Although the bulge was often visible, usually modest, occasionally awkwardly large, I was still proud to be oversized. Years before I had been embarrassed and had done all I could to hide its bulk but now it felt good to be this big and be noticed by people in the street, in the bus or train or even at work. Normally it hung soft and was nicely contained in my underwear and clothing. There were times however when it hardened and I needed serious will-power to restrain it and prevent it causing a very obvious disturbance in my trousers. Either that, or stick a hand in my pocket to attempt to relocate it more comfortably and less visibly, but doing that was a last resort as it looked as though I was masturbating. This stiffness could occur at any time without reason or sometimes with reason. It happened too often and I can tell you what took place one afternoon last week.
There was certainly no reason to get excited on that day, but it started growing and pushing. I was hanging at my right, the sexier side (don't know why it seems sexier but it just does). I became aware that it was moving slightly, as if trying to force its way downwards. I risked a quick glance to see how obvious is was, too obvious unfortunately and it was only in the early stages. Perhaps if I concentrated on events in the street I was walking along it would go away. I looked at the other people around, no one of interest I thought. I attempted to think of the news items that morning, just the usual things. Suddenly by chance I saw another guy some way in front of me crossing the road and coming in my direction, who was also hanging clearly at his right, seemed quite soft and he had a nice feelable well-rounded bum. Having crossed the road he walked towards me. He was in another world on his phone, so thankfully he didn't see me in my increasingly difficult state. I'd lost control by now and this sexy guy had boosted my inability to keep unobtrusive. Without doubt he didn't realise how exciting he appeared, just carried on with his important conversation. He passed by, still on his phone. But he left me with an erection forcing diagonally since it couldn't push downwards any more. There must be stretch lines on view but I didn't want to check this out, just continued walking like there was not tomorrow. However I had to do something to get rid of the huge growth that had just struck me. It would be another ten minutes before I reached a safe haven where I could deal with it, and it persisted relentlessly hard. Desperately I needed at least to stick a hand in pocket to manoeuvre it or really by this point I needed to unzip and relocate it.
In this condition I kept on walking. I turned into an underground station even though I didn't want to travel by underground. There were vast numbers of people there, following the route to the platforms. At least I'd left the street and was less in public view. Then there was one of those delays you sometimes get where everyone comes to a standstill because of overcrowding ahead. I was amazed to see immediately in front that sexy guy I'd noted before, who'd started this problem for me. I stopped behind him. People behind me also stopped, except for someone who accidentally pushed a little and I collided into that guy with the well-rounded bum. That finished me, or rather it started me, erupting and endeavouring not to grunt as I exploded in my underwear. He was taller than me so my face came to rest on his shoulders. Announcements were being made over the pa system, so I hope no one heard the noise I was making. The crowd began moving again and I went with it, taking the underground to the next stop, then coming back again, and back up to the street to get to my destination, where I had my safe haven to clean myself and be respectable and unnoticeable. The rest of my day was normal and rather boring. There are other incidents I could write about another time......
There was certainly no reason to get excited on that day, but it started growing and pushing. I was hanging at my right, the sexier side (don't know why it seems sexier but it just does). I became aware that it was moving slightly, as if trying to force its way downwards. I risked a quick glance to see how obvious is was, too obvious unfortunately and it was only in the early stages. Perhaps if I concentrated on events in the street I was walking along it would go away. I looked at the other people around, no one of interest I thought. I attempted to think of the news items that morning, just the usual things. Suddenly by chance I saw another guy some way in front of me crossing the road and coming in my direction, who was also hanging clearly at his right, seemed quite soft and he had a nice feelable well-rounded bum. Having crossed the road he walked towards me. He was in another world on his phone, so thankfully he didn't see me in my increasingly difficult state. I'd lost control by now and this sexy guy had boosted my inability to keep unobtrusive. Without doubt he didn't realise how exciting he appeared, just carried on with his important conversation. He passed by, still on his phone. But he left me with an erection forcing diagonally since it couldn't push downwards any more. There must be stretch lines on view but I didn't want to check this out, just continued walking like there was not tomorrow. However I had to do something to get rid of the huge growth that had just struck me. It would be another ten minutes before I reached a safe haven where I could deal with it, and it persisted relentlessly hard. Desperately I needed at least to stick a hand in pocket to manoeuvre it or really by this point I needed to unzip and relocate it.
In this condition I kept on walking. I turned into an underground station even though I didn't want to travel by underground. There were vast numbers of people there, following the route to the platforms. At least I'd left the street and was less in public view. Then there was one of those delays you sometimes get where everyone comes to a standstill because of overcrowding ahead. I was amazed to see immediately in front that sexy guy I'd noted before, who'd started this problem for me. I stopped behind him. People behind me also stopped, except for someone who accidentally pushed a little and I collided into that guy with the well-rounded bum. That finished me, or rather it started me, erupting and endeavouring not to grunt as I exploded in my underwear. He was taller than me so my face came to rest on his shoulders. Announcements were being made over the pa system, so I hope no one heard the noise I was making. The crowd began moving again and I went with it, taking the underground to the next stop, then coming back again, and back up to the street to get to my destination, where I had my safe haven to clean myself and be respectable and unnoticeable. The rest of my day was normal and rather boring. There are other incidents I could write about another time......