I live on a rural golf course on a cul-de-sac on the back side of the course. So, it's pretty quiet. I'm a chronic masturbator and exhibitionist, but I'm careful with the latter because of all the cell phones. I mostly limit my exposure to the confines of my house. Whenever my wife is away, I love to get naked and hard and open up the curtains on our huge glass patio doors. I've seen several golfers looking my way in the past and trying to pretend otherwise and it is exciting.
A couple months ago, a new neighbor moved in next door. His name is Joe and he is roughly my age and a real nice guy. He recently went through a nasty divorce, so he lives alone. I've invited him over for beers a few times to watch sports and we've enjoyed each other's company.
A couple weekends ago, my wife was visiting her mom out of town, so I had the entire weekend to play. As soon as she left Friday afternoon, I stripped and starting drinking beers and edging. Around midnight, I was really drunk and horny and decided to take my fun outside. It was a full moon and Florida heat outside, so I walked out on the course and stroked, hoping someone might see. When I finally came back inside, I was about ready to cum, so I turned on all the lights, opened up my curtains and finished my jack, blowing cum all over my stomach and chest. After licking up what I could, I shut everything down for the night and had a nice sleep.
The next day, I started the routine again as soon as I woke up. I was enjoying some good porn and precum and on my 6th beer when I saw someone in my back yard. I assumed it was a golfer looking for a stray ball, so I moved closer to the door to let him have a good look. It was Joe. I immediately tried to cover up and move away from the door, but I knew he saw me. There was no denying it when he came up to the glass door and knocked, peering inside. I was busted. But, it was my house, I thought, so why should I worry about it. He was the one on my property. And he was looking in through my glass door and smiling. He wasn't put off by seeing me. Being drunk and horny and not executing my best judgement, I stood up and walked to the door, no longer hiding my boner. Then I opened the door.
"Hi, Joe! What can I do for you?" Joe just stood there for a moment, smiling and looking at me. I could see that he was a bit surprised by my boldness, but he still wasn't acting annoyed. He seemed rather happy. The entire encounter was making me harder.
"Uh, Hi, Dave. Can I come in?" Joe smiled again and looked directly at my cock. "Looks like you're having a good time again." His demeanor caught me off guard. He didn't seem the least bit disturbed seeing me nude and hard. And he wanted to come inside. Not knowing what else to say, I said, "Sure. Come on in." Joe walked inside and I closed the door.
"What do you mean again?" I asked Joe, as he stepped inside. He stopped, looked at my cock and smiled again. "You know, Dave. Last night. You were putting on quite a show and the finale was... interesting. I took a lot of great pictures."
Shit! Joe had witnessed the entire performance last night and took pictures!! Fuck!! "Pictures? Why the hell would you do that, Joe?" I felt screwed, but Joe was still standing there and smiling. Then he pulled up a close-up of me hard and stroking on his phone and showed me.
"See, Dave. You were having a lot of fun." Joe was enjoying this and I was freaking out a little. "I took them because I thought you looked good. You have a nice body and cock. Since you opened all the curtains and walked outside nude, I figured you wouldn't mind if I took some pictures. Also, I wanted proof in case you denied it. I have other reasons, too."
I was too stunned to speak at first and the alcohol was affecting my thinking process. "Wait, Joe, you said you liked my body and cock?" I thought to myself, I'm not gay, but I did feel a little flattered. However, his comment about "other reasons" had me a little worried. "Why are you telling me this? And why did you come over this morning?" My mind was racing trying to understand what was going on.
Joe just smiled and held his hands out. "Of course I like your body and cock. You take good care of yourself and you have a nice looking cock. I was stroking my cock last night too as I watched you. It was kind of hot since I knew you wanted someone to see." Joe waited for my reaction, but I didn't say anything. "Could you at least offer me a beer, Dave?" Joe stood there and stared at my cock that was still hard as a rock during this conversation.
"Um, I don't know, Joe. Maybe you should just leave. I'm flattered by your comments, but... I have lot of things to do today. And, Debby could be home any minute." I lied about Debby, but I thought that might convince him to leave.
Joe didn't move, but stood there smiling. "That's my other reason." He said with a devious smile. "I thought you might ask me to leave. That's the other reason I took so many pictures. What if I showed them to Debby when she comes back? What would she think of your walking around on the golf course nude and then jacking off in clear view of the neighbors and licking up all your cum? So, can I please hang out with you for a while?"
