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Friday, November 28, 2025

[SS-1621] Window Bum


WINDOW BUM

In the city everyone thought Quiv was the quiet type. A serious doctor. Shy, introverted, always polite. He never showed off, never talked loud. He was respected, even admired. People only saw the calm side of him.

But on weekends he went to his beach house. And there he was someone else.

At the beach house, Quiv stripped down to almost nothing. Just small sexy briefs, tight on his big ass, hugging his cock so close it looked like it might break out. He loved being near naked. He loved the sun on his skin. And he loved showing off when no one knew his name.

The house had big windows that faced the beach path. Every morning men jogged by. Muscled guys, fit guys, some older, some young. They ran past and Quiv would already be at the glass, standing tall in just his briefs, pretending to stretch. He looked like a statue. But really, he was watching them watch him.

He noticed their eyes always drop to his bulge. His cock would start to get hard, thickening against the pale fabric until the outline was huge. Some joggers slowed down, others even stopped. Quiv smirked, leaning close to the window, pressing his cock against the glass so they could see the shape better.


Sometimes he turned around, bent a little, and pressed his ass on the window too. The briefs stretched tight, showing every curve of his muscle butt. He liked imagining the men stroking inside their shorts while staring up at him.

And some of them really did.

One morning he saw a jogger literally grab himself while standing there, staring at the window. Quiv locked eyes with him, lifted one arm against the frame so his abs flexed, then started rubbing his cock through the briefs. Slow, teasing, making the outline bigger and bigger.

The jogger didn’t move. Quiv could see the guy’s hand moving fast in his shorts. That made Quiv even harder. He pulled the waistband down just enough to show his trimmed pubes, then pressed the fat head of his cock against the glass. The man outside gasped.

Quiv stroked himself harder, watching the stranger stroke too. The thrill hit him like fire. The shy doctor from the city was gone—here he was a raw exhibitionist, getting off in front of anyone who dared to look.

He groaned loud, hips pushing forward. His cock throbbed, then spurted. Hot streams of cum splashed the glass, running down the window where the jogger could see every drop. The man outside came too, clutching himself as his legs shook.

Quiv leaned his sweaty body against the glass, laughing under his breath. In the city, nobody would ever believe this. But here, he was free.




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