Date: Wed, 17 Dec 2003 11:22:02 -0000
From: Escribo <nigel@deauckland.fsnet.co.uk>
Subject: Paperboys Awakening    A/Y or Auth A/Y

THE PAPERBOY'S AWAKENING

by Escribo

I used to see him quite a lot. He delivered the papers morning and
evening. He must be maybe 14/15. You can't always tell at that age. I
saw him up close up most Saturdays when he knocked the door for the money
for my papers and magazines. Dark brown hair: he has a tan even in the
winter. Slim but so fit with him riding his bike all the time. Deep brown
eyes, soft like a deer's but you feel you could drown in them. Tiny
waist and neat slim but round arse; I'd love to get him in my bed.

He must be a mass of raging hormones as I had seen him looking at the
Sport (all tits and no news) and also various girlie magazines he
delivered. He used to hide up in various places on his round but as I'm
a great walker I used to see him when he had no idea. It was when I
caught him looking at my special magazine that I formed my plan. Being
gay I like gay magazines. The newsagent also likes them. I get some and
he gets others, then we swap. Mr Broughton (the news agent) and I knew
each other well, very well!!! He used to put his copy of EuroBoy in a
brown paper bag and get young Robert to deliver it to me with the papers.
As the bag was sealed he never knew what it was. Then I found the bag
torn open. It could have happened by accident as it came through the
letterbox. (This is England, and our papers are put through the letterbox
not thrown onto the step.) The next month I caught young Rob hiding in
some bushes looking at Euroboy. Although I couldn't see his groin he had
both hands in view, but he was definitely studying the pictures. That's
when I formed my plan. It dropped through the letterbox Friday evening
and I looked through it as soon as it arrived. The bag was torn open. The
pictures of all those cute guys did nothing to deaden my lust for Robert.
I had a wank thinking about my plan and let some of my cum splash over
the picture of a naked youth on a bed with his hard cock in his hand. Now
all I had to do was wait until Saturday!

Just before 1000 the doorbell sounded and I opened the door.

"Hi Mr ****** (don't expect me to give you my name do you?) It's $5.60
this week"

"Come inside Robert, I'll get the cash and I'd like a word with you."

I went away and came back with both cash and my copy of Euroboy.

"Robert I don't mind you opening my magazine even if it is sealed in a
bag. I don't mind you reading it. I do object to you getting your sperm
over the pages"

"What! I never did that, no way. What you saying?"

"Well Mr Broughton seals the magazine himself and puts it out for you to
deliver. Nobody else touches it but you and when I open it I find two
pages stuck together with what has to be cum. How do you explain that if
it was not you?"

"It wasn't me. I didn't cum over your magazine. I never would do
that"

"I notice you didn't deny opening the bag and looking at the magazine.
I will have to tell Mr Broughton about that and about the stuck pages,
and your parents. I will let them make up their minds what happened."

"You can't do that! It's not true, I never did that!"

"I wonder who they will believe, you or me? I think they will take my
word and the evidence rather than your denial under the circumstances"

"Please don't do it Mr **** please don't tell. I'll loose my round
and my parents will go ape at me. If my friends get to know I looked at a
gay mag the will diss me all the time. Please don't tell"

"You have ruined one of the best pictures in the magazine. If it could
be replaced then I would forget it, but I don't see how that can be
done"

"I'll buy you another magazine if you like"

"It's too late the edition has run out of print now. Mr Broughton sends
me his copy so by the time you deliver it the magazine is out of date. I
don't see how it can be replaced"

"There has to be some way, please"

"I can't think of how I could get a picture like that"

"What was it like?"

GOT HIM!

"It was of a young kid naked on a bed, but then you would know that
after what you did"

"I didn't do it. I don't remember a picture like that. Isn't there
anything I can do to stop you telling on me?"

"No I don't think so, well^Å. No I couldn't do that"

"What, what can I do?"

I was just thinking. You are a nice looking kid; maybe you could pose and
let me take one picture of you like that to replace it. No I couldn't do
that"

"No way!"

"No you're quite right, I should never have even thought it. Here is
the money for the papers. I better telephone Mr Broughton, bye Robert"

He turned, head down and walked out of the open front door. I walked to
the telephone and picked up the receiver and started to slowly dial.

"Just the one picture, that's all, nothing else; and then you won't
tell"

"Just one picture and nothing else and nothing you don't want me to do.
However you have to be really sure this is what you want to do"

"Just one picture that's all, just one and then it's all over"

"Just one picture to replace the one you ruined than it's all
forgotten"

"When?"

"Now?"

"What, oh, well, oh ok then, now"

"It has to be just like the one you ruined, you do understand that, and
you must really want to do this"

"Yeah ok"

His head hung and he knew he was beaten.

"You are sure you want to pose for this picture to replace the one you
ruined"

"Yeah ok! But I didn't ruin any pictures"

"Oh ok then; I think we had better forget this and I'll speak to Mr
Broughton and get him to talk to your parents. If you deny you did it
then it is unfair to ask you to replace it"

"NO!, I didn't ruin any picture but who is gonna believe me. I'll do
it"

"I think I better be sure. I want you to write `I want Mr ***** to take
a picture of me like the one in his magazine', then I can be sure it's
what you want to do"

"What? No way, I can't do that"

"That's what I thought and like I said I don't want you to do anything
you don't want to do. You go off home, or back to Mr Broughton, whatever
you do. You are right I never should have suggested you replacing the
picture you ruined. Go on, off you go, and thanks for the papers this
week"

I turned and lifted the telephone handset again. I started to dial.

"OK, I'll write it"

I gave Robert some paper and a pen from off the telephone table and he
wrote just what I had asked him to. He handed it to me.

"Can we get this over please?"

"My you are eager, ok, lets go upstairs"

"Upstairs?"

"Yes, the picture was taken on a bed and I don't have one down stairs"

"Oh, well yeah, ok then"

He followed me upstairs and into my spare bedroom. I have a thing about
not having casual sex in my own bed. I keep the spare room for that sort
of thing. It's specially done out with pictures of nude men, some of
them pornographic. I could see Roberts eyes opening wide as he looked
around the room.

"Right you get undressed and I will get my camera, it's digital so no
worries about anyone else seeing the picture I take"

"Undressed? You never said that"

"Well that was the picture you spoilt. Don't you remember?"

"No, I keep saying I never did it"

"Would you like to see the picture I am talking about if your memory is
so bad?"

"Yeah I better see it"

I showed him the picture of a naked teenager, looked about 16/17 but of
course he had to be 18 because of legal reasons. He was sitting on a bed,
laying back a bit against the bed head. One legs was bent at the knee and
he had his hard dick in his right hand obviously wanking himself. His
head was back and his mouth was open and you could just see his bum hole.

"Oh Christ!"

"If you want to back out then ok, like I said, nothing you don't want
to do. You may leave now if you want to"

"No I'll do it"

Slowly he stripped off. God he was beautiful. No body hair and hardly any
at his dick either. He wasn't hard but there were signs of some
thickening. He was slim but you could see the outline of all the muscles.
He was in no way a hunk but the faint definition of what would develop
was beautiful. His skin was well tanned but there was a striking white
area that emphasised his tiny round arse and his genital area. It was
fascinatingly small so I wondered what tiny pants he wore when he got
this tan!

"Oh Robert, you really are beautiful. In a way it's unfair asking you
to do this as you are much more stunning than the kid in the magazine"

"Yeah?"

He blushed and I could see he liked the compliment.

"Well better get you posed and ready and then we can get this over like
you want. I may have to touch you a couple of times. I hope you don't
object"

"Well, no, I suppose not"

"Right sit on the bed then, your back up near the bed head. Yes that's
it. Now bend your right leg at the knee and lay back a bit, very nice.
Just one more thing, we have to get you hard"

"What!"

Robert's eyes opened wide.

"Well that is how the kid is in the picture. Will you do it or would you
like me to do it for you?"

"No way, neither!"

"Ok, you better get dressed than and we will go back to the first plan.
Like I said nothing you don't want to happen"

His head dropped.

"Ok I'll do it"

Slowly he started to rub his beautiful dick. It was only about 2" long
but it showed signs of being respectable when fully hard. Funny at my age
men have large dicks that get a bit larger when the get erect. Boys have
small dicks that grow a huge amount as they harden. I wonder why this is.
Despite all his administrations not a lot was happening.

"Look you have to think sexy things at the same time. Think it is your
girlfriend do it and not you, or your mate, whatever. Think about your
girl giving you a blow job, you must know how good that feels"

"No I don't"

"You never had a blow job from your girl?"

I sat on the bed next to him.

"Don't stop, keep wanking your dick"

"Has anyone ever sucked you or touched you?"

"No way. I'm not like that"

I placed my hand on his part hard dick. He gasped and pulled his body
away a bit.

"Look at the ceiling, close your eyes and imagine things like you saw in
the Sport and the other girlie magazines you have looked at."

His dick thickened a bit more and he did just what I had suggested. I
dropped silently and quickly and swallowed his dick all the way into my
mouth. Once again he gasped and pulled away but he couldn't get away
from my hungry mouth. I sucked and he hardened quickly. The sounds he was
making told me how much he was enjoying this. I touched his pretty little
bum hole as I sucked him, holding hip hips to stop his very halfhearted
efforts at pulling away from me. When I felt he was fully hard and
totally aroused I stopped. I could sense his disappointment when I did.

"Right lets take that picture"

I could see the disappointment and confusion in his eyes.

"Come on wank yourself Robert, play with that cute little hard dick of
yours. It tasted so sweet in my mouth now want it boy, wank it!"

His confusion caused him to follow my instructions. I snapped away and
also took some video footage on my didgi camera.

"That's it, now touch your arse as you wank boy"

He was lost in the moment and I took more pictures of his beautifully
obscene pornographic conduct. I slipped my hand into my pocket and pulled
out a bottle of poppers. I took the top off, took my cock out of my pants
and let it hang free, and moved towards Robert. I got into a position so
that he had to smell the poppers and when I was sure they had taken
effect I gave him another instruction.

"Now wank me as well as yourself"

He was in such a daze he did it without any objection or hesitation.

"That's it, now more"

I pushed my dick close to his face. He was almost ready to shoot.

"Now suck me, put my cock in your mouth and suck me boy"

I pushed forward and pressed against his lips. His resistance slowly
vanished and he took the head of my cock in to his little mouth.

"Hey look at me Robert"

He looked up and I took the picture. Robert with a man's dick in his
mouth! Suddenly it dawned on him what he was doing and the look of horror
spread across his face. He pulled off me.

"Don't stop boy, I was enjoying that. Get your mouth over my dick
again"

"No I think I better go"

"OK Robert, do you want to take copies of these pictures with you for
your parents, or shall I drop them off myself"

"You wouldn't dare. Once my parents see you in them they will call the
police"

"I don't think they will see me will they. They will see you wanking
yourself on a bed, They will see you fingering your sweet little arse as
you wank your hard dick: and they will see you with a man's dick in your
mouth. My face is not in any of them is it?"

"Oh shit no!"

"Look you enjoyed what I did to you and you put my dick in your mouth
with no pressure from me. Let's finish this and then you can go. Unless
you want to go right away"

"No, you know I can't risk it. What do you want from me?"

"For you to enjoy yourself, now just sniff this bottle a few times and
relax."

As he sniffed the poppers I sucked him and fingered his tight little
arse. Before this day was out his cherry would be mine. The poppers hit
home and he relaxed and I could tell he was horny. I dropped my pants and
boxers and stood up.

"Suck me boy, suck me good"

He took my dick in his mouth and did what I had been doing to him. It
felt so good as his mouth was small and tight round my throbbing dick. I
stripped off my shirt as he swallowed as much of me as he could, so I was
naked like him. Then I shoved my length into his tight mouth and down his
throat. He gagged, his eyes bulged and he couldn't breathe. I pulled
back and he gasped air into his lungs: I shoved in again and he stopped
breathing. I did this over and over again and I knew I was not far off
shooting. I pulled out of his mouth and dropped to my knees. I sucked him
and fingered his bum. He was loving this and I told him to sniff the
poppers again. I moved my mouth to his arse and tongued him good, He was
moaning and writhing around the bed. I lifted his legs and got my tongues
as deep into him as I could. At the same time I wiped my own pre-cum
round my dick to get it as slippery as I could. I stood up, held his legs
and pushed the head of my dick against his tight arse hole.

"No please. No. Don't do that!"

I pushed, he resisted, I pushed harder and at the same time squeezed his
balls.

"You better sniff some more poppers Robert, big time, I'm going to have
you"

The pain of me squeezing his small hairless balls made him relax enough
for the head of my dick to open his sphincter. He screamed out and I held
the bottle under his nose one handed. He sniffed and gasped and sniffed
and gasped. As soon as I thought he was getting the full hit I pushed and
got a third of my dick into that beautiful round tight arse. His eyed
were bulging and he was crying and screaming. At the same time he was
sniffing the poppers like his life depended on it. I guess with the pain
he must be feeling it nearly did. I didn't care.

"Please stop, Jesus, please it hurts, oh Christ, no, stop!"

I pushed more into him until at last I was buried deep in his arse, my
balls against his bum. I was in heaven even if he was in hell. I started
to fuck him. He had gone sort, the pain probably. And I moved my dick
around. I saw his face suddenly look surprised and his dick jerked as I
found his prostate. I was real close so I started fucking him hard and
fast, hitting his spot as much as I could. His little dick grew and the
screams changed to squeals of erotic agony as his dick got harder and
harder and also leaked wetter and wetter.

"Stop please oh god oh jesus oh CHRIST AGGHHH"

He jerked and shot his cum up in the air and onto his face and chest. The
sight of his face in ecstasy, his cum shooting everywhere and the
tightening of his so tight arse round my dick was too much and I shot
spurt after spurt of my cum into his arse as he shot his own cum over his
body. He was gasping and his eyes were rolling and I could see he had
never had a feeling like it before. I had not had an orgasm like it for
months either. When we had finished I let my dick soften a bit and slowly
pulled out of him. I lay on the bed beside him. He had his eyes closed
and was breathing very deep and slow. After he had totally calmed down I
started to lick his cum from his body. He moaned, half asleep and his
dick rose. When his face and body were clean I sucked his dick and he
quickly gave me another load of sweet young boy cum, this time directly.

I let him rest and then suggested that he had been in my house for an
hour and it was getting late. I watched him get dressed.

"Are you ok Robert?"

"No my bum hurts like hell and I'm shagged and confused. Why did you do
that to me?"

"Because you are a beautiful boy and because I knew you needed it done
to you, even if you didn't realise it"

"Oh"

He finished getting dressed and we went downstairs. I reminded him about
my paper money and he picked it up from the phone table.

"You won't show those pictures to anybody will you, please?"

"Oh course not Robert. What happened today will always be our secret"

"Thanks Mr *****"

He walked to the front door and opened it"

"Will you invite me in again next Saturday when I collect the money"

"If that is what you want me to do, of course I will"

He smiled and stepped out the door, then he paused and turned.

"Does Mr Broughton like the same things as you?"

I had awoken a sleeping tiger in the boy, Robert and I would have some
great Saturdays, and maybe Sam Broughton too!


I trust you enjoyed reading this almost as much as I enjoyed the event.

Please let me know by E-mail to nigel@deauckland.fsnet.co.uk