Tales of Exhibitionism

Lots of stories here are about guys in their teens and early teens who found j/o buddies at that age and wow — how I wish that had happened to me. It certainly didn’t occur to me as that age to masturbate with a friend, and I can’t remember any of my friends ever bringing up masturbation except as a generic comment.

In my case, it wasn’t until my 30s that I discovered the pleasure of j/o with a guy. Once I did I would post on Craigslist looking formutual masturbation and ended up in a number of one-time meet & beat sessions. I also had a luck to find a j/o bud. We met up several times; I’ve posted that story here too.

After several mutual j/o meet-ups with various guys I realized that it would be easier — than figuring out over email if we would hit it off naked — for me just to j/o for someone who wanted to watch. And that’s how I got into exhibitionism.

So I started posted for guys who wanted to watch me put on a j/o show for them, culminating in my climax. Surprisingly, I got plenty of takers. Or maybe it’s not surprising, given that this sort of offer is pretty rare, and a lot of guys truly want to find out more about how guys get off. While most replies came from self-identified gay men, I also got a number of curious and bi guys too. They were always my first choice. First, they were much less likely to come on to me, and second, our spirits were more kindred.

I’ve shown off for a few dozen guys, almost all singles, and can’t even remember them all. For me, the fun was in getting naked for a stranger, getting hard, and stroking away until the end while being watched. There’s something about my personality that, in addition to liking exhibitionism, also gets a huge rush out of yielding my most private moments to someone who wanted to watch. The opposite of my high school self!

Some guys were into the emotive side: a couple of them actually told me they wanted to watch my eyes when I reached orgasm. Others just wanted to see me cum. Didn’t matter, I enjoyed it all.

Usually this was in a hotel room when I was on business. When the person responding was almost at yes, I would assure him that I could put him at ease right away because it was so much fun for me.

And it’s true—I could make my visiting voyeurs relaxed in minutes. First, a little bit of small talk about whatever. Then I’d say, “Is it OK if I start undressing now?” Of course they said yes. And by stripping down to underwear like the one in my avatar, theywould relax because, I think, since the visitor was still dressed he felt more in control, while I was nearly naked in underwear that hid nothing, making myself vulnerable. There was nothing up my sleeve since I was wearing nosleeves. Or pants. Or socks.

The interesting thing to me, and if you’re kinda shy too then this will interest you, was that in ordinary life I always have a hardtime at making strangers feel at ease. I enjoy cocktail parties, but my conversation is stilted or overly formal. Sometimes I have to think twice to make sure what I’m about to say doesn’t come out too awkward. When talking to someone who can keep theconversation going on his/her own, I’m always relieved.

But get me nearly naked, and I don’t need anyone’s help. I’m running the show, and I love being the center of erotic attention.

Here are a few examples of my exhibiting.

One guy was around 30, crazy tall, like 6’4”, fit, dark hair. Had a girlfriend. I tried on different pairs of my skimpy underwear for him, and we talked about his girlfriend (her favorite position was doggy, as was his). Then when I was ready to stroke away he asked me to put on a particular pair of uw. Fully hard, I didn’t fully fit in them (kinda fun that way), and he offered to help me out. I accepted, and let him finish me off. As he was leaving, he turned to me and said, “I’m going to think about this when I fuck mygirlfriend tonight.” I smiled at the thought of him bumping her ass while thinking of stroking me.

Another time a guy turned up who had a boyfriend, and he didn’t seem particularly interested in underwear, so I asked why he wanted to watch. “Because your ad said you weren’t looking for sex,” he told me, and he was exactly right. I liked that, because I knew that he wanted the show and not more. So I modeled my uw for him, and when I put on one bikini brief, he got excited. That’s because it had a horizontal fly (made by HOM, a Sport model, for you undie fetishists out there). He said that his bf had arranged a 3some for him for his birthday, and the hot third guy had worn the same thing. “Would you let me suck you while you’re wearing it?” He was such a nice guy … so I let him. He didn’t want me to cum in his mouth, but on his chest … a wonderfulevening was had by both!

Once I posted and ended up with two guys coming over, both having replied separately, and none of us knew each other. One guy was about 5’7”, in his early 30s, skinny, compact, quiet. He arrived first, and had mentioned that he wanted to j/o too. We decided to get down to our uw while waiting for the third guy. Soon he arrived, and I answered the door in my briefs and invited him in. He was a cute late-20s blond, almost 6’, with a little meat on his bones, fit but neither slim nor with a belly.

He got down to his boxers, and the first guy and I got naked and hard. The two of us were about the same size, six inches. Then the blond slides down his boxers, and he’s boned and big. A pleasant eyeful at well over seven inches. The first guy goes over and helps himself to the blond, who’s lying on his back, stroking the biggest dick in the room, until the big blond splooges on his belly. Then the first guy explodes all over the blond, leaving him a massive mess. Next it’s my turn and my exhibitionism kicks in. I kneel on the next bed, facing them, putting on a show for the others. I stroke my cock at full steam, already incredibly aroused by watching the two of them cum. It doesn’t take long and I lose my load while they watch. And I’m in heaven.

Another time I had a married couple come over. To be honest, they weren’t terribly attractive. (Yeah, kinda mean, but when you’ve promised them an erection, it helps if they’re a little easy on the eyes … thank goodness for porn.) The wife had arranged it, and I could tell the husband didn’t know what he was getting into. Luckily he was pretty passive. She ended up getting naked—even before me I did! a first!—kneeled in front of him and unzipped his pants to blow him. I was sitting in a chair facing them, and she wiggled her ass at me as she sucked him.

Amazingly, her husband even tossed her bra and thong to me … so I could rub them on my cock while he watched. After she finished him, I asked her to stroke me off, which she happily did. Again, as her husband watched.

Then there was the total voyeur. He had a sweet apartment and liked to do nothing but watch me strip, change uw, and stroke for him. Actually, he stroked me as often as not. He was gay but totally respectful, and good at conversation too. We met up several times. I’d undress right away, he’d stay dressed, and we’d talk about all sorts of things: cars, jobs, real estate, all while I was naked and usually quite hard too. Because he always respected my boundaries, we got to the point that I was so comfortable with him that I asked him to take me to his bedroom so I could lay back while he stroked me tomcompletion, a request he happily fulfilled.