Deliver a load

So, I am a bit behind with posts....again.

It's been a mental few weeks, socially...plus work and other commitments, so progress on posts has been slow.

I do have one which isn't far off complete..but I'd thought I'd quickly add this, from today. Just an hour ago, in fact.

So, about 10 days ago, I checked grindr while at home, and there was a message which had been sent an hour or so earlier.

It was a completely blank profile, except the age of 27 and profile 'name' which was just one letter. No picture.

All the message said was 'Is this you' with the senders location added,...showing him to be outside my house!

I thought it a bit odd, as the profile 'name', just one letter of the alphabet, was the same as Kasim...for those of you who remember him. He has been to the house several times, so I initially thought it was him...and Kasim isn't 27.

I just sent a "?" in reply.

Some time later, I got a reply. It said,

"Is it you I saw in the garden?'

Well, I was even more confused then, so I sent a message back asking who he was. If it was Kasim, it would be ok, albeit a strange line of questioning.

If it wasn't, I thought it a bit creepy.

So the sender of the message then explained that he had delivered a parcel to our house earlier in the day...and added a picture of himself.

Of course, I did recall the delivery...and the delivery man!!

I had been clearing some parched plants from the garden when a large silver van stopped outside. I can't say I took a lot of notice until the very attractive driver walked across the lawn (more of a dust bowl at the moment), parcel in hand, and asked to confirm it was the right address.

It was.

I directed him to the front door to pass the small parcel to my partner, who was indoors at the time.

Package delivered, as he passed by me, heading back to his van, he flashed a smile and said, 'Nice working without clothes'.

To be clear, I wasn't actually naked in the front garden, but was only wearing a pair of flimsy shorts, and sliders. He, however, was in long, heavy looking shorts, a polo shirt and trainers. Not exactly winter wear, but it was sweltering heat, especially by British standards, so the less clothing, the better.

He added, 'Air conditioning in the van is broken. 33 degrees" (there was an accent, but couldn't quite catch it)....so naturally, being a bit flirty with a handsome, fit young fella, I replied.

"Perhaps you need to take your clothes off in the van"

He must have noticed a glint in my eye. "I wish I could, Busy day" he responded as he passed by and climbed back into his van.

So it was obviously, at that time, he logged on to grindr, saw my profile still showing from earlier in the day, and sent me the message.

Hours on, we engaged in a bit of chat when he told me he's Romanian. Not a nationality I'd have guessed. He has a more Persian look about him. Very dark hair and neat beard.

Anyway..that was that.

A few days later, I received another message from him...with the map and asking me to go outside. The message had been sent about 10 mins earlier, but when I looked outside...there was no sign of him. Shame, as I was at home alone at the time.

The next day, I was out...about half a mile away, when I got the same message from him, but this time, he was still on line. I explained I was out and would be back in about 30 mins. He said he had 250 parcels to deliver, so couldn't wait, but went on to explain that he lives about 30 mins away, and always delivers in the same area, and prefers older men! Lucky me!

Again, there wasn't much more to the conversation at the time. He was a busy boy...as was I.

So...to today.

I was at work until midday. It was about 11am when I got the now familiar map and message to 'Come outside'

I explained that I was some 20 miles away, but if he wanted, I could meet him somewhere, on my way home. He said he was a top and sent another picture.

Who was I to refuse that?

It didn't suit either of us to meet at my home this afternoon, however, I suggested we could meet somewhere and I'd could suck a load out, in the back of his van.

He was happy with that.

I told him at approximately what time I would be in the area, but as I wasn't sure of his delivery patch, asked if he knew roughly where he might be. He sent me a postcode (zipcode) of a place about 3 miles away from my house. It's fiddley to get to, through a large housing estate, but the location he sent was on a small, quite road, edging the forest. Clearly, he's been there before.

So, but 5 mins after midday, I was in the car, hurtling towards the location he sent.

About 5 mins away, I quickly check my phone. He'd just sent a message to say he was there...waiting, in the silver transit van.

A few minutes later, I saw the van parked long side the edge of the road, so I stopped behind it. I could just make out that 'someone' was standing on the forest side, with passenger door open. There were leaves in the way so I couldn't really see, but could make out a hand being raised in acknowledgement of my arrival.

Climbing out of my car, I walked round the passengers side of the van..and there he stood, about 5,ft 10, in a black polo shirt (must be a uniform...I didn't look that closely), loose black shorts and trainers, short, thick, dark hair and beard.

After a short greeting, he invited me into the back of his van, which was more than half empty of his delivery items now.

I climbed in and...well, was going to say, dropped to my knees, but the reality was, being on my knees was the only practical option. He followed me and and closed the sliding door behind him. As He turned, the tent effect in his short indicated that he was already pretty erect. The shorts slide own to his knees easily exposing his meaty, uncut,6 inch, cock although there wasn't a lot of foreskin.

He stood in front of me, hunched over due to van height restriction, as I took his smooth straight member in my mouth and helped it to full erection.

It was a nice size to take all the way down, until my face met with his trimmed pubic bush. He was quickly sighing and making it clear he felt good. He leaned a little further forward to play with my nipples through my shirt.

I let him play for a short while but as nipple play does little for me, I lifted his shirt to reveal his lean slim body and reached up to play with his. I don't know if it was pushing any buttons for him, but he placed his hand on my head and started to rhythmically 'pump' my head on his pallus with the kind of regularity and speed that suggested to me that maybe he was already quite close to ejaculation. It had only been a couple of minutes, but I guess he'd been working himself up while waiting for me, plus neither of us had much time, so the plan only ever was to quickly suck a load out of him.

The interior light had gone out, so it was fairly dark now, I tried to quickly capture a video, but the end result wasn't good. The screen shot is as good as it got

His hip's had a started small thrusts in time with his head pumping, until....preceded by a big sigh, . 'yes, oh yes' was quickly followed by the sensation of his warm silk man juice, gushing in to mouth, initially running down my throat, before pooling at the front, ready for me to swallow.

As the pumping slowed, I squeezed along his shaft, ensuring I had collected on much of his essence as I could, before sitting back and enjoying the sensation of his cream, slipping down my throat.

That was pretty much it. He pulled up his shorts and opened the door. Together we stepped outside as he adjusted the contents of his shorts, and pointed out the dusty knees of my trousers.

After a short conversation..mainly about the fact that I should be home alone of Wednesday, if he was delivering that day.....we went our separate ways.

By the time I got home, some 10 minutes later, he'd sent the cock picture posted and his phone number. So....hopefully there'll be another time...whether or not he's delivering a parcel.