It was just another delivery until the box broke open...
Inside sat a ten-inch, black rubber monster that looked like it required a license to operate. I had always suspected the guy at 404 Maple was too pretty to be normal, but seeing the proof in broad daylight like that— It took my breath away.
This is what gay guys like him were into? Like, it wasn’t good unless it was breaking them apart?
Good thing I was straight. With my "average" stats, I never would have been able to compete.
Except, Leo told me it was just a bad joke. Then he looked right at my zipper and told me the truth. He was tired of toys that hurt. He longed for something he could take all inside.
Turns out, there was a reason he’d been getting deliveries almost every day. He was just waiting for me to deliver the real goods.
I’ve never been with a man. But when Leo drops to his knees to prove that average is actually the perfect size for him, I’m tempted to take him up on it.
After all, I’m a package handler. Who am I to say no to a hand on my package?