Date: Wed, 31 Dec 2014 10:38:21 -0500 From: Patrick Thomas Subject: Teen Voyeur's Dream Teen Voyeur's Dream By Patrick (patrickthomas981@gmail.com) Disclaimer: this story contains material which might be construed as being offensive or illegal in some areas of the world. In this case, do not proceed further. Simon and I had known each other since we were young boys in middle school. We'd become acquainted through mutual friends in 7th grade, which was about the time I was starting to feel the full force of puberty and realize that I was a homosexual boy. We never hung out much outside of school, but I was madly in love with Simon by the time we reached high school. He was probably the most beautiful and sweet boy I'd ever known. Simon was about 5'8", athletic build, short, light blond hair and beautiful blue eyes. Oh, yeah, he had a great smile too. I loved to see him smile. Simon's had a great personality too... a genuinely nice, approachable, very likable guy. Yeah, he was pretty damn cute, and his name, "Simon", was also kind of cute. Simon is not a common name for a boy in the US, but it has a certain character which is delicate (in a masculine way) and made me to want to become more intimate with him. In the year 2009 we were in 10th grade, and Simon was also on the school swim team. I used every opportunity I had to come to his swim meets and practices to watch him swim. He was just so perfect in every way, especially in his white Speedo brand swim briefs. Simon's smooth body, his gorgeous butt, belly, chest, nipples and his posture... everything about him either made my dick hard or gave me the feeling of butterflies in my stomach! It was hard to talk to Simon because of how felt about him, but I loved to watch him at swim meets and practices. It gave me a chance to watch him, check him out see his package up close to see what details I could find about his lovely boyhood. But it wasn't enough... I needed to really check him out... in full detail... I thought about Simon non-stop, night and day. I wanted to be his lover, I wanted to hold him, cuddle him, kiss him, share smiles, hugs and experiences with him. But I was only a closeted gay teen boy and nobody knew how I felt... Simon least of all. I wasn't completely sure if Simon was gay, and if he was, he was very straight-acting, but it was definitely possible! He was very friendly with everybody, but the majority of his friends were guys, and I'd never seen him flirting with girls or known of him dating anyone. One day, after watching Simon at swim practice, I decided to sneak into the locker room. There weren't a lot of guys at practice that day, so it was easy to be stealthy. For my mission to be successful, I had to be quiet, quick and undetectable. I wanted to see Simon naked! I waited for Simon to go to his locker, strip down and enter the shower. I snuck over to the locker room shower area and peaked around the corner to watch him. Shocked, amazed, and feeling my penis growing in my pants, I finally got to see the boy I loved... fully naked! It was exhilarating, to say the least! Simon's smooth bare ass was beautiful, pale, gorgeous... and I could see the difference in tan from where the Speedo covered his body. I could tell that a Speedo was a regular part of his swim apparel, even outside of the swim team. He was the poster image of a perfect swimmer boy... smooth body with a small muscular frame... and whether Speedo clad or naked... he was hot! My heart began to palpitate as I watched my boy shower. Simon soaped up his body and began to wash and rub his cute ass cheeks... almost like a deep muscle massage. I was incredibly turned on by the detail he put into massaging his firm buttocks! Not long after that, he looked sort of back and over to the side and he almost saw me, which just about gave me a heart attack! I moved back out of view, staying quiet, listening and waiting. When the coast was clear, I took another look, and I caught Simon fingering his ass! It looked like he had a one finger in his hole and was getting ready to slip in a second finger. Simon's left hand was on his penis and balls... stroking his dick and cradling his scrotum, giving his testicles a deep rub. It seemed that me and Simon both preferred to masturbate left-handed. It made me wonder what it would be like if we jerked each other off. I just couldn't believe what I was seeing! I'd been fantasizing about Simon and jacking off over him, and now, I was actually watching him masturbate! He wasn't just masturbating, either... he was deeply fingering his anus with his middle finger too! The situation was was too perfect! As he leaned to the side and turned slightly, putting his hips into a thrusting action, I could see that he was completely smooth... having apparently no pubic hair, although I don't know if he was naturally smoothed or shaven. I could see his dick now... and I'd guess to say that his penis was between 6 ½ and 7 inches, but not quite 7, and he was circumcised. God, I love circumcised boys! Could Simon have been any more perfect and dreamy?! Simon was more beautiful and erotic than anyone I'd ever seen before or have to this day. I wanted so badly to strip naked, walk in and help Simon pleasure himself, kissing him on the lips as we mutually masturbated... then jack him off from behind, my throbbing hard dick up his ass, shooting huge loads of hot cum up his hole in bareback anal sex and feel my lover's dick throb as he cums. Of course, I was too scared to try something like that, since he might not be receptive, and it could backfire! And then it happened, Simon did indeed slip a another finger into his anus and he begin to moan in pleasure. I could see the look on his face from the side profile... his eyes were closed and his expression was of ecstasy under that hot shower. After a few minutes spent masturbating and fingering his asshole, Simon's moaning ceased. He took his fingers out of his tight hole and grabbed his shampoo bottle. He got his left hand into a soapy lather, leaned against the wall with his right hand and continued to masturbate, moaning intensely. Wasn't he afraid to get caught jerking off in the school shower?! My penis was rock hard and I could feel that it dripping with precum. I wanted so desperately to make love to Simon, or at least to drop my pants and masturbate while I watched him. The look on Simon's face as he stroked his soapy penis was incredible... so intense and so beautiful. I imagined it was the same look he would have if I were having sex with him, providing pleasure to every part of his beautiful young body and whispering my confessions of love into his ear. I wondered who or what he was thinking about and fantasizing. Could he be masturbating over another boy, even by slim chance, fantasizing about me? The way he pleasured his asshole, I couldn't imagine that he wouldn't enjoy having a dick inside of him... the dick of another boy... one who passionately loved him... my dick in Simon's ass. Simon breathed heavy, masturbating furiously, preparing to reach his climax. I couldn't wait to finally see him cum! He whimpered or moaned a bit and then he paused for a moment, ceasing to pump his beautiful boy organ. Then with a gasp, Simon reached his orgasm, and I watched him ejaculate about four or five bit shots of semen onto the shower floor... a huge load! Such a horny boy! His balls must have been backed up with all of that sperm, and I wondered when was the last time he jacked off. When he finished cumming, Simon washed the shampoo from his hands and appeared to wipe a bit of semen from his solar plexus, right where he chest meets his belly. I thought he'd see me at that point, but he didn't. I watched as he ate the semen from off his finger. Simon quickly turned off the water and went back to his locker. I had quickly duck behind a row of lockers. It took him a few minutes to get dressed, gather his belongings and leave the locker room. He rushed right by me, and I know he saw me as he passed by, but he didn't stop to say anything... he just left in a hurry. I debated the idea of having him see me standing there when he came out of the shower... perhaps even letting Simon know that I was watching him and how I felt about him. I also thought about waiting till he was dressed and approaching him to speak casually... about swimming, how the practice went, school, what he was doing after school, anything.... but I couldn't bring myself to talk to him in that moment. I was petrified! I also kind of wanted to see how he looked after masturbating. Would his expression be one of guilt and shame? Even if he didn't know that I'd been watching him, would he have the look of a boy who'd been caught with his pants down and his penis in his hand? In conclusion, I had the chance to watch the boy of my dreams, Simon, masturbate in a steamy shower after swim practice, but I chickened out to approaching him afterward. Ultimately, never had an intimate relationship with Simon, and I never even told him how I felt about him. I'm still in love with him to this day, and I fantasize about him frequently, remembering every detail about that sweet blond swimmer boy and his naked shower wank.