Confessions of an Exhibitionist

Hello,

My name is Tom and I am an exhibitionist. These are my confessions.

(1) Walking down the hallway at the residence hall to take my shower wearing only a towel

My exhibitionism mostly got started when I was in college. My first year at school, I lived in Kimball Residence Hall. Both male and female students lived there, but each floor was the same sex. My room happened to be at the far end of the hallway and I had to walk the entire length every time I needed to use the bathroom or take a shower. It wasn’t very convenient in that respect.

At first when I went to take a shower, I would wear a woolen robe that my mother had given me, but I soon discovered that it was too itchy to wear on my bare skin. I decided that it made more sense to do without the robe and to just wrap a towel around my waist. The towel covered me okay and, with this being an all-male floor, it wasn’t a big deal.

The first few times I did this was early in the morning on the weekends when most of the other students were still sleeping. It was unlikely that a female would be on my floor at that time, let alone see me. One morning, when I was walking back to my room, my towel became loose. Since I wasn’t very far from my room, I just took it off and walked nude for the remaining distance.

Later on, I got more adventuresome so far as my towel wearing was concerned. The time of day didn’t matter as much anymore. There were a few times when some girls got to see me in the hallway. It was awkward but, after all, this WAS an all-male floor and I had a right to take a shower and to cover myself the way that I did. The girls would smile. One girl even threatened to pull my towel off (but she didn’t). I always got a thrill from knowing that only the towel was protecting my modesty.

One morning I was walking back to my room after taking a shower when a girl who was visiting her boyfriend in the room next to mine happened to see me. She asked me if I had any cigarettes. I thought it was kind of strange that she would ask me that seeing that all I had on was the towel. Besides, I wasn’t a smoker so I couldn’t help her with that anyway. She asked me to come inside the room for a moment because she wanted to ask me something. I was kind of hesitant, but I entered anyway. Her boyfriend wasn’t there at that moment. The girl said that she thought she had seen me before and was curious as to where I was from.

All the while we were talking, I was acutely aware of my state of undress. I was trying to have a normal conversation with her while not making an issue of it.

She was barefoot and wearing a tee shirt and shorts. Her black hair was tied in the back into a ponytail. I also remember that she had nice-looking legs.

Her boyfriend returned a few minutes later. Fortunately for me, he didn’t seem to mind that I was talking to his girlfriend in only my towel. Some guys would be jealous about things like that.

The three of us chatted for a few minutes. She told me about the classes that she was taking and that she wanted to be a teacher. I already knew that my neighbor wanted to go to medical school but that he was having a tough time in chemistry class.

I had only intended to stay for a few minutes. I figured that it was time for me to head back to my room and get dressed.

Suddenly, out of the blue, my neighbor pulled my towel off. I honesty hadn’t expected that would happen. He had somehow gotten near me and it was easy for him to grab a hold of it.

Was I embarrassed! There I was standing stark naked in front of his girlfriend.

She shrieked with laughter. She couldn’t believe that her boyfriend had done that, but that didn’t stop her from staring at my cock.

My cock wasn’t erect or else I would have been even more embarrassed.

The incident only lasted for a few seconds until her boyfriend handed my towel back to me.

For whatever reason, I got a reputation on the floor for being somewhat of an exhibitionist. This probably started with my roommate, Steve, because he knew what I did. In fact, one morning he even commented to me about how I seemed to have this down to a system. I think he was referring to the way I fastened the towel. He even remarked that the towel covered me pretty well. It wasn’t a very big towel though. I don’t think he disapproved of what I did, but it wasn’t something that he would do.

I think he must have said something to some of the other guys because they commented to me about it too. No wonder my neighbor pulled my towel off in front of his girlfriend. I bet he saw me going to the shower and figured that this was his chance to have some fun. He probably talked his girlfriend into luring me into his room so that he could strip me.

There was another incident that I want to tell you about. It didn’t involve me directly though. I just happened to witness it. There was a guy on my floor who used to wear a white terry cloth cotton robe when he went to take his showers. (No doubt that was more practical that the woolen robe that my mother had given me.). I remember that it was rather short on him. It was long enough to cover his private parts when he was standing, but that was about it.

Anyway, I happened to be in another neighbor’s room down the hallway with a few of the guys from my floor and a girlfriend of one of the guys when they called this fellow to come into the room. He had just taken a shower and all he had on was his robe. A couple of the guys ganged up on him and pulled his robe completely off in front of the girl and there was nothing he could do about it. Was he embarrassed! But it was more than that. I think that the guys humiliated him.

The poor guy wasn’t very muscular. He never stood a chance against the guys.

The girl was embarrassed too. She didn’t like what the guys did to him. I didn’t like it either.

I know this may seem juvenile to you.

(2) Sleeping in the nude at college

One of the things I liked to do when I first went to college was to sleep in the nude or with at most just a tee shirt. The rooms in the residence hall had plenty of heat even in the dead of winter except that it sometimes got cold early in the morning. (It must have been the way that the school set the thermostat.) Sleeping in the buff wasn’t a problem as far as the temperature was concerned. I would just cover myself with a warm blanket.

In case you’re wondering, I didn’t walk around my room naked while my roommate, Steve, was there as I don’t think he would have appreciated that. Also, I’m not gay so I didn’t have any desire to show my body to him or to any other guy for that matter. If he happened to be there when it was time for me to go to bed, I would quickly undress and get under the covers.

One thing that I should tell you is that Steve had a lot of girlfriends. He was a good-looking guy, tall with dark brown hair. He certainly knew how to attract the ladies. There were times when I tried to take notes. LOL.

Anyway, I remember an incident that happened one night when this girl, Julie, was waiting in my room for Steve to return. They weren’t exactly boyfriend/girlfriend although I think she would have liked that. She knew that he wouldn’t be back for a while as he had an on-campus job at the main library (it didn’t close until late on weeknights), but she thought my room would be a quiet place for her to study. I didn’t mind as she and I got along fine.

It was getting a bit late in the evening for me and getting past the time when I would usually go to bed. She could tell that I was getting sleepy so she asked me if I would like her to step outside the room for a minute so that I could get undressed for bed. The idea was that, once I was in bed, she would continue to quietly study using my roommate’s small desk lamp at his end of the room so as to not keep me awake. (I also had an eye mask that I could wear if I thought the light would be a problem.) I said that wouldn’t be necessary and that she could just close her eyes while I undressed. She was fine with this, so I took off my clothes and got into bed naked while she pretended to cover her eyes with her hands. Of course, I knew that she was peeking through her fingers.

This happened a few times. Eventually, she felt comfortable enough to not bother to cover her eyes while I undressed. She still wouldn’t look directly at me though. We would continue to casually chat the entire time.

One time she really surprised me. I had just undressed and was ready to get into bed when she said that she wanted me to stand in front of her in the nude. I’m not sure why she wanted me to do that. Maybe it was just curiosity, but I did what she asked. My only hesitation was that Steve might walk in on us. I don’t think that would have gone too well.

So, I stood there completely nude while she checked me out from my head down to my toes. My cock was already half erect as you may imagine. She also had me turn around so that she could see my ass.

She said, “I think you have a nice body. Are you a runner?”

“Yes, how can you tell?”

“Because you have strong legs.”

“I do?”

“Yes. And your ass is firm too!”

By this time, I had sat back down on the edge of my bed. Julie sat down next to me.

All of a sudden, she started kissing me. Her lips felt so good on mine. My cock immediately sprung to attention. I was rock hard and almost 7 inches long.

She said, “Oh my God! Look how big your cock is now. Is it okay if I feel him?”

Before I could say anything, she put her hand around my cock and gently started to stroke it.

I was so aroused by this time that I felt like I was going to go crazy. I needed her to stroke it faster and faster and NOT to stop.

She asked, “Does this feel good?”

Of course, she knew that it did.

I couldn’t believe how assertive she was being. She obviously had more experience than I did and she wasn’t shy when it came to telling me what she wanted. I wanted to fuck her, but she had drawn a line so far as that was concerned.

She continued to stroke my cock. It felt so good. She really knew what she was doing. I remember that she had a sweet smile on her face all the while she did this. She could tell the way that I was breathing that I was getting close.

Finally, she pushed me over the edge, and I ejaculated all over her hand. I think she was surprised by how much cum there was and even made a comment about it. As if not to waste it, she gently massaged it onto my balls.

She asked me, “Did you like that?”

“Yes, it felt great! Thank you.”

She said, “You’re sweet” and then she gave me another kiss.

Shortly after that, Steve returned. Of course, nothing was said about what had just happened. This was Julie and my little secret.

(3) Caught in the shower

Early one Saturday morning, I had just started to take a shower when this guy who lived on my floor asked me if it would be okay if he and his girlfriend took a shower too. Of course, I was fine with the idea, but I couldn’t believe that he was going to let me see his girlfriend naked. At the same time, I was thrilled at the thought that she would see me naked too.

She was a beautiful girl with long straight black hair. I tried not to stare at her as she stepped into the shower, but I couldn’t help it. She had perky tits and a nice firm ass. Her pussy was lovely, with dark pubic hair above. I wondered if the guy had just fucked her.

She giggled when she saw the way I was looking at her.

She asked me, “Haven’t you ever seen a naked girl before?”

With that, my cock sprung to attention. I mean, it was just sticking up at a 90-degree angle.

She thought that was the funniest thing in the world. Fortunately, the guy didn’t care.

I watched as he soaped her down and helped to wash her. She did the same for him. It was very erotic actually.

(4) Getting to see my roommate’s girlfriend naked

There were a couple of incidents with another of my roommate’s girlfriends that I want to tell you about. Her name was Emily. This occurred later in the semester than the previous story I told you about Julie. Emily would occasionally stay overnight. They didn’t make a big deal of me being there as it was my room too. Besides, I had nowhere else to sleep, especially on weeknights.

The first time Emily stayed overnight I think she was a bit embarrassed that I was there, but she understood why. She wore a night shirt and panties when she went to bed. Of course, I could hear them kissing and making out.

Usually, when Emily needed to get ready for bed, I would offer to go out of the room for a few minutes so that she could change clothes. If I was already in bed, I would just turn so that I was facing the other way. In a way, that was the opposite situation than I had with Julie.

One time when Emily needed to undress, I offered to go out of the room but Steve told me not to bother. Instead, he suggested to her that she could undress behind the door to his closet. The way that the closet door opened, she would be able to stand behind it so that she could get undressed without my being able to see her. She gave me a shy, unsure look knowing that the door wouldn’t really be all that much of a barrier but, after thinking about it for a moment, she decided that the arrangement would be okay. Of course, from my roommate’s vantage from his side of the room, he would be able to see everything. Emily took her shoes and socks off before going behind the closet door.

What really surprised me was how much of a live wire she was that night. I think that it was the combination of her knowing that she would be undressing in full view of Steve while I was only a few feet away, completely unable to see, that got her so horny. Although she tried to casually chat with Steve and me as she undressed, I could tell from her voice that she was excited.

I watched as she handed him her blouse. Unfortunately, all I could see was her right hand and part of her arm. I wish I could have seen her unbuttoning her blouse and slipping it off her shoulders, but it was not to be.

Next, I could hear her unbuckling her belt and the rustling of her jeans as she pulled them off, but I couldn’t see anything. She handed the jeans to Steve.

I knew at this point that she must have been standing behind the closet door wearing only her bra and panties. I figured that her bra would be next and I was right. What surprised me was how, with a flair, she playfully tossed it at my roommate instead of just handing it to him like she did with the other items. No doubt, this was teasing the hell out him to see her lovely breasts and not to be able to do anything about it. Now the only thing that she probably still had on was her panties.

Next, she tossed the panties at him. I thought for sure that she would at least keep those on, but I think she wanted to tease him even more.

I now knew that she was completely nude on the other side of the closet door.

I heard her say to Steve, “How do I look?”

He exclaimed, “You look beautiful!”

“Do I?”

“Yes!”

I could tell from the nervousness in her voice that she was very turned on. The final step was for Steve to hand her the nightshirt, but when she reached her hand out for it, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and playfully started to pull her out from behind the closet door. She was laughing and giggling at the same time and saying, “No! Not in front of Tom!” Despite her half-hearted attempt to resist him, he managed to pull her out completely, exposing her entire body to me.

I could see her naked pussy and tits and her ass! What a beautiful body she had with curves in all the right places! Her breasts were so nice and perky. Her ass was perfect.

Of course, she was very embarrassed. She was probably more embarrassed now than she had ever been in her entire life. I could tell that by how red her face was. But, at the same time, it was obvious that she was extremely turned on by what had just happened. She was enjoying being an exhibitionist.

It didn’t help her any that I was standing there with my mouth open, taking this all in with my eyes. My cock was stiff and hard, but I didn’t know if she could tell that since I had my jeans on.

After a few seconds, Steve finally let her go. Instead of taking cover behind the door, she just stood there and put her arms around his neck and kissed him. (Obviously, she wasn’t angry at him for what he did.) He placed his hands on her naked ass while they were being intimate.

No doubt Steve would have fucked the hell out of Emily, but he couldn’t very well do that with me there watching.

She said, “I hope you’re happy that you exposed me to Tom. You are so bad!”

Finally, he gave her the night shirt and she got ready for bed.

After what happened, I was so horny that, later that night, I quietly masturbated in bed under the covers. I made a bit of a mess but I guess that was to be expected.

One morning after Emily had stayed over, I had to get up for an early class. As I mentioned previously, when I was in college, I would often sleep in the nude and the previous night was no exception. It was unusually cold in our dorm room that morning and I really didn’t want to get out of bed. Emily happened to be awake in bed and gave me a smile. It looked like Steve was still asleep. I decided, what the heck. I might as well get out of bed stark naked. I walked over to my cabinet and took out some clean clothes, all the while shivering from the cold.

She giggled as she saw me, but not loudly enough to wake Steve. She saw my cock dangling from side to side. I think she thought this was so amusing.

(5) Wearing a skimpy swimsuit

On Friday nights between 8 and 10 PM, the college recreation center held open swims for the students and faculty. I would wear a very skimpy swimsuit. It wasn’t a Speedo like the members of the swim team might wear, but the material was thin and rather revealing especially when it got wet as it would cling to me. I had observed that a number of guys wore Speedos or similar suits so I knew that I wouldn’t be the only one. But I didn’t have the body of a swimmer or the confidence. I felt like I was almost naked as I knew that the suit wouldn’t cover me very well especially if I were to get a hard-on. Of course, that was part of the fun for me. I knew that there were always some young co-eds at the swims and this was an opportunity to let them see me with the least amount of clothing on.

Since I would shower off in the locker room before going out to the pool, my swimsuit would show quite a bit already. I would casually walk alongside the outside of the pool to the far end where the benches were. The pool would always be crowded with young people as well as some faculty members. Not everyone would be swimming though. I think some of the girls went there just to hang out with their girlfriends and to flirt with the guys. They would sit on the edge of the pool and dangle their legs in the water.

The way that the swimming area was configured, the males and females would enter through their respective locker rooms. But there was also a side door that led to a vending area where you could buy some pop or get a cup of coffee or maybe a candy bar. (I remember that the coffee from those machines tasted awful.) It was just a matter of making sure to take a few coins with you. Sometimes I would take a break from swimming and go the vending area and chat with the other swimmers. In case you’re wondering, this was a small area that was kept warm like the locker rooms.

One time I was standing in the vending area getting a cup of coffee when two girls walked in. Their names were Lisa and Patty. I knew them from my residence hall. They were wearing one-piece swimsuits with straps that went over their shoulders. They also wore white bathing caps to keep their hair from getting loose. The three of us were wet from having just gotten out of the pool.