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Accidentally delivered my dildo to the guy next door
The package was supposed to land on my bed, hidden safely under a pile of books until I had the dorm to myself. Instead, it landed next door.
I only realized when I got the notification: Delivered. Except my room number wasn’t listed.
My stomach dropped.
302.
That was Nate’s room.
For a minute I just stared at the screen, sweating like I’d been caught red-handed even though no one knew anything yet.
Then my phone buzzed again. Unknown number.
Nate: Hey, Jamie. I think your package came to me.
Nate: You might wanna come get it.
Relief flooded me… right up until the third message came in.
A photo.
My package, torn open, the dildo in plain view, resting against his desk.
Nate: Gotta say, wasn’t what I expected.
I nearly threw my phone across the room. My face went hot, ears burning so bad I wanted to crawl under the covers and never surface. Why the hell had I been dumb enough to order it online instead of just going to a store two miles away? Why had it had to get misdelivered to the one neighbor who actually noticed everything?
Nate wasn’t the type to let this go.
My thumbs hovered over the keyboard.
Me: …Please don’t.
Nate: Don’t what?
Me: Don’t mess with me. Just give it back.
Nate: Oh, I’ll give it back. But I already opened it. And now I’m curious.
I groaned and dropped the phone onto the bed. I could picture his grin; sharp, smug, that irritating confidence that came from knowing he looked good shirtless at the gym and everyone else knew it too. Nate was the kind of guy who could say boo and half the hall would laugh like he’d just cracked a stand-up set.
And now he had my dildo in his hand.
Another buzz.
Nate: C’mon over. Don’t make me knock.
I stared at the message. My legs felt like stone, but eventually I shoved on a hoodie, jammed my feet into some flip flops, and slipped out into the hall. My heart pounded louder than my footsteps.
One knock and his door swung open.
Nate leaned against the frame, hoodie and gray sweatpants hanging low on his hips, a smirk stretching across his face. In his hand was my package. The brown cardboard ripped open, the toy peeking out just enough to remind me of my humiliation.
“Well, well. Jamie.” He looked me up and down like he was deciding what flavor of trouble I’d walked into. “Guessing you’re here for… this?”
I swallowed hard. “Yes. Just...hand it back, please.”
Instead of moving, he pulled the door wider, gesturing me inside. “Come on. We can’t have the whole hallway watching you beg for your dildo, can we?”
I froze. He said it so casually, like ordering coffee. The word hung in the air, hot and heavy. My legs carried me forward before my brain caught up.
His room was neat, annoyingly so with his gym bag tucked in the corner and a football poster above his desk. And right there on the desk, gleaming under the lamp, was my mistake.
Nate shut the door with a quiet click and leaned back against it. “You know, I thought it was one of those shaker bottles I ordered. Opened it up and… surprise.” He lifted the dildo, holding it between his fingers like it was an artifact. “You’ve got taste. I’ll give you that.”
My chest was burning. I wanted to grab it, shove it back into the box, sprint out. Instead I mumbled, “You shouldn’t have opened it.”
He tilted his head. “Shouldn’t have? You think I was just gonna leave a mysterious package in my room? Nah.” His grin widened. “Besides, I like surprises. Especially ones like this.”
I covered my face with both hands. “Okay. Fun’s over. Can I have it back?”
He didn’t move. He just twirled the thing lazily in his hand, watching me squirm. “Sure. But I think you should earn it.”
My breath caught. “Earn it? What does that even mean?”
“Means…” He stepped closer, lowering his voice until it curled against my ear. “I already know your little secret, Jamie. You might as well own it.”
I froze, every nerve on edge. He smelled like soap and sweat, freshly showered but still distinctly Nate.
“You want me to beg for my own package?” I asked.
His smile was pure mischief. “Maybe. Or maybe I just wanna see how red you can get.”
I wanted to hate him. I wanted to call him an asshole and storm out. But my legs didn’t move. My skin prickled under his gaze.
He placed the dildo back on the desk and turned to face me fully. For the first time, his tone softened, less teasing, more curious. “Seriously, Jamie. You wanted this. Why?”
The question hit harder than the teasing. My throat tightened. “Because…” I faltered, my voice dropping. “Because I wanted to try. Because I’m tired of pretending I don’t think about it.”
Nate’s eyes flicked over me, sharp but not unkind. He leaned closer, close enough I could feel his breath. “So you do think about it.”
I couldn’t answer. My silence said enough.
For a moment, we just stood there, tension crackling like static. Then he chuckled, low and rough. “You’re braver than I thought.”
I tried to move past him, but he blocked me with one arm against the doorframe. “Going somewhere?”
“Yes. My room. With my package.”
He lifted an eyebrow. “Not yet.”
My pulse thudded in my ears. His nearness was overwhelming, every line of his lean body just inches away. The air between us buzzed with something I couldn’t name, a mix of dread and want.
“Nate—”
“Relax,” he said, smirking again. “I’m not gonna do anything you don’t want. But I think you want me to mess with you just a little.”
I should have denied it. Instead, my lips parted, and no words came out.
He tapped the dildo with one finger, then looked back at me. “Jamie… if you’re really curious,” he said, his hand sliding over the front of his sweatpants, “I can help you.”
He stroked the dildo once, eyes locked on mine. “This thing might give you a taste, but it’s not the real experience.” His smirk deepened. “So what’s it gonna be? The real deal, or this cheap package back?”
My pulse kicked hard in my throat, every part of me screaming to answer, though I wasn’t sure what would come out if I opened my mouth.
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Special Delivery | Part 2
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