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🕑 Added 2018-01-20 21:00:58 +0000 UTCNeed a special delivery before the big day? The Magical Holidays Inc. delivery team is ready to deliver Christmas Cheer to you!
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I know this is like 11 months early, or a month late, but here is a little romantic fiction from the pen of awesome gay erotica writer Magnus L. Alexander, which was inspired by the art above! I hope you enjoy it: check out Magnus' own Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/mlalexander
PS - I'll bombard you with a few more images soon!
Special Delivery
By Magnus.L.Alexander
The gentle chimes of the front door bell echoed through the house on a particular bright crisp Sunday morning in late December. In the cosy living room Casey looked up from the book he was curled up reading in slight surprise. Miquel was away on business; he hadn't been expecting any visitors; and it was too early in the morning for anyone to pop over without good reason. Thumbing down the corner of the page he was on, he rose and left the living room to see who it was, wondering who it could be.
What he wasn't expecting as he opened the front door was to be greeted by a pair of brilliant beaming smiles and cheerful voices ringing with natural and unabashed enthusiasm.
'Good morning sir! Holiday Inc. Special Delivery!'
The smiles belong to two extraordinary dressed, and strikingly handsome, delivery men. Both in their early twenties, the man on the left holding a clipboard was a twinky blond with light skin while his companion who held a sizable plastic case under his arm had a light olive complexion with cropped black hair.
Their uniforms had to be seen to be believed. Consisting only of a tight pink crop top, an equally snug pink thong, pale blue trainers and gloves and a jaunty cap, their minimal clothing meant a good portion of their muscular, well-toned bodies were on display. The crop tops only covered the left side of their chests and the upper part of their abs, leaving a perk nipple, solid pec and the lower half of their toned stomachs visible. On the crop top was single detail; a large purple snowflake, the well-known company logo of Holiday Inc.
They also wore several straps as part of the uniform; some were to help keep the partial crop top and thong in place while others were merely decoration to draw attention to parts of the body, like the bands around their biceps which extended whenever they moved their arms. Completing their attire was a garrison-style cap, in the same luscious pink as the tops and thongs, perched proudly upon their heads.
Both men were smiling broadly, clearly enjoying the effect their appearance was having upon Casey. 'We have come to deliver a very special holiday package to you today sir' the delivery man holding the package said, his rich Spanish accent almost a thrill itself to hear.
'I didn't order anything' he said, the only words that could adequately form in Casey's mind at that moment. He was unable to take his eyes off their own considerable packages which were straining against the fabric of the thongs. They were not just bulging but literally pushing out against the underwear, exposing the base of their penises and the fact that they were both smoothly shaved down there. It was both kinky and incredibly erotic to behold.
Speaking of sight it would have been quite something to see for anyone passing by at the moment; a well-built man in his late 30s, wearing pyjamas and lounging robe, looking shell shocked in his doorway at two scantily clad, hot delivery men standing mere feet in front of him. Those same passers-by would have also been treated to the sight of the delivery men's pert bums, exposed except for the tiny string of the thongs barely covering their cracks.
It was the thought that the neighbours even now might be peaking through their curtains and getting an eyeful of peachy rear that caused Casey to quickly invite the delivery men inside to find out further what this was about. As he closed the door he suddenly realised in hindsight what he had done; he had bought two near-nude strangers, handsome and incredibly fit strangers, into his home while it was just himself and the two of them.
Stop it, you're not a horny teenager. He chided himself, although he was unable his body reacting to their outrageous attractiveness. It may have sounded like a simple thing to do to concentrate past one's urges but being in the presence of such men, who coincidentally were just his type, was another thing all together. While he fought down a rising wave of desire, he focused on what they had said before as they now stood in the hallway of the home 'You were saying you have a delivery for me?'
'You are correct sir' the twinky blond answered in a chipper tone, the eagerness of a newbie in his expression 'It is an order made by a Miquel Belistine, who paid for the package and instructed us to present it to a Casey Hargrove.'
Miquel? Casey felt some surprise. His husband? What could he have ordered? He didn't mention anything to him before he left a few days ago on an emergency business trip and what could it be that he had ordered that would be delivered by such gorgeous...by delivery men such as these?
'Are you Casey Hargrove?' Twinky blond asked, his voice cutting through the confusion piling up in Casey's mind, adding to the conflict already raging inside between his lust and self-restraint. He managed an affirmative noise and then cleared his throat and spoke more clearly 'Yes, I'm Casey'.
'Excellent' Twinky blond said happily, presenting the clipboard to Casey and producing a pen seemingly out of nowhere. 'You will need to sign for the package then please sir.'
Taking the pen he scribbled his signature down in the places indicated, trying to ignore how nicely the delivery man smelled; the aroma of a potent aftershave like a fine wine to the scenes.
'Thank you very much sir' Twinky blond checked the signatures and appeared satisfied. He took a small envelop that had been attached to the clipboard and handed it to him. 'Here is the message that come with the package.'
Casey took the small lilac envelop with his name written on the front and opened it. Inside a small single sided card with a short message in perfectly formed handwriting he recognised straight way.
My darling man,
I am so sorry I had to take this business trip away to deal with the situation in Venice when it is so close to the holidays. I know that I will be back before Christmas day but I feel awful that in the run up you are going to be all by yourself until I get back.
I have therefore contacted Holiday Inc., who specialise in bringing cheer, joy and companionship during the festive season, to provide you with one of their personal care packages for the time while I am away.
Please accept the company of the personnel which Holiday Inc. will be sending over to give you all the comfort and attention I would do so myself during this special time.
The company and its personnel come highly recommended so I am sure I am leaving you in good hands while we are apart.
Yours forever,
Miquel xxx
Casey looked up from the card, unable to speak for a moment. The two delivery men were grinning at him, standing together with their arms around each other's waists and holding the open case between them. Inside was revealed to be an assorted of all sorts of sex toys, oils and candles and two bright red dog collars with tiny gold bells on the front.
'From Holiday Inc. to you' they said in well-practised unison 'with present you with the accessories for your Festive Holiday Care package, to be used at your discretion and direction during your personal care period with us'.
There was a naughty twinkle in their eyes, their thongs starting to noticeably strain more against the fabric. 'Would you like to start your special holiday care package with us now sir?' they asked, amused and with a hint of eager anticipation in their tones.
He stared for a moment, unable to believe this was real. Carefully pocketing the card, Casey undid his lounging robe and let it slip off to the floor before taking the case off them and putting it down. Free of obstructions, Casey then suddenly grabbed both of them around the hips and drew them close, causing both boys to give surprised giggles that swiftly turned into pleasurable murmurs as let themselves sink against his sides and nuzzled his neck.
Although it remained a crisp and chilly morning outside it was more then warm enough inside the house for next few days to come until Miquel returned from his trip.
