Go Out...

You put your shoes on only to feel that they're loose. You make sure to place your shirt over your jeans so that your tight ass will be covered. It doesn't help completely because your ass slightly pokes out against the shirt.

You leave your apartment, the sun is beginning to set, you'll need to hurry before stores close. The streets are crowded making traversal inconvenient.

You enter the crowd and try to navigate through without pushing anyone. This feels impossible.

Occasionally your arms would brush up against someone, even worse sometimes your hips. You feel eyes laying on you, even if there may not be.

After a while you start to see the crowd disperse. Before you exit the crowd you suddenly feel a something large and hard press against your ass.

You let out a loud squeal and turn around to just see people walking by, a few look at you, giving concerned looks. You blush, and you feel your dick grow and strain against your jeans, forming a small twitching bulge.

Their faces contort in emotions of absolute cringe, your dick still continuing to grow more.

You turn and run away, giving up on trying to find who violated you. You keep running until you find yourself entering and locking yourself in a bathroom stall. You unbuckle your pants and desperately grab your cock and start stroking it. Before you realise what you're doing you're already too turned on to turn back.

Your worry dissipates you start enjoying the pleasure. Your thoughts blend into each other as you start to feel a river of pleasure flow from your prostate. Your cock is so warm against your fragile soft palm.

You brain jolts to how you were touched back ther and how the people saw you. Your dick springs up, so tense it could explode.

Your stroking becomes frantic while you hear yourself quietly pant like a bitch, if anyone heard they would just think it was some slut getting fucked.

You start to feel lightheaded as your body starts to shake from the oncoming climax. You let out a loud moan as you reach it and soon your consciousness fades.