Delivery Guy

Hi readers. This is my first story out of hopefully a few more. I haven’t written much before but I hope you like it. My structure may be a bit shaky as I learn how to write better. This is the first part of a few stories, mostly just an introduction about myself. Let me know if you want any type of story, for now they are just my personal preferences. Email me at: [email protected] and thanks for reading!

I live in a small village amongst many other small villages just outside of a small city. I’ve lived in small villages and towns all my life, and when I visit a bigger city, I’m always amazed by all of the people, shops and high-rise buildings.

Living in a small village means that I cannot get to many places without driving. There is one place in my village that isn’t a house, but a hotel. I have worked there for 2 years now, and it was a perfect opportunity to get a job without needing to drive anywhere. Living in a village also means that buying things can be a hassle unless it’s online. I get many things delivered and this was just another day of me waiting for a parcel to arrive. I had bought some jeans online a couple of days ago and couldn’t get out the house to go to a shop, so online made sense. I was home alone, as most of the time my dad is away on business and my mom lives elsewhere. I had been home alone most of that week, as it was a Friday.

I enjoyed being the only one home, as it felt like I lived alone and I could be myself. I often walked around naked, and could jerk off whenever and wherever I liked. Once I was alone for about 2 weeks, and I hadn’t gotten off for the entire time. I jerked off in my bed and let it dry in overnight. I love to wake up and smell like cum and sweat, and then stay in it during the morning. I rarely washed my sheets being a lazy guy, so I would go 2 weeks or so without washing my jockstraps, leaving cum and sweat stains that I’d wear days on end. It turned me on much, the fact that I always smelt so dirty, it would just make me cum more.

I’m quite a tall guy, standing about 6 feet 4 with a decent build. I got my height from my dad, as he is 6 feet 7. I have quite a muscly build, going to the gym whenever I can get to it. My arms are probably the best, with my triceps always filling out the sleeves of any shirt I wear. I have nice pecs that often pushed out t shirts and tank tops. They lead down to a good set of abs, with a small amount of hair covering the middle of my stomach. My hair line leads down from my navel into a nice amount of hair at the base of my cock. I have about average length, maybe a bit longer, but my dick is quite thick. My balls on the other hand are quite large, always filled with loads of my juice. They are covered with a good amount of hair also. I tried shaving it them once, but I cut myself and so I avoid that now. My legs are also quite large, and covered with hair, mostly going from my butt down to my feet.

I enjoy wearing nothing around the house, and I get a thrill out of trying to wear as little as possible in public. I almost never wear underwear when out, as it cuts down on laundry, and also shows of my cock if I’m wearing my thin gym shorts. Going commando has always been a turn on for me, as it means a guy is confident about himself and I enjoy looking at other’s bulges in public. I almost always wear a very loose tank top, with armholes that I cut down myself. This means I can show off most of my body, like my arms and pecs while still wearing something, however skimpy it may be. I also find that guys who do this in public are hot as well. I love looking through the armholes of their tank tops and checking out their abs. I’m also quite attracted to hair, so I never shave any of my body hair and always check out guys’ armpit hair.

A small van pulled into my driveway. The door closed and I looked up to see the hottest hunk. He was about 6 foot tall, and was my ideal guy. He was muscly all over, and what really caught my eyes were his pecs. They were like basketballs that were completely visible through his thin t shirt. He was wearing a faded green t shirt that stuck tightly to his chest. The neck was very low, and I could see the beginning of his chest hair just before the shirt began. He had a pair of grey sweatpants on that showed off his package perfectly. I could tell he was free balling as the head of his cock was visible. I felt a jolt run through my cock as I opened the front door to greet him and I could get a full view of this beauty. He stood in the doorway waiting for the machine to load, which gave me plenty of time to soak him in. “Sign here”. His voice was deep and loud and made my dick chub up even more. He had a thick accent that I knew what not from around this area, and from abroad. I took my time to sign for the package, and could tell that he was eying me up and down. It was a very hot day, about 30°C, and his chiselled, lightly stubble face glistened with a layer of sweat.

I handed it back and asked if he had a few minutes and wanted some beer. He declined as he was driving but came in for some water. He walked in and I closed the door behind him. I couldn’t believe that this god-like man was standing in my house. I could smell his manly musk as soon as he moved; it smelled like cologne mixed with man sweat, which made my dick very hard. He stretched his arms above his head, and his shirt lifted up to reveal a hairy set of abs that lead down to his pubic area. I could see the base of his cock as the sweatpants hang very low. He had a tattoo that ran down his V-line which made my dick shudder. By this point, it was impossible for him not to notice my growing dick. I looked under his arms to see hair sprouting out of his t shirt. This coupled with a killer sweat patch made my dick begin to drip with precum.

I lead him to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge. I gave it to him and he soon drank the entire thing, so quickly that he dropped the crippled bottle on the floor by accident. “oh, shit lemme get that” he said as he turned his back to me and bent down. His t shirt lifted and sweatpants fell a little to reveal the best-looking ass I had ever seen. There was a line of hair growing from his crack up his back, and the cheeks were also the hairiest I had ever seen. “nice ass” I said as he stood up. I wasn’t nervous at all for his reply, yet his reaction was somewhat of a surprise. He dropped his sweatpants to reveal his huge, pierced cock…