Pizza Delivery

Yup I inow what you're thinking, business trip to Kansas, late night hotel, order pizza delivery, hot delivery guy shows at the door, customer doesn’t have tip money, offers his own version of a tip.

Nope not quite, but close. I was in our Kansas office on business for the first time, worked till about 7 after leaving the office every night, stopped at the hotel desk to get a quick dinner suggestion. He said “not much in area close by, but Ralph’s Italian take out about a half mile away and pretty darn good, if you like that, and they don’t advertise it but will make deliveries to here, I get them a lot when I’m on duty”. He wrote the number down and slipped it across the counter, I said thanks.

I found them online, checked out the menu, gave them a call ordered a $15.00 pizza, not a bad deal I thought, put it on my corporate card, I also explained that I’d give a cash tip to the delivery guy, when it comes.

About 45 minutes later, knock at the door, I was on the phone, I went to the door, yup the pizza has arrived, I waived the guy in, he put it on the desk, I finished my call, took my wallet out and gave the good looking guy a $5 tip, his eyes opened wide and said “gee thanks, they usually just give me a single, Christ that’s over 30%, you must be crazy”, I asked what else would he recommend off the menu, he gave me some great suggestions including a sausage sub, chicken parm and lasagne, he said “thanks again man” and he left.

The next night, I took one of his suggestions and ordered up a chicken parm dinner, $18, another bargain I thought. I stopped at a beverage store, picked up a 12 pack of some IPA beer. About 8:30 while drinking one of the beers, a knock of the door, I went to get it and, wow there was a pretty big bag, it needed 2 hands so he brought it in, put it on the desk, it came with a full salad and what looked like a half a loaf of bread, I fumbled for my wallet, offered him a beer, which he took, and gave him a 5. I told him, “I didn’t expect all that”, he said “yeah they make some great meals there”. I said “my name is Rich, looks like I’ll be ordering again tomorrow”. After Sipping his beer he said his name is Dave, mentioned a local beer that I should try if I liked IPAs, I can’t miss it because of its unique purple can, I said “well I’ve got 10 more of these so maybe before the week is over”, I laughed, we spoke a bit more as I unpacked the food, offered him some, but he refused saying “not tonight maybe another time”, and he finished his beer, said thanks for the tip and beer again, probably see you tomorrow. I was eager to meet him again, and I hoped he’d stay next time.

While I was eating I thought, gee that Dave is quite a guy, I found myself thinking about him, his face, hair, build and general overall demeanor, I guess that’s a small town atmosphere. Polite, friendly, not in a big rush, appreciative, and quite a good looking stud if I say so.

Third night about 7pm I ordered one of Dave’s recommended favorites, he had told me, the sausage pepper and meatball sub at $14 was to die for, with Ralph’s special homemade sauce. Knock at the door at 8:30, which seemed pretty late, but figured maybe they were busy tonight, opened the door and it wasn’t Dave it was a girl with a bigger bag than last night, I took it from her and asked her in so I could get a tip, I got a 5 from the wallet, handed it to her and I asked, “where’s Dave tonight”, she said “he had the night off, so they got a bit backed up on deliveries”, she apologized and said “thanks for the tip and left” .

As I went back to my food I began to open the bag, and a knock at the door again, I figured she forgot something or made some kind of mistake, I opened the door and it was Dave with a 6 pack of a purple can IPA beer. I smiled, and said “hey Dave, they just delivered dinner and she said you were off”, he said “yeah, but I knew you were ordering that sausage and meatball special, so I thought I’d show you what’s so special about it, do you mind”? he said. With that he gave me a beer and he took one as well, and began unpacking the bag, there were 2 huge subs, and a large plastic container of what appeared to be extra sauce along with what appeared to be more bread. I said “there must be some mistake, I only ordered 1”, he said “well yes you did, but I had them double it up, so I could join you, you seemed disappointed that I didn’t stay last night, so I figured I’d give it a shot for tonight, is that alright”? “Well good call I, won’t you join me” I said. We laughed, talked and began to chow out. “Wow, I said this is great”, Dave said “yeah it’s the sauce, I brought extra too”. “Do you like sausage peppers and meat balls? I said “I really do but not so much the peppers, but it is really great”.

With that Dave got up, went back to the bag and took out another sub roll, and heated the container of sauce in the microwave. I couldn’t figure out what he was doing, as he tossed me another beer, and began drinking another himself.

“Since you really seem to like this meal, I thought I’d spice it up a bit”, he dropped his sweat pants, no underwear, a beautiful man sized cock was on this boy, he was in full erection, he pulled open the roll dropped his balls and dick into one side of it, and poured the warmed sauce over the top of his balls, dick and remaining roll, and said “try my sausage and meatball sub”, that was now leaking out the top and sides to the gaudy beige carpet in the room, “I think you’ll enjoy it even better”. Without hesitation, I put the rest of my my sandwich down, I jumped up and began to consume his. I started with the tomato sauce soaked bread that overhung his dick, then slowly and carefully chewed away the bread from around his sauce soaked dick head. I had to stop and grab a towel from the bathroom, removing my pants and shirt on the way. I licked with my tongue between the saucy bread and his warm man meat, and was so tempted to bite on it like a real sausage, by now I have sauce all over my mouth and cheeks, and Dave goes and pours more sauce over the top, I have to quickly lap it up so as not to waste any to the floor, I couldn’t keep up, Dave was smiling with delight, and he said, “my gaydar is never wrong, and in a small town like this I don’t see much action”. I said “man you’re the best part of my whole trip, that is except for the sausage sub, both of them”.

I picked the towel off the floor spread it on the bed an pushed Dave over to it and sat him on the towel, he already had dropped the remaining bread to the floor, I removed his shirt, he kicked his sweatpants from his ankles and laid back, I grabbed some more sauce and poured a generous amount of sauce all over his package. The very thick tomato sauce with chunks of tomato, onion and peppers stuck to his dick, balls, but most of all, his hairy bush absorbed most. I enjoyed licking, sucking and slurping it off of him, especially burying my face into his bush trying to get every last ounce of sauce out of that curly hair stretching my tongue through the hair to his skin, I then spent time sucking his balls, saying “these are the best meatballs I’ve ever had”.

He rolled me over took the sauce and poured it onto my throbbing dick, the warm slippery sauce flowing over my member felt so relaxing, till I felt his mouth and tongue begin to lap it off me, bringing me to the stiffest election I’ve ever felt. I said “I guess there’s no more bread” and we giggled. We then tried a modified 69 position, only we tried to stay as flat on our backs, poured the remaining sauce on our privates, and each stretched over each other to clean each other off, I suddenly felt the feeling, told Dave it was time, he announced the same, and we both came, mixing our love juices into the sauce, we continued to clean each other off, with our extra creamy ingredients and we decided we had improved Ralph’s special sauce. I said that all that sauce needed was some of that salty stuff, we both laughed.

We cleaned up, and I invited Dave to stay the night, and he did, I got the best night sleep in years, I awoke as “the big spoon”, with my limp dick pressed into Dave’s ass crack, my arm over his chest as I rubbed my thumb over his tit as he slept, his warm body radiated such heat onto every part of my chest, dick and legs that made contact with him. After he woke, I said “that dinner was such a delight I’m going to order the same thing tonight”, he replied “great, I’ll bring more beer and someday I’ll have to make you my special angel-food strawberry whipped cream cake for desert”. I jokingly handed him a 5 and said don’t forget your tip. He said I gotta get going or I’ll be late for school. “School”? I said, suddenly a sinking feeling came over me, what had I done?, what trouble could I be in?. He said yeah he was a senior at the high school between 8 and 2, and a restaurant operator from 3 to 9, he explained while Ralph’s is technically his parents, they were snow birds, in Florida. I run the restaurant for them and live in the apartment above the restaurant. We have 2 cooks and 2 counter girls, so technically I’m Ralph, and get evenings off, that’s why I couldn’t stay the other night, but made arrangements for tonight, lol.

Gonna have to save day four for another story as I’m late for work now.

Part 2 to follow