When I was 18, I got my first job at a bank. One hot August day I went for a walk and a few blocks later I passed an empty lot. I was over whelmed by this feeling of wanting to go to the middle of it and strip naked, which is what I did. I layed back and stroked my cock slowly as the odd car went by. After a bit I came and then got dressed and headed back to the coffee shop just down from the bank. I saw this guy come into the cafe and he looked at me kind of funny like. I finshed my coffee and headed back to work a few doors down. The next day I went for a coffee and the waitress said that when I left the day before this guy pulled out his badge and said that he was a police officer. He asked how long I had been there and she said about ten minutes. He got up to go after me and she told him that I worked at the bank. At this point he came back and finished his coffee. He had me, but he didn't realize it. He thought that I was just an employee on his coffee break. That would have been so embarrassing getting arrested at my work place. I am what you call an extreme ehbibitionist and when I was younger I had a hard time controlling the urge.

I have been an exhibitionist since I was twelve. There is a program called 'Mirc' and I would go to #gayvancouver and post my pics with my real name. Before I retired I was working in a high school as a custodian. One afternoon at work, I went into a class to adjust the thermostat and then left. After, I went into an adjacent room and I could hear what they were saying. One kid said: "That guy is Allan Gee and he is gay and has his nude pics all over the internet." The next day the teacher asked me what my name was and I told him Allan Gee. What else could I do, lie and give him a different name?..lol. So, since the word was out I thought that it was best to retire, which I did. I'm sure that my reputation spread quickly. Very embarrassing indeed!

We use to have a neighbor by the name of Don and his wife Mabel. One day I was sitting in my downstairs rec room and there was a large glass sliding door on the left. I was sitting on the couch watchng tv in my underwear when I looked out the glass door and saw the bushes between Don's house and us moving. Then I looked at the bottom of the fence and I noticed a pair of work boots. My neigbor Don was looking at me!! However, I couldn't see his body, just his boots. So, I very slowly started to take my underwear off and noticed that he was still watching. Finally my shorts fell off and I was completely naked with a hard-on. By this time I was breathing really hard and excited that I was being watched. I took my sweet time and about 1/2 an hour later I came big time. Well, this turned out to be a regular event. At least once a week I would go down to the rec room, when my wife was out, and sit on the couch in my underwear. A short time later I would see Don's feet behind the bushes. Again I would strip naked and jerk-off for him. This went on for about six months, but then Mabel found out. I don't know how, but she knew. Maybe Don confessed or she caught him looking at me. Well, the shit hit the fan! They didn't have a car so she always took the bus when she went shopping and I found out that she was telling people what a pervert I was. Me!!! What about her husband!!? At least she didn't tell my wife, but all of a sudden they put their house up for sale. She was very religious, but she made sure that everybody knew about me. She even planted bamboo on our property line and it took me years to get that stuff out. Being an ehbibitionist I kind of miss jerking off for Don.

I was married at 25 and my wife and I had a son and then a few years later a girl. Up to that point I had never thought of men, only girls. However, when I was about 40 yrs old, my looks changed and I started to look gay. The first time I was aware of it was when I was shopping with my family and I noticed two guys giving me the eye. I had never had that happen to me before. Then people would call me a fag, pervert, queer etc and I was completely bewildered. Every time that this happened it would hurt. I told my wife, but she said it was my imagination and also that if she couldn't fix it then I shouldn't bother her with it. Mind you, this was over a period of a couple of years. I even went to a Plastic Surgeon, but he said that he couldn't change my looks. Strange that for the first forty years of my life I looked straight. Anyhow, when I was 43 I started to think about my sexuality and wondered if maybe I was bi or gay. One nice summer day I decided that I would go to a nude beach in Vancouver. I was laying there enjoying the sun naked when an older man - about 50 - walked by and said 'hi'. I said hi back and he kept walking. Then he turned around and came back and sat behind me. I started to get hard and he said: "Hey". I thought that he was angry, but he mentioned for me to come and sit next to him, which is what I did. He started stroking my cock until it was hard. Then he went to kiss me on the lips and I freaked. I had never, never kissed a man in my life. He calmed me down because I was shaking all over. To make things worse there was a couple in the water and the girl was laughing at us. He kissed me on the forehead, then the cheek and then I felt his moist lips on mine and I was hooked! I felt his tongue against mine and our naked bodies touching. He looked like a man, he smelled like a man and he was a man. Then he gave me a blow-job and it was the best that I had ever had. No girl could give a BJ like that!! Meanwhile, the couple in the water were still watching. We kissed some more and then I went down on him and for the first time in my life I sucked a man's cock. I then knew that I was gay or at least bi and even though people still call me a fag, queer, etc. it doesn’t bother me because I know that I am bi or gay and proud of it!

Allan gee

The other day my wife and I went to Bellingham, Wash. from Vancouvr, B.C. It is only 45 minutes away and we go about twice a month. We were walking into Walmart and these four young girls in their teens were approaching the front door at the same time we were. All of sudden one of the girls says "faggot" and laughs and then one of the other girls notices my diamond ring and says:
"He is a fag for sure with that diamond ring on". My wife heard them, but didn't say anthing. I was in my glory because I love to be degraded!!

Yesterday, July 14th, I put on my gay looking shirt and wore my sandals with my painted toenails. A guy called me a fag and later two guys were laughing at me.....I love it!

June 14th. Today I am feeling really horny. I have been receving e-mail and comments on NBN about my tits sticking out through my shirt in my pics, which I really love to hear.

About two weeks ago I started putting clear nail polish on my toenails. We recently went with three other straight couples to Naveda and I don't know what they must have been thinking. Any comments about men wearing clear nail polish, good or bad?