[FM] My boyfriend [30M] and I [28F] put on a socially distant show for our next door neighbor [19 or 20M]

My boyfriend Henry and I are lucky to have a mostly-private patio out the back of our apartment. I say “mostly private” because you can only see onto our patio from our next door neighbor’s conjoined patio, which shares one railing with ours. Since our city instituted shelter-in-place, we have been taking advantage of the patio to get some fresh air and sunlight without having to walk down the stairs, spending hours out there every weekend. We live in a shitty third-floor walkup in a college town, but that patio makes it worth the grocery-carrying annoyance and the constant partying from our next door neighbors.

The neighbors have seemed nice enough each time I run into them in the hallway. They’re kind of annoying, but that’s just because they’re all late-teens/early-twenties bro-y guys who like to drink and fuck loud girls with squeaky orgasms. On more than one occasion, Henry and I would hear one of them going to town on some co-ed and wonder if they could hear us the same way. They never said anything, though, so we assumed either they couldn’t hear us or they liked it.

After radio silence from their apartment for the full second week of shelter-in-place, I assumed they had all left to quarantine and take their classes online in their hometowns. I began sunbathing in a bikini before eventually just going full frontal to even out my slowly-acquired tan. Henry occasionally joined me, joking about tanning his taint but really just enjoying the view and the breeze on his cock. It was liberating to be nude in the fresh air, and it had the added perk of frequently resulting in Henry throwing me over his shoulder and running us over to the bedroom.

On a sunny morning towards the end of the first month, I was sipping my pre-work coffee in the nude as I opened our sliding glass door and stepped out onto the patio. I leaned on the railing facing out over the trees and took a deep drink, content and paying absolutely no attention to my surroundings. “Um, hi,” said an unfamiliar voice to my right.

I shrieked and dropped my mug, watching with complete devastation as it fell three stories and shattered on the grass below me. “Fuck, I’m so sorry!” the voice said, coming closer, “I didn’t mean to scare you – I just wanted to warn you that I was out here.”

I slapped an arm across my tits and covered my pussy with my other hand as my eyes caught the gaze of one of our next door neighbors. If I hadn’t been so mortified, my heart pounding with adrenaline and embarrassment, I would have noticed his handsome features: shaggy blond hair clearly overgrown during quarantine and piercing blue eyes that were wide with second-hand embarrassment and something else I couldn’t quite place. I ducked behind one of our patio chairs, my cheeks burning. “No, no, thank you for saying something,” I placated him, “I’m the one who should be apologizing.”

Now it was his turn to blush. He looked away pointedly and shrugged. “It’s no big deal,” he laughed nervously, “I wish I had thought of sunbathing nude out here before.”

“It’s great until you drop your coffee,” I joked, “Well as fun as this has been, I’m going to grab some clothes and then die of embarrassment.”

“Right, yes, ok.”

He turned his back to me, considerately letting me duck out from behind the chair and sprint to the sliding glass door without further exposing myself to him. “I’m inside!” I called out as I shut the door behind me.

Henry looked up from his laptop as I stepped into the kitchen. “Back so soon?”

“Flashed one of the neighbor boys and now definitely going to be arrested for lewd behavior.”

He roared with laughter, his shoulders shaking and his head lolling back to rest against the back of the couch. “You either completely traumatized him or gave him enough spank bank material for the rest of quarantine,” he cackled.

I ignored him, throwing on more than enough clothing to cover my flushed skin. “I’m going to go buy some groceries and track down a defense attorney who will take my indecent exposure case pro bono. You want anything?”

He shook his head, still laughing by the time I had grabbed my mask, wallet and keys and slipped out the door.

I took my time grocery shopping, enjoying some solitude. I love Henry, but it’s still nice to have a little alone time after being around only each other for weeks. Well, almost only each other. My mind flashed back to my neighbor and the indiscernible look on his face when he saw me. Was it just surprise? Or was it lust? I thought about the way his lips parted as he stared at me, my arm definitely not fully covering my ample tits. My panties dampened in spite of my embarrassment. Or maybe because of it? I couldn’t tell. All I knew was that I really really liked the way he looked at me.

A couple hours had passed by the time I huffed my way up the stairs, carrying what I had thought was a reasonable load of groceries when I left the store but had somehow turned into Sisyphus’s rock on my walk home. I paused when I reached our door, my keys in my hand. On the ground was a Starbucks to-go cup with some writing on it. I set down our groceries to pick it up, turning it to read the scrawl. “I hope this makes up for your coffee! -Nick”

I pressed a hand over my heart, deeply touched by the thoughtful gesture. Without thinking about it, I walked down the hall to his apartment and knocked on the door. He opened it within a couple seconds, and we both took a step back to remain six feet apart. “This was so nice, Nick, you didn’t have to buy me coffee!” I exclaimed, raising my voice lightly to be heard through my mask and raising the coffee in a kind of cheers.

He smiled, his eyes crinkling and making his face look even younger. He shrugged off the appreciation. “I felt responsible for destroying your caffeine and ruining your morning plans,” he said, looking down at his feet awkwardly but still smiling that adorable smile.

“You ruined nothing,” I told him, waving off his apology, “I’m out there all the time and can skip a day.”

“You go out there a lot? I feel like I haven’t taken advantage of ours enough.”

“You can find me out there every morning. It’s so peaceful.”

“With a great view,” he agreed, almost pulling off casual except for the deep flush that began to cover his cheeks.

I brushed off the compliment out of fear of seeming presumptuous. “Are your roommates still in town?” I asked.

“Nope, they all left as soon as classes went online. My grandma is sheltering with my parents though, so I stayed behind to make sure I didn’t get her sick.”

“Another very thoughtful move,” I said, hoping he could tell I was smiling appreciatively under my mask.

“What about you? That boyfriend of yours still in town?”

“Yeah, Henry and I both work from home now. You’re lucky he wasn’t the one sunbathing this morning – he probably wouldn’t have covered up.”

Nick laughed, but I saw him cross one leg over the other subtly. Iiiiiiinteresting. Gay or bi? I thought back to his not-so-subtle comment about the view and the look on his face when he saw me naked. Definitely at least somewhat attracted to women. I made a mental note. “Well I need to get to work,” I continued, “but it was nice to re-meet you even under embarrassing circumstances.”

“You have nothing to be embarrassed about,” he insisted, meeting my eyes, “It was just a surprise.”

I turned around, taking off my mask and almost reaching my groceries when I heard him say, “but a welcome one.”

I looked back at him, a smile spreading across my face as I bit my lip. “What was that?” I asked cheekily.

“You heard me,” he said, leaning against his doorframe, suddenly bold now that I was more than six feet away from him, “it’s not every day your hot older neighbor gives you a private show.”

Turning back to my groceries, I bent at the waist to pick them up slowly, arching my back as I straightened up. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Before I could unlock the door, Henry was opening it from the other side, his large shoulders filling up the doorway. “I thought I heard voices,” he explained, taking multiple grocery bags in one of his huge hands, “hey man, I’m Henry.”

“Nice to meet you,” Nick called over.

“You guys can keep talking – I didn’t mean to interrupt. I’m just putting on a pot of coffee and we’re out of milk.”

“It’s fine, we were just leaving,” I told him, waving at Nick as I stepped around Henry into the apartment.

“Hey, let us know if you want to have a social distance patio hang,” I heard Henry tell Nick in the hallway, “I promise she’ll put on clothes next time.”

“HENRY!”

They both laughed at my expense. I buried my face in my palm until I heard Nick’s words. “You don’t have to make any promises.”

I swear I could hear Henry’s eyebrows shoot up. His voice was low when he spoke, a smile obviously on his face even though I couldn’t see it. “We’ll see.”

He stepped back into the apartment and shut the door behind him, turning slowly to face me. “Well that was interesting.”

“Think he was serious or just being flirty?”

“Let’s find out.”

Every day for the remainder of the week, Nick was on his patio by the time I came out in the morning for my pre-work coffee. We made casual conversation, asking about each other’s work/college major and chatting about the weather. It was Henry who suggested that I progressively start wearing less, slowly pushing the boundaries each day. I started the week in a sweatshirt and pajama pants and ended it in a sports bra and leggings, carefully but casually assessing Nick’s reactions.

Finally it was Saturday. Henry and I slept in, rolling out of bed around noon. I went out onto the patio in a flimsy, almost sheer sleep camisole and panties, nervously biting my lip but excited to see Nick. Disappointment washed over me when I saw he wasn’t out there. The sound of the sliding glass door opening made me turn. Henry stepped down onto the patio carefully, holding two mugs in his hands. My eyes raked him up and down, my disappointment over Nick’s absence disappearing as I took in the sight of Henry’s tight boxer briefs and bare chest. I closed the door behind him and stood on my tiptoes to kiss him, taking one of the mugs. “Thanks, handsome.”

We leaned against the railing next to each other, sipping coffee silently and just enjoying each other’s company and the view. I ducked under one of his arms to rest my head on his chest and sighed contentedly. Henry’s hand rubbed my back gently as he pressed a kiss to the top of my head. He paused. “What’s up?” I asked.

“Just enjoying the view,” he replied.

A quick glance up confirmed he was staring down the front of my camisole. I rolled my eyes. “You see the view every day.”

“Yeah but it never gets old.”

I put my mug down on our patio table and wrapped my arms around his neck, leaning in to kiss him deeply. “You’re a cheeseball,” I said matter-of-factly as I pulled away.

“Nah just horny.”

“Well I can fix that.”

I pressed my tits against his chest as he brought his hands down to circle my waist. He picked me up gently, waiting for my legs to wrap around his hips before he carried me over to the railing we shared with Nick’s patio and rested my ass on it. We kissed slowly, our tongues wrestling lazily as I ground my pussy against the hardening outline of his cock. His hands kept their firm grip on my ass, pulling me against him tighter with each upward grind.

The sound of Nick’s door opening made me freeze. I broke the kiss and tried to push Henry off of me so I could hop off the railing, but Henry held firm, a wicked smile crossing his lips. “Well isn’t this a lovely view,” Nick called over from behind me.

I buried my face in Henry’s chest, my face burning as Henry replied, “Sorry man, you know how women get when they’re horny.”

“Well don’t stop on my account.”

Henry slid his cock against me, only two layers of fabric separating us. “What are you doing?” I hissed, my panties flooding just to spite me.

“He said not to stop,” Henry whispered back, that same wicked smile plastered on.

“He was obviously kidding!”

“Uhh I can hear every word, and no, I wasn’t kidding.”

I couldn’t bear to look up and see Henry’s smug, triumphant face. Finally I was able to push him off me and slide down, planning my escape route into the apartment.

My plan failed before it even started. The second my feet touched the patio, Henry spun me around so my back was pressed against his chest and I was facing Nick. I looked up to see Nick wearing only basketball shorts, the clear tent of an erection pressing against the front of the mesh fabric. He was obviously in the prime of his life, the shadow of a six pack on his abs showing off the distinct lack of a freshman 15. I’m sure my face rivaled a tomato as I looked him up and down, my lips parted and my hair still wild from sleep. Nick locked eyes with me and smiled, pulling a chair over to face us and sitting down in it slowly, his legs spread and his hand oh-so-casually resting on top of his erection. He looked at us expectantly. “You can pretend I’m not even here, if you’d like.”

One of Henry’s hands brushed my hair over my left shoulder, and he began kissing the right side of my neck slowly. My eyes fluttered shut. A sudden boldness washed over me as I felt Henry’s hard cock begin grinding against my ass. I opened my eyes and held Nick’s gaze steadily. “I’m glad that you’re here,” I whispered.

Nick’s cocky smile was something out of a magazine as he began slowly stroking his erection over his shorts. Henry continued his attack on my neck, slowly kissing and sucking on it as one of his hands reached around us to paw at my tits. I let my head fall back against his chest, providing him with more access. He pulled my silly, frail camisole down until he exposed my left breast, showing it off to Nick for a moment before toying with my nipple. I moaned and arched my back, pressing my ass against his pelvis. A quick glance at Nick confirmed his approval, his mouth open slightly as he slowly tugged on his cock, that thin mesh fabric still blocking my view of what was clearly an incredible cock.

Henry brought his other hand around to pull my other breast from the camisole, his fingers pinching my nipples roughly before sliding down my sides to hook under the waistband of my panties. I shivered, feeling so exposed now that his hands weren’t on my tits. Henry pulled my panties down my legs, placing a sweet kiss on one of my ass cheeks as he helped me step out of them. I kept facing forward, watching Nick. The feeling of Henry’s hands separating my cheeks surprised me, and the sensation of his tongue diving into my cunt made me moan loudly. I closed my eyes, pushing my hips back against Henry’s face as he slowly licked from my clit to my asshole. By the time I opened them again, Nick was naked, his hard cock gripped tightly in one hand as he watched me.

I used one hand to play with my nipples, tweaking and teasing them to hard points as Henry devoured my pussy. “I need you to fuck me,” I moaned, intentionally not directing the demand to either of the men in particular.

Nick groaned and pumped his cock faster, keeping his distance. Henry stood up slowly, and I heard his boxer briefs softly hit the patio floor. His cock teased my entrance as his hands gripped my waist tightly, pushing just the head in and then retreating to slide along my vulva to my clit. I panted and leaned my forearms against the railing, my tits clearly crossing over to Nick’s side of the patio. My mouth watered as I watched him jerk himself off, wondering what the length of his cock would feel like on my tongue. Henry pushed inside me to the hilt in one slow, fluid motion, groaning softly and placing one hard smack to my ass. I moaned out his name as he filled me. “Fuuuck, Henry.”

Henry began fucking me slowly, pulling the entire length of him out before pushing it all the way back in. I kept my eyes trained on Nick. Nick slid his palm around the tip of his dick before rotating his hand to tug from another angle. From the looks of his tensed legs and heavy breathing, he was getting close. I began pushing my ass back against Henry rhythmically, moaning his name over and over again as he increased his speed. “Fuck Henry, please don’t stop, oh my god Henry!”

One of his hands left my waist to gather my hair in a fist and pull it, forcing me to elongate my neck and show off my tits more to Nick. I could feel myself getting close too, but I needed something to push me over the edge. Slowly, and making sure Nick’s eyes were following my movements, I trailed one hand from my neck down to my clit. Once my hand made contact, I began to rub my clit roughly. Nick groaned and picked up the pace, jerking himself even faster. An idea crossed my mind. The next time I moaned, I moaned out Nick’s name. “Ohhhh, Nick.”

His eyes widened, panting hard as he stroked his cock. Henry’s thrusts never faltered, and I heard a whispered “Good girl” from behind me.

I moaned again, louder, “Oh fuuuuck, Nick, please don’t stop.”

I was seconds away from cumming, my ass pushing hard against Henry’s movements and my fingers pressing hard on my clit. Henry released my hair to reach around me and softly grip my neck, and that was enough. I came, hard. “Oh my fucking god NICK! Yes YES! Oh my god, Nick!”

My pussy clenched around Henry’s cock as waves of pleasure crashed over me, but I forced my eyes to stay open. Nick groaned loudly and held my gaze as he shot thick ropes of cum onto his own stomach, his abs spasming as he came. A couple more thrusts and Henry was releasing inside me, shooting cum high up my cunt as he tightened his dual grips on my throat and my waist. We all stayed still for a moment, panting and staring at each other in post-orgasmic bliss. Finally Henry released my throat and placed a soft kiss on my shoulder before slowly pulling his cock out of my spent pussy. Some of his cum followed, lightly trickling down the inside of my thigh. He wrapped his arms around me and pressed a few more kisses against my shoulder and neck while Nick and I stayed silent and unmoving, our eyes still locked onto each other as we caught our breaths. “You know,” said Henry casually, “you’re allowed to break social distancing with a couple people you’re close to.”

Nick looked over at him, surprised. Henry pretended not to notice, keeping his voice intentionally conversational. “If you want to come over and have coffee sometime just let us know.”

Henry pressed another kiss to my cheek and released me, walking to the sliding glass door and opening it slightly. He paused before he walked through, calling over his shoulder. “And next time you don’t have to just watch.”

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gvlx1f/fm_my_boyfriend_30m_and_i_28f_put_on_a_socially