Sneak over to the Applebottom's yard (Tommy's POV)

You peek through the fence at your hot neighbor Joy asleep on her deck chair. It's difficult to resist the temptation to drag your cock out of your shorts and start stroking it again.

If Joy Applebottom had any idea the effect her body has on boys she'd probably become a nun. You spent countless nights abusing yourself to the thought of her in one of your sister's little catholic school uniforms. Those big breasts straining the buttons of her shirt. The bottom of her luscious butt visible each time her skirt bounces with her hip-swinging walk. She's almost too much to stand.

Only a girl like her would fall asleep topless on her deck. You stare at her huge tits exposed and soaking up the sun. Her little pink nipples are soft in the warmth and as amazingly mouth-watering as you always imagined.

'Doesn't she know she's torturing me?' You think, but then you remember the camera clutched in your left hand.

You lift it to the hole in the fence and snap several more pictures. The results are as disappointing as your earlier photos. Blurry, blocked by leaves, and difficult to really make out. Maybe enough for you to jerk off to in your bedroom, but not clear enough for anyone to recognize Joy.

'I could go over there and take all the pictures I want,' you realize. 'But what if she catches me? She could call the cops or...or...worse. She could get one of her beefy friends from the football team to kick my ass.'

Looking at Joy's perfect body practically glowing in the sun you realize an ass-kicking would be worth it. You have to get in close and take some better pictures. You creep silently over to the gate into the Applebottom's backyard and open the latch.

You move quietly through the grass towards the pool and deck area, stealthing like a ninja from one of your anime movies. You freeze as Joy shifts slightly in the chair, bringing a hand up to one of her breasts and resting her fingers across her nipple. You wait, your heart pounding in your chest, until you a certain she is asleep.

When you're satisfied by the steady rise and fall of her tits and her soft snore you begin to move in closer. You can smell the tanning oil. You're so close you can see the tiny bumps on her quarter-sized areolae and the faint golden hairs on her arm. Her full lips are parted slightly and you can see the outline of her vagina through the tight crotch of her bathing suit. The sight of her so close nearly makes you explode in your underwear.

A grin spreads across your face as you begin to document Joy's topless figure with your digital camera. Hi-res and in vivid color, the pictures are looking amazing. You circle around her, unconsciously getting closer and closer as you snap the naughty photos that will hopefully launch your best summer of jerking off ever.

Almost without realizing you have circled to within arm's reach of her. The urge to touch her, just feel her body in some small way, is overpowering. So, too, is the urge to yank your rock-hard dick out and rub one out to Joy from point blank range. You could even leave her a parting gift.