Pam&zach: Spying on Zach Jering Off

The continuing adventures of Pam and Zach. I guess I'm obligated to state that all characters are 21 years of age or older. While embellished for literary purposes, events strikingly similar to these did actually occur.

Spying on Zach Jerking Off...A Short Story...

I had quite a tiring day. I didn't get much sleep last night and the I worked at the salon until noon. Then Krystal and I went to the gym for our second of two weekly workouts. Today was our arms, back and chest day and we pushed each other to do an extra set of reps at each station. I think it was all driven by the fact that the gym was busy and Krystal wanted to show herself off a bit. By the time we finished, we were each thoroughly soaked with the not so sweet smell of success from head to toe.

While we were showering together, (Our gym has both individual and gang showers.) I caught myself just staring at Krystal's body. Over the last eighteen months, she has sculpted, what was already a really nice physique, into a picture of strength and sexuality. Her breasts, which were amazing to begin with, are even more so now. Firmer and just a tad smaller, making her perky nipples even more prominent, they show not even the slightest hint of sag. I watched as the water cascaded down her torso. Rivulets diverted by the definition of the cut muscles of her glutes, thighs, quads and calves. I was anxious to have her and that body, again, in my bed in the not too distant future. I think she caught me staring out of the corner of her eye.

"Everything okay?" she asked, turning to face me as she rinsed her hair, affording me the very best of views, her hands above her, conjuring up an image of playful bondage and her bare pussy drawing my eyes to it like a magnet. Now, all I wanted, was to have her tied up in my basement, helpless to my desires.

"Oh, yeah. Sure," I stammered, moving my soapy hand away from my groin, trying not to reveal the current lust I was actually feeling. If I wasnt so afraid of getting us permanently kicked out of the gym, my sex with her in a public shower fantasy might have been fulfilled. "My mind just got lost there for a moment."

"Good thoughts, I hope," Krystal commented.

"Yes. Very good thoughts," I replied. "Such a great workout," I remarked as I turned away, hoping to hide what I was actually thinking. Then I chastised myself. After all, Krystal and I, along with Zach, have had numerous sexual escapades. We've been deeply intimate so many times. Why did it bother me now if Krystal knew what I was thinking at that moment? Maybe it was the setting? Just too many others around who needn't know of our relationship.

"It was, wasn't it? We killed it today," she complimented, turning off her shower and grabbing her towel. I watched her delicious ass walk away as I finished rinsing off. Seconds later, I followed her into the locker room.

When I got home Zach wasn't back from running errands, so I texted him to see when he'd be done. He responded that he'd be home by 5:30PM. Being exhausted, I texted back asking him to bring home a pizza and some salad, then went and put on sweats and laid down.

After dinner, I again crashed on the couch. Only this time, I fell asleep and didn't wake up for a couple hours. When I opened my eyes, I found myself laying on my side. Zach was at the other end, sitting on the floor with his back up against the couch. His laptop was open and between his legs, which, to my pleasure, were bare. Not moving an inch nor making a sound, I looked closer and saw that he was naked from the waist down. His jeans and boxers piled beside him on the floor and his hand was on his cock. I squinted to see what he was watching and it took me awhile to realize it was porn. Lesbian porn.

Two beautiful women were engaged in fucking themselves with a pink double headed dildo. Both were naked and laying back, resting on their forearms, sliding their hips back and forth. Their pussies were touching each time they thrust forward and the dildo disappeared from view, only to be seen again when they pulled their hips back. Zach had his earbuds in, so I couldn't hear anything, but I could imagine the wet slapping sounds they were creating as they continued to fuck.

I watched as Zach's eyes were affixed to the screen, oblivious to my spying on him. His hand stroked his cock ever so slowly and I could see the pre-cum glistening on the tip. He took his thumb and spread it over his crown. His other hand was cupping his balls, his fingers moving as he jostled those precious orbs. He continued this pace, totally absorbed in what he was watching.

As the women progressed to turning around, never taking the dildo out, and butting their asses up against each other as they continued fucking, I saw Zach, using only his left hand, take off his shirt and toss it on the discarded clothes pile, rendering him naked. Moving his fingers to his mouth and then to his chest, he began playing with his nipples. His right hand only stopped jerking off when he brought it up to his mouth, spit his saliva on it for lubrication, then immediately returned it to his cock. I had to force myself from smiling, not wanting to move a muscle as I waited to see how this would play out.

The girls continued fucking in this position for several minutes, which had Zach eventually remove his hand from his cock and move it to his nipples, joining his other hand. He wet the thumb and index fingers on both hands again, then began tweaking, flicking, pinching and pulling on both nipples, causing his cock to independently bounce up and down as he focused all his attention to the action on the screen.

When the women removed the dildo from their pussies and then inserted into each of their asses, fucking again butt to butt, Zach stifled a moan and once again grabbed hold of his cock and balls and accelerated his pace. Turning slightly to his right side, facing away from me, he lifted his hip. I watched in awe as I saw him begin to finger his ass. I knew then that he was done edging himself and desperately wanted to cum. After about two minutes, he sat back on his hand burying his finger into his anus, reared his head back, clenched his mouth tight, fighting the urge to scream, and shot several long ropes of cum up onto his chest. My jaw dropped, seeing the abundance of jizz he had unloaded. Finally, removing his finger from his ass, he stroked until the cum flowing from his dick became just a slight ooze. I watched then as he squeezed it hard, urging out the final drop, before pausing and catching his breath. Eventually, he reached down and picked up his shirt and began to wipe himself up. I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to still be asleep.

I heard him rustling about, closing his laptop and getting up from the floor. I peeked, just in time to see him gather up the rest of his clothes and I watched as his cute bare ass made its way toward the bedroom. I smiled to myself, in my mind, hatching a plan for the future