Watching
Story by AJ (aj_singapore@yahoo.com). This is my second story :) Send me your comments
I'm not a voyeur. Really. Looking at other people without their knowing doesn't really excite me. What I saw really was an accident. I didn't mean to look across my block of flats to the next one. I don't know what caused me to look through that window. At first it seemed normal, a boy, probably in his mid-teens, waking up on that lazy Saturday morning.
I don't know what made me continue to watch him. It wasn't on purpose. I could have looked through any other window. Just pure luck that I looked through his window. I saw him get up from the bed, and he wasn't wearing any shorts. He wasn't even wearing briefs or boxers. Instead what he was wearing was pink. They had to be panties. I don't think they actually made pink briefs. I was... intrigued. It wasn't that I found guys wearing panties sexy, but it was more of the way this guy wore them. It was skin tight. I couldn't resist. I took my eyes away for a while to find my father's binoculars. Once I found them, I took a closer look. Oh yes, the panties just seemed to fit him so well. They weren't too tight until they were stretching at the seams like I saw some of my girlfriends. And they weren't too loose either. I could see he had a hard on, because of the bulge at the bottom. I saw some white at the bottom, so I guessed he used sanitary pads too.
I moved my attention to his upper body. His T-shirt was off now, and his hand was on his breast. He was quite fit looking. Maybe a little plump, which gave him some fat for small breasts. The bra was probably an A cup. It was the kind girls in their early teens wore. In fact I myself had such bras. I didn't believe in those with hard, fixed cups to make a girl's breasts look bigger. Looks like he felt the same way too. The bra was a little too tight, and the side strap seemed to dig into his body. But that tightness probably gave him more 'breast'.
He turned around and walked out of his room. It was a two-storey flat, and the windows and door downstairs were closed, so I assumed no one else was in, and that he went for a bite. I hoped he wouldn't take long. After about ten minutes of long waiting, I saw movement and resumed my shameless voyeurism.
He sat down in front of his computer. Soon I saw his left hand over his breast, squeezing and rubbing. Unknowingly, my left hand too went to my breast and mimicked his actions. Of course, since I was a girl, I definitely felt more sensations when I did that. After a while, his hand went down to his privates. My view of his lower body was blocked, but I could guess what he was doing. I pulled my shorts down, but resisted the urge to pull my panties down. Instead I decided to copy him. I put my finger on my clit and pressed. I felt a wetness there. It felt strange because it was the first time I felt my wetness through my panties. I moved my finger to and fro along my clit. I saw his arm move faster, and followed suit. It really felt good, but I wanted to climax at the same time as he did. His right hand went to his breast, and he started pinching his nipples. Because I needed the binoculars, I rested the binos on the window and did it too, feeling a shockwave of excitement hit me. His arm moved even faster, and I increased my rubbing too. The panties felt so restrictive that I felt like breaking a whole in them to put my finger into my clit, but I tried not to. I saw him stiffen, with his eyes closed, and I orgasmed. The feeling was nothing like I ever felt before, I wonder if it was because of me secretly watching him, or the slow build-up which he did. My legs felt soft and I rested my body on the desk. I saw him rubbing himself again. I remember reading somewhere that guys could only orgasm once, whereas girls could orgasm a few times in a row. But I guess he was trying anyway. It was faster this time, and again, he stiffened. I also orgasmed.
I finally stopped my voyeurism, and sat on my bed, breathing heavily. As I took my panties off to wash them, I wondered if I should try to meet him... I really think I would like that...