The Pizza Boy
By: Alan Atbright
(© 2022 by the author)

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Prologue 

My name is Tyler. I am almost 18 and for my birthday I want an E-Bike. I have dropped enough hints, leaving sales pamphlets around all over the place. I really want a motorbike but the answer is always, 'too dangerous'! Hell, the-E-bike is probably more dangerous.

All my mates earn money doing food deliveries. Matt with Menu Log, and Cam with Uber. Earning your own money gives you freedom, you can spend it

however you want, without having to explain it to anyone. Matt, Cam, and I have dreams of leaving home and sharing a small house together, parties every night!

Sex on tap!

All I need are the wheels to make it happen.

We three have been mates for many years. We have shared much together, including all of the naughty stuff, after all, if you do not experiment you would never learn anything! Together we have tried most things, Well, except the yucky things!

I have checked out all the bikes and the one that I want is a Leitner, it even folds up to go in a car, or on the train or bus, and the battery gets you 80km on one charge, more than enough for one night's work.

I can not wait till Saturday!

1.0 - Birthday.

I am awake but have not yet opened my eyes'

I think I will just stay here for a while, till I work out what I want to do today.

Then it hits me, it is my birthday and tonight Matt and Cam have planned a big private party for me at Matt's place, as his folks are up at their weekender. An empty house, no parents, but with booze, a little smoke, and girls.

I let my eyes begin to open, at first I can not see anything as the glare from the early sun through the window is too great, then I see it

There is a bike propped up against my cupboard, A Leitner E-bike!

I jump out of bed and touch it, it is the model I had hoped for, but there must be strings, it is so expensive. I am still in my shortie pajamas, no doubt with my thing sticking out, but I go out nevertheless.

Mum, Dad, and my evil little sister are all sitting there looking at me.

"Happy Birthday!" they all chorus. A bunch of envelopes, from relatives, were thrust at me. I opened them and was amazed that many of the birthday cards also had banknotes stuffed inside, including two $50 ones from Unce Bert, my favorite uncle. Sis watched greedily.

I look bewildered.

"Don't get too excited." my Mum says. "We have paid the deposit, but you will have to make the monthly payments out of your food delivery earnings, otherwise it will have to go back.

"No problems," I replied, "and how much will that be?"

"You will have to give me $50 every week, for four years,  for us to make the payments."

Sis grins as if that will spoil the effect of my $1,000 'present'.

"No problems," I said, once more, relieved, as I expect to earn that much almost every day.

Sis still wants to cause me some angst so she says, "Can I go to Tyler's birthday party tonight?"

"No way." I almost scream.

"It would have been nice if your brother had invited you but I suppose all there will be too old for you."  My Mum said, and saved the day,

She pouts like the little spoilt brat she is. I have enough trouble keeping her out of my bedroom whenever Matt or Cam are visiting. If she saw what went on there sometimes, I would get kicked out of the house. Which is nothing compared to what I expect us to be doing tonight.

I go for a quick shower, as I can't wait to ride on my new bike.

The shower was non-eventful, not even the usual five-finger exercise, I had more exciting things ahead,

Dressed in my best trackies and sports shoes, I took my bike out through the front door.

"Don't forget, the bike belongs in the garage." my father called out, after me."You can also charge it there."

I knew my way around the Inner east of Sydney, and I knew this as the hottest food delivery area, However, I did not always know the names of the streets, so I intended t ride around to get used to the bike and to check all the street names. Some streets had special laneways for bikes,  but not all. As I rode along a road with the pavement shared by bikes and pedestrians, I passed a pizza shop in East Sydney in what is often called 'Little Italy'. The wonderful smell of cooking pizzas reminded me that I had not had lunch yet, and was very hungry.

Propping my bike against the wall I read the menu. Then I noticed a small sign beside the menu, 'Delivery Rider Wanted'.

Instantly curious, I entered the shop, Tony's Pizza.

"Are you Tony?" I asked the guy behind the counter.

:"Sure am, what can I do for you?" He answered in a friendly manner.

"I was inquiring about the delivery boy you want  I'm Tyler, but  my friends call me Ty.."

"Have you done it before?"

"No, but I know how it works, all my mates do it, with Menu Log or Uber."

"Well we are smaller than that but here you only deliver from us, but you are the only one so you get all the orders, and you don't have to sit around half the night waiting for allocations. You get the cash you earn every night as we deal in cash only. You need a small float as you pay for the pizza then collect from the customer and keep whatever he gives you. We have only ever had two riders before, The first one; lasted two weeks then Gino was here for almost five years. Gino used to make $30 - 50 every night plus tips. Customers do not pay for delivery if they order at least one large size pizza, two mediums, or three small. If the order was less than that we charge them a $2 delivery fee, which you get to keep. We charge $15 for most large pizzas, $8 for mediums, and $5 for smalls, plus $1 for most add-ons. If a customer orders more than one large pizza, you get $2 for the first one and $1 for each extra one. This often happens. What do youthink?"

"Sounds OK, but if Gino was so good, why did he leave.?"

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"He was always very good with his money, he also had a daytime job, He saved all his PIzza money, and now he has bought a share of a new pizza shop in Burwood.

"OK, when can I start? What do I do about the hotbox?"

"We can provide that but you need to leave a $50 deposit, which you get back when you return it, that first guy we used took off with the hot box so we started the deposit system."

I pulled out my wallet, extracted one of my new crisp $50 birthday money notes, and offered it.

Tony took the money and wrote out a receipt, then handed me a hot box with Tony's Pizza plastered all over it, with the phone number.

""Welcome to the firm Ty." said Tony, holding out his hand.."Any other questions? You can start tonight if you wish?".

"Oh, I am sorry but tonight is my birthday party night, can I start tomorrow?"

"'OK, come in at 3.00, you will work till 10.00. It looks like rain this weekend, they are the most difficult days to work, but they are also the most profitable as many people stay in rather  than going out."

"Well, I can do one order for you tonight, we will be wanting many large pizzas for our party."

"I forgot to tell you, any pizzas that you order are all less 20%, and at the end of the shift you get one medium pizza for free, to take home."

"Fantastic, I will check on which pizzas the boys want and call you."

"OK. call me half an hour before you want to pick them up/"

With that, I waved Tony goodbye, proud to be leaving with the hot box strapped on my back, eager to show off at home, and later to the boys.

When I got home they were amazed that I had already lined up a job.

"You showed great initiative, Tyler." my Mom said. 

2.0 - The Party

I could not get out if the house quick enough so I was at Matt's way too early. but just stuffing around with my two mates was how I spent most of my time anyway.

We decided on four large pizzas, so at 7.30 I called Tony, for an 8.00 pickup.

I had assumed that four pizzas @ $15 each, less my 20% would be $48, but when I picked them up Tony said just $45 would do, perfect only $15 each for the three of us.

Matt knew a girl who was a nurse, he called her his girlfriend but so far she knew nothing about that. The big thing about tonight's party was that Cheryl [Matt's friend's name] was supposed to be coming with a truckload of fellow nurses. I just hoped they were all female nurses?.

They were, but there were only five of them between the three boys and another six of our other mates, so most of the boys just settled down to a night of smoking dope and drinking piss..

I had my eye on the blonde one right from the start. So I invited her to sit with me, the birthday boy.

"I am very lonely, come sit with me and hold my hand to make my birthday complete." I had said with my best little boy lost look.

"Not sure if it is safe, but ok for a short time.

I held her hand and placed it on my right thigh. The warmth from her fingers was sending out shock waves and my friend was growing by the minute. plucking up the courage I moved my other hand under hers, holding her hand as if in a sandwich, then gradually crept our hands slowly up my thigh. until they were nestled right on top of my throbbing cock. Then, thinking it was cleve I slowly moved my bottom hand from underneath so hers was right over it. I don't thnk she had noticed so I pushed her hand down on it, but Instead of her squeezing it as I had imagined, she stifled a small scream, slapped my face, and stood up to retreat to the group of girls.on the other side of the room, with, "You dirty bastard!"

The commotion caused the girls to look at me as if I was a rapist and the boys to positively acknowledge my heroics but left me all alone and girlless. Matt was not doing much better, not even getting to hold her hand, so much for her being his so-called girlfriend.

I admitted defeat and joined the boys with the dope and beer. At least I intended to get drunk for my birthday!

At 11.30 the girls announced they must go back to be inside their curfew, so much for the overnight games, we had planned.

Eventually, there were just the three of us left. looking at the mess in the room Matt said. 'Let's just get rid of all the ashtray mess, we can do a major clean-up n the morning.

So, we did, and were soon in his bedroom, for the thousandth time in our lives. It was almost like a clubhouse with ts monster bed that we had slept in a hundred times before. and his computer on the desk where we had discovered porn many years before.

"Well, who is going to give the birthday boy a head job?" I announced to a world of deathly silence.

"You know the rules, in fact, you made them: reminded Cam. "You do for me and I'll do for you!"

"I just thought that as it is my birthday you two would be fighting each other for the honor, or maybe trying to do it both at the same time?"

"In your dreams,." they chorused.

"Well, at least let us try all together?" I said hopefully. This we had tried before but it had always been totally hopeless.

So Matt laid on his back, I was across the bed in a twisted position so I could go down on him leaving plenty of room for Cam to do the same for me. After a few minutes, we changed around to do it the reverse way with me doing Cam and Matt doing me. As usual, it was much of a disaster, nowhere as good as one on one..I was receiving the majority of the action but we soon gave up. The booze soon took over and all three of us were asleep. Sometime during the night, I awoke to find myself all cuddled up with Cam, so I started to play with him and he soon responded. finishing with the one on ones we craved, a messy but happy ending.

In the morning no one felt like eating, so we opened the windows and cleaned up the rooms where the party had been, then went our ways. For me, it was home and back to bed for a short time before my first day's work as the Pizza Boy.

3.0 - Pizza Boy

Scared of being late, I was actually half an hour early at 2.30.

"That's a good start," said Tony, impressed with my keenness, and promptness..

However, it was almost 3.30 before the first delivery order came in, two large pizzas to a house on Yurong Street, less than 1km away.

When the order was ready I gave Tony the $27, being the $30 for the pizzas less my delivery fee for one plus one, placed the cartons in my hot box, and cycled away.,At the house a man dressed only in very small and tight shorts answered the door, relieved me of the pizzas, and shoved $35 in my hand, quickly closing the door in my face. I returned to Tony's, happy with earning $8 for my first delivery, It was a slow afternoon but it got busier early evening then died down completely midevening. Whilst waiting for the next delivery I sat out the back with a cig, sometimes buying a pizza slice or a cold drink from Tony. We also chatted freely as if we had known each other for years. This was going to be a job I would love.

At the end of the night, I had earned $47 in deliveries and $13 in tips. $60 for a night's fun work riding round on my fantastic bike, count me in!

I went home happy with my free end-of-night Medium Hawaiian, which I shared with the family, Mum said that they would sometimes ring up and place an order for a large pizza, just before 10.00 as the medium pizza was gone in seconds,. There would be no tips for that delivery so I failed to mention my 20% discount. Tyler the businessman.

Early in the week, it was a bit quiet, only $34 and $47, but still ok. Wednesday was my first disaster. I had become quite cocky and a bit lairy, on my bike, always riding it at max speed. Wednesday was light rain and going too fast around one corner the bike slipped under me and I was in the water and mud at the side of the road. I picked myself up and inspected the bike, Lucky only a few small scratches. Then I carefully inspected the pizzas, they too were ok, so I remounted and finished my delivery. I was not going to tell Tony but he saw the mess on my trackies, so I had to tell him what had happened. I thought he would be angry but instead, he was only worried about me and that I may have been injured. He had earlier explained that legally I was working for myself so not covered by any workers comp insurance and he had urged me to join a health fund, which I had done.

4.0 - Late Night Delivery.

It was Sunday night and I had completed my first full week at Tony's Pizza. I was very pleased with myself. I had earned $342 for my first week, all secret and illegal with zero tax deducted, and had already banked $159 with hopefully the same again to go in tomorrow if tonight was a good one, it was destined to be a most unusual one..

The night was as good as over. I was sitting out the back whilst my free pizza was being baked in the oven when I heard the phone ring and Tony explaining that t was past our delivery time, the customer was obviously pleading so Tony called out to me.

"Ty, do you want to do one more in Bayswater Road, it's on your way home to Randwick?".

"No problem," I answered.

So, I ate my free pizza whilst the customer's pizza was cooking. When it was finished I gave Tony the $13, and said goodnight.

At the address in Bayswater Road, it was an old hotel or apartment block. Inside at the reception desk was an old bald Chinese man reading a newspaper with Chinese characters.

"Pizza delivery for number 703," I announced, thinking that he would call up for the person to come down. Instead, he just pointed to the old lift and said. "7th floor."

So it was to be a personal delivery, they are the ones with the better tips.

On the 7th floor, I knocked on the door of 703, it was opened wide by a guy in his pajamas, who said "Just put it on the table over there" which I thought was strange, why did he not just take it from me at the door, and give me the money?.

When I placed the pizza carton on his table I could not help but notice a color magazine also on the table, It was a hot porno one, like many sold at sex shops in The Cross. The front cover showed a cute girl with her mouth wide open in front of a very large cock, I was gazing at the mag and the man now stood right behind me, looking over my shoulder. he was reaching around and flicking the pages over, now the girl had a full mouth. I wondered how it had all fit in, almost expecting to see half of it sticking out of the back of her head,

"Does that ever happen to you when you are delivering pizzas?"

"No such luck," I said, just wanting to collect the money and scram. Looking at the picture had woken up my friend and I could feel it beginning to stick out in the front of my trackies.

Then the strangest thing happened. The man reached around and grabbed my hard cock.

"I know what this likes," he said

"I must get home," I said rather lamely as I was making no effort to break away from his hold which was now feverishly groping my cock.

"Just stay a little while and I will give you a nice tip," he said.

'What is a nice tip', I thought, $2, $5, maybe he wants to wank me off as well? I had no problem with that but I still felt a little uncomfortable.

He pulled me backward until he was sitting on the edge of the bed and I was right in front of him, He then pulled my trackies and jocks down to my thighs and it all flopped out right in front of his fae. The guy's own big cock was sitting up like a lighthouse, poking out of the fly of his pajama pants. Then to my delight, he opened his mouth and swallowed my cock, whilst fondling my balls with one hand and pulling me closer with his other hand on my bum..Then he grabbed my hand and placed it on his cock saying.

"$20 if you wank me off, $40 if you suck it?".

I thought about the $40 but settled for the $20.

Thinking at the same time; sucking a cock is much the same as sucking your thumb, yours or someone else's, what is the difference, as long as it is clean.?

I was stroking him hard and quick as I wanted it to be over and also knew that I was not very far away. Obviously, he was almost there too as he roughly and hoarsely said.

"$50 if you suck me NOW!".

The urgency got me, as well as the lure of cash, and I gave in and went down on him. The bastard came almost immediately and I had a mouthful on which I almost choked.

He continued to suck me and for the first time ever I came in someone's mouth, wow what a difference!.

He grabbed a towel and cleaned himself and I grabbed a corner of it and I did the same. for me.

The man, he had told me to call him Harry, stood and went to the wallet in his trousers on the bench, took out a $50 and a $20, placing them in my hand, saying.

"I hope you will deliver my pizza late at night again soon?"

"Maybe" I answered, still in shock at the evening's happenings. $70 and a head job, amazing but still a bit scary!. 

5.0 - Routine.

Each week as Sunday rolled around, I began to wonder if Harry was going to order his late-night pizza again. Early in the week, I would tell myself that I would find some excuse not to do the delivery, but by Sunday, my cock was already getting itchy.

So, it became a regular happening, a big tip, and a blow job, every Sunday.

It was quite embarrassing as Tony began to call Harry my Sunday boyfriend, as Harry always asked for me by name, though Tony had no idea what transpired with me delivering more than just a pizza. Not that he would care, he would probably just say lucky you. I often wondered about Tony, he usually worked in small shorts and he had quite a bulge, but nothing ever eventuated..

I sometimes fantasized about it but it never happened with any other customer.

My regular extra earning meant that I could now give mother $100 every week instead of the original $50, to speed up paying off the bike.

My bank balance was growing nicely, and I was even getting comfortable with my little weekly secret adventure.