I drive a lorry for a living and have come to know which lay bys are the ones where men go to play with each other. Over last couple of months I’ve noticed my close neighbour loitering in one in particular and noticed when I entered this particular rest area one day that his van was empty.
I parked up and watched in my mirrors to see if he emerged from the adjoining woods and sure enough, a few minutes later, he emerged, got into his van and drove off, noticing me parked up as he passed me.
The look off horror, anger and fear on his face told me everything I needed to know.
This bloke and me have lived near opposite each other for nigh on twenty years although we seldom talk, just a “good morning “ as we get into our vehicles when going to work at 5:30 in the morning. He started to completely blank me after this event until one morning I walked over to him and said
“Paul, what happens in a lay by stays in a lay by. You have nothing to fear from me. I like boys fun as well”
I turned, got into my car and drove to work.
Today I was sitting in my lounge with my wife when, as I was looking out of the window, I noticed over the road, to the right, a movement in the upstairs window so I started to pay attention and concentrated on looking at the window.
Again, a quick movement across the window, set back in the room, a naked person walking back and forth. I thought nothing of it until Paul came nearer the window, faced me and anyone else happened to be looking then turned and walked across the room and disappeared from view.
I was curious so I told my wife that I was going upstairs to sort out the laundry. I entered our bedroom which doesn't overlook Paul and his wifes house directly but we could easily see each other if we wanted to and made a show of opening the fan light window. Then I backed into the room and sat on the bed and waited to see what happened.
Almost immediately Paul walked past his window again to get my attention then stepped away from the window to leave a narrow view so he hoped, I suppose, that only I could see him.
He wasn’t naked, he was wearing tiny black knickers and once he was sure I was looking, pulled his erect cock out.
Talk about an open invitation but it’s bloody risky. Both his wife and mine have to have nights away on occasion so we may have the opportunity to play. He’s a bit overweight and hairy but given the chance I’ll probably go for because as with most men, I’m led by my cock.