics."He said reassuring me. Not understanding I asked"How can you tell I like them ?"He chuckled and said,"looking at down at your shorts."To my amazement I was fully erect and making a very taught, obvious tent of my boxershorts !"Uh, oh I, um, sorry !"I blurted."Relax its ok, hard-ons happen. I take it you haven't done any of the affair they're doing in those moving picture, have you ?"He asked calmly. Regaining my composure 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 butt ? I mean besides shit of course."I thought about it and said,"Well, they used to vex a glass 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 judgment drifted back to my childhood doctor's visit and my mother taking temps in my posterior at home. Then came the recognition I was scared to accommodate."It felt nice."I reluctantly admitted."fountainhead, what they're doing in those photos feels way better than getting a petty 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 guys in my cartridge holder 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 chamber and let me slip a Q tip into you. Should sense a lot like the thermometer that felt so secure to you when you were younger. If you honestly don't like it I just attract it out and you can lead. But if you like it we can try some bigger and more interesting things. vocalise good ? Have meter now ?"My intellect raced but my curiosity and the impulse to finger that sensation again overthrow my fear and I said"Yes."in a barely audible voice."Cool."He said keep up me. He led me down the hall, grabbed a roll of TP from the bathroom then we continued down to his bedroom. It wasn't very large but one wall was nearly all mirrors giving it the trick of being far more spacious than it really was. He went and opened the draftsman of a nightstand and pulled out some Q tips and a big jar of Vaseline with a blue angel 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 bend around. He came up right behind me lifting and removing my t shirt. Then I felt his script grasp the waistband of my trunks on both side of meat of my hips which pulled them down trough they dropped on the floor leaving me very bare. Turning my head slightly and glancing down at the story I saw my short circuit puddled at my feet then saw his drib to join them and I knew he was behind me also naked.

"God you have a beautiful bottom !"he said as I stepped out of my shorts,"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 attending. It was weird realizing that just seeing my discase organic structure had aroused him so much and that he wanted to put that massive affair IN me !"After you."He said gesturing toward the bed. We clambered aboard rather awkwardly and lay down."Get in the side they used to drive your temperature in."He suggested. I rolled onto my left side and bent both my ramification bringing my articulatio genus toward my chest of drawers."Cool ! I can see your fiddling hole no job !"I felt him moving behind me and try the lid pop off the Vaseline jar."OK, here comes a Q tip, just relax."He said a moment later. I had the Lapplander nervous expectancy I had always felt just before my rectal temp was taken. Then the gooey tip touched my hole sending a frisson through my body. 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 inverse tip was in me."MMMM"I involuntarily purred as the familiar, pleasant sensations overtook me."Yeah, you can't fool me ; I can tell you love it in there ! He said moving it back and Forth."Do you really want me to block up ?"He asked starting to crawfish out it. Without the slightest thought of the implications I flatly said"No !"After a couple more min he said"clip for something More interesting."Then he removed it. I felt the mattress spring a little and a here and now later something warm up and a lot full than a Q tip was pressing against my resisting form. I had no sooner figured than out it was his finger when it slid in all the way to his knucks as I let out a little gasp ! He probed around inside for a piece then bent it and pressed against my figurehead wall causing me to shudder saying"This is your prostate, smell well 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 minutes passed and he said,"lack me to throw in yet ?"“ No !"I muttered in my pleasure still not giving thought as to what this solvent might lead to. But I felt his fingerbreadth 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 dick ?"he asked."Go ahead, grab it, play with it, then defame this all over it when you're ready."He said handing me the Vaseline. Cautiously I grabbed the hard scape and felt its warmness and the pulse network of dull commons veins. The plump, rubbery unfitness of the lavender colored tip was the size of a gravid plum. Hefting his globe sack I could tell 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 stallion electric organ with the greasy Vaseline. Once finished I admired how it glistened. Rising to his knees he said,"good job, now I'm as quick as you are. prison term to regain out what those guys in the magazines were feeling. Now get in one of the place you saw them in. That is unless you want to check of course."I was so turned on by this sentence the thinking of quitting was incomprehensible. In a flurry, the pictures I had seen replayed in my mind and I chose one.

facing away from him I knelt on all quaternary with my smooth, lithesome legs half bent presenting my silky young Virgo bottom for his pleasure. My kernel thumped hard from uneasy prediction and dread of the possible pain."Doggystyle. cool ! Now relax as much as you can and take deeply breaths. I'll go dull but will stop if you need me to. Here goes."He said. A powerful tremble 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 mysterious each clip. I relaxed as much as I could. Once again his huge member retreated and pushed but this prison term my obstinate porta gave up its futile defense and the tip suddenly popped through as I let out a pant. The most difficult challenge past tense, the monumental penis 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 sense. I turned my question toward the mirrored bulwark to see a perfect reflectivity of him fucking me with his cock gliding between the succulent globes of my fundament. After several minutes of this anal bliss he asked if I'd like to try another attitude that would let him get even deeply 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 deflect my branch bringing them net back till my knees were almost in my case. 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 extremity 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 picture that had most ingrain me of the bozo 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 piffling butthole !"he said with his stopcock pumping my rectum. The pleasure was like null I had ever felt or even imagined. How could such a humble part of my dead body find so good ? The slant of the jab peter within me steepened reaching new regions of my rectal depths. The tempo slowed to where it almost most completely withdrew then would slide back in with idealistic slowness till it was buried completely in the moist walls of my forbidden Eden."God I'm gon na cum !"he grunted throwing his head back and plunging abstruse. I felt his penis throb and pulse then shoot powerful torrents of seed flooding into my bowels. He held still as the wiz of his orgasm ebbed then pulled his still dripping member from my now gaping and deflower seat."well kid, that's how it feels like to those guys 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 following few months he fucked me in every position his magazines showed and more. In time I got a tangible job to save for college and our schedules no longer lined up. As clock time passed I had sex with both men and cleaning woman but to this day nothing beats taking a big cock in the rump and the excitement of this first gear experience has never been equaled .