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By *wanna OP Man
7 days ago
Merseyside area |
When I was 19 still living with parents, I had the back bedroom. The houses opposite were seperated by a small yard and alleyway, so if lights were on and curtains open, you could clearly see inside the bedroom opposite. The house had fallen into disrepair and the one old guy that had lived there, went into sheltered accommodation.
A new family moved in. Mum, Dad and their son who was same age as me. He was tall, very slim, longish black hair, and quite sharp but handsome features. From glimpses out of the window, I could see he was into Airfix model planes. I first noticed when in summer I could hear a blazing row, between him and his mother. These continued throughout rest of the summer, and he seemed to spend a lot of time in his room. I was studying at home with a makeshift desk at the window so it would catch my eye if saw movement or light went on.
One late afternoon, I looked up and he was leaning on the window looking directly towards me. He was wearing striped tee shirt and jeans. I continued to look back at him, gave a nodding smile. He didn't respond but turned away and disappeared. Five minutes later he reappears, topless, and stands close to the window picking up various airfix models and holding them to the light. I could see his bed which was facing me. He went and sat in the bed going through boxes. It was a warm day so didn't think much of it as I would often go around house shirtless.
Later that night, I am in my room again and his light goes on. Perfect view of room and his bed. Suddenly, he appears with just a white towel around his waist and stands around for a bit. Then he hies out of sight, but quickly reappears but now he is in a skimpy pair of black y fronts with white piping and fly. That got my interest. At that time I had never done anything sexual with a guy, but this was a turn on. He just paraded around his room for about half an hour then light went off.
Same thing every other night and some early evenings. He would see me opposite and next thing you know, he is just in his briefs. They were always black, either with the white trim or plain tanga type. I started studying shirtless and being in my briefs too. He would be opposite holding a model plane but could tell he was really looking at me. After this happened quite a few times he would be there, plane in one hand and started touching his bulge with the other. I could see his bulge getting bigger. I stood up, let him see me in my briefs and I did same. Picked something up and stroked my bulge. We did this a few times including him lying on his bed while looking at a box and he would slip hand inside his briefs. You could see movement in his lower arm. Then he got up and i could see tent in his briefs from his erect cock which by the look of it, was a decent length. Day after that, we passed eachother in the street. It was rare to see him outside. I nodded and said alright, with a smile, but he completely blanked me.
That night i had a shower and was in my room with just a towel around me. He was back and in his undies. Watching me, hand down the front, not bothering to pretend he was looking at models or instructions. I decided to up the anti. I moved to back of room so only he could see and no risk of his next door neighbours seeing, I hoped. I turned my back and took off towel leaving me naked and using it to dry my hair. Then I turned to face him, with my cock sticking out a bit in a growing semi erection. He was now close to the window looking directly over. I let him have a good look and then used towel drying around my cock. He stood watching, hand in his briefs. I put my briefs on and paraded around with my hand going inside too before going to window where I flicked through text book. Then he went and lay on his bed, raised his knees keeping them together and slid his briefs off over them. He had one arm stretched out to bedside table, the other, doing something behind his knees. Then he lowers his knees but keeps his hand over his cock. I can see he is rubbing it. Then with his other hand, he turns out lamp and the room is in darkness.
I think shit! and I stand around for five minutes or so and then pull on tee shirt and shorts. But I cant wait for tomorrow night.
Tomorrow arrives. It is near dusk and there he is, in his y front briefs, big bulge on him which he is showing off standing side on and giving it the odd shuffle. Then he comes to the window and lowers venetion blind that I had never seen before. That was it. From then on, the blinds were open a bit in the day but you couldn't see room and at night, when light was on, they remained firmly closed. I attempted two more hi mate acknowledgements in the street, but he continued to blank me, looking straight ahead. I thought, so what the fuck was all that about.
A couple of days after the blinds appeared, the woman next door is in our house talking with my mother in the back. She says, I'm glad to see they've got some blinds up over there, everytime I was in the back room or the yard, their son is showing off in the window. Think he's a bit of an exhibitionist. My mother later asks me if I've seen him being naughty at the window? I said no! Not that I've noticed.
Then thinking about what she said, I thought fucking hell, was all that for her and he's wondering what the fuck am I doing? Is that why he blanks me? But it was too frequent, he would look directly over. I will never know for certain, but at the time, it was a good wank. Still is sometimes. |
