Sunset with him

Before sunset on a Friday, I arrived home all tired and frustrated after a long day from work. I unbuckled my belt, bent over and untied my shoes. I aggressively removed my shirt one button unintentionally detached from one of my sleeves. I was still thinking about my boss shouting during our meeting earlier.

"What the fuck!" I murmured while picking the loose button from the floor. I removed my clothes and fully naked inside my room. I took the towel and I went to my walking closet, switched on the light, and threw my used clothes in the laundry box. Switching the light off would take me more time so I didn't and left it open. I went back to my bedroom and slammed my body, face down straight to my bed. My towel was laying on the floor.

I am butt naked but I don't care, I said to myself giving emphasis to the last three words that I've just said. There's no one else at home but myself.

I can still smell the blanket freshly made by the housekeeper. She went home early and already prepared my meals for tonight. I turned around staring at the ceiling, my arms over my forehead. I was tired. Very tired. I put my hands under my head, still staring at the ceiling and had a short glance at the bedroom balcony. My nose was near my left armpit. Its hair almost touching the tips of my nose. I never shaved my armpit before, I thought. Why would I shave my armpit? Other guys did it.

I did a small gasp of air and stood up standing right in front of the mirror exposing my bare-chested self my skin touching the glistening light from my window. I always check myself before leaving for work and when I return right after I take my clothes off. I even take a couple of selfies through the mirror and post it on Instagram. By the way, damn you Instagram! You deleted my photo a couple of days ago and tagged it as explicit. I was only showing my new Calvin Klein underwear through the bathroom mirror. Dickhead!

I was flexing my arms checking if I look good in the mirror. Rubbed my face and thought of getting a quick trim. My facial hair is starting to grow again. No! I'd do that later, perhaps soon If I have time. I look great with the little scruff on my face. I'll leave it as is.

I was twisting, flexing, and often rubbing my hairy chest and abdomen. I passed by the gym before I arrived home but didn't stay long because I couldn't forget the drastic screaming of my boss in the office. Wait. I wanted to get a cup of hot coffee to destress but decided not to because I was thinking of doing this. I grabbed my cock and rubbed it. That's what guys do, with or without intention. I did grab my flaccid balls, too, and back to my cock. I have an urge to touch myself more but never to shoot my load. Not today. Maybe before going to bed. I don't know. What the hell I was thinking?

I needed to freshen up. At least get some fresh air at the balcony. I couldn't dare to display my naked body outside (unlike my neighbor whom I believe works at the gym a couple of blocks away from here). So, I took my gray sweatpants hanging at the wardrobe door and put it on me.  I snapped the waistband into my body and gave a whispered "Ouch!"

I rubbed my stinging skin with my right hand and positioned my penis with the left because I was having a slight hard-on from touching myself earlier. My bulging cock might look obvious on my gray sweatpants. But who cares? I'm staying on the 7th floor and the building next to mine didn't even reach 5th. My neighbors might see me and my bulge when I'm relaxing at the balcony, but then again, who cares?

I only have my used pair of shorts from last night. I checked the surrounding through the glass window to see if someone's outside. The coast was clear. I'm alone outside. I'm going to be alone. I'm quite worried because I was half naked with my dick sticking out from my gray sweatpants. But still, I went outside through the door going to my bedroom balcony to have a relaxing glimpse of the sunset. I'll wait until it would turn dark getting ready for dinner and that's the time I would return back into my bedroom.

My surrounding was quite calming. I could smell the air passing through my nostrils. I can hear muted shouting from below, from the neighborhood and some beeps from the traffic away from here. But overall, it was pleasing. It was relaxing. I was touching my cock again.

My cock hardened again, the head pressing my sweatpants it's clear from up here. I looked. It was obvious now. But I kept rubbing my cock I started to feel goosebumps at the back of my neck, my chest (I pinched my nipples sometimes just to intensify my urge to cum), rubbed the back of my neck because the feeling was becoming more pleasurable. I rubbed my pecs and abdomen. I even rubbed the lining of my adonis belt, my pelvic muscle, and letting my hand lower until it's caressing my dick. The sunset was still there, I could still see the blue skies turning red-orange.

My cock started to throb rapidly I wanted to cum so bad. But I don't like to drench my sweatpants because I still needed to go to the nearest grocery to grab something to nibble while I watch TV later tonight. But I can't help but keep rubbing and stroking my cock I can feel precum slowly gushing. I wanted to take my sweatpants off, outside. This is extreme. I never jerked off in public.

I saw the lounge chair ready to receive my already stiff body. My knees started to shake as I reach orgasm to release my juice and shoot my load dry. When I was about to position myself to give more pleasure and finish jacking off, I heard a small moan from my right, from the neighbor's balcony. All of sudden, when I turned my head, I saw another half-naked guy.

"Shit!"

I didn't notice earlier but Jason was standing there. He's wearing his gym shorts. He, too, was rubbing his cock. He was biting his lips, staring at me.

"You're enjoying yourself," he said.

"And so are you!" I pulled my sweatpants straight and wanted to say sorry for being an idiot. But I said another. My mind's not working from being embarrassed.

"Y-you were there all along?" It was obvious I was rattled and stuttering. What the fuck just happened?

He jumped over the metal fence separating our balconies, saying, "Yeah, just right on time you started rubbing 'THAT!'." He was looking at my bulging dick against my sweatpants.

"What's up? I---" I wasn't even finished what I was trying to say when he came near me his dick pointing to mine.

"I want this," he said whispering, grabbing my cock with his right hand. His left rested on my shoulder touching my bare skin. I gasped and froze. I can still feel his hand grabbing my fully erected cock and his other hand sliding on my back going to my right ass cheek. He suddenly grabbed my body closer to his I started to feel his breathing on my chest.

The feeling was getting more intense. I can still feel his warm breathing blowing on my upper body and my mouth half open with the sexual push of getting hooked that I wanted to kiss him.◼︎

𝒜𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓁 𝒜𝓃𝒹𝓇ℯ𝓌𝓈 ♛