Date: Fri, 13 Oct 2017 01:16:16 +0000 (UTC)
From: Justen Tymer <thetymer@yahoo.com>
Subject: Easy Paperboys - 1906

Easy Paperboys -- 1906

Authored by dickydoo

"EXTRA! EXTRA! Read all about it!" I yelled out on my corner as I held a
newspaper up and waved it. "Big news story! Get your paper now while they
last! Only 2 cents!" I quickly traded the paper for the pennies and dropped
them in my waist pouch. Little 13 yr. old Nicky would then take a paper off
the pile and hand me another. A regular production line!

Wow! I figured that this was gonna be the biggest thing in 1906!
"EARTHQUAKE IN SAN FRANCISO!" I yelled out again. I had taken a chance and
got 3 bundles, and boy, was I ever right as we were almost finished with
the last pile already! I felt pretty good having judged so well. And, I had
even raised the price from one to two cents half way through the first
bundle and they were still kept buying them! Only 3 assholes had complained
so I had quickly traded their single penny before anyone noticed.

"3OOO TO 500O PEOPLE HAVE DIED IN CALFORNIA QUAKE! Get your paper before we
run out! Only a few left!" I continued, and when I turned, holding the
paper up, I spotted Mr. Jackson, or Brucie, as he insisted I call him. He
was in his usual summer outfit, white suit, straw boater, pink ascot, waxed
moustache and white cane. A real poofer, but very lucrative. I reached past
Nicky and handed my paper to him, which he exchanged for two dollars!

Great! Normally he gives me a buck, but as I expected, he leaned in closer,
and softly said, "When you're done, Milty, c'mon over to my place and bring
Nicky and Jordy, K?" I nodded and whispered, "Certainly Brucie. Anything
else sir?" He looked around, "Yeah, and on your way past it, both of you
take a dip in the river and get `everything' nice and clean."

And he held his hand out again with a rolled up dollar this time and
nodded, turned around, nodded at Nicky, and walked away, bouncing lightly
on his feet, swinging his cane as he usually does. I unrolled the dollar,
saw the small bar of soap, and smiled as I rolled it back up.

Nicky looked up me with his cute smile, all excited, "That was Mr. Brucie
wasn't it?" I nodded and he pressed his crotch, "I thought so, but I
remember him best when we were all naked and I was looking at the trimmed
moustache at the bottom of his thick cock as I sucked his big knob! Are we
gonna get naked with him and his friends again? Maybe that big muscle guy
who likes to pose with a boner on while we suck him off?" He giggles, "His
muscles may be biggr'n yours but not his cock!"

Same ol' same ol'Nicky! So cute and horny! I flash back to that time with
Brucie sitting naked on the edge of his sofa chair, legs spread sucking off
Nicky whose standing between them.  He holds his little little ass and
loves the way li'le Nicky shudders and flops around squealing when he cumms
and the first couple times they were dry but this time he was a lot more
active! Brucie stuck his tongue out to show the results and Nicky quickly
rose and sucked the tongue! His freckled cheeks smiled and light blue eyes
aparkled in excitment as he knelt down, his bare ass on his heels and went
to work on Brucie's cock. And he did a good job as Brucie rolled his eyes
back and squeezed his little cocksucker's head of red curls when he bust
his nuts.

Since I didn't have to use the river anymore, I held the rolled dollar out
to him and nodded. He nodded back as he took it, squeezed it, then giggled
as he squeezed his crotch with his other hand, "Shit! I love having soap
when I'm having a bath in the river! I don't often have any." He dropped it
in the pocket of his knickerbockers, and looked up at me questioningly,
still squeezing himself. So I continued, "Yes, he does want the two of us
and Jordy after we're done, so we'll pick him up on our way to my place and
make sure you have a bath before because you know how Brucie likes us boys
to smell pretty when he plays with us naked."

Jordy was another friend that had a pretty good business shining shoes in
front of a ritzy hotel just about halfway between my corner and my
room. Paperboys and shoeshine boys were fair game at the turn of the
century because they were always visible for viewing on the corners or by
their stands in front of busy places. And a lot of them became astute
businessmen, like me, palming the pennies but bending for the bucks. So
bare with me and I'll fill you in on my development in what could be
considered one one of the earliest professions, somewhat like Cleopatra?

 I had become a lead paperboy when I was only 16. And I had started back at
this corner when I was only 13 like Nicky and had learned the ropes quite
well from its owner Andy, who was 15 at the time. Since we paperboys make
the most money on our `side' business on our backs, then visibility and
traffic, `location, location', as they call it, is critical. So I was lucky
to have gotten this very lucrative corner in the busy Castro district now,
with all its flamers and femmies, from its previous owner, Andy.  He was my
teacher, mentor, pimp and a great fuck, and when he moved in with a client,
he passed it on to me for a fair price too.

It all was the result actually of a clumsy but fortunate accident when I
bumped into him when he was 14 while he was holding a paper up on his
corner. He turned, angry with a fist up, and started, "WHAT THE FU..." then
stopped. He looked me over up and down then... smiled? I lived in a pretty
rough neighbourhood so I expected the worst so I certainly wasn't familiar
with this sudden change in attitude.

"Oh I'm sorry young boy, and what's your name?" I was still shaking a bit
as he looked me over again, "Ahhh... Milton, sir! But my friends call me
Milty, sir."

I was puzzled when he relaxed his fist and put his open hand out? I
hesitated, but then I took it and he gave me a shake! "Well Milty I'm Andy
and pleased to meet you!" An older boy being nice to me? And using `Milty'
the name my friend's use? His grip was firm and warm and he held on as he
looked at the paper in his other hand, "And since this is my last paper..."
he let go of my hand and handed the paper to a surprised passerby, "...now
let me treat you to a bite for getting angry at you. You hungry?"

I was taken aback at his offer, but hungry? 13? Fuck yeah! I was born
hungry! I smiled as I nodded. And calling me Milty again! As he arranged
his little wagon, I had to admire his outfit. This area is high end with
its modern buildings and people dressed real fancy, unlike my dumpy
area. And his outfit was that of a young sailor boy that I'd seen in recent
pictures! Little Lord Fauntleroy? But me? I had a shaggy tunic top that had
a couple patches and my nickers had the bottom of one leg above the knee
and the other below. They were a couple sizes too big with a rope for a
belt. My ragged shoes had pieces of cardboard in them because of the
holes. Stylish? Not.

He finished up and smiled at me, "Did anyone ever tell you that you are
really cu... I mean handsome?" I blushed and looked down, shyly kicking at
the ground, "Well sort of... at the foundling house where I stay, some boys
have said that."

His brow rose, "You're an orphan?"

I shrugged, "Well apparently I guess, as I was left on the step when I was
real young."

"No probs. But hey, I'm all sweaty now, so you up for a bath too after we
chow out?"

Fuck, I'd never had a `bath' before, we just swam in the river, once a week
maybe. I tried to suppress my excitement so I wouldn't look too `trashy'
and paused, "Well sure, sounds great!" but he grinned at my casual `oh
sure' look.

We headed out and I pulled the cart for him, envious now of his greased
hair parted down the middle whereas mine was the usual bowl cut.

And he seemed to know a lot of the men we passed, smiling and nodding at
them as they nodded back and some even smiled at me! We finally stopped in
front of a cart hawker. The vendor smiled at him and when he looked at me,
nodded as he raised a brow? The he kept it raised as he looked back at
Andy, who nodded back? Strange, but he was my new friend.

When I looked over the food that I'd never tasted or nor even knew, my
mouth sure started to water like it always did from the smell when I passed
by. Andy chuckled slightly when he realized my plight and saved face for
me, "Oh Milty, you've likely never tasted this food before as it is so very
unique... so how be I choose for you as I know it quite well?"

Whew! I nodded so he asked the vendor to load up two of his biggest plates
and started telling him which things to put on them, then handed me
one. The vendor and I were both surprised at the amount he asked to load
them with. When it came time to pay, the vendor said, "No, just pay for the
one. Your friend looks young so can likely eat a lot, especially if he's
gonna work his ass of for you. It's also my treat as an investment because
of possible future business." He chuckled, "And as I used to say when I was
young, `I could also eat the asshole out of a skunk and used the shit for
toothpaste'!"

They both broke up and although I didn't have a fucking clue what they were
talking about, I joined in the laughter. I was starting to really like my
new friend, my first real one so far! And, I could hardly wait to mow out
on the grub that smells so great and then... have a bath! Yes, a real bath!

It wasn't long before we reached a building and went down the steps and in
through the door! Jeez, this was one of the newer high buildings still in
this ritzy part of town! It was a really big room too. A small and wide
window high up at street level, an electric lamp was on a small table with
2 chairs, a portable potty pan in the corner. A big steel tank was up high
with a pipe coming down and splitting over to a tap over a bowl on a table
with two chairs and over to the tap above a big steel tub! Wow! He lit the
gas burner under it as I looked over at the big bed with a mattress stuffed
with what looks like straw and could sleep two! I had heard about this type
of a mattress and looks a lot better'n boards with a blanket for sure.

Oh, and there was one of those new glass mirrors on the ceiling over the
bed and one on the wall! We were side by side and when I looked at it, OMG
what complete difference between us, the young tramp and the pretty older
navy boy. I was quite embarrassed.

He saw my look and put his arm over my shoulder, "Don't you fret Milty
bud. We're going to change all that, trust me!" and when his arm hugged me
slightly, it made me shiver because I'd never had anyone do that to me
before.

"Well we best pig out before the food gets too cold!" he said and had me
sit at the table. And I'd never tasted anything like it before! I don't
have a clue what it was, he said lobster, pork and special bread and
stuff. Shit, bread's what I lived on most of the time, the old stuff that
bakers tossed out back.

I ate faster than him and realized it when I wiped my plate with a bun and
started eating it when he was only half done. I looked down, "Sorry I was
so fast Andy my best friend, I was... kinda hungry." He chuckled and pushed
his half-finished plate over, "Don't be little buddy. I knew you would be,
that's why I got two. Finish this one too. By the way, what did you have so
far today, an old half a loaf of bread?"

I paused, my jaw dropping down with a large pasty just about in my mouth,
and he laughed, "Been there done that! Yes, that was me back then too, so
let's see if we can get you up to speed to where I am now!" I wasn't sure
about what he meant a lot of the times when he spoke, but I lo... liked him
so much now. My first best friend now!

We, I mean I, finished, and he got up and put the plates in a dishpan on a
side table, then touched the side of the tank, turned a valve and the warm
water started running out the tap into the tub! He smiled at me. "Well
Milty my new friend, time to start your change!"

Man I was so excited about having my first bath, and in hot water, and with
a new friend! But I was a bit hesitant at the same time too. When I got
older, the boys started laughing and pointing at me when I got naked with
them to go swimming. So I started turning away, strip, then cover myself
with a hand and run in to join them.

But I wanted a hot bath so much, and he was a new, best friend, I hoped,
and wouldn't laugh like the others did at little Owen at the centre. So I
started to quickly strip. He had only started undoing his shirt when I had
pulled my tunic top off. I turned, undid the rope in my shorts, dropped
them, stepped out of them and turned back with my hand over my junk. He
only had his shirt off! He slid the suspenders off his shoulders as he
stared down at my crossed hands then smiled, "Don't be shy Milty, we're
both boys and size doesn't count!"

I stumbled a bit..."I...I'm not shy Andy, I swim naked with the other boys
all the time... it's just that... well, the boys giggle at my cock when
they first see it, that`s all, and it's a bit of a habit and...I didn't
want to... like upset you as my best friend." And I took my hands away.

He didn't giggle, in fact his eyes widened as his jaw dropped a bit. Darn
it. But when he detected the disappointment on my face, he smiled, "Fuck no
Milty! No no. I'm not disappointed at all, I thought you meant because it
was too small! But Christ I'm just fucking jealous of that... that
beautiful hunk of swinging boymeat! A real money maker!" Then he stepped
out of his navy shorts, put his hands behind his head, shook his hips at
me, making his bare `hunk' flip up at me. "Tradesies? I won't laugh, wanna
shake on it?"

Boy was I ever relieved and I giggled now as he stepped up to me with his
open hand down. I smiled and said, "Deal!" But as I reached down to shake
it, his hand went past it and he wrapped his fist around my fucking cock!
Wow, he's so fun! So I happily reached over and wrapped my fingers around
his, my first time for a mancock! Well, an older than me cock. He had a
bush, bigger balls but his cock wasn't as long as mine. I shivered at his
touch and when he pulled on mine, I returned the favour, a couple times
too! I don't now why I felt like I did feeling this cock muscle in my fist,
so different from any other muscle like a hand, or a part like a wrist?
Lol. I was so glad his was swelling like mine too. No longer embarrassed,
but... proud?

I couldn't help it either when my mind flashed back to that first time when
my young friend little Owen did it. He was young and the others' teased him
because of his stutter his first day. I could identify with him as I was a
loner too, so he was so happy when I told him he could sleep with me.

We were given night robes to sleep in but they didn't have one for him. He
was so excited for his first night sleeping with me, he quickly stripped
and jumped onto the bed naked and patted the bed beside him. I turned away
as usual, stripped and pulled my robe over me and when I turned back I
could see by his disappointed look that he felt left out and covered
himself. I didn't want him to feel let down again, so I pulled my robe off
and he quickly looked me over and uncovered himself, just a bit curious but
seemingly unimpressed with my flopper.

I smiled and when I lay down on my back beside him, my hands behind my
head, he got all excited and rolled his naked body over against my side,
put a leg over mine, dropped his head my chest, and hugged me. I could feel
his body shaking slightly and could see the back of his head doing likewise
as he sobbed softly, running his hand slowly over my chest.

After a bit, I felt him relax and saw his head slowly rise off my tummy,
then I felt his fingers trace down my lower tummy till they reached the
bottom of my dick. When he pinched it in his fingers, it started to get
hard, so he lifted his head more and pinched harder.

He moved his leg off mine and rose up sitting and looked back at me, a
questioning look on his face. Boy oh boy, it felt so good to have another
boy's fingers play with my dink finally, that I nodded. I looked down over
stomach and it saw it quickly go hard on his fingers. He got really serious
now and rose up, sat his bare ass on his heels beside my hips and stroked
it, giggling at my knob popping in and out the skin! He then wrapped both
fists around it and pumped away, his needle dick flickering away.

I nervously looked around and was satisfied no one was watching, they were
all busy doing their nightly rituals after prayers, wanking each other or
taking turns tossing an older newbie older boy to see how far he can spurt.

So Owen and I became quite close as we copied the other boys and he loved
holding mine up with both little hands wrapped around it like it was a
torch, wanking it and would giggle when the liquid `flames' burst out. I
held that little needle dick of his with my thumb and three fingers,
chuckling at the way he bounced around on the other end, squealing as he
spurt air. And when he finally gagged on his first cumming we celebrated
our first taste of his.

My mind slowly drifted back and I focused on... Andy! Holy Fuck! I looked
down at what had made my mind drift and, ah... yes! Our fisted cocks! He
opened his fist, leaving mine lying on his palm, watching it thicken. So I
did the same to his and it started to not only thicken but rise off my
palm.

"Jesus! Your fuckin' cock is already longer and you're not even 14 yet and
I'm 19! Christ, it's as long as my fucking foot! Just imagine me holding it
up by the heel and sucking the big toe!" When we let go of them, mine just
stayed horizontal, trembling, but his flipped up fluttering. He fondled his
balls and reached down and did mine at the same time, a bag in each hand
then smiled as he nodded at me? I blipped my response, making him chuckle.

"Well Milty my pretty boy, let's climb into the tub, I wanna give your
naked body a good cleaning while I enjoy it and before we enjoy a good
desert." Desert in the tub? Wow!

I turned and when I grabbed the edge and lifted my leg up to swing over, he
said, "Whoa! Stop and don't move!" My heart sank as I lowered my foot down
on the edge. I felt his hand slide up and down my bare ass cheek then his
finger press on my bumhole! I tightened it and he chuckled, "My, those
cheeks come together to make quite an asshole of themselves. Quite the
'welcoming' pair if I may say so! A buck's a buck too!"

I wasn't too sure of all his language, but sure was sure loving his `hands
on' learning approach. After soaking and getting comfortable as new friends
for a while, he smiled, "K Milty time to give you a good `shine'!" He rose
up on his knees and waved me up on mine. I stood and stared down at our
cocks floating onthe water.

He took a pitcher off the ledge, scooped water up, had me bend my head
down, poured the water on it and proceeded to wash my hair with soap! His
tender fingers felt so good as he continued down on my face and all over my
chest, then had me stand. I did and was no longer shy about my long cock
dangling down because he liked it so much.

The water was running off it and it started to harden when he lifted it and
when he peeled back to uncover the knob it made me shudder when he soaped
it, then the shaft and balls. He had me squat to `rinse' them off and rise
back up. It was bobbing before his eyes and he chuckled as he leaned in,
grasped it, bent it down and smacked it across a cheek then acrost his
other! He laughed, "Fucking thing is giving me a `hard' time!" I joined him
laughing. Then he was even funnier when he grabbed it with both hands, and
he gritted his teeth as he pretended that it was making his hands move back
and forth "I'm gonna choke the shit out of the fucking thing, or whatever
else is in it!"

He pretended he had taken control of it, "There bitch! I'm gonna eat you
for that!" I doubled over on him when he dragged his tongue up it and
sucked the knob! Then he continued to suck/slide halfway down my throbbing
shaft a half dozen times. His cheeks pulsed each time, giving me shivers
and when the huge shudders started I tossed my head back and let the
biggest mother fuckin' load of cock spew I ever had down his throat! Shit!
Owen and I had copied the other boys sucking , but it wasn't the same with
our inexperience and his small lips.

He swallowed as he wiped his lips, "Shit, are you ever gonna be in demand
with that innocent and cute face of yours, with those big pink dimples when
you smile. But even more with those just half dozen kiddy curlies above
your mouth watering huge length of hard teen boycock! And with the size of
your cock spit that sure caught me offgaurd, we may need a warrning sign on
those curlies, `Beware of cumm spurt! Suck at your own risk!"

I had a bit of an idea what he was talking about, but then he told me to
stand facing away from him, spread my feet and bend over? He squeezed my
wet buns, then put his thumbs on each side of my bumhole and spread them?
Wow, he put his face between then and pressed his tongue against it, making
me tighten it. Then he ran a fingertip around it and when he pushed, I
tightened, then, realizing he must like doing it, I relaxed and let it
in. Not bad. Then he rocked it back and forth in it and I
kinda... like...maybe enjoyed it?

He finished and when I rose and turned to him, he was already standing,
grinning as he pulled on his boner, "Well? How'd you like the lesson?" He
musta read my mind because I looked down at my wilted dick with water
running down off it and a stringer of spunk stretching down from my skin
pucker and looked up at him, nodding, "Fuckin awesome! Can I review it on
you now and see how you do, or I do?"

He nodded so I went down on him for my first full big cock blowjob. And I
became hooked by the feel of big balls in my hand, of a swollen knob on my
tongue with the thick hard muscle pulsing between my boy lips as it
squeezes between them... then the finale of a knee bending gag, a
contracting bag, a pulsing cock and a hot spiral of cumm rope streaming
into the back of my throat! Familiar? He said, "If you have a job you like,
you will never work another day of your life." And boy was he dead on,
`cause I never did work from that day on!



So... that was my induction into the trade, a trade I never tire of as some
others do in their `professions'. And which I `keep up' religiously by not
only constant `practice and exercise' on my knees, but taking the time to
train `neophytes'. I share their joy when they lazily look down into my
eyes as I pull my lops off their `trainers' or pat their bobbing bowl cuts
as they practice their tight boy lips on my cock. I warn then to be careful
swallowing if someone pump cumm down their vigin tongues like me. Of course
when they practice on my size cock even if we are sitting around naked and
it's soft. So they are good on a customer's because most are not as
big. Ah... consummation!

Now, back to my tale... li'le Nicky's skipping beside me, humming to
himself as he pulls my empty cart. He sees Jordy sitting beside his empty
stand and waves. Jordy quickly gets up and breaks out into a broad grin
when he sees the two of us together and waves his hand as he drops the
other down and presses his crotch.

Nicky giggled, "Oh and I forgot to tell you about Jordy. He said his 14
yr. old neighbour Tim came over with his sister Wendy and her friend Julie
who said she didn't believe people sucked cocks even when Wendy told her
she had watched Jordy suck off Tim. So Tim dropped his shorts and Jordy
knelt down and played with his balls as he sucked him up hard then took him
right off! He got up, stuck his tongue out showing the girls the proof on
it! He said that a few days later his sister's friend sucked her boyfriend
off so they were pretty happy!"

I chuckle as he starts skipping along pulling the cart and looks up at me,
"I'm really hoping to see Jordy's bare ass pinching as he fucks an old
guy's face again! Oh, and I've got another couple paperboys who work
`delivery' up in that ritzy area and bend for a buck and do some neat new
things for the Nancies and Flamers."

Whoa! Expand my selection! Nicky's always thinking of me, increasing my
paperboy squad and it'll be good to see his bare ass on his heels at work
again...


Ty


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