I stood looking at myself in the full-length bathroom mirror as I slowly towelled myself dry. I was naked and feeling horny, the bathroom window, wide open, allowing the summer breeze to caress my bare skin. Just looking at myself, was turning me on. Was it normal for a guy to find his own body arousing? I wondered. I was not gay and yet my own ripped physique was turning me on.

Maybe it was just the thought of someone else enjoying the view.

Although only nineteen, the years of boxing since I was twelve had given me a ripped abdomen and well-toned muscles with no visible fat. My favourite feature was the distinct v-shaped ridge of muscle going from my lower abs to my lower groin. Almost like an arrow directing the way to my genitalia. I had shaved my hair down there leaving just a little around the base of my cock, which further accentuated the view. I oiled my lightly tanned skin and allowed my hand to linger slightly too long as I stroked it into my semi hard cock.

I imagined exposing myself for others, enjoying the thought of someone getting turned on at the sight of me. I cast my mind back a week, to when this had actually happened. I had taken last Wednesday off work. Most people, including my housemate, were at work and the street seemed deserted. Having nothing planned and with the weather hot and sunny, I decided to chill out with a book in the sun.

As I was feeling horny and knew no one would be around to see me, I reached for a tight pair of white speedos; the result of an ill advised purchase. I had bought them on a whim, but when I got them home, they had been far too tight and skimpy to wear in public, although they did lead to some enjoyable masturbation sessions. I slipped them on and sure enough, the low slung trunks left nothing to the imagination; barely covering my semi hard cock.

I grabbed a book, my laptop, sunglasses and the sun tan oil and headed downstairs and outside. Once on the sun lounger I put on my glasses and started oiling myself up. I was feeling pretty horny being outside so close to being naked; imagining that I was putting on a bit of a show, whilst safe in the knowledge that the neighbours would all be at work.

I could feel my cock throbbing deliciously against the tight confines of its silky prison. A slight warm breeze heightening the sensation of exposure as it touched so much exposed skin. I looked down my stomach at the low slung strip of fabric stretched over my thick manhood. The speedos were below my hip bone and there was so much of my groin exposed that it was apparent I was shaven; I looked positively indecent.

I slightly moved my hips feeling my cock slide against its silky prison. A movement suddenly caught my eye from next door’s upstairs window. I kept my head still and with my eyes hidden behind the dark glasses peered in that direction.

I was sure I could see movement, but the window was hard to see into from below. I grabbed my laptop and logged into the software for my wireless security cameras. I selected the view from the hidden one mounted on a tall tree at the back of the garden. It was pointing along the rear fence; covering the approach from the rear gate. Whilst I had originally fitted it for honest reasons, it would be a lie to say other purposes had never crossed my mind.

I took control of it and rotated the camera until it was pointing straight into next door’s upstairs window and zoomed in.

Sure enough, the lady from next door was standing two feet back from her window, looking down at me. Her short skirt was rucked up at the front where her arm disappeared under it. It was making slow movements where she was clearly stroking herself, her other hand was caressing her breasts through a thin tee shirt and tweaking obviously erect nipples.

My neighbour was a well groomed lady in her forties who clearly kept herself in great shape. As I watched the screen, she started undoing the buttons up the front of the skirt until it dropped to the floor. Revealing tiny cotton panties and slim bare legs accentuated by high heels.

I could see a damp patch where her fingers were rubbing the tiny cotton triangle into herself.

As I took in this hot view I had to remind myself what her own gaze was fixed so intently on.

I felt my cock twitch at the thought of her eyes boring into my exposed body. I decided to play a game with her. She would no doubt imagine I was watching some porn on my laptop. I let my other hand rest on my crotch and lightly start running my fingers up and down the prominent nylon encased cylinder now so clearly defined.

I watched her hand stop for a second as she stepped closer to her window for a better view. Her hands then resumed their own ministrations as she ground her pussy against her hand and caressed her perky looking breasts. Her nipples looked so defined I guessed she must have no bra on, but yet they stood up so proud.

I decided to up the ante and let my fingers slide inside my speedos and started touching my now rock hard manhood directly. The neighbour clearly liked this, as her own hand slid inside the tiny strip of fabric covering her shaven pussy mound. Suddenly she lifted both arms and deftly removed her tee shirt to reveal a strappy little quarter cup bra leaving her full looking breasts bare and her perfect erect nipples exposed. She cupped her breasts and repeatedly thumbed her rock hard looking nipples. Then she reached up and unpinned her neatly arranged hair letting her rich brown locks fall haphazardly over her shoulders.

I slowly eased my trunks down at the front steadily releasing my cock and then continued to stroke the rigid shaft in plain view. I watched on the screen as she licked her lips, stepped right up to her window and let her hand stray back inside her knickers. She then pushed them down and off completely, exposing her shaven mound and the glistening folds of her aroused pussy.

I flicked my eyes, hidden behind my mirrored glasses, to the window and sure enough, she was now in plain view even without the webcam.

I pushed my trunks off completely and threw them on the ground, enjoying the feeling of complete nudity in the summer air. I picked up the oil and poured a generous amount over my belly and watched it trickle in all directions; most of it down my crotch and over my balls. My throbbing cock stuck up proudly demanded attention, but first I slowly ran my hands over my belly and upper thighs and then over my oily crotch; working it into every place, leaving it glistening. Slowly I slid my hand up to the base of my pulsing manhood.

I checked the laptop to see my voyeur in only high heels and the peek a boo bra now gyrating as she passionately ground her pussy against her hand; the other feverishly groping her breasts and squeezing her own erect nipples. She did not look like she had long to go.

With that knowledge, I gripped my throbbing shaft and started to work the oil into it. Soon every vein was bulging on its glistening length. I increased my action as I watched the hot woman above moving herself against her hand to the same tempo. I could feel my own orgasm building inside me, my balls were pulled tight and I was now grinding my own hips up to meet my hand. I slid my other oily hand past it and worked a slippery finger against my arse hole. As the feeling built towards a crescendo I pushed it inside me, the feeling of it, combined with doing something so naughty while someone watched, pushed me over the edge.

As my cock pulsed and spat in my grip shooting great globs of my semen over me I watched my voyeur staring at my show as she simultaneously had her orgasm. Her legs and belly quivering and her squealing voice audible even from there. I shot spurt after spurt over myself as my own moment of ecstasy seemed to last far longer than normal.

As I came back to my senses, I looked directly up at her window and removed my glasses. We made eye contact, a look of acknowledgement at our mutual exposure and post coital bliss. The shared look only accentuating the moment. Then she stepped away and was gone.