u/tyradawnx — tumbrall

Years ago, I moved into a detached house that I had just bought and next door lived a very handsome plumber Brad (and his wife) Brad was a beefy muscular, gym going man, the kind who entered the strongest man competitions. Always in his company’s black jumper, tight shorts and steel toecap boots. His legs and arms covered in tattoos, short cropped hair, and quite a full well groomed beard. He was very pleasing to the eye. His wife a nurse, who worked a lot of nigh shifts at the hospital. They were friendly enough, but we didn’t make friends. Just the occasional hello. Upstairs I had an office for work, with one full length window in it. This window was on the side of the house and dead opposite was my neighbours window. His house was quite close to mine, only two pathway separated the houses. Bad build design I know. But it was the only window you couldn’t really see the street or the back of the house. The only thing you could see was brick wall from my neighbours house and their window and they had the same view. It was perfect as an office as there were no distractions from outside. I didn’t know what they used there room for as they had a blind on theirs and it was permanently closed. I sometimes saw a light going on, but not enough but I could never see anything. My desk was against the wall and my chair was in front of the window. (Was a small box room)

Anyway one day I was working from home, sat at my desk waiting for one email to come through at the end of the day. I needed to sort something the next day I needed the email to be able to print it off. So I just sat there patiently waiting. I never really looked out the window because there was not a view. I went downstairs made myself a coffee, and brought it back to my office. I sat on my chair and the email still hasn’t come through. I took a few sips of my coffee, and swizzled around in my chair. It was then that I have noticed that next doors blind was half way up. Which was very unusual as I said it had always been permanently closed. The light was on, but nobody in the room. Seemed like their room was a, spare room/walk-in wardrobe, the room was just full of drawers and rails with clothes on. Holding my coffee I stood up, got closer to my window and peered in to their room, being nosey. I was having a good look when suddenly the door in their room swung open. Luckily the blind in their room, like I said was only half up. Instinctively I knew it was Brad, as I could see his legs, his waist (with a towel, wrapped around him) and a part of his torso. The top half was blocked by the blind. I jumped out of my skin and sat back down on my chair. Just in case he opened the blind fully, and saw me spying on him.

I sat back down but didn’t fully turn my chair all the way back to my desk. Sat down I could see a little bit more all the way up to his pecks. I literally couldn’t take my eyes off him. The white towel he had draped around his waist was tight, I can see a huge bulge in his groin area. He was in the room just picking out some clothes, faffing around a little I couldn’t quite see what doing. He turned to the side then Suddenly he grabbed the side of the towel and let it fall to the floor. Fuck me that was an amazing sight to see. I could see from the side his peachy sexy, purt, ass, and the outline of his dick, protruding out, but pointing downwards. He looked like a big boy. He picked up a tub of moisturiser and proceeded to rub it all over his arms, and torso. Luckily for me I was wearing jogging bottoms and was going commando, as at this point my dick was so hard. I set down my coffee and put one hand in my pants and grabbed my cock, I tugged on in slightly. But didn’t take it out.

Brad scooped another handful of moisturiser from out the tub, and turned facing away from me, his back, legs and ass now in full view. With his hands covered in moisturiser, he started to apply it to his bum cheeks, up and down he went on his ass rubbing in the cream, his side and top half of his thighs and part of his lower back. It felt like I was watching a porno, he was very thorough in rubbing that cream into his skin. I could feel my dick throbbing and twitching with every movie he made. Especially when he moisturised the inside of his crack. I could feel lots of pre-Cum oozing out of my cock, with my finger I rubbed my end several times. Still slowly and gently tugging it too. Brad then turned and faced the window. Finally, I had the full frontal experience. His hands were still behind him applying the moisturiser to his bum. I could now see his delicious looking cock hanging there proudly in front of his beautiful hairy balls, to say he was a well groomed man, he wasn’t downstairs. He had a good dark pubic bush, and hairy balls on him. But I found that sexy. He then started to use the last bit of access's moisturiser in his hands on his soft dick. Pulling it down as he applied it, from base to tip, circling his balls to make sure every bit was being moistened. It was so exciting watching him. His hand reached out to the tub to get some more. He slid it between his hands, and started to moisturise the top of his legs and thighs. Again carefully rubbing it in, push pushing the cream downwards. He then lifted one leg up, putting his foot on the top of some draws (he was very flexible, I thought to myself) and started to moisturise his shins. This made his dick swing like a pendulum in the air. At this point I want to pull my cock out of my pants and tug quick and hard, wank myself off. but I didn’t dare. I could see a wet patch forming on my joggers, I was leaking so bad.

Down went one leg and up went the other, to moisturise. I couldn’t take my eyes off his cock and balls. Once he had fully moisturised the other leg it went back down to the floor. Again the access on his hands he used on his penis. Stroking it, pulling it, cusping his balls. He bent over slightly to the side, and reached out to grab something….. a stool! I was so transfixed on his soft cock, the thought hadn’t even occurred to me that he was going to sit on it. And just like that he did. I didn’t move and sat still. Luckily he didn’t look up. Instead he grabs a more moisturiser has started doing his feet looking down the whole time. His legs spread wide apart, balls hanging over the edge of the stool. Dick lying proudly on top. My heart was racing, he could’ve looked up at any point and seen me sat in my chair with my hand down my pants staring at him. I don’t know why but I couldn’t turn my chair around or look away. But I did take my hands out of my pants… once he had finished moisturising his feet he sat back upright. I took this opportunity and stood up and went to the other side of the room to switch off my light. Just so my room was in darkness and he couldn’t see me. Quickly went back over to my chair and sat down.

Brad was still sat on the stool and now looking at his phone. I don’t know what he was looking at, maybe some pictures of women, because with the other hand he started fondling himself. Cusping his balls at first, then grabbing his meat. Tugging ever so gently, until it started to grow. I could see him getting semi excited with whatever he was looking at on his phone. My hand went straight down my pants again. Brad continued to play gently with his cock for a few minutes, never getting fully erected. He also looked up into my window a few times, but I don’t think he could see me or anything, because he could probably only see his own reflection in his window, as I was in darkness. I took the opportunity to pull my joggers to my ankles so I could stroke myself while watching him. Just as I did and sat back down, he stood up, and pulled the blind fully up. He put down his phone and started posing in the window, probably could see his own reflection. He was flexing his muscles his semi erected cock bouncing around as he moved. I was literally wanking myself off quite fast now. It was thrilling knowing he couldn’t see me but I was enjoying the show. Suddenly as I was just getting into the swing of it, my laptop pinged, and lit up like a Christmas tree! It illuminated the whole room and me. I quickly released my cock reached out and slammed my laptop shut. I turned back to look at Brad, it was too late, he definitely had seen me. After all he was staring directly into the window. He had moved closer to the window, cusping his hands over his eyes and forehead, pressed up against the glass. Staring straight into my soul, it felt. I stood still and didn’t dare move, not even an inch. Definitely was a passion killer, I could feel my cock deflating and my heart beating. What a stupid mistake, leaving my laptop open. Brad pulled away from the window, and closed the blind fully.

I pulled up my joggers, grabbed my laptop/mobile and ran downstairs. I sat in my lounge nervously and started to think, he would come around to mine and kick off. He must have seen me. There’s no way he didn’t. An hour went past and I tried shaking the fact he caught me, wanking off - staring at him, but at the same time couldn’t stop fantasising about him. As I walked upstairs to bed later that night, laptop and water in hand, I went to my bedroom first and placed the water down on my bedside table. I then walked down my hallway to my office door to put my laptop back, I had kept the upstairs in darkness since earlier. I was very hesitant to open the door and as I did, I did it very slow slowly. I peeked around the doorway, looking straight through the window at his. His house was still in darkness and his blind still closed. Phew! I thought to my self. I swung the door open and walked in the room and placed the laptop down on the desk. I left the door open unconsciously as I walked back down the hallway. Opposite the office door, down the hallway was my bathroom door. So if you were stood where Brad was earlier in his house you’d probably be able to see my bathroom. I walked into the bathroom, switched on the light and got undressed to have a shower. I never closed the bathroom door as I lived on my own. And to be honest never have thought about closing it and didn’t that evening either. My shower was behind the door anyway so you would never been able to see me in there except when I’ve got out.

I had my shower, jumped out grabbed the towel and started to dry myself. As I was drying myself out the corner of my eye I noticed his light was on in his window again. I quickly wrapped the towel around my waist and I turned and looked. His blind was halfway up again and there was Brad sat on his stool completely naked and wanking himself off. He was closer to the window though this time. As before, his face was hidden by the blind. I quickly switched off my bathroom light and walked down the hallway to get a better look. Hesitant I stopped at my office doorway. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, Brad had his legs wide open, one hand seductively rubbing his torso, the other pleasuring himself, beating his fully exposed, erect cock. His balls bouncing around with every stroke. I was transfixed again. I removed my towel throwing it on the floor, and went and sat on my chair to enjoy the show.

Was Brad deliberately putting on a show for me? At this point I was now fully erected again watching him beat his meat. I joined in what he was doing myself. I sat at the edge of the chair and started to wank myself off, in unison with Brad. A few minutes went by, and I noticed Brad toes started curling, gripping and scrunching up. This could only be one thing that he was about to cum. I myself was about to do the same thing. Like a volcano erupting, Brad suddenly squirted his load. It went shooting out of his cock into the air, like a machine gun. Splattering all over his window. He was a heavy cummer, almost spraying the bottom half of the window. It started trickling down the window. Before he came to a stop. The site of this had me coming too. My toes curling, I proceeded to shoot my load all over the floor. (Thankfully a wooden floor) I bust a good load too, I was so horny from wanking my self earlier and not finishing. I could see Brad squeezing every last drop out of his cock, as was I. Once he had finished he stood up and closed the blind, leaving his cum dripping down the window. I grabbed my towel that I’ve thrown on the floor earlier and with my feet wiped up the mess I had created.

I picked the towel up and left the room throwing it in the wash basket, and then got into bed. As I laid there I started thinking about the whole situation. Obviously when he caught me checking him out the first time he wasn’t really doing anything sexual as such. But this time seemed like he was deliberately showing off for me because he had caught me watching him earlier. Did he get off knowing that I was watching? He obviously liked the fact that I caught him earlier and he must’ve had a kink for people watching him perform. Or was he just wanking off to his own reflection in the window? Not that I was complaining I enjoyed the show. I couldn’t stop smiling to myself. It wasn’t long before I fell asleep.

My alarm woke me up the next morning, and I once I got out of bed I went to the toilet. I couldn’t help but wonder if he had left the spunk on his window. I finished pissing shook my cock, flushed the toilet and went to go see. I walked across the hallway cautiously, as I was still naked and went into my office. It had gone, his window was clean. Blind was closed. He must’ve at some point opened the blind and cleaned it off. I put on some boxers and went downstairs to make a coffee. My kitchen window faces the street and our driveways, as I was waiting for the coffee machine to make my drink I looked out of the window. Brad had just left his house and was walking up to his van, he opened the van door, looked up and saw me in the window. Fuck what was it about him catching me at every window! He must’ve thought I was a really nosy fucking neighbour. Again I froze not wanting to look stupid, and diving out the way. But strangely he just smiled and gave a big wave straight at me. I smiled and waved back, he got in his van and drove off.

Confused and dazed, my first thought was that he hadn’t seen me, and he was just beating his meat to his own reflection. Anyway who cared he obviously wasn’t bothered either way as I just got a wave and a smile. About two minutes after Brad had gone in his van his wife then pulled up in her nurses uniform obviously just finished her nightshift. I did move out of the window at this point, as I felt a slight guilt that I had watched her husband wank himself off. I got ready and left the house myself, to go to work as I was working in the office that day. The day went quite quickly and smoothly, the thought of Brad, popped him into my head every now and then throughout the day. I smiled to myself each time. On my way home I picked up a few essentials went to see a friend for a coffee, then arrived back home. I noticed Brad’s van was not there his wife’s car was. I made some dinner and afterwards sat down in my lounge relaxing watching TV. Around 7 pm Brad’s wife in her nurses uniform left for work again. Shortly after Brad pulled up in his van and got out. He was in his gym gear and looking fierce, sweaty and sexy. It dawned on me at that point I was really nosy neighbour. It also dawned on me that Brad would be heading for a shower and I wondered if he was going to put on another show.

I jumped up out of my seat, and went upstairs to my office. I switched the light on as I was fully clothed. And a bit more brazen. I sat down at my desk noticing his blind was closed. I was a bit disappointed. I stuck around for a while, and started looking on the Internet at lots of different things. (Mainly shopping) about 40 minutes had passed and I thought to myself, no-show tonight. As soon as I thought it, I quickly noticed the light come on in his room, his blind started to lift up, revealing his naked legs. I didn’t turn from my desk and slyly looked so I could turn away if you need be. It didn’t take long for him to raise the blind, but for me it was like watching it in slow motion, as I got to see every inch of him bit by bit. As the blind creeped further up towards his crotch area. To my disappointment he was wearing some tight boxer shorts and not naked. Further up still, he revealed his lovely naked torso. But this evening the blind didn’t stop there it went all the way to the top revealing his face and head. I tried to not look but I kept side eyeing. He stood there for a few minutes looking at me. As I did another quick glance he knew that I’ve seen him and gave me a smile and quick wave. I turned in my chair smiled and waved back. He moved the blind back down less than halfway covering up his face again. I watched as he took off his pants sat on the stool once more and proceeded to get himself hard by wanking. As he had the night before.

So he was an exhibitionist! Honestly that was fine with me! I whipped off my jeans to my ankles sat down and we both did what we did the night before. It was like Groundhog Day everything exactly as it was the night before. He closed the blind with his spunk still dripping down the window. I was thrilled to know that I would get this every time his wife was at work. Afterwards I cleaned up and headed back downstairs. About half an hour later my doorbell rang, I got up to go and answer it and open the door. There he was in all his splendour, Brad in his short tight shorts, bulge sticking out a mile, black vest with his muscles popping out like Hulk, just wearing sliders. In his hand a small tool belt all, wrapped up. I’ve never seen him this close before he was a beautiful man. “Hi Brad, you ok?” I said nervously. Not sure why he’d come round. “Yeah all good thanks, sorry to bother you mate but I noticed your overflow pipe was leaking, quite a bit, do you want me to quickly have a look at it for you?” I paused for a second not knowing if this was code for my penis was leaking and it was something sexual or he was actually talking about my boiler. His eyebrow raised as if to say…well? “Oh, I hadn’t noticed, but sure thanks if you don’t mind that is?” I replied opening the door wider to let him in, showing him the way to the boiler. Fuck me this walking spunk machine was actually in my house.

He got to work straight away pushing out his tush as he bent over tinkering with the boiler. Oh no! I could feel my cock Twinging in my pants. I couldn’t get hard while he was in the same room. I tried to distract myself by asking him if he wanted a drink? “Sure a beer would be good, it’s been a long day.” He replied not turning around, continuing to fix the problem. I grabbed us a few beers, placing his beside him, he reached out and took a couple of swigs before continuing with what he was doing. It wasn’t long before he had found the problem, fixed it and closed up the boiler. He turned to me after he had finished and lent on the side of the counter with his ass, and with his legs crossed in front of him, sipping his beer. The only problem with that was, it pushed his bulge out even further. “The float valve was stuck so no major problems, all fixed now mate.” he said in his deep husky voice. “Oh thanks for that mate how much do I owe you?” I politely replied. “Just a couple of more of these beers should cover it.” he said winking and smiling. I walked over the fridge to go and get a couple more out for him, he realised what I was doing and quickly said “We can drink them together though mate.” I was excited and scared at the same time. Excited that he was in my house and that I’ve seen ALL of him for the last two nights, scared he was here to beat me up for watching him, or scared the fact he was here to destroy my arsehole.

“I see, yeah sounds good….. So why has your day been long?” I asked. “Just a job I’m currently doing for some rich twat, he’s constantly on us and his house is covered in CCTV and he’s watching us all the time. You know I don’t mind being watched but I don’t like being recorded I had a little argument about it with him. And threatened to not continue to do the job for him and cause him problems, if he didn’t switch off the cameras. You get my drift?” He stated raising both eye eyebrows, looking serious. Sharp as a tool, I instantly knew what he was getting at, He definitely was not talking about a job he was doing. He was warning me not to take photos or video him while he wanked off for me. So I quickly replied “Your customer is Bang out of order doing that, I would never record or take photos of anybody just doing their job.” “Glad we’re on the same page mate. It’s reassuring to know that I’m not the only one that thinks that way.” he said smiling and then gave me a cheeky wink. I hadn’t done that anyway but he was warning me not to. And I didn’t want the show to stop so I was happy to oblige. Unfortunately. It had crossed my mind. But if you saw the size of Brad, you’d be a little bit scared to go against what he said.

Brad continued the conversation by saying “Although you know. I wouldn’t mind catching a glimpse of this man’s CCTV, especially when it’s recording his sexy Thai lady boy wife, Walking around in her lace panties and bra. To say she’s a man she’s fit as fuck, better looking than most women, me and the lads have been watching her all day. Haha, I could watch her play with her man pussy with a dildo, in panties all day. I’d bang and tap that ass all day too. Do you know what I mean?” I just laughed and nodded. Seriously did Brad think I was straight? I was confused what was going on in this conversation. I know it’s a usual manly chat this kind of thing amongst straight men, but why was he telling me? “Anyway I better get back round home, do you mind if I take a few beers with me?” He said moving towards me. “Sure, no problem, thanks for fixing my leak.” I replied, as I’ve passed him some more beers. We got to the front door, he turned and said “Mate, you ever been to Thailand before?” I shook my head from side to side in response to say no. “Me and the lads, go every year like. It’s Fucking hot, banging some lady boys. Most of them are quite small and petite….bit like your build, (looking me up and down, I was taken back for a second) they have great asses as well. If you catch my drift. FYI my favourite ones are long dark haired, wearing red lacy knickers and matching bra. Red lipstick too, that’s If your planning on doing some shopping? I fuck them like rabbits, all night long.” With that said he winked at me, laughed evilly, slapped me on the shoulder and left, closing the door behind him.

I don’t think I have ever been so insulted in all my life. I stood there and was gob smacked. How dare he compare me to looking like a feminine lady boy. Sure… I am short, clean shaven with an athletic build. But I have a sizeable penis, hairy ish legs and chest. I went back into the kitchen and continued to drink my beer, contemplating on what he just said to me. Suddenly it clicked in my head, was Brad insinuating that if I was to dress up like a Thai lady boy that he would fuck my ass all night long? Surely not? I had never been interested in dressing like a girl, or putting any panties on. Just wasn’t my thing. I stood and thought over it for a while…. But who was I to miss that opportunity of being fucked like a bitch, if that’s what he was getting at. I quickly sat down went online ordered myself a brown dark long wig. Some red Lacey knickers and bra that matched, (guessing and googling my size) some bright red lipstick, and some hair removal cream. Then Click….too late I bought it. What the fuck was I thinking? Was I really gonna do this? Wax my hair off, dress up like a girl just to get fucked up the ass? Fuck it I thought, if I get to sit on that monster cock who cares what you look like. Haha

Well that’s a story for another day.