Pizza Delivery_(3) by Tony Sodom

Pizza Gioconda is where I work. The owner is a friend of my dad’s and was happy to give me this little job. He treats me well. On super bowl, I had two days off while the other employees busted their butts. When I was taking orders the day after, I was not really busy because everybody was stuffed with pizza from the day before.”Pizza Gioconda, my name is Mario, how can I help you today?” I answered when the phone rang.

There was no answer, just a strange noise like “claf-claf-claf”

I thought this might be another prank call, I had two last week.

“Hello? Are you on the line? This is Mario from Pizza Gioconda, may I take your order please?” I repeated.

“Oh…yeah…I ‘m sorry…there are so many choices… (“claf-claf” in the background), I ‘d like to order an extra-large…(“claf-claf”) with pepperoni and BBQ…sauce…Ahhhh…mmmmm…and a medi…um…vegetarian (“claf-claf”)…mmmuuuhhh” the man said.

“Thin or thick crust?” I asked.

(“claf-claf-claf”) “Ahhhhh…thiiiin…pleeeease…uuummmm,” he answered.

“This is a strange call,” I thought, “it will take half an hour to complete.”

“Your address, please?” I asked.

(“claf-claf-claf”) “Uhhhh…ohhhh…6969 Burning Bush Drive…mmmmm…right next to the…(“claf-claf”) uhhhh…KAPPA KAPPA OMEGA house…uhhhhh,” he managed to say with some difficulty.

I asked for method of payment, he said credit but then changed his mind as he didn’t have it with him and said cash. Slow as we were on that night, I took the risk and accepted it.

“Your pizzas will be there in 20 min,” I said, “thank you for calling Pizza Gioconda.”

There was no response, I think he even hang up before I thanked him following our standard procedure.

I became curious. How weird was this call! What was that noise in the background? Why was this man sighing and hesitating while speaking?

When the order was ready, I asked my boss to deliver it myself because I wanted to check out myself what kind of weirdo this was. Besides, I had to swing by my apartment and feed my cat, I forgot to leave some food for him.

“No problem, Mario,” the boss said and then, “Take the rest of the day off, we are not busy at all, I can handle the calls.” Did I say I love my little job?

I drove to the address that the mystery caller gave me. It was a small house nestled in the trees, not far from my school campus. A couple of cars were parked outside, lots of lights in the front yard. I rang the doorbell. Half a minute later, I rang again.

A young guy my age opened. He was barefoot and wrapped in a bath towel from the waist down.

“Your pizzas sir, one extra-large pepperoni BBQ and a medium vegetarian. That is 27.50 dollars.”

“Hey, thanks! Wait a sec,” he said and went to bring the money leaving me standing by the open door. The view that was revealed was astonishing to say the least.
No more than 10 feet in front of me there was a guy in his late 30s, strong athlete’s body, naked, with his hard cock pointing up and two young twinks on their knees worshipping his cock and balls. My jaw dropped.

The athlete saw me and smiled, “Come in,” he beckoned, “we have room.”

“Uhhh…ahhhh…I am sorry, I d…didn’t want to…” I stammered thinking how embarrassing this was.

“Why, don’t you like what you see?” he asked.

“Uhhhh…sure…gr…great!” I mumbled awkwardly.

“I know you like it, I can see your bulge,” he went again, “come play with us.”

The one with the towel came back, handed me the money plus tip and said, “Don’t be shy, we all like a good fuck.”

He pulled me gently and said, ”Come on in and you can leave any time, no strings attached. I am Jake,” and dropped the towel.

I must admit my hesitation was not due to fear or shyness, but rather to the unexpected spectacle developing right in front of my eyes. I decided I would regret it terribly not to join the gang and I took the plunge. Besides, I like cocks, I had a nice little body and my age fit perfectly the group. My experience was some mutual handjobs with my roommate as a freshman and a couple blowjobs at the only adult book store in town. Other than that, I was a homo virgin but full of fantasies.

Invisible from where I stood before, a sectional couch was behind them. Two naked guys in their late 20s were lying on it enjoying themselves in a 69 position. I was getting really horny.

“First door on the right, leave your clothes there, bathroom right next,” Jake said.

I was happy to get rid of my clothes and join the crowd with my cock hard as a rock.

By now, the two twinks were taking turns blowing the athlete. They took turns sucking his balls and licking his thighs and crack. When one of them sucked the cock, the other licked the balls and then they each took a ball in their mouth and pulled it in opposite directions. The athlete grimaced and moaned. It made me harder seeing him how pleased he was.

“Brad,” he said extending his hand, “This is Bill and Phil,” nodding at the two cock-worshipers.

“Mario,” I managed to say, still trying to overcome my trepidation.

As I was standing next to the lustful trio stroking Brad’s left ass cheek, Jake came from behind and stroked my ass. He was so close, his body touched mine. He reached around and held my hard cock. I leaned against him trapping his cock between my crack and his belly. He rubbed against me while stroking my stick gently. He was hairy but trimmed in the most important places.

Phil, one of the kneeling twinks, turned his head and looked at me, then he started sucking my pole. Soft, gentle lips! He fondled my balls and pulled them gently, gave them a lick and squeezed them with his hand while his tongue went back working on my head. He did the butterfly flutter on the tip and then around the ridge, then took it all in his mouth pushing it down his throat. I felt my cock entering an increasingly narrow passage while he managed to control his gagging, then he pulled my shaft out covered with thick mucus from his larynx. He looked at me and saw how satisfied I was. I was in heaven.

All this time Jake was behind me fingering my ass. He was doing the same with Brad’s while the other twink, Bill, was deep-throating Brad’s muscular cock. Jake had a great technique massaging our prostates simultaneously. Just one finger is all you need, and the results are spectacular. Brad and I were letting go our prostate fluid in the twinks mouths, we were moaning and almost ready to lose control.

I loved watching the other two guys, Frank and Jeb, on the couch who changed from 69 to a regular fuck. Frank was thrusting slow and steady in Jeb’s ass. A few times he pulled out and pushed in all the way fast.

When Jake finished milking us, he joined them in a threesome and placed his cock on Jeb’s face who was lying on his back. He was happy to service one more dick while Frank’s was tickling his anal ring. Then Frank and Jake changed positions and while Jake plowed Jeb’s ass, Frank gave Jeb his ass-soaked cock and balls saying, “Lick them dry, baby, more is coming soon.”

Brad pulled me gently and we sat next to each other on the other part of the sectional. He grabbed my cock and stroked it while the twinks opened their mouths ready to take our cocks. Instead, Brad lifted my legs up and checked my hole. He asked the twinks to lick me well and make me very wet with their spit. They obliged. A couple minutes later, Brad checked my asshole and asked them to lick some more. He slapped my balls and it hurt, in a good way…I mean in a wonderful way.

On the other side of the couch, Jeb was taking two cocks in his mouth. One at a time in the beginning, both of them when he got more horny a little later. Frank fingered Jake’s ass and then he made Jeb lick his finger. Jake did the same after he fingered Frank’s asshole.

When Brad saw how slippery my hole was, he pushed a finger and played with me for some time. He stretched me good and pushed a second finger sending me to heaven again. The twinks took turns sucking him and me.

While I was with my legs up and two thick fingers in my ass, the doorbell rang. Jake opened and in came Markus, a tall black guy I often saw at my gym.

“Sorry, I am late,” Markus said, “I was tired and took a nap but it seems I slept more than I wanted. Now I am ready for some serious action!”

We all laughed and after he took his clothes off, I saw the thickest, longest cock ever with the biggest balls I could imagine. Markus was completely shaved. His monster member moved from side to side slapping his thighs with every step. His balls were not only large but also hanging lower than the end of his cock.

He came closer and stroke my ass looking at my hole getting ready by Brad’s fingers. He checked how slippery I was and, after licking his left index, he pushed it inside me. I had three fingers playing with my hole, pushing in and out and pulling my ring muscle to a light stretch. Then Markus pushed his middle too and moved them in a fucking way while Brad just stretched and pulled. I was so excited that I was pushing my guts out. They could see I wanted cock. Markus spit again his fingers and pushed a third finger in. I was ready to explode.

“Wow, you got some serious ass here, man,” he said and sat right on my left on the couch. I grabbed his balls and felt their weight, squeezed them gently and pulled them a little hard.

“Can’t wait?” he said and flashed a smile.

I was so happy having two horny studs working on my hole, I thought this was a good sign, I was going to have a ball that night.

“Phil,” Brad said, “time to eat my ass.”

Brad knelt right in front of my spread cheeks and plowed my hole with his tongue. Phil laid his body on the floor and his face right under Brad’s ass. The young man started eating the stud’s ass and balls, then smeared his spit all over Brad’s ass. He tasted the firm asshole many times and Brad started grinding his hips “brushing” the youth’s face with his asscheeks.