Date: Tue, 9 Oct 2012 08:29:40 -0400 From: Douglas Marx Subject: Gay/Incest; Title - Growing Up Naked; Chapter 2; Story codes: M, MM, MB, BB, exhib Disclaimer: This story is erotic fiction meant for mature readers and should only be read by adults over the age of eighteen-years-old, 21-years-old in certain states and countries. Erotic fiction is illegal in certain states and countries. It is the reader's responsibility to understand local laws. By getting this far into nifty.org, the reader acknowledges his/her legal right to be here. The reader will hold nifty and/or the author harmless. Warning: This erotic fiction contains consensual sexual experiences between fictional males ages 15 and up, with the majority of experiences over 18. If this is not your thing, leave now. Furthermore, the events depicted in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to any person living or dead is merely coincidental. Remember: In real life, play as safe as possible preferably no exchange of bodily fluids. My stories are copyrighted. Please do not use my stories without my permission and please forward all comments to douglas.marx.4@gmail.com. Support nifty.org. Nifty maybe a non-profit, but it takes money to operate. I have shot many a load reading the stories here and I bet you have too. Show appreciation at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. Thank you. Please enjoy. Story codes: M, MM, MB, BB, exhib Growing Up Naked - Chapter Two At fifteen, I got a job at the local movie house. From the very beginning, I would see how much I could get away with. It was not a megaplex of theaters. It was a simple three-screen place. It took only a few people to run it and only one to close. I got in good with my boss and started closing. Everyone else left a half hour after the last movie started. The kids running the snack bar wanted out of there fast. That left me and the projector guy. Most evenings I would go take my underwear off in the bathroom after the last showings started. That way I could have the feeling of freedom and there was little chance of people seeing my boner. I did all my chores. Cleaned the bathrooms. Put the money in the safe. Then waited for the movies to end. Evenutally, I thought "Why not hang out with the projector guy, Phil? It's silly for us to just be in the same building and not chat." Phil was in his early twenties. He had done this for a few years while waiting to make enough money to go off to school. For weeks, we just talked in the projection rooms. We would have to go from one theater to the other to change the reels. It was always hot in the projection rooms. I got a thrill out of having a hard on in front of Phil. He would notice the bulge in my polyester pants pretending not to. One day we were talking in the last room, during the last reel. It was hot. I was hard as a rock and I suspect that Phil was too. I unbuttoned the first few buttons of my shirt, "Man, it's warm in here tonight." Phil eyed me and said, "Yeah it is warmer than usual." I said, "Man, I got to unbutton this shirt and pull it out of my pants. I'm all sticky." I did and reached into my pants to give my rock hard dick a tug. Phil said, "It would sure be nice to do this without these stuffy uniforms." I said, "Yeah, you know when the last show starts I go in the bathroom and take off my underwear. That way I can feel a little more relaxed in this monkey suit. Wouldn't it be cool to sit up here naked while all those people are watching the movie?" Phil said, "Yeah, I have thought of it. To be honest with you John, no one ever came up here before you started working the final shift. It was as if nobody gave a shit about the projection guy. I will let you in on a little secret. For a while now after the last reel starts, I have porn here and jack off. Nothing else to do and nobody around. The door can be locked so if someone came, I could just say I didn't realize I had locked it. What I really would like to do, though, is be naked. Unfortunately, that would be a little much as it would take additional time to get my clothes on and unlock the door, which would arouse suspicion." I said, "Phil, it's just me now. I am the only other guy on duty. You know I'm cool. It wouldn't bother me. In fact, I would do the same." I could see that Phil was rock hard now with the slightest wet spot in his pants. With that, I locked the door and pulled off my shirt. Then I unbuckled my pants and let them drop to the floor. Now I was completely naked in front of Phil. His eyes popped open. I said, "come on Phil. No one will know." Hesitantly, Phil started to undress. He even went for his shoes getting completely naked. Wow. This was hot. Phil was hot. He had a nice, trim body with chest hair and a good 6" cock. I took off my shoes, socks so we were both standing in the room naked, hard and looking each other over. We didn't touch each other. We just started jacking off looking at the other. It was hot. We came in no time. I learned that Phil was an exhibitionist too. He enjoyed driving naked. He like to pull up next to women in cars at intersection and do a big body stretch leaning back in the seat and raising himself so that they could see his cock. He shared that he is naked every chance he gets. One thing he loves to do is wear loose shorts that can "accidently" fall in an inappropriate location. He likes to have women watch him masturbate. He tells them to come over, they can watch him, they can play with their pussies and get themselves to orgasm, but in the spirit of safe-sex and not having a pregnancy problem, he doesn't want to have sex with them. I know it sounds rather lame because there are condoms and pills, but he does get women who will do it. Maybe they like the idea too. We didn't get into sex stuff. Phil did allow me to blow him, which I was more than happy to oblige. Phil was the first guy I sucked and the first jizz I tasted. We got into a nightly ritual of getting naked. We brought porn to look at. I was cool looking at straight porn as long as there were good shots of the guys. After the newness wore off, we got to the point where we would just talk and be naked like it was no big deal. Phil went off to college when I was about seventeen. We didn't keep in touch. He was the first guy I met that had similar feelings of exposure. He was hot and I will always remember and appreciate our time together. I hope you enjoyed this chapter possibly getting you horny and hard. Please send any comments to: douglas.marx.4@gmail.com I would particularly love to hear from others who spent a lot of their life naked and/or being an exhibitionist.