Michael Alan - From Virgin to He-Whore - The Butterfly Effect

Initial topics and discussions focused on some of the misconceptions of male behaviour and sexuality. The common ‘chestnut’ that men are constantly thinking about sex, was quickly dispelled.

I had been raised in an all-male environment, so knew what young men thought. As an adult, I was involved with men through my numerous sporting and nudist activities and had many uninhibited discussions over drinks and social interactions. I was a very ‘normal’ male and knew very well ‘what men thought’.

Sex was a large part of the male psyche, but certainly not primo! We were concerned about our careers, sporting achievements and relationships and also had an equal amount of self-doubts, fears and misconceptions about females. From these discussions with these nuns, I was quickly learning how similar the sexes were in many regards.

As the course progressed the atmosphere in each of the small groups became totally relaxed and familiar. Laughter and humour became commonplace! However, there was always an undertone of curiosity and a yearning for better understanding and questions became more intimate and explicit. By about the fifth or sixth week the course reached the agreed time for me to disrobe to help explain some of the physicality’s of male attitudes and reactions. Everyone was made aware of this in the prior session, so anyone feeling uncomfortable could avoid these future sessions. No one did!

I was issued with a gown, which I wore for subsequent sessions to make disrobing much more convenient and natural, as the course progressed.

Sister Frances in her ‘inimitable’ style relaxed everyone, including myself, the first time I removed my gown. Her sense of humour and timing disarmed any nervousness in the group. She made a point each time I disrobed for each new group to smile at me and put her arm around my shoulders as I stood totally exposed and naked, as a shared sign of appreciation from the group for my vulnerable state. Her simple act of familiarity and intimate inclusion of my nakedness into the room created an atmosphere of ‘normality’ for me and I suspect the gathered group of religious young women. I came to appreciate that this simple act also allowed each of those nuns who may have been feeling any uneasiness to relax and enjoy this rare visual opportunity to fully appreciate a naked male.

Within in a very short time I felt almost detached from my nakedness and had ‘out-of-body’ sensations as I became just another person in this room. I could sense my nakedness physically but emotionally I was just one with these women discussing every aspect of male sexuality.

This emotional disconnection from my sexuality constrained any sexual stimuli I might otherwise have felt standing fully naked and ‘exposed’ in front of a fully clothed group of enthusiastic and highly inquisitive young women.

With Sister Frances’ encouragement and support, every one of the nuns in every group gradually became fully at ease studying every aspect of my body and its physical reactions. There was always an initial intimidation caused by ‘Goldilocks’ but this soon dissipated into smiles of admiration and occasional shyness when I became erect. It always caused much mirth for both them and myself and we’d often laugh as our unease quickly dissipated.

In every group the question was raised about my ‘size’ as compared to the photographic images presented in the introductory sessions, after the first unveiling of ‘Goldilocks’. In the very first session, even Sister Frances seemed a little ‘alarmed’ by my ‘size’ when I became erect. I often wondered where she gained her information, but following my initial exposure, Sister Frances’ research indicated that my ‘size’ was ‘more generous’ (in her words) than the normal male. Her explanation always filled the room with laughter in every group.

I added to their chuckles when I mentioned my nickname from Woodlands.

The lack of understanding of a male erection was high on the list of misconceptions. When I had the opportunity, I explained to these very inquisitive women how many of the erections a man gets during his lifetime are an involuntary physical response. “From the day a male is born he will get regular involuntary erections. It is a normal physical requirement that the penis gets a regular ‘flush’ to keep all blood vessels healthy,” I explained. Some of the women had younger brothers and had witnessed these occurrences during nappy changes, but had not then connected this response in adult males. Everyone wrongly assumed that an erection implied the man was necessarily sexually aroused.

Sometimes, and coincidentally I would become erect during these sessions and beneath my flimsy gown it was quite obvious. It became the ‘elephant in the room’ and eventually in consideration of the obvious interest Sister Frances would ask me to expose said ‘involuntary’ erection! Although I gave no indications, there were a few times that my imagination did get away with me. However, my acting skills came in very handy! My relaxed, casual attitude helped everyone to appreciate that an erection did not necessarily imply sexual arousal.

When this question was asked, I would manufacture an erection at will. I explained the ‘test’ to tell if a man is truly aroused, by feeling the tightness in his balls. Sister Frances asked me to walk around the room and allow each sister to familiarize themselves, while I was erect.

Almost every nun showed a combination of excited anticipation and shyness at intimately touching my body. Their hands would dance and wave around in the air above my cock, like a helicopter looking for a safe spot to land. However, with Sister Frances’ sense of humour and my apparent comfort, they all soon found it easy and an enjoyable sensation. Nearly everyone commented how soft and smooth a ‘hard’ erection felt. They were truly in awe and wonder at this amazing human reaction.

We then discussed some of the possible things that will sexually arouse a man. This list could be endless and varied from man to man, so all I could do was generalize.

Had I admitted that on occasions I could be aroused by this situation it would have changed the whole ambiance in the room. I was learning many valuable skills at controlling my arousal.

There quickly developed a collective awareness amongst the sisters in the convent that I did not see my nakedness in their company as the least bit disturbing. I was completely comfortable and honoured to share my naked body as a unique learning resource for them to gain insight into a normal male’s psyche and gain a rare opportunity to observe and understand his natural physical reactions.

After my collective experiences with the females I had encountered in my life to this point, I was becoming totally blasé at exposing these intriguing reactions, for female edification.

After the many very personal disclosures, by myself and many of the sisters in these discussion groups, there developed a real friendship and personal trust. I became totally comfortable in their company, as they seemed to be with my nakedness. There developed a real bond of personal respect for each other. For the last few sessions in each course I would remain naturally naked for the whole time and continue discussions without any hint of embarrassment by myself or amongst the young nuns. The two nuns who facilitated each of these courses with me radiated an aura of normality to my nudity and their attitude helped their religious sisters to feel the same.

A collective amazed fascination was the common reaction in all groups at the sight of my completely flaccid cock sometimes growing into a fully erect state. I’m sure my comfort at being so exposed and vulnerable during these otherwise very personal reactions helped everyone to feel equally at ease. Especially as they felt they were ‘in control’ of the situation and could consider my erection and its many implications without any personal awkwardness.