My name’s Simon. I have short red hair, green eyes, pale skin, an athletic but slim build, and when I was 25, I did something that I never thought I would do in my life.  

I was two months into my new job as a mall security officer, and I was trusted one Saturday night to be left to be the last out. I was checking the arcade and game area I became unusually aroused by the sight of the ball pit. I could feel my cock bulging in my pants, I didn’t know what it was but at that moment I liked the feeling that had came over me. Looking around the area for anyone that might still be around, I quickly undressed, freeing my erection that had been pushed hard against its fabric trap. I wrapped my hand around my length, slowly stroking myself as I walked to and stepped into the ball pit. All of the colours surrounded me as I sat in the shallow end of the pit, my cock harder than in had been when I was with my ex.    

I spat twice on my hand and continued my perverted masturbation session, my entire body was on fire as I picked up the pace, the wet sound of my hand stroking my cock was cancelled out by the chaotic movement of the plastic spheres. I took a hold of the first ball my free hand came in contact with, a bright blue one, and raised it to my soft, moaning, lips.