One quiet Saturday morning I was stocking the bottom shelf, down on my knees next to my cart full of boxes when a shadow entered my work space. On the opposite side of my cart a young man was standing, facing my cart and the shelving next to it. I could see his legs and his lower torso from below my cart upper shelf but his upper torso and head were out of my view. What I was not expecting to see was that he had a hand down inside his shorts and was playing with his cock.
Obviously, he was unaware of my presence. As I did not want to be discovered, I stopped breathing and kept very quiet.
This was at the time when shorts were "shorts", tight fitting and covered very little of your legs, not down to your knee like they do these days.
My visitor had to stop his action while another customer walked down our aisle. Once the path became clear, he released the waist string, pulled down the front of his shorts and started to jerk off like mad. What a nice cock, surrounded with a thick carpet of dark hair. This went on for it seems like hours and I was certain that he would find release at any time. But, no. He stopped jerking off, returned his hard cock in his shorts, tighten the waste string and adjusted his package. You can imagine what a nice bulge he had in these tight fitting shorts.
He picked up some smaller items from the top of my cart and went straight to our cash out counter. I was unable to hold myself from following him. Our young lady at the counter was very surprised by the sight of this young man's bulge, I could see the look of shock on her face, her eyes bulging. After paying for his purchase, he left the store and turned toward our parking area at the side of the building. As it was quicker for me to exit the store through the receiving door at the same side as the parking area, I did so...in haste.
From behind a stack of empty boxes I saw him walking toward a small Ford Econoline van parked some 20 feet from my hiding space. He opened the sliding side door that was facing me yet away from the public view. Dropping his shorts, sat on the door ledge and proceed to continue his jerking off. In little time he stood up and came like WOW!!!..long string of cum flying unto the side of the car next to him. I was totally mesmerized that his action.
For weeks following this, I looked forward to his return visit...but it was never to be. He must get turned on by being seen in public with a hard-on and done so at various public places in the area yet he would never return to the same location.
It was my first exposure to seeing someone else jerking off.
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