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Just before I was due to finish for the day Bob called me into his office and told me to sit down. He asked me how my first day had been and if I'd had any problems. I told him that my first day had been great. I was comfortable with what I had been asked to do and was sure that I would be happy there. Everyone had been perfect gentlemen. I didn't tell him that I'd had to go to the toilet and frig myself to orgasm twice.
Bob then told me that I would get a 50% pay rise if I wore the same clothes every time I was there. I asked him if I could change my shoes occasionally. He smiled as he said, "Okay."
I went back to my desk and got dressed with 4 men watching me.
I'd only worked 4 hours that morning and had to go back to work the other 4 on the Friday afternoon. When I got there I went straight to my desk and stripped with 4 pairs of eyes watching me.
I have to say that working there naked with 5 men is such a turn-on for me, but they take it all in their stride. Okay, they watch me a lot but none of them has tried to touch me or make any suggestive comments. I'm almost disappointed.
To be continued...
Amy.Exhib
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Anonymousover 3 years agoThis story seems hard to believe. But sexually I’m the male version of the character. Physically I’m the female dream. I look like Thor from the movies. My face looks like a leading movie star. I look 30 in my 50’s. I’ve got a thick 10 1/2 inch penis. It takes me over 2 hrs to cum if having sex. I can have sex 4-5 times a day. I could do it for over 24 hrs before recent surgery.
I can get myself off in 20-30 mins or less. I must masturbate 3-5 times a day now. Pre surgery it was 7-8 times. My thing used to stay hard till I’d came at least twice. If I went without release my thing stayed hard. A couple times I went without release for 3-7 days. My thing got about a foot long. The end turned purple. It stayed hard & fat for days. My balls swelled up like a stud bull & hurt. I was popular with the nurses. I understood & tried not to care.
I was not an exhibitionist like the characters. As a kid I was forced to be nude & do sex stuff. As an adult I didn’t want any of it. But females endlessly flashed me & wanted to see me. I’ve caught females trying to peek as I changed or used a bathroom. Trying to look in my windows. Strangers have walked up & groped me or looked down my pants. I have endlessly been told by females they’ve never seen a man like me. I’ve been flashed & you name it. Only beautiful women hit on me. The rest aren’t confident enough & just stare at me. But I don’t enjoy it due to my childhood. I like these stories. They remind me of endless women trying to strip to seduce me over the yrs. I wish I could fix my mind & be able to strip for females & enjoy it. When the PTSD hit me I could no longer strip for my wife or enjoy being touched. Along with me looking young & having beautiful young women walk right up in front of her & ask me out it was too much for her & she divorced me.
I am trying to make myself fat. I want to be left alone. Mostly I need to conquer my past. I want her back. But my disease is killing me. I’ll be gone in a yr I’m sure. Maybe sooner. So I guess it’s over. So weird. I look like a young stud. But I’m old. My internal body keeps trying to shut down. I can barely go out to shop; yet hot 20 yr olds still try to seduce me. If they only knew. Of course most just want sex. That’s the one thing I’m still good at. My sister told me to just give up and have sex with these endless beautiful women who throw themselves at me. But I only want one woman & she has her own health problems. We are best friends. But she won’t be my wife again. Flash backs. The people who raped me as a kid took the happiness we shared away at the end of my life.
