Putting on a Show Outdoors
I started getting myself off in the fifth grade. My parents were far too uptight about sex to talk about my feelings with, so without any name to put to it, I called it "The Effect". I wasn't at all sure what I was doing, but I knew I was doing something I adored and would do for the rest of my life. At first it was fairly occasional, but as I've grown bringing myself to that wonderful state where nothing matters but the joy I feel in my cock is all consuming.
Ever since I was young I have associated nudity with sex. It is virtually impossible for me to be naked with any other thought in mind but having sex with myself or someone else. I have long wanted to be watched while I got myself off, particularly by women and last summer presented a wonderful opportunity.
With the advent of the internet and the growth of chatrooms as sexual forums, I began to be consumed by thoughts of sex even more. At any time of the day or night I am able to reach out to others that are just as horny as I. In the course of this, my desire to jack off became more uncontrollable, to the point where I found I enjoyed driving around town playing with dick.
One day I stopped to wash my car at a self-service (pun DEFINITELY intended) car wash. On one side was a busy street, on the other a set of apartments. The carwash was empty, so I decided to leave my cock out while I worked in the hopes I would be seen. After a few minutes, two women drove up and began to work on their car. They would occasionally glance over and I decided to stand where they could see my dick through the car windows. Interestingly enough, they began to look a bit more frequently.
This urged me on even more and I began to stroke myself to a glorious hard on - I'm not sure if I'd ever been harder. They began to look more intently, but made no move to run away or come closer - one a blessing, the other a curse! I began to work myself over in earnest and came in my left hand. I licked myself clean, delighting in the feeling between my legs.
As I drove off past them, they smiled and waved - at least I was able to bring them some pleasure that day.
There are more stories to tell. If you like this one, let me know at