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Men Only
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Bi-Sexual Male / 46
Finding Out That Half The Fun Is Knowing You Are Being Watched
At the time I traveled all over South America. I stopped in Rio several times and was familiar with how open it was. The desk clerk told me about a club I would go to, sit alone and enjoy the scenery. It was a club of men for men and it was always good to be slapped across the face with a cock. The club didn't have any rules about not touching, and several times I got a blowjob and got to hold a hard one.
But this trip was a bit different. On the way to the hotel, driven by an older man, he asked me if there was something different that I wanted to see or try while in Rio. I told him that what would suit me was a date with a man my age to sit and talk about nothing. He told me that he would be available after nine, and we could go to this small restaurant he knew of.
He came by the hotel at nine, and we went by cab to the restaurant. As he said, it was small and nothing special. But quiet and we were left alone. The wine and the food were nothing worth repeating, but by the time we were done he told me he had an apartment in the neighborhood. It was a small apartment, in a not to be remembered building amongst buildings. We took the elevator to the 11th floor. His window looked out on another building. He put his arms around me, under my arms, and held me against him with his hands on my chest. He pushed his hips against me. I turned and he kissed me gently and helped unbutton my shirt.
We stood bare chested, as we unzipped our pants and held each other's cock in our hands as we kissed and our pants fell to our feet, where we kicked them off. Now fully naked we kissed again and again before getting on the bed to share oral sex. We had sex, it had to be that way, when I make love I always want to bottom. He was experienced and it went well. We were laying naked on the bed when it dawned on me that the window was uncovered and the lights were on. He laughed and told me that everyone in every building made a sport out of watching neighbors have sex in the evening.
I stood completely naked in the window wondering who was watching. It felt good. I didn't go back to my hotel till right before sun up. But that night in Rio was a new experience. I've remembered that where ever I stay, I leave the window treatments open and leave the lights on, in case someone wasn't to watch me while I'm naked and masturbating, or better still when I have company with me.
But this trip was a bit different. On the way to the hotel, driven by an older man, he asked me if there was something different that I wanted to see or try while in Rio. I told him that what would suit me was a date with a man my age to sit and talk about nothing. He told me that he would be available after nine, and we could go to this small restaurant he knew of.
He came by the hotel at nine, and we went by cab to the restaurant. As he said, it was small and nothing special. But quiet and we were left alone. The wine and the food were nothing worth repeating, but by the time we were done he told me he had an apartment in the neighborhood. It was a small apartment, in a not to be remembered building amongst buildings. We took the elevator to the 11th floor. His window looked out on another building. He put his arms around me, under my arms, and held me against him with his hands on my chest. He pushed his hips against me. I turned and he kissed me gently and helped unbutton my shirt.
We stood bare chested, as we unzipped our pants and held each other's cock in our hands as we kissed and our pants fell to our feet, where we kicked them off. Now fully naked we kissed again and again before getting on the bed to share oral sex. We had sex, it had to be that way, when I make love I always want to bottom. He was experienced and it went well. We were laying naked on the bed when it dawned on me that the window was uncovered and the lights were on. He laughed and told me that everyone in every building made a sport out of watching neighbors have sex in the evening.
I stood completely naked in the window wondering who was watching. It felt good. I didn't go back to my hotel till right before sun up. But that night in Rio was a new experience. I've remembered that where ever I stay, I leave the window treatments open and leave the lights on, in case someone wasn't to watch me while I'm naked and masturbating, or better still when I have company with me.
