New Neighbor Joe “Hey babe, what are you doing?” Jeff asked me. I was standing, naked, in front of our large window that faced the road and the house across the street. My right hand held my cock and my left hand held a pair of binoculars. “Babe, check this out! The new guy across the street is working out in his garage,” I replied. I knew the Venetian blinds and the sun’s glare made the window glass a one-way view. We could see out but during the day, no one could see in. “Lemme see. Give me the binoculars, please,” Jeff said. He was standing behind me, his naked body pressed against mine. The soft warm tube of his dick nestled perfectly along my butt crack. “Fuck, the new guy is super hot! This is the first time I’ve seen him without a shirt. And I love the shorts, too!” Jeff grunted. The “new guy” was a firefighter, like us, but with a different city. He and his wife and two kids had moved in a couple weeks ago. He looked to be about 30 or so, around 6’ w