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Posted by a straight man:

June 22, 2026

By JoeJohnson1

I graduated HS in May 2023, also let me add that I’d had the same girlfriend since sophomore year.
We mutually decided to breakup not long after graduation as I was going to a smaller Midwest college on a baseball scholarship and she was going a larger state college on the east coast.

We had been broken up about a month and I had a few hookups here and there, but I was a super horny teenager - lol

Anyway, one morning about 1030a or 11a, I was in the pool after morning baseball conditioning and I heard the doorbell ring and ring and ring.
I yelled out to see who it was and it was a delivery. I asked if they could just leave it, but it was the new patio set mom ordered for the pool deck and instructions were to leave it in the back yard.
I frustratingly stomped around front and saw the delivery guy standing there.
He was a black guy, maybe 45 years old, not quite 6’, very dark complexion, and maybe 280lbs. Not a bodybuilder and not fat, just a big guy.
He looked at me for a moment, 6’2”, 180, dripping from the pool and I felt a slight awkwardness…

He proceeded to haul each large box around to the pool deck and stack them in an orderly fashion. By the time he finished, he was soaked with sweat and his shirt clubs to his round belly and I couldn’t help but notice his manhood hanging halfway down his thigh and clinging to his shorts.

When he finished I offered to make him a drink to cool off and he gladly accepted. As he drank it down in one gulp, I offer him another and invited him to come around begind the bar at the pool house where it was cooler.

He stepped around behind the bar and I lingered for a moment when I handed him his drink. I casually asked if tips were allowed and he said unfortunately they were not…

I asked if he wanted to sit and relax for a moment and he half sat/ half stood on the stool behind the bar. I made a point to say my parents will be excited the furniture arrived, but they won’t be home for a few more hours and that in fact no one would be home for a while. Then I casually dropped the keys to the pool house I’d been fidgeting with onto the floor.

As I knelt to pick them up, I asked “is there anything at all I can give you as a tip?”. He looked down at me and said “I ain’t no fa**ot, but a mouth is a mouth.”
I immediately understood the assignment. He stood as I walked on my knees to him. He unbuttoned his shorts and said “unzip me boy” as I reached up with trembling hands, he stopped me “with your mouth”.
I took the zipper in my teeth and pulled it down. As I did he shorts fell to the ground revealing his intimidating cock. It was probably the same size as a Truly or WhiteClaw can and hung down, slowly throbbing. “We’ll take it boy, I ain’t gonna nut from you staring at it”. I slowly reached for it and he grabbed my wrist “put your damn hands behind your back until I’m done. Now go the damn thing”.

I took him in my mouth and started doing all the things I’d ever wanted done to me… licking, sucking, gagging, drooling, etc. he got pretty hard, but not much bigger than when we first started.

I was not able to take over half of him at first. He told me that before he finished I would have to “earn it” by taking all of him. He put his hands on my head and helped me to take a little more with each thrust until I had a 8” down. After a few moments he grunted and I felt a flood of come washing down my throat!

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