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Window Story #2

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 30 Aug 2001 2 comments
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by Todd421 Now that I've moved elsewhere in West Hollywood, I realize how much I miss my old place when I was in my early 20s. I had a window that faced out onto the sidewalk and street in front of my apartment from my bedroom, and I used to expose myself to guys walking past at night, and sometimes during the day, as they walked down the hill to Santa Monica Boulevard.On weekend mornings, when I was off from work, I was able to keep my all-over tan by lying on the floor with the sun shining through all over me. I always covered myself from head to toe in baby oil. I loved the feeling of the hot sun on my balls as I spread my legs in front of the window, away from looks from passers-by, male or female. But of course, my curiosity often got the better of me, and I would often prop myself up to take a look out at the sidewalk if I heard someone approaching. They couldn't see me, except for my head, but I could see them. One time, I saw a hot guy walking on the sidewalk in front of the buildings on the opposite side of the street. He was in cutoff shorts with no shirt, and like me, he was blonde and hairless. He also had a rich, dark tan like mine. I couldn't resist, and I stood up rather quickly, pretending I didn't see him as I was rearranging my towel that didn't need any rearranging. I turned and bent my bare ass toward the window and then got back down on my knees to smooth out the towel, also getting a chance to see if he saw me. The guy did see me, as he was now walking slowly on the sidewalk in the opposite direction from how I first saw him. I laid down again below window view for a few moments, just so I could jerk my dick a bit to a thicker shape, but I didn't need to do much, as I was already getting a little hard just at the thought of this guy seeing my naked body. I got back up, pretending again that I didn't see him, but this time with my dick and torso facing him. I walked out of my room to the bathroom area. Once in the bathroom I had to catch my breath, as I was panting hard and my heart was pounding. I looked at my body in the mirror, pinching my nipples and fluffing myself up a bit. Not wanting to let the guy get away, I moved back into the bedroom, but alas, he wasn't there. I chastised my vanity as I looked left and right, but he was not to be seen. I lied back down on the floor under the sun. But moments later, I heard my front door buzz, and I knew it was the guy. I did a quick check again of myself in the bathroom mirror as I went to the front door. I opened the door a speck, peering out to the walkway near the sidewalk. I kept my body hidden from view. It was definitely the guy, and he was even cuter than I had seen. He was blonde, hairless, with nice mounds around his nipples, and those cute cutoff pants, and age 19, as it turned out. He was wearing white tennis shoes with no socks. He smiled and surprised me by asking if I had any more baby oil. I pretended to be confused with a "what?" but he kept staring and smiling at me. He said he had seen a "flash" in the sun from my body in the window (meaning the baby oil shine) and he wanted some for himself as he headed for the boulevard. I started laughing and so did he, and I said I'd get some. I started to close the door to move to the bedroom to get the bottle of oil, but he pushed the door open wider to get a better look at me. Our teasing didn't last long, as he stepped into my living room, surveying my body. He grabbed his crotch with one hand as he closed the door with his other hand behind him. He moved to me and put that hand around my dick, squeezing it and stroking it. I almost fainted with the exhilaration of this, and I said, "I'm probably wearing all the baby oil you'll need." He started running his hands all over my oiled-up body and I moved close to him, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and hard back. I pulled him into my bedroom, where the oil was. He saw the large towel on the floor, and immediately he started taking off his shoes and his cutoff shorts. There were no undies beneath them, and his body was white where his shorts were, just the opposite of the same region on me. He got down on his knees as I laid on my back again under the sun. He took the oil and spread it all over himself and then sprayed some out on me as he used his hands to rub it into my skin. He laid down next to me, but on his side as there wasn't really room for both of us on the towel. It wasn't long before I was turned on my side toward him as well, and we were jerking each other off in the hot sun. Pretty soon, we didn't even need our hands to do this, as we were belly to belly, our arms around each other, humping each other with our hard cocks slithering together in repeated movements. The hot sun, the oil, and our rubbing lust soon got us both to the close-to-cum stage. We were ready, but I wanted this to go further. I grabbed his hand as I got up from the floor, and I guided him into the bathroom. We stared at ourselves in the large bathroom mirror, as we jerked ourselves and each other, and we got into various poses. I told him I needed to cum, and I turned toward him, jerking my dick rapidly. I watched in the bathroom mirror as I shot my cum all over his hard cock and balls. He was ready too, and he pushed me down to my knees in front of his cock. He turned my head so I could see in the mirror, and he watched in the mirror as I did, while he jerked himself hard and shot his cum into my mouth and onto my face. (I had never seen myself "receiving" cum like that.) What a great morning! It wasn't too long after this (and a couple of other visits) that he became my roommate, and this lasted for several months. I certainly have other stories about us, our sex sessions together, and our occasional three- and four-ways with others outside the apartment. But our favorite moments were those in front of the bathroom mirror (and some hand-held mirrors as well), a frequent occurrence during our time together, as we scrutinized and explored every inch of each other's hard bodies. More later!