Here I sit in my leather chair, comfortable, shirtless, and my jeans unbuttoned, anxiously waiting for him to open his curtains. I don’t know his name; in fact, I don’t know him at all, except when he works out with weights naked in front of his picture window every late afternoon. He probably doesn’t know I’m watching, but that’s okay. He doesn’t see me excited, while I masturbate and fantasize to touch him.
It’s four-thirty. He should appear any moment. My heart begins to pound with anticipation. I inhale another deep breath to patiently wait for my secret friend.
Finally the curtains display the beautiful body I’ve been waiting for. I don’t need binoculars as his apartment separates mine by only our fenced small backyard gardens. I see him quite clearly with his back facing me. Raising a barbell to set on his shoulders, he squats then stands up. After several repetitions the cheeks of his ass are puckered I want to spread my hands on them. Staring at them, so very firm and bubbled, my dick begins to flutter. With his every movement, my cock becomes harder, until he sets the weights on the floor. Turning around he kicks his legs out horizontally. I see his large penis flop from side to side. Although it’s flaccid, it still turns me on.
Now he is using dumbbells, curling his forearms to his shoulders alternately. His biceps bulge with each repetition. I shimmy my pants off to allow my dick freedom to rise further to the occasion of my erotic fantasy to be in the same room with him. He’s staring right at me, probably unaware of my naked presence watching him and getting excited.
He sets a barbell in the rack at the head of a bench. Standing in front of the window, the sunlight exhibits his glistening body while he stretches. Now he lies back on the bench, his legs bent at an angle in front of me exhibiting his cock and large balls. As he presses the weights above him, I can no longer refrain from feathering my fingers along the underside of my erection. Pre-cum moistens my tip. He continues to pump and suddenly I see something new happening. His dick has swollen vertically erect and hard. My breathing becomes heavy, waiting for more.
When he sets the barbell on the rack, he stands up, his body rippled, his skin gleaming and his dick swaying. I can’t take anymore; I have to get off. But then he starts stroking his cock, as he stares out the window. I’m masturbating vigorously, waiting for the rush of the orgasm, when he shoots his come onto his window. I climax, panting breathlessly and shooting my semen out onto the carpet.
He is still staring towards my window but he’s smiling. He reaches for a towel to wipe his body, still glaring towards me. I didn’t know what to do. So I stood up, walked to my window and smiled back.
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