Bisexual Encounter With My Exhibitionist Neighbor

Never thought I liked voyeurism until a new young couple moved in next door. I live in a fairly conservative Midwestern neighborhood. The homes are fairly close together -- close enough to have a ready view of the neighbors behind you from your decks while privacy fences shield your decks from the side view, giving a little more privacy.
3.3 1589 words 7 mins friendship

He invited me to sit and have a cold one with him. His wife had gone out shopping for the afternoon. He said he had to take a leak and when he came out and tossed me a cold Bud I noticed he had changed into a very brief pair of white running shorts. As we downed the beer, he stood at the railing while I sat in one of the deck chairs.
3.6 1786 words 8 mins friendship

I felt like I had been in some kind of time warp. Guiltily, I looked around to see if anyone had witnessed the spectacle or my own open masturbation. The neighborhood was quiet and no one was in sight. After cleaning up, I called Karen and went to her place, needing to fuck despite my release. I didn't tell her about the extent of my interactions with the neighbors.
3.5 1672 words 7 mins friendship