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watching him and he quietly enjoyed the attention.
     
Ricky knew the guy had just divorced his wife, just sold his house, and he was moving
     
out of the neighborhood in a week. They’d only been married a year, and the guy hadn’t even
     
lived in that house for a full year. (Ricky’s mother was dying to know what had happened and
     
why they’d divorced so soon.) He was in his mid-thirties, had a receding hairline, and was into
     
cycling. On weekends, he was always outside in his driveway fooling with his expensive bicycle, wearing his tight black cycling gear and a tiny little hat. Though Ricky had never been interested
     
in this guy sexually, he did find it both flattering and exciting this guy was interested in him. And
     
though he wasn’t as sexy as the taxi driver at the airport, he did have a nice body and a thick
     
round bulge between his legs when he wore cycling shorts. Oh, Ricky had checked him out, too,
     
when he wasn’t looking.
     
So Ricky figured he give his neighbor a real good show that night, sort of a moving-away
     
present. Without being obvious, Ricky glanced up at the window again, out of the corner of his
     
eye. Ricky saw his outline, not his actual image. Now the guy was standing to the side of the
     
window, holding the curtain open with one hand and tugging his penis with the other. Evidently,
     
he wanted to see more of Ricky, and Ricky couldn’t wait to show him.
     
Ricky took a gulp of vodka and removed his shirt slowly. He threw the shirt on the back
     
on the lounge chair and jacked his erection a few times. When he was completely naked, he
     
lifted his arms and stretched them all the way up. Then he turned to the side so his neighbor
     
could see he was fully erect. He stood there for a moment, just stretching and posing, bending
     
and arching. A minute after that, he braced his legs and dove into the swimming pool with a
     
splash.
     
Even though the water was cold, Ricky’s dick remained solid. He swam back and forth so
     
his neighbor could see his ass bounce in the water. He even did a handstand in the shallow
     
section. After that, he did a few tumbles and looked up at the window again. The guy was still
     
watching and he was still jacking.
     
When the cold water started to bother him, Ricky decided to speed things up so his
     
neighbor could get off and he could go back into the house. So he pulled a blow-up raft to the
     
center of the swimming pool, climbed on top of it, and flattened his body out face up. He spread his legs, reached down, and grabbed his erection. When he started tugging himself, he squinted
     
and looked up at his neighbor’s window. The guy had opened the window and spread the
     
curtains all the way apart. He was now standing in the window, looking down at Ricky, with his
     
shirt open, his pants down around his knees, and his hand on his cock. He had a nice body. Not
     
muscular and ripped, but toned and solid all over. And from what Ricky could see, his dick
     
wasn’t bad either. Ricky thought about inviting him down for a swim, but he didn’t want to ruin
     
the moment. If he did and the neighbor freaked out, it could have been extremely awkward.
     
Ricky kept his head back and his eyes shut. A sensation of absolute pleasure passed
     
through his entire body. His heart began to race and his penis started to pulse. He arched his back,
     
threw his left arm back over his head, and started jacking faster. For a minute or two, he even
     
lifted his legs, spread them, and fingered himself. Being naked outside, knowing another man
     
was watching him and enjoying his body so much caused his balls to jump up in his scrotum. For
     
once, his mother walking in on him didn’t even cross his mind and he felt totally guilt free. He
     
was an eighteen-year-old adult. Old enough to vote and drive.
     
It only took a few seconds and a few more pulls. Before Ricky knew it there was a stream
     
of come all over his