Everyone in this story is aged 18 or over.
It wasn't long after I had left school. University awaited three months down the line and my parents had gone off on holiday for a month to their second home in Gran Canaria. They had invited me along but I was at the age where I didn't want to be associated with them. A silly phase, I know but there we are.
I was trusted to look after the house and was told that Rob, the older neighbour next door, was on hand if any problems arose. I was warned he was going to be keeping an eye out for me, so wild parties were out!
Some chance of me having a wild party. I had been a bit of a loner at school. Too shy to approach the girls and not built enough to have them chase me.
The first day on my own, I slept in till gone midday and woke to a beautiful sunny afternoon. I could hear Rob in his back garden, fixing what sounded like a barbecue. Shortly after, there was a knock on the back door and there stood Rob.
He was of retirement age but had a full head of white hair. He had soft, brown eyes and a captivating smile. I'd always got on with him He stood a few inches shorter than me but his body was in good shape for a man in his 60's.
"Good afternoon Jack. I just wondered if you'd like to join me?" Rob asked, sounding genuine.
"Sure thing Mr Dorsett, it smells lovely." I replied, eagerly.
"Now, now, Jack. Less of the formalities. You call me Rob, okay?"
"Okay Mr......Rob" I stumbled out.
We both laughed and headed out.
After filling myself with burgers and jerk chicken thighs, we both sat sipping our beers. Rob was still wearing the plastic apron from doing the barbecue but it was obvious he wasnn't wearing much beneath. It looked to be just a pair of white swimming shorts.
We chatted about all sorts for a good while. Then I sprung a question on him. "Have you ever been married, Rob?" I asked, never having seen a woman around in all the years I'd lived there.
He chuckled as he answered "Goodness me, no. I'm gay, didn't you know?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know."
"Sorry? For what? That I like cock?
I started to blush and stood up, readying to leave.
Rob stopped me "Look, I'm so sorry for blurting that out, I've embarrassed you."
I sat back down "Hey, each to their own." and I meant it.
"Hark at me, an old man in an apron getting all mouthy about their sexuality. I hope I didn't alarm you."
I sniggered a little before answering "I was scared you were going to jump me."
We both laughed but Rob added "Don't tempt me."
We talked some more and this time Rob asked me the probing question, "So, have you got a girlfriend yet?"
I snorted. "Huh, some chance. All the local girls want are muscly jerks and me, I'm just a weedy nerd.
"Don't say that Jack. You look lovely from where i'm sitting."
I blushed and replied "You're only saying that because you're gay."
"Not at all, I can still appreciate beauty in all forms and you have a beautiful mind and body."
I started to feel nervous.
"Goodness is that the time? I said I'd visit my uncle at four, I'd better go.
"Don't be a stranger Jack, I'm always here if you need me."
I grunted my assent and left.
What did Rob mean by "here if you need me."? Did he plan to seduce me? Huh, no chance, I was straight.
He wouldn't leave my thoughts though and I was glad he was out in his garden the next day. His fence was tall enough to give privacy from strangers but I could see him lying on a lounger from my bedroom window, wearing nothing but skimpy speedos.
I thought I was hidden from view but he called up "Jack, is that you admiring my body again?"
I'd been rumbled, looking at him but couldn't take my eyes from his bulge. A little shiver went through me as I thought of touching it.
"Come and join me Jack." Rob urged. Against my better judgement, I agreed and put on some baggy white shorts.
We had a gate that separated our back gardens and upon opening it, there he was, lying on his back, his cock pressing hard against the material of his speedos. I made the mistake of staring at the impressive bulge.
"Do you like it, Jack, be honest?"
"Mmm I'm not sure what I feel right now." I answered nervously, trying to convince myself that I didn't want to grab his meat.
"You can like it without touching it." Rob said, reeling me in.
"Okay, I like it, very much. I've never seen another man's hard cock before."
"You still haven't, I'm wearing these damned speedos."
Even naive me could see where he was leading.
"Rob, are you flirting with me?" I tried to say jokingly.
"What do you think, Jack?" he answered in a low voice.
Before I had time to reply, he had his thumbs down the side of his speedos, peeling them off. Then his hard cock sprang out.
I gasped in awe but fright took hold and I turned and fled back to my house and upstairs to the window.
