Bucket List Hijinks

Before I share this story I must disclose that for me the ultimate embarrassment and shame of being the only one naked surrounded by clothed people is one of my greatest turn on’s. 

It is taken to the most extreme if I ejaculate with clothed people watching. Then after an orgasm I still cannot cover myself.

This was cemented in me when I was caught by a teacher masturbating for a group of kids when I was 13 and was then ordered to seek psychiatric help. The psychiatrist used aversion therapy I think it was called.

I was made to strip and masturbate in front of staff in the treatment center while they casually watched and showed no real interest.

I was also made to remain nude when not at school. 

My mom went along with this and took me with her everywhere. This lasted for three months.

It was supposed to de-sensitize me.

My mother ended the psychiatrists visits when she noticed it only made me want more. I have been an exhibitionist all my life.

At 16 I had my mom drop me off at an all day Rock concert that started at noon and ran til midnight. I went with a plan to try Crowd surfing.

It had long been a fantasy of mine to go crowd surfing. It looked to be such a fantastic feeling. 

I saw a boy and a girl climb up the makeshift stairs and jump into the crowd and I couldn't resist.

Wearing only a t-shirt, gym shorts and tennis shoes I climbed up the stair platform and turned around, took a deep breath, and fell backwards into the waiting hands. The firm grip people had on my body was a surprise and I didn’t expect a guy would get groped so much and not just passed along over everyone.

The crowd was getting really raunchy for a daytime concert. Most were drunk or high or both.

I saw a girl go by trying desperately to hold onto her shredded top. It was barely a strip of cloth now and covered nothing. I never once considered the crowd would strip a guy.

It was a bit rougher than I had expected but I was living out a fantasy.

Suddenly my left foot was being pulled on, it was my shoe, gone. Next the right one, gone. I got a little scared and yelled, "Hey, I want  down." Then both socks were pulled off and fear was building up in me at that point.

   The crowd beneath and near me yelled and cheered louder.

 I was being flipped over face down. Wow the crowd had full control of me.

 I yelled out, “Hey, I want down, I'm ready to be put down."

A person below shouted back, "What, can't hear you?"

I yelled back, "Get me down”

The guy said, “what ?, strip, what?” and laughed at me as I passed by him.

 Now I was moving in a very tight circle. I was recognizing people below me.

I felt hands grasping my feet and at the same time someone was pulling at my shirt. I recognized a face, It was the guy from before who I was trying to ask for help.

"Hey you," He glanced my way but was talking to others while pointing at me.

I realized my t-shirt was being torn off, gone in a split second. All I had left were my shorts.

I was now being crowd surfed wearing only a small pair of gym shorts and beginning to panic. Deep down I knew what was going to happen but I didn’t think it through all the way.

I started struggling trying to get some kind of control but it was proving to be futile. No matter how much I twisted or turned it had no effect.

 Hands started grabbing my shorts. I screamed in total terror and twisted as best I could but with my arms and hands firmly held out in front of me by so many I could do nothing. 

The people below me screamed back at me and laughed hysterically. I could feel my shorts loosening around my waist.

Slowly they were being pulled down and off my butt. My shorts were going away and there was nothing I could do!

I never wore underwear and now I was regretting that choice even though it would not have mattered. At best underwear would have lasted only a few minutes.

 I felt the shorts pass my thighs then my knees and finally over my feet. I looked back just in time to see my shorts get flung high into the air pretty far away into the crowd, they were long gone.

I was totally naked.

Then I got flipped face up.

I struggled and screamed in total terror to the delight of the crowd. I was dying of embarrassment with a stomach full of butterflies and that was giving me an erection.

I felt hands on my private's. They were grabbing my penis and my ass. This was super extremely arousing for me.

I was awash in shame.

With all the touching and feeling in no time I was rock hard. 

I felt hands on my butt cheeks and fingers running up and down my butt crack. I was both terrified and turned on at the same time. Then I felt someone pulling down on my balls. It hurt but not too bad. To my surprise it turned me on even more. They let go of my ball sack and slapped them hard. That really hurt but I got even harder.

My ass was exposed and many hands and fingers were rubbing and pinching all over it. I was so extremely embarrassed and had never been naked with so many people. I could hear shouts of, "Stripped, naked, hard cock, pretty boy." It seemed as if the crowd was gathering around me instead of the band. I listened to others cry out, "Show him off, spread him out." I was terrified. 

The crowd handling me pulled  my legs far apart. Now everyone in the area who was below my waist had a clear view of everything I had. They could see all of my erect cock balls wagging back and forth and with my legs pulled so far apart even my ass hole was on display. 

My penis swung and sprung back and forth.  I screamed and clinched my butt when a wet finger slipped in my asshole. That was a big shock. Then a second finger worked it's way into my exposed hole. I tried to see who was doing this and I noticed my penis was streaming pre cum. 

The two fingers came out to my relief.

There was a puddle of pre cum in and on my belly button and it was running down my side. I then saw another finger reach up and scoop some up.That finger smoothly slipped into my hole all the way.

I thought, "I'm being finger fucked with my own pre cum."

Whoever was doing this knew what they were doing. They started massaging my prostate and that had an immediate effect. My throbbing penis was pulsing up and down. Then a hand grabbed my penis and started a fast and furious stroke.

The impending outcome to this was less than a minute away. Here I was totally and completely exposed to anyone close enough to see and about to be humiliated beyond belief. I could do nothing but wait for it.

I gritted my teeth and tried my best to hold off my orgasm as long as possible.

As my breathing became more rapid and my balls began to shrink up, the fingering of my prostate became more intense.

Next another hand squeezed my balls really hard.

I was seconds from exploding. All I could see were the many cameras. With all that was going on I couldn’t hold back any longer and cum started pouring from my penis. Squirt after squirt of cum was landing everywhere with gobs running down on the hand that held on tight. 

I did see that it was a girls finger up my ass and her hand was around my dick but at this point that was irrelevant. I was bucking violently and going through the strongest orgasm I’d ever had in my life. It was almost painful.

I shot skeet for what seemed an eternity and then it was over.

I heard cheers and applause as I regained my senses. I was suddenly sitting on the ground, no longer being held by anyone. People were milling around and some were congratulating me on a good show while laughing at me. Most were turning their attention back to the bands on stage.

I was still dazed and didn't know where to go or what to do. I was naked with no idea where any of my clothes were. How was I going to get out of here without getting arrested. How was I going to get home? What was I to do?

I stood up and looked down at myself. I had drying cum all over my mid section, I needed. clothes and clean water.

With no possibility of finding my clothes I headed out of the crowd to find a bathroom.  

My embarrassment and shame was still so intense I kept my head down. I was a sight to behold in this sea of clothed people. As I weaved through the crowd many laughed, some stared and a few gasped. With my cock and balls held tightly in my hands my walk of shame seemed endless.

I reached the bathrooms and being in a football stadium I was able to take a sink bath. Even that was embarrassing with guy after guy walking in to take a piss  then asking me what happened and laughing at me.

It was just 3 pm, 9 hours till this concert ends. 

I went into a stall planning to hide there til the show was over. But it was so nasty I couldn’t even sit on the toilet, piss all over. I washed my feet again and walked out into the main concession area then squatted against a wall holding my privates. Many people were taking pictures of me. I was so totally ashamed.

A police officer walked by. He looked at me smiling and shaking his head and said,

“Hey, you’re on your own, I won’t arrest you” and he walked on.

I couldn’t take the shame and embarrassment anymore.

Standing up I cried out, “Does anybody have anything I can cover up with, please!”

Nothing but laughter and more cameras snapping away. A girl ran up next to me while her friend took a picture. 

I got my penis squeezed and pulled on then an ass slap and away she went.

I started getting another erection while I was standing there thinking about leaving.

Once a person leaves the stadium they won’t let you back in. I figured I could walk out in public and a cop would surely arrest me then at least I’d get something to cover up with and a phone call. I was still a minor.

I was getting very hard again and feeling like I was headed for another orgasm. It was a very long walk to the exits past hundreds of people. 

I put my hands down by my sides and just walked. 

The shame, the stomach full of butterflies and the total embarrassment made me wobble on my legs as I walked with my penis sticking straight out and swinging back and forth. This combination of feelings made me get so hard it hurt. I kept walking and cameras kept snapping now and then mixed with lots of laughter and finger pointing.

Walking past the dozen security guards and a few cops and out of the main entrance was surreal. About half took pictures and all of them stared. 

Shit! The parking lot was as busy as the concert and now I was the spectacle again!

So many people coming in.

I was about to pop so I ran as fast as I could and ducked down between the cars. As soon as I wrapped my hand around my hard on it let go. I pulsed a little cum three times then the next three pulses were bone dry.

This orgasm was just as intense as the other one but at least I was not getting it all over myself. And no one was watching.

Oh my I was getting off on all this.

It’s like doing drugs, to reach the high you want you need more each time. This level of exhibitionism was so far out there for me and so intense I felt I’d never be able to

get off on anything even remotely considered as normal sex.

Still dripping the last of my sex juice I hid and crouched walked between cars putting as much distance as possible between me and the crowds of people. The staggering embarrassment and shame eased up and gave way to fear as I stood up at the outer parking lots edge and started walking down the sidewalk.

With my penis finally spent I could now hide my privates in my two hands as I walked along this rather busy four lane road.

Not too many cars honked at me, I did hear laughter now and then. My plan was to make it to the convenience store two blocks ahead and ask if I could call my mom.  This request coming from a naked and embarrassed 16 year old should get a yes and maybe even a towel or something to cover up with.

I walked in the store and was facing two clerks, both female. One twenty something and a mom type probably In her fourties’ with only two customers buying stuff.

They all stopped and stared. 

I broadcasted my desperate plea for help and the younger one handed me a cordless phone. I took it with both hands letting my sex organs fall free to the apparent delight of the two customers, both guys.

The mom age clerk walked around the counter and asked me what happened.

After telling my mom where I was I narrated the whole story to the four of them. They listened intently, both had the biggest smiles on their faces.

I saw all four repeatedly looking at my penis. Neither of the two clerks offered me clothing or a towel but I felt safer inside the store so I didn’t ask.

The older clerk took my by the hand and led me to a tiny corner room that served as an office. Two chairs, a small desk buried in paperwork and just enough room for two people to get in and sit down.

She sat me down and stood there asking all kinds of questions mostly about me and my nudity.

She gave me a soda and we past the time chatting. The young one came back several times and asked a few questions until my mom arrived.

When mom walked in the store was really busy with more than ten people in line or shopping. The older clerk led me out by the hand in front of everyone right up to my mom.

They were both smiling, customers were staring. 

The clerk, “I guess he’s yours”

Mom said, “Yes," then to me, "I see you lost your clothes again” I said yes mam.

I couldn’t believe it !

Me standing naked in the middle of this busy store and my mom and this lady started chatting away like they had all day. Mom was telling her about some of my crazy ways and loud enough so everyone could hear her.

Finally we left and once in the car mom asked, “Did you get to crowd surf?” On the ride home I told her everything in more detail. She listened and when I was done she reminded me again that once I turn 18 I could get in real trouble exposing myself. 

I was hard again, she noticed but said nothing.