It started off innocently enough. One hot summer day that I'll never forget. Living in a small town after living in a large one for so long takes some adjusting too, unfortunately I wasn't adjusting well at all. I became an introvert who only left the house to go to the local convenience store and school. My routine since it was summer break, was to sleep late, get up and eat lunch and then basically fuck off all day till my parents came home from work. I had become fascinated with art and music during this time and pursued both regularly. There was no internet, no local bookstore or craft supplier much less a music store so all I had was comic books and music magazines plus the radio.
I would venture out every Tuesday afternoon to go to the store and buy comics, cokes and other snacks with money I had saved from allowance. One day I happened to be there when the magazine delivery driver came to replace the old magazines with new ones. He was very friendly towards me, and I felt at ease talking to him about the process concerning his job. He explained everything and even offered to give me old comics that were going to be taken back and destroyed if I wanted any. I was excited by that and said yes immediately. He said that after he finished his route that I could come to his motel room and pick out whatever I wanted. That should have been a red flag, but I was CLUELESS.
When I was leaving, he called me over to his truck. He showed me a stack of magazines he was going to let me go through later on and there was a porn magazine sitting right on top. He opened it and asked if I liked those kinds of magazines too. Of course, I said yes as my cock began to swell and harden. His motel was right across the road from the store, and he gave me his room number and told me to meet him after 5 pm. Since I lived down the road from there I agreed.
