Special Delivery

Being one who totally enjoyed being nude twenty-four/seven, using part of a large inheritance, I bought property on the outskirts of town. It was a large tract of land that was very wooded but with a small spring fed lake in the middle.  I  cleared an area large enough for a house and a nice yard, leaving the rest wooded and overgrown with brush to maintain my privacy.

The drive that I created from the road to where the house was to be built was curving so as to prevent any direct line of sight from the road.

It took several months for the area for the house, patio and pool to be cleared, but once it was, construction began.  Eventually I had a my own private area where I could live nude inside and out, without any neighbors being offended.

The house was a large three bedroom, three and a half baths with a living room, large kitchen and dining room, den, and office.  I worked as a financial advisor and was constantly having contracts sent to me via FedEx or e-mail.

I had been in the house for approximately a week when a close friend stopped by one Friday afternoon for dinner and to see my home.  As we sat nude on the patio, I faintly heard a truck pull into the drive out front.  

I figured it was a delivery of some nature and called out, “I’m in the back yard.” If they got offended by my being nude, I didn’t care.  It was my private property.

Seconds later, a young, good looking, muscular FedEx driver appeared and was taken aback upon seeing my bud and I both totally naked. 

“Sorry if we offended you but I enjoy living nude and this is my property.  Are you the regular delivery driver for this area?”

“Yes, sir, I am, and I’m not offended.  I jest wasn’t expecting it.”

Well, get used to it, because I will be this way every time you deliver and that will be often.  

“And you are Mr. Mark Rivers I assume.”

“You assume correct, uh, Clay,” I said after looking at his ID badge on his shirt.

I signed for the envelope and he turned and left, and after hearing the truck head out, my friend laughed and said, “You shocked the shit out of that guy.”

“Yea, I noticed that,” I replied.

“But did you notice the bulge starting to grow in the crotch of his pants?” he asked.

“Really?” I said, adding, “I didn’t notice.”

“Oh, it was definitely there,” he said. 

We had dinner on the patio before engaging in a hot sixty-nine, and later fucking each other before he dressed and left.  Once alone, I brought back the vision of the driver in my head and imagined him nude and jerked off another load.

Clay stood right at six-two and I judged his weight to be around one-ninety, and there wasn’t an ounce of fat on him.  His shorts, and open collared short sleeve shirt indicated that he was probably hairy, which turned me on big time.  I had to see just how far he would go.

Clay made another delivery two days later and when I answered the door nude he just smiled.  We chatted as I signed for the delivery, and agreed that we would call each other by our first names.

There were three deliveries the following week, and each time we chatted slightly longer than before, and he seemed to becoming much more comfortable being around me.

During our short conversations when he delivered my materials, I found out that he was twenty-eight, single, a former Marine, and had no regular girlfriend.  I had also noticed that he began to check out my cock more with each visit.  I had to find some way to know him better.

Then, one day, I had a friend over and we were on the back patio, both naked, with him leaning against the [patio table and me on my knees between his legs sucking his beautiful eight inch cut cock. 

Unexpectedly, Clay made a delivery and we failed to hear him drive up.  Suddenly, my friend jumped and I heard him say, “Mark, we have company.”

I stopped sucking and looked over and saw Clay standing at the corner of the house, his eyes glued on what was taking place. I stood and walked toward him, my own hard cock swaying side to side as I walked.  When I reached him I said, “I’m sorry you had to see that.  We didn’t hear you drive up.”

“Hey, man, it’s cool.  I’ve seen it before,” he said.

“Really?  Maybe you can tell me about it sometime,” I said as I signed for the delivery. 

“Maybe so,” he replied, before turning and leaving.

As I walked back to my friend to finish what I was doing, he smiled and said, “Well, that was certainly awkward.”

“Yes, it was,” I replied, “but I would give anything to get that stud in my bed.”

“Well, maybe since he saw you in action, he might give in and grant you your desire.”

“I wish,” I replied as I returned to sucking his cock.

Then, a few days later, Clay had another delivery and I was on the patio reading a book when he arrived.  He acted as if nothing had happened, and I decided to go for broke, and asked him if he had the weekend off.

“I’ve got Friday, Saturday and Sunday off.  Why do you ask?”

“Have you ever thought about being able to live free and totally unencumbered from clothes?”

“To be completely honest, I have wondered what it was like and since meeting you, I’ve started living nude at home.”

“Do you enjoy it?” I asked.

“Oh yes, very much,” he replied.

“Clay, Thursday when you get off work, why don’t you drive out here and spend the weekend with me and see what total freedom is like, and I promise that what you saw before will not happen.”

“You wouldn’t mind me spending the weekend here with you?”

“Not at all.  I’d love to get to know you better, as friends.” 

He smiled then said, “Can I bring anything?”

“Just your toothbrush,” I replied with a chuckle.

“Well, then, I’ll see you sometime Thursday after six,” he said.

“Great! I’m looking forward to it,” I told him.

I had no idea if anything would happen or not, but at least I was going to have the opportune ity to see this hot stud totally nude.

Wednesday, I planned out what meals I would prepare and went to the store.  I didn’t want to have to leave the house for any reason.

Thursday arrived, and I waited anxiously for the day to end and for Clay to arrive.  After making sure everything was set, I decided to relax poolside with a beer.   Then, at half past six, I heard a vehicle in the drive and went to see if it was Clay.  As I walked around to the front, I spotted Clay climbing down from his jacked up Dodge Ram pick-up.  

As he walked toward me he cracked a big smile and reached into his shirt pocket.  A second later he whipped out his toothbrush and said, “Per your instructions, this is all I brought.”

“You fucking smartass!” I snapped back at him.

He burst out laughing as we met and shook hands.

“You nervous?” I asked.

“A little, yet excited to see what it is like to go nude outdoors and experience the freedom.”

I led him inside and to the bedroom next to mine and said, “From what you saw previously, I assume you figured out that I am gay.  This will be our room while you are here or, and it is strictly up to you, you are free to share my king bed with me.  I promise nothing will happen unless you verbally request it.”

“That decision can be made later,” he said.  

“Definitely,” I said, then added, “Make yourself comfortable and I’ll be waiting for you out by the pool with a cold beer.”

I turned and left and out of the corner of my eye, I saw him starting to remove his shirt.  I couldn’t wait top see him totally nude.

I grabbed two beers from the fridge and headed out top the pool.  Moments later, Clay emerged from the house, a sight to behold.  

His chest was indeed hairy covered in medium brown hair.  A thick treasure trail led down  to a large thick bush at the base of his soft almost seven inch uncut cock.  The hair continued over his broad shoulders and across his upper back.  His ass cheeks were also nicely coated in soft brown hair.  

I knew immediately that I had to find some way to get him in my bed over the weekend.

Taking the beer that I offered him, he said, “Do you know how weird this feels?”

“A good weird or a bad weird?” I asked.

“Definitely a good weird. I just can’t believe I’m actually outdoors with absolutely nothing on.  It’s awesome!”

“Clay, I live this way, twenty-four/seven.  To me, it just seems normal.”

“Mark, I have to envy you,” he replied.

“Clay, you’re welcome to join me any weekend you want,” I told him.

“Are you serious?” he asked.

“Hell, yea,” I replied, adding, “And if I get ready to jerk off, I can do it and not worry about where I shoot my load.”

“This is awesome,” he said again.

We sat by the pool and talked and he told me about his stint in the Marines.

At one point, I said, “When you caught me servicing that bud of mine, you said you had seen it before.  Was that in the Marines?”

“Yea.  A buddy and I were in town at a small bar and he went to the restroom to take a leak.  I noticed he was gone for a while, and went to check on him.  When I walked in, he was standing at the urinals and a guy was on his knees in front of him sucking him off.”

“Did you watch?” I asked.

“Yea, after I took a leak. My buddy almost went ballistic when he climaxed. We hadn’t had any privacy to take care of things for six weeks.”

“You didn’t take his place and get serviced?” I asked.

“I thought about it but about that time another Marine came in and said that the shore patrol had come in.  We didn’t know that the bar was frequented by gay men looking for horny Marines to service.”

“So it never took place?” I asked.

“Nope.  I had to rely on Madam Thumb and her four sisters,” he said with a laugh, “but I was definitely curious.”

I changed the subject and we talked about his job some before grilling burgers on the grill.  After eating, we watched a flick on HBO before heading to bed.

He went to his room and I went to mine, then a few moments later he stepped up to my bedroom door and said, “Mark, since seeing you nude and doing that other guy, my curiosity about having it done has flooded back into my head.  Can I share your bed and 

let you show me what it’s like?”

“If you’re sure, definitely.  I’d like that,” I told him, tossing the covers back of the empty side of the bed.

He climbed in next to me and after he settled in, I gently kissed him on the cheek, then as I tenderly grasped his cock, he moaned softly.

I tossed the covers back so he could watch, and moved over between his spread legs.  Without any hesitation, I gently sucked his large balls into my mouth one at a time and caressed them with my tongue.  As I did, he again moaned softly. 

I licked up the underside of his big, rock hard, cock and once at the head, slipped the hood back and swallowed it in it’s entirety. As I did, he gasped loudly then said, “Oh, fuck yea.”

I took my time bringing him to a climax, gently and lovingly caressing his awesome cock with my mouth and tongue.

After an unknown time span, I heard him say, “Fuck, Mark!  Make me shoot.  I’ve got to bust my nuts soon.”

I began working on him more energetically and soon brought him to a mind blowing climax, with him calling out, loudly, “Fuck yea, Mark.  Take it all.  Drain me.”

I did as instructed and as I finished and swallowed the huge, thick, delicious load, he was breathing heavily and said, “Fuck, man, I’ve never had a climax like that in my life.  That was way better than any cunt I ever fucked.”

I lay next to him and gently rubbed his chest, playing with his nipples and said, “Just relax and enjoy the after glow.”

“Damn, I’m too fucking weak to return to my room,” he said, breathing heavily.

“You don’t have to.  You can stay right where you are.”

I rolled over and turned out the bedside lamp, then returned to laying on my back.  In the silence, I could hear his breathing gradually returning to normal, and a moment later he took a deep breath and turned onto his side facing me, laying his left arm across my chest.

I smiled to myself in the darkened room and quickly drifted off to sleep myself.  Sometime during the night, I woke up on my left side facing the edge of the bed with Clay spooned in behind me, his free arm over me holding me close.

Then, just as daylight began to enter the room, I awoke to something totally unexpected.  I was on my back, and the covers had been laid back and Clay was beside me ever so gently sucking my rock hard cock.  I lay still, enjoying every second of what was transpiring.  You could tell that he was a beginner but, all in all, he was doing a damn good job of sucking my cock.

I didn’t let on that I was awake, and soon I could feel myself getting close to eruption.  I wondered if I should speak up and tell him what was about to happen or just lay silent and let things happen. I chose the latter and soon my cock exploded, filling his mouth with my thick built up load. He gagged slightly, then gathered his composure and collected the cream in his mouth.  I cracked one eye and watched as he gently pulled off my cock and lay it gently on my stomach, then paused a second before swallowing.

After he had swallowed my load, he looked toward me and as he did, I smiled and said, “I don’t know what brought that on, but it was damned awesome.”

He looked at me and smiled slightly and said, “Curiosity.”

“You do know that I didn’t expect you to do what you did,” I said.

“I know that, but I have seen it done  and was extremely curious about receiving and giving both.  Then, after you did me and I saw how awesome it felt, and how much you enjoyed doing it, I wanted to find out for myself what giving was like.”

“Clay, just know that just because you did it once, I do not expect it again.  However, if you should want me to service you again, all you have to do is tell me.”

“I understand,” he said,

Thinking it was time to change the subject for a while I said, “Why don’t we head to the kitchen and start some coffee and breakfast?”

“Let’s do it,” he said with a smile.

We went into the kitchen and he started coffee as I started breakfast.  After eating we took fresh cups of coffee out onto the patio, where he smiled and said, “It feels so weird to be outside totally nude but yet exciting at the same time.”

“I know what you mean, but in time it just becomes very normal.”

“I’m sure it does,” Clay replied.

“Clay, regardless of what has happened or what might happen in the future, you are welcome to spend weekends with me when you are off.  I enjoy your company.”

“Thanks, Mark, I feel the same way about you, and thanks for the offer.”

After a while of cha about nothing in particular, Clay looked at me and said, “May I ask you a personal question?

“Sure, and if I find it too personal to answer, I’ll tell you,” I replied.

When and how did you get started with men?” he asked.

“I don’t mind answering that,” I replied with a smile.  “Believe it or not, I got started my senior year in high school with my high school football coach.”

“What?  Are you serious?  How?” he said.

“It was the beginning of my senior year and during football practice,” I began.

“We were just ending practice when I pulled a muscle in my right thigh.  It turned out to be fairly serious and I had to have whirlpool treatments and massage daily.  To help my dad with the expenses. Coach would get me in the whirlpool at school and do the massages there in the gym after school, then when take me home and stay until dad got home.”

I paused for a sip of coffee, when Clay said, “Don’t tell me it was your coach that started you.”

Smiling, I said, “Yes it was, but he didn’t instigate it. I did.”

“What?  I have to hear this,” he said.

“Well, during the treatments, the school started doing some work in the gym training room so after the whirlpool treatment, coach would drive me home and do the massage there. The only place we had that was firm for me to lay on was the table.  One day, while he was massaging my thigh, for some reason I started getting a boner.  He tried to ignore it but I noticed him getting a boner in his pants.  I had been sucked by a guy at a park the summer before and had become curious.  Then, for some reason, I let my hand drop and start fondling his boner, making mine rise to full attention.  He didn’t stop me, and eventually started stroking me.  By then, I had unzipped his pants and had his cock out and was stroking it.”

“What was his reaction?” Clay asked, starting to stroke his steadily rising cock.

 “I worked myself over closer  to the edge, and started sucking him.  When I did he gasped then the next thing I knew he was sucking me.  It became a daily thing and once my leg had healed, he and I started fucking each other also.”

“How long did it go on?” Clay asked.

“For four years, we had sex usually twice a week when I went to his house.  Then he took a coaching job out of state.  The night before he left, we had sex most of the night.”

We did some swimming and after lunch as we took in some sun, he came over and sucked my soft cock in to his mouth.  After a moment, I stopped him and led him back inside and began a sixty-nine, each climaxing just seconds apart.  Then after watching each other swallow,  he leaned over and began tongue kissing me.

After the kiss ended,  I asked what made him do it.

He smiled and said, “To be honest, yesterday after I got off work I went to an adult video store and watched several gay movies and saw what all two men did together.  Thought kissing was hot.”

“I love kissing. Personally , I thing men are better kissers than women by far,” I said.  

“After what I just experienced, so do I,” he said, the added, “Before the weekend is over I want to fuck you and get fucked, if you agree to it.”

“I don’t see why not,” I replied. “You’re wanting to try it all, right?”

“Yes, if your willing to do it,” he said.

“Clay, you just say what and when and we’ll do it,” I told him.

He smiled and came up top me and we kissed again.  I knew then that he was going to be a new permanent member of my gay friends.

We did some talking and swimming, fondling each other in the pool., and kissing.  Then, later in the morning he came up to me and asked, “Are you in the mood to get fucked?”

“If it’s you fucking me, most definitely,” I replied.  “Follow me.”

He followed me to the bedroom and we turned the covers back on the bed before I retrieved a tube of lube from my night table.  I noticed his cock slowly but steadily rising and as it did, I lubed it up, then, after laying on my back and raising my legs, I lubed my anxiously waiting hole.

I had him get into position and gave him instructions to go slowly until he was all the way in.  he was a perfect student and soon he was buried balls deep in my ass and it felt awesome.

Looking into his face, I said, “Now, just fuck me the way you would do a female in your bed.  You can go slow and easy or fast hard and deep.  It’s all up to you.”

He found a steady pace and it was unbelievably fantastic and as he worked my hole, we kissed passionately.  Then, after several minutes, he began to fuck me faster, as he did, he raised up and held my legs and was soon fucking me hard fast and deep.

After a couple of minutes, he made one hard deep thrust and held his cock buried in my hole and cried out, “Ahhhhhh!  as his cock exploded in my ass.  I could feel huge volleys filling my hole and it felt awesome.  Then, suddenly, he dropped onto my chest and kissed me more passionately that ever before.

 After a few moments, he relaxed and lay on me as I felt his cock slowly returning to it’s flaccid state.

“Well, how was it?” I asked.

“Unfuckingbelievable!” he exclaimed.  “That was way better than any cunt I have ever fucked, including virgins.”

“Well, I have to admit that it was fucking awesome for me, too, and just know, you can fuck me any time you want.”

“That’s nice to know,” he said with a smile as he rolled off and lay next to me.

“Care to join me in a shower?” I asked as I climbed out of bed.

“Sounds good to me,” he said as he followed me to the large walk-in shower. Once inside, I turned on the water and adjusted the temperature and to my surprise, Clay began washing me.  I let him and as he did we kissed some more then I washed him down.

Afterward, I suggested that we take a walk in the woods around the property. 

“I’ve cleared a nice long path that stays hidden from the neighboring property and gives me a chance to enjoy nature, watching the birds and other animals that live around here.”

We headed out, and he commented on how free and natural it felt to be in the woods totally nude, except for our shoes, of course. 

We soon returned to the house and settled on the patio, enjoying the midday sun.

Later, after we had eaten a light lunch, Clay stepped up to me and after kissing me said, “I think I’m ready to see what it is like to get fucked.  I want to feel you in me.”

“You’re the boss,” I replied, as I led him back to the bedroom.

Once there, I lubed his ass generously as well as my cock.  I got him in position on his back with his legs raised then before I began my entry, I gave him some instructions.

“Clay, I’m not going to tell; you that it’s not going to hurt.  As I start entry your going to think I’m ripping you open but I promise you I’m not.  The main thing is to take deep breaths and relax your entire body.”

“I understand,” he replied.

“You ready?” I asked.

“Yes! Fuck me.”

I began my entry going in as slow as possible.  I could see some signs of pain in his face, but when I asked if he wanted me to stop his reply was “Hell, no.  Keep going.”

I continued very slowly and after a couple of minutes I asked, “How you holding up?”

“I’m okay.  Keep going,” he replied, nervously.

“I can’t,” I replied.

“Why not?”

“Mainly because you have my entire cock buried in your ass,” I told him.

Hios eyes grew large as he reached back and felt and realized he had my entire cock in his ass.

“Holy Shit!“ he exclaimed.

“I’m going to hold it where it is and let your body adjust and accept the intrusion.  The more you get fucked, the wait won’t be necessary as you know from fucking me.”

I waited several minutes as I leaned forward and kissed him several times.  Then during one kiss I began to slowly piston in and out of his no longer virgin hole.  He began to moan softly as his eyes rolled back in his head and I felt sure he was now enjoying it.

I was sure of it when he said, “Oh, yes, Mark.  Fuck my hole and let me feel you cum in me.”  

I did as instructed and moments later said, “Get ready, baby.  I’m about to blow.”

“Seconds later my cock exploded ad as it did I heard Clay cry out, “Oh, fuck, yea.  Shoot it all in me.”

I did and as my cock began to shrink, I gently pulled out of his ass.  

“How was it?” I asked.

“That was an experience, I’ll never forget, and I know I’ll want it again.”

We kissed passionately before going in for another shower.

Then, later in the evening I asked, “How does a pizza sound?”

“Perfect,” he replied. 

We decided on the toppings and I called the order in and after placing it, I asked, “Is Wayne working tonight?”

Then after getting a response, I said, “Great, have him deliver it. He knows the address.”

Roughly, forty-five minutes later, as we sat on the patio, a car pulled in and Wayne, a hot, nineteen year old college student, came around the corner of the house.

“Hey, Mark, pizza time,” then, seeing Clay, said, “Oh, I see you have company.”

“Yes,” I replied, adding here’s a twenty for the pizza, and my friend has an additional tip for you but he doesn’t know it.   Just take it.”

Clay looked dumb founded as Wayne dropped to his knees between Clays legs and quickly began sucking his cock.  At first, Clay was in total shock, but soon relaxed and lay his head back, enjoying what was being done.

Moments later, Clay climaxed and fed Wayne a nice thick load of cum and after Wayne swallowed and stood up, he said, “That’s the best tip I have received tonight.”

Smiling , he said, “Hope you order again soon.”

As we heard Wayne drive out, Clay asked, “How old is that kid?”

“It’s okay, he’s legal.  He’s nineteen.”

“Well for only being nineteen, he certainly knows what he’s doing.”

“I couldn’t agree more,” I replied as we began eating our pizza.

For the remainder of the weekend, Clay was like a nymphomaniac, either sucking me or asking me to fuck him, and I was more than happy to oblige and return the favors.

All too soon, Sunday evening arrived and it was time for Clay to leave.  He insisted on giving me one last blow job, out on the porch of the house.

“May I stop by whenever I’m in the neighborhood?” he asked.

“You better know you can,” I replied.

“Mark, I don’t know how to thank you for this weekend.  Looking back on trips to the gym, beach or pool, I realize now that I was actually checking out the guys, but didn’t know why.  Now, I do.  I know now that I an totally interested in sex with another male, and I have you to thank for showing me what I really wanted.”

“I’m glad it worked out and you don’t hate me for showing you what it is like to be with another man, and like I said, stop by anytime you feel like it.”

We kissed again and I watched him leave,  replaying the awesome weekend in my head, and wondered when I would see him again.

Mid-week, I heard a truck pull into the drive and saw him step out, empty handed.  Opening the door before he could ring the bell, he kissed me passionately then asked, “How about a quickie?”

“Sure,” I said, before he quickly dropped and sucked my flaccid cock into his mouth.  Moments later, he was devouring my load.  As he stood, he quickly unzipped his pants and extracted his own hard cock, which I quickly swallowed and sucked, soon receiving his delicious load.

After another kiss he bid me farewell, returned to his truck and left.  This was repeated a few more time in the next couple of weeks, then I received a call from him, telling me he had the weekend off, and asked if he could spend it with me.  I said definitely, and then he asked for another favor.

“Mark, I have another favor to ask.”

“What’s that?” I asked.

“I would like to bring a co-worker with me, if it’s okay.”

“Is he cool with what we enjoy?” I asked.

“Most definitely,” he replied.

“Well then, bring him along,” I replied.

That Friday, Clay arrived and introduced me to Josh, a fellow driver.  Josh was about Clay’s age and just as well built.  His hair was a very light blond and his eyes were a beautiful sky blue.  

As they climbed out of Clay’s truck I watched as Josh looked over my totally nude body, and could tell by the very slight smile that he was definitely interested.

Clay introduced us and I invited them in and told Clay to show Josh around.  He did and moments later they emerged from the back of the house, both totally naked.  

I looked Josh over and drooled at the light dusting of extremely blond hair on his chest and at the base of his long uncut cock.

We headed to the kitchen and retrieved three beers then headed out to the pool.  As we sat down, I looked at Josh and said, “Josh  here is the way things work around here.  We don’t ask for sex.  If we want something we just go for it.  Is that cool with you?”

“Sure is,” he replied and just seconds later got up and came over to me and after quickly dropping to the ground, sucked my flaccid cock into his hot wet mouth.  It was immediately obvious that he was no beginner at sucking cock.

I looked at Clay and he smiled.  I motioned for him to come closer and when he did I leaned toward him she began sucking his rising cock. Clay climaxed seconds before I did and after devouring his load, and feeding mine to Josh, I had Josh stand and began sucking his hard throbbing cock as he and clay kissed.

Later that evening, I learned that Josh enjoyed being fisted and as I fist fucked his hot hole, he sucked Clay dry.

In conversation, I learned that Josh had been introduced to man sex by an officer while in the Marines.  He said that once a month a group of Marines, officers and enlisted, got together at a civilians farm for a huge orgy, with the civilian joining in and being paid for the use of his secluded property.

The weekend was one almost continual sex party and was about the best I had enjoyed in months.  I looked forward to them visiting again soon.

Clay and Josh visited both together and separately and aftrer several months of unbelievable sex, I got them together and asked what they thought of us entering a three way love affair and being lovers.  They both loved the idea and within a month both men had moved in with me and become my lovers.

That was three years ago and we are still together and the love is getting stronger every day.