The Voyeur

I have always been turned on by watching and hearing people have sex. For preference I would rather join in and be part of the action. But I know some people just love watching.

A long time ago I spent a weekend with a partner staying with a mate of his who had a beach house north of Perth in Western Australia. I can’t actually remember the name of the guy who had the beach house, let’s call him John for simplicity.

Anyway John had told us he regularly hung around the wind-surfers and other guys at the beach, and a fair few of them were camped out in panel vans (remember them?!) at the beach with no amenities. John would strike up a conversation with a hot young dude who was often with a young woman, and say his place had a nice big shower room they could use to clean up and he’d cook some dinner and they could knock back a few beers. He would say there was a spare bedroom available for the dude and his woman if they wanted to crash there, so he often got takers.

The bathroom at the beach house was separate from the house itself. The bathroom was quite large with an open shower, and a big mirror on the opposite wall. Behind the wall was a laundry, and I remember that on several occasions John said he was ducking out to the laundry to wash some clothes or some such thing, and I thought nothing about it.

What I found out years later was that the big mirror on the bathroom wall was a one-way glass and that John would claim to need to do some laundry whenever anyone went into to the bathroom for a shower.

Apparently the young dudes he befriended would often want to shower with their woman, and John would park himself in the laundry watching them through the one-way glass. Seems he often got to see a hot young guy fucking with his woman in the shower!

At other times when it was just a guy on his own, it was apparently common for the guy to beat off in the shower, often while fingering his own arse-hole. And John had a perfect view of the whole session!

When I was told about the mirror years later, I began wondering whether I had ever wanked in the shower there, but I honestly can’t remember whether I did or not. If in fact I did have a wank, I hope John enjoyed the view!

Anyway, that was years ago, now back to the present. I hadn’t cruised in public for a long time but it was a hot summer night and I was feeling twitchy so I decided to check out a spot by the lake that I read about on a hook-up site.

I parked my car and noticed a big truck parked there as well. Maybe a truckie on the prowl for a quickie I thought. (In Australia we tend to say truckie, not trucker).

I walked along the pathway till I got to the toilet block, and I carefully slipped inside and stood at the urinal. As my eyes adjusted to the low light level I saw the truckie, a beefy guy about 45 with a trim beard. He was in the toilet cubicle but it had no door so I could see him kissing a tall, slim young guy, about eighteen perhaps. The older man had the boy’s face in his hands kissing him deeply, and the boy had wrapped his arms around the older man, whimpering softly.

I kept still and quiet not wanting to interrupt and spoil the magic of their making-out. Soon enough the pretty blonde had sunk to his knees and accepted the truckie’s cock into his mouth.

Pretty boy was swallowing the truckie’s cock like it was candy, licking and slobbering and moaning with desire. Eventually the truckie asked him ‘You want me to fuck you?” and I heard the boy reply, “Yeah, I want that”.

The boy asked the truckie to “Please take it real slow, it’s my first time”. The truckie was a considerate guy, gentle and patient as he slowly worked his big rig into the virgin hole. But soon enough he was ploughing his prick deep into the sexy twink. The boy was whimpering loudly, begging to be fucked and filled, and the truckie began pounding hard, telling him he would soon have his first-ever load of man-spunk in his arse. Before much longer the truckie drove his cock home grunting and cursing as he emptied his load into the boy’s no-longer-virgin hole.

The pair stayed locked together for a while, then I heard the boy say he would love to be fucked again. The truckie said he came through town most Wednesday nights, about the same time, and he would gladly give that arse another pounding. They both left the toilet block and I was so turned on by what I had just witnessed I began stroking myself and soon shot my load at the urinal.

The following Wednesday night it was still warm weather, ideal for cruising outdoors, and I was hoping the truckie would be there again. Sure enough, not long after I had parked and headed into the toilet block, I heard a truck pull up nearby. I sat on the toilet with the lid down, and waited till the truckie appeared in the room. He saw me there, and moved inside the cubicle, pulling his shorts down to reveal a thick dark slab of meat which he offered to my mouth. I turned on my best cock-sucking skills and gave him plenty of pleasure before finally pulling my head off his cock as I saw someone else was now squeezing into the cubicle. It was pretty boy again.

The truckie lid his arm around the boy’s shoulder and kissed him long and deep. “Shove your cock in this guy’s face” he told the blonde, and pretty boy obliged by stepping forward, shucking his shorts down, and slipping his length into my mouth. As I sucked his teen meat I heard the truckie whisper “Keep fucking his face, I’ll screw you while you do it”. Pretty boy replied “Fuck yeah, stick it in me” and the truckie was soon balls deep in the blonde, humping him vigorously.

I licked and kissed and swallowed the young man’s meat as his arse was being pounded by the truckie’s big cock, and we kept this up for a few minutes before the truckie said “Gonna fill you with my load baby” and locked his arms around the boy as he pumped his semen into him. The boy reacted by head-locking me and shooting his spunk into my throat moaning “fuck yeah, fuck yeah”.

I continued to gently lick and kiss the boy’s cock. The truckie asked the boy “Did ya cum?” and pretty boy replied “Shot my load down his throat, yeah”. The truckie slipped out of the boy’s hole and told him to turn around. “Now back up” he said, “and make that guy lick my cum outta your arse”. The boy shuffled back and poked his arse towards my face as I leaned forward and began licking his freshly-fucked hole. I slid my tongue right inside him seeking the taste of the truckie’s cum-load, and pretty boy squirmed with pleasure as I rimmed him.

After a couple of minutes of having the cum licked out of his hole, the blonde boy straightened up and said “I gotta have a piss”. I didn’t hesitate, and said “Piss in my mouth mate, I wanna drink it”.

The boy seemed a nonplussed but the truckie encouraged him. “Go on, stick it in his mouth and have a nice long piss, fill his belly with your piss mate”. So I took his cock-head into my mouth and soon enough the tang of his urine hit my nostrils as he squirted several shots into my mouth, then he settled into a nice long steady stream of piss that I guzzled down till I needed a breath. I aimed his cock at my chest and said “Soak me with it mate, get me all wet”.

The pissing continued for a little while as the truckie encouraged the boy, “Yeah mate, hose him down”. Then the truckie took the boy’s place, and roughly shoved his cock in my mouth, holding my head firmly as he unleashed a stream of piss into my mouth. “Take it mate” he grunted, “swallow my fucking piss”. Much of his torrent overflowed from my mouth and soaked my shirt and shorts, and I suddenly ejaculated, filing my piss-soaked shorts with my cum-load.

The truckie finally tucked his cock back in his pants, and turned to the boy. “That was fucking hot mate, you gonna be here next Wednesday night?” The boy replied “Fuck yes, I wanta have you in my arse again” and the truckie pulled the boy in for a long sloppy kiss before telling him “I gotta get back on the road, sweet dreams baby” and they walked out of the toilet block leaving me dripping wet but happy.