The damned kitchen faucet!
The pillow over my head wasn't working, so I gave up and went to shut it off. As I made sure it was completely off, I looked out the window.
Jeremy is our neighbor's kid. He was home from college, standing naked in front of his window with a fist wrapped around his dick, slowly stroking. I grinned at him just as he looked down at me. I shrugged, as if to say 'Oh, well.' He grinned back and kept on pumping. I went to bed, still grinning.
Jeremy was a great kid. He was in my boy's youth group. I was glad my kids had him as a neighbor, because he was clean cut, didn't drink or smoke, and if he played around with girls, he kept it private. He was polite, yet he spoke his mind. We had rather interesting discussions on subjects from politics to death while he was a teenager, often over the fence.
A few nights later, I woke up with a start. I listened carefully, but couldn't figure out what woke me up. So I went for a drink. Half hopefully, I looked up at Jeremy's window. My grin returned as I saw him in the window. This time he had on only his briefs. He motioned at the fence and mouthed something. I understood and headed outside. Jeremy had put his pants on before coming out.
After pleasantries, he said with a sheepish grin, 'I hope I didn't offend you last night.'
'Not at all!' I exclaimed. I told him about the time I had walked in on my Terry when he was fourteen and humping on a plastic bag stuffed between two boxes in the garage.
Terry had thought he was doing something terrible. I tried every which way to convince him it was okay, without success. Finally, in desperation, I dropped my pants and humped his plastic bag until I came. He stood there slack-jawed and stiff dicked until I came then, almost in desperation, humped the bag until he came.
Jeremy listened with fascination. When I was done, he blurted out, 'You want to jack with me?'
He had caught me off guard.
'Uh, not tonight.'
I quickly excused myself and went to bed. Not that I slept much that night.
'I'm going out with Sally tonight,' my wife announced at breakfast.
A pregnant silence followed.
'What are you going to do?' she asked.
'Maybe I'll invite Jeremy over for a movie.'
'That would be nice.'
'Yeah, real nice,' I thought, hoping my thought didn't show on my face.
That night, I stuck 'Armageddon' into the DVD player and sat next to Jeremy on the couch, knees and shoulders touching. It didn't take long for his hand to be on my thigh, his fingers between my legs. I responded in kind. A few seconds later, I felt his hardon sneaking under my hand. I started to slowly stroke it.
As his breathing deepened, I gave his penis a squeeze then stopped. His back arched with the squeeze, and then he started relaxing. I waited a few seconds for him to recover, and said, 'Be right back.'
I came back in a T-shirt and loose fitting boxers. I grinned to see that he had stripped to his boxers too. I got on the couch and started to slowly rub up and down the length of his dick.
After a few minutes of this, Jeremy got up and sat down on the edge of the couch so we were facing each other. Spitting on his hands, he grabbed my penis with both hands and started twisting. I followed suit. Amazingly, we came at the same time.
After cleaning up, we finished the movie and said goodbye.
My wife came home to find me reading in bed. 'Did you have a nice time?' she asked.
'We sure did,' I responded, trying to not sound too enthusiastic.
'We'll have to have Jeremy over more often,' she suggested.