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[mergatrude.livejournal.com]

Hi! I'm guest-reccing for March, and thought I'd start with one of my favourite things - voyeurism! It comes in many different styles, from deliberate peeping to unexpected revelations.

Have you ever videotaped yourself having sex? In Not Exactly Kubrick RayK makes Fraser watch their homemade porno, but Fraser finds watching himself embarrassing.

The image of himself naked on the screen, reaching to strip off Ray's underwear seemed awkward and clumsy to Fraser's eye—regardless of the fact that Ray seemed to have an entirely different view of it—and it was with a sense of relief that Fraser saw the bed float upward until only the trembling bedspread and then the carpet were in view.

"Fuck," said Ray in Fraser's ear. "Cheap piece of junk tripod."

Watching Ray, however, he finds very arousing.

The picture settled—Fraser remembered he'd rested it on the dresser—and then zoomed in, but not on those long fingers and signs of arousal. A black shape crossed the picture—Fraser returning to the bed—and then, in the tighter frame, the contrast miraculously righted itself and what Fraser now saw was a perfect rendition of Ray's mouth, chin and throat. His chin was tilted as though his head was thrown back, his lips parted, and his Adam's apple moved convulsively as he swallowed. It was the most beautiful image Fraser had ever seen on a television. It was art. He stared, captivated, as Ray caught his lower lip between his white teeth—and then, a moment later, released it on a sob of pleasure.

Part of the hotness is that it's unintentional voyeurism. china_shop manages to capture the embarrassment of home-made porn, whilst bringing the emotional intensity.

Short, hot and emotionally intense is a good way to describe Nightsweats, by Speranza, wherein RayK is discovered outside Fraser's door.

Ray sits slumped against the wall outside Fraser's office, knees bent, feet flat on the floor, Fraser's moan echoing in his ears. Sweat drips from his chin down onto his t-shirt, sweat rolls down his side and puddles onto the floor. He keeps his eyes tightly shut—he is trying to get his breath back, to make his heart stop pounding. He knows that all he can do is to stay calm, because he can hear Fraser approaching the door and he has no explanation for being here in the middle of the night except the obvious, the one that's splattered on his belly. Just breathe, he thinks. Be calm if not cool.

Deliberatly peeping, Dewey discovers more than he suspected in doll_revolution's untitled ficlet for ds_flashfiction's voyeurism challenge.

I had expected that -- I mean, two guys in the same stall, what do you think? But I didn’t expect the thumb gently tracing swollen lips, the laughter, the slow languid, kisses, the hands stroking gently down the spine.

Or the comfort, the. . .rightness of it all.

I watched it two, three times, and I felt kind of scummy. It’s not just something they do; they’re in love, I think.

In heuradys' Triple Double, when Fraser suspects that RayK and Turnbull are "on a date" he has to confirm his suspicions.

Their sexual activity was becoming decidedly more serious, and I could not deny that it was affecting me. My jeans, normally comfortable, were so no longer. Despite what I had to admit to myself was deep jealousy, the unbridled eroticism of the two of them writhing on Ray's dilapidated sofa would have aroused me if I were dead. I wished I could hear their groans, moans, and the other accompanying sounds they must be making, my eyes locked on the dumb show before me.

Until Turnbull bodily lifted Ray off him, stood, and they adjourned rapidly toward the bedroom... where the curtains would utterly obstruct my view.

I lowered my telescope with a curse, yet did not remove my other hand from its tight confinement in my jeans where it cradled my erection. My imagination would have to suffice, it seemed.

But luckily for Fraser, he's discovered, and while Ray is initially furious he soon sees the advantages.

Everyone agrees that Fraser has an excellent imagination, and isiscolo puts it to work in Eclipsed. All his feelings for Ray Vecchio, his confusion over the new Ray Vecchio combine to send his mind spinning, as he masturbates to the image of them - together.

…no, it doesn't matter how they meet, how they come together. All that matters is that they are there, together in a room, in my imagination. The man who now calls himself Ray kneels in one graceful movement at the feet of the other, licks at his cock, lets his hands trail across the sprinkling of dark hair on his thighs and slide between his legs as he takes him into his mouth. Ray's fingers tighten in those improbable spikes of blond hair. His head falls back, his eyes close. A moan escapes from his mouth. A moan escapes from mine.

Perhaps he is thinking of me.

Perhaps both of them are thinking of me.

Isis captures beautifully the essential narcissism of the act, that in the end it's mostly about the person who's watching.

Escept for when it isn't. The thing I love most about aerye's Quick Reverse Turn and a Triple Jive is that Ray learns that a triangle has three sides, which means one of the apexes has nothing to do with him at all.

Ray drew a shaky breath. Looking at them like that—his chest was tight; he could feel the blood pulsing in his temples and in his dick and he felt—Jesus, turned on and left out, and so fucking in love with both of them.

Vecchio lifted his head and smiled down at Fraser, the smile that meant Fraser had pushed him into giving it all up, that Fraser had turned him inside out. He put his hands on Fraser's face, stroking, just looking. Fraser smiled back, small but brilliant, and Vecchio drew in a deep breath. "Ah, Benny…" he sighed, and tilted Fraser's face up to kiss him.

They weren't even thinking about him.

But after shaking up his world, what he overhears just makes him stronger. Also, this story is extremely hot.

What are your favourite voyeurism stories?

Comments

[mamaffy.livejournal.com]

Thank you for the recs, I love Not Exactly Kubrick and the Untitled Ficlet just made me squee. I'll be sure to check out the others. :)