Phoenixthepoet
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- Dec 1, 2005
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In real life, I am a pizza delivery gut part time while I'm in college. While I have been doing this, I've found that the porn scenario isn't all that far from what sometimes happenes. I remember most vivedly one instance involving a pool party and some very attractive housewives....
Anyway, if anyone would like to join me in playing out any fantasies involving a delivery boy, this is an open invitation thread.
Charater name: James
Hight: 6'2"
Build: barrel chested
Hair: brown, sholderlength with loose curls
Eyes: Green
Age: 19
*sigh* It's two in the afternoon, the lunch shift is almost over. It's been a busy day today. Usually, I'm glad to have been busy, it means good tips, but today was the exeption, I barely made enough today to cover the cost in gas of driving around town for four hours. I pull up to the last house before going back to the Toni's. It's a nice suburban home, nothing really fancy, but the yard is green and trimmed, as are the hedges, and it looks as if the house has recently gotten a new coat of white, conservative paint.
I'm almost done, this is the last delivery of my shift, then I can go home and just chill before I start studying for class tomorrow. I get the pizzas out of my car and walk up the path to the front door. I ring the door bell and, despite my tiredness paint that all-to-familiar face that says "Here's your pizza, would you like me to kiss your ass with that?"
Anyway, if anyone would like to join me in playing out any fantasies involving a delivery boy, this is an open invitation thread.
Charater name: James
Hight: 6'2"
Build: barrel chested
Hair: brown, sholderlength with loose curls
Eyes: Green
Age: 19
*sigh* It's two in the afternoon, the lunch shift is almost over. It's been a busy day today. Usually, I'm glad to have been busy, it means good tips, but today was the exeption, I barely made enough today to cover the cost in gas of driving around town for four hours. I pull up to the last house before going back to the Toni's. It's a nice suburban home, nothing really fancy, but the yard is green and trimmed, as are the hedges, and it looks as if the house has recently gotten a new coat of white, conservative paint.
I'm almost done, this is the last delivery of my shift, then I can go home and just chill before I start studying for class tomorrow. I get the pizzas out of my car and walk up the path to the front door. I ring the door bell and, despite my tiredness paint that all-to-familiar face that says "Here's your pizza, would you like me to kiss your ass with that?"