It happens in a flash

I’m not sure how old I was when I began exposing myself. To be honest I should have said, ‘Not sure how young I was’. One of the earliest, although certainly not the first, is also one of my most vivid memories. And it is the one that has “inspired” me to continue to expose myself over the years.
I was fourteen years old when my father remarried. I was not happy he remarried -I always held out hope that he and my mom would get back together. At any rate shortly after remarrying we all moved into a new house. Me, Dad, Veronica (his new wife), Her son Bobby (age 10) and Christina (age 11) Extremely unhappy with the current situation my grades at school began to suffer -as did my attendance. This particular morning I woke up late and knowing I would never make it to school on time said, “Fuck it. I’ll stay home.” Bobby and Chrissy were already at school, Dad and Veronica were at work and so I would have the house to myself. It wasn’t until I walked into the kitchen to eat I saw the note on the refrigerator. A reminder from the dentist. While Bobby was, in fact, at school and dad was at work, Veronica and Chrissy were at Chrissy dental appointment and it actually pissed me off I wouldn’t be able to stay home because Veronica and Chrissy would be home after having her braces tightened. After a bowl of cereal I started to get ready for school -and then it hit me. A much better plan!
We lived near the end of a cul-de-sac and, oddly enough, from Chrissy’s room I could easily see down the street far enough to watch for any cars. I wasn’t sure how long the dentist would take or how long it would take for Veronica and Chrissy to come home after so I acted quickly. In the living room I turned on the stereo. Not blaring loud, but loud enough to block out any sound of the front door being opened. I then went to my room, got naked and walked back down the hallway to Chrissy’s bedroom where I stood playing with myself as I stared out the window and waited. I’m not sure how long I waited, but my thoughts bounced back and forth from what I was about to do to the punishment my father would reign down after he found out. Several times I nearly talked myself out of what I was planning, but then my heart leapt as I watched Veronica’s Toyota Celica come into view. I bolted from the Chrissy’s room to the living room, laid down on the couch and continued to play with my swollen dick. To this day I can still remember the heart pounding adrenaline rush I got as I watched the sunlight from the opened front door reflect off the TV screen and I remember screaming to myself, “No. Don’t cum yet!” as I watched their silhouettes fill the doorway. Now this is the part where I would love to say (like most of these fake story tellers) they stood there amazed watching in awe as I ran my hand over me 8 inch boner, but if I were going to lie I would say they stared wide eyed and slack jawed at the 10 inch behemoth sticking up between my legs. But the truth is, at fourteen, my dick was maybe four inches. The sadder truth is that today, at just under 5 inches, it’s not much bigger. Even over the sound of the stereo I heard Veronica’s shocked gasp followed immediately by Chrissy’s laughter. Turning my head toward the sound I jumped to my feet feigning surprise and embarrassment. Seeing the stunned looks on their faces as they both stood there staring down at my hard dick was worth any punishment I would have coming. I stood there, hands at my sides, just long enough to be certain Veronica and Chrissy saw everything before running down the hallway. I also made no effort to hide my jiggling boner as past them on the way to my bedroom. Once there I slammed the door and laughing insanely jerked myself off.
It was perhaps 10 minutes later when I heard a knock on the door. Gathering my composure I opened the door uncertain of what to expect. I could not help but notice Chrissy glance down before saying, “My mom wants to see you.” I remember those words so clearly... “My mom wants to see you” Those words are forever burned into my brain because the moment she spoke them I remember thinking, “She just SAW me!”
I shuffled into the living room expecting to be reamed over the incident. Instead I was surprised to hear Veronica give me the, “It’s perfectly normal at your age,” speech. She also told me that she had talked to Chrissy and that word of the incident would go no further. The rest of the afternoon was a blur spent reliving those few moments over and over again in my room.
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