Accidental Voyeur
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Casts RPF › Star Wars (all)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,805
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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This is a work of fiction. I do not know the people I am writing about in this fanfiction. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Accidental Voyeur
Accidental Voyeur
Ewan headed on over to Hayden's trailer after the day's last scene was shot; the two were done filming this week and planned on hitting the town to celebrate. He was a bit early but figured he could just grab a beer and catch some tv while Hayden primped to get ready, much like a girl would. It only took him a few minutes to get there and he found the door unlocked as usual, so he went in and grabbed a cold one from the fridge. He yelled a quick hello to which there was no reply. He realized that the shower was on and that Hayden had the radio going at full blast.
So that's why he can't hear me.
A wicked smile passed over Ewan's lips as he thought of a cold stream of water hitting Mr. Lord Vader himself and he set off to the bathroom to flush the toilet as to get the desired effect. He snuck in quietly and was about to reach for the handle when he was stopped dead in his tracks by the sight that befell him. He had expected Hayden to be in the shower of course, but had not anticipated this.
Hayden had his head thrown slightly back and through the steam Ewan could make out the tortured look of ecstasy on his face. One hand was bracing himself against the wall of the shower and the other was stroking slowly up and down the shaft of his impressive cock. Ewan was transfixed. He simply could not take his eyes off of off his wet, hard and stunning costar. His own hand moved absentmindedly to his own erection, now straining at his tight jeans. He looked down and immediately dropped his hand to his side.
No. This isn't right. Leave.
But he could not leave. He imagined himself under that water with Hayden. He imagined that it was his hand stroking his would be lover into oblivion. He imagined the whisper of his name out of those perfect lips.
This is wrong. I am leaving.
And he did try to leave. He had his foot out of the bathroom door when he heard it.
"Ewan."
Hayden was fisting himself furiously now;eyes closed. He was in a frenzied rush for sweet release when he moaned it again, very low and almost inaudible.
"Ewaaan."
For a moment Ewan thought Hayden saw him and he panicked, but then when he realized that Hayden did not see him he panicked even more.
He is jerking off in the shower...to me.
Ewan thought that he should be embarassed by this but instead found himself confused and more aroused than he had ever been before. He closed his eyes and hurried out of the bathroom and out of the trailer; the echo of the sound of his own name ringing in his head.
Ewan headed on over to Hayden's trailer after the day's last scene was shot; the two were done filming this week and planned on hitting the town to celebrate. He was a bit early but figured he could just grab a beer and catch some tv while Hayden primped to get ready, much like a girl would. It only took him a few minutes to get there and he found the door unlocked as usual, so he went in and grabbed a cold one from the fridge. He yelled a quick hello to which there was no reply. He realized that the shower was on and that Hayden had the radio going at full blast.
So that's why he can't hear me.
A wicked smile passed over Ewan's lips as he thought of a cold stream of water hitting Mr. Lord Vader himself and he set off to the bathroom to flush the toilet as to get the desired effect. He snuck in quietly and was about to reach for the handle when he was stopped dead in his tracks by the sight that befell him. He had expected Hayden to be in the shower of course, but had not anticipated this.
Hayden had his head thrown slightly back and through the steam Ewan could make out the tortured look of ecstasy on his face. One hand was bracing himself against the wall of the shower and the other was stroking slowly up and down the shaft of his impressive cock. Ewan was transfixed. He simply could not take his eyes off of off his wet, hard and stunning costar. His own hand moved absentmindedly to his own erection, now straining at his tight jeans. He looked down and immediately dropped his hand to his side.
No. This isn't right. Leave.
But he could not leave. He imagined himself under that water with Hayden. He imagined that it was his hand stroking his would be lover into oblivion. He imagined the whisper of his name out of those perfect lips.
This is wrong. I am leaving.
And he did try to leave. He had his foot out of the bathroom door when he heard it.
"Ewan."
Hayden was fisting himself furiously now;eyes closed. He was in a frenzied rush for sweet release when he moaned it again, very low and almost inaudible.
"Ewaaan."
For a moment Ewan thought Hayden saw him and he panicked, but then when he realized that Hayden did not see him he panicked even more.
He is jerking off in the shower...to me.
Ewan thought that he should be embarassed by this but instead found himself confused and more aroused than he had ever been before. He closed his eyes and hurried out of the bathroom and out of the trailer; the echo of the sound of his own name ringing in his head.