Condo Living

Sunrise Lakes. I looked at the four story building, still not believing that I had finally moved in. The past week was a blur of carrying furniture, moving things from one room to another, unpacking, putting away things, and endless rearranging. Now it’s over, I thought as I entered the elevator. The door was closing when suddenly an old man appeared in the door of the elevator and stopped them from closing. He entered and as he did so he smiled at me.

“Are you my new neighbor?” He asked. “You just moved into 401?”

“Yes, sir.” I answered as I gave the old man a long searching glance. He was pale with reddish gray hair and taller than me. His nose was large as where his ears. His eyes were cat-green and sparkling with life in spite of him being in his late 70's.

“You married?” The old man asked.

“No.” I answered as I lowered my eyes to the crotch of the old man’s tan slacks. The big bulge I found caught my full attention.

“Oh.” The old man said as though caught off guard for a second. “Was going to invite you and your wife over for cards when you get settled in.” He half mumbled.

“No, never was married.” I stated.

The elevator reached the fourth floor.

“I hear the corner units are larger.” The old man said as the elevator door opened.

“That’s what the real estate lady told me.” I said as I waited for the old man to get out of the elevator first.

“I would like to take a look at your apartment, if you don’t mind. I want to see just how much bigger it is than ours.” The old man said as I followed him out of the elevator.

“Sure, you and your wife are welcome anytime . . . right now if you like.” I told the old man as we turned to the left and head toward our apartments.

“She away visiting your sister in Tamarac, but if you don’t mind, I would like to take a look at your apartment now. That is, if you don’t mind.”

“No, I don’t mind, come on.” I said as I walked passed the old man’s apartment to the door of my apartment. Then out of the corner of my eyes, as I reached into my pocket for my keys, I saw the old man’s hand touch his crotch. I was shocked. There wasn’t anything in the old man’s appearance or mannerisms that even hinted that he might be gay. I got suddenly so nervous that my hand shook as I fumbled with inserting the key into the keyhole.

“Come on in.” I said when I finally managed to get the door unlock. Then I held the door open for the old man. When he walked pass me he hand almost casually brushed against my thigh.

“Oh, you have it decorated nicely.” The old man commented as he ran his fingers through his graying, thin hair. “You seemed to have gotten some decorating genes.” He added and winked at me. “Hey, do you mind if I take a piss?” The old man added and without waiting for my answer headed to the guest bathroom in the hallway. “Got to piss like a race horse. And it comes on me in a flash. Prostate problems. You’ll get it later if you don’t already have it.” The old man added as he walked up to the toilet and unzipped his fly. He glanced at me standing in the doorway and smiled as he fished out his dick.

Then the old man started to pul out the longest thickest circumcised dick that I had ever seen from the depth of his pants. I just stood there staring at him as he started to swing his enormous dick back and forth making no effort to take a piss.

“Do you like my dick?” He asked.

“Hell, yea.” I exclaimed.

“You queer?” The old man said as he turned from the toilet to face me.

“Yea.” I mumbled, my eyes fixed on his growing dick. I couldn’t believe how quickly his pale dick was doubling in size. The thing was swelling up as though it was an elongated balloon being blown up.

“You want to suck it?” He asked. The old man let go of his dick and it stood straight out from his body as though he was a teenager instead of nearly eighty. “My wife isn’t interested in sex anymore.” He added as though explaining why he wanted me to suck him off. “And I’m tried of jacking off all the time. There used to be a fat old man on the first floor of building 166 that loved to suck dick, but he passed away a couple of months ago. Haven’t had my old dick sucked since then.”

I moved quickly into the bathroom and dropped to my knees in front of the old man. I grabbed his enormous pale dick in my hand. The damn thing was so thick that I could barely reach around it. But the head of the old man’s dick was smaller. And I didn’t have any problem getting his beautiful pink dick head into my mouth.

His dick tasted delicious! It was clean and fresh. Then as he reached behind my head and pulled my face toward his crotch, I eagerly swallowed his entire dick head. Then as he forced more and more of his massive dick down my throat, I reached down and pulled my dick out.

“That’s a nice one you got. About as thick as mine, maybe even thicker.” The old man said as he leaned forward so that he could get a good look at my dick. “Yea, you’ve got a nice one.” He added as he grew so excited that he started fucking my mouth, driving his long thick dick deeper and deeper down my throat with each stroke.

I love it. I jacked faster and faster the more dick he forced down my throat.

“Heck, I think you are going to be the first queer to take it all.” The old man said as he shoved the last couple of inches of his enormous dick into my mouth. I gagged slightly but forced myself to swallow his entire dick.

Then suddenly the old man jerked his dick out of my mouth. Cum gushed from the piss hole of the old man’s dick striking my face. I tried to pull back but the old man wouldn’t let go of the back of my head. He held my face still as he empted his load on my cheeks and chin. Then still holding me behind the back of my head, he used his deflating dick to rub his thick creamy white cum all over my face. Only when he was satisfied did he finally let go of me and step back to survey my cum smeared face.

“I certainly cover your face with my seed.” The old man said as he pushed his limp but still enormous dick back into his pants. “Jack off in your hand and smear your seed on your own face.” The old man ordered looking down at me.

I started pumping my engorged dick as hard and fast as possible under the piercing eyes of the old man. It only took a few second for me to cum. My load exploded into my hand. It flowed thick and white into my palm.

“Now smear it on your face.” The old man ordered still staring down at me like some tall old grandpa out of a wet dream.

I did as the old man asked. I smear my hand full of cum onto the cum already running down my cheeks and chin. It felt wonderful to have the old man watching me. When if finished the front of my shirt was wet with cum dripping off my face.

“Thanks.” The old man said and pushed pass me. He paused at the door. “Don’t ever come to my door or speak to me when you see me out with other people. When I want you to suck me off, I come over. You understand.” He asked in a stern voice that demanded a quick answer.

“Yes, Sir.” I found myself saying.

“Good.” He said and then was out the door.