Posted by Paul on October 5, 2005, 6:31 am, in reply to "My story from the girl’s point of view" I am thrilled to come across a forum such as this which shares my own experiences. I still have the urge to exhibit myself, but to a Mistress who abuses me in the way [name withheld A] or [name withheld B] would, as described in my experience below: When I was very young, about seven or six, I used to play "Doctors and Nurses" with my older cousin [name withheld A] and her friend [name withheld B]. [Name withheld A] was a year older than I and [name withheld B] maybe about ten or eleven years of age. We would play in the spare bedroom of my cousin who lived a couple of houses away from me. We would always sneak upstairs, or maybe if we thought we would get found out, go into the garden shed. I was always nervous, but strangely turned on at the same time. I think back now, but I have always been submissive. I would be told to show them my penis, or my "tinkle" as we called it.... I would drop my trousers and my erect penis would spring up. [Name withheld A] and [name withheld B] would look at it and pretend to examine it. I remember my penis being very veiny with a tight foreskin covering the glans, possibly only about four inches long. They would take turns in holding my erection and try to pull my foreskin back. I was told I had to show them my "insides"; that is, my glans. My foreskin would slip back only a short way, maybe about half the length of my glans. The games would go on like this for months, me just showing my penis for them to fondle and hold. If [name withheld B] was not playing with us, my sister would join in the fun—my sister being two and a half years younger than I. Often I would be led up to the bathroom by the girls and I was forced into peeing into the toilet bowl, all the while [name withheld A] or [name withheld B] holding my penis and directing it into the bowl. I was always erect for them. I seem to remember [name withheld B], being the older, trying to masturbate me by pulling on my foreskin, trying to retract it fully. On this occasion, when I was in front of my cousin and my sister, [name withheld B] held my stiff penis and pushed the foreskin way past the glans. It hurt, as there was still a bit of the synechia attached to the top of the glans—this snapped and my glans was there for them to see, a purple mushroom on the end of my very-excited penis. They would look and discuss my penis, the way it looked, its shape, how there was a tight hole in the end, the corona, all of my penis. I was always so excited by this. As time went on, my sister and [name withheld] would often ask me, when we were alone in the house, to show her my "tinkle". I always obeyed and would unzip my trousers for her to examine my penis. She always peeled my foreskin back so to see the end. She would touch it and rub the skin around it. We would progress upstairs, my trousers off, my penis jutting out, to her bedroom. Here I would stand in front of her, and she started to draw on my penis. There were some felt-tip pens and she told me to pull my skin back and she started to mark my glans with the ink. It was very, very painful. I said to stop it, saying it hurt. She stopped and was a bit carried on until I was about ten years old. All she had to say was "tinkle time" and I would have to show her my penis. This was always when our parents were out. I never, ever said no to her demands. She never showed me her [genitals]; I was always the one who had to comply. I would play with her in the bedroom with cindy dolls, sitting on the bed with my trousers off and my penis always sticking up. She would play with the dolls on my penis, put ribbons around it, or her favourite game was still to draw on my glans. These games stopped shortly after my tenth birthday for some reason. Maybe she was getting a bit older and thought it to be wrong. I always remember those days and often thought, if I had carried on another year, maybe she would have masturbated me. I still fantasise about this, being used as a toy for her, being masturbated for her amusement. I started masturbating and ejaculating when I was about twelve; every day I would do it when I came home from school. I would sit on the toilet and always produce a load of sperm. I wanted my sister to see me do this, and I am sure to this day, she would creep up outside the toilet and peep through the keyhole to watch me masturbate.... Hmmm, happy days! Would love to hear your comments on this or to communicate with anyone who had similar experiences as a youngster. Please contact me on metman1960@yahoo.co.uk Cheers, Paul
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(Originally posted on January 6, 2005, 5:46 am, in reply to "Female domination in childhood—the source of exhibitionism") 
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