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I Hope They Heard

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: koolkeepn Age: 40 Posted on: 31 Oct 2006 0 comments
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I spend a good deal alone in my apartment and looked at occasionally by my neighbors with a questionable look about what do I find sitting in there that keeps me occupied? Every evening about 3:15-3:30 I pass by their apartment briefly seeing them inside watching the television. Once in a while I wave and if seen, I get a hand waving back. Something is always found to do such as the dishes from earlier in the day, or getting out some food for dinner. I could hear a muffling of sound as talking is done next door. I strolled into my bedroom and disrobed for a shower to clean up and when taking my shirt and shorts off I could tell almost every word heard said on their tv. Before getting into the bath I felt a perfect way to finish the day off, would be to jack off. I always feel better after I do that and for some reason, I felt this is one of those days I would like it too. Something inviting is the sensation when I can 'hear' my hand stroking up and down. I lubed my most commonly used (left) hand well with a mouth full of warm spit... being sure to lick the palm and fingers well before I did anything. I then wrapped them around my cock, and began sliding them up and down, feeling it grOWing in my hand as I did it. The throbs caused the urge for more and more... One thing nice to help it be good, is found made by the 'sound' made from that wet~~ hand. slipslopslapslapslapslapslapslap yessss it felt great slipslopslapslapslap As I did it, I noticed the muffled sound next door became quiet... silence. My dick was so huGE and haRD I didn't want to stop just yet... yet I was curious if they heard me or not.... A minute or so later I could hear the television back on, so figured there must have been a commercial or something to make it stop. I was still horny and I had to finish what I started. Immediately I began again... slipslopslapslapslap and noticed again... the neighbors quiet. No way could I stop... so I continued slapslapslapslap up until I couldn't hold it any longer feeling the gushhh of juice spray out~ all over the floor and down my legs. What a relief! All of a sudden I heard an applause coming from next door. Yes they knew and heard. From that day every time I pass the place, they wave with a smile