That First Time

Do you remember that first time? 

That first time for…whatever that thing you do now was? Whether that be certain masturbation, or having sex, using a toy, or a certain kink. And I don’t mean the literally first time it happened, it doesn’t have to be then. But the first time you did whatever  and it changed your absolute life. That was the best feeling in the entire world. I need to do it again. That, ‘first.’

I remember my first time. 

And my thing was public play. 

Something shifted inside me that summer, I still don’t understand it myself but I turned into a different person. I was already a super hormonal horny ass teenager, but that summer I turned…well into a slut. It was my summer before I started my final year of highschool. My parents finally recognized that, in a little over a year, I would be packing up my things and heading off to another part of the country. So, they finally left me alone the majority of the summer which meant I would have the house to myself for days on end. 

The new found freedom which straight to my cock and my asshole. 

I was already the horny motherfucker that needed to get myself off daily, however it changed. It was worse. My cravings and my sexual appetite got seventeen times worse, it even shocked myself a little bit. Instead of a morning coffee to get the day going, I needed a morning cumming or I would truly be the worst person to talk to. That was also the summer I discovered my second love, edging. I spent many days, the majority of those days, shorts around my ankles just edging myself until I would either pass out or come everywhere. That’s truly part of the reason I think why my public love came out, I used to fantasize about edging everywhere and anywhere I could. Till, one day it finally happened. 

So, every summer since I can remember we end the last few weeks of summer by going on some roadtrip to see america. I usually couldn’t stand these trips, because of the fact of going across america in some RV with my parents for literal days. That sounded like I was being punished for some reason. Except this summer felt fucking different, the way I thought was completely different now. I kept thinking of all the opportunities of edging myself in random places, and I was excited. 

Well the night before we all went to bed early, for some reason we were leaving that morning at like five. Well, no surprise I spent the night edging until about two or three hours before my mom barged in waking me up. Thank god I learned to open my window before I started my sessions, because of the smell of precum and sweat alone. 

First couple days, I was excited like hell with each passing mile. I kept imagining what place I was going to edge my cock first. Well, at each gas station and rest stop I would chicken out despite wanting to do it so badly. I would get into a stall and then every little noise or opening of a door would freak me out. Then that changed, when the reality of having not cummed in four days. Added with the fact that last time I even properly touched myself it had been an edging session that never actually ended, was getting to me and badly. 

So, we stopped at this very big rest stop gas station thing and I knew it now or never. Tomorrow we would arrive at my grandparents house, the last destination, and I would literally have no time to even sneak off by myself. We got there that night, and my cock was going absolutely insane but I was still so nervous. That night we got there, my dad bought tokens for all of those to use the showers they had there. I was so damn excited that I ultimately said I would go immediately that second to shower. However, something in me was still fucking worried or not in it at all. I tried stroking myself but ultimately I couldn’t get myself hard fully. I gave up and finished showering and went back to the RV for the rest of the night. 

That night I was laying in the little room in the very back of the RV by myself, my parents were fast asleep in the large bed in the front. I was laying there and I was horny out of my fucking mind. I was laying there in a loose hoodie and sweatpants, and I am not sure if that is what led to it. The feeling of the smooth fabric on my body was starting to feel good, and I had the small window open in the room I was in, I could hear people walking around outside. I was growing harder laying there, finally my mind was made up and it was now or never. 

Stepping out of the RV, I walked past different ones then finally walked into the gas station again. I kept my head down, just walking back towards the bathrooms. Surprisingly not many people were in there at the time, but still there were a few people inside the shop. I opened the door to the bathrooms and nobody was at the urinals, or in the stalls from what I could tell. I had to pee, so I went over to the urinal to relieve myself. Now, I have used the urinal many times in my life but this time it literally felt different. It hit me that my cock was out just standing here, and I could just as easily start stroking if I wanted to. 

My cock perked up at this. 

I focused my ears to listen, no footsteps could be heard. So, I took a deep breath and pulled my sweats around my ankles and strained my head to look into the mirror. My tan bare ass was on full display in the mirror and also for anyone that may have walked in or was already in that I didn’t know about. It drove me hard completely seeing my own ass out like that. My heart was fucking racing and I was shaking a little, I really had my whole ass out that someone would surely see if they walked in. I was fucking worried and a little scared, but my cock was rock hard and twitching in anticipation. 

I took a deep breath and looked around, even going as far as to couch down to confirm no one was in one of the stalls. I was alone. So, I took my hand and gave my cock a nice long stroke. I involuntarily moaned, my cock was completely smooth and extremely sensitive from the days on end without being properly touched. I had told myself I was going to only stroke it a few times and then put it away, but it felt too fucking good. My strokes became consistent as I stood there at the urinal, making glances and listening to make sure no one came in. Precum started to flow almost immediately in good enough amounts that it was coating the head of my cock and getting worse. 

CREAK

I cursed as I heard the loud heavy door open, pulling my sweats backup in time to see some older man come into the bathroom. I stood at the urinal, getting closer to not show off my extremely hard cock to him. Thankfully, he walked into the closest stall as I sighed and tried to catch my breath. I put my cock back into my sweats, however it was pointless to do so. My cock was already riled up as was I and I knew it was not going to be satisfied for just a minute of touching. 

I looked around before making a dash towards the line of bathroom stalls. Choosing to go towards the last one before the handicap I got in and slide the locked close. Pulling my sweats around my ankles I sat down and halfway leaned backwards. My cock was still perfectly hard and looking wet, I had leaked a little more precum from just the small amount of time it was in my sweats. I grabbed onto it again which sent chills over my body, I was trying to be careful so as to not be heard but I didn’t care. I was not only getting to touch myself again, but I was in some bathroom touching my fucking cock. It was better then what the fuck I had been fantasizing about for literal months. 

Soon enough, the sound of the toilet being flushed went off as I heard the man walk out and start to wash his hands. It was sweet sounding to my ears when I heard the door open and him walk out, my stroking getting faster the second the door slammed shut. 

Then, I was practically lost at that point, throwing my head back and groaning as I continued to bring myself to that amazing agonizing edge. I was listening for the door, but also the sounds of my cock being stroked filled the bathroom as well. It was the hottest thing in the entire world to me. I was going out at my cock just like I would have at home, and it was feeling fucking amazing. 

Eventually I completely got lost into everything, and I was full fledged into edging my cock. I was barely listening for the door at that point, thankfully nobody ever came in. I was breathing heavily, the occasional little squeaks and moans came out as I stroked myself. I was thinking about edging, and then I was thinking about all the other places I wanted to do this at as well. I thought of: another bathroom, the showers, my car, hell I even thought about possibly school somewhere. 

“Shit.” I said and took my hands off my cock. Placing one of them on my thigh and another on the stall wall itself. 

I fucked up. I knew I fucked up and went to far. I took a deep breath and tried to focus and tried not to clench or touch my cock. But it was no use. 

I was about to fucking cum cum. 

The first violent twitch from my cock brought forth a strong flow steady of precum onto the floor and my sweats. A strong whimper ripped from my lungs as I had to use my entire life force to relax and just try to let myself only ruin. But it wasn’t enough, I needed more. 

I grabbed onto my cock and gave it one or two full strokes before the full orgasm ripped through my body. My body tensed as my neglected balls shot cum harder than I had ever experienced or even seen come from my body before. I tried my best to only get it on me, I even went as far as to try and lift my legs to try and get it on my sweat. However, my body was experiencing the best orgasm I have still to this day experienced. I stroked myself the best I could through the rest of it, my balls emptying all over myself, my clothes and univedably the bathroom floor. 

When my cock finally finished exploding I caught my breath and looked at myself, thankfully most of the cum only got on me. I was worried still, but for the most part it was still fucking hot. I got toilet paper as I tried to clean myself the best that I could, all the while my cock was still half hard. Finally, I left the stall after making sure I cleaned the most I could. Worried that someone would have to clean this or that they would know it was me. Eventually I hurried and went back to the RV, my parents thankfully were still passed out like I never left.

I sat there for a few minutes, then decided I for sure needed to take another shower. So, eventually I went and paid for another shower. Then five minutes in I was edging my cock once again., I didn’t cum as hard as the first time, but I still came harder than normal. 

That was the only time I managed to cum in public that trip, but that started off my love of public that progressively became stronger and stronger.