Special Delivery
The day was already off to a bad start. I arrived at work to find that my boss had thrown my team under the bus when his boss asked why we hadn’t progressed on our project. Of course, my boss failed to tell his boss that the real reason we were behind was because he had taken two days off this week. We were waiting for him to complete his portion of the project, which he had only done the day before. We were probably going to be working this weekend.
Before I could shake the ass chewing my team had just endured, I received a notification on my phone from my bank. I was overdrawn, and they were going to bounce my rent check if I was unable to add enough money to my account by the end of the day. I was sure I had enough to cover my rent, so I quickly looked at my recent transactions to see where I went wrong.
The first transaction that jumped out at me was $200 charge on my debit card at a department store from the day before. I had never been to that store in my life. I quickly looked in my wallet and found my card was missing. I searched my memory bank for the last time I used my card. Before I could remember, I received a text from my girlfriend of six months, Jenna.
It was a picture of her new shoes and the message: “Do you like them; I got them to wear to the party this weekend.”
I met Jenna through some mutual friends at another party that we both attended. She was a cute brunette with a nice body and a killer smile. I asked her out on date for the next weekend, and we have been seeing each other ever since. The last month or so, I was starting to have second thoughts about her. We both graduated college a little over a year ago and that was when I got my current job. It was a good starting position in my field, and other then the recent betrayal by my boss, I liked the job, and it paid well enough for a first job.
My family never had a lot of money when I was growing up. My parents were great and always provided the best they could for me and my two sisters. We didn’t always have designer clothes, but we did have clothes to wear and food to eat every day. My sisters and I all started working part-time jobs in high school and if we wanted anything extra, we had to buy it for ourselves. As a result, I had always been very careful with my money, just as my parents had taught me.
My parents did help with paying for college, but it was far from enough for the entire bill. I had to rely on some small scholarships, financial aid and students loans. I also worked at Target while I attended college. Once I graduated and started getting a real paycheck, I was able to start saving a little money. I was renting a small apartment, it wasn’t anything fancy, but it was shelter and affordable. I was also still driving the 12-year-old car that I bought for myself with the money I made from my high school job.
Before I started dating Jenna, I had a nice balance in my savings account and had enough in my checking account to cover my bills. About a month after dating, I had to start to put less in my savings every month and it was taking less time to drain my checking account. I know dating someone costs money, but I was starting to think this was too much.
Then I remembered when I last saw my debit card. While I had secured a job in my field, Jenna had failed to do so in the year since her graduation. She was still working a retail job until the perfect job came along. This had been a source of tension between us. I didn’t think sending out a resume every couple of weeks was looking hard enough. She begged to differ, assuming the employers would come looking for her.
As a result, there have been more than one or two occasions when I would help her by paying for gas for her car and buying her groceries. I had given her my card to fill her car with gas two days ago. I wonder if she thought she could use the card for whatever she wanted.
I sent her a text: “Did you use my card to buy those shoes?”
She sent back a laughing emoji, “Maybe, thank you baby.”
I took a deep breath trying to calm down. I waited for few minutes before I responded, not wanting to say anything I would regret.
I typed: “You need to return those shoes today and we will not be going to the party this weekend. If you do not bring my card back to my apartment tonight, I will report it stolen.”
After I transferred enough money from my savings to cover my rent check, I immediately shut my phone off and started helping my team deal with the mess our boss made. Thankfully, we made good progress on our project and didn’t have to work on Saturday.
Jenna was waiting for me when I arrived at my apartment. She tried to play sweet innocent act on me, but I stood my ground. I got my card back and she had returned the shoes, which actually surprised me. To be honest, I was fully prepared to take the loss and mark it up to being a sucker. I was proud of myself for not giving in to the crocodile tears that were flowing as Jenna got in her car and drove away.
I went through all of my accounts and decided while I wasn’t completely broke, I was still not where I felt comfortable. I thought I should look into a side hustle, at least temporarily, to get back to where I was before I started dating Jenna.
As I was researching my options, I remembered one of my coworkers talking about signing up to be a driver for one those food delivery services. An hour later I was signed up and headed out the door to make my first delivery. I was trying to figure the best deliveries to take to make the most money. By the end of the weekend, I learned I didn’t have to take every delivery, and also which neighborhoods gave the best tips.
Over the next two weeks, I was getting pretty good at picking the deliveries I accepted. I was bringing in an extra few hundred dollars a week and feeling much better about my financial situation. I was happy that I could work the hours that I wanted and if I wanted to take a night off, I didn’t have to get permission.
I quickly learned that a couple of late-night deliveries would pay better than five dinnertime deliveries. Especially on Saturday nights. A lot of people who had been out drinking all night were always hungry and they didn’t want to drive to get their food. They also were better tippers; a few drinks always seemed to loosen the purse strings.
One such Saturday night, I returned to my apartment around midnight from my latest delivery. I was considering turning my phone for the night, I had already had a decent night. Before I shut it down I got a notification for another delivery. I saw the area and the size of the order and decided it would be worth the half hour that it would probably take. I accepted the order and headed back out the door.
I was pleased that the order was ready when I arrived at the restaurant and the address was only about five minutes away. I walked up to the front door of the apartment building and pressed the button for apartment 22.
The voice on the speaker said, “Hello.”
I responded, “Food delivery.”
The man said, “Could you please bring the food up to the apartment? I am on the second floor.”
I thought for a second, it would only take an extra minute or two to bring the food in and it would probably mean a bigger tip. I said, “Sure, no problem.”
I heard the buzzer on the door and opened it and headed up the steps. I arrived at apartment 22 and saw the door was open slightly.
I knocked and said, “Food delivery.”
I heard, “Come on in.”
As I stepped in, a man walked in from what appeared to be a bedroom. My jaw nearly hit the floor when I saw him. Now, I had never been attracted to another man in my entire life. Sure, I could admit when a guy was good-looking, but I have never had any sexual thoughts. This guy had me completely confused. He was absolutely gorgeous. First of all, he was only wearing a pair of white briefs, and I mean they were very brief.
He appeared to be of Middle Eastern descent with beautiful brown skin that only made those white briefs look whiter. His deep brown eyes sparkled as he gave me the sweetest smile I had ever seen. I began to scan his body; He stood about 5’10” and his well-defined chest was covered with a modest coat of dark hair. That hair continued down the washboard abs that flexed as he walked toward me. The bulge in those briefs was the next thing to catch my eye. I swear, the seams on that underwear were ready to burst open. His muscular legs were also covered in that same dark fur. This guy was the complete package, and I had no idea why I was having these thoughts. I’m straight for crying out loud.
He grinned, “Thank you so much for bringing the food up, I really didn’t feel like putting pants on to go down and grab the bag.”
I stuttered, “No problem.” I held the bag out to hand it to him.
Before he could take the bag, another man walked into the room, also dressed in the same outfit. I think I audibly gasped as he came into view, he was just as beautiful. He was an incredible black man, with a very similar muscular body. He was a bit shorter, I would guess about 5’6”, since I was 5’8”. Unlike the other man, he was completely hairless, and his smooth brown skin had glow to it.
He flashed a killer smile as he looked me up and down, he said, “Pete, are you showing off for the delivery guy again?”
Pete grinned, “Oh, like I am the only one Drew. I see you didn’t bother to get dressed either.”
Drew said, “I hope we aren’t making you uncomfortable by being only in our underwear.”
I stuttered, “N..n..no. Not at all.” I half mumbled, “If I looked like you two, I would walk around in my underwear too.”
They both chuckled and I’m sure my face was bright red.
Drew grinned, “You look pretty cute to me too.” Now I was even redder.
Pete said, “We just got home from our vacation in Hawaii, our plane was late, and we haven’t had time to do laundry yet.”
Drew added, “Yeah, we don’t have any food in the house either. We were going to eat and then take a shower before we went to bed.”
I nodded, “Well here is your food, I guess I’ll leave you to enjoy your meal.” I sighed, “And your shower and um bed.”
God, that was stupid, why didn’t I just stop talking after I said enjoy your meal.
Pete chuckled again, “Do you have any more deliveries to make tonight?”
I shook my head, my throat suddenly dry, “No.”
Pete and Drew gave each other a sly look as they both moved closer to me.
Pete said, “You’re right Drew, he is cute. Maybe we can eat after we shower.”
Drew nodded, “Yeah, and I know we ordered enough food for him to join us for dinner.”
Pete’s grin got bigger, “He could also join us in the shower.”
Drew’s eyes lit up, “Oh, I like that idea. What do you think delivery guy?”
I squeaked, “Beau.”
Drew gave me a questioning look.
I swallowed hard and said, “My name, it’s Beau.”
Pete smiled, “Nice to meet you Beau, would you care to join us for a shower?”
I suddenly noticed that my cock was casting a yes vote.
I again stuttered, “I don’t know, I I have never…”
Drew ran his hand across my chest and said, “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, but you might have fun.”
Pete placed his hand on my hard cock and said, “I think you are at least a little interested in trying something new.”
As soon as that hand touched my dick, I melted and lost all control. I knew these two Greek Gods could do whatever they wanted with me at this point.
I just sighed and said, “Okay.”
They both smiled and led me to the bedroom. They then proceeded to slowly pull my clothes off. Once I was down to my underwear, Pete stepped behind me, his hairy chest was tight against my back. Drew knelt down in front of me and hooked his fingers in the waistband of my boxer briefs. I gasped slightly as I felt rush of cool air as my rock-hard cock popped free. Pete’s hands were caressing my smooth chest and Drew smiled and looked up at me as he began to stroke my cock.
He cooed, “Very nice.”
When I saw the huge bulges they were sporting, I was concerned I wouldn’t “measure up”, Drew’s comment put me slightly at ease.
I reached back and tried to push Pete’s underwear down, I thought it was only fair since they had me naked. Pete kissed my neck; I sighed as I had never had that done to me before. It was incredibly erotic and more of a turn on than I ever would have thought it would be.
Drew stood and said, “I think he wants us to get naked too Pete.”
Pete said, “Of course, glad to oblige.”
A second later, I saw the slabs of meat that were forming those bulges. Damn, that’s a lot of dick. They were both at least 8 inches long and as thick as the drainpipe on my kitchen sink. Pete was uncut and his foreskin hid half of the head of his monster. Drew was cut and the broad purple head was already leaking a generous drop of precum.
Pete was still standing behind me; his naked cock now was against my bare ass. Drew came in close to me, his hard cock rubbed against my equally hard member. I was a bit shocked when Drew leaned in and his lips met mine. I just relaxed as his tongue snaked into my mouth. Drew was a very good kisser, much better than Jenna ever was. Pete was now nibbling on my ear, another one my erogenous zones.
Pete whispered, “How about we hit the shower?”
Drew broke our kiss and took my hand and led me to the bathroom. Pete turned the water on, and we stepped into the spacious tiled shower. I think at least two more guys could fit in that shower.
Pete wrapped his arms around me as he began to kiss me. Drew went to his knees and took my cock into his warm mouth. Holy shit, Jenna did not know how to suck a cock, Drew did. Drew started to alternate between me and Pete, orally pleasing both of us. I just got so lost in the moment; my hands were running all over Pete’s hair covered body. I was even happy when he cupped my ass in his large hands. I never thought I would ever like the feel of another man touching my ass, but damn it, I did.
Drew stood and joined us for more kissing. The four hands and two sets of lips covering my body had all my senses on high alert. For the first time in my life, I suddenly had urge to suck a cock. I went to my knees and took a dick in each of my hands. I stuck my tongue out to get my first taste of precum. Drew and Pete were kissing as I went to work on their cocks, doing my best to give them both the pleasure that Drew had given me.
After a few minutes, Pete pulled me to my feet and went to his knees. He was just as skilled at giving head as Drew is. Drew and I kissed while Pete sucked us. Drew broke our kiss and went to his knees behind me. I was not sure what he was going to do until I felt his hands spread my ass cheeks and his tongue rake across my hole. I had to hold on to Pete’s shoulders so I wouldn’t fall over.
I was suddenly worried that I was going to spill my load right then and there. Just before it was too late, the pair both stood, and we shared another three-way kiss.
Pete said, “Let’s finish washing up and take this to the bedroom.”
Neither Drew nor I offered any objections, so we quickly finished our shower, dried off and climbed onto the king-size bed.
We formed a circle, each with a cock in our mouths, rotating every few minutes.
Drew soon broke the circle and said, “I want Beau to fuck me.”
I wasn’t going to argue; I had come this far and may never get a chance like this again.
Drew rolled onto his stomach and placed a pillow under his hips, that sweet ass was pointed up for easy access. Pete grabbed a bottle of lube and coated my cock and Drew’s hole. Pete guided my cock into his boyfriends ass until I was balls deep. Drew moaned as I started to piston in and out. He was soon thrusting his ass, matching my rhythm. Pete moved behind me and started to massage my cum-filled nuts. That coupled with Drew’s warm, tight hole were pushing me to the brink. Before I could go to far, I paused when I felt Pete rub his lube covered finger across my virgin hole. I turned to see him move in behind me, his hard cock pointed directly at the one place on my body that no one had ever been before.
He gave me a reassuring smile as his cock pushed against my hole. I had already decided to take this thing as far as it would go. I paused my thrusts to allow Pete to continue. I tensed up a bit as he stretched the first ring of muscle to its limit.
Pete leaned down and whispered in my ear, “Just relax, and take a breath.”
I followed his advice and was suddenly filled that perfect brown cock. Once I had adjusted to the new feeling, Pete began to push in and out. He was now fucking both me and Drew, his thrusts were pulling me back and pushing me forward, sending me deep into Drew. We were soon all three in perfect sync and we were all close to climaxing.
Drew was the first to announce he was close. He reached down and gave his cock a quick stoke and I felt his ass muscle clamp down on my over stimulated cock. This sent me over the edge, and I began to paint Drews love tunnel with my seed. The chain reaction continued as Pete now filled me with his love juices.
We all fell into a heap on top of Drew, trying to catch our breath. Pete’s and my deflating cocks slipped from the cum-filled holes they were in as Drew and Pete rolled to either side of me. They both turned to me for another round of kissing.
Pete leaned up on his elbow, “So, did you say you were gay?”
I chuckled, “I didn’t think I was.”
Drew asked, “Are you saying you have never been with a guy before?”
I nodded, “Yes, I just broke up my girlfriend a couple of weeks ago.”
Pete asked, “What did you think now?”
I said, “If I had known is was going to be this good, I would have never started dating her. You guys are so much better.”
Drew said, “We are glad we could help you have a new experience, and you are a very fast learner.”
Pete said, “How about we rinse off and then heat up our dinner. You will stay and eat with us, won’t you?”
I said, “If you really want me to.”
They both gave me a kiss on the cheek and assured me that they wanted me to stay. After a quick shower we were sitting around the table, all still naked eating the food that I had delivered over an hour ago. Drew did heat it up for us, it was fun to watch his ass as he walked around the kitchen. Not to mention that fabulous cock swinging back and forth.
When we finished eating, Drew looked at the clock and said, “It’s after 2 am, you are welcome to spend the night.”
Ten minutes later, they convinced me to stay. Drew cuddled up to my right side and Pete was on my left. I don’t ever recall feeling this satisfied after a night with Jenna. I guess I was going to think about how I choose my next partner. I know it would not be another gold digger, and now I was not so sure it would even be a woman.
The End
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