Date: Thu, 11 Oct 2012 09:29:06 -0700
From: Charmer Foure <4asiancream@hotmail.com>
Subject: Skip the Blond Paperboy

Skip the Blond Paperboy.

By Kevin Printon.

This is a purely Fictional Story about two Adolescents having sex.  Nothing
in these stories, names places, people are true. No animals were involved
or injured during the creation of this story.

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He collected every two weeks.  I was still living at home, working part
time at the Hospital and going to Community College full time. I was in my
first year. Skip was our paperboy, he the younger brother of a girl I went
to High School with. She came from a big Irish family. She had transferred
to our school, Public School, from the Catholic HS she got kicked out
of. Something about grades and smoking.. She had pimples and ratty looking
hair, but that's another story.

Skip was this angelic slim, straw hair colored, blond, about 5'6- 5'7,
Catholic High School boy with freckles over the bridge of his nose, who
wore tight jeans, and used to float on to our porch, ring the bell and
stand there waiting for us to pay him every other Saturday.

 I think, I developed an immediate crush on him the first time he collected
for the newspaper one Saturday.  The bell rang; I rushed to answer the door
thinking it was someone I was waiting for. There stood baby blue eyed Skip
in his light blue jeans, all boy, gigantic paper bag slung over his right
shoulder, and ring of paper customers dangling off his wrist with a
noticeable slight bulge along his right leg.

"Hi, I am here to collect." He said shyly as I looked inquisitively at him.

Ah? How much..." I managed to stammer out...staring him in the eyes, trance
by his starling good looks. The wisps of blond hair sticking out from under
his baseball cap over his baby blue eyes and lush red kissable lips.

"Let's see... ah $3.50, Oh I am Skip, I took over from Bobby..."avoiding
eye contact.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out the five dollar bill I had been
saving for lunch and handed it to him. His eyes followed my hand into my
pocket and out.  Our eyes suddenly met and he gave me a big smile. I looked
down at his crotch and saw what looked like a tight roll of dines lodged in
his right pocket. It moved a little and I suddenly knew it wasn't what I
had first thought. I looked up into his eyes and smiled. He smiled back as
if to acknowledge my discovery.

 As he turned to leave I could not help but notice the tight melon shaped
buns which his ass cheeks made in the powder blue 501 jeans he wore off his
hips. Off the porch he bonded on to another customer. I stood there
watching him; he turned only once to look back as he rounded the corner.

I made it a point to be home and answer the door every time he collected.
This routine continued for several more weeks. The doorbell with ring, I'd
rush up and answer it. I would say hello to Skip, Skip watching my every
move and I eying the bulge which looked less and less like a tight roll of
dimes and more like a stiff circumcised boy dick in front of his tight
pants every time he came to collect. Sometimes I would find some lame
reason to stall him by asking a question about delivery or fake I couldn't
find change purposely fishing around in all of my pockets and watch his
eyes scanning my groin and darting back to my face.  Not a word was
uttered, only the business at hand; collection and payment. But I knew he
wanted it. Just too shy, and inexperienced, to ask for it! I'd turn and go
back inside, lusting over how sexual he seemed.

 As the weeks went by his sexual interest was reaching higher and higher
sexual tension. He became more and more obvious. I could swear he was
either going commando or had it out of his underwear, so rigidly along his
right leg that he seemed to have difficulty walking sometimes One day he
wore thinner jeans than usual, you actually could make out his circumcised
spearheaded dick if you looked carefully.

 I noticed too, that his eyes would drift down to my crotch. Wearing snug
gym shorts with no underwear, sometimes I'd actually be fully erect,
probably added to his fantasies.

I was home alone watching some stupid show on TV. The door bell rang and up
I bounded up to answer it, not even thinking.

It was Skip!

 I went to the door and there he was standing there waiting in his tight
jeans, baggy "T" shirt hanging off his slim frame with his empty paper bag
hanging off his left shoulder. He seemed nervous he was thrusting the bag
back and forth in a swinging motion sort of like you would make a "jerk
off" gesture.

I immediately looked him in the eyes; he stared back with a mischievous
smile. My eyes slowly drifted down to his crotch.  OMG!

I was shocked to see that the fly of his tight blue jeans was wide
open. Peeking out the edges was his blue and white striped boxer's fly and
along the side of the zipper of his jeans was what looked like a throbbing
roll of dimes. He must have noticed, since it was Fall and beginning to get
cold out.

"I am here for my tip!"

 He leaned in, and smiled while looking around.

My mouth went dry and I became speechless.

I looked down at his open fly and back up into his eyes.  I finally settled
on staring at his wonderfully open fly.

"You can reach in ... If you like...?" Skippy managed to stammer.

 He stared into my eyes and opened his mouth as if to say something, but
the words would not come out.  Those angelic eyes were pleading; he looked
into mine as he leaned into my doorway and shielded any sideward view with
his big paper bag. This must have been the bravest thing he had ever done
to date.

I leaned into him and slid one finger down his slim chest and slowly into
his warm waiting crotch. I pushed my lips on to his gently pushed my tongue
against them, meeting no resistance.  I closed my eyes because I knew
exactly where to go, having fantasized about playing with it for the past
three months.

He leaned into me further. "AH! " He let his breath out as if he had been
holding it.

Just inside the zipper , to the left of the open fly throbbed Skippy's
adolescent virgin boner, throbbing and producing more heat then you could
imagine.. I gently rubbed my finger against its' steel hard shaft and
around the blood engorged purple head, milked it a few times and took the
blonds' boner out into daylight... He jumped slightly as I pulled on it and
pulled Skippy closer to me.

He began to fondle my dick thru my gym shorts nervously at first not
knowing what to do with it at first but quickly gaining confidence and
interest in playing with it. I was bone hard in no time as he rapidly
pumped it as if it were his own.

Finally I saw his stiff swollen shaft and hanger balls, with his beautiful
wisps of curly dirty blond hair surrounding them. After all that
daydreaming, wet dreams and waking up beating off and whispering his name
were worth it..

I pulled him into the house, he quickly looked around. I said" Skip don't
worry no one's home..."

" I can't stay, just wanted you to feel me. That's all...". His voice
trailed off. He reached in and scooped my dick and balls out. "

Wow! What a nice Dick!" he said.

 With that I slid down to eye level with Skippy's boner.  It was ivory
white now turning bright red, the head had a pulse of its own as it
throbbed as I held it. The piss lips were opening and closing rapidly
showing Skip's impending orgasm. I held it poised at my lips admiring its
stiffness and beauty "Wow can I taste it?"

"Suuure he stammered." With that I lightly swirled my lips a couple of
times around the super sensitive head, then slipped it deeply into my hot
mouth. The spear headed, circumcised, dime thick shaft rolled smoothly into
my mouth... He let out a small gasp!

" O Mother of...Didn't know anything could feel so... good!  Oh God why did
I wait so..long...???"

I reached back and played my hand up and down the ass crack of his tight
jeans, giving special attention to his hole, " Ahhhh aahhh that feels
so...good!"


" l... Hmmm..." As I swirled my tongue around and around his sensitive cock
head again and.. in and out of the piss slit. He began to moan..

"Ohhh oohhh I am goin to cum...".He cooed as I slid his shaft quickly in
and out of my mouth...

 I gently fondled his blond hairy balls. Pumping his ass checks and pushing
his slim body back and forth against my face; his cock rapidly in and out
of my hot tight mouth.. I began to gently suck...harder and harder

"Ohhhhh..ooohh MY!  Ahhhh !"

He whispered as I quickly took my mouth off his throbbing dick...



"Ah... ahh ahhhh ahhh ???! How come you stopped...???? I was about to cum
in your mouth...!"  He shouted.. As a big ropey, thick slug of hot sticky,
pearl white cum ejaculated out of his throbbing swollen cock head zipped
past my face just missing my nose. Splat ...Splat ...Splat...Splat as six
more big loads ejaculated out of the adorable blond boys' sperming
dick. The sweet smell of Clorox laden boy sperm quickly filled the room.

"Well!  Skippy, I wanted you to cum again...  "



To Be Continued .. I think???

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