Date: Thu, 29 Aug 2002 22:08:50 -0700
From: gymhunk <gymhunk@msn.com>
Subject: Deliveries in the Rear

	Some say I'm an exhibitionist.  While I object to that word, my
actions would indicate there is some truth to the allegation.  I've never
been self-conscious about my body.  Walking around nude at home, or the
locker room at the gym, or the nude beach by the river is common.  Even
though I have a good body, people stare at my dick and ass all the time.  I
don't mind the stares, whistles or lewd comments.  They're just jealous.

	Lately, I've enjoyed lying under a large shade tree in the backyard
on warm summer afternoons after work.  By 3:30, I've shed all my clothes,
found a good book to read, and stretched out on the padded, reclining lawn
chair.

	The first time I did this, Charles (my open relationship of four
years) was shocked that I would expose myself like that.  But, the fence is
pretty high with no exposed windows in any of the neighbor's houses.

He got over it evidently.  The second time, he took off his shorts and ate
my ass until I was lubed up, rolled on a condom, then fucked the hell outta
me until we both came in torrents.  It was one of the hottest sessions
we've ever had.

	About three days later, I was nude in the backyard, again.  The
doorbell rang; then, rang again.  I yelled at Charles to get the door.  The
upstairs of the house was well insulated, so with Charles working in his
office up there, he might not have heard me.

	Because the doorbell didn't ring again, I assumed Charles had
answered it.  Little did I know that he'd left the house for a few minutes.

	I probably have the happiest hole in Denver.  Charles whips out his
thick 9" dick almost daily and screws me until I cum.  Then, he finishes by
cumming on my back or chest.  Although this is a very satisfying sex life,
I'm still willing to take the occasional stranger up my slut butt at the
beach, gym, t-room, rest area, or party.  I haven't been to the baths in
years, but I used to take on anyone with a good-sized dick at the tubs.
(That could be five or six men an evening.)  I could never find enough
dick, then.  Now, though, I'm generally content with Charles.  And he seems
pretty happy with our sex life as well.

	Lying on my stomach, I was face down on the chaise.  My round,
happy ass was exposed, and always eager to please.  And I was hopeful that
after the doorbell interruption, Charles would come out and pump my ass for
me.

	I heard someone walking across the lawn towards me.  I smiled.
"Hi, Gorgeous," I said without opening my eyes.  "Wanna fuck my ass?"

	"Um," was all I heard, but it was the lustful tone that I loved to
hear.  A pair of hands massaged my butt.  I wiggled it to encourage
additional attention to my "deeper" needs.  A big thumb rubbed against my
pleasure hole. I raised my hips to encourage him more.  His lips kissed my
right ass cheek, then, the left.  Charles was always doing that.  He kissed
my tailbone, then, nuzzled into my butt trench, licking lower, kissing my
balls and licking the tip of my leaking dick.  (I push them beneath me for
comfort when I lie down.)

	The big hands kneaded my muscular ass cheeks, spreading them
gently.  He kissed deeply into my dusky trench.  A warm, wet tongue darted
out, sampling my tight, pink pucker.  Finding that it liked what it tasted,
I felt a manly face press more firmly into my nether regions, slurping and
licking at my manhole.  The deeper he licked, the higher my ass rose off
the chaise.

	"Fuck, yeah, Baby!  That feels SO good," I murmured.  "You know
what I like!"

	The telltale sounds of clothing being removed made me smile.
Charles loved to fuck me skin to skin, rubbing his hard body against my
back as his hips power-fucked my hungry hole.  I reached behind and felt
his head, wanting to push his face even deeper up my butt trench.  His head
felt different somehow, like he'd gotten a very short haircut instead of
the medium length cut he usually gets.  Well, that was possible.  He did
have an appointment with our barber this morning.

	More tongue action on my butt followed.  Charles was really getting
into it.  He was spreading my ass cheeks and diving deeply, licking as far
as he could inside me, like he was going to fuck me with only spit as a
lube.  "Much as I appreciate what you may want to do, use the lube, Honey,"
I suggested, handing him the pump bottle of our favorite, slick lube.  He
grunted and took it from me.  I handed him a condom, too.

	His big hand pushed down on the small of my back, raising my ass
more.  He positioned himself above me and pressed his big cockhead against
my eager asshole.  I relaxed and opened for him.  He slid in, sighing
pleasurably as his thick inches stretched me wide.  "Yeah, Baby!  Hot ass!"
said a deep voice next to my ear.  That's not Charles' voice!  And the dick
is bigger and, FUCK, LONGER!

	My head snapped around.  Hovering over me was a handsome,
well-built black man, smiling into my eyes as his monster cock hit bottom.
"Who the fuck are you?" I asked.

	"UPS," he smiled, pulling out slowly, then, thrusting back inside.
"Making a delivery soon into a real tight ass!"

	Recovering quickly and definitely liking what I felt deep in my ass
and saw smiling down at me, I smiled back at him.  "Let's change
positions," I grinned.  "I wanna watch you cum."  I flipped around beneath
him and he plugged in again.

His thick, kissable lips leaned close to me.  "You got a great ass, Baby!"

	I blushed and thanked him.  "Times like this, I wish we were
barebacking.  I love the feel of a big dick up my ass, squirting a huge
load deep in my butt."

	"You gotta boyfriend?"

	"Let's not talk about him."

	"Anything you say, Baby," he crooned.  He kissed me.  Damn!  What a
great kisser!  I grabbed his big, round, muscle butt and pulled him harder
into me.  His big shoulders pushed my knees into my chest as we kissed
harder and his dick pounded faster and deeper.  He long-dicked me slowly,
easing the pace, taking his time.  I groaned and smiled each time his big
dickhead hit my prostate.  I couldn't stroke my leaking dick or I'd surely
cum.

	"What's your name, Gorgeous?" I asked.

	"Gary," he smiled.  "Yours?"

	"Jim."

	"You got the best ass I've ever fucked, Jim."

	"I'll bet you say that to all the men you fuck," I teased.

	"Just the really hot ones, like you, Baby.  Few men can take it all
and love it like you do," he complimented me.

	"A few years of practice make the difference."

	"Your boyfriend got a big dick, too?"

	"Yeah, but not as big as yours.  I've not even seen it, but I know
it has to be more than 9"."

	"That your boyfriend's size?"

	"Uh huh," I smiled and tugged harder on his ass, hoping he'd speed
up, because my dick was going to explode soon and I wanted him to cum with
me.  I did my best milking action with my ass muscles as I could.

	"Hungry ass, Baby!  I like that," he growled, and kissed me hard,
again.  "You really want this load up your butt, doncha!"  I pulled him
harder into my open hole.  "Yeah, you like this big, black dick up your
manpussy!"

	"Cum in my ass, Man!  I love getting fucked by a big man with a big
dick.  Don't hold back.  I can take it!"

	"And I got just what you need," he groaned, squeezing his eyes shut
and slowing his pace dramatically.  "That ass of yours is TOO good.  I
can't hold back.  Gotta CUM!"  he roared.

	"Yeah, Gary!  FUCK me!"

	Having reached the point of no return, he went for broke.  His hips
thrust hard and fast into me.  His big arms quavered as they held him up,
towering over me with his broad chest.  I felt his dick swell inside me.
Yeah!  He's gonna blast!

	He buried his massive cock deep in my ass and held on.  I felt him
jerk and punch harder into me with each climax wave.  His mouth hung open
in silent screams of pleasure.  Over and over, he pummeled my asshole.  How
I wish I could feel that huge load of man-jizz spray into me.  He continued
to tremble and his dick to fire.  Either he hadn't had sex in a while or he
always had big climaxes like this.  If I weren't so "married" to Charles,
I'd sure chase this one down, I thought.

	Finally, he opened his eyes and smiled at me.  "Hot fuck, Baby.
You're the best," he added as he pulled out.

He let my legs down and stripped off the condom.  He looked around for a
place to toss it, but I took it from him.  "I've always loved jizz," I
grinned.  Upending the spent condom, I drained it.  I looked him over again
after I tossed the rubber under the chaise.  He was a mountain of bulging,
sweat-gleaming muscles.  His big dick was still a good 10" long and very
thick.  The head and half the shaft were streaked white with cum.

I leaned in and gently sucked his thick trouser snake into my mouth.  He
flipped me over on to my back and devoured my hard, precum-dripping dick.
As we 69'ed, I wondered where Charles was, but decided I had more important
things do to than worry about his current location.

	Gary was an accomplished cocksucker.  In under a minute, he had me
ready to blast.  I pushed his head away, warning him of my imminent
eruption.  He pulled off reluctantly, rising to a semi-squatting position.
Having cleaned off his cummy dick, I'd moved back to nuzzle his orange-size
nuts.  "You have big nuts, Gary.  You always cum that much?"

	"Uh huh," he moaned.  "Feels good when you do that."

	"Like to get rimmed as much as you like to rim?" I asked.  Without
waiting for a reply, I stuck my tongue between his big, melon buns and
tasted.

	"Ah, FUCK!  Yeah, love it!" he managed finally to hiss out,
squatting more directly over my mouth.  My hands spread his big butt even
more, tickling his deep trench with my nose and tongue, with particular
attention to his black rosebud.  "Fuck, that's good!" he moaned.

	I tongue-drilled him for another five minutes, licking deeper and
slurping more loudly with each passing tick of the clock.  "This beautiful
butt ever get fucked?" I asked, taking a short, five second pause to catch
my breath.

	"Rarely," he laughed.  "But, a guy who can eat butt as good as you
do and has a nice dick, too, yeah, I'd bottom for ya."  He grabbed the
other condom and rolled it over my erect member, and lubed it.  He turned
and sat on me slowly, facing me.  His eyes were screwed shut, trying to
keep back the waves of discomfort as his tight ass begrudgingly opened up
for my 8" of manhood.

	When his big butt finally rested against my pubes, he smiled and
opened his eyes.  His monster dick was hard again, jutting straight out at
me and leaking more precum.  "Give me a minute to get used to this big
fucker," he sighed.  "I haven't been fucked in better than three years."

	I rested, letting him do all the work.  Clearly, it could have been
more than three years since he was last fucked.  He was so tight, he could
have been a virgin.  "Take your time, Gary.  You decide when you need some
action from me."

	He smiled down at me and leaned forward slightly, pulling a few
inches of hard dick out of his ass.  His big 11" cock touched my lips when
I raised my head.  Gary pushed himself back on to my dick, and my lips
followed his leaking dick, keeping a number of inches in my mouth.  "Yeah,
FUCK, YEAH!" he moaned loudly.  "I'm gonna cum again real soon, Jim!  Your
dick is really hitting my joy button."  He sat hard on my dick, ramming it
deep up his butthole.  I shoved up with my hips, forcing his dick into my
face and his big cockhead between my sucking lips, again.

	Gary's tight butt pulled and sucked at my dick, munching and
stroking it hard with each squatting and rising motion.  "You're gonna make
me cum," I warned within another minute.

	"You keep licking my big dickhead like that and you'll get a REAL
flood of cream," he countered.

	Not giving an inch in our zeal to make the other cum, I sucked as
hard on him as he milked on me.  I was sure that I would lose.  After all,
it had been less than ten minutes since he'd shot that huge load up my
condom-protected ass.

	However, I was wrong.  In one more thrust between my lips, I tasted
creamy mancum, then, another big shot of jizz.  He pushed his squirting
cock farther into my face, pulling himself nearly off my dick, leaving only
the head inside him.  His butthole squeezed hard on my swollen cockhead.
Teetering on the edge of a climax, I knew I couldn't hold back.  The
combination of his tasty cum and his tight butthole pushed me over the
brink.  I thrust hard up his tight ass, burying my 8" of squirting cock
more than half way.  His big butt muscles clamped down hard.  Another big,
creamy gush of ball honey jetted down my throat.  I thrust up again,
blasting my baby sauce hard into the condom.

	Back and forth we pushed.  My mouth stretched over his firing dick
while my squirting semen-launcher pried open his infrequently fucked bootie
for another salvo of manjuice.  His sensitive dickhead couldn't take any
additional stimulation, so he pulled away.  But, that motion delightfully
rocketed my climaxing dick completely into him.  I thrust one last time
very hard into him, planting my dick as far as it would go up his ass.  He
squeezed it with his big muscle buns and smiled down at his cum-oozing
dick, pointed at my face, but too far away to continue my samples.

	My climax waned and I pulled out.  He rose off my dick as I moved
away from him, and kissed me again.  "Better get back to my deliveries," he
grinned, tugging on his trousers.  I leaned in and sucked his sensitive
dickhead again, snagging the last drops of clinging cum.  He pulled away
laughing.  "You're the hottest sex slut I've ever known.  Where were you
when I was just coming out and needing sex all the time?"

	"Probably cruising the bookstores, gyms, and beaches looking for
you.  How long you been out, Gary?"

	"About three years."

	"Got a boyfriend yet?"

	"Nope, still auditioning.  Too bad you're already taken."

	"Yeah, I could really go for a stud like you, but I already have
one.  However, we have an open relationship, so I can still fuck around," I
offered.

	"I need a boyfriend, not a sex connection," he bristled.  "But, I
appreciate the offer, anyway."

	"Well, if you ever need some hot sex, I work out at the 24-Hour
Fitness club in the neighborhood."

	"I belong, too, but I go to the one in the northeast part of town."

	"When do you generally workout?" I asked, grabbing a towel to wipe
off my dick and ass from excess lube.

	"I workout right after my shift ends at four.  And the steam room
there is notorious, from what I hear."

	"You hear right!" I laughed.  "I've scored there many times."

	"How do you not get caught in a public place like that?"

	"Lots of steam and a squeaky door," I grinned.  He laughed at that.
"What are you looking for in a man to be your boyfriend?  I have some
single friends."

	"Any of them as hot and over-sexed as you are?"

	"Well, you'd have to be the judge of that.  I know some of them
workout at the same gym. I'll give you a call and we'll arrange something
and you can decide if you want to pursue them or not," I suggested.  He
scribbled down his name and phone number, ripped off a page from a notepad
he had, and handed it to me.

	"And you can use that number, too, if your boyfriend is out of
town," he winked.  He patted my ass, I sighed his register for the package
he'd originally intended to deliver, and he left.

	He met Charles at the front of the house on the sidewalk.
"Delivery was made in the rear," he smirked, and left.


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