Date: Wed, 13 Feb 2002 02:47:28 -0600
From: mhofkid@hotmail.com
Subject: The Paper Route

The Paper Route
by: MHofKid (MHofKid@hotmail.com)

The following story may contain graphic descriptions of sexual activity
between minor boys.  Please consult your local laws before continuing.
Otherwise, enjoy!

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I started my paper route when I was twelve, just a skinny, brown-haired
Midwestern boy.  My route consisted of delivering the paper to around 50
houses in my neighborhood.  Deliveries were made as fast as my bike could
carry me from house to house.  At least that's how it was when I started...
Little did I know who I would meet on my route.

At school, I found my favorite class was quickly becoming gym.  Although we
didn't take showers, I found it an opportunity to glance at my classmates
and imagine what was tucked underneath their underwear.  Some wore boxers,
others like me wore regular old Fruit of the Looms.  However, one afternoon,
something caught my eye.  They were bright red, and I instantly wanted a
pair.  Carefully making sure no one was looking at me, I took up a position
to tie my shoes that would give me a direct line of sight across the
lockerroom to where he was changing.  My eyes devoured the red cotton as it
hugged his cute ass.  I wondered what it would feel like to caress that
cotton and slowly slip it off.  The creature in my shorts that had been
strongly influencing my life for the last few months began to rise to
attention.  As he turned to put his shorts on I was given a full profile
view of his underwear.  I involuntarily licked my lips and then worked on my
shoe for a second, just in case.  Quickly checking for eyes on me, my gaze
returned to this
beautiful red underwear just a few feet away.  He had his shorts at his
knees, quickly moving upward, so I only had a moment to memorize the scene
in front of me.  By now my penis had risen to its full 3 inches.  I'm sure
it would have been obscenely obvious with the somewhat tight shorts I was
wearing.  Thankfully, I pulled my t-shirt down to cover it up and walked
quickly to the bathroom.

Quickly checking that there was no one else in the bathroom, I stepped up to
the urinal and pulled the front of my shorts and underwear down.  Indeed, my
cock was standing at attention.  However, I knew coach would be expecting us
out in the gym shortly, and I wasn't about to be caught in the bathroom
playing with myself.  That would definitely have been social suicide for a
7th grader.  So, I pushed hard trying to pee, and eventually the erection
subsided and I started to pee.  Just then I heard coach come in the
lockerroom.  He yelled at another kid, Chris, to get out and get ready for
volleyball.  I was washing my hands when he came in the bathroom.

`Get the hell out there!' he yelled at me.  I hurriedly dried my hands and
sprinted out to the gym.  Thankfully I was nowhere near the boy with the red
underwear (His name was Matt).  Plus, I was concentrating on not looking
stupid when the volleyball came near me.

After that incident, I desperately wanted a pair of bikini underwear for my
own.  I just imagined how sexy I'd feel in them.  I was also coming to the
conclusion that I was much more interested in seeing boys naked than seeing
girls naked.  I guess I'm gay, I thought.  However, I really wasn't very
keen on the idea of telling this to everyone, or even anyone actually.  I
often slept naked, enjoying the feel of the sheets on my skin, and I must
have gone through several boxes of Kleenex - cleaning up after thinking
about Matt in that bikini underwear.

As I turned 13, I actually got up enough courage to go to the store after
school and shop for sexy underwear.  I picked up some red bikinis, blue
bikinis, and a gray string bikini.  Man, did my eyes light up when I saw the
string bikini.  Paying for them with paper route
money, I rushed home to try them on.

Getting past my parents and my two younger brothers unnoticed, I raced up to
my room and locked the door.  Standing in front of the mirror, I tore my
clothes off.  Ripping open the first box, I slid the string bikini on.  The
feeling of air rushing along my naked thighs was awesome.  My penis rose
quickly to its now 4 inches.  It strained against the cotton, letting my few
brown hairs peek out from underneath.  The friction was making me squirm on
my bed.  I could take it no longer, I slid them down and began stroking my
throbbing cock.  My hips began pumping and my legs spread wide, I started
panting
heavily.  I thrashed about wildly as I got close.  Finally squeezing my eyes
shut, I let go with a moan.  I felt drops of cum hit me on my chest three
times.  I then laid there and relaxed, sleepily.  A minute or two later, I
reached over for the Kleenex and cleaned up.  `Wow, that was a good one!' I
thought.

I unpacked the rest and put two underneath the pile of socks in my dresser.
I kept the string bikinis on and slipped my shorts on over them and got the
papers ready to deliver.  Over the previous couple months, it was seeming
that the boys on my paper route were tempting me left and right.  First it
was Randy, a 12-year old with straight brown hair and a great smile, out
mowing his lawn without a shirt on.  His chest glistening in the sun was
enough to give me a hard-on by itself.  I made an excuse to go talk to him,
just so I could get closer.  Then there was Philip, a tanned, black-haired
boy who I ran into just after he was running through the sprinklers.  He was
12 as well.  He started stretching right in front of me, revealing his
hairless armpits and smooth, muscular legs.  It was getting hard to contain
myself!  There was also Mike, who just kept happening to change when I'd
walk by his window along the alley.  He was only 10, but yet I still longed
to see what was hidden underneath his underwear.

However, it was the summer after I turned 14 that my paper route really
became interesting.  That's when Jamie moved to town.  He first saw me while
I was out shooting a basketball in front of my house.  He introduced himself
and said he had just moved from Michigan.  I found out he was only a couple
months younger than me, so we became pretty good friends right away.  We
played one-on-one basketball for hours on
end.  I was happy he wasn't ashamed of his body, because he rarely wore
shirts that summer.  He was just a couple inches shorter than me, and I was
5'1".  He had pretty short brown hair, brown eyes, and a great chest that I
could stare at for hours.  I think he beat me at hoops a few times just
because his body would distract me.

Thankfully his parents subscribed to the paper, so I got to deliver to his
house every day.  I would look forward to his house every time I did the
route.  Jamie had this habit that I loved.  Every Saturday morning, when I'd
be delivering papers, I'd stop in to say Hi to him and his family.  The
first Saturday when I stopped in Jamie was sitting on the couch in his
living room.  He had a blanket over him, but his upper chest was exposed,
showing me he had no shirt on.  Well, he decided that he wanted to change
the channel.  The remote control was on the other side of the room.  When he
got up to get the remote, the
blanket fell away, revealing some gorgeous blue bikini underwear.  My jaw
dropped and I couldn't look away.  I was able to see the outline of his soft
penis and as he bent down to pick up the remote, his butt was pressed
tightly against the fabric.  It didn't look like cotton, because it was
shiny.  Whatever it was, I loved it.  I couldn't bring myself to leave their
house on Saturday mornings, and I had to change the order I delivered papers
so people wouldn't complain.

Over the four months after I met Jamie, we became great friends and started
spending the night at each other's houses.  We played video, board and
computer games, joked around a lot, played pranks on our brothers, and
explored the forested area around the neighborhood.  Unfortunately, I never
could bring myself to act on any of the feelings
that I had for Jamie.  I was afraid to lose him as a friend.

One night in August, my world changed again...  It was a typical sleepover
at his house.  I booted Jamie's brother out of his bedroom.  He could sleep
on the couch in front of the TV, so he didn't really complain once we told
him that.  It was incredibly hot outside when we came in after basketball.
We both took showers, but unfortunately not at the same time, though.  After
I dried off, I slipped on my red underwear, some basketball shorts, and
headed toward the bedroom.  As I entered his room, Jamie was pulling up his
black basketball shorts.  The odd thing was I got a glimpse of his naked ass
- he wasn't wearing underwear!  I just pretended to not notice and threw my
dirty stuff on the floor by Jamie's brother's bed.  However, I knew what I
had seen and my heart started to beat faster.  Somehow I kept myself from
getting hard as I laid down on the bed.  We flipped the lights out and
started to watch some horror movie.  Unfortunately, I fell asleep during
the movie, and don't remember what it was about.

I thought I was dreaming.  Actually, I was dreaming, dreaming of my
lockerroom before gym class.  Except, everyone was wearing really skimpy
loincloths that barely covered their cocks.  We all marched toward the
showers, I guess they were making us take showers today (Thanks Coach).  We
removed our loincloths and stepped under the water
jets.  I noticed everyone around me was getting hard, and so was I.  I
reached for the nearest boy, who was Jamie, but before my fingers reached
his smooth back I was startled by a squeak.

Trying to gather my senses, I listened intently for more sound.  Nothing...
I now knew I was at Jamie's, but couldn't hear anything.  I slowly opened my
eyes.  There was Jamie, standing at the foot of my bed, perfectly still, but
naked and sporting a hard-on!  My jaw dropped, and I said `Jamie?  What are
you doing?'

He immediately sprinted to his bed and pulled on his shorts.  I rolled over
to get up, when I noticed my penis was poking through the bikini underwear
and it was wet.  `Was Jamie just sucking me?' I thought to myself.

`Jamie, what was just going on?' I said.

In a pleading, shaky voice he said `Please don't tell anyone.  Please!  I
don't want to be killed at school!'  Then saying `I'm sorry, Mark,
please...' before starting to cry and throwing his head on his pillow.

I was in absolute shock.  He WAS sucking me.  I quickly ran to his bed and
sat next to him.  Placing my hands on his back, I whispered shhh's to him
while I gently moved my hands up and down his back.  When he stopped
sobbing, he looked up at me.  I smiled down and said `Jamie, if only I had
known.  I wanted to do that to you since the first Saturday I saw you in
your underwear.'

`Really?' he said.

`I'm just glad you had the guts to try it.'  I replied `because I never
would have.  I was afraid you wouldn't be my friend anymore.'

He reached up and hugged me tight.  I hugged back, glad I finally had
someone I could tell, too.

`Do you want me to do it again?' He asked, still nervous.

I smiled and replied by pulling him up to stand next to me, then slowly
sinking to my knees while rubbing my hands down his chest.  He began to
breathe heavier as my hands roamed his smooth stomach.  His hard-on was
obvious, tenting out his basketball shorts.  I slipped my hands inside the
waistband and slowly lowered them down.  I licked my lips in anticipation
while Jamie sucked in his breath.  Then there it was, a beautiful 5 inch
hardon, just inches from my face.  It was sticking up toward his belly
button, seeming to defy gravity.  Then I decided to go for it and I wrapped
my lips around it.  I sucked on the head of his cock really hard, and Jamie
responded by moaning and falling back onto his bed.  I guess I did something
right...

By this time my cock was pushing hard against the fabric of my underwear.
My basketball shorts were tenting out obviously.  Jamie slowly rose off the
bed and reached for the waistband of my shorts.  I smiled and moaned as he
began to lower them.

Then we were naked together for the first time.  Our hands roamed each
other's body.  I couldn't get enough of his smooth ass.  We eventually
positioned ourselves so we could get at each other's cock.  The next few
minutes were total ecstasy as my cock felt harder than ever before.
Everything felt so good.  Suddenly, I felt myself cumming as Jamie's cock
began to pulse.  Moments later, Jamie filled my mouth with his cum.

We then moved close to each other on the bed.  The next thing I remember is
the light shining in through the window and onto Jamie's naked chest.  I
awoke right next to him in his bed, naked as well.  I rolled over to wake
him up, but that's another story.

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