Jason was sitting on his balcony; the sun was shining, and he was naked. He was surrounded by pots overflowing with plants, the chairs were arranged in a comfortable conversational grouping, but Jason was alone. He stood and walked to the front of the balcony and leaned on the wall. His condo was on a side street, removed from busy thoroughfares, it was quiet, almost bucolic. You could smell the pine trees, the cut grass below him, children played in the park across from him and it just seemed peaceful. He was so bored. So tired of being alone in the space. He needed to get out, to do something.
He headed inside, threw on a pair of shorts, didn't bother with underwear, and grabbed a tank top, he didn't really have the body for that, but it was too warm for sleeves. He grabbed a backpack, filled some water bottles with ice water and packed few snacks. He threw a pair of flip flops in the bag, just in case and then put on some shoes and socks and headed out.
He decided to just walk for a while, to just enjoy the sun and warm weather and then he'd decide where to go. When he left the condo, he headed south toward the lake, too far to walk to, but still he headed in that direction. He walked in the sun for a while, heading mostly south then west and made his decision. He'd go to the botanical gardens. He hoped on a bus and took it the rest of the way.
He'd been to the gardens before, wonderfully laid out with several themed areas. Benches placed around to just sit and enjoy the views. The bus dropped him right at the gate to the gardens and he walked in. There was an ancient oak, just to the left of the opening, with most of the branches all growing in one direction. He always loved that oak and planned to take a few pictures of it, he only had his phone, but it would be fine.
As he came up to the tree, he noticed a couple taking pictures. The woman, a blond, was dressed in white overall shorts and tube top, and flip flops. Her hair was shoulder length and hung straight. She had the kind of chest that tube tops were made for, the girls stood out prominently. She was leaning against the tree trunk as the man she was with took pictures of her. He was wearing cargo shorts and was topless, shirt tucked into a back pocket, showing off a strong, hairless chest. He held a camera and was snapping pics as she moved around the tree.
Jason leered over the man, but didn't speak to either of them. He waited a few minutes but when they didn't appear to be moving on, he decided to come back in a bit and grab his pics. He wandered further into the gardens, passing a stream with a wooden bridge crossing it. He stopped on the bridge. It overlooked a small waterfall -- about a foot and half -- clearly man made and, on the ledge sat a row of ducks. He pulled out his phone and was taking pics of the ducks, sunning themselves.
Suddenly he was jostled, the same blonde apologized and then leaned against the railing while her friend (boyfriend?) started snapping pics again. She smelled like coconut oil and strawberries -- likely her shampoo he thought. As the man drew nearer, he smelled strongly of Coppertone lotion and sweat. The scents from both of them turned Jason on. Having gotten his pics, he moved on and continued round to the Japanese gardens, the Koi ponds, sand and rock gardens, arched bridges, it was just beautiful. He was alone and took his time taking pictures. In several places, rocks had been arranged as small benches for meditation, he chose one and sat down, folded his legs and closed his eyes. He was behind a tree and a few bushes, so out of sight of anyone entering the garden. After a few minutes, from behind him he heard laughing, which he tried to ignore.
"Stop," he heard her say, but she laughed. "You're so naughty."
"What if I don't want to stop?" he heard the man ask. He heard muffled sounds that could have been kissing.
"I love your tits," he heard the guy say.
"Omg that feels so damn good." She moaned.
He wanted to get up and see what was happening, but he also wanted to wait and see where it went.
"Don't take the straps off, my pants are gonna fall off."
"Good," he heard the man say.
He heard moaning, she was very loud, and he couldn't resist, he got up quietly and moved around to where he could see. He tried to keep himself hidden. She leaned against a tree, while the guy was on his knees, eating her out, her white overalls around her ankles, the tube top pulled up over her tits, holding them tight. Her head was thrown back as she moaned in response to his probing tongue.
He stood up and his shorts dropped a bit, exposing his ass, Jason locked onto that view for a moment, smooth and firm, lighter than his other exposed skin -- his tan lines evident. Jason could see his hand move around to where his cock would be. He positioned himself in front of the woman and then he was thrusting into her, his ass clenching and releasing, the shorts dropping lower exposing more of the firm ass. Jason's cock was rock hard, but he didn't dare move.
Her hands came up and wrapped around his neck, "oh fuck me hard, Tim." Tim only grunted and thrust into her. It was then that she lifted her head and opened her eyes and looked over Tim's shoulder and caught sight of Jason watching them.
She looked right at him, "Fuck me Tim, fuck me harder. Deeper, babe. Fuck me."
She never took her eyes off of Jason. She also didn't stop or let Tim know that they were being watched. Jason's hand moved over his crotch, stroking his cock through his own shorts but he didn't take it out.
Tim was really driving into her now, "Fuck I'm gonna cum babe" he moaned out and pushed in and held his cock buried inside her.
"I'm cumming too babe," she moaned, her eyes still locked onto Jason.
"Fuuuuucckkkk" he cried out.
Jason so wanted to take his cock out and stroke but instead he stepped back, quietly, to his rock and sat back down. On the other side of the tree and bushes he heard rustling and then a few minutes later, Tim and the blonde stepped around to where he sat.
"Hi," she said, "I hope you enjoyed the show, it was a turn on having you watch."
"He watched?" Tim asked.
"Yes, I was a little disappointed that he didn't take his cock out and play along. I would have invited him over to join us if he had."
Jason just looked between the two but dumbfounded, didn't say anything.
