My wife went to work early and asked me to go buy her cigarettes at the Onondaga smoke shop outside Syracuse. 

I knew I wouldn’t have to get out of the car at the smoke shop, so I decided to do something daring and adventurous. I showered and slipped into a pair of black tights. I wasn’t going to wear pants. Instead, I would wear a coat that hung down just far enough to hide my little penis. 

It was very cold and it made my penis shrink even more as I walked to my car. But even so, I could feel my balls tingle with excitement - I had never done anything like this before.

About ten minutes into my trip, I happened to look down and discovered whoever used my car last didn’t replace the gas! Now I would have to risk pumping gas without any pants on!

I swear my penis shrunk even more with the thought of standing outside in just my tights.

I tried to find a store out of our area, hoping whoever did see me wouldn’t recognize me or the car. 

I pulled into the Sav-On in Vernon and when I realized how bright it was with all the lights I felt a knot form in my stomach. There was no way I wouldn’t be noticed. But at least they wouldn’t know who I was. Hopefully anyway.

I pulled my hat down as low as I could and climbed out of my car, yanking my coat down as far as it would go, hoping my penis was covered.

My hands were shaking as I put my card in and started refueling, trying not to look directly at any of the other people getting gas.

I took a few glances, of course, curious if anyone was watching me. There was an older lady at one pump, but she had her back to me.

There was some type of construction van two lanes over. I was looking at the bearded passenger and didn’t realize his partner was pumping gas and checking me out at the same time. I quickly looked away and concentrated on my pump.

When I looked back up he was smiling at me. There went my stomach again, but this time because it excited me.

I “accidentally” dropped my credit card and made sure he could see me when I bent over to retrieve it. I stood up and looked over and we locked eyes. Again he smiled.

And it was that look that gave me the courage to do something even more daring. I stopped pumping my gas when it hit $10. I decided I would stop at several more out of the way stores and pump a little gas at each one, hoping to be ogled like this again.

The next store was just as bright, of course, but this time I wasn’t as scared. I climbed out of my car and didn’t care if the coat covered me anymore. My hands were still shaking when I put the card in the slot, but I was no longer scared. I was excited. 

There were 4 cars and 1 truck at the adjacent pumps. I focused on the truck once I saw who was driving it. He was a big man, well built, probably another construction guy. I watched him as he climbed down from the truck and started to fill his tank, my mind willing him to look my way.

When he finally did, I quickly looked away, but I made sure I moved my legs around, pretending I was trying to keep warm. I even shook my butt a few times, hoping I kept his attention.

When I looked back over I was pleased to see I had his full attention. Somehow I managed to wave and he smiled and waved back, nodding his head at me.

I had momentary thoughts of jumping in his truck and ripping his cock out, but I let it remain a fantasy.

I finished pumping, gave him another wave and drove off to the next gas station, pre-cum leaking all over my tights.

I kept checking my mirror, hoping he followed me, but it never happened. The thoughts made me leak even more.

The next gas station didn’t do anything for me. Much to my disappointment, the people there were  seemingly uninterested in a man wearing tights in public. I was tempted to drop my card again, but I didn’t think it would change their opinion. Their loss.

My car was filled now and I began my trip to the smoke shop. I took off my coat, figuring I wouldn’t be getting out again. I was thinking so many dirty thoughts and scenarios the rest of the way that I thought my penis was going to explode inside my tights.

I made sure I passed every trucker on the left side, slowing down and letting them see my legs encased in those black tights. I was flattered to hear a couple drivers honk their horns as I drove by. I had a quick thought of pulling into one of those truck stops, but I was way too scared for that.

At one point I imagined being pulled over for speeding and having the cop tell me to pull off to a side road because it was too dangerous on the highway. More leakage as I fantasized about what he would do to me.

I finally arrived but I lost my breath when it appeared the drive thru window was closed! It said the store was open, but for some reason I didn’t see anyone at the window.

That meant I would have to go inside! I wasn’t sure I was ready for that. There were at least 10 cars in the lot, plus however many people who worked inside. The thought made my knees so weak I wasn’t even sure I could stand up, let alone walk.

I considered just turning around and going home, but what would I tell my wife when I returned without her cigarettes?

I didn’t have a choice, I had to go inside.

As I made the final turn into the lot I noticed a car pull up to the drive thru. I was relieved to see a hand come out of the window, telling me the drive thru was open! I didn’t have to go inside after all.

I was surprised I felt a little bit of disappointment as I pulled my car behind the first customer.

I waited my turn, pulled up to the window to place my order. The clerk was a young Native American. As he looked down and asked how he could help me I noticed his eyes get a little bigger as he discovered my secret. I looked him straight in the eyes and paced my order.

He quickly retrieved the cigarettes, came back and engaged me in some small talk, all the while checking out my legs. I was wondering if he could see my tiny penis from his vantage point.

I made sure I moved my legs around for him, even leaning way over to place the cartons on my passenger seat. I’m pretty sure most of my ass was exposed for him.

When two other cars pulled up behind me I considered putting the car in reverse and ramming them so I could stay at the window and flirt. But I didn’t.

My new admirer politely said goodbye and I drove away, again dreaming of what could have happened.

I made sure I played with every trucker on the drive back. I was pleased how many looked over as I passed them.

When I got home I found a note from my wife saying she had to go back into work and she would be late.

I raced into the bathroom, got out my favorite lube and pleasured myself as I recounted my very special day, already planning out my next trip.

Maybe I’ll see one of you out there someday!