The man across the way
I was 11 and he didn’t know I could see him jerking off in the shower from my bedroom window. Until he caught me looking, then he came to my house. This is the story of how I gave up my cherry when I was 11 to the man across the way. For nearly a year some construction workers had been building new houses behind ours, the ones directly opposite my house were built really close to each other, I’d say about 3 meters apart, the back of our house faced the back of the new ones, with only a narrow alley between them where we put the bins out once a week. My bed is underneath my window, I like to lay in bed and look at the stars in the sky, well I …