You pass a window to your left, but the space behind is dark and empty.
A door next to it is inviting but closed. Slightly further on, across
the corridor is another window- you can see that the light is on behind it,
but the frosting on the window means there is no clue what is behind it.
The door just after it is invitingly ajar, and you hesitantly enter it,
feeling the soft carpet between your bare toes and the swish of your skirt
against the skin of your legs as you move into the small room.

Taking in your surroundings, the only light comes from candles surrounding
a large bed with deep red sheets, which practically fills the room. You crawl
curiously onto the bed and look around at the drapes and curtains as you settle
back onto the cushions. As your eyes play around the room they are drawn to what
you thought was a mirror frame on the wall to your left, but is definitely not.

You look through the mirror and see into the room beyond. It is identical
to the room you are in now, with the exception of the couple on the bed. The
two naked men contrast each other, one tall with olive tanned skin and dark
hair, the shorter of the two more toned but paler skinned and sandy haired.
Your eyes roam up and down their bodies, taking in their rounded buttocks
and strong hands.

As they kiss, you feel your body respond but resist the temptation just yet.
They roll over so that the dark haired man is on top, and you feel your eyes travel
down their bodies again- you take in the sight of their hard shafts rubbing against
each other as the dark haired guy gently pushes himself back and forth, his head
bumping against the other and the taught skin around his hardness pulling back the
other's skin causing the blonde guy's head to pop out from it's covering.

In the candlelight, you can see candlelight glisten from the moisture coming from
the tip of the darker man, as his movement rubs up and down the other. Their kisses are
becoming more passionate, and the light haired man turns over to kneel up. The
pause breaks your concentration and you realise that you have moved your skirt
over your knees with one hand teasing your breasts through your top as the
other has been gently tickling the front of your knickers.

The boys are moving together now, and you can see the arch of the young back as he
pushes up and back at the cock sliding between his buttocks. Hands grasp his hips and
pull him back to meet the thrusts as they get more urgent. His head dips with
pleasure, and the dominant hands behind him slide forward off his hips and
grasp the kneeling boy's cock. Hands slide up and down it's shaft as the dominant man
continues to slowly thrust himself between the pale cheeks in front of him.

As you watch the scene, you suddenly realise you are holding your breath, but still
gently circling your knickers. Concentrating on breathing you return your attention to
the window. Just in time too- as your eyes flick between the shafts, you can see
them both grow and darken, even in the soft candlelight, and the darker man's
head drops in pleasure as he starts to shoot on his partners back, quivering
with pleasure.

His hands continue to tease his partner, even as they change position so the tanned
stranger is on his back with his lover knelt on his hips. He continues pleasuring his
friend and within a minute the fair boy tenses up and he starts to shoot over
the tanned flat stomach below him.

As the boys lay together in the flickering light, curtains close across the window, and
you lie back stunned...

Chapter 2 will follow...

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