"IT"S MY WEE-WEE AND I"LL FLASH IF I WANT TO" (Corrupted from Lesley Gore, 1963)
ïïïï I am what I am, and I make no apologies.
ïïïï I"m an exhibitionist. I became one at the age of 14, and I really have no idea why. Perhaps it was an over compensation for my family"s obsessive modesty ï no one was ever naked outside the bathroom.
ïïïï I started out exposing myself in front of my bedroom window ï which faced the street ï at 3:00 in the morning; but I soon discovered that it was more fun if there was at least a chance that someone might see me. So I would stand on a chair around sunrise and jack-off as the town woke up and our street came to life.
ïïïï Then, soon enough, I graduated to doing it in broad daylight after school if there was no one else at home.
ïïïï When I was 16, I got a weekend job with a great deal of responsibility. I could no longer just pick up and run off with my parents on weekend trips. So, whenever they felt the urge, they would simply pack up and leave for a couple of days ï or weeks ï leaving me home alone. (I was very trustworthy.)
ïïïï That"s when I started going outside naked in the middle of the night (when it was warm enough, that is). Little-by-little, I ventured out further and further away from the refuge of home.
ïïïï My nocturnal excursions eventually took me several blocks away. I jacked-off on the front lawn of every one of my friends and told them about it the next day. They never did believe me, though.
ïïïï And one time, I accidentally locked myself out of the house but didn"t discover it until I got home. I had to break in through a rear window and it took so long the sun was already coming up by the time I got back inside. That"s when I started taking a key.
ïïïï This practice went on for years ï all the way through university and beyond ï until travel became a major aspect of my livelihood. Never feeling quite comfortable enough to go strolling naked in a strange city, though, I reverted to jacking-off in front of my hotel room window â and still do!
ïïïï I always try to get a room where my window will be swept by headlights ï putting me in the "spotlight," so to speak, even if ever so briefly. I love watching my cock shadow crawl across the ceiling and walls behind me.
ïïïï Have I ever been caught? Yes! At least 6 times that I"m aware of, and probably many more. But I"ve never been busted.
ïïïï You see, with me, it"s not so much about actually BEING seen as it is the POSSIBILITY of being seen.
ïïïï Risk is the aphrodisiac I crave.
ïïïï I also get quite a thrill out of seeing the photos and videos of other guys exposing themselves in public. And, since you are visiting my profile, I guess you do, too.
ïïïï Thanks for coming!
ïïïï Short guys.ï Foreskin, low-hangers, and smooth, hairless bodies.ï Autofellatio.ï Sense of humor.ï Intelligent, witty liberals.ï Savoring sunsets while sipping Chardonnay with good friends.ï Absolute honesty.ï And other exhibitionists.
ïïïï Size queens.ï Ageists.ï Snobs.ï Phonies.ï Shallow, narrow-minded, judgemental, ostentatiously wealthy, self-righteous, overtly religious conservatives.ï Prudes and blue-noses.ï Unfair treatment of anyone.ï And football and basketball.
ïïïï Comedies, musicals, old classics, courtroom dramas.
ïïïï Travel, theatre, scuba diving, tennis (playing), baseball (watching), and, of course, exhibitionism!
ïïïï Show music, easy listening, light jazz, oldies from the sixties and early seventies.
ïïïï Light fiction, coming-of-age stories, espionage, mysteries.
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