I've even heard him beating off through the wall a few times. But nothing's like hearing him go into the bathroom to shower or to take a piss. I can hear the rattling chains and the deep thump of his punches. I love it when he works out with his boxer's punching bag. Sometimes he leaves his clothes in the laundry room and I always fold them perfectly for him. He knows I'm gay but doesn't know how hot I think he is and all the nasty things I imagine him doing to me almost every day for the last four years. We run into each other fairly often and enjoy a casual friendship, mostly small talk. He's in his thirties, handsome face, beautiful blue eyes, sandy brown wavy hair and is over six feet of naturally fit build with unbelievable ass and legs. He's straight and lives by himself like me, but I'm gay and I adore straight men always have. What's more is his bathroom is next to my hallway and I can hear him pissing every day, and if you knew him and could see what he looks like, you'd understand right away.
I can clearly hear his television and phone conversations. The walls here are very thin and I always know when my next door neighbor is at home or away. Or that my fantasies would take on a life of their own. When I moved into my apartment house several years ago, I had no idea that living in close quarters to others could be so hot and sexy.
