Trivial Pursuit: The Voyeur in Me

I was standing by the ledge of the car park at Shaw Centre.  From this vantage point, I could look directly into the Claymore Plaza apartment on the opposite side of the street.  The tenant was a young Japanese executive working and staying alone. I knew nothing else about him but I knew the routine.  Every Saturday afternoon, just before he got ready for dinner, he would be watching videos on the TV.  The same was happening that afternoon when I made my way to the usual spot of the car park.

The TV screen was showing a curly-haired muscular boy and four other teenagers kneeling on a garage floor, jerking off. There was an old convertible behind them. A younger-looking boy was standing in the car, beating his meat as he watched the others. The camera zoomed in for close-ups as each boy shot his wad in turn.

I watched for a while, with my young cock straining against the fabric of my tight briefs.  It was always exciting, seeing all those different men having sex on the screen. But it was time to shift my attention to the main attraction and the reason why I was there at the same spot every Saturday afternoon.  The TV was just a sideshow.

The Japanese guy was leaning back on the divan bed, watching the television and stroking his long hard cock which jutted out the front of his terry cloth robe.  After all the boys on the screen had shot their cum, the Jap removed the robe and stayed stark naked, not suspecting that I was watching him from opposite. 

Then he got off the divan bed and sat on the floor at the front of the bed.  His six-inch dick was sticking straight up pointing at the ceiling.  His left hand was caressing his balls while his right hand moved in time with the next scene on the TV screen.  He continued jacking his lengthy cock while he stared at the screen.

I couldn't do anything but stood by the ledge and stared at the scene that unfolded before my eyes, my tiny dick straining to burst through my pants.  I pulled down my zipper and my hand reached inside my pants and fondled my erection through the thin fabric of my briefs.  My erect member tented the briefs as I stared into the apartment's window. I rubbed my hands over the cotton fabric covering my bulge until I felt warm stickiness spreading inside my briefs. I continued to caress my bulging briefs as I watched the show.

After what seemed like a fairly long time, the Jap finally grimaced and shot a big load onto a towel placed on the floor. Then he sat down with his back against the bed and started scooping his cum off the towel and rubbing it over his stomach and chest.  When he was done, he closed his eyes and let his head fall back onto the bed.

Trivial Pursuit: Morning Walk With My Pet Dog

With my pet dog on a leash, we wandered down the trail to the small clearing where I could safely let the dog race about freely for a little while and waited for the little dog to do what he needed to do.  This clearing is behind some unoccupied bungalow buildings at Rochester Park.

After Swaggle finished his buisness, we made our way back to the area up on the hill where I would usually spend some quiet time with my book.  Soon I felt a droplet of water on my head and decided to make our way home before it started raining.  As I was approaching the deserted lane which would lead me back to my condo apartment, I noticed a vehicle parked under a large tree.  It was an ordinary 4-door sedan family car.  As I got nearer I could see there was a single man in the car.

He appeared to be in his early 30s, was clean shaven and wearing his green army uniform.  He seemed a bit nervous, glancing at me then appearing to stare out the front windshield of his car.  As I drew closer, I noticed the top of his arm and shoulder appeared to be moving slightly. I thought to myself, that's a bit strange. I wondered at first if he was scratching himself but as I drew nearer, I was quite sure that he was jerking off.

I found the sight invitingly erotic and I felt my own cock began to swell slightly.  So I decided to make a point of getting close enough to confirm my observations.  I walked around to the drivers side of the vehicle so that I could glance through the window of the sedan.  I didn't see anything clearly, but his arm movements left little doubt to the nature of his activities. I looked around and there was no one else parked near by or walking around in the light drizzle.

He looked at me invitingly or at least it seemed that way to me. I tied Swaggle to a nearby tree and then walked back to the sedan car.  I felt a wave of nervous excitement wash over me. My heart was pounding, my mouth dry and my cock was now chub.  I walked the short distance to the car, close enough so I could peer into the drivers side window.

The guy smiled at me and I could clearly see his erect penis. He held it tightly at the base with his fist and it extended easily four inches beyond.  It wasn't very fat.  In fact it was rather slender.  The shaft was pale in colour, smooth except for a very thin vein running down the top of his shaft.  The head was grotesquely large in comparison.

He squeezed and stroked it and resumed his masturbation, obviously pleased to have my attention. He indicated with his head I should join him in the front seat of his auto.  I looked around me and saw no one moving in our direction.  I hesitated and felt a shiver run through me.  I found myself at the passenger door my hand on the handle.

The scene took on an almost dream like quality as I opened the door and quickly slid into the front seat. I began to panic a bit as the door clicked shut, my breath came in quick gulps. Slowly my tension melted and I took measure of the man in the seat beside me. I sported a wedding band on his finger.

The vehicle smelled of cock, I could see the pre-cum glistening on the extraordinarily large red head of his manhood. He stopped his stroking and used the muscle at the base to twitch the long shaft.

"You like?" The guy whispered to me nervously.  "Yes," I mumbled. It was broad daylight and I was afraid of getting caught.  All the while I was glancing around to see that we were indeed alone.

"Take it out, let me see your cock," he asked with a grin in his face.  It was almost a plea. I pulled the leg of my shorts aside and dug through my undershorts and pulled out my now hard cock. I squeezed it and began to stroke myself.  Pre-cum began to ooze out and dripped down my short shaft.

"Oh, yessssss!" the stranger hissed, his head back and his stroking quickened at the sight of my manhood which was a great deal shorter than his.  I was as fully sexually excited by the eroticism of the moment.  My excitement grew even more as I sensed the man only a foot away from me was about to cum.

His strokes quickened and he grunted his pleasure.He lifted his hips from the seat and closed his eyes. A few seconds later the first of several long squirts of cum exited his long thin cock, I thought he would never stop ejaculating.

I came off, suddenly and shockingly.  My eyes closed as the waves of orgasm rocked through me.

My companion was leaned back his softened cock limp in his hand, his cum still oozing and dripping out of his extraordinarily large cock head. I quickly slide my still wet cock back into my shorts and looked around to make sure I wasn't seen by any passer-by.

After we have both calmed down, we got dressed and he reached to the back for a bottle of mineral water and offered it to me.  We continued chatting as we drank.  He introduced himself as Matt and told me he was doing his reservist at the nearby camp.  I also learnt that he was married and a father of 2 young children.  His wife was pregnant with their third child.  He then asked if I could meet him again at the same time the next week.  I reached out to give his cock (which has returned to its original flaccid state) a squeeze.  And then I was out of his car.

I walked back and Swaggle was of course happy to see me and barked and wiggled his pleasure.  I found the sound of his barking rather reassuring.  I heard the sound of the engine starting and when I looked back, the sedan car was slowly moving away.

Trivial Pursuit: Joey, My Neighbour's Son

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Trivial Pursuit: Stroking Roomie

Our college student group had just finished a month-long tour of Australia and on our last night before returning to Sydney, we stayed in a motel. Two beds and four guys to a room, so an old roomie and I shared one bed.  He was from Hokkaido and was a very straight-forward sort of a person, never failing to speak his mind but at the same time was always sympathetic to the underdogs. As far as looks is concerned, he is not all that bad looking.  About my height, he had a much more toned body than mine, his body was covered with fine hair which made him look rather sexy.  We often took our showers together sharing the same shower head when the shower room got too crowded so I was familiar with what he looked like naked.  I knew exactly what his organ looked like.

We had roomed together many times before but nothing ever happened between us. He had made some sexy comments on several occasions like teasing me about being the college cock-sucker and how he would love to drive his shaft down my throat.  But it was all talk and no action.  But all that was to change that night.

He slept rather deeply, more so than usual, since we were all exhausted from the long coach ride that day. In the middle of the night, I awoke feeling a little horny, my little weenie was erect and dripping precum from a wet dream I was having.  I looked to my left and saw him in deep sleep.  My right hand reached over to his crotch to caress his bulge.  He was already hard and when I slipped my hand slightly down the elastic band of his underwear, his cock began to pulse to my touch.

At first, I was a little scared. What would happened if he woke up and found me touching him there.  How would he react?   But I had gone too far - my hand was on his cock and enjoying the feel of his naked skin on mine.  The two other guys in the bed beside us were homophobic and would most likely not approve what was happening.

He must have enjoyed the sensation of having someone else fondling his cock while he was asleep.  Instead of turning away from me, he continued to lay still.  I guessed he had let his guards down as he had opened his legs slight apart to allow me more freedom to explore him down there.  My hand slipped deeper into his boxer shorts, seeking more of his cock.  Deftly, my hands bypassed his waistband, and grabbed hold of his erect cock.  Slowly my fingers trailed down all the way to the base of his shaft.

The pleasure must have overwhelmed him as his cock began to throb in my hands.  He was now my plaything as he  awaited my next move.  And play I did, as my hand gently felt each bulging vein, combed his groin with my fingers, flattened my palm against his scrotum, stretched his low-hanging ball sac, and tickled his balls.

I knew exactly what his cock desired as he often boasted to me what the girls did for him. My fingers twisted ever so gently, stroking his erection ever so tenderly.  My thumb and fingers encircled his engorged head which I guessed was purple with a dire need for release. Slowly, his precum was flowing out of his pee-hole.  I spread the wetness all around his head.  As one hand caressed his throbbing cock,  my other hand edged down his shorts to his knees.  He was cooperative and slightly lifted his body so that I could remove his boxer shorts without much difficulty.  He slid his body closer to me.  His nakedness, hot with desire, pressed against me.

His raging erection was now exposed and was pointing straight at the ceiling.  My fingers wrapped around his shaft and began to stroke it up and down.  His body arched upwards as his cock throbbed and pulsated in my hands. My fingers clenched around his shaft, and I felt his cock expanding in my hands as strings of cum erupted from within his balls.  His cum squirted into my hand again and again, bathing his abdomen with his hot spunk.

For minutes he remained suspended in orgasmic ecstasy with my hand's still incessantly caressing between his cock and balls, tantalising him.  I spread his cum over every square inch of his torso.  Slowly his body relaxed, but still he didn't move.  We fell asleep with my hand on his softening cock.

In the morning, we stirred before the two in the other bed, they apparently oblivious to all that had gone on during the night. We stole into the shower before them, covered the soaked sheets with the bedspread, and sprayed more deodorant and cologne than we usually used.

That was the only time I had physical contact with him.  He was the first in our group to get hitched.  His girlfriend got pregnant and months after she delivered the child, they got officially married.