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Exposing of genitals to strangers

What a Shame (embarrassing stories)


 

My sexual secret was exposed. For several years I was secretly experimenting. I had discovered by accident that after struggling to climb poles and skinny trees I would get the most pleasurable feeling(Orgasm) I ever had and wanted to feel it more and more. Sometimes spending the whole afternoon climbing and clinging to poles near my house. I had just taken my private sessions to a new level by doing the climbing totally naked. This added a new element that developed to be a exhibitionist fetish that I could not stop thinking about. Spontaneous arousal anytime and anywhere I was quick to seek out poles. Even when on family vacations I snuck away to it. Sometimes I would feel guilt and shame. One warm afternoon after school I added embarrassment to the list when I performed the whole act from start to end in an open field behind the baseball backstop only to hear my best friend shout my name from behind some shrubs no more than 12 feet from the pole I clung to with my erect penis protruding past the pole with thighs squeezing together in a rhythmic way. I was so embarrassed I could not even speak. I rode away on my bike in disbelief. When monday came I was asked about it by some students. OMG I was that guy, that liked to climb trees naked, and poles.

 

May be Habit Forming


It is the dry orgasm that is most intense .  Discovering that climbing a pole slowly yet vigorously with persistance to the point of exhaustion can have a very happy ending.   While running an obstacle course two opportunities to orgasm in pubic. That is climbing the fireman pole or the agonizing peg board climb. When  climbing to the top of a pole  only near the top it happened.  Overcome by the most pleasurable sensation frozen in place clinging to the pole in a trance-like state with my eyes closed.  As long as I held on to the pole the sensation  continued.  It must have been a couple of minutes because the shouts from below were getting louder .  The same thing happened at the peg board climb.  Starting out moving the pegs up to the next hole were not so hard but near the top the straining begins.  When someone is fortunate enough to have this happen will understand this.  The tickle begins slowly and concentration on this feeling is important.  So, this scenario surrounded by people watching and cheering you on when the tickle begins it will appear like you can not go on one second longer.  In the case of the peg board climb it will appear that you are determined to move the peg up in a heroic manner but continue to push on.  In reality moving the peg up is no longer the goal.  Reaching orgasm is the goal, so , there will be some confusion among anyone watching you.  obvious to everyone it was time to jump down.   One or two minutes struggling to move the peg seems foolish from the standpoint of the audience.  The when orgasm is reached another minute hanging there in a pleasure trance.  Creates quite a scene and questions when jumping down.   After that day I was determined to make it happen again. Experimenting afternoons, after hours and during summer break or weekends. I thought I had a special gift.   Having no idea what this was, one thing I did know it felt so damn good.  After a while I tried it completely naked. What a rush it was to undress totally naked outdoors.  Stashing my clothes , sneaking to the poles,  usually in the middle of the black top or quad area.   On warm summer days spending whole afternoons repeating it many times. Leaving  after dinner, the sole purpose was to find a pole and cling to it naked. Arousal began well before arriving at the pole having an erection when choosing which pole to climb. After scanning my surrounds and shedding my clothes, heart racing and penis rigid and throbbing visibly, step out into the open and make my way out to where the selected pole was. Grasping the pole and synching my thighs together squeezing my erection upwards to the right of the pole. After considerable effort the sensations start faintly. I have to concentrate and synchronize my thigh squeezing motion and pulling up motion. When I get close to the feeling, I close my eyes and sink into my own world of pleasure that lasts for several minutes. I am vulnerable at this point to being seen. Being discovered by anyone walking by was possible. This concern was not the top priority.

Masturbating in front of a mirror


 

I’ve discovered how erotic it can be watching myself masturbating using a mirror.  Placing a mirror in the right place is important so a clear view of my most intimate areas.  Sexually turned on by the sight of my own body?  Yes.

 

 

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Masturbating after class


I have been modeling for several years. My first time I did not get an erection, but after a few classes I became more relaxed. While posing in a early morning University drawing class, after taking a quite revealing pose.  Not intending for this to happen, it was quite embarrassing, I developed a full blown erection within a few seconds. At that moment I was going sit down for a break but the studio became unusually silent. I just was unable to bring myself to interrupt this increased concentration that was taking place . Holding the pose, with this erection so much pleasure I was deriving intense arousal.  Precum flowed filling my eurethra dripping .  My heart beat strong the throbbing stiffness pleased me so.  I so much enjoyed this prolonged exposer I closed my eyes wishing it would not end.  The was silent just a few whispered words  for the rest of the 15 minutes left in the pose.  Retreating to the model dressing room The feverish masturbation,  so intense,  hot loads hitting the wall .  After dressing and composing myself I emerged from my room.   Only 3 students were still left in the room .  Glancing at me and the clock as if I had been a long time.  I smiled back.   I wondered if I would get invited back. I was happy when I received multiple dates on my calendar to return.rel

Modeling Nude … Just What I Wanted


I would fantasize about what it would feel like to be on stage naked and this would always lead to me getting an erection on the stage

I was a senior in high school was interested in ceramics and throwing pots on the wheel. A friend and I were also enrolled in a few classes at the local college of art and design. My friend was taking life drawing and I was so intrigued with the idea of posing naked

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irresistable, when I am naked,

in front of a classroom full of people. I could not stop thinking about it and eventually began asking questions and even going to the library to read up on life drawing and what it takes to become a nude model. At first I was doubtful that I would actually be hired to pose, having no experience or drawing and painting background. I knew I wanted to do it so I joined a gym , started familiarizing myself with different poses, and the terminology. I would fantasize about what it would feel like to be on stage naked and this would always lead to me getting an erection on the stage. Just the thought of it aroused me and fueled my masturbation sessions. Fearing being terminated if I was showing signs that I enjoyed it as much as I did I planned how I would keep myself from getting an erection.. When I felt I was ready to go to work I applied at 1 school and was put on the list of  male models willing to pose nude.  The Life Drawing instructor would call me in about 2 weeks  with some bookings.   I had done it.  I was one step away from realizing  my desire to be naked in a public setting.   At home early , one thing on my mind, I threw off my clothes , grabbed my bottle of astro glide from my nightstand .  A message on my voice mail, I was needed to fill in for a  last-minute cancellation .  I was to meet the TA at the studio at 6 this evening.. I excepted the booking and was so nervous and excited at the same time. To ease into it and I felt not thinking about it in a sexual way was all that I had to do to keep from getting an erection. The first time I stepped on the platform naked I had to mentally focus to suppress my penis from getting out of control. I think the cool night air and bright lights on my naked body made it very difficult to control yet I was able to. I was successful for the next three classes and was confident my method to controlling erections

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from developing was one that worked every time. I had filled my calendar with new bookings at several colleges and everything was going as planned. The feelings of embarrassment were fading with each session. The next class started as usual with half hour of quick gesture poses to warm up the students. Then the instructor told me we would have one pose  that would span the rest of the class time and proceeded to set me up in a pose of her liking. Seated in a lounge chair slouching back creating a challenge in drawing foreshortening . When I was just right she marked my position on the chair with chalk. Reference points I could use get into the same posture after a break. The pose was going fine, then five minutes into it I was feeling some stirrings in my lower abdomen. Like before I mentally suppressed it and was relaxed again. After taking a break I regained my position in the pose and drawing resumed. A few minutes into the pose I felt some stirrings of arousal again, but, this time is was different. Before I could take a deep breath and mentally suppress any feeling of arousal my penis was lurching into full-blown erection. The studio went silent, all chit-chat stopped.  I was caught off guard at this point I was not sure what to do. I am fired I know it, I thought to myself. I close my eyes and try to think it away with opposite effect. This attempt to regain control only added fuel to the fire and was futile. It seemed  my entire body was throbbing .  I was expecting to hear the instructors intervening words. I only heard the sounds of erasers on paper and of charcoal drawing on paper.WIN_20170401_22_25_07_Pro I thought of stopping the pose then I heard a student ask the instructor for some help with her drawing. The instructor and the student analyzed,checked and measured, stood back and viewed me just as normal. All the while I was struggling to control my erection which was surging totally out of control.  My breathing turned heavy  , I stayed that way till break turning  all shades of red feeling embarrassed of the obvious amount of pleasure I was getting out of my predicament. I was surprised that after I broke for break and the class partially emptied out I still could not make my erection go away. With nothing but my bathrobe on I stayed on the model platform the whole break. I expected to be fired, but was not. I was expecting to be asked to calm down, but was not. I was still erect when I was placing myself according to the chalk marks and I was coached into the final position by the students in the front aligning my position with what they had on paper. It might be difficult for some people to understand , the level of pleasure I feel ,lasting all day and into the night. Even after posing with an erection most of the 3 hours. I was asked to come back and even got some compliments about my modeling . The male body is natural in all forms and I found that my body in an aroused state is beautiful and worthy of being drawn. I am more relaxed in my modeling sessions  (less nervous) and when erections happen the only thing that changes is the drawings.