When A Shy Young Guy Turned Into An Exhibitionist

[neo20]

The following tale is based on a true story of mine and around 95% true. It's my first submission here so here goes........

Part 1
The group gathered around in the class room as someone grabbed a banana and started to peel it; “One skin, two skin, three skin, four skin” the boys called out in unison. “Ha ha, look David, four skins, you don't have that many do you?” one teased as the others joined in with laughter. Once again they'd painfully pointed me out for being different to them. This was typical of the first few years in upper school through those early teenage years, a minor form of verbal bullying that focused on the most intimate part of my body being different to theirs.

My first recollection of naked bodies, I'd been petrified to use the communal showers. Not just because I was worried about being naked among my friends and peers, but also due to my being aware that my penis was different to almost all of the other boys in my year as I was circumcised.

The theme was that everyone was told by the games teacher to have showers after games lessons. However, virtually all the boys did their utmost to keep their underwear on when heading to the showers whilst trying to avoid being spotted by the games teacher from his office which adjoined the changing area.

The routine of everyone hiding from the games teacher and dashing in and out of showers continued. During this time I, on a few occasions, had been obliged to head into the showers naked, just as everyone else had following checks by the games teacher. This meant that virtually all of the boys in the year, at one time or another, had the opportunity to check-out what the rest of the year had 'going on down there'. This meant that most of the boys knew that I was one of only a very select number of boys who were circumcised. The fact that I was different led to fairly frequent teasing. The teases and taunts used to really upset me. Even some of the girls knew I was different as they used to hear the teasing. On one occasion I remember being mortified as one of the girls in the year followed-up on one of these bouts of teasing and turned me beetroot red by asking whether it was true; “are you really circumcised?”

What's worth bearing in mind is that whilst all variations of penis are a fairly frequent sight in the UK today due to The Internet, this was in the days of The Internet's infancy so there was no influx of porn or seeing different styles of cocks. The circumcised penis was not in the domain of boys our age and the school showers were the only environment in which boys would see other naked bodies of the same sex. I believed that I was one of only three boys out of around 120 or so in my year who were circumcised. There may well have been more, but these were the only ones that I could vouch for given who I'd seen naked in the showers or heard about through second hand accounts.

In summary, throughout upper school I was extremely shy and embarrassed of my skinny body and different looking penis. Furthermore, any time there was any mention of circumcision in general (such as in Religious Education) and teasing directed at me, I would want the ground to swell up and grab me as I started to blush. It's fair to say that during those years, there were absolutely no indications that I had any exhibitionist tendencies in me, nor did I realise that I would begin to like the body that I would evolve into.

I was 18 and in senior school. I was still thin and gangly, but I had fully transformed through puberty in the groin region. I had blossomed not only in length and girth, but also sported a penis complete with a round, bulbous mushroom head which flared-out wider than the shaft. I was lucky that my penis was very well formed and its design looked like it could have come straight out of a dildo catalogue. My ample penis was complemented with a full bush of dark pubic hair. And whilst I couldn't be considered as 'hung', I knew I now packed a considerable amount of cock which was only emphasised given the slender body it was mounted on. I had transformed into a man, yet I was still extremely shy and self-conscious of my different model of penis.

Then, suddenly, one day everything changed. I can't recall specifically why things changed, other than to say that on some level my mind must have been on a journey which was the catalyst for my behaviours and mindset to begin changing.

The sudden transformation in my behaviours occurred at the end of a typical games lesson which fell on the last period of the school day. As I hastily stripped off my muddy games kit down to my boxers and began wrapping my towel around my waste, all of a sudden I stopped in my tracks. “I don't need to go to the showers with my boxers on!” All of a sudden an emboldened, liberating feeling washed over me and I thought to myself; “Do you know what? I've got nothing to be shamed of. I can be proud of the body I've grown into and I'm going to take this opportunity to show that I am not embarrassed of my different looking penis or afraid of any jokes that may follow! It's time to stand-up to the teasing - I'll show this lot how I deal with bullies!”

So I proceeded to subtly remove my boxer shorts whilst doing my best to hold my towel around my waste. Without having much time to ponder next steps I headed off the short distance – probably 10 yards or so - towards the showers with only my towel wrapped around me as protection from my naked state. At this point I could already hear that there were a lot of guys in the shower. En-route I knew most – if not all - of them would be part-showering with boxer shorts on, nervous about displaying their naked bodies and trying their best to dangle their legs under the water to get the mud off whilst trying not to get anything else wet.

The showers, I guess, were typical of communal showers at the time with a wide-open entrance to the shower area with the showers themselves installed against a main wall and a secondary free-standing wall that stood at around 5 feet in height and ran parallel to the main wall. This created a semi-tunnel or avenue of showers which was approximately 6ft wide and ran for 15ft or so. The avenue of showers could be accessed from entrances at either end.

The routine that virtually everyone adopted was to drop their towels by the standing wall before heading around the corner and move a few feet to the point where just enough of the water was flowing so they could clean their legs. This created bottlenecks at either end of the avenue as no one wanted to risk heading too far towards to the middle of the showers and risk getting themselves – and their underwear – fully soaked. I'd adopted this approach throughout school and quite easily could have kept my towel around my waste and just headed around the corner to dip my legs into the water. However, in the last minute or so, I'd come to a realisation in my head that this time, things were going to be different.

As I reached the secondary wall to the shower a few raggedy towels were already laid down on the floor, the voices from the showers had grown louder and from the number of towels I could there were clearly quite a few guys awaiting around the corner, and I was about to be one of them.

I hesitated for a moment, pondering the implications of what I was about to do. “I can do this” I thought to myself, and with that, I proceeded to slowly loosen my towl and remove it from my hips before placing it on the floor. I was now standing completely naked with a large, hairy circumcised dong hanging between my legs, prepared and ready to let everyone see it.

I proceeded to start taking a few tentative steps towards the entrance to the showers. This was the big moment, my moment, there'd be no turning back from this. And with that I slowly started to walk around the corner and in only a matter of seconds I had come into full view of the other guys as I made my dramatic unveiling onto the naked shower stage in front of the gathered audience. I was past the point of no return.

I stood at one end of the showers for a few moments as I took in the surroundings not sure what to do next. All of a sudden I became very self aware as people took in the shock and surprise of seeing gangly David with his big, hairy circumcised knob standing naked amongst them. It was clearly quite an awkward moment for everyone around me as they recognised my naked state. This led to them overcompensating their movements so as to be sure not to come into contact with me. As a result I immediately began to cause somewhat of an exclusion zone around me as others started to move further away from where I was standing. I considered how I should proceed.

After a few seconds I began to register those gathered in front of me - at a conservative guess at least 15 boys – who were congregated into two distinct groups at either end of the showers. I soon spotted there was only one other boy who was also fully naked, a guy called Peter Brown who was standing towards the middle of the avenue of showers from where water from the two sets of jets was coming down on him. Peter was tall, bulky, and clearly not ashamed of what he had to show off.

As I began processing all the people in front of me I became aware of how liberating and exciting the situation felt. Whilst I was certainly able to control myself enough not to develop a semi erection, it's fair to say that I was showing-off my cock in a proud state of full softness given the warm and exciting environment. This made my cock hang full and impressively so that every slight movement resulted in a slight pendulum motion as I moved. It's the sort of swaying movement you certainly could not attain with a small, stumpy penis.

 

[long legs]

This is a really good well written story, please continue.

 

[neo20]

Part 2
I recall that whilst I stood processing all around me and pondering my next move, I saw one of my close friends Paul (who had occasionally laughed at my different looking cock in the past) who was crouched down looking away from me. His boxers were still on and he was crouched down cleaning his leg no more than 3 feet away from me. As he had his back turned to me when I entered the showers, he'd not made any attempt to move away from me. It was at this point that he began to turn around whilst still crouching down, only to be greeted at his eye-level with a full frontal eyeful of my big hairy cock hanging there in all its glory. One can only image what must have gone through his mind that second as he innocently turned around, only to be unexpectedly greeted by big hairy mushroom cock swaying near his face.

At this point I could easily have chosen to stop at the edge of the avenue of showers and quickly cleaned my legs there. But no, I'd cleared the biggest hurdle and was becoming bolder as I started to embrace this new found self-confidence that came over me. I wanted to push through the previous boundaries of fear and nervousness I always felt about my body and to overcome my prior inhibitions. It had become a personal challenge and my new found self-confidence was not only about overcoming the huge hurdle of being naked, but about finally embarrassing my different model of penis and my new willingness to finally reveal it in all its glory, without worrying about the consequences of what might be thought and said about it. This was my moment to join the upper echelons of boys like Peter Brown who had the self confidence, bravery and swagger to show themselves off fully nude.

Whilst I clearly did not have the overall manly presence Peter possessed, I knew I certainly packed the penis presence to join him at his elevated status. This wasn't a status that was talked about often, but it was one that all the boys knew existed. Everyone knew who the confident guys were in the showers, the ones who sauntered around naked whilst the other guys nervously covered themselves in towels and underwear. There were occasional comments and acknowledgement uttered by the other guys about Peter and the few others' packages, claims they were showing-off or were 'gay', but really it was because the other guys knew deep-down that they didn't have the self-confidence to dare shower naked, either due to peer pressure, worries about the size of their penis or both. Even the girls ended up involved in conversations about the bold, brave guys that went naked into the showers. They'd had clear descriptions about Peter's package in the past which clearly raised their intrigue levels. The guidelines for increased attention in those conversations were based purely on a simple combination of possessing a good sized penis and a full bush of pubic hair. This was in the days before pubic hair trimming or shaving became fashionable – manliness was all about the cock and the bush.

Both attributes combined in determining a guy's overall 'score' and associated levels of respect and admiration that came with it through those hush-toned conversations. The 'alpha males' in this category possessed physical traits that others aspired to. However, mother nature could often be cruel and dictated that only certain people could attain this status.

This surreptitious grading of boys happened during the time of any sight of a naked body being a real eye opener given other's reluctance to shower and there being no Internet in those days through which to conduct research. In that sense, I knew I possessed an additional characteristic that I would be judged against in addition to just penis size and a full bush. I came to realise that my circumcised model provided an additional intrigue factor which led to the teasing I'd previously received, only because I was different to virtually everyone else. However, on my journey towards acceptance I think I'd come to suspect that some of the boys may have secretly admired my different model, or it least saw it as 'exotic'. Regardless, I knew that my exposed bulbous head, coupled with my high marks for size and thick dark pubes undeniably helped to elevate me towards the top of the tree in terms of envy and mystique.

As I continued to stand at the edge of the shower naked and completely exposed, I began to wonder why there were no audible comments or teasing. Where were all these little digs now? I could spot a few of the culprits who'd dished out comments over the past few years, yet I couldn't hear any comments now. This was a classic case of facing up to the bullies and the tables had turned. The contrasting body language between me and them said it all. There they were, crouching down, protected by their boxer shorts as they washed their legs which was in stark contrasted to me as I stood tall, proud and naked. The fact that their crouching resulted in their heads being aligned with my cock was a metaphor for them bowing down to the bold alpha male who now stood above them.

Consequently I'd decided that I was going to make the absolute most of this new situation and put on a full show for anyone who cared to watch.

I decided to venture further through the throng of partially clothed bodies, uttering a few polite “excuse mes” to a number of the guys who were blocking my path. The advance through the crowd was challenging yet exciting given that so many guys were crouched down only to be awkwardly caught off-guard by the latest alpha-male sauntering his way through with his hairy purple headed wang swaying in front of them.

I moved along until I was now in the middle of the avenue of showers stood centre stage in the middle so boys at both ends of the avenue could get an equally good view of me as I washed myself. There remained the one other boy naked, Peter, at this stage who was standing a few feet beside me at the centre of the showers. We were the only ones towards the centre as everyone else congregated at the two ends of the avenue so as not to get their underwear wet.

We were different to the others, we were taking a proper shower, none of this scared, immature leg dangling approach with boxer shorts on that boys do. We were more confident and sure of our naked bodies and had no problem standing in the middle of the showers to wash ourselves and let everyone stare at u. This was how the real alpha-males showered!

Whilst Peter had a much larger physique than me, his natural penis could be considered fairly average in its size and shape with a tight foreskin that completely covered the head and pointed towards a triangular tip. One thing was certain - his penis was certainly smaller than mine, and I knew I dominated him in this battle of the alpha males.

So, there was me and Peter, the only two boys standing naked in the middle of a swathe of others who were wrapped in towels and boxer shorts. The two naked models presented somewhat of a live anatomy lesson in front of the assembled boxer short wearing class gathered. I imagined the class being assembled around us and the teacher taking a lead;

“Ok everyone, attention please. I'd like you to review these two live models that we are fortunate to have with us here today. Firstly, thanks to each of them for being brave enough to stand here naked in front of you all to examine. That's a very brave thing to do and we really appreciate it. Now here's exhibit 1. Peter's tall – probably just over 6 feet and broad. You can see he has a hairy chest, legs and a natural hairy penis which could be considered of an average size for a man. Now compare this with our other model. You can see that David is slightly shorter and considerably thinner than Peter. But, what you will undoubtedly have noticed is that David is sporting a rather large circumcised penis. Please, take a closer look everyone as you don't see many of this type of model in this country. Notice the stark contrast between David's slender hairless body set against the thick bush of dark pubic hair which frames his penis. You'll also see that whilst Peter's penis head is fully covered by his foreskin, David's head is fully exposed due to his high circumcision which leaves his helmet fully exposed. The difference in size is also interesting. Whilst Peter has a perfectly normal, average sized penis in terms of length and girth, David's size is clearly above average and you can see that the increased size and weight causes David's penis to hang lower and sway like a pendulum. The key take-away here everyone is; don't judge a book by its cover. Just because David would appear to be less manly if he were fully clothed, we can clearly see in this demonstration that when fully exposed, David completely dominates Peter in a key primary sexual characteristics. Nevertheless, it's great to be able to observe two very contrasting bodies and penises and ones that for different reasons they both can be very proud of”

 

[caso]

Well written and hot

 

[neo20]

Part 3

The pair of us were standing there naked, on show for all to see as we proceeded to wash our bodies and I was starting to really enjoy it and getting a real kick out of it.

At this point, as I'm standing naked in between another 15 or so partially clothed friends and peers from my year, I can't imagine what must have been going through their minds. Remember, I was certainly no high-school jock or the popular guy in my year. I was a quiet, nondescript, skinny 18 year old. I certainly didn't fit the profile of someone you would ever image putting themselves out there like this for all to see. In fact, had you lined up all boys in our year and asked each boy to rank who you thought would dare to go naked in the communal showers, I'm sure I would have been ranked in the lowest 5% or so to do it.

In a sense I think it's that contradiction that added to the thrill of the situation for me. I can only image the reaction and shock that everyone else must have felt at not only seeing me naked, but at my manly endowment that I was clearly showing off.

It was around this point - a minute or so after I'd reached the middle of the showers- that Peter began to exit them. Maybe he'd finished or was in a rush, or maybe it was that he'd realised all of a sudden that he was no longer the leading role on this stage and was being outshone by a surprise new alpha-male beside him that was standing him up. Whatever the reason, he used it as his cue to leave. This left me to continue the show solo.

I was now literally the only one naked as the flow of new arrivals continued to turn the corner into the showers, all of them partially clothed in one form or another and all of them displaying the same level of shock and intrigue at coming into direct view of the impressive man meat hanging there, juxtaposed against my slender body and thin legs. I was now centre stage all by myself and became very self aware that there were no longer the levels of jovial conversations and banter as there had been when I first reached the showers. I knew this was down to the spectacle I was putting on. After all, it's difficult to conduct normal conversations when there's an elephant in the room, which in this case was the sight of a quiet, skinny boy proudly standing there and surprising everyone with what his birthday suit comprised of. I knew that every last one of them were focusing discretely - or in some cases not so discreetly – at having a good old gawp directly at my package which I was unashamedly showing off.

I was relishing the thrill of being the outlier, the only one on full display as I continued to wash my gangly naked body. I may as well have been stood naked in the middle of a high street for all to see such was the stark contrast of my nakedness with others.

The most important thing to me at this point wasn't to worry about my skinny legs and narrow shoulders. No, no one was focusing on these attributes and imperfections, instead I knew that all eyes were drawn solely to the plump, circumcised dong hanging down between my legs. swaying gently from its base of thick pubic hair. This is what everyone was looking at and I felt invigorated and empowered with my cock being centre of attention. Remember, most boys had likely never seen a circumcised penis fully in the flesh given this was in the pre-internet days. And whilst they may have caught a very quick peak at my pre-pubescent penis in the past, no one had had the privilege to see my matured and fully developed model. I was only too happy to oblige in giving them their first unrestricted view of a round-head model that was proudly being shown off. “What's the talk in the classroom going to be after this!?” I wondered to myself.

I knew I was generating silent reactions from everyone there and planting thoughts in each of their heads. I would have paid good money to get a download of everyone's thoughts to understand what they thought of my newfound brovado and package. Thoughts no doubt like; “wow, look at David's cock, I've not seen one like that before. Look at that big shiny helmet! He's certainly not got anything to be ashamed of,” or “Who does he think he is standing there naked like that!?” or “Who would have thought David would be packing a big one like that!” Or even any negative thoughts like; “Uww, David's penis looks odd, I'm glad I don't have one like that” or “why doesn't he just put that thing away, it's making everyone feel uncomfortable.“

To be honest, I didn't particularly care what they were thinking – admiration, inquisitiveness, jealousy, disgust – I wasn't bothered. I was just getting a thrill from the fact that they all got to see me completely naked and could form an opinion of me and my penis.

The shower episode reached a natural conclusion after a few more minutes as one by one people started to head back to their clothes. Whilst I was determined to be one of the last ones out of the shower, I also didn't want to be the last one out at risk of sending an obvious message to everyone of how much I'd enjoyed the experience.

As I left the showers I returned to my towel and wrapped it firmly around my waste and walk back to my clothes. I proceeded to dry and get changed in a discrete manner. On this occasion the show had been kept solely to the showers.

It was all through this past 15 minutes or so that I really began to shed my body inhibitions and started to become confident and comfortable in my own body and realised how much I enjoyed the attention I'd been receiving. So I guess it's fair to say that this was the first time I experienced what would become an ongoing desire to demonstrate my body confidence and exhibitionist tendencies which led to countless more communal shower shows and in later year to proudly showing myself off at nude beaches and naturist clubs.

So, you may well ask what happened in the ensuing days and months after this first episode? Well, the most important point was that I never again received any teasing or mild bullying connected to my circumcision. My approach had worked. Anyone who had previously teased me must have realised that I could easily have rebuffed any further teasing by challenging them why they weren't prepared to go naked in the showers. In that sense they knew they weren't prepared to put up, so instead they shut up. Furthermore, over the next few months I heard a couple of discreet yet appreciative references to my penis which indirectly acknowledged its size and "big mushroom" style. Whilst I acted shy on the surface, I was extremely proud of myself and it was nice to be able to generate a bit of positive marketing about the size and style of what I was packing and I was only too pleased for the girls to hear about it.

 

[saclove]

Part 3

The pair of us were standing there naked, on show for all to see as we proceeded to wash our bodies and I was starting to really enjoy it and getting a real kick out of it.

At this point, as I'm standing naked in between another 15 or so partially clothed friends and peers from my year, I can't imagine what must have been going through their minds. Remember, I was certainly no high-school jock or the popular guy in my year. I was a quiet, nondescript, skinny 18 year old. I certainly didn't fit the profile of someone you would ever image putting themselves out there like this for all to see. In fact, had you lined up all boys in our year and asked each boy to rank who you thought would dare to go naked in the communal showers, I'm sure I would have been ranked in the lowest 5% or so to do it.

In a sense I think it's that contradiction that added to the thrill of the situation for me. I can only image the reaction and shock that everyone else must have felt at not only seeing me naked, but at my manly endowment that I was clearly showing off.

It was around this point - a minute or so after I'd reached the middle of the showers- that Peter began to exit them. Maybe he'd finished or was in a rush, or maybe it was that he'd realised all of a sudden that he was no longer the leading role on this stage and was being outshone by a surprise new alpha-male beside him that was standing him up. Whatever the reason, he used it as his cue to leave. This left me to continue the show solo.

I was now literally the only one naked as the flow of new arrivals continued to turn the corner into the showers, all of them partially clothed in one form or another and all of them displaying the same level of shock and intrigue at coming into direct view of the impressive man meat hanging there, juxtaposed against my slender body and thin legs. I was now centre stage all by myself and became very self aware that there were no longer the levels of jovial conversations and banter as there had been when I first reached the showers. I knew this was down to the spectacle I was putting on. After all, it's difficult to conduct normal conversations when there's an elephant in the room, which in this case was the sight of a quiet, skinny boy proudly standing there and surprising everyone with what his birthday suit comprised of. I knew that every last one of them were focusing discretely - or in some cases not so discreetly – at having a good old gawp directly at my package which I was unashamedly showing off.

I was relishing the thrill of being the outlier, the only one on full display as I continued to wash my gangly naked body. I may as well have been stood naked in the middle of a high street for all to see such was the stark contrast of my nakedness with others.

The most important thing to me at this point wasn't to worry about my skinny legs and narrow shoulders. No, no one was focusing on these attributes and imperfections, instead I knew that all eyes were drawn solely to the plump, circumcised dong hanging down between my legs. swaying gently from its base of thick pubic hair. This is what everyone was looking at and I felt invigorated and empowered with my cock being centre of attention. Remember, most boys had likely never seen a circumcised penis fully in the flesh given this was in the pre-internet days. And whilst they may have caught a very quick peak at my pre-pubescent penis in the past, no one had had the privilege to see my matured and fully developed model. I was only too happy to oblige in giving them their first unrestricted view of a round-head model that was proudly being shown off. “What's the talk in the classroom going to be after this!?” I wondered to myself.

I knew I was generating silent reactions from everyone there and planting thoughts in each of their heads. I would have paid good money to get a download of everyone's thoughts to understand what they thought of my newfound brovado and package. Thoughts no doubt like; “wow, look at David's cock, I've not seen one like that before. Look at that big shiny helmet! He's certainly not got anything to be ashamed of,” or “Who does he think he is standing there naked like that!?” or “Who would have thought David would be packing a big one like that!” Or even any negative thoughts like; “Uww, David's penis looks odd, I'm glad I don't have one like that” or “why doesn't he just put that thing away, it's making everyone feel uncomfortable.“

To be honest, I didn't particularly care what they were thinking – admiration, inquisitiveness, jealousy, disgust – I wasn't bothered. I was just getting a thrill from the fact that they all got to see me completely naked and could form an opinion of me and my penis.

The shower episode reached a natural conclusion after a few more minutes as one by one people started to head back to their clothes. Whilst I was determined to be one of the last ones out of the shower, I also didn't want to be the last one out at risk of sending an obvious message to everyone of how much I'd enjoyed the experience.

As I left the showers I returned to my towel and wrapped it firmly around my waste and walk back to my clothes. I proceeded to dry and get changed in a discrete manner. On this occasion the show had been kept solely to the showers.

It was all through this past 15 minutes or so that I really began to shed my body inhibitions and started to become confident and comfortable in my own body and realised how much I enjoyed the attention I'd been receiving. So I guess it's fair to say that this was the first time I experienced what would become an ongoing desire to demonstrate my body confidence and exhibitionist tendencies which led to countless more communal shower shows and in later year to proudly showing myself off at nude beaches and naturist clubs.

So, you may well ask what happened in the ensuing days and months after this first episode? Well, the most important point was that I never again received any teasing or mild bullying connected to my circumcision. My approach had worked. Anyone who had previously teased me must have realised that I could easily have rebuffed any further teasing by challenging them why they weren't prepared to go naked in the showers. In that sense they knew they weren't prepared to put up, so instead they shut up. Furthermore, over the next few months I heard a couple of discreet yet appreciative references to my penis which indirectly acknowledged its size and "big mushroom" style. Whilst I acted shy on the surface, I was extremely proud of myself and it was nice to be able to generate a bit of positive marketing about the size and style of what I was packing and I was only too pleased for the girls to hear about it.

Great story!