Jacking off in public

[LAmahogany]

So my favorite time ever was stretched out on the beach one late afternoon all by myself (it was already "clothing optional" and fairly private) but I just worked it out over time. It's pretty awesome to be hard and on the beach. There were some hot MILFs in the vicinity but they were too far away to see what I was doing while lying down. My other favorite spot was in the gym showers. No stalls, late at night... Very hot. Can't believe that was 10 years ago now.

I'm beginning to think I'd like to try a movie theater late at night or early when there's almost no one in there but it'd have to be a REALLY sexy film for me even be in the mood.

[troy95]

Love to stroke off public and have done it in lots of places. The last was a couple of weeks ago I put on a pair of silk underwear and black silk stockings under my jeans before I left the house. When I got up on the highway I pulled my pants down to my ankles and pulled my cock out. I stroked as i passed a bunch of cars on my trip and eventually blew my load into the condom I had put on.

[mircsta]

in my car parked across the road from four prostitutes standing on a corner. they knew what i was doing which was even hotter.

[mircsta]

and very early one morning, still drunk, i went into a newsagency and looked through their porn mags. i didn't jerk off there, but got visibly hard in front of the young girl working there. i was there with no other customers for about half an hour.

[loveyanking]

I have masturbated several times outdoors in my own yard I don't know if anybody saw me but talking to a lady next door she said she sees everything that goes on, and she stressed EVERYTHING. Well if she did see me she must have liked it and it actually makes me feel kind of hot

[havingfun]

I would never do this but do not mind it when the wifey does. She still wants to freak out her friends one day and just do it. Not ever going to happen but she loves to tease me with that.

[fuzzyt]

OMG...I'm so glad I found this site. It's not public but I've been rubbing my cock since I started reading this subject. This is one of the things that turn me on the most - Jacking in Public. I'll have to stop for a bit because it will take to long to tell you this while typing with only one hand.

I've jacked off in so many different public places that there are too many to list in one post. Here's one instance for now. Last night in a movie theatre! Not a XXX adult theatre but my local 24 cinema brand-name theatre. My wife, a nurse, was working a later shift to cover for a friend so I went to the 10:30pm showing of Olympus is Falling. It's been out a few weeks so it's not popular anymore. Besides, Iron Man 3 just opened and EVERYONE was in line for that.

When I first went in I was the only one in the theatre. It was one of the smaller ones. I sat on the very back row. I was commando and wearing only shorts and a tee-shirt. I took my belt off and left it in my truck before going in because it can get in the way and the buckle makes noise when you really get going at it. I waited until the lights lowered a little, you know the light level used during the trailers, pulled one leg of my shorts up as high as they would go, pulled my cock and balls out of the leg hole and started massaging it.

Soon after I started rubbing, a 30 something couple came in and sat down directly in front of me three rows up. I was OK with that. I've done it before with some girls that close and actually pulled my shorts all the way off and laid them on the seat next to me. That time I actually stood up, after the lights went down and the main feature started, and pumped until I came all over the seats in front of me. But just as I was thinking that I would do that again, another couple came in and walked up the steps toward the back row. I pushed my hard-on down, put my bag of popcorn in my lap and hoped like hell that they would sit on the end and not want to cross over me. Thankfully they stopped short of where I was but there were only three seats between me and the lady. Then a single man came in and sat on the aisle a few rows up. I had to scrap the plan of removing my shorts and also figured I wouldn't be standing up since that might distract the couple next to me from watching the movie.

I had to switch to plan B. During the rest of the trailers I just fondled the head of my cock without much upper body movement so I wouldn't totally lose my hard-on. Once the lights went down, I repositioned my bag of popcorn and moved my large drink cup to my left side so they could form a sort of visual barrier between the couple to my left and my now RAGING HARD boner. I commenced to stroke. However, I had to keep my speed and intensity down so I didn't alert my neighbors. I also kept my cock pointing parallel with my legs so I wouldn't cast a shadow on the wall. It wasn't long though, even in low gear, before I felt those feelings that "we all love" start to creep their way up from my balls. I edged, but only four times. I could have gone longer but I also wanted to watch the flick. Besides, the precum was starting to make that squishing noise. Finally, with a few longer strokes and a slightly tighter grip, I pulled my cum to the end of my cock, pointed it straight up in the air (didn't care about the shadow anymore...you know how that is!) and blasted my sperm out of that tiny little hole in the top of my beautifully flared and swollen helmet. Most of my sperm landed on my legs but the first squirt made it over the seat back that was in front of me. Thank God there were explosions and such happening on the screen because I moaned out pretty loud.

I waited a few minutes and then quietly wiped my legs clean and wiped the last remnants of "post leakage" off my cock and let it naturally retreat back under the leg of my shorts. I did, however, leave my cum on the seat in front of me. I'm going back to see another movie tonight:; wife's got another late shift. Maybe I'll luck out and nobody will sit on the same row as me because I really like taking my pants all the way off. It not only adds to that element of danger, but it allows me to spread my legs and fondle my balls!

OK...I've got to finish what I started earlier because telling you this has made me leak precum all over and I want to use it to rub with before it dries up!!

[fuzzyt]

It's been really hot here where I live for the last couple of weeks so it hasn't been too inviting for jacking off in public outside. But today it finally got to me. It had been much to long since my last public adventure so I decided to find a nice air conditioned establishment and let my cock loose.

I ended up at Kohl's Department Store. It's a fairly large chain and they have nice dressing rooms and their clothes are arranged in such a way that it's pretty easy to find a spot that's at least a little guarded. First thing I did was check out where all the security cameras were on the ceiling and found a spot that appeared it might be in a dead zone. I grabbed a couple pairs of slacks off the rack, making sure they were a size too large for me, and headed to the dressing room. There were a couple of other guys in the various stalls but the large handicap accessible one was empty on the end. Not wasting any time, I stripped totally naked and let my semi-rigid cock free from its imprisonment.

Standing in front of the large full-length mirror, I reached into the pocket of my shorts and took out a condom. Once out of the package I bit a small hole in the end of it and poked my finger through the hole to make it larger. Next, using both hands, I stretched the condom and slipped it over my cock and balls. They make great impromptu cock rings! With that constriction it didn't take long before my cock was fully swollen with the veins about to pop! Watching myself in the mirror I started stroking. After a couple of minutes I pushed my hard shaft towards the floor with one hand while reaching under my ball sack with the other and slowly pulled my middle finger up the cum tube producing a good amount of precum which started to string itself towards the floor. But not wanting any of it to go to waste, I caught it with my hand and rubbed it all around the head of my cock.

With this addition of lubrication, it wasn't long before I could feel my semen inching its way up my shaft and towards the little exit-hole at the end. I pulled down hard and squeezed the base of my shaft. My cock pulsated in rhythm with the muscles from my anus to my balls as I fought off ejaculation. Two more times of peeking over the edge and I was ready for the public part.

Some of you boys and girls think its public just because you're not at home, but in my book, it's not public when you're inside of a toilet stall or dressing room which is totally protected from outside views. Masturbating into a urinal is public because it's possible for someone to see what you're doing. I don't even consider rubbing your cock or clit through your clothes as public until you pull your cock out into the open or lift your skirt and expose your clit to the fresh air!

With my cock so swollen you could see the blood pulsing through the veins, I pulled my tee-shirt back over my head and slipped on a pair of the "too big" slacks, leaving the fly open, and headed out onto the main floor so I could "look for the proper size of slacks." Once I was at the aisle with the rack of slacks like I was wearing, I spread the slacks in opposite directions to make an opening 7 or 8 inches wide. This was just in case if a store employee came up my aisle I could move forward and shield my cock from view. I'm not too worried about other customers seeing me, because by the time they can find an employee to report to, I can get lost in the store and zip up. However, most employees have radios and can quickly call for security so I take this simple precaution.

Once I had checked for employees and set up my get away, I reached through the fly hole, grabbed hold of my cock and set it free. When my cock came out of the fly hole, it brought with it a nice drool of precum which I promptly scooped up and began massaging into my cock. There was a lady, probably shopping for her husband, in the aisle directly across from me and a few feet to one side. My guess was mid-to-late thirties, very pretty face and shoulder length brunette hair. If she were to slide the slacks apart on the rack on her aisle that was directly behind the rack on my side, she was going to get an eyeful of a giant hard-on! However, it's not that hard to figure out what a guy is doing when you look over at him and he's breathing fast and his shoulder muscles are rocking back and forth in a steady rhythm! Many times I've had other customer’s look my way, stare at me for a few seconds and then walk away, but I've never had one scream or go running to look for an employee. Most people just don't want to get involved. Today was no different. This lady got within just a few pairs of creating a gap to my aisle before she looked up at me. I smiled at her and she smiled back at me. Then her eyes locked in on my shoulder and upper arm movement and she promptly turned away and walked to another aisle. I kept my eyes shifting between her and my cock. She didn't leave the department, but only moved over a couple of aisles. However, she kept glancing in my direction, probably to check my progress!

The more I stroked, the harder I got, and the harder I got, the hornier I got. Finally I reached that point where a true public masturbator just doesn't care about safety anymore. Without missing a beat with my right hand, I lowered my left from the rack and unfastened the clasp on the slacks I was wearing. Because they were a size too large for me, as soon as the clasp was free, the slacks fell to the floor. That left me standing totally exposed from the waist down. I cupped my balls with my left hand and started aggressively massaging them as I picked up the pace with my right hand. I looked up to see if the lady was still checking me out and I spotted her a couple of aisles over at a cross-aisle. My cock had a steady leakage of precum at this point so I started rotating my hand around the glans with each stroke outward. When I looked up, the lady was looking right at me. You have to be blind to not be able to figure out what I was doing. My shoulders were bent forward with both upper arms rocking back and forth, and, I kept looking down at my cock!

Like I said before, I was long past giving a care about getting caught. I just wanted to feel my semen blasting out of my cock and have that "unexplainable" feeling rush through my thighs and groin! I locked eyes with the lady and let her see my "just about ready to cum" face! Then she started to slowly move towards the front of the store which was going to bring her right across my aisle. I panicked a little but I wasn't going to move until I had an orgasm so I just kept stroking and massaging. To my surprise, when she reached my aisle she stopped and just looked down the aisle I was standing in. She was surprised too. I'm sure she was just expecting to see me with my cock sticking out of my pants but her eyes got a lot wider when she saw I was standing there with no pants on at all. I backed up a step to give her a clear profile view and stopped right on the edge and let go of my cock so it could bounce up and down as my body contracted and released. I only waited a few seconds and gave my cock a few more fast strokes before stopping a second time. I could tell her breathing had increased because her chest was heaving slightly up and down. A third trip to the edge almost brought me to my knees and brought a smile to the lady's face. There wasn't a fourth time because once I gripped my cock again I couldn't let go. I turned and faced her and jacked as hard and fast as I ever have which released my semen in several long, powerful squirts. The first couple of spurts were probably 4 to 5 feet in length followed by a few shorter ones and finally a steady stream of cum ran out and pooled-up on the slacks wrapped around my ankles. I looked up and the lady smiled and mouthed "thank you" to me and then she turned and slowly walked away.

I milked the last drops of cum from my shaft and then bent over and grabbed hold of the slacks and pulled them up to my waist and fastened them. Once back in the dressing room I used the slacks to wipe up the cum that had splattered all over my legs and had smeared all over my balls when I pulled the soiled slacks back up. I got dressed in my own clothes and with the slacks back on a hanger, went back to the scene of the crime and hung them up while hoping someone else would try that pair on before my cum dried up! I stepped over the little pools of my semen that were splattered down the aisle and left them for all to see and wonder what it was. Now I'm all hard again and wet from precum because I get turned on just thinking about the crazy things I do. So next time you're in your local Kohl's, check out the men's department and look down a few aisles of slacks and you might see me, or another pervert, standing naked and jacking one off!

[Centauri4]

There is a certain extra stimulation that comes from doing it in a place other than a bedroom, and I have already read a couple of posts referencing doing it in a car, but there's something more to THAT if the car is in motion. Perhaps I should not tell of this incident, but it has been more than ten years ago, so what the heck!

Driving on Interstate I-40 passing a major western city in the U.S., it was totally dark out and I had removed the cotton athletic shorts I was wearing for comfort. Yes, the shorts were comfortable but being half naked was even better while driving on a long road trip. Anyway, my imagination got the best of me and I was slowly stroking my cock to absolute, total hardness, then easing off and waiting a bit before doing it again. The sight of the city in the distance, with its lights all twinkling and the air blowing in through slightly cracked windows, inspired me to finish before I got into a well lit stretch of highway. The only thing I had to clean-up with was the shorts, so this was not a stroking that had been planned in advance very well! But the sense of being on the road and the imminent approach of the area where inside my car would be more visible gave a certain urgency to my need. As I orgasmed and the cum spread around the head of my cock, I used it to my full advantage and lubricated the crown and my hand as I kept pulling and pulling!! Suddenly a second wave racked my body and electrical tingles shot up my spine! - Wholly crap! This was a little bit scary because the tingling sensation was very strong and I never orgasmed this intensely before! I started seeing "sparkles" in my eyes and my vision went into a bit of a tunnel effect; not completely though. I immediately removed my foot from the accelerator and tried to slow my breathing - which was also quite intense and rapid. BOOM! BOOM! Was how this climax had gone off so very strongly that if I had been any less of a decent driver I am sure I would have crossed the center line into the fast lane (which would get unwanted attention), or have ended up on the soft shoulder (suddenly pulling over for no apparent reason is likely to attract the highway patrol) as well.

This orgasm was the best one I ever experienced in my life to that point, so it is a little bit sad to think it was the result of masturbation and not from being with another person. Is there something to be said for "knowing our bodies" better than anyone else, or was this due to the heightened risk factor of being "in public" on the highway? - The electrical tingling sensation that almost caused me to pass out (in what the French refer to as "little death") were absolutely amazing and I have experienced them again, at least once, since that time. I believe edging (starting and stopping a few times) helps get a man to the point of total arousal and builds an orgasm within the nervous system (within the brain) that is unlike any other sensation we are capable of having.

If you experiment with edging or risk-enhanced masturbation, please, please do so carefully. Becoming unconscious even for a brief time puts a person in such a vulnerable position that I do not know if it is worth the risk to experience it. On a second occasion when I had one of the super-orgasms it was in the safety of my dorm room, at night, again by myself and there was no risk of injuring myself in any way - except for maybe a mild case of rug-burn or something! Heh.

If anyone else has had a mind blowing, nearly out-of-body experience type orgasm, I would very much like to read of the situation, place and technique involved. Also, if every orgasm is like this for you, well, congratulations!!! That's awesome!

~

[fuzzyt]

I've never had an out of body experience while masturbating and driving but I've sure done my share of pulling up and down on my cock while driving down the highway at 80 plus miles per hour!

It wasn't long after I got my driver's license at 16 that I started jacking off in my car. But it was always parked. I would find a secluded parking lot and pull my pants to my ankles and jack off. To add to the thrill I began to open the door so my lower nakedness was exposed to the outside elements. That grew to me driving to rural locations, pulling off all my clothes and laying up on the trunk of my car while I masturbated and licked my precum off my fingers. This continued, A LOT, until I was 18 and got a job driving a 3 axle truck and delivering roofing shingles. Not soon after I started the job, I was driving between two towns that were about 30 minutes or so apart. The urge to masturbate came on but I knew I didn't have enough time to pull over. So I tried something new. I unbuttoned my pants, while continuing to drive; I folded them back and pulled my near rigid cock out. I swear it must just be a natural instinct because shortly after I started stroking, I got that "clothes in the way" feeling and raised my ass off the seat and wiggled my shorts and underwear down to just above my knees. I was sitting up pretty high in the truck so I wasn't worried about someone seeing me. This was in the early 70's so most of the women wore miniskirts. It was really turning me on being able to look down into the seats of the cars in the lane next to me and see all those short skirts and legs while I was going at it. It sure didn't take long before I was squirting cum all over the steering wheel and dashboard of that truck.

Well, that became a daily ritual, and as time went on I got better at my craft. I started carrying a small jar of Vaseline in my lunchbox along with a box of Kleenex. If asked about the Vaseline, I just said it was for rubbing on my dry hands and I would take some out and rub it in like lotion. The pants situation progressed from "at the knees" to down around my ankles. But that made it hard to work the clutch so I just started pulling off one of my boots and slipping my pants, or shorts, along with my underwear, off of one foot. By the time that summer ended, I would pull both boots off as soon as I got in the truck, totally remove my pants and underwear and set them on the seat next to me! I would open my lunchbox back and take the lid off the Vaseline jar. Next I would pull several Kleenex from the box and fold them neatly and set them in an easily accessible place. THEN, I would start the truck and set out on my daily drive to the supplier, which was about 90 minutes away, to pick up the day's roofing products for delivery to job sites.

Driving through town, completely naked from the waist down, was where I began to build a hunger for the "risk thrill." I knew I could be pulled over at any second and there was no way I would be able to get my pants on before the cop said, "License and registration." That would have been OK since I was up higher than the cop would be down on the road, but you never knew when they would ask you to step out and open up the back of the truck so they could do a spot inspection. Luckily that never happened, but the risk that it MIGHT, just made for more intense hard-ons.

As soon as I reached the highway, and didn't need both hands to shift so much, I would dip into the Vaseline and lube up for some pleasure while driving; always doing my best to keep up with the cars next to me, especially those with teenage daughters in the passenger seat. You see, while mom was wearing the miniskirts, the daughters were wearing micro-miniskirts! To me, this was better than looking at Playboy. Even though there were no pictures of bare titties or pussy fur, looking at "real" bare legs brought my cock to its full potential. It wouldn't take long to get worked up and this is where I learned to edge. Wanting to make the masturbation last for the entire ride, I developed the art of stopping and going! This is also when I started eating as much of my precum as I could get because it heightened my sense of touch as my hand would glide up and over the flared out helmet of my circumcised cock.

Most of the time, I would jackoff and edge right up until I was only a few blocks from my destination. Then I would pull over in a parking lot and make myself cum. There were lots of times that I would time my orgasms to coincide while a teenage girl or woman was looking up at me from the passenger seat of the car next to me. At first I would just smile while I was cumming and thinking, "If you only knew what I was doing!" As the summer progressed, so did I until I would just look at them and not try to mask my "I'm cumming right now" face! But, a good share of the time I would pull off because I really enjoyed, and still do to this day, watching my cum squirt from the end of my cock!

Either way, I would end up in a parking lot, or on the side of the road where I would put my pants and boots back on before pulling in at the supply yard. Back in the younger years it was easy to cum just about as many times a day as you felt like it, and I felt like it a lot back then. (I still feel like it every moment of every day, but every year takes its toll) Back then I would masturbate, half naked, on the morning drive and grab a "pants open only" orgasm while reading "Letters to Penthouse" during lunch (which I ate in my truck.) Then on the drive back to the shop, in the evening, I would wankoff again while checking out passing cars. I usually ended my day with another orgasm once I got in bed.

Nowadays it’s not a whole lot different, except its a little more high tech. I don't drive a big truck anymore, but I do have a pickup with a lift kit so I'm up high enough to shield my bare legs from the cars below. However, semi-truck drivers can still get a good view into my seat. My daily drives are only a couple of miles so there's not enough time to jack off. But, anytime I make a longer drive, I do it with my cock in hand. For a long time I was living about two hours from my kids, who are grown BTW, and I would often drive up to see them. Every time I made the return trip home, I would take advantage of the situation. However, I've really progressed in the "risk taking" department over the years. The more you do it, the more you need to keep the thrill going!

Then, and now, when taking a longer drive at night, I pull into a busy parking lot, like Wal-Mart or a grocery chain. I open my truck door and step out onto the parking lot and take off ALL my clothes, including my shoes and socks. I'm usually always semi-rigid just thinking about it, so after I throw my clothes up through the open window to the cab, I give my cock a few nice strokes to bring it to full attention and then grab and hold the bottom of the shaft with one hand and give the head a few rotations with the other hand. (I've found that people just really don't care if they happen to look up and see you. Most people never notice because they have their faces buried in their phones!)

With my cock primed and ready, I open my truck door and step up into the seat. Then, just like in the good ole' days, I take the lid of the Vaseline and get some tissues prepared. The big difference now, is that I set my laptop on the seat next to me, open it up and start PowerPoint. Then I choose one of the many slide presentations that I have created. They not only contain still photos but have videos embedded in them, some are downloaded from porn sites and some are ones I've taken of myself jacking off and having orgasms. Once I press the space bar, my 2 hour movie of my favorite porn pictures and videos starts to play. That's when I lube up my nice firm cock and start my trip. But here's where the fun part starts! Because it's night time you would think that no one would ever be able to see me, so where's the thrill in that? Well guess what...the bright screen of the laptop reflects into the windshield! It's as if you have a display that is embedded in your windshield. ANYBODY driving next to me can look up and watch what I'm watching! And here's the kicker...If I turn on the dome and reading lights on the roof of the cab, MY image is reflected as well!

So, I have my computer porn going, which I can either glance quickly at or just watch its reflection in the windshield, I've got audio tracks of the porn flicks with girls having orgasms and getting fucked, and my interior lights are on so now it's possible for anyone to see that I'm driving naked in my truck with my hand stroking and massaging my hard cock. And, unlike the early days of driving a big slow truck, I drive a truck with a big V8 so I have no trouble with matching the speed of the car next to me. I get just slightly ahead of them, so they can look up and see my windshield, and then match their speed with my cruise control (gotta love that feature). Then I just pump and lick precum. I especially enjoy edging for other drivers. I do a theatrical pull away, with my hand, so they can figure out from my hand motions that I'm edging!

When I finally get to that point of needing to release, if I'm tracking someone next to me and they're watching my windshield, I lean back and arch upwards. Slowing my pace, I will do long strokes until my cum starts shooting out at which point I stop the stroking so it's easier to see the cum spilling out and I let it run down my cock and over my hand which I park at the bottom of my shaft. One last bonus for the passenger next to me; if they happen to take their eyes off my windshield and look at my window, they can see my cock sticking above the side window as I arch my back and raise my ass off the seat. I love it! If I don't have an audience next to me when I'm ready to cum, I just pull to the shoulder of the road, stop and turn on my hazard flashers. Then I exit my truck and walk, barefoot and naked, about 50 or 60 feet out in front of my truck. While standing in the beams of my headlights, I bring myself to orgasm while standing up! Being that far out gives people plenty of time to see what's going on...a naked guy masturbating. If they look hard enough, as they pass by, they can see the string of cum making its way to the ground!

If I've still got lots of miles to go, I get back in and drive naked. Sometimes I get reenergized and give it a 2nd go. After all, I've still got porn playing in my windshield! Once I get to the next big parking lot, I step out of my truck, put my clothes on and continue to my destination. If I'm close to home when I cum, I just stay naked all the way there. When I pull into the driveway, it's usually pretty late, so I just get out and make as many trips as necessary back and forth to get my luggage and stuff into my house, while totally naked. Just being out in the night air, usually always gets me hard again and my cock swings back and forth as I'm walking back and forth to the truck.

Dang...I’ve already cum once today, but telling you boys and girls about my perverted horniness has made me hard again and I’m dripping with precum. This might be a good night for a naked drive!

[fuzzyt]

So…I just returned from a public masturbation outing and thought I would share my experience with those of you who are like me; you get off on making yourself cum while reading about someone else doing it!

It had been three long days since my last jack-off session. Over the past few days it seemed like every time I wanted to play with my penis, until it squirted, something came up that prevented it. Well, this morning when I woke up I was determined to rub one out; and with all of the build-up from my short hiatus, I was looking forward to it being one of the "epic" ones. Being home alone made it easy for me to just leave my underwear next to the bed, walk bare-assed into the living room and sit down next to my laptop. My wife and step-daughter had gone out early for a mother-daughter day of breakfast, manny-peddies, and some intense shopping at the mall. As I started to open up some of my favorite picture files, that "oh so familiar" itch started poking me in my loins. You know the one; the one that says, "This would feel SO MUCH better if you did this in a public place!"

After that thought, I started thinking of places that I liked to go when I got these temptations. Now, I’m not a full-on exhibitionist who goes in for blatant indecent exposure, but if someone happens to catch a glimpse of my cock (or nakedness), it’s not such a bad thing. If their “glimpse” happens to include me stroking my HARD cock, so much the better; at least for me! And…if they just happen to catch me at that wondrous moment, when cum is spewing from the end of my swollen penis, well…there just isn’t much of a more splendid thing!

Anyways...after a few minutes of this enticement, I finally gave in and pulled on a pair of short pants. Wearing only a tee shirt, shorts with no underwear, and flip flops, I jumped into my truck, along with my “specially” prepared notebook binder, and set out for the lake which is about 3 miles from my house. It’s a public lake and has a concrete sidewalk all the way around its near mile and a half perimeter. There are generally a few people fishing along the two longer shores during the afternoon and evening, but early morning is usually quiet with only a few people walking or jogging around the loop. The fishing areas also have picnic tables and lots of shade, and I’ve spent many times there in the past with my pants open. It’s a great place to relax and study; at least that’s what I pretend to be doing when people walk by on the sidewalk and my notebook is opened up on the picnic table. Of course, underneath the tabletop, my hand is slowly stroking a nice hard one!

I have had a couple of close calls while at the picnic tables. One day a family passed by. The parents were walking and their three kids were riding bikes. I always keep my back to the path so I can just tuck my cock down and lay my hand in my lap when someone walks by. This way there’s not too much chance of exposure. However, that day the kids decided to ride figure-eight patterns around the three tables. This brought the parents to a halt and put the kids up close and coming from all directions. Not wanting the kids to start shouting “Pedophile” and then receive a beat-down from an anger-ravaged Mother, I kept my weasel covered up with my right hand, turned my notebook to the “safety” pages and pretended to continue “studying.” I have to be honest though, I can’t deny that I didn’t give my cock a few squeezes given the circumstances. Usually though, when it’s adults or teenaged girls, I just direct my cock under the table and keep right on stroking it in hopes that they will figure out what I’m doing and get a little twinge in their pussies. I love it when I see them whispering and looking back at me after they pass by!

The other close call, while in the picnic area, was in the late afternoon right before sundown. A young couple, probably in their mid to late 20’s, came into my view right as I was massaging in a fresh leakage of precum. As I tried to push my cock down it escaped my grip because of the “super slick” lubrication. I was barely able to get my cock below the table before they passed by. However, I didn’t have time to turn the pages of my special notebook to the chapter on Investing in a Hostile Economy! I’m sure they had to have seen the full page blowups of some really hot bare legs, coming out of short-shorts, with sexy strappy-red-heels on some luscious feet!

They walked on down to the water’s edge and stood holding hands and “whispering.” When the young woman snuck a peak over her shoulder, my cock jumped and my right hand went to work. After she looked away, and whispered something else to her companion, I pulled my cock from between my legs and started to stroke it under the table. It was still slick with precum and pulsating in my palm as I massaged the head with a rolling motion. Knowing that this couple knew EXACTLY what I had been doing, or was doing, brought me to the edge within a few seconds. Stopping, only once to enjoy the sensation, I didn’t waste any time before restarting the motion. Changing my grip to the classic “thumb and forefinger” method, I stroked in slow motion and tried to use my core muscles to fend off the inevitable; this ALWAYS heightens my pleasure. When the cum exploded from my mini-mouth, my feet slipped in the gravel below the table and drew a glance from the curious young woman. I didn’t try to “pretend” any longer. Even though she couldn’t see my cock, which was still under the cover of the table top, she could certainly see that my upper arm muscles were moving in a constant rhythm. I just smiled at her as my semen finished flowing from my body. She gave me a quick smile back before turning her attention back to the lake and having a long “whisper” with her mate.

My guess is, that’s when they started to feel uncomfortable, or maybe they were hoping to catch a glimpse of the waning action. Or possibly, I had inspired them to go somewhere and masturbate for each other! Whatever the reason, they turned and walked past me. As they passed by I noticed they were both looking down at my “study material” as well as my lap. When they saw that I had seen them looking, they both gave me an awkward smile and the guy said, “Have a Good One!” Boy that was an understatement! I never heard anything more or had any repercussions from the incident. For the most part, that’s the general reaction when someone “catches me” in the act; usually smiles of all shapes and sizes but a few times I’ve gotten that “scolding” look from the Grandmas. And yes, there’s been a few times when the onlooker “discovered me” at the “moment of truth” and just stopped in their tracks and watched the event unfold; or rather, squirt out. That’s pretty much what happened earlier today.

At the far ends of the lake, there are a couple of benches where one can stop to take a breather while watching the birds, sunrise or sunset. That was my planned destination today; I’ve masturbated on many occasion while sitting at these benches and “reviewing” my lecture notes. My favorite bench is situated in a fairly strategic location. It’s far enough from the fishing/picnic areas, that one would need binoculars or a zoom lens to be able to discern that my cock was pretending to be a flag pole. The bench is just a few feet off the path. To my left, the view is clear for about 100 yards, so I have ample time to put my dick back in my pants. Granted, when I’m fully erect, my cock could easily been seen from that distance; but most people don’t notice me right away so there’s no rush to push my cock back in my pants, zip up, turn the page and start reading. And, sometimes I just don’t bother. I just push my cock down and place my trusty notebook in my lap.

To my right, only about 30 yards away, the path curves as it turns to follow the lake. There are lots of trees there but since I don’t have to pay much attention to the other direction, I can focus my senses on the right and usually can hear someone talking or dragging their feet immediately before they turn the corner and break clear of the trees. This is a calculated spot for “accidental” discovery. I like it because I usually only have a few seconds to “cover-up” before being seen. I must say though, of all the places that I’ve masturbated, this is the one spot where I have chalked up the most times of “genital exposure” and definitely has a few marks in the column of “saw my cum squirting!” When this happens, I figure I’ve already been seen so why bother with covering up? Like I said before, people just don’t seem to care or want to get involved; or maybe they get turned on and go somewhere themselves and masturbate.

Whatever the reason, luck has probably had a lot to do with the fact that I haven’t been arrested. But YOU understand; you do the same sort of stuff or you wouldn’t be reading this! You know how it is to reach that point where you don’t care about getting caught. Masturbation is like any addiction – the pleasurable feeling is worth the risk; when those delightful sensations start pulsing through our nervous system and making our muscles twitch, we stop at nothing! Pants move from just being unzipped to being opened and folded back. Then they just have to come off of our ass. But that position usually doesn’t last very long before those same pants need to be pushed to our knees, and finally, they fall around our ankles so we can spread our knees, fondle our balls and stroke with no restrictions!

By the time I reached my favorite bench this morning, my cock was already sticking out of my fly and being stroked by my hand. You see, the parking lot at the lake is at the other end so it’s about a ¾ mile walk to that bench. There weren’t any other cars in the lot when I arrived so I didn’t figure there were any fishermen out yet. Not seeing anyone on the path ahead of me, and not really caring if there were, I pulled my cock out, almost as soon as I stepped from my truck, and started to gently pump it while I walked. I was holding my notebook open and out in front of me for a little added incentive. When I reached the bench I was ready to open up my pants for better access. But, seeing as how I hadn’t seen any other souls, I decided to pull my short pants down a little so I could sit bare-assed on the bench. It was probably less than a minute and those “risk enhancement” feelings were creeping through my veins; I tugged my shorts to just above my knees. Figuring this was a safe enough position, I continued with the fondling. Even if I heard someone around the corner, I still would have time to pull my pants part of the way up to cover my upper thighs. Of course, my ass was totally visible through the back of the bench but I could live with that. But my plans fell all apart. Once my sperm started to boil in my testicles, my pants just “needed” to find their way down to my ankles so I could spread my knees and cup my balls. With that familiar ache starting to pulsate in my engorged shaft, I decided, or my addiction decided, that I was going to carry this all the way through, no matter what! And, having made the commitment to masturbate to orgasm, even if there was a choir watching me, I decided what the heck!

After kicking off my flip flops, I pulled my shorts over my bare feet; and after pulling out the small tube of Vaseline, that I always carry in my pocket, I laid them on the bench next to me. So, with shorts to one side and my notebook open on the other, I spread my legs wide, squeezed some lubricant onto the head of my cock and commenced with the task at hand. After a few rotations of my slicked up hand, around the swollen, pink helmet of my circumcised penis, the desire for MORE kept edging me on. I guess it was the build-up from the last few days, that was driving this uncontrollable urge, but I was so turned on that I just couldn’t get enough. However, I didn’t want it to end just yet. My whole being started to tremble and at that point I think my body just took control over my mind. Pulling my tee shirt over my head, I laid it on my shorts and began to flick my right nipple with my left hand while I continued pulling on my cock. The next thing I knew, I had stopped tweaking my nipple and was lubing up my left thumb with Vaseline and inching forward to the edge of the bench. Reaching down, between my legs, with my left hand, I slowly inserted my thumb into my ass as far as it would go and started bumping my prostate glands. Wow…what a rush that was! I was sitting completely naked, out in the open, on a bench next to a public sidewalk with my thumb up my ass while stroking one of the hardest boners I had ever had. IT FELT AWESOME!

The more I bumped and stroked, the closer I got to orgasm. When I flipped my right hand up-side-down and started pulling and rotating at the same time, a generous amount of precum oozed out and got all mixed up with the Vaseline. The nerve endings in the head of my cock were on fire! I stopped all movement, just short of ejaculation, and tightened every muscle in my body to hold back the orgasm which was fighting to get out. After about 15 seconds of stillness, I started a slow stroking motion while I vigorously massaged my prostate until I reached the edge for a second time. This time, when I started up again, I didn’t move the thumb in my ass but used a very light finger-thumb grip to vibrate my cock rapidly up and down until I thought I was going to explode. Switching back and forth between these two techniques, I was able to bring myself to the edge three more times.

All of a sudden, while I was holding my breath and fighting with all my might to stave off orgasm at my sixth trip to the edge of the cliff, I heard a gasp of surprise. I had gotten so caught up in the moment that I had failed to hear the approaching morning walkers. Upon hearing the gasp, I shot a glance over my right shoulder and discovered three teenaged girls, probably juniors or seniors in high school, had just come around the corner and walked past the cover of the trees to discover a naked man, masturbating and thumbing his ass. They had all three frozen in their steps! I don’t think they knew what to do; turn around and go the other way, run past and keep running all the way to the police station, or stand there and watch.

You know as well as I do that there was really no decision to be made on their parts. You KNOW they wanted to see what was about to happen, even if they pretended not to. Besides, it was too late and there was absolutely nothing I could do at this point but to finish what I had started. The appearance of the girls, all standing there in short-shorts and tank tops, along with the gigantic thrill of “getting caught,” sent me to the moon! I IMMEDIATELY started the fast vibration technique and the prostate massage at the same time. Cum blew out of the end of my cock and flew a good three feet into the tall grass in front of me. Because I was shaking my cock so fast, the thick white semen splattered on my legs, my forearms, my chest and my cheek.

When the bulk of my cum had ejaculated, I pulled my thumb free and pressed my left middle and ring fingers hard on the cum-tube below my balls and pushed the cum that was stranded there up the tube until it ran out and spilled over down the side of my cock. Then I looked over at the girls and smiled while I pulled down hard at the base of my shaft and held the skin tight as my cock continued to pulsate to completion. The girls seemed to be mesmerized while standing there with their big doe eyes! They seemed to be getting an education. Maybe I have a future as a high school sex education teacher! Regardless, there were a few hard nipples poking through those thin tank tops.

When my cock finally stopped pulsating, I milked all of the remaining droplets of my sperm from my still swollen cock. Then I turned and smiled at the girls again as I gave myself a few more finishing strokes. The girls were cool about everything. They just smiled at me and quietly continued their walk. However, once they were past me, and I couldn’t see their faces any longer, I heard a bunch of giggling as one of them said, “Can you believe that?!”

At that point, I didn’t want to press my luck so I just stood up and got dressed like it was the normal thing to do. Now, I’m sitting at home working on my second orgasm of the day. My cock has been steadily drooling precum while I’ve been telling you about my morning adventure. It’s time now to get down to business and give this monster what it’s asking for. How has your day been?

[fuzzyt]

What a shame! Am I the only one who masturbates in public places?

Just wanted to do a little follow-up of what happened after I signed off from the post previous to this one.

My plans were to get down to business and give myself a 2nd orgasm; right after posting under this heading yesterday. After all, I had been massaging my cock and leaking precum the entire time I was writing the post. But no sooner had I clicked on POST, I started to get the itch to finish my day with another risky outing. Besides, I needed to mow the lawn before it got much later. After my wife and step-daughter finished up their special day together, my wife caught a flight to go to a continuing education seminar that starts Monday. She has to do these every so often in order to keep up some of her certifications as a nurse. She left a day early because her and a couple of her nurse-friends wanted to do a little sightseeing. My step-daughter was spending the weekend at her BFF's house, so I was all alone and looking for something to do anyways. So, I mowed the lawn and then took a shower and drove over to my local theater; not a XXX theater mind you, but the neighborhood, family, 24-plex version. If I timed it right I would be able to hit an 8:45 showing of Percy Jackson 2 and then sneak into Elysium for a free double feature. The 2nd movie didn't start until 10:30, and being a Sunday night, I figured the crowd would be small and it would be a perfect chance to masturbate.

I slid into the first movie right before the lights dimmed for the previews. To my surprise, the place wasn't very crowded and there was no one sitting in the last 5 or 6 rows. So, I climbed the steps and sat in the center of the last row. My cock had been aching on the drive over to the theater, because I had been wanting to cum all afternoon. With the conditions in the theater ripe for a masturbation session, I decided to go for it right then instead of later during the second movie.

Jacking off in the theater is something I do quite often. I usually wear cargo shorts, and no underwear, to make the access to my cock as easy as possible. Sometimes, because of the number of people, I'm only able to unzip my shorts, pull out my cock and jack off while using my drink cup and popcorn as a sort of visual shield. Other times, if strategic seating allows it, I will pull my shorts off my ass and down to my knees. A few times I've even pushed my shorts all the way to the floor. One time I even stood up so I could shoot my cum on the seats in the next row. A couple of times, I've even pulled my shorts completely off and set them on the seat next to me so I could spread both my legs and my feet apart for a good massage session. So last night I knew I was going to need to do something, a wee bit fresh, just to keep the "Risk-Factor" on a steady incline.

Sometimes, to add to the risk factor, I will wear underwear when I leave the house. Then, once I get to whereever I'm going, I open the door to my truck, stand behind it in the parking lot, pull my pants off, remove my underwear, and then put my pants back on. (Another reason to wear cargo shorts is that they fit over your shoes so you can pull them off without having to take your shoes off.) Sure, I'm covered by the door, but only in one direction. There's been plenty of times when a car will drive down the aisle I'm parked in and pass by as I'm standing naked from the waist down! Usually...most of the time anyways, people aren't looking in-between parked vehicles so they don't notice me. Last night I also pulled my belt off and left it in the truck along with my underwear. In case you're wondering, a belt will get in the way and start banging on the side of the theater seat when the stroking begins, so I just don't wear one. One other thing I did that was a little different was that I opted for flip flops instead of my normal hiking shoes. I’ve only removed my shoes one time in the theater but it was a pain. Flip flops would solve the problem. My plans were to totally remove my shorts and flip flops so I would be TOTALLY naked from the waist down. Seeing my body naked from my cock to my bare feet makes me way hotter than looking down my bare legs and seeing my shoes on my feet!

Things progressed smoothly as planned. The first thing I did after sitting down was to unfasten my cargo shorts, pull the zipper down and fold them back, setting my cock free. Already being in a horny state of mind, I wasted no time in lifting my buttocks from the theater seat and pulling my shorts over my ass. My heart rate was already elevated and I could feel the beats pounding against my tee shirt. There was no need to work myself to the next level, I was already there.

I wasted no time in pushing my shorts to my knees and taking the small tube of “Vaseline for Lips” out of my pocket. (I’m always prepared!) But before I rubbed Vaseline on my cock, I took another item from my pocket, a Trojan brand condom. Opening the package, I took out the condom and pierced a small hole, in the little bubble end, with my teeth. This allowed me to push my finger through the condom which created a very stiff rubber band of sorts. With the fingers of both hands, I stretched the condom as much as I could and slipped it over my entire package, letting it come to rest at the base of my cock and under my balls. You see, condoms also can do double-duty as cock rings.

After my “make-shift” cock ring was in place, I commenced to squeezing Vaseline on the head of my cock and then rubbing it all around until both my right hand and my cock was lubricated. That’s when the little “voice in my head” started shouting, “The shorts are in the way, the shorts are in the way!” So, I pushed them over my knees and let them fall to my ankles. This gave freedom to my knees, which separated as my hand started stroking and massaging my cock. But my testicles were also calling my name. They were begging to be cuddled, so I slipped off my flip flops and kicked my feet free of the short pants around my ankles. This allowed me to spread my feet and legs, giving very easy access to my balls. Reaching down, I grabbed my shorts and brought them to my lap, where I folded them neatly and placed them on the theater seat next to me!

But I had been here before, and even though it was extremely risky, I was determined to bring a new element to the occasion. So I went for the whole enchilada and pulled my tee shirt over my head and folded it neatly on top of my shorts. I was sitting TOTALLY NAKED in a public "family" theater, and with no means to cover myself if someone were to venture into the surrounding area. My heart was racing and my hardon was raging! I finally felt like I had reached a new high. But don’t misunderstand me, there’s still room for improvement, and next time I may stand up on my seat while I masturbate, or maybe put my bare feet up on the seats in front of me and poke a thumb or finger in my ass and massage my prostate glands. (Oh my God, just thinking about it makes me want to go to the movies again tonight!)

The rest of my adventure is pretty self-explanatory; I rubbed, massaged and stroked my cock until precum was steadily oozing out and mixing with the Vaseline. Then, after dancing on the edge of the cliff a few times, I finally let go and ejaculated my semen all over my legs, my arm, both hands and my foot. And because it was such an intense orgasm, I was wagging my cock back and forth at the same time I was pumping it up and down which caused my seed to fly everywhere, including the seat back in front of me, and even a splatter on my cheek. After cleaning up the best I could in the dark, I settled in to watch the main feature, still completely naked, while I continued to fondle a semi and rub the oozing remnants of cum over the extremely sensitive glans of my circumsized cockhead. I'm also pretty sure that some of that slippery white stuff made it onto some of my popcorn. In fact, I'm positive it did! Finally, when the credits began to roll, I took my shirt and shorts from the seat next to me, pulled my shirt back over my head and pulled my cargo shorts over my feet and back up to my knees. To complete the experience, I stood up, without a care in the world and finished pulling up my shorts and closing them up while the other patrons were filing out of the theater. Slipping my feet back into my flip-flops, I exited the theater with a big smile on my face. The other patrons probably thought I must have really enjoyed the movie; if they only knew the truth. Maybe...someone in that crowd did know the truth!

But, there’s one last thing! I'm thinking that maybe you fellow masturbators are unsure if I really doing this stuff, or if maybe I just write about my fantasies in these posts. So, I'm including a link to some pictures that I took while masturbating during one of my earlier trips to the theater. I used a “low light capable” point-n-shoot camera and by using a flashlight app on my iPhone, I was able to provide enough light to capture a few images of the action without using the flash on the camera. (I doubt the other movie-goers would have appreciated a constantly flashing light while they were trying to watch the movie! I have taken still shots in a theater, with a flash, but I was the only one at the late show!) Even though the quality of the images is lacking, because the lighting was not quite enough to lock in the auto focus, I think you can get the general idea of what was going on while at the same time seeing proof that I really do this stuff! To see the images, copy and paste this URL, into your browser, and it will take you to the set of images that I shot during this excursion. http://xhamster.com/photos/gallery/2261687/night_at_the_movies.html

[bigjim7]

Some fabulous stories here and great to read. What is very noteworthy is that there isnt a single tale from any female. Must be a male thing totally. I did it once in a cinema when my erection was too much to keep in my jeans which were very tight. Cant remember the name of the movie but it was horny for a young fella lol