Paper Route Detour (Futa on Male)

By Jordan Bailey

After spying on a unique couple in a secluded area along his paper route, teenaged Harley becomes infatuated. And after they’re fleeting encounter, now nothing can satiate his urges, so he makes it his mission to watch them again. There’s just one problem though: they are nowhere to be found. Will Harley succeed in fulfilling his dreams? Or be forced to commit them to memory forever?
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Contains elements of Futanari on Male

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jordan Bailey
• Release date: May 19, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215877449

Jordan Bailey

Jordan Bailey is a transwoman originally from England who now lives quietly in the United States. Her hobbies include writing, movies and playing with her dogs. Lover of anime, manga and animals, she primarily writes about Futanari, or 'Dickgirl' women and crossdressing. She also enjoys weaving tales about effeminate young men, a.k.a. 'femboys', transwomen and other transgender themes!To get updates, send feedback, or anything else, follow her on Reddit @ BaileyJordanOfficial

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Paper Route Detour

(A Morning Jog Side-Story)

by Jordan Bailey

This ebook is for 18+ adults ONLY. It contains explicit, graphic details of sexual acts and language that may be considered offensive by some readers.

All characters engaged in sexual activity are consenting, non-related adults over the age of 18.

Copyright © 2023 author Jordan Bailey. All rights reserved.

Author's Note: This story takes place in the same universe as Morning Jog but you do not have to have read it to enjoy or understand this one. However, if you want to know more about the characters, be sure to check it out!

Harley! My mom called out to me from downstairs. Your papers are here!

I was still getting dressed, scrambling to get out of my pajamas and into some appropriate clothes for my morning paper route.

Be right down, I called out.

Now completely nude however, I was quickly reminded that I would need to do something about the seething erection I had jutting out in front of me.

You see, ever since turning eighteen in December, I noticed that my morning wood was becoming more and more a nuisance. I had been jacking off at least two or three times a day since, but nothing seemed to quell the horniness that built up each and every overnight.

Once out of my pajamas, and despite my raging erection, I plucked a pair of nylon basketball shorts from my dresser, then found an old t-shirt that I didn’t care got dirty. Clothes in hand, I stood in front of the mirror on my door and looked over my body. I had grown two inches over the winter and I was now nearly five feet tall, a benchmark I had been yearning for for years. I still didn’t have any hair under my arms and only had a small, short patch of light brown pubic hair growing above my dick, but it was the most progress I had ever made, so I was thrilled. I guess it was a normal size for my age. I had tried checking out a couple boys in the shower at school, but none of them were hard, so I could only guess if I was normal or not. Next I hopped on the scale, waiting for the numbers to populate, but then frowned at the ninety pounds it displayed.

Harley! My mother shouted again. You’re going to be late!

Stealing another quick look in the mirror, I got dressed and headed downstairs.

Once outside, I hauled the bundle of papers from the end of the driveway to the garage. Even though it was still spring, it was unseasonably warm, and I found myself breaking a sweat almost immediately. True I wasn’t in the best of shape, but still.

After loading up my bike