We All Have A Beginning, This Was Mine

I will tell you this story only because it is the base story of becoming gay. I was seventeen at the time we moved into this rental house with my parents. I had a room on the second floor, facing the other building beside us. From my window I could see the wall of the other building, but if I looked sideways, the window of the other building was in sight. When we moved in the window was covered with newspaper.

A man moved in next door, he was a nurse at the hospital and worked nights. He took the newspaper off and added curtains, which stayed open at night. He slept during the day. In his room he put a dresser with a mirror on it, at night when the lights were on I could see the bed in the mirror, watch him get dressed, watch him masturbate in the mirror. When he masturbated so did I, we jerked off together. The distance and the angle and the mirror wasn't good for really seeing his dick, but I could see mine and I loved seeing my dick when I was jerking off.

One night, when he didn't go to work I saw him go into his place with another younger man. I saw them go into his room, they both got undressed, the younger man got on his knees and sucked the neighbor. My dick was so hard I could hardly jerk off. I watched, now through the mirror as the guest bent over with his hands on the bed and the nurse behind him had sex with him. Then he paid the man, and the man left, I went downstairs to watch him leave.

After he left I went upstairs and masturbated.

I got to know his schedule, he was off on Tuesday nights. On Tuesdays he left his place after dark, I followed him, he got on the bus, I got on the bus, and sat behind him. He got off, I got off, I followed him, he went into a club and came out with a man, the man was much younger. They rode the bus back, and they went in and I went to my room and watched them again. This time they kissed standing up, both of them naked. The younger man got on his knees again and sucked off the nurse. After some more kissing the younger man got on the bed, this time on his hands and knees and the nurse stood behind him. Again I watched them have sex. When he was done I noticed that I had jerked off in my hand.

One night I beat him to the club, and stood outside when he came. I saw him and he saw me. He asked me if he knew me and I said maybe, I lived on my street. We talked and I told him I saw him and I wanted him to invite me to his room. He told me I was too young, he didn't mess with boys. From that night he closed the curtains. A long time passed, I saw him leave and come back with a man, I stood outside so he could see me. One night he came back alone, he saw me and asked me if I was willing to go free, he didn't pay for sex. I told him I didn't charge. We went up to his room and we kissed for a while, I got down and gave him a blowjob, on the bed I laid out flat on my stomach and he got on my back. After he finished I asked him to kiss me some more but he sent me home.

On Tuesdays I waited for him to come out, and I followed him to his room. The curtains were always closed. We got naked and kissed and made out. We made out on the bed, and I gave him a blowjob. When it was time I rolled onto my stomach and he got on my back. After he was done he kissed me some more until he told me to go home.