Check out my previous contribution, titled Top of the Stairs.
Here's another recent story of mine:
As I mentioned in my previous story, I like exhibition. Becuase of this, I occasionally pull my manhood out while in the car. Just a few days ago after work, I was excited by one of the waitresses there, so on my way home I pulled it out and decided to stroke while I drove home. It was dark out, so I knew no one would be able to get a good look, but it excited me to know they might be able to figure it out. The first stop sign I came to, I quick whipped off my shirt and pulled my pants down a little farther. I would've liked to become completely naked, but I always worry that I am going to get into an accident and people would wonder why the heck I was completely naked, etc. As I drove, I continually had one had or the other in my crotch, playing with myself. My drive home is approximately 1 min., so I had plenty of time.
Here is where my different techniques come in: Some of the time I was just barely touching my shaft as I stroked up and down slowly, sometimes I gripped tightly and pumped furiously. I might play with my balls, or press just underneath them-there seems to be a spot there that increases pleasure. Anytime I felt like I was going to cum, I I stopped myself and held it in. This would make the final go that much better.
When I finally got to my driveway, I could barely hold it anymore. I knew I wouldn't be able to get fully dressed again, go all the way inside, acting normally, and go into the bathroom to finish. So, I stopped at the end of my driveway, which is long enough so that anyone inside the house wouldn't be able to see me. I got out my teh car, fully intending to just grab the newspaper and then finish the job inside the car. But then, I got a better idea. Since I enjoy exhibiton, I knew it would be more exciting to finish in the rode. I looked both ways for headlights of cars, and knew that no one was coming. I stood in the direct center of the road and pulled down my pants. I didn't take very much pumping before I shot my load all over the road, and even I was amazed at how much I shot. When I was finally done, I got dressed, pulled in the garage, and went inside. My mom was right inside and saw me come in.
'Why did you stop at the end of the driveway?'
I indicated the newspaper.
'Just to get the paper.'