1. A Lovely View


    Date: 1/26/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Exhibitionism, Masturbation, Teen Male/Teen Females, Voyeurism, Young, Author: Squirrelboy, Rating: 87.8, Source: sexstories.com

    “I can’t believe how hard it looked!” Wakaura said to Cloe as they dashed up the stairs, both giggling. “My brother’s is always so floppy.” “It’s ‘cause he wanted to have… you know… sex.” Cloe said this just as Wakaura opened the door to her bedroom and they finally exploded into full laughter, rolling on the floor. After only a few seconds, Wakaura stood and looked out the window. “Is he back?” Cloe asked, joining her friend, but saw for herself that the boy across the street wasn’t. “Crap, he didn’t come back. Still, that was pretty damn brave of him. Did you see his face when he realized that we were looking at… Wait! There he is!” This last Wakaura squealed out, pointing and Cloe followed the other girl’s gaze. Indeed, there stood the same boy, stark naked, just as he’d been a minute before, except that he was now in an upper story window instead of standing brazenly in the living room. The two girls had been outside hanging out when Wakaura had whispered, “Oh my God, look,” her face slack in astonishment. Cloe had looked to see the boy standing in his living room, penis erect. It had been the first time Cloe had seen a boy’s privates and she wasn’t sure of what to make of them. At the time, she’d just been shocked, unable to truly process what she was looking at. Wakaura had looked over at her, eyes wide, and then looked back at the boy, who must have realized that they were both staring at him, because he dropped down below the window sill and out of their view. Without ...
    a word, the two friends had looked at each other and dashed inside. Now Cloe had a chance to study what was in front of her. Unfortunately, there were two windows separating them from the boy instead of just one, and the distance was just a little greater, but the boy was closer to the window, making it not as shadowy. He skin was a pale white, had brown hair, both above and below, and wore glasses. As before, his penis stood straight up. If she had to guess, the private was probably five or six inches long. “Oh my GOD, I think he’s standing on a box or something,” Wakaura breathed, and Cloe realized that her friend must be right, unless the boy was crazy tall. “Do you think he sees us?” Cloe said, her mouth rather dry, and her friend shook her head. “No, he’d probably run again,” she giggled. “Hold on a second.” Without an explanation, Wakaura bolted away from the window to her bedroom door, closing and locking it. “I don’t know, Wakaura, it’s pretty obvious that he wants us to see him,” Cloe said as the other girl joined her again. “But I think you’re right. I don’t think he sees us.” They just stared at the boy for another few seconds. He was looking around, up and down the street, and Cloe realized that he hadn’t seen them go inside. “Maybe he thinks we went down the street.” Wakaura nodded. “Let’s let him know we’re here. See what he does.” Before Cloe could protest—she really didn’t want the guy to run away; she liked looking at him—her friend started to wave. Thinking ...
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