Date: Fri, 22 Apr 2016 20:06:47 +0000 (UTC)
From: Wolf Pomo <pomowolf74@yahoo.com>
Subject: Paper Route for Calvin (gay/adult youth, oral, anal, m/MM)

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explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their
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                   Paper Route for Calvin
                          By
                         Wolf

	When I was a boy of twelve I had a morning paper
route in Waterloo, Ontario Canada.  Waterloo is located
between Lake Ontario, Lake Erie and Lake Michigan.  Winters
are bitterly cold, with lots of snow, and we get more than our
fair share of rain.

	Delivering the morning paper was always a task
especially during the winters.  Many of my customers were
kind enough to give me generous gratuity when I collected
payment for their delivery, and even invited me in for hot
chocolate.  Some of the older patrons were lonely and love
company to talk to.

	One customer was a nice old widower, named Daniel,
that always answered the door in his bathrobe.  More than
once his robe would fall open reveling the fact that he was
naked and had a long cock dangling between his legs.  I
looked forward to seeing it when I knocked on his door.

	Christmas time he invited me in, because he had a gift
for me.  It was some homemade cookies.  He insisted that sit
and have tea with him.  I accepted not wanting to be rude,
and right away he asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

	I simply told him, "No."

	"Do you like girls?"

	"There okay I guess."

	"Do you like men?"

	I was not sure what he meant but I said, "Yes."

	"Do you fantasize about men?"

	I was getting turned on, "Yes."  I was beginning to
tremble a little because I knew what he was leading to.

	'How big is your cock?"

	"I'm not sure, I never measured it before."

	He pulled his robe aside and pulled his cock from
between his legs.  It was fully erect.  "Do you like my cock?"

	I nodded my head.

	"Would you like to touch it?"

	I simply reached over and took hold of the shaft.  I felt
it throb in my hand as it grew harder.  I jerked him off until he
actually squirted cum all over his naked thigh and some
flowed down his cock and over my fingers.  Then he offered
to jack me off.

	We opened up my pants and he pulled my cock out of
my pants and jacked me off.  He made sure that I came in his
hand.  He licked his palm clean afterwards.  I made sure his
house was the last one I visited after that.

	We jerked each other off for a few weeks before he
asked, "Would you like to suck my cock"

	I simply knelt between his legs and sucked his cock
until he gave me a taste of his cum.  He had me sit down
again so that he could suck me off too.  Oral sex became a
regular part of our dates.  A year later I met another man.

	He was a single father, and he asked me to babysit his
son and daughter.  I willingly agreed, and after a couple of
nights of babysitting, he drove me home.  On the way home
he pulled over and parked, and told me, "I liked you!  I
appreciate that you help me look after the children.  I want to
reward you in a special way."

	As soon as he placed his hand on my thigh I sprang a
boner that tented up my pants.  He leaned over and kissed
me on the mouth.  He unfastened my pants and pulled out
my cock.  He jerked me off until I was good and hard, before
he leaned over and suck me off.

	To show my appreciation I opened his pants and pulled
his cock out and sucked him off.  From that night on, he
always drove me home and parked so that we could suck
each other off.

	I became a regular cock hound.  One evening when my
parents were visiting friends I hopped on my bike and made a
beeline for Daniel's.  He was pleased to welcome me into his
home.  I could see the front of his pants tenting out as he led
me to the living room.

	"Did you come by to visit an old man, and make him
happy?"

	"Yes...my parents will not be home until almost
midnight."

	Daniel said, "If you really want me to make me happy I
think it is about time you let me take your cherry!"

	I had a good idea what he wanted to do, and the idea
of him sticking his cock in my ass both frightened and thrilled
me.  I was a little reluctant to agree to let him fuck me. e
unfastened my pants and pulled my tidy-whites down under
my balls.  He leaned over and started sucking my cock.  I felt
the stubble of his beard rubbing my tender skin.  I leaned
back to enjoy his giving me a blowjob.  It didn't take long
before I squirted cum into his mouth.  He sucked me dry,
before pulling my shoes, socks, pants, and my tidy-whites
free of my legs.  He pulled me to my feet and removed my
shirt.  As he led me to his bedroom, my clothes were left on
the living room floor.

	In his bedroom he placed me on the middle of his bed,
before going to his bathroom.  When he returned into the
bedroom he was totally naked, and he was carrying a plastic
bottle.  I learned that it was a lubricant called KY.  While he
was standing beside the bed he proudly applied a generous
amount of the liquid all over his cock.  When he mounted the
bed on his knees he lifted my slender legs up and lifted them
up and placed them on his shoulders.  With my butt elevated
he used his greasy finger up my ass.

	It was a cold shock when his finger entered my rectum,
but at the same time I sprang another boner.  I watched him
walk on his knees until his thighs were pressing the bottom of
my butt.  He used his right hand to aim the head of his cock at
my puckered asshole.  When he thrust his hips forward his
cock spread my asshole.  I cried out in pain, and begged him
to pull it out!

	He ignored my please, and simply told me to relax.  It
will get easier!  Eventually I felt the flesh of his body pressing
against my butt.  He paused to let me get used to the feeling,
and he took hold of my boner.  That distracted me.  I almost
forgot about the pain while he was jacking me off.  He started
fucking me at the same time he was jacking me off at the
same pace.  The only way I could tell that he had cum was the
expression on his face.  I also squirted a little more cum on
my chest.

	Daniel wiped the traces of cum off my hairless chest
with his hand and licked his hand clean.  When he pulled his
cock out of my ass I tried to squeeze my asshole shut, but the
pain quickly ended that attempt.  When he got off the bed I
could see my reflection in the mirrored closet doors.  My
asshole was spread open and the ring was swollen and red.
Daniel assured me, "It will take a little time, but it will relax an
d return to normal.  From now on it will be easier to take a
cock up your ass."

	I wasn't sure he was telling the truth, but there was
nothing I could do about it.  I lay there on his bed for a while
my asshole.  It still felt like my asshole was open, but I felt like
I better get dressed and go home.  I waddled back to the
living room to gather up my clothes and get dressed.

	Daniel stopped me at the door and kissed me.  "You
will feel better by morning, but your asshole will throb like
you miss having my cock in your ass.  When you're ready
come back for more.

	I almost couldn't stand sitting on the saddle of my bike
on the ride home.  I took a hot bath and soaked until the
water grew cold.  My ass was throbbing so much I was still
awake when my parents got home.  I pretended to be asleep
when they check on me.  My ass was still throbbing in the
morning.  I even check my asshole in the bathroom mirror.  It
had returned to its puckered state and the color was normal.
When I delivered the newspaper to his home he greeted me
and asked me if I felt better.  I smiled and assured him that I
was alright.  That day at school all I could think about was
Daniel's cock in my ass, just the same I was in no hurry to do
that again.

	I could think of nothing else.  It filled every waking
moment.  Three days later I couldn't resist visiting Daniel
again.  When I knocked on his door that evening, he greeted
me with a hug and a kiss.  I was the one to take him by the
hand and led him to the bedroom.  I started undressing him.

	He helped and then undressed me.  This time he
allowed me to fuck him first.  I fucked him the same way he
had done to me.  I even jacked him off.  It was amusing to see
him squirt cum all over his face.  Some even landed on his
hairy chest.  I rubbed it in with my hand.  When I finished
cumming in his asshole I pulled out, and looked at his asshole.
The hairs ringing his hole were wet and plastered against his
body.  It was a little enflamed and open to the same size as
my cock.  He didn't seem to mind.

	Daniel rolled me over onto my belly and pulled me up
to a kneeling position.  He said, "It's time you experienced
being fucked doggie style!"

	He greased me up and grabbed me by the hips and
fucked me.  This time it hurt a little, but I loved the feeling of
his cock in my ass.

	Daniel and I were lovers for several years.  I was never
going to be without a cock to suck or an asshole to fuck from
then on.


If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to
write about your introduction to the world of male sexuality,
please send your outline to pomowolf74@yahoo.com