I went camping with my family over the weekend and on Saturday night I headed to the bath house for my nightly shower. Once I got in the stall and closed the door I began to remove my clothes. As usual, I immediately got a raging hard on. After fully undressing I proceeded to the shower and began to lather up, but with my mind still on my erection, I decided to take a few minutes and relieve myself. I then started creating a lather in my hands with the bar of soap, and quickly turned around putting my left hand on the shower stall wall and my right hand on my hard dick. I began to stroke harder and harder and man did it feel good.
A couple of minutes into my session, I noticed a shadow approaching my shower curtain, I immediately stopped and looked out to see an elderly gentleman leaving my stall. The possibility of me being caught was enough to throw me over the edge, and I quickly finished my shower and got dressed. As I opened the door of the stall, the man was standing there waiting on an empty shower; he simply looked at me nodded his head and smiled as he entered the stall after me. I have no idea if he knew what I was doing, but I like to think that he did!