When I was growing up I had a bad habit of spying on people. Especially when they were doing things I should not have been looking at in the first place. I was always a curious kid. I used to spy on my brother that was a few years older than me and on many occasions I spied on him as he masturbated. I was most intrigued by when he’d ejaculate and cum would shoot out of his cock. This was decades before the internet and even before VCR’s and home porn watching. Back in those days, you just had to be lucky and come across something you knew you weren’t supposed to be seeing and feel lucky you were in the right place at the right time.
Our parents worked, so we usually had a few hours at home before they got home and we were left to our own devices. I learned jerking off when he got home was one of his favorite things to do. I usually was parked in front of the t.v. watching reruns, so he’d hear the sound of the t.v. and not be worried about me, but many times, I’d go to his door and look through the keyhole and see him jerking what looked like such a large cock.
Many times in bed I’d think about what I’d seen and touch myself. I never got caught by him, he seemed pretty absorbed in what he was doing. It was my own naughty little secret that I got to enjoy usually a couple of times a week. Those were the days. Innocent in some ways, yet still naughty in others. As I got older, I used to wonder what his dick would feel like in my pussy, but it never went beyond my spying on him.
