I love exhibitionists. I love playing with exhibitionists, I love exposing exhibitionists. I love pushing exhibitionists to test their limits. But what I really love is giving them the humiliation that they both fear and need. For years I had seen pictures of this one exhibitionist named Marc. He got naked in public a lot and was always erect when he did. When he did get erect, he didn't hide it, he flaunted it. This was someone I had to play with.
My favorite pictures of Marc had been taken at Golden Gate Park with the Golden Gate Bridge in the background. The shots were of him, naked and boned but personally I thought he didn't go far enough. I then contacted him via email and we started chatting regularly. At one point I asked him if he had during his many naked outings ever jerked off to completion and shot his load while being watched. I didn't mean in a bath house or nudist camp, I meant in public. When he said he never had, I asked if he wanted to. He forcefully answered "NO!". He considered himself a nudist and that if he came while jerking off in public, he would cross a line and he would then be a "pervert". I knew what I had to do. I needed him to cross that line, not to hurt him, but so he can accept himself as the truly gifted pervert that he is.
I waited until he was in San Francisco next. When he was I set up a time and place to meet and I picked him up in my car and off we went.
During the ride in the car I explained to Marc I really wanted to take some shots of him at Golden Gate Park. He agreed and said he really wanted to do that. He said last time he shot some pictures there he had gotten erect and that this time he wanted to stay soft and take some really "artistic nudes". As he talked I started to get worried my plan was not going to come off. I had no idea how this would not be the case. My plan was about to go even better than I had hoped.
We parked the car and off we went. Finally, it was for Marc to strip. He stripped off his jacket and shirt fast but then he slowed down. Once his pants were off and he was just in his under wear he stopped, his hands covering the front. I walked over to him and asked him why he stopped. Finally, he looked me in the eyes and put his hands to his and I saw what was up. He was .... Rock hard. His cock pushed against the front of his underwear making it stand out. I told him it was time to remove his underwear which he did, but he held his cock down with his hands so it was hidden.
"I told you I don't want shots like this."
I countered, "Well obviously, some parts of you do. Come on, you're a nudist and erections are just a part of life. Once you get started, you'll go down."
He continued to hold his cock down until I went up to him and forcibly removed his hand. I looked at him standing naked and erect in this extremely public area and smiled at him. I told him it was perfect which made him smile and ready to have his picture taken. We set him up in a place that had the Golden Gate Bridge perfectly in the background. It was also on a main path so eventually people would be walking by. Pretty soon he was having fun, his boner waving in the air as he posed. He was posing when several guys walked by. They stopped walking and stood looking at Marc amazed at what they were witnessing. Marc started to feel uncomfortable, even though when they showed up his cock get even harder. He started to cover but I persuaded Marc to just stay and before you knew it the group was taking photos of Marc too with cameras and phones. I'm urging him on and so are the others, and Marc has gotten even harder and his cock was standing straight up. Then he must have thought better of it because he said he had to stop now, which is when I made my move that I had planned.
I told him I only wanted to take a few more shots but that I wanted to make his cock a little shiny. I had a small tube of lube in my hand and before he knew what was happening a quickly applied it to his cock which jumped and hardened even further as I coated it. I then put a little lube in his right hand and told him if it got dry to reapply it himself. I went back into place and me and the other spectators resumed our picture taking. He posed, his shiny cock now bouncing up and down , but he never touched it.
I then yelled over to him to reapply his lube because his cock was losing its shine. Deep down I wasn't sure if this would work but it was time to go for broke.
"I can't do that" Marc yelled back, "That would look like I'm jerking off"
I ran back to him and whispered in his ear "Here, breathe this in, it will help you relax".
I had a bottle of poppers in my pocket just ready for this. I unscrewed the lid and put it under Marcs nose and without thinking he breathed a large snort in and held it. Then I did it to his other nostril. Obviously, he had had poppers before and knew how to use them. And these were the real thing -- so now it was show time. I quickly put a little more lube in his right hand I then ran back into place and to watch the fun and photograph the action.
The poppers hit almost immediately, and Marc was stoned. This time I didn't even try to be subtle. I screamed at him to put the lube on his cock and start stroking for us .... And he did. He started masturbating and the lube easily spread over his cock and made it slick and ready for the action it was about to get. Add to it all of the spectators rooting him on and he starts really jerking his cock. He just got lost in the feelings and he put on quite a show.
I yelled over to him, "How are you feeling?"
"Fucking awesome, I LOVE THIS" he yelled back and he started wanking even faster, calling back to the crowd to take lots of pictures. By now there were a good many people standing around watching him, laughing at him, filming him with their phones and cameras. Their presence mixed with the poppers egged him on into making a right spectacle of himself.
Then somebody from the crowd did something stupid that almost ruined everything. She said to the guy she was with "I bet this freak is going spooge" loud enough for Marc to hear through his popper stupor. And then you saw it hit him like a truck. Marc knew he had gone too far. The extreme poppers high had worn off and he was in shock over what he was doing. You could almost see that he knew he was on the brink of cumming and he didn't want that. You also sensed that he realized that the crowd wasn't laughing with him, they were laughing at him. He came to an abrupt stop and just stood there. He had his hand on his dick but had stopped jerking, everyone watching stood silent. You could tell he was trying desperately not to cum.
I have no idea what he was thinking but he must have thought it worked because his body started to relax, even though his hand remained frozen on his cock mid stroke. He almost looked relieved as he stood there thinking that he had stopped himself from losing full control and completely humiliating himself. A smile spread across his face and he slowly started to let go of his cock and that tiny little movement changed everything as it must have been just enough stimulation on his very sensitive and hard cock to trigger his long due orgasm. His facial expression changed from one of relief to one of absolute sheer HORROR as he blurted out:
"Oh God Please ... Not Here! ...Stop! .. God Help Me! Noooooo!"
The spectators on the other hand were thrilled (as was I) as we stood around breathlessly waiting for his explosion. Marc's face contorted and he held his breath trying to hold off the inevitable which was rising up like a tidal wave. With a loud gasp he exhaled as he realized it was too late. Either because he knew it was already too late or his body took control of the situation but he then stroked his cock a couple times times really fast before he came to a dead stop again. He stood there and shut his eyes, maybe to block out the reality of his position -- that he was standing in public about to shoot his wad while complete strangers watched, laughed and took pictures. He aimed his cock up with one hand and put the other behind his back, and with a roar that was mixed with pleasure of an intense orgasm and the frustration of not being able to stop what was cumming ... bamn, he shot his load ...
and shot and shot. The first shot hit Marc square on his chin. Several more spurts shot on his stomach until there was no more to cum. He was so loud as he came. moaning loudly with each pulse of his cock, that only added to the merriment of the crowd which was having so much fun at his expense. Then he stopped and was motionless and silent yet again. He stood there, eyes shut but then he slowly opened them looking like a little boy in total shock, dripping in cum in front of the audience that was grinning from ear to ear but who were also silent. All of a sudden one guy in the crowd started to clap and the rest of us followed and we gave Marc a huge round of applause as he meekly walked towards the group to get his clothes. By the time Marc got to us he was feeling that post orgasm low and it looked like he was on the verge of tears. I heard him muttering to himself "Why, why did I do it?" Then I realized, he wasn't on the verge, tears of utter humiliation were running down his face, mixing with some of the cum he had shot. He looked at me and the crowd and then started bawling uncontrollably. Suppose the pictures end up on the internet he questioned. We basically told him that they most certainly would end up on the internet. It was a study in contrasts. Marc stood there, bawling his eyes out, naked and looking totally vulnerable and the small crowd around him , fully clothed celebrating the fact they got to see marc fall into the depths of utter humiliation -- which every exhibitionist both fears and craves.
Eventually Marc got control, so I looked at him in the eyes and asked him how he felt about people he knew seeing these pictures. He didn't say anything.
"So", I said "you KNOW what you just did, Don't You?"
He just nodded.
"By jerking off in public and cumming you've crossed a line?"
He nodded again.
"So, what does that make you" I demanded
He looked at me with tear stained eyes and sheepishly said, "That makes me a pervert." "Damn straight" I said, "and a great one at that!" I then pointed out to him he was erect again.
One of the other photographers took his clothes from him preventing him from getting dressed. He then gave him a long hug which turned into a kiss. Now Marc's cock was throbbing. The photographer whispered something in his ear. The photographer then told me he was going to take Marc down to the beach to cool off (but from the bulge in his pants I knew what he was going to do was fuck Marcs brains out). I told Marc he needed to sign a photo release first. Without thinking he did. When he left I got the email address of anyone who wanted to give it to me. Later I mailed them copies of the photo release. That way they had his name and a photo release, so they could publish their photos too. The photographer then led Marc away, naked, with his face still streaked with tears and cum and his dick hard and leaking a little pre cum.
Later I found out the other photographer took Marc down to the beach where he and somebody else they met down there, took turns breeding his ass. By the time they were done another couple guys were waiting to take their turn. Supposedly there were also several guys down there who photographed that part too, but I've never seen any pictures on the net. I ran into Marc several days after that. He was at Folsom and he was getting plowed.. again ... in public. He told me that what had happened to him had changed him forever. I knew I was going to have more fun with him. He really is a slut. He is also a exhibitionist and a truly great Pervert!
I've had more adventures with Marc which I will share if I get any feedback. My email is Daiel_DB@ymail.com
Also, this is a true story , so if you want to see the pictures - let me know in email too.