Summer break, a day at a concert with friends, forced exposed genitals resulting in intense sexual arousal. I decided to share this unique experience to possibly get some feedback and insight from others that had like experiences. Imagine how it felt when the humiliation reached a turning point, when embarrassment and dread suddenly was the
very thing that excited me. I still masturbate while remembering the details being naked in public, many times during an outing to a concert at a high profile stadium in Denver. A group of friends and I were driving to Wisconsin for the summer, staying a few days in …. I had not packed much planning to purchase what I needed once I got to my destination. Our route took us through a large college town visiting friends. We jumped at the invitation to spend the day for this concert. Weather was going to be hot and dry, so it was shorts , tshirt and flip-flops. Since I had not packed these items in my travel bag, my female companion provided what I needed. I put them on and I was laughing about how short, yet loose-fitting the cut off Levis were small and tight the t-shirt was. “I can’t wear this” I protested. We were running late so nobody was hearing me. Before I knew it I was in the car with nothing more than Levi cut-offs ,t-shirt and flip-flops. No underwear with these shorts meant my penis and balls and anus would be flying in the wind. I was already feeling my penis getting hard with nothing to contain it. My balls and anus on the cool leather seats , o h my god , I am in for it today. We parked the car and as I clamored out the back seat my full package tight balls and all shown in the bright morning sun and timing could not have been planned any better, or worse. I didn’t go unnoticed by the throngs of concert goers unloading from cars and congregating. The only thing I had going for me was I was surrounded by my peers with more liberal attitudes generally. Standing in line in the parking lot to enter the gate I could see and feel the glances and stares I was getting from all sides. My attempts to get more coverage out of the daisy dukes cutoff jeans by wearing them lower on my waist failed. I could not keep my hard cock concealed and this only excited me more . I only wanted to get to our seats. I never thought this would actually happen, except only in my fantasies. A fantasy where I am forced to be totally naked in public by circumstance I have no control over, drive my masturbation sessions to climax/ejaculation . I was a closet exhibitionist until this weekend. Now everyone knew the truth. My predicament continued for the next 5 hours. No place to hide. No privacy to get some release, there was just nowhere to go. Like , I was stuck in my own personal twilight zone.