Since my backyard has the privacy, I usually start each weekend morning early with a long slow m*********** session. As I was doing so last saturday morning I heard the unmistakable sounds of the male neighbor on the other side of the privacy hedges doing so as well. He was making some surprisingly load moans as he did so. I tried to peep thru the hedges but could not get a decent view. I kept slow stroking as I listened to him c** and then I let myself moan as loud as I dared and heard the faint rustle of him trying to peek on me, and it was so exciting and hot to know someone was trying to spy on me as I masturbated and I came long and embarassingly loudly. Aafter I finished i heard his back door open and close. So last sunday morning when I went for it again a moment after i walked out and sat i hear him simply say good morning from the other side of the hedge.
Without seeing each other we both masturbated listening to each other. So a couple of days ago when i got home from work there was a note on my door that simlly asked if i had another chair and what kind of wine i preferred. I was nervous but snuck over and left a note saying i had a second chair, and riesling. While i cod not be certain, i hoped it meant he would come over this morning and i even made sure i was loud when i closed the door on my way to the patio. I sat in one of the chairs and placed two freezer chilled wine glasses on the table between the chairs. Nervous and excited and already hard and dripping and began to slowly m*********. A few moments later i heard the gate latch open and closed my eyes and kept stroking as i heard him approach. I was so nervous but heard him pour wine and then silence. I finally nervously opened my eyes and he was just sitting their watching me. The way he looked at me .ade me feel so hot and so dirty. I was getting close to c****** and he just smiled at me and held his glass of wine close to the head of my c*** waiting. When it dawned on me what he expected my o***** hit me like a freight train and he held the wine glass just right as I began to c**. We both watched my c** jet into the cold wine and form viscous globs. As I kept spurting he moved the glass so that the head of my c*** was immersed and I whimpered at the cold but still we watched my last spurts form thick white blobs into the wine. When I was done i felt so vulnerable and scared but he just placed a hand on my knee and drank his wine with my c** blobs in it in one long chug. I was unable to speak or move. He silently stripped and sat in the other chair and just looked at me as I watched fascinated. He took his time as he masturbated and i did not realize I was hard and my c*** twitching as I looked back and forth from his face to his c***. He was much longer than mine but so much thicker. As he reached his home stretch he told me to stand and slowly turn for him and I felt so obscenely hot as he eyed me head to toe. He told me i had a lovely little c*** and it did not feel insulting. He told me to grab my glass and i knew what he wanted and expected and my head was a whirlwind, asking myself what i was doing but unable to stop. I held my glass as he had his and watched as he spurted an ungodly amount of c** into my wine. When he was done spurting i raised my glass to my lips but hesitated. He said he could tell i had never done this before and he expected me to drink it slowly and savor it. I was no longer in control of myself and sipped it but then he told me to chug it and when I did his hand suddenly went to my throat and gently held it and he told me to hold it in my mouth. I could not taste his c** but the strings and blobs were definitely there. He just said swallow and i did so and gasped after. He chuckled as he watched my wild eyed confusion. Then he just watched as i masturbated again as I was told to do and this time he just smiled as he watched me spurt. Then he stood and said he would see me tomorrow morning. I cannot believe i did this but i am so excited for tomorrow morning the time is dragging by.