[SS-1651] Window Rousing

WINDOW ROUSING

The heat on the steel beams was a physical weight. Sweat plastered my t-shirt to my chest. I was just trying to get through the day when I saw him. Across the way, on a balcony, was this guy, all tan and stretched out. He was wearing a pair of tight, white briefs that left nothing to the imagination, the fabric clinging to a firm, round ass. He caught me looking.

I looked away fast, my face hot. What the fuck was that? I’m not gay. But my eyes drifted back. He was still there, and now he was smiling, like he knew. He ran a hand down his own stomach, his fingers hooking into the waistband of his briefs. My dick, traitorously, went stiff in my jeans. This went on for days. A silent, fucked-up game I couldn’t stop playing.

Then one afternoon, he was at his window, pointing at his door, then at me. I shook my head, but he just kept pointing, that challenging look on his face. My heart hammered. I told my boss I was taking a break, my feet feeling like lead as I crossed the street. He was waiting, his body lean and smooth, the white briefs a stark contrast against his tan skin.

“You came,” he said, his voice low.

“Just… shut up,” I grumbled, stepping inside.

He moved closer, and I tensed up. “Hey, I don’t—” I started, but his mouth was on mine, cutting me off. It was clumsy, and for a second I froze. But then his hands were on my chest, and something just… broke. I kissed him back, hard. My hands went to his ass, squeezing the firm muscle through the thin fabric. He was hard too, I could feel it.

“Bedroom,” he growled against my lips.

We fell onto the bed, a tangle of limbs. He yanked at my belt, and this time I helped him, kicking my jeans off. My cock sprang free. He stared for a second, then wrapped a hand around it. His touch was a jolt. I groaned, fisting his hair.

I pulled him off. “Your turn,” I said, flipping him over. I hooked my fingers into the waistband of his briefs and yanked them down, exposing his ass. I spread his cheeks and pushed my tongue against his hole. He cried out, shoving back against my face.

“Condom. Lube. Drawer,” he panted.

I found them, rolled the latex on, and slicked myself up. I pressed the head of my dick against his entrance. “Ready?”

“Fuck me,” he moaned.

I pushed in, the tight heat unbelievable. I started to move, the sound of our skin slapping filling the room. “Yeah, just like that,” he gasped. I reached around and grabbed his cock, which was hard and leaking, and started jerking him off.

“Ah, fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he shouted, his body tensing. He shot all over the sheets, his ass clamping down on me. That sent me over the edge. I thrust deep and exploded, filling the condom with a yell.

We collapsed, a sweaty mess. After a minute, he rolled over. “Break’s over,” he said.

“Yeah,” I laughed, feeling completely wrecked. “Guess I should.”

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