The delivery

The story below happened recently. I thought I’d surely see this young guy again but it wasn’t to be. I got another delivery of water softener salt recently and they sent a different guy, not a turn-on at all. He told me that Jordan had some problems with traffic violations and was fired. Just my luck! When you read this you’ll understand. Everything that follows was written a couple of weeks after my first softener salt delivery. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

This is all true and is happening real time. This story was started two weeks ago. Hope you enjoy the telling as much as I did the doing and Jordan (the salt delivery guy) enjoyed the getting.

I heard the truck engine rumble in the drive and I remembered I had a softener-salt delivery coming this morning. I used to buy salt at the super market and lug the bags but I discovered salt could be delivered for almost as cheaply.

I had just poured a cup of coffee and was relaxing in front of the TV to watch the rest of a porn dvd I had started last night. Still in my pj’s I quickly opened the garage door hoping to catch the guy before he went clear to the front door. The shortest route to my water softener is through the family room to my basement

The diesel fumes stung my nose as I searched around the truck. I expected to see some whiskered, pot-bellied delivery guy but was pleasantly surprised to find this cute young guy with a few whiskers on his chin, clearly there in an attempt to look older. A couple of 50-pound bags of salt were draped over his shoulder.

“How ya doin’,” I said catching his attention “bring them in through here”.

Thunder rumbled in the distance as I led him through the garage to the basement and pointed to the pump room. He dropped the bags and looked into the room at the empty reservoir.

“I’ll fill it up after I bring all the bags in”. He smiled and dimples filled his face.

He was bringing seven bags, the minimum order, and headed back out to the truck to get a couple more. My eyes scanned his long thin body as he hopped up the steps keeping my focus on his tight ass that dimpled with each step.

He returned with more bags and dropped them on the pile. Finally he brought the final three and grunted dropping them on the stack.

“Looks like this keeps you in pretty good shape," I said, "ah. . . . what did you say your name is?”

“Jordan” he grunted while lifting the first bag, “flipping these bags around keeps me in pretty good shape. I sure ain't gainin’ weight.” His voice had the tone that only young men have.

I watched him flex with every bag. His body looked lean, hard, wiry. He filled the reservoir and he headed back up the steps. I followed with my nose inches from his ass breathing deeply. We walked back toward the garage and I noticed it was raining hard and fast with big drops, bolts of lightning and booming thunder.

“Hey, why don’t you grab a seat and I’ll pour you a cup of coffee. Maybe you can wait the rain out.”

Jordan glanced out the window and frowned. “A cup of coffee sounds pretty good. No point gettin’ soaked. A little cream and sugar please.” his voice was friendly and polite.
I returned with a tray of coffee and sat it on the table in front of us. I took a seat on the rocker beside him.
“You like porn movies?” I asked taking a sip of coffee. The paused dvd I was watching was in the middle of a hot blowjob. He looked at me and smiled, “Yeah, cool. I love porn and blowjobs especially.” then he stopped and blushed “I mean, if you meant kind of like hard core porn.”

I hit the play button, “Oh yeah, just what I meant. I got one in the dvd now”. Immediately orgasmic moaning filled the room.

We watched the close-up of lips sliding down a fat cock going all the was to the base. This was one of my favorite scenes on the DVD, a great blowjob with a beautiful hard-cumming ending.

I looked over at him out of the corner of my eye and he was just sitting with his coffee cup in both hands up to his lips, his eyes glued to the screen.

“Oh yeah, I meant to say that this was a gay porn flick. I’ll shut it off if it offends you.” I acted like I’d forgotten it was a gay flick.

“Hey no problem man. No gay phobe here. I just love seeing guys getting their cocks sucked. I just wish I could get my girlfriend to suck my cock. She won’t do it, probably never had a cock in her sweet little mouth. We fucked all night last night and do you think she’d suck me off? Never! I told her my cock was getting too sore but she just ignored me and kept pumping. I got this funny bend in my cock and it always gets a raw spot on it. But I can’t get enough sex and she’s sex crazy,” he laughed, “I guess I’ll have to get stitches one of these days.”

This was the opportunity I was hoping for.“How about you and I play fantasy just for fun? Let your imagination go.”

I didn’t wait for his answer. I started talking real soft and hypnotic.
“Now just relax and let your imagination drift to last night.” I put a blanket over my head and knelt between his knees in front of his rocker letting the blanket drape across his lap.

I started creating a scene “. . .it’s last night, you’re sipping wine, your girlfriend has you all relaxed and she starts to unzip your pants.”

“Hey I forgot” he blurted out, “it's all funky down there. You might not like sticking your face in there. Like I said, her and I fucked all night and I overslept. I didn’t have time to shower or anything. Sorry it’s way too funky.” He was a nice kid and worried he might offend me. He reached down to pull up his pants but I gently pushed his hands away and continued.

“She slips your pants down your legs letting her fingers gently brush your skin.”

The fishy scent of pussy juice and cum all mixed with musky man smells blended and intensified under the blanket. It was smell of a dockside fish market on a hot day sniffed through a man’s jock after an hour jog. A smell, if I could bottle it, that would make me a millionaire. It was the smell of unbridled and total sexual pleasure. These smells will cause crazy arousal. I inhaled deeply and it filled me with a compulsive need for his cock. My hand slid up and down his firm stomach feeling patches of dried cum here and there. It felt bumpy and hard, flexed even while he’s relaxed.

“Now she is starving for your cock and starts licking and sucking your balls,” I couldn’t wait and sucked one of his balls into my mouth. A sharp delicious sweet taste of pussy juice and dried cum exploded on my tongue. I cleaned his ball like a a golf course ball washer, swishing it side to side, sucking and licking. I switched to his other ball and the taste was again sharp and sweet. I licked up all the sweetness, switching back and forth letting my lips clean and dry them each time while stretching the ball sack out.

“Yeah suck my balls. MMMmmmm it really turns me on.” I knew that it did, I felt his cock stiffen and crawl across my forehead.

The bush around the base of his cock was matted with dried cum. I gave him a mouth shampoo while letting the wet cock head smear into my hair. I could have licked around his cock all morning but the moaning from the tv blending in with his soft moans drove me to his cock. I groomed his pubes with my lips and licked up his shaft from the base.
My mouth fit easily over the head and I slid my lips down. I noticed the funny bend he’d mentioned about half-way down. I slid past the bend and tasted raw skin.

“Oh, that feels so good. It was so sore this morning I wasn’t sure I could get my pants on. I hope her pussy is this sore. You need to come over and lick her too.”

I flicked my tongue around the base of his cock-head.
“Oh yeah that’s nice. Did you notice that bend in my cock I told you about? My girl loves it. She says it rubs her clit perfect. Thing is that’s where the skin just wears off.”

I just kept working up and down his shaft flicking the head with my tongue.

“Suck it baby, suck it good.” Jordan moaned. He was now totally into the fantasy.

His sounds were muffled through the blanket but I could tell by his cock twitching that he was ready to pop his load. His cock stiffened and he groaned right in sync with the dvd. It sounded like his groans filled the room. A loud crack of thunder boomed just outside the window and a hard wad of cum shot into my throat quickly followed by three or four more nice streams.

I swished the cum around and ran my mouth down to his bend letting the cum salve his wound. I savored the cum sliding down my throat as I swallowed. I can always feel the live sperm in the back of my throat but this kid’s were extra active and it felt good.

I threw the blanket off and asked him if he wanted to go again. I looked up at him seeing his glassy blue eyes and lips parted, red and shiny. He had a total look of pleasure

“It’s still raining pretty hard. I’m game if you can help me get it up again. That felt great and like I said, I love getting my cock sucked and you suck good.”

Judging by how insatiable he seemed he probably could have stuck it into the end of a vacuum sweeper and would have said “good blowjob”.

I slipped his balls back into my mouth trying to suck them both in at once but failed. I knew there’s just not room for two man-sized balls in my mouth. They had pulled up tight to his body when they emptied. I worked them sucking them away from his body, pulling until they hung loose and free.

I licked all around his crotch and down to his funky hole. He moaned when I reached his sweetness. I rimmed him clean and he moved to help me reach every nook and cranny. I licked back up around his balls and realized his cock was semi-hard.

I went back to work sucking on it, stroking it back to a full hardon. I took a look at the kink in it. I’d never seen one like it but I heard of it from other guys. His shaft went straight up for 3 or 4” and then took a distinct sharp bend and went straight for about three more inches. I could see where the skin had worn raw. I tongued the spot.

I spent time licking the bend. I could tell he liked getting the soarness soothed and I continued licking. It was time to work his shaft, sucking hard with each upstroke while my hands roamed up to his nipples and started pinching and pulling on them.

It took some sucking and pinching but finally his nipples got stiff and his cock started to twitch its telltale twitch. He suddenly swelled again and grunted shooting short shots of thin cum. He had emptied the tank at last and I knew he was spent. I took a look at his beautiful face, his eyes were closed in total sexual exhaustion. He was slumped all the way down on the rocker and his sweaty t-shirt had ridden up under his armpits. His skin had a light sheen while his stomach rose and fell in a quick steady rhythm. He looked down at me and smiled.

“That felt so good.. Thanks man.” his voice was soft.

I looked down at his softening shiny cock all red and chaffed. Very pretty and very cute.

“You better give that thing a rest.” I said looking up at him from the floor.

He just laughed “I can’t stop fucking. I think I’ll just fuck until it falls off.”

Cum was flying all over the tv as the video continued rolling.

I helped him pull his pants back up gently and I zipped his zipper carefully avoiding any contact with his cock. I handed him a handful of tissues and he wiped the sweat off his face.

The rain had stopped and the sun was shining. I walked him out to his still idling truck.

I stuck my hand out. He held it a second before shaking it.

“So, I’ll see you in a few weeks, and . . oh yeah, my name is Peter” I said.

“Nice getting to know you Peter. Great name, Peter. Perfect for you. Maybe I can stop by again for ah . . coffee some morning if I’m in the neighborhood.”

I smiled and waved as he backed out of the drive. I hoped I’d be seeing him again.

Note: This happened two weeks ago. I just checked the salt reservoir and it was still half full and there are three bags waiting to be put in. Jordan hasn’t stopped by for coffee yet. I guess I have to wait until I need more salt to get to see him and . . .

And, as you read at the beginning. Jordan never showed up again - at least not so far.