I received a message through an actual messenger today. He showed up at my door with an envelope. When I reached for the envelope, he pushed past me into the room, keeping the envelope well out of my reach.
I asked him what was up and threatened to call security, to which he responded that I would do no such thing and to close the door. He told me he was a special messenger, that he had a very specially delivery to make. He started to take off his shirt, and I started to drool at his rippling muscles flexing with that light exercise.
He handed me a marker and told me to sign just above his left peck, that it was a registered parcel and my signature was required before he could give it to me. It was the oddest thing I had ever heard, but I went with it. After all, who wouldn’t want to touch this man’s sexy hot body, even just to sign it.
When I finished, he handed me my letter, and I opened it up. What I read astounded me. I glanced up, and sure enough, he was already ass-naked and waiting for me to be finished, with the biggest raging stiffy I had ever seen. I re-read the letter.
“I’ve been watching you from afar, and you are gorgeous. I want to fuck you, but I need to know how good you are first. So, I want you to use my errand boy as a resume, of sorts. Fuck him like you want to fuck me, a total stranger, and tell me why I should give you a chance to ravish me with that luscious young body.”
I was torn between sending the errand boy away, I mean, who did this guy think he was that he would dictate such terms to me?; and having my way with the guy simply because he already had my juices flowing.
I ravished that errand boy. I worked him over from head to toe, and I fucked him with every part of my body. I don’t know or care if I ever hear from the guy who send the messenger, but I definitely have plans to see the messenger again!
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