After a couple of weeks of peeking at my naked neighbor and feeling a strong sexual attraction, I was also bothered by the fact that I was now labeled as a voyeur and that bothered me. However, jacking off while watching my neighbor was so enjoyable, I continued to watch each day and regular as clockwork, the man appeared and played with his dog, naked and free.

I decided it would be the neighborly thing to do to go next door and introduce myself. I thought of several ways and discarded them all. They seemed so fake and wrong. The need to meet him kept the ideas flowing and eventually I decided I'd take him an apricot cobbler I made from the tree in my yard and invite him to enjoy any apricots that grew over his fence. With that decision finally made, I gathered the ripe fruit, peeled and sugared the fruit and set it aside as I made the crumble crust with oats, butter, brown sugar and cinnamon. When it was all assembled, I put it in the oven and went up stairs to get into clothes. I had been living nude and free and loved it so much that I didn't want to wear clothes ever again. When I pulled on the pants, my legs felt funny in the strange cloth and I didn't like the constriction at all. I washed my face,combed my hair, and checked in the mirror to be sure I was presentable. I went downstairs and the smell of cinnamon wafted through the air and reminded me of being a young boy and watching my mom bake cobbler. The timer sounded and I took the bubbling cobbler out , turned off the oven, and walked to the front door. I momentarily wondered if I was doing the right thing but then put that thought aside and walked out and over next door. I rang the door bell and waited, wondering what was about to happen.

The door opened and there stood the handsome neighbor in shorts and nothing else.

"Hello, I'm John, your next door neighbor and I brought you a "welcome to the neighborhood" cobbler from the apricot tree in my back yard, " I managed exactly as I had rehearsed it.

"That's very nice of you," he answered as he took the warm desert from my hands. "I'm Marcus. I'd invite you in but I'm not dressed for company," he stated with a wicked smile on his face.

"I'm not bothered by a bit of skin, but I don't want to bother you," I explained.

"Come on in and meet my best friend," he said and I walked into a beautiful room with very masculine furnishings.

About that time he called, "Kelly, come meet our new neighbor", and the dog came running in, all smiles and licks.

After much rubbing behind his ears, he fell on his back and presented his stomach to be rubbed.

"Kelly only does that if he likes someone. He's a good judge of character," Marcus explained as he stood there holding the cobbler and smiling down at his dog, I noticed that he was even better looking up close than he was from my window. And the bulge in his shorts was bigger than I expected. "Just let me put this in the kitchen and I'll be right back."

He returned with two glasses and a bottle of chilled Chardonnay and proceeded to uncork the bottle.

I noticed that his shorts had been loose and were now slipping down his handsome hips. The twitch in my briefs reminded me that I needed to get my mind on something beside what was just under the shorts.

"I am a nurse and work at the Children's Hospital, he explained. I love being with the children and trying to make their lives a bit happier when I can," he explained.

"That's wonderful," I said. "You must feel really fulfilled with your chosen career. I was a teacher and I loved being with the youths also. I was one of the few who actually enjoyed Jr. High, or Middle School as it's now called. I loved the students that age and they knew it. They also knew that the other teachers weren't very fond of them and their unique personalities."

We visited a bit more and when I had emptied my glass of wine, I stood and placed the glass on the counter.

"I will go now and let you get back to whatever you were doing," I said as I headed toward the door.

"Actually, I wasn't doing anything and I've enjoyed our chat. Come back anytime. I don't know anyone and I get lonely sometimes," he explained.

"Why don't you come over tomorrow after you get off work and I'll have dinner ready. We can visit some more," I said before I thought.

"That would be lovely. I'll need to let Kelly out and play with him a bit when I first get home, but then I can come over. Will seven be okay?" he asked.

"Seven will be perfect and bring Kelly if you think he'd enjoy it."

"How nice. Kelly doesn't get invited very often since he's a big dog. He will love the change."

I left and went home and closed the door. I had the warmest feeling about the new neighbor. He seemed to enjoy my visit as much as I enjoyed it.

Being old enough to be his father made me wonder if he'd want to visit at all but he didn't seem to mind at all. I stripped out of my clothes and carried them upstairs. I was still semi-hard and decided to do something about it. I smiled as I thought of the young boy who asked me if I remembered when I had enjoyed sex. I had answered, "You mean since this morning?" and enjoyed his brilliant blush. It seemed impossible to him that a much older man would still have sexual urges. The stroking built up to a grand explosion and I wondered what the young boy would have thought if he knew that I still jacked off at almost 85. Impossible for his comprehension I'm sure.