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With every step my cock grew harder. I was headed over to my neighbor’s to drop off a package that had been delivered to my house by mistake. It was a large heavy package. I had been so curious to open it, but, of course, resisted the urge. I didn’t know why I was so curious. I guess it was because my next-door neighbor was not your typical next-door neighbor. He wasn’t exactly the drop dead gorgeous type you always heard people fall for. He wasn’t that type of guy. No, he was an older gentleman, very quiet, and mysterious. He hardly ever talked to anyone in the neighborhood, no one knew much about him. All I knew was that he was very well kept for a man in his fifties. I had to admit whenever he jogged past me in his running shorts, his shirt slung over his shoulder, it always stirred something in my groin, it added to my curiosity. I didn’t really know why that happened, all I knew was that I always kept an eye out for him, and soon he would be right in front of me. As I rung the bell my heart raced, with sweaty palms I waited for the door to open. I was just about to turn around and leave the package on the porch when the door opened, and there he stood his chest glistening with sweat and just wearing boxers. “Sorry, I just got in from a run and was getting ready for the shower,” he said. He looked amused, but I didn’t know why. I stood there frozen. It was several minutes before I could compose myself. “Hi…I’m your next door neighbor. I have a package for you.” I said confused at his amused expression. “I see that, and it looks like quite a package.” His eyes went down to my groin. The blood drained from my face as I realized I had more than one package on display. I just stood there hard as a rock, package in hand. He took a step toward me, but instead of taking the package from my hands, he put his large hand on my throbbing erection. His strong fingers worked my shaft through my basketball shorts. It was all I could do not to drop the package on the floor. I had never felt a mans hand on my groin, it had me harder than I could have imagined. “Would you like to come in?” he asked. I opened my mouth to answer, but all I could do was shake my head yes in response. Still grinning from ear to ear he took the package from my hands as I stepped inside. “I was just about to take a shower, follow me.” I couldn’t believe what was happening, I was totally helpless as I followed him into his bathroom. Once inside, he closed and locked the door behind him, then turned to face me. I was still in a bit of a shock. With a smile he placed his hand on his hips and pulled down his boxers. There he stood in front of me, completely in the buff. He had a very nice dick, not much different from my own, only a little bit thicker. He took my hand in his and placed it on his hardness. It was the most erotic feeling having another man’s dick in my hand. As I stroked it a clear liquid oozed from the tip. I took some on my finger and put it to my lips. It was salty; I had never |
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