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I'm only posting this anon because the persons mentioned may take offense by what I did if they happened to read about it, and not because I'm ashamed or anything. Posting it anon at least lessens the chance that they might browse through and find my name, and decide to read this. This is also my first post.
True story (voyeurism):
I live off campus, and over Thanksgiving break, a three of my friends and I decided not to go home, since we had a final project due after the break. Due to our great fortune, we finished early! But because it was Thanksgiving, all the malls and shops closed early, so we got no where to go. One of the guys suggested that we watch some videos (he has a pretty good collection). They were old videos, but what the heck, we had nothing to do anyway. Each of us picked one show that we liked. He had the usual popular movies that I've seen already, except one, called "Sliver", which I haven't seen because I heard the reviews said it sucked. My friend asked him why he brought it anyway, and he said it was one of the best movies in his collection. The other guy said he hasn't seen it neither, and the video guy said that we gotta see "Sliver", because there's nothing else like it.
We decided to watch the show at my place, since I had the bigger TV, and better stero equipment. The guy insisted on watching "Sliver" first, so we did. Well, he was right. Sharon Stone was hot! The idea of voyeurism was very erotic. I was so turned on! The other two guys didn't seem to like it, saying the story suck, and plot ended nowhere.
My hardon was still pulsing all through "Silence of the Lambs", the movie I chose. "Striking Distance" and "Point of No Return" went by and they were good. By that time, it was almost 3am and we were all beat, considering we just exhausted ourselves the previous few nights on our project.
One of the guys in our group lived a pretty good distance away from my apartment. Since he was nodding off during the movies already, I asked him to stay over. I was sure my apartmentmate won't mind if we used his bed, but we found his room locked. So I gave the guy a blanket and let him have the couch.
I fell asleep as soon as I hit the bed. I woke at early lights of dawn with a massive hardon. I guess I was dreaming about Sharon or something. I took a piss but my hardon won't go away. My friend was still snoring on the couch. I got this crazy idea of wanking off infront of him. And as of that wasn't crazy enough, I stripped infront of him too. I started stroking my penis slowly, standing infront of him. I thought my heart beat would wake him. It was beating so loud! I was beating my dick pretty hard too, as I got warmed up. I don't know if my friend heard me or not, but he shifted slightly, as one would do when he's asleep. I dropped flat on my stomach. I kept my eyes on his, and I don't think he opened them, so I assumed that he was asleep. I got up and my pulse was going crazy, but I was so turned on. I continued beating myself. And I came before I knew it! I didn't even have time to turn around or cover my tip. It just shot out. It wasn't one of the greatest orgasms of my life, probably because I was so scared. I jumped behind the couch faster than a thief and quickly pulled on my sweat pants before my dick even stopped shooting.
I crouched behind the couch and listened to my friend's slow steady breathing. I looked back over the couah, and OH MY GOD! There was a drop of cum on his hair. I looked over more carefully and there was another on his cheek! He was still asleep, but I don't know what he'll do if he finds cum on his face when he gets up. I quickly cleaned up the cum on the couch and the floor. I turned to him and wondered if he'd wake up if I wipe his face. Or maybe I should leave it on, and he'll think he'd been drooling or something. I decided not to take the chance, and started wiping his face with a tissue. He began to stur, and I think I panicked. I tossed the tissue aside, and pulled the blanket over his head. He woke up then and pulled the blanket aside. "John?" (that's not my real name). I pretended that I was horsing around and pulled the blanket over his head again, and started rubbing his head around (I hoped that wiped off the cum on his face and hair). "It's time to get to class lazy head," I answered. He looked at his watch and said, "Fuck you, you asshole, it's seven in the morning, and we're on break!" I quit clowning and let him fall back asleep.
I got back to my room and realized that there was a huge wet spot in the front of my sweat pants, from my cum. I hoped he didn't notice the spot, and I hope that the thinks that the wet drops on the blanket were from saliva. I couldn't get back to sleep again, from that exciting morning, and I lay on my bed replaying the whole scene over and over again, and even laughing about it. My friend didn't get up until after noon, and didn't suspect a thing. At least that's what I hope.
Simon
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