The other night, driving home from work, I decided to see if I could find this grocery store downtown that this guy was telling me about. It's weird to find a regular grocery store in midtown where I work, so I decided to see if I could find it so I could go by there at lunch and get some wine, that is, if I didn't have time to get some before going to work. (I don't drink at work, it's just that by the time I leave, they've stopped selling it. It happens after 2 am.) And I gotta have my after work wine, ya know? Anyway, after driving around the block a few times, (I finally found the damn place) I got stopped at a red light. There on the corner was this guy, standing there against the building, jacking off! He could see that I was looking at him, and after a coupla moments, he held his "other" hand out in front of his dick, like he was catching his load or something. I thought it was pretty exciting... Funny, but exciting. So, two days later, I'm driving home at 2:30 am, and decide to take another cruise downtown. I drove by this empty looking park, covered with trees and ponds and ducks and benches, so I decided to find a place to park and head down there, with the intention of sitting out there in the open, jacking off. Well, as soon as I entered, I could see that there were like three or four homeless (I suppose) guys that were around, in various places, sleeping. Good, I thought. So I headed to a spot that was wide open, a large concrete space, and sat sorta kinda behind a trash can, and pulled my pants down around my ankles. I wasn't sure if any of those guys were paying me any attention, but one of them did cough, and stir around a bit. Anyway, after getting pretty worked up with my lube, I noticed a car pulling up, and a black couple getting out. They were young, about 25, and so I at least pulled my pants up, but my dick was still hanging out. They sat in front of me, about maybe 20 or 30 feet away, and I was partially blocked by the trash can, but not really... So I figured what the hell, and after they sat there a bit, I pulled the lube back out, gave myself some additional slickness, and continued what I was doing. I figured that they would either be kinda turned on, or just not pay me any attention, since you see all kinda wild shit going on downtown late at night anyway. I know they were looking in my direction, I could clearly see that, but since I was partially behind the trash can, they couldn't really see what was going on. They could, however, see my arm moving rhythmically, and I knew from the guy's girlfriend's giggles that they knew what I was doing. Well, normally I'd probably have lost my hard on, but it had been several days since I came, and I was more than halfway there when they arrived. So, the moment came, and I stood up, turned my back to them, and spewed big time. Now I know they could tell what was happening. I felt really embarrased after I shot off, they could see me rubbing my hand on the side of my pants (wiping off the cum) and the motions of buckling my belt, and all that. Afterwards, I calmly walked off back to the car, and it didn't take five minutes to get over the embarrased feeling, because soon after I was relishing the memory of the fact that I had just jacked off in front of somebody in public. I plan on going back there again, and if anything interesting happens, I'll keep you guys posted.
Why the lube - a skin against skin, use of pre-cum. I rarely use lube and if so shaving creme as I groom. Spent many a time out Alone In the Woods - wrote journals on it in story form, gave it to my wife before we were married and she loved it - believe she used it as a tool as needed (she only has sex with me now - age and menopause did this to her but she is still hot as shit but only can get her engine going once or twice a week). I love masturbating out doors but must be totally nude. My second floor deck is the usual place just after dark. Some good music, glass of Belgian brew (sounds like a night cap for this evening).
Okay, good for you, sounds fun... But you're putting yourself at serious risk. You could be put on a sex offender's list, and that stays with you for life.
