Straight Male / 33

Stroking In Public

I’ve been edging for days!

I went walking in the wetlands at night. I never knew it was there, or what I’d find!

I decided to try and go 90 days without cumming. Today is days 44 and it got really hard about day 39. I started edging. I haven’t watched porn in 5 weeks or cum once!

I’m in to a little pain sometimes and one thing I discovered a while back is I put my cock in a cardboard paper towel holder. When I get hard the pressure is amazing! (See photo for a visual) That photo was taken while I wrote this. Well I put it on and got hard and rolled my foreskin back over the tip and it drives me wild! I tape it there and it keeps the pressure on.

Then I went to the gym.

I showed off for a couple of girls because the bulge is obvious. I pretend I’m adjusting myself and while I know they’re looking. Some play along and sneak little looks. Three girls did tonight and it was wild! Just wish I was a little more confident to actually approach them. Or maybe if they gave me some signal.. I almost came while I was working abs and making eyes at this one girl.

Anyway. I was walking home from the gym and walked straight past it and ended up walking around jerra wetlands at 10 at night. I found some fun spots and I guess I had the thought of spotting some folks out dogging or someone kinky out looking for fun. I pulled my cock out and walked around with it out for ages. Stopping occasionally to stroke and edge. Hoping someone would see.

I heard this noise and I know it was a person in the bushes and I knew they could see me because it’s brighter where the path is without the brush overhead.
I wish they’d been more confident and come out. We could have gotten up to something.
I stayed in the light and found this bench to sit on. I sat back on it and dropped my pants to my ankles and stroked and gave them a show. I didn’t cum but I made some moaning noises for them to hear. I hope the we’re a hot young kinkster and she got a good show. I live exhibitionism.

I want to go back sometime and hopefully meet people!!

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# 63169 - by MasterTenth / January 10, 2023

- Evil Thoughts and Deeds -

Straight Male / 33

Gym Bulge

I’m at the gym right now.

So as sometimes happens, someone posts a confessions that is relatable. It gets you thinking about similar experiences. And similar fantasies.

The confessions I read was talking about going back to the gym after covid and she had put on weight that went mostly to her breasts and how folks had started to stare and even flirt. She mentioned that she wasn’t sure she would able to resist the urges if one of the younger lads were to ask her if she were up for some fun.

I’m writing this confession while I’m at the gym. It’s before midday as I’m in The Aussie capital. I work afternoons so I’m usually at the gym when it’s fairly quiet. I love it at this time as you get the place mostly to yourself with only a few other folks around. Most of them milfs. Damn if milfs aren’t the hottest thing to roam the earth. Something so taboo about it.

I usually wear these tight gym pants and I didn’t notice until someone mentioned it was hard not to look at my bulge. Now I’m conscious of it and make a point of rearranging it when I know a mature woman can see. I catch them staring sometimes. I love it. I sometimes sneak off to the bathroom and stroke and tease a little. Then stuff my swollen member back in to my pants making my bulge very, very obvious.

Then I position myself where I know I will be seen. Maybe subtly rearrange down there to draw attention to it. I usually get a smile or a smirk or a bit lip. I’m seeing someone at the moment so I haven’t acted on it recently but we’ve started having chats about being an open relationship.

Mature woman are my favourite and I’ve played around with plenty. Usually from a dating app. But there’s something so arousing about a spontaneous moment that I find so arousing. Luckily my apartment is just around the corner from the gym. And I live alone.

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# 58647 - by MasterTenth / May 24, 2022

- My Cheating Heart -

Straight Male / 33

I Still Call Her Forty

I knew her name while we were talking. But I’ve genuinely forgotten it since.

I had never cheated before. My relationship was coming up on some problems that we weren’t able to work through. We since have and we’re close now even though we’re not together.

I’ve heard some guys self detonate when they’re unsure how to go about navigating problems due to past hurt. Maybe that’s what this was.

I got the bumble app. I had been swiping for a while when I decided to open up the age bracket to include women up to the age of 40. It wasn’t long when I matched with her. It was a Thursday and we made plans to meet for a drink on Saturday. I was so scared that someone we knew would see me there with her. Turns out I didn’t need to worry for long. She came dressed up with makeup, a showy red dress and high heels. She wasn’t skinny but it showed that she took decent care of herself.

She was quite chatty and fairly forward. After a few moments she said ‘so how about it? Want to come back to my place?’

We arranged for me to follow her back. She was housesitting. She was going through a divorce and her friends had invited her to take care of their place while they were away. My heart was still pounding as she poured me a wine and we sat in the lounge room. She faced me and was rubbing on my crotch. I wasn’t in a hurry. I knew what was going to happen. She, was definitely in a hurry. Clearly running from some amount of pain and justifying it by calling it arousal and sexual exploration. I wanted to tease and play and let the tension do it’s work. She just wanted to fuck. But I wanted it too so we headed up to the bedroom where we undressed. She looked alright for an older woman. Not glamorous but tidy and with more than a handful to play with. She was clearly used to missionary position and the guy just pumping away on top until he came in her. She wasn’t easy to move into positions. She was stiff and resistant. I tried to relax her and was moderately successful. Eventually though I just had to work with what I had in front of me.

I later her down after as much teasing as I thought I could get away with. When your partner is in a hurry, taking your time and teasing can make them bored rather than making them hot. Her ankles on my shoulders I lined her up and slid in slow.

She moaned. The first genuine and vulnerable expression from this woman yet! I slid out in again a few more times as she took me in. Oh that angle!

So I’m not sure if it’s just the way I grew or if it was from being too rough on myself during my formative years but I’m shaped a little differently to most. Fully erect I point straight out instead of up. I’m average length, maybe 6.75 inches. This isn’t so uncommon but I have a gentle curve so that my tip faces the floor maybe two meters in front of me. A little like a banana with the curve facing down. Turns out it’s really useful for touching places that woman aren’t used to. I’ve never since had anyone complain. If anything they seem to be in a hurry to have me take them from behind. Even if we never did it that way before. When I gently ask why, there’s usually a pause and they mumble something about angles. It didn’t take me long as a young man to figure out how to use my unique shape to help her lose her mind in ecstasy. We haven’t really fucked until I’ve made you drool while your focus is elsewhere.

I started to pick up the pace a little. Glad I had finally gotten her out of her head a little. I kept up the intensity, switching it up and changing position often enough to make sure she didn’t get caught up in thinking again. It takes a calm mind for a woman to not jump on the first orgasm offered to her but I tried to take my time getting there. She was quite loose and I was using protection so it wasn’t all that good for me. I considered mixing it up with some other forms of play but didn’t feel she was ready for that and I didn’t feel the attraction necessary to compensate with my own arousal.

Her orgasms were small and a little smothered. Like she was too desperate for them and didn’t give them the space they needed to really roll like a wave over her body.

The next time I saw her it was much the same. Here’s some wine, quick take me and distract me.

I only saw her twice. I had to mute the app we met on as it kept blowing up constantly. I would ignore her as it was impossible to keep up with her constant messaging. But she kept on chatting away about our beautiful connection and how hot she still was for her young little flame.

I don’t remember her name but when I spoke of her with my good friend. I got to calling her forty. That’s who she still is to me.

I saw her twice after. Both times I was with another date, this time my own age. I saw her look out the corner of her eyes and try not to make it obvious. But it was.

She was my first older woman. I’d definitely do it again. But not because I was cheating and she needed a distraction from her divorce. But because I was really into it.

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# 57891 - by MasterTenth / April 17, 2022

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