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Private Delivery, Part I matplace@geocities.com This story is fantasy, and what is here written could not be safe in real life. Please, have always safe behaviours. Life has a higher value than a condom more in a wastebasket. Part 1 Antony was engaged in a private international postal service since two months when he was transferred from the offices to the delivery section. He received the keys for a little van, a delivery plan and a lot of bundles, boxes and envelopes to deliver. It was a very hot day and the van had no air conditioning. His plan brought him first to offices in downtown and he was very glad to enter in air conditioned buildings, so he could refresh himself a little, even if the exit was usually a shock for the great temperature difference. About midday the plan brought him to the residential area to deliver some bundles and an envelope. He arrived to that address finding there a big wrought iron gate that was open. He drove in and looked to the wonderful garden. Thousands of flowers and multicolored bushes followed the path to a Mexican styled villa with a shed supported by two columns, completely covered by climbing plants. Under this shed there was a brilliant black convertible Corvette. Antony admired that car fore some seconds and then, thinking about how it feels driving such a car, he took the bundles and the envelop he had to deliver. He pushed absent-minded the bell with that car in his eyes, when the bundles he had in his arms, began to swing and the envelope fell down. It broke and spread its contents on the floor. " Damn' ! " exclaimed bending to put down the bundles and starting to pick up the sheets from the floor. Between these sheets he found a magazine, and with his great surprise it was a gay porn magazine. He began to leaf through, looking with a particular interest to the well defined and very explicit pictures of fine guys in exciting action scenes. Antony was still captured by these pictures when the door opened. He remained jammed bent down with that magazine in his hands and turned slowly his head to see who was at the door. There was a really fine dark haired guy, wearing a black brilliant dressing gown, whit a Latin lover smiling face. Antony closed the magazine, picked up the sheets and said "Excuse me. The envelop fell down and... " "No problem. There was nothing fragile " and returning in the house " Please, bring all in. " Antony took all the things and went in even if he was very embarrassed. The inner rooms repeated the Mexican style with rough, cream coloured plaster and dark wooden furniture. In the wide living room there were multicolored sofas in front of a big fireplace. The floor of the dining zone was a little more risen up and had a dark massive table. Antony put the bundles on that table and continued looking to that room. "Do you want anything to drink? " the guy said from the kitchen. " Please? " "You look grown up and hot. Do you like a beer? " "Thanks" Antony said "It's really torrid today." The guy came out with two beers and gave one bottle to Antony. He drank a great sip and the cold beer sliding down his throat gave him a fine sensation of freshness. "This was a great idea!" he exclaimed, pointing to the bottle. "Sure. If you want more, I have enough." "Thanks! " and Antony drank another sip. The guy put up the plan that Antony left on the table, took the pen from Antony's breast pocket and signed in the last free cell. " It seems as I'm your last delivery for today " the guy said. " You're right, sir. " " So you can drink your beer slowly " the guy bent forward to read the little plate on Antony's breast " Am I right, Mr. A. Parkers? " "Yes, you are, thanks, sir." "What's the 'A' for?" "Antony, sir." "My name is Paul." "Sir ?" "Call me Paul, please." "Okay, Paul." "Do you like this house ?" "Sure! It's fantastic. I like this bright room and there is surely a pool there " Antony said pointing to the azure wet surface in the garden. "And you like the magazine you have seen? " This was an embarrassing question and Antony flushed. " Ehm, so... " Paul saw directly in his eyes. "How can I say..." " Yes or no." Paul approached Antony and he withdrew, but his bottom touched the table and Paul's face was only inches from his. Paul's dark eyes were fixed in his, he could feel the warm breath on his face. Pearls of sweat appeared on his forehead and the heart pumped crazy. "Please " Paul said with a calm, warm voice "Tell me if you liked it or not." Sure that he liked it. But how could he say it to this perfect stranger. Paul left his bottle on the table and put his arms on Antony's shoulders. He was smiling, serious and intense, with an expression filled with his intentions. If this is the game, he thought, ok, I'll play. " Yes, I did. " "I was sure you did. And do you like me? " Paul said without changes in his face. "Have I to answer, or do you know my answer again?" "I like to hear your voice." "Sure I like you. You look good." Paul' smile became wider and showed his white teeth. His hands went to Antony's nape of the neck and held it firm while his mouth approached Antony's. Their lips touched and covered by them, the tongues began a wet dance. Antony put his hands on Paul's back, touching the muscular curves covered by the black silk. They went down to the firm and rounded bottom and fingered this hard flesh. Then the fingers put up the gown till they could touch directly Paul' skin, and continued their massaging movements. Meanwhile, Paul's hands went on Antony's breast and began unbuttoning his shirt. When his torso was almost nude, Paul caressed the not much hairy chest, and then his hands went on the nipples and fingered them. They kissed and touched softly for some time, and then Paul, who was clearly the game master, withdrew from Antony. He opened his black silk dressing gown showing his fine body. It was athletic, muscular but harmonic. His arms were smooth except than the forearms, on which there were some black hairs. On his chest there was an hairy triangle in the middle and around his nipples there were circles of short black hairs. The abdomen was flat and had some hairs only in his lower part and more evident in a line going down from the navel. His legs were long, two perfect meat columns supporting his body. They were covered by black hairs, more evident for their dark color than for their density. At the point where the legs met the rest of the body, there was a dense bush of black pubic hairs, surrounding a flaccid piece of uncut meat leaning on an haired scrotum. Differently from Antony's own dick that was pulsing and slowly growing, Paul's one was quiet in his 5' length. "You have really a wonderful body " Antony said, almost whispering. He began undressing his shirt, but Paul stopped him. "Let me work now. You have just to stay. " Paul approached again, undressed Antony' shirt and kissed his chest, licking the hairy surface on the centre. His mouth went then to Antony's right nipple and sucked it like a baby, sometimes touching it with the wet tongue tip. The same service was then given to the left nipple, while Paul's hands were caressing Antony's arms and shoulders. After about a minute, Paul's mouth returned to the centre of the chest and went down, following the thin line of short hazel - brown hairs connecting the breast with the nave, and down in Antony's trousers. The mouth arrived at the navel and the tongue played a little with that rounded hole. Paul's right hand went down, brushed against Antony' side, followed the belt to the buckle and began to work with it, waiting the arrival of the other hand from the left. The buckle was opened by the skilled hands, so they than work with the bottom that was soon free. The thumb and the forefinger of the right hand opened the zip, while the left hand helped the fly to reveal more about Antony. When the fly was completely opened, in that V there was an evident swelling under the white fabric of Antony's briefs. Paul's hands put Antony's trousers down and that swelling had a more defined form with a cylindrical extension on the left side. Paul's mouth went down again. While his hands were caressing the thighs, the mouth passed over the elastic band and tested that hidden meat and the lips followed it to the left, feeling his growing hardness. "Please Paul " Antony whispered " or you'll make me mad." As it has been a signal for him, Paul let his right hand slip into Antony's briefs from the left leg, his fingers surrounded the warm piece and put it out from the same way the hand went in. The long cut and now free dick grew again, his veins filled with warm pulsing blood. Paul's lips opened in a wide O and enclosed the rounded tip so that his tongue could begin a wet dance around Antony's meat. The lips went up and down on that solid route as on a luxurious ice-cream that never melt. Only a rapid separation to put definitively the briefs down, revealing finally the hazel pubic hairs and his shaved balls, and Paul's mouth was on work again. Without saying a word Paul pushed Antony back to make him sit on the table edge, spread his legs away and began to lick his rigid shaft from the tip to the balls. Then Paul stayed again, pushed his hands on Antony's chest to make him lay with the back on the black wood, went on the other side of the table and climbed up staying knelt. Antony's head was between his legs, under his flaccid big trunk. "Do you want it?" he said looking in Antony's prying eyes. No word, his look was the answer. Paul spread his legs away and his uncut down pointed cock disappeared in Antony's starving mouth. His touch was so sweet, his tongue so pleasureful on the tip that Paul couldn't prevent his dick from stiffing. It pressed against Antony's tongue more and more, so Paul decided to lay down on that guy's body and restart what he broke off. They sucked and licked each other with soft and slow but inexorable mouth movements. Then they discovered that place usually hidden by the buttocks and explored it, first out with shy caresses, then in with curious fingers discovering a new place full of delicious perspectives. The first who decided to feel that place explored by something more voluminous than a couple of fingers was Paul, the master of this game for two. he pushed Antony more in the middle of the table so that the thighs were on the table too. Then he kneeled showing Antony his torso and holding that mast from the base he let Antony's wet meat fill slowly that hole. Maybe Antony's cock wasn't so big as Paul's, but it was right thick and enough long to give Paul hot sensations from the first inch in. The first entrance was slow, 'cause, even if that cock was completely wet, Paul's ass wasn't, but after a couple of come and go, Paul's movements became more rapid. Paul held his hands on Antony's chest to help himself moving, while Antony's hands went on Paul's buttocks more to feel the firm roundness in movement than to help. "Oh, that's fine " whispered Paul while his cock was bouncing against Antony's belly, " I would like to feel you all trough me. " Both the guys were sighing and whispering words inciting to a greater pleasure, while Paul was riding faster and faster. "I can't resist for a long time " Antony said. "Let me feel it for some more minutes, please " paul replied slowing down his movement. But this was not enough. "I'll cum " Antony announced and Paul had just the time to unthread that shaft from his ass that a long series of cum shots erupted out from that quivering cock and fell over Antony's torso. After about a minute, in which Antony's breath returned rhythmic, his body relaxed and his heart stopped to beat excited and became regular, Paul bent on his torso and began licking off these cum drops from the skin. "Paul " Antony said "would you like to give what you received?" "Only if you want it " Paul answered looking to his face. "I'd like it, but, please, be careful." They kissed and Antony could feel the strange taste of Paul's mouth due to his own cum. They returned on the floor, Antony knelt in front of Paul and held his flaccid uncut dick from the base, uncovering the tip. Antony's mouth began an expert blow job. His lips and tongue explored the entire length of the shaft, dedicating an occasionally attention to the balls, whose airs gave Antony's tongue strange feelings. "That's good " Paul often said while Antony was on that work. The dick became turgid in a short time and filled completely Antony's mouth with his length. Antony liked the sensation of that meat in his mouth. It was warm and solid, the tongue could feel the veins pulsing. Surely Paul liked it too. Antony's mouth was so sweet, his tongue caressed all of it's sensitive skin and danced under and over his length. "Antony, you are so fine " Paul said unthreading his rigid cock from that mouth "but now it's my time!" Antony went to the table and put his chest on that dark surface, holding his legs wide opened. Paul kneeled between then and his hands spaced the buttocks so that his mouth had enough space to touch the ass. His tongue licked the hole and Antony whispered he liked it, then Paul fingered it with one and then with two wet fingers, exploring again his soft meat, and Antony couldn't resist to moan for pleasure. " I think you're right for me " Paul announced standing again. he spat two times on his hard dick, touching it with one hand while the other was fingering Antony's ass. He went next to his bottom and changed his fingers with the wide tip opf his cock. It went in slowly while Antony moaned and sighed and his ass was pulsing around that sword. That invasion seemed to have no end but finally Paul's belly met Antony's buttocks and stopped. Antony's ass muscles repeated contraction were a pleasureful massage for Paul and he experienced that if these decreased, he had just to move a little that they started again. But finally Antony's ass relaxed a little more and Paul could start with his piston like movements, in and out from that hole. That sensation of invasion and retreat, of being opened and abandoned, feeling Paul's length conquering each time the space left, gave Antony heavenly sensation. Paul's hands were on his sides, holding his body gently firm , while his body was in a rhythmic back-forward game. "More " Antony said each time Paul went out, " give me that dick" and Paul could only follow these simple orders, giving sometimes a more violent beat to his ass. These were intense minutes but Paul's excited breathing was the sign of an unavoidable delight bridling and that time arrived when Paul retired his ass for one last time and spread hot cum drops on Antony's back, moaning and whispering his pleasure. When he laid on Antony's back, they kissed and touched till Paul's breathing became normal. They showed together kissing each other and caressing their bodies with soaped hands, and then toweled them off. They said goodbye with a long kiss and with the promise of an early meeting, then Antony returned to his van and went back to the deposit. He couldn't know how exciting would be his days in his delivery job. End of part one.