When I was 19, I was a thrill seeker, and quite the exhibitionist. I was always trying to do something to get my blood to pump, my nerves to rattle, and my cock to jump. One day while searching for porn on the internet in the university computerlab I found a website that had these hot guys shaft walking. It was amazing these college age guys, around my age, all with a nice swimmers builds or muscular bodies walking around with their pants down far enough to show some ass and the shaft of their cock. And they were walking around in broad daylight. I thought it was so hot; it gave me an instant hard on.

Being the exhibitionist that was, I decided instead of stroking off a good one right there like I normally would I figured I would get up and show off my stiff 7". I got up out of my chair, wearing my white track pants, no underwear, and a sporting short little wife beater that showed some skin – being that it was 2 sizes to small. You could see my cock jaunting straight out, and a little wet spot from the precum glistening where the head of my cock was trying to bust through my pants.

I was shaking like a leaf. I have jacked off and stuff in public before, but always semi secluded. I knew everyone I walked by was staring at me. Which I realized got me going even more. Even though I was nervous somebody would say something, nobody really did. Some looked and laughed, some pointed and whispered to the person next to them, but nobody said anything directly. Which is what I really wanted to happen.

I continued to walk out of the building and off campus, raging hardon and all. And still nobody said word. After about two blocks into my stroll my dick became flaccid again. I thought why not try some "super sagging", for sure people will notice me than. Maybe someone will say something. Deep in my mind I hoped to get stopped by a cop and given a ticket. That would mean someone really paid close attention.

So off I went, little by little inching my pants down, further and further down my waist until half of my ass was showing, as well as my shaved pubic zone and about an inch of my flaccid cock. I was squirming and screaming inside, beginning to get a semi chubby.

It was a nice warm summer day with a light breeze. And the warm air blowing on my shaft and ass was exhilarating. I thought I knew why those guys did it. I spent almost an hour walking around the frat house neighborhood, hoping yet again that one out of the at least 20 people I walked past would say something. Or maybe a horn would honk. To my disappointment, all I got was the occasional whistle, the pointing and the whispering. "My God," I thought. "What do I have to do?"

So I decided to go into the local convenience store, grab a soda, and to continue on my super sagging journey until I got somebody's attention. Even the store clerk didn't say anything. She just looked in directly at my face and giggled a little when I left.

When I got outside of the store, I was getting desperate for someone to look. So I hiked down my track pants just a little more, and proceeded on my