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I was 20 years old, and it was the summer after my junior year of college. I was home for the summer, and looking to make a little money during my last real taste of "freedom" before entering the real world. There weren't a lot of place hiring, but I managed to get a part-time job delivering pizzas for a local pizza place. It wasn't perfect, but it let me make some money while allowing me plenty of free time to spend with my friends and my girlfriend.
I had been with my girlfriend, Hannah, since my freshman year of college, and she was great. Athletic, tight body, pert, C-cup breasts, and just oozed sexiness. Throw in that she was smart and funny, and her family loved me, and things were practically perfect. The only downside was that she wanted to save herself for marriage. So whenever we started to get hot and heavy, she'd stop us short, and I'd be driving home with blue balls. More than one time I couldn't help myself and I would stop in a secluded area to relieve myself.
This frustration, for a young man in his sexual prime, is far from ideal. But I loved Hannah, and we had everything planned out for our future, so I wasn't really looking for an "out". But while I was working one night in early July, another option was put in front of me.
It was a Friday night, which meant I was going to be really busy. Normally this would have been fantastic, but I had pulled a muscle in my back the night before at softball, and I was not moving very well. Money is money, though, and I was pushing through the hot, Des Moines night.
At a little after 9pm, my boss tells me I had a delivery to the nice part of town. This area was full of mansions, the kind that had guest houses the size of middle class homes. Depending on who ordered, you could expect either to get stiffed on a tip because they didn't care, or you'd get a huge tip because money didn't mean anything to them.
I take the order (4 large pizzas and 3 sides of garlic bread) and drove the few miles down the road to the guardhouse that you have to go through to enter the rich neighborhood. The guard chuckled to himself when I told him which house it was, telling me that the son was having a pool party out back, and to bypass the front door and go directly around to the pool.
I pulled up to the house and saw 5 or 6 cars in the long driveway. I did as the guard said and walked around the right side of the house to the backyard where the pool was. As a came around the corner, I was shocked to see 4 muscular guys and 3 gorgeous women around my age, all completely naked!
I stopped in my tracks and just stood there for a second gathering myself. After a moment, I cleared my throat and said, "PIZZA!" Everyone looked over, and one of the guys jumped out of the pool to come over. As he was walking over, I couldn't help but notice the impressive size of his cock and balls. While soft, they swung long and low. I caught myself after a second and looked up at his face, and he laughed.
"Hey man, I'm Bobby. Thanks for the grub!" he said.
"Uh, hi! The total is, uh, $62.37," I replied, while fumbling with the food.
Bobby stood there smiling as I kept struggling to get the food out of the warmer.
I finally got the food out of the warmer and asked Bobby where I should put it.
"Bring it over to poolside. It's too hot to not take advantage of the water," Bobby said, leading me toward the pool and the other people.
Everyone smiled and waved, telling me thank you for bringing the food. I just stood there smiling and trying to subtly look them up and down for jerk material later that night.
Bobby came back from the house with a $100 bill and gave it to me, telling me to keep the change. He then followed me over to the fence, making small talk. Before I had a chance to open the gate, he asked, "Hey man, you want to come back over after your shift? Those 6 are all couples, so it kinda sucks being the 7th wheel, haha."
I laughed, and stuttered out, "I'd like to, but I'm not sure I'd be able to stay around here long without having a problem, if you know what I mean." I gestured down toward my waist, laughing.
Bobby smiled, and I noticed him looking at my groin a little longer than I expected. I also noticed his cock twitch just a little as he looked at me.
"Haha, you'd be surprised how relaxed things are. I think you'd be fine, and I doubt anyone would be offended if you got hard looking at them. Their egos would love it, haha," Bobby told me.
I laughed and told Bobby I would think about it. Bobby wrote down his phone number on the receipt and handed it to me, "Call me if you are heading over so I can let the guard know. Hope to see you later!"
I went back to work, but naturally I couldn't stop thinking about what I would do once I got off work. Hannah texted me that she wasn't feeling well so she didn't want to hangout that night, so my excuse for being busy was thrown out the window.
My horny thoughts got the better of me, and I texted Bobby telling him that I would come over once I got off work at 11. He texted back that he was glad to hear that, and that the guard would let me through when I got there.
I clocked out after a good night of work, and drove over to Bobby's. The guard smiled at me as I drove through the gate, and I pulled up to the house. I sat there for a second, forcing myself to get out of the car and walk around the side of the house.
I had been with my girlfriend, Hannah, since my freshman year of college, and she was great. Athletic, tight body, pert, C-cup breasts, and just oozed sexiness. Throw in that she was smart and funny, and her family loved me, and things were practically perfect. The only downside was that she wanted to save herself for marriage. So whenever we started to get hot and heavy, she'd stop us short, and I'd be driving home with blue balls. More than one time I couldn't help myself and I would stop in a secluded area to relieve myself.
This frustration, for a young man in his sexual prime, is far from ideal. But I loved Hannah, and we had everything planned out for our future, so I wasn't really looking for an "out". But while I was working one night in early July, another option was put in front of me.
It was a Friday night, which meant I was going to be really busy. Normally this would have been fantastic, but I had pulled a muscle in my back the night before at softball, and I was not moving very well. Money is money, though, and I was pushing through the hot, Des Moines night.
At a little after 9pm, my boss tells me I had a delivery to the nice part of town. This area was full of mansions, the kind that had guest houses the size of middle class homes. Depending on who ordered, you could expect either to get stiffed on a tip because they didn't care, or you'd get a huge tip because money didn't mean anything to them.
I take the order (4 large pizzas and 3 sides of garlic bread) and drove the few miles down the road to the guardhouse that you have to go through to enter the rich neighborhood. The guard chuckled to himself when I told him which house it was, telling me that the son was having a pool party out back, and to bypass the front door and go directly around to the pool.
I pulled up to the house and saw 5 or 6 cars in the long driveway. I did as the guard said and walked around the right side of the house to the backyard where the pool was. As a came around the corner, I was shocked to see 4 muscular guys and 3 gorgeous women around my age, all completely naked!
I stopped in my tracks and just stood there for a second gathering myself. After a moment, I cleared my throat and said, "PIZZA!" Everyone looked over, and one of the guys jumped out of the pool to come over. As he was walking over, I couldn't help but notice the impressive size of his cock and balls. While soft, they swung long and low. I caught myself after a second and looked up at his face, and he laughed.
"Hey man, I'm Bobby. Thanks for the grub!" he said.
"Uh, hi! The total is, uh, $62.37," I replied, while fumbling with the food.
Bobby stood there smiling as I kept struggling to get the food out of the warmer.
I finally got the food out of the warmer and asked Bobby where I should put it.
"Bring it over to poolside. It's too hot to not take advantage of the water," Bobby said, leading me toward the pool and the other people.
Everyone smiled and waved, telling me thank you for bringing the food. I just stood there smiling and trying to subtly look them up and down for jerk material later that night.
Bobby came back from the house with a $100 bill and gave it to me, telling me to keep the change. He then followed me over to the fence, making small talk. Before I had a chance to open the gate, he asked, "Hey man, you want to come back over after your shift? Those 6 are all couples, so it kinda sucks being the 7th wheel, haha."
I laughed, and stuttered out, "I'd like to, but I'm not sure I'd be able to stay around here long without having a problem, if you know what I mean." I gestured down toward my waist, laughing.
Bobby smiled, and I noticed him looking at my groin a little longer than I expected. I also noticed his cock twitch just a little as he looked at me.
"Haha, you'd be surprised how relaxed things are. I think you'd be fine, and I doubt anyone would be offended if you got hard looking at them. Their egos would love it, haha," Bobby told me.
I laughed and told Bobby I would think about it. Bobby wrote down his phone number on the receipt and handed it to me, "Call me if you are heading over so I can let the guard know. Hope to see you later!"
I went back to work, but naturally I couldn't stop thinking about what I would do once I got off work. Hannah texted me that she wasn't feeling well so she didn't want to hangout that night, so my excuse for being busy was thrown out the window.
My horny thoughts got the better of me, and I texted Bobby telling him that I would come over once I got off work at 11. He texted back that he was glad to hear that, and that the guard would let me through when I got there.
I clocked out after a good night of work, and drove over to Bobby's. The guard smiled at me as I drove through the gate, and I pulled up to the house. I sat there for a second, forcing myself to get out of the car and walk around the side of the house.