Wanking in the neighborhood...

This probably goes into either solo or exhibisionist. But don't use my name or address since I'm writing from work. But I will tell you a little about myself. I'm 33, 6'7" tall. I work-out every day and have had a lot of compliments about my body and my cock - 9.5" hard with big low hanging balls. There are two things I love to do -- show off my cock and JO and one thing I hate, wearing underware (so much so that I often times go dancing with nothing on but tight jeans and pull out my hard cock and pump on the dance floor -- but that is a different story). This one starts with this web site. After reading several stories earlier this week of guys beating off and loving it I left my office with a huge boner. As I left, I decided to stop by the men's room. I work in a small office building with a common restroom on each floor used by all the tenants of that floor. On recent visits I'd noticed that otehrs had used one of the stalls as a place for work-day JO (Dried globs of cum on the floor and smears on the tile wall). Well, I decided to add to this growing collection. I firtst started my activities outside the stall -- in front of the mirrors. I dropped my pants to my knees and began twisting my hand around my already oozing cock head. It looked so great - standing straight up and proud with my freshly shaved nuts dangling between my legs. I pulled my shirt up to rub my hands through the hair on my well defined chest and to pull on my nipples. I got so carried away watching myself beat my cock in this public restroom that I almost lost track of time. After watching a while longer, I walked into the empty stall -- looking at all of that dried spew made me almost blow -- I yanked my cock quicker and harder, being sure to cover every inch with my stroking motion. Finally, I blow creamy white cum all over the floor and into the bowl of the toliet. Making sure some lands on the dried spots already there. When I had milked myself dry, I cleaned up and left all of my glory to crystalize over night. Now everytime I go to take a piss, I walk by that stall and see my dried jism added to the beautiful collection that has started. But the story for the night doesn't end there. I love your stories about guys who JO in their neighborhoods -- something I'd always dreamt of doing but never did unit that night. I got home from work and usual, put on only a loose fitting pair of sweats. After dark, as I was walking the dog, I got all hot and horny thinking about the stories I'd read earlier in the day. I live in a heavily populated neighborhood of LosAngeles were we all live close togehter and all know each other at least by face -- so the chance of getting caught increased my excitment. Throughout the entire walk, I kept pulling on my cock head through my sweats or reaching into the un-tied waistband and bouncing my balls or giving my cock a couple of tener strokes. Needless to say, I was full hard by the time I got a couple of blocks away from home. Each time I walked under the shadow of a tree, I'd stop and pull my sweats down to give my throbbing dick a couple of quick tight jerks -- making sure not to go too far yet. Finally, I couldn't take it any longer. There in one house where a very hot college jock guy lives and just thinking about him as I walked by my by 9.5 inches feel like 10. I had to be sure my hands were in my sweats as I walked by, but I couldn't take it much longer. He lives on a corner and the house directly across the stree has a huge tree that blocks out all light. I walked over to be under the tree and no sooner did I drop my sweats that my cock blew a hugh load all into the street. I stood there milking my cock thinking of him doing the same thing. You can imagine that I finished that walk with a bright smile on my face. Writing this has me so worked up, I'm going to go add a little more to that restroom collection. Thanks for letting me share.