First Time For Everything

I was always an exhibitionist. From as far back as I can remember I liked being naked in front of people and outdoors. I also love being watched while I jerk off. I’ve been caught jerking off many times, sometimes by accident, sometimes planned. My two brothers and my dad have caught me (and vice versa) so many times over the years it’s just normal. More about those experiences some other time, maybe.

The first time I was caught jerking off by anyone outside the family was when I was 13 or 14. I was such a horny teen that I was completely naked in dad’s vegetable garden screwing a melon. A new neighbor couple had silently walked up to admire the garden. I don’t know who was more surprised, them or me. I came in the melon while they stared in shock before turning away. They always had big smiles for me after that.

My first nude beach experience was fun too. Our family had gone to the east coast, to a house we share with another family for two weeks every summer. The summer I turned 16 was no different except that my older brother Steve was now driving. One day I made him drive us to a beach that allowed nude sunbathing. I stripped as soon as we hit the sand, before the clothing optional section. A few people nearby looked at me, which excited me. After walking for about ten minutes, we laid out our towels and Steve stripped too. Within a couple of minutes a great looking guy about Steve’s age walked by. He said hi, and stripped and sat down with us. I couldn’t take my eyes off his fat cock, and he noticed. I tested the situation by giving my dick some casual tugs. Our new friend said hey, let’s go for it, so we did. He and I openly stroked even as people walked along down by the water’s edge. Steve said to cool it, but our friend and I didn’t stop until we shot our loads. It was exhilarating. 

The first time I met my boyfriend Collin was on the first day of a drawing class in my Junior year of college. I noticed how hot he was, so I sat next to him. He had on cutoff sweat pants and was clearly freeballing. It was an evening class from 7 to 9, and when class ended, it was getting dark and and the hot desert air was cooling off. We hung out in front of the Arts building talking, and began making out on a bench, just kissing at first. Eventually we were straddling the bench facing each other, cocks out, giving each other hand jobs. It was heaven. Every so often a car would pass, but I quickly learned Collin was an exhibitionist like me and didn’t care. We came all over each other’s clothes. And it’s been an adventure ever since.