Let me start by describing myself a little. I'm 37 years of age, 6 feet tall, my hair is shaved, I have blue eyes, and I'm well built, not overly muscular, but well toned.

I have my fetishes, as do we all. I like to wear women’s underwear, but not all the time. I do have a nice little leather collar with studs and a matching metal lead. I keep my balls shaved, as I prefer them that way. One of my biggest fetishes is having sex in public places; the rush of it really turns me on.

On this one particular evening, I was sitting at home and bored. It was a lovely summers evening and I was in just a pair of shorts. I decided I was going to go out and just cruise around in my car.

I went and had a shower. I applied the shaving gel to my balls and shaved them with my trusty gillette triple blade, making sure they were all smooth. I then washed myself with a sponge and shower gel, lathering my body all over. I rinsed myself off, dried myself, and then exited the bathroom and stepped into my bedroom. I applied moisturizer to my cock and balls and slipped on a red pair of silky french knickers. I then pulled on a pair of red hold up fishnets. Next I used my Lynx Africa underarm roll-on antiperspirant, followed by my Lynx Africa deodorant body spray. Then I put on a white t-shirt and a pair of blue, loose-fit jeans and a pair of white Reebok trainers. This would allow me to walk around without anyone suspecting what I had on underneath.

I picked up a packet of cigarettes and my lighter, exited the house, got into my car and just went for a drive. After about 30 minutes I decided to drive over to the local reservoir - it was about 10 minutes away and had a lovely park surrounding it with woodland trails you could walk around.

I arrived at the car park at around 8:30pm. The car park was quite quiet; there were only a few cars there. So I swung into the car park and pulled up about 50 yards from where the old brick public toilet was situated. Although the building was old it was extremely well kept. I sat back with the windows open and lit a cigarette. After a minute or so another car pulled up about two spaces away. I turned and looked at the driver of the car. He was around his late 30's to early 40's, and clean-shaven. I smiled at him and then sat back to finish my cigarette, taking in the summer sky and my tranquil surroundings.

I had just finished the cigarette and decided I needed to go pee, so I put the windows up, turned off the engine, and exited the car, locking the door behind me. I headed towards the toilets and entered the door. Then I had to turn to the right to go through another door. The floor was tiled in a red quarry tile in keeping with the building age. There was one long trough for peeing in. I walked over to the trough and released my cock from its silky home and started to pee. Behind me were three cubicles and against the far wall was a pedestal with two sinks. The pedestal extended either side of the sinks quite a way. On the walls dotted around the place