BEFORE I WAS MARRIED, I LIVED TEMPORARILY WITH MY COUSINS FAMILY. I USED TO JACK-OFF EACH NIGHT, AND WAS WATCHED!!
Several months prior to my Marriage, I was living with my Cousin and his Family here in Silicon Valley. They had a large home, but all four of the bedrooms were taken with Family members, even tho the kids were very young. I was relegated to a hide-a-bed in the family room, with a small Bathroom, just off the kitchen at the end of the laundry room, next to the Garage. Every night, after using my cousin's shower, I would retire to this little bathroom, brush my teeth, etc, while preparing for my usual night's Stroke...I would open the window which faced the street, very wide, to let in the night sounds and night air. The window was screened by a large podocarpus tree that blocked a direct view into the bathroom, but you could see, obviously that the light was on as all other lights in the house were off and the house, and street were dark...It was one of those communities that have no street lights to help give it a country ambience.
I would stand in front of the sink/mirror in just my white briefs, Dick slung to the side, and would brush my teeth, all the while anticipating my coming jackoff! I would usually be hard before I had barely begun brushing, when, upon finishing at the sink, I would slip off the briefs, and sit on the toilet to stroke.
One of those warm summer evenings, I was sitting there, stroking my hard cock when I heard a twig snap outside the window...I stopped stroking, and heard nothing except the sounds of the night, so continued jacking my hard-on. At the time, I assumed it was the cat, or a Raccoon or some such. As time progressed, I heard a zipper open, and feint rustlings as clothing was being opened or removed. Then the unmistakable sound of breathing, I was being watched, and this turned me on more than ever, even tho I couldn't see who it was!! I was getting close with this extra stimuli, and my precum made squishy sounds as I jacked off to a thunderous climax, squirting cum up my tummy to my chest...then I heard a slightly muffled moan, and knew that they had just shot their wad just about 3 feet away from me, outside the window...Then more rustling, and they were gone.
We continued this scenario for about 4 months, every night jacking together, no mention of names, no words, just the usual breathing, rustling, and the low moans...I checked outside the window during daylight hours, later, and sure enough, there were pecker tracks on the white painted bricks of the house near the window!! It was a really fun sensuous time, and I eagerly awaited jacking it with someone every night. I still wish it could happen again.