Mitch Furman sat anxiously in his living room, waiting for the door bell to ring. When it did, he nearly leapt from the couch and hurried to answer the door. When he opened it, the 33 year old married man was rewarded with the sight of Chris, the 13 year old paper boy.

Mitch refused offers from the newspaper to pay by check constantly, as well as convenient payment methods like online billing, and automatic pay. He did this not for convenience, but because he wanted young Chris to come with his book to get Mitch's cash every Saturday.

Because Mitch, the heterosexual married man, had a crush on the slender blonde paper boy. His heart pounded in his chest as he gazed at the glittering blue eyes of the handsome, beautiful youth who stood on his front stoop. The boy was wearing Mitch's favorite pair of shorts. The blue gym shorts had probably fit fine last year, or maybe the year before, but now they were stretched thinly across the boy's narrow hips, molded to Chris's genitals. Mitch glanced carefully at the boy's crotch as he greeted him through the screen door.

"Hi, Chris."

"Hi, Mr. Furman!" the boy replied, his voice high and sweet. Puberty hadn't hit Chris very hard. He was still short, and thin, and his voice was still high and effeminate. His smooth skin was creamy and without blemish. His eyes were huge in his heart-shaped face, and his pink lips pouted in a sexy bow.

Mitch felt his cock swell as he took in the rest of the boy's outfit: a baggy yellow mesh tank top through which his trim, athletic chest and belly were clearly visible.

"Say, Mr. Furman," Chris said, after accepting the man's payment. Mitch held the screen door open, to get a better look at the boy, and to be a little closer to him.

"Yes, Chris?" Mitch replied, happy for any chance to extend his time with the boy.

"I was wondering: why do you still pay in person? All my other customers pay online or something."

"Oh, uh, well," Mitch stammered. He didn't dare tell the truth: that he got off seeing the pretty boy every Saturday, and often jerked off to the pictures he took surreptitiously of Chris as he walked to and from the house.

"I mean, if it's a problem, I don't want to bother you..."

"No!" the boy said, "No it isn't that. I like coming here. I mean..."

"What?" Mitch asked, "If you'd rather be with your friends on Saturdays, I understand."

"No, it isn't that," the boy said. He looked at the concrete pad on which he stood, "I don't really have any friends anyway."

"What?" Mitch asked, "What do you mean?"

"Well," Chris blushed, and Mitch thought it was the sexiest thing he had ever seen, "It's 'cause. Well, it's 'cause I'm - I might be..."

"Gay?" Mitch ventured gently. He stood waiting for a shocked denial, but it didn't come. Instead, Chris looked up at him with his head still bent forward, smiling bashfully through his long eyelashes.

"Yeah," he whispered. Mitch saw tears well into the boy's beautiful blue eyes, and his cock lurched.

"So I kinda like going out to get your money, 'cause then I can talk to someone, even if it's just about the paper money."

The boy looked so lonely and vulnerable, Mitch had the sudden urge to grab his thin body and drag him into the house.

"Well," he said instead, " you can come by any time to talk, okay?"

"Really?" Chris said, looking up gratefully.

"Of course. Why not come over on Monday morning?" Mitch worked a later shift, and his wife would be at work all day.

"Sure!" the boy said brightly. Impulsively, the teen jumped through the doorway and hugged Mitch, his thin arms around the man's waist and his cheek pressed against his customer's chest.

"Thanks!" he said breathlessly, then he was gone. Mitch stood in the doorway, watching Chris's firm round ass sway in his tight shorts as he walked quickly down the front walk toward the sidewalk. The boy turned and smiled, giving a little ave as he headed home.

Mitch's cock was rock hard.

- - - - -

On Monday morning, Mitch hustled to the door when he heard the bell. The sight of 13 year old Chris nearly took his breath away. The boy wore a pair of dark blue bicycle shorts and a red tank top with large arm hoes. The man held the screen door open for the paper boy, inhaling as the small teen squeezed past, smelling the clean scent of the soap on his skin.

Chris said nothing as he stood in the hallway while Mitch closed the door.

"Want to sit?" Mitch asked nervously. He knew what he wanted, but not how to go about getting it. He had been happily married for ten years. He still was. He had no experience with cheating, or homosexuality. Or pedophilia. He was lost, but eager.

"Not really," the boy answered. Chris moved closer to Mitch, and the man took a hesitant step toward the boy, until Chris rushed into his arms and lifted his head.

Mitch pressed his lips against the 13 year old's. They were warm, soft and full. He parted his lips, and Chris did the same, moaning when Mitch slid his tongue into the boy's mouth. They breathed through their noses, inhaling each other's breath as they kissed.

When the kiss broke, the two men stood staring silently into each other's eyes, panting. Mitch bent and scooped the small boy into his arms and carried him to the first floor bedroom. The bedroom he shared with his wife.

He lay Chris gently on the queen size bed and sat next to the boy's outstretched body. Chris smiled at him and stroked his arm with a small, delicate hand.

Mitch bent at the waist and kissed Chris again, his hand gliding across the boy's chest over the tank top. Their tongues explored each other's mouths as Mitch's hand slid under the tank top and caressed Chris's bare belly and chest. He teased the boy's hard nipples, and Chris moaned into his mouth. When Mitch sank his tongue deep into the paper boy's mouth, Chris sucked it lustily, moving his head like he was sucking a cock.

He's done this before, Mitch thought.

He sat up and reached for Chris' shirt. The 13 year old lifted his hands over his head so Mitch could pull the tank top off, then Chris himself pulled his tight shorts down. Mitch stared at the boy's naked body. He hadn't worn underwear. The boy's cock was semi-hard, about five inches long. Impressive, for a boy who had barely started puberty. A few wisps of light hair curled around the base of his manhood, and his small ball sac was sooth and hairless.

Mitch put his hand on the boy's cock. It was hot and smooth and sweet. Chris smiled at him as Mitch wrapped his fingers around the swelling organ. He looked at the pink rod as it expanded in his hand. It was beautiful. The head was plump and pink, and the shaft straight and round. He pulled experimentally on another man's cock for the first time.

He liked it.

Mitch looked at Chris as he bent forward. The boy's big eyes were locked on Mitch's. He smiled as Mitch opened his mouth and turned to suck his cock.

Another first.

The thin organ felt warm and sooth against his tongue. He explored the texture of the soft skin, feeling the ridges of the hard flesh underneath.

Chris laid back on the bed and moaned as the man sucked his cock.

Mitch took the whole organ into his mouth, reaching between Chris's soft thighs to cup his balls. Chris spread his legs in invitation. Mitch continued to suck on the boy's cock as he fondled his balls and rubbed the raised ridge of skin between his legs. Chris lifted his rear end from the bed, and Mitch accepted the invitation, pushing his fingertip between the boy's round ass cheeks to tickle his dry, wrinkled anus.

Mitch inhaled the scent of the boy's genitals, sweet and musky. He ran his finger from the teen's asshole to the base of his cock, sliding it through the saliva coating his balls, returning the digit to Chris's ass and spreading the fluid around his rear hole.

Chris arched his back and moaned as the man lubricated his anus, returning his finger to his mouth, then back to Chris's asshole, again and again, until he was able to push his fingertip into the 13 year old's ass.

"Mmmmm - Ahhhhhhh!" Chris cried, moaning and gasping as the man penetrated his asshole.

"You okay, Baby?" Mitch asked.

Chris nodded wordlessly. His eyes were closed, and his cheeks were flushed.

Mitch thought he looked gorgeous. The man looked at Chris's body. His cock was wet and red, lying hot against his abdomen. The boy's thighs were spread wide, and Mitch could see his own finger buried in the boy's pink-rimmed anus to the second knuckle. He was mesmerized by the image of his finger in the boy's ass. It looked amazing. The view from above of Chris's tight, wrinkled nut sac and Mitch's hand underneath, and the outward pucker of Chris's anus as he pulled his finger back, made his cock twitch in his pants.

Chris lifted his legs, bending them at the knees and hooking his hands behind the joints. He pulled his legs back and apart, giving Mitch an amazing view of his ass and genitals. Mitch kissed the back of Chris's soft, warm thigh, letting his tongue trace a line from the boy's leg toward his crotch.

Chris moaned as Mitch's lips closed around his balls, sucking the wrinkled sac into his mouth and running his tongue over the fleshy bag. Mitch moved so that he lay facing the boy's ass, sucking his balls and fingering his anus.

The man put his hands on the backs of Chris's thighs and held them down while he released the paper boy's balls from his mouth and teased the underside of the sac, tickling him between his legs with the wet tip. Chris sighed when Mitch's tongue replaced his finger at the boy's anal entrance.

"He heard a high-pitched sigh, and was encouraged to continue. Mitch pressed his tongue through the ring of Chris's sphincter and pushed, feeling the muscle expand to allow his tongue entrance. The tight hole closed on the tip of his tongue. Mitch's nose pressed against Chris's scrotum. He felt the boy's balls on either side of the bridge of his nose and ran his tongue in a circle around his anus.

Returning to Chris's cock, Mitch let go of his legs and engulfed the quivering rod in his mouth, sucking harder n the delicious shaft and holding Chris's balls in his palm.

"Oh!" the boy's high-pitched voice cried, "Oh I'm gonna cum!" He humped his cock in and out of Mitch's sucking mouth while Mitch held still, letting his new young lover fuck his mouth.

When he came, Chris's body went stiff, just his hips twitched up and down as his thin cock spurted warm semen into Mitch's mouth.

The man stroked Chris's balls as his cock drooled cum onto his tongue, moving his head up and down slowly to coax the last of his semen from the hard cock.

"Mmmm," Mitch moaned. He smiled at the red-faced boy and swallowed his semen. It had little taste. There wasn't enough of the substance to make him gag. Al in all, Mitch looked forward to more.

Chris smiled at his newspaper customer as Mitch stood and undressed. When he was nude, Mitch stood next to the bed as Chris knelt on it and put his arms around the man's neck, kissing him as he pressed his naked body against Mitch's chest.

Mitch put his arms around Chris's waist and pulled him close. They kissed for a few minutes as Mitch's hands wandered over Chris's back and ass. The man squeezed the 13 year old's firm round butt cheeks and pulled them apart to tease his anus with a fingertip.

Chris pulled back and smiled sexily at Mitch, and bent forward to kiss his nipples. Mitch stood still as the boy kissed his way down his chest and belly, until he lay on his stomach, resting on his elbows, and took Mitch's erection in his soft warm hands.

The boy smiled up at Mitch as he ran his long pink tongue around the head of his cock in slow circles, making it twitch. Mitch moaned when he felt the boy's full pink lips close around the end of his cock, and that wet tongue rubbing the underside of his cock and teasing his piss hole.

He seemed like an experienced cock sucker.

For which Mitch was grateful. He was pushing his cock in and out of the boy's soft, wet mouth, more and more insistently, when Chris held his cock firmly in his fist and pulled his lips from the leaking head. Mitch looked down with disappointment.

"Do you want to fuck me?" the boy asked sweetly. Mitch's disappointment vanished as he grinned and lifted Chris and kissed him, holding his bony shoulders.

"I'll need help," the boy said when Mitch released his tongue. The man looked confused.

"Lube," Chris clarified, and Mitch smiled. He grabbed a tube from his night stand and held it out to the youth, who shook his head and turned around to kneel on his hands and knees with his curvy ass pointed at the man. The beautiful blonde youth smiled over his shoulder at Mitch encouragingly.

Mitch stared at the boy's winking pink sphincter. Mesmerized, he squeezed some of the lubricant on his finger and rubbed the digit against Chris's hole. The boy lay his head on the bed with his back arched upward, presenting his ass to Mitch's ministrations.

Mitch was pushing his finger into the boys hot hole, reveling in the velvety feel of his rectum. He smiled when he heard a throaty moan from the boy.

Mitch spread some of the lubricant on his hard cock and set the tube on the bed, placing his hands on the boy's narrow hips to hold him steady while he pressed the fat head of his cock against Chris's slick anus. He pushed forward, and Chris pushed back. Mitch felt his cock head squashed against the paperboy's tight sphincter, until the opening yielded to the pressure of his hard rod. Chris gasped, and the head of Mitch's cock popped into his asshole.

Mitch gripped the boy's hips and held still, reveling in the feel of Chris's hot asshole around his cock, The ring of muscle gripped his shaft almost painfully, until he felt Chris pressing back against him, and his cock slid deeper. The feeling of the boy's incredibly tight sphincter gripping his cock was unbelievable. He knew he was going to cum soon, and slowed the progress of his cock into Chris's anus to prolong the event.

"Oh, Baby!" he gasped, "Your ass is so hot! So tight!" he pushed in and out slowly, enjoying the feel of his first ass fuck.

"Mmmmm, your cock feels so big in my ass!" the boy moaned. Mitch had no idea if this was true or not, but he didn't care. The boy's words were turning him on anyway.

"I'm gonna cum pretty soon, Baby," he panted.

"Ooooo, are you gonna cum I my ass?" the boy asked, smiling over his shoulder, "Please?"

That was all it took. Mitch gasped, and his cock exploded. He came while gazing into the beautiful boy's big blue eyes. Eyes that held his as if spellbound.

Mitch stood there with his shrinking cock buried in the boy's asshole. He didn't want the feeling to end. Chris pushed himself to a kneeling position with the man's cock in his ass and Mitch had to crouch to maintain the connection. He wrapped his arms around the boy's slender body and Chris turned to kiss him clumsily and messily.

Mitch's cock slid from the boy's leaking asshole while they kissed. He pressed his crotch against Chris's ass, feeling his wilted cock sliding between Chris's round ass cheeks on a glaze of semen.

Chris turned around and took Mitch's slimy cock in his hands, fondling his balls while sliding his palms along the slick surface of his flaccid penis. He crouched in front of his new lover and sucked the soft rod into his mouth, licking the gooey sperm from Mitch's cock with his tongue.

"Mmmmm," he moaned when he was done "Good!" Mitch smiled at him and drew him in for another kiss.

"Can you stay?" he asked the boy when the kiss finally broke.

"Can I?" Chris asked.

"As long as you want, Baby" Mitch said.

"I'll stay" Chris said.

And they kissed again.