RE: Naked Paperboy
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Although this story is based on actual events. I do not approve of
sex with minors.
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Age 13-1/2
In 1963 I delivered papers in a large midwest city. I had built a
small route to about 250 customers. There was a mixture of apartment
buildings, houses and businesses. It was around 4:00am when I reached
the first set of apartments. It had four entrances. I went in the first
one moving up the stairs as there was no elevator, delivering my papers.
There was a connecting hall allowing me to move to each section that ran
the length of the building. The basement also ran the length. Second
section down, third one up. At the first floor of the fourth section I
had a Sunday only customer. There would be an envelope with the money and
I would shove the paper under the door.
On this particular Sunday my life would change forever. As I stood up
after shoving the paper under the door the lady who lived there suddenly
opened the door, reached out and grabed my hair and put a knife in front
of my face dragging me into her apartment. She was a big woman and not to
pleasent to look at. With a wild look on her face and in a threatening
voice demanded I take off my clothes. I weighed 120 pounds at 5ft 6in tall.
Scared and not believing what was happening I tried to pull away. To this
day I still have a scar where she cut me with that knife. Again she
told me to get undressed. I began removing my shirt but I guess I wasn't
fast enough because she grabbed it and tore it off. Fearing for my life I
quickly took my pants and underwear off.
She pushed me into a chair and started playing with my cock. I was so
scared nothing happened. My cock remained limp. She then started to suck
me and still nothing. This she did not like so standing she straddled my
face pushed her hairy pussy on my face and told me to lick her. I did the
best I could and soon she was moaning. It took a long for her to
climax. She sat on my face for a few seconds then slowly got off me.
Taking hold of my hair again she put the knife up against my nose and she
told me I had better not tell anyone if I knew what was good for me.
Pulling me to the door she opened it and pushed me through it finally
letting go of my hair then slammed the door.
I stood looking at her door wearing only my watch and shoes. I looked
around and began to wonder what I was to do. Standing in the hall just a
few feet from the entrance naked! I looked at my watch. It was 4:45am. It
normally took ten minutes to deliver the building so my ordeal had lasted
around thirty minutes though it seemed a lot longer. As I calmed down I
realized I had two choices. Trying to get home meant I had to ride my bike
up the main street of town seven blocks then east three blocks totaly naked
or finish my route. I had always prided myself at being dependable. I
couldn't change what had happened. I was going to be naked anyway. It was
still dark out and Main St. was lit up like day what with all the auto
dealerships and it would dawn shortly after 6:00am. I made up my mind to
finish up my route. If I got caught naked I had a real good excuse.
Taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly I slowly opened the door and
walked out on the steps. Looking both ways I didn't see anyone. This was not
usual for a Sunday morning. Throwing my shoulders back and holding my
head up I went to my bike at the first entrance. Climbing on it felt weird
being naked as I started to pedal down the street. It was late May so it
wasn't cold.
My next delivery was a house four doors down. I got off my bike took a
paper, looked aroud and quickly ran up and put the paper in the screen door
then ran back to my bike and rode to the next house. After I finished this
street I turned right and headed to the next apartment building. As I rode
I began to feel different. I felt so free. It was exilerating somehow. I
stop at the corner got off my bike. Standing there looking around I wasn't
afraid anymore. Looking down I realized I had a hardon. After what
had happened I could't believe it. I'm not circumsized and I was so hard
the skin was streched tight.
At my next apartment building I parked my bike. I had to make two trips
to deliver all my customers here. There are four floors and elevator and two
stair cases. I took the first load of papers slinging my shoulderbag on
opened the door and started down the hall. I used the stairs instead of the
elevator where I had the most chance of getting seen I couldn't run and hide.
After gettin my second load while delivering the second floor I heard a door
close. I froze and looked around. What was I to do? I couldn't tell where
it was. I had two more papers to deliver and with twenty-five more papers
in mt last apartment I was running out of darkness. It was to close to 6:00am
to lay around hiding. As it got lighter the traffic increased with people going
to church. Even though I could explain why I was naked it still would be an
ugly situation.
Reaching the bottom of the stairs on the first floor I fought the urge
to run my heart beating very fast. I hadn't heard another sound. Maybe I
could make it with out being seen. I started for the door when the elevator
doors opened and out walks a woman in a nurses uniform. I froze like a deer
caught in headlights. She looked me up and down lingering for a few seconds
at my erection. She slowly smiled and asked me if I had forgotten anything.
I shook my head no and ran out the door to my bike and headed to the last
apartment building. Delivering the last twenty or so papers in record time.
My cock was so hard it hurt. It had been hard the whole time. It was
now 6:10am and was starting to get light. I stopped at the stop sign one
block from Main St. and could hear the sound of traffic. A car pulled up
next to me and stopped. Looking over to see who it was I see the nurse. She
looked straight at my cock then into my eyes then asked if I was always
that hard. Saying she hoped to see me again she drove off.
I reached Main St.. There were several cars going both ways. With no
shorter way home I turned north. The area had all the auto dealerships and
with all the lights it might as well been the middle of day. I stood an the
pedals hoping to make the seven blocks to my street as quickly as possible.
There were a couple of toots of the horn and on guy yelled something about
my gear shift. Turning down my street it was still quiet so I slowed down
finally pulling into our garage to put my bike up.
A light was on in the house and I could see my dad in the kitchen. I
couldn't walk in with a hard on. I had to get it soft so I started to
jackoff. It didn't take long to cum as turned on as I was. I was still
erect so I masturbated again. After a couple of times it was soft enough
for me to go in. I tried to sneek in but dad caught me. "Where are your
clothes son?" he asked. I told him about the woman and what she had made
me do and he got real mad but not at me. He called the police and we met
them at her apartment. They found my clothes in her trash can so it
was impossible for her to say I made it up. They arrested her. There
wasn't a trial as She pled guilty. I never saw her again.
I sat in my room the night it all happened wondering why being naked
for all to see had turned me on like it had. Was there- something wrong
with me. Was I a pervert? Was I sick? Would I dare to get naked in public
again?
At sixty years of age I look back and remember the many times I have
walked naked in public. The were many days I delivered my papers nude. A
time I walk down another section of that same main street. I have been
seen by the police a number of times but never arrested.
End part 1
author: Byrdman
Should I continue?