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What if they see my whanger??

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by Greg I have these tee shirts � which I originally bought by mistake � which hang down about half way to my knees. They are really comfortable though and around the house they are about all I ever wear. One Saturday afternoon I was cleaning the place up wearing only a tee shirt when the door bell rang. Not thinking about the fact that I was naked except for the shirt I opened the door. It was a guy from down the hall with some stupid petition he wanted me to sign. While he was talking to me about the petition his eyes kept slipping down to my crotch area and I realized he was trying to check me out, to see if I had anything on under that tee shirt. As soon as I saw where he was looking my dick began to fill out and I suddenly began to feel very horny. When I signed the petition he grinned at me and said, "You better be careful dressed like that. Raise your arms much and someone's going to see your whanger." After he left I just had to flop down on the couch and jack off. It turned into a long session and when I popped it nearly blew my head off. A few days later I was going to do my laundry and decided I'd go down to the laundry room wearing just a tee shirt. It took me a long time to get up the courage and riding down on the elevator I was almost sick with fear but the fear had a kind of erotic edge to it too. What if someone was down there? What if they saw my "whanger"? The laundry room was empty so I put my clothes in a couple of the washers and sat down to wait. Every time I heard a noise I jumped, wondering if someone was coming in. It finally did happen. A guy I'd never seen before came in and started putting stuff in one of the washers. He was wearing gym shorts and a tank top and kept glancing at me like he knew I was naked under that tee shirt. "You ever go outside that way?" he asked. "It's fun if you don't get hard. Then it's kind of embarrassing. You ought to try it though. See if you like it." He finished putting his stuff in the washer and turned it on. "Come on. Let's go get a beer, my treat." When I didn't say anything he just took me by the arm and pulled me along. We took the elevator up to the lobby and there were three or four people waiting for the elevator. When we went out the front door he said, "Don't look down at yourself � it's a dead giveaway. Besides, if they get to see something, so much the better." Outside, walking down the street, I had these intense erotic feelings and I just knew everyone was looking at me. We went into a little neighborhood bar, one I'd never been in before and Brian � that was his name � ordered us beers. I drank mine fast and he ordered me another one. When it came he said, "Okay, here's the ultimate kick. See that crowd over there," he nodded at a group of six or seven people sitting at a table near the bar. "When one of them gets up to go to the john you follow him in, stand at the urinal next to him and pee. Okay? That tall guy, he's going to be first." The man stood up and started across the room. "Go! Now. Be sure you stand next to him." I didn't know what to expect but I did what Brian told me. In the men's room the man was standing at the urinal, which was a long trough, so I stood next to him, pulled up my tee shirt, took hold of my dick and started to pee. We checked each other out the way guys always do in that situation but nothing else happened except the man kind of laughed as he left. Back in the bar Brian handed me my beer and grinned. "Good man," he said. "He's telling them now that you're naked under that shirt and pretty soon everyone in the bar will know." They did, too, I saw them whispering about it, even to the bartender. I couldn't help myself. All those people looking, knowing� My dick started to get hard. Brian laughed when he saw what was happening. "Okay, that's enough for one night. Let's go." My dick stayed right on the edge of standing up the whole way back to the apartment building. When we were back in the laundry room Brian turned one of the washing machines to spin and made me sit right on the corner of it. It didn't take but a minute or two before I blew off the biggest orgasm of my life. Brian and I became friends and we've done some wild stuff since then. If anyone wants to hear about some of it, just let me know and I'll post it here.