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Vouyeur looking for an Exhibitionist

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I was recently purusing a local alternative newspaper when an add caught my eye. It was from a similar aged male, a professed voyuer, looking for a male or male/male couple to put on an exhibition for him. I've done some "exhibiting" before to female strangers thru the same newspaper but I was somewhat hesitant because this was guy. We talked via email for several days and were hoping to get together tomorrow evening at his place for the first time. Earlier today I was dissapointed to learn that he could not meet. The following story is the email that I sent back to him some hours later. As you'll be able to see, my hesitation is already diminishing. I wonder where all this will end up? What do you think???

Hi, Tom. Thanks for the reply. I was really hoping we could have met tomorrow (Tuesday) or at least Thursday. Oh, well. No big deal. Hopefully we can meet the following week.

If it's of any interest to you, .....here..... I'll let you know where my libido WAS at tonight............,

Since I got your cancellation message earlier today I was looking for other things to do this evening instead of just sitting around waiting for tomorrow night. I did manage to get some paper work and other crap cleaned up around the apartment so that was nice. Then I decided to take a shower and put some clean clothes on and go for a drive. After cruising for awhile, I wanted a cup of coffee so I stopped at a Starbucks. I just wanted to chill out and drink it before I went back home, so I decided to go sit in a darkened parking lot with a view at Greenlake (a local "make-out" spot for those of you not familiar with Seattle).

I was feeling pretty turned-on before I even left the house so as I was sipping my coffee I let my mind drift around some, wondering as usual where in the hell it might end up (Hey, you never know......!). It settled on the distinct possibility of you sitting in the car seat next to me. Hmmm....

I was half-way hard before I even touched myself so the sparks in my crotch really flew as soon as I began rubbing myself through my Levi's. I was afraid my coffee was going to get cold sitting on the dash board because I found it hard to stop rubbing myself long enough to take another sip!

When the coffee was finally done I was in no rush to bop right on home, so I lowered the car seat down and got even more comfortable. With the addition of the darkened parking lot, my wonderful imagination was having no trouble having your presence there in the other seat. Even though I don't know what your upper body and face look like, I could easily imagine you from the waist on down and your hands too. You were getting more and more excited watching me play with myself and you couldn't stop yourself from squirming around in your seat.

When I eventually got around to unzipping my jeans and sliding my hand down inside, you obviously needed to do more than squirming around because then you too began rubbing the growing bulge under YOUR pants. It appeared to be at LEAST as hard as mine, and bigger too I think... I couldn't help starting to wonder what it might look like up close.......



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