On display

[cosycock]

I have been an exhibitionist for as long as I remember. As a young boy I was sent home in disgrace after showing a girl my willy in response to her boasts about something long forgotten. As a teenager, and before I’d even started masturbating, I would stand naked at my bedroom window, excited and confused by the tingling in my penis and butterflies in my stomach. And now I like to walk around at home at night with the lights on, hoping a neighbour will catch a glimpse and maybe be inspired to do the same for me.
Another childhood activity took place in the shed of two sisters who lived a few doors down from me. I’d send them out for a couple of minutes and when they returned they would find me naked and proceed to inspect me in great detail. I don’t think I was erect and there was nothing very sexual about it, but nonetheless I remember the thrill of being on display and the underlying desire to be caught and possibly punished.
I still love the idea of being inspected. Nowadays, however, it would be very sexual. In my fantasy the inspector is a smartly dressed woman, possibly a stranger, who takes her time to give me the full 360 tour as I stand exposed. I’m nervous but visibly excited, a trail of precum hangs glistening from my erection and my breath comes short and fast. Maybe she has a tape measure which she stretches from the tip of my penis to the edge of my tight balls, a look of slight approval on her face as she takes down the details in her notebook. Of course she takes plenty of photos with her phone and sends them to her friends, just to humiliate me a little more.
I ask her if I can touch myself. She agrees, then takes a seat to enjoy the performance. As I nervously move my hand up and down my shaft she holds my gaze, before breaking away to focus on my cock and balls as my stroking gets faster and fiercer. I let out a low moan and bend my knees as I feel the orgasm fast approaching, building from my balls through the base of my cock. I force myself to look at her as I finally cum, unleashing a spurt of semen across the floor in front of her. I gasp and turn away, suddenly fully aware of my nakedness and incredibly ashamed. Glancing at her, it’s hard to read her feelings. However, there seems to be a slight smile on her face. Her cheeks are flushed and now her tongue darts out to briefly lick her lips. Then she collects herself, picks up her bag and leaves without a word.

 

[Erosfan]

I have been an exhibitionist for as long as I remember. As a young boy I was sent home in disgrace after showing a girl my willy in response to her boasts about something long forgotten. As a teenager, and before I’d even started masturbating, I would stand naked at my bedroom window, excited and confused by the tingling in my penis and butterflies in my stomach. And now I like to walk around at home at night with the lights on, hoping a neighbour will catch a glimpse and maybe be inspired to do the same for me.
Another childhood activity took place in the shed of two sisters who lived a few doors down from me. I’d send them out for a couple of minutes and when they returned they would find me naked and proceed to inspect me in great detail. I don’t think I was erect and there was nothing very sexual about it, but nonetheless I remember the thrill of being on display and the underlying desire to be caught and possibly punished.
I still love the idea of being inspected. Nowadays, however, it would be very sexual. In my fantasy the inspector is a smartly dressed woman, possibly a stranger, who takes her time to give me the full 360 tour as I stand exposed. I’m nervous but visibly excited, a trail of precum hangs glistening from my erection and my breath comes short and fast. Maybe she has a tape measure which she stretches from the tip of my penis to the edge of my tight balls, a look of slight approval on her face as she takes down the details in her notebook. Of course she takes plenty of photos with her phone and sends them to her friends, just to humiliate me a little more.
I ask her if I can touch myself. She agrees, then takes a seat to enjoy the performance. As I nervously move my hand up and down my shaft she holds my gaze, before breaking away to focus on my cock and balls as my stroking gets faster and fiercer. I let out a low moan and bend my knees as I feel the orgasm fast approaching, building from my balls through the base of my cock. I force myself to look at her as I finally cum, unleashing a spurt of semen across the floor in front of her. I gasp and turn away, suddenly fully aware of my nakedness and incredibly ashamed. Glancing at her, it’s hard to read her feelings. However, there seems to be a slight smile on her face. Her cheeks are flushed and now her tongue darts out to briefly lick her lips. Then she collects herself, picks up her bag and leaves without a word.

"suddenly fully aware of my nakedness and incredibly ashamed"
This is how I felt after having an orgasm when I was much younger. I no longer have those feelings.
I used to want to be seen, like you and I would stand by windows as well.
Now, I love to be seen naked and hard but, only by an interested party. My wife enjoys me being naked at times and I love to be naked for her.

 

[RipRespon]

I totally get this.

As a pre pubescent I did everything I could to get girls to undress and to me naked in front of others. Once I stripped for a girl and "covered my eyes" while she was supposed to get undressed. My mom came up the stairs and I hide in the closet holding the door handle for dear life. She pulled it open and I'll never forget the shocked look on her face or the screech that came out of her mouth as she caught me bare ass naked.

At a girls Bday party, I was the only boy. I somehow convinced them to hold me down and take off my pants (I didn't struggle too hard). Her mom also caught us and I have to leave the party.

As an adult, My wife once strapped me to a St. Andrews Cross during S&M night at a club. I had on leather pants and she handed off the small whip to another chick but my leathers protected me from too much pain. The next thing I know my wife undoes my pants for the chick and pulls them and my underwear down past my knees so she can whip my bare ass. Of course my dick was super hard and my nakedness attracted all kinds of spectators and want-to-be participants. My wife encouraged several women and a few men to fondle and beat me. My ass got beat so bad I was bloody and had welts that made it comfortable to sit for a week, but being on display like that was a dream come true.