Date: Wed, 4 Feb 2015 10:54:33 -0800
From: Dick Peters <dickpeters378@gmail.com>
Subject: Two Guys and a Girl

I saw you across the air well in your apartment the first night you moved
in.  I was returning home late from work, turned on the light and there you
were lying partially on your side on the couch, naked with you penis
lounging to the side.  I was so shocked at the display that I didn't think
to turn off my light and stared at you a little bit too long before
hesitantly beginning to perform a few chores in  the apartment.  I turned
off the light prior to going into the bathroom and took a long glance in
your direction.  You gave no sign of having paid attention to me, lying as
you had when I first came in, though your penis, which in my somewhat too
avid gaze, seemed to have gotten longer.  After my shower, I decided to
walk back to the living room naked, which I had not done before (being
somewhat shy walking naked in my apartment, even with the curtains drawn).
Naturally, I peeked through the shades, and saw you still on the couch.  I
noticed a reflection  in the window next to yours.  It was of my next door
neighbor Annie.  She appeared to be sitting near her window glancing over
at you.  I wondered, were you displaying for her, or for me perhaps, or
were you oblivious of our attention?  I was thinking about this when I
impulsively turned on the light and stood before you naked, my penis
stirring.  My super ego popped in to deflate the little bugger.  That pesky
monitor occupying one third of my Freudian psyche continued to stir
feelings of guilt about homo erotic thoughts.  I decided to cool it and
closed the shades.

For a few days, there were no more sightings from across the way, no more
nude displays, to my regret.  You did smile and wave at me a few times when
you noticed me looking.  You spent little time in the apartment going in
and out frequently, especially late at night.  I imagined that you must
have had a full social life, one I presumed full of carnal pleasures.

Finally, one night while listening to Rach 3 on my CD in the dim light of
my apartment, the light from your apartment flashed on.  I saw you
reflected in the mirror hanging next to my CD player.  It made it possible
for me to see across to your apartment behind my back. You disappeared from
the room then reappeared a few minutes later, stark naked.  I gulped.  I
wondered whether you could see into my dimly lit room where the dimness
would probably have enabled you to see your image in the mirror.  I decided
to squelch my voyeuristic inhibitions and stared avidly into the mirror.
You stood in front your TV brushing your hair.  I witnessed a stunning
profile of male beauty.  Your semi-erect penis was clearly visible.  Even
at the reflected distance, it was apparent that you possessed an
irresistible sexual beauty that could appeal to anyone, male or female.  As
you stood there, brushing your hair while watching the TV, my hand reached
down, unzipped my pants and pulled out my aroused penis.  I pushed my pants
down and began masturbating while looking intently at the mirror.
Suddenly, I heard a knock on my door and Annies voice calling from
outside.  I couldn't ignore her.  She could probably hear my CD playing and
we were accustomed to visiting each other frequently.  I pushed my somewhat
wilting penis back in my pants, raced to turn up my lights and, flustered
by the embarrassing state of my mind, went to the door.

'Hi Mike.  Can we talk?' she asked, probably noticing a bit of flushed
excitement on my face.  'Sure.  Come in' I said.  Although the lights were
still on in your apartment, I was relieved to see that you were not there.
And yet, strangely, I was a bit disappointed as well.

After seating ourselves on the couch, Annie looked at me somewhat intensely
and smiled. 'What's up' I asked nervously. 'Well, how should I begin', she
started somewhat portentously with a tinge of mockery. 'I have a problem'.
She paused awaiting my response. "OK Annie. You're starting to make me
nervous'. 'Poor, Mikey' she said. 'That turns me on a little bit'. 'Annie,
tell me what's going on'.

The peculiarity of the conversation was getting to me although I was used
to her playing with me. She often turned our conversations in weird
directions and it embarrassed me to have to ask what she was talking about.
'Tom'. 'Who?' 'Tom, our neighbor, silly boy. You know, from across the
way'. Something began to stir in me, a tingle of arousal.

'Actually, I didn't know that was his name'. We had never met directly and
I doubted that he would know my name either. 'Well, he knows yours now. I
told him'. 'Why would you do that? Did he ask?'. I was uncertain where this
was going but Annies behavior and provocative demeanor had me on edge.

'So anyway, we met in the lobby the other day and introduced ourselves.' He
asked about you. He must have seen me at your place a few times, so he
would know you and I were friends. He asked me a question that I wasn't
sure I should answer'. Hmmm. I waited for her to continue. 'Well, do you
want to know?' sshe asked.

Did she want to know whether I was starting to get an erection, I mused
somewhat cynically. I nodded.

'OK. I told him that all cute single guys in this city are gay. So I think
he got what he was hoping for'. I gritted my teeth. First, not all cute
single guys in this city are gay, although, admittedly most of them are.
Second, I am not gay although I do like looking at naked men and
fantasizing. OK, I admit that this lacks a certain amount of credibility,
but I am still a product of a Freudian personality which you might say is
somewhat divided unto itself. I adore women, sexually and otherwise, and I
have feelings about Annie which I am too shy to express. To be honest,
she's way out of my league and I am severely afraid of being rejected.

Just then, a knock on the door. Annie jumped up before I could respond.
'I'll get it'. Something strange is going on here, I thought as the door
opened and Annie welcomed Tom into the apartment. They hugged, and walked
over to me. He reached for my hand. 'Hi Mike. Nice meeting you.'. You could
call his smile and ease on this first meeting both appealing and unnerving.
After all, we had seen each other naked and he no doubt knew I was
interested. Annie's 'all single guys are gay' comment probably confirmed
his expectations. Those thoughts flashed in my mind as we shook hands and
the flushed state of my face must have closed the door on any doubts he may
have had.

'Annie called me a few minutes ago and suggested I could come over so we
could meet. I hope she wasn't misleading me'. He and Annie exchanged a
conspiratorial look. I think he winked at her before turning to me and
asking if we could sit down. Curiously, he was carrying a bag I recognized
as being from a store which sold luxurious woman's lingerie.  He set the
bag on a chair next to the couch. I was somewhat stunned with the
excitement of having him this close and radiating sexual energy. Why is
this beautiful guy interested in me, I wondered. There was a swelling in my
pants which pushed the tight cloth around my sex out even more as we sat
down. When I glanced in that direction, the stiffened shape of my penis was
plainly visible under the fabric. I felt as if both Annie and Tom were
noticing the tumescent swell and not even trying to hide their interest and
amusement. I sat in the middle.

Tom placed a hand gently on my shoulder. 'I may be presuming something here
that I shouldn't Mike, so if I'm out of line, let me know, OK?'. I was too
aroused to say anything. With the backs of his fingers, he gently stroked
my cheek and then, with the other hand cupping my chin, he pulled my face
within inches of his. He gazed into my eyes for a long time while I
breathed a little too heavily for comfort.  Finally, I took the initiative,
my most brazen ever, and moved forward to kiss him. As our lips began to
tentatively touch together, with tongues gently probing, I felt Annies hand
lightly stroking my hair. I could feel her soft breath on my cheek and hear
her whisper, softly smiling at both of us, 'This is so beautiful, so
beautiful', as our kiss deepened.

As my tongue began to explore more deeply into Toms mouth, Annie suddenly
pulled us apart.  She smiled and nodded at Tom as I sat befuddled and
aroused.  Tom jumped up from the couch without a glance back at me, picked
up the bag he had placed on the chair and went into my bathroom.  Annie
looked at me teasingly.  'Don't worry, little man, he'll be back shortly'.
She ran a finger around my lips, still moistened from Tom's kisses.  The
light fragrance of her perfume, I realized, had contributed to my sexual
excitement.

'So' she asked 'is  he a good kisser?'.  'I  imagine you already know that'
I replied.  I figured that she and Tom had more than a talking
relationship, although I wondered if a guy who kissed me with such
delicious passion would also be interested equally  in a woman, even one as
lustrous as Annie.  In Tom's absence, my homo erotic heat subsided just
enough for me to notice how utterly sexy Annie was looking.  She was
wearing a tiny mini skirt which was  riding high enough up her thighs to
take my breath away.  Her crossed legs  glistened as she moved in and began
pulling down my lower lip.

As her tongue began to tentatively enter my mouth, her finger traced up and
down the swelling in my pants. My excitement became almost unbearable  as
she reached down and began unzipping my pants.  I was  embarrassed to
suddenly remember that I wasn't wearing underpants.  The lower portion of
my penis began to appear.  Annie had to laugh when she realized that I had
shaved off all of my pubic hair.  'Now look at you', she teased, 'smooth as
a baby boy'.  As Annie pulled my zipper farther open, revealing every part
of my erection except the head, another woman's voice whispered, 'Now isn't
that something.  I leave for five minutes and you are already cheating on
 me!.  I looked up confused, and saw a beautiful woman in a breast
enhancing bra, silken stockings and tiny lacy panties.  I was so shocked
that I quickly attempted to pull my pants over my swollen cock.  'Honey,
you're not allowed to hide that beautiful toy' the woman purred as she sat
down next to me.  She and Annie proceeded to pull my penis out completely
and it quivered upwards  in full view. I suddenly realized that the
gorgeous woman was Tony.

 'My god, Tony' I choked out'.  'Your beau..., uhh, You're..., I mean' I
stuttered out helplessly.  'Tania', she said. 'Don't you remember me?'  My
composure was not enhanced  when I noticed that two pink balls were visible
on either side of her panties.  And the clear almost transparent image
straining the lace of her panties was what I had been dreaming about for
the last several weeks.  'Sometimes boys will be boys', Annie said smiling
slyly, 'and sometimes boys will be girls.  Lucky me. I get to play with
both'.