Dumbass [voy] neighbor didn't turn off their flash [subm]

If you live in a city, you’re probably one of two types of people: your blinds are closed nearly all the time or they’re usually open.

My personal philosophy is not to worry too much about my blinds.

I’ve seen some half clothed people, people picking their nose—private things but nothing too shocking.

Do I look? Yes. Do I go out of my way or record people or anything like that? No. My city privacy philosophy assumes that everyone understands we live in close proximity and they’ll probably give me the same grace I give others.

I live in a large apartment complex, high enough that you can’t see in from the ground and most surrounding buildings only have a few taller floors that can look in. There’s units across the way, but a couple hundred feet. If I lived at ground level, I’m sure I’d have privacy glass but all these factors make me feel like I don’t need that or careful blind usage.

As context: I’m pretty average guy but I look different naked than you might assume when I’m clothed. I’m a habitual chastity cage wearer. I have a high contrast thong tan line. I understand that that’s abnormal.

While I might have my blinds open all the time, I don’t really walk around naked. I’m not shy, but there’s a line. I might walk across a room or change quickly, but I figure the ratio of time I’m naked to clothed means there’s a significant chance I will be clothed if someone sees.

I have insomnia, and usually I can find something to keep me entertained at night. That wasn’t the case this night. I was restless, pacing, trying to find a place or position where I was comfortable. It being 4 in the morning, I was sure it wouldn’t really matter if I was naked. Likely, no one would be up for another hour and a half, and whoever’s awake is either a crying baby or an adult. But no one would be awake anyway. I have stared out at black windows at ass-crack-o’clock many cumulative hours.

Well, reader, you guessed it.

Around 430 I was on the couch, fucking around on my phone. I saw movement and light out of the corner of my eye. It was my neighbor across the way. They were too far to see clearly and they were dimly backlit. Since I was already on my phone, bored, and pointed in their direction without moving, I zoomed in and took a snap. I tried zooming into that picture more, but that were pretty much a hazy blob. (Maybe that contradicts my philosophy, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to see if they were clothed or not, I was just curious why they were moving about at such an hour.)

I was lit from the front, not terribly brightly but enough light to walk around and be an insomniac. They could see me if they looked, but they didn’t pause at the window very long. I figured they were gathering things for their morning. They wouldn’t have seen anything very exciting anyway, as the couch was blocking everything from their view except my bare chest.

Then I saw them again. They paused longer. I couldn’t tell if they were a man or a woman or if they were even looking out the window, but I started to get a sense.

I thought I’d test it and walk to another room and back. They’d see my ass, big deal, and if they were still there I’d assume they were looking and put some pants on.

I came back to the couch and didn’t see them. I tried zooming in again but they were gone.

They came back near the window again and paused longer, but I double checked that my caged dick wasn’t visible behind the couch arm. I was blocked.

I was not wearing a low-key cage. This one wraps around my shaft, of course, but my balls are also in a cage and the dick part of the cage bolts onto that. With the right reflection of light, it probably looked like my cock was lit up like a Christmas tree. But they couldn’t see and they didn’t pause at the window terribly long.

I got bored and went to make a snack, go to the bathroom, pick up some messes, trying to fight the boredom. They weren’t very good entertainment, and I wrote it off as something that could have been interesting but was not.

I ended up back on the couch.

This time they were already at the window. I had been going past the light when I was picking up, and I’m sure I was well-lit if they were watching for a significant amount of time. They were moving at the window, but not in a way that seemed very productive. I was hoping I’d be able to make out the profile of a tit or see a dick getting stroked to confirm my suspicion that they had seen me and enjoyed it.

I took another snap, and I might as well have just used my imagination. No discernable body parts, objects, even the definition of their silhouette was vague.

But now it’s getting exciting. I’m very, very likely the only lit room with movement at this hour, now 5am. They’re standing right at the window, I’m not sure if they thought their light was dim enough that they wouldn’t make an obvious silhouette or if they didn’t care. People would be moving about soon, but they were the only lit window in that building so I figured I wasn’t really obligated to put on clothes.

If they didn’t want to see me, they wouldn’t have waited at the window.

I figured if they’re going to stare at me while I putz around naked, they’re not opposed to it. And I wanted to test them more.

The table by the light needed my attention. I got up from the couch, keeping them in the corner of my eye. I slowly walked up to the table, my cage bouncing against my legs.

The table the light was on needed consideration. Objects needed to be picked up, thought about, and placed back down. They leaned in cost to the window. They were pushing their face up to the window to get a view without a glare. My heart started beating faster and my cock swelled against the cage. I had written this off, but now it was clear that they’re watching me.

Another object needed my “attention”. It was in the opposite direction, because at this point they might as well get the whole show.

I turned around slowly, pensively. I took a bit to consider the new direction I was facing—hoping that the light was making my high contrast tan lines show more dramatically.

After some thoughtful moments, I bent over to “pick something up”. After additional consideration, another thing needed picking up, but this one needed me to squat down. They could see the back of the cage, bars going around my nuts. I gave a swing to catch the light, then walked to the kitchen to throw away the objects I “picked up”.

I gave it a beat, another test—were they really watching? Were they waiting for more?

When I came back, I saw something I’ve never seen in a window. They were still dimly backlit but their movements were like someone who’s very drunk. I couldn’t figure it out. I sat on the couch and played on my phone. I still couldn’t see them well and I’m caged and I’m not going to go to the trouble of taking it off and doing lewd shit when I’m not 100% what this person’s intentions were.

I was fucking around on reddit, still facing them and my bits blocked from view, when I saw something.

This idiot was definitely watching me. The unmistakable light of a cell phone camera flash came from about head height. What a dumbass. I’d be mortified if I was in their position. I’m disappointed I didn’t have my camera app up to capture it.

They hurried away and I took a picture—too late. I didn’t think much of it. Then I zoomed into the picture I took. I compared the dark spots in the window with a previous photo—it looked off. They were trying to hide low in the window and still peep. I could see the half circle of the top of their head when I zoomed into the picture I took.

Objects near my light needed additional scrutiny. They had been watching me for most of an hour—I think it’s fair to say they were not bothered by me; rather, they were enjoying it.

And they definitely were.

I walked around again, considering objects near the light in a way that showed off different angles. After a while, I resumed my couch position.

After I sat they started that drunk movement again. Like they were falling back but catching themselves, over and over. Puzzled, I shot a minute of video. Wtf were they doing?

They stopped and hurriedly left the window. I checked the time on the first photo. They were at the window for an hour, 430-530am.

I reviewed the video and realized there’s something very familiar about their movements. My neighbor was peeping on me while I walked around and when I sat down they took their turn riding a dildo in the window. Their hurry at the end was certainly some post-nut clarity as the realized they were fucking themselves in full view of the early risers for the benefit of a stranger wearing a cock cage and showing them their ass.

My dick was now pushing out of the spaces between the bars of the cage. I rubbed my cage but gave up after a few minutes. The moment was over.

I hope they just signed a long lease.

I’m not sure if I want to know who it is or what gender they are—mystery neighbor fucking themselves for me is pretty cool and maybe the fantasy is hotter than the reality. But I definitely know which window is theirs.

Maybe next time I’ll turn my camera flash on.

And maybe some day this fantasy will come true instead of being a fun story to write while I can’t sleep. Thanks for helping with my boredom.