Paper Boy
Many years ago I had a paper round. The last customer on the round used to get only the Sunday papers and, once a month, a little magazine called Health and Efficiency (still going as it happens). It is a nudist magazine, not porn but lots of pictures of naked people. Unlike nowadays, it was not wrapped so I could look through it and enjoy my first stiffies. I got too engrossed one day, and was still looking at it when I got to the door. My heart nearly stopped when the door flew open and the customer was standing there. He looked really old to me but was probably around 60. He demanded to know what I thought I was doing and I just stuttered and tried to say sorry and held the magazine out to him. He just stared at me and then said he was going to tell my boss. That would have cost me my job and I really didn't want to lose it, so I begged him not to tell. 'Come inside while I think about it.' I followed him into the living room and he looked hard at me. 'Do as I tell you, and I won't say anything.' Thinking he was going to tell me not to do it again, I eagerly agreed. 'Right then, you are so interested in naked people, take your clothes off' I was totally stunned and could only gape at him. He opened the magazine and showed me a picture of a young woman posing by a tree. 'Do you like that?' 'Yes... I mean no! I mean...' 'Take your clothes off and lean against the wall like her. Do it now or I'll be straight up to the paper shop!'
I realised he meant it and I didn't want to lose my job, so I slowly began undressing. When I got down to my underpants, I started to sniffle and pleaded with him to let me leave them on, but he was adamant. 'Everything off and lean against the wall like the girl in the magazine.'
Sobbing now, I pulled my pants off and covered my little cock and balls with my hands. Then I stepped to the wall, leaned back against it and put my hands behind my head. The man slowly looked me all over. 'Will you read my magazine again?' 'N-no sir,' I sobbed. 'Good. You can get dressed now. And make sure you don't tell anyone about this or I will report you.' I quickly promised I wouldn't and dressed as fast as I could. 'Go on then, off you go.'
I couldn't get out quickly enough and was just so relieved that I would keep my job.
I almost threw up on the Sunday when I delivered his papers, but I didn't see or hear a sign of him.
When the next issue of the magazine was out, I tried to creep up to the door and post it without him hearing, but he must have been watching for me and the door flew open as I was reaching out. 'I haven't been looking at it, honest mister!' 'Come in while I check it.' With my heart pounding I followed him into the living room again. He flipped through the pages. 'Hmm, this one is creased, and this one.' 'It wasn't me, mister, I swear!' I remembered seeing my boss flipping through the papers and magazines as he put the rounds up, but I knew the man would never believe me. 'Seems like you haven't learned your lesson yet. Take your clothes off.' I begged and pleaded, but he wouldn't listen. Giving in, I began stripping. I didn't cry this time, and I just took my underpants off without a word. I stood in front of him covering my little boy bits.
'Right,' he said, 'I know how to fettle you.' He turned to the table and handed me a pair of sunglasses. 'Put these on.' I was completely baffled, but did as he said, covering myself with my hands again. He turned to the table again and handed me a brightly coloured beach ball. I should have realised he had prepared for this, but it didn't click until much later. Then he opened a copy of the magazine and showed me some pictures of a group of people passing a beach ball back and forwards. 'Show me how you would do that. Blushing deeply, I pretended to throw the ball. 'Lift your arms up and jump when you throw.'
Once I was doing it the way he wanted, he told me to keep going and pretend I was in the middle of a circle. I had to concentrate on keeping my balance and didn't notice, at first, that he had picked up a camera and was taking pictures of me! I didn't dare stop and kept jumping and turning until he told me I could stop. 'Right. When I get these developed, if you ever look at my magazine again, I'll give them to your parents. Now get dressed and hop it!'
I didn't need a second telling and was soon running down the road.
Soon afterwards, I was 'promoted' to a bigger round, so I got more money. It was a great relief to me that I would never have to call at that house again.
Over the years, I have often wondered if it had been a setup between him and my boss to get nude photos of me. I got a better paper round out of it, so it never worrried me.
How old are you at the time?
I started work when I was 15 and a half and had given the paper round up before that. I had the new round for 7 or 8 months, so I must have been about 13/14.
And what type of underwear did you wear?
Nothing exotic, just standard, white, cotton briefs.
A 55 year old woman made me strip down to my underwear because she thought I was stealing thing from her house when I did odd jobs
OP.
How did you feel? I was terrified and dying of embarrassment at the time. I was glad to get away and just keep quiet about it. I must confess that, many years later, I felt a guilty thrill when I looked back.
I felt embarrassed more so when her granddaughter was there.
How old are you and type of underwear you had on? How old was her granddaughter?
I was 14 and wear colour boxer brief and her granddaughter was 15
How long did this go on for and did the granddaughter say in thing sexy?
5 years and her granddaughter would try to get her grandmother to make me work nude at least once a month it did happen a couple of times the grandmother would tell to strip naked so my clothes wouldn't get dirty when I cleaned out the garage the granddaughter would came in and watch me clean nude.
Do you have sex with her granddaughter?
Yes.I Rock up to her house just after I turn 18 that day I was to clean out the roof space the grandmother get me to strip naked she put my clothes on the kitchen table and I get in the roof to clean.When I finish cleaning up I climb down and find out the grandmother had gone out and my clothes are not on the table and her granddaughter 19 walk into the kitchen wearing my underwear and grabs my dick and goes your clothes are on my bed and she pulls me to her bedroom and we have sex.we end up date for a year.