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Archive 65

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SEXUALITY: Homosexual
GENDER: Male
TITLE: Showing in Laos

I was staying in a small family-operated pension in Luang Prabang. The family spent much of their time on a patio at the front of the complex, and, to get to their quarters, they had to walk through a narrow passage that took them by the window to my room. I noticed that the wall opposite my bed had a large mirror on it and that when I pulled my curtain closed on the window to the side of the room, the bottom of the curtain caught on the bedspread of the second bed so that it left a wedge-shaped opening down the side of the window where the curtain wasn't fully closing off the view into the room. This opening was meaningless as far as seeing me inside on the bed directly, but it provided a view of the mirror which reflected a complete view of me on my bed. Because the mirrow was several feet away, the entire mirror (and, therefore, the entire view of what the mirrow reflected), could be seen through the small opening of the curatin. I, therefore, could "accidentally" expose myself to anyone who glanced through the wedge-shaped curtain opening as they walked by outside. I took advantage of the opportunity by laying on top of the bed in the nude and masturbating. It was a large family with lots of movement back and forth, so soon I could see through the thin curatin the shadow of someone going by outside. Before long, I heard talking outside, and could tell that it was from near my window. It was very obvious that the view had been discovered and that everyone was enjoying the opportunity to watch the "unsuspecting" westerner jack off. Because they were hidden from my direct view, they felt completely free to stand outside and watch through the crack. For the rest of the evening, there were occasional slow walk-bys. Even after they went into their living quarters for the evening, occasionally I would hear the door open and close and someone would walk by. They were fascinated and couldn't quit checking to see if I was still doing it! I repeated the process every night for the 3 nights I was there. Related to this, I would like to comment about Asians, their reputation for modesty, and what it means in terms of exposing oneself. Asians are very modest. They will bath in their underwear rather than expose themselves even to someone of the same sex. My opinion is that people who are raised to be so modest are even more fascinated with the opportunity to observe an exhibitionist than those who aren't. The guidebooks talk about nudity offending Asians. But my experience is that Asias are very happy to observe nudity, masturbatation, and other forms of exhibitionism as long as it seems to be an accidental opportunity to observe. They will even share the view with others rather than being ashamed that they are seeing something forbidden. In this respect, everyone has fun. The Asian who normally sees no one unclothed has his/her opportunity to do so, and the exhitionist has a willing and interested audience.


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SEXUALITY: Bisexual
GENDER: Male
TITLE: On the Balcony at Sunset

The sun was setting, and I had gone out onto the balcony to watch it. The sunbed was stretched out invitingly, Petra having slept on the balcony after lunch before leaving for her rehearsal, and so I lay down on it and abandoned myself to the fast-disappearing orange fireball. The strains of Mozart’s Flute Concerto coming from my computer provided the ideal accompaniment to the visual splendour. Then the inevitable happened. When I’m relaxed and alone, particularly when I’m lying down, the little monster in my pants always makes his presence felt, as if jealous because he hasn’t been invited to join the fun. I looked down at my fast-bulging shorts. Masturbation was inevitable, but not here on the second-floor balcony which was overlooked from two sides by a host of other balconies, several of them visibly occupied. I would have to dash to the bathroom. But then I suddenly thought, what the hell! It’s my balcony – other people should have better things to do than stare at me on my private property. I undid my shorts and slipped them and my underpants off, allowing my erect prick to reach up freely towards me. How I would love to be able to suck it. I’ve dreamt that I was sucking it several times, and the feel of the sperm squirting into my mouth as my wet dream soaked my pyjamas was incredible. All I’ve managed to do while awake is to lie down on my back and throw my legs over my head and masturbate into my mouth. But now I would just gently, almost casually, masturbate as if it was the most natural thing in the world, which it is. The Ancient Egyptians treated sex as a perfectly natural act, like peeing and _____, and as well as peeing and _____ in public, they also made love. They probably masturbated openly too. I’m sure they had a much more realistic attitude to masturbating than our society does, even after Masters and Johnson and Dr. Alec Love. So I was now going to be an Ancient Egyptian. I found myself actually wanting someone to watch me. Having moved to this flat only three weeks previously I hadn’t met anyone from the neighbouring buildings, so whoever saw me would be a total stranger. I glanced upwards. Nobody seemed to be looking my way. Come to think of it, why should they? My hand was now clasped around my prick and I was rubbing it up and down firmly but slowly, I spat on my hand to provide a bit of lubrication. Spit is actually better than almost anything, although Johnson’s Baby Oil takes some beating – and soapy quickies in the shower cannot be underestimated. But now I was masturbating for the first time in public – ostensibly at least. While my right hand was doing its work, my left hand stretched out for my sunglasses. While wearing those I could glance around at a possible audience without anybody seeing that I was looking at them. I could feel the sperm welling up in the base of my prick and so I slowed down considerably. I wanted this to last. I pressed my prick against my stomach and rubbed it with two fingers of my left hand. Then my right hand went down behind my right thigh and its forefinger gently penetrated my anus. Wow! I’m not going to be able to hold out much longer. Another casual look upwards – and this time – the jackpot! A woman on the fifth floor of the building on the left had seen me. She didn’t look at all horrified, in fact she looked positively fascinated. She disappeared for a moment and came back with a man, presumably her husband. He laughed and then put his arm round his wife and watched me intently. I glanced to the right. There was a boy, about thirteen looking down from the fourth floor, and as far as I could make out he was doing the same as me behind his balcony wall. This was fun! As long as nobody called the police. Or photographed me with a telephoto lens and sent the photo to Kurir. But the tingling at the base of my prick made all the possible negative consequences of my action seem totally irrelevant. I started writhing. Orgasm was a matter of seconds away and I must give my audience their money’s worth. I heaved my thighs into the air, and with my prick pointing straight up to the heavens I ejaculated. Accept my humble offering, dear Lord! Fortunately, my balls were full and quite a good spurt shot out over my stomach. I dropped my backside onto the sunbed and rubbed the sperm into my stomach and chest. Then I turned over onto my side and pretended to go to sleep. Was that clapping I heard up there…?


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SEXUALITY: Straight
GENDER: Male
TITLE: Pool stroke

I often fantasize about masturbating in public. One experience happened when I was in my twenties, I was swimming at my girlfriend's house with the rest of her family. After a long day of fun in the pool most had returned to the house or were lounging in a chair around the pool. I was floating around, arms stretched over a float raft, with my chin resting on the side and my body emerged from the shoulders down. As I fell into a totally relaxed state, I felt that familiar urge growing. I always enjoyed being naked in a pool, so slowly, without much movement, I slid one arm down under the raft and reached up the leg of my swim trunks to release my growing erection. This was a great feeling and I started to get more daring. My girlfriend and her brother were reading books at the side of the pool and no one was much paying attention to me. I continued to slowly rub my erection and then decided to go for it. Sliding my penis completely out of the pant leg I started a full effort jerk, my erection completely exposed in the water. It was a major turn on. I moved my arm back to the float to not raise any attention, and just let hardon float out in the open. I could look down into the water and see my hardon in plain view and if anyone else had looked, they would have seen it as well. The feeling was great and I needed to masturbate. Reaching back into the water, I stroked my hardon very slowly as to not splash. It was awesome. After 10 minutes or so I finally couldn't hold out. The thought of jerking off right in front of everyone was too much. I erupted in a massive orgasm right in the pool! I slowly moved away from my gobs of floating cum and hoped no one else decided to dive in at that point.


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SEXUALITY: Homosexual
GENDER: Male
TITLE: Filipino Bus Experience

A few years ago, I was taking a local bus in Mountain Province in the Philippines. I was wearing shorts without underwear. When the bus arrived at the rural intersection where it stopped for me, it was full. Being a westerner, however, they made a place for me to sit on a seat in the front row which already had a young Filipino sitting on it by the window. To reach the seat, I had to raise my leg to step over a pile of boxes, bags, and other goods that had been placed in the aisle. Not long into the the trip, the young man beside me put his head down to rest on his left arm which was placed across his lap. Then, a few moments later, he moved his leg. In doing so, he also repositioned his hand to rest over my leg and shifted his head closer to me. What a turn-on that was for me. At the time, I thought he was just enjoying the physical closeness and touching. Then I realized, however, that he must have seen up my shorts leg as I stepped into the bus and knew that I was not wearing underwear. I let my legs spread apart a little more, and my member was, of course, growing in length just from the physcial stimulation of his touch. Sure enough, he shifted his head over further toward me. It was obvious that he was looking up my pants leg to see my goods. I shifted a little more and pressed my hand against my fly to force my foreskin back to give an exposed view to him. After a while, he apparently tired of the view and raised up. We were on a 7-hour bus trip, however, and he put his hand over my leg and rested his head one more time before we got to our destination!


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SEXUALITY: Homosexual
GENDER: Male
TITLE: Mysore Hotel

I was in Mysore, India, in 2003. Out the window from my room was a view of another hotel which had a rooftop restaurant. I wanted to exhibit myself, but I realized that a complaint might be filed if all the diners could see me. I, therefore, positioned myself on the bed so that only a back area of the rooftop behind a serving table could provide a view of me. Although it was night, I could see the silhoutettes against the night time sky of anyone who was in that area. From their perspective, it probably looked as if I were watching TV and masturbating and totally unaware that anyone was on the roof (since that part of the roof was not lighted). It didn't take long for a waiter to notice me. He stood there looking, then he went to get others. Soon, 3-4 waiters were standing there watching. Probably none of them were gay, but the sight of nudity in India, much less the opportunity to view the performance of a sex act, was probably too special to pass up. Within the next hour, the waiters came and went, but there were never too many minutes before one with a free moment came over to the corner of the rooftop so he could see into my room and observe the show. The restaurant closed and the waiters left around 9:30 p.m. But soon afterwards, a man returned to his hotel room that was directly across from mine in the same hotel as the rooftop restaurant. He sat down in a chair right by his window to watch TV. The chair positioned him at a 90-degree angle to the window. Soon, he glanced out the window noticed me. He tried to be discreet as he turned his head occasionally to see my show. I decided to have some more fun. I flashed my lights on and off 2-3 times as I looked his way so that he would know I knew he was looking. I began to notice his arm moving; he was masturbating himself! Unfortunately, the view of his member was hidden from me because of the height of the bottom of the window. I flicked the lights on and off again. But he wouldn't expose himself to me. Doing so would be just too counter to what is taught in India about exposure. It was a good night, however, with a group of waiters and a hotel occupant both watching me.


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