Jerking Again on the Balcony

Just a year and a couple days past my initial story and I’m once again out on my deck at night, (I’ve been out several times since a year ago, this just happens to be sort of an anniversary almost), enjoying the breeze dog flowing over my bare skin, through my pubic hair, and across my stiff dick, as I stand out at the railing of the balcony of my apartment. 

Trees block the view of the street of homes lined up parallel to the back of my apartment, except for a gap which allows the view of the side and back windows of one home and the space between that home and the next, which reveals across that street and up the hill to a couple more homes there. 

I had been away from home on travel the previous week and a half, and even after having great time “getting reacquainted” with my wife upon returning, I found I was still quite horny after my wife fell asleep this night. 

So off I went to the dark, semi-secluded balcony again. 

There’s still two other balconies in direct view of mine, and a patio down and over from mine, and the one directly below, so there’s plenty of risk of discovery!

While out there stroking this time, I was startled once by a group of voices that where from some women going into an adjoining apartment in my building, which was very arousing after determining it wasn’t people coming out onto a balcony.

A bit later a car drove up the street the shows in between the houses through the gap in the trees, and people in that car would be see me out on my deck lit up only by a back porch light an street light, but my shadow shows on the walls behind me, and there’s a lot of unsuntanned skin showing up in the darkness. The car didn’t stop and back up to take another look, so, maybe next time?

Anyway, after a bit more lotion, and pumping on my shaft with a little more gusto, leaning with my shaft through the vertical railings and reaching over to grab my shaft from over the top railing so I can shoot my load over the edge of my balcony, my ball sack makes contact with the cold metal rails, and it pushes me “over the edge”, figuratively, and that surge rises up from my inner core, and starts spurting through my fist, and along with the wet squishing, pumping sounds, I hear my cum splattering on the patio or pavers down below… Release is sweetly enjoyed outdoors once again. 

Side note: On a prior outing, I had walked around a bit looking over the edges on all three sides of my balcony, and that particular night, the neighbor below me had their tv on in the room which has a window facing out the back towards the trees behind our building. I could see the flickering light of the tv show, and could just make out, through the mini blinds that were tilted up just towards the sky so I could see in, what seemed like, someones head on pillow, while they watched tv! I didn’t want to move away fast, or keep looking and maybe catch their attention… (or should I…?).

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