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Times Being Caught/Played With:
Examined by my friend.

This is a memory from when I was about 11 or 12.
My friend Lindsey, a cute blonde with straight hair and brown eyes, and I were hanging out in my basement.
My mom was upstairs.
We were playing super nintendo, when Lindsey said she needed to go ...

I Was A Teenage Exhibitionist
(A series of simple “One-Off’s)

These stories will not be in order, just how I remember them with MINOR alterations.
I have been very fortunate in my life to have had these experiences, and you will probably see that they have bled into my other work.

At 15, I was ...

I Was A Teenage Exhibitionist:

The Vacation-

This story takes place when I was 16.
My parents and I went to the beach every year.
Their friends owned a beach house, you know, one of those small places bunched together with other small houses within walking distance to the beach and ocean.
It was ...

Thanks for sharing. That was awesome. An exhibitionist's dream.

In response to “What if your friend had caught you?”:
As a follow up:
A few weeks later, I was again over at my friend’s house and his little sister Katie was hanging around us.
Their parents were out, so we were playing video games and hanging out.
She was doing the usual kid sister “flirting ...

When I grew up (2 boys 3 sisters) it was normal for all the girls to change clothes in their room with the door closed. It was also normal for all the males to be naked (and I say all because my parents thought the adults should set an example, so the adult males were also naked).

This included ...

A long long time ago, in a Galaxy far away, my brother and I were sat by the most irresponsible babysitter ever.

I was eleven, if I remember right, and my brother is a year younger. Our new babysitter was probably 16 years old. It's hard for young boys
to know how old girls are just by looking, so ...

When I was 12 or 13, I walked over to my friend’s house to play.
Her mom let me in and I ran upstairs like I usually did.
At the top of the stairs, I stopped by her brother’s room to say hi.
I had a bit of a crush on him.
He was 15 and I remember thinking he was really cute.
I opened the door and ...

*****Author's note*****
While I have read and enjoyed several of the true stories posted here, I never in a million years thought I would have one of my own worth posting. But, believe it or not, something happened to me recently that I just have to share. I am still stunned by it, and will be for ...