Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2011 19:20:39 -0800 (PST) From: alex boulder Subject: masturbation stories 2 These are adult stories with mature content intended for adults over the age of 18 only. Please do not read these stories if you are under 18 years of age, or if doing so is illegal where you live, or if you are offended by material of a sexual or homosexual nature. Here are more of my masturbation stories. I love playing with myself, and hope you do too. Feel free to email me and let me know what you think, or share your own experiences. Dressing Room Delights Over the years on of the places that I have jerked off quite a few times is clothing or department store dressing rooms. There is something about being in a semi-public place, safe in a cubicle yet in the center of a busy store, surrounded by mirrors to watch myself in. Plus it gives me an opportunity to indulge my fetish for underwear. One day I visited three stores and stroked my dick in the dressing room of all of them. I started at Target. First I browsed the underwear section of the men's department. I love shopping for underwear, just the site of briefs and bikinis and the pictures on the packaging turns me on, and I like eyeing up other guys who are looking at the underwear, imagining what they look like wearing them. I picked out a couple of pairs of cotton/spandex blend trunks that they had on hangers. Then I quickly picked out some pants I had no intention of buying. I held the underwear in my hand and draped the pants over the top, hiding the underwear, then went to the dressing room and asked to try on the pants, simple! Once inside I quickly stripped naked (left my socks on in case anyone was looking under the door). The cubicle was very small, but it had 3 mirrors, so I had a 360 degree view of my naked body. I admired myself in the mirror, slowly running my hands all over my body, caressing myself, fondling my nipples, lightly brushing my thighs, my ass, fondling my balls. My dick was rock hard. I slipped a pair of the trunks on and admired the big bulge my boner made in the front. I rubbed myself through the slinky fabric, which clung tightly to my body. I adjusted my dick so that it stuck straight out from my body, making a big tent in the front of the trunks, then I masturbated with my fist wrapped the tent. I leaked a little pre-cum inside the trunks. I slipped them off and tried the other pair on, and stroked and rubbed myself in that pair too. Then I slipped them off and wrapped them tightly around my cock and jacked myself with them. Finally I carefully put both pairs of trunks back on their hangers. I got dressed, slipped out of the changing room, and snuck the trunks back onto the underwear racks before returning the pants to where I got them from. Now some guy would buy underwear that I had worn and stroked myself in, his balls would sit where my balls had sat, and his cock would touch a little dry patch of my pre-cum! I left the store and went next to TJ Maxx. I picked out 3 pairs of underpants from the sale rack where they were out of their original packaging and for sale individually, two sexy pairs of bikini briefs and a pair of Tommy Hilfigger tighty whities. I snuck them into the dressing room under a couple of pairs of jeans and quickly stripped naked. I tried each pair of undies on in turn, looking at myself in the mirror, admiring the way my boner bulged the pouch in each one, stroking my rock hard cock and caressing my aching balls through each of them. I really liked a black pair of thin nylon bikini briefs that clung to the outline of my throbbing dick, showing every detail through the tight fabric, and decided to buy them. I got dressed, put the other 2 pairs back on the sale rack, and bought the black undies to play with at home. Finally I went to a department store. I picked out a jockstrap from the sports department, then took it with some clothes into the dressing room. In this store the dressing rooms were in a line facing the main sales floor, and only had curtains, not doors. I carefully undid the packaging and slipped the jockstrap out, then got naked behind the curtain and put it on. I sat back on the bench on the back wall and leant back and put my legs up in the air, so my bare ass was exposed. I rubbed my cock through the pouch of the jock and fingered my asshole. If anyone pulled the curtain aside to see if I needed help or to see if the cubicle was empty I would be exposed to the entire store, laying on my back, legs in the air, wanking in a jockstrap, finger up my ass! I leaked some pore-cum into the jock. Finally, when my balls were about to burst, I stood up and ripped the jock off. I stood stark naked just behind the curtain and stroked my cock in a frenzy until I came. In my crazed state of horniness I had forgotten to bring any tissues or articles of clothing over by the curtain with me, everything was out of reach back on the bench, so as the cum started to spurt from my pulsing cock I had to catch it in my cupped hand, while trying to stifle the moans and gasps and grunts of pleasure as the orgasm shook my naked body. When it was done I quickly stepped back to the bench and wiped the cum all over my underwear and slipped the cummy briefs on, then got dressed. I very carefully folded the jockstrap and slipped it back into the packaging and returned it to the sports department. Overall it was a very exciting masturbation outing! Almost Caught, Wanking at Work! It was a quiet afternoon at work, not much going on, and I was feeling horny as hell. I had been playing with myself under my desk for an hour or so, my fly unzipped, and one hand inside my pants, stroking my penis and fondling my balls through my underpants as I furtively looked at gay porn on my office computer, keeping one eye on my office door for anyone approaching. Some days I would continue to masturbate right at my desk like this, jerking off in my pants till I would cum in my underwear. Other days I would walk down the hall to the washroom, lock myself in a stall, pull my pants and briefs to my ankles, rip my shirt right off, and beat off standing up, leaning back over the toilet. But today I was so horny I wanted more. I wanted to get totally naked and masturbate freely. I had got totally naked at work before, but only late in the evening or on weekends, when the place was deserted and all locked up (I was trusted with a key for working late). There was one possibility, the building was old, and there was a musty, dusty basement down a steep flight of stairs. Nothing down there but junk and boxes of old files piled haphazardly among big concrete columns. Hardly anyone ever went down there. And nothing was going on, surely no-one would miss me for half an hour or so. I grabbed my digital camera (I am an exhibitionist and love to take pictures of myself naked and masturbating), and made my way to the basement door, making sure no-one saw me. I slipped through the door and hurried down the stairs. I went to the far corner of the basement, behind a row of big, rough concrete columns, and quickly stripped stark naked. Off came my shirt, my pants, shoes, socks, underpants, everythingf. My dick was already hard as a rock. I grabbed my tumescent boner in my fist and paraded around the basement, stroking my hard shaft, fondling my balls, rubbing the head of my knob on the piles of boxes, on the wall, on the concrete columns. I put the camera on a pile of boxes, set the self timer, and took pictures of myself stroking my cock, playing with my balls, and humping my cock against the rough concrete of the columns. I stood against one of the columns, my arms wrapped around it, and I moaned softly as I moved my naked body up and down the cool concrete, clenching my ass cheeks, sliding my throbbing, dripping man-tool over the rough surface. I was getting ready to cum, the pressure building in my balls, a light sheen of sweat breaking out all over my body. I was breathing hard now, panting a little, my ass making rapid little thrusts, rocking my cock hard against the column, my balls swinging between my thighs. Suddenly I heard someone calling my name in the distance, I paused mid thrust, I heard it again, closer and then, Oh shit! I heard the basement door open and much louder my colleague John called out "Alex! Are down there?" and then the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs!! I found out later there was an urgent phone call for me and they had searched the whole building looking for me. In that instant I was in a panic. My clothes were only a few feet away, but if I went for them the sound of my movement would give away my location, and there was no way I could get dressed properly before John found me! The alternative was to stay where I was, keep quiet, and hope that he would not search the basement properly but would figure no-one was there and leave. That is what I decided to do. As he called my name again I slid around to the far side of the column and stood now with my back to it, my ass pressed to the cold surface, trying to flatten my body against it. My dick had gone limp and my heart was beating like crazy. John reached the bottom of the stairs and kept walking slowly towards me! He called my name one more time. Was he going to keep on walking? I was scared shitless now, I would be totally humiliated if he found me hiding naked behind the column, everybody would find out about it, and presumably I would be fired too. He stopped walking and the basement went very quiet, what was he doing? Did he already know I was there? Could he hear me breathing? Hear the thundering sound of my heart beating? Then I remembered the camera still sitting on the boxes. If he found me he would find the camera too. It belonged to work. Not only would he see me naked, everyone at work would get to see the pictures of me parading around the basement masturbating! Suddenly John caughed and I almost pissed myself with fear. Then, he just turned and walked back up the stairs and left! Relief flooded through me. As soon as the door had closed behind him, my close call turned from pure fright to a weird kind of heightened sexual arousal. Once I knew he was not really going to catch me, the fantasy of John catching me got my cock hard again, the fantasy of him catching me wanking off and deciding to join me, dropping his pants and whipping his own cock out, the two of us jacking off together.....I grabbed my cock, leant back against the column, and jerked off in a raging fury, my fist flying up and down my rock-hard shaft. After just a few seconds of pounding my rod my back arched, I rose up on my tip toes, thrust my hips forward and my cock exploded with blast after blast of cum, shooting hot jizz several feet in the air and splattering all over the floor. As the climax subsided I came to my senses again and realized they might still be looking for me, and might return to look in the basement again. I grabbed my clothes, pulled my underwear over my dripping dick, and quickly dressed, then hurried up the stairs. I crept through the door unseen and made my way round the back of the building before walking back in a side door, acting surprised that people were looking for me. That had been a foolish close call! Giving myself a Hotel Hand-Job On a recent business trip I was staying in a really nice hotel in a big city, with a whole evening free. I decided to really relax. First I stripped off and took a long, hot shower, letting the powerful hot water jets pound down all over my naked body, it felt so sensual, I felt a familiar warmth spreading through my groin and my manhood beginning to swell up between my thighs. I slowly soaped myself all over with the fragrant luxury body-wash that the hotel provided, covering my body in rich lather, rubbing it into my skin, lathering every inch of myself. I soaped my testicles repeatedly, fondling my nut-sac with sudsy hands, then stroked my engorged penis lightly with well lathered hands, my erection growing to full strength now. I bent forward and caressed the cheeks of my bottom, then ran my soapy hand into my butt-crack, pushing it deeper between my ass-cheeks until one finger reached my tight little asshole. I bent right over, grabbing the shower rail for support with my other hand, and rubbed my asshole with my soapy finger, working it, pushing a little, until I pushed my finger right up my ass. Then I fingered my asshole, pushing my finger in and out, in and out, finger-fucking myself, I slipped a second finger up my ass and fingered myself harder. It felt wonderful. After a while I stopped, rinsed the soap off, and stepped out of the shower. I dried myself off and slipped on a sexy pair of skimpy white lycra bikini briefs I had brought with me. I admired my reflection in the full length mirror, I looked hot in them, I thought, and my package bulged nicely! I picked up the room phone and ordered a nice bottle of red wine on room service, they said they would send it up right away. I slipped on a hotel robe, lay on the bed and waited. Five minutes later there was a knock at my door. I checked thru the spy hole, it was my wine, being delivered by a young guy in his late 20's. Great! Quickly I took the robe off and threw it in the closet. I opened the door wearing only the skimpy bikini, slightly embarrassing the young man. I apologized and told him I had just stepped out of the shower. He came in and brought the wine and glasses. As he set them down I think maybe he was checking me out, my dick got a little stiff again showing off in front of him like that. I asked him to open the bottle for me, and I leant back against the wall, displaying myself to him as he fumbled with the corkscrew. My dick was getting harder, and that was obvious in my skimpy little underwear. When he had the bottle open he poured me a glass and smiled nervously, I leaned close to take the wineglass, and I gave him a big tip. Once he had gone I sat back in a comfy chair, sipping wine and stroking my cock through the tightly stretched fabric of the bikini, totally relaxed and horny as hell. I drank the first glass of wine as I rubbed and stroked and masturbated myself through the shiny lycra, then I poured a second glass and slipped the bikini briefs off. I hopped up on the bed and lay back on a pile of fluffy pillows, stark naked, caressing my body all over as I sipped my wine. I ran my fingertips over my legs, arms, belly chest, played with my nipples, fondled my balls, caressed every inch of my cock from the base to the tip, the underside to the piss slit. I poured a third glass of wine and got a bottle of body lotion from the bathroom. I began to rub the lotion all over my body as I drank more wine, then I rubbed it over my balls and lubricated my dick with it. I wanked my cock with slippery hands, then I took some lotion on my fingers and slipped them between my ass cheeks. I spread my legs and put a pillow under my ass and slipped two fingers up my ass and finger fucked myself while I jerked off. I drank more wine, wanking and fingering myself in different positions on the bed, watching myself in a mirror on the far wall, edging gooning and getting a little drunk too. Finally I poured the last of the wine into the glass. I looked at the empty bottle and had an idea. I took a handful of lotion and slathered it over the neck of the bottle, then I lay back on the bed with my legs spread wide and up in the air, I brought the bottle between my thighs and slowly, gently, I pushed the neck of the bottle between my ass cheeks, further, further, pushed it against my manhole, I pushed it harder, harder, then suddenly OW! FUCK! It slipped in my ass! I held it there for a minute and got used to the feeling, then pushed it a little deeper, then deeper. Pretty soon I was pushing it in and out of my ass, watching in the mirror as I fucked myself up the ass with a wine bottle! I was drunk and crazy with lust. I imagined that young stud watching me fuck myself, imagined him ripping his clothes off, imagined it was his cock up my ass, him fucking me with his big, hard cock, pounding my ass. I fucked my ass in multiple positions, laying on my back with legs in the air, on all fours on the bed, standing bent over a chair. Finally I wanked myself hard and fast as I fucked myself with the bottle, imagining the young stud fucking me with his cock till I had a crashing, shuddering, screaming orgasm, my ass clenching on the bottle, my cock shooting wads of cum all over the room and all over me. Oh fuck was that intense!