This particular evening I found myself alone again. You know that lonesome, I need to be with people feeling that you can only fully appreciate if you've ever been in a loving relationship and suddenly it's over, and you are truly alone. That deep longing for a touch, an acknowledgment of being wanted by somebody, at this point, anybody? Yeah, that feeling.
It was a couple of hours before sunset on a beautiful South Florida evening and I was uncontrollably horny as hell! I had, almost subconsciously, decided to go out tonight, but I had no idea where.
I found myself in the closet trying to decide what to wear. Standing naked in front of the full length mirror, I thought to myself. "I wish I could wear THIS out in public tonight!"
Well that did it! Now I'm not only lonely, I'm naked, horny and lonely; a dangerous combination. I quickly decided not to wear any underwear, followed by the decision to wear the thinnest, tightest pair of pants I could find. Although not naked, I wanted my cock and my anticipated forthcoming erection, to be unquestionably obvious to even the most casual observer. I was going to be as nearly naked as possible today without the risk of being arrested. Well, without too much risk.
I found a pair of Columbia pants that are a very thin material designed to dry quickly when wet. They had the added benefit of being clingy and they nearly had a shrink-wrapped effect on my cock and balls. They sucked tightly into the crack of my ass and with no underwear, my tight ass looked nearly nude. Honestly, a lot of women, and more than few men, have complimented my ass. Women are usually more discrete, but gay men have literally begged me to let them fuck my ass.
The look of my ass in these pants reminded me of my ex wife, Denise, who had an anal fetish of her own. She loved giving me rim jobs and fucking me with her biggest strap-on. The first time she fucked my ass she said "OH my word! You can take more up your ass than I can take in my pussy! That is so fucking hot!" She was slamming my ass deep, hard and fast, as she said that. I was so proud! She couldn't get enough of my ass after that and made me share it any of her lovers whom she could talk into it. But those are other stories. This one is about that day years later, when I was alone and horny.
In addition to the very revealing slacks, I chose a shirt that didn't interfere with the public display of my my cock and ass. It was short enough that it didn't cover the assets I was trying to accentuate. I chose a shirt shirt that was also easily removable in case I got brave during the night and did decide to actually get naked in public. That possibility was getting more and more real as my testosterone count and my cock were increasing in volume!
Quite honestly, I looked pretty damn good! I was hoping to be seen by several unsuspecting ladies and catching a glimpse of the surprise on their faces as they do a double-take looking at my cock. I thought to myself that I actually looked more gay than straight in this outfit. That thought made me smile as it made me feel that much more desirable and kinky. Looking gay may not be a bad thing at all.
Without much further thought, I found myself in my car driving North toward Tampa. I felt so sexy, I couldn't help but stroke my cock through my silk feeling pants as I drove. My mind was wandering so I'm not sure if anyone noticed my cockstrokeing while I was driving, but I paced every trucker I passed.
I hadn't driven far when I saw the exit for the Ellenton Outlet Mall. OMG! What a perfect place to walk around and be seen by tons of unsuspecting women! I wheeled in and had trouble locating a parking space because it was so busy. This was GREAT! I'm going to have lots of opportunities to show off. I was way more than half hard as I got out of my car adjusting my cock. Suddenly I had a great idea and got back into my car. Half hard wasn't good enough. I rummaged around in my car until I found a very substantial rubber band. I pulled my cock out right there in the crowded parking lot and began masturbating until I was totally hard. I paid absolutely no attention to who might be watching because right now it just didn't matter who saw me. Then I wrapped the rubber band around the base of my cock as tight as I could get it. My purple cock felt like a hot steel rod as I attempted to tuck it back into my pants.
Now I was ready and started my walk across this huge parking lot.
I had no sooner gotten out of my car when I saw two 40 something MILF women walking toward me. My heartbeat sped up and I know my erection was twitching. Sure enough, I saw their eyes lock onto my cock. I can't describe how exciting this is. I felt like I was completely naked standing in that parking lot. I know now what a woman means when she says "He was undressing me with his eyes." That's exactly what these ladies were doing to me. They leaned in close to each other and whispered as they both visually locked on to my crotch. They were quite literally and unabashedly gawking. My cock was standing straight up and out as if pointing directly at them. They stopped walking and were gawking and talking as I approached them.
Wanting to make this moment last as long as I could, I too stopped right there in the drive of the parking lot, not 20 feet from these two lovely voyeurs. I put my cell phone to my ear as if I had stopped to answer it, trying to increase the time of my quick little act of exhibiting, to the max.
After what was probably just a few seconds, I started walking again, right toward the gawkers. As I got within hearing distance, their eyes firmly fixed of my fully erect cock; I said "Good evening, ladies." There was a look of shock on their faces as they realized that they had been caught in the act. I smiled and continued walking past them. They giggled out loud as I heard one of them say, "Check that out!"
I looked back over my shoulder in time to see them checking out my ass. This was a great start to my lonely afternoon excursion. I had no idea where it would go from here but I knew that I would soon masturbate recalling this brief encounter.
Little did I know at the time, but my adventure was just beginning. I was so hard by now that I think my cock would have stayed hard without the rubber band, but now, with every throb to my penis, it got even harder and thicker and never dwindled. The sensation was nearly pain but totally exhilarating.
I walked on to the maze of buildings and sidewalks. The Ellenton Outlet Mall is composed of about 100 individual retailers connected by outdoor sidewalks, much like the downtown area of a small villlage. The outdoors, crowded sidewalks was the perfect venue for my exhibitionistic escapade!
There were so many people that it was difficult to watch all the faces to see who might be glancing at me. I noticed my reflection in the front glass of one of the stores. I stopped as if looking at the store display. That's when I noticed the effect of the sunshine. With the sun at this exact angle and my erection at its current engorged state, my trousers had become nearly transparent! OMGoodnees! This was better than I could have planned! Through the light khaki pants I could clearly see the veins of my cock! The fat purple head shone through to the extent that not only could you see every detail, but I could even see the color. And it was obviously tenting for all to see. I felt like I was naked and erect in the town square with nowhere to hide. But of course hiding my dick was the furthest thing from my mind!
