His name was Elliot, a cute skinny guy, only spoke using a word or two instead of full sentences, told us he was only 19 and seemed dumb as a rock. He moved into the one bedroom apartment across the hall where I lived with my mom and sister Dawn who was 12 at the time and I was almost 14. My mom worked 2 jobs and at that time we hadn't seen my father for a couple years and I don't think we even knew where he was. She worked a lot of hours and Dawn and I were alone often for 10 or 12 hours. Elliot was gone 3 or 4 days every week but began having Dawn and I go in his apartment to play video games and offering us snacks and soda. Dawn and I had no close friends nearby and its almost laughable now how naive the two of us were. My mom knew we played games with him at times but had no idea how often we were in his apartment. We just though he was some stupid kid and the few times we asked where he went he told us different things. He'd just say, school, a hospital, camp or his mom's house. He always wore shorts then started by taking off his t-shirt saying it was hot.I don't think Dawn and I thought much about it after a few weeks but he then began just having boxer shorts on. Sometimes we could see the fly part open which we thought funny because we could see part of his penis and pubic hair. I do have to admit at the time I was not very smart about sex and aside from few babies had never seen a guys genitals. All the sudden he began to let us in wearing only this dark purple robe and little by little after an hour or so would be open enough to have his genitals exposed to us. Dawn and I just smiled and giggled to each other and it seemed Elliot didn't know we could see him or at least he didn't care. To Dawn and I this was a change of pace to our boring days home and we often talked about his penis and testicles in detail. We both obviously enjoyed seeing him like that. After only a month or so the one afternoon he stood in front of us with the robe on and at first said "hot" hesitated and said "off" then in like a question said "ok?". Right away dawn said OK so that said he took the robe off and spent the next couple hours totally naked in front of us. Several times during those hours he got erections and each time looked at us and said "sorry". Funny thing is neither of us really knew why he said that. We talked about it for hours afterwards still not aware to the fact he was aroused. He was circumcised but at the time we didn't know the difference.

After that day he we always let us in wearing either boxer shorts or that robe but would quickly say "hot" hesitate a moment then say 'ok?" which we never objected to and definitely never told my mom about it. A few months of this had gone by and as he got us a bottle of pop an alarm went off on the kitchen clock. He went into a drawer and got a plastic container and put a towel over the seat of his rocker recliner. After he sat down on the towel he kind of waved us over to him and just said "rash" then said "lotion". He then bent his knees up high and opened his legs a wide as possible, not only exposing his genitals but also his anus, He then began by rubbing the lotion inside his crotch all over his penis and scrotum then up the crack of his but around his anus. He almost immediately had an erection and began masturbating and looking at us and said 2 words in a row "feel good". I can honestly say I was mesmerized watching this and both Dawn and I just focused on him doing it. When he ejaculated he let out an ahhh noise and there was semen all over the towel and some on him. For the rest of that year Dawn and I watched him masturbate 2 or 3 times every week. He never talked normally but we didn't care and frequently talked about him getting erections, how much he ejaculated and even liked watching his penis go limp when he was done. He also at one point had a vibrating thing that looked like one of the plastic cigar holders. It buzzed when he turned it on and then he would penetrate his anus with it while he masturbated making all kinds of ooo an aaah sounds but never saying a word. He also surprised us after awhile when he no longer had pubic hair. He lived there a little over a year and all the sudden he was gone. Even today Dawn and I never told my mother about this. and a few years after he was gone I found out the truth from a guy Dawn still works with.

When Elliot was living across the hall from us he had to be about 30 years old. The reason he was away about 4 days a week was because he drove a long haul truck out of state every week. There was nothing wrong with him and he could really speak like anyone else. Dawn and I still talk about him sometimes and we were the stupid ones not him. He faked being that way only to expose himself and we wonder if he did it with other girls. He probably did and we never suspected he was such a liar. He never tried to have sexual contact with us although a few times he tried to persuade us to apply the lotion on him but we never did. He was probably trying to get Dawn or I to jerk him off. So as it worked out Dawn and I were the dumb and stupid not Elliot. We actually believed he was 19 and he even told us when he supposedly turned 20. We were beyond naive and thought we were taking advantage of him.