6 comments/ 18897 views/ 26 favorites Pizza Boy at the Door Ch. 04 By: JKendallDane 8===> Three very strange deliveries creates more confusion for Josh Cody and I were almost done working a closing shift when two calls came in back to back. "Looks like you win a double buddy...they are both going to Motel Sex," was his pronouncement followed by a good chuckle. We referred to the Motel 6 in our delivery area as 'Motel Sex' because they ran late night special rates when their occupancy rate was down to attract the college kids wanting to get it on and wanting privacy. Most figured that the $20 deal they offered for the night was a bargain instead of having to cope with getting roommates to give them a couple hours of time alone with their date; much less the whole night. The motel rented at least a couple dozen extra rooms every weekend that way and everybody was happy. Unfortunately, orders coming in from there late, were also low tippers or total stiffs...to say nothing of having to look at nearly naked buff guys that only wanted to get rid of you as quick as they could and get back to their woman. "Oh well...maybe this is my night to get lucky...maybe even a twofer," was what I tossed back at Cody with a wink. Twofer was typical delivery code for getting a great tip from both customers on a double run, but Cody and I had adapted it to meaning the ultimate goal of two customers we scored sack time with. It had happened to him once last year, and I was still waiting for my first to occur. My wild oats side still surfaced far too often. I needed a boyfriend! He grinned wide and came back with "Right...keep thinking that some straight boy will just decide to ignore the chick with the huge rack already in his bed, to give you a blowjob as a tip." I knew he was totally right about that. Ten minutes later as he was cutting and boxing the orders, he got a real serious look on his face and suggested "Or maybe it is your night to end up with a hot guy in each room all ready to play. Hope you ate your Wheaties this morning!" We both laughed as I bagged up the order and headed out the door knowing my odds for either a good tip or a decent quickie from either room was pretty damn slim. Once in my car, I cranked up the tunes and lit a Winston to enjoy on the way over to the motel that was about eight minutes away. My mind wandered to what Cody had last said and my box twitched as I thought about getting hit on two times in a row with no time to recover. I normally didn't have a problem easily getting hard again right away, and a few times where I never even went soft...but wasn't too certain if I could do it with two different guys only a few minutes apart. Smiling at the thought of such a challenge, I gave myself a quick squeeze and then flicked the cigarette butt out the window as I pulled into the motel lot and headed for room 120 first. Even though they had ordered last, first floor deliveries always took priority over having to walk up a flight of stairs...and the other delivery was for room 233 on the other side of the building and square in between both sets of stairs. 'Fuck 'em!' I said to myself and then muttered out loud, "If I have to climb stairs and walk that far; they get to wait a few minutes longer." I parked in front of 120, switched off the car, grabbed the top bag in the seat beside me, and sauntered up to the door. Hearing no noise and having noticed that not even the dull glow of a TV was showing underneath the heavy drapes covering the large window, I knocked lightly. An eyeball peeked between the curtain momentarily and I pasted a smile on my face for at least the twentieth time that night as I heard the double lock get turned and the door slowly opening to the dark room. As my eyes tried to adjust to the darkness, I quickly noticed a nice looking bare chest and set of abs thanks to the reflected parking lot lights I held back a gasp as I glanced lower and realized the good looking torso was standing there nude. Just as a hand cupped my crotch, a lusty and somewhat familiar voice whispered, "Come on in pizza boy...I have a special tip for you." My body crossed the threshold; partially because it wanted to; and partially because the hand wrapped around my balls was pulling it inside. As the form dropped to its knees and began undoing my cut offs, I sat the pizza bag on the little round table next to the window and strained to see what had just yanked my shorts to my ankles. I could just barely see my hard cock bob in the air once before the still unknown head took half my thick shaft into its mouth in one motion. My hands went directly to his hair and I pulled him tight and moaned. "Oh yeah buddy...swallow all of that tool," slipped from my lips as I rammed the head into his tonsils. I figured if you want me that bad, then I want your throat just as bad also. Strong hands grabbed my now bare ass, pulling me forward, and I felt very talented throat muscles clench the head of my dick as my balls slapped against a very smooth chin. I leaned against the door...holding my unknown benefactor's ears tight as he began a very deliberate and experienced mouthing of my hard on. His lips were tight over his teeth; his mouth moist; and had hands that were running all over me as he sucked me. Between his slurping up and down my cock, rubbing my balls, and tickling my exposed asshole, I wasn't going to last long. After a minute or two more of letting him treat me to the best blow job I had that week, I tried pulling him off, but he refused to loosen the grip his throat had on me. I resigned myself to the reality that he fully intended on doing me without letting me even touch the large hunk of manhood I had caught a shadowy glimpse of earlier. I warned him I was getting close, and relaxed against the door moaning. The impassioned lips locked even tighter on me as he silently begged for my full load with his head moving faster and faster on me. "I'm tellin' ya dude...I am close! Pull off or take two days worth," was all that came from my lips before my balls started to rumble and a full load started up my throbbing, satiny shaft. That only got me pinned solidly to the door and I felt his lips bury themselves in my pubes as he impaled himself with my trembling flesh spear. My fingers were twisting in his hair and I quietly screamed as the first wad exploded down his hungry throat...followed by three more in rapid succession before he pulled back and took two more ropes across his face. I was still moaning in delight and my cock was dribbling a final ooze, as he quickly stood up and pasted his face to mine. As the tongue soaked with my juice was shoved between my lips, I felt the pressure of a hard cock against my stomach as we kissed in still full-blown lust. I was so turned on and wanting to return the favor...not giving a damn at all, at how late the other motel customer's order was getting. I worked my way between his legs and wrapped my hand around what had to be at least seven inches; but before I could drop to my knees, he pushed my hand away and spoke as he walked away from me. "Not yet, Joshua. You need to come back when you get off and be able to spend the time to do me right for that one." I was more shocked by his casual use of my formal name than I was the attention this mystery man had just given my now wilting tool. The snicker in the darkness now came from the bed and pushed my curiosity to the max. I fumbled for the wall switch and flipped it. The sudden explosion of light partially blinded me, but I finally focused to see Chris's fine high school swimmer's body stretched across the bed grinning at me. "I'll keep this ready for you until you get back," was the tease he gave me as he played with the rock hard cock that was oozing pre in his hand. My confused look got the added explanation of "Mom and Dad are having a party at the house and I wanted some good dick tonight...so Cody helped me out to be sure I could get some." His eyes sparkled as he dismissed me with, "Hurry back college boy...I'll be good and ready." I pulled my shorts back up and then walked to the bed where I lightly slapped his bubble butt as I leaned down to give him another kiss. "See you in about 30 minutes little hunk." I ran my thumb across his oozing slit as I stood back up and then licked his sweet jis from it as I said, "Don't waste any of that until I get back. You know how I like quality teenage protein." "No worry Josh...I've been saving up for three days to fill you up and another half hour of edging will just add to the gallon in my balls already." His lips formed an evil grin as he added, "You can even bring Cody too, since I probably have enough for both of you." "I just might do that if he is in the mood," was my reply along with my own grin. "Right now, I have to figure out how to explain to the other customer on the other side of the motel, why their pizza took so long." Chris laughed and then asked "Well...isn't '30 minutes or a free blowjob' the rule?" "The mood I am in right now thanks to you, I could probably handle that," I answered back also laughing before adding with a wink: "And still be ready for you too." Chris smiled and said, "Well go do whatever it takes and get back here quick. My balls are getting blue." I tickled his sack lightly with my fingers before spinning and heading for the door. "They'll get emptied soon baby...just keep you hands off that thing and you will see the wait will be well worth it," was my final comment as I left the room. Back outside, I jumped into my car and drove to the other side of the motel building. Grabbing the second hot bag, I prayed the pizza was still at least semi warm as I ran up the stairs to the second floor and down the walkway to room 233. My triple rap on the door was quickly answered but thanks to the shadows being cast by the parking lot lighting, the only thing I could see was a set of good looking pecs, a hairless tummy, and a huge hard on standing inside the dark room. 'Da-damn! Is everyone that's hungry at this hour hanging out naked?' is what I thought to myself. As soon as I heard the voice, I realized it was Rob! "Took ya long enough hot stuff...Cody said you would be here quick. Now get your fine ass in here and get naked too," was the only thing he said as he pulled me inside and shut the door before driving his hot tongue deep into my mouth. He started fumbling with the snap on my cut offs and as he unzipped me, added "This is only a start...be back for round two as soon as you can 'cause I am in town for the whole weekend and want to spend it in bed with you." As he slid my shorts down my legs, I dropped the pizza bag on the floor and uttered a silent prayer for a quick recover from the blow job I had just gotten from Chris in the other room. My cock was beginning to cooperate by growing quickly as Rob dropped to his knees and took me in his wet mouth. But I still was going to need a way to deal with two guys both wanting me back in their motel rooms within the hour...especially since it was obvious that my high school buddy from home, Rob...who now had me all the way in his throat and his face pasted to my pubes...wasn't going to let me off the hook after driving more than three hours across the state. Just before Rob brought me my second eruption within minutes, I realized how I had been set up. Cody had one hell of a lot of explaining to do when I get back to the shop! * * * * * "You are such a son bitch! My balls actually hurt right now!" were the first words Josh spat out at Cody as he walked back thru the driver's door at the pizza joint. That comment and the grin on his face, told Cody that he was being both very facetious, and that Josh had indeed scored a twofer at Motel Sex. It was somewhat a cruel joke to play on his friend, but Cody couldn't pass up the opportunity when he got separate calls from both Chris and Rob earlier in the evening. "What's wrong buddy?" he sarcastically began, and then added, "Have a problem keeping up with your deliveries?" along with a good laugh and wink. Josh tossed the empty hot bag in his hand at his friend as he came back with "Keeping it up is never a problem bro. You letting me walk into a double set up like that with no warning...especially with it being Rob and Chris...was just a little on the sadistic side though." Cody was still laughing as Josh tacked on, "And you are going to help me get out of the mess of both of them expecting me back there when we close!" Cody walked over and draped his arm over his buddy's shoulder as he offered "Come on man...you have two hot, young, horny guys both wanting you, and you want ME to help out? Sheesh! It's not like you haven't been in a threeway before." He squeezed Josh's shoulder and concluded with, "Quit your bitchin' and jump on the opportunity dude!" Josh dropped his eyes to stare at the floor as he explained. "Yeah. But to tell ya the truth, Cody..." He started shuffling his feet before continuing with "...you know I love getting it on with Chris, but I would actually like to spend time with just Rob tonight." As he raised his head again, his eyes were silently pleading as they stared deeply into Cody's. "You have a major hard on for him, don't you?" Cody accented the comment with a smile. Josh blushed a little before answering. "I don't know if calling it a 'hard on' is the best way to describe it; but damn Cody; he was my best friend all thru high school, and we haven't really talked since...since...since that first time when he was here last month." Josh settled into the hard plastic chair setting against the wall and dropped his head into his hands for a moment and then looked back up at Cody with a slight grin added to break the serious tone. "Kind of difficult to give Rob the attention I need to, when Chris will be all over both of us. Plus, I am not all that certain that Rob wouldn't freak at the idea. From what he told me later that other weekend, he had never done anything with another guy before and wasn't sure he ever would." He completed the short diatribe with, "And Chris even suggested bringing you back with me, so I'm sure it would be cool with him if just you showed up." Cody couldn't resist the puppy dog eyes that were begging him. "You are so gonna owe me bro. Just be thankful I didn't already have plans and am in the mood for that tight little ass he has." He ruffled Josh's hair with his hand as he jokingly said "Go be with your boyfriend and make the wedding plans. I'll make up some decent excuse for why you don't show up and pick up the slack for you with Chris." The look of trepidation that had been on his face, was suddenly replaced with a large smile and Josh jumped up and hugged Cody. "Thanks man! Thank you so much!" As he let go of the bear hug he had on his co-worker, Josh added "If there does end up being a wedding at some point, you will be best man." They both chuckled at the thought and then concentrated on finishing up the sweeping and mopping of the shop so they could leave and meet up with their respective dates for the night. It had been just under an hour since Josh had last pulled into the motel driveway, but this time he headed directly for the back side of the building. Cody was right behind him and flashed his brights and gave him a thumbs up out the driver's window, before pulling into the empty stall next to Chris's Miata. Josh waved back as he swung behind the two story structure and whipped into a slot right at the exterior stairway. He snickered to himself as he thought about how climbing the stairs and trotting halfway down the length of the building right now was no where near the chore he usually looked at it as...but then he already knew he had an exceptionally good tip waiting for him and he took the stairs two at time. The metal door of room #233 opened up for him for the second time that night almost as soon as he knocked on it. The room was nearly as dark as it had been before, but the light coming from the open bathroom door allowed Josh to see the outline of Rob standing there. Still shirtless, but now wearing a pair of super tight, square cut shorts, Rob smiled as he took Josh's hand and dragged him into his arms. His hand was groping Josh's box as he slipped his tongue between Josh's lips and lustily whispered, "I see the extra sausage they left off the pizza, has finally shown up." The moan that Josh made was more from hearing Rob use a form of the oldest bad line in the world on a pizza guy, than from the warm moist tongue that was exploring his mouth. "Good thing you had a connection at the shop, because we don't normally deliver just a topping by itself," was the equally bad comeback he gave Rob as they grinded against each other. Josh slipped his hand between them and as he rubbed the huge bulge he found in Rob's square cuts, he added, "Looks like you already have a nice pepperoni stick to go along with the sausage too." They both snickered at the dialog they had used on each other, knowing it could only be found in a truly bad porn movie otherwise. Without any more words, Josh popped the snap on Rob's shorts as he guided him backward to the bed and gently pushed him down to a sitting position. His nipples became instantly erect as Josh massaged his pecs. Rob reached up and undid Josh's cutoffs quickly and slid them down his legs. Josh slipped out of his sneaks and pulled off his work tee as he stepped out of the shorts bunched around his ankles. Rob was nuzzling the lump in his friend's boxers with his face when Josh suddenly crawled up in the bed and positioned himself behind Rob. He wrapped his arms around him and began kissing and nibbling at Rob's neck as he pulled him back into his warm, nearly naked body. Josh played with Rob's chest some more before he moved his hands down the smooth stomach and unzipped Rob's shorts. His left hand snaked inside them and constricted around the one-eyed anaconda. Then he pulled Rob with him as he fell to his back on the bed and used his right hand to push his friend's tight and sexy shorts down while slow stroking him. Rob twisted his head sideways and kissed Josh at the same time he used his hands to help him get the overly snug square cuts off. He shuddered as he felt Josh's thick cock bump against his now naked butt crack and sucked hard on the tongue in his mouth. Josh's hips were rotating against Rob's ass. He ran his hands into the thick shag of hair on Rob's head and pulled the face even tighter to his. The leg motions he used to get the shorts off his feet, forced Rob to squirm, and Josh moaned into his mouth as Rob's hard cheeks grinded even more against his tool. Even though he had emptied his balls twice in the past hour, Josh was oozing a fair amount of pre into his boxers. Wanting to feel total skin-on-skin, he fumbled at them and managed to slip the underwear down far enough to snag the front of the waistband beneath his balls. The combined sensation of his wet cock head dripping; the bottom side of his shaft sliding up and down between the vise-like cheeks of his best friend; and the voltage shocking thru both of them as their tender balls bumped with every move, made Josh crazy and he bit down on Rob's tongue. "mmMMmmmMMM!" was the sound that escaped from Rob's lips and he slammed back into Josh's crotch so hard that he was rolled to his back on the bed. In one quick motion, Rob rolled over also and spun up and around, positioning his ass right on the underside of Josh's hard cock and pinning it flat between his crack and Josh's thick pubes. He began a very slow and deliberate rocking back and forth as his sparkling eyes stared into Josh's. The amount of pre cum gushing onto his stomach made Josh remember that Rob hadn't gotten off earlier and he reached out to fill his palm with his friend's slime and then began working him. He looked up just in time to see Rob's eyes snap shut and his mouth whimper "Ohhhh. Fuck. YESSS! Josh!" at the same time his hips began sliding even more rapidly on Josh's throbbing cock. As inexperienced as he was certain Rob was, Josh couldn't believe how expertly he was using his hard cheeks to horn Josh to the max with nothing more than frottage. Pizza Boy at the Door Ch. 04 "Gawd! Ride that bone dude!" flew from Josh's lips as he increased the tempo of his hand action on Rob. An order of, "Keep jacking my long cock you stud mother fucker!" came back from Rob's throat at the same time he began an even faster and harder humping. Rob's balls were rubbing the tip of Josh's dick with every wiggling thrust and they both knew the double explosion was going to be soon. Josh tightened his grip and stroked faster. Rob pushed down with all his might and began a counterclockwise motion with his cheeks. Josh moaned deeply. Rob begged, "Make me cum, pleeeasseee!" Josh yanked still faster and demanded, "Blow that big fuckin' load!" Bucking harder, Rob agreed to the demand with, "I'm going too...all over your fucking hot chest!" "Show me what a man you really are and get it all the way to my face!" Josh challenged. Grinding down again on Josh's cock, Rob grinned and answered with, "I will plaster that pretty boy face with both our loads!" "Then DO IT...and do it SOON, you fucking stud!" and Josh closed his eyes in anticipation. Just as he was sure that it would only be a few more strokes before they both erupted, Josh was shocked as Rob grabbed a handful of his blond hair; slipped backwards off his cock; and pulled him upright until they were sitting face-to-face. He slapped both pre drenched pieces of meat together in his hand; and began jacking them at the same time with a whole new fervor. Josh's head was spinning as his balls forced themselves to begin pushing another load into his cum chute. Rob was wildly jerking them both and rapidly moaning, "Gonna cum! Gonna cum! GONNA CUMMMM!!!" Josh shoved his tongue into Rob's mouth to keep the whole motel from hearing him scream and wrapped his arms around him. Their upper bodies meshed together at the same time their legs and hips all intertwined like a giant county fair pretzel. Between their hot, sweaty skin; the joy juice leaking from both their tools; and the way they were pinned together...the squishing noises that were being created from all the wetness made things even that much more erotic. Just as Josh felt his first rope zoom up the inside of his cum chute, Rob leaned in and began sucking on his neck like a crazed cheerleader marking her territory in the backseat of the star quarterback's car. It was impossible to tell whether it was Rob's fast moving hand, or the suctioning of his neck that made him want to cry out the loudest, but Josh thankfully bit down on Rob's shoulder to keep his cries of delight from shattering the windows as their simultaneous eruptions shot up between them. Josh felt a huge double wad of warm cum smack his chin at the same time Rob's body went stiff. Rob managed a long, low moan of "Fuucckkk!" as he also continued trying to suck the skin off Josh's neck and whacking the two dicks in his hand. Wrapped tight together...both with every muscle shaking and every nerve quivering...one giant rope of man boy juice after another continued to splatter them as Rob milked their balls. It seemed as if Rob would never stop jacking or cumming. Josh knew he was already spent after Rob pumped four large wads from him on top of the two previous blow jobs he had earlier. In spite of his rapidly shriveling balls, he allowed himself to continue enjoying the feeling of having his cock stroked against Rob's wet, sticky one as Rob pinched off at least three more large blobs from his own. Rob added one final teething to Josh's neck, and managed to dribble one last thimbleful of thick, white spooge over their cocks before he released his grip. Completely exhausted, they fell together flat on the bed and kissed and cuddled for several long minutes without a single word. "Wow! Just WOW!" was all Rob could finally get out of his lips in between the still labored, deep breaths. Josh smiled and kissed Rob before stating, "Wow works for me too buddy." He parroted the "Just WOW!" also, but while running his fingers back and forth from the starting point of Rob's happy trail to his pecs. Rob turned his back but silently wiggled up against Josh's nakedness. He draped his arm over Rob and pulled him tight into the spooning position. Within moments, the only two sounds in the room was the constant low droning of the thru-the-wall air conditioning unit, and the soft purring snore of satisfied sleep coming from the man in his arms. Josh finally drifted off into his own dream state with two thoughts: Why it had taken so long for the friendship to progress to this...and just how right this felt. * * * * * It was a couple days after Rob had headed back to our little hometown, but I was still thinking about him a lot. I know I was wanting to see a potential for something serious there, but after what little discussion we had about the issue of being gay, I'm not certain he would ever be able to cope with the word. Right now I was far more concerned with the weather and how nasty it was starting to look. Pizza customers don't care how wet YOU get, so long as their pie stays hot and dry. The sudden drizzle that started as I left the shop with his next delivery was one of the normal weather hazards you face with the job. As I drove to the apartment where the order was going, the rain became increasingly stronger every block. By the time I was pulled up to unit #69 at the very back of the complex, the sky had opened up completely and was now a full blown downpour. I just sat in in the car for a full two minutes finishing up the Winston I had fired up on the way over and hoping for a small break in the storm. Finally giving up to the rain gods, I grabbed the hot bag from the passenger seat; popped open the driver's door; and darted thru the bullet-like stings the huge raindrops felt like against my face. By the time I had covered the 50 foot dash to the front door, my dark shirt and khaki shorts were soaked. To add insult to injury, the apartment door had just a minimal overhang, and was dumping more rain down on me while waiting for someone to answer the knock. Even though it was only another 15 or 20 seconds, by the time the door opened, drenched wasn't even the correct word. I had to have looked like the proverbial drowned cat. "Oh damn guy...get in here out of that nasty crap," was the order that came from the tall figure standing across the threshold just as lightning lit up the sky. I stepped inside without a second's hesitation. "Thanks so much, man," came sincerely from my lips before adding "I hate to be dripping all over the place but it is really a mess out there right now." The good looking tall blond that was standing in front of me looked to be 25 or 26 and smiled as he said "No problem buddy. I can't hardly make you come out in this shit and make you stand in it too. Just set it down on the breakfast bar and let me grab my wallet." He then disappeared through the doorway between the kitchen and living room. When he came back a few seconds later, he handed over a crisp new twenty for the $12.88 order. "Hope that is enough for getting you all wet." Then he grinned wider as he also passed off a soft towel with the simple instruction of "Here, at least dry off a little too." "Thanks man...for the nice tip and this," sputtered from my mouth while running the towel over my dripping blond locks. As I slid the soft cotton over my face and then up under my tight tee, my inner Josh took the time to do a quick scan of the half dressed customer. That little guy inside hadn't really paid attention before to the fact that the customer was wearing just a pair of cargo shorts riding low enough to see the Calvin Klein waistband on his underwear and had a fairly nice chest. His blond hair was lighter and longer than mine and had deep green eyes. This guy was one of those hot lookers that confused me since the gaydar beeped slightly, but looked far too straight. As I continued to rub the towel over my pecs, my nipples became erect...partially from the cold rain that had soaked the tee, and partially from the intentional pinches I was giving them while staring at the cute guy. Just then, another loud crack of thunder exploded outside the door and from the sounds of it, the rain became virtually torrential. "Why don't you just hang for a few and have a Coke or something instead of going right back out in that," was the suggestion from the customer. "Maybe it will ease up in ten minutes or so and you can at least try to dry off." The smile on the guy's face was intoxicating and Josh shook his head in the affirmative as he added "Cool with me if I can get just a little dry even...thanks!" He added his own smile to his face as he noticed the great ass cheeks showing in the customer's cargos as he walked to the fridge. "My name is Shane." was the simple comment as he pressed a can of Coke into Josh's hand. "Mine's Josh and thanks again. Really!" were his words as he continued to rub the towel on his exposed tummy as he he tipped the can back. Even with his head partially tilted, his eyes watched Shane's as they stared at Josh's hand running the towel across his hairless stomach. He also noticed that Shane had taken a little too long a look after noticing the bulge in the soaked khakis that were sticking to him. Another loud double clap of thunder close by and the rain now pounding against the windows was accompanied by "Dude! You are so totally drenched! You might as well give me that shirt and let me toss it in the dryer for 15 minutes...doesn't look like it is going to let up any sooner." Wondering if this guy was just being overly helpful or had something else in mind, made Josh decide to find out which. "You serious man? It would be nice to have it at least half dry." "Sure man...just pull it off and give it to me." As he stood there watching Josh peel the tee over his head, he added, "I can throw your shorts in too, if you want." Josh handed over his still dripping shirt and looked straight in Shane's gleaming eyes that were strangely now a lighter shade of green that accompanied the full lips with a slight grin on them. "You really wouldn't mind?" was all he said as he undid his belt. Shane simply said, "Sure...no problem, Josh." and grinned again. Josh unsnapped his shorts; unzipped; and pushed them down his thighs and calves without a word. As he kicked off his sneaks and bent over to get the wet shorts over his feet, he glanced up to see Shane's own box now beginning to show prominently in his cargos just a few inches from his face. He stood back up and handed over his khakis with a smile as he realized that his wet 2xist boxer briefs were leaving nothing to the imagination...and that Shane's eyes were glued to the outline of the half hard seven inch tool inside them. Josh ran the towel down his thighs and dabbing at his wet undies as he raised back up to see Shane still standing there with his shorts and tee. "Umm...Josh..." Shane began with a slight pause, "...you might as well give me those too." With another momentary pause he added "You can just wrap the towel around you while you wait." With just a knowing grin and a slight blush, Josh peeled the wet and constricting boxer briefs down and stepped out of them while trying to keep the towel in front of his semi erect cock. He was certain Shane licked his lips as he bent over and picked up the wet undies. "Make yourself at home, Josh. I will be right back." He disappeared again into the hallway to the side of the kitchen. Josh took the opportunity to wrap the damp towel around his waist and stood beside the breakfast bar taking another drink from the Coke can and wondering again if this was going somewhere or just a very caring guy. He didn't get a good clue until Shane returned with another towel over his arm. "Here buddy...this one is dry...use it instead of that wet one," was the command Shane gave as he handed Josh a bright blue towel that was a little smaller than the other one. Shane plopped down on the couch and shamelessly watched as Josh dropped the damp one and slowly tried to wrap the new one around his waist. After a couple of tries, he accepted that it was large enough to cover him, but small enough that it gapped most all of the way up his thigh. Josh shrugged and sat down beside Shane on the couch letting the gap show most of his right leg and a decent tent. He figured that whatever the next move was, it was up to this guy to make it...especially since he was damn near naked and the bulge in Shane's cargo shorts was making it obvious he wanted to play a little. "Sorry about the small towel bro. That was the last clean one I had." Looking down at Josh's lap, he added "From the looks of it, you would need a beach towel to cover up totally with anyway." He tacked a huge grin on the end of that one. Josh grinned back and moved his leg enough to let Shane catch a glance of his low hangers and the edge of his furry pubes showing through the gap. "Nah man. This one is fine." Shane stared directly into his eyes as he throatily whispered, "Fine is just how I would describe it from what I can see." Josh didn't reply but instead spread his legs a little more, straining the half knot he had made to hold the towel together and showing a little of the prize that was under it. He propped his arm on the back of the couch behind Shane. The sexual electricity surged thru them as their naked legs touched ever so lightly. Josh let his eyes tell Shane it was cool, and Shane wordlessly leaned in to nibble on Josh's nipple as he simultaneously ran his hand up his lightly fuzzy inner thigh. Josh's eyes closed tightly as Shane chewed harder on his pec and moaned deeply when he slid his hand thru the opening in the towel and wrapped it around Josh's now throbbing tool. A talented thumb slid over his preeing slit and then slowly rubbed the underside of the tip of Josh's cock head with it. That caused another low moan to escape from Josh's lips. Without stopping any of the attention he was giving Josh's tool with his hand, Shane looked up at him and announced "I have another tip for you getting all wet...if you want one." His mouth returned to slurping on Josh's smooth chest without waiting for an answer. Josh silently replied by grabbing a handful of Shane's blond hair and gently pushing his head lower. Shane responded in a similar mute form by ripping the towel covering Josh open and kissing his way south down across his stomach and tongue fucking his belly button. Now totally into the mouth working him, Josh leaned back and fumbled his hand around on the front of Shane's full cargo shorts. Just as Josh found the huge lump and squeezed it while using his other hand to unsnap Shane's shorts and start to tug at the zipper, his hands were brushed away. As he dropped to his knees between Josh's spread legs, he looked up to his face and ordered "You just sit back and enjoy this as much as I will Josh." As much as Josh wanted to see...and taste...this stud's rod too, he complied and settled against the back of the couch and watched as Shane ran his tongue thru his thick pubes and traced their way around the base of his cock. Shane had wrapped his hand tightly around Josh's ball sack, and was pulling on them so that his flesh soldier was standing at attention waiting for orders. He began running his wet tongue up each side of his cock as if he was testing the flavor of a popsicle. Then he used his lips to follow the cum shaft from the balls to the edge of the dribbling slit and bent Josh's cock forward to tickle every millimeter of the underside of the head ridge several times with his tongue. Josh spread his legs as wide as he could and allowed himself to moan deeply as Shane continued to do things to his cock that was driving him crazy. Knowing that he was in total control now, Shane shifted slightly and began suctioning each side of Josh's tool from where it met his crotch to just under the tender head. The mouth never stopped moving...first up the left side; then down the top; back up the right side; and finally down the bottom until his moist lips were slobbering on Josh's pulsing balls. His ass was wiggling like a bass on a hook and he was oozing precum like a fire hose as Josh twisted his fingers in Shane's hair and held his ears. Shane pulled Josh's manhood down again and began flicking his tongue tip across the wet slit rapidly...back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth...the tongue teasing him like he had never felt before. Then he repeated the same hummingbird wing motions on his cum shaft, flicking quickly back and forth every so lightly on every move up his hard on. Josh's balls were rumbling even though Shane had yet to actually put his cock in his mouth. Just when he though he couldn't take it anymore, Shane pressed his lips tight to Josh's dick; shoved his tongue tip in the juiced up slit; and began vibrating the head with his lips in what could only be described as a Bronx cheer on his mushroom! "OH MY FUCKING GAWD!" was the barely stifled scream that came from Josh as he grabbed Shane's ears and jammed his face down on Josh's now purple head that was begging for release. His balls were bouncing on the couch fabric as his hips bucked up trying to get his cock in Shane's mouth adding to the wild sensations his nether regions were feeling. "Please Shane...please take me...PLEASE!" spewed from Josh's throat as he shoved himself thru the lips that had him ready to explode. Shane responded by squeezing Josh's balls even tighter and slamming his mouth all the way down his shaft and into his tonsils in one swallow. Still holding Josh's sack tight and letting his throat muscles work the dick buried there, Shane used his thumb to rub the sweet spot under Josh's balls. At first it was just a gentle push and then a methodical in and out, back and forth rhythm on the knot below the skin that soon had Josh silently begging for release as he rammed his hips against Shane's face. Just as he thought he couldn't feel any more horny and ready to blow, Shane slipped a wet finger from his other hand thru Josh's rosebud and began to probe him. As Shane pushed in one digit at a time and continued to bob on his cock, Josh felt his balls begin to tingle with the knowing pending eruption and shook his ass against Shane's finger. "FEE~UC~KKK SHANE!" flew from Josh's lips as Shane nailed his hot button with his finger tip the first time and then cranked up his suctioning of Josh's cock to an even faster pace. Almost totally delirious now, Josh began jamming Shane's head up and down and bucking up into him at the same time. Shane responded greedily with his throat and bumping Josh's prostate with his finger on every mouth stroke...long strokes that took every inch of Josh's pride from tip to base. A half dozen more swallows and the same number of bangs against Josh's bulls eye brought a guttural yell from Josh that even he didn't recognize as his balls began to empty like they never had before. "I~I~I AM GONNA CUMMM!!! Pull off or take it all you hot assed cocksucker!" Instead of backing off, Shane jammed his nose into Josh's pubes and rammed his finger into his button at the same time, making his own jungle noises as he let Josh's warm slime coat his throat and fill his mouth. Josh was literally bouncing on Shane's finger and holding his head tight as he tried to count the number of explosions that were shooting from his slit. The feelings of euphoria made him lose track after number five, but he knew he plastered Shane's face and chest with at least another three huge ropes as he pulled back from Josh's hard on. White strings were dripping from the corners of Shane's lips as he moved up and planted his ass on Josh's lap and his mouth on Josh's. Still incredibly horny, Josh wrapped his arms around him and sucked on the jis soaked tongue that was forcing its way into him. Shane grabbed the back of Josh's head and pulled him tight to his body and humped against his stomach. It was only then that Josh realized that Shane was still wearing his cargo shorts and he reached down with both hands to try to unzip them again in a desire to bring his new friend to a similar orgasm. But Shane grabbed Josh's wrists and pushed them above his head pinning them to the wall. An almost evil grin was on Shane's face as he intoned "Not yet hot stuff. I want you good and ready before it is your turn." Pizza Boy at the Door Ch. 04 A look of bewilderment was on Josh's face as Shane pushed him down on his back and crawled between his legs, taking his still hard cock in his hand once again and began licking it. Even more of a surprise to Josh than Shane's mouth working him again, was that his schlong seemed to be even harder than it was right before the intense orgasm he had just experienced. With some intimate tongue action all over Josh's sensitive cock head and a few deep swallows on its length, Shane quickly had Josh quivering again. He looked up to see Josh's eyes tightly closed and evidently lost to the world except for the attention he was receiving for second time in just a few minutes. Grasping Josh at his thick base, Shane began a slow stroke up and down as he moved his talented lips across the ball sac. Josh dug his fingernails into the couch as Shane suckled on each ball and then inhaled both into his mouth. Josh was not only at borderline ecstasy from the tongue bath his gonads were receiving, but also in complete amazement as he felt the sudden wetness between his tool and the hand jacking it...and realizing it was his own fresh pre that was once again oozing from his slit. Shane continued rolling Josh's balls around in his moist mouth and added a new sensation as he squeezed Josh's dick as hard as he could and twisting his hand on each new upstroke. The moaning and shaking that was coming from the delivery boy below him, told Shane he was hitting every nerve he could. Josh suddenly snapped open his eyes and cried out in delight as he watched Shane spit out his balls and felt teeth nibbling hard on the sweet spot just under them. His legs were forced apart by Shane's elbows and the lips moved to Josh's man pussy...kissing and sucking on the pink hole while still yanking the flesh in his hand. Josh was certain it couldn't get any better when Shane drove his rolled up tongue into his rosebud and began popping it in and out as deep as he could with his face plastered between Josh's ass cheeks; but what happened next changed that opinion instantly. "OH MY MOTHER FUCKING GAAWWDDD!" escaped from his lungs and Josh latched his hands to Shane's shoulders as the tongue was rammed in so deep that Shane's nose was smashed flat against Josh's balls. Josh flipped his legs high and encircled Shane's head not wanting the feelings he was having to stop. They didn't and actually became almost unbearable as Shane began swishing his buried tongue tip back and forth and pinching gently on Josh's anal ring at the same time with his teeth. The nibbling gradually shifted to a more and more rough chewing...making Josh rake his nails across Shane's back as he felt his eyes water from the new erogenous zone that was being shown him. "Fuck Shane! I am sooo gonna cum again dude!" was all he could get out in between his gasping and moaning. One last quick chomp on Josh's twitching slot and Shane's mouth shifted instantly from the man cunt he had been eating and slammed it back down the full length of Josh's tree trunk. His mouth became a jackhammer as his bobbing went faster and faster. His hand began rolling Josh's balls in its palm and a wet, familiar middle finger pushed into where Shane's tongue had been seconds earlier. "SHANE! DON'T! STOP!" leaked from Josh's lips along with some drool as his thighs contracted around Shane's ears. He silently answered the order by increasing the tempo of his sucking motions and Josh soon felt as if an industrial shop vac was attached to his cock and running at full speed. His moans became whispered whimpers as Josh felt the lava began to find its way to his cum chute. "mm...mmm...oh...ohOH...OH FUCK SHANE," was all he could get out and continue breathing also. Shane's head was almost a blur and he jabbed Josh's hole in search of the elusive g-spot when Josh suddenly cried out "YES!" He rammed his hips up into Shane so far that he felt the gagging reaction on his cock head and began dumping his thick load in Shane's hungry throat. A long, low, deep from the gut crept from his mouth as his balls emptied once again and his body went limp. A large glob of sticky white juice was dripping down on his thick pubes from Shane's mouth when Josh opened his eyes and smiled in satisfaction. The shimmer in Shane's sparkling green eyes was also showing the same satisfaction and he smiled back best he could with Josh's cock still twixt his lips. The smile turned to a grin as Shane began to circle Josh's shaft with his tongue and flick at the head instead of letting it free of his cum filled mouth. Shane's hand crawled up Josh's tummy and found a nipple and a quick hard pinch of it with his fingernails, made Josh shake and eek out a moan. Shane continued teasing Josh's exhausted but still hard flesh with his lips and tongue, and he kept a lip lock on it as he twisted his body around on the couch and presented Josh's face with a very full bulge still hidden behind Shane' cargo shorts. Shane's slow up and down motions; the wetness of his mouth on Josh's still steel-like rod; and the question of what was inside those pants kept Josh horned to the max. Deciding that it was evidently his turn finally...even though Shane was continuing to orally work his meat for the third time...Josh leaned in and buried his face against the tan shorts and found an unbelievable hardness that turned him on as he brushed his cheeks back and forth across it. He both heard and felt Shane moan as he kissed the pole that had eluded him thru two massive orgasms and was determined that he had to get Shane off as thanks for them. Knowing he had Josh still rock hard, Shane let his cock loose long enough to say "Now Josh...do me now baby...do me while I make you cum again...please!" and then returned his lips to the fleshy meat he couldn't seem to get enough of. Even though he was inexplicably still hard, Josh wasn't sure there was any way his balls could pull off a third load that quickly; but his desire to taste the stud that had brought him to two, back-to-back massive explosions convinced him he was willing to try. His hands were shaking from the mouthing he was once again getting, but he managed to find the zipper of Shane's cargos thru the precum soaked fabric and whipped it down quickly. Grabbing the waistband with both hands, Josh ripped them and the bright green Calvin Kleins under them down Shane's legs at the same time, releasing a most impressive piece of manhood. Not quite as thick as Josh but longer and definitely very suckable; seeing Shane's cock for the first time added to the erection he was maintaining and he wasted no time in sliding his lips over the mushroom head. Shane reacted by simultaneously pushing his crotch forward into Josh's face and stepping up his end of the 69 action on Josh. In between head bobs, Shane managed to kick the CKs off his feet and threw one leg over Josh's head as he felt him swallow the second and third inch of his bone. His balls had withered up tight from the two drainings Shane had given them, but Josh's cock acted as if a mouth hadn't been on it in weeks and throbbed when Shane inhaled its full length again. He managed to roll to his side and pull Shane with him without letting go of the oral grip he had on Shane's wang. Just as he started to crawl his lips slowly down the silky sides of Shane's rod, he felt the mouth working him with rapid motions and cranked up his own actions by taking Shane deep in his throat. "Mbb~bbll~fuck~mbbb~mmfggmmm," were the sounds that came from below him as Shane tried to speak and moan and suck at the same time. Josh didn't even try to find words for the feelings that were zapping thru him as he felt his balls tingle once again; but rather concentrated on making Shane quiver and shake as he blew him. Always proud of the expert cocksucker that he had become the past few months, Josh was determined to make Shane's pending blast as great as the two that he had only moments ago and he bobbed and slurped and sucked like never before. The increased tempo and fixation on pleasing the hard on in his mouth was met with the same attention to his own dick. Apparently Shane had every intention of making him cum a third time whether Josh could or not. He felt his nuts tremble once again and accepted that whether there was any joy juice with it or not...he was about to force his way into another orgasm once again...and shoved harder into the mouth that was sucking him greedily. Suddenly a pair of hands grabbed his ass and yanked him forward. Josh's cock went further into Shane than ever before. The hard bone that was buried in him rapidly slapped his tonsils three times, followed by a San Andreas fault line quaking from Shane as he began unloading into Josh. The hot sweet liquid finally draining into him made Josh's brain override his spent balls and he cried out, "Oh hell yeah!" as he felt the mangasm begin. His gonads actually hurt from trying to whip up still another load, but it was a good hurt. Josh licked up Shane's cum as it seeped from his lips and dribbled into his bush and continued humping the face that wouldn't let him free until it got another load. Wanting it almost as bad as Shane now, Josh slammed back and forth into his mouth and was crying out "Suck it! Suck it HARD! Make me cum again! SUCK ME!" Shane obeyed and pinned Josh to the back of the couch and jammed on him like an out of control automatic milker latched on a cow's teat that wouldn't stop until it got a gallon. Shane's seed was coating his chin and cheeks where it had leaked from his mouth. Tears were in his eyes. Josh wanted to cum again...he needed to cum again...and Shane wanted it too...evidenced by the desire his lips were showing to Josh's fleshy monster. Just as he thought there was no way another orgasm was going to happen, his balls tightened and he screamed so loud that Shane had to shove his fingers in Josh's mouth to keep the entire apartment complex from hearing him as he came the third time. His hips bucked once...then twice...and still again as a smaller but more internally intense than the other two releases of cum spilled across Shane's tongue. So totally exhausted...and satisfied...from the three workouts, Josh could do little more than just lay there like a lump of sweaty flesh as Shane continued licking and sucking in a refusal to release his cock from his lips. Josh's contentment was sidetracked as he realized in shock, that his cock had yet to wilt and Shane was making sure it didn't with his expert tongue and lightly rubbing his shrunken balls. Josh wiggled into the back of his couch and closed his eyes as Shane spent the next minute tenderly licking him. "Please Shane...puhaleeeze let me try to recover and smoke a quick one before you have my balls falling off," was all he could think to say to get him to stop from teasing him into an impossible immediate fourth time. Shane responded by pulling his mouth from Josh's cock and spinning around to kiss him. As they cuddled tight on the couch and snowballed their loads together with their tongues, Josh felt Shane's hand gently playing with his finally half wilted tool. Shane finally released both Josh's tongue and his rod as he looked into his eyes and said "You must be the Energizer Bunny's twin brother...you just keep going, and going, and going." He punctuated the comment with a wide grin and another deep kiss. "DUDE! No one has ever gotten me off three times like that...and I am STILL half hard!" The look on his face was a combined one of confusion and complete euphoria. Shane grinned as he leaned in for one more kiss and took Josh's erection in his hand again and slowly pulled on it. "Wish you could spend the night and I could see how many more times I can make those balls give up your sweet juice...but I have to go pick up my wife at work at the paper plant in a half hour. Maybe I will order my pizza earlier the next time." * * * * * Even though all the extra time Josh spent on the delivery with Shane got him a serious ass chewing from Cody and the pizza shop manager, that wasn't the reason for his moodiness at both work and school the next few days. He wasn't his usually jovial self with customers. There was an almost constant attitude with co-workers. He even got so short with Ryan in their dorm quarters, that his roommate finally asked him what the fuck his problem was on Thursday night. Josh didn't want to try to explain what was bothering him because it wasn't making total sense to him either. He couldn't get into it with Ryan thanks to still being in the closet with him. He would have tried to talk to Cody about it some, but the life that Cody was leading was part of the problem and he didn't think his friend could be truly unbiased with advice. He felt as if he had no where to turn and just kept fighting with the problem in his own head. As much as the sexual exploits Josh had experienced over the last few months since that first time with Tony, were physically satisfying to him, what was in his mind after each one began to weigh heavier and heavier on him. The way Cody and Bryan talked, being 18, gay, cute as hell, and sowing one wild oat after another was something to celebrate. Josh wasn't brought up that way though. His family had been farmers for four generations and it was all about family...finding that person to marry, have babies, and spend 50 or 60 years with...not seeing how many notches you can put on a bed post or how times you can get your cock to detonate during a single session. Suddenly, a lot of the fears he had during high school over his attraction to guys was back full force, but for a much different reason. His mind was muddled not over being gay, but over whether this was all there really was to it? His trysts so far had been just that: hook ups and totally casual sex. Could it be all those sermons he had heard back home had been true...that homosexuality was purely physical and a choice? How gay people never had long-lasting relationships? That he was doomed to decades of loneliness and despair before being sent to hell when he died? That gays can't 'really' love each other? Josh wanted so much more than that and he wanted to believe that it was out there. He wanted to meet someone to date; someone that he could share more than just a lot of bed bouncing with; someone that was a soul mate and have a relationship like his parents and grandparents. He felt so strange since most 18 year olds...gay or straight...weren't thinking like that. But he was and it would come back to haunt the crevices of his mind after every new sexual exploit. He shrugged at Ryan and brushed off his recent moroseness to trouble with a couple classes and too many hours at work. He knew Ryan didn't totally buy it, but it got him off his ass for the rest of the night. When sleep was finally beckoning him later, Josh rolled over to face the dorm room wall and did like he did most nights...said a short, silent prayer. Tonight's petition to God was centered around two things: "Please grant me understanding and please provide someone that can show me this isn't a curse on me. Someone that wants what I do."