Date: Tue, 29 Dec 2020 17:55:26 +0000 (UTC)
From: Arthur Doyle <sirarthurpornandoyle@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dumb delivery jock 4

"FUUUUCKKKK!!"

I threw back my head and ran my fingers through my wet hair as my roommate
Dan swallowed my long dong in the shower. As steam rose around us, his
mouth slipped down my sopping shaft, traveling ever farther into his sweet
gullet and sending me into high heaven. I tried to remember why I had
called him into the bathroom----I think I wanted him to hand me something
from the cabinet----but somehow we'd ended up in a situation where he was
descending on my giant cock as a warm spray of water ran over both of our
chiseled figures.

This was the second time Dan had blown me today. Earlier, I'd called him
into my bedroom, having woken up with a raging morning boner and intending
to talk to him about how crazy it was to see my huge meat so hard after
being part of a giant sex orgy the night before. Instead, I just kind of
uncovered my beast and said, hey would you look at that. He had eyed my
monster, licking his lips as a weird moment of tension passed between
us. And then I think he must have slipped because the next thing I knew, he
was gagging like a porn star on my rock hard junk, his incredible lips
wrapped tightly around its girthy extent. After I shot a huge load down his
throat, he smacked his lips, and told me that he'd be quite happy to care
of my stiffie any time. While I'd previously thought of Dan as straight, I
wasn't really sure what to think anymore.

Banging his skull in the shower, I ran my fingers up and down my sensitive
skin, stopping to tweak my pert nipples before setting my hands on the back
of Dan's head and really railing the crap out of him. He took it like a
champ, opening his amazing craw to my assault, getting smacked in the chin
by my weighty wet balls again and again and again. The whole situation was
kind of strange for an all-American hetero athlete like me but my
sex-crazed mind was having trouble doing anything other than donging my
roommate in our shared shower. Finally, I sputtered and released a second
helping of sweet sperm into his needy mouth.

Later, as I walked to work, I wondered about me and Dan's relationship. It
felt like something had changed between us, though I couldn't quite place
my finger on it. He had mentioned something about wanting to invite a few
friends over tonight for a play date (which I assumed was a funny way to
talk about getting high and playing video games) and all I could think
about was how I'd have to be extra careful from now on not to let myself
fall around any gay dudes since it seemed to invariably lead to the most
ridiculous orgy-tastic situations. Just remembering all the cocks that had
been stuffed inside me in the last little while made my stomach flutter in
a strange way. Inside my tight delivery boy pants, my prick started to
harden.

Reaching the pizza parlor, I headed to the back, where my jacked Greek boss
was waiting to tell me about my next assignment. He had a friend with him
this time, another mountain of a man who fixed me in a delighted grin the
moment he saw me. The pizza store owner introduced his friend as another
businessman, the manager of a kebabery down the street. The guy was
apparently Turkish, with olive-colored skin really similar to my boss and
the same hairy shoulders and pecs sticking out from a pretty revealing
apron. They looked like near-mirror images standing there next to one
another as my Greek boss explained that today I'd be teaming up with one of
this guy's employees.

"Amir!" the Turk called.

In walked a beautiful dude around my age, with dark eyes and lips, a dusky
complexion, and an embarrassed look on his face from being buck ass naked
aside from a baseball cap and shoes. His figure was cut to perfection, from
his amazing calves to his toned biceps, definitely another sports player
who kept himself in top form. As he sidled inside, he kept one hand over
his exposed crotch, though he could barely hide his enormous soft snake of
a cock and massive hairy balls. At one point, he almost tripped but caught
himself just in time. Looking up at me, he gave me a crooked grin.

"Hey, dude. Nice to meet you! I just started working as a delivery guy for
this kebab place and am still learning the ropes. Sorry I'm super clumsy
sometimes, but don't worry, I'm hoping to get really good at this job. My
boss just told me he was promoting me to executive delivery boy and that
this"----he indicated his hot nude body----"is my new costume."

I stood there, kind of dazed, not quite understanding who this talkative
god was but feeling my pulse quicken as I stared at him. My boss cleared
his throat.

"Troy," he growled in his deep and commanding voice. "Why don't you get
into your executive outfit to help Amir feel more comfortable? In fact, we
can all help each other out."

Both he and his Turkish friend started to strip and so I joined along,
peeling off my tight getup. Soon, we were all standing there, Amir, my
boss, and the kebabery owner totally in the buff, and me in my skimpy
jockstrap. The two older men had sprung enormous boners, their colossal
fuck sticks sticking straight out in front of them, and each was kind of
slowly tracing a couple fingers up and down down their barrels, ending at
the huge round dick-tips where a sticky film of jizz juice had
collected. Their other hands were perched on each other's rear ends,
cupping the muscular curve of their cheeks, as each smiled down at me and
Amir. A voice in the back of my brain told me how great it was to be
admired like this by two such fine dudes.

My new delivery partner actually looked a bit relieved to see everyone in
the same natural state as him, though I noticed how his eyes were
practically glued to our bosses, with their magnificent hairy hides and
insanely large erections. It was hard to tear myself away as well. But
these meals weren't going to deliver themselves, so I tapped Amir on the
shoulder and suggested we get a move on.

As we drove to our next assignment, I got to know Amir better (the boy was
a chatterbox) and found out he was Egyptian and not Turkish, that he loved
soccer and wrestling (like me!) and that he was definitely straight (he
mentioned it several times in a row). That somehow made me feel better,
since I knew I could let me guard down around him without worrying about
bizarre and mortifying situations springing up. But sitting there in the
passenger seat, still completely in the buff, Amir kept looking at me in a
really funny way, transfixed by my practically-naked athletic bod and
absentmindedly tugging on his half-hard prick.

At one point, we stopped at a stop sign and a shirtless jogger ran
past. The guy was totally stacked and covered in amazing tattoos, wearing
these incredibly skimpy short shorts that barely covered his private
parts. Amir and I both watched his pecs bouncing up and down as he swept
past us and waved.

"Wow," Amir said, his mouth stuck open. "That dude must work out a lot. I
really keep meaning to hit the gym more myself."

I looked at his superb frame. "Are you kidding, man. You're flawless."

That made him blush and his dong grow just a tiny bit harder. He looked at
me with an innocent, friendly expression.

"Can I ask you something, Troy? Do you ever get this, like, strange
tingling sensation in your asshole? Like, sometimes I look at guys like
that or even dreamboats like you and then my puck starts kind of quivering
in this weird way. Almost like it needs to tell me something but I don't
know what. Actually, yesterday, that feeling started happening while I was
in my roommate's room, checking out the posters of super built dudes that
he has on the walls, and soon my hole was just raging. I kind of fell
backwards just then and somehow landed on a huge black dildo he had sitting
around and then it was stuck in my ass for a while until I busted a huge
nut and was able to take it out."

He reddened again at this end of his story, maybe realizing he had said too
much. But I liked Amir, feeling like we were on the same wavelength, and
wanted to reassure him.

"You know, something similar has happened to me before. I wouldn't sweat
it. Totally normal straight dude stuff."

We pulled up at a place near campus, an older distinguished building that
functioned as the university's international dorm. I'd actually never been
inside but followed my boss' written instructions while hefting a huge
stack of pizzas. Amir followed me with a bunch of covered trays of Middle
Eastern food, piping hot and smelling delicious. We walked down some
hallways, both of us pretty exposed in our executive outfits, and finally
came to a door. It led to a large sunny outside area on a private balcony
with an enormous pool. Sitting all around it on towels or chairs, splashing
in the water, and tanning themselves while naked or wearing small speedos,
were a bunch of amazingly hot dudes from all over the world. I heard both
me and Amir gasp at the same time.

The scene looked like a crazy paradise, dudes in all shades and sizes
lounging on the crowded deck, sharing joints and throwing back beers. I
heard a dozen languages being spoken and accents ranging from funny Dutch
to elegant African. Most of the guys looked to be college age, though there
were also plenty of grad students and, here and there, a hot professor or
two. As Amir and I walked gingerly through the muscular assortment, I kept
an eye out for gay shenanigans. I knew neither me nor my straight friend
wanted to find ourselves on the business end of one of the luscious dongs
we saw sprouting all over the place.

"WOOOAAAA!" Amir called, slipping on a puddle.

His surprised open mouth fell in the direction of a colossal black boner
but luckily I managed to catch him at the last second, snagging him by
wrapping a strong arm around his smooth chest. We both held onto our
deliveries as our bodies pressed close together, my thickening dick in its
thin loincloth pouch somehow pressing directly into the deep crevice of his
butt crack. Amir turned to me, his nose almost touching mine.

"Thanks, bud," he whispered. "I nearly swallowed a huge hog just then. I
would have been totally embarrassed."

We straightened up and, after taking a moment to collect ourselves, headed
back in the direction of the food table. Amir kept looking around at the
amazing sights around us. Dudes were rubbing lotion on other dudes' backs,
occasionally making out with one another, and gently tugging on each
other's boners. A super built Japanese guy with his long hair in a man-bun
was sitting on the edge of the water, getting his colossal katana serviced
by a Latino stud. A little farther along a muscle-bound Hawaiian dude was
eating the incredible ass of a red-haired Viking, slurping that pale
rosebud for all it was worth. With his free hand, Amir stroked the length
of his huge uncut Arab cock and told me that his hole was twitching like
crazy once again. I nodded and said that my own puck was starting to send
me the same signals as well.

We managed to reach the buffet table to set down our deliveries but there
we came across an even crazier situation. Different cuisines from
restaurants all over town were set up in a mouthwatering display near the
pool. And there in front of the long table was a gaggle of ripped delivery
boys taking huge dicks in every hole. A blonde hunk with a baseball cap
that said 'Sven's Smorgasbord' was on his knees with a fat cock in each
hand and a third in his mouth. A beefy Filipino whose hat read 'Jose's
Lumpias' was ramming his giant dong into the superb ass of a dark-skinned
professor. And a toned tanned South American stallion apparently from
'Francesco's Fine Argentinian Steakhouse' was taking it up the rear from a
chiseled college student while a line of similar studs stood waiting behind
to have their turn. Amir and I both stared with eyes agog.

"Dang," said Amir, his voice heavy with lust. "Is every delivery dude in
the city gay?"

Slowly, I nodded. "Maybe so..."

Somehow, my gigantic raging cock had come out of its jockstrap pouch and
was sprung out in front of me dripping precum onto the floor. Amir's own
major uncut schlong was standing at full attention and releasing its stream
of man spunk right next to mine. The two of them looked to be roughly the
same size, almost like twin dicks, each with a perfect upward curve and
heavy nutsack hanging below. It took me a moment to realize I had placed my
hand on Amir's tool and he had done the same with mine, each of us running
our tight fists up and down our partner's hefty shaft as we watched the
incredible display before us. The scent of Amir's ball sweat filled my
nose. Panting, he looked down.

"Oh god, Troy, I'm really sorry, bro. Somehow, I grabbed your hard dong
instead of mine--UNNNFFFF--and it looks like you've done the same. Wow,
that feels soooooo good--MMMMHHHH--to have your hand jacking my large
straight cock and to feel your heavy uncut meat--UNNNGGHHH--dripping with
sweat and sauce. This has never happened to me before, I'm so embarrassed!"

I wanted to agree with him and tell him I felt the same way, but right then
the incredible feeling emanating from my loins was overpowering any other
part of my mind. I noticed that neither of us pulled our hands away from
rubbing the other's amazing dick. Many dudes around the pool were watching
our dual hog flogging with interest and a few guys from the crowd walked
past, patting me on the butt and saying they'd been hearing about all my
great delivery work. I hadn't realized that my skills were being talked
about so widely and was trying to figure out how I felt about that when a
large group of naked studs ran by me and Amir, chasing an inflatable ball
or something, and knocked us into a new arrangement.

Suddenly, I was on all fours on the ground, the sun on my back, with Amir
towering over me and my face jammed deep into his chiseled crack. Without
meaning to, my tongue had landed on his appetizing asshole, which was
surrounded by a fine dusting of hair, and I had even managed to slip the
wet tip directly into his tight tunnel. One of my hands had found its way
to Amir's muscular butt cheek and was squeezing it as I dove deeper into
that delectable box. Amir cried out with surprise.

"HOLY SHIT, man, I can't believe it. I totally backed my ass onto your
tongue! You must be so mortified, a fine-looking hetero dude like yourself
giving me an expert rim job on my snug straight puck. JESUS it feels
AMAZING to have you toss my salad! You're so good at it, helping me quench
that desperate fire in my hole. FUCK, it's like I can't pull away no matter
how hard I try."

Even as he said all this, Amir kept shoving his well-sculpted rear towards
my face, sending my nose ever farther into his incredible crevice and my
tongue deeper into his hairy hole. I also realized that he was right. It
was impossible for me to deny my overwhelming need to munch his butt,
snacking on his ass for all it was worth, licking its every inch and
feeling it unravel beneath my mouth. My other hand reached up and grasped
his huge hard cock, playing him like a rusty trombone as Amir bucked and
moaned.

"This is insane, bro," he said. "You're making me feel things I never did
before, jacking my super hard dong as you go to town on my ass. I know
you're just trying to get yourself clear, probably thinking to yourself
what a klutz I am for subjecting you to this ridiculous situation, this
crazy straight-on-straight action at a huge gay orgy. If only I knew how to
get us free!"

As he went on explaining how this was all his fault and he was sure there
was a way to get us to come unstuck, he bent over more, arching his ass in
the air and giving me even greater access to its recesses. I felt his hole
getting slick and supple beneath my lips and instinctively stood up on my
thick haunches. My rational mind was completely gone by this point, buried
beneath a basic need to fuck the living daylights out of him. After
smacking my enormous erection against his butt a few times, I tipped my
colossal dick-head into his tight puck, grunting and sweating as I began to
work my way inward. Below me, Amir gasped and continued his running
commentary.

"Oh no, Troy! You were free for a second but--UNNGGHH--I must have done
something wrong since your cock somehow went into my butthole, stretching
me out SOOOOOO nicely, making me feel all kinds of crazy things. God damn,
you're working your way down so that you're nearly balls deep inside me,
dude! This is amazing--I mean embarrassing--and I was hoping to do such a
good job here on this delivery. But now I can't seem to stop you from
taking care of the itch in my hot ass with your thick jock hog..."

He went on like this but I got completely distracted by the sensation of
Amir's warm chute squeezing my large dong as I started plowing in and out
of his hole. He was right, this felt AMAZING! And for some reason, his
hilarious explanations of how this was all a big misunderstanding were
making things even hotter. On some level, he was totally correct, from here
on out, nothing was going to stop me from reaming his rear. I listened to
him moan and talk about how great it felt to have my giant fuck stick ream
his snug tunnel, leaning my athletic bod close to his and donging him as
hard as I could while joyous sensations spread throughout my chest. Other
guys had gathered around us to watch the porn-tastic scene and, while
Amir's chatter was fun, it was also a bit unnecessary. So I tipped him
forward with my hands and let his open mouth swallow one of the massive
boners in front of us. He took it all the way down to the root without
trouble, his beautiful mouth immediately stuffed with a long thick cock as
incoherent mumbling emerged from his corked throat.

I actually came right then, shooting a huge wad of creamy spunk right into
Amir's chute and feeling my balls drain into his ass. But I was now an
animal, my horniness was out of control, tuned up to maximum levels, and a
single orgasm wasn't going to satisfy me today. I pulled out of Amir's
puck, leaving it to get filled by another one of the colossal international
dongs around us, and my body pulled me off in search of greater pleasures.

Coming to the food table, I lay down on my back in front of the Filipino
beefcake and thrust my legs out in either direction. "I need some hot cock
in this straight hole," I heard myself say, presenting my puck to the air.

The man didn't need to be told twice, dropping the ass before him, and
bringing his dripping uncut dick over to my aching opening. The professor
he'd been fucking didn't even seem to mind, positioning himself over my
head and crouching so his gigantic balls teabagged me. I felt my hole
stretch to accommodate the lumpia delivery boy's colossal beast and he
started railing me like a champ. YESSSSSS! This was exactly what I'd been
missing, a large dong in my ass and a fine stud to fuck me. The professor's
salty nuts in my mouth were an extra treat and I sucked them for all they
were worth, occasionally moving back to rim his hole as he sat on my
face. This is what I craved, to be totally surrounded by cock and balls,
taking it in as many ways as I could. A voice in the back of my mind
reminded me that the world was full of beautiful men just waiting to have
sex with me.

Looking over, I saw Amir was getting his own lesson in male bonding, a dong
in his mouth and another in his butt, as the two dudes having their way
with him high-fived one another over his muscular body. Nut butter was
running down his chin and his thighs, no doubt the first of many deposits
he'd be receiving at this party. The Filipino fucking me achieved his own
orgasm, shivering as he deposited a healthy glob of jizz into my eager
keister. Next up was the fine-ass professor, who positioned me on all fours
as he started reaming my rear. This gave other dudes access to my mouth and
I smiled as the Hawaiian stallion I'd seen earlier stood in front of me and
offered his enormous schlong. Within seconds, his crotch was stuffed
against my face as his magnificent cock pressed into my throat.

The party flew into high gear at this point, a wave of sexual energy
traveling outward from the delivery dudes at the food table. I found myself
in sexy arrangements, traveling between groups, 69ing and boning guys with
my massive boner, taking all kinds of dick in my ass, getting nutted in
from the front and the back. My brain was totally gone and my body was in
control, directing me towards lewd acts that anyone, regardless of their
sexuality, would have enjoyed. I felt like life should always be like this,
fucking and getting fucked, sucking and getting sucked, participating in an
amazing spree of sweat and spunk and sensation.

Eventually, I found myself on my back, Amir on top of me and his incredible
horsecock jammed into my well-used ass. He plowed me over and over again as
we made out like horny bandits and a large crowd watched us.

"You're so fucking hot, Troy," he said, seeming lost in the same daze as
me. "I just want to keep banging you forever, feeling my thick dong railing
your tight hole. GOD DAMN, dude, my junk is so hard and my balls are so
full right now. Your ass is AMAZING. Thank you, Troy, thank you for
introducing me to this insane world of dong stank and dude sex. OH MAN,
UNGHHH, are you ready to take my nut? Because I can feel that batter
churning inside me. Are you ready, man? Take my fucking cock, dude, take it
because HERE IT COMES!!!!!"

Reaming me in an extra powerful rhythm, he shoved his enormous cock all the
way into my ass and shivered like a madman. A crazy amount of man cream
spurted from his large dong inside me. The feeling was amazing, enough to
send me over the edge as well as jizz fired from my dickhead, covering the
both of us in spooge. A few of the guys around us also shot their wads,
delivering some more salty spray over our bodies, which dripped down over
us as we smiled and held one another. The orgasm was intense enough to
bring me back down to Earth.

With my brain returning to its normal state, I stood up and looked at the
guys surrounding us. Wiping some white spunk off my cheek, I took a bow. It
felt like I was definitely getting good at this job. I grabbed Amir and
went to collect our cash, feeling like I was really starting to notice
things I hadn't noticed before. As a strange sense of awareness spread
through me, I realized I had a lot to think about.

* * * * *

Well, it seems like dumb delivery jock is getting just the tiniest bit
smarter. But don't worry, he's still going to the same lovable sex machine,
at least for a little while longer. Thanks for reading, comments always
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