Voyeur Files - Volume IV: The Apartment Across the Way

The first apartment I had of my own was on the second floor of a two-story building.  It had two big side-by-side windows in the bedroom.  If I looked out my bedroom windows, I looked directly into the apartment on the second floor of the apartment building on the next lot.  I could see into the bedroom and the living room. Their windows had blinds, but they were usually open so it was easy to see in.

Being naturally curious--okay, being a voyeur--when I was in my bedroom, I’d look over at that apartment to see who lived there and if they were naked, etc.  When I first moved in, I saw a guy through the window.  He was average-looking, but not hard on the eyes.  He was probably in his late thirties and a little stocky.  I would see him walking around his apartment, either fully dressed or in his underwear and t-shirt.  He was always alone in the apartment.  With the angle between my apartment and his, when he lay on his bed, I could see his whole body unobscured.  He would lie on his bed and read or watch television, and I would watch from the darkness of my room, hoping he’d start fondling himself and whipping out his dick.  But he never did.

Things were pretty uneventful until one night about a month after I had moved in.  It was Labor Day weekend.  I was in my living room and through the open window in my bedroom I heard the sounds of guys laughing and whooping it up.  I went into my bedroom to investigate.  I left the light off and went to the window and saw that, as usual, the blinds were open in this guy’s bedroom windows.  He was standing in his bedroom in his underwear, but this time, he wasn’t alone.  There were three younger guys I had never seen before in the room with him.  One guy was standing near the window wearing only a damp towel slung low around his waist.  He was combing his wet hair.  It was clear he had just taken a shower.

I assumed they had gone to the beach and were now cleaning up and showering. The other two younger guys were in their underwear too and were running around and laughing and carrying on. They chased each other around the room, playing grab-ass and just goofing around.  They jumped on the bed and wrestled around and were clearly having a good time. The tenant and the guy in the towel were watching the other two guys mess around and they egged them on.  I was having fun watching their horseplay, as I stood in the dark at my bedroom window. I was hoping their horseplay would turn sexual, but if it didn’t, what they were doing was sexy enough.

After a few minutes, the towel guy threw his comb on the dresser in the room and pulled off his towel.  I felt my mouth drop open and my body lurch forward to get closer.  He was facing away from the window, so I was looking at his smooth ass.  I started using mental telepathy, saying, “Turn around, turn around, turn around,” willing him to let me see him from the front.  I popped a boner.

Unfortunately, when the guy dropped his towel, the guy who lived there, looked toward the window.  I didn't think he could see me, but just as the naked guy was turning so I could see him from the front, the tenant closed the blinds so I could no longer see in.  I saw some shadows moving against the blinds, but I figured that was the end of the show.  I had to jack off, imagining what was going on behind those blinds.

The day after Labor Day I noticed that the blinds were open and the room was empty—I mean completely empty.  Everything was gone.  The guy had cleared out.  He must have moved out over Labor Day weekend and decided to have a big blowout party before he left.  I never saw him or the other guys again.

It wasn’t long before I noticed a good-looking young guy, probably around my age—early to mid-twenties in the apartment painting the walls.  I didn’t think much of it until that night when it was dark and I saw him still in the apartment, wearing only his underwear.  I wondered if he was a new tenant since he was still there and, if he was in his underwear, he must be spending the night in the apartment.  There wasn’t any furniture, so he must have been sitting and lying on the floor as I could only see him when he got up.  Again, I sat in the dark in my bedroom hoping he would take off his underwear so I could see him naked and hopefully watch him jack off.  He left the blinds open, so I wondered if he wanted to be seen and if he was showing off by walking around in full view in his underwear.  He wasn't doing anything sexual; he was just eating dinner and watching TV, but it was sexy to watch him in just his tighty-whities.

I was naked in my apartment watching him.  He would look out the window at times, so I wondered if he wanted people to see him.  I wondered, too, if he’d like to watch someone, so I got brave and turned on the light in my bedroom so he could see me.  I walked through the room, past the windows, pretending I was looking for something in the room.  I tried not to look at the window so he would just think I was casually naked and not that I was showing off for him.  I sneaked a few glances his direction, and I saw him look at me, but after he saw me, he closed the blinds, so I realized I had been wrong about his showing off.  He probably never gave it a thought that people could see him or maybe he just didn’t want to see another guy naked.  He was there the next day, painting with the blinds open though, of course, he was fully dressed.  I figured he must have been hired to paint and was not the new tenant, but for some reason, he was sleeping there while he worked.  That night he slept in the apartment again, but when it started getting dark, he closed the blinds, so that was the last I saw of him.  The next day he was gone.

Not long after that I saw people in the apartment.  There was a guy who was built.  He was dark, furry and muscular.  He was in his boxer shorts.  He was dancing around the living room, shaking his ass.  Then I saw a woman.  As stunning as the guy was for a man, she was the female equivalent:  gorgeous, stacked and sexy.  She was giving him a hard time about his dancing, and she must have said something about how the neighbors could see him.  He must have said something like “Who gives a fuck?” because he walked over to the living room window, dropped his boxers and bent over, baring his furry ass in the window.  He reached back and spread his cheeks and shook his ass out the window.  I just about lost it.  I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.  She was laughing and hitting him like he was nuts, but they were clearly having fun, and he clearly liked to show off.  I made a mental note to keep an eye on them.

The following Saturday morning, I woke up and, of course, the first thing I did was look out the window to see if there was anything going on in the apartment across the way.  The blinds were open, and the sun was shining into their bedroom, lighting the room and making it very easy to see inside.  I didn’t see any signs of life for a moment, but then the man’s head popped into view in the window.  The previous tenant had his bed in the center of the room so I could see him when he lay on the bed, but this couple had their bed pushed up against the wall beneath the windows.  When he popped up into a sitting position, I could see by his bare shoulder that he was shirtless. I prayed for him to sit or stand up so I could see if he was wearing anything at all.  He turned and looked out the window.  I worried he could see me, but then he looked away and got up on his knees, kneeling on the bed.  He kneeled in profile against the window, and I could see him from midthigh up.  It was clear he was nude.  I could see the curve of his butt and his bare hip.  I could see his dark pubic bush, but he had his hand on his dick, so I couldn't see it very well.  I wondered if he was alone or if his wife was with him.  I was hoping he was alone and would jack off for me in front of his window. 

It became clear he was talking to his wife who was lying on the bed, just out of sight.  He reached down to pull her up on her knees. I caught a glimpse of his cock.  He looked toward the window again.  I think he was looking for his audience.  I ducked behind my curtain, but I wondered if he saw me watching.

When he had pulled his wife into view, the show began. She was wearing a flimsy, nearly transparent, teddy.  Her breasts were clearly visible through the gauzy material.  The man got behind her and pushed her down onto all fours.  He looked in my direction and then started slapping her ass which was barely covered by a thin strip of transparent fabric.  He turned her ass toward the window and pulled the strap aside, exposing her rear end completely, giving me a perfect view.  He kept looking out the window, so it was clear he was an exhibitionist and getting off on showing off his wife.  I still wasn’t sure whether he saw me or not, but I’m sure he was getting off on knowing that someone could see them.  He went down behind her and started rimming her ass. He stuck his face between her butt cheeks and made motorboat sounds.  I was hard as a rock and stroking my dick as I watched.  He would stop to slap her ass every so often and he’d turn and present her butt for me to see.

He sat up on his knees and exposed his hard cock out the window.  I had to let go of my dick so that I didn’t cum before the fun was over.

He started rubbing his erection up and down her butt crack and I was practically hyperventilating.  He slapped her ass with his erection and then slipped his dick in her and began fucking her doggy-style.  I was in heaven watching these two beautiful people fucking, presumably for my benefit.  I wasn’t sure whether she knew I could see, but he clearly did as he kept looking out the window as they fucked.

He leaned over her back and really went to town.  He turned her so she rested her hands on the window sill and he pounded her from behind.  He looked out the window with a sly look on his face the whole time.  She had her head down, so I don't think she could see anyone watching.

When he shot—or at least I’m pretty sure that was when he shot—he collapsed on top of her and they disappeared out of sight below the window.  I shot my load across the room.

I watched for them after that, but I never saw anything like that again.  They didn’t live there very long, unfortunately.  Soon the apartment was empty and I waited to see who would move in.

I wondered if the painter would come back to touch up the apartment before a new tenant moved in, but that didn’t happen.  The hot couple hadn’t lived there all that long, so there was probably no need to paint, but I did want another chance with the painter.  I would have handled it differently had he returned.  I wouldn’t have walked in front of the window naked.  I would have just watched.

Soon a new tenant moved in.  He was a lean, sinewy, long haired blonde surfer dude.  He was darkly tanned and cute as a bug.  He didn’t wear clothes when he was home alone.  I didn’t complain.  He had sexy tan lines.  His lily-white butt offset the deep tan on the rest of his body.

He was a drummer.  I would hear him playing, and then he’d stop, get up to get a beer or something, and he would walk by the window revealing that he had been drumming in the nude. 

He positioned his bed in his room in the same place the first tenant had, so when he was on his bed, I could see him.  This guy, however, did lie nude on his bed, and he fiddled with his cock when he lay on the bed and watched television.  I don’t remember him specifically jacking off, but he did play with himself.

His girlfriend would come over and they’d move to the bedroom.  The first time I saw them, they walked in the room and it looked like they were about to fuck, so I got excited to watch.  Then the guy turned off the overhead light and I was bummed.  But a moment later the light in his walk-in closet popped and, and the light bled enough to the bed so that I could see them pretty clearly—especially if I got out my binoculars.  With the closet light on they were more in silhouette, but that was pretty sexy too—especially when he would lift his hips and thrust deeply.  He would also get on his knees and throw her legs over his shoulders and they would fuck in that position.  I always hoped they’d leave all of the lights on, but it was still quite a show.

For a while I thought he had a roommate because there was a second guy who was often there, and he would walk around the apartment without a shirt or even naked too.  He was also a hot surfer.  I am pretty sure that this guy didn’t live there but he would come over and use the shower at his buddy’s place, and he'd crash there sometimes.  He would go into the bedroom and strip off his shorts, so I saw him naked more than once.  He disappeared in the bathroom to take a shower, but when he came back, he would be in only a towel.  He would go into the walk-in closet to get dressed.  He left the overhead light off in the bedroom, but he turned on the closet light.  When the guy and his girlfriend fucked with the closet light on, I saw mostly shadows, but the buddy stood in the closet itself, so he was completely in the light and I could see him perfectly.

He’d take off the towel and dry off in the closet light.  Sometimes he would throw on a pair of shorts, but other times he just walked out of the room naked.  The blonde guy sometimes came in and out of the room while his buddy was drying off and changing clothes.  He usually wore baggy shorts but no shirt when his buddy was there, but sometimes he was nude too.  And they hung out naked sometimes.  

One night the buddy did his usual shower routine and was in the closet drying off when the blonde guy came into the room nude and plopped down on the bed and talked to his buddy while he dried off.  He leaned back on the bed with his legs spread and hanging over the side.  The buddy finished drying off, and he balled up the towel and threw it at his friend on the bed, hitting him in the face.  The blonde took that as a challenge and he jumped up in a "Now, you're going to get it" fashion and he tackled his buddy and threw him on the bed.  He jumped on top of him and pinned his friend's arms over his head.  It probably wasn't a sexual thing for them, but it sure was for me.  I was hard and stroking in the dark of my room as I watched.   The guy who was pinned to the bed struggled, but they were both laughing, so it was all a game, but it was sexy to see these two surfers naked and playing on the bed.  I kept saying things like, "Touch his cock, touch his cock."  They goofed around for a bit and then the blonde let his buddy up, and he got up and turned off the light and jumped into bed.  I didn't know if they fooled around in the dark or if they were just two buddies crashing together, but I hoped they were fucking.  My guess is they didn’t play but were just comfortable being nude in each other’s company, though for the rest of the time he lived in that apartment, I kept a lookout.  I saw them both naked constantly—especially the blonde guy.  He’d walk past the window and sometimes he clearly had a boner.  Other times his dick just swung as he walked.  This guy was just so comfortable being naked and he didn’t care who might see him.

After he moved out, an older woman moved into the apartment.  The first day she was there, I saw her look out the window, and then she immediately shut the blinds.  I never saw them open again and soon after that I moved out too.