SpeedoGuy: My exhibitionist tendencies emerge when prompted by the right circumstances. i.e. me going along what the rest of the group is doing.
My first and most memorable experience started in my teens when a co-ed group suddenly decided to go streaking around the rural countryside one summer night. I was hesitant to join in at first, thinking it was a put-on. But before I knew it, neighborhood teens I chummed around with were slipping off their clothes and cavorting around nude in the moonlight playing frisbee and grabassing each other and such. I couldn't believe what I was seeing because these were people I went to school with daily. But there it was happening right in front of me. Only a little alcohol and no drugs were involved. Mob mentality just took over and it happened.
Anyway, I soon was the object of teasing because I hadn't gotten naked. I was self conscious because I was sportin wood and so I tried prancing around in my briefs. Two of the girls snuck up behind me and yanked them down (you can image what a thrill it was to have your underwear pulled off by naked classmates). So I ended up joining in the escapade. I soon found I liked the thrill of exposing myself, at least under the circumstances that happened that night (and others that followed). I enjoyed being watched for what I had. I especially relished the stares at my endowment when I first sprung into view. The whole thing was a thrill I'll never forget and it sure cured me of modesty.
Not that I rip off my clothes and parade around nude at the drop of a hat. But when the conditions are right...well, I'll join.
SG