I've had exhibitionist fantasies my entire adult life. These have included being in a room or a setting where I am naked in front of a large number of women, all of whom get to look at my cock. In my fantasy I am naked for them in an acceptable way, and the main fantasy I've had is being a male stripper or butler in the buff. I certainly wouldn't want to cause distress, so I'm not into public flashing or anything that would potentially cause jail time.
Over the last 10 years I've managed to live out my fantasy in reality a couple of times, and this story is basically me recalling them. They don't result in wild sex and all the women in question remain fully clothed, so if you are into all that then I suggest you stop reading any further.
About me: I'm about 165cm in height, slightly out of shape, in my 50s, and my cock isn't huge. It's 2 inches at best when flacid and can get to 5 inches when hard, so I don't have a lot to show. In both my scenarios below, I'm flacid. Its not until I get home, when I have a wank, does it get hard.
I've successfully pulled off some hotel maid flashes thinking this would be something that would turn me on. It didn't. Even though all I did was get caught coming out of the shower, whilst flacid, in the classic "I didn't hear you knock the door" routine, or pretend to be asleep when they walked in, again when flacid, I felt embarrassed and ashamed when I did it. I soon realised this was risky, and that I could have a complaint made against me, the hotel security could appear at the door, and my name banned from any future stays. I stopped doing these, and from now on, I ensure the "Do not Disturb" sign is always on the door when I'm in a hotel room.
So on to the times when it has been accepted and was fun.
1. Life Modelling
I thought that this was a great way to fulfil my fantasy, and when I did it, I was not disappointed.
I was given the opportunity, by an old friend Sarah, to be a life model for a group she ran in the North of England about 10 years ago when I was in my late 30s, and jumped at the chance. I was attracted to Sarah, but we had never dated, slept together or even kissed. We were just mates who had worked together in IT before she had taken early retirement to start the life drawing class, and to spend time with her husband, kids and now grandchildren. She was still happily married and loved her family dearly.
When I arrived at the venue, Sarah greeted me. She would be in her mid 50's at the time. She introduced me to the class which consisted of about 7 females and 5 or 6 males (didn't count them as wasn't interested in them). The group were a friendly bunch of really good artists. All the artists were middle aged or older and all had vast experience in life drawing. So I was just another male body. They had seen hundreds before me, so I wasn't anything new, and nothing they hadn't seen before. I knew that but the opportunity to exhibit myself in front of them was too good to miss.
Before the session I was asked to go behind the screen and change into my gown. I went behind the screen, got naked, had a quick tug, put my gown on, and walked out to the assembled class.