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Colin gaped at his phone like he’d never seen one in his life. He didn’t think he’d ever heard of a Dasher receiving a tip so large, let alone for his fist Dash of the Summer. He was a little less impressed when he saw the distance - 20 miles wasn’t ideal for his gas tank - but he figured the $60 tip more than evened out his transportation cost. He hopped into his beat-up ‘05 Prius and sped off to the only In-N-Out in his county.

He blazed through his old neighborhood, scaring his now-elderly neighbors like he used to before he left for school. It feels good to be back, he thought, reflecting on his past couple years at college up north. He started to sweat a bit, maybe due to the oppressive SoCal heat he would need to readjust to, or maybe because it was setting in that he only had 2 years before he had to grow up and get a big boy job. He glanced out the window, hoping to take his mind off things. He gazed through rose-tinted glasses at his old high school. He saw the empty parking lot where he and his friends would burn tires, and the spot behind the bleachers where he gave his first blowjob. Good times, he thought.

Emily jumped a little when she saw Colin walk in. They weren’t particularly friends, but he’d built a strong rapport with all the In-N-Out workers over the Summers he spent dashing around his old stomping grounds. To be honest, she thought he should have a better gig than DoorDash at this point. Maybe an internship, or something that can net him more than $15 an hour.

“Shit, Colin, didn’t know you came back yet.” Emily greeted him.

“Yeah, you better warn these townies not to Dash anymore. You know how I get.” Colin responded.

“You better not slash anymore fucking tires this Summer. Gio’s parents damn near burned this place down last year.” Emily said,

“Heard it all before, Em. I’m picking up for a Milo Barkley. Y’all better make this shit fucking sabroso. Biggest tip I’ve ever seen.” Milo said.

“5 bucks? Anything is big for your broke ass.” Emily retorted.

“Try 60. Granted, the guy’s in Barrido, but you’re not gonna catch me complaining about a two-figure tip.” Milo explained.

“Well, if you feel ever-so-generous,” Emily offered while handing Colin the order, “feel free to come back and share the love.”

“Right, because I’m known for my-” Colin grabbed the bag. “Holy shit! The fuck did this guy order?”

“Ticket says he got 3 4x4s, 4 sides of animal fries, and a couple shakes. Probably just a party order.” Emily read.

“That or some fatass.” Colin chimed as he swung open the door.

His comment hung in his head while he whizzed past futile speed limit signs. Actually, it kinda hung in his dick. See, Colin had a shameful little quirk that functioned as an added bonus to his Dashing job; he liked fat dudes. Only fat dudes. Any size worked for him: starter belly, dad bod, solidly fat, obese, TLC material, he really didn’t care as long as there was some pudge to play with. Well, he wouldn’t care if he acted on his sexuality. Colin himself had worked hard for his twink body, and even harder to maintain his reputation for pulling the finest men he could find. Yet, every hookup ended in a morning of contemplation and shame as he stumbled back to his dorm, unsatisfied. When he started Dashing, though, he felt a little thrill. Something about enabling the laziest people in his community, bringing them Wendy’s and Taco Bell so they could stuff themselves without ever having to even waddle to their cars gave his sick mind a good rush. He’d always run back to his car after Dashing for a particularly fat customer and see if he could finish jacking off before his next offer. To him, it was as close as he could get to heaven.

He thought about who he might meet on his drive to Barrido. The coastal town was known for its rather wealthy population. He was hoping for a sedentary tech bro with an addiction to In-N-Out and good dick, but he was betting more on the former. Actually, he was betting that Emily was right; it was probably some stoned millionaires with a hankering for In-N-Out and enough people to warrant nearly 10,000 calories of pure grease and lard.

So, he was a little surprised when he pulled up to the mansion and saw a lone car in the driveway. Having been instructed to knock, he loaded the massive order into his arms and gave a weak couple of thuds at the door. When he was met with silence, he tried a little harder, nearly spilling one of the milkshakes. When he was about to give up and set the feast on the doorstep, he heard a deadbolt turn and the door creaked open.

Standing in front of Colin now was, easily, without question, the most beautiful man he’d ever seen. He had a fairly-long crop of sandy blonde hair, parted in the middle, just like every man Colin had thirsted after. He had darker, thick eyebrows that outlined a strong face and jawline. When he finally tore his eyes from the perfect face staring back at him, he was swept right back up by the man’s body. He had thick, strong arms and a powerful chest that loomed above a toned, slightly curved stomach. Colin was a little embarrassed as he eyed the man even lower, but the outline of his well-proportioned cock was simply tantalizing. Below was a pair of thick, slightly-toned legs that made Colin’s knees go a little weak.

When he regained composure, he found the man’s eyes locked in his.

“I, uh, have a DoorDash for, um, a, Milo?” Colin sputtered.

“Oh, sick dude!” Milo beamed. “Do you think you can help me with that? Don’t know if I can carry all that in by myself.”

“Oh, uh, sure.” Colin said as he followed Milo inside. In any other scenario, he probably would’ve justified the extra work by reminding himself of the tip that could easily fulfill his whole night. However, Colin’s mind was a little absent as he watched Milo’s ass ever-so-slightly jiggle as he led him into the house.

When Colin snapped out of his trance, that was the next thing he noted; the living room of this house was more akin to a hotel lobby. To the right of the front door appeared to be a coat room, but, if Colin was honest, he was pretty sure it had double the square footage of his dorm at school. To the left was the main living room, which was really more like 2 rooms. On one side of the living room sat a 3-sided couch surrounding a conversation pit. In the center of the back wall was a TV that looked like it ripped straight off the wall at Best Buy. On the other side of the room was a darker bar area with three different taps and all the amenities of a kitchen from Chopped. A massive chandelier hung in the center of the spacious room, adjourned with jewels and silver. Rest assured, Colin felt a little out of his element.

They stopped at the end of the bar and Milo looked back at Colin.

“If you could just throw all that right there, yeah, that’s perfect.” Milo instructed as Colin unloaded his food-laden arms onto the end of the bar.

They stood there for an awkward few seconds before Colin’s curiosity finally overcame his nervousness around such perfection.

“Big, uh, big plans tonight?” he asked.

“Oh, uh, not really. Just got hungry, I guess.” Milo explained.

“Oh, cool.” Colin said as he masked his surprise shocking well. “Um, well, have a great night dude.”

“Thanks, dude. You too.” Milo called as Colin scurried out of the mansion.

When Colin got in the car, he felt his dick. Definitely not hard enough to finish before his next order, and he knew why. His arousal was stifled by his confusion. How can one guy eat all that? he wondered. How does he look like that? Colin grumbled a couple things about metabolism as he drove away, but, at the end of the night, when he tallied his earnings, he had forgotten all about Milo and his gigantic order, instead thinking about what he was gonna do with such a fortune. He fell asleep that night praying that Milo might grace him with such an order again.

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