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Yeah dude.
That's why they keep the rooms so cold ;_;Got a hard-on when my doctor was checking my balls during a physical.
srsly laughing my ass off LMAOThis one's from senior year of highschool. It's a pretty regular day, I'm playing soccer in gym. The ball is up in the air, and I think I'm gonna be awesome and air kick it into the goal.
I miss the ball, and kick the goalie in the face. I try to ask "are you okay?" and say "I'm so fucking sorry" at the same time. Instead, I end up yelling "ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY!?" as the goalie chokes back tears
This reminded me.Got a hard-on when my doctor was checking my balls during a physical.
This reminded me.
When I was inspecting for army documentation I went in the doctor's office with 3 more guys. And when we took down our underwear, one of them had a hard-on. The doctor looks at him (she was a woman), then tells him: "See that cup of water there? Go fresh up." So, basically he had to go and stick his thing in there. What he did - he took a drink off that cup. Maan, was that uncool...
This happened to me once when I was getting a massage. It wasn't even one of 'those' massage places either. It was embarrassing.Got a hard-on when my doctor was checking my balls during a physical.
wait i missed somethingWell I remember this one time i was cleaning the second lobby in my Mcdonalds, and I saw the Mexican chick I had been flirting, and making out with back there sitting down. So I continue to clean while glancing over occasionally. She would motion for me to come over, but I was a man on a mission. So I finally get to where she is and she asks "Quan why are you so afraid of me?" I politely say "Girl I ain't afraid of you I'm just trying to clean this so I can have my break". She then says "well give me a kiss."
I do so, but as I do she grabs my shirt ans we start making out. So after like 2 minutes of making out I start to sucking on her boobs, and fingering her cause well I didn't give a fuck about my job at that moment. So after a while of doing that she start to reach down, and feel my junk. All the while people are coming into the first lobby to eat and stuff. So she starts to give me a handjob, and I'm feeling like a GODDAMN BOSS.
Next thing you know she says" Do you want me to suck it?" In my mind I was like is that even a fucking question, but I politely say "Hell yeah." So she goes down on me for what seems like forever but in all actuality is probably like 10 to 15 minutes. So she ask me to come in her mouth to which I was like nah.... you have to go home to your boyfriend, I'll just hold it in for another day. So I come back to the first lobby after washing my hands. I went back behind the counter and my manager demands to know what I was doing. I tell him" Look Chris, your my boy so I'm just gonna tell you the straight up truth. I just got done getting a blowjob. Don't tell anyone. Like how you told I about the other times." So he understands and gives me my break.
I HAVE NEVER FELT SO PROUD!!!!!!
All right, I'll bite.
I got drunk off my ass at a chum's pad after his senior prom. Most of my social circle at the time was comprised of my best bud's little brother's amigos (1 yr younger.) I was three sheets to the wind and four to the stars come 3 am as we all were sprawled out on the floor of his bedroom in a vomitous state. Down the hall lies the lad's parents, the father being an Ex-Marine/LAPD officer whose been in multiple gun fights during his years of service. Very intimidating man to say the least. Being that it was 3am and not a creature was stirring I was reticent to use the facilities in fear of rousting anyone from their slumber. It was already kind enough of these folk to allow said inebriation under their roof, it would be uncivilized to stir them out of their nocturne. So I did what any rightful lad would do, zipped down, and began showering the bedroom with streams of gold. Thar was no nuggets in them hills, but there was a maelstrom of guffaws coming from my mouth as I decked the walls. Mid stream one of my chums wakes up from the giddiness springing from my loins, and has the temerity to question my actions. I continue cackling in to the night as I turn my sterile waste in his direction. A saline seltzer of chartreuse showers the unexpecting comrade, sending him reeling beneath the covers of his borrowed sleeping bag. I zip up and promptly leave the residence 16 ounces lighter and trek 2 miles home to my warm confines.
Good thing that I did, as my buddy said he resolved that he was going to stab me for said deed had I stayed the night. This dude had a troubled childhood, we had almost got in to fisticuffs long before we became friends for no reason at all, so I take him at his word that he was seeing red for seeing yellow.
Dude's been one of my best friends for the past 15 years. Moral of the story, don't let bodily fluids come between friendship.
I continue cackling in to the night as I turn my sterile waste in his direction. A saline seltzer of chartreuse showers the unexpecting comrade, sending him reeling beneath the covers of his borrowed sleeping bag.
A saline seltzer of chartreuse