Outside Jerking

I had to jerk off so bad today. I was driving down the back streets, it was still kinda dark and I just needed to get my cock out. I putted up and undid the buttons on my jeans and got it out. But there were lights in some of the back bedrooms of the houses nearby. So I drove on a bit further, with my dick still out getting harder and harder.

Wetting the bottom of my t-shirt and jumper with precum. I had to stop soon and find a place and tug on my dick or I would go crazy. I had to shoot a load. Just to feel that cream belt out of my cock and spray something.

I parked up down the back of the shops on our estate. Only the newsagent down the other end was open. The others still shut, it being a Sunday morning. I putted my coat over my exposed cock and walked calmly to behind the big bins. I had to play with myself. I had to fire. I had to do it here. It needed it to be public and seedy and in such a vile dirty place.

I made sure I wasn’t overlooked and then undid my belt and lowered my jeans to my knees. Middle of winter and I’m jerking off behind bins on a shitty estate. Beautiful. The cold bite of winter hit my buttocks and the tiny hairs on my legs rose to the feel of the bitter string of winter.

I was rock hard. Dripping a flow of precum now. I knew it wouldn’t take me long to jizz a load out. I know that after the build up in my head it doesn’t take me long for my balls to explode.

I came such a heavy load, hitting the side of the bin and dripping down it. I’m so stupid, I should have cupped it into my hand and licked it up. But that treat was gone.

I pulled my jeans back up over my phat butt and I got back into my car. Writing this makes me want to jerk off again. So I’m off to do just that. I’m sat on the toilet with my laptop across my lap and my dick is hard and wetting the bottom of my laptop with precum again. 
Catch you later.