Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Popping the Cork - a True Story

Yesterday afternoon, I heard our gay neighbor across the way entertaining his guests in a little party. His living room windows look right into my bedroom window. His red blinds were open. I could see them in there, with their glasses in their hand. I kneeled on the bed, nude, my cock rock hard, slippery and red, the veins popping and the cock and ball rings shiny with oil. I stroked it slowly, all the way down so they could see my length. All the way up so they could see me twist my cockhead like I'm unscrewing a bottlecap. My naked body was framed in my open window. I could hear some little shouts of surprise coming from the neighbor's party. Then some nervous laughter and a glass breaking. I glanced out the window, pretending not to see the shocked looks on their faces. I didn't think they would believe that I didn't see them. They must have known I was pretending. There were seven of them. Dressed nicely, upscale. The women wore short evening dresses and lots of jewelry. The men, office casual. They still held their cocktails and wine glasses. I picked up my own wineglass, from the dresser. I cupped it in the palm of my right hand, and lowered it slowly toward my dick. My left hand pistoned up and down my veiny, rigid shaft. Over and over. The neighbors got really quiet. I felt my orgasm start to tingle deep between my legs. I heard a man laugh nervously. I glanced out the corner of my eye toward my audience, pretending not to see, then back at my erection. The first squirt was little, and popped out the end, dribbling into a long string. I felt a hard tug at the base of my cock and my orgasm slammed into me. My ass came up off the bed. My hips pumped back and forth like something not even human. My cock spasmed, shooting hot liquid into the air. White trails of semen spilled into the wine glass. Thick globs of sperm splashed into the clear jizz in the bottom. I pumped my sperm into the glass while they watched. Squeezed out the last drop, which trailed along the rim of the glass. Then I brought it to my lips and a drank it down, savoring the hot white jelly before swallowing it down and licking the rim for my audience. Then I lay back in front of them with a cum-glossed smile on my lips. My dick twitched as my head hit the pillow.

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