Mr Collier seduces the Post Boy

It was a Saturday morning and after sleeping in I was enjoying a leisurely breakfast. There was a knock at the door, I was not expecting a caller and when I opened the door a young postman greeted me. He smiled and said, “A parcel for Mr Collier, will you sign here please”. I signed my signature on the young man’s electronic gadget and he handed me the parcel. “Thanks Sir” he said and walked off down the drive.

He was so cute I found myself with an instant erection, I watched as he walked up my neighbours drive to deliver a letter. He was wearing a post office baseball cap tufts of his wavy blonde hair blew gently in the breeze. It was still only spring and a little chilly but he was already wearing shorts and just a shirt. He noticed I was still on my doorstep and came around and asked if everything was ok.

It was then I noticed his piercing blue eyes and square chin, he seemed to still be at that stage of changing from a youth to a man. The cool breeze had made his nipples hard and I could clearly see them poking through the thin material of his shirt. I glanced down to see if I could see a bulge in his shorts but they were quite baggy. 

“Mr Collier is everything ok” he asked again, “sorry yes fine” I replied, he smiled and walked back down my drive. I shouted after him “Are you now my regular postman, oh and what’s your name”, he turned walked back a few paces and explained this was now his round and his name was Skip. I thanked him again and went inside, I watched him from the window until he had vanished from sight. I made up my mind there and then that I would somehow seduce this young man, I sat down on the sofa and worked out a vague plan to somehow get to know him better.

My idea was to regularly have parcels delivered to me on Saturdays. I found a couple of companies who offered next day delivery by Royal Mail so on the Thursday evening of the following week I ordered a few items hoping they would be delivered on Saturday. I checked my email on Friday afternoon and sure enough Royal Mail had dispatched both items.

I made sure I was free until lunchtime Saturday, I woke up early, as I knew I was close to the sorting office. I’d been thinking about Skip for most of the week and that morning had woke up with a huge hard-on after having a very hot dream about him. I didn’t have long to wait at about 9:45 I spotted Skip a little down the avenue. I watched him go from house to house, I was so very aroused it had been a long time since a guy had made me feel so very horny.

I opened the front door just as Skip knocked, “Hi Skip” I said, “Hello Mr Collier can you sign again please” he said. I asked Skip inside as I said I needed to find my glasses, he came in leaving the door ajar. I put on my glasses and signed the electronic thingy. “Would you like a cuppa,” I asked. “No I must dash,” said Skip, “but thanks for the offer”. I watched from the doorstep as Skip walked off to carry on with his round. This went on for a few weeks, I knew I had to be patient and slowly Skip stayed a little longer each time, we only chatted for a couple of minutes each time but it was progress.

Summer had arrived along with the storms and bad weather, I woke to find part of my fence in the back garden had blown down. After fixing the panel I was struggling to lower it back into the runners. It was then I heard the back gate open and turned to see Skip. He dropped his mail bag and ran over to help me with the fence panel. We soon had it in place and I invited Skip inside for a drink, surprisingly he agreed although he would only have a cold drink as he had to get on with his round. We chatted for a couple of minutes I told him I was 62 he turned out to be over half my age at 23, he said he had a girlfriend but wasn’t really sure if she was the one for him. He asked if I was married and I laughed and said no, women were not for me. Skip smiled but I was not sure if he understood what I was suggesting. “What time do you finish your round?” I asked, “About 1pm on a good day” he said, “your avenue is one of the first roads I do.” Why don’t you leave me and this road until last, I know the sorting office is in the next street, then we would have more time to chat?” I asked. “Okay” Skip said, “I’ll think about that one”.

The following Thursday evening I was struggling to find items to order that were in stock. I had amassed a large collection of fairly useless things just to entice my young postman into my bed, but I felt sure he would be worth every penny spent.

Saturday morning I was up early and waiting for Skip to deliver my parcels, 10am came then 11 and 12 but there was no sign of Skip, then at nearly 1pm I spotted him down the bottom of the avenue. He had missed me out completely, I was really upset perhaps my parcels had not been dispatched in time. It had been over 8 weeks since I started my little plan so I suppose at some point it was going to go wrong. I resigned myself to not seeing Skip and got on with some work.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door, I looked out of the window hoping to see a red post office van but no just an old blue Fiesta. I opened the door, it was Skip, I could not help but smile, my face must have lit up. “No parcel for you today Mr Collier but I thought I’d pop around for a chat now my round has finished.” I could hardly contain my excitement or the erection that instantly sprung up in my trousers. I offered Skip a seat on the sofa, he sat down and said that he’d love a cuppa, I went off into the kitchen and we chatted through the open doorway as I made the tea.

As I handed Skip the cup and saucer I felt sure he spotted the obvious bulge in my trousers, I sat down really close to him and was pleased he did not move away. As we chatted I brushed my leg against his, Skip gently pushed his thigh against mine and I took this as a green light to take the situation further. As we talked I would keep touching his thigh with my hand, Skip replied by opening his legs slightly. His legs were firm but not over muscley with wispy blond hairs flowing over his tanned skin. I placed my hand on the inside of his thigh and began stroking his leg, slowly I worked my hand up until it was just inside the leg of his shorts.

Suddenly Skip rose to his feet, I asked what was wrong, he apologised and said he had cum in his pants. Sure enough there was a big wet patch in his shorts, cum was dripping down his leg and onto his trainers. “Don’t worry,” I said, “sit back down and take minute to compose yourself”. My calming words did not seem to work and Skip got himself in a bit of a panic. He jabbered on about how could he go home with cum soaked shorts and briefs. I offered to wash them for him while he waited but he just wanted to leave and he literally ran out of the house back into his car and drove off.

I decided not to order any items the following week, as Skip now knew that I wanted him and I was sure he wanted me. It took Skip a couple of weeks to summon up the courage to visit me, but visit me he did one Saturday after his post round. I invited him in and we chatted and had a cup of tea together while standing in the kitchen. He seemed very relaxed. I, however, was on edge, desperate to have this young man. I could feel my hard cock straining against my briefs. I reached towards him and slipped my hand around his slim waist pulling him in close to me. I looked deep into his eyes my mouth open and leaned in towards him flicking my tongue across his lips. He opened his mouth and we kissed passionately my tongue probing his eager young mouth. I slipped my hand down the back of his shorts and fondled his bum.

I became aware of Skip’s breathing it was short and irregular, “are you okay” I asked, “do you want me to stop?” “I think I best go,” replied Skip. I was not going to give up at this point so I slipped my hand inside the front of Skip’s shorts and into his briefs. His cock was hard as rock. “Well now Skip, it looks to me like you do not want me to stop”, my voice was firm, I wanted this young man and I was not going to let him escape again. “Do you want me to touch you Skip?” I asked, “to caress your swelling erection with my fingers”. “Oh, Sir?” he replied, “or perhaps you want me to get down on my knees and glide my wet lips over your cock shaft”. “Oh yes Mr Collier please”. “Then say it Skip tell me what you want” I knew I had to be firm with the boy as at any minute I thought he may do a runner. “I want you to suck my dick, please suck it Mr Collier”. Skip’s voice was shaky and his breathing fast and short. “Why Skip I would just love to suck your cock”.

I knelt down in front of Skip and began to suck and bite at his cock through his shorts. I undid the zip of his shorts reached inside and prised his cock over his briefs, the elastic waist band snapped under his balls and I began working my tongue up and down his cock shaft. I looked up at Skip but his eyes were tightly closed his breathing still irregular. I took his cock into my warm mouth and sucked him like only a man can. Skip opened his eyes and looked down at me “Ohhh I don’t want to cum! Please Sir not yet, I’m begging you stop now and fuck me up the ass” I looked up at Skip letting his cock slip from my mouth. Skip looked down at me “I want to feel you thrust your cock deep inside my virgin ass”. I smiled “is that what you want Skip” I asked. “Yes” he replied, “I want you to fuck me, I want to be your fuck boy”.

I took Skip into the lounge and pushed him down on the sofa, I undid the buttons of his shirt and pulled it off. His nipples were big and surprisingly plump, I sucked on them while Skip gently moaned. He was very vocal and obviously enjoying the attention I was lavishing on him. I undid the button and pulled down the zip of his shorts. I rolled him over onto his stomach, he arched his back and stuck his bum in the air. I laughed and slapped his ass hard calling him a slut as I did so. I pulled his shorts and briefs down around his ankles, the sight of his cute young bum took my breath away. It was perfectly round and full, I slapped it again and Skip moaned with pleasure.

I sat on the sofa and straddled his legs, playing with his beautiful ass, I ran my finger down his crack to his balls, reaching underneath I pulled his impressive cock between his ass cheeks. Precum was dribbling from his cock onto my leather sofa, I reached down and gently blew on him from his cock head over his balls and crack to the small of his back. This I repeated with my tongue gliding it over his body, which was beginning to glisten with little spots of perspiration. I parted his ass cheeks and fingered his tight virgin rosebud. He was very tight but I knew from experience that his tight ass would stretch to take my hard cock I kissed and licked his ass slowly swirling my tongue over his cheeks and onto his balls and finally gliding up his warm sweaty ass crack to his rosebud. I kissed and sucked at his little hole teasing him with my tongue slowly working it inside his delicious ass. All the time Skip sort of whimpered and panted in a most erotic way, his moaning punctuated with softly spoken words of encouragement.

I spat on his ass and managed to work a couple of fingers inside him, I massaged his prostate and he shouted out “oh fuck, oh fuck, that feels wonderful”. I undid my zip and got my hard cock out and lay on top of Skip rubbing my cock over his ass crack. I leaned forward and whispered in his ear “I’m going to fuck your virgin ass you little queer”. “Yes, yes” he replied fuck my virgin ass”. I reached over the sofa and opened the draw of the cabinet, I took out the tube of lube and lubed my cock and Skip’s ass. “Ooooh” said Skip “that’s cold”. I laughed, “Well your ass is about to get my hot cock deep inside it”.

I rubbed my cock up and down Skip’s ass and slowly worked the head of my cock inside his tight rosebud. I lay down on top of him allowing all my weight to bear down on him. I slowly eased my cock inside him, he was very tight but I knew his ass would stretch to take my cock. I began pushing harder, I kissed his neck and whispered in his ear as I began pounding his ass. “That’s it my young man surrender to your desire, relax you ass and feel every inch of my hard cock as I ram it in and out of your ass!” Skip began gently pushing back as I thrust my cock deeper inside him. “That’s it you fucking little queer take all my cock deep inside your ass” My verbal abuse was obviously turning Skip on in a big way as he continued to push back against me as I thrust against him. That’s it my boy you cum while I shoot my hot semen up your begging asshole. With one final push I filled Skip’s ass with my hot cum, I pulled out to see all my cum flooding from his ass over his balls and cock. His own cock was lying in a pool of cum. I felt so horny I leaned down and licked all Skip’s cum off the sofa and my own cum from Skip’s ass and balls. Skip rolled over and we shared a long spunky kiss.

We both lay there without talking and I must have fell asleep for the next thing I remember is Skip bringing me a whiskey, he needed one to calm his nerves. We sat on the sofa and talked until it got dark, eventually Skip asked if he could shower before he headed back home to his girlfriend. After Skip's shower we said our goodbyes and he headed off home a changed man.