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Subject: {ASSM} "Flirting with Exhibitionism and Incest" (8)
Date: Sun, 2 Jul 2000 19:10:07 -0400
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Greetings --
Here's a story that takes us back a lot further than the one I've been
relating regarding my nudity around my mom. This goes back to my love
of nudity at an early age, and my exposing myself around my cousin.
I've always been thrilled by simply being nude, but I guess there has
always been that extra element that made my nudity seem more enticing
when I was also exposing myself to others. For example, I remember as a
kid of eleven and twelve and then even older, having a cousin sleep over
from time to time. I was a compulsive nudist in my room during the
evenings, and even with my cousin around, I didn't make an exception.
Mind you, I was not and am not gay, but writing "Flirting with
Exhibitionism and Incest" has help me reflect on my past and put it in a
more clear and honest self-perspective. I now realize that even as a
kid, I got a charge out of being stark naked in front of somebody else.
The first couple of times my cousin slept over one summer, I waited
until we were going to hit the sack to strip, but as he spent more and
more nights over, I started stripping earlier and earlier. After
awhile, I was totally naked in front of him from the early evening until
the time we left my room the next morning. If I had to make a bathroom
run during the night, I'd make it just that: a run to the bathroom,
still nude. We both got a laugh out of my daredevil antics. Then, in
the wee hours, we also made forays into the kitchen for more snacks. I
remember making the kitchen trips in the nude too, and getting excited
at the prospect of getting caught, at being nude in front of my cousin,
at the whole element surrounding the idea of being totally nude in front
of somebody else.
As we both got a bit older, I showed my cousin some PLAYBOYS that I kept
hidden. We'd thumb through them and I saw his pajamas tent up. I on
the other hand, had no clothes to tent. My rock-hard erection was in
full-view, bobbing and throbbing with my excitement.
The older I got, the less hesistant I was to stroke away at my hard-ons,
even in his presence. He was younger by several years, and he was
amazed at my passion for masturbation (I discovered it and very quickly
grew addicted to it at a young age). I told him it felt fantastic. As
I got into my teens, my porno collection grew and I was able to
ejaculate. After awhile, it became a nightly ritual, even when my
cousin was around. In fact, he knew when it was time because I'd get
quiet, lay back on the bed and start stroking myself. Then he'd head
for the closet and pull out my latest stash of magazines and bring them
over to the bed and open them for me and turn the pages as I fondled
myself. I'd say "Go," and he'd turn the page to another picture spread,
and another and another. When we ran out, he'd grab another magazine
and do it again and again at my signal, until I shot all over myself, on
my stomach and thighs, or into a kleenex.
We stopped doing this when HE reached puberty. He didn't seem to be as
comfortable or open as I was. But it was good clean fun, as far as I
can remember it.
I tried to be nude and exposed in front of a couple of friends. One of
them got very antsy, I could tell. I think he thought I might be coming
on to him by being nude around him so much of the time. That wasn't the
case! I was literally just enjoying the comfort of being nude and the
rush of exposing myself. Another friend of mine used to hang out with
me and sometimes spend the night. Sometimes we'd sprawl out on the beds
or the floor playing a board game and of course, I'd be stark naked. He
didn't seem to care and just laughed about it. I laughed with him, but
at the same time, experiencing that special high that being nude in
front of someone else gave me.
I remember I used to like to lie on my stomach, on the carpeted floor,
or on the bed. This way, I could grind my phallus onto the floor and
make myself extremely hard. Then I had to concentrate to make myself go
down a little. When I finally rolled onto my side, I would be semi-hard
and thick. Neither one of us would mention it, but I'm sure my friend
noticed. Eventually, I would excuse myself and go to the bathroom and
masturbate.
Of course, the biggest thrill of those early days was with my very
accepting cousin, who actually helped me with my sessions by holding my
magazines and turning the pages. Pretty crazy, but innocent kid fun.
As always, thanks for listening, for the feedback and for your own
stories!
Good wishes. . .
Tony
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