Perverts 'R' Us

Paper Boy

By Albino1976 ( M/b, 1st, oral, pedo )

Please remember that all my stories are all made up, just fantasy, nothing more.

Hello, my name is Tyler, but all my friends call me Tye for sort. I am 12 years old and I am a paperboy. It's a job I wanted at first because I loved the idea of have money to spend on toys and other stuff boys like that they really don't need. I also like the money because my best friends Dad will buy me cigarettes. Yeah I know 12 years old and already smokes - big deal, just about kid my age smokes. It's just the thing to do.

I am so glad its summer vacation, I hate school, the only good thing about school to be is Gym class, and that's because I get to see the other boys in my class naked.

It's around 6:15am and since I am used to being up so early for school, it's really not a big deal for me. I dread this job more and more each day, Tired of having all the old heads call my house wondering where there morning paper is, but it gives me spending money and it will work for now.

I get ready to go take a shower, Mom is already at work by this time, and so I take off my boxers and walk to the bathroom naked. This is very normal for me to do, since I don't have to worry about Mom seeing my dick. Plus gives me a chance to rub one off before my paper route.

I get in the shower and start washing, I make sure that my dick is extra clean, if ya know what I mean. It's time for me to deliver my papers and this happened to be the week for collections as well.

For about a week, my friend Zach is on vacation with his family, so I was taking his route for a week as well as my own to make some extra money. I get out of the shower and get dressed and head out the door and collect the papers that are always on my front porch.

I start off and I get quite a few houses done. It was taking longer than I thought, but I knew I was almost at the end.

I knocked on a door to ask the guy for his money for the month of papers, and when this half-dressed guy opened the door, he looks really familiar to me, and I wasn't quite sure from where. He had the same I-know-that-guy-from-somewhere look on his face.

He asked me where Zach (his usual delivery boy) was. I filled him in on what was going on, thanked him for the money and moved on, but while I was walking down the sidewalk, I realized whom he was.

I had seen him in the showers at the local YMCA locker room after I got out of the pool from swimming. He was the first naked adult male I'd seen and I remember not being able to take my eyes off of his huge soft penis.

My father, before he walked out on my mom 2 years ago, had been very strict with me, telling me we must always remain humble, always turn your back when you're changing, and never look at other naked men or women, it's a sin.

I remember him being the only guy in the showers, and I stared especially at his cock for what seemed hours, and he seemed happy enough to show it off. Somewhat in a trance, I don't think I ever even blinked, looked at the guy's face who had this huge smile on his face, and I got nervous and got dressed and walked home since I only live a block from the Y.

I started to blush as I started to walk home from my paper route. I started to get these really weird feelings, but really wanted to go back to his house again, I decided not to, but knew I had to see this guy naked again somehow. I looked at the sheet of the customer's names and got his first name (Dan).

The next week, as I walked to his front door, I decided to knock on the door, and hand the guy his paper personally. So, I hesitantly knocked, and the door opened slightly, and the guy popped his head out, and asked what I wanted.

"I have your paper for you and....that...I...um.... really needed to use the bathroom."

"You can come in but I am not really dressed."

I said that I didn't care.

I quickly glanced at him to make sure it was the same guy I had seen at the Y, and yes, he was standing there in his boxer shorts, directing me to the bathroom. I was sweating like crazy in the bathroom, wondering how I could ask him if I could see his penis again, but I didn't know how.

I came out of the bathroom, and there he was, sitting on his Lazy Boy chair, in just his underwear with a drink, and asked if I wanted one.

May I use your phone to call my mom and ask if it is okay, (which I did).

I sat down on the other side of the room, while he went a got me a drink. When he came back, I could swear I could see his penis through the hole of his boxers, and I'm sure I stared.

He sat across from me again, spreading his legs, and I know I was red. Then I dared myself to say it.

"You know, I saw you at the Y a couple of weeks ago."

"Really. When?"

"It was about 2 weeks ago and I saw you in the showers."

There was a slight pause, and then...

"Oh that was you, was it? I remember a kid staring at me in the shower for a while. Now I remember you. Did you get a long enough look?" he laughed.

I just drank my juice, not knowing what to say.

"So, why were you staring at me?" he asked.

My chance.

"This is really embarrassing, but you're the first guy I've ever seen totally nude, I mean - not my friends from school, but a man with a full grown…you know…penis."

He laughed, spreading his legs a little further.

"You mean you haven't seen your dad's cock ever?" (Another word that got me a little excited).

"No," I replied. "He never lets me see his, or anyone else's, so it was really neat to see yours, and all that hair and stuff."

SILENCE. My nerve got up again.

"Do you think I could see it again?"

SILENCE. SILENCE. SILENCE.

"You come and deliver the paper tomorrow, when I will have time to think about it, okay?"

"Okay!" I said.

As I was leaving, I turned around to thank him for the drink, and there hanging out of his blue boxers was half of his cock. I looked up at him he winked and said, "Tomorrow."

I could hardly wait for tomorrow to get here.

*********

It was the next day and I delivered my papers so fast so I could get to Dan's house.

This time I ran up the sidewalk and knocked on the door. He opened it, and stuck his head out and invited me in. He was wearing boxers again, and again offered me a drink of juice, which I took. We sat down in the same places as we had yesterday.

"So you remember what you asked me yesterday?"

I was thinking of it all day yesterday. It's not fair that some of my friends all have older brothers that shown them their cocks, but I hadn't seen one up close other than my own.

"Well you know, I could get in a lot of trouble for doing this, you know. I mean we could go swimming and you could look at it and…"

I interrupted. I wanted to see it up close.

"Look, I'd really appreciate if you don't tell anyone about this. As far as I'm concerned you saw me at the YMCA, okay?" he said.

"Okay," I said.

He stood up, turned his back to me to slip off his boxers, and then slowly turned around and stood there.

He looked the same as he did in the shower, but this time he was just standing there for me to look at. Neither of us said anything. He had a great body, with dark hair on his chest and a nice patch of hair around his cock, which of course I focused on.

A few minutes passed, and he walked over to me and stood right in front of me. At this time I was leaning back in the chair, but just having him this close was great. Then, he raised his foot up on the side of my chair.

"Hey buddy, you said you wanted a closer look. Go ahead take a close look."

Slowly, I sat up in the chair, and leaned forward.

"You can touch it, it won't bite you. If you want to see the whole thing you might have to move it around a little bit. What's your name, boy?"

"Ummm…Tye"

I reached forward and took his cock in my hand. I remember it feeling so soft and thick, and elastic, not like mine at all. I lifted up his cock, and put my hand under his balls and gently lifted them up and down. I ran my hand through his mound of pubic hair, and just sat back and stared.

"You really like this, Tye, don't you?" he said.

I nodded.

He said, "You know what, it feels kind of cool to know that someone admires my body and my cock enough to want to see it up close. This is good for my ego!"

"When I grow up I want to have a body just like yours, okay? And I hope that my cock grows up as big as yours does too."

"So how far along do you want to go?" he asked.

With that said, I stood up and dropped my shorts, and my boy-sized cock popped into his view. Not much yet in puberty like Dan is, but I had a small amount of what they called peach fuzz.

"Stand up on the stool for a minute. Let's just take a look," Dan said.

With that, he moved his body up against mine, and put his cock up against mine. I remember the feel of it against my own cock, and how incredible it felt.

"Holy cow, that's really big. How old are you anyway?" I asked.

"I am 28 years old and fully-grown."

"Do you know this thing gets even bigger? Do you know what a hardon is?" Dan asked.

"Is that when you have an erection?" I said proudly.

"Yes, same thing. Do you want to get it hard?"

When I said I did, he went back to sit down in his chair again, spread his legs and told me if I wanted to watch, I could get a close-up. So I hopped on my knees in front of him where he already has legs spread for me, and his soft, big hairy thing was just hanging there.

"I usually only get it hard when I am thinking about girls, or when I am out on a date with a girl, but I be happy to show it to you. Think of me, as your big brother and I'll be happy to show you how things work."

So he started to play with it, but nothing was happening. It was still soft but still big.

"I am just a little bit nervous," Dan said.

He slouched down further on the chair so his legs could spread wider, and I got a better view, but nothing much was happening. His fist was around it, and he was pulling and stroking and caressing his balls.

"Tye, I'm wondering if you could do me a real special favor?"

"Sure, anything," I replied.

"Can you just pretend my cock is like a Popsicle, and put it in your mouth and suck on it for a little bit? I think it will get hard then."

Without hesitating, I picked up his cock and put it in my mouth, and then spit it out.

"What's wrong, doesn't it taste good?"

I said that something wasn't right, I wasn't sure, so I just held his cock or a little bit.

In a few minutes, I got down on my knees again, and edged myself in so that my nose was right on his balls. I looked up at him,

"It's okay Tye," Dan said, "a lot of guys have done this, but usually when they get older."

To a 12-year-old his cock was huge.

"It's going to get really big, so you better watch it," said Dan.

Dan took his cock and aimed it at my mouth again. I opened up my mouth, and he started to stroke it while the tip was in my mouth. I loved looking at all the hair around his cock, and the fact that I was so close to a naked grown man, and me only being a child.

"How does it taste?" asked Dan.

"It's really different this time, Dan. I think I am starting to like the taste of it."

Now his cock was getting bigger in my mouth, and when it got to its fullest, I couldn't fit it all in my mouth and had to take it out.

"Thanks Tye, for getting it nice and wet."

He sat back further, took his hands of his dick, and let it sway erect in front of my face.

"There you go, your big brother's fat, hard cock. Enjoy the scene, little bro!"

I just sat between his legs with my face a few inches from his crotch just staring at his huge penis.

"Ummm… Dan?" I said.

"Yes?"

"How big is your dick?"

"When it's at its fullest, it's about 7½ inches."

"Do you think mine will get this big?" (Jerking his cock as I talked with him)

"I don't know, I haven't seen yours yet."

"Would you like to see it?" I said.

"Well that's up to you, li'l bro. I wouldn't mind seeing it."

"Okay," I said.

I stood up and pulled down my pants and my underwear went down with them. My hard cock popped out to life in perfect view for Dan.

"Oh wow, Tye"

"What?"

"How old are you again?"

"I am 12."

"You have at least 4 inches. That's quite big for your age."

"You really think so?"

"It sure is. Can I touch it, since I let you touch mine?"

"Well I guess it's only fair to allow you to. Sure, go ahead."

Dan grabbed my cock and started stroking it for me. A strong, wonderful feeling overcame me. Having someone else stroke my cock besides me playing in the shower every morning was bringing good vibes in my young body.

"Okay," Dan said as he stopped stroking my cock. "Got to finish this show..."

Then he started to pump his cock really fast, and told me to sit back, because some stuff was going to come out of the top. He kept pumping it and suddenly he started shaking and moaning loudly as his cum shot out of his hard cock. Some flew into his hair, some onto my face, and some on his chest.

"This is semen, but its also called cum," he said. "...babies are made out of that."

"I know what it is. I jerk off every morning in the shower before my paper route."

I put my hand on his cock again and felt the cum that had dripped down the sides of his dick. Then I just played with it for a few minutes. He was slouched down in his chair, with one leg on the ottoman and one on the floor. I waited until his cock was completely soft again. I just kept saying, "this is so cool - this is so cool."

He laughed and seemed really happy that I liked his cock so much.

"Tye, you better get going. Want to kiss it goodbye?" he laughed.

I leaned over, licked it, kissed the tip, and said questioningly - "See you soon?"

He walked me to the door, my hand still on his cock.

"Thank you so much. Any time you want to look at your big brother's penis, you know where to come."

He had to take my hand off his penis so I could leave. I felt like it was a new pet that I didn't want to leave.

Since the guy wasn't on my regular paper route, I made it my goal to go over and see him anyway.

As time passed on, Dan and I were seeing a lot of each other. The third meeting we had I sucked his cock and with a little help from my new big brother he shot a huge load of cum into my mouth. And guess what? I loved the taste of it.

About our fifth time meeting, Dan sucked me off until I came in his mouth.

We now meet 3 or 4 times a week. I even talked Zach into coming over and now all 3 of us play.

THE END

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