I do like dicks and seeing them. In fact like to suck one. But then I love woman (two kids prove that). Whatever, I'm just now at moment when I have only my own to admire and play with. Like a young kiddie you know you've seen at times subconsciouly and totally unaware of any sexuality fiddling with his through short pants.
I still do that but am aware! Only I make it easier to play with any time (most!). I just let it dangle out of a convenient rip in my cut-off jeans all day long. Day three, I'm wearing a longish t-shirt under which only the tip possible to see - should someone come knocking on my front door. Then that's an excitement in itself. Possibly being seen. Caught.
Yes, basically an exhibtionist and hope someone sees me when I'm sitting on my garden bench, t-shirt pulled up and with a full grown erection.
I have gone into town at times similarly dressed and played with my easy to reach dick while stood in queues at supermarket check-out. Rough rubbing it against a low stone wall as folk walked by behind me gave a thrill. Was one day a time I came without any stroking. Was sitting on the bus home with obvious t-shirt bulge when unable to stop spurting. Same happened sitting in public park when only my folded hands could cover the stiff cock.
Anyone else identify with my weirdness?