Paper Boy

This is based on something that happened to someone I knew when I was growing up. Names have been changed to protect the innocent!

Sam was in his final year at school. He'd not long turned 16 and had just taken on a paper round. He decided he needed a bit of extra cash as his tastes in clothes, trainers and various games and gadgets had become more expensive and the pocket money his parents gave him never seemed to stretch very far.

He would do two rounds: one in the morning before school which he did on his bicycle and another after school. For the afternoon round he'd head home first, change out of his uniform into more casual gear and then do the round on foot as he had a bit more time on his hands. Sam was popular in school particularly with the girls because he had short blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. He was slim and toned and had the beginnings of a six pack. Although he knew girls fancied him he never had a girlfriend because girls just didn't interest him. He kept himself to himself and was often shy in the company of others.

One afternoon he encountered a new couple moving into a house a few streets away from his home. As he walked past, a young man in his mid 20s approached Sam. The man was quite muscular, about 5ft 5in tall and wearing t-shirt and shorts. He kind of had a rugby player type build. He had short dark hair and dark brown eyes. "Hi there!" he shouted towards Sam. Sam had noticed the guy and immediately thought he looked attractive. Sam had recently realised that his attentions were turning towards men rather than women. It didn't trouble him but he'd chosen so far not to do anything about it for fear of ridicule at school.

"Oh, hi!" said Sam nervously. He wasn't sure if he should stop walking and make conversation or keep moving. The decision was made for him when the guy approached. He looked hot and sweaty. He'd obviously been moving furniture and boxes into the house from the van nearby.

"Where's the newsagent then? Me and the wife are moving in. I'd like some papers delivered". "Oh, it's not too far away. I can make sure you get them delivered. Just let me know what you want and I'll tell the boss to add you to my round". The man smiled at Sam and gave him a friendly slap on the arm. "You're very kind. Just the local paper in the evening will do".

Getting physical contact immediately made Sam's cock stir in his tight white briefs. He had to move his paper bag over the front of his grey jogging bottoms to hide his embarrassment. "I'm Mike by the way", said the man, smiling.

"Oh, I'm Sam", he responded. "I ... er ... better get a move on. Good luck with the move". Sam continued on his rounds not wanting to linger near Mike any longer for fear of embarrassing himself. "See you around, Sam!" shouted Mike cheerfully as Sam strolled on.

That afternoon as soon as Sam got home he rushed upstairs, fell onto his bed, pulled his trackies and briefs down and had a very short, quick and intense wank, thinking of Mike all the time. He shot loads of cum which landed on his face and in his hair. He'd never had such a good wank with such immediate results in his life.

The next day, Sam couldn't wait to start his afternoon round. When he reached Mike's house he could see Mike stood in the living room window hanging up curtains. It was a warm, sunny afternoon and Mike was only wearing a pair of white football shorts. His chest looked amazing. Slightly hairy and muscular. He had a six pack and a thin treasure trail of hair ran down to the waistband of the shorts. It seemed quite obvious that Mike wasn't wearing underwear. Sam could almost see through the material and Mike's cock looked massive. Sam had to move the paper bag over his crotch again, his cock was getting instantly hard at the site of this incredible man framed in the window.

Mike looked down from his work and spotted Sam. He tapped on the glass and shouted through the side window that was open on this warm day. "Hi, Sam!" "Bloody hell, he remembers my name..." thought Sam to himself. "Hi!" chirped Sam. Sam handed the paper to Mike through the window. "Phew, hot work this!" sighed Mike. "Yeah, it looks it", said Sam. Sam noticed a woman lurking in the room who cheerfully waved to Sam. He assumed she must have been MIke's wife. "Lucky bitch", thought Sam. Sam waved back and muttered his farewells. Once again he rushed upstairs the second he got home and had another intense wank. This time he imagined shooting his load over Mike's six pack.

As the days passed he only saw Mike occasionally. He assumed that now Mike had moved in he was back to work and was not home until after Sam's paper round had finished. As summer turned to autumn, he got the best surprise he could have wished for.

Sometimes when people had fallen a bit behind with paying their paper bill, the boss would print out a little letter, gently reminding the customer of what they owed. Sam usually just put the letter through the customer's letter box with the newspaper. Today, Mike had one such letter that needed delivering. When Sam reached Mike's house he saw a car in the driveway. Could Mike be home? Or was it his wife? Maybe they were both home. He decided not to put the note through the letter box and pressed the doorbell instead. After a few seconds the door opened slightly. Mike's head popped through the gap. Sam could just make out that Mike appeared to be in a black dressing gown and he looked slightly breathless. "Oh! Hi, Sam!" said Mike.

"Sorry, I'm not disturbing you am I?" asked Sam. "No, no! Not at all. Come in." Mike opened the door and Sam followed him into the living room. "What can I do for you, Sam?" enquired Mike. The living room was modern with pale creams and browns and in the corner sat a desk with a modern computer. "I just wanted to give you this", said Sam passing the note to Mike. "It's just a reminder about your paper bill". "Oh, right! Yes, sorry about that. We've been away, so not been able to get to the newsagent. I'll see if we've got any cash about". Mike had a look around the living room, rummaging in drawers and cupboards. Meanwhile Sam busied him self looking at the room in general and gazed across at the computer. It took a couple of seconds for it to register but when he realised what was on the screen he couldn't believe his eyes. He saw a video on the screen that had been paused and it looked like one guy giving another guy a blow job. Sam's already semi hard cock became instantly, totally erect. Mike finished looking for the cash and turned to look at Sam. At that moment Mike's dressing gown which was only loosely tied fell open. Sam gasped as he saw Mike was wearing a pair of white Calvin Klein briefs with a red waistband and had a very obvious hard on himself. He made no effort to close the dressing gown again but seemed more interested in getting rid of what was on the computer screen. "Er ... sorry about that, Sam! You weren't supposed to see that". Sam snapped out of his silence and muttered, "No, no, nothing to apologise for. I don't mind". "So I see..." said Mark, looking down at Sam's grey jogging bottoms where his bulge was very evident. "Oh!" said Sam, shocked as he realised he'd failed to hide his excitement with his paper bag. Mike's hard cock flinched in his tight briefs. "Tell you what, Sam. Why don't you drop by tomorrow afternoon and I'll make sure I've got your cash". "OK", said Sam, nodding eagerly. "Why don't you finish your round first before you come over. Maybe we can have a drink and a chat or something...? I'll be on my own". "OK", said Sam again, still a bit bewildered and shocked. He walked to the door and showed himself out, continuing his round in a bit of a daze. Once more he dashed home after his round, ran upstairs and had the best wank ever. Could he really have seen what he'd seen? Was it all true? Was he really going to see Mike naked tomorrow afternoon? What would they do?

The next day, Sam couldn't wait for school to end. He immediately carried out his paper round and didn't even bother to go home and change first. As he passed Mike's house he saw Mike's car in the driveway but kept his newspaper back for later. As the round finished he returned to Mike's house and pressed the door bell. Mike answered the door. Once again he was in his dressing gown. "Come in" said Mike. Sam followed Mike into the living room and put his bag on the floor. "Sorry again about yesterday. Quite embarrassing really" said Mike. Sam wondered if that's all Mike called him here for, to apologise; and his heart sank slightly. "But I could see you liked what you saw" continued Mike. Sam's cock began to stir in his black school trousers. "I wondered how you would feel if you got to have another look". Sam couldn't believe his luck. Without saying another word Mike undid his dressing gown and let it fall to the floor. He was now stood in front of Sam wearing only a pair of pink Diesel briefs. His cock was hard. Sam froze. He just stood there looking at Mike. His muscular chest, huge arms, six pack, legs like tree trunks ... it was all so perfect. "Come here" said Mike. Sam walked forward and Mike took Sam's hand and placed it on his chest. "Feel free to explore" said Mike. Sam placed both his hands on Mike's chest running his hands all over it, then ran his hands down to Mike's six pack before finding his way to Mike's bulge in his briefs. Sam squeezed Mike's cock. Mike let out a little gasp. "That feels good, Sam" said Mike. "So I see" whispered Sam, his voice barely registering with nerves. Sam's heart was beating so hard and fast he thought it would burst out of his chest. He got to his knees, his face just inches from Mike's bulge. He gripped the waistband of Mike's briefs with both hands and pulled the briefs to the floor with one swift movement. Mike's massive cock sprang free, almost hitting Sam in the face. Sam couldn't believe his eyes. Mike's cock was massive. It had to be about 8 inches long and was so thick he wondered if his fingers would wrap around it. Sam grabbed the base of Mike's cock with his right hand and gently placed his tongue on the head, which was already glistening with precum. "Lick my cock, Sam. Lick my hard cock" moaned Mike. Sam obliged, licking the head and running his tongue down the shaft to the base. The smell of Mike's cock was fresh, as though he'd just stepped out of the bath. Sam decided to go for it and took as much of Mike's cock in his mouth as he could. Sam eagerly sucked and slurped on Mike's massive cock for a few minutes. Mike grabbed the back of Sam's head and began moving his hips, easing his cock in and out of Sam's mouth but not pushing too hard, not wanting to make Sam gag. Occasionally the cock would slip out of Sam's mouth and Sam would move his lips up and down the shaft before taking the cock in his mouth again.

Eventually Mike gestured for Sam to stand. Sam did so and Mike kissed Sam hard on the mouth. Sam thought he was going to explode. He'd never kissed anyone before. As Mike continued kissing Sam he pulled at Sam's school tie, removing it, throwing it to the floor and began unbuttoning Sam's white shirt, tearing it from his body. Mike stooped to kiss Sam's smooth, bare chest, eventually kneeling as he kissed Sam's torso. Then he undid the belt on Sam's trousers, followed by the button and slowly drew the zip down. Sam's bulge sprang out as Mike eased Sam's trousers down to the floor. Sam was wearing a pair of tight red boxer briefs from Primark. Mike pulled them down and Sam's hard 6 inch cock bounced around. Mike took Sam's cock in his mouth and began sucking hard and fast. "Oh my God!" screamed Sam. He thought he was going to cum instantly but whether it was nerves or will power he didn't. Mike grabbed at Sam's ass with both hands and continued sucking, occasionally breaking free from Sam's cock to lick at his balls. Finally Mike stopped and stood up, kissing Sam again as they explored each other's bodies with their hands and their hard, wet cocks rubbed against each other. Sam could tast his own cock on Mike's lips. Mike led Sam over to the sofa and gestured to him to get on all fours. Sam knelt at the edge of the sofa, his head buried in the cushions with his wet cock pressed into the seat. Sam's ass was in the air waiting to be played with. Mike knelt behind him, parted Sam's buttocks with his hands and buried is face into it, darting his tongue around Sam's hole. "Oh, God!" screamed Sam, his cries barely audible as his voice was muffled by the sofa. Sam's entire body was writhing and twitching and he thought his head was going to explode. Mike continued rimming Sam, occasionally slapping his buttocks as he came up for air, then would bury his face in Sam's ass again, licking at Sam's hole. He reached around and grabbed Sam's cock which was wet and slippery with precum and Mike's saliva from earlier. Sam wondered how long he could last before he'd shoot all over Mike's sofa but he wanted this to go on forever.

Mike sat on the sofa and looked into Sam's blue eyes as Sam breathlessly removed his face from the cushion it had been pressed into. They smiled at each other. "You OK, Sam?" asked Mike. "Fuck, yeah!" said Sam. "Come and sit astride me for a bit", said Mike. Sam climbed onto the sofa and lowered himself onto Mike with his knees either side of Mike's hips. He leaned in and Mike kissed Sam again. As Sam lowered himself further he could feel the head of Mike's cock pressing into his ass. Sam's whole body shivered and he wondered if he should guide Mike's cock into his ass. "Are you gonna fuck me?" asked Sam. "Only if you want me to" said Mike. Without saying anything else, Sam reached behind him, grabbing Mike's cock. He positioned it towards his hole and gently eased it into himself. They both let out a slight moan as Mike's cock flinched and pressed itself further in. Letting go of Mike's cock, Sam arched himself backwards and suddenly Sam's weight forced himself down and Mike's cock slid inside Sam in one movement. "Ah!" screamed Sam, partly in shock, partly in surprise and partly in pain. "You OK?" asked Mike breathlessly. "Yeah" gasped Sam. "Gimme a minute". Sam held himself still as he got used to Mike's cock inside his ass. Sam's cock was by now rock hard and he looked down wondering if he'd ever seen his own cock so erect, so hard and so thick. "OK" said Sam, giving himself the signal to start moving his hips from side to side and bouncing himself up and down. "Christ I'm being fucked by a married man" he thought to himself. Mike clutched at Sam's hips and moved himself up and down as Sam bounced his ass on Mike's cock. They managed to get a rhythm going and Mike started moaning loudly as he fucked the paper boy. Sam's cries became more high pitched as he went for it bouncing harder and faster, surprised how quickly he became accustomed to Mike being inside him. He felt as though his cock would explode if Mike so much as brushed his hand against it. Then Mike surprised Sam by wrapping his arms around him and stumbling to his feet. Mike stood in the middle of the living room, Sam clutched to him, arms around his neck, legs around his waist as Mike continued to fuck him. They stayed like this for a couple of minutes until Mike's legs could take it no more. Eventually they collapsed onto the floor. "Keep fucking me Mike", gasped Sam. Sam got on all fours and Mike knelt behind him, easing his cock into him again. Grabbing at Sam's hips Mike fucked Sam harder and faster than ever, his balls slamming against Sam's as Sam screamed louder and louder, Mike now no longer concerned if it hurt Sam or not because he knew Sam was begging for more. "I'm gonna cum, Sam" muttered Mike.

Mike pulled his cock out of Sam's ass and started wanking himself fast, Sam turned and opened his mouth, darting his tongue around the head of Mike's cock as Mike wanked faster and faster. Mike grabbed the back of Sam's head and jammed his cock into Sam's mouth as his cock exploded. "Fuck, yeah!" shouted Mike. He face fucked Sam. Sam struggled to take all of Mike's cum as he spluttered, sending sprays of Mike's cum all over the room. Sam eagerly swallowed as much as he could then as Mike started to breathe more evenly, Sam took Mike's cock out of his mouth and licked it all over, paying particular attention to the head where cum was still slowly easing itself out. Sam laid on the floor and started wanking his own cock. Mike knelt between Sam's legs licking Sam's balls as he wanked furiously. He flipped Sam's legs in the air and began licking at Sam's ass again, burying his tongue into Sam's hole, tasting where his own cock had been only moments earlier. Sam's whole body arched as he shot great ropes of cum in the air, some landing on the sofa behind him, some on his own face, some even landed into his own open mouth. Eventually he collapsed breathlessly, Mike laying beside him, with an arm casually draped around Sam's chest.

"I'd better clean up in a sec", gasped Mike. "I think there's cum on the carpet, the sofa ... well, pretty much everywhere. Oh and I'd better give you that money for the paper bill". "Yeah" gasped Sam. "Because..." said Mike "...if I don't you might have to come and visit me again". Sam chuckled. "Looks as though you're gonna run up quite a debt then"This is based on something that happened to someone I knew when I was growing up. Names have been changed to protect the innocent!

Sam was in his final year at school. He'd not long turned 16 and had just taken on a paper round. He decided he needed a bit of extra cash as his tastes in clothes, trainers and various games and gadgets had become more expensive and the pocket money his parents gave him never seemed to stretch very far.

He would do two rounds: one in the morning before school which he did on his bicycle and another after school. For the afternoon round he'd head home first, change out of his uniform into more casual gear and then do the round on foot as he had a bit more time on his hands. Sam was popular in school particularly with the girls because he had short blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. He was slim and toned and had the beginnings of a six pack. Although he knew girls fancied him he never had a girlfriend because girls just didn't interest him. He kept himself to himself and was often shy in the company of others.

One afternoon he encountered a new couple moving into a house a few streets away from his home. As he walked past, a young man in his mid 20s approached Sam. The man was quite muscular, about 5ft 5in tall and wearing t-shirt and shorts. He kind of had a rugby player type build. He had short dark hair and dark brown eyes. 'Hi there!' he shouted towards Sam. Sam had noticed the guy and immediately thought he looked attractive. Sam had recently realised that his attentions were turning towards men rather than women. It didn't trouble him but he'd chosen so far not to do anything about it for fear of ridicule at school.

'Oh, hi!' said Sam nervously. He wasn't sure if he should stop walking and make conversation or keep moving. The decision was made for him when the guy approached. He looked hot and sweaty. He'd obviously been moving furniture and boxes into the house from the van nearby.

'Where's the newsagent then? Me and the wife are moving in. I'd like some papers delivered'. 'Oh, it's not too far away. I can make sure you get them delivered. Just let me know what you want and I'll tell the boss to add you to my round'. The man smiled at Sam and gave him a friendly slap on the arm. 'You're very kind. Just the local paper in the evening will do'.

Getting physical contact immediately made Sam's cock stir in his tight white briefs. He had to move his paper bag over the front of his grey jogging bottoms to hide his embarrassment. 'I'm Mike by the way', said the man, smiling.

'Oh, I'm Sam', he responded. 'I ... er ... better get a move on. Good luck with the move'. Sam continued on his rounds not wanting to linger near Mike any longer for fear of embarrassing himself. 'See you around, Sam!' shouted Mike cheerfully as Sam strolled on.

That afternoon as soon as Sam got home he rushed upstairs, fell onto his bed, pulled his trackies and briefs down and had a very short, quick and intense wank, thinking of Mike all the time. He shot loads of cum which landed on his face and in his hair. He'd never had such a good wank with such immediate results in his life.

The next day, Sam couldn't wait to start his afternoon round. When he reached Mike's house he could see Mike stood in the living room window hanging up curtains. It was a warm, sunny afternoon and Mike was only wearing a pair of white football shorts. His chest looked amazing. Slightly hairy and muscular. He had a six pack and a thin treasure trail of hair ran down to the waistband of the shorts. It seemed quite obvious that Mike wasn't wearing underwear. Sam could almost see through the material and Mike's cock looked massive. Sam had to move the paper bag over his crotch again, his cock was getting instantly hard at the site of this incredible man framed in the window.

Mike looked down from his work and spotted Sam. He tapped on the glass and shouted through the side window that was open on this warm day. 'Hi, Sam!' 'Bloody hell, he remembers my name...' thought Sam to himself. 'Hi!' chirped Sam. Sam handed the paper to Mike through the window. 'Phew, hot work this!' sighed Mike. 'Yeah, it looks it', said Sam. Sam noticed a woman lurking in the room who cheerfully waved to Sam. He assumed she must have been MIke's wife. 'Lucky bitch', thought Sam. Sam waved back and muttered his farewells. Once again he rushed upstairs the second he got home and had another intense wank. This time he imagined shooting his load over Mike's six pack.

As the days passed he only saw Mike occasionally. He assumed that now Mike had moved in he was back to work and was not home until after Sam's paper round had finished. As summer turned to autumn, he got the best surprise he could have wished for.

Sometimes when people had fallen a bit behind with paying their paper bill, the boss would print out a little letter, gently reminding the customer of what they owed. Sam usually just put the letter through the customer's letter box with the newspaper. Today, Mike had one such letter that needed delivering. When Sam reached Mike's house he saw a car in the driveway. Could Mike be home? Or was it his wife? Maybe they were both home. He decided not to put the note through the letter box and pressed the doorbell instead. After a few seconds the door opened slightly. Mike's head popped through the gap. Sam could just make out that Mike appeared to be in a black dressing gown and he looked slightly breathless. 'Oh! Hi, Sam!' said Mike.

'Sorry, I'm not disturbing you am I?' asked Sam. 'No, no! Not at all. Come in.' Mike opened the door and Sam followed him into the living room. 'What can I do for you, Sam?' enquired Mike. The living room was modern with pale creams and browns and in the corner sat a desk with a modern computer. 'I just wanted to give you this', said Sam passing the note to Mike. 'It's just a reminder about your paper bill'. 'Oh, right! Yes, sorry about that. We've been away, so not been able to get to the newsagent. I'll see if we've got any cash about'. Mike had a look around the living room, rummaging in drawers and cupboards. Meanwhile Sam busied him self looking at the room in general and gazed across at the computer. It took a couple of seconds for it to register but when he realised what was on the screen he couldn't believe his eyes. He saw a video on the screen that had been paused and it looked like one guy giving another guy a blow job. Sam's already semi hard cock became instantly, totally erect. Mike finished looking for the cash and turned to look at Sam. At that moment Mike's dressing gown which was only loosely tied fell open. Sam gasped as he saw Mike was wearing a pair of white Calvin Klein briefs with a red waistband and had a very obvious hard on himself. He made no effort to close the dressing gown again but seemed more interested in getting rid of what was on the computer screen. 'Er ... sorry about that, Sam! You weren't supposed to see that'. Sam snapped out of his silence and muttered, 'No, no, nothing to apologise for. I don't mind'. 'So I see...' said Mark, looking down at Sam's grey jogging bottoms where his bulge was very evident. 'Oh!' said Sam, shocked as he realised he'd failed to hide his excitement with his paper bag. Mike's hard cock flinched in his tight briefs. 'Tell you what, Sam. Why don't you drop by tomorrow afternoon and I'll make sure I've got your cash'. 'OK', said Sam, nodding eagerly. 'Why don't you finish your round first before you come over. Maybe we can have a drink and a chat or something...? I'll be on my own'. 'OK', said Sam again, still a bit bewildered and shocked. He walked to the door and showed himself out, continuing his round in a bit of a daze. Once more he dashed home after his round, ran upstairs and had the best wank ever. Could he really have seen what he'd seen? Was it all true? Was he really going to see Mike naked tomorrow afternoon? What would they do?

The next day, Sam couldn't wait for school to end. He immediately carried out his paper round and didn't even bother to go home and change first. As he passed Mike's house he saw Mike's car in the driveway but kept his newspaper back for later. As the round finished he returned to Mike's house and pressed the door bell. Mike answered the door. Once again he was in his dressing gown. 'Come in' said Mike. Sam followed Mike into the living room and put his bag on the floor. 'Sorry again about yesterday. Quite embarrassing really' said Mike. Sam wondered if that's all Mike called him here for, to apologise; and his heart sank slightly. 'But I could see you liked what you saw' continued Mike. Sam's cock began to stir in his black school trousers. 'I wondered how you would feel if you got to have another look'. Sam couldn't believe his luck. Without saying another word Mike undid his dressing gown and let it fall to the floor. He was now stood in front of Sam wearing only a pair of pink Diesel briefs. His cock was hard. Sam froze. He just stood there looking at Mike. His muscular chest, huge arms, six pack, legs like tree trunks ... it was all so perfect. 'Come here' said Mike. Sam walked forward and Mike took Sam's hand and placed it on his chest. 'Feel free to explore' said Mike. Sam placed both his hands on Mike's chest running his hands all over it, then ran his hands down to Mike's six pack before finding his way to Mike's bulge in his briefs. Sam squeezed Mike's cock. Mike let out a little gasp. 'That feels good, Sam' said Mike. 'So I see' whispered Sam, his voice barely registering with nerves. Sam's heart was beating so hard and fast he thought it would burst out of his chest. He got to his knees, his face just inches from Mike's bulge. He gripped the waistband of Mike's briefs with both hands and pulled the briefs to the floor with one swift movement. Mike's massive cock sprang free, almost hitting Sam in the face. Sam couldn't believe his eyes. Mike's cock was massive. It had to be about 8 inches long and was so thick he wondered if his fingers would wrap around it. Sam grabbed the base of Mike's cock with his right hand and gently placed his tongue on the head, which was already glistening with precum. 'Lick my cock, Sam. Lick my hard cock' moaned Mike. Sam obliged, licking the head and running his tongue down the shaft to the base. The smell of Mike's cock was fresh, as though he'd just stepped out of the bath. Sam decided to go for it and took as much of Mike's cock in his mouth as he could. Sam eagerly sucked and slurped on Mike's massive cock for a few minutes. Mike grabbed the back of Sam's head and began moving his hips, easing his cock in and out of Sam's mouth but not pushing too hard, not wanting to make Sam gag. Occasionally the cock would slip out of Sam's mouth and Sam would move his lips up and down the shaft before taking the cock in his mouth again.

Eventually Mike gestured for Sam to stand. Sam did so and Mike kissed Sam hard on the mouth. Sam thought he was going to explode. He'd never kissed anyone before. As Mike continued kissing Sam he pulled at Sam's school tie, removing it, throwing it to the floor and began unbuttoning Sam's white shirt, tearing it from his body. Mike stooped to kiss Sam's smooth, bare chest, eventually kneeling as he kissed Sam's torso. Then he undid the belt on Sam's trousers, followed by the button and slowly drew the zip down. Sam's bulge sprang out as Mike eased Sam's trousers down to the floor. Sam was wearing a pair of tight red boxer briefs from Primark. Mike pulled them down and Sam's hard 6 inch cock bounced around. Mike took Sam's cock in his mouth and began sucking hard and fast. 'Oh my God!' screamed Sam. He thought he was going to cum instantly but whether it was nerves or will power he didn't. Mike grabbed at Sam's ass with both hands and continued sucking, occasionally breaking free from Sam's cock to lick at his balls. Finally Mike stopped and stood up, kissing Sam again as they explored each other's bodies with their hands and their hard, wet cocks rubbed against each other. Sam could tast his own cock on Mike's lips. Mike led Sam over to the sofa and gestured to him to get on all fours. Sam knelt at the edge of the sofa, his head buried in the cushions with his wet cock pressed into the seat. Sam's ass was in the air waiting to be played with. Mike knelt behind him, parted Sam's buttocks with his hands and buried is face into it, darting his tongue around Sam's hole. 'Oh, God!' screamed Sam, his cries barely audible as his voice was muffled by the sofa. Sam's entire body was writhing and twitching and he thought his head was going to explode. Mike continued rimming Sam, occasionally slapping his buttocks as he came up for air, then would bury his face in Sam's ass again, licking at Sam's hole. He reached around and grabbed Sam's cock which was wet and slippery with precum and Mike's saliva from earlier. Sam wondered how long he could last before he'd shoot all over Mike's sofa but he wanted this to go on forever.

Mike sat on the sofa and looked into Sam's blue eyes as Sam breathlessly removed his face from the cushion it had been pressed into. They smiled at each other. 'You OK, Sam?' asked Mike. 'Fuck, yeah!' said Sam. 'Come and sit astride me for a bit', said Mike. Sam climbed onto the sofa and lowered himself onto Mike with his knees either side of Mike's hips. He leaned in and Mike kissed Sam again. As Sam lowered himself further he could feel the head of Mike's cock pressing into his ass. Sam's whole body shivered and he wondered if he should guide Mike's cock into his ass. 'Are you gonna fuck me?' asked Sam. 'Only if you want me to' said Mike. Without saying anything else, Sam reached behind him, grabbing Mike's cock. He positioned it towards his hole and gently eased it into himself. They both let out a slight moan as Mike's cock flinched and pressed itself further in. Letting go of Mike's cock, Sam arched himself backwards and suddenly Sam's weight forced himself down and Mike's cock slid inside Sam in one movement. 'Ah!' screamed Sam, partly in shock, partly in surprise and partly in pain. 'You OK?' asked Mike breathlessly. 'Yeah' gasped Sam. 'Gimme a minute'. Sam held himself still as he got used to Mike's cock inside his ass. Sam's cock was by now rock hard and he looked down wondering if he'd ever seen his own cock so erect, so hard and so thick. 'OK' said Sam, giving himself the signal to start moving his hips from side to side and bouncing himself up and down. 'Christ I'm being fucked by a married man' he thought to himself. Mike clutched at Sam's hips and moved himself up and down as Sam bounced his ass on Mike's cock. They managed to get a rhythm going and Mike started moaning loudly as he fucked the paper boy. Sam's cries became more high pitched as he went for it bouncing harder and faster, surprised how quickly he became accustomed to Mike being inside him. He felt as though his cock would explode if Mike so much as brushed his hand against it. Then Mike surprised Sam by wrapping his arms around him and stumbling to his feet. Mike stood in the middle of the living room, Sam clutched to him, arms around his neck, legs around his waist as Mike continued to fuck him. They stayed like this for a couple of minutes until Mike's legs could take it no more. Eventually they collapsed onto the floor. 'Keep fucking me Mike', gasped Sam. Sam got on all fours and Mike knelt behind him, easing his cock into him again. Grabbing at Sam's hips Mike fucked Sam harder and faster than ever, his balls slamming against Sam's as Sam screamed louder and louder, Mike now no longer concerned if it hurt Sam or not because he knew Sam was begging for more. 'I'm gonna cum, Sam' muttered Mike.

Mike pulled his cock out of Sam's ass and started wanking himself fast, Sam turned and opened his mouth, darting his tongue around the head of Mike's cock as Mike wanked faster and faster. Mike grabbed the back of Sam's head and jammed his cock into Sam's mouth as his cock exploded. 'Fuck, yeah!' shouted Mike. He face fucked Sam. Sam struggled to take all of Mike's cum as he spluttered, sending sprays of Mike's cum all over the room. Sam eagerly swallowed as much as he could then as Mike started to breathe more evenly, Sam took Mike's cock out of his mouth and licked it all over, paying particular attention to the head where cum was still slowly easing itself out. Sam laid on the floor and started wanking his own cock. Mike knelt between Sam's legs licking Sam's balls as he wanked furiously. He flipped Sam's legs in the air and began licking at Sam's ass again, burying his tongue into Sam's hole, tasting where his own cock had been only moments earlier. Sam's whole body arched as he shot great ropes of cum in the air, some landing on the sofa behind him, some on his own face, some even landed into his own open mouth. Eventually he collapsed breathlessly, Mike laying beside him, with an arm casually draped around Sam's chest.

'I'd better clean up in a sec', gasped Mike. 'I think there's cum on the carpet, the sofa ... well, pretty much everywhere. Oh and I'd better give you that money for the paper bill'. 'Yeah' gasped Sam. 'Because...' said Mike '...if I don't you might have to come and visit me again'. Sam chuckled. 'Looks as though you're gonna run up quite a debt then'.