Truth or Dare Blog

Not all “truth or dare” is pics of dares. Here is a little truth.

jb@bassler.com


TRUTH – There is much talk of exhibitionism and exhibitionist behavior on this site. I have a slightly different perspective on this. I can appreciate the tingle that some, like Central Jill, get from exposure. However, it is the RISK of getting caught or seen that I like, not the actual exposure itself. Don’t get me wrong, I like activities in varied settings and especially outdoors. The extra sensation of the sun beaming down and the breeze over the skin is a nice tactile addition to the overall experience.

I’ll give some examples from back in high school. I attended a private boarding school, and lived in the dorms. Some students that lived in the area commuted daily. There was also a college affiliated with the school that was around 50 miles away. There were busses that took kids of faculty and staff of the college to school as well. Senior year, my girlfriend, I’ll call her Alice, was one that commuted from the college. She was a horny little minx, and I was a teenage male, so we were a perfect match.

Girls were not allowed in the halls or dorm rooms of the boy’s dorm. There was a large recreation room off the lobby that they were allowed in. In the rec. room, there was a pool table, a foosball table, a TV with couches around it, and a fireplace with a large hearth with chairs and tables in front of it. There were cushions on one end of the hearth, making it a bench. That area was not in view of anyone not in the rec. room. As such, it was a great place for us to be on cool evenings before her bus left for home. Taking advantage of low traffic times of the rec. room, we used this as a location for playing with each other. We were always on our toes. If we were caught, there could be big trouble… so we were careful, but constantly crossing the line of what was acceptable in this environment.

Living on campus without a car leads to cabin fever, so to speak. About a half to three quarter mile walk from the dorm, and off campus was a small shopping center with a store. It was much larger than a convenience store, but much smaller than a grocery store, but it was a great place to get away and make some purchases. There was a well beaten path, so to speak, between the dorm and this store. There was some wooded area to one side of the path. Despite that traffic, this turned out to be a thrilling place to go all the way, which there was no way we could do in the rec. room. I remember several occasions of being there completely undressed within eye shot of the path while people were walking by. Alice and I would hear them coming and just freeze in silence until they passed, then get back to business. We would get a pretty good chuckle about how close we would come, at times.

Several times a year there would be mandatory assemblies. These could be the drama class performing a play, which were really amazing. They were close to Broadway quality. Other times, outside performers would come in. I remember one group called “The Art of Sound” or “The Art of Noise”. They were incredible. I bet they are the ones that inspired Stomp. There were also other reasons to get together that were significantly less entertaining. Since they were mandatory, we had to check in on our way in. One time Alice and I were able to slip out around the time it started. We ended up having sex right under the stairway, when others could come out at any moment. This was the first time I actually did it standing up. I was a starting varsity football player, specifically defensive end and offensive tackle. I had some pretty strong legs, and they were burning by the time we were done. In fact, it was quite a distraction that I am sure helped me last a little longer. This is certainly an experience I regularly look back at fondly.

Since I mentioned football, I will take a tangent into sports, which also applies to the dorms. The dorms had a shower for each hallway. It was one big room with six shower heads. The gym had a similar set-up, but I think it was eight shower heads. I have nothing to be ashamed about. While erect, I am just over six inches and, well, I can wear my wife’s watch. However, that is not the state that I would prefer to walk into a room full of naked guys. While limp, on the other hand, I can get pretty damn small. If cold, we are talking something like two inches long and one inch in diameter. That is closer to the way I looked in the shower. Participating in sports all year around, plus dorm life, there was really no opportunity to be shy around members of the team or the hall. To this day, although not quite as open, I go to the gym. These experience are why I am completely confused about females being completely shy around their friends. It just seems normal to me. So ladies, show a friend J

I’ll sneak in a little something that happened to another guy in the dorm that still makes me laugh, while I am on the high school shower topic. This guy was one of the more nerdy types. While most of the athletic types were practicing after school, he was caught in the dorm shower jacking off. He was really embarrassed, and went back to his room. About an hour later, someone decided to come back to the dorm to shower instead of using the gym shower, and found the same guy jacking off in the shower. Again, he went back to his room… and you guessed it, his roommate came in to find him jacking off in the room. He was caught jacking off three times in less than two hours. Now that is dedication…

Back to Alice and me… Just like, she was not allowed in my dorm room, I was not allowed to spend the night at her place. However, being respected staff of the college, and them having other friends at the college, there was a way. Officially I would spend the night at a male professor’s house. He lived a block or two away from Alice. Then Alice’s parents would put me up in the living room, as long as I did not go into Alice’s room overnight. Sure that happened… Well, I wouldn’t spend more than an hour or two in her room after he parents had gone to sleep (in the room next door). I still remember her soft bed, and wet, well, you know. What more could a guy want?

While visiting during a college vacation time, I remember even going into the college dorms and having sex on someone’s bed. No I had no idea who’s bed that was, but they should have been gone on vacation. However, the dorms were not empty, and someone could have come in at any moment.

It was common for us to be driven around by her parents in the front seat of the car, and us in the back seat. With it being cold in the summer, and the heater not working as well in the back seat, we would cover up with a blanket. I remember rubbing my hand across the top of her leg, then having her move it under he skirt and panties so I could finger her right there in the car with her parents not more than about three feet away. Now that gets the blood flowing…

In the school halls, there was one room that was for one of the clubs. Since I participated with that club one year, I became aware of its availability. The door was right in a high traffic pattern location, and had a window about one foot square in it. This room was not used very often, so it was a nice place to “get away” while still in the middle of everything. There was an arm chair that I had, prior to dating Alice, go to for a place to do homework. After we were dating, and being sexually active, it became a mid-school day place to have fun. We would go there almost daily and I would finger her. Some days we would do more. This was frequently done while we heard a lot of people passing by just outside the door, and we could see others through the window blinds. While in class, it was not uncommon for me to rest my chin on my hands, with my elbows on the desk. The first time I had done this after fingering Alice in that room, I got a wiff of residue on my finger. That was one hell of a pick me up in class. It almost became addictive, and motivated me to want more during the school day.

All good things must come to an end. In my case, it had to do with the thrill of using that room during the school day. I was sitting on that chair. Alice was straddling me, and we were going at it… Then it happened. Someone else came in the room. Many people would have been cool, and kept it to themselves. Unfortunately, this happened to be a girl that was offended that we were using her club’s room for such unsavory behavior. As such, it got to the teachers pretty quickly. Let’s just say that I did not get to finish the school year at that school. But I had more fun senior year than the prior years combined…

Jeff