Date: Sun, 19 Aug 2018 22:46:07 -0400
From: hairynj@gmail.com
Subject: Latin Fedex Pickup

Sometimes cliche fantasies become reality: pizza delivery guy, hot straight
coworker, big man on campus, etc. my lucky day occurred with the FedEx
deliveryman.

At the time, I worked as a travel agent in Manhattan. From my desk in a
street-level travel shop, each day I enjoyed a parade of handsome men
passing the window. It was a visual treat whenever such men passed or came
in, leading my mind to wander. My wanderlust was peaked when a new face
appeared; a young guy assigned to our FedEx route.

His name is Felix and he is strikingly beautiful: Latin, maybe 24 years,
dark curly hair cut short, swarthy: mocha skin, about 5' 5" though very
muscular and strong. His face is clean shaven though the arms and legs on
display in his summer uniform are delightfully hairy. His calves and ass
are very developed, two of my favorite features. His skin glowed thanks to
the July humidity. I finally remembered his eyes are up here, and they are
a vivid pair of sea green hue. He looks a bit like he could be my younger
brother; I am a 33 years old black guy with similar cafe au lait
complexion, 5'8", 160 lbs. hairy, brown eyes, a bit muscular from playing
soccer and kickball - especially my legs, a salt and pepper crewcut.

Felix introduced himself and announced he's here for a pickup (I could only
hope). My colleagues were also swooning and glared at me when I jumped from
my desk with record speed to lead him to the back where outgoing packages
are placed. He followed me really closely and once in the rear stood so
near I could inhale his musky scent and feel his body heat. Seeing the
travel posters and brochures, he asked if our vacations are expensive. He
wanted to visit the Caribbean but was short on cash as this was his first
post-college job. I replied there are vacations to fit every budget, and
I'd be glad to show him a few options when he had time. Felix was happy to
hear this, stating he needed to get away from his girlfriends (FUCK!) who
follow him around and won't give him a moment's peace. I thought I'd gone
too far when I looked him up and down and said I couldn't blame them,  I
can see why the girls are driven crazy - he simply flashed a smile and
laughed.

We looked at some brochures and our fingers were touching beneath the
pages.  He really got me going - was I having a similar effect? I checked
out his crotch which was really bulging at this point, and he had to have
seen me look, but wasn't put off. He did say he needed to get to his next
stop, so I gave him my card inviting him to call or sit with me whenever he
had any questions. I loved watching those firm, full glutes walking away.

During the hot crowded subway ride heading home, I thought of Felix and
needed a cold shower immediately upon arriving. I soaped myself stroked my
cock, imagining our hairy brown bodies pressed together, feeling my tongue
dancing with his pierced tongue and those green eyes holding my gaze as he
slides his thick cock inside me.

During the next few weeks I got to know him as he stopped by (he also lives
in Jersey City), and once he made time to inquire about vacation packages.
We looked into Puerto Rico, Dominican Republic, Aruba - sunny places with
warm beaches. cool waters and balmy weather ideal for lying about in
swimwear. I cruised him a little, saying suggestive things like I needed a
vacation and should join him, that he was going to really drive the ladies
in the Caribbean to a fever and make them very happy, etc. Despite his talk
of women and clearly being straight, I thought in the back of my mind he
might be "heteroflexible" as he seemed well at ease with me despite the
flirting. I somehow managed to be mostly professional nevertheless.

That Friday evening, coming home from the supermarket, I was surprised to
see Felix walking along my block. He shook my hand and gave me a tight bro
hug - and explained he was visiting one of his girls who lived nearby. He
added she wasn't home, just as well as she's a major pain in the ass. It
was hot and steamy as late August always is and I asked if he'd like to
come in for a cold drink since I lived around the corner - he gladly
accepted. I could barely contain my enthusiasm at having this guy in my
apartment (luckily I'd cleaned in the morning). I had to hold a grocery bag
in front of my crotch to hide my erection. Felix, who'd grabbed a bag to
help me was in a similar state but not at all shy about his display. The
only thing hotter than Felix was my apartment - my air conditioner died and
I'd planned to get the new one this weekend. As I went to get him a beer he
says: "Damn, it's hot in here I gotta take off my shirt!" With that, I saw
a pair of hot chocolate nipples come into view on his muscular chest with a
dusting of hair which grew denser on his flat stomach and leading towards
his shorts where he was obscenely hard and bulged. I gestured towards his
crotch and said it appears he's thinking about his girlfriend. Felix ran
his fingers through his hair saying he wished she was home because he was
hot and needed to fuck. I took a couple of ice cubes from my drink and
placed them on his nipples, saying this should cool you off. Felix laughed,
tried to grab my hands, then took cubes from his drink and tried to place
them under my shirt. We began wrestling and I could feel his  hot body.

Suddenly he stopped and I worried I'd gone a step too far but Felix was
looking into my eyes and started unbuttoning his shorts. I leaned into him
to lick his nipples which elicited sighs of approval. I moved to his
armpits inhaling his musky aroma and nuzzling my face in his luxuriant
hair. I started to remove my shirt, and when I emerged the first thing I
saw was that cock which drove me to madness in the flesh. It was a solid
seven inch column of caramel, wrist-thick which was the surprise, with a
juicy wet head peaking from his thick foreskin. The sexiest part is the
piss slit was very wide, open and dripping with copious pre-cum. Felix
moaned as I started to lick the drops, then took him fully into my mouth
and throat. He started to pump into my throat. His thickness made it hard
to breath, but I managed to suck him and twirl my tongue around his cock
and into his foreskin, which was musky but clean and very sweet.  I was
rubbing against his hairy legs which were melding with my own as I slid my
shorts and briefs off. Suddenly, with a sharp intake of breath, Felix began
to cum, flooding my mouth. I had sensory overload as I pulled off to catch
my breath with his cum pooling on and under my tongue. I opened my eyes to
see his green eyes sparkling before me, then he kissed me where I felt his
piercing as our tongues danced like I imagined and we shared the vintage of
his creamy thick cum.

We continued to kiss, and Felix was milking his cock which amazingly was
still leaking, and using his thick fingers to rub the cum over my sweaty
manhole. He pushed me onto my back and started to nudge his thick cock,
leaking, hot and dripping, against my hole - raw. His bare cock hot-dogged
my ass a few times to give me a massage before breeching the hole and
slowly sliding in. "Oh damn you feel so good in there baby" Felix says as
he immediately began to thrust, slowly but increasingly fast as he was
indeed hot to fuck. I wrapped my legs around his waist to pull him in
deeper as we rocked together. Sweat dripped from his forehead into my
mouth, the same salty taste as his cock which was now deeply embedded. The
combination of sweat and cum created a slick juicy tunnel for Felix's
plunging verga. Felix wiped the sweat from his forehead and hair and used
the moisture to stroke my 6" shaft which was close to bursting. At the
moment I finally started to shoot against his hard abs. Felix rammed me
really hard, his thick root swelling and throbbing as hot hot leche poured
into my hole like frothy beer into a glass. We collapsed together, panting
in unison as Felix used his meaty fingers to feed me his cum leaking from
my ass.

The remainder of the weekend Felix never left, and we filled the time
engaging in hot, wet, raw sex infused with far more tenderness and
affection than I would ever have expected. A couple of weeks later, after
deciding not to buy an air conditioner and to celebrate Felix moving in, we
took a trip to Curacao together - no girls allowed.