"Special delivery" Amos yelled. The other clerks didn't pay attention. They continued the chores they were doing.
Fred took off the apron and walked to the Manager's station and took the slip of paper he was handed. As he packed a bag with the list of groceries, Amos came to him.
"New customer. Andrews told him about you, er the store" he patted Fred's butt. Fred hated that. Amos knew things he wished the guy didn't. But he couldn't undo what he did.
Fred arrived that day at the address, carrying the two bags of groceries.
"Great, can you put them away for me?" the customer a Mr. Frotten said as he held up the arm wrapped in white cast hanging from the bandage support.
"Sure thing" Fred put jars, cans, produce and frozen foods away with his guidance. They chatted and were getting along.
"I should give you something for this" the man held out a twenty dollar bill tip.
Fred blushed "that's too much sir but thanks" he said.
"Well I was thinking you could help me with something else" the man said as he retreived a cold ban of coke and handed it to Fred.
"Sure whatever you need"
"If you really mean that" He turned around and almost immediately faced Fred again smiling.
"Uh, I'm not uh you know" Fred stammered seeing the man's revealed erect penis.
"You jack off like a normal stud don't you?" Fred asked.
"uh yea sure"
"Well, that's all I need, just give me a hand and you keep the 20" Fred replied adding "please it will help me out"
Fred didn't feel threatened or weird about it. He spread some paper towels on one hand and grasped the man's cock. He had done this before but that was with a friend many years ago.
As he stroked, the man groaned and moaned. Fred thought he heard the man say "you can suck it too if you want" but he wasn't sure. Fred just continued to stroked until the sperm spurted out.
"Shit kid that was great, thanks" Fred said shaking his softeningt penis with his healthy hand.
Fred wondered if the man could have jacked off with it after all.
"If I ask you to make more deliveries, you know special deliveries, think you might want to make extra dough?" the man smiled patting Fred on his bare shoulder.
"Uh yea I guess." Fred had admitted.
That night he jacked off himself twice thinking of holding the man's cock. The offer to let him suck him was in his mind too.
The first special delivery call came a week later. Fred went to the bathroom and made sure he had on a clean white tank top, the kind that fit tight. He adjusted his tight jeans and made the delivery.
"I've been thinking you should make more money." The man waved a fifty dollar bill.
Fred stripped his shirt off. He put the groceries away and didn't react when Frotten's hands touched his buttocks.
He knelt and took the man's cock in his hands then his mouth greedily swallowing the man's juices letting it spill out of the corners of his mouth and drip down onto his bare chest.
That was months ago. Frotten got a delivery every week. Each time Fred learned new skills and learned he liked them, each and every one.
Other special delivery calls came to the store, thanks for Frotten's referrels. Amos told Fred he used to make those deliveries when he was a kid.
"Come on, this delivery we both have to make" Amos told him one day. And that began the displays to much older men who wanted to watch two young men together.
Fred adjusted his shorts. He had learned long ago to forget underwear so the customer could see what he had to offer. He put on the clean shirt he kept in his locker. It felt tight enough to show his usually erect nipples.
"Hey I know you got to go" Chance, one of the new clerks came to him in the locker room. "I uh wondered if I could come with you sometime on a delivery" he asked.
The kid looked like an angel, his face so young. His chest however was pumped up as were his thick arms. He worked out, Fred knew from casual conversations in the past. And he was a former wrestling champion in school.
But they both were far away from high school. Fred was about to graduate from the City College. The kid, was going to State in the fall.
"You know one of your special deliveries" the kid continued. Fred reacted in surprise.
"I think it would be uh fun" the kid was blushing. "It's ok we all kind of know what goes on"
Fred was blushing now. He didn't realize that the clerks knew about his special deliveries. Nobody had ever said anything. In fact, the guys were all friendly enough to kid each other about such a thing. But nobody did. Maybe it was because he was the oldest. Or perhaps, like this young kid, they were in awe.
"It's not what you may think" Fred said.
"Oh I know you do stuff with old guys" Chance said "the guys think you are some kind of stud for lonly women. But I uh know"
"How?" Fred asked wondering if Amos had said anything. Fred knew the guy was jealous, he had even said so.
"I uh followed you one day. Saw through the window" Chance said.
"Creepy" Fred said "don't say anything or I'll get Amos" Fred said.
"Maybe we could do something together, I'd like that"
Fred could see the bulge in Chances jeans now. The kid wanted to have sex with him.
"Why not?" Fred said, "Let's wait for someone who wants two of us" Fred said.
He cupped Chance's crotch and squeezed. Feeling like the senior stud now, he went to deliver the bags of groceries and special throat massage that the friend of Mr. Andrews wanted.
As he let the gratefully thin cock slide far down his throat, Fred thought of Chance's cock that was probably oozing into his jeans at that moment.
He decided that Chance and he should rehearse for their upcoming very special delivery.
It was a great job.