This is a true story and shows how just one incident can have a lifetime lasting effect.
I had just turned 18 and finished high school the year before.
I remember how it was in mid-March and the weather was still cold enough to wear a spring & fall coat.
My shift started at 4:00 PM and I was walking around downtown Montr?al a couple of hours before work. This was before Place des Arts and Complexe Desjardins had been built, so Ste-Catherine Street had many small stores with recessed doorways so that each window had 2 vantage viewpoints.
I came upon an open doorway where an auction of men's watches was being held and so I went in to see if there was anything that I could pick up. Being a very shy person, not wanting the auctioneer to think that because I was wearing a long coat I was not there to steal something, I kept my coat open with my hands in the coat side pockets.
What happened next, was both terrifying and at the same time exhilarating. Being shorttrying to see better, I advanced as far as I could. I did not notice that the man in front of me had his hands clasped behind his back and all of a sudden I felt my privates being cupped in his hands. I was afraid that he would punch me senseless for placing myself in that position. Up until this time, I had never experienced sex, no one had ever touched me, I didn't even know what jerking off meant, let alone having done it.
Then, before I could move, I felt his fingers slowly massaging my cock and balls through my pants. OH WHAT ECSTASY!!! !! Instead of wanting to escape, I found myself rooted on the spot, trying to cover what he was doing to me by spreading out the sides of my open coat to cover the action. Slowly, ever so slowly, he lowered my zipper and slid his hand inside my pants to couple my private parts - now only protected by my jockey underwear. My legs were shaking, I had a boner that I had never experienced before and I was both afraid of being seen and thrilled to have someone touching me.
In an instant, I felt that I was going to urinate but I couldn't help myself. I could feel something squirt out of my penis, filling my underwear and seeping through into this man's hand, which he withdrew immediately. I quickly zipped up and went to work where I had to endure the feeling of my ejaculate in my shorts for my entire shift.
To this day, I find that there is nothing more exciting than to ejaculate in my jeans or jogging pants and to feel my ejaculate slowly run down my testicles and between my thighs into my ass crack. It shows how one incident during the formative years can have a profound outcome throughout one's lifetime.
This is a true story - nothing has been added nor subtracted. If you have had a similar experience, or if you too like to cum in your clothing, feel free to contact me at insatiable169@hotmail.com