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Jacking in the Park

Posted by: Age: 50 Posted on: 3 comments
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I found the perfect place to jack in public without getting caught.  I got caught.


Recenly I did something that, even for me, is riskier than anything I’ve done before.  I keep thinking the police may show up at my door anytime. It was a nice sunny day, mid-afternoon, and I dressed as follows for a walk in the park:  short t-shirt, sandals, and loose baggy gym shorts with no underwear. I knew of a section of the park that was separated from the main park by a busy highway interchange.  Because it is by itself, it gets little use (even though it is quite beautiful), but at this time of year, there is pretty much no one there. I parked my car on the street next to that section of park (a side street off the highway interchange.  It is a street lined with old mansions in a nice part of our town.) I walked the paved path into the park, and then began the slow descent down the roadway lined with trees.  When I felt pretty sure there was no one around, I removed my shorts, and began to wank as I walked.  Yes, there was some risk, so I kept my shorts in my left hand while I wanked with the right.  The coolness of the air combined with the risk heightened my arousal.  I was hard as a rock, and would sometimes remove my hand and wave my cock from side to side. The road I was on descended to an open area, bright with sun, with a chain link fence, overlooking the highway.  I kept a close eye all around me, as this road, in busier times, is sometimes used by bikers, and one could have come around a corner and surprised me before I could put my shorts back on.  But that didn’t happen. I walked around this way for a half hour.  I felt more and more bold.  I strolled up to a picnic area where the houses I mentioned were clearly visible through the trees that do not yet have a growth of leaves.  I faced the houses and wanked toward them, daring myself to get caught.  It was a time of day when it was unlikely that anyone was home, and surely even if home, they were not looking out the window at the park. I strolled along paths, by small buildings, other picnic areas, trees, enjoying the freedom.  It was beautiful and exciting.  Sometimes I stopped and squatted slightly, looking somewhat pornographic, wanking fast and furiously, edging and then backing off and walking onward. After that half hour, I decided to really go for broke.  I walked back up the hill toward the gateway that abuts the highway interchange.  I passed the walkway that I came in on, and down the slight incline to the gateway.  I was no more than 50 feet from the road, where dozens of cars were passing by.  But having been on that road many times, I knew that drivers were always focused on straight ahead, as there was stop and go, and an intermittent traffic light, so drivers had to pay attention.  The only risk was from passengers looking over.  Even if they did, they would be shocked, but would be unable to do anything about it except call the police to tell them a flasher was loose in the park.  I didn’t expect to be there long enough to let that happen. I sat comfortably on a low fence and jacked myself in a relaxed manner, now feeling quite confident that I wouldn’t be caught. I got up from the fence, and turned to go back toward the path, when a young woman walking her dog emerged, saw me, did a double take, and continued walking.  After being seen, I quickly ducked behind a bush and put my shorts back on.  I hoped she would not come my way, and she did not. At that point I should have walked back to my car and driven away, but I was still feeling confident (call me crazy).  I walked up the path I had come in on, still wanking, where anyone on the street could have seen me, and any car passing by would have noticed me.  My luck held.  I risked crossing a wide open space with some streets facing me.  When I turned around, I was suddenly confronted by a jogger about in his 50’s.  He did a double take, then a triple take, then kept on jogging.  I was too out in the open to duck behind anything, and he saw me full frontal, my cock at attention.  I just turned around and pulled my shorts on.  He was gone when I turned back.  At that point, I finally came to my senses, returned to my car, and drove away. I will go back there another time, but in case either of the two who caught me decided to call the police, I will wait a few weeks.  I have lots of other places that I can walk around naked, or nearly naked, although this park is the best I have found so far.

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