On My Paper Round

After Davey showed me how to wank, I did not stop trying to get that feeling in my dick again and again. At that moment my dick wasn't getting soft hardly ever so I could carry on wanking 3/4 times a day. Sometimes I would tell my mum I was sick so I didn't have to go to school and I would have my own wank-a-thon and see how many times in a day I could get this awesome feeling. 

A few weeks into my summer holidays I got a job at my local newsagents delivering papers in the morning between 6-7.30am. Back in the late 80s early 90s there was a newspaper in the UK called the Daily Sport and was literally a softcore porn newspaper with wild headlines. While I was delivering the papers I would have a good look into the sport paper and it was full of sex stories and topless women which used to wake my dick up in the morning and got me into wank mode, but I couldn't because I was outside in public. I wouldn't dare, so I waited till I got home to have a quick wank, then go to school until one day I got hard as usual on my round so had a quick look around unzipped my trousers and started wanking out in the open while walking to the next house to drop off.  At first my heart was pounding with excitement and anxiety thinking I might be seen. After a few days of doing this I was wanking most of the way around my paper route and if anyone was around I would put my paper bag around my crotch and carry on as normal as nobody would see it would be safe to start again. This became a  regular occurrence.

One morning around 6:45 it was still pretty quiet when a car pulled up. The lights were on and inside was a woman in her mid 20s.  I was still in my own world wanking away when I noticed the woman looking straight at me fully seeing what I was up to.  The traffic lights turned to green but the car didn't move and she carried on watching me wanking till the next light sequence was back to green. As she drove off she beeped her horn. Oh no, I thought. I rushed  to pick  up my paper bag and ran to the next street, panicking and was probably a bit  turned on by this as well.  My head was everywhere; is she going to go to the shop and see my boss? Report me to the police??? I stopped for a few days until I realised nothing was said or being done about it so I started my little hobby again, but this time wanting people to see what I was doing. Within a few years, I would wank at the side of motorways and open fields waiting to get caught.  A few times and by the beeps of the cars going past, I think a few saw what I was up to.