Date: Mon, 26 Apr 2021 14:17:11 +0000 From: J a skehan Subject: Lockdown Delivery Part 1 Lockdown delivery Cajuncock This is a story of gay fiction from the mind of a very horny author. It is the sole property of the author. If you enjoy the stories on the site please consider a donation to keep it going. Comments welcomed -jaskejr@hotmail.com We were in our second lockdown due to the covid 19 virus. The first lockdown caught most of us by surprise, few had listened to the repeated warnings by officials on the TV. There had been panic raids on the grocery stores and pharmacies. People were frightened and soon that fright was replaced with resignation that there was little we could do. Luckily, that lockdown only lasted for a month. Now, it was different for most people. Stores had enforced the mask requirements. People had stocked up with plenty of canned goods, videos, and micro meals. But for me, the isolation meant the little thing that I needed most- sex with strangers. Yes, I was a single gay man in a city with thousands of potential sex partners, just out of reach. I spent a lot of time on the net, talking to other men in the same situation. One guy reminded me that Amazon was having a field day. Its orders were far beyond normal and the delivery men were exempted from the strictest lockdown rules. But those same men were just as anxious for some sex as the rest of us. I'd notices a few Amazon trucks from my apartment balcony. I'd even waved to the hunky delivery men. One or two would wave back on occasion. I also noticed that many of the same men made regular deliveries. A plan was hatched in my mind to order a few items, mostly sex toys that came in large packages. I made a few online purchases to see who would deliver them. Three days later, I got an email telling me that the shipment would arrive in 24 hours. I laid out my sexy shorts and a see through top. True to their promise, the next day in the early evening the buzzer rang for the apartment. I quickly slipped into the shorts and ran to the balcony to see who was delivering my purchase. It was one of the hunky, black men who I'd waved to before. He was holding a large box, containing some exercise equipment. I buzzed him in and plumped up my cock with a cock ring. It was an obscene bulge in my tight shorts. Going commando made it more obvious. I answered the door to see the masked delivery man holding the oversized package. I motioned for him to put it in the living room while I bent over to find a pen to sign for the box. I heard him make a surprised noise. I stood and turned just in time to see him adjust his cock in his shorts. I asked if he was OK? He gulped and asked if I had a glass of water. I led him into the kitchen and bent over the opened refrigerator door to grab a bottle of water. As I bent, looking for the bottle, I heard him take a sharp breath. I stood with the bottle in my hand. He was sweaty and his bulge had become so obvious that I could tell that his cock was circumcised. He sat down to drink and I leaned back against the counter. This put my now stiff cock on full display in the shorts. I was barely 3 feet from his face. Nervously, he talked about the heat and the strain of delivering during the lockdown. I asked if he had many more deliveries for the day. I was delighted to find out that mine was the last. He was wearing loose sweat pants that gave me a fine view of his crotch and now hard cock. Accidently, I knocked a spoon to the floor right in front of him. I knelt to pick it up. As I knelt I looked up to his smiling face. He asked " Is there something else down there that you need?" I just nodded at the lustful smirk on his face. He reached down and pulled me up. His hands reached to the waist of my shorts, pushing them down on my hips. I moaned as he pulled my lips to his. It was a kiss of need, of long sexless days. I leaned my head back exposing my neck. He nibbled at the exposed skin and whispered "You know we can not take tips. But I can think of other way you might want to reward me." He slipped my shorts off of my legs and brought his hands to my now naked ass. I moved one of my hands to his crotch. I felt his hardness in his sweat pants and moaned. He stood, holding me up with his strong arms. I leaned into his chest, moaning and saying "It's been far too long since any man has been with me." He moaned saying "Well, we're known for providing some full services for our customers. I have been working for 8 days without any relieve. Maybe, just maybe, we can solve both our problems?" I nodded towards my bedroom door and he carried me there. He tossed me on my unmade bed and asked "Do you have everything we need?" I pointed to the nite stand where I'd left lube and a small brown bottle of poppers. He smiled saying "You're prepared, just like a boy scout." I tugged his sweat pants down. He stepped out of them as he opened the lube. He squeezed some on his fingers and reach behind me to my hole. He began rubbing the lube around my opening, then using 2 fingers, he inserted the lube into my tight muscle. I moaned at the feeling. He sighed and asked "Do you want to taste that man meat before I fuck you?" I moaned a yes. He slapped my face with his now weeping cock, leaving a trail of his precum on my lips. I was now a bitch in heat for his 10 inches of black meat. I pulled up, my mouth open ready for the first taste. I licked the wet tip and he moaned pulling my head to his crotch. While I sucked, he continued to finger my hole. I knew that my neighbors could hear our moans through the thin walls. But I didn't care. He pulled me away from his crotch and asked "You know my cock is going to hurt? You want a hit or two of the poppers to ease the pain. As he said this he opened the poppers and place the bottle under one nostril. I inhaled deeply and he moved to the other one with the bottle. The fumes overwhelmed me at once. I lay on my back, raised my open legs and offered my hole to his ebony man tool. He took a hit of the poppers and lined up his stiffness with the target. He offered me another hit, asked "Are you ready for some black meat? Beg me for it." I smiled and said "Please, my black master, please fuck me and fill me with that giant cock. He needed no further instruction. Slowly, he edged into my guts. Inch by inch he took control of my man pussy. I moaned as each inch filled me. Finally, I felt his wiry pubic bush push against my ass cheeks. I had taken all of the thick, ten inches. He waited as the initial pain started to turn to a dull fullness, then into an overwhelming pleasure. I looked up at his face. He had that look of intense concentration and pleasure. I tightened my ass muscles around his cock. He moaned out "Yeah, like that!" I could feel my climax approaching. He sensed it too and slowed down. He muttered "No, you don't. You don't get to cum until I have at least two loads in that fine man pussy, understand?" I moaned "yes!". He began fucking me like a mad man. I squeezed my ass more. Sweat dripped down on my chest, some actually hit my mouth. I yelled out "Fuck me harder! Make me know that you're a man!" That seemed to be all he needed to hear. He went wild before going in deep and holding on to my hips. I felt the pulse of his cock as he unloaded in me. He pulled me up to sit on that still pulsing cock. I put my arms around his shoulders as he leaned in to kiss me. He pulled away from my face, smiling saying "Man, I sure needed that! I promise you that the next load will give you a hands-free climax." I thought to myself " That next one will send me over the brink." Never letting his cock leave my hole, he rolled us over until I sat on his still hard cock. I smiled down saying " Maybe I should order more things if all the delivery men are this good?" He laughed saying "Most of the guys I work with would give you a nice ride. But right now, I have another present for you." You're going to ride me until I fill that sweet pussy. If you're real good, maybe I'll eat both loads out of your pussy?" I took him at his word and began a wild ride on that hard cock. With his first load as lube, it was an easy ride. I knew that having all those stiff inches inside pumping my sweet spot would bring me off. He lay there enjoying my ass. Suddenly, he said "Hell with this, I want to pump the next one deeper than ever." He turned me over on my back and began a heavy duty fuck. I was in heaven urging him on. I felt him hit that magic spot and yelled "Fill me, I ready to unload!" He sped up and held his cock inside me just as I hit the moment. My cum struck both our faces. I felt him pulse another few loads deep in my guts. We lay there catching out breath. Finally, he fell over next to me. I leaned over to kiss his chest. He lay there and asked "Did you really mean you could take some more men?" I sat up on my elbow saying "If they are as hung and as horny, I sure could. It's been months since I've had a party to play with." We slept for an hour when his cell rang. He reached over to grab it. I could only hear his side of the call. He laughed "Sure, I got some sweet ass pussy right here next to me. He's a horny little white guy. Oh sure, I'll ask him." He smiled at me and asked "You up for some more man meat in that sweet pussy?" I nodded eagerly. He turned to me holding the phone saying "Tell Them." I whispered " I'm ready for all you got!" He took the phone back saying "I've prepped him, bring something to drink and we can party until we have to go back to work." He gave them my address and hung up. Looking down at me he said "Let's shower and clean you out for the party. They'll have to take the back roads to avoid the cops. That is unless you want some cops too?"