Unexpected Nudity
There you are minding your own business, looking neither to the left, nor to the right, when suddenly... SURPRISE TODGER!
Tell us just how un-erotic unexpected encounters with nudey people can be.
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( , Thu 28 May 2009, 13:32)
There you are minding your own business, looking neither to the left, nor to the right, when suddenly... SURPRISE TODGER!
Tell us just how un-erotic unexpected encounters with nudey people can be.
(suggested by wanderingjoe)
( , Thu 28 May 2009, 13:32)
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Me again.
This one probably screwed me up, more than a little bit. I was probably about 11, and I was supposed to meet up with my best chum. We had a meeting place that was almost exactly halfway between our houses. It was on top of a flight of stairs leading from an abandoned block of flats. Because, you know, when you're a kid, anything abandoned is cool. But, I digress. I was meeting up with my mate, and I got there before him. So, I climbed to the top of the stairs, and sat down next to the door. He didn't take long, maybe five minutes, but those five minutes were possibly the most disturbing five minutes of my life.
After I'd been sitting down for little more than a minute, I recall seeing this Muslim bloke walk next to the stairs. Nothing really suspicious, so I just minded my own business. Anyway, not too long after, I seen this guy shuffle into a corner of wall that was adjacent to the stairwell. I then heard a strange zipping sound. "Oh, Jesus, no..." I thought to myself. With a cough, and a grunt, the hideously familiar splashing sound was audible. He obviously hadn't seen me, so I had to lie down on the stairwell in case he turned around and saw me. It was absolutely horrible because:
1) If anyone saw me, they'd think I was a pervert.
2) If HE saw me, he'd think I was a pervert, and phone the police.
3) If my mate comes along, he's going to shout, and wave, not seeing the Muslim bloke because he's behind a wall.
4) There's a fucking guy unwittingly taking a piss in front of me!
After what seems like the most awkward eternity, the guy shakes up and down, and zips back up. Thank God. He then walks away, leaving me in shock. I sat there, simultaneously trying to bleach my mind of what just happened, and wondering if it DID just happen. About a minute later, my friend was visible walking towards me. We then went back to my house, and luckily, that's the end of that one. It still remains one of the worst days ever.
Length? I'm not sure. I looked away when I was hiding from him.
( , Sat 30 May 2009, 8:58, Reply)
This one probably screwed me up, more than a little bit. I was probably about 11, and I was supposed to meet up with my best chum. We had a meeting place that was almost exactly halfway between our houses. It was on top of a flight of stairs leading from an abandoned block of flats. Because, you know, when you're a kid, anything abandoned is cool. But, I digress. I was meeting up with my mate, and I got there before him. So, I climbed to the top of the stairs, and sat down next to the door. He didn't take long, maybe five minutes, but those five minutes were possibly the most disturbing five minutes of my life.
After I'd been sitting down for little more than a minute, I recall seeing this Muslim bloke walk next to the stairs. Nothing really suspicious, so I just minded my own business. Anyway, not too long after, I seen this guy shuffle into a corner of wall that was adjacent to the stairwell. I then heard a strange zipping sound. "Oh, Jesus, no..." I thought to myself. With a cough, and a grunt, the hideously familiar splashing sound was audible. He obviously hadn't seen me, so I had to lie down on the stairwell in case he turned around and saw me. It was absolutely horrible because:
1) If anyone saw me, they'd think I was a pervert.
2) If HE saw me, he'd think I was a pervert, and phone the police.
3) If my mate comes along, he's going to shout, and wave, not seeing the Muslim bloke because he's behind a wall.
4) There's a fucking guy unwittingly taking a piss in front of me!
After what seems like the most awkward eternity, the guy shakes up and down, and zips back up. Thank God. He then walks away, leaving me in shock. I sat there, simultaneously trying to bleach my mind of what just happened, and wondering if it DID just happen. About a minute later, my friend was visible walking towards me. We then went back to my house, and luckily, that's the end of that one. It still remains one of the worst days ever.
Length? I'm not sure. I looked away when I was hiding from him.
( , Sat 30 May 2009, 8:58, Reply)
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