Teacher?
Couple or three years ago, about 30 kids from my school all go off on a trip to Longtown. This place is like an activity centre, with hiking, caving and canoeing. We did all this in the first 4 days, and on the last day before we went home they let us go out to the local swimming pool. All was well until we got into the communal changing room.
Who do I find myself standing next to? The oldest, most indimidating and only male teacher on the trip. There I am in the corner, with my towel wrapped round me, trying to discreetly remove my underwear and replace it with my swimshorts.
All sorted now, just need to put all my kit in the lockers. Turn round to check which coins the lockers accept.
"Sir, do these lockers accept 20 pence pie-eeeenis!"
There is was, just hanging there, as he glanced over towards me. Being about 15 this instantly destroyed me inside.
So I turned bright red, looked away and didn't speak to him for the rest of the trip.
Mentioned it to my mates, who still take the piss that I'd seen Mr Ashby's cock.

Length? Let's just say I didn't find him intimidating anymore..
(roband dropped the screw in the tuna, Tue 16 Oct 2007, 13:16, Reply)