A Package To Behold - Part 1
Chapter 1:
My story starts on a scorching hot July day in 2009, the hottest day to record that year to be precise, and I was miserable about it.
Oh don't get me wrong, I'm not one of those that moan all year that the English weather is cold and damp and then when we finally get a heat wave it 'too hot' or 'oh it's uncomfortable', far from that. The reason I was so depressed was on that gorgeous sunny day I had once again been roped in to work!!!
Let me explain myself better, my names Jake Stevens, I'm 5' 8" tall, slim build, 21-year-old Jack Russell Terrier, a bit of a loner to be honest, but keep myself busy, keep myself in shape, not hugely muscular really but lean, and though single find myself rather handsome without wanting to sound too big headed. I live in the town of Chippintons Bury, the towns a pretty little place away from the hustle and bustle of city life but can sometimes come across as rather boring, though very beautiful.
I work for a courier firm there, its an easy job with decent pay so I'm happy to do it, plus you get to travel out of the town now and again.
But anyway.... here I was working on such a nice day, it was only the one parcel - a very large parcel for a Mr Mitch Jaxman who lived at 1 Narrow Road, Callowbridge. Some place 2hours away or more in the wilderness. So, after the van was loaded, the sat nav set up, I was on my way, eager to get done and get home in time to chill and enjoy my, what was meant to be, day off.
I left Chippingtons Bury, travelled down long winding country lanes, through forest woodland trails, with a shear drop one side and hills to the other. The sun beating down on my van, and I was now beginning to get sweaty. My work shirt started getting damp and clinging to my back, heat radiating from by groin in my tight work shorts it was uncomfortable even with the windows down I was too hot.
The further I got the narrower the roads became, but luckily my say nav seemed to know what it was doing, and after what seemed like forever in that sun trap van of mine, my sat nav piped up...
"After 400yards, turn left, Narrow Road" it ordered
"Narrow Road", I smirked "You're not wrong there luv!"
I began to slow down for the road, still unsure of how anyone could be living out here in deserted countryside.
Then I spotted leaning against a over grown hedge read the street sign 'Narrow Road', I turned carefully into the tight bend as the van shuddered over a cattle gird.
"After 0.9miles, you have reached your destination"
"C'moff it, this can't be right." I muttered
I slowly made my way down the dirt track and there, in the midst of nothing but greenery, stood a beautiful and surprisingly modern looking home.
The sun reflecting off its golden cream exterior and arched windows, it was stunning to say the least, the garden around the home had an array of colours, a long path reached from the large oak looking front door down passed a artificial stone well to a small garden wall with a wooden gate holding a plaque reading 'Jaxman Home'
"Lets just hope the fuckers in" I sniggered to myself as I pulled up alongside the gate.
I pulled up and got out the van, happy to get the fresh air blowing up my shorts and a chance to stretch my legs, then I took a long 360degrees turn around me as I took in the amazing views. It was bliss!!
I took a deep breathe of fresh countryside air, and with clipboard in hand I made my way through the gate and up the path.
If I was to know what was going to happen to me that day, would I of still done the delivery? ....
ABSOLUTELY!!!!
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Chapter 2:
I stood sheepishly by the huge oak front door; it must have been at least 7foot tall, with a large brass knocker in the middle and on the right hand side hung a bell rope.
I gave the bell rope a good tug and listened out as the bell rang loudly in what I assume was the hallway... and I waited.
Nothing! I had a quick look around and pulled it again, once again the bell rang deeply on the other side of the door.
Still nothing!
"Oh come on, you gotta be jokin' me" I sighed, "don't be out, not now!"
I waited a couple more seconds then huffed sharply as I turned to make my way back to the van, then, I suddenly clocked a convertible parked up on a driveway on the far side of the house.
I slowly edged my way long the front of the house on a little pebbled path towards the driveway and as I turned the corner I began to hear a faint sound of music in the air.
Just passed the front of the car I followed a tall hedgerow that arched up over an opening into a separate part of the garden.
Feeling curious I made my way through the archway,
"Wow!" I took a quick gasp, the archway lead to the rear of the house, onto a large limestone patio area and over the far end of the garden glistened a huge open-air swimming pool. The garden was closed off by an 8ft tall stonewall covered in ivy and the entire garden was a glorious suntrap.
It was amazing, so peaceful, like being abroad in the mountains of Italy or somewhere, so much to take in.
Then my sights were drawn to the music I had heard from the other side of the hedge. Over by the pool lay a large sun lounger, next to a patio table on which stood a pitcher of iced filled lemonade, a bottle of sun oil lotion and a radio playing loudly. I hesitated then made my way over to the table, gripping my clipboard tightly....
I looked briefly around and peered into a large opened patio doorway into the back of the home....
"Ex-excuse me.... Mr.... er...Mr Jaxman" I stuttered, not knowing what he would think of some stranger appearing in his backyard.
"That's me!" a voice replied from behind me.
I jumped out of my fur, my heart jumped into my throat as I shot round to catch a bemused face appearing from inside the pool.
"Mr... Jaxman, s-sorry to bother you sir, I'm er...
"Ha, its alright lad," he interrupted as he made his way towards me, water sloshed about him as he started to climb the pool steps to greet me.
As his body rose from the water my eyes widened as I took in the sight before me.
First appeared his huge muscular shoulders, they must have been at least 3ft wide and his huge firm chest and upper arms, water ran off his slick dark chestnut brown body, the sun reflected of the droplets as they ran down over his black nipples and long passed his thick muscular torso.
Soon, there he was, a pure mass of muscle and manliness, he was a Hereford Bull, a large beast with wavy black hair nestled between two large horns up on his head, that trailed down between his huge shoulder blades, the same colour hair also collected on the tip of his tail, with thighs as thick as tree trunks and height to match. He was easily 6ft 9", the curves of his body sculptured just by muscle, a handsome brute to say the least...
But this description is just from sections of the entire day you understand, cause as I first laid eyes on him there on the pool side, there was only one area I found my eyes fixated on...
A trail of hair ran from him bellybutton slowly widening as it bushed over the fine elastic rim of what could only be described as a bathing thong. The illuminous green material clung to his body, the straps, thin like twine dug up comfortably along his hips and round his waist, meeting at the back whilst then trailing off down between his firm, ripe butt, vanishing into the depths of his cheeks, as if trapped in the almighty clench of muscle of his hot rump, and the front... oh my... the fabric tightly stretched over the huge bulge protruding from his groin. I felt my heart catapult into my throat, whatever he was hiding down there was close to breaking through the thong for freedom, it hung there proudly reaching at least a good 7inches down between his thighs, water continuing to run down the front and drip onto the floor below.
I felt my legs become weak, my heart racing. All the time a voice echoing in the back of my head, screaming at me,
"Look away! Stop staring! No go on look, its amazing, its huge, it's.... it's... wrong, stop looking, quick say something, speak!!! He's looking right at you, for the love of God speak!!!"...
And I did....