I'm an almost sixty-year-old male, but with a strong sex drive, and I love to masturbate several times a week in addition to occasional bouts with my wife. It's those occasional bouts that have been a strong driver for me to begin to indulge my almost lifelong exhibitionist desires further.
I find the idea of being seen while nude or indulging in masturbation thrilling - enough so that I'm willing to take some risks in exchange for the exhilaration.
I'm very very cautious, and I'm sure that many of you far exceed my daring and will consider me timid. But this is what suits me now, and I'm having fun with it. I don't want any sort of trouble to come from my activities, but that also adds somewhat to the delight.
I live in the country and spend considerable time nude in the outdoors, and even cautious walking around the neighborhood, mostly, unclothed. Knowing that my ass is on display for anyone that looks can make me rock hard in a hurry. I've tried some online cam-to-cam options, but they're not like the real thing. I want the thrill of the (almost) personal encounter.
However, I recently entered a new phase that has paid off almost better than I could have hoped. One day recently, while leaving the local Big Star, I got a very strong urge to do something sexually daring. So, standing in the parking lot, only partially obscured by my open truck door, I reached beneath the waistband of my jeans and tugged my underwear down past my ass and dick, then unzipped my fly and folded the inner flap back on itself, so that there was, at least, a good view of my pubic hair crotch above my dick. And depending upon the way I moved and my jeans shifted, my dick might come into view or even work its way out of my fly. I figured I could claim it was a total accident if needed, and even get my underwear pulled back into position quickly.
I visited a few stores around town in this fashion, and it was a thrill to feel the breeze entering my pants and the shifting of my dick into and out of view. Over the next several weeks, I used this technique more than a few times in various locations. On a couple of occasions, I was confident women had taken extended notice.
This notice included the lady at the pharmacy counter whose gaze seemed to dwell on my lower body while she attempted to fill my order. She seemed a bit flustered and lost her concentration while she obviously kept an eye on my open crotch. Knowing she wasn't looking away, aroused me and made me want to continue my new hobby.