It was 3am, and I was engrossed in my writing, when suddenly I heard a slight rap on the front door. My boyfriend was in bed sleeping (lucky bastard), so who could this be at so late?
Looking through the peephole, I saw the smiling face of my two neighbors.
These two neighbors are a couple from the building over. They've lived in the next building for as long as my boyfriend and I have lived in ours, but we've never met them in person. From time to time I've seen them through the windows (it's New York; we're close), and it is a sight to see! One of the pair looks to be in his early thirties, tall, Latin, short dark hair, mocha skin, beautiful hazel green eyes, and a body Adonis would envy. The other is in his late twenties, also tall, but black as night. He has perfect skin with short cropped hair, darkest brown eyes, chiseled features, and the build of the models of your dreams. Every now and again, I'd be lucky enough to look down to their window to see one of them standing there naked...sometimes both of them just hugging or talking...even a few times making love. Did I mention that their asses may as well have been pillows for diamonds and that their dicks were rods of pure perfection? Well, once or twice I'd even thought I'd seen them staring up at our window...
Back to 3am and my peephole. There they both stood in front of my door with beautiful smiles on their faces and sexy tight wife beaters and sweats; they'd obviously just been at home.
I unlocked and opened the door saying, "...hi," a little more awkwardly than I would have liked.
"Hey," said the Latino, "I'm Gabriel and this," he said pointing to his boyfriend, "Is Tré."
"It's nice to meet you both," I said shaking their hands, still a little bewildered. "Would you like to come in?"
"Sure!" They both said in unison, smiling mischievously at each other. They walked in, and I closed the door and led them to the living room.
"Have a seat," I offered, "Can I get you anything?"
"I think we're ok," whispered Tré, quietly laughing and making fun of my hushed voice.
"Oh, sorry about that. It's late and my boyfriend is asleep, so I guess I can't help it."
"No worries," Gabriel said as I sat down on the couch next to them. "Would you prefer that we go?"
"No, no! Of course not," I replied, noticing that neither had budged anyway. "You're welcome to stay. I'm actually glad of the company. I can't sleep for some reason, but that boy in there is a champion sleeper - a trait for which I drastically hate him," I chided.
They laughed, and Gabriel said, "Well, we were up too and actually noticed your light on. Not sure what got into us, but we were just talking about you two," - I must have registered surprise on my face because they laughed again - "And we were speculating about what you could be doing up this late. Well, Mr. Tré here had some ideas...and well, we dared each other to come and find out!"
"And what were some of these ideas, pray tell?" I replied, quickly adding, "And I gotta say, I'm totally flattered you were even thinking of us!"
"Oh, we think about you fairly often, actually. We've talked about coming to meet you for months. I mean, we have put on quite the shows for you (he winked) and we've enjoyed yours too," (another wink).
I blushed.
Tré continued, "And as for the ideas I had...well, to be quite honest, we almost came just thinking about them."
My face was nothing but a blush now, and I'm sure they noticed.
"I can't tell you how many times we've gotten off knowing that you're up here watching us," Tré continued.
Just thinking about all this was starting to get me a little riled up, so I replied, "I can't tell you how many times I've gotten off watching you. You're the best porn I've got!"
Gabriel smirked and chuckled, then said, "Anyway, so what were you doing up so late seeing as how we've obviously eliminated what we'd thought?"
"Actually," I said, "I was creating a blog...about sexual fantasies. I was literally just writing my first."
"Really?" Gabriel asked.
"Can we see it?" Tré requested eagerly.
"Well, it's not done yet, but I guess so. Why not? Take a look." I passed the computer over to them, and they started reading as I waited. What I hadn't told them was just how serendipitous their coming had been: I had just been writing about them. It was obvious when they realized it. They looked at each other with huge grins and went immediately back to reading.
To be continued...
Tré
Gabriel
Me
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