Why Do Only Women Have Such Fun?

How does one explain the desire to be an exhibitionist? For a heterosexual man to be an exhibitionist is to be thought of as being shameless or a freak. Worse still, standard opinions still think of this as an illegal exhibition. If I were a gay man, exhibition could be done without fear and often in public parades. Yet as a heterosexual man that enjoys exposure to heterosexual women in a similar manner is not only frowned upon by both women and men alike, but in many cases is outright illegal.

Most films today can show the feminine form in all its glory. The male form is limited by regulations. A full frontal of the male form is even considered a type of assault by several legal scholars and in certain state statutes.

I am a fan of CFNM (if you do not know what it means, google it and educate yourself!). I do not believe myself to be a couple standard deviations off center either! Nature blessed me with a trim physique at 6ft 2 inches with a generous endowment to match (girth and length that are thankfully far above average and make for a pleasurable visual display to those women who appreciate such attributes), and the fairer sex in general finds my body entirely pleasing to their eyes. I enjoy pleasing those eyes more than any other pleasure in life. Why should women continue to monopolize the admiration of the opposite sex? To be lucky enough in life to be blessed with physical attributes and then to be admired for those same attributes by the opposite sex is pure joy. I see nothing wrong with such private entertainment between a heterosexual male exhibitionist and a woman or group of women who are connoisseurs of the male form.

Women who desire the company of a man simply to admire the physical male form are often the same women who are not simply seeking an educated individual with economic power regardless of his physical attributes. Women complain about men whistling compliments and ogling. Men so rarely receive such verbal encouragement from women that it is virtually unheard of in many parts of society. The one way street is detrimental in my view, if not depressing. A woman that first looks at my "package" instead of my potential expected earnings, my "buns" instead of my bank, and my endurance instead of my education, and my washboard abs instead of my wallet? That woman is so rare and precious that I don`t care what she looks like or how old she is just so long as she is smiling while looking at me!

Free to please, just ask me!!