Exhibitionism '70
by Julius De Armond


INTRODUCTION 

Deviant sex behavior is a frequent method of escape, carried out under the 
combined impetus of the libido (love of life), habit, sexual drive, and 
unconscious wishes. Exhibitionism, homosexuality, and so-called abnormal 
heterosexual experiences are all various ways of escaping reality, which the 
psychoneurotic person cannot face. 

These compulsive acts, some first expressed during childhood, bear 
connotations of punishment. If a child or man derives pleasure from 
something, he feels he must pay for it according to his code of ethics -- 
the "pain-pleasure principle" (Freud). For example, the adult exhibitionist 
feels he must pay for the pleasure derived in the act and unconsciously 
seeks punishment, for then he satisfies his moral code. 

Sexually deviant persons invariably see to it that they bring themselves to 
a position where they are going to become involved with the authorities. 
Subconsciously, they want to be apprehended. Helped out of the sexual trap 
in which they have become ensnared. 

As a psychosexual researcher and consultant, I am frequently retained by 
attorneys and families to analyze various sexually motivated cases in the 
hope that my conclusions and findings may possibly aid in their defenses. As 
a result, I have at my disposal many case histories that should be 
enlightening both to the layman and, hopefully, the experienced 
investigator. 

The subject at hand, exhibitionism, is chronicled frankly and in depth. It 
is objectively presented in the words of the persons involved as accurately 
as possible. 

It is not the purpose of this book to condone, nor reject, any specified 
sexual outlet or practice. It is hoped, however, that some insight may be 
gained into this unusual, though common, sexual aberration. 

-The Author 

 NEAL COMMUNES WITH NATURE 

Most people journey to the parks of our cities to enjoy the open sky, the 
great expanses of green, fertile grass, and the wonderful sense of freedom 
from the monotony and contamination of the city. As a confirmed and active 
exhibitionist of fifteen years standing, my purpose is always, of course, 
entirely different. I am there for the sole purpose of achieving sexual 
release and satisfaction! 

My methods are not complex, by any means, though they might be considered a 
bit unorthodox. I get my kicks from exhibiting my prick and my balls to 
young girls! Does this shock you? If it does, think back in your life and 
tell yourself honestly that you have never had the desire to show yourself 
to the opposite sex. I've talked to a lot of my friends about this, and many 
of them admit that they did indeed, at some time or other in their lives, 
have the desire to exhibit themselves! I'm not trying to rationalize my 
behavior. I know I go beyond the normal or accepted behavioral patterns, but 
if you will think back to that moment in your life when you had this very 
same urge, you may be able to somewhat understand my actions. 

One of the most enjoyable experiences I ever had in a park happened about a 
year ago. It was a pleasant, warm summer day and I decided I would walk to 
the small swimming pool that was available in this particular park. I knew 
that the kids all played around the pool and that I could certainly find a 
situation that I could take advantage of. 

As I had hoped, there were a great many kids, boys and girls, playing in the 
area of the pool. Adjacent to the pool stood a large rotunda, a building 
much like the Romans had erected, without side walls, just pillars. At each 
end of this structure was a rest room, the women's at one end and the men's 
at the other. I noticed immediately that many of the kids were playing on 
the marble floor of the building. I also knew, having been there before, 
that there was a grating over each rest room serving as a vent, and that you 
could look down through the opening and see into the room. You couldn't see 
the toilets or urinals, but you could see into the main part of the room. 

I stood and watched the kids playing for a while and began to get very 
excited. There were some girls in the group that appeared to be about twelve 
years old, and man, that's just my stuff! I watched them long enough for 
them to notice me. Then I went down into the rest room. 

There were only about four stalls in the toilet and two urinals, all empty. 
I went into one of the stalls, dropped my pants, and started to play with my 
half-hard dick. In no time at all it got as stiff as a pop bottle. Pulling 
up my pants, I walked out to the middle of the room. 

I had my dick and balls out ready to start my performance when I heard 
someone coming down the stairs. I quickly moved over to one of the urinals 
and stood as if I were taking a piss. 

A beautiful lad about thirteen walked up to the other urinal and started 
taking a leak. I glanced over to see what his meat looked like and was I 
ever surprised! It was damned near as big as mine! Must have been five 
inches long, with a big head on it. It was a beaut! 

When I saw it, I let my hand fall off my large, hard rod and said, "Hi." 

He looked over, as if noticing me for the first time, and said. "Hello." 
Then his eyes immediately went down to my crotch. I could see them open wide 
when he saw my stiff prick. 

He just stood there looking at my cock, with his still in his hand. I 
quickly asked him, "What do you think of mine?" 

While he was stuttering for an answer, I noticed his young cock growing in 
size and he finally managed to say, "Golly, it's sure big. It's even 
bigger'n my dad's!" 

"How big does yours get when it's hard?" I queried. 

"Oh, it gets pretty big. But not as big as yours." 

"Why don't you show me? I won't tell anybody." I really surprised myself 
when I said that, because I've always been strictly for the girls. I think 
it was because he was such a handsome kid and he had such a big dick for his 
age. Anyway, he started to jack it off to make it hard, and I started on 
myself. 

"Why don't you let me see how big your balls are? I'll show you mine." With 
that, I lifted out my hot balls and let them drop out of my pants. 

He did the same and again I was surprised. His balls were as big as mine, at 
least! I couldn't contain myself any longer and I reached out and lifted his 
balls in my hand. He jumped when my hand touched him, but he didn't indicate 
that he wanted me to stop, so I continued to fondle those soft, semen-filled 
orbs. 

His cock grew rapidly to its fully erected state and it looked so sexy I 
grabbed hold of it and started jacking it myself. He didn't object, he just 
uttered a little cry and dropped his hand. I grabbed his hand and put it on 
my throbbing prick and he started jacking it without any encouragement. 

His sperm erupted almost immediately and it was some load! I squeezed his 
cock a few more times with my dripping hand and then released it. 

He had dropped his hand off my dick when he came, so I didn't get off, but 
that didn't worry me because I still had my show to put on for the girls. 

After it was over, we both seemed to be embarrassed. He just wiped off with 
some toilet paper, dropped his cock back into his pants, and left. I cleaned 
off my hand and prepared myself for my exhibit, feeling very fortunate that 
someone hadn't entered the rest room and caught us in the act. I probably 
wouldn't have done anything else if I had gotten my kicks, but I was 
hotter'n hell by this time! 

I moved to the center of the room, under the vent again, and stood there 
with my prick and balls hanging out of my pants. Looking up, I couldn't 
believe what I saw! Standing right over the grate was a girl and I could 
look right up her dress, I mean I could see all the way up. She had panties 
on, but they were so thin I could see her slit and ass and everything! I 
started jacking off while I looked at this terrific sight and just about 
shot my come when a second girl appeared and stood next to the first. 

I decided it was their turn then, so I coughed a few times to attract their 
attention. It worked as usual, and they looked down through the grate at me. 
I acted like I didn't know they were looking and began to jack off slowly 
with one hand while lifting up my balls with the other as if I were 
inspecting them. I wanted to be sure they saw the whole works. 

Naturally they were astonished by what they saw. Then of course they started 
to giggle. This always turns me on and, at this point, I really have to 
control myself to keep from coming. 

They squatted down to get a better look at me, and man, did I get a view 
when they did that! Their ass cheeks spread apart and caused the thin 
material of their panties to stretch, so I was afforded a pretty clear view 
of two young, ripe pussies! I could only throw quick, furtive glances at 
them, however, because I didn't want them to know that I saw them. 

I could hear them making all kinds of remarks like, "What is he doing?" 

"Look at his big weenie!" and "Gee, I never saw one that big!" Things like 
that. It always gets me going when I can hear the girls' comments and I 
started pumping my prick like crazy. I stopped abruptly, though, when one of 
them called to another girl to come over and see the sights. The more girls 
I have watching me, the better. It always gives me more satisfaction for 
some reason. 

I heard the third girl step onto the grating and they all started chattering 
about the naked man they were watching. 

Still gripping my throbbing prick, I peeked up and boy, that did it! I found 
myself looking right into a wide open, naked cunt and asshole! She didn't 
have a thread of pants on. When I saw that, I just stared at those pink, 
furry, tucked-in sex lips and shot my cream halfway across the room! 

After my sperm stopped squirting out, I just stood there dizzily. I could 
barely hear their startled comments about the scene they had just witnessed. 

As always, a sense of shame came over me and I ducked into one of the toilet 
booths to clean off the dripping mess from my hand and dick. I realized that 
I had to go up those stairs and come face to face with those girls, and that 
really upset me no end. But I'd been through similar circumstances so many 
times that I just gritted my teeth and went through with it. 

Sure enough, when I reached the top of the stairs, there were the three 
girls, plus the boy that had been with me earlier, standing by the entrance! 
I started to rush past them, but one of the girls asked, "Hey, mister. What 
were you doing down there?" That embarrassed me all the more, and as I 
started walking away she added, "Don't leave, mister. We want to ask you 
some things." They all uttered their agreement with her statement, so I 
stopped, curious as to what they were up to. 

I knew that they hadn't seen what the boy and I had done down there, and 
that he hadn't yet had the opportunity to tell them, so I was anxious to 
find out what they had on their young minds. After all, as far as they were 
concerned, I didn't know they had seen me. In all innocence, I asked, "What 
do you kids want?" 

Two of the girls were about twelve years old, and the third about eleven. 
They were cute young things and pretty well developed. One of the older 
girls answered me, "Well ... we could see you down there and we wondered 
what you were doin' to yourself." With that, they all giggled and looked 
embarrassed. I don't know who was more embarrassed, the kids or me! 

There was a small strip of grassy area across a road from the pool and I 
suggested we go over there and talk so no one would hear us. Because an 
adult talking to kids of their tender years is always suspect, I figured if 
we all sat over there on the grass, we wouldn't be quite so obvious. 

After we got over there, we all sat on the grass next to some thick bushes 
which lined the perimeter of the park. The kids sat in front of me and I sat 
there feeling like an instructor or something. Of course, not too many 
instructors or teachers have students sitting in front of them with their 
dresses halfway up to their ass, and with one girl showing her partially 
covered pussy! The boy was also with us and his pants were beginning to 
bulge at the crotch. I got a little embarrassed again for some reason. 

"Okay, what is it you wanted to talk to me about?" I asked nervously. 

The girl that had talked to me at the building spoke up and said, "Like I 
was telling you, we were watching you through the vent and we saw what you 
were doing. We'd like to know what it was." 

I didn't know how to begin, so I thought I'd put things on a more friendly 
basis. "My name is Neal, what're your names?" 

The same girl answered first. "My name's Judy and this is Ann," she said, 
pointing to the other girl her age. 

"My name's Mina," the eleven-year-old girl said eagerly. "And this is my 
brother Ken." The boy blushed as she pointed to him. 

I felt a little more relaxed, now that we at least knew each other's names. 
Then I began to worry about these young people telling someone about my 
actions. I've never really made it a point to communicate with my viewers. 
I've just been satisfied to expose myself, get my kicks over their reaction, 
and let it go at that. I must admit, though, that the prospect of what I 
realized was about to happen now, an opportunity to exhibit myself again, 
was exciting. 

Feeling more like a teacher than ever, I said, "All right, now that we know 
each other, let's get something straight. I'll tell you a lot of things, but 
I'm afraid one of you will tell someone about me, and I could get into a lot 
of trouble if that happened." 

"Listen, mister . . . uh, I mean Neal. We promise we won't tell anybody," 
the girl named Ann said, seriously. "We do a lot of things that we don't 
tell anyone about, really!" 

"Yeah," interrupted Mina. "You should know what they do with my brother." 

"Shut up, you little squealer," Judy said in a threatening voice. "You 
promised you wouldn't tell anybody about that. You know what'll happen to 
you if you do!" 

"Gee, I thought we could tell Neal anything. He's goin' to tell us a lot of 
things. And we saw what he did down there." 

"That's what we want to know about," Judy said. "Maybe we'll tell him some 
things after he talks to us about what he was doing." 

Then, looking at me, she said, "Come on, Neal. You said you'd tell us." 

"Well ... ok, I'll tell you," I said, hesitating a bit. "What I was doing is 
called 'jacking off.' Haven't you kids ever seen a guy do that before?" 

Judy shook her head no and Ann said, "I think I saw a man do that once when 
I was little. I don't remember much about it, though." 

"I have, I have," Mina said, excitedly. "I watched Ken lots of times, and 
sometimes I. . ." 

"Shut your mouth, Mina," Ken demanded. "Just keep your mouth shut!" 

"Come on now," I said calmly. "There's no need to be acting this way. We can 
tell each other everything, as long as we all promise not to tell anyone 
else. 

"Now, like I was saying, it's called jacking off and all guys do it. It 
feels real good. When a guy gets old enough he can shoot sperm, and that 
really feels good!" 

By this time I was getting a fine hard-on and feeling the urge to show 
myself. I didn't try to hide the bulge in my crotch and I could see the 
girls looking at the tentlike rise of my pants. 

Sensing their interest, I took the initiative and asked, "Would you like to 
see it?" 

They all said yes enthusiastically, including Ken, and I was beside myself 
with excitement. My dick felt like it was going to break from the pressure 
of pushing against my pants! 

I realized that we couldn't do anything there, so I asked them if there was 
some place we could go where no one could see us. 

"Yeah," answered Ken. "On the other side of those bushes there's an old 
cemetery that the kids play in. They're going to make it a part of the park. 
There's a lot of big holes and caves there." 

It sounded perfect, so I said, "Okay, let's go." 

We found a large hole that had a fairly level floor in it and we all climbed 
down. I went first and made it a point to help the pantyless girl, Ann, 
down. I reached up and grabbed her by the thighs and as she climbed down, 
her dress slipped up and her bare pussy was inches from my face. Just before 
I let her feet touch the ground, I managed to reach behind her and let her 
naked ass cheeks slip through my fingers. I thought I was going to shoot my 
load right then! 

After we got into the excavation, we discovered we had room enough for all 
of us to sit down. I got on my knees and prepared to start my show. 

Still feeling a little concerned about getting caught, I said, "Now, you all 
promise not to tell about this, don't you? I'm being pretty nice to you 
showing you these things, and I'm really taking a chance." And then, getting 
a great idea, I added, "Let's all take our pants down and then well all be 
doing something!" 

They giggled and tittered and unanimously agreed. Ken, surprisingly enough, 
took the lead. He had his pants down and his rigid cock in the air before 
anyone else even had their clothes undone. 

After I got my pants down and my prick free, I looked over at the others. 
What a sight I had! I could see the opened lips of Judy's and Ann's sex 
holes, while little Mina was rubbing her cleft like crazy! I automatically 
clasped my prick in my hand and started moving up and down slowly. The girls 
were sitting with their knees up, so I really had a view! 

Their eyes were glued to my big cock and balls and that made my hand work 
faster. Ken was looking at the cunts, too, jacking off like mad! That's when 
I got this idea. 

Remembering the remark that Mina had made earlier about Ken and the girls 
doing things, I asked, "Do you girls ever fuck?" 

There was a bit of hesitation, but finally Judy said, "Sure, we've fooled 
around." Then she added, "You sure have a big one. Can you get that into a 
girl?" 

"Sure, mine's just a normal dick. It could go into your hole, or most 
girls'. A girl's hole can take quite a bit because it expands. Just 
remember, a baby will come out of there someday, if and when you let 
yourself get pregnant. The way Mina was talking, you girls have done things 
with Ken, is that right?" 

The girls were at an age where they could get turned on pretty strongly, and 
it was obvious that this was happening. They were all rubbing their cunts at 
this point, and as a result they answered me honestly. 

"Yeah, we've fooled around, but his thing isn't as big as yours!" Ann said. 

"Ill tell you what," I said. "Let me rub the head of my prick on your hole. 
I won't put it in, I'll just rub it on the outside, okay?" 

I scooted over to her and she didn't move an inch! Grabbing hold of my hard 
cock, I started rubbing the head of it up and down her hole. In fact, I had 
half of the head in her hole and I could feel her hot inner lips caressing 
the tip of my cock! 

It really took all my control not to let my cock erupt. Her lips were so wet 
and slimy that I started to push in a little farther, but I stopped when she 
seemed to feel a little pain. I wanted to ram it right in up to the hilt, 
but I cooled it because I had another plan in mind. 

Abruptly, I pulled away, but I could see the dissatisfaction on Ann's face. 
"I'd like to see Ken fuck you all the way," I said quickly. "And after that 
I'll let you watch me shoot my sperm, okay?" 

"I guess so," Ann panted. "But let's do something." 

I told Ken to get on his knees in front of Ann. After he was in position, I 
pulled his hand off his prick and grabbed it myself. It was swollen much 
bigger than it had been in the rest room, and his balls were up tight. 

The other kids were grouped around us, watching everything and playing with 
themselves. The little squirt, Mina, was sitting back on her heels and 
rubbing herself rapidly, first with one hand and then the other. Judy was 
fingering her hairy ring slowly but surely, and every once in awhile she'd 
reach out with her other hand and caress Ken's balls. 

"Do you girls know how to get a guy ready to stick his dick into your hole 
so it won't hurt too much?" I asked. Getting no answer, I then said, "Okay, 
I'll show you. I don't usually do things like this, but I know you want to 
know everything, so I'll show you." 

Still holding Ken's prick, I got on my knees and bent over his young 
manhood. I ran my tongue around the head of it a little bit, and then I 
sucked in his whole pulsating pecker. I moved my mouth up and down a few 
times, then released him. I made it a point to get that dong as wet as 
possible, and as I slipped my mouth off it, Ken groaned. 

"That's the way," I said, gasping for air. "Get it nice and slippery so 
it'll slide in easy into your pussy." 

While I was doing all of this, Mina watched briefly, and then moved over to 
me and started to play with my prick. She ran her hot hand over every inch 
of it. I was so carried away with the situation and with what I was doing 
that I didn't realize what she was up to. After I lifted my head off Ken's 
tool, I looked down between my legs and realized that Mina had learned her 
lesson well. She was sucking my prick like an expert! 

Judy, of course, had been watching the whole panorama of sexual activities 
and was working her finger into herself like a piston. 

I had been hot to begin with, and now, with Mina sucking on my cock, I could 
hardly stand it! I leaped over to Judy, hurting my dick as I pulled it out 
of Mina's mouth, and pushed Judy to the ground. I had my cock in her in 
nothing flat! It was a good thing she wasn't a virgin. I didn't really care 
at the time. I was too far gone! 

She whimpered, gasped, and sighed as we arrived at our orgasms together. As 
if in a dream, I could hear Ann and Ken going through the same exciting 
enjoyment. Then, for a few moments, it was quiet. 

I lifted myself out of Judy and sat on the ground. My dick was still about 
half hard. I was so turned on and bothered that I was still ready to go! Ann 
and Ken also sat up, looking all flushed and satisfied. 

My idea had been to watch the two of them fuck, but I hadn't counted on Mina 
going down on me and lighting my fuse. Judy was sure a good piece, and as I 
looked over to her she lifted to a sitting position, looking a little 
embarrassed. Mina was just sitting there with her eyes like bottle caps 
after seeing, no doubt, the wildest scene she had ever experienced. 

I stood up, saying I wanted to be sure no one was coming, and moved right in 
front of Mina. My half-hard dick was right in front of her face as I scanned 
the area surrounding the dugout we were in. Before I knew it, she had her 
mouth over my penis and was sucking again! 

At the same time, Ann grabbed me by the balls and said, "Hey, Neal. You said 
if we did it together you'd shoot for us. Come on and show us." 

My audience was calling, so, carefully this time, I slid my cock out of 
Mina's mouth and resumed a kneeling position. 

"All right," I said. "Here we go." Then I commenced jacking off. I didn't 
need any more inspiration than I had. Three pink, wet cunts and one 
hardening young cock. 

I began jacking my cock in earnest, and I was in my glory. I had an audience 
of three young girls and one boy! In no time I could feel my sperm begin to 
travel. It felt as if a marble was attached to a string, and it was being 
pulled from my balls out through my cock. And boy, when it came out, it 
really came! I spurted right onto Ann's belly, all the way across the cavity 
we were sitting in! 

After that we all tried to put ourselves in order. The girls put their 
panties on and we boys flipped our dicks into our pants. Then we climbed out 
of our lair of sex. I was very fortunate in the fact that no one saw me in 
that cemetery with those kids! 

I never saw them after that day, mainly because I don't think it's wise to 
have this type of activity with the same persons more than once. I will say 
this, however. That was one of the most exciting and fulfilling afternoons I 
have ever experienced in my years of exhibitionism. I think of that day 
quite often. 

THAD IN HIS NATURAL HABITAT 

The knock on my front door startled me! I had been in the middle of 
exhibiting myself to two young ladies when it had sounded. 

Earlier, I had gone into my bathroom to brush my teeth. I have never been 
one to pull the blinds on my windows, especially when the window overlooks 
an alley, such as mine does. Since it was evening, and dark outside, I had 
the light on. I have also never been one to wear any clothes when at home, 
so anyone in the alley would have a pretty good view of my naked body. 

I was brushing away, madly, when I suddenly heard some giggling. Without 
turning my head, I glanced out the window. I could barely make out two forms 
across the alley. Then I heard the giggling again. I was curious as hell, so 
I finished doing my teeth and turned out the light. 

As soon as the light was out, I leaped to the window just in time to spot 
two young female figures walking away. I jumped to the light and turned it 
back on, hoping I was in time. I was, because I could hear the murmur of 
their voices, and when I got back to the sink I could see them back in 
position. 

My dick got hard right away, and I started jacking it slowly but firmly. It 
always feels good to grab it real tight and work up and down slowly, at the 
start. I walked to the center of the small room and positioned myself with 
my side facing the window. Since I am left-handed, I always make sure that 
my right side faces my viewers, because my left hand covers part of my cock 
and I want them to see all they can! 

By this time I was really beating my dick fast. In fact, it was getting red 
from the friction. I could hear all kinds of sounds coming from the girls in 
the alley, and I wished so very much that I could hear what they were 
saying. 

I was just getting close to popping off when that lousy knocking started on 
my door! 

I stopped jacking off and started lifting my balls up and down for show, 
hoping the noise at my door would stop. It didn't, so I went to the door, my 
stiff cock swaying with each step. 

Upon opening the door, I was pleasantly surprised to see two pretty 
"Lolitas" about twelve years old. One had shoulder-length, auburn hair, 
while the other girl's hair was fairly short-cropped and flaming red. They 
both had interesting figures, partially concealed by their mini-skirts and 
opaque blouses. 

As soon as I saw them, I set in motion a little charade I had practiced many 
times. I get up next to the door, right to the open edge so I can look out, 
but I also push my hips forward so that the head of my cock peeks out with 
me! It always appears that I'm trying to conceal myself and that my dick has 
slipped into view without my knowing it! 

"Hi," I said, nonchalantly. "What do you girls want?" 

"Hello, sir," the auburn-haired one said. "You don't know us, but we know 
you are a teacher at the junior high school and ..." 

At that point her eyes had dropped to the crimson head of my cock looking up 
at her, and I could see the blush rise from her neck all the way up to her 
forehead. The other girl was experiencing the same reaction. 

I noticed that they weren't always looking down at my prick, but also into 
my apartment. I didn't know it at the time, but they could see me completely 
in a mirror on the wall. They weren't only looking at my dick, they were 
also looking at my ass and my nude back! 

"We wondered," she finally continued, "if you would buy some Girl Scout 
cookies from us?" 

The redhead lifted her eyes from my cock head and added, "They're only one 
dollar!" After saying this, her eyes immediately dropped back to my dick, as 
if she didn't want to miss a chance to look at it. 

I pushed my hips out even farther so that almost all of my prick now 
appeared to them and then I said, "If I have the change, I'll buy some from 
you. Let me go look." Their eyes devoured every inch of it! 

I left the door open about four inches and walked back into the apartment, 
passing directly in front of the opening. They could see my ass and whole 
naked body through the door. I decided to give them a show as long as they 
were willing to watch. 

I stopped at a chair where I had thrown my pants and turned sideways so they 
could get a full view of my cock and balls. As I pretended to search through 
my pants for the money, I grabbed my cock and started jacking off again. I 
was so far gone that I decided to let 'er rip. I let my pants go, stood up, 
and started beating my meat furiously. I could feel my balls bouncing 
against my legs as I whipped away on my hard meat. I was doing my thing and 
I was in my glory, ready to trip out! 

Suddenly I heard the door slam shut! I whipped my head around to see what 
had happened, but I wasn't prepared for the shock of what I saw! The two 
girls were now standing in my apartment. In front of the closed door! 

I just stood there a few seconds with my dick in my hand, hardly believing 
what I was seeing. They appeared to be a little nervous and embarrassed, but 
there they were, staring at me! 

I immediately released my prick, letting it spring up toward my belly. 
"What's happening?" I asked, astonished at the situation. 

"Gee," answered the redhead, "we wanted to . . . to . . . watch you, but we 
were afraid someone would come down the hall and see you, so . . . so we 
came in. You're not mad, are you, mister?" 

Was I mad? If they only knew! Man, I couldn't ask for a more beautiful 
situation. It was an exhibitionist's dream come true. How many times do you 
get girls to come into your own apartment to watch you? Usually you have to 
use all kinds of gimmicks to get them into your place, and then it's not a 
sure thing that they'll stay, and here I had two come in of their own 
accord! 

Anyhow, there they were. The shock had caused my cock to soften, so I 
started manipulating it again, thinking about the present circumstances and 
how I was going to take advantage of them. As Disraeli said, "Circumstances 
are beyond the control of man; but his conduct is in his own power." 

I was nervous as hell, but I said, "Well, you don't have to stand there. 
Come on in and sit on the sofa." I felt a little funny having these girls in 
the same room with me when they were dressed and I was naked. I wasn't 
ashamed of my thirty-two-year-old body, it was just a strange affair. 

"What in the world ever possessed you to come into my place and shut the 
door?" I asked. 

"Well . . . it's like this, mister, we . . ." 

"Hold it," I interrupted. "My name's Thad, so call me that instead of 
mister. What're your names?" 

The auburn-haired girl, who had started to answer me before, said, "My 
name's Trudy." 

Then the redhead said, a little hesitantly, "And my name's Mickey. That's 
short for Michelle." 

"Okay, pretty girl," I said, nodding toward Trudy. "Tell me why you came 
in." 

"Like I was saying, mis . . . uh, Thad, we go to what you call a progressive 
school, and they show films for . . . for sex education. We've seen things 
like yours on films, but we've never seen one that was real, and we wanted 
to watch you." She was very nervous, but she continued. "We know that you 
are a teacher at the junior high, and we figured since you were acting the 
way you were, you wouldn't mind showing us some things." 

This situation was so unbelievable that I forgot about being embarrassed and 
just sat down in a chair in front of them. My hand automatically went back 
to my prick and started massaging it slowly. Their eyes were fastened to my 
genitals. Seeing those eyes is what brought me back to reality. 

"Yeah," Mickey added. "Boys are so different. You know, with things hanging 
out of them and like that. It's real interesting. Especially since the film 
just showed the things hanging there soft, and yours is standing up so 
stiff! Now I understand how a boy's thing can go into a girl's hole. They 
should show that in the film so we could understand the whole thing about 
sex. It's funny, but I never even thought that a guy's thing could get 
stiff, any more than I'd think that your leg could get soft and floppy like 
a piece of liver!" 

I was going out of my mind. My prick was throbbing and my balls were up 
tight against the base of it. I guess they felt that since I was a teacher, 
they could express themselves as freely as they wanted, but the conversation 
was really exciting me to the limit! I caught myself jacking off 
double-quick, and I stopped because I didn't want to come at this point. 
Looking at their loosely opened mini-skirted legs didn't help any, either! 

"Well, I don't really know what you girls want me to show you, more than I 
have already," I said nervously. "Maybe you'd like to look at my pr . . . 
uh, penis close up. Would you?" 

Before I had finished saying the words, they were on the floor in front of 
me. I have never encountered two girls who were so uninhibited and honest in 
their feelings. They were expressing their natural desire to learn, and I 
was more than willing to be their teacher! But I decided that they were 
going to have to do something, too. We were going to have some rules. 

"Now, I've been showing you my body all this time, and if you want to see 
any more, I think it's only fair that you show me yours. Why don't you gals 
take your clothes off so I can point out the various differences and 
functions of our male and female structures?" 

This surprised me, because I didn't know that I had voyeuristic tendencies. 
I thought I was satisfied to just show myself to others, but I guess the two 
things are so close together that it's understandable. "You show me, I'll 
show you." That sort of thing. 

The girls didn't need any encouragement. They started taking off their 
clothes immediately. It's fascinating to watch a young girl remove her 
clothes. You sit there waiting to see their young bodies, and they have no 
idea how they affect a mature male. Some will take off their blouses first, 
others their skirts. I've always wondered if some element in a young girl's 
family or environmental background preordains which garment will come off 
first. I suppose it depends on what part of the body is considered the most 
secret or "dirty." I would imagine that this is learned from the mother. 

In no time at all, they had all of their clothes off, and let me tell you, I 
thought I was in heaven! I had not had the opportunity to see the naked body 
of a girl that age since I was that age, and at thirty-two it was a 
beautiful experience! They stood there like a pair of angels! 

Being females, they had the natural tendency to exhibit themselves, 
especially in front of a naked male! They pranced and paraded in front of 
me, and I instinctively clutched my prick in my hand. I controlled myself, 
however, and didn't do more than squeeze it. 

Trudy had the cutest pointed half-breasts I could ever imagine. They had 
large, brown nipples that protruded like two pencil erasers, and they looked 
as rubbery. She had a slightly full tummy and a considerable amount of pubic 
hair. Her cunt lips were quite obvious and poutingly sexy. Her thighs 
tapered down, slightly full as they approached the sexy fleshiness of mature 
womanhood. 

The redhead, Mickey, was something else. She had a slender, or you might say 
thin body. Her titties were just about the same size as Trudy's, but her 
small nipples were a delicate pink, and the flowerlike base of each nipple 
was even lighter in color. Her waist was small, and widened slightly as her 
hips emerged. Her belly was flat, with the exception of two small rises on 
each side caused by her inner sexual organs. Mickey had slender thighs, 
almost boyish, and the texture of her skin was like white satin. The hair 
around her pussy was light red and quite sparse. Her sex mouth folded in 
smoothly. The lips were open slightly and her little clit was barely 
evident. Just enough to be inviting. 

They were quite graceful as they presented their smooth, nude, virginal 
bodies to me. They each maneuvered themselves in such a way as to give me a 
splendid view of their cute, bouncy, melon-size asses! 

Completing their uninhibited show, they both sat on the floor in front of my 
pulsating prick. Raising their knees, they crossed their arms on them and 
rested their chins on top of their arms and sat there staring at my red, 
engorged cock. This, of course, gave me an unobstructed view of those two 
tantalizing, moist cunts! 

It was now my turn to satisfy my exhibitionistic urges. I felt I must be the 
most fortunate exhibitionist ever. I had these two sweet, sexy, uninformed 
young ladies begging me to show, and explain, all the mysteries of sex! And 
the wonder of it was, they were there of their own accord! 

I was literally shaking with anticipation and excitement. My prick has never 
been so filled with sex-blood in my life. It was as hard as petrified wood! 

"Well," I finally asked, "where do you want me to start? I can begin by 
explaining the features and functions of the penis if you want me to." 

"That'd be great, Thad," Mickey said eagerly. "I want to know all about that 
interesting thing." 

They both giggled when she made that remark, and then Trudy added, "Yeah, 
your penis is really something. All they told us was some of the names of 
the different parts and showed us a few quick pictures." 

I felt very fortunate, at this point, that I had mastered the art of sex 
control, that is, being able to hold back my ejaculation. I can go on for 
hours, if I want to, without coming! This situation was a real challenge, 
though, believe me. 

"Well, why don't you girls tell me just what you do know about the male 
genitals? By the way, what are your favorite names for it? I'd like to know 
that." 

They sort of blushed before they answered, but Mickey eventually said, "If 
I'm just talking with the other kids, I call it a dick, but if I'm talking 
with real close girlfriends, I call it a ... a prick." 

"I usually call it a thing, or a cock," Trudy exclaimed. 

"You can use those names if you want. In fact, you can use any sort of words 
with me. It might help you say things easier if you do. Now, Trudy, tell me 
what you know about it." 

"I guess about all I know is that a boy has sperm, and it shoots out of his 
cock into the girl and makes her pregnant. Is that sperm on top of yours?" 
With that, she put her finger on top of my prick and touched the drop of 
preseminal fluid that was glistening there. 

"No, honey. That's a fluid that comes out of a man's cock and sort of 
lubricates a girl's pussy so that his cock can slip into her easier," I 
answered. "Go ahead and get acquainted with my prick, girls. 

That's the only way you're going to really learn. Examine it all." 

Trudy lowered her hand and clasped her fingers around the middle of my 
feverish rod, and I could feel the sperm rising with the touch of her hand. 
I still managed to keep the valve closed, though. How, I'll never know! 

Mickey was on me immediately, also. She put her hands under my sweaty 
scrotum and kneaded it, feeling the balls within. The girls were acting like 
two kids on their birthday, opening presents. I just laid back on the chair 
and let them have their fun, and education. 

They were practically clinical in their examination of the first male 
equipment they had ever seen close up. Pretty soon they started to discuss 
their findings, and that, of course, is the ultimate desire of every 
exhibitionist. To hear the comments of his subjects! I sat up then so I 
could hear them better and watch their observations. 

Squeezing my cock, Trudy said, "Did you ever think a thing could get so 
large and hard? Look how the head of it swells up when I squeeze." 

"It's big, all right," answered Mickey. "Look at the mouth on top open up. 
Isn't that cute? Oh, look! Another drop of that stuff is coming out!" 

"Here," said Trudy, excitedly. "You feel his cock and let me see what that 
part is like. His testicles, I mean. 

They switched. Trudy from my prick to my ball bag, and Mickey from my bag to 
my dick. Ill tell you, I was in pure heaven, and yet I was so hot I was in 
agony. All at the same time. 

Trudy had both hands on my bag, feeling each side at once. "Hey, Mick. These 
things are like balls. Did you feel them?" 

"Yeah. They sure feel sort of sexy, don't they?" 

"Ouch," I exclaimed, as she squeezed them a little too hard. "Don't be too 
rough with my balls, honey. They're about the most tender part of a man. You 
have to handle them gently." 

"I'm sorry, Thad," she told me seriously. 

"Gosh, Trudy. Feel how smooth and soft the head of it is. It feels like a 
rose petal." 

Trudy let go of one ball, rubbed the head and nodded her agreement. "Gee, it 
sure does." 

My balls were aching from the pressure of the load that was building up in 
them, and I realized I had better do something before I lost control 
altogether. 

Pushing their hands off my equipment, I said, "Okay, girls. Let me explain a 
few things." I grabbed my prick and, bending it back to my belly, I pointed 
to the little strip just under the head. 

"This spot here is the most sensitive part of a prick. It's where a man gets 
most of his sensation from sex. When you touch it like this," and I put my 
finger on the spot, "you can see how it makes my prick jump." 

Then, pointing to the veins that traverse the body of my cock, I told them, 
"These are the veins that bring the blood that fills up the prick and makes 
it hard." 

Glancing down at the girls, I noticed that both of them were unconsciously 
rubbing their cunts, and the nipples on their titties were as stiff as my 
dick. I couldn't control myself. I reached out to each girl and put my hands 
on their tits! Oh, they felt so wonderful and soft! 

"How come it's got a head on it like it does?" Mickey asked. 

I reluctantly let their breasts go and stood up. "Ill show you, honey, if 
you'll come over here and sit," I said, pointing to the flat arm of the 
sofa. 

She eagerly sat on the arm, and I told her to put her feet up on it also. 
There she was in front of me, with her pussy wide open. I could even see her 
little round asshole! 

"Now, this ridge on my dick, that makes it look like a head, is there to rub 
on a woman's point of pleasure. Here, let me show you." I reached out my 
finger and touched her pink, hard little clit, and she jumped a little. 

"Since there's friction when the parts rub together, we have to moisten the 
areas. This is the way we do it." So saying, I dropped to my knees and bent 
my head to her lips of sex. As I moved toward her pussy, I could feel her 
heat and smell the delicate perfume of her body. I put my hands on her 
thighs, flattened my tongue on her cunt, and sort of lapped her outer lips. 
I detected a slight shiver passing through her body, and I stuck my tongue 
into her lips and onto her clit. Moving my tongue in and out of her lips and 
over her clit made her quake all over. I began doing this with a steady 
rhythm, and after a few minutes she grabbed the hair on my head and started 
panting and sighing. I knew she was ready to have an orgasm, so I increased 
the speed and penetration of my tongue. 

Her body commenced pushing forward to meet the thrusts of my tongue, and 
suddenly she flattened her cunt in my face and, with a loud gasp, fell 
backward onto the couch and just lay there, quivering and moaning. 

I was brought back to reality when Trudy said, "Make me wet, too, Thad!" 

I stood up and started lifting Mickey to a sitting position and said, "All 
right, sit on the couch next to Mickey." 

She sat next to the dazed Mickey and lifted her feet up as Mickey had done. 
She had just enough hair on her cunt to make a little frame around the lips. 
It was a pretty pussy, and I could see her inner lips peeking out in sensual 
passion. 

I dropped to my knees immediately and started licking her cunt like crazy! 
She carried on more than Mickey, with sighs and groans, and at the end she 
started ooh-ing and ah-ing like a demented person. 

After Trudy had her come, I stood up and looked at my two darling, precious 
girls and asked, "How did that feel?" 

With the flush of their orgasm still evident on their bodies, they both said 
it had been the "greatest." 

"Okay, Mickey," I said. "Now that you're well lubricated, I'll show you why 
my prick is made the way it is. Put your feet on the couch like you were 
before." 

As she moved into position, I lowered myself down, bringing my cock to the 
front of her moist hole. I rubbed the big head up and down her slot and then 
pressed it into her cunt so that the ridge of it was rubbing on her clit. 

"Can you feel that?" I asked. "Do you feel the head touching your spot?" 

"Wow! I sure can, Thad." 

I continued my motions for a few minutes and then backed away from her, 
saying, "Now, that should answer your question." 

"Boy, it sure does. Why did you quit?" 

"Well, I need some lubrication, too. You can do it for me, Mickey." 

Mickey put her feet back on the floor and I stepped between her legs, all 
the way up to the couch. My prick was staring her right in the face, and she 
was staring back, wide-eyed. 

"You mean you want me to put my tongue on your thing?" she said, sounding 
surprised. "You gotta be kidding!" 

Moving my hand slowly up and down the shaft of my dick, I said, "No, I'm not 
kidding, honey. I did it to you, so it's only fair that you do it to me. I'm 
only trying to show you how things are done. Everybody does it when they 
make love," I lied. 

"Well ..." she said, staring at my big, twitching cock, and blushing from 
head to toe. "All right, but what am I supposed to do?" 

"Just lick it all around with your tongue and make it wet all over. If you 
hold it in your hand, you can do a better job." 

"Go ahead, Mickey. Don't be chicken. I'll do it after you do," interjected 
Trudy. "It looks like fun!" 

With that promise, Mickey put her hand around my shaft and bent her head 
forward toward my dick. She hesitated a moment and I could feel her hot 
breath caressing my member. Finally she pushed out her pink tongue and 
started lapping up the side of my cock. 

The first contact of her hot, wet tongue on my dick sent shivers through my 
body. She was doing it so lightly she was tickling me out of my mind. "Lick 
it harder, doll. Lick it harder," I panted, "and move your hand up and down 
on it." She followed my instructions and really bore down, while her hand 
jacked it. 

I was getting a little weak in the knees, so I told her to move back and 
then I bent forward, putting my hands on the back of the sofa. This placed 
my dick right in front of her mouth. 

"You're doing just great, Mickey, but you're not licking the head of my 
cock. It has to be wet, too," I told her. 

Without saying a word, she began caressing the knob with her scorching hot 
lapper. I reached down and started rubbing the head across her mouth, going 
in a little farther each time. I was so hot, and I'd held back for so long, 
that I was getting a pain in my side and I started to groan and sigh. 

Finally, after I'd managed to work the whole head of my cock into the tepid, 
wet confines of her mouth, I lost all control. I suddenly jammed the pulsing 
length of my prick all the way into her mouth! She gagged and tried to get 
away, but since my hands were on each side of her head and the weight of my 
body was on the front of her head, she couldn't move. Slowly, I pulled back 
out to the knob and then pushed it in all the way again. She didn't gag too 
much this time, and after doing it several times I could even feel her mouth 
tightening on the shaft. Then her hands moved onto my balls and started 
squeezing them! My little cocksucker was beginning to like it! 

I didn't have to hold her head anymore, and I started moving with a steady 
rhythm. I was going in and out of her sucking mouth like a piston, and I 
could feel the sensation of my orgasm coming closer and closer. My balls 
tightened, and I began to perceive that phenomenal sensual delight of my 
sperm commencing its rapid journey down the length of my swollen prick! 
Suddenly it burst forth from its point of departure at the end of my cock 
and gushed into her mouth. Great surges of sperm impatiently followed the 
first. It was not unlike a Roman candle expelling one fireball after 
another, roaring out and exploding in the air! 

When the first blast of my come had bombarded her mouth, Mickey, with a loud 
sucking sound, had pulled her mouth off my cock instantly, causing the 
majority of sperm to spurt into her face and onto her titties! Both girls 
were fascinated, watching, for the first time, this spectacular function of 
the male organ. 

While Mickey sat staring in awe at my dripping tool, Trudy reached over and 
grabbed hold of my half-hardness, feeling the last quivering throbs of my 
orgasm as it diminished. 

I was temporarily exhausted and Trudy moved over to allow me to drop onto 
the couch between them. Mickey got up and went into the bathroom to clean 
herself off. While she was gone, Trudy took the opportunity to say, "Gosh, 
Thad. That was really something! I've never seen anything like that before. 
What's it called?" 

"You mean everything we did, or just the last part?" 

"Tell me everything, will you?" 

"Well, what I did to you girls when I put my tongue in your hole is called 
cunnilingus, or cuntlapping. What you girls did to me is called fellatio, or 
cocksucking." 

"What is it called when the white stuff squirts out of your dick?" 

"That, Trudy, is called ejaculation, or coming. Some call it shooting off. 
Anything else you want to know?" I asked. 

Looking up at me with her big brown eyes, she murmured, "Yes! Could I come 
to your house alone so you and I can do things? I sure would like to 
cocksuck you like Mickey did. Look what's happened to me down here." She put 
her hands down to her pussy and spread the lips open. The moisture was just 
about dripping out of her, and her inner bright-red lips were glistening and 
pulsating slightly. I couldn't resist putting my finger into her and pumping 
it a few times. She squirmed a bit as I pushed it in all the way. I then 
realized that her maidenhead was gone! She couldn't have taken my whole 
finger if her cherry had still been there. 

Yanking out my finger, I asked, "Have you had a boy's thing in you before? I 
think you have, because there's a part of you called a hymen, or cherry, and 
it takes something hard and thrusting to break it. Like a dick." 

"I've never touched a boy's dick, and I've never had one in my hole. I play 
with my hairbrush handle a lot, though. Maybe that did it!" 

I didn't know whether to believe her or not, but I didn't pursue the matter 
any farther because Mickey was coming back. I did, however, tell her that 
she could come to my house anytime she wanted to, but to be careful about 
who saw her. 

Mickey had cleaned herself up, and the sweet thing had also brought some 
tissue to clean my cock off. She got on her knees and wiped my flopping dick 
and balls. While she was doing it, I could feel it begin to start stiffening 
again! It was late and I knew they had better get going, so I stood up. 

"Okay, you gals. You better get dressed and leave. It's getting late and I 
don't want you to get into any trouble." 

Before they got dressed, they insisted I let them say good-by to my prick. 
They each fondled my cock and balls and then took a few long sucks on it. By 
the time they were dressed, I had a full-blown hard-on again! 

I bought the rest of their cookies and then they left. 

I had them in my apartment several times together after that, and also 
individually. We always had a ball. I never did fuck them, though. They were 
too young for that! 

They weren't the only ones to come to my place. I had quite a few. Even some 
boys, once! I also continued to use my bathroom window as a stage. But in 
all my years of exhibitioning I never have, nor do I think I ever will, meet 
two young, sexy girls like Mickey and Trudy. They were the ultimate as far 
as I'm concerned. I could never ask for better viewers of my exhibitionistic 
acts. 

A REFLECTIVE PAUSE 

In the preceding two chapters I have presented two male case histories 
verbatim, and without etiological comment. My purpose in doing so is to 
emphasize the striking similarity between the two histories. 

For one thing, it is interesting to note Neal's and Thad's mutual obsession 
for oral copulation. It seems they both derive their utmost satisfaction 
from this sexual act more than any other. Thad being the forerunner, since 
he did not attempt copulation, whereas Neal performed this act at one 
point-Both Neal and Thad, being experienced "pros," preferred young 
subjects. This is quite typical, however, for the exhibitionist. It seems, 
because of one psychological fault or another in their characters, they feel 
they will only be accepted by a younger, smaller person. This could be 
caused by shortness of stature, smallness of genitals, or simply a fear of 
being rejected by a woman of eligible legal age, the last being the most 
common. 

The major factor in developing the type of personality disorder we are 
discussing is a combination of two things: 1) The decision, at an early age, 
that one is inferior in one way or another, and 2) an experience during the 
young, formative years, involving a traumatic acceptance of the exposed 
genitals, usually by the opposite sex. 

It was discovered, in the above cases, that both men considered their sex 
organs to be inferior. It is interesting to note that upon examination, this 
was found to be untrue. In fact, both subjects possessed slightly larger 
than average genitals! 

Another point of interest is the fact that they both considered themselves 
sex "instructors." This again is quite typical. An exhibitionist enjoys the 
premise of initiating the unsophisticated. I doubt that many of us can say 
that, at some point in our younger years, we didn't encounter an older 
person showing us their sex parts, either purposely or inadvertently, and 
that we didn't learn from the experience. 

There may be other factors involved. As A. Andrioli states: "There are many 
whys for exhibitionism. The desire to make women jealous, to show them what 
the male has but the woman does not, may prompt such activity. Displaying 
the penis to public view may be an act of regression to a childhood level. 
Some adult males expose their genitals to prove to the world, and to 
themselves, that they are indeed men . . . Or, the motivating factor may be 
as uncomplicated as the primitive urge to attract the female ..." 

KIRK: A CHRONICLED REVELATION 

Kirk L. is a bright, good-looking, twenty-year-old junior in a western 
university. Hard-working, aggressive, with an "A" average, he is considered 
a scholar by his peers. The little time this sandy-haired, blue-eyed, slim 
six-footer devotes to sports has been sufficient enough to earn him a letter 
in basketball. Growing up in a better than average family environment, he 
had been given just about everything he wanted, including his own car. 

His father, a moderately successful engineer, usually returned home from his 
work after Kirk had been bedded down for the night. As a result, Kirk had 
had little contact with his father in his earlier years. 

At the time of his exhibitionistic manifestations, Kirk was living in a 
small, twelve-unit court near the university, and had enticed one of his 
neighbor's daughters, Patty, age twelve, and her playmate, Sue, age eleven, 
into his apartment. While the two pretty, young girls were sitting in his 
living room drinking cold drinks and looking at some pinup girl magazines he 
had given them, he went into the bedroom, saying he was going to get some 
books. 

Once in the bedroom, he immediately stripped naked. By the time he had 
removed all of his clothes he had a hard erection, trembling in anticipation 
of what was to transpire. He adjusted the door, leaving it open about three 
inches, and then placed a chair opposite. Anyone standing in the hall could 
readily see the chair through the partly opened door. He then sat on it, 
faced the door, and began to masturbate, every once in awhile coughing 
loudly! 

The little girls, of course, began to wonder what was taking him so long 
and, hearing the coughing, they decided to investigate. As they entered the 
hallway, they immediately faced the scene in the brightly lighted bedroom. 
Seeing Kirk naked, and what he was doing to himself, startled them at first, 
but, being curious, they moved closer to the door. What they saw made their 
eyes widen and they giggled with embarrassment. 

When Kirk heard the girls giggling, he knew he had his audience, so he 
started his show. First, he slowly stroked his hard penis from bottom to top 
with both hands alternately, stopping periodically to play with the glans 
(head) of the organ. Next, he grasped the base of his penis and squeezed, 
making the head enlarge to half again its erected size. Then he fondled his 
balls, lifting them up and dropping them. 

The girls were fascinated and could hardly believe their eyes. Excitedly, 
they started making comments to each other. 

Patty said, "I saw my brother do what he's doing once, but his thing is 
bigger than my brother's." 

"I've never seen such a big thing before. Just little ones that the boys at 
school have," commented Sue, and then she added, "Look at his big balls!" 

Then they both agreed that they were getting a "funny feeling" between their 
legs. 

Kirk had counted on the girls to make remarks, and even though they were 
talking in low tones, he could hear them. It was beyond his wildest hopes. 
He suddenly lost control and proceeded to masturbate furiously until his 
sperm spurted into the air and down onto his legs. 

When Kirk ejaculated, the girls experienced the second shock of the evening, 
and their comments of "Wow, look at that," and, "Gee whiz," were quite a bit 
louder than their earlier responses. When Kirk got up and walked out of 
sight, the girls hurried back to the living room. 

Kirk had climaxed so intensely that he was actually weak. This had been an 
extremely satisfying episode. Everything had turned out better than his 
expectations. Especially the girls' comments about the size of his penis. 

With his usual feeling of guilt, he cleaned up the mess he had created, put 
on his robe, and walked into the living room as if nothing had happened. He 
asked the girls if they were enjoying the magazines. They giggled again and 
said that they were. Kirk went on into the kitchen, opened a beer, came 
back, and sat in a chair opposite the girls. 

After a few swallows of beer, Kirk told them that he knew they had watched 
him, and that it was not a nice thing for young girls to do. The young 
ladies blushed and tittered some more. He then asked them if they would like 
to see some more. They didn't answer and he interpreted their silence to 
mean yes. 

He stood up, threw open his robe, and let them see his slowly rising penis 
and hanging testicles. 

One of the girls later said, "It's different when you peek at someone, but 
when they stand in front of you naked, that's something else. We jumped up 
and ran out the front door." 

During our interview sessions, Kirk was not the least bit hesitant to relate 
his background and experiences in detail, once he was assured I would not 
reveal his identity. 

He had had the usual sex play with neighborhood children, but little 
knowledge or interest in sex until the age of eleven. I asked him to relate 
this significant episode of his life. 

"Yes, I remember my first real sexual experience. It happened when I was 
eleven. A twelve-year-old neighbor boy, Jimmie was his name, and I were 
playing in the basement of our apartment building. We started talking about 
girls and he asked me if I had ever 'done it with a girl.' I asked him what 
he meant and he said, 'Have you ever put your thing into a girl's hole?' 

"Now, I had been playing games with girls. You know, like taking off our 
pants and fondling each other's genitals, and when a girl would play with my 
prick it always stayed erect until we were through messing around. Usually, 
while the girl played with my penis, I would play with her hole, but I still 
didn't realize the functions of our genitals. I told Jimmy I didn't know 
what he meant. 

"Then he asked me impatiently, 'Does your dick get hard when you play with 
it?' 

" 'Sure it does. Why?' I asked. 

" 'Well, that's why it gets hard, so you can put it into a girl's hole. And 
boy, does it ever feel good to do it! The girl that takes care of me when my 
folks go out is about fourteen, and she's really showed me a lot of things!' 

"I was so interested I began to get an excited erection. I asked him to tell 
me what things she had taught him. He decided that the best thing to do 
would be to take our clothes off and he could then show me. We stripped 
quickly, and Jimmie proceeded to tell about his babysitter. 

" 'Her name is Beth, and boy, she is something else! After she puts me to 
bed, she starts playing around. She likes to play with my dick, and when it 
gets hard she takes her clothes off. Man, has she got a body! Her titties 
stand straight out, with little pink knobs on the points. She always asks me 
to play with them. They're so smooth and solid, and when I squeeze 'em she 
starts kissing me all over. I mean all over. She even kisses my ass cheeks. 
Pretty soon she gets to my belly, and then she grabs my stiff prick and 
starts jacking it off.' 

"I stopped him there and asked him what 'jacking off meant. 

" 'Boy, you don't know nothin', do ya? Did you ever put your hand around it 
and pull up and down like this?' 

"While he was telling his story both of our cocks got hard, and when I 
glanced down at Jimmie's I was surprised to see not the penis of a 
twelve-year-old, but a much larger one. Until then I had not particularly 
noticed other boys' organs, and suddenly I felt ashamed of my small but 
actually normal-sized penis. 

"When he looked down, watching me put my hand around my cock, he noticed the 
size of it and said, 'You sure got a small one. Look at mine.' 

With that he grabbed the whole works in his hand, and boy, it was a handful, 
balls and all. 

"He started to masturbate again, and I followed his actions. That was my 
introduction to jacking off. I've been jacking off regularly, every day 
since then. 

"We continued to jack off slowly while he finished his story about the girl. 

" 'Like I was saying, she showed me how to do it, and when I start to 
tighten up and it feels like something is going to happen inside my dick, 
she puts her mouth on it. In fact, she puts my whole prick in her mouth and 
starts sucking it like crazy. Every time she does that I start squirting out 
stuff. She never quits then. She usually says, "You wonderful boy, I know 
there's more to come," and keeps playing with me. When it gets completely 
hard again, she straddles me, a leg on each side, and squats down, right on 
my prick. Boy! You never felt anything like it, when your dick goes into a 
girl's hole.' 

"We masturbated ourselves for a while, and before I could ask him what he 
meant about 'shooting stuff,' he suggested that we do it to each other. That 
was my first real sexual thrill, when Jimmie put his hand around my stiff 
cock. 

"Jimmie really knew how to do it. He played with my balls, and once he even 
put a finger in my anus, while he masturbated me until I thought I was going 
to faint. 

"We had been standing in a corner of the basement all this while, and 
suddenly Jimmie, still holding onto my prick, led me to a box and told me to 
sit down. What he did next really surprised me! He got on his knees and put 
his mouth around my cock. It was a traumatic experience for a boy of eleven, 
believe me!" 

Kirk was visibly flushed and nervous at this point in the interview, and was 
quite obviously sexually stimulated. I asked him if he cared to continue. He 
assured me that he wanted to. I then asked him if Jimmie had been doing 
anything else while fellating him. 

"Oh, yes. He was jacking himself off furiously. Then all of a sudden he 
stopped sucking up and down and just went down! I thought he was going to 
swallow my whole dick! He quivered and shook, and then released my cock from 
his mouth. It sounded like something being pulled out of some thick mud. 
Slurp! I was a little disturbed, because I felt I was coming to some sort of 
happening. I know now that I was getting close to my first orgasm, and that 
he did, in fact, have an orgasm. I looked down and saw a puddle of whitish 
liquid on the floor and some dripping from his cock. He pulled out his 
handkerchief, wiped himself off, and stood up. While we dressed, we promised 
each other we would do it again. With that, we left the basement. We never 
got together again, though, because his family moved from the area the next 
week. 

"I continued to go to the basement to jack off after he moved, however, and 
during one of my sessions something happened that made such an impression on 
me that I guess it actually affected my later sex desires. 

"During my lone excursions to the basement, I had propped up some boxes so I 
could sit down and lean back. I was sitting there one afternoon, naked from 
the waist down, really whipping my dick, when all of a sudden I heard 
giggling. 

"Looking toward the sound, I was startled to see two young girls peering 
through the basement window just above me. Two pretty things about ten and 
eleven years old. There was plenty of light in the basement, so I knew they 
could see me quite well. 

"Since the window was at street level, the girls had to squat down to look 
in. I really had a good view of their legs and panties. I could actually see 
the pink outline of one's sex parts, and it really excited me! I remember 
wishing that they didn't have any panties on at all! 

"For some reason, their watching me didn't embarrass me. Especially when I 
heard one tell the other, 'Gee, isn't his thing big? And look at that funny 
bag under it!' Since I was still smarting from the remarks Jimmie had made 
about my dick, I really felt great to hear them say that. 

"It excited me tremendously when they discussed the size of my prick, and 
also their wonderment as to what I was doing with it. So much that my balls 
ached from the tension of my erection. 

"I was really pumping on it at this point, and acting like I didn't know 
they were watching me. Then I decided to give them a real good show. I slid 
forward on the box so I could lie flat, with my feet toward the window. Man 
-- they really had a view when I started beating my meat again! 

"They continued to exchange remarks about my actions, and I still didn't let 
on that I knew they were there. Suddenly a sensation started coming over me, 
similar to the way I had felt when Jimmie had played with me, only stronger. 
I felt as if a string was being pulled from my balls out through my prick, 
and the string had knots in it! For the first time in my life I was 
experiencing a complete satisfying ejaculation! It startled me somewhat, but 
let me tell you, that was the first time I had gone all the way to 
completion. I bet I shot three feet into the air! I was totally exhausted 
and just lay there, breathing deeply. In fact, I was panting! 

"The girls ooh'd and ah'd when they saw my organ spurt that white fountain 
into the air. They watched until the last weak dribble pulsed out and, 
sensing the show was over, ran off laughing gleefully. 

"A sudden sense of guilt came over me as I was cleaning up the mess. I 
quickly stuffed my soft penis into my pants and got out of the basement as 
fast as I could. 

"I did, however, put my show on from the basement quite a few times after 
that, and the girls were usually there. I remember one time they had two 
other little girls with them. They were all squatting, looking in the window 
and learning the facts of life, when I happened to glance up. To my 
amazement, I noticed that one of them didn't have any panties on at all! 
While she crouched there, I could see her open, hairless pussy. I could see 
the works! Even her inner lips! Wow! That was really something. It sure set 
me on fire. I had learned, more or less, to control my orgasms. You know, 
hold them back so I could go on longer and have a better thrill at the end. 
But she almost made me lose all control! I held off long enough to give them 
a good scene, but when the pantyless mini-doll started to caress herself 
between her legs, I couldn't stop myself from shooting a good one. They 
stayed this time, watching me clean myself off. It embarrassed me. 

"It had been some time since I had played with or looked at a girl's pussy, 
and after seeing the girl at the window, I decided to find a girl with whom 
I could put my newly gained sex knowledge to practical use. My opportunity 
came about a month later. In my class at school there was a girl who was 
purported to be bad. That is, she was known to play 'dirty.' I decided to 
get her to play 'dirty' with me! 

"Her name was Lorrie, and boy, I didn't know what I was letting myself in 
for! Since my mother was visiting someone and wouldn't be home until late in 
the evening, I talked Lorrie into coming to my apartment with the promise of 
showing her some of those little eight-pager cartoon books. The boys in my 
school used to trade them like comic books (the regular kind), and I had 
quite a collection. Anyway, after school was out she said she would be at my 
house about a half hour later. I rushed home, excited as hell! 

"I sat in the apartment with a big hard-on, waiting for her. I had to fight 
myself to keep from jacking off, I was so hot! Pretty soon she knocked on 
the door and when I opened it, I was really stunned! 

"There in front of me stood not only Lorrie, but two more pretty girls! I 
was sure shocked, but when they all said 'Hi,' I let them in and locked the 
door. 

"One girl, Beth, about my age, twelve, was a real doll. She was wearing a 
micro-miniskirt, as were all of them, and her little titties really pointed 
out of her blouse. I tried to imagine what they must have looked like. The 
other girl, Pat, was older, about fourteen. Her breasts were more fully 
formed, of course, and they were quite round and big compared to the small, 
dainty figure she had. The one thing I had never seen or played with was a 
girl's titties, and I was certainly getting excited thinking about the ones 
that were right there in my apartment! 

"When they all sat on the sofa, I really had a show! Their little skirts 
went right up their legs. I saw plenty of thighs and panties! It was obvious 
that they weren't trying to keep themselves covered. 

"After they sat down, Lorrie spoke up and asked, 'Well, where are those 
books you told me about? I told my girlfriends about them and they want to 
have a look, too.' 

" 'Yeah, let's see 'em,' Pat said, blushingly. 

"I really needed no further encouragement to dig them out of their hiding 
place. I had about ten of them and boy, did they devour them! I could tell 
they were getting bothered by the way they kept squeezing their legs 
together and blushing. 

"When they started making remarks like, 'Look at this thing,' and 'Look, 
he's got it all the way in her hole,' and 'I've never seen anyone put that 
thing in their mouth like in this picture,' this kind of talk made me so 
excited that I wanted to drop my pants then and there and show them what a 
real prick looked like, but I controlled myself. 

"The older girl, Pat, was quite flushed, and her hand was in her lap, moving 
slightly. All of a sudden she turned to the other girls and said, 'Hey, look 
at this. They're taking this guy's pants off.' She looked over at me and 
then back to the girls. 'I've got an idea. Why don't we pants Kirk and see 
what he looks like?' I was exhilarated. I couldn't have imagined a better 
suggestion. If they had only known how eager I was to get my pants off! I 
put on a good act, though, and told them I would fight them if they tried to 
do it. They were all for the idea, and they all jumped up and started for 
me. 

"I pretended to try to get away, but in reality I let them catch me. They 
threw me to the floor and one held my arms while the other two sat on my 
legs. I could have gotten away, but I didn't struggle that hard. They were 
all giggling and talking with nervous excitement. Pat unbuckled my belt, 
unzipped my zipper, and pulled my pants down to my knees. They were all 
looking at the bulge in my shorts, and I could tell that they were about to 
'chicken' out and stop. I couldn't have stood that, so I laughingly said, 
'You sure didn't pants me,' and acted like I was trying to get up. I made 
them use more force to keep me down this time. That did it. Pat grabbed the 
top of my shorts and started to pull them down. They were all watching. 
Their eyes were glued to my crotch. I was going out of my mind with what I 
now know was sexual passion. She had difficulty getting my shorts over my 
stiff prick, but she finally managed. My cock sprang up and hit her hand, 
causing her to jump from the shock of its hot touch. There was a show for 
them! My naked, wild, hard organ throbbing up and down! 

"They were all silent for a while, staring in awe at my engorged 
masculinity. They were looking at my prick and balls as if they were seeing 
the eighth wonder of the world! The thrill I experienced while they were 
scrutinizing my genitals was sensational! 

"Finally Pat said, 'Wow! That's some thing. My brother's isn't that big or 
nice looking!' The other girls just gazed at my equipment with wide eyes 
while my cock seemed to get harder and harder, if that was at all possible! 

"Then Pat reached out a finger and touched the head of it, and the others 
followed suit. Pretty soon they were squeezing and caressing it until I 
thought I would burst! They took turns playing with my ball bag, too. 

"Pat picked up one of the books, looked at it and at me, with a strange 
expression on her face. She put her hand between her legs, stared at my 
pulsing prick for a moment, and then said, 'I want to do what they're doing 
in this picture!' With that, she yanked up her little skirt and pulled down 
her panties. 

"I struggled in earnest then, and when I managed to break away from them, I 
stood in the center of the room, hands on hips, cock pointing skyward, and 
said, 'If you girls want to do anything else, you gotta show me your 
titties!' That seemed to excite and please them, and it ended up with the 
whole bunch taking all of their clothes off! 

"The thrill for me was unbelievable! I can't adequately describe how I felt. 
I sat on the floor watching them undress, and the skirts, blouses, panties, 
and bras were flying all over. They must have experienced a wonderful 
release, because they all started to sort of dance around the room. I just 
grabbed hold of my aching prick and stared excitedly at the bouncing titties 
and jiggling asses. 

"Pat had the largest tits. They were just about full-grown and round, with 
small, pink nipples. She had a nearly full crop of black curly hair on her 
pussy, but I could still see her swollen sex lips protruding. 

"I thought Beth was the cutest. She hadn't worn a bra, and the sexy pointed 
tits I had imagined while she was dressed were a reality. They were not 
full-grown, but swelled at the base and tapered to a point. They were so 
firm they hardly moved at all. She had little hair on her cunt and I had no 
difficulty seeing her rosy outer lips. I even got a glimpse of her 
delicately red-colored inner lips, glistening with moisture. Every once in a 
while she would daintily rub herself there. I have never encountered a more 
beautiful ass on a girl. The cheeks looked like two honeydew melons. They 
were slim and solid, rolling out sharply from the small of her back. When 
she walked, those cheeks really gyrated. 

"Lorrie, too, was quite attractive in her naked state. Her breasts swelled 
to a nice size, with large, erected, brownish nipples, offset by a rosy 
background. They were very animated when she walked, bouncing ail over. They 
weren't flabby or pendulous. Just nice and soft. She had about half of her 
quota of hair on her pussy, and it formed a perfect triangle. I could see 
her sex quite plainly. Her little nib of a clitoris stood out like a tiny 
prick. 

"When the girls started dancing around, I began to jack off. I was slowly 
pumping away and watching them. Especially Beth. The way her ass moved when 
she walked was too much! When she noticed me jacking it, she came over and 
sat on the floor next to me with a curious look on her face. 

" 'I've never seen a big boy's thing before,' she said, hesitantly. 'Why do 
you do that? Does it feel good?' Her eyes never strayed from my jacking 
hand. I answered, 'It sure does. I can't help doing it when I see all of you 
girls naked. What does a girl do to feel good?' 'This,' she answered, 
putting her fingers over the upper part of her cleft and rubbing up and 
down. I was fascinated and watched her intently. 

"Impulsively, I reached out and caressed one of her tits. She jumped from 
the contact and I pulled my hand back. 'Don't stop. Play with both of them,' 
she said in a whisper. I gently placed a hand on each one, and boy! -- did 
they ever feel good! So soft and rubbery. I started squeezing them and 
bouncing them up and down, like the girls had done with my balls. Her 
rubbing went faster and faster until suddenly she stopped and clasped her 
hand around my prick. It was my turn to jump then, but she didn't let go. 
She just started doing what I had been doing to myself. Her hot hand felt 
better than mine and I could feel myself coming to an end. 

"I guess nature took over then, because Beth slowly laid herself down on the 
floor and automatically spread her legs apart. Her butt was actually up off 
the floor, and I could not only see her open cunt but her asshole as well. I 
climbed between her legs and tried to get my prick into her cunt, but I 
couldn't do it. Finally she put her hand on it and guided it in. Fortunately 
for me, she wasn't a virgin and my cock started slipping right in. I could 
feel every little ridge and wrinkle inside her hot, wet passageway. I could 
also feel her cunt constricting around my organ as if it were sucking on it! 
It was my first fuck, and I'll tell you it was some experience! 

"When the other girls noticed what we were doing, they came running over, 
chattering like a couple of parakeets. Pat was very irate and said, 'Hey, it 
was my idea to do that. I was going to be first!' But we were too far gone 
to pay any attention to her, or anything else. I was really pumping it, and 
Beth was pushing up to meet every thrust of mine. I clamped my hands onto 
her titties and damned near pulled them off! She was groaning and moaning, 
and her cunt was grasping my cock like my friend Jimmie had with his mouth, 
only the feeling was a thousand times more sensual. 'I can . . . feel your . 
. . bag . . . bounce on . . . my butt,' Beth managed to say between my 
thrusts. 

"The other girls were on the floor behind us, watching the action close up. 
It must have been a sight watching my wet prick sliding in and out of Beth's 
cunt! Then, thrill of all thrills, Pat started playing with our parts. She 
fondled my balls, put her hand on my cock as it pulled out, stuck her finger 
in our asses, and a few other things. While doing all this, she was also 
masturbating, as was Lorrie. 

"I quickly reached the termination point and couldn't hold back any longer. 
With a tremendous surge forward, I discharged a salvo of spurting sperm into 
her hot, hungry pussy, and it seemed I couldn't stop coming. I thought I had 
hurt her, because she cried out. She was having her orgasm in rhythm with 
mine. When I finally stopped spewing into her, we just lay there trying to 
get our strength back. Pat and Lorrie also made some whimpering sounds and I 
guess they had climaxed also. 

"It was quite an experience with those girls. One I'll never forget! We 
ended up doing just about everything in the books! I screwed all three, and 
even did it to Lorrie in the ass! When it was all over, I was totally 
exhausted. But I was satisfied. 

"I guess I was really hooked on exhibiting myself from then on. You see, I 
was convinced that the only way I could get any real sex was to start by 
showing myself. I enjoyed hearing girls praise my genitals. Especially if 
she was startled at seeing them in the first place. I started exhibiting 
myself in alleys, basements, and wherever the opportunity presented itself. 

"I remember when I was seventeen, we had moved into an apartment overlooking 
the street from the second floor. Our kitchen window was over the sidewalk, 
and I used to stand in the window with just my bathrobe on and wait for 
girls to walk past. There were trees along the curb so no one could see our 
window from across the street, only from the sidewalk below. I had checked 
this out previously, because I usually take all the precautions I can before 
I exhibit myself. I guess that's why I didn't get caught for such a long 
time. 

"One day three beautiful, sweet young ladies, each about thirteen years old, 
came down the sidewalk. I had raised the window so they could hear me cough 
and see me better. I'd always cough just loud enough to be heard from the 
street, thus attracting the attention of my victim. When they'd look up, I 
would be putting on my show! 

"Well, when I saw the girls I opened my robe and jacked my dick a little to 
get it hard. Then I coughed. They looked up and I could tell by their faces 
that they were really shocked. It was great! They just stood there and 
stared up at me. I acted as if I were doing something in the kitchen, and 
every once in a while I'd grab my cock and squeeze it. 

"They didn't laugh, but instead seemed to take the whole thing very 
seriously, almost clinically, as if they didn't want to miss a thing! Then I 
stood with my side to the window and started masturbating. (You can see it 
better from the side.) This started them talking to each other. I couldn't 
hear what they were saying, but I knew they were discussing my actions. 
After a while they left. I was certain they would be back the next day, so I 
started to make plans. 

"I decided I would try to get them into my apartment and maybe talk them 
into having some fun. The first thing I did was to write a note saying, 'If 
you can be quiet, and keep your mouth shut, you can come up here and watch 
me. If you're not chicken.' Then I tied the note to an old spoon and hid it 
in back of a drawer. I could hardly sleep that night just thinking about the 
next day! 

"Sure enough, the next afternoon the girls came bouncing along the walk 
toward my window. When they stopped and looked up, I was in the midst of an 
excellent performance! 

"I had a real springing hard-on, and one girl even walked off the sidewalk 
away from the building to get a better view! When she did that, I threw the 
spoon and note out the window. She was a little startled, but she picked it 
up, read it, glanced up at me, and then showed it to the others. They 
started giggling and talking, all the while looking at me. I finally stood 
out of their sight, watching them, and pretty soon they walked on toward the 
front of the building. I prayed that they were going to come up, and 
presently I heard footsteps on the stairway. I got extremely excited and 
decided it would be better if I closed my robe, so I did. After what seemed 
like hours, there was a knock on the door. I opened it and there they were. 
All three of them! 

"I hurriedly said, 'Come on in before someone sees you,' and hustled them 
into the apartment. I suggested that they sit on the couch and they did. I 
sure got a good show of panties when they did, because their miniskirts, as 
usual, shifted way up. 

"I convinced them that no one would catch us there, and I made them promise 
that they wouldn't tell anyone what we did, or we wouldn't do anything. 

"Then one of them, a cute blonde who appeared more developed, physically, 
and who was also more aggressive than the others, said, 'Oh, we won't tell. 
We just want to see you do what you were doing at the window. It's just. . . 
well. .. we've never seen anything like what you were doing, and I guess 
we're . . . we're just curious. Would you show us that again?' 

"I had become unbelievably stimulated and I had a raging hard-on, but I was 
forcing myself to hold off doing anything for as long as possible. 'First of 
all, what are your names?' I asked. 'Mine is Kirk.' 

"The blonde spoke up again. 'Okay. My name is Carla, the brunette is Eve, 
and this is Carmen.' The last named was a beautiful, black-haired, Mexican 
girl. All three were very well developed for their ages. 

"I was a little embarrassed, since most of my exhibiting had been performed 
at a distance, with no communication between me and my audience. Still 
hesitating, I asked, 'Would you really like me to show you?' 

"They were all staring at the way my robe was pointing at them and Carmen 
answered meekly, 'That's why we came up, mister. You said you would in the 
note.' Then they all giggled. 

"I finally got them to promise that they would show me something if I showed 
them. I still felt a little uneasy as I walked to the center of the room, 
but when I saw their big pretty eyes riveted to the front of my robe, that 
did it! I couldn't hold off any longer! 

"Facing them, I untied the belt of my robe and threw it open, releasing my 
engorged, bouncing prick! Their astonishment was tremendous, evidenced by 
their gasps of 'Oh' and 'Wow!' I stood there with my hands on my hips, 
feeling like a god, or Superman. I had the feeling that my stiff staff 
proved beyond a doubt just who the dominant sex was. They actually seemed to 
shrink a bit as they stared with respect at my hard cock. They were really 
stunned, and started uttering remarks like, 'Boy, look how big it is,' and 
'Man, that's really something!' 

"Now -- I don't have an unusually large organ, but to girls of that age, a 
normal, mature penis and scrotum must seem very large. Especially if they 
haven't seen one close up before. That's why I prefer exhibiting myself to 
young girls. Their interest is so great. And also, I'm really teaching them 
something! 

"Their attention greatly turned me on and I almost discharged right then! I 
grabbed hold of my hot prick and pumped it a few times. Then I lifted my 
balls to give them a good look at them. I thought their eyes would pop from 
their sockets! 

"Eve then asked, 'Why don't you turn around?' That was my cue, so I could do 
nothing less than what had been requested by my audience. I dropped my robe, 
spun around to expose my ass, and then, always the showman, I bent over and 
touched my toes! That really gave them a picture of my asshole. With my 
prick and balls in the background! 

"As I straightened up and faced them, there was a lot of whispering and 
tittering. I was surprised to see Eve, the quiet one, rubbing her crotch. 
She was obviously hot to do things. I saw my advantage and said, 'It's only 
fair that you give me a show. You promised you would.' This started the 
snickering again and finally Carla said, 'We did, girls, so let's do it.' 

"I sat in a chair in front of them and proceeded to jack off. They hesitated 
briefly and then, practically in unison, they lifted their skirts and pulled 
off their panties. 

"God, what a sight! Three adorable teenyboppers sitting in front of me 
showing me their honey-boxes. 

"Needless to say, I started pumping my prick seriously and with total 
abandon. The girls fingered themselves as they watched me. I had controlled 
myself as long as possible, but this was it! I discharged one of the biggest 
loads ever. My sperm just kept squirting out of my prick's mouth! And, 
according to the girls' reactions, they experienced a climax with me. 

"After that, they all pulled on their panties while I watched, and when 
those sweet pussies were covered they went home. I fell on the couch and 
napped awhile before I cleaned up the mess. 

"I got my biggest kick from hearing the girls' comments while they watched 
me. It was obvious that the whole thing had come about because I had 
exhibited myself! 

"I continued to exhibit myself whenever the situation appeared reasonably 
safe. After I graduated from high school, I moved here to go to the 
university. I've had to move several times because other people in the 
buildings where I lived became suspicious. I just about got caught at the 
last place I lived, and that's why I moved to this place. 

"I've exhibited myself in every way I could imagine. I know it isn't the 
right thing to do, but. . . but it seems to be the only way I can get sexual 
satisfaction. Oh, I've screwed a lot of girls, but my real kick comes when 
young girls express their interest, or surprise, in my genitals. And best of 
all, when they get turned on watching me!" 

PROGNOSIS 

When one analyzes Kirk's history, it can readily be detected that the 
experience he had in his earlier years (his friend, Jimmie, with the 
oversized penis, teasing him about the size of his genitals) had a traumatic 
effect on Kirk's life. When the girls saw him in the basement, he regained 
his ego by their comments concerning the size of his organ. He also 
experienced his initial orgasm (this being the most traumatic experience in 
life) while the girls were watching him. 

These experiences set the pattern, subconsciously, of his sexual growth. We 
all have the need to be accepted, one of the most serious "hurts" in life 
being rejection. As Kirk grew older, he was secure in the thought that he 
would always be accepted by younger girls. He was afraid of being rejected 
by older girls, so he "played it safe," so to speak. 

With proper therapy and counseling, it is felt that Kirk will soon direct 
his sexual motivations and desires along a more normal, satisfying course. 

APRIL IN FULL VIEW 

Since it is universally accepted that women are exhibitionistic in nature, 
it is the extraordinary female indeed whose activities are so blatantly 
obvious that she could be considered an "exhibitionist" as such. These cases 
are quite rare in socio-sexual research. 

The following case history concerns an unfortunate girl whom we shall call 
April. It illustrates how April developed an abnormal desire to exhibit 
herself early in life due to several traumatic experiences, and how this 
aberration grew as she reached maturity. 

Here, then, is April's story in her own words, as related to me during our 
many interviews. 

"I guess I've been showing off my ass ever since I knew what the words 
meant. I really get my kicks watching men's reactions when they can see my 
ass or pussy. I show myself off everywhere. On buses. In restaurants. At 
sports functions. Just about every place I can get away with it. 

"I like to sit on the bus with my miniskirt tight across the top of my legs 
and pulled halfway up to my waist. You can see right up my legs! I'm 
twenty-two years old now and my legs are just as good as they were when I 
was sixteen. Boy! When I was sixteen, I used to go to school without any 
pants on. My locker was a lower one, so I had to bend down to get to it. If 
there were any boys coming down the corridor, I'd swing my knees toward them 
and spread my legs just far enough so they could look all the way up and see 
my cunt and asshole! It used to really turn them on. 

"I was about eleven years old when I first began to realize that boys like 
to look at girls. I used to think boys were funny. If they were chasing me 
and I'd fall, with my dress going up, they sure would stare between my legs. 
I wondered at the time why they were so interested in looking there. I 
didn't have anything there to look at. Just a puffy slit that I pee'd out 
of. Boys were the ones that had something to look at. I had seen small boys 
a few times, but I hadn't understood what I was looking at. 

"About this same age I began to realize that funny things were going on with 
my mom and dad in their bedroom. I used to hear funny noises, like they were 
fighting or something. But then after awhile I'd hear them giggling and 
laughing. 

"I had a girlfriend by the name of Carol, and she was sure a smart one. She 
had seen her father naked and she tried to describe to me what it looked 
like, but it didn't make any sense to me. She said it was long and big 
around and that something hung down under it. It didn't sound at all like 
what I'd seen on babies. She also told me about a twelve-year-old boy she'd 
seen and how his thing was stiff and standing straight out! I wondered how a 
boy could be comfortable with all that hanging between his legs. And if it 
got stiff, how could he stand it? 

"One day after school, I visited a girl named Jean. She had an older 
brother, and while I was there a friend of his came looking for him. Her 
brother was gone, and when she told him he asked if he could use the toilet. 
She told him he could. 

"We went into the living room to finish some iced tea we were drinking, and 
while we were sitting there we heard a funny sound coming from the bathroom. 
We got up and looked down the hall and there, at the end of the hall, 
sitting on the toilet, was the boy. He hadn't even shut the door! He had his 
pants down and we could see his thing! It was stiff and sticking up, and he 
had his fingers on it, going up and down. We looked for a few minutes and 
then ran back into the living room, giggling. Pretty soon he came out, said 
thanks and left. 

"That was the first time I ever saw a hard-on or someone jacking off. 

"I was more determined than ever to see what my parents were doing, after 
that. I remember the night I finally did. 

"I was taking a bath this one night and I was soaping myself down. While I 
was rubbing on my pee hole, I started to get a funny feeling there. I rubbed 
some more and I began to feel funny all over. Putting down the washrag, I 
commenced rubbing my slit with my hand. I soon discovered that it felt best 
at the top of my hole, so I started rubbing there. Suddenly I found 
something I didn't know I had. It was like a little button, or bump, at the 
top and just inside my hole. I caressed myself until I got tired. Then I 
went to bed, trying to understand my discovery. 

"Just as I was about to go to sleep, I heard those sounds coming from my 
folks' room. I decided I was going to find out what was going on right then! 

"I got out of bed and went to their door. I stood there listening and I 
could hear some of the things they were saying. Things like, 'Oh, honey, 
that feels good,' and 'Put it in now, baby.' That was my mother. Then my dad 
made a few remarks. 'Kiss it first, doll,' and 'That's it. Oh God, that 
feels wild. Get it all wet and slippery.' 

"My curiosity was killing me. I had to know what they were doing. I decided 
I would try to open their door a little and peek in. I managed to get it 
open a crack without making any noise, and what I saw was unforgettable and 
unbelievable. To a girl of eleven, anyway. 

"Their bed was lengthways, with the foot of it closest to the door. All I 
could see were their feet, legs, and asses. My father was on top. I knew 
that because of his hairy legs. But the thing that held me spellbound was 
that my mother had her legs around his waist, and there was enough light so 
I could see between his ass. I saw his thing! Or part of it! It looked like 
a small purse, or bag, with something heavy in it. It kept swinging back and 
forth with his movements. He was going up and down. Sort of forward and 
backward. After looking closely, I began to get glimpses of his thick, hard 
thing going into my mom's hole. My dad'd pull it way out, and then push it 
all the way in. Every time it came out I could tell it was wet, because it 
glistened in the light. I don't know how my mom could get that big thing 
into her. I only watched a short while. Then I shut the door and went to my 
bed. 

"Once in my bed, I put my hand on my own hole and tried to put a finger into 
it, but it hurt, so I stopped. I still couldn't imagine how a man's big 
thing could get into a little hole like that. 

"By the time I was twelve, I was masturbating every night. I still hadn't 
managed to get my whole finger into it, but I sure had learned how to get my 
kicks from jacking off! I had a full-length mirror on my closet door, and I 
used to take all my clothes off and look at my naked body. At that time I 
was really filling out. My breasts were growing and I could see the outline 
of them quite well. I knew I was going to have good ones. There was a while 
when I was afraid I wasn't going to have any! My titties came out to a point 
and the nipples were quite prominent. When I rubbed them they got hard and 
stood out. Sometimes, when I would least expect it, like in school or 
walking down the street, they got hard. Every time I rubbed my hole they got 
hard, too. 

"It felt good when I'd run my hands over them and squeeze the nipples 
between my fingers. I usually played with them while jacking off. 

"One day I was babysitting a seven-year-old boy, and while I was playing on 
the floor with him, this funny feeling came over me and I did something that 
I didn't understand. I suddenly lifted up my sweater and said to him, 'Look 
what I have. Aren't they nice?' 

"He looked at them for a while and then reached out and squeezed them, and 
sort of ran his hands over them. You can't imagine how great that felt. My 
nipples swelled so big I thought they were going to burst! I just lay on the 
floor and let him play with them to his heart's content! 

"Pretty soon I got that feeling in my hole, so I pushed my hand under my 
shorts and panties and jacked off right there on the floor, with him playing 
with my tits! I wondered why I was doing such a thing. 

"My friend Carol and I used to go to the movies every Saturday afternoon. 
This particular Saturday we went to our usual seats, about ten rows from the 
front. We had been there about a half hour when this man sat down next to 
Carol. He was about thirty, I guess, but I didn't pay much attention to him 
until about fifteen minutes later. My eyes were glued to the screen, 
enjoying the picture, when suddenly I heard Carol sort of sigh. I turned to 
see what was the matter, and there she was, slumped down in her seat with 
her legs spread apart, her dress practically up to her waist. I noticed 
something dark on her white skin, and when I looked closer I could see it 
was the man's hand moving up her thigh! His hand finally disappeared under 
her dress. I could hardly believe it! 

"She was sighing softly, enjoying what he was doing. I think, at that time, 
I would have screamed and been scared to death. 

"Then I saw something that really shook me! Carol's hand was under the man's 
coat in his lap! It was too dark to see much, but I saw that! 

"I kept watching them out of the corner of my eye for a while, and then the 
man bent over and whispered something in Carol's ear. She sort of giggled, 
then sat up and grabbed me by the arm. 

" 'Listen,' she whispered excitedly. 'We can get two dollars if you want to 
do something. You want to?' 

"Hesitantly I asked, 'What do you mean?' 

"She bent real close to me then, with her mouth on my ear. 'This guy next to 
me wants to sit between us and mess around with our legs and things. Hell 
pay us two dollars apiece if we let him.' I was hesitating, so she added, 
'Nothing can happen to us here in the show, and hell even let us play with 
his thing, if we keep our mouths shut. I've done it before and it's fun. 
What do you say?' 

"I was a little frightened at first, but it began to sound exciting to me, 
so after a while I said, 'Okay.' 

"I moved over and the man sat in my seat. He didn't waste any time and 
started right away. He put his hand on my leg and started moving up and down 
my thigh. The strangeness of his hand on my bare skin sent odd chills 
through my body and I started getting goose bumps. After a while I began to 
sense a warmness in my body. 

"His hand kept getting closer to that place between my legs, but he was 
moving it very slowly. He was taking so long to touch me there that I almost 
asked him to do it. My pussy was actually aching for something to touch it. 
If he didn't hurry, I felt like I'd have to do it myself! 

"Finally his hand arrived at my panties. I was so excited by this time that 
I pressed my body down onto his hand! This was all he needed. He worked his 
fingers under my panties and started fingering my pussy the way I always 
did. It felt a hundred times better with his hand doing it! 

"While he was massaging my pussy, he leaned over and whispered, 'Put your 
hand under my coat and see what you find!' 

"I didn't do it right away, because it seemed wrong and a little scary, but 
I finally decided, out of curiosity, to do it. 

"I worked my hand under the coat and felt around a bit and suddenly my hand 
touched it! The first sensation I had was the heat of it. I started to feel 
around on it, and moving my fingers all over it lightly like that was 
causing it to jump and move around. It felt warm, soft and, well, just nice! 

"I got bolder then and started to put my hand around it and I touched 
Carol's hand! When she felt my hand, she pulled hers away. I guess because 
she knew I'd never touched one before and wanted me to have my fun. 

"I can't begin to tell you what an exciting thrill it was to have my hand 
around a full-size, stiff, man-thing. How can I describe the way it felt? 
Like I said, it was real hot, and it was hard, yet sort of rubbery. I could 
feel the life throbbing and pulsating through it as I clasped it firmly in 
my sweaty hand. I guess instinct dictated to me, because I started raising 
and lowering my hand along the thick, engorged shaft. The faster I went on 
his thing, the faster he went on my pussy. 

"Gradually I became aware of his thing growing bigger and bigger. It was 
swelling in my hand, and then something occurred that surprised and startled 
me. I felt it start to pulsate rapidly, and all of a sudden something 
started pouring out of it! At first I thought he had pee'd on my hand, but I 
realized he hadn't, because the stuff was thick like canned milk, and there 
sure was a lot of it! 

"My hand was covered with it, so before I pulled out from under his coat, I 
managed to wipe most of it off on the garment, hoping he wouldn't realize 
that I had done it. I finished wiping it off on the side of my dress. 

"The moment the stuff had started flowing from his organ, he had jammed his 
finger all the way into my hole. I didn't really realize it until it was all 
over, and then I felt his finger in there. He pulled it out right after he 
made that stuff. When I took my hand from under his coat, he fumbled around 
in his lap a little bit and then quickly got up and practically ran down the 
aisle and out the door. 

"Carol and I stayed until the end of the movie and then went home. When I 
took my dress off, I could see the white stuff where I'd wiped my hand. 

"Carol and I decided that we would find out what sex was really all about 
between a boy and a girl. There were two boys in our room at school who were 
always trying to get girls to mess around with them, so we decided to go 
with them. We told them we'd meet them after school. 

"When we got out of school, the boys said they knew a place we could go. It 
was in the park that was a few blocks from the school, and no one would see 
us. They led us to a wide section of high, thick bushes at the edge of the 
park. We climbed and crawled into this place and finally came to a little 
clearing where someone had put a bench. I could tell that others had used 
the place because there were bottles, cans, and rags and stuff all around. 

"Once we got settled, the boys didn't waste any time. The one I was with was 
named Hal and he started by saying, 'Okay, let's all show each other what we 
look like. You know, our secret parts.' With that, he started taking off his 
pants. Jim, who was the other guy, followed suit. 

"Carol and I were a little scared. At least I was. Finally Hal said, 'Come 
on, you girls gotta show us yours, too!' 

"We eventually overcame our fear and shame and soon we were all naked. The 
boys looked cute standing there with their half-developed things sticking up 
in the air. They were really looking us over good. Hal turned to Jim and 
remarked, 'Boy, look at them tits. They sure do have some.' Jim agreed. 

"The boys then had us lie down on the bench so they could examine us. Hal 
just stood there for a while, staring at my body and playing with his thing. 
I could feel his eyes burning into my skin. I noticed that his thing was 
bigger than it had looked at first. 

"Hal dropped to his knees, pulled one of my legs off the bench, and started 
playing with my hole. He used both hands and opened it up so he could see 
the red lips inside, and his eyes were as big as bottle caps as he 
investigated my female parts. He probed with his finger, sticking it into 
the opening. It went in without hurting too much, I guess, because that man 
in the theatre had opened up the way a little. 

"Next, he told me to get on my stomach, and as I turned over I noticed that 
Carol and Jim were doing about the same things. Once I was on my belly, Hal 
spread my ass cheeks apart and studied my little hole back there. He ran his 
finger across it, but he didn't try to put it in. Spreading my cheeks apart 
as far as they would go, he began playing with my front hole. I didn't 
realize he could get to it from the back! He had me turn back over, played 
with my hole a bit more, then told me it was my turn. 

"The way a boy is built, it's easier to play with them if they stand in 
front of you, and that's the way we started out. He stood there, and I had 
the thrill of my life scrutinizing his equipment up close. 

"I thought it looked pretty. His thing, I mean. It wasn't as big as the 
man's in the theatre, but it seemed a good size to me. I didn't hesitate to 
take hold of it, and he seemed to like that. Then I noticed the other part. 
The part I had seen hanging down between my dad's ass. I reached down and 
cupped it in my hand right away. It was weird, the way it felt. I could tell 
there were two oblong things inside the wrinkled bag, and they just sort of 
moved around in there! I let go of the sack and started to kind of slap it 
back and forth. He jumped back and told me to quit because it hurt. Boys are 
sure strange! 

"When he came back to me, I started on his awesome thing again. It was then 
that I noticed the cute tiny mouth on the end of it. There was a silvery 
drop of liquid on it and I dabbed it off with my finger. It wasn't as thick 
or sticky as the other man's stuff had been. I remembered how the man had 
enjoyed it when I had put my hand around it and moved up and down, so I 
started doing that to Hal. 

"I could tell he liked it because of his squirming, and I noticed that with 
my movements, the hanging thing really swung around. I kept going faster and 
faster until he looked like he was going to collapse, so I got up and told 
him to sit on the bench. 

"Carol and Jim were having their fun, too. She had her face about two inches 
away from his thing while she played with it, and he was squeezing her 
titties at the same time. It looked to me like she was going to kiss his 
thing! 

"I don't know if she kissed it or not, because I returned to my fun with 
Hal. I got on my knees between his legs and started my actions again on his 
equipment. In a short time his organ began to throb just like the man's did 
at the movie, and I was getting a big kick out of it. Here, in front of me, 
was this boy's large, white organ, with a little hair around it, turning red 
and getting more swollen with each movement of my hand. I bent down real 
close to get a good look and then it happened! His stuff burst forth and 
squirted at me like a water pistol, hitting me right in the face! Now I knew 
what had happened with the man in the theatre. It was then I realized that I 
had been fingering myself unconsciously all the while. 

"I looked over at Carol just in time to see her lift her mouth off of Jim's 
dripping thing. I was amazed that a girl would do such a thing! I found out 
later, though, just how much fun that can be. 

"I wiped my face off on Hal's handkerchief, and then we all got dressed and 
went home. 

"I wanted to ask my mom all kinds of questions, but I knew better. I had 
tried it once before and she had really bawled me out, like it was bad to 
talk about such things. I think she could have helped prevent me from 
becoming what I am today if she had explained things to me and given me 
advice. 

"I was still thinking about my fun that afternoon when I went to bed that 
night. My hand automatically went down to my hole and I was surprised to 
find it still wet. I began to play around and discovered that I could get 
most of my finger into it, and that it felt better than ever. I moved my 
finger in and out with even strokes, and slowly I felt something rising 
through my body. I moved faster and faster, and then an unexpected thing 
happened. It felt as if my hole was sucking my finger into it, and I was 
experiencing a strange new sensation below my tummy. My tittie nipples were 
stretched with hardness, and I could feel a blush cover my body like a 
blanket! 

"I started gasping for air. I couldn't feel any part of my body but the 
little sexy bump at the top of my hole, and my finger rubbing on it. Then, 
unexpectedly, I sort of saw stars or lights, and for a few minutes I didn't 
know where I was! 

"It sort of frightened me, because that had never happened to me before, and 
I didn't know what had taken place. I just know I felt so good and relaxed 
that I drifted off into a deep sleep. I had experienced my first orgasm! 

"I had plenty of comes after that. During the next two years, I became very 
intimate with quite a few boys but never to the point of screwing them. What 
I liked to do was mutual jacking off. Nothing else. 

"During those years I learned all the words, too. Words I wouldn't use in 
front of my folks but only in talking with my friends, and we used to talk a 
lot. 

"I had a lot of friends and we used to do some wild tilings. I remember the 
party I had on my fourteenth birthday. Wow, it was really bitchin'! My mom 
and dad considered me old enough to take care of things, so they took 
advantage of the situation and went downtown to a show and then dancing. We 
were lucky because I knew they wouldn't be home until late. 

"There were six boys and six girls at the party and we played all sorts of 
games, like Dare and Pony Express, and a lot of other ones. It was a blast! 
There were no fights. Even the girls got along with each other! 

"This one game, Pony Express, is terrific! Everybody draws a card from the 
deck and the one with the lowest card goes into the bedroom. The lights are 
all off and they just stay in there waiting for whoever is the Pony Express 
'rider.' It's sort of like post office, but you use cards. It sure beats 
just kissing! 

"After the person goes into the bedroom, everyone of the opposite sex draws 
a card to see who goes in with them. Like if a boy goes into the bedroom, 
all the girls draw to see who goes in there with the boy, and vice versa, to 
deliver the mail. 

"The rider then slips into the darkened bedroom, shuts the door, and feels 
around to find the receiver of the letter. When he finds them, he can do 
anything to the receiver he wants until they say, 'Deliver the letter.' When 
they say that, the rider has to stop what he's doing and kiss the receiver. 
Then they leave the room. It's impossible to tell who the rider is until you 
leave the room. That's what makes it so much fun! 

"I had my eye on this one bitchin' guy who was the boyfriend of one of the 
girls. I was sure hoping I could get in the room with him. I had a pretty 
good idea about the size of his dick, and I wanted a chance at it. As luck 
would have it, I did become a rider when he was in the room. I could hardly 
wait to get in there. 

"I mentioned that I had a good idea about the size of the boy's dick. Well, 
I have a great way of finding out what a guy has between his legs. I mean 
the size of it. Since I like to jack 'em off, I want to get the big ones. I 
usually manage to sit in front of each boy and let my dress slip way up 
above my knees so they can look right up my legs. I always do this so no one 
else can see me, of course. Just the guy. When he looks up my legs, he is 
usually surprised and interested that I'm not wearing any panties! 

"Well, this big guy had seen my pussy when I sat in front of him, and his 
dick got hard right away. All I had to do was to check the size of the bulge 
in his pants and I could see he had to be great. 

"After I got into the room and shut the door, I started groping around the 
room looking for him. I found him on the other side of the bed and man, I 
didn't know where to start with him! I decided not to waste any time, so I 
pressed myself against him, put one arm around him, and reached down and 
grabbed his cock with my other hand. 

"He jumped when he felt my hand, but he stayed next to me. His dick started 
hardening immediately and I had it stiff in no time. As quickly as possible 
I unzipped his pants and pulled out prick and balls together. 

"Man! He sure had bitchin' equipment! His cock was quavering in front of him 
just begging to be jacked off! My pussy was burning with anticipation, so I 
put my hand on it to help it along. I clasped my other hand around his 
bouncing tool and started doing my thing on it. I was getting so turned on 
that I pulled him over to the bed by his cock and sat down with him standing 
in front of me. 

"The boy commenced panting and sighing as I whipped away on his prick, while 
my finger was busy in my cunt at the same time. I thought he'd ask me to 
give him the letter long before this, but he didn't say a word. I began 
pumping harder and harder on both of us, and very soon I was rewarded 
tremendously for all my efforts. 

"He must have saved that load for six months! When he shot, it covered the 
front of my dress and splattered all over my legs. I couldn't have prayed 
for a more glorious come! I grabbed his balls when I felt his sperm start 
charging up through his tube, and he erupted with such force that they 
pulled up out of my hand. 

"We were in there so long that the others wondered about us. Either that or 
they thought they would catch us in a compromising position. At any rate, 
they charged into the room, flipped on the light, and caught me sitting 
there with the guy's come all over me, still holding his dick in my hand, 
with its final emission dripping to the floor. 

"We looked so funny that everybody laughed, and I guess that mitigated the 
circumstances. 

"We played a few more wild games and then everyone went home just before my 
folks arrived. We had parties like that whenever we could be by ourselves, 
with no adults around. 

"One place I used to get a kick out of going, so I could show off my ass, 
was baseball games. In fact, I still do. 

"I was fifteen the first time I did it. I sat about midway up in the 
bleachers, where I could show myself off good. I wore a short dress, with no 
panties, of course, and when I saw a boy or man looking my way, I'd spread 
my legs and really give them a show. I knew they could see my pussy, because 
I could feel a breeze caressing the lips of my sex. 

"One man, about thirty, and very handsome, sure got his money's worth. He 
was sitting a few rows in front of me and I think he looked more at my ass 
than he did at the game! It aroused me greatly, having that guy look at my 
pussy. I had a desire to see how big his cock was and to jack him off. 

"There were two boys, about fourteen years old, that liked my show because 
they started to rub the crotches of their pants. I got a big kick out of two 
boys, about eleven, sitting directly in front of me. They kept turning 
around, and when they'd look up my pussy they would giggle wildly. It must 
have been quite an education for them. 

"The whole thing had excited me so much that near the end of the game I had 
to go to the rest room and give myself a quick finger job. I was sorry I did 
it, though, because when I got back the game was just over. I had planned on 
trying to meet the handsome man after the game, but when I got back he was 
gone. I was getting a strong compulsion to have an experience with a mature 
man. 

"My opportunity came shortly after that ball game. I had a close friend 
named Barb, at that time, and this one weekend I went over to see if she 
could go to the show with me. She wasn't home, but her father was. He was a 
good-looking guy, and I had noticed that lately he had been looking at me 
strangely, like he'd like to do something with me sexually. I can usually 
sense that feeling in a man. 

"When he answered the door, I noticed he had been drinking. In fact, he had 
a drink in his hand. He told me Barb wasn't home and invited me in. I sat on 
the couch and he sat in a chair facing me. He started telling me how he'd 
been thinking about his late wife, and how lonesome he was for her. 

"While he talked to me, I let my legs separate a little, and he caught the 
view quick enough. He didn't try to hide his interest, either. He openly 
stared at my legs. Impulsively, I opened them a bit more. He continued to 
look, and I detected that beautiful bulge start to grow in his lap. 

"A plan began to mature in my mind and I got all tingly just thinking about 
it. I asked him if he had any girl friends. He told me he knew some girls, 
but didn't go with any in particular. 

"He was drinking continually, which seemed perfect for my plan. I asked him 
if I could use the toilet and he said, 'Sure.' I excused myself and went 
into the bathroom. After shutting the door, I pulled up my dress and pulled 
off my panties. I rubbed my pussy a little, then dropped down my dress, put 
the panties in my small clutch bag, and went back to the couch. When I sat 
down, I made a point of letting my dress slip way up. 

"We talked for a while and then, while we were talking, I raised the calf of 
my leg onto the couch and that really jolted him! He almost dropped his 
drink! I could feel my cunt lips separate, so I knew he was getting a real 
eyeful. 

"Unconsciously, he started rubbing himself between his legs. I knew why, but 
I said, 'Why are you doing that?' 

"This surprised and embarrassed him, so he stopped abruptly, took a long 
swig of his drink and, with slurred speech, asked me what I meant. 

" 'Why are you rubbing yourself between your legs like that?' I asked 
innocently. 

"He didn't answer immediately, but finished his drink and got up to fix 
himself another. I could hardly resist caressing my swollen cunt lips while 
he was facing the other way. I could really guess the size of his dick the 
way it was pushing out the front of his pants, and I moved my hand faster 
thinking about the cause of that bulge. 

"He was very unsteady on his feet when he returned to his chair. He put his 
drink down, looked between my legs, and then into my eyes and answered, 
'Because you're driving me nuts, the way you sit there. I can see everything 
you have under your dress. It isn't proper for a girl of your age to sit in 
front of a grown man like that. You can cause things to happen to him!' 

"I thought, Boy, don't I know it! and then said, 'You don't seem to mind 
looking, Mark.' It was the first time I had called him by his name, and I 
could tell it surprised him. I could tell he was really getting drunk, and 
when I put my foot up on the couch he just emptied his glass in one gulp! 

"He was stoned by this time, so I went over and sat on his lap. I could feel 
his hard penis under my ass, so I squirmed around on it awhile. He was too 
far gone from the drinking and sex stimulation to make me get up. He just 
sat there with his eyes shut, breathing heavily. 

" 'I'll bet you have a big one, Mark,' I said, feeling his strength 
throbbing between the cheeks of my ass. I could hardly hear his answer. I 
think he mumbled, 'A big what?' I told him I meant his thing, but he just 
moaned, closed his eyes and passed out! 

"I got off his lap and felt the hill in his pants. Gosh, it seemed so solid 
and large! He didn't move at all, so I got on my knees and moved between his 
legs. I quickly unzipped his pants and put my trembling hand inside. I had a 
little difficulty getting into his shorts, but I finally did, and his hot 
flesh jumped as my cool fingers curled around the thick shaft and moved up 
the smooth, silky skin. It was so large my fingers didn't meet around it. I 
tugged at it as I tried to free it from his pants. 

"Being unsuccessful, I pulled out my hand and unbuttoned his pants and 
underwear and pulled them down. His huge prick sprang out, a thick, strongly 
curved spear of flesh, topped by a large, round head shaped like a big ripe 
plum. His balls hung heavy in their wrinkled bag, and were as large as 
walnuts under the black fur of his crotch. I cupped my hand under them and 
held their warm weight. My first open encounter with a full-grown, 
full-blown prick and balls! 

"I became fascinated by the beauty of his organ, and sat on the floor in 
front of him to enjoy the sight. As I watched, his cock pulsated and 
throbbed, and his balls started pulling up to his shaft. I reached out my 
hand and ran my fingers up and down the engorged prick gently as I marveled 
at the mature, slightly dark red color of this handsome tool of woman's 
pleasure. 

"All of a sudden I began to get an urge I had never experienced in the past. 
I had seen pictures of it, but I had never tried it before. I'm sort of 
ashamed to tell you this, but I wanted to put his hot thing in my mouth! 
There was that enormous, bobbing prick in front of me, jerking hot, and 
glistening with moisture on the head, and I wanted to put my mouth on it! 
Why, I'll never know. 

Maybe it was because it was a real man's cock. I don't know. 

"I took his hard shaft in my hand and moved my face over his straining prick 
and, hesitantly, lowered my mouth until my warm, soft lips captured the 
smooth, pulsing head. I swirled my tongue rapidly around it and mouthed it 
with my lips until it was swollen and gleaming from the loving polish that I 
applied to it. 

"The saliva ran from the sides of my mouth as I sucked hungrily at the head 
-- my cheeks pulling in from the force of each suck. Then I lowered my face 
on it and engulfed most of the throbbing thick length within my mouth as I 
ran it down my throat. My lips were a tight O around the shaft as I sucked 
it in and out. I tried to keep a tight tunnel around his entire cock as I 
slurped greedily, my head bobbing up and down as I nursed it. 

"To my amazement, I felt a hot climax building in me as I sucked, and when I 
felt the first thick load of his sperm spurting into the back of my throat, 
I began to come wildly myself. I moaned and thrashed on the floor in front 
of him, my fingers pumping in and out of my cunt, all the while keeping his 
spitting prick deep within my mouth as I quaked with the violence of my own 
orgasm. Lustfully, I gulped at the heavy white streams of sperm that he shot 
down my throat, and each spurt of his delicious discharge caused my 
clenching cunt to spasm in unison. I lovingly sucked him dry, swallowing 
every delicious drop before letting his wet prick slip from my lips. I moved 
back, wiping off my mouth with my hand. I looked at his darling cock hanging 
halfway limp between his thighs. I was fascinated watching his balls relax 
and roll down from their uptight condition to their normal hanging position. 

"For some reason I had an intense guilty feeling, and wanted to get away 
from there as quickly as possible. I jumped up, ran out of the house and 
went home. Mark didn't wake up during the whole scene. He was just sort of 
groaning and rubbing his crotch as I went out the door. 

"Through the years I've exhibited myself in every way imaginable, and there 
are certainly a multitude of ways available to a female. I've never been 
interested in becoming a topless or bottomless dancer, though, because you 
can't see the guys getting hard, and you can't make dates with them. I have 
been a photographer's model and it's sort of fun. I managed to jack off 
every photographer I worked for!" 

Had April's parents accepted the responsibility of educating their child in 
the aspects of sexual control and the functions of the male and female 
organs, it is quite possible that she would have developed a normal sex 
drive. As it was, the early incidents in her life led her sexual desires in 
a deviated direction. Through therapy it is hoped that she will eventually 
accept her normal role as a woman, and realize that the penis can be enjoyed 
in ways other than fellatio, and that she can attract a male easily enough 
without using extreme methods, such as exhibitionism. 

THE BRIEF RELUCTANT EXHIBITIONISM OF FRED M. 

It is unusual, in my professional capacity as socio-sexual consultant and 
researcher, to have the opportunity to interview both the perpetrator of an 
act and the victim. 

Recently, I was approached by my personal physician to examine a young man, 
Fred M., who had been caught in the act of exhibiting himself. Fortunately 
for him, he was apprehended by his neighbors, who did not feel that it was 
necessary to turn him over to the authorities. They concluded that he would 
be helped to a much greater extent if he could be placed under the care of 
professionally trained people. 

They did feel, however, a responsibility toward the victim also, and wanted 
to be certain that no ill effects were caused by the situation. As a result, 
the young girl was to be examined thoroughly and professionally. 

My physician was chosen for the above responsibilities, and he in turn 
contacted me to aid him in the investigation. 

The first of the pair I interviewed was Fred. He was a pleasant young man, 
with a warm personality. Being twenty-two years old, he was energetic and 
full of ambition. His appearance was that of a clean-cut, handsome young man 
with a great deal of charm. There was one fault that might possibly have 
affected his life. He was quite short in stature. 

We had a sustained rapport throughout our interview sessions and 
consultations. He was quite willing to discuss everything concerned with his 
problem, including his various performances as an exhibitionist. 

After completing the usual testing and paperwork period, we began the 
interview segment which I have recorded on tape, as usual, to guarantee the 
accuracy of my report. 

Q. Tell me, Fred, how long have you been performing as an exhibitionist? 

A. Oh, I guess the first I realized it was when I was about sixteen. I did 
some things that were sort of weird and I wondered why I did them. I knew 
the other guys weren't doing things like that. 

Q. Things like what, Fred? 

A. Well, like after school I'd go to this grade school and in the back there 
was a loading dock that went up to the second floor and . . . 

Q. Just a minute, Fred, you mean this wasn't your school. Is that right? 

A. I'm sorry. I was going to high school at this time and that's why the 
different schools. I wanted younger kids and not the kids in my school, 
where I really wasn't accepted. 

Q. You weren't accepted in your own school? Why was that? 

A. Well, all the guys in my age group, my peers, you might say, were very 
active in sports, and due to my being so short I couldn't qualify for 
anything but swimming, but we didn't have a pool at the school. They used to 
kid me about being so short. Even the girls did. 

Q. All right. Tell me about the grade school. 

A. Like I was saying, this ramp went up to the second floor, and the kids 
used to go to the top and ride down on their bikes and scooters all the 
time. It was about eight feet from the side of the building, so if you were 
standing on the ground, next to the building, you were in the view of anyone 
on top. I used to go under the thing and wait until some kids came to play 
on the ramp. 

When they got to the top I'd pull out my dick and step out into view. If 
they didn't look down, I'd make some noise so that they'd see me. When they 
looked, I just acted as if I didn't know they were there and I'd start 
jacking off like crazy! They were always interested, the girls especially. 
If they were all boys I usually wouldn't do my thing, but if they were 
girls, or a mixture of the two, I'd do it strictly for the girls' interest. 

One terrific time there was a girl all by herself. She must have been about 
eleven, and it was really something! I stepped out when she was up on top, 
and when she looked down she seemed really interested. After the shock of 
seeing me, that is. 

I was jacking away wildly when I heard her ask, "What are you doing, 
mister?" 

I ignored her and she asked me again. I finally looked up and answered, 
"Just messin' around." 

"Can I come down and watch?" 

I was beginning to like the idea, so I told her that I didn't care. She got 
on her bike, rode it down, and laid it on the ground at the end of the ramp. 
When she started walking toward me I got a little nervous, but when I saw 
how pretty she was I got over it. 

"Can I watch you?" she asked again. 

"Sure, do you know what you're watchin'?" 

"I think so. That's your cock, isn't it?" she said, proudly. 

"Where did you hear that word?" I asked. "My girlfriends and I know all the 
words. We talk about it all the time. You sure have a nice prick and balls!" 

I was really shocked to hear a girl of her age talking like that. Anyway, 
she walked right up to me and grabbed hold of my cock. I just stood there 
and let her do what she wanted. 

She jacked it, expertly I might add, for a few minutes and then asked me, 
"You want to see my cunt?" 

"Well ... I guess so," I mumbled, in shock. 

With that she pulled up her little dress and pulled down her panties. She 
had a little tuft of hair beginning just above her protruding, pink lips, 
and I was fascinated by how clean and smooth her sex looked. She let me look 
awhile and then grabbed my dick again. 

She commenced her jacking off on me with the added touch of fondling my 
balls. Pretty soon she let go of my balls and put that hand between her legs 
and went to town on herself as she worked on my prick. 

I was still in a state of shock, but enjoying every bit of the action. She 
sure did know how to jack off a prick! In no time at all I was to the point 
of shooting. Realizing this, she dropped to her knees, took my prick in her 
mouth, and sucked me to a tremendous orgasm! I spurted shot after shot into 
her mouth, and she didn't lose a drop! 

After she removed her mouth from my dick, I was still pouring out come. She 
got all she could on her finger and then put her ringer in her hole. She 
then pumped it in and out of her pussy until her whole body shuddered and 
stiffened. I just stood there, watching her experience her orgasm! 

After that, she got up quickly, pulled on her panties, jumped on her bike, 
and took off. I've never seen her since. It was like a wild dream! I will 
say this, though. The whole incident served to further my tendency to 
exhibit myself. 

Q. That was when you were sixteen. What are some of the other things that 
you've done since then? 

A. Well, I remember when I was about eighteen we were living in this 
first-floor apartment, and along the outside of the building there was a 
fire escape that passed our bathroom window. If the bathroom window was 
open, you could look in from the fire escape and see the whole room. It had 
a louvered window that could be adjusted for any size opening. As luck would 
have it, there were two girls about eleven and twelve living on the second 
floor, above our place. I realized the potential of this window and started 
making plans right away. 

First, I noticed that these two sweet things played a great deal on those 
stairs. Second, I realized that I could adjust the window so that it was 
open just enough for them to see in, but closed enough so that I could say I 
hadn't known they could see through it. In fact, I went out on the stairs 
and checked the window to see how far to open it! 

I could hear them when they were playing on the stairs from anywhere in our 
apartment, and I'd go into the bathroom, close the door and take my clothes 
off! One thing I did was to hang a towel over the shower curtain so that 
only the lower part of my body could be seen from the stairs. 

After I got my clothes off, I'd sit on the toilet stool, jacking off. I used 
to turn the water in the sink on and off when they were at the window, to 
attract their attention. After they had looked in the first time, they 
always looked in. In fact, they used to go to the window specifically to 
look in, hoping to see me! 

I remember the first time I performed. I had the whole thing set up and I 
was sitting there jacking off slowly when they started up the stairs. I 
turned the water on and off, and when they heard it they looked toward the 
window. I had to cough to get them to come closer and look in, and they did. 

Boy, it was great! They started making those beautiful remarks that I like 
to hear so much! Things like, "Ooooh, look at his big thing!" and "Gee, 
isn't that something" 

"I wonder what he's doin'." 

"I never saw anything like that!" 

Remarks like that just set me off and I have to let myself come! When I did 
finally let the sperm blast out, they just ooh'd and ah'd like crazy. 

I did that a lot of times for those girls and for others that they brought 
over. 

Another thing I used to do was to take Polaroid photos of myself and drop 
them on the sidewalk around a school. Then I'd go home and jack off, 
imagining the girls that were looking at the pictures and what their 
comments were. 

Q. I must say, that's a new angle. Exhibitionism by proxy, so to speak. Tell 
me, Fred, just what were the circumstances behind your last situation that 
resulted in your being placed in therapy? 

A. That was really a bad scene. I was led into the whole situation. The way 
it happened was this. 

I was living in a second-floor apartment and my bedroom window faced a house 
next door. There was a bedroom on the first floor of the house and from my 
window I could see into most of the room. 

There were two kids in that house, a boy about fourteen and a girl thirteen. 
I hadn't lived there long before I discovered that the bedroom was the 
girl's room. She was the only one I ever saw in the room, with the exception 
of her brother once in awhile. 

I tried not to do anything. You know, show myself in the window. And I 
didn't for a long time. I was, at that time, trying to quit doing the things 
I've been telling you about. But evidently she knew about me living up 
there, and I saw her several times, looking up at my window. It was a real 
battle for me. One I'm afraid I lost. 

As I said, I used to see her a lot in her room and after a period of several 
months, she started walking around with very few clothes on, like in her bra 
and panties, or her nightgown. She was a cute, tiny thing and her 
half-developed breasts were a pretty good size. She also had long, straight, 
blonde hair that cascaded over her shoulders. 

Every time I'd see her walking around like that, I'd get a hard-on. At first 
I started peeking at her from the side of the window for a little bit, and 
then I'd pull myself away. Eventually I started watching her longer and 
longer each time. As time went by, I started to jack off while I watched 
her. Especially after she started doing things. 

At first, like I said, she just walked around in her bra and panties or 
nightgown, but one day she stood near the window and took off her bra. Man, 
that was wild. Her titties were perfectly round, and tapered out to large, 
pink points. Her nipples seemed to be always erect, or else they were just 
that large. Her breasts looked very solid, and yet they were springy, and 
vibrated when she walked. When I saw that beautiful sight, I just had to 
jack off! 

Q. Do you think the girl knew you were watching her at the time? 

A. No, I don't really think she did, at that time. She never looked up at 
the window when she was walking around like that. 

Q. You mentioned masturbation. Did you masturbate to a climax while watching 
her? 

A. At first I didn't. I'd stop myself and go cool off. Take a walk or 
something. But after a few weeks I couldn't stop myself. I had to get some 
relief. I started masturbating in bed thinking about her, but finally I did 
it right at the window. Particularly after she started doing other things. 
Q. What else did she do? 

A. Well, once I was watching her walking around bare-titted when she stopped 
just a little ways into the room from the window, and started rubbing and 
caressing her titties. She was squeezing them and lifting them in her hands, 
inspecting every inch of them. Suddenly, she looked right up at my window 
and I think that's the first time she spotted me watching her. Anyway, she 
faced the window, looked down at her tits again, and then spun around and 
bounced away. Pretty soon she came back into view and started other actions. 

I continued watching her every movement and enjoying the marvel of her 
satin-like, unblemished, thirteen-year-old breasts and her smooth, slender 
thighs and legs when, much to my excitement, she put her thumbs under the 
elastic of her bright red panties and very slowly started rolling them off 
her body. 

I was whipping my dick so furiously it was all red from the friction. 
Meanwhile, she lowered the panties further. Just as the curly hairs of her 
pussy began to peek out over the top of the panties, she whipped her body 
around and stood with her back to me. 

Her sexy, boy-size buttocks protruded to such an extent it was with some 
difficulty that she managed to push the panties over them. When she did, she 
let the gossamer garment drop to the floor and then stepped out of them. 

As I gazed at those fantastically formed, ivory-colored twin orbs, she 
started clenching and unclenching them. Then she bent over and picked up the 
garment on the floor. 

I was hand-fucking myself so violently that my balls were bouncing up and 
hitting my hand. When she bent over, I could see everything! I could see her 
pussy framed with sparse, lightly colored hair and a glimpse of the inner, 
reddish-hued lips. Then, directly above this sight, was the tiny anus 
winking at me. 

She took her time straightening up and by the time she did, I'd already shot 
my load. It exploded out of me like a bomb and went all over the window. I 
don't know what she did after that, because I left the window, cleaned 
myself up and went to bed. 

Q. Did you watch her again after that episode? 

A. You bet I did! The next time, about three or four nights later, she did 
it again. This time I stayed to see the whole show. 

She went through the same routine, but when she turned around I could see 
her pussy. She had a sexy, inviting pussy. She didn't have really thick 
hair. Just enough to give it a soft look. I could see the pouting lips quite 
clearly. I could tell she was stimulated, too, because her love lips were 
open and glistening with moisture. 

She walked around the room, bare-assed naked, showing me her cunt and ass to 
my heart's content. Every once in awhile she'd look up at my window and I 
was beginning to think she knew I was watching her. 

After a few times like that my compulsion to exhibit myself became extremely 
strong. She was destroying all of my will power. I eventually went so far as 
to stand in my window, if it was nighttime, and jack off while I watched 
her. I knew she couldn't see me, but it eased my need somewhat. It was just 
the idea that I was there. I could imagine the rest. After a couple of 
times, though, that didn't satisfy me any longer. I just had to show her my 
prick. 

The first night I did was the night she really put a show on for me. She 
followed the same pattern of stripping and walking around, but this night 
she went farther. After walking around, giving me a great show, she ended up 
by sitting in a chair that was near the window. She lifted up her feet and 
put them on the chair, facing me. God, did I ever get a view! And as if that 
weren't enough, she commenced finger-fucking herself! 

Man, I'll tell you! I stood right up in the window and really flogged my 
cock. There we were, I could see her, but she couldn't see me, hand-fucking 
ourselves in unison! 

She kept staring up at my window so much I began to wonder if she could see 
me! I didn't care at that point. I was too far gone. The beauty of it was 
that we both got off together. I could tell when she came. My sperm entered 
the atmosphere at the same time! 

The next time I was the show opener. I turned on my light, stripped naked, 
and started walking around the room, passing in front of the window as if I 
was unaware that it was open. Of course I had an immense hard-on in 
expectation of what was to happen, and it swung back and forth as I walked. 

Sure enough, when she came into the room she looked up and saw me. At first 
she just stood there staring at me, but finally she removed all of her 
clothes and did her thing. I got an idea then. I pulled the shade down so 
she couldn't see my face, just the lower part of my body, like my prick and 
balls. Being upstairs, of course, I could still see into her room. 

When she sat in the chair and started to finger her cunt, I stopped in front 
of the window and jacked off for her. Every once in awhile I'd lift up my 
balls and squeeze them out, so she could see everything. Her eyes were as 
large as quarters as she sat there watching me! 

Pretty soon I could see she was coming, so I let mine rip out all over the 
window again. When she saw my spurting sperm, her finger went wild in her 
cunt! 

I did it for her a lot of times after that, while she would do her thing. 
One night, though, her mother spotted me from another window. If there 
hadn't been a light coming in from another room, I never would have seen 
her. The topper is she watched me several nights before she did anything! 
The first time I saw her I was about to climax, so I couldn't stop. But the 
next few times, since she hadn't done anything, I just went ahead thinking 
she wanted to watch me, too! She did, but only a few times. I guess it 
bothered her conscience. She was probably ashamed of herself for wanting to 
look at me, so she told her husband. 

I only have one more thing to say, and that is these girls aren't as 
innocent as people think, sometimes! 

A RESPONSIBILITY TOWARD THE VICTIM 

I was quite surprised when I had my first session with the young lady 
involved with Fred M. She was a very sweet, petite, sophisticated young 
girl. It was difficult to believe that she was only thirteen. 

She came bouncing into my office, generating all the personality and charm a 
parent could want to see in a daughter. It was evident that the so-called 
"terrible" experience she had recently undergone had not outwardly affected 
her stability in any way. 

Her name was Trudy and it seemed to fit this pretty, blonde teenager. We 
became friends almost immediately, and she seemed very much at ease as we 
began the interviews. 

Q. Trudy, where would you like to start? By telling me about your school, or 
home, or what? A. Gee, I don't know. 

Q. Why don't you tell me how you are doing in school? 

A. Well, I do all right, I guess. I get mostly B's. Q. Do you have a steady 
boyfriend? A. Oh, no. My mother would never allow me to go steady. 

Q. Well, do you ever go anywhere with boys, or do you just associate with 
girls? You do have girlfriends, don't you? 

A. Oh, yes. I have two real good girlfriends. We do just about everything 
together. 

I could see that this young lady was trying to make me believe she was just 
a sweet little thing who would never do anything wrong! I was going to have 
to use some shock tactics to break her loose and cause her to be honest and 
tell me everything. 

Q. Trudy, has your mother ever told you anything about life? You know, the 
male and female stuff? 

A. Why no, of course not. People don't talk about things like that! 

Q. Your mother tells me that she has talked to you considerably on the 
subject. 

A. Oh, you mean about the birds and the bees junk. Yes, she has told me a 
few things. 

Q. I'm going to be very frank with you, Trudy. Do you have a pair of bright 
red panties? (That question hit home, and she blushed profusely before 
answering.) 

A. I. . . I. . . yes ... I do have a red pair. How did you know? 

Q. Well, let's just say a bird or a bee told me. Now, why don't you just 
relax and tell me everything? I promise that what you tell me will get no 
further. It's just my job to discuss these matters with all the people 
involved and try to be of help to someone if they need it. If you don't tell 
me everything, it's possible that your neighbor, Fred, will get into 
trouble. You wouldn't like to see that happen, would you? 

A. Oh, no. He's not the terrible man that they say he is. He didn't really 
do anything wrong. I don't even know him! 

Q. Why don't you start by telling me what your knowledge of sex is? When you 
first realized there was such a thing. I hear these stories every day, so 
don't be bashful about telling me. I won't embarrass you. I give you my word 
on that. 

A. All right, I guess I might as well, if you really promise you won't tell 
my folks any of these things. 

Q. I told you, honey. I give you my word. 

A. Well, one thing sticks out in my mind. It happened when I was eight years 
old. 

We were living in a four-unit apartment building at the time, two units 
downstairs and two units upstairs. We were in one of the downstairs units 
and next door to us lived a man about thirty years old with his son, who was 
eleven. Naturally I used to play with his son all the time and the man, I 
think his name was Don, used to baby-sit me sometimes when my mother had to 
go somewhere. She used to watch his son for him in return. He was a widower. 

Anyway, this one day he was going to take care of me for my mom. When I went 
over to his apartment, he answered the door in a sort of wraparound towel 
thing, with a pocket in it and buttons on the side. It only came down to the 
middle of his legs. He was shaving, and he told me to make myself at home 
and then went back to the bathroom. 

When I sat on the couch, I noticed a big book on the coffee table, so I 
picked it up to look at it. Wow, what a book! Ill never forget it as long as 
I live! It had all kinds of pictures and drawings in it. I mean all kinds of 
dirty pictures! 

Q. What do you mean, dirty pictures? 

A. Well, there were pictures of. . . of naked men and . . . women . . . and 
. . . and they were . . . well, doing things to each other. 

Q. Were they doing sex things? Is that what you mean, honey? 

A. Yes. 

Q. Do you think that sex things between a man and woman are dirty, Trudy? 

A. Well, my mom acts like they are. She won't ever tell me anything, or 
answer my questions. She acts like it's bad to talk about things like that. 

Q. What do you think, honey? Do you think it's a "dirty" thing? 

A. Gee, I guess it really isn't. I mean, if my folks do things . . . 

Q. How are you aware that your parents do "things?" 

A. I hear them a lot and a couple of times I peeked into their bedroom and 
saw some things. 

Q. A lot of kids do that, honey. No need to worry about it. Go ahead now. 
Tell me what happened in the man's apartment. 

A. Like I was saying, I started looking at this book and I couldn't believe 
the pictures. There was even men with men and women with women! Well, it 
made me have a funny feeling between my legs. You know, like I wanted to rub 
myself there. I found out about that quite a while before, and I put my hand 
down there like I'd done in bed lotsa nights. Then I started rubbin' while I 
looked at the pictures. 

About that time the man, Don, came into the room and saw what I was doing 
before I could take my hand away. He didn't say anything, but I know he saw 
me. All he said was, "Oh, I see you found my book. I didn't know you were 
going to be here so soon or I would have put it away. You're a little young 
to be reading such things." 

I just blushed and put the book back on the table and said, "I didn't look 
at much, Don. It must be some book, though!" 

While I was talking, he sat down on a chair in front of me. He still had 
that towel thing on and when he sat down I could see right up his legs! It 
was dark under there, but I could make out his bal. . . 

Q. That's all right, Trudy. You can use any words you want to. I think you 
can tell me more clearly if you do, so go ahead. 

A. All right. 

I could see his balls, and just a little of his thing. Since I was already 
turned on from reading the book, I got brave. I got down on the floor about 
halfway between us and sat cross-legged. Boy, I could see everything! Well, 
not everything, but I could see all of his balls and the head of his thing. 
I asked him where his son was, and he told me that he was at some kind of 
school activity. Then I asked, "Where did you get a book like that?" 

"Oh, I know places," he answered. "Go ahead and look at it if you want to." 

He could see me looking at his legs and he moved forward so that everything 
hung down off the edge of the chair. Now I could see everything! 

"Have you ever seen what a man looks like, Trudy?" he asked. 

"No, Don, I haven't," I lied. "Why?" 

"I'll show you mine if you promise you won't tell anyone." 

"I won't. I promise," I answered, excitedly. 

Then he unbuttoned the towel and opened it. His dick was getting hard and it 
sure did look big, especially to an eight-year-old! 

"Wow," I gasped in amazement. "That's really something!" 

He started playing with it. Squeezing it and fondling his balls. Then he 
said, "Go ahead, Trudy, you can touch it. I know you want to, don't you?" 

"Yeah," I answered, and reached out toward it. When I got my hand around it, 
it felt so strange. It was warm, and I could feel it stiffening while it was 
in my hand. I played with his balls awhile and then he suggested we move to 
the couch. 

"I want to see yours, honey. Take off your shorts." 

I did what he wanted, instantly. After I was exposed, he reached over and 
caressed my protruding pussy lips. I spread my legs open when his hand 
touched me. I felt like I wanted his hand all over it, but still in it. I 
didn't know what I wanted. I just know I wanted his hand there. 

His dick was real hard by that time and I stroked it up and down. After he 
played with my box for awhile, he told me to stand up in front of him. I 
didn't want to let his cock go, but I got up reluctantly and stood in front 
of him. 

His warm hand started caressing my body all over. I was blushing with the 
heat of my body and that of his hands. He turned me around and petted and 
pinched my butt cheeks. He even opened them as wide as he could so he could 
see my little hole back there. 

He was panting and sighing when he said, "Get on the floor in front of me, 
little one. I want you to do something for me." 

I sat right between his legs and he told me, "Put your hand around my prick, 
baby, and move it up and down." 

I did what he asked and after a bit he told me to squeeze my hand tighter, 
and move up and down faster. I was pumping away, fascinated by this large, 
swollen thing with the hanging balls jiggling beneath it, wondering what was 
coming next. 

I didn't have long to wait. All of a sudden his cock stiffened and expanded 
so much that the head started turning purple. And then it happened! 

His prick erupted with such force it just about knocked my hand off it! Then 
his white stuff spewed out right into my face! I ducked, but I wasn't fast 
enough. It hit me. 

He laid back on the couch and panted for awhile, like he was fainting or 
something. I jumped up and went to the bathroom to clean off the sticky 
stuff. When it had landed on my face it was hot, but after it cooled it 
became sticky. 

After I cleaned myself off I went back, taking some toilet paper for him. He 
thought that was real nice, and he cleaned himself off with it. I stood 
there, naked from my waist down. It was interesting to watch him clean off 
his soft but still large dick. The stuff was still seeping out of the little 
mouth on the end of his cock. I wondered how much a man had of that stuff! 

Suddenly, when he was through wiping himself, he grabbed me by the waist and 
pulled me to him. He kissed my belly all over, and then my pussy. Turning me 
around, he kissed both cheeks of my ass. Then, slapping my butt, he told me 
to get dressed. He then put the towel back on. 

Nothing more happened. We just watched television until my mom came home. 

Q. Did you ever have a repeat performance with this Don? 

A. A couple of times, but we moved away shortly after. I did fool around 
with several boys after that, though. 

Q. Tell me about the incident with Fred. And please tell me everything. It's 
very important! 

A. Okay. I promise I'll tell you the whole thing. There's more to it than 
anybody knows, too! 

I first noticed Fred when he moved in next door. He's a good-looking guy and 
to a girl my age he was super! Anyway, I was trying to figure out how I 
could go about meeting him. My being only thirteen, I knew he wouldn't have 
much interest in me, so I didn't know what to do to attract him. 

Then one day I noticed him in his room. I wasn't sure it was his room until 
after I saw him there several times. It was then that I planned to put on a 
show for him. I figured I could get him interested if he could see what kind 
of body I had. I always acted like I didn't know he was there, but I spotted 
him several times out of the corner of my eye, watching me. That was all I 
needed, because I knew he'd look if I was putting on a show. I sure wanted 
to get next to that guy! 

Whenever I'd see Fred on the street, I would look down at his fly, trying to 
guess how big his cock was. I could see the bulge there, but it's hard to 
tell about a guy when he's got his clothes on. I had a big desire to see 
what it looked like in a stiff position. 

Anyway, the first thing I started doing was walking around in my bra and 
panties. You mentioned the red panties. Well, that's what I wore. I got a 
glimpse of him a couple of times, but if I couldn't see him exactly, I could 
still sense him looking at me, and it gave me all kinds of sensations! I 
used to finger my pussy in bed for many hours after doing these things, 
thinking about him watching me, and how hard and big his prick must be. I 
wondered if he was jacking off thinking of me. I used to imagine that he 
was, and really have myself a terrific come. 

One night I decided that he'd really see something. I'd give him something 
to jack off about! I walked around, first, like I always did, showing off my 
butt and everything. Then I walked near the window and very slowly unhooked 
my bra. I turned my back to him when I let it drop, and then turned around. 
My nipples were so stiff they were like two fingers, without the nails, of 
course. Even my titties got more solid. 

That was the first night I saw Fred's cock, and it was a beauty! The light 
from my window shone up to his, quite a lot. At least enough so that I could 
see him pretty well. He probably couldn't tell that it shone up there that 
much. Also, the street light in front of our houses lit up the lower half of 
his window, and him! I even went further and moved a floor lamp next to my 
window, so more light would shine up there! 

Gee, what a dreamy prick he had! It was so handsome. And his balls were 
beautiful and big, hanging down in a large sack. I was so taken by that 
marvelous sight that I just stopped and looked up at his window. I watched 
as he began to jack off. His hand was moving so fast you could hardly see 
it! 

I was really excited and sexed up. So much so I ended up going all the way 
and taking off my panties! I did it real slow, to give him a good appetite. 
After I dropped my panties, I decided to do something that I'd done in front 
of my mirror. I bent all the way over, with my back to him, and picked up my 
panties. I knew from what I had seen in the mirror that he could get a 
perfect view of my extended pussy lips and hair, and also my butt hole. I 
felt all open when I did that, and I wished so much that he could have been 
there to jam his lovely prick into my cunt! I was so turned on that after I 
straightened up, I looked up at his window. 

He was a fantastic sight! He was jacking off so wildly I thought his ball 
sack was going to fly off, it was flopping around so much! Almost at once, 
his cock let loose and his stuff splattered on the window. It was too much 
for me, and I had to jam my finger into myself. I went to bed right away, 
keeping my finger in my pussy all night long. 

Q. Did you see him again after that episode? 

A. You bet I did. Plenty of times. I told you. There was more to what I did 
than anyone really knows. Even Fred! Let me tell you what I did. 

Q. Please do. 

A. The next time I decided to do a real wild thing. I have these two 
girlfriends the same age as me, and we do a lot of crazy things together. 
Like the three of us go to one of our houses, usually when the parents 
aren't home, and really have a blast. We go in the bedroom and strip naked, 
and then we mess around. We do all kinds of stuff, like playing with each 
other's holes and things like that. We love to finger-fuck each other! 
Sometimes we all do it to each other at the same time. We sit in a circle on 
the bed, and we each put our finger in the pussy of the girl sitting next to 
us. Then we finger-fuck each other together. Another thing we do is lick 
each other's cunts. I know it sounds weird, but we do it a lot, and I really 
dig it. It feels real good if the licker knows what she's doing. I don't 
mind licking a girl's cunt if she, or someone else, licks mine good. One of 
the girls knows this man who likes to see two girls lick each other, 
especially if they're young. And he pays them money! I went there once and 
he gave us five dollars apiece! It was fun to undress and get naked in front 
of a grown man. He got naked, too, but he just jacked himself off. He liked 
to feel us all over, too. It sure felt sexy when he rubbed his hands all 
over my titties and ass cheeks. All these things are great, but nothing 
feels as good as having a real live, honest-to-goodness man's prick to play 
with! I've never had one in me, believe it or not, and Fred is the first guy 
that I've ever seen that I would want to do it with. 

Anyway, what I did was I got these two girls over to my house and we messed 
around with each other until I spotted Fred in his room. We were all real 
hot and ready for anything. I told the girls to get on each side of my 
window and peek up at Fred while I did my stuff. I did the thing of taking 
off my panties, and giving him a good look at my pussy. I looked up several 
times and saw him in his window, and so did the girls. 

When we saw him start jacking his cock, the girls went wild with their 
fingers in their pussy holes. I had a hard time making them stay down out of 
sight. I thought if he saw them he'd stop doing his thing. I don't think 
Fred knew he could be seen, because if he had wanted me to see him he would 
have turned on a light. 

I could see him better that night than ever before. I could plainly see his 
big cock head and his fat ball bag. The girls were giggling so loud I was 
afraid he might hear them. I was watching Fred quite a bit for awhile, 
moving around so he could see me good. I even played with my pussy a little. 
When I looked down at the girls again, they were going crazy. They had moved 
together under the window, and one was on her knees peeking up at Fred while 
the other girl was lying on her back with her head raised up to the first 
girl's cunt, licking hell out of it. 

My pussy was so hot and open from all the sexy things going on around me 
that I was getting weak in the knees. I had to get some satisfaction, and 
right away! I walked over and got a chair and put it right in front of the 
window. I sat on it facing the window, and put my feet up on the sides. I 
knew he could look right up my little cunt. I started spreading the red, 
moist outer lips, acting like I was examining my inner lips. Boy, I was so 
wet inside the juice was practically dripping out! 

I couldn't wait. I plunged my finger into the pink quivering folds of my 
burning pussy and began finger-fucking myself rapidly. Oh, God, but it felt 
wonderful! I pumped and pumped with my finger when suddenly I felt a sex 
thrill in my butt hole! One of the girls was pushing her finger into my 
asshole! That caused me to work even more furiously on myself! 

I looked up at Fred. He was gripping his tool tightly and moving the whole 
length of his fat cock with long, even strokes. I realized that we were 
moving together, and pretty soon I could feel the surge of my oncoming 
orgasm traveling up through my insides. I started shaking all over and I 
even jammed another finger into my sex-hole. When I did that, my butt hole 
clamped down on the girl's finger. Then I came! 

Everything inside me seemed to be trying to push out through my cunt. And 
yet, at the same time it felt like my lips were sucking my fingers in. My 
asshole was squeezing the girl's finger so tightly I don't think she could 
have pulled it out if she had wanted to! 

I glanced up at Fred just in time to see him spout off. His fleshy hose sure 
let loose a load of white stuff. It creamed out into the air and out of 
sight. He left the window right after his come, so I pulled down my shade 
and the two girls and myself talked and laughed about the whole thing. I 
really had a sound sleep that night! 

A few nights later I happened to look up at Fred's window and what a great 
exciting surprise I had. He had the lights on as he walked right past the 
window, naked! I just stood there watching him in amazement. What a really 
handsome guy he was! He was beautiful! 

It was the first time I had had a clear look at his equipment, and it was 
something to look at! That great white shaft of a prick standing 
majestically in the air, with its large round head topping it off. 
Underneath was the sexy wrinkled bag that his cock was carrying. I wanted to 
hold that bag so much. To feel the warm softness of it. The balls rolling 
around inside. 

I was about to strip off my clothes then and there, when the girls finally 
arrived. I let them in and we all rushed to my room to see the sights. 
Staying at the opposite side of the room, away from the window, we all 
yanked off our clothes as fast as we could. I walked back to the window and 
stood there rubbing my pussy and tits, while the other two cute, naked 
teenagers crawled along the sides of the room to the viewing spot. One of 
them said, "Wow, look at that pretty cock and balls! I wish I could touch 
them. It's so big! Are they all that big?" The other one answered, "Not all 
the ones I've seen. They're all different sizes, but they're all fun to play 
with!" 

We questioned how many she had actually seen and she convinced us that she 
had seen several. Boys' and men's both. She even told us that not all of 
them have the head showing, like Fred's. I couldn't understand that, but I 
believed her. 

We were all enthralled with the show in front of us. He did all sorts of 
things. He lifted up his balls so we could see them real good, and he 
squeezed the bottom of his prick and made the head swell up so much I could 
see the funny mouth on the end of it. He even turned around and bent over so 
we could view his asshole. I wonder what he would have done if he had known 
there were three lovely naked girls watching him instead of one! 

I got the chair again and sat on it and started finger-fucking myself. My 
cunt was hotter than it had ever been, because I could see his cock and 
equipment so good, and the things he was doing. I even started out with both 
fingers this time. 

The girls went over to my dresser and brought some things back with them. 
One had my hairbrush and the other a long bottle of perfume that, now that I 
think of it, resembled a small prick. They put these things to use right 
away. They really jammed the things into their holes! 

We were all fucking ourselves and Fred was jacking off madly. Finally his 
prick spit out its ocean of sperm and it landed on the window again, like 
the first time. 

When we saw him shoot his stuff, we all came just about the same time. The 
girls were on their backs with their instruments shoved all the way into 
their holes, rolling all over the place. I had my fingers in mine as far as 
they would go. I came so hard I got a cramp in my leg. 

We had our show several times after that. The girls weren't always there, 
but when they were, it sure was a ball. Everything was just great until my 
mother caught Fred doing his stuff. I couldn't tell anyone what I'd been 
doing, because my folks would have punished me worse than they did. I just 
said that I'd seen Fred standing naked in his window. I sure hope he doesn't 
get into too much trouble. 

Fortunately for Fred, he didn't get into serious trouble, as I have stated 
before. But how many unfortunate males become involved in similar situations 
where they are tempted beyond all human endurance sexually, lose control, 
and are eventually apprehended? The victim does not always tell the complete 
story, or perhaps lies, and the offender is ultimately convicted and 
sentenced, in most cases quite severely. In Fred's words, "These girls 
aren't as innocent as people think, sometimes." 

THE CHILDREN AND THE DAMNED 

I guess I've been a "flagpole waver" (slang for exhibitionist) for ten of my 
thirty years, and in all that time I've had a lot of close calls, but I've 
never been caught! 

I only did it infrequently before I got married and I stopped altogether, 
for a while, after I got married. But something made me start again about 
two years after I had settled down with a home and a wife. 

I work evenings at an aircraft company as an engineer, so I'm home in the 
daytime. We do change shifts once in awhile, but most of the time I work 
nights. 

My wife Betty started to baby-sit for some of our neighbors. Not for the 
money, but just as a favor to them. One of the kids she brought home to care 
for was a sweet thing about eleven, and her brother, about nine. It was 
during school vacation and their mother wanted to go shopping, or some such 
thing, so my wife agreed to watch the children for her. 

When I first saw the girl, she immediately reminded me of a girl I had 
exhibited myself to before I got married. It was a very memorable situation. 

I was living in a nice small bachelor apartment above a garage, and my 
windows overlooked the alley and the buildings across the alley in the next 
block. This was near the beach, so there were a lot of kids in the 
neighborhood, and they used to play and walk up and down this alley. Every 
once in a while I'd get a big hard and stand in the window, or walk slowly 
past it, to show myself to the kids below. I didn't care if they were boys 
or girls. I got a kick out of it. 

One time there were four boys in the alley and I sort of hit the window to 
attract their attention. I made a few passes, naked of course, to make it 
seem like I didn't know anyone was watching. Then I stopped in front of them 
and proceeded to jack myself off slowly, watching their reactions. 

Their actions were more than I could ask for. They jumped around and 
giggled, and pretty soon they were all grabbing at their crotches. Suddenly 
one boy, about eight years old, pulled out his dick and balls and said, 
"Hey, you guys, look at mine!" 

The others laughed and gathered around him. Finally they all released their 
hard little peckers and started waving them around, and especially up at me. 
I eventually shot my load. They were fascinated, since the oldest couldn't 
have been over eleven, so they weren't capable of coming yet. 

Another time, there was a girl sitting on a stairway that went up to the 
second floor of a building directly across the alley from me. The minute I 
saw her there, I stripped bare and started my show. She must have seen me 
before, because she was looking directly at my window. She had her legs 
apart, too. I could look right up her dress to her crotch! She must have 
been around twelve and she really surprised me when she started fondling 
herself between her legs. She fooled around with herself until I came, but 
she was gone after I came back from cleaning myself up. 

The one that really got to me, though, was a girl who lived next door to me. 
Her mother worked until late afternoon, so the girl was more or less on her 
own until her mother came home. She was nearly fourteen, so she could take 
care of herself. 

The first time I ever saw her was one afternoon when she was in the alley 
alone, playing with a ball. I could see how beautiful she was, and I 
couldn't control the urge to show her my prick and balls. I had this feeling 
that I have sometimes, that I am really doing something great for the girl I 
am showing myself to. Like, "I don't do this for everyone, but for you, 
since I like you, I'll do it." 

Pulling off my shorts, my only garment, I went to the window. It was 
summertime, so I had the window open all the way. All I had to do was to 
cough a few times and she looked up. She stopped playing and just stood 
there looking at me. For the first time I got a good look at her. She was 
well endowed in the breast department, had a nice slim waistline, and very 
nicely developed legs. 

I did my usual bit, walking back and forth in front of the window with my 
prick swinging between my legs. Then I picked up a magazine that had 
pictures of naked girls in it and stopped. My cock was so hot it was moving 
up and down with a pumping motion. I turned to a full-page picture of a 
naked girl and folded the magazine so that the picture was facing the 
window. I could tell by the girl's expression that she could see the picture 
from the alley. I just stood there looking at the magazine and jacking off. 

I glanced at the girl out of the corner of my eye. She must have been really 
sexed up, because she had her hand down the front of her shorts and she was 
playing with her pussy. She kept looking up and down the alley and at the 
buildings to make sure no one was watching her. Then she'd stand there 
watching me and frig herself. This went on for a few minutes until I finally 
arrived at a climax. 

The next day she was there again. Only this time she wasn't alone! She had 
two girlfriends with her. They weren't as good-looking as she was, but they 
were girls. She was pointing up to my window and talking to them. She acted 
like she was holding something in her hand, and then with the other hand she 
made a fist and moved it back and forth at her crotch. After a few movements 
like this, she placed her other hand on her fist and threw it into the air. 
I finally realized what she was doing. She was describing what she had seen 
me do the day before! 

When she finished, they all looked at my window expectantly. I had been so 
interested in her way of describing my actions that I still hadn't undressed 
to give them a show. I really didn't care for the other ones being there, 
but "my" girl was waiting, so I went ahead. 

I threw off my clothes and made a pass past the window. I could hear them 
responding, so I did it again and looked at them. They were grinning and 
waiting for more. I couldn't get with it, so I just stood sideways and sort 
of half-ass jacked it off until a little spurt ejected. They were happy, I 
guess. 

I had plans for the girl the next time she showed up alone. I was going to 
get more out of this than what I had been. I was going to get her into my 
apartment. 

I didn't have to wait long, because the very next day she was there, and no 
one was with her. I had everything ready! In fact, I was naked while I sat 
waiting for her to show up. I already had a raging hard from thinking about 
what was going to happen. 

She was standing there, across from my window, looking all around to see 
that no one was in sight, when I placed myself in her view. I lifted my 
jewel bag and looked like I was inspecting it for something. Then I swung my 
prick back and forth, trying to give her a real good show. When I commenced 
whipping my cock, she did what she had done the other time. She drove her 
hand into her shorts and played with her pussy. That's just what I was 
waiting for. 

I slowly walked out of her sight, ran into the other room, grabbed the pants 
and shirt I had left ready on a chair, and went out the front door and down 
the stairs. 

On the ground level there was a sidewalk tunnel that went from the front of 
my small garage building out to the alley. I went to the alley end of the 
dark tunnel and looked out. There she was, standing just about directly 
across the alley from the tunnel. I took one step out into the alley and 
said, "Hi." 

She was really startled and tried to get her hand out of her shorts so fast 
that it got caught on something, but she finally got it free. 

"Who are you?" she asked blushingly. 

"Don't be afraid. I've seen you before. Maybe I can help you." I could tell 
by the blush of her skin when I first walked out that she was very worked 
up, so I didn't waste words. I also knew that she hadn't been able to see my 
face very well from the window. 

"I'll tell you something, if you can keep your mouth shut. I'll keep mine 
shut about what you're doing. Is it a deal?" 

She looked at me as if she thought I looked familiar and nervously answered, 
"I . . . I . . . guess so. What is it?" 

"I know you've been watching that guy upstairs, and I also know you'd like 
to go up there with him. He's very nice and won't hurt you. He likes you, 
too, so hurry up and follow me before someone sees us talking." She 
hesitated, so I added, "Come on, hurry. It's all right, believe me." 

She ran over to the tunnel in sort of a shocked condition. Things were going 
too fast for her. I felt I could get her up there if I kept her moving 
quickly, before she could think straight. 

I hustled her up the stairs and into the apartment before she knew what was 
happening. I shut the door, locked it, and turned to her with a smile on my 
face. "Sit down, honey. Make yourself at home." 

"Why . . . why, you're . . . you're the guy that lives here, aren't you?" 
she stammered. 

"Yes, as a matter of fact I am, honey. Now why don't you go ahead and sit 
over there on the couch, so we can talk?" 

She was beginning to relax as she went to the couch, hesitantly. 

I sat in front of her on a chair and, hoping to put her more at ease, said, 
"My name's Dale. What's yours, honey?" 

"Pam." 

"Gee, I'm sure glad to meet you, Pam. Now that we know each other, let's 
talk. Tell me, did you like what you saw from the alley?" 

She really blushed, and looking down at the floor she mumbled, "I guess so." 

I knew I had to keep her going or she would cool off. I started unbuttoning 
my shirt as I told her, "Well, I don't have any secrets from you, so I might 
as well get comfortable. Why don't you take your things off for me? I've 
shown you what I look like, and I know how you felt because I saw what you 
were doing with your hand." 

By this time I had my pants unbuttoned, and I stood up to drop them off. 
Holding up the pants I said again, "Come on. Please take off your things, 
Pam. Just get up and take them off real fast before you have time to worry 
about it. Look." With that, I dropped my pants to the floor and stood in 
front of her, my half-stiff prick steadily rising to its full hardness. 

Stepping out of my pants, I walked over to her and said, matter of factly, 
"Why don't you stand up and I'll help you?" She seemed to like that idea and 
she stood up. 

With shaking hands I unfastened her halter and pulled it off as quickly as I 
could. She wasn't wearing a bra! I reached in front of her and cupped those 
soft, creamy tits in my hands. On first contact she shook a little and I 
knew I had gotten to her. I squeezed and petted them for a while, and then 
began removing her shorts. 

I unzipped the side and let the shorts drop to the floor. She was wearing 
little bikini panties that were so sheer I could see the crevice of her ass 
cheeks. Putting my thumbs under the elastic, I rolled the tiny piece of 
material down her legs. As I moved down, her ass was right in front of my 
face, so I kissed each cheek and the hollow between them. She shivered all 
over when I did that! I got the panties to the floor and, running my hands 
up her body, I stood up. 

My prick was hot and hard, so I put my arms around this sweet girl and, 
pressing my body along her back, I inserted my cock lengthwise into the 
opening between her cheeks. She turned her head around and I placed a 
seething kiss on her hot moist lips. As we kissed, I felt her ass cheeks 
clench around my cock. 

Breaking our embrace, I pulled myself away from her and told her to turn 
around. I wanted to get a good look at her. As I stood there looking her 
body over, her eyes remained glued to one thing, my throbbing prick. She 
finally came to me and grasped my cock in her little hand. It moved softly 
over the length of my tool several times and then down to the bag. This she 
fondled gently, feeling out the shape of the balls. She was handling and 
looking at my male equipment like it was her first experience. Then, 
abruptly, her fist tightened, and she led me over to the couch by my cock. 
She sat on the couch, put her face close to me, and continued her revelatory 
tour of my genitals. 

She didn't miss a wrinkle or a hair, from the dew-laden mouth on the head 
down to the crinkly hair underneath my balls. She bent her head down and 
planted a searing kiss on my testicles, then licked her way up to my knob, 
swirled around it delicately, and plunged my prick into her mouth halfway 
down the length of it! 

She moved her mouth up and down my swollen prick a few times, and then, as 
suddenly as she had gone down on it, she sucked her mouth off it! 

"Do it to me, Dale. Please fuck me. Please do it now." 

I didn't need any further encouragement. I pushed her back on the couch, 
spread her trembling thighs, and plunged my prick into her pulsating cunt. 
She took every inch of it without a whimper. Just a gasping sigh of 
pleasure. We were both so close that I smashed my load of sperm into her 
hungry cunt after three or four jabs. She came with me, throwing her legs 
around my ass and digging her heels into the cheeks. I came so hard I 
thought my balls were going to come up and out of my prick. 

We lay there in complete ecstasy for some time. Finally my cock softened and 
slipped out of her flooded cunt. "Oh, Dale. I've wanted that prick of yours 
in my cunt ever since I first saw you in the window," she exclaimed, as she 
gently fondled my balls. "You have a beautiful set of balls, and a very 
attractive prick." 

We talked a little while after that and then, after cleaning herself up, she 
went home. I saw her several times after that and we had tremendous sex, but 
the first time was really the best. 

Getting back to the kids my wife had brought home to take care of, the girl 
looked and acted very much like Pam, only she was a little younger. I was in 
the bathroom shaving when they came into the house, so I didn't know they 
were there. I came charging out of the bathroom in my robe, and I was really 
shocked when I came face to face with the girl. The resemblance was 
unbelievable. 

"This is Joyce, dear, and this is her brother, Lee," my wife said, 
introducing us. "This is my husband, Dale, children." 

They both said, "How do you do, sir." 

I said "Hi" and went into the bedroom. I sat on the bed thinking about this 
girl and Pam, and as I did I began to get a hard-on, so help me! I hadn't 
thought about exposing myself for several years, and all of a sudden this 
cute girl was giving me the urge again. I decided that I'd fight the old 
desire, because I didn't want to fall into that kind of life again. I guess, 
though, if you do something for so many years, such as I'd done, it's hard 
to break the habit completely. It's sort of like smoking. You can quit for 
years, but all of a sudden you grab a cigarette and start smoking again. 

I was going to take a nap before I went to work, so I didn't take my robe 
off when I went back into the front room. The kids were watching television 
and I asked my wife how long they were going to stay. She told me about four 
hours. I was extremely anxious to have them go, because I could feel arousal 
tugging at my genitals every time I looked at Joyce. Especially at the way 
she was sitting, cross-legged with her dress all the way up to her waist. 

I started getting ideas and thoughts. I tried not to, but they persisted. I 
thought, "Boy, I just know she would enjoy seeing my big prick" and "I bet 
she would be surprised at the size of mine, compared to her brother's. I bet 
her brother would like to see it and play with it." I couldn't stop thinking 
those things. My wife was talking to me and I couldn't hear her because of 
the thoughts tormenting my brain. 

I seemed to be losing all control, because I suddenly realized what I was 
doing. I had been sitting in a chair in front of Joyce with my robe pulled 
up to my knees, in such a position that it was taut across my knees, making 
it possible for Joyce to look straight up my legs and see my cock and balls! 
Unconsciously, I must have moved into this position, and the worst of it was 
Joyce was taking advantage of the exhibit by gazing intently at my genitals! 

When I saw the expression on her face of amazement and wonder, I just 
couldn't force myself to discontinue my actions. In fact, her interest only 
proved to strengthen my need to expose myself to her. I was getting an 
erection at a fast rate of speed, and I didn't know what to do, since it was 
rapidly becoming obvious. 

All of a sudden my wife said, "Oh, darn. I just remembered, dear. I promised 
the Rodens that I'd take them shopping. Their car is in the garage being 
fixed and she called. I told them I'd be glad to take them. I'll only be 
gone an hour or so, hon. We can eat when I get back. Okay?" 

I told her that was fine. Everything would be all right. Little did she know 
that she had solved my predicament. She left immediately, and there I was, 
alone with a lovely new audience! 

I allowed my cock to continue its journey to full-grown sexhood. Moving to 
the edge of the chair allowed my balls to hang down and gave my dick more 
room to grow. It also improved the view for Joyce, who was alternately 
looking at television and at my growing organ. 

As I moved to the edge of the chair, I bent over and asked, "How old are 
you, honey?" 

"I'm eleven and a half, sir." 

"Don't call me 'sir,' honey. Call me Dale. I'm your friend, and friends use 
first names." 

"Okay, Dale," she responded, glaring openly at my genitals. 

"What's your age, son?" I asked her brother. 

"I'm nine, going on ten," he answered, looking at me for the first time. He 
hadn't noticed the show I was giving until that moment, and when he saw the 
size of my organs his mouth dropped open and his eyes stared in interest. 

Then, unexpectedly, he said, "You better cover yourself up, Dale. I can see 
everything." They both started snickering. 

I looked down at myself, as if I hadn't known I was exposed, and said, "Boy, 
I didn't realize I was sitting like that. I bet you can see everything!" 

Joyce put her hand to her mouth, blushed pink, and giggled. "Yes," she 
answered, between giggles. "We sure can!" 

Television was forgotten at this point, and I became the total center of 
interest. I thought, "Well, here you go again, Dale!" I said aloud, "Well, 
since you've already seen me, there's no reason to cover myself now. Would 
you kids like to see the whole thing?" 

"Oh, yes," answered Joyce, blushing more deeply than before. 

"Yeah," said Lee excitedly. "Let's see it." 

"How do I know you kids won't tell someone, if I do show you? I could get 
into trouble, you know." 

Lee answered, saying, "We won't tell, we promise. Don't we, Joyce?" She 
nodded her head in agreement. 

"Ill tell you what," I told them. "If you show me yours, too, then we can't 
tell on each other, okay?" 

They looked at each other, giggled some more, and then agreed. 

I locked the front door just in case, and when I came back I stood in front 
of them and opened my robe. Jesus, I sure had a violent hard-on. The head of 
my prick was all extended and turning purple from the tremendous amount of 
blood pumped into it! 

Standing with my hands on my hips, I let them get a good look for a while, 
then I got on my knees and sat back on my legs. While they stared at my 
equipment, I commenced jacking off a little bit. 

"What do you think of it?" I asked. "Do you like it?" 

"Golly," exclaimed Lee. "You sure got a big dick, Dale." 

"It's a lot bigger than yours, Lee. And it's prettier, too!" Joyce said 
sneeringly. 

This being the first time in such a long time that I'd experienced the 
thrill of exhibiting myself, I was wild with excitement. My body was 
literally quivering, and my hands were sweaty and shaking. 

I got up, moved over to a chair, and said, "Okay, you kids. Come over here 
in front of me and you can look everything over to your heart's content." I 
sat with my ass on the edge of the chair so that they had easy access to my 
crotch. 

They eagerly moved over, and got as close to me as they could. Lee reached 
out and put his fingers around the thick, veiny shaft of my dick, causing it 
to jump and tighten up. His warm little hand felt so very good on me. He 
jacked it some, and the way he did it I could tell he had had experiences of 
his own. He moved his hand down to my testicles and squeezed the balls to 
the bottom so he could see how big they were. Then he petted them with his 
other hand. 

Joyce was up close, watching every move Lee made. I could see she wanted to 
play with my stuff, too. Before I let her do anything, I said, "All right. 
You kids promised me that you'd take your clothes off for me, so get with 
it. No more messing around until you do." 

They didn't need to be told twice. They jumped up and started undressing. I 
really enjoyed watching them. A boy and a girl undressing in front of me! It 
was great. I was forced to jack off while I watched them. 

Joyce was wearing a one-piece shorty dress, and when it dropped to the 
floor, she was left standing in her pink little panties and that's all! Her 
titties were pointed, with a slight roundness rising under the rosy nipple 
nubs. Her tummy was unusually flat for a girl of her age, with the cutest 
folded-in navel centering it. 

Lee yanked off his tee shirt and dropped his shorts and underwear. His peter 
was small but large for his age. It was not just a little pink appendage. It 
had a more mature dark color to it, and its features were beginning to have 
character. Under his rigid pintle was a well-filled bag of nuts. I was 
surprised how full and long-hanging his testicles were. 

Joyce stepped out of her panties, and when she straightened up I looked her 
over excitedly. Below her flat, solid tummy, her slightly protruding sex 
lips, red with agitation, rolled inward to form a very sexy crevice. 

I told them to both turn around, and can you imagine the beautiful sight of 
these two young, round asses facing me? I had to reach out and fondle and 
pinch them. I even spread each one open and looked at the crinkly round 
little holes inside! Slapping them each on the butt, I told them to turn 
back around. 

They both got on the floor again and I told Joyce, "It's your turn to play 
with my cock, honey. Do what you want." 

She grabbed my balls fervently and held them warmly in her hand. She 
caressed them as if they were very precious, delicate items. Looking at 
Lee's large balls, I had a passing thought that she might have played with 
them a lot, from the way she seemed to know how to handle mine. She kept one 
hand on my balls while she clasped the other around my expanded vibrating 
cock and commenced a jacking movement. 

Lee was jerking hell out of his peter, and his balls were flying high. I 
watched him a bit, then told him, "Stand up, Lee. Next to me." 

He did as I asked him, and I put my hand around his hot little prick. It 
felt sensational. So young and vibrant. I proceeded to jack it off. 

Joyce had her face as close to my cock as possible, her hands going like 
crazy all over my dick and balls. I swear I saw her lick her lips several 
times, and that's what started giving me an idea. 

When she put one hand down on her twat and started sexing herself, I decided 
to put my idea in motion. 

I put my hand on the back of her head and gently pushed it toward my cock, 
raising myself up a little at the same time. She didn't resist, so I 
continued lowering her head. She stopped all jacking movements and passively 
followed the pressure of my hand. When her mouth was directly over my cock, 
I whispered, "Put your mouth on it, dear." As she did, I raised myself up 
and pushed down on her head, jamming my prick into her mouth. She gagged a 
little at first, but didn't try to lift herself up. After she got a little 
used to the idea, I removed my hand from her head. 

She pulled her mouth up to the head and started licking around the knob. I 
let her do this awhile, then I said, "Put my prick in your mouth and suck 
it, baby!" I could feel her hot, wet mouth slowly slide down the length of 
my cock and then slip up to its head, making a slurping sound that energized 
every nerve in my body. As she sucked up, my body lifted with her mouth, and 
my balls pulled up tight. 

She began to move up and down with increasing speed and I sighed, "That's 
it, my little cocksucker. Suck your prick good." 

During all of this action I had still maintained my hold on Lee's dick. He 
moved sort of sideways and I continued to masturbate him, keeping in rhythm 
with Joyce's cocksucking. 

In no time at all I was reaching the peak of my flight. My ship was ready to 
enter the stratosphere and burst forth to the stars. The first blast of 
sperm crashed against the back of her throat with such force it literally 
forced her head off my prick! She tried to get her mouth back on it, but it 
was like trying to put your mouth over a turned-on water hose! It squirted 
into her mouth and all over her face! 

I could feel Lee experience a sort of orgasm, too, without the sperm, of 
course. I felt his peter swell a great deal as he groaned and shook. 

Joyce was starting to climax just as I finished, so I had the opportunity to 
observe this wonderful sensual phenomenon as it occurred. It was a new 
experience for me and I watched her with great interest. Lee shared my 
interest and sat on the floor next to my chair. 

Joyce was lying on her back and her finger was ramming into her orifice like 
a piston. She was rolling from side to side, and I could see the bottom of 
her ass cheeks clenching and unclenching in passionate delight. She moved 
her other hand to her titties and commenced squeezing and rubbing them. As 
her finger moved into the wet hole, her stomach muscles would tighten and 
her ass would lift up off the floor. Her finger made sucking sounds as it 
moved faster in her channel of sex! 

I had acquired another hard-on as soon as I had started watching her 
actions, and I found myself jacking off in time with her finger! 
Unexpectedly, Lee reached over and grabbed my prick out of my hand and did 
the jacking for me. I noticed that his little tool had become hard again, 
also. 

Suddenly Joyce's body began shuddering and shaking. Her titty hand dropped 
to the floor and her fucking finger made one great plunge into her cunt. She 
started gasping, "Oh ... oh . . . I . . . I can't... ooooooh!" Her whole 
body turned crimson, and she collapsed on the floor, quivering! 

I was ready to shoot again, and I yelled at the boy, "Suck on it, Lee! Suck 
on it!" 

His mouth engulfed my ready prick, and he no sooner had his mouth halfway 
down the shaft when my cock's offering began to flow. Since it was my second 
come, there wasn't too much for him to handle. 

There we were. Little Lee was sitting on the floor, contemplating his 
hard-on. I was spread-eagled on the chair, my cock dripping onto the 
upholstery. Joyce was still on her back, her unmoving finger resting in her 
cunt, and my wife Betty was walking in through the front door!! 

I guess I was so involved in my orgasm I hadn't heard her unlock the damned 
door. When she saw the scene before her, she dropped the sack of groceries 
she had and just stood in the doorway, shocked beyond belief. I can only 
imagine how she must have felt when she muttered, "Oh, my God!" 

She slammed the front door and ran into the bedroom. I managed to get the 
kids dressed and out of there to a movie. When I got home, my wife was gone, 
so I took the kids home. 

I didn't see my wife again until the divorce court! 

After that, I returned to my old habits and became a full-time exhibitionist 
again. At least now I don't have anyone to disturb my action! 

DUET 

A report concerning exhibitionism would certainly be incomplete without the 
inclusion of a couple whose mutual interest was exhibiting. Many such 
couples are to be found in the group sex and swapping clubs. They advertise 
their desires in the underground newspapers and club magazines. They fulfill 
their needs with other couples, singles, or group activities. Rick and his 
wife are ideal examples of the type of couples under discussion. 

I had the opportunity of meeting Rick and his wife, Linda, at a gathering of 
one of the larger couples' clubs. I had been doing research on the sexual 
activities of these clubs, and a couple I have known for some years were 
kind enough to work out the details of allowing me to attend the meeting. 

I was readily accepted by the members in attendance, and I gathered a great 
deal of valuable information. In the course of the evening I was introduced 
to Rick and Linda. After discussing various facets of their lives, I 
realized from their conversation that they seemed to be unusually interested 
in exhibitionism. Since the people who belong to these types of clubs are 
very outspoken, and seem willing to discuss just about any part of their 
private sexual experiences and desires, I asked them point-blank if they 
would care to reveal to me just what their concern with exhibitionism was. 
They seemed willing, in fact, eager, to relate this information to me. I 
suggested we meet in my office, at their convenience. The following is 
then-story as they told it to me. 

"Looking back," Rick began, "I realize that some of the things I did were of 
an exhibitionistic nature. Of course I went through the normal stages of it, 
like showing my dick to girls my age. I used to really enjoy having the 
girls play with my dick and balls. They were always surprised at the way it 
would change from a soft, hanging piece of flesh to a stiff, springy little 
dolly that they could play with. They loved to put their small hands on him 
and pet and caress him. 

"As I grew older, to an age when these things should change, they didn't. In 
fact, they increased somewhat. I think I remember the incident that really 
set my sexual character. 

"When I was twelve years old, I was getting my kicks from hiding under 
stairways, and in doorways, with my peter out, showing it to girls who were 
playing around those places. I was under the stairs of my own building one 
time, just jacking off for my own benefit, when a girl about nine years old 
happened to spot me. She didn't giggle or run away. She just brazenly walked 
under the stairs and stood there, watching me. I was about halfway to 
shooting, so I didn't really care if she was there or not. 

" 'What are you doing?' she asked. 'Can I watch?' 

" 'I don't care,' I told her. 'Do whatever you want.' 

"I was sitting on some newspapers, with my legs straight out and my pants 
down to my knees, beating my meat for all it was worth. I think her presence 
there did increase my excitement. 

" 'What are you doing?' she asked again as she sat down next to me. 

" 'Jacking off,' I panted. I had a pretty good-sized dick for my age. It was 
about five inches long and an inch and a half around. The head was fairly 
large, with a predominant heart-shaped corona, and my balls hung heavy. I 
guess that's one reason the girls like to see it. It was so big and 
interesting. Much more so than what the other guys my age had. 

"The girl sat there watching for a while and then suddenly reached out and 
lifted up my ball bag in her hand. It gave me a good feeling, so I didn't 
stop her. 

"I was getting to the popping point and, wanting to stretch my fun out 
longer, I stopped my hand action. She seemed very interested in my 
equipment, so I just let her go ahead and learn the geography of my cock and 
balls. 

"While she was touching and feeling every inch of my genitals, I looked at 
her more closely. 

"She was well filled out for her age. In fact, she was a bit chubby. Due to 
this, she already had grown little nubbins in her breast area. 

"I reached out my hand and, putting it right on her crotch, I started 
rubbing. She didn't pay any attention to my action, so I did that for a 
little while. Then I started feeling up her legs. 

" 'Take off your panties!' I told her, and she did so immediately. 

"Before she sat down again, I put my hand around her butt cheeks and pinched 
them, still feeling her hole with the other hand. Finally I told her to 
squat down beside me and I'd show her something. 

"Squatting there like she was, she gave me a perfect view of pussy and even 
her little asshole! I began to jack off again while looking at her pretty 
pink sex parts. I was really stimulated! 

"It only took a few minutes of hand-fucking to bring me off, and my fountain 
of sperm flew into the air, landing between my knees. 

"The girl became so excited at the sight of my prick shooting its white 
liquid, and my balls suddenly pulling up tight, that she pee'd all over me! 
I jumped up and told her I was going to beat her up, I was so mad. 

"I had quite a few similar incidents like that, but one in particular will 
always stay in my memory vividly. ..." 

"Rick, honey," interrupted Linda. "Why don't I tell about my experiences at 
the same period in my life? That way we can bring the story together at the 
end." 

"Very good idea, baby. Go ahead. Ill finish my episode when you're at that 
point." 

"Well, I also passed through the period when a child enjoys showing off his 
body. All children seem to want to be accepted, and to prove to themselves 
that they are like everyone else. I guess that exposing their little bodies 
is one way of accomplishing this. 

"Females are, of course, acceptable as exhibitionists. In fact, it is more 
or less expected of them, unless it becomes overemphasized and exaggerated. 

"I became aware of my sex parts at an early age, since they were very 
sensitive at that time. I could actually become sexually aroused when I was 
about seven or eight, but of course I didn't know what had caused it or 
really just what it was about. When I was eleven, I became conscious of the 
fact that boys and men were interested in that place between my legs. Why, I 
didn't know, because I didn't think I really had anything to look at. I'd 
seen a couple of boys' things and they, at least, had some equipment. Why 
would they be interested in a puckered little slit? I knew they were, 
though, because of the way they always tried to see up my dress. I even 
spotted men in buses and in the park looking at my legs. 

"One day I decided to give the boys in school a good look. I left off my 
panties! Man! That was really something! I sat on a bench in the schoolyard 
before classes, talking with some girlfriends, and I had my dress pulled 
tight across my lap and my legs apart so you could see all the way up. In no 
time at all we had a bunch of boys playing right in front of us, falling 
down, and all sorts of weird things like that, so they could get a look up 
my dress. I began to get that strange feeling in my pussy, and that was the 
first time I began to connect that feeling with boys or sex. I could see 
their bulged-out pants and it excited me and made me curious. I wondered 
what was happening to them, and I was determined to find out. 

"I had a ball in the classroom, too! The guys were all dropping things to 
sneak a peek at my bare pussy. I could open my legs wider in the classroom 
than I could out on the bench, so they really got a clear look at my 
heated-up open sex. I was so excited that I couldn't study, and I missed a 
lot of the teachers' questions. 

"Another thing I learned was that they also liked to see a bare behind. When 
we had recess, several of the boys were chasing another girl and me when 
suddenly a breeze came from behind us and lifted my dress up to my waist. I 
could hear the remarks they made like, 'Wow, look at that!' and 'Look at her 
ass!' and 'Ain't that somethin'!' I really had a strong desire to take all 
of my clothes off and show them my whole body! 

"The next Saturday after my school episode, I decided I would try my 
experiment with men. I've always been partial to men older than myself. 
Looking for a father image, I guess, since my own father passed away when I 
was quite young. Anyway, I decided to wear a fairly short dress and go to 
the park without wearing any panties! 

"I headed for a certain part of the park that men were known to occupy. I 
had been there several times before and had noticed many of the men sitting 
on the benches looking me over quite carefully. There had been occurrences 
of men picking up young girls in that area and doing things to them. That 
thought, about the men doing things, really excited me. I wondered what 
exactly it was that they did. 

"When I got to that particular area in the park, I was glad to see that 
there were several men of all ages sitting on the different benches. I found 
a bench across from two guys and just plopped myself down, facing them. I 
had brought along a magazine to read, so I could act like I was doing 
something besides just sitting there. 

"I read the magazine for a while, and then glanced up to see if they were 
looking at me. The one guy, he was about thirty, had his eyes glued to my 
legs. The other one, a little older, was sort of glancing at me every once 
in a while. 

"I lifted one leg a little up on the bench, causing my legs to come apart. I 
could feel the air on my sex lips. 

"The guy that was just casually glancing at me took one look at that sight 
and abruptly got up and walked away. I guess it was too much for the old 
guy. The other one just sat there enjoying the view of my young sex parts. I 
swear I could feel his eyes on my pussy just as if he were touching it with 
his hands, he was staring at me so hard. 

"Finally he started looking all around the park and then, satisfied that no 
one was watching us, he came over to my bench. 

" 'Hi. My name's Dick.' he said, introducing himself. "What's yours?' 

"I was pretty nervous, but I decided that I'd go along with the situation, 
so I answered, 'Linda.' 

" 'You're a very pretty girl, Linda,' he said, smiling. 'What are you going 
to do today in the park?' 

" 'Thank you,' I said, blushingly. 'I just came here to read and enjoy the 
outside for a while.' I was beginning to feel real strange all over, talking 
to this nice, mature man sitting next to me, who was looking at my legs so 
intently. 

" 'How old are you, Linda? I'll bet you're twelve or thirteen, at least.' 

" 'Oh, yes, I'm twelve,' I lied. 

"He reached out his hand and started rubbing my bare knee and said, 'My, but 
you are very well developed for that age. You certainly do have nice legs. I 
could see a great deal of them when I was sitting over there on the other 
bench.' 

"He then glanced around the park again and, seeing no one close to us, he 
moved his hand up the inside of my leg! Boy! That was a real thrill. His 
hand felt red hot and made my leg feel as if there were a thousand needles 
pricking the skin! 

" 'You sure do have nice soft skin, honey. Does it feel good when I caress 
it with my hand?' 

" 'Oh, yes,' I answered with a shiver. I looked down at his crotch and I 
could see the large hill his thing was making there! 

"His hand was touching my pussy lips ever so lightly. It was so exciting to 
have someone else touch me there. I hadn't realized how wonderful it could 
feel. He moved his fingers softly up and down the swollen quivering lips of 
my virgin pussy, and I could feel some unknown thing building up inside me. 
Sort of a hunger for something I didn't know the existence of. 

"Suddenly he pulled his hand away and it startled me. I sat up and saw that 
a man was coming down the walk toward us. 

"Dick just sat there as if he were ready to doze off to sleep or something. 
I really used my head and began reading the magazine. The man went on 
without even a glance at us. 

'Say, Linda. Would you like to have some kicks? A little fun?' 

" 'Oh, I suppose so. What kind of fun?' I asked nervously. 

'Don't worry, honey. I'm certainly not going to hurt you. In fact, I'll give 
you a little spending money if you like. How about it?' 

" 'Okay, but where will we go?' 'I know a place in the park where the bushes 
are real thick. We can go in there and no one will ever know. Come on, let's 
go!' 

"We walked about a half a block to a huge bushy area. It was so thick we 
could hardly crawl into it. Once we got in, though, there were paths all 
through the bushes. We came to a little clearing where someone had brought 
in some boards and boxes to sit on, which we did. 

"Dick didn't waste any time and started where he had left off, rubbing my 
legs and caressing my sex opening. 'Tell me, Linda, have you ever seen or 
touched a man's private parts?' 

"That question really turned me on! I just about yelled my answer to him, I 
was so anxious to see this interesting part of a man's anatomy. I controlled 
myself and answered, 'No, I never have.' 

"He removed his hand from my legs and very nervously started unzipping his 
pants. I lowered my head so I could get a good look. He had to fight with 
his underwear for a while, but suddenly his stiff manhood leaped out of its 
confinement! 

"I have never beheld such a beautiful, thrilling sight as that first mature 
penis I had ever encountered. It looked hot, and it was hot when I 
uncontrollably grasped it in my hands. I stroked it up and down gently, as I 
investigated every vein and ridge of that swollen sword and every wrinkle of 
the scrotum. 

"He allowed me ample time to scrutinize his equipment and then said, 'Okay, 
honey. Why don't we do what I'm willing to pay you for?' With that, he lay 
on his back on one of the boards and told me to come over to him. 

" 'Now, what I want you to do is this,' he told me. 'You climb over and 
straddle me with your head facing my feet and your pretty butt over my face. 
You can play with my cock and I can play with your pussy.' 

"I got into position and we started playing. He threw my dress up to my 
waist and started poking and rubbing my pussy and butt. I squeezed and 
fondled his cock, and I discovered that he liked me to grab his thing 
tightly and move my hand up and down. He really enjoyed that! I could feel 
his cock getting bigger and harder. It even started jumping! 

"I was so wild and excited that I didn't care what happened! I guess he knew 
this, because he told me to bend over and suck his cock into my mouth! I had 
already thought about it. Why, I'll never know. Anyway, I plunged my mouth 
over his rampant cock, and it was so hot I thought it would burn the inside 
of my mouth! 

"I could only get about half of it in my mouth, so I grabbed the bottom half 
with my hand and moved it with my head action. He was going wild with 
passion and so was I. 

"I lowered my pussy onto his mouth while his tongue was penetrating my hole, 
darting in and out. Then he concentrated on a certain spot at the top that 
almost made me lose my senses. I was squatting down on his face and trying 
to swallow as much of his cock as I could when all of a sudden it happened! 

"There was a tremendous eruption into my mouth from the end of his 
pulsating, pumping cock, and the boiling, creamy fluid spurted into my 
throat. The head of his dick swelled with each spurt, and I started to gag 
from the size of his raging cock and the amount of fluid crashing into my 
gullet. I started gulping down his sperm to keep from drowning, but there 
was such a great quantity I couldn't consume it all. Soon it was streaming 
out of the comers of my mouth, down the shaft of his expanded prick, and 
onto his tightened balls. 

"I slowly lifted my mouth off the relaxing cock and, as I did, a few more 
squirts popped out of the little slit. This sight fascinated me. Until that 
time I had had no idea that any stuff shot out of a cock. I didn't even know 
much about hard-ons, let alone anything else! I'd seen boys pee, but that 
was about all. 

"About the time he had started coming in my mouth, he had commenced a 
sucking action on my pussy. His tongue jammed into me and then he sort of 
put his mouth over my entire hole and sucked. His tongue went wild when his 
cock started shooting, and I had a most violent reaction in my puss. It 
squeezed down on his tongue and I felt as if I wanted it in me up to my 
stomach! I don't know if I had an actual orgasm or not, but if I didn't, it 
was the closest thing to it! 

"I climbed off him then, and he just lay there getting his strength back. I 
picked up his undershorts and started wiping his dick off, at the same time 
watching it shrink back to its conventional size. I thought, at the time, 
how convenient it was that it did get small again. It would be pretty tough 
for a guy to have to go around with it stiff all the time. However, I don't 
think the girls would mind. 

"I finished cleaning him off and then, since I hadn't had the chance to 
study his balls very much before, I reached out and held his now hanging 
balls in my hand. It must be a natural instinct for a woman to like a man's 
balls. They are not really something you would call beautiful, and yet I 
remember thinking at the time how lovely and exciting they were! It felt so 
wonderful to hold them in my hand and squeeze them a little bit. 

"As I was handling his scrotum, I noticed his cock was starting to grow 
again! I couldn't believe it! He jumped up and said, 'Hold on kid. We can't 
stay here all day! We better get ourselves out of here before someone else 
comes in.' 

"He stood up and started pulling up his pants. I said, 'Please let me put it 
in your pants for you, Dick. I want to touch it one more time.' 

" 'Sure, honey. Go ahead.' 

"I reached down and fondled his half-hard cock and balls, and then dropped 
them into his pants. He zipped up and we climbed out of the bushes. I never 
saw him again after that. 

"I remember another time I went into the park and..." 

"Wait a minute, Linda honey," Rick said. "Ill pick up my story now, and then 
you fill yours in like we did in the beginning. All right?" 

"I'm sorry, Rick. I was just getting carried away. Go ahead, hon." 

"Well ... like I was saying before, I had several experiences that are 
outstanding in my mind. I could get away with exposing myself easier than a 
grown man, since I was only about twelve or thirteen. I honestly believe 
that a great amount of kids in this age group actually are exposing 
themselves and the adults aren't even aware of it. No one thinks twice when 
they see kids this age together in a show or running in and out of the 
bushes in the park, or even playing in an alley. 

"I remember this public pool we used to go to. It was quite large and had a 
big dressing room with a lot of booths to change clothes in. There were 
always a lot of kids there, and you couldn't tell what any of them were 
doing. 

"One time I was changing my clothes, that is getting undressed to put my 
swimsuit on, when I noticed two young guys about ten watching me as I took 
off my undershorts. I stood there for them like I didn't know they were 
watching. I played with my dick and balls and, of course, I started getting 
a hard-on. They were naked while they watched, and I could see that they 
were getting hard also. 

"Finally they walked right up to me, and one of them said, 'Gee, you sure 
got a big thing,' and the other said, in agreement, 'Yeah, man. You sure 
do.' 

" 'You better believe it,' I said smartly. 'It's a lot bigger than those 
things you guys got.' 

"I was enjoying the attention. In fact, it affected me sexually and my prick 
got stiff as a board. Their interest made me feel like a big man, and of 
course I had to act the part. 

"Grabbing hold of my stiff cock, I asked, 'Have you kids ever done this 
before?' and I started jacking off. 

"They both said no, and asked me why I was doing it. 

" 'Because it feels good, that's why,' I answered. 'And if I do it long 
enough, something shoots out of the end of it. Have you ever seen that?' 

"They both shook their heads no, and that made me feel even bigger. Their 
little three-inch cocks were really up, and they were playing with them! One 
blonde kid had the biggest hanging balls I've ever seen on a kid that age. 
They really hung down! For the first time in my life I wanted to handle a 
boy's equipment. I wanted to fondle those balls of his! 

" 'Com'ere,' I said with authority. 'I want to look at your things.' 

"They both came over next to me and I reached out and grabbed big balls. 
Like I said," it was the first time I'd ever done such a thing, and his 
testicles actually felt good to me. After playing with them for awhile, I 
gripped his dick in my fingers, and that hot little penis gave me a strange 
feeling. I started to jack off again, moving my hand on his dick in rhythm 
with the hand on my cock. I found myself enjoying it more and more. The 
other kid, the black-haired one, was doing all right on his own cock. 

"I suddenly found myself on the verge of ejaculating, and that's when I got 
an idea. 'Get on your knees in front of me,' I commanded. 

"He obeyed immediately and I just sort of pulled his head toward my prick. 
When it was about a half inch from him I said, 'Okay, now put your mouth on 
my cock. It'll be fun! Really, kid!" 

"He touched the end of my prick with his mouth and then started to move 
back. When he did that, I put my hand on the back of his neck and gently 
pushed his mouth over the head of it. Once over the head, he didn't seem to 
mind it in his mouth at all, and he started sucking up and down. 

"It was the first time I'd ever had a mouth on my prick, and let me tell you 
it was unbelievable the way it felt to me. I had imagined how it would feel 
to put my cock into a pussy, but this was better than I had even imagined 
that could be. I very quickly showed him how to go up and down on it. He 
learned fast. His hot, wet mouth was driving me out of my mind! 

"When I realized I was ready to shoot, I pushed his head away from my 
member. I wanted to show them what I could do that they couldn't. He seemed 
very reluctant to take his mouth off me, but I managed to pull free. 

"They were both standing in front of me, their eyes fastened to my prick, 
watching everything I was doing. I commenced jacking off to show them what a 
big guy could do. 

"It only took a few pulls on my prick to bring me to a finish. And what a 
finish it was! Just at the right time I told them to play with my balls, and 
when they touched me I let loose a load that splattered both of them! 

"They both gasped in surprise when they saw me shoot, and I was in my glory. 
I felt like some kind of god or something. After giving their little dicks a 
squeeze, I put my bathing suit on and went swimming. 

"Every Saturday afternoon, when I was a kid, I used to go to the movies. It 
was always filled with kids on those afternoons, and I remember one time, 
when I was fourteen, I had a fun experience. 

"The balcony of the theatre was always all kids and that's where I sat. The 
younger kids always sat in the front rows on the first floor, but when they 
got older they preferred the balcony because they had become more 
sophisticated. They also had games to play. 

"This particular day I sat down next to a cute girl about eleven years old. 
For some reason, there weren't too many kids there that day, especially in 
the back of the balcony, so we had it pretty much to ourselves. I purposely 
sat next to her, hoping something would develop. 

"She was sitting there with her dress pulled up halfway to her waist, and 
after the picture started I could hardly keep my eyes off her legs. I also 
noticed that she had had a good start in the development of her titties. 

"She just sat there, seemingly interested in the film, while the more I 
looked at her, the harder my cock grew! I finally moved my leg next to hers 
to see what her reaction would be. There was none, and that's when I decided 
to do what I did. 

"I had a complete erection from looking at her full white thighs and legs, 
and also from the heat of her leg against mine! She had moved in her seat 
every once in a while, and her dress had traveled up to her lap, allowing me 
a complete view of her young thighs. I commenced moving my leg up and down 
slightly against hers, and as I did so I very quietly and slowly unzipped my 
pants. Since I was in the habit of going without underwear at that time, my 
stiff member popped right out! 

"I quickly put my hand over it so it couldn't be seen. I increased the 
movement of my leg, and I detected a slight movement on her part in return. 
I was as nervous as hell as I bent over to her ear and whispered, 'Can you 
keep a secret?' 

"She nodded her head yes, and I asked, 'You want to see something?' 

"She bent over to me and asked softly, 'What?' 

"I glanced around us to make sure no one was near and, gulping hard, I said, 
'My thing!' 

"In the dim light I could see her eyes widen with interest as she asked 
excitedly, 'You mean your boy thing?' 

"I was embarrassed and flushed, but I could feel my cock pulsate when she 
said that. 'Yeah,' I answered. 'If you keep your mouth shut, I'll show it to 
you.' 

" 'Oh, I promise,' she said quickly. 'I like to see boys' things. I won't 
tell anybody.' 

"I was bursting with sexual desire, and my dick was throbbing with the great 
amounts of hot blood that was pulsing through its veins. I removed my hand 
and she could see it standing there in all its stiff glory. 

" 'Wow!' she exclaimed, a little above a whisper. 'You sure got a pretty 
one!' Then she lowered her head toward it to get a good look. 

"I kept looking around us, hoping no one would sit next to us and ruin my 
fun. While I was doing this, I suddenly felt her hot little hand clasp 
itself around the trunk of my rigid member. I lifted right off my seat on 
first contact, but she held onto it. It was sure great to have someone 
else's warm flesh touching my aroused prick! 

"Putting my hand on hers, I taught her to do a slow jack-off movement. She 
learned right away and I released her hand. Man! She was really good at it! 

"While she pumped steadily away on my prick, I reached over and started 
feeling her up. I ran my hands up and down her silky thighs and rubbed her 
crotch. I could feel the lips of her sex through her panties. She was all 
moist there. I tried to get under them, but even when she spread her legs I 
couldn't make it. Suddenly I felt myself on the brink of shooting my 
satisfaction, so I stopped her hand and told her to take off her panties. 
She didn't waste any time. Lifting her butt up, she scooted them right off! 

"I quickly put my hand on her pussy, and when she spread her legs, I found I 
could penetrate her hole with about half my finger. I began jacking off with 
my other hand, and it felt like I was in heaven! Then I remembered her 
titties. 

"Until that time I'd never touched titties of any size, and the idea excited 
me all the more. I put one hand on her shoulders and started playing with 
her tits with the other. She was wearing a tee shirt, so it was easy to get 
my hand under and onto her breasts. I was thrilled when I found that she was 
braless. What a feeling to put your hand on a pair of solid young tits with 
their hard little nipples pushing into your palm! 

"She was squirming and twisting in her seat from all of my erotic caresses. 
I looked around us once more and then told her to get between the seats, in 
front of me. 

"She got down there instantly, and as soon as she did I pulled her tee shirt 
up to her neck, grabbed her virginal titties, and told her to kiss my prick. 
She didn't hesitate, but started kissing and licking immediately on my 
ignited stick of dynamite. I was squeezing her titties so hard it was making 
her squirm, and as instinct took over, she put her mouth around the nut of 
my penis. 

"That did it! I pushed myself forward, holding her to me with her tits, and 
rammed my prick halfway into her liquid, pussy-like mouth, and exploded! She 
tried to pull back, but I gripped her tits so tightly she couldn't move. I 
could feel my juices running down my cock shaft. 

"I collapsed into my seat, and it was then that I realized someone was 
sitting directly behind me. I turned my head slowly and believe it or not, 
there was a boy about twelve years old jacking off like crazy while looking 
at our action! I just turned my head, pulled my prick out of the girl's 
mouth and flipped it back into my pants. The girl got up on her seat, pulled 
on her panties, and began looking at the movie as if nothing had happened. I 
finally got up and left. 

"That was some theatre! I went back there many times after that, and had 
quite a few similar exploits." 

Linda interrupted at this point and said, "You mentioned the incident you 
had with the boys in the dressing room, Rick. Well, I had some similar 
experiences with girls. But the thing I want to tell about is when I became 
a 'model.' I was thirteen at the time, and this kid I knew in school told me 
about a guy who would pay money to girls if they would pose for photographs 
for him. I needed money at the time, and so I was interested. I told this 
boy, who was a little older than me, that I'd like to meet the man. Roger, 
that was the boy's name, said that he'd arrange it. 

"The next day Roger told me that the man was willing to use me. I didn't 
know then that he really wanted to 'use' me in a different way. 

"The following Saturday Roger took me to the man's place. I was surprised to 
find out, when the 'man' opened the door, that he was only about seventeen 
years old! Of course at our age he was considerably more mature, but I 
didn't consider seventeen a man's age. Roger introduced us, and I found out 
that the boy's name was Jeff. 

"We went into Jeff's apartment, and although he seemed nice enough, I was 
still kind of scared and nervous. He had a camera set up on a tripod in the 
front room, with several bright lights positioned all around. The equipment 
was all aimed at a large couch with some big fluffy cushions on it. 

"We talked a few minutes, and finally Jeff said, 'Go sit on the couch, 
Linda. I want to check the lighting and the setup.' 

"I sat on the couch wondering what was going to happen next while Jeff got 
behind the camera, then adjusted a light or two, then got back behind the 
camera again. It was quite hot sitting there in front of all those lights. 

" 'Okay, honey,' Jeff said. 'Give us a big smile.' 

"He didn't even pose me the way I thought he would. I just smiled and he 
took a picture. 

" 'Okay, honey. Now take off your blouse.' 

"That really shocked me. As much as I enjoyed exhibiting myself, I'd never 
had my picture taken while doing it, and it just didn't seem right. He had 
to talk quite a while before I condescended to take any of my clothes off. 
Between Jeff and Roger, they finally talked me into it. After the blouse, 
the rest came easy. 

"Pretty soon they had me completely naked, and Jeff was posing me every 
which way. He had me standing in front of the camera, then with my back to 
it, and he even had me face my back to the camera and bend over and touch my 
toes. I could never figure out why that was a good pose. Then he had me sit 
with one leg on the couch and then with both of them. After that, he had me 
grab my legs under the knees and pull them back. My pussy was open so wide I 
could feel the heat of the lights on my inner pussy lips! I was also 
beginning to like the idea that these two guys were looking at me in all of 
those different poses. 

"I was carried away with the posing for sometime and when I looked around to 
see what Roger was doing, I was startled to find that he was now completely 
naked, standing next to Jeff. He had a tremendous hard cock and he was 
jacking it off! Every once in awhile, between pictures, Jeff would reach 
down and fondle Roger's large cock and hanging balls, and I could see the 
rise of his own dick in the crotch of his pants! 

"I really got hot when I saw Roger naked. His bouncing prick sure aroused in 
me an unknown desire. I'd seen other boys, but I had not experienced a cock 
in my pussy as yet, although I had sucked off the man in the park. Lying 
there with my pussy and asshole wide open, I began to fear the idea of that 
big thing pushing into my little hole, and yet the idea still intrigued me! 

"Pretty soon Jeff said, 'Okay, kitten, why don't you rest while I put some 
more film in the camera?' 

"I was getting a little tired and I was glad to put my legs down and take a 
breather. Jeff went into another room, but Roger just stood there behind the 
lights and masturbated, looking at me. 

"Jeff came back, put the film in the camera and then reached out and grabbed 
Roger's cock. Roger didn't seem to mind in the least. In fact, he dropped 
his hand from his dick and let Jeff do his thing. Jeff suddenly dropped to 
his knees, clasped his hand around Roger's cock, and jammed it into his 
mouth! He went wild, slurping and sucking. It looked as if he was trying to 
swallow the whole cock! 

"I was fascinated! I'd never seen anything like it before. In fact, I didn't 
even know that a man would do that to another man! Then, abruptly, Jeff 
pulled his mouth off of Roger, making a loud sucking sound, and stood up, 
saying, 'I better stop that, Roger, before I ruin you for the pictures.' I 
didn't know what he'd meant by that, but I soon found out! 

"That guy, Jeff, had Roger and me pose every way in the book! He had Roger 
eat my pussy, kiss my ass and tits, and everywhere. Then he had me doing 
everything to Roger. Even kissing his balls and sucking his cock! I enjoyed 
the cocksucking, though. It was good! 

"Then he decided to have us fuck! Like I said, I had never done that and I 
told him so. Jeff then suggested that we act like we were doing it, so Roger 
sat on the couch and I put my knees up and, with my back to Roger, I 
squatted over his big, red cock. Jeff made me lower myself so that the 
enlarged head of Roger's prick was in my pussy. It was too dry to go in, so 
Jeff bent down under my legs and licked it. It went in easily then, and Jeff 
went back to the camera. 

"What a feeling that was for me! It was the first time I had ever had even 
part of a prick in my hole! I could feel the heat and the throbbing and it 
was even better than a tongue! I was squatting there, savoring every moment 
of it with my eyes half-closed. I didn't notice Jeff leave the camera and 
get behind us. When he did, he did something that I will never forget or 
forgive. It was a dirty trick, believe me! 

"Roger had started playing with my breasts, squeezing and kneading them, and 
pinching the erected nipples. I started moving up and down slightly on his 
rock-hard penis. It felt good, rubbing on my clitoris. Just as I was moving 
down, Jeff dropped his hands on my shoulders from behind and pushed with all 
his strength, forcing me all the way onto Roger's prick! His cock was all 
the way in, down to his balls! The pain was tremendous, and I let out a 
scream like a banshee! It frightened Roger, but all he could do was to clamp 
tightly onto my tits! 

"I lifted myself up, but when I got up to the head, Jeff pushed me down 
again. He'd let me get my hole just about off of Roger's raging prick, and 
then he'd jam me down on it again, over and over! It hurt the first few 
times, but I must admit after a while it began to feel wonderful. He must 
have counted on that, because pretty soon I was going up and down without 
his help! He ran back to the camera and took pictures like crazy! 

"That was when I had my first orgasm, just as Roger shot his love cream into 
my starving hole. It was a bloody mess. In fact, the couch was all spotted 
and I doubt that they could be removed. We got dressed, Jeff paid me five 
dollars, and we left. I don't even remember what I did with the money! 

"I got involved in a lot of situations after that and did a lot of things. I 
was a pretty mixed-up kid until I met Rick at a Sexual Freedom Club 
meeting." 

"Well," agreed Rick, "I went through the same basic life. In fact, I've had 
some confrontations with the law in the past. When Linda and I found each 
other, that seemed to be our salvation. We got married after six months and 
we've been completely happy since." 

"We belong to many different clubs," Linda added. "We even belong to a 
nudist organization. We're a lot smarter, too, because we confine our 
exhibiting to adults. There's no way we can get into any trouble that way!" 

As long as Rick and Linda continue to adjust to adult life, even though 
their life style may not be acceptable to everyone, they will be happier. 
And as long as they do not interfere with anyone else's happiness while 
attaining their own, they cannot possibly find themselves at odds with 
society. 

There did not seem to be any underlying problems concerning this couple, and 
I suggested that they continue to control themselves, and to enjoy life in 
the accepted ways afforded them. 

CONCLUSION 

There are a great many variations in exhibitionism, just as there are many 
theories as to the causes of this aberration. We are all exhibitionistic in 
nature, basically, and we satisfy this desire in many ways. Some of us dress 
flamboyantly, some talk excessively, others enter show business, and there 
are even those who commit various crimes. All reaching and begging for the 
same thing: attention or recognition! Each and every one of us requires 
attention. If in our early years we do not receive this attention, we will 
in one way or another satisfy this need in our adult years. 

Dr. George Henry, in his book All the Sexes, states: "Specifically, 
exhibitionism has reference to an illegal display of the penis. The 
exhibitionist actually is timid sexually, and his need to have his penis 
accepted as a symbol of virility has become pathological. 

"The exhibitionist is fundamentally insecure, especially in regard to his 
sexual prowess, and in exposing himself he is seeking reassurance from 
someone whom he hopes to please. The need for approval requires repeated 
reassurance and, as sexual excitement is associated with the anticipated 
approval, the exhibitionistic act becomes an habitual mode of sexual 
expression." 

It may come as a surprise to most people, but exhibitionism is far more 
prevalent than is usually surmised. In fact, it ranks third in sexual 
deviations -- the first is prostitution, the second is homosexuality, and 
exhibitionism ranks third. 

Because exposure of the genital organs is regarded illegal, the 
exhibitionist is committing a crime by revealing his genitals. Public 
attitude is vehement regarding exposure, because it may inflict a severe 
mental shock upon prepubertal boys and girls who are the most desired 
victims of exhibitionists. 

Out of the many people I have interviewed in the past years, the majority of 
them had, in their earlier years, experienced the sight of an older person 
exposing himself. I have yet to detect any adverse effects on any of the 
subjects mentioned due directly to such an experience. 

It is interesting to note that in one study of 471 exhibitionists 
apprehended by the authorities, 267 were exhibiting in automobiles. For a 
large number of these offenders, there was a compulsive need to repeat their 
offense in an identical manner. Exposure in an automobile eventually results 
in someone taking down the license number, resulting in the apprehension of 
the subject. As I have stated previously, there is a definite indication 
that the exhibitionist has an unconscious desire to be punished, either 
because of the knowledge that he is doing something disagreeable according 
to society, or because of his own masochistic tendencies, with which many 
exhibitionists are found to be troubled. 

Another point of interest is that, in all the studies of exhibitionism, 
there is a remarkably small percentage of females involved, the theory being 
that due to her lack of a penis, the female unconsciously feels that she has 
been biologically discriminated against and would rather conceal than reveal 
this quirk of nature. 

Under these circumstances, it should be understood that exhibitionism must 
be treated as a sexual problem rather than a criminal one. 

As Lars Ullerstam, M.D., states in his book, The Erotic Minorities: "The 
self-exposers have a difficult position in our society. Unlike the ancient 
Greeks, and most other peoples, we do not have any festivals where taboos 
are broken ritually, where exhibitionists can perform solo dances. The 
exhibitionists have no defense groups like the homosexuals, and there are no 
publications in which they might advertise for spectators. They have no 
meeting places such as bars, parks, or urinals, like those for homosexuals. 
The society of sexual privilege has taught the self-exposer to feel so 
thoroughly ashamed of his inclination that he does not dare to confess it 
even to his doctor. The great majority of self-exposers submit silently to 
their abstinence, which cannot be desirable from a mental-hygienic point of 
view. . . . 

"The continuous damming up of the exhibitionistic impulses shackles a great 
amount of energy which could find better use. To accept that these 
individuals go through life in a state of frustration is to condone a 
special kind of cruelty against them solely on the grounds of their 
eccentric sexual urge." 

It was Freud who maintained that there is not any individual in whom some 
perverse attitude or desire does not lie lurking in wait to be released. . .  . 


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