I just got caught by my mail lady sitting on my couch naked.
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I just got caught by my mail lady sitting on my couch naked.
I walked out yesterday morning to get the paper, in my fave gaping fly pjs, and my neighbor stops me to tell me my cock was on display, lol. When I got in the house walked by mirror and sure enough.......prompted me to snap a pic
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I was waiting for a pizza delivery so when he finally came he rang the door bell I opened the door and I was in my boxers and he was in his late 30's and I noticed that as he handed me the pizza box...he had a hardon which showed through his white sweatpants and he noticed me looking at it so as he was walking back to his car he kept turning around to see if I was still looking and I was but he got in his car and left
I'm hoping they do more of these.
in a hotel room in Shanghai during room service. I didn't care at all, neither did the waiter
A gym friend is also a UPS delivery guy.
About 2-3 years ago, my husband and I were at the doctor’s office to deal with seasonal allergies and saw him. We both waved and said, “Hey, [name]!”
The receptionist’s comment, said with some surprise: “You know our UPS guy?”
Us, nonchalantly: “Yeah, he goes to our gym.”
It was as though we’d admitted we could talk with life-size plastic toys; she seemed shocked that her (“her”) “UPS guy” had a life and connections with other people outside his iconic professional image as a sexy muscular man with great legs in a brown suit.
NCbear (who knows that beautiful people have positive and negative feelings—and a blend of successes and disappointments in life—beyond their seemingly flawless faces and bodies and the privileges their beauty brings in our beauty-obsessed society)
About 2-3 years ago, my husband and I were at the doctor’s office to deal with seasonal allergies and saw him. We both waved and said, “Hey, [name]!”
The receptionist’s comment, said with some surprise: “You know our UPS guy?”
Us, nonchalantly: “Yeah, he goes to our gym.”
It was as though we’d admitted we could talk with life-size plastic toys; she seemed shocked that her (“her”) “UPS guy” had a life and connections with other people outside his iconic professional image as a sexy muscular man with great legs in a brown suit.
NCbear (who knows that beautiful people have positive and negative feelings—and a blend of successes and disappointments in life—beyond their seemingly flawless faces and bodies and the privileges their beauty brings in our beauty-obsessed society)
Right before the holidays I had had an epic dick slip with the UPS guy. I had been drinking pretty heavily at a holiday party and slept in longer than normal. I heard the door bell ring a few times and a knock on the door. I JUMPED out of bed and managed to put on a pair of boxers as I was running to the door yelling. When I opened the door the UPS guy was standing there with a couple packages that needed to be signed for. He handed me the 2 smaller packages and asked me to sign as he sat the larger one down.
As I'm signing I apologized and said I drank a little too much at a party the night before. I noticed he kept looking down. Thinking I dropped something I repositioned the packages in my hands and noticed my semi hard dick had popped out of the fly of my boxers. I yelled Fuck, sorry dude! As I'm attempting to readjust so my cock would pop back in I realize I was going to need both hands. The UPS guy laughed a little and says to me as I was putting down the packages "careful with that thing, you're gonna hurt somebody." Then he just turns and walks away.
As I'm signing I apologized and said I drank a little too much at a party the night before. I noticed he kept looking down. Thinking I dropped something I repositioned the packages in my hands and noticed my semi hard dick had popped out of the fly of my boxers. I yelled Fuck, sorry dude! As I'm attempting to readjust so my cock would pop back in I realize I was going to need both hands. The UPS guy laughed a little and says to me as I was putting down the packages "careful with that thing, you're gonna hurt somebody." Then he just turns and walks away.
A few short clips of a guy opening the door while hard...
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With the stay home orders still in place, I started ordering meal deliveries to spice up my bland diet of home cooked food, and this has taken an interesting twist. I've been working out in my enclosed garage with my weight set, usually only wearing my white unlined silky shorts, since it's pretty private. I only leave the side door open for minimum ventilation.
Had a delivery from one of the food delivery services, and the guy came around the side of the house when I didn't answer the front door knocking. I'm sure he was a bit surprised to see me covered in sweat, with my equipment clearly outlined in a now transparent pair of shorts. I tried to act casual about the situation, but could see from his sweat pants some definite movement as he accepted his tip. A couple of days later, same order and same guy, who knew exactly where to find me. This time he kind of hesitated as I went to get his tip, and I asked if there was anything else. He said he just wanted to ask about my workout routine and general fitness questions, while staring at my sweat-soaked crotch. Being the naughty guy that I am, I gave my half stiff cock a few tugs as I asked his questions. He volunteered that I was the last delivery for his shift, and made some subtle adjustments to his shorts as he leaned against the doorway.
This guy, Jason, is a really nice looking college student and told me he was just trying to make some quick money, as he was unsure if his baseball scholarship was in jeopardy with school closed down, and was missing his workouts to keep in playing shape. I told him he was welcomed to join me, if the social distance restrictions were reduced, as was the plan within the next few weeks. He was obviously happy about the possibility, and said that if I continued to use the delivery service, he would make sure to get the gig, and that it would generally be the last order for his shift. Interesting that we both gave ourselves crotch tugs as he left.
Planning on ordering more this week, and need to see if I still fit into my old grey running briefs for working out. Hope nothing big pops out from that flimsy liner, as it usually did.
Had a delivery from one of the food delivery services, and the guy came around the side of the house when I didn't answer the front door knocking. I'm sure he was a bit surprised to see me covered in sweat, with my equipment clearly outlined in a now transparent pair of shorts. I tried to act casual about the situation, but could see from his sweat pants some definite movement as he accepted his tip. A couple of days later, same order and same guy, who knew exactly where to find me. This time he kind of hesitated as I went to get his tip, and I asked if there was anything else. He said he just wanted to ask about my workout routine and general fitness questions, while staring at my sweat-soaked crotch. Being the naughty guy that I am, I gave my half stiff cock a few tugs as I asked his questions. He volunteered that I was the last delivery for his shift, and made some subtle adjustments to his shorts as he leaned against the doorway.
This guy, Jason, is a really nice looking college student and told me he was just trying to make some quick money, as he was unsure if his baseball scholarship was in jeopardy with school closed down, and was missing his workouts to keep in playing shape. I told him he was welcomed to join me, if the social distance restrictions were reduced, as was the plan within the next few weeks. He was obviously happy about the possibility, and said that if I continued to use the delivery service, he would make sure to get the gig, and that it would generally be the last order for his shift. Interesting that we both gave ourselves crotch tugs as he left.
Planning on ordering more this week, and need to see if I still fit into my old grey running briefs for working out. Hope nothing big pops out from that flimsy liner, as it usually did.
If you are working out alone in your garage, why bother to wear anything?
We have a hot UPS guy who delivers to our area. He is a DILF with teenage
sons. He looks just like Ryan Philippe but with just the right amount of
chest hair and a nice treasure trail. I've seen him working in his yard
shirtless in the summertime.
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sons. He looks just like Ryan Philippe but with just the right amount of
chest hair and a nice treasure trail. I've seen him working in his yard
shirtless in the summertime.
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So I had to ditch the running briefs which were now obscenely tight, and had on a pair of white lycra compression shorts for the workout, before placing my order. By the time Jason came around, I had worked up a sweat in that stuffy garage gym, and the shorts were completely soaked with sweat. He confirmed I was his last delivery for the day, and removed his face mask this time. Handsome dude! And his eyes moved directly to my shorts.
I asked him to shut the side door, which mean that it would be sweltering in the garage, with only a floor fan to cool down the space. Asked if he wanted to do some workout exercises, and he smiled and pulled of his shirt, and dropped his shorts. He had on a skintight white lycra boxer-briefs, which he had to adjust immediately.
Trying to keep some"social distancing", we went through some stretching and light barbell routines. He was quite familiar with the moves, and by this time, both of us were covered in sweat. Our shorts has turned transparent in the process, and it was obvious we were both displaying semi's. Moving on to squats and benching, we had to get close to one another for support. Spotting him on the bench, I leaned over his face, and heard him groan. Apparently his excitment got the best of him, and Jason actually started to ejaculate with whimpering sound. He quickly stood up and apologized and said wasn't like himself. I tried to calm him down and offered to let him shower inside to clean up. Instead Jason pulled on his shorts and shoes, grabbed his shirt and mask, and left without saying another word. Guess we both misread the situation.
Of course this left me in an unsatisfactory condition, and I just took care of it lying on the wet bench. Not sure that I'll be seeing him again, and hell, didn't' even give him a tip.
