Embarrassing time to get a hard on..

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  RHP User

  15 years ago

  im so glad im not a bloke hahahahaha too damn funny roxxy

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  15 years ago

  It's always fun to give a guy a hard on at inappropriate times. Must be the sadistic bitch in me but I love to see a guy squirm and try to hide his stiffy lol

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  RHP User

  15 years ago

  Baggy pants, deep pockets and a reliable waistband saved me countless times as a teen. I never use the train/bus these days, and at work my pockets and belt are full enough to hide it a bit, but I have had a few embarrassing moments; a female co-worker (unfortunately a lesbian) once made a few dirty jokes at my expense, and a few times I have had difficulty at the bank or in line for fast food. People generally accept that it happens, so I dont let it get to me too much.

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  15 years ago

  That kind of random boner happens to me still.In particular, and I am not sure why, when I am on an airplane.... it must be the vibrations or something..... but I often fall asleep and find my dick having it's way with my hand.... or just as the plane lands.... there's that bump... and rumble..... and vibrations ..... and yep... sure enough random wood. It's a good reason to carry a briefcase.The unfortunate thing is that I travel frequently to the same destination, so certain hostesses recognise me and welcome me with a nod and a smile.... and I think... was she looking at my dick last time? .... and then the viscious cycle begins again.Oh... random boner... that one I call "the traveller". Oh yeah... I got a traveller this morning on the way to work... and the board room nods, knowingly.HUgsStalky

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  RHP User

  15 years ago

  hi guys, thought i would add my boner in public experience,well i was about 14 or 15,back in tamworth i went for a wander around kmart,had on a silky tracksuit,somehow got a boner so i had my hands in tracksuit top pockets trying to hold it down was walking out when man on the door put his arm around me and said what do i have under there,i was so shocked,and said its just my prick and showed him i had a boner under there,he laughed and said ok see ya,it was a bad experience every time i had to go there,he recognized me for years.

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  15 years ago

  I used to get them daily when taking the train to and from work. Sometimes, they'd leave before my station (I usually managed to get a seat, so it was easy to hide), other times.....well, I never figured out the right thoughts to make it go away.....thankfully, I always read the paper in the morning. So many used for the Herald-Sun!

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  15 years ago

  I have a couple of guys I know quite well send me naughty videos and pics when out shopping. I try (really I do) not to peek at them until I get home but curiosity always get the better of me. (unless it is a video as those often have sound effects and THAT can be embarrasing.) There I am standing the the fruit and veg section when the feeling begins. Fruit and veg have never looked so erotic. Traveling on the back of a motorbike will do it. Yes it is the vibrations, as well as the person sitting in front of me.

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  15 years ago

  Had the most looooooovely massage today from the most beautiful looking early-20s Israeli woman but unfortunately they could only squeeze me in for 30mins as I didn't have an appointment, so I opted for just a back/neck/shoulders rather than a quick all-over. This meant leaving pants on and just going topless.To my delight, she was a very very talented massage therapist and quite dedicated to giving a good firm massage, so while she stood at the head of the bed, upper thighs pressing against my hands which were folded above my head, and leaned over me to stretch her arms all the way to my lower back, her lovely breasts were resting on the back of my head and as she ran her smooth hands over my skin all the way up my spine then swept them out and down my sides, grazing the sides of my breasts in the process.I found my mind blissfully floating away enjoying the sensations and daydreaming just a little about how nice oiled hands feel upon bare skin, trying to contain the purrs of contentment that would have come naturally had i not been behaving myself, until it eventually came to an end. However, i was not able to contain the natural reaction drawn out by the daydreams and the talents of the deliciously skilled and sexy professional and found that the evidence had sneakily soaked it's way through my underwear and was now very evident on the front of the pale tan capris I was wearing.So the lesson I learned, while adjusting the shoulder strap of my bag, was that next time I should most definitely book ahead, get an hour-long full body session and go pantsless.xx Sarah

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  RHP User

  15 years ago

  That settles it Sarah! Solves the problem.

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  15 years ago

  Hi too had a massage last night but not with your Israeli woman but a Thai woman at a massage place at Coogee. Now this is a legitimate massage place with no happy endings :) Despite this I always leave happy and rested. So last night, i arrive and rip the gear off, place the towel over my butt and lie down for the massage. Now i needed some work on my hamstrings which are displaying some where and tear. It would appear she thought that my adductors needed some work to and she was most attentive to getting the knots. I mean really attentive and would massage right to the top of the muscle. This meant not infrequently the backs of her fingers were running would rub against my balls.....dont get me wrong this is a good thing.........anyway i roll over to my back and she gets back to my adductor again and once again the backs of her fingers are grazing my testicles and this just becomes to much and the big (well not that big) pakistani marquee rises underneath the towel.....whats a man to do? I just ignore it and lied back, eyes shut acting as if nothing had happened. Now my erection sits to the right side which was causing me a little consternation as to how this would be managed when she moved over to my right leg and started massaging high up it. What is the ettiquete in this situation? This is the stuff one doesnt get taught at school.............however my concern was needless........clearly my thai massuer had dealt with this situation previoulsy. She very matter of factly wrapped the towel around him and moved him out of the way,with no more energy or concern than one shoo's a fly away on summers day. And when he crept back to the right, as he does like that side, she simply did it again. Nothing said. She was all class. Quoting 'curiousnewgirl78'Had the most looooooovely massage today from the most beautiful looking early-20s Israeli woman but unfortunately they could only squeeze me in for 30mins as I didn't have an appointment, so I opted for just a back/neck/shoulders rather than a quick all-over. This meant leaving pants on and just going topless. To my delight, she was a very very talented massage therapist and quite dedicated to giving a good firm massage, so while she stood at the head of the bed, upper thighs pressing against my hands which were folded above my head, and leaned over me to stretch her arms all the way to my lower back, her lovely breasts were resting on the back of my head and as she ran her smooth hands over my skin all the way up my spine then swept them out and down my sides, grazing the sides of my breasts in the process. I found my mind blissfully floating away enjoying the sensations and daydreaming just a little about how nice oiled hands feel upon bare skin, trying to contain the purrs of contentment that would have come naturally had i not been behaving myself, until it eventually came to an end. However, i was not able to contain the natural reaction drawn out by the daydreams and the talents of the deliciously skilled and sexy professional and found that the evidence had sneakily soaked it's way through my underwear and was now very evident on the front of the pale tan capris I was wearing. So the lesson I learned, while adjusting the shoulder strap of my bag, was that next time I should most definitely book ahead, get an hour-long full body session and go pantsless. xx Sarah

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  RHP User

  15 years ago

  I have a really great lady doctor who when examining my prostrate never seems to fail to arouse mr happy to some degree.. I know prostrate stimulation will arouse a man but then when she's finished she always asks me to turn over to examine my balls for lumps etc. Trouble is , as much as I manage to contain myself , I still end up with at least half a engorged boner which is fine until she delicately grabs him with her forefinger and thumb and gently moves him either left or right or even lay him up on my belly, then I cant contain him any longer ..yep, full on boner.. The crazy thing is we chat on to each other as if nothing is happening.. she giving me her professional opinion while Im laying there trying to look serious with a full on boner... Talk about being put on a spot... lol

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  15 years ago

  Back when I was about 15 I used to row. I was sitting at the front of the boat looking at the female cox (person that steers the boat) sitting directly opposite me (less than half a metre away) when I got an unexpected erection. I had to sit there in my tight clothes, awkwardly brushing it with every stroke, until it went away (while out in the middle of a lake). All i could do was laugh

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