Christmas shopping seemed to last forever this year. On Christmas Eve, it was the last chance for Amazon packages to make it to their customers' homes. In the building we lived in, the mailman sometimes will deliver packages directly to our apt door, other times just drop it in the front door. When I got home after school, I had gotten to the apt door and saw a package there. I was so excited that I grabbed it and quickly opened the door.
No one was home yet and I quickly went into my room with the package. Without looking, I opened the small box and found a pair of jockstrap underwear. I was confused, I don't think anyone in my family would order this. I then looked at the package label and apparently the mailman messed up and wanted to deliver to the apt directly below us. Oh shit! I accidentally opened someone else's Amazon package.
I looked at the wrapped jockstrap...it was grey and had a red waistband. It was like a medium size and I really wanted to open it to try it on. But I can't! It doesn't belong to me. I hid it under my bed when I heard the apt door open and it was my mom.
After we ate an early dinner at 6pm, I sat in the stairwell between my floor and the neighbor below. I was trying to see if I could spot who was this neighbor with the jockstrap present. After 20 minutes of waiting, I finally saw a man get out of the elevator and he walked towards the apt I was looking at. He was a tall man, over 6", he was well dressed in a leather jacket, some khakis, these large brown leather shoes. He had a very sexy light beard covering his face, which looked like a fashion model.
He turned the key and walked in. The image of his appearance was burned into my head. I then remembered that I have seen him before in the elevator multiple times, sometimes with my family going up and down. People in our building keep to themselves, so we don't really say hi to each other.
Suddenly the door reopens and he looks around the door. He must have been looking for his package. After a few turns of the head, he steps back in and the door slams shut. He must realize that his package wasn't there.
I went back upstairs to my home. I snuck back in my room and locked the door. I took the package out from under the bed. I sniffed the plastic packaging, but couldn't smell anything. I rubbed my finger on the jockstrap, but couldn't feel the fabric. Just holding it got my dick so hard that I couldn't resist it any longer...I ripped the plastic wrapping off and finally got my hands of the gray jockstrap!
I pulled off my pants and my undies. I then put each foot into each loop of the jockstrap and then pulled it up. My hard cock bulged out like a tent in the pouch. I rub my hands onto the bulge and precum seeps through! Shit...I've gotten precum on this guy's jockstrap. I immediately pull them off and get some tissues to try and get the stains off. It doesn't look too bad.
Still pantless, I jumped into my bed and under the covers. I had the jockstrap over my face like a mask.I then fantasized about my downstairs neighbor wearing the jockstrap....his tall slim body sliping through the medium waistband...his cheeks of his ass must look good...I dreamt about how his cock might look like in real life. I was rock hard thinking about this guy who's lived in the same building but only just now became known to me.
It was 11pm, I snuck out of the apt and again went downstairs. This time, I went up to his apt door and put my head to see if I can hear what's going on inside. All I could hear about the sound of loud TV, but then I heard the creek of feet walking around. He must have been walking around the apt. In my brain, I fantasized that he was probably roaming around in jockstraps. All this fantasizing got me hard again.
I went back into the apt and back in my room. I looked at the opened package and felt guilty that I was essentially stealing this guy's stuff. I have never done this before...it ate away at me. Looking at the clock, I saw it was 11:50PM. I don't think I could even get to sleep knowing that this package was still with me. I put on a sweater over some sweatpants and took the package as I snuck out of the apt again.
When I reached his apt door, I could still hear the sound of TV in the background. I knocked lightly 3x and waited. Maybe he won't answer.
After about 10 sec, he opened the door. This man towered over me as I'm only 5'6".
"Hi, is there anything I can help you with?" he asked. I shivered as he talked to me for the first time.
"Um, um, um..." The words couldn't come out...all I could do was show him the open package.
He looked down at it, not understanding what I was holding. I handed it to him.
"Sorry, I accidentally opened your package. The mailman put it at our apt door by mistake. I thought it was something for us, so I opened it. I'm so sorry." I couldn't look at him in the eyes as I apologized.
"Ok, let's see what it is." He looked into the box and saw that it was the jockstrap he ordered. He pulled it out and saw that I had opened the wrapping too. "Did you also open this too?"
Knowing I was in trouble, I confessed, "Um, sorry...I guess I got curious about what it was."
Our conversation felt like it was an interrogation already gone on for a hour...I was sweating bullets as I answered his questions.
"Maybe we should step inside to finish this conversation," he said to me. I gladly took his offer to get out of the awkward position of talking to him at the door.
I stepped inside his apt and the room size was identical to mine upstairs. When I turned around, I saw that he was wearing a long fuzzy bathrobe. He looked so soft.
He pulled the jockstrap from the plastic and flipped it out so he can see it in the light. I was hoping he wouldn't notice the precum stain I had made on there.
"Why did you rip it open from the plastic? Did you try it on?"
I wasn't sure if I should lie or not. I didn't want to get into any more trouble, so I lied, "No, no...I just looked at it...it's still clean!"
He then sniffed it...the action perked me up...I had no idea why he did it, but the motion of the jockstrap (which had touched my hard cock) touching his nose and beard...it suddenly give me a boner. Trying to avoid his stare, I just look at my feet and the floor.
The floor creeked and I looked up. He had lifted one of his long legs and tried the the jockstrap on right in front of me. I discovered that he apparently was wearing absolutely nothing underneath the bathrobe. Holy fuck! I could see underneath that he had these delicious hairy legs/thighs, a slightly hairy chest/stomach. It made me even harder as he showed me his bod. I couldn't take my eyes off of him.
He adjusts himself and I finally could see his massive bulge in his jockstrap. It wasn't hard, but still looked like it was gigantic. I found himself fixated on his bulge now. Throughout this, he doesn't say a word to me.
"Heh,um...looks good..." I squeaked like a little mouse. He looked at me and then smiled.
"Yeah, I can tell you like it."
I had no idea what he meant, but then realized that he saw my boner peeking through my sweatpants. I cover it with my hands.
"It's ok, don't worry about it, little bud." He walked over to me and then dropped his robe. I saw him wearing just the jockstrap, his tall hairy slim bod in front of me. His bulge was only 2 inches away from me and instinct told me to reach out and touch it.
I looked up at him as I placed my sweaty palm on the jockstrap pouch. I massage it as he looks at me with pleasure. I then took my other hand and placed it on his abs...feeling the light stomach hair covering it. That made his cock grow and suddenly it popped out of the pouch. It was the most beautiful uncut cock I had ever seen. It was somewhere between 7.5-8" and still had tons of foreskin covering it.
I looked at him in the eyes, telepathically communicating to him my desires. He then lead me to the couch and he laid down. I sat next to him and he continued to let me play with his big uc cock. I finally placed my lips on his cock and it was the first time I tasted such a big cock in my mouth. It stretched my cheeks just to get his shaft in my mouth. It tasted slightly salty as precum starts to come out. I never knew it could taste so good to me. He placed his hand on the back of my head and made me go deeper. I tried not to gag, but I gladly put his long cock onto my tongue and into my throat.
As I suck him, he pulls off my pants and starts playing with my hard cock. He was jerking it so fast that I probably could cum any second now. Then he started to play with my hole....he was tickling it with his finger. I've never been fucked before, but the feeling was awesome as I had his big cock in my mouth.
He sticks his finger into my hole as he jerks me off and that was the magic trick...I lose it and just shoot a giant load all over the wooden floors. I moaned and groaned as the cum spilled all over, but it was my sound that truly gets him off. He suddenly grunts like crazy and I could hear him from behind my head that he was ready to explode.....
He tries to pull my head away, but I wouldn't let him....I wanted to taste semen for the first time. In a second, the head pumps and suddenly my mouth is flooded with 3 big loads. He screams with pleasure as he cums in my mouth...I swallowed it whole and the taste of cum was delicious to my virgin swallowing mouth.
I pull off of him and finally get up next to him. I looked at him, sprawled out on the couch with his bod peeking out of his bathrobes. His cock was still hard and I reached over to try & milk the last bits out. He looked at me and gave a smirk like I did the right thing.
He then pulled off the jockstrap and cleaned his cock with it. He gave extra attention to his head and foreskin...getting every sticky goo off. I just kept watching him, unable to move.
Finally he gets up and I took it as a sign that I had to go back upstairs. I walked to the door with him.
"Here, you can have this." He handed me the soiled jockstrap. My eyes lit up.
"Uh, thanks...you don't have to give this to me..." I replied.
"It's ok. I already reported it as missing shipment to Amazon already and they were gonna send a replacement anyway, so you can have this one." I laughed and jump inside my brain as he told me.
"Gee, thanks, I will totally treasure this." It sounded fine in my head, but probably sounded so lame out loud to this guy.
"By the way, my name is Paul." He placed his hand on my shoulder and rubbed him.
"I'm Kevin," I squeaked.
"Ok, Kevin, you should probably get back to your apt. You don't want your parents wondering where you're at. Merry Christmas tho, enjoy your new present..." he joked.
I slipped out of his apt and back into mine. I rushed into my room in the dark and locked the door. I pulled out the jockstrap from my pocket and looked at it. It was wet from him wiping all that cum onto it. I pulled off my clothes and immediately put the jockstrap on. As the wet pouch pushed onto my cock, I could feel the warmth of his jizz on my body. I got under the covers and went to sleep in those jockstraps. Paul was right, I really am enjoying my new Christmas present!
