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Caught at the Creek

Posted by: Age: 48 at the time Posted on: 7 comments
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This is not a story from one of my clients. It happened to me.


Our house had a long back yard and at the end of the yard is a public creek covered with a canopy of shade trees. I have a little clearing along the bank where I placed a lounge chair years ago. I take my laptop down there to work sometimes. It is just within the range of my WiFi. After a while, I got bolder. On a hot day, I'd take off my clothes and lay on a towel on the chair as I worked. It was a bit risky, because being a public creek, there was a possibility someone may come along in a kayak, or float on a rubber thingie, or maybe just wade down the creek. No one ever did, though. I figured if someone came along, I'd hear them in time. One day, being all naked like that, I diverged myself from my work and was reading some Solotouch stories on my laptop. I had grown a big erection that I was ignoring at the moment, but figured I'd get around to stroking in a while. Suddenly, I heard some light crashing through the leaves. I jumped up, almost dropping the laptop, and wrapped the towel around myself so quickly, I got a temporary crick in my back muscles. It was just a pair of deer browsing berries along the bank of the creek. Whew! A couple of weeks later, I was down at the creek, had read my Solotouch stories, and was now wanking in earnest, getting ready to drop some more semen onto the creek bank when I heard some more light crashing. Again, I quickly grabbed the towel and wrapped it around myself. This time, it wasn't deer, it was a boy, perhaps 14 years old, shirtless, walking along the edge of the creek. He said "Hi" probably having no idea what he had almost seen. I said "Hi" trying to remain cool, like he almost didn't catch me wanking there. He walked on. When he was out of site, I removed the towel, and tried to get hard again and jerk off. It wasn't happening. I had visions of him telling his parents there was a 'perv guy' down there at the creek jerking off. Of course he had probably seen nothing, but I wasn't sure of that. He may not have cared. I wasn't sure of that either. It took me a couple of weeks before I started feeling good about jerking off at the creek again, but finally, I had reacquired the sense of privacy I needed, and was able to wank at the creek almost daily. I have never been disturbed there again, even by deer.  

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