When you're a postman you experience a lot of unexpected things, and this was definitely one of those times.
It was a typical hot summer day, and I was ready to get this last delivery done before lunch so I could find a shade tree to rest under and eat my lunch.
One house left and a lot of packages to deliver. I parked under a tree in front of the house I was delivering to. It was a perfect spot to have lunch since the house was isolated.
I jump out and head to the back and open the sliding door. There were about 10 packages of varying sizes. I've had more many times. I stack up the biggest ones first and start heading up the driveway. I head to the door under the carport and set them down beside the steps then head back to retrieve the smaller ones. I start stacking them up when I notice that one is a certified package. No biggie, just ring the doorbell and wait for one minute then leave a notice in the mailbox and I'm done and off for lunch.
Well to my surprise a guy answers the door when I ring. I'm surprised because I didn't see a car in the driveway. He was wearing a robe and running a towel through his dark brown hair. I'm thinking he must have just gotten out of the shower. You could tell he was fit and took good care of himself. What struck me the most was his eyes. They were brown and drew your attention immediately. I noticed that I was starring so I quickly told him I needed a signature for one of his packages.
He asked if I minded bringing the packages in and wait for him to quickly finish sending an email before the deadline he had to meet. Usually, I avoid doing this but for some reason I felt compelled to help him out. I followed him inside and he showed me where to put them. He led me to a room that was clearly his office. I sat them on a table he had cleared off for me. He sat at his desk typing away on his computer, so I left to retrieve the rest of the packages.
I soon returned trying to balance them awkwardly. He quickly jumps up and relieves me of the burden. After we set them down, he asks me to wait for a minute longer so he can finish his email message and sign for the package. I figured why not; I mean I'm going to lunch after this anyway.
I'm standing there waiting and he finally finishes up and turns to me and ask for the form to sign. I start to pull it out of my pocket when I notice that his robe was slightly open, and he had a thick impressive piece of manhood hanging between his muscular thighs. He takes the form and signs it then gets up to hand it back to me and when he does his robe opens fully exposing every inch of his cock.
I take it back as I feel my own cock begin to harden. I was like, no, no, no, don't do this in front of this guy. He definitely notices and ask if I like what I see and before I can stop myself, I blurt out yes in a sultry tone. He smiles full of self-confidence and sits back in his chair spreading his legs and begins to stroke it in front of me asking if I would like to see it fully erect.
I nod as my cock, now fully swollen presses hard against my pants. He strokes it long and slow watching my expressions closely. My lips are dry, so I instinctively lick them, He lets out a soft moan and lays his head back clearly enjoying himself as I watch hypnotized at the sight.
He asks if I've ever done this before and I respond with an emphatic no. He motions me to come closer, but I hesitate. He looks me in the eye and with a stern tone says come here now. I walk closer and he suddenly grabs my belt and yanks me to him.
He unbuttons my pants and quickly unzips my zipper. He yanks them down revealing my rock-hard cock. He takes it in his hand and strokes it slowly. I'm so aroused that I don't resist. He seems satisfied with my compliance and says, good boy.
Then he grabs my lose balls and squeezes them tight sending a shockwave through my body. It feels painful and yet exhilarating at the same time. I am completely at his mercy now and he knows it. He tells me he likes submissive cocksuckers and ask if I am one of those men. I tell him that I've never sucked a cock before, and he smiles and, in a firm, but sensual voice says that I soon will be.
He gives my balls a tug as he squeezes harder and tells me to get on my knees. I have no choice in the matter, so I do as he says. He pulls my head closer to his cock and tells me to open my mouth. I hesitate again which irritates him, and he pulls my hair hard and says that I will never hesitate to follow a direct order from him. It brings a tear to my eye, but he doesn't care and pulls my face to his cock and says open wide slave. I do as he says this time and soon, I am gagging on his fully erect cock. He holds my head tight as he thrust deeper down my throat! I was unable to resist as he pulls me down on him while he thrusted upwards. Yessssss! He moans. You'll be a good slave for me to train.
His shaft is so thick that it stretches my mouth to its limit. The cut head was also big, and I enjoyed the feeling of it against my tongue.
He started breathing harder and moaning louder saying suck that cock slave! I do as commanded, deep throating his massive cock. I can feel him throbbing hard as my own cock was doing the same. I could feel every bulging vein of his shaft as I was being used like a slut.
