I will begin this story by admitting I am a voyeur. I love watching others getting naked, having sex, touching themselves—I love it all. I get so aroused by secretly peeping into their private moments. I have given it a lot of thought, and I don’t thing it’s the nudity or the dicks that get me hard, it’s the secrecy and intrusion of privacy that voyeurism implies that’s arousing to me. And the thing that I enjoy the most? Watching other men pee. Especially that very common thing, a man on the side of the road peeing by his stopped car, that drives me crazy. This is a very common image that thankfully I have witnessed numerous times, especially in the greek suburban life. However the story I am about to share with you is a unique experience that took place just recently.

It was one of those long days when I had managed to do everything: ten hours at the office, drinks with colleagues, and a sex date. I was winning at life that day, or at least that’s what I thought. And that gorgeous guy felt like the cherry on top. He lives really close to the office, and we had been chatting for a while. Our timetables never matched, but we finally managed to meet. I may have said yes to the drinks with colleagues hoping that I would finally be around when he got home. We had a gorgeous time, and left his place running to catch the last bus home. Needless to say that his cum was dripping from my hole.

The bus was very quiet, I guess something normal for midnight. I chose to sit right in front, as I always enjoy the view. Both of the streets and the bus drivers. And that tall, husky bearded greek man was a treat for the eyes. His thick arms looked strong, and when he would move his hand to push the buttons, his gorgeous juicy fingers would make me wet. And the lack of lights was no problem, darkness gave him a mysterious aura that added to the hotness.

I was so lost in daydreaming about him getting naked that I jumped in surprise when my phone rang. It was that characteristic Grindr beep. The guy I had met earlier had texted me to say he had an amazing time. I usually keep my phone on mute, but that night I had completely forgotten. The sound made me really shy. Because the bus was almost empty, the loud beep caught the bus driver’s attention. He calmly turned his head and looked at me through the mirror. I felt so embarrassed. But then I realized that the beep would only sound naughty if you know what Grindr is, and that thought gave me some relief. I looked around to see if another gay guy might be on the bus, but my quick scan didn’t pick up any queer energy.

A couple of stops later, the last passenger besides me got off the bus. Then it was just the two of us, the gorgeous bear driving the bus and me. We were in a very quiet part of the route, practically in the middle of nowhere, just fifteen minutes before the final stop. A road between empty fields, with scarce lighting and no signs of passing cars.

“Would it be ok if we had a very quick stop? I really need to pee,” he said looking me in the eyes right through the mirror. “ Absolutely,” I replied, feeling my sloppy hole gapping from excitement.

He pulled over to the side of the street when he found the chance. On the right side of the bus, there was nothing but trees and bushes, lit by the moonlight. He stopped the engine of the bus, and deliberately turned the lights off. His movements didn’t seem to show any urgency, for peeing or anything else. He opened the little door by the driver’s seat and got up in a way that made him clearly visible to me. Even though it was dark, the moonlight reflecting everywhere was enough for me to have a clear view of this gorgeous man.

Our eyes met, and he gave me a very cute, shy smile. As he stepped out, he grabbed the metal railing in front of my seat, as if he wanted to get a little closer to me somehow. I felt his warm energy surrounding me in a flirtatious way. His slow movements felt like he really wanted me to look at him. And he finally got out of the bus.

He took just one single step outside the vehicle. He looked left and right, and after making sure no one was around, he slowly reached for his private parts. He very sensually unzipped his jeans and put his thick hand inside his underwear. And just like that he took his cock out.

The scene felt like right out of a porn movie. The silver moonlight was caressing his massive tool, giving his whole silhouette a divine-like aura. I was obsessed with everything that was happening. My heart was beating fast and my dick was getting hard, while my sloppy hole was asking for more.

No pee was coming out. And just when I realized that, he slowly turned his head and looked at me. I couldn’t look away, I stared at him right back, moving my eyes up and down not wanting to miss a clue. He then slowly started to play with it, with his eyes were still staring at me. I had a rush I hadn’t felt in a while. That voyeur energy that I treasure so highly. And without giving it an extra thought I got up from my seat and stepped outside the bus as well.

“I realized I need to pee as well,” was what I came up with and that made him smile.

“This is a great spot for that,” he continued. “There is no one around, and we are not in a rush.”

I got my dick out, which was already hard. His eyes instantly went there and the flapping became more intense. His dick was hard too. A big thick dick to match his thick body. Gorgeous in any way.

“Difficult to pee like this,” he noted. “ I have the same problem,” he said and turned his body towards me, showing off his massive wood.

“I may know how to deal with this kind of problem,” I admitted.

“Please show me,” he said releasing his dick and putting his hands on his waist.

I got a step closer, with my body still in parallel to his. My hand slowly approached his private area. I firstly grabbed his balls, making him sigh deeply. My other hand caressed his back as I was squeezing his sack. Then I started jacking him off, right there, out in public, in the middle of nowhere. I was so horny for him and the whole situation. I couldn’t help myself, I got on my knees and sucked him. It was so big I could barely fit it in my mouth. The sounds that were coming off of him were so hot.

“Let me see if I got this right,” he said and grabbed me from the armpits. He lifted me up and got on his knees. Mimicking me, he grabbed my balls first before jacking me off. His face was a breath away from my dick, which drove me crazy. Slowly, his finger went to my sloppy hole. When he realized it was already wet, he raised his eyes and looked me in the eyes. “That was used not long ago,” I admitted smiling. And that got him very excited. He slipped his finger right inside me, while devouring my pumping dick. I had to stop him, “wait, I will explode.” But he did not flinch, “I want every drop.”

He looked me in the eyes with my cum dripping from his mouth. My load was so massive he couldn’t hold it in. He was smiling so pleased. He got back on his feet and with a couple of flaps shoot his load into the darkness. I was in awe.

The ride to the final stop was quiet, as we both were trying to catch our breaths. Right before getting out of the bus I found the courage to ask for his phone number. “Sorry, I can’t,” he confessed with a sad face. “But I promise you, I will be jerking off to this,” he said smiling naughtily.

“You have no idea…” I replied smiling back.

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