distinctively heard the man moan, and felt a tingle when he thought he could hear him say, “Yeah, buddy.”

His own hard on was demanding attention now, so Ian mocked the strangers stance and shoved his hands down in his boxers and wrapped both hands around his pole. He could hear the plop of his fingers popping a precum bubble and slathering it down his shaft.



The stranger looked down at himself and then back to Ian as he slipped the other hand under the band of his underwear and eased them to his ankles. Ian could easily see the man’s penis throbbing in the night and the stranger beginning to slowly tease it with his fist.

Ian hesitated at first, but then just couldn’t stop himself. He pushed his shorts to his feet and stepped out of one leg, then began to work his stiffy in earnest. He watched the stranger beat his meat and pumped his own in kind.

And there they were, naked in the night air, light and dark, muscled and sweaty, watching intently as each man pleasured themselves with all four hands. “Oh, God” Ian let slip out as he heard the man across the way pounding on his own stiff dick. He could almost see his balls bounce as the stranger’s fist bounced on the bottom of his shaft and rose back up.

“Do it, buddy, do it” the breeze or the stranger grunted as he watched Ian wrapping both hands around his hard on and begin pumping them with his hips, giving the stranger the illusion we was fucking an unseen form in the night.

Ian could see the stranger put one hand behind him, and throw his head back in ecstasy. Obviously, the stranger’s finger had found its way to his rectum. There was no doubt that he could hear the stranger groan and watched in fascination as the man gave one final growl and then saw a string of white hot semen fly through the air and over the balcony. He saw the man’s body spasm as ribbon after ribbon sailed into the sky.

Ian’s attention went back to himself and the stranger stared as Ian’s chin dropped to his chest and hissed, “I’m gonna, I’m gonna….ccccuuuummmm.” As the final word spewed into the night, Ian’s seed followed suit, plopping on the rose bushes that climbed up the balcony railing. Ian’s hip’s fucked an unseen angel and guttural sounds flew out of his mouth as the final strings of cum landed and dripped off the thorns and green leaves.

He stood there for a moment, hands still wrapped tightly around his retreating dick and just breathed. Ian watched a final drop of cum fall to the ground and looked up and across at the stranger, who was watching him and shaking his dick. The man released himself and reached for a cigarette and lit up. As he released the puff into the night sky, Ian rummaged a Marlboro and lit up his own.

The two looked at each other across the gate and enjoyed the after orgasm nicotine. When he had finished, Ian watched the stranger flick the butt into the air and watched it fall. He saw the stranger wave goodnight and then disappear though the doors behind him.

Ian could see the man’s underwear lying, crumpled on the balcony floor as the lights went out. He finished the last