The Walk in the Rain

In the early part of this year we had some very strange weather here. It would be a bright sunny day and then in seconds the clouds would roll in and it would absolutely pour down with rain. One day in March the sun was shining and it was about 23 degrees. I wanted to go into the town for something and I set out walking with just my t-shirt and some light-weight summer trousers on. It was about a forty minute walk to town and I got there and got what I wanted. On the way back the heavens burst, an absolute deluge, the rain came down in sheets, not drops. There was nowhere to shelter and I was sodden, I wouldn't have been any wetter if I had come out of the sea. My t-shirt and trousers stuck to my body so tightly you could see the whole outline of everything, I mean everything. My penis and scrotum were as plainly visible as if I had no trousers on at all. My pants were quite tight to begin with but now that they were dripping wet they clung to every contour. I had a pair of lightweight cotton briefs on underneath but they were wet through too and may as well have not been there at all. About 30 metres ahead I could see two young girls. They had obviously been caught in the downpour as well and they were standing together trying to shake the water off. I immediately sprang to attention and a naughty thought came into my mind. I hurried up to the girls and stood directly in front of them so that they could plainly see the hard bulge. I asked them for directions to a road that I knew perfectly well. They couldn't miss what I was trying to show them and I saw one of the girls go red in her face and the other one giggled and then she too went red. They started to give me directions to the road but I could see their eyes keep straying below. I felt my shaft twitch and grow even harder. They saw it too. The girls had finished giving me the directions but neither they nor I started to move away. I was trying to make it come for me. Sometimes I can do that, get an orgasm without even touching myself, but it was just that bit away. My breathing was tight and I knew that my face must be as red as the girls faces were. They giggled again and then one of them said "we are going that way, do you want to come with us and we can show you the place you want?" I said that would be a good idea and we started to walk together. I walked between the two girls so that both of them could plainly see what I wanted them to see. One of them said "that was a real downpour wasn't it? You are more soaked than even we are." As she said that I saw her eyes deliberately turn to my erection. I saw that as giving me permission to touch myself there. It was clear that they were referring to the state I was in. We stopped walking and I reached down and said "yes, everything is soaked." They giggled again and as I touched myself I felt the tingle in my toes. I knew that at this point I could bring on my climax in seconds if I kept touching it. I looked around to see if there was anyone else on the street. There wasn't. It seemed that only me and these two were idiotic enough to be out in this weather. I moved my hand up and down a couple of times and it came. I tried to pretend that nothing was happening but it was impossible. I spasmed and gave a gasp and my knees buckled. The girls clearly knew what was happening to me because they both giggled and one of them put her hand over her mouth as if to stifle an exclamation. The juices pumped out but with all the wetness already on my pants it didn't even show. When I had finished I looked around again, hoping no one had seen anything. I needn't have worried, the street was still deserted. The girls just stood there and so did I, as if we were mesmerised by what we had done, or rather, what I had done and they had seen. Then the one who had spoken before said "that's the road you wanted, just over there," pointing across the way. I thanked them for their help and went over the road. I waited out of their sight until they moved away giggling, and then I continued my journey back home. I'll never complain about the rain again.