VegasPete: One Shots Paradise (Completed)

Third One Shot: My Naughty Peeping Neighbor

Both weren't sure when it all started for them.

It all happened by a simple mistake, badly drawn curtains, through which you could still notice the silhouette in the bedroom. The mirror standing on the other side of the window reflected the looking figure, and the chocolate-eyed brunet with slender body was unable to stop the pleasant chills that appeared as soon as he sensed a fiery gaze on himself. His hand moved upwards, grabbing the sweater by the end, and pulled it down, knowing that the man underneath had nothing. The coldness penetrated his body, but a groan came out of his mouth when he noticed that the person outside the window had stared harder at him.

The reflection of those thirsty eyes, eager to devour him alive, only intensified the excitement that gripped the whole Pete. The disobedient fingers themselves reached into the semi-tense masculinity and carefully brushed the sensitive head of his penis until more chills passed through his tense body. The man knew that the neighbor staring at him could also see his reflection, the mirror was large, and the distance between the buildings was small enough to be able to easily notice all the details in the apartment opposite. Maybe that's why Vegas was able to see the strange behavior of the person in front of him so easily. The sudden closing of the curtains lifted his eyebrows up, and when man pants were thrown aside and the brunet remained only in a long sweater, curiosity reached a point from which Vegas was no longer able to retreat.

For a moment he watched the man looking at himself in the mirror and wanted to move away, to occupy himself with his own life, when stranger took off his sweater and, naked, began to touch himself, with his eyes fixed on the reflection of Vegas' pupils in the mirror. Vegas flinched, inconsolable that he had been caught, but when he noticed that the man did not stop touching himself, still looking at him, he swallowed his saliva loudly and, he himself felt tension in the perineum area. This isn't the first time he's seen a guy masturbate, but at this moment this slender, milky body, pink in the most delicious places, immediately led him to react. A tense, already hard dick pushed against the material, begging to be released from the pants, and Vegas, like an addict, stared at the frantic movements of a neighbor who was trying to reach the orgasm.

"Damn it," Vegas murmured, struggling to spread the zipper and let the air out loud.

The temperature in the room increased by a few degrees and before Vegas was able to stop, he began to sweat everywhere. Salty drops flowed cautiously down his forehead as his hand moved through his needy manhood. He wasn't interested in wiping it away, however, but was focused only on the man standing on the other side, who was just brushing his nipple, still not taking his eyes off Vegas' pupils, which were reflected in the mirror.

Madness gripped Pete's body. For the first time, the brunet felt an indomitable lust, fueled by the dark eyes staring at him. One of the hands pumped heavily on tense penis, while the other wandered through a sensitive chest, stopping often at perky nipples. The silence in the room was pierced by his loud breaths, and when he noticed his peeper letting pants slip down, showing considerable proof of his excitement, Pete groaned again, unable to stop imagining what it would be like to have this miracle of nature in his mouth. Suck on it and lick it dark pink head, seeing above stranger fiery eyes, forcing him to make a better effort to make him cum. Was he good enough to be able to push its entire length deep into his throat until the only thing Pete had left to do was pray for air? As if it were to feel how a stranger comes firmly in his mouth, fills him with his semen and marks him forever with his fragrance.

Because he must smell amazing. Masculine, maybe earthy fragrance? Pete has always loved the scents of nature, which is why he often strolled through the woods that grew next to his family home when he was still a young boy. One night, after the bet with friends, he went inside naked and spent almost whole night there, just wondering around. When he finally came back, he realized that there was something he would never share with others. A secret that he will take with him to the grave. Pete loved the feeling he had when he was naked in places where people could be. Maybe that's why now, standing in front of the mirror, watched by a sexy neighbor from the opposite direction, the man did not feel embarrassment but pure lust.