The Watcher
By Brilane
Don closed the front door and walked over to where Lane was standing." You here to keep a watch on me?" Don asked. "No I am only to stay here like the General said and if you are uneasy about that I can leave." "No, if you're referring to last night I was a little concerned about how I felt more then anything else." Lane sat down on the couch as Don walked over to the large bay windows and looked out onto the street. It was starting to get dark out and he was about to turn the desk lamp on when he noticed that Lane had fallen asleep on the couch. Don walked over to Lane and could see that he was sound asleep. He decided to let Lane sleep and walked over and turned of the other lights in the room and walked down the hall to his bedroom.
Don walked over to the large floor-length mirror and took his tie off and then his jacket off, opened the door and hung it on a hanger. Don closed the door and looked at the reflection of himself. His tank top styled undershirt looked good to him. Until last night he had not given much thought to a man's body. Oh there were those days in college when you noticed another guys cock for comparison to your own, but by and large he never noticed others. Don looked at his image and liked what he saw. He looked at his facial features and saw a rectangular face and a crop of sandy blond hair and soft green eyes. His shoulders were sharp in shape and he had a little hair showing at the tank top neck line.
Don turned and looked at the door and could hear Lane snoring. He turned to the mirror again and undid his slacks and hung them beside the coat and then closed the closet door tightly. He looked at himself again in the mirror and really liked what he saw. He had a nice built he thought. The undershirt fit a little snug and show his nipples clearly and he had on a pair of new white briefs that his mother sent that are one size to small but the outlined his sexual organs very nicely and Lane had on the small thing they wear in his time and they did turn Don on. Don then pulled off the undershirt and looked at his chest and he started rubbing his pecks softly, letting his finger tips brush his nipples and sending shivers up his spine.
He had quarter sized nipples that protruded slightly and his lower belly was smoth and fairly flat. Not the washboard type of Lanes but nice none the less. He looked at the briefs and could see a slight rise in the front pouch, this was getting him turned on. He would most often just lie in bed and jerk off and then go to sleep at night. This self examination was something he liked. The underpants were a new style abd they showed the crotch bulge more then the others he had. He lowered his right hand to the pouch and cupped it and gently massaged his penis and balls. Don then turned to his right and looked at a side view and looked at how the front of the shorts really bulged outward and he could see in the reflection that he was clearly circumsized, the large head showed clearly through the cotton pants. He looked at his ass and liked how it was shaped and how the white shorts made it look even more sensuous The left cheek was well formed and it stuck out up and had a nice curve to the shape.
Don started to rub his ass and he started to massage the front of the shorts while watching himself in the mirrow and thought how sexy he really is and started getting turned on to the point that he forgot all about Lane and started thing about his old Harvard roommate who he use to watch strut around their dorm room in his jock strap showing a hardon and how he would rub his dick all the time. The gut thought he was a stud and Don always felt a little uncomfortable with him doing that. But now he felt like doing just that. He walked over to his dresser and opened the bottom draw and found his old jockstrap and went back to the mirror and looked at himself again. Yes, he thought. Taking off the white briefs he slipped on the strap and adjusted the pouch and the ass straps. He turned from side to side looking at how it fit. He was as well built as his old roommate and he showed a better jock bulge then the other guy had. He liked the idea of showing off, even if it was to himself alone here in his bedroom. Don started standing in different poses and rubbing the jock pouch and the left cheek of his ass while daydreaming about how his roommate lie on his bed and almost jerkoff threw the jock he wore all the time.
Lane woke up in total darkness. He set up and looked around and realized that Donald had gone to bed. 'Well he thought, he must want me to sleep on the couch tonight. I can't blame him, I did get a bit carried away last night. Don is handsome and has a warmth manner about him.' Lane got off the couch and took off his tie and shirt then undid his slacks and folded them on a chair near the couch. He had purposely wore a pair of Calvin Klein's black silk low rise briefs to appear more sexy to Donald Dwight tonight and the guy went to bed on him. Maybe Lane had misunderstood the previous night, or he over read the night and Don was treating it like a one night stand.
Lane decided to walk down the hall to the bathroom and he noticed that the light was on in Don's bedroom. Should he go in or stay out tonight. He chose to take a piss and then return to the couch. He laid down on the couch and kept thinking about what Don might be doing in his room. Could he be reading or laying there masturbating thing of a sexy girl that turned him on. Lane started thinking of how it would look watching Don work on that nice nine inch hard cock he had. He could just see Don's hands working that big cut penis and those very nice soft balls he has. Lane started getting aroused and he looked down at the black briefs and could see his own nine inch uncut penis getting hard. He liked looking at his crotch and loved the feal of the nylon short he put on that day. Lanes hand went down to the pouch of the Calvins and started rubbing his large balls and started thinking of Don in his room doing the same.
Lane's thoughts started to stray to other men and other times during his sexual life and then he remembered that night at Andrews when he was being watched by the young Air Man from the other barracks. Lane had been out that night and tried to get laid but had no luck but got a little drunk. When he got back to his barracks he was undressing and while standing at his desk, only in his snug fitting jeans he noticed in the reflection in the mirror a young guy standing in the window of the barracks next to his. Lane walked over to the bed standing with his back to the widow but lane could see the other man he thought was looking at him. So he decided to see if the guy was watching him. Lane took his hand and undid his jeans buckle and then raised his arms up over his head and stretched his body while standing on his tip toes. He hoped that the picture of his ass rising and pushing out against his jeans, and the lowing of the jeans revealing the waist band of his bikini briefs to the kid. Lane looked at the mirror and saw the young guy move a little closer to his window to get a better view he knew that the kid was watching him and wanted more.
Lane turned around and slowly slide his zipper down all revealing the front of his briefs. He then took his fingers in the waist of the jeans and pulled then down to just below the cock pouch of the shorts. He them cupped the pouch of the briefs and rubbed his cock and ball while taking this right hand massaging his left nipple. Lane decided that was enough to really get the kid interested in more. He looked up and noticed that the kid had moved much closer to his window so he could see better. Lane sat no the bed and pulled the jeans off lifting his legs so the kid could get a good look at his ass. Then lane laid out on the bed and started rubbing his nipples again and rubbing his briefs. He looked a little to see the kid hopping that the kid did not think he had see him, he hadn't. In fact the guy had moved close enough to his window that Lane could see almost all the guys body. Not bad either. The boy was only wearing his underwear and he looked good. Laine thought this kid should get a good show. He lifted his legs up and set his feet flat on the bed and spread his knees wide, all the while rubbing the balls threw the underwear. The lane took his other hand off the nipples and placed it on his right ass cheek and began massaging it. He was turning himself on as much as he hoped it was turning the kid on. Hid hand would go from his balls to his cock and back and the he took it off the balls and rubbed the left cheek while the right hand worked the right cheek. He moved that hand up to his nipple again and started piching it real hard. Lane looked at the kid and he was now pinching his own nipple and Lane could see the kid had an erection starting in the boys white briefs.
Lane then stretched out again and placed his fingers in the waist band of the briefs, lifting his hips he pulled down the bikinis very slowly and then lifted his legs up high so the kid could get s nice view of the ass crack. Then Lane laid his legs down flat on the bed with them about two feet apart. He rested like this for a minute looking at the window of the other barracks to see the kid now was close enought to his window that Lane could tell it was the young guy who was always reading at the ball field when he went jogging in the mornings.
Lane liked to jog in the mornings and there was this young hansome guy always reading along the third base line. The kid would always watch him when he made his rounds. After a couple of times Lane noticed that the young man starting wearing nice tight fitting nylon running shorts that have a nylon brief lining that show a persons crotch bulge really niclely. From what Lane could see each time he passed the kid, the kids crotch would become more filled. Lane also noticed that the kid would cruise him and the short tight bike pants he liked to wear when out jogging. So this kid in the window was that kid. Lane could see that the kid had a sizable penis himself.
Lane decided to give the kid a good show. He took the black bikinis and rubbed them in his face so the kid would not see him looking and then started working his cock and balls in a very sexual manner. The kid like-wise and was doing the same exact things to his penis and balls that Lane did but in the shorts. Lane liked his large uncut dick and enjoyed pulling the skin back and forth in very slow motions. Lane could see the kids chest rising as his breathing quickened. The kid finally starting sliding his shorts down to free his penis from the cotton briefs. Lane started rubbing and sniffing a little more vigorously and he could see the young guys penis was not cut and that turned him on more. He let go of the black shorts and took his right hand and placed it between his legs, lifting them, and started playing with his ass and jerking faster on his cock and watching the kid while doing so. The kid had both hands between his legs working his balls and cock as fast as Lane was.
Lane was getting so excited by the idea of the kid watching him he exploded without warning and let loose a massive amount of seaman and got a face full. He looked at the kid and could see he had just climaxed himself and was really getting a hand full. Lane was looking straight at the kid when he got off the bed and walked over to the window. The kid looked shocked and stepped back and Lane reached up and pulled down the curtain with a bug smile on his face.'
Lane never forgot that and knows the kid didn't either. The young Airman was Peter Holmes and he had the good fortune to assigned to duty on Uris One. Lane laid there on the couch rubbing hid black shorts and looked over at the hall that lead to Don's bedroom. He decided to go down the hall. Lane didn"t want to sleep anyway. At the door he could hear Don walking on the floor then the foots stopped. Lane slowly turned the knob and swung the door open slightly. There was a small light on and as Lane looked around the door he saw Don's back. Don was standing in front of a full mirror dressed only a jockstrap, and he looked great from this angel. His ass filled out the straps and it made the cheeks look like melons. The crack line was perfect and the legs made Don's stance almost god like.
Lane could see the front of Don reflected in the mirror. It showed him a little to his left side which Don could not see the door or lane standing looking at him. Don was rubbing his left nipple and massaging the pouch of the jock, which had a considerable bulge in it. His eyes were looking at his waist and it was evident that he was having some kind of fantasy. Don was just perfect in Lanes eyes and because of the way they met nothing could come of it. Lane stepped back from the door and quietly went back to the couch.
Don had gotten so into himself that he didn't realize that the door was opened until he looked to the left to look at his ass again. 'Oh, he thought what if Lane should see me standing here playing with myself like a teenager. Don went over and closed it then went over turned out the light and got into bed. Don laid there thinking about all that had happened and hoped that his life hadn't changed to much. He was thankful for what he had been given, a look into tomorrow and beyond and to Lane for giving him a new side of he never new. He felt close to Lane in a loving sort of way.
Don fell asleep feeling good about himself and the world he now knew.