Date: Tue, 14 Sep 1999 13:42:19 -0700 (PDT)
From: UK Delivery Man <ukdeliveryman@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gary - The Uk Delivery Man

GARY, THE UK DELIVERY MAN

The Autobiography of the Gay Life of a Truly "Bi" Married Man

Chapter 1 - The Background and How it all Began

My name's Gary (aka UK Delivery man) I'm 27 years old and married to
Jackie.  We have two daughters, Lucy (5) and Emma (3) and we live on the
South coast of England and these are true stories of the gay part of my
life.

I'm very keen on sex but since I've been married I've only cheated on
Jackie with men - in my mind this is because I don't see this as adultery
although I don't suppose she'd agree with me.  We still have a very healthy
sex life but there are times when I need sex with another man - "a woman
for love, but a man for lust" is my maxim!

I run my own business delivering wholesale groceries to small outlets like
pubs, clubs, village shops and camp sites and being my own boss allows me
to arrange my work around my "social life"

So, what am I like?  Well, I'm 6'1" tall, have blue eyes and short light
brown hair, which streaks nicely blonde in the summer sun, I weigh 12st
(168lb for my American readers) and while I'm not gym built, I'm what
people like to call "nicely put together"; 42" chest, 32" waist, no fat and
just a hint of a "six pack".  I'm covered in light downy hair - not a bear
but not smooth either.  I have a nice heavy set of balls and my circumcised
cock is good news and bad news - the good news is that when it's soft it's
6" long and quite thick - so together with my balls it looks great in tight
shorts and trousers - but it only goes to 7 1/2 inches when it's hard which
has been a bit of a let down for some of the men I've been with although it
does get really, really thick.

For work and casual times I like to dress in tight white T-shirts and baggy
sweat pants or shorts, but when I go cruising I wear tighter T-shirts and
skin tight white Levi's or, in the summer, very tight tiny white cotton
shorts - other guys can't keep their eyes off my package which turns me on
big time!

The men I like?  Any really (as you'll see later), although I prefer nicely
built dark Latino types with a nice covering of hair, but I've never said
"no" to a blond blue-eyed smoothie or a chunky older guy (or anyone else
come to that).

So how did I find out I was Bi?  9 years ago when I was 18, I used to spend
a lot of time with a friend called Steve.  We used to go to pubs and clubs
together and often used to date girls who were friends.  We started to go
out with identical twin girls Sarah and Julia - they were really beautiful,
long black hair, long, long legs and ready for anything.  One evening, we
were all together in my flat, we'd had a few drinks and as usual the
subject got around to sex.  We asked the girls if it was true that twins
had sex together - they didn't say a word but began to strip and within a
few seconds were on the floor giving each other a fabulous "69".  My cock
had never go to hard so quickly in all my life and looking at Steve he was
in the same state - his faded blue jeans showing all that he'd got.

We both immediately began to take our clothes off ready to join in but when
we'd got down to out underwear the girls stopped.

"Oh no you don't" said Julia, "we've given you some entertainment, now it's
your turn".

"That's right" replied Sarah "We want to see you get it off together".

I was shocked "You can't be serious - we're not related like you are".

"We're not going to that" said Steve.

"Please yourself" said Julia "no show, no fuck!"

Steve and I went to the other side of the room

"What are we going to do?" said Steve "I need it really badly".

"So I see" I replied looking at the bulge in his white briefs which also
sported a large wet patch of pre-cum.

"How about we give each other a wank" I said "with a bit of luck we'll only
have to do a few strokes and they'll join in".

By this time my prick was so hard it was painful. "OK" said Steve, "Let's
go for it".

We walked back over to the girls who were now sitting on the sofa waiting
for the action to start.  We laid down on the floor and we fumbled around
in each others briefs to get our cocks out.  I was shocked by my reaction -
I loved the feel of Steve 6 1/2 inch cock in my hand it felt so hot and
smooth and unbelievably sexy and the minute Steve touched my cock, I though
I was going to cum.  I guessed that this was just down to the horniness of
the situation.

"Hold On" said Sarah "that's no good.  We went down on each other and
you've got to do the same".

I suddenly found myself wanting Steve to say "yes" I badly wanted his rock
hard uncircumcised cock in my mouth.  I looked across at him and he must
have been feeling the same because he just smiled and slid down my body,
giving my rock hard nipple a playful nip as he went past.  I took hold of
his cock and gently eased the skin back to reveal a beautiful purple head
oozing pre-cum; I wiped a little onto my finger and put it in my mouth - it
tasted wonderful, slightly salty and smelt of man.  I couldn't wait to get
his dick into my mouth and started gently teasing the tip with my tongue.
By this time Steve had got one my balls in his mouth and I was amazed by my
reaction when he finally took my cock - it was the sexiest sensation I'd
ever felt, wave after wave of lust washed over my body.  Steve was
trembling from head to foot and from the way that his small hairless balls
had tightened, it was obvious that it wouldn't be long before he blew his
load.

While all this was going on the twins had been fingering each other and
were obviously getting really hot.

"Hey" shouted Sarah "that's enough, leave some for us!"

I was quite disappointed, Steve was giving me head better than any girl had
ever done, but we stopped and went back to the girls and I have to say that
when I came it was the best orgasm I'd ever had in my life.

Late, when the girls had gone Steve and I talked about what had happened.

"What did you think of that then?" I asked.

"Truth?  No holds barred?  Just between the two of us?" said Steve
"Promise?"

"Of course"

"I thought it was the sexiest things I've ever done" Said Steve "it never
even occurred to me that I was even the slightest bit bi and now I'm not so
sure, When I saw your cock and felt it and then put it in my mouth, it just
seemed so right.  I never thought it would be so long and thick or taste so
good"

"I know what you mean" I replied "I didn't want to you to stop, I really
wanted to cum in your mouth and wanted to feel you spurt down my throat."

By this time I was sporting another erection and I wasn't trying to hide
it, in fact I opened my legs wide and pushed my crutch forward so that
Steve could see it.  He just smiled and adjusted his rock-hard cock in his
underpants so that I could see it clearly.

"I think I've had too much to drink to drive" said Steve "I'd better order
a taxi".

Crafty bastard, I knew exactly what he'd got in mind although I was ahead
of him.

"Well you could always stay the night" I replied "you can sleep on the
sofa".

His face was a picture of disappointment but I wanted to make him wait.  I
went off and got some blankets and a pillow and helped him make up a bed on
the sofa.

I watched while he got undressed.  He was about 5'10" tall and around 11st
(156 lbs) with a little extra weight around his chest and stomach giving
him fleshy little nipples which were standing out.  His briefs were bulging
and his cock was once again tenting against the thin fabric.

"Looks like you'll have to have a wank when you get into bed, you'll never
be able to sleep with a stiffy like that".  Steve looked even more
disappointed.

I took pity on him

"I suppose" I said "that you could share with me, as long as you promise to
be a good boy."

"Good?" replied Steve "I'll be fucking wonderful".

We fell onto the bed and I kissed Steve gently, still a little unsure, he
responded by pushing his tongue into my mouth and grinding his rock hard
packet against mine.  I slipped my hand in between us and eased his cock
from his briefs.  It looked so good and it was so hard that it was almost
flat against his stomach.  I slipped my briefs off noting the strands of
pre-cum which were once again seeping from my slit.  Steve grabbed my cock
and started pumping it for all he was worth.

"Hey, slow down, there's no rush, let's take it really slowly and find out
what this is really all about".

I slid down his body and spent some time just looking at his cock and balls
while I was gently sliding his long foreskin backwards and forward,
marvelling in the look and feel of a man.  He in turn played with my balls,
telling me how big and impressive they were which turned me on even more -
everyone love a compliment.  I finally took his cock in my mouth once more
moving up and down on it very, very slowly.

"You bastard" Steve shouted "for God's sake go faster, I can't wait any
longer"

"Yes you fucking can" I replied and continued to suck him oh so slowly.
His balls were so tight they had almost disappeared.  My own cock and balls
were beginning to feel the need to blow so I started to build up speed and
Steve sensing the urgency, kept time with me.  Then it happened, Steve came
to violently that he screamed as if he was in pain and pumped spurt after
spurt of man juice down my throat.  I really wasn't expecting there to be
so much but I swallowed time and again and managed to take most of it.  The
minute I felt the first spurt I came like a volcano and I could hear Steve
slurping away but obviously not coping with it all.

When my limp cock slipped out of his mouth he cam back up to face me and
kissed me gently and as he opened his mouth I realised that he still had a
load of my cum which we passed backwards and forwards between us.  My cum
tasted very different to his, not as salty, but, in it's own way delicious.

That was the first of many nights together, we still went out with girls,
but if we didn't get laid then we'd blow each other.  Some nights we didn't
bother to go out and just spent the evening in bed.

When I married, Steve was my best man just as I was for him.  He's moved to
the north of England and we don't see each other very often these days.
When I saw him last, I really wanted to ask if he still thought about those
nights but thought better of it.  I needn't have worried, we went out to a
pub and on the way back needed to use a public toilet.

We stood side by side at the urinal and looking down, there was his lovely
cock standing to attention and needless to say I wasn't far behind.  There
was no one about so we gave each other a quick wank for old times sake.  He
still cruises sometimes and I'm only sorry that we live so far away from
each other!

So, that's set the scene.  In future chapters I'll tell you about the other
men in my life.