SCPettinga

I haven't had the opportunity for a couple years to enjoy exposing myself in my jock; naked and beating off with my jock on, or masturbating naked. I have had two good exposure times this summer. Today, a third chance to practice my craft occurred. About 4 PM, I had been listening to records in the basement. It was getting time to feed the pets and I decided to head upstairs. Stairs are giving me a lot of problems so, I walk halfway around the house up the more gradual slop to the front door. I generally tend to just wear a jock around the house if I don't expect anyone. Despite the proximity, most of that road is out of sight, except when I'm seated on the patio. So, I exited from the basement doors out into the bright sunshine on a a nice, not humid day. I am about 150 or 200 feet from one of the busiest roads in town, on the basement patio. The road is 4 1/2 lanes and I was easily visible to him. It is also a bridge so I'm about 15 feet below the road. If I get the chair into the right angle, I'm visible but not staring at them, I wanted him to feel like it was a chance instead of intentional. Some unfortunate guy had run his wheels into the curb and popped two of of his tires, stuck in the right lane and too far away from at the next street of drive to pull into; he waited there. I could see a well dressed man about 60 get out and checking out his tires. I figured, here is a chance. I angled my chair to be visible. As he seemed to be calling for road service, he walked out of traffic and onto the sidewalk. It couldn't have been a better set up. While reading the paper, I started tugging on my jock and getting hard. I could tell he was watching me, I started rubbing my beard & chest hair and became really hard. I pulled my cock out of my jock and started masturbating. After a bit I decided to remove my jock and leaned back and really started at it. When its warm like today, my balls are loose & longer than usual, they make a nice slapping sound. I enjoedy myself for 5 or 10 minutes getting off on his discreetly watching me. I finally ejaculated on my chest and massage my sperm over my chest hair. I dry myself off and put my jock back on. As I start to go back up to the front door, I glance over to the bridge. He's still observing me and I look up and we make eye contact. I gave a polite wave and he returned the favor; I could swear I detected a thumbs up too. I think he was as interested in observing as I was performing. It was thrilling to be so out in the open and sunlit and have a well dressed man watch me. I think many men find another man who is masturbating to be of interest, as many of us like studying how another man beats off. About that time his tow truck pulls up and he has to take care of business. It was a nice afternoon. When opportunity strikes, take advantage of it, I like to say. - Steven

Mowing the yard for a power line crew Forman. About a month ago, the power company bore a couple lines under the sidewalk to across the street. About 10 AM I went out to get my papers and check to see if the mail ever came for yesterday. It was warm, so I was just wearing my jock with the strap above my shorts without a shirt. My mailbox is on the edge of the sidewalk and they are had put up cones and closed off 1 of 4 lanes, but there is a 5th turn lane in places. They were parking some of their vehicles and equipment, on the street and the Foremen was outside his truck nearby. I said good morning". If you are not bitching about all the noise, he engaged me in a friendly manner. He was a strong looking, 40 to 45 y.o., about 6' tall, 180 to 200 lbs, with an admirable shock of chest hair arising above his shirt line. I met Jim, and while we talked he examined my chest & beard and I admired his beard and chest hair as well. When I got things in gear, I started mowing the yard which takes about 10 hours, generally split over three days. About 11:30, I made it to the lowest area and I noticed that many of their vehicles had apparently left for lunch. When I work that area, I often doff my shorts and just ride the mower just wearing my jock. Since they had that area coned off up on the bridge that crosses a creek here, I felt that walkers and bikers would not be a problem. So, I began mowing again. After 10 or 15 minutes, I realized Jim had not joined his crew for lunch, but was having his lunch looking over the side of the bridge, watching me mow the yard in my jock. I pretend not to notice and pulled into the shade where I removed my jock and started masturbating for him. Man, I sure like beating off for another man, so 10 minutes later I came on my chest, cleaned up and put my jock and shorts back on and finished the lowest level next to the creek. On a trip back towards the bridge, I acknowledged his presence and waved hello and he waved back. They were here about two and a half days because of the bridge which made their work more difficult. They generally arrive by 8 AM and call it a day around 3 PM. On the second day, after everyone else had left, he pulled his truck up to the house of the driveway. I greeted him sitting on the porch just in my jock & shorts as he drove in. I asked if he wanted a coke or sprite, so he stopped and chatted. He was a nice & sexy gentleman. It turned out that despite being married with two kids, he regularly masturbated. That he found what he had observed the previous day was as exciting for him as it had been for me. I got him a soda and returned to the porch, which has several bushes that give one cover, but is close to the road. After giving him a beverage, I removed my shorts and sat down just wearing my supporter. He stood up and removed his vest, shirt & trousers, revealing he too was wearing a jock that day. It was just what I needed, a hairy, bearded man tugging and massaging his cock as I was. He said that my mowing display had interested him. We were both 6" to 7" long and while he was more of a bear than, he thought I had an ample amount of body hair. Funny how straight guys appreciate one another as much as I do. We shared a few stories for about a half an hour, when I told him I'd enjoy his cum shot on my chest & beard. He was more than happy to oblige and he lost his jock and got closer to ejaculate on me. Dang, that was hot feeling his cum shoot onto the upper half of my body and admiring his ample chest & body hair. They had one more day, and on the next day he drove up again, noticing he was sweating quite a bit, I suggested that we take a shower together. Midway, I said that I had only peed on myself and if he wanted to, to drain himself on me; I was game. It was incredibly exciting and we both beat off for each other, I got to feel his erect cock and run my fingers through his chest hair and through his beard. They had to move down the street the next day and we've never met up again, but...what a great memory - Steven