Page 17 of Sweet Shots

Charlie sucks dick like a champ. He definitely does this shit all the time. I find the back of his head, grasping onto his hair. My neighbor walks by again, still not noticing.

Damnit, Mikah. Pay attention to me.

I don’t know what’s got me so wound up over this guy and why I suddenly want all of his attention and approval and his ass that I bet is perfect, but I can’t seem to stop thinking about him. It’s as annoying as he is.

“Your mouth feels so fucking good,” I say as he suckles on the tip, then drags his tongue down my shaft to lick my balls. “Goddamn.”

Charlie licks his way back up my dick, taking me into his mouth again. I sneak a glance down, watching him swallow my cock. It’s a nice view, but I’d much rather a dark-haired bratty boy be here instead. My eyes fall closed and I lean my head back, enjoying the feeling of getting head. Something I rarely like for long. Not sure I’ll come like this, but it’s fine. I love watching someone swallow my dick, but I always want to fuck. Charlie can either deal with the struggle of making me come like this or let me fuck him.

I open my eyes when I feel someone staring at me, and there he is. Standing in the window, not even hiding himself from view.

Though all I see is his silhouette, I know he’s staring right into my eyes. I know he’s angry. Mad at what a shitty and disrespectful neighbor I am. Good. Be mad. Hate me. It’ll be all the better when he lets me fuck him. Knowing him, he’s going to throw a fit. Close the blinds, the curtains, and then storm off like he always does. I do enjoy his little temper tantrums, and I can’t wait to put him in his place. He’s such a brat, just looking for someone to teach him how to behave.

At first, I thought he was a pompous prick who hated everyone. But after chatting with him, after learning his demeanor and seeing his house, I seehim. He’s looking for attention the same way I am, only in a different form. We’re practically perfect for each other. He hasn’t figured that out yet, but he will.

It hurts he hasn’t texted me yet, I won’t lie. But I need to be patient, which fucking sucks.

When my sexy neighbor doesn’t go running for the hills, doesn’t slam his curtains closed, but insteadremoves his pants,I nearly come right down Charlie’s throat.

Fuck that. I won’t give him the satisfaction of thinking he made me come that fast. It isn’t him doing this.

I smirk at Mikah, knowing he can see me thanks to the flames flickering in front of me. I can’t make out the look on Mikah’s face, but I do see the shadow of his arm moving back and forth.

He’s jerking off.

Fuck, he’s jerking off, watching me get sucked off by some dude I met at the bar. Holy fuck, that’s hot.Why is it so hot?

Gripping Charlie’s hair tighter, I hold him in place and thrust up, testing how much he’ll let me take control. He seems like the kind of guy who likes to be in charge, but I don’t go for that. He lets me do my thing, lets me fuck his mouth, all while I keep eyes on my neighbor, who’s jerking his dick a lot faster than he was a moment ago. Charlie has no idea, which may be a little fucked up, but it’s too good for me to stop.

I wonder what Mikah’s dick looks like. How big it is. What does it taste like? I bet he’s fucking delicious. Bet his ass is nice and tight, too. Bet he loves getting eaten out and sucked off and fucked real hard. So hard that he’ll feel it for days and it’ll be a nice reminder not to be a brat. But he’ll push my buttons anyway, to get fucked even more, because that’s what brats do.

Mikah shifts his stance, still jerking his dick, still keeping his eyes on me. I thrust into Charlie’s mouth, and I don’t knowhow I know this, but Mikah is close. He’s so fucking close, and so am I.

“Fuck,” I mutter. “I’m almost there.”

I nod, hoping Mikah understands what I’m saying, if he’s even paying attention the way I think he is. Hope he understands that I’m giving him permission to come whenever he wants because I’m about to come too. And then he does. His arm slows, body trembles, and then I’m coming. My eyes squeeze shut as I release down Charlie’s throat. He takes all of me, swallowing every bit. My orgasm goes on and on, my dick pulsing and squirting down his throat. When I look up, Mikah is gone and all that’s left is his cum, splattered and sliding down the glass doors. This little brat.

Chapter Seven

Mikah

I cannot believe I came on my door. I’m such a clean person and keep all my things in order. When I jerk off for videos, I set things up beforehand, so I don’t make a mess. Or at least the mess is contained. I set it up in a way that it looks like a mess to the watcher, but on my end, it’s a simple clean up. But this? Holy shit, this was something else. Something I am not proud of. A weak moment that I don’t ever want to think about again—even if it may make me a lot of money.

I saw Dominic when he got home through my front window. Saw that guy follow him into his house. Saw them in the kitchen for a short time and walk out the back door a moment later. Maybe I should feel bad for spying, but if Dominic didn’t want me to see into his house, he should shut the fucking curtains.

I continued to watch while they were outside, and I knew what was going to happen before it did. I’ve never seen him out there with a guy before, and I don’t know how I knew, but I hada feeling he was going to put on a show for me. Initially, it pissed me off. How fucking dare he? Why the hell does he think I care? But then I got hard over it, and well… I went with it. Figured I could use it. Something new and fresh on my page. So, I did.

I set up my camera, walked by a few times to make sure he noticed me—he did. Then, with my camera angled just right to see what I was doing, I watched him get sucked off and jerked off to it. It was hot. I was pissed. But not for the reasons I should be. I wasn’t mad that he was being disrespectful, out in the open like that. No, I was mad that someone else was sucking his dick. I was jealous. And that’s stupid. Really stupid. Because I have no reason to be jealous of him. At all. I don’t even like him. He’s hot, and maybe we’re going to make a video together, but that’s it. There’s no way he and I will ever be anything other than neighbors who can’t stand each other who made a sex video for money.

Yet… I haven’t come that hard in a long time.

Except for the shower.

Which is really fucking bad because I was thinking about him that time, too. I think I need to get laid. I need to get my mind off my stupidly hot and annoying neighbor and whatever weird obsession I now have with him. Sure, he’s always been there, and I’ve always watched him and argued with him and what have you, but now? I can’t stop thinking about him. And that’s ridiculous.

After I came all over my sliding glass doors that usually don’t have even a streak on them, I ran off because all I felt was shame.I ran right to my camera, but not to shut it off. Which makes this situation so much worse. I was in a clear enough head to get the good stuff. I had to zoom in on the cum on the glass, of course. Make sure it was obvious what happened. Then I ended the video. I waited a good twenty minutes before I went back to clean the door, and I was so thankful he was gone. And maybe, because there is something seriously wrong with me, after I cleaned the window, I ran to the front of the house to see if that car was still in the driveway.

It wasn’t. Which was a relief.

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