Fantasies

I had this one fantasy as a teenager. My room was situated in an awkward place, a bit to the side. So when I closed my shutters at night, you could still see everything through the slit on each end. Whenever I’d change, I always imagined a girl living across the street, and watching with her friend as I took off my pants or jerked off and they could see it all and laugh when I got up from bed with a hard on or something. That was my illicit fantasy. And today, the only fantasy I have, is the one that’s uploaded onto porn sites every day.

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