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What a Shame (embarrassing stories)


 

My sexual secret was exposed. For several years I was secretly experimenting. I had discovered by accident that after struggling to climb poles and skinny trees I would get the most pleasurable feeling(Orgasm) I ever had and wanted to feel it more and more. Sometimes spending the whole afternoon climbing and clinging to poles near my house. I had just taken my private sessions to a new level by doing the climbing totally naked. This added a new element that developed to be a exhibitionist fetish that I could not stop thinking about. Spontaneous arousal anytime and anywhere I was quick to seek out poles. Even when on family vacations I snuck away to it. Sometimes I would feel guilt and shame. One warm afternoon after school I added embarrassment to the list when I performed the whole act from start to end in an open field behind the baseball backstop only to hear my best friend shout my name from behind some shrubs no more than 12 feet from the pole I clung to with my erect penis protruding past the pole with thighs squeezing together in a rhythmic way. I was so embarrassed I could not even speak. I rode away on my bike in disbelief. When monday came I was asked about it by some students. OMG I was that guy, that liked to climb trees naked, and poles.

 

May be Habit Forming


It is the dry orgasm that is most intense .  Discovering that climbing a pole slowly yet vigorously with persistance to the point of exhaustion can have a very happy ending.   While running an obstacle course two opportunities to orgasm in pubic. That is climbing the fireman pole or the agonizing peg board climb. When  climbing to the top of a pole  only near the top it happened.  Overcome by the most pleasurable sensation frozen in place clinging to the pole in a trance-like state with my eyes closed.  As long as I held on to the pole the sensation  continued.  It must have been a couple of minutes because the shouts from below were getting louder .  The same thing happened at the peg board climb.  Starting out moving the pegs up to the next hole were not so hard but near the top the straining begins.  When someone is fortunate enough to have this happen will understand this.  The tickle begins slowly and concentration on this feeling is important.  So, this scenario surrounded by people watching and cheering you on when the tickle begins it will appear like you can not go on one second longer.  In the case of the peg board climb it will appear that you are determined to move the peg up in a heroic manner but continue to push on.  In reality moving the peg up is no longer the goal.  Reaching orgasm is the goal, so , there will be some confusion among anyone watching you.  obvious to everyone it was time to jump down.   One or two minutes struggling to move the peg seems foolish from the standpoint of the audience.  The when orgasm is reached another minute hanging there in a pleasure trance.  Creates quite a scene and questions when jumping down.   After that day I was determined to make it happen again. Experimenting afternoons, after hours and during summer break or weekends. I thought I had a special gift.   Having no idea what this was, one thing I did know it felt so damn good.  After a while I tried it completely naked. What a rush it was to undress totally naked outdoors.  Stashing my clothes , sneaking to the poles,  usually in the middle of the black top or quad area.   On warm summer days spending whole afternoons repeating it many times. Leaving  after dinner, the sole purpose was to find a pole and cling to it naked. Arousal began well before arriving at the pole having an erection when choosing which pole to climb. After scanning my surrounds and shedding my clothes, heart racing and penis rigid and throbbing visibly, step out into the open and make my way out to where the selected pole was. Grasping the pole and synching my thighs together squeezing my erection upwards to the right of the pole. After considerable effort the sensations start faintly. I have to concentrate and synchronize my thigh squeezing motion and pulling up motion. When I get close to the feeling, I close my eyes and sink into my own world of pleasure that lasts for several minutes. I am vulnerable at this point to being seen. Being discovered by anyone walking by was possible. This concern was not the top priority.

What a Shame (embarrassing stories)


 

My sexual secret was exposed. For several years I was secretly experimenting. I had discovered by accident that after struggling to climb poles and skinny trees I would get the most pleasurable feeling(Orgasm) I ever had and wanted to feel it more and more. Sometimes spending the whole afternoon climbing and clinging to poles near my house. I had just taken my private sessions to a new level by doing the climbing totally naked. This added a new element that developed to be a exhibitionist fetish that I could not stop thinking about. Spontaneous arousal anytime and anywhere I was quick to seek out poles. Even when on family vacations I snuck away to it. Sometimes I would feel guilt and shame. One warm afternoon after school I added embarrassment to the list when I performed the whole act from start to end in an open field behind the baseball backstop only to hear my best friend shout my name from behind some shrubs no more than 12 feet from the pole I clung to with my erect penis protruding past the pole with thighs squeezing together in a rhythmic way. I was so embarrassed I could not even speak. I rode away on my bike in disbelief. When monday came I was asked about it by some students. OMG I was that guy, that liked to climb trees naked, and poles.