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"Oh, I hope he's here today."

I can't wait. I finally got home after yet another terrible day of work below my terrible boss, with my terrible coworkers and our terrible clients. If any neighbor comes asking for anything I might just close the door in their face out of pure unaltered hatred of humanity.

But. But. Today is a Saturday, and that means it's the show time day, if I'm lucky. I need to get ready, it's almost nine, and that when "he" comes back home. Now... where did I put the things...

Ok, comfy chair? Check. No trash on the room? Check. Great sights to the building in front of me? Check.

Now, only to wait... for the main attraction. Oh, boy, I am already getting excited and nothing has even happened yet! Oh, but the wait is certainly part of the fun. Sure I'd be disappointing if he had to go somewhere or just plain doesn't come, but the risk only makes it better when he...

Oh, and this man has pretty much the routine built on Saturdays. Comes back home, goes to his room, opens the window, and tries to get a nap. It's like clockwork. And the innocent lion doesn't know that anyone could watch him perfectly from the window if they so desired...

Oh, and I DO desire. Oh, how much do I desire every single aspect of that young body, so tall, with such a beautiful mane, maybe a bit overweight, but nothing that could be considered averse to the eyes, that innocent attitude, and most of all... that libido that he can barely keep at bay by himself. Poor man must be too shy to get a girlfriend. Or he's gay, and he doesn't dare to search for a boyfriend. Oh, the scenarios in my head entertain my days oh-so much, and my fantasies occupy the lone nights in my bed.

Oh, the door is opening! I can't see until he op- Yes he opened it, and he's alone! And he already threw his shoes and jacket out. Oh, he's coming in hot today, I'm going to have a treat!

Oh, and as always he's delightfully unaware of me. I'm pretty sure he must have noticed me, or at least I like to think that he has, but just doesn't care, or that he enjoys it. Oh, the idea of him beckoning me to look with his hands inside of his trousers is one I have fantasized so much, one I have spilled so many times thinking about it...

Oooh, I'm getting excited down there, too. But I can't go around spilling mid-show, no no no, this looks like it'll be a good one, and I wanna savor it.

Yeah, he's getting in the bed, and I know he's not gonna take long before he unleashes his oh-so-pent up desires. Oh, and as always he's laid on the bed with his arms below his head. What a great view of those arms...

Oh, I can't help it, let's get in position, just next to the window... oh, how I'd love to just jack off in front of him, make him finally realize my utmost want for him, to make him feel surprised but secretly aroused that someone would do something like this to him. Or better yet, to do it together, as we look at each other from the windows in a show of public indecency... oh, the scenarios in my head are already running wild!

I can see him getting conformable, can't see his legs but the rest of his body is clearly at my sight, and most importantly, the part that matters most. And I know it won't be long until he moves to the main show.

Oh, yes... move that arm, I know you want to. Yeah, there he goes. It's funny how he always does the same thing. First he's gonna move his hand to his crotch, fondle himself for a bit...yeah, touch that bulge of yours...

Oh, I can just feel his dick pushing against his clothes, with his hand pressing it into so many directions, and slowly expanding inside. Just like I am pitching a tent right now, but his is the main attraction, oh, and what a good attraction it's gonna be.

There goes the zip on his pants... oh... yes, he's already hard, and throbbing. I can almost feel the heat radiating from it from here... jut asking its owner to release its contents form its fleshy prison.

I have seen this scene so many times, but this part still gives me goosebumps to this day. I can see it just throbbing, needy for any kind of attention, and the lion is so ready to give it. He must have been waiting for this the whole day.

And he's not taking any time for it, putting his hand into his throbbing fuck stick and quickly settling into a rhythm. Such brutality, such eagerness. Truly the actions of someone who just cares about his own release, as fast and strongly as possible.

So much impatience... seems today he is quite hasty, must have things to do later. Oh, my dear lion, why must you put your pleasure as a thing to quell and silence, instead of something to be savored and enjoyed? Why can't you realize how much better you'd be accepting your desires?

And in his ruthless abandon, almost thoughtless, like a program executing a well known maneuver, with no feeling, with no passion. But, oh, if it wasn't at least primal, alluring to me, and those mindless strokes only make me imagine even more raunchy scenarios... Oh, lion, you're not going to last soon like this,

In fact, I'm going to predict you'll spurt in... oh, no, wait, that acceleration, the fact that he's raising his legs up, as he strokes himself, he's raising his shirt so it won't get dirty, and that face... he's going to cum, and it's gonna be now. Thick spurts of seed come from his member to his stomach, nestling in his fur. Oh, such a waste, if only he could share such pleasures with someone else... but the after glow is another part of the show I certainly enjoy...

Wait.

He's looking in here. Shit. He's getting up, close the windows, down the blinders quickly!

...

Oh, that was close. Did he realize it? I hope not, I wouldn't want to have my favorite pastime busted...

Although... getting caught is making me horny again. Oh, my lion, why do you make me like so, no matter what you do?