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Archive-name: Fetish/spotlite.txt
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Archive-author: Peder Ast (c) 1993
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Archive-title: Caught In The Spotlight
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This story is Copyright (c) 1993 by Peder Ast. It is not in the
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public domain, but may be freely distributed as long as it and this
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header are unchanged.
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The author hopes you will enjoy Eddie's adventures. Remember
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his motto, and enjoy:
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ALWAYS get caught with your pants down!
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The Adventures of Eddie the Exhibitionist
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It was one of my first forays outside naked, and I was nervous
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as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs.
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I walked down the quiet suburban street stroking my nipples,
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keeping my penis half hard, hoping someone would drive by and see me.
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The thought made me a little more erect, so I reached down with one
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hand to stroke it into full hardness. Soon my search was rewarded: a
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pair of headlights rounded a corner, shining full on me. I let go of
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my penis - so the driver (and, hopefully, the passengers!) could see
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it better. Oh how I love it, watching their eyes widen in surprise
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and dismay as I wiggle my penis at them. Using no hands, of course.
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I used to flash only at windows or highway overpasses (I've heard
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my semen splatter on more than one windshield in my time, let me tell
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you), but recently that had started boring me - same old same old,
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can you relate? One feverish night it occurred to me that I could
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get into the car naked and drive into some quiet area, get out of the
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car, and walk around the block. Someone was certain to call the
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police, of course, but I figured that I could finish my tour and
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drive away long before the cops arrived. In the last two times I had
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actually passed the police as I drove out of the neighborhood. One
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of those times I had masturbated a bit too long for an old lady
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walking her dog. I think that the dog's yapping did attract more
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attention, but I was enjoying my performance so much that I lost
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track of time. Boy, you should have seen her face when some of my
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ejaculate landed on her dog - and the dog ate what didn't!
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The uncertainty and danger were part of what made my hobby an
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exciting one. I never knew what was going to happen, except that I
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was going to have one hell of a big orgasm while some stranger looked
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on in shock. It's good to have a hobby you really enjoy, don't you
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think?
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Ever since I was seven years old I have enjoyed flashing. The
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first time, I just got up one morning and decided to go outside
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naked. I even waved at people across the street. Since then I have
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done everything from leaving my pants unzipped in public (no
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underwear, of course) to masturbating openly on the bus. The little
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girls seem so grossed out ar the sight of a man having fun with his
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penis! I guess that's why they've always been among my favorite
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types of audience. Of course, little boys are my absolute favorite.
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My specialty is walking into a changing room at the beach, taking off
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all my clothes, waltzing up to a sink naked, and jacking off into it
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while five 10 year old boys try to not look like they are watching.
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I usually succeed in catching the eye of one of them just as I
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climax. Wonderful fun, truly memorable sex.
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Anyway, you might say that roaming suburbia buck naked was a
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return to my roots.
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As the car approached, I started masturbating in earnest, but it
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passed by too quickly, before I had a chance to climax. Damn. One
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of my flashing rules: if what you want to do is ejaculate into the
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sink or something, with no-one watching, stay at home. The thrill of
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a routine orgasm at home alone is nothing compared with being
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watched. So I went back to stroking my nipples to keep my penis hard.
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It wagged and bobbed as I walked.
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When I was halfway down the street where my car was parked, lights
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appeared again. This time I started stroking right away, figuring
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that my time was about up. As the car approached I started really
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getting hot, grinding my hips and pulling on my scrotum with my free
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hand. I like to put on an extremely raunchy show, with lots of
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moaning and writhing and grimacing, shaking my bottom & waving my
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genitals around. I really got into it this time, sticking my thumb
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into my rectum and wiggling on it. I was in top form. When I was
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about ready to pop my load and run for it when the car stopped. I
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let go of my penis, heart pounding, erection raging purple, the
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shadow cast by the headlights exzaggerating its size. I left my
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thumb in, however.
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Nothing happened. The car just sat there, its bright lights
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shining full on me. I reached down and started to rub my penis
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again, finding this bizzare and exciting situation moving me to the
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point of no return, when my body takes over completely. As I neared
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my climax semen started squirting out, thin at first, and then
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thicker. Gasping and moaning in delight, I finally spilled over into
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orgasm, and squirts turned into gobs, streams, of semen arching into
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the air, brightly lit by the headlight beams.
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Finally finished and still panting, I walked up to the drivers
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side and looked in the window. Just as I did the naked driver
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ejaculated, streamers of white goo spraying across his chest.
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And that was how I met my flasher buddy Scott.
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[ Watch for "Eddy & Scott Go To The Mall" ]
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