

For nearly two years (very infrequently off and on), I've tried to get a younger man (about 23-27) who rides to work on his bicycle through the cemetery to notice my peekaboo flashing (see thru, hole-riddled and mesh clothes). He's not ever really taken the bait and generally turns his head or avert his eyes - if we're too close - so that he can't be 'accused' of looking. I am pretty positive he knows what I'm up to ... a few times a month I make a sudden appearance on his route - sometimes with my zipper down or sometimes with a pair of mesh shorts with my shirt tucked in just for him to see my pale cock wiggle from side-to-side as walk by him.
If he were so disgusted or fearful (of being stalked), he could easily find another path to his work (I think he's working at a small commercial airport not too far away) because I meet him usually (once a week or so) around 7:00am and he returns about home the same route in mid-afternoon. Wednesday are his day off so he works on Saturdays as well.Things have gotten more daring on my part this month. A couple of times recently I've gotten more bold.. like this morning. From the road, he would see me something like this (photo attached). I realize it's very tame by comparison (to other's extreme flashing - but HEY!.. we are NOT all made/built the same, right?)

I'mstanding in a pathway between grave plots about 7 meters from the main road that runs through the cemetery. It's a straight wide (private) road with no thru vehicle traffic - so I only have to be careful about pedestrians and bicyclists going east/west.
{Pic at right is one of this blog's author.}
Before taking up my position just off the road, I scout out down the road to see if he's approaching and then take up my position (like the photo). I'm turned a bit to the left but I can him clearly when I look to my right. I've done this before but never pulled my pants all the way down until recently. Earlier I was taking a piss (or pretending too).
So twice recently.. when I knew nobody else was approaching either direction .. I've pulled down my pants and starting jerking my cock (not hard in this 'staged' recreation of the scene).
There should be no doubt that he can see me in this peripheral vision but he's TOO damned chicken or just not going to give me the pleasure knowing he's looking. He's smart - not a smart-alec and he's not looking for a confrontation but he's not looking to see 'dick' if he can help it either.





















































































































