Much of my exhibitionism until I was fifty years old was an effort to camouflage my intact foreskin. That is, I didn't want anyone to know that my cock hadn't been trimmed. There was the ugly factor. My being different than normal guys seeking attention in this world with my other insecurities always desired to have my bare glans exposed. I always wanted to get circumcised. Only through the additional guidance of the LPSG community - I've begun to learn about my foreskin's beauty factors.
I can't recall when I first became knowledgeable about circumcision. My foreskin always glided smoothly back uncovering my glans. Could that have been the results of my hygiene lessons? My mother taught me to "pull that skin back" when you have to go "potty". "Wash your tail every day before you go to bed." "Be sure to pull your skin back and scrub it real good." I wonder to this day whether those lessons were the reason my younger sister always wanted to share the bath tub with me. I wonder whether my sister was receiving her "introductory sex-education" when she wanted to wash my "tail" in the bath tub. I can still remember having to prove that I had bathed thoroughly at the age of eleven after I had been alone in the bath tub. It's the first time I recall being asked about playing with my tail.
I don't know. Maybe I was beginning to enjoy the pleasant sensations of scrubbing real good. Maybe my summer time growth spurt was more pronounced in my penis like my height. I don't really recall. I learned about masturbation a couple of years later. I might have even been twelve years old when my mother finally convinced my sister that I should be able to take my bath alone. I just recall the examination of my "peter cleaning" seemed to be more thorough following that particular private bathing time along with the question about playing.
My mom and sis were sitting in the living room watching television as I bathed. They had a clear view of the passage between the bath room and my bedroom. I might have spent an abnormal amount of time bathing. Perhaps, that was the reason for the question about me enjoying myself. Maybe, they really wanted to see the results of my cleaning efforts. As I stood naked about five feet in front of them, they apparently approved of my bath. I didn't quite understand the additional "directions" given prior to their approval. Normal to pull my skin back to prove that there wasn't any smegma collection. Abnormal to be instructed to pull it back tightly and hold it. I don't think I had a boner, and I can't remember how many times I was told to slide my skin forward and back. I don't remember feeling any additional sensations other than feeling clean.
I have much more to investigate about my innocent foreskin. I'm imagining that I must have assumed all those naked buddies that I viewed while growing up still possessed their foreskins. All those bare knobs I viewed looked similar to my bare knob when I rolled my skin back, so I would keep my foreskin retracted to appear as they did. I never really considered that some of our cocks were sized differently. Shorter guys had shorter peters. Some guys glans were more pronounced. They were attractive. I wanted mine to appear as cutely as theirs.