Special Delivery I, for one, am glad the UPS strike is over. Not that I use the service all that much, but I miss the hunky delivery man who comes into my neighborhood. And, the place where I order videos from won t send them any other way except UPS. So I cheered a little the day the strike was settled, and ordered two more videos from my favorite porn shop for delivery in two days. Let me tell you a little about myself. I am a bear. Definitely a top, with daddy type features. I m 42, fit as I ve ever been in my whole life, work out regularly, wear pants with a 33 inch waist, and have a thick, 9 inch cut cock that s hard and ready most of the time. My chest is covered with thick brownish red hair, my goatee is full and neatly trimmed, and my ass is covered with as much hair as any self respecting bear would want. My eyes are brown, my arms are well muscled and hairy, and I have a great eagle tattoo on my right upper arm that turns on lots of guys. There s nothing I like to do more than teach inexperienced young studs what to do to have the best ever man to man sex with an experienced hot daddy…..me! Well, Gary, the UPS man is back on the job, and the videos are due today. I know that our apartment complex is near the end of his route because it s always near or even after 6 pm when he comes . Around 5:45 I heard the big brown truck pull into the apartment complex parking lot. The trucks have a distinctive sound, and I ve been listening for this one for a long time. Even if I don t have something coming, I want to watch the moves of the hunky delivery; guy. I wait impatiently, wondering what Gary will bring, what he s looking like these days, and how the strike affected him. Hey, maybe he laid in the sun all the time and had a deep tan. Or maybe he used his free time to do some heavy duty working out to build up his already massive body. Maybe he spent more time at home jacking off thinking about me. Ha, what a dreamer! Just then the buzzer blared. I jumped and in seconds was over to the door. A glance through the peep hole confirmed that it was Gary, with a small package that looked to be my videos. Cool and calm, I opened the door. The heat funneled in, and I told Gary to come in so I could close the door and not let the cooler air from inside out. He did. Hey, nice to see you back on the job, I said casually, as he wrote on the clipboard. He didn t look up, but I ve got to tell you, he was hotter than ever. He dark brown uniform shirt had the sleeves rolled up so that I could see the bulging veins of his massive biceps. They must have been 22 or 23 inches. The front of the shirt was darker brown, splotched from his heavy sweat. Hey, it was over 90 degrees that day. He had at least three of the buttons undone, and I could see massive glistening pecs underneath. His black hair was slicked back, wet from perspiration, but glistening in the light. His face was absolutely gorgeous, and he had grown a thick black moustache during the strike. His lips were thick and my dick was stirring. It s as if my dick knew his lips were meant for sucking! Gary stopped writing, and handed me the videos and the clipboard. I needed to sign the number which was my number for this delivery. I held it a little l.longer and gazed at his lower body. He had on tight fitting khaki shorts which were also rolled up displaying huge thighs and calves, and his bottom was finished off with work boots and work socks. God, was he hot! Hey, thanks for the package, I said lamely, handing back the clipboard. Yeah, he said, leaning against the door. It s so nice and cool here, I just wanted to stand a little longer. Hey, feel free. You want something cool to drink? I asked. Sure, that d be nice, he responded. What ll it be? I asked. Oh anything, he said. I m actually done, so how about a nice cold beer. I practically sprinted to the fridge to get him a beer. Make yourself at home, I called from the kitchen. He did. When I returned he had his shirt off and was sopping up the sweat with it. He had the darkest tan I d ever seen, and the look of a professional bodybuilder in the heavyweight class. The sight of his massive upper body made me catch my breath. Here s your cold drink, I said, handing him the Corona. Why don t you open your package, he suggested. Um, well, it s kind of private, I answered. I know. Don t you think I know Falcon Studios. Premiere gay flicks. Hey, I ve been delivering for a number of years, and sometimes the packages tear open. Uh, yeah, but you wouldn t be interested in such a film, would you? His hand was not rubbing his crotch, which had expanded like yeast filled bread in a warm room. My own basket was bursting out of it s confinement. Gary slipped the belt off and pulled his shorts down. He wore no underwear and there was the most beautiful black growth of hair and a thick 9 inch uncut cock. I was dying. Here s the deal, he said. I ve got this massive slab of meat between my legs, it gets rock hard and ready all the time, especially when I m at the gym. I figure I must be made for men cuz I love them so, and get so turned on, but I don t know what to do. You seem like a real nice older guy who could teach me some things. I know you know what I m talking about because of the videos and other things I deliver here. So let s get to it. Ok. Stand up. I want to get a look at your gorgeous body. Gary stood, beer in hand, still sweating. His chest was huge, his waist narrow, his arms and legs really veiny and built, his dick massive and uncut. He says he doesn t know what to do, but believe me, he doesn t have to do much. First, Gary, shoot some poses. He starts with a double biceps, followed the most muscular, the side chest, and then some other things. The head of his dick is peeking out of the shroud of flesh. Okay, now stand straight up, facing me, and start playing with your dick. Most men love the uncut kind, and those of us who are cut are a little jealous of those of you who aren t. He pulled the skin up, and away, and before long his nine inches had grown to eleven. His balls were large and hung low, and I was about to shoot my load just from looking. I moved over, took off my shirt, and stood face to face with him. Have you ever been kissed a man? I asked. No, not really. I reached up to his handsome face, placed my hand on the back of his neck, and plunged my tongue into his mouth. I ravaged his mouth as I d never done before, hardly coming up for air. He responded and ravaged back. He was a hot kisser, and may not have known what to do, but he was one hell of a fast learner. While we were kissing, I placed my hands on his massive man meat. With my right hand I started stroking his cock, with my left I was massaging his balls. He was so hard and ready that in about 30 seconds he blew creamy white cum all over the place. We were still lip locked and I didn t know if he even realized what had happened. I pulled away and looked down there. Huge wet spots soaked my jeans. He creamed me with massive amounts. Did you know you came? I asked. Fuck yes! It was volcanic. God, do it to me again! Well, you have to do something about this, I said, pointing to my raging hard on under the jean material. Undo my pants and put your mouth near my dick. I ll guide you. He did as I said, and when the hair of his bushy moustache brushed against my dick, I was so turned on I almost lost my load. Take your tongue and run it under my dick, from the balls to the tip. He did, and it sent shivers up my back. When he reached the tip, I guided it into his waiting mouth. His lips were thick and moist, and while he didn t have much experience, he could get my whole thing in. Now, just suck, like on a sucker, or cigarette or cigar, I instructed. He did, and I was soon shooting white goo in his mouth and down his face and into his moustache. He collapsed on the floor, smiling as if in total ecstasy. Gary, are you okay? Yeah, I m great. All these years of trying to please women, of feeling insecure and inadequate, of building my body so I can please women, and I find out that my true sexual happiness is with a man. God, isn t that ironic? Not really, I said. Hey, I was married for 15 years, and lusting after men the whole time. Sometimes it just takes a patient teacher with some understanding to help us learn. Now what, teach? he grinned from ear to ear. Well, how about some instruction and practice using the videos. I m game if you are. Hey, I said, I m always game. That s what daddy s are for…..playing with their boys!