I could tell he was nervous. It was his first day here. His first performance. I was patient. They could not see me- but knew I was there. They could hear me, I could hear them. Two way glass.
Very few people knew of my dirty fetish, nor would they expect I would know where to go to watch such a thing- but every once in a while, I found myself back in the parking lot of this gay bar where I could go through a special door and watch what I came to see. I sat back in my chair sipping my martini and watching in silence.

They were two young men. Probably in their 20’s. Tan, built, beautiful. They were sitting in a small room, on a bench. Kissing. Both in tank tops and loose fitting jeans. Jay worked the show room most weekend nights, but this new guy, Mark, was new. Mark had a rougher look to him, tattoos, a piercing through his eyebrow. As he kissed Jay, he looked reserved, almost uncomfortable. The kissing was held back. His lips curled inwards and he seemed uncomfortable. I smiled to myself. Perhaps Mark was straight. Maybe he needed the extra money and he knew this was quicker and more profitable that traditional means. You could tell that Jay was familiar with him. His touches seemed meant to reassure him.

Jay reached over and stroked Mark’s cock through his jeans. Mark did the same, but with less enthusiasm. The continued to stroke each other until both cocks were hard under their jeans. I was fascinated watching Mark fight with himself as well as turned on by Jay’s pursuit. He continued on, stroking and squeezing Mark’s cock. He was undeniably interested in what Jay had to offer- but first he would have to want it.

Mark stood up and Jay quickly moved to his knees, pulling Mark’s belt off and helping him step out of his pants. My fingers moved under my skirt at this point, running my fingers up and down the lace of my panties. watching, just watching. Jay took Mark’s cock in his mouth, slowly. Just stroking him with his mouth, pushing him into his mouth and then withdrawing, leaving Mark groaning for more. I felt the swelling in my pussy- watching Jay move on Mark’s cock. This was my secret deviance. Something I shared with nobody. I watched Jay’s lips tighten around him. His cheeks caving in, sucking. His hands rested on Mark’s smooth legs. His thumbs rested in the curves of his muscular thighs, gentle and unaggressive. His mouth however, continued to suck on him in a steady manner.

Mark appeared to be tortured. His cock was rock hard, throbbing and his hips thrust instinctively again and again into Jay’s mouth. However, he was wincing- he looked uncomfortable, frustrated. Trying not to enjoy it, not to want it. His angst was making me crazy with desire. I wanted to see him break- see him grab Jay’s head and fuck his face hard and furiously. His inner battle, his brain against his beast. He looked straight ahead, or up towards the ceiling- not wanting to look down to see Jay, handsome and tan, so deliciously enjoying his hard dick. I could almost read his mind, he was transparent in his struggle. Wanting to surrender, but afraid of what it meant. A lifetime of gay bashing all meant to hide his own desires, and even now when he was able to express it, he fought it.

I reached down and pulled a small vibe from my purse but waited to turn it on. My clit was aching from the tension. They could not see me, but they could hear my voice. “It’s ok to want it.” I taunted at Mark through the one way glass, “You want to fuck his mouth don’t you? I couldn’t suck that fat dick better myself.”

He groaned and looked toward me at the glass. He was seething at me, but I laughed at him. Jay continued to suck him and he was stroking his smooth balls with his hands. Mark was in heaven, you could see it by the way his eyes occasionally rolled back and the way his lips would pucker when he was sunk deep in Jay’s mouth.

“Mmmm, that’s a goood boy. Let him suck that cock. You fucking want it, you love it don’t you?” Mark grimaced again, but he didn’t deny. “It’s Jay’s turn, why don’t you fuck his ass for me.”

Jay smiled and moved up Mark’s sweaty body. They kissed for a few moments more, grabbing and jerking each other until Jay finally bent over on all 4’s. His round hairless ass pushing against Marks hard cock. He pushed it and rubbed it against his ass. Stroking himself and grabbing his cock hard, squeezing his balls while his cock stayed rigid and wanting.

“It’s ok baby,” I purred at him through the intercom. “Nobody is watching but me.” I leaned into the intercom, “and I know your secret.” I turned on the vibrator and traced a line up my pussy lips until it touched my clit, “Fuck him, you want to.”

He didn’t answer but his cock jerked at the sound of my vibrator filling the small space where they were. He pulled a condom over his cock and pushed it into Jay. Slowly. Jay moaned out in ecstasy. Arching his back to take him in and pushed backwards. Mark moaned a deep and satisfied moan, throaty and thick- feeling Jay’s asshole tight around his shaft. He rested his hands at his own sides and just thrust forward.

I was fast approaching my orgasm, but mildly amused by Mark’s reluctance. He looked up at the ceiling, but his hands up over his head. Anything to keep the feeling of fucking Jay, without having to know he was fucking him. His body though, responded differently than his brain. His cock throbbed and pumped as far as it could with only thrusts. Jay pushed back against him, only causing Mark to pull back and then just give fast shallow thrusts, until he could take no more of his own torture and stick his cock into Jay’s hot ass.

I taunted some more. I knew he wanted it. I knew he wanted to take control here, but he needed permission to do it. My legs were spread over each chair arm and I turned the vibe up a little higher, “oooh yes- Mark. That’s what you want. You want to fuck him don’t you. Fuck him hard. Finally, a hot ass for you to fuck. Do it, fuck, do it hard.”

He hands hesitated a bit, resting first, one hand on the small of Jay’s back the other on his own stomach. Then behind his head. He would look down briefly at Jay and I noticed hw would thrust a little harder.

I wanted to see it. I wanted to see him give in to his desire. Surrender to it and take what he wanted so, so badly. Thrust his cock, full tilt into Jay’s ass and fuck him the right way.

“Grab him,” I said through gritted teeth, my own orgasm building and burning at me. Jay pushing back on Mark’s cock, begging him please. I could not take it much longer. Words poured from my lips. “Grab his hips and fuck his ass. Do it. You want to- fuck him. Come one, do it. Fuck’im- oh fuck.” My orgasm started to peak as Mark finally gave in. His hands gripped Jay tight at his hips and he pulled him down. His cock pounding into Jay- viciously. Jay yelled out loud, moaning and cursing while Mark pumped at his ass. Nirvana was found for Mark- his head threw back as he pulled Jay to him and pumped his thick fat cock into him again and again, letting out a dirty growl with each thrust. I came hard, and loud, letting them hear me- knowing how much I was getting off watching them. It was the least I could do since they could not see me.

Jay was pumping his cock underneath
him and Mark thrust a few more solid deep thrusts, a few more dirty groans, before he pulled his cock out and came all over Jay’s back and ass. He groaned and gasped for air, but he was lost in it. Lost in his fantasy, free in his reality.

I quickly pulled my skirt down, shoved my vibe back into my purse and left the room.