Date: Thu, 5 Dec 2013 09:06:27 -0500
From: John skehan <jaskejr@hotmail.com>
Subject: Delivery Man 3

Delivery man -3
JAS

This is a story for adult men. It depicts gay sex.  If this offends or
bothers you, DO NOT READ IT. It is a fantasy and is not a sex manual, or a
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Delivery Man -3 -Afterwards

The next 2 days were the usual hectic, hot summer deliveries. On the third
day I returned to the office after my last delivery. When I walked in I saw
Marcy and my boss waiting for me, smiling. The other employees had gathered
around. My boss handed me an envelope. It had the logo of the Warriors in
the upper corner. "This was hand delivered this afternoon." he said loud
enough for all to hear. I took it and went into the corner to open
it. Inside was a season ticket for all the home games. I knew it was
difficult to get these tickets. My company had a dozen that they spread
among the employees.

With the ticket was a small note-"from the guys." I showed the ticket but
not the note to the other employees and was congratulated by everyone. My
boss took me into his office, closing the door behind him. "Oliver, it
looks like you made quite an impression on the team" he said. I had to
laugh to myself at that comment. "This is not the first time you have been
spoken highly of." he continued, "I think it is time we re-evaluated your
positon with the firm". I was stunned. I like my job and the human contact
it gives me. He went on, "We think your skills are under used andwould like
to promote you to our customer relations office, if you would accept it
would be substantial increase in salary and make me very proud." Too
stunned to speak I just smiled and nodded acceptance.

 I went out to my rig to get some personal things when my cell began to
buzz. I didn't recognize the number but answered it anyway. "Hey, buddy did
you get our present?". It was Donte deep voice. "Yes, thank you for the
ticket. It was a surprise." I replied. He continued almost with a whisper,
"We wanted to let you know how much we enjoyed ourselves." I told him how
much I had enjoyed the company.

  There was a long silence then Donte continued in a whisper, "I don't want
to crowd you but can I see you again? This time one on one." Ok, I'm no
fool and I know how these guys get traded around and that any relationship
is going to be casual and temporary. But inside I knew that my life now was
very empty. I told him yes and we made a date for lunch that next
weekend. It was to be the last free weekend before the formal traing camp
and pre-season games started.

  Saturday arrived and Donte picked me up in his hot sports car. I
commented on how it must be a chick magnet. He just laughed. We drove for
45 minutes to a nearby, larger city. Donte seemed to know where he was
going. I just sat back and enjoyed his company.

   Lunch was one long conversation. I told him about growing up in my small
town. He related his tough story growing up in the urban ghetto. We relaxed
into each other's company. I told him about my recent promotion and thanked
him for his part. In our conversation I discovered Donte was 4 years older
and had completed college on a scholarship. He suggested that I might want
to consider taking some business classes at the local community college to
back up my new job.

   After lunch we toured around the city seeing the local sights. It seemed
that we just didn't want to part and go back to our lives. During the day
there had been no talk of anything sexual. It was the elephant in the
room. On the drive back Donte finally questioned me about my sex life. I
had to admit to him that it was pretty limited in my small town. In fact I
had only had three gay experiences before meeting the team. Donte was
silent for a while before speaking again. He pulled over to a highway rest
stop. He turned to look at me shyly. " Would you consider me as a partner
for whatever you want?" he quietly asked. I thought for a long moment
before speaking. "Yes, I would like that but I have some reservations about
a relationship" I said softly. "Ok, hit me with them! I'm a big boy and
sure I can answer them", he joked.

  I hesitated then spoke up.First, where would this lead? I know the
history behind pro-atheletes and that they are often moved from city to
city in trades. Second thing is your size! You are a pretty big boy down
there and I doubt I could be able to handle it and satisfy you. Thirdly,
I'm looking for a long term relationship at this point in my life."  Donte
looked thoughtful for a few minutes then smiled before speaking "First, I
know that my football career is time limited. Too many bad things can
happen so I've set up my own trust fund. It's pretty large and I've put all
my endorsement money and salary in it. I've also put out feelers for a
college coaching job or even a high school job."

  "As for your second idea, I can be gentle and would always respect my
partner's wishes. I'm not that rough sex machine you saw the other
night. Yes, it's big and takes some getting used to but I'm willing to wait
for the right man. I'm also versatile in bed."

   "And now for the third thing-I am also looking for a long term
lover-yes, a long, a one on one relationship with no sharing. I'd like to
share that with you if you'll have me. I've seen too many guys ruined by a
quick fuck. It's not my scene. Can we try?"

  We drove on, as I thought about it all. we were taking a round about way
to my house. Finally, I said "Ok let's try it. But I don't want our friends
on the team to know." He looked thoughtful for a few minutes and said,
"Well, there's a problem with that. You see Derek and Jason got all your
contact info and then encouraged me to ask you out. Brent and Jason like to
play match maker. I think that they will know just from the smile on my
face on Monday". I laughed! I had been set up.

  The season went well for the team, making the playoffs. Donte did not
sign a new contract. Instead he signed on as a defensive coach with a local
college and as a sports announcer for a local TV station. My job went well
and after another 5 years I was a vice-president of the company. At the end
of the season Donte said farewll to his team mates and quietly moved into
my house. In time he gained a full time position as an administrator at the
college. We never had to share each because we were a well oiled machine.
The community accepted us as part of the town.