My exhibition origin story. True story, about me. I wanted to share it. :)

In college I had pretty low self esteem and confidence, so I decided to try to find a way to feel good about my body. I knew that there was nude modeling available in the area. It was off campus and I figured it would be a good way to get nude and learn to be confident in my skin. I finally got up the courage to try and stripped down and got in a robe. They had planned poses to hold for 30 to 60 minutes with a break. I posed in front of 8 people, 3 guys and five women. I was so nervous I was shaking. The nerves turned out to work in my favor because they kept me from getting worked up (if you know what I mean). I was told I had to hold a rather benign kneeling pose. Since it was my first time. Everyone was really nice and didnt make a big deal out of my shyness, but I was able to keep myself from covering my cock and balls. It was like 80 degrees in the room so I sat and sweated through my half hour and then quickly left. It was exhilarating! I felt great once I got to my apartment. Couldn’t wait to go back the next Saturday available. This is when I noticed I found it very arousing to be stared at so intently while nude. To have the attention of the whole room on my naked form, thinking about it was getting me hard. The next 2 times I posed I was still nervous and it all went over kosher. The fourth time I went is when it happened. I made the mistake of not masturbating for a couple days before and was, let’s say, jumpy. So, I get to the place and disrobe. I’m standing in the changing room nude, just getting my robe on when I started thinking about them staring at my cock. I felt my balls tighten and blood start flowing into my member immediately. I was like, shit! I furiously started to try to take my mind off those kind of thoughts and was able to regain composure by doing math in my head. Phew, I go out to the small Stage and get told my pose will be standing with one foot on a small block and my hands cross my chest, head angled down (Weird ass way to stand, my hips were sore after). Anyway, I get into pose and get about maybe 20 minutes in and start having trouble pushing arousal away. As I scrambled to control myself I got hotter and hotter. I could feel my balls slowly tightening and then it happened. My cock started to swell and twitched. I turned bright red I’m sure. I was able to keep myself from getting fully erect by sheer force of will for what felt like forever but then I noticed a new sensation, it started between my legs and slowly inched it’s way along the underside of my cock. I knew what it was instantly it was precum. Precum lazily making it’s way up my urethra toward my head and it my tip. It tingled and stretched it’s way pleasurably the whole length and I could feel a fat drop Crest my tip and slip it’s way off the end of my cock! I looked down and to my horror (and excruciating pleasure) I saw a fat string of my fluids hanging off my penis and swing by my knees. I thought to myself “play it cool, maybe they won’t notice”. Then I felt another pearl make the journey. I felt the first drip hit the side of my left foot and i lost it. My cock quickly engorged itself to full attention and my veiny lustful dick very shamefully twitched full to its limit. I looked up to see the blushing faces moving to hide behind there easels and ran out of the studio grabbed my clothes and never went back! And that is the story how I modeled nude for two months and found out i was an exhibitionist. I eventually gained some self control and did some more modeling in a different city. I still can’t control myself when I’m horny though and have had to find secluded spots on nude beaches to get down to business so I can avoid getting kicked out or arrested or fined. I love people seeing me naked! Thank you for reading.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/bov1ho/my_exhibition_origin_story_true_story_about_me_i

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