Watching that smooth ass climbing the stairs was about all I could do not to tackle him right there on the stairs, throw him down and fuck him. His sweet little ass was hot looking and just begging for it. Of course, little straight Pizza Boy didn't know it. When we got to the landing of the stairs, my bedroom is located right before you get to the weight room.

"Hey, Anthony," I said as I put a hand on his slim, naked shoulder.

"Huh?" he asked drunkenly.

"Let's say we get you something to wear if we're gonna work out. Man, I don't your dick flopping' all over the place."

He laughed and grabbed his semi hard cock and shook it like a wet noodle. Something that a kid might do. I grinned. To myself, I thought, "Like hell, I don't."

"Come on, Pizza Boy," I chided. "Knock it off before you hurt yourself." and led him into my bedroom.

I went to my chest of drawers while he stood bare ass naked by my big king sized bed. I dug around and found a jock strap for him to put on. I pulled out another pair of jockey shorts for myself. I tossed the jock at him and said, "Here. Try this on."

He caught the jock against his smooth chest in his hands. He held it up like it was some kind of foreign object. I noted that the kid was really good at catching stuff. Hmmm, I thought. Naw, stop it, Mike. I shook my head. The one on my shoulders.

"What?, I asked. "You never seen a jock before?"

"Yeah, yeah, I've seen one 'fore," he slurred.

"You want some help getting it on?"

I saw just a trace of belligerence. "No, I can do it."

I held my hands up in defense. "Okay, okay, just trying to help, Dude."

I left him to figure out which leg goes in what hole and flopped down on the bed to watch his antics. Man, was he drunk. But at least his embarrassment about being naked around another man was gone. I figured it was due to college and taking showers with other guys all the time. It was just a guy thing.

I laid on my side, still naked, with my semi hard 9 inch cock resting comfortably in my hand as I watched the kid struggle with the twisted bands of the jock. I grinned. He fumbled. I admired the way the light caught his tawny blond skin and appreciated the smooth hardness of his young tight body. My cock tingled in my hand. I knew then that I wasn't finished with this kid, no way.

Finally he was able to get one leg in and as he was getting the other leg in, his toe caught in the band and he tripped falling on the bed in a big pile with the jock halfway up his thighs. He rolled over on his back laughing with his legs all askew, tangled in the web of the jockstrap. I pushed his against his shoulders and teased, "You fuckin' knucklehead. You are so fucked up. Here, let me help."

He was laughing hysterically and still trying to get the damned jock up his slim hips with those smooth legs flailing in the air. "No, no, I got it, man!" He continued his silly giggling and the wrestling match with the tricky fabric as I watched lying next to him, my dick growing larger and larger all the time.

Knowing that if we didn't stop this pretty soon, we'd never get a work out in.

"Okay, man. Enough!", I said like his good buddy. "Let me give you a hand."

He suddenly just lay back down flat on his back, breathing heavily with a stupid grin on his face. "Okay, coach."

I got up on my knees on the bed with my big dick swinging between my muscled thighs. "Yeah, you're gonna think coach," I teased. I grabbed the waist band of his jock strap and pulled it over his thighs and up around his waist. I carefully tucked his semi hard dick into the pouch and he giggled, I guess from me tickling him and he rolled over on his belly in an attempt to stop me.

Big mistake.

My growing cock ballooned up with hot desire when I saw this perfectly sculptured smooth ass wrapped in that tight little jock strap. Damn! That was one hot butt! Hey, what was I thinking? This was the Pizza Delivery Driver, for Christ's sakes!

I know we were drunk and all, but shit, what was I thinking? But, obviously I wasn't thinking with the head on my shoulders and before I could stop it, my hand reached out and I ran my fingertips across the swell of his fine young rump. My fingers traced the strap of his jockstrap to his waist and then back down to the end of the strap between his legs. My hand cupped one of his firm cheeks. It felt so damn good. And so damn right. I let my hand rest there. My fingertips barely touching the crack of his smooth ass.

He just stretched his arms up above his head and sighed a quiet satisfied sound. What the hell was going on here? This was a straight guy. He's just drunk, that's all. But my hard cock throbbing between my legs was telling me a different story. I suddenly had the urge to know if he was as hairless in his crack as he was everywhere else. I don't know why, but I had to find out.

I let my fingertips slide up and down his crack gently. He giggled softly into the pillow but didn't stop me. In fact, the fucker even spread his legs slightly. Ever so slightly. But enough for me to continue. What more can a man ask for? A green light? Here was this semi naked hot young man lying face down on my bed with an ass that was begging to be taken. But did he know what he was getting himself into? Damn my morals.

But to make this all look good, I started rubbing my hands over his smooth rump and down his smooth legs like I was giving him a rub down. Yeah, good cover there. My big cock was leaking precum all over the bedspread. Didn't give a damn right now. I let my hands wander innocently back up his smooth, enticing legs and over his small ass again and, reluctantly, I left it and started up the small of his back. As I let one hand rub his back, working my way up to his shoulders and to the back of his neck, I let one hand stay behind and stay on his behind. It was firm, yet supple. Pliable. Fuckable, I was thinking. My dick throbbed with desire.

My other hand reached the nape of his neck and my fingers touched the base of his gelled blond hair. His spiked hair was lying pressed against my pillow. His eyes were closed and he had this blissful look on his face. His lips, those great cock sucking lips, were parted slightly. Just like those smooth legs of his.

With the legitimate rubbing of his shoulders and neck, my other hand became a little more adventuresome. Holding him down gently, yet firmly against the bed with my one hand, my other hand started to knead his firm ass and slide up and down his smooth crack. As I got braver, my fingers went deeper into the warm crevice of his ass and my fingers parted his tender cheeks. I saw it!

A pink little opening. And not a hair on it! I was right and my cock throbbed in justified unison. My blunt finger went directly to his virgin hole and rested gently against it. Now what was I gonna do? Now that I was here, what the hell was I gonna do? He seemed oblivious to my searching fingers and I'll be damned if he didn't arch his hips up. What the hell was that all about? What am I supposed to do now?

Fortunately, my senses kicked in. I pulled away from his beckoning ass and gently rolled him over on his back. His eyes were still closed. I noticed his soft, almost invisible eyelashes that laid against his cheeks. He looked so innocent. So much like a girl. But yet, so much a man.

I laid next to him on one elbow with my hard dick posing as a kick stand. I looked down at his smooth hard body, completely at my mercy. I looked further beyond his flat, defined belly. Down to the bulging jockstrap. Fuck, if he wasn't hard as a rock! Without thinking, I let my hand rub against his smooth chest and circle his nipples They became immediately erect. My fingers made a trail down to his navel where I circled in gently but deliberately. His hard dick throbbed in the pouch of his jock.

My hands went onward with purpose to the tight waistband. I slid my fingers underneath it and pulled it down. All that work of getting that fucker on, now I'm taking it off. Go figure. His hard cock bounced free in the air. I grabbed it and squeezed it softly. He moaned. I looked up at him. He was smiling contentedly, his eyes still closed. I leaned forward and gently kissed his left nipple.

He softly moaned again. His cock throbbed in my fist. I began to softly suck on his hard nipple as I gently squeezed his manhood. Then my hot mouth made it's way over to his right tit and I began to give it the same treatment. I was slowly jacking his hard meat as I sucked on his man tits. He was hot.

I sat up on one elbow again and studied him. He was a beautiful man and I decided right then and there that I wanted him. I wanted not only to have my way with him, but I wanted to make love to him. But wait! What the hell was I thinking? He's just a guy. A Pizza Delivery Boy. But, looking down on him, I realized that this was no boy. This was a man. A man whose time had come.

I leaned forward. My lips gently pressed against his perfect lips. I felt his hesitation. My lips brushed lightly against his. I could feel his hot breath. My tongue swiped across the opening of his slightly parted lips. My tongue pushed beyond the barrier of his lips and gently forced it's way inside of his hot mouth.

I felt his tongue. My tongue persisted. I was rewarded. He actually kissed me back. I felt our tongues dart around each other and mingle with heated desire. My hand had long ago left his hard shaft and was now playing with his full balls and reaching down between his legs.

As our kiss became more passionate, he spread his legs even wider and, as my hand inched it's way beyond his jock, I found the crevice of his hot, sweet, little ass again. Satisfied with his reactions, I pulled my hot mouth from his and let my tongue leave a wet trail all the way from his chest to his groin. He gasped.

I held his hard cock up in the air and, without further waiting, I wrapped my lips around the swollen head of that hot man meat. He groaned. I begin sucking his straight hot cock with long deep thrust of my mouth, my tongue swirling a dance around his dick head. I pulled my hand up that was around his hard shaft and licked my fingers until they were coated with a fine sheen of my own spit.

As I continued to suck his virgin dick, my wet fingers slipped deftly down between his parted legs and found that tiny pink opening again. I nestled my wet finger against his pink hole and, as I sucked his dick, I pushed against his virgin opening. He did not resist. In fact, his virgin ass accepted the intrusion of my finger without hesitation. It easily slid in.

Satisfied with my conquest, I pulled my finger out and he groaned. Was that a groan of disappointment? Who knew? But I did know what my next move was. I left Pizza Boy lying helpless on the bed, drunk with his jock strap down around his thighs. I went to the night stand and pulled out a rubber and my lube. I was going to take me some straight virgin ass tonight.

After putting the rubber on my rock hard cock, I crawled back onto the bed between his spread legs with the lube in my hand. I sit the lube down on the bed and pulled his jock strap all the way off, tossing it in a corner of the room. All this time, not a word was spoken between us. Our instincts must have kicked into gear. And, I think he was too drunk anyway. But he was all mine. My own Boy Toy. Never had one before and wasn't quite sure what I was doing. Just knew that I wanted to do it. I let my body take over from here.

I picked up each of his smooth legs in my hands and, kneeling between them with my rubber sheathed hard cock, I spread his legs wide. He lay there in quiet acceptance. I was getting crazy with lust. His cock was rock hard on his flat belly. Putting each of his legs on my shoulders, exposed his tight butt to me. I held his cock in one hand and with the other hand, I held my own cock and started rubbing it against his balls. A quiet groan escaped his lips.

I grabbed the lube and coated my sheathed cock with it. Then I started rubbing my greasy cock all over his balls and down between his legs. As my cock neared it's destination, I leaned forward, causing his legs to go back even further and his ass to meet my waiting dick. I put the tip of my hard cock against his tight opening and just held myself there and prayed. I only hoped he wouldn't chicken out now.

I applied a little pressure and felt my huge cock head enter into Anthony's virgin tightness. He tensed up and gasped. I wasn't taking no for an answer. I was hot and he had been too willing. I roughly grabbed his hard cock and started stroking it. He seemed distracted and I eased a little more of my shaft into virgin territory. So fucking tight. So fucking sweet.

He was starting to really squirm on the bed underneath me but I was relentless. I kept easing more of my 9 inch cock into his tight little ass while I stroked him slowly. Afraid that he would cum and then it would all be over before it had even begun, I released his throbbing member and grabbed one of his legs in each of my hands. Only part of my cock was buried in his hot ass. I held his legs up high and wide. An offering to my demanding cock. I started rubbing his smooth thighs with my hands as I began to sink more of my hard man meat into his tight hole. He moaned and squirmed on the bed, but I held him steady. There was no way I could have stopped now if I had wanted to. I just kept sinking more and more of my dick up that hot virgin ass as he laid there thrashing on the bed, his hard cock bouncing like crazy on his belly, pre cum leaking from the head of his engorged dick. It was a hot scene and my cock was enveloped in the hottest, tightest hole it had ever been in. I buried myself all the way to the hilt.

He bucked up and I whispered, "Relax, Pizza Boy. Just relax, man."

He must have realized what was happening to him and there was no getting out of it now, because he did listen to me and just went limp on the bed still shafted with my straight arrow of manhood buried in his hot ass.

When I felt him start to relax a little, still holding his legs up in the air, I started a gentle thrusting in and out of his hot ass. I looked down at his face and he grimaced from the intrusion but didn't once try to resist. His dick was still hard lying on his belly as I actually started to slowly fuck him. I couldn't believe it! I was actually giving my Pizza Boy a long, slow fuck. It was all too incredible.

My hands started wandering over those smooth legs and his rounded buttocks as I fucked him. My thrusts increased in tempo. I was getting hotter and he was getting more used to it. I started going faster. Deeper. Harder. Soon I started slamming that hot tight virgin ass with long deep strokes. Sweat broke out on both of us. I looked down and his smooth body was covered in sweat and his hands above his head had long since grabbed onto the pillow as he laid there being violated.

As I fucked him harder, he began to whimper. This just made me hotter. I started slamming into that hot Pizza Boy ass and was surprised as fuck to look down and see that he was actually cumming all over himself. I watched his white creamy cum shoot out of his cock and cover his flat abs, even up to his chest. His spurts of cum matched my thrusts as I pounded him. It was unbelievable to me that someone could cum like that without even touching himself. I guess what they say about the prostrate being massaged was true!

This was too fucking hot for me and it unnerved me so much that I started cumming as I fucked him without mercy. I had him bent over in half and was drilling that sweet virgin ass, his face inches from mine. As I felt the cum fill up my rubber, I laid down on him completely and kissed him hotly on the mouth. He opened his mouth to accept me and we kissed a long, passionate kiss as the waves of orgasms came to an end.

We both laid there a minute, breathing heavily, both of us completely satisfied. And me still buried in that hot, used ass. Reluctantly, I pulled myself out of him and he gasped when I left his hot sweetness. I pulled the rubber off and tossed it in the corner somewhere next to his long forgotten jock strap. We laid there together, our hot sweaty bodies entwined, his still hot cum sticking between us.

As we drifted off, me to sleep, him passing out, one of the last thoughts that I had before drifting was it would sure be fucked up in my wife came home early and found me lying in our bed with the Pizza Boy. But he sure did deliver!