Date: Sun, 28 May 2000 12:27:57 -0500 From: Anthony Subject: 'UPS' in AdultYouth This is my first posting of an original story that actually happened to me so many years ago. I've written or started quite an extensive collection of original stories but haven't had the courage to post them for display. Comments/Suggestions are welcomed from all and if the response is positive, I may finish and post several more. Nekked@gay.com I was 16 then, and at that moment, life couldn't have been any better. My parents were away on for a few days. They had decided that I was old enough to stay by myself and had sent my sister to our Grandparent's house so I wouldn't have to be responsible for her. I had to house to myself. I was in heaven. It was summer and I didn't have a care in the world except one thing. I was horny, more than I'd ever been before. I'd discovered the joy of being naked many years earlier and was taking advantage of the situation. For some reason that day, beating off wasn't doing it for me. I wanted, no needed, something else. Cock. Someone else's. At that time there was only one cock I could get my hands on, one of my neighborhood buddies. Grabbing the phone I called him up, but was really let down when he couldn't get out of helping his father work on the yard. We made plans for later that evening. He was as excited as I that I had the house all to myself with no interruptions. We were always forced to meet in the woods whenever we got together and finally having a bed sounded wonderful. I love taking chances, getting a thrill from the prospect of being caught-in- the-act. Back then I loved walking by open windows, keeping the patio door curtain wide open, even keeping the front door open while I moved around the house. Just the thought that someone might be watching made my cock hard as nails. I've been fortunate, not actually having been caught, except that one morning. I had been moving from room to room catching my reflection in things, watching my nakedness closely in anything I could see, stroking my cock just enough to keep my fever at it's highest pitch. I walked from the kitchen through the living room and down the hall to the bathroom admiring my stroking hand on my big cock all the way. I had been watching myself in the big mirror for only a few seconds when I heard the doorbell ring. Quickly I ran down the hall and peeked carefully around the corner. Standing at the door, with a box in his hands was a man, dressed in the brown uniform that signified UPS. My heart began to pound within my chest and for a few seconds I didn't know what to do. I thought about running and getting dressed, but that would take too long, smiling slyly I quickly grabbed a towel from the rack, wrapped it around my waist, took a deep breath, and walked to the door. I tried my best not to ogle him while I opened the screen, but couldn't help but notice the thick red hair on his arms and legs. I'd always liked looking at hairy men, and my cock, having a mind of it's own, was liking what I was looking at too, tenting my towel obscenely and making it impossible for me to hide it. Very professionally he said he had a delivery for my father and when I said I was the only one home, he replied that all he needed was a signature. In my haste to cover myself, I hadn't secured the towel well enough and when I reached out and picked up the clipboard from atop the box, the towel dropped to my feet, exposing my body to the world. Quickly I grabbed it and covered myself, mumbled an apology, to which he replied that it happens sometimes and not to worry about it. My head was reeling from the situation, my cock was throbbing from excitement, I was standing there, one hand holding a towel over my cock, and the other holding the clipboard. I became confused. What was I to do? How could I sign the thing? I'd have to either drop the towel or hook it back around my waist. Noticing my hesitation he said, "Just sign it. Don't worry about the towel, you don't have anything I don't." Surprised by his comment I looked up at his beaming smile and had a wonderful thought, "Wow! I can actually show myself off to a perfect stranger without any consequences to pay!" Needless to say, I not only dropped my covering, I tossed it across the room! He smiled even wider and offered to set the heavy box on the coffee table. I moved aside, and he stepped into the living room. As he walked by I couldn't help but notice how his body flattered his ugly uniform, filling it out quite nicely. I envied the size of him. How his body tapered from his shoulders to a narrowed waist then flaring again over his hips and bubble butt. His thick, hairy legs filled out his shorts beautifully. I was amazed mostly by the size of his hands. "If his hands are any indication of the size of his cock, it must me HUGE!" I thought. I scribbled my signature on the clipboard and handed it to him. Glancing at it for a moment he said, "Well Anthony, you said you're alone now, how long?" "A few days." I answered. He smiled, set the clipboard down on the box, and turned standing directly in front of me. His well over 6 foot frame towered above me. I felt tiny in his presence. He must have sensed how I felt because he squatted, bringing himself down to my level. "Can I ask you a personal question?" he asked. When I nodded he pointed to my cock, "Ever had another guy touch it?" Again I nodded. "Have you ever touched another guy's cock?" "One." I answered. He grinned from ear to ear, "I'd like to touch yours, would you like to touch mine?" When I nodded and smiled back he stood to his full height, and began unbuttoning his shirt. I became even more excite. I envied his masculinity. His chest, broad and extremely well defined, was covered in a thick matting of red fur. I began stroking my aching cock while he undressed right in front of me. When he slipped his shorts off I realized he wasn't wearing any underwear. My eyes popped at the size of his semi-stiffened cock. I'd never seen one that big before. My own cock, rather large and somewhat monstrous attached to my smallish frame, had been the biggest I'd ever had the pleasure of viewing. "For a little man, you've got one hell of a cock on you." He said. "That's the biggest thing I've ever seen." I responded. I had wished for this moment the instant I had laid eyes on him, and now he was moving closer to me, stark naked! I couldn't believe my luck as he stepped up to me and pulled me close against him. I buried my head in the soft hair of his chest with his cock stabbing into my gut. I began kissing the deep cleft between his pecs. "I don't believe this." He sighed. "I've seen a few people naked before during deliveries, even caught one couple fucking, but this has never happened to me before." I don't think he'd expected me to be so aggressive. After the initial shock of our meeting, I wasn't about to let him leave before I got what I wanted. I let my arms slip from around his waist and took his massive cock, now fully aroused, into my hands. There was more meat there than I really knew what to do with. My neighbor friend's cock wasn't nearly as big as even my own and I knew what I liked to do with it, now I just had a lot more to handle. I dropped to my knees, my hands running down the outsides of his hairy thighs, and took one of his bulbous balls into my mouth. "Oh God." He moaned, "This is incredible!" After I'd worked his balls till they both were shiny from my spit, I took his tremendous member into my hands and slipped my lips over his big knob. There was no way I could get all of his cock into my mouth, but I tried, taking every millimeter that I could get. He played with my hair and stroked my head while I sucked on his throbbing cock. After a few minutes he asked if we could go into my room. I took him by the cock and lead him down the hall. I lay on my bed and he climbed on top of me. He began kissing me something I'd not experienced before. My head spun from the feel of his tongue running around inside my mouth and the softness of his lips against mine. Turning himself around he presented me his drooling cock and took mine fully into his throat, the pleasure nearly overwhelming. He was an expert, taking me to the brink many times yet not throwing me over while we sucked each other hungrily. In my mind I envisioned what we must look like, this hulk and his thin friend, pleasing each other. I loved the feeling as his thick, vein- covered cock stretched my jaw nearly to the breaking point. I wanted to experience him fully, yet there was fear. Fear of the sheer size of him. My neighbor friend had fucked me a few times and I had loved it every time, yet he was no where near the mass of flesh I was currently sucking. I was near the height of pubescence and the hormones coursing through my veins quickly squashed my fear of the unknown. Pulling away from him, I went to my closet and retrieved a towel and my large, well-used jar of Vaseline. His smile was indescribable when he realized just what I had planned and he quickly rolled onto his back. Climbing between his legs I took his towering manhood into my hand and smeared it heavily with the grease. At the same time I began working some into the tightness of my asshole. He locked his hands behind his head and watched me stroke and jack his cock while I slipped one, then two, then three fingers into my ass, stretching and relaxing it in preparation of what was to come next. It took all four of my fingers, embedded deep into my ass before I thought it might be enough to accommodate his immense rod. I asked him to sit up against the wall along side my bed, which he did without hesitation. He was so sweet, showing genuine concern as I straddled him and squatted against the tip of his cock. He pulled me tightly against his chest and kissed me again, his long cock just inches from my twitching hole. Slowly I lowered myself against it, prying myself open with his knob. Surprisingly it slipped easily past my muscle. I must have wanted him more than I'd realized because the pain and pressure I'd anticipated just wasn't there, only the intense fullness of his penetration. Putting my palms against the tightness of his pectorals I pressed against him. In one long stroke, I lowered myself on him, not stopping till my ass was tightly gripping the base of his cock. Both of us moaned in unison feeling the heat of each other's flesh. We held very still, wallowing in the intensity of our connection. I was the first to move and began to raise and lower my body on him. His cock was too long and I quickly began to tire, my legs trembling beneath me. Sensing my troubles, he promptly wrapped his massive arms around me and rolled me onto my back. He was unbelievably slow and gentle as he rocked his body against me, pushing his cock deep inside and pulling it back until just the head was left. I felt incredibly hollow on each of his long out strokes, longing for his return plunge. The fever of my passion began to skyrocket. I began to get more and more vocal, moaning, using every foul word in the English language, and begging, no pleading with him to fuck me harder, faster. Needless to say, he was more than willing to give me what I wanted. Soon he was pistoning in and out of me faster than a well-tuned V8 and slamming against my lithe body so hard I wondered if my poor bed would hold up. I could feel the slap of his low- hanging nuts against the cheeks and crack of my ass with every lunge. The day had grown hot and we didn't have air conditioning. We were both sweating gallons. I think I was covered by more of his sweat, as it rained down on me, than my own. He began to cry out. "Its cumming little buddy." He shouted, "You ready for me?" "Fuck yes!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Really I wasn't ready for this to end, it was feeling so good he could have gone on forever and I wouldn't have complained. I was in absolute ecstasy not knowing it was about to get even better. The combination of his battering ram in my ass and his hairy chest scraping against my cock had me stoned out of my mind. He groaned, deep and animalistic. Tears began to well in my eyes. His cock ballooned deep within my soul. As if we were one I felt his impending orgasm as it swept over his body. His face turned beet red and every muscle on him tightened. He vice-gripped my ankles as his manhood detonated inside me. His juices blasted my guts, hot and powerful. Every volley was causing his body to convulse and tremble. My fingertips dug deeply into the backs of my thighs as the incredible tingle spread from deep within my balls. Huge gobs of my cum vaulted through the air, splattering my face, neck and chest. My asshole clenched and gripped his twitching bone, milking his cock of its last drops with my own orgasm. He collapsed atop me, and together, in a tangle of arms and legs, we gasped for air. He kissed me long and deep as his spent cock slipped from my body. As he dressed he told me over and over again that he'd never had a fuck like me, boosting my confidence and self-esteem by leaps and bounds. He kissed me again telling me he'd be back again, before he hurriedly headed out the door, worried he'd be in trouble for taking so long on one delivery. While he drove away, I realized that I hadn't even learned his name. I never saw him again, but I have him to thank for bringing me years of pleasure. On his cock I learned the joys of mansex, how much I love being a bottom, and the freedom of never wearing underwear.