I stood there on my balcony, favorite pair of boxers on with my semi-erect cock exposed through the hole. I interlaced my fingers and put my hands behind my head, looking up at the fading sun, basking in all it's glory. I watched down below as children played hopscotch and jump rope games in the parking lot, business men walking briskly down the street to their meetings and conferences, and the hustle and bustle of the city. As I glanced over to the neighboring balcony, the occupant opened his door and stepped out himself. He was an Indian Muslim man, teaches at the local university.
"Bill Krozbyler!" he yelled from the short distance away. "Mighty fine cock you've got there."
I just then noticed the pair of binoculars in his hands as he lifted them to his face and stared me down.
"Ayyy lmao. Thanks dude! You wanna... you feel like..well.. wanna fuck?" I asked, mild quiver in my voice.
"Indeed good lad. Indeed I wish to suck and fuck" he responded without hesitation, binoculars still settled upon his face.
I beckoned him over with a nod of the head and headed back inside to unlock my door, penis in hand, fully erect, nervous but excited. I had never done this before. Opening the door before he had a chance to knock, my neighbor stood there, fully nude, and shoved me back into my apartment.
Before he had a chance to ever get started I fell backwards onto my bed and blew my load, my motion sending a cascade of hot semen across my own body and face. My neighbor shook his head in disappointment as I laid there, a hot sticky mess, ashamed and disappointed in myself.
"Maybe next time Bill Krozby. Maybe next time." He left as quickly as he had entered and we never spoke again.
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She's very happy you remembered her name, though for clarification it's Chootie. That said, she is a humble kitten bitten and simply requested that I make her my avatar. She sends well wishes and treat dishes to all the NiS cat fam.
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Originally posted by reject
I had to get up to go to the job centre.
I also had a dream that I went to the docs about back pain to scam some pain meds and I got really excited when she got out her prescription book and then I read it and it fucking said Stimpaks because I've been playing fallout so much recently.
I wanted fucking opiates, not Stimpaks
No opiates. Only Stimpaks.
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