Up Nine Floors

This short, queer erotica is based on a real life sexual experience I had at my friend Toto’s apartment. We are both non-binary queers, our pronouns are they/them/theirs.

 

Toto giggles as they hand me a small bottle of lube and playfully nods toward their sliding balcony door.

“I think it’s dark enough, friend!” they say.

“Yeah, it is! I guess I’ll see you in a couple minutes!” I say, still kind of in disbelief that I’m actually about to go outside and fucking masturbate on my friend’s balcony with their enthusiastic consent.

My girl cock is practically throbbing with excitement, growing harder and harder with each step I take across their living room.

I was actually mostly joking when I mentioned how much I wanted to do it. We had been talking about how great it would be to have sex out there with a partner when I threw out that I hadn’t masturbated outdoors in over a year, and that I’d love to just get myself off to a view like that. But to my surprise Toto was not only cool with me doing it, they were excited about it!

“Go for it!” they had said.

At first I figured it was just them being goofy so I just kind of laughed it off. “I wish!”

But they were serious, and it didn’t take much to convince me to revel in the sex positive hospitality either; though I did love the stories they shared about how much they had enjoyed the balcony as well.

Apparently Toto was quite the exhibitionist. They described how they loved to stand outside in their house coat after getting up, slowly letting it fall open to expose their tits and bare skin to a nice summer breeze. How they’d then let their fingertips wander across their chest, down their fuzzy little tummy and over whatever cute pair of panties that they were wearing at the time; feeling the arousal rising inside them as they stood so intimately overlooking the busy city street below. They described how much they loved seeing everyone going about their business, staring down at their phones, walking looking forward, nobody ever glancing up high enough to see Toto teasing themself overhead.

They also told me about how they’d often turn their big cozy chair in the living room around to face out the balcony door, where they would then sit and spread their legs wide and got off to the sprawling city just outside. Or then there were the times they suctioned cupped a huge dildo to the sliding door window so that they could fuck it with a wand pressed firmly to their clit.

The more I heard, the more I wanted some of that!

So, now here I was, stepping outside onto Toto’s concrete balcony with lube in hand, my erection pressing hard against the tight silky pants I had on. I feel their hand gently press against my lower back, guiding me outside to the fast darkening world, letting out an excited “have fun!” as they do.

It’s a beautiful night, the warmest yet as our brutal Canadian prairie winter finally starts giving way to spring. I slide my pants down causing my girl cock to actually bounce a couple times from how firm and heavy it is. A large droplet of precum immediately drips from the tip of my erection. It glimmers brilliantly in the fading light of the sunset as a cool breeze carries a noticeable strand of it away from me until it finally breaks off, disappearing over the balcony to the building’s front yard far below.

Fuck I’m aroused.

I grab one of the milk cartons that was just outside the sliding door and carry it to where the balcony wraps around the outside of Toto’s apartment. The building next to us is a lot closer than I thought. I can clearly see activity in several of those adjacent apartments. People watching TV, making a late dinner, working on their laptops… but I’m the only one outside. I quickly sit down with my back to the aluminum railing, which further conceals me from anyone who may glance outside their window thanks to the thick wood lattice fencing that Toto had fastened to it.

I spread my legs wide and lean back a little. My breath quivering as I trace my fingers from the underside of my girl cock up over my frenulum, then back down. Slowly closing my hand around my warm shaft I try to take my time but can’t stop myself from stroking harder and faster. Between the sounds of the city slowing down for the day, the thrill of being outside, the excitement of my friend being just inside and knowing what I was doing, as well as the sensation of the evening breeze over my bare legs and exposed girl cock, I was never going to last long.

Just as I feel the orgasm start to rise in me I quickly remove my hands and let myself throb for a moment, waiting for the pleasurable sensation to dissipate a little.

Reaching down beside me I find the small bottle of lube that Toto had given me sitting there patiently. I’m glad I seemed to have the foresight to put it down somewhere accessible. I quickly pop the top and squeeze a healthy glob into my right hand, then close it and let the bottle drop in front of me between my legs. Gripping my still rock hard girl cock sends a little cold chill through my body as the breeze cools the liquid now coating my entire shaft. I moan loud enough that I think I hear Toto giggle inside… which just sends me into more of a frenzy.

My hand glides over the full length of my shaft with such ease, each movement sending waves of pleasure through my stomach and legs. Suddenly, a burst. My back arches, my lady balls quiver, and just as I’m about to ejaculate I’m hit with the sudden realization of how much I’m about to cum all over Toto’s balcony. I quickly raise my unlubed hand, missing the first shot as I ejaculate so hard it flies a few feet in front of me and splashes against the corner of the wall.  I feel the rest quickly fill my once empty palm, stream after stream of thick, warm semen pooling there… dripping between my fingers despite my best effort to contain the mess.

My mind immediately goes to eating it all. Looking down I’m practically salivating at the sight of my near overflowing hand.

I lift it up to my eager, open mouth and pour it’s contents between my lips. I swear I could orgasm again just from how fucking good it tastes and how great if feels drizzling over my tongue and down my throat. After licking every trace of it from my fingers and the rest of my hand I finally let my body relax, collapsing back against the railing more to watch the last of the sunset.

It’s a nice moment, especially since I know I’ll have to go in soon to ask Toto what would be the best way to get a fresh cum stain off of a concrete wall…