All alone in a radio station.
Years ago, I worked the last shift on a radio station. This was when some stations would sign off the air each night. Usually by the end of the first hour of my shift, I’d be all alone in the station. If anyone did come in, the building was noisy and you could hear them on the way up the four flights of stairs.
After being at the station for a couple of months, I started to realize how alone I would be. One night, I got feeling a little horny while on the air. I unzipped my pants a little more with each record I played, reaching in my fly as much as I could to rub my slowly growing boner. Finally, when my fly was fully unzipped, I stuck my hand in my pants and pulled my hard cock out through the fly in my underwear. There I was in the control room, talking to people on the air with my hard dick sticking out of my pants, reading the weather or announcing the next artist.
I put a record on and went to the bathroom, walking through the studio with my hardon leading the way. I grabbed some toilet paper and headed back to the control room where I started slowly stroking my member, which was very hard at that point. All the while, I was cueing up records and commercials and dropping remarks between songs. I moved the mike on its boom arm so I could stretch my legs out while sitting there talking on the radio, my dick in my right hand as I spoke.
Pretty soon, my cock exploded into the toilet paper just as a song was coming to an end. I announced the next record and started that turntable up while my cock was still dripping cum.
As time went on, I got more daring. I’d sit with my dick out for long periods of time while on the air. I’d wander around the studio with it sticking out my fly. I’d even walk down the hall into the offices with my cock exposed during the news at the top of the hour. And I stroked myself while announcing songs, reading commercial copy, or giving the forecast. I loved the thought that I was talking to a few hundred people (it was a small station) while pulling on my cock.
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