One was making out with a girl who had taken off her baby-doll pajamas and was wearing just a thong. These were the first live titties I had ever seen... I started getting hard. Helen was giving another guy a hand job. When he came she licked her fingers, and then stuck the guy’s hand in her pants. He withdrew the hand and licked his own fingers. I had another beer. A guy in boxer-briefs was stretched out on the floor. A girl in baby-doll pajamas sat on his face. That’s when I saw that she wasn’t. Perhaps it was inevitable, however, that given my own previous antics, I was to find myself on full display once again.(Yes, I know: this is Carla's story. Rest assured that I won't stray too far from it. But I will share a few of my own antics here. Those of you who want to read more about my own exhibitionist history should check out my previous story, "Flirting With Exhibitionism and Incest.")So what was my standard wardrobe around Cheryl during those weeks that Carla was parading her nude. I said "if we had more time I would get you over my knees and really spank you!". He said quickly "maybe next time we will have more time I want to see you again". I was stunned, I said "yes, if you want to I know I want to". I was not expecting that either I thought this was my one chance at this young stud ever. The making out, rubbing and ass slapping had to come to an end because I had to get home to my wife at some point, so I gently pushed him down and said "It's time for you to get me. Im sorry okay. Im so pissed at you man. I thought we were closer than that&hellip, Well its not like youre the easiest brother to be gay with Tommy. Its all girls, all the time. I just didnt want you to be disappointed. I am disappointed man. Just not for the reasons you think. Boy was that conversation a mammoth one. I loved that Tommy still accepted me as his younger brother and didnt judge me but he seemed immediately more protective. He suggested I come live with him so I would be more.