Date: Fri, 10 Oct 2008 11:21:50 -0500
From: Matt Guy <clondon@iname.com>
Subject: Watching Windows 1

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Watching Windows 1

As I write this I'm sat at my desk, looking out at the residential
building opposite. I can see into a flat, and there on the sofa is
a gorgeous broad pair of tanned shoulders supporting a cute face. I
feel a slight stirring in my briefs under the desk. To my
disappointment the head and shoulders disappear, as he lies back on
the sofa. Then, to make up for it, a well formed pair of golden
legs rest themselves on the back of the sofa, every now and then
lifting to flex a foot. As I imagine one of those toes slipping
into my mouth I feel my cock getting stiffer, strainingthe briefs
and the pinstripe trousers I'm wearing.
I loosen my tie and stand up to get a better view. As I close my
office door and walk over to the window I undo the top three
buttons of my shirt, as I feel my chest starting to flush a
little... its getting hot in here.
What have I missed? He's sitting up again. He seems to be staring.
Shit this could be embarassing. What should I do? Look away? I
don't think I can! I keep staring. He stands up. He's wearing just
some kakhi pants, clearly shorts. He has a bronzed, smooth chest,
really well defined pecs. He's walking to the window, is he
annoyed? He stomach is nice and flat, and his shorts hang low, I
can see tan lines. I squeeze my cock through the fabric of my
trousers. He seems to smile, and leans one arm up the window frame.
Great biceps, man I could lick em! Interesting reaction. Maybe I
need to keep notching it up. I reach into my shirt and squeeze my
nipple, my other hand still holding my crotch. Yes, he definitely
smiles. Then he puckers his lips into a blowing motion and reaches
up to squeeze both his nips. Fuck! I run back and lock the door, I
can't handle visitors right now! I undo some more buttons, so my shirt is
now open, my hairy chest exposed, and start playing with both nipples. He
undoes the top button of his shorts, then bends over to drop them,
revealing his jockstrap. He motions for me to throw the shirt off so I
do. I'm stood in my office shirtless, with a huge bulge, praying no-one
knocks my door. He is squeezing his jock crotch now and clearly enjoying
it. He turns round to give me a view of a perfect bubble but, nice white
ass in contrast to the tanned skin. Fuck I want to stroke my cock off
right here. He turns back round and puts a hand in his jock... now he's
really stroking it, with one hand behind his head he licks his bicep.
What a pornstar! My hand is now in my trousers, smearing the precum over
the head of my cock.
He runs his thumbs round the waist band of his jock as though he's gonna
slide it off but then pulls his hands out and gestures to me as if to say
"after you". Shit. I wanna see what he's got. It's so fucking risky to
get naked in my office. Fuck, what the hell, ok. I undo my belt, and my
button and my fly, and drop them to reveal my tight white briefs. True to
his word, pulls down his jock, to reveal a long hard glistening cock. He
bends down and picks up the jock and holds it to his face. Fuck! I drop
my briefs. Now standing naked with my shoes on and my pants round my
ankles I start stroking furiously. He follows my lead. I am so horny and
the thought of the riskiness is adding to it. I need to cum, my head is
starting to roll. I feel the electricity surge through my cock. My
nipples tingle. I barely stifle a groan and a huge spurt of white cum
erupts onto the window. Thats what he was waiting for too, and I watch as
he squirts and thrusts his hips to gush out a huge load. Theres cum on my
window, and before I know what I'm doing I see myself licking it off as
he finishes squirting. My whole body tingling and warm as I stand there
vulnerable.

Just then a knock...