Adrenaline

It’s been two days now and I haven’t stopped thinking about how my son and his best friend had caught me at the end of a jerk-off session. My son didn’t seem interested in talking about it when I tried to bring it up that evening, and has since acted like it never even happened.

I, on the other hand, keep feeling the excitement about the fact that I was caught. Not because it was my son that had caught me, of course, I had never thought about my son in a sexual way and I didn’t really acknowledge the idea that I ever would. His best friend, Jeremy, on the other hand, was a very cute young man and having heard what he said the other day about me being hot, well, that surprisingly got me going.

But it wasn’t just the thought of it, it was the adrenaline rush that I got after realizing I had been caught. Like, it was one of the best feelings I’ve had in a long time. I began to think about what it might be like to get caught again.

The idea of getting caught again kept invading my mind. I wasn’t a big risk taker, and just going out in public to jerk off scared me too much. I thought about letting my son catch me again, but I didn’t really want to do that.

Still, the thought of getting caught was still making me horny, so Monday morning, after my son left for school, I headed up to my bedroom and stripped out of my clothes, layed down on my bed, and began jerking off, thinking about Jeremy and the fact that he said I was hot.

I wasn’t really paying attention to anything else and basically jumped out of my skin when a bird hit my bedroom window. I didn’t think much of it, and headed over to the window to see if the bird had fallen on the window box outside. As I arrived at the window I realized that I hadn’t closed the curtains as I normally do. But the biggest surprise I got was that across the way, in the house next door, the neighbour, a young man that had recently moved in not that long ago, was looking out his own bedroom window.

I suddenly froze. I was naked, still erect, precum dripping off my tip, in front of my bedroom window across from the new neighbour. A moment had passed, and it didn’t seem like he seemed to notice me. I mean, I didn’t have the light in my room, and the sun was shining, it was a possibility he couldn’t actually see me.

Actually, the new neighbour was pretty good looking. I watched as he began to move around his bedroom. Even though he made no indication that he could see me, I could definitely see him. He began taking his shirt off, then his pants, then his underwear. Then he went into his bathroom. I couldn’t see him anymore, but I had already seen enough. I closed my eyes, grabbed my hard cock, and began jerking off thinking about his hot youthful hairy body.

Squirt after squirt, when I was done jerking off my cum flew out of my cock all over the window. I opened my eyes back up, and could see my neighbour again. He was standing back in front of his bedroom window. He was looking right across at me. And he was still naked and hard as a rock, a huge smile on his face, and was furiously jerking himself off. It wasn’t long after that he came, squirting his cum all over his own bedroom window. Afterwards, he gave me a friendly wave. I awkwardly waved back. Then, he just got dressed and left his bedroom. I grabbed some tissues and wiped the cum off my window.

The next time I looked over, his own bedroom window was clean, and the curtains were now closed. We’ve waved “hi” to each other a few times since then, just in passing, but not a thing more.