I was maybe 13 and always came home for lunch before I rushed back to school. It was an age when there was a permanent bulge in my trousers and I took every opportunity to masturbate. The lunch hour was good for this as the house was empty except for Mom cooking in the kitchen. I used to take the opportunity of going to her room [the farthest away from the kitchen] drop my pants, lift my shirt and kneel on the floor so my cock was wedged against the bed and then rapidly fucked the bed until I ejaculated. One afternoon, I had just ejaculated, making a copious stain on Mom?s bed, and got up with my trousers at the ankles and my shirt tucked up around my chest, my cock semi erect and still dripping semen, when I looked up to see the Janitor?s son, who must have been about the same age as me, looking down intently from the balcony opposite with a most incredulous look on his face like he had obviously never seen or heard of masturbation. I smiled nervously at him as I pulled up my pants and went off to have lunch. Ever since that day, I started looking for opportunities to be ?caught?. I am not sure if I would not have discovered or be thrilled about exhibitionism anyway, but that was the experience that started me off and I still have the most vivid memory of those few minutes.
What was your first ?exhibitionist? experience? When and how did you start off?