I’m writing today’s blog post so that if I get kidnapped – you’ll know why.
As I do on most mornings, I hopped out of bed around 6:00AM. With my boxer briefs twisted and half my ass hanging out, I made my way into the kitchen to eat a banana and mix a protein shake. Through the corner of my eye, I saw movement outside one of my condo’s windows.
Without turning my head, I could see – through the early morning darkness – that someone was watching me from a neighboring building. Slowly and subtly, I repositioned myself to get a better view. As I did, I saw an older man slowly slide along the lower edge of his windowsill – with a pair of binoculars aimed in my direction. Every hair on the back of my neck stood on end.
I’ve been living in this condo for something like four years. During that time, it’s never occurred to me that I might be under observation – and I can only imagine what my curious neighbor may have seen.
Though I like the idea of exhibitionism (at least in theory), part of me feels a little bit violated. On the other hand, it feels like karmic justice. After all, the YouTube video that launched my career is about a neighbor that I caught masturbating. And, over the years, I’ve done my fair share of voyeuring.
The tables are now turned, and I’m not really sure what to do about the situation. I guess I could start wearing clothes, but let’s not get too carried away. At any rate, in the event that I go missing, now you now know where to start the search.
January 19, 2012 at 4:07 pm
Maybe he was trying to start a youtube career by spying on you!
January 20, 2012 at 3:01 am
if going shirtless you want to be-close the blinds.hide hide hide.
January 20, 2012 at 10:19 am
DONT WANA SEE IT DONT LOOK AT IT ! JUST COZ SOMEONES CURTINS ARE OPEN DOSNT MEAN ITS AN INVERTATION TO LOOK AT OR IN THEM
January 21, 2012 at 12:43 am
I agree. My apartment’s windows are on ground level next to the back door (Don’t go there!) And I make sure the blinds are closed if I am in underwear phase. Better yet, flip the guy off. Let him know you caught him and are NOT interested. Damn, I have binoculars but they are for people outside their apartments. I have NEVER seen anyone inside that I wanted to spy on. I must live in the wrong part of town. (Kidding!) Well, the police are always an option. A messy one but who knows some hot guy in uniform. . . sorry, imagination got in the way again. Privacy IS a right and he is intruding on yours even from across the street. Maybe get a paintball gun and plaster his windows with paint so he can’t see out. (Damn, I hope no one EVER puts my ideas into action!) As much as I would love to be able to look at you I would still respect you privacy. a lot of GLBTQ people have morals. (Just don’t ask us to prove them.)
January 21, 2012 at 8:44 am
it was just that it was an old man and not a hot guy who was looking at you.
January 21, 2012 at 12:46 pm
This raises an interesting point: If the guy looking with the binoculars had been a really hot young hunk, rather than an older guy trying to slink away, would the reaction have been interest rather than feeling violated? I did not say “would Davey have felt this way?,” since I assume every reader of this blog entry visualized himself being in Davey’s spot when he was being spied on.
Of course, since it was 6:00 AM and the guy was there with binoculars leads me to think this was not the first time he had been watching Davey. He sure sounds like a creepy old pervert.
The fact that Davey’s first YouTube was about his watching a neighbor masturbate, and later he watched again and took pictures of it (a creepy young pervert?), confirms my thought that it’s a very natural thing for guys to enjoy playing voyeur, when we get to be turned-on by watching someone who doesn’t know (or…. perhaps does) that we are spying on them.
I can think of two times when I got to play voyeur, once watching someone next door change clothes, and once listening to a straight couple having very noisy sex with their window open! My pulse is rising just thinking about those two times….
The lesson: don’t expect privacy–even in your own home–if you don’t have drapes at the windows.
January 21, 2012 at 11:28 am
@Davey Wavey
Each week you invite thousands, if not millions, of strangers into your condo and personal life via your videos. With all that video equipment in your condo and perpetual state of undress, your neighbor may think you are a sex pervert making pornos. Why not invite him in by posting your web address on your window? Once he has established a connection with you, his curiousity may be satisfied. Invite him over and make a video entitiled “My life with a ‘professsional homosexual’ neighbor.”
January 21, 2012 at 11:57 am
@ Joel J – I was going to suggest Davey place his blog address on the window for the neighbour to see but thought that that would be overly “breaking the illusion”.
If you’ve seen my previous posts I’ve alluded to similar outrageous goings on in Davey’s condo with regard to camera equipment and the drag makeover.
All I can say is, life is never dull in the “House Of Wavey”, but I feel there’s a certain degree of anonymity that makes this all possible.
January 21, 2012 at 1:37 pm
@+J
BTW, Happy Birthday. A large, potted ficus tree to obstruct that guy’s view might solve Davey’s problem and, of course, there are feng-shui considerations. Anyone who has seen Davey’s nude, erotic photos on the web would ask, “what’s the fuss?”. Methinks the homo doth protest too much. Anonymity? Since when?
January 22, 2012 at 12:58 am
@ Joel J – Thank you, how did you know? You’re 2 days early, not ’til Monday, but shucks!
Davey does enjoy a certain degree of anonymity, I hope. Full name, address, telephone numbers, social security numbers, all are things which are not advertised and not for public consumption. We blog buddies are very fortunate to get the “snapshot” we do get of Davey and his life. We should be respectful of the privilege that has been extended to us and not abuse it.
As for the photos, I’ve only heard about them. I don’t wish to ever see them. I hope that they are removed so no one else can see them. I’m not interested in them because as they are not representative of who Davey is nor what he believes in.
Davey is more than just a piece of ass! His personality is between is ears, not his legs!
I certainly wouldn’t want strangers possessing, viewing and sharing such photos of me. LOL.
Ultimately, no one should have to adjust their lives and environment because others don’t respect boundaries.
Thanks again Joel J.
January 21, 2012 at 3:07 pm
I totally feel your pain (at least a little). I live on a street that is traveled enough, but not a major road by any means. I live in a loft as well and sometimes I forget my windows are open. One day I just know that I’m going to find someone peeking in from across the street and I’m going to be completely naked.
January 21, 2012 at 3:48 pm
While I’d like to expect some privacy in my own home (and as an out of shape 48-year old, I can assure you there are no young hunks OR old perverts peering in at me! LOL), I have to chuckle at the irony here. Sorry Davey but karma really can be a b*tch. As you yourself did say, your career took off after posting about the young hot guy in your little spy-eye, that you’d played voyeur with while he knocked out a little spunk for the day. Just because the tables are now turned and you’re the object of another’s interest (who happens to be “older” – trust me, you and every young stud reading will be in our shoes one day) is not necessarily cause for alarm. Close the shades if it’s that bothersome, or as another suggested, get a ficus tree or something else to block the view in some fashion. Hell, get a poster of yourself with a set of binoculars looking up in what would be the direction of his own apartment/condo and slap that on the window for a week or so.
Regardless, as much as I sometimes enjoy reading your blog entries, this seems a lot like the “pot calling the kettle black” so I’ve little to no sympathy (unless he represents a “real” danger, in which case I’d call the police and at least have it on record).
Peace.
January 21, 2012 at 5:33 pm
Isn’t this just another one of Davey’s manufactured ironies? I’ll play with it. BTW, Davey is going to Palm Springs, probably to that gay resort where they parade around the pool au naturel. Don’t tell me there aren’t a few old geezers enjoying the sights. Bathing suits optional. Davey’s dilemma? We shall see.