The Upstairs Neighbor – MEN.COM
Rick woke up with a raging morning wood, his cock straining against the sheets. He glanced at the clock – 8:30 am. His upstairs neighbor Brandon was already at work, which meant the attic crawlspace was free game. Smirking, Rick grabbed a bottle of lube and his favorite dildo, then headed up the creaky stairs to the hidden niche above his bedroom.
The crawlspace was cramped but cozy, lined with soft carpet and condoms strewn about from previous sessions. Rick positioned himself on his back and shimmied out of his boxers, thick cock slapping against his abs. He lubed up the fat dildo and brought it to his lips, giving the tip a few teasing licks. Mmm, this toy was a beauty – girthy and realistic, with a suction cup base for wall play.
Rick took the head into his mouth, swirling his tongue around and savoring the authentic texture. He bobbed up and down the shaft, spurred on by soft groans of pleasure. Inching it further in, he relaxed his throat, letting the dildo sink down his esophagus with steady pressure. His cock was rock hard now, leaking precum onto his stomach.
With a filthy gluck, Rick pulled the toy out, gasping for air. He flipped onto all fours and maneuvered the base into position on the carpet. Bouncing his ass on the fat cock, he felt the head push against his tight hole, teasingentries of penetration. Rick braced himself and sank down with one smooth stroke, dildo piercing his prostate with a jolt of intense pleasure.
“Ohh fuuuck…” he moaned, swiveling his hips and letting the thick toy stretch his ring. He worked himself up and down the shaft in a steady rhythm, hole gripping the dildo. Sweat gathered on his back as he fucked himself, lost in a haze of building ecstasy. The dirty crawlspace made him feel naughty and wild, like Brandon could catch him at any moment.
Rick felt pressure building in his heavy balls, a massive orgasm approaching. He gripped his own straining erection, pumping it furiously as he rode the dildo. “S-so close…” he gasped, slamming his ass down to bury the toy to the hilt in his clutching hole. Sparks shot through his body as his cock exploded, painting the carpet with thick ropes of cum.
After catching his breath, Rick climbed off the dildo and carefully slid it back into its hiding spot under the floorboards. He cleaned up and crept back downstairs, cock still semi-hard and ass hole clenching around nothing. Making a mental note to take Brandon’s hot bubble butt for a spin next time, Rick settled in for some well-earned brunch.
Meanwhile, up in Brandon’s apartment, a cleaning crew was preparing for a thorough scrubbing. Suddenly, a maid’s cry rang out from the bedroom. She burst into the living room, face flushed, holding something behind her back. “Um, Mr. Brandon? We f-found something stuck in your, um, mattress. Is this yours?”
Brandon took one look at the Jeanne d’Arc dildo and burst out laughing. “Well,” he chuckled, “you learn something new every day.” Winking, he took the toy and tossed it in a drawer, determined to relieve some tension on Rick later.
The maid scurried off, leaving Brandon with a newfound appreciation for his mystery neighbor. He couldn’t wait to “accidentally” catch Rick next time, and offer up his own meaty cock for exploration. The possibilities were endless in this sexy afternoon fantasy – and they were just getting started.
