Luring The Pizza Guy!
I was quite depressed when my girlfriend left me after three hot years. I thought I would just be myself and get some perspective. I changed my house and started studying law in a new house. I attended college in the morning. I was fond of tennis in the evening and then would head home and order pizza.
The pizza came from a local outlet known as Andy’s. I was just beginning to understand myself then. One of the reasons why I ordered pizza every night was that I wanted to ogle at the guys that brought the pizzas over. They had these shiny red shirts and black and very tigh! t trousers. One of these guys – a curly haired, freckle faced one, was my particular favorite.
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It was one of those days. I was back from my tennis and gave a call at Andy’s. It was a hot day. I removed my jersey and was just in white tennis shorts when the doorbell rang.
I was just in my shorts then. For some reason, I felt a twinge of excitement of opening the door just as I was and to show the pizza guy my body. I still love my body – it has all the muscles in the right places. So I went in just those white shorts and answered the bell. My excitement knew no bounds when I saw the wavy haired pizza guy standing out here! He saw me in whatever ! little I was wearing and just kept on staring!
As usual, my gaze fell on his crotch. It was appearing tighter than usual. I don’t know why but I asked him if he wanted to come in, and he readily complied.
"You look great in your shorts," he said unabashedly. I didn’t know what to say, so I blurted out, "I have another pair. Want to try them out and see how you look?" He was really excited at the idea. So I took out my other white pair of shorts and gave him.
He removed his shirt and trouser right there in front of me and put those shorts on. His bulge was very evident now and we both knew what we wanted. We stood in front of a full-length mirror looking at ourselves in our white shorts and our bulges began to grow. Not able to control myself further, I grabbed his crotch and squeezed it. He smiled and did the same to me.
The sex began then. Duke – his name – did not go back to his pizza parlor that night. He lost his job, but no problem. He and I got much more. He still comes around a lot to try out those white shorts!
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