rutter222
My jock is too small...and tight!
One hot summer night in my late 20s I decided to experiment with exhibitionism. It was about 10:30 pm. I had the night off. I was superfit back then. I worked the overnight shift in an all night supermarket, and I worked out at the gym before and after my shift. I usually did weights at night and cardio in the morning. On this night however, I decided to go for a run. I was horny AF and wanted to show off my 6' 2" frame. I had broad shoulders, thick arms, a flat stomach, a muscular bubble but and muscular thighs. I was hanging out in my jock strap at home. I smoked a joint to relax, but that only made me hornier. My ample bulge looked so enticing in my tight swimmers jock. I decided to show it off. I pulled on a pair of very small, very thin onion skin shorts and a pair of running shoes and headed out for a run.
At 85 degrees and 85% humidity, it wasn't long before my hairless frame was glistening with sweat. My shorts were wet and clingy. I could feel them stuck in the crack of my ass. The jockstrap accentuated my muscular orbs. After 2 miles out, I headed home. I passed a lot of cars so I know people saw me. Pretty sure that one of them honked at me. Still, that didn't curb my urge to show off.
I walked in the door, panting and wet with sweat. I went to the laundry room and peeled off my shorts, leaving my jock on place. Woowee...the sweaty balls were pungent! Yum! My cock was thick and the jock pouch hugged it nicely. I drank some water and thought about other ways to show off. I decided to go for a drive. I grabbed a white, tight fitting tank undershirt and pulled it over my sweaty frame and put a towel down on the driver's seat to protect the upholstery. I sat in the car, pulled the seatbelt on and opened the garage door. I could feel my heart start to pound as I backed out of my driveway. I had the windows open and no air on to be sure I kept sweating. The last thing I wanted to do was cool down. I needed to sweat.
I drove up the street and stopped at the red light. There was no one else around. No one to see me. I needed a plan but nothing was coming to mind. The light turned green and I drove on. The breeze was not at all cooling. The air was like pea soup with humidity. I kept driving and realized I was heading to the Walmart. I went for it.
I pulled into the parking lot at around midnight. Drove up to the store front. No one in sight. I parked near the front door and started squeezing the pouch of my jock. I was tugging on my balls, stroking my shaft. I was getting hard, but I felt like I needed to piss. I scoped out the parking lot. It was mostly abandoned, which was weird because the store was open. I drove passed a few scattered pick up trucks toward the end of the lot.
With my car between me and the store, I opened the door and stepped out. I had never been so exposed. My heart was racing and my breaths were shallow and rapid. I walked about 5 feet and pulled my pouch off to the side. I released my semi hard, thick cock and held it in my hand. I looked down and my fat cock head was imprinted with the ridges of my jock material. I squeezed a few times and the stream started to flow. I started to relax and stood there proudly in my jock. My ass muscles were taught, hips thrusted slightly forward. The hot breeze cooled my wet t shirt.
I finished my piss, shook and squeezed my cock, just like my dad taught me. I pushed it back inside my jock and turned to get back in my car. There must have been a driver in the nearest pick up truck because the engine started and the headlights came on. The high beams flashed on and they were pointed right at me. I was completely illuminated and I froze. The engine raced and sped toward me. I wanted to be seen and now I definitely was seen.
What should happen next????
At 85 degrees and 85% humidity, it wasn't long before my hairless frame was glistening with sweat. My shorts were wet and clingy. I could feel them stuck in the crack of my ass. The jockstrap accentuated my muscular orbs. After 2 miles out, I headed home. I passed a lot of cars so I know people saw me. Pretty sure that one of them honked at me. Still, that didn't curb my urge to show off.
I walked in the door, panting and wet with sweat. I went to the laundry room and peeled off my shorts, leaving my jock on place. Woowee...the sweaty balls were pungent! Yum! My cock was thick and the jock pouch hugged it nicely. I drank some water and thought about other ways to show off. I decided to go for a drive. I grabbed a white, tight fitting tank undershirt and pulled it over my sweaty frame and put a towel down on the driver's seat to protect the upholstery. I sat in the car, pulled the seatbelt on and opened the garage door. I could feel my heart start to pound as I backed out of my driveway. I had the windows open and no air on to be sure I kept sweating. The last thing I wanted to do was cool down. I needed to sweat.
I drove up the street and stopped at the red light. There was no one else around. No one to see me. I needed a plan but nothing was coming to mind. The light turned green and I drove on. The breeze was not at all cooling. The air was like pea soup with humidity. I kept driving and realized I was heading to the Walmart. I went for it.
I pulled into the parking lot at around midnight. Drove up to the store front. No one in sight. I parked near the front door and started squeezing the pouch of my jock. I was tugging on my balls, stroking my shaft. I was getting hard, but I felt like I needed to piss. I scoped out the parking lot. It was mostly abandoned, which was weird because the store was open. I drove passed a few scattered pick up trucks toward the end of the lot.
With my car between me and the store, I opened the door and stepped out. I had never been so exposed. My heart was racing and my breaths were shallow and rapid. I walked about 5 feet and pulled my pouch off to the side. I released my semi hard, thick cock and held it in my hand. I looked down and my fat cock head was imprinted with the ridges of my jock material. I squeezed a few times and the stream started to flow. I started to relax and stood there proudly in my jock. My ass muscles were taught, hips thrusted slightly forward. The hot breeze cooled my wet t shirt.
I finished my piss, shook and squeezed my cock, just like my dad taught me. I pushed it back inside my jock and turned to get back in my car. There must have been a driver in the nearest pick up truck because the engine started and the headlights came on. The high beams flashed on and they were pointed right at me. I was completely illuminated and I froze. The engine raced and sped toward me. I wanted to be seen and now I definitely was seen.
What should happen next????