I had a afternoon paper route (SF Examiner) when I was a very young man, before I had drivers license which should give you a ballpark at what age we're talking. I deliverd to 4 twelve story apartment buildings, all of them identical. I was quite efficient at jamming a newspaper in the elevator door and made my deliveries starting at the top floor and working my way down. There were two elevators so I rarely had any trouble from the tenants. Except one....
I was well into my second tower when this man of about 40 or so came from the stairwell and was walking briskly towards me and shoued "hey you!". He was pissed waiting for an elevator and finally gave up. He accused me of tieing up the elevator which I denied of course until he pointed at the paper I had wedged in the elevator door......busted! There was dead silence as he stared me down. He then grabbed my arm and started walking me to his apartment telling me that he was going to call the paper and complain. Back then 1970 it was no big deal for an adult to do something like that. So now we are in his apartment and he's ready to call and I asked him if he relly had to. I was sorry and I won't do that again. He took a deep breath and sighed and relaxed his shoulders. I could tell he changed his mind.
He said he wouldn't complain. He just had a bad day and he was mad. He even apologized and asked me if I was scared. I said no but I have to go finish my papers. He told me to comeback after my route. He wanted to apologize properly. I didn't know what that meant and I just wanted to get out of there. As I continued with my route I started thinking that maybe he meant money. Yep he was gonna give me money for scaring me. I convinced myself of it.
I went back after I had finished and the man opened his door in his robe. He smiled and asked me in. He told me his name was John and asked me if I was curious about his apology. I felt a little funny he was in his robe and I just nodded my head. He said we had to go to his room so I reluctantly followed him to his room. He told me to sit at the edge of the bed and close my eyes. I was thinking this is getting weird but I was definitely feeling warm inside. I closed my eyes and then he told me to open them.
He was standing two feet in front of me completely naked. My eyes bulged out, I couldn't believe what was happening. I wanted to run out of there but I wanted to stay as well. John said he'd like to suck my dick and then asked if I have ever had someone suck it before. I shook my head no but couldn't speak. All I could do was stare at his dick. I was very very nervous but I wanted this. So John said he'd like to take my pants off. I did not stop him. As he was removing my pants he told me that I am going to feel better than I ever have. My pants were off and my cock was at full attention. John said I would enjoy it more if I was fully naked. I threw my t-shirt off in 2 seconds.
I was lying naked on this guys bed with a pulsating hard on that he was about to suck on. Is this real? John climbed on the bed and as he was on all fours he started sucking my dick. It felt so good. Better than any of those times in the bathroom when I jerked myself. It felt so good but unfortuntely I couldn't control myself and I came in about 30 seconds! He still sucked and sucked as my cock stayed hard. I was in love with this feeling. This sex was the greatest thing going I kept thinking. John begun to massage me all over. It felt good but I liked the stimulation of his hand or his mouth on my cock. That's all I really wanted but he strattled up to my head and he was kneeling before me as I had a bottom view of his giant adult cock. I was so fascinated by it that I began touching it and then grabbing and pulling on it. Soon John told me he would like me to suck it. I hesitated a little not even knowing if I could and I was reluctant because I wasn't sure if I wanted the cream to come out in my mouth but he lowered that boom where I really had no choice. My teeth and inexperience must have made for a poor BJ but before I knew it his load was jetting into my mouth. I definitely enjoyed that he was getting off on me.
He told me to go spit it out if I wanted and that he didn't expect me to swallow. I ran to the bathroom and spit it out in his sink. I looked in the mirror and saw one happy guy let me tell you. All the possibilities were entering my mind like doing this with friends either guys or girls.
I walked back in the room and I was sobered up a little and started feeling shy now. John asked me if I enjoyed myself and I shook my head, smiled and said "YES!" quite emphatically. He said we didn't have to be done if I didn't want to leave yet. John pointed at me dick and said you are still hard enough for something really special. He had me lay down on my back as he was fidgeting with something on his end table. He rubbed something around his crotch and climbed back on top of me. He positioned his butt over my dick and the next thing I knew was that my cock was inside his ass. What a sensation this was. He had me pull his cock while he moved himself up and down on my cock. He then worked his way off and positioned us to where we were standing but leaned over on his bed. He grabbed my cock from behind and guided me back in. My instincts took over as I was thrusting my hips hard into him and within a few minutes I shot my second load inside him. He was grroaning and calling me his new stud.
I looked at the time and I had been there over an hour. I told John I really had to be going. He told me he was home everyday at this time and I should feel free to come by any day.
I did.
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