The whole idea of being "caught", forced disrobed, and then under bondage... wow, did my early self find that appealing.
That shaped my desire in exhibitionism as well as bdsm. Though as a young boy (13 thru 18 years old), I had really no idea that bdsm existed.
i did though enjoy doing things like standing nude in my bedroom in front of the window, allowing cars that passed to potentially see me.
i also enjoyed playing "strip basketball" by myself in our driveway, stripping a piece of clothing every time i missed a free throw. Once nude except for my shoes and socks (had a growing sock fetish as well but i will tell that story later), i would require myself to make something like 5 in a row before i was allowed to get dressed again.
My parents' house was out in the country on a acre of land. I never really wanted to be seen so as soon as I heard a car approaching I would run in hide, but occasionally cars would pass by while i was standing out in the doorway, completely nude with my little penis very hard. I would make the rule even at times, that i couldn't hide until I made the the required 5 in a row, even if cars came down the road.
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