So I am a sophomore in high school and on the Varisety Soccer team. The boys soccer coach is also our English teacher. We had just had a very tuff practice when the whole team had returned to the locker room to shower. While I was in the shower, the coach had come to the locker to start locking up the cones, and soccer balls etc. I was wrapped in only a towel while headed back to my locker, when he called me over. He started talking about a play I had done In the game last week and how good it was, we had be talking for about 2 or 3 minutes when his face changed. I was mid story and just finished and didn’t think anything of his face. After I finished he said you might want to check your towel. I looked down in horror to discover my towel was around my ankles. Oh my god I exclaimed, and picked up the towel and left. My teacher saw me complelty naked, for like 90 seconds. After that practice we agreed to never speak of it again.
I was 14 when this happened (I’m a girl btw) so me and my two brothers age 11 ans 9 were at the pool with our friends two boys age 15 and 13 and a girl age 8 me and the 15 year old boy were doing laps and racing when I felt my top fall down a bit at first I thought that it had just fallen down a little bit and tried to pull it up that’s when i realised that my top had come untied and I then hurriedly tied it back up and kept swimming thinking that my 15 year old friend had noticed nothing. Now the embarrassing part my friend told me on Boxing Day that he had seen every thing he had seen my boobs that day when my togs came undone!!!!
I see there are a few shower stories here. Do you mind one more?
When I was a boy of 13, my family moved to a new town. I had only a few friends, and there was not much to do of interest on a Saturday night. I learned that the local YMCA was open Saturday evenings, and since I like to swim and few came by Saturday nights, I figured it would be a chance to get some serious swimming done. So this one night I am there and the only other person is Jeff, a senior at my school who works as a life guard, and two old guys who came in just as I was leaving. I got in two hours of swimming.
So I go back to the locker room, take off my trunks and go into the showers. After five minutes, I hear a female voice say, “Mind if I join you?” I turn around and see May, a girl from my school who is wearing nothing but a towel. I am wearing nothing period. I quickly cover my manhood with my hands. “Don’t be so shy,” she says. “I have three older brothers, so I know what boys look like.” I ask what she is doing in the men’s showers. She said she was playing tennis with a friend and got all sweaty. She didn’t like to go home all dirty, and the women’s showers were out of service. “I didn’t think there would be anyone here,” she said. “So if you don’t mind. . . .” Before I could say anything, she takes off her towel hangs it up, and walks naked into the shower taking the spot next to me. “It’s OK if you look,” May said. “Just don’t touch.”
She did ask me to wash her back, though. And I started getting a boner, which I tried to hide. May noticed and said she had seen her brothers’ hard ons as sell, so don’t worry. I finished up quickly and went to get dressed. I was ready to leave when May came by. She had left her clothes in a locker nearby. She asked if I had happened to ride my bike to the Y. I said I did, and she asked me to stick around until she got dressed. She didn’t like riding her bike home alone at night. I said I would, and I watched as May once again removed her towel, dried off, and proceeded to put on first her panties and then her bra. “This will be our secret, OK?,” May smiled at me. I said OK.
I rode with May back to her home. She thanked me and gave me a little hug. I wanted to ask if she went to the Y often, but chickened out. It seemed she liked me, but I was shy at 13. She did show up the next Saturday and joined me in the pool, but not in the showers. The womens’ showers were working by then.
At the time it was a bit embarrassing and I was too shy to pursue it further. But now it is a pleasant memory. May was sure nice to look at.
I know this isn’t that bad compared to a lot of the stories on here, but it is still embarrassing! So I am a 16 year old girl, a sophomore. I really like this kid named chase. In math, my teacher had me pass out the assignment, and when I got to his table, he said, “Hey, why isn’t your zipper zipped?” Some people started laughing but I acted like I didn’t care. I could feel my face burning though! It was pretty embarrassing to me!
The summer I was 13, my parents sent me to a co-ed sleep away camp for kids 12-14. It was for both girls and guys. (I’m a guy.) The sleeping, shower and toilet facilities were separate, but we did everything else together. Several kids from my school were there, so I had some friends to begin with. It was pretty fun. We had sports, hiking, nature classes, swimming, and so on. To my surprise, I caught the fishing bug. We were taught how to make our own fishing poles with bamboo. Anything we caught would become part of that evening’s supper. Not much got caught since we all made too much noise. But we heard that at night the fish were more active. So me and three other guys planned to sneak out of our bunkhouse one night when everyone else was asleep and go fishing.
Going out on our own at night was against the rules. And wouldn’t you know that the other three guys chickened out? So I went out alone determined to catch a few fish. I didn’t think what I would do with them. If I showed up in the morning with fish, the counselors would know that I broke the rule. But I didn’t think that far ahead.
I didn’t get to fish either. When I got to the lake, I heard some voices. When I got close, there were four of the girls skinny dipping! Three of them I knew. Two I knew from school and one from church. When they saw me, they screamed and tried to hide. But soon they realized I was just as embarrassed as they were. I was pretty shy when it came to girls back then and easily embarrassed. Once the girls smelled blood, they became aggressive. They came out of hiding and began teasing me, showing off their boobs, butts and even their pussies. The moon was bright enough for me to see everything, and for them to notice a bulge in my shorts which made them even more aggressive.
But this soon came to a stop when we heard someone approaching. We all dashed behind some small trees and bushes to hide – me and four naked girls! I forgot my pole by the water and the girls forgot the pile of clothes. The person approaching was Ed, one of the counselors. He saw my pole and picked it up noticing my name on it. Somehow he did not see the girls’ clothing. By now I was more concerned about getting caught than anything else. My bulge had totally disappeared.
Ed took my pole and left. The girls said they had enough excitement for the night and proceeded to get dressed. They asked me to promise not to tell anyone. I told them it would be our little secret.
The next morning, Ed gave me my fishing pole back telling me to be more careful. He didn’t say anything else.
It has been a few years. I still have those two girls as classmates and see the third in church. Sometimes I remind them of that summer night. I am no longer embarrassed, but they are.
There are the events surrounding my 18th birthday.
But first a bit about myself and my family. I am the oldest girl and second oldest child. My older brother Eddie, who I am very close to, was finishing up his last tour in Afghanistan. As excited as I was about turning 18, I was disappointed Eddie would not be there. I have another brother, David, who was 13 at the time, and two sisters who were 15 and 10.
So the Saturday before my birthday, my family was planning a surprise party for me. All my friends from school and elsewhere would be there, as would my grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins. The plan was for my sisters to help my parents set up for the party and wait for the caterer. David’s job was to keep me away from home.
So Mom told me that I have to take David shopping for new clothes. He had undergone a growth spurt and had little that fit him. I protested since later that day I planned to go out with my friends. (Another part of the deception. My friends made these plans with me to throw me off.) But Mom said it had to be done and she was too busy. So I drive David to the mall, and immediately he starts acting weird. First he wants to look at the puppies in the pet store. He never was interested in puppies before. Then he wanted to go look at some music CD’s. Well, OK. I can go along with that. But after an hour, I had to remind David why we were there.
Now did you ever notice the difference between the way guys and girls try on clothes? For girls, it’s a major event. The more they can try on, the better. For guys, it’s “just let me find something that fits so I can get out of here.” Well, David starts trying stuff on like a girl. He really drags things out, while I want to go home and get ready for my night out. But David hasn’t brought anything yet, although we have been through three different stores. This is weird, but I just figured all 13 year olds are weird.
At almost 5 o’clock, David gets a call on his cell from a friend. Actually, it’s Mom telling him to wrap it up and bring me home. We go back to one of the stores and buy two pairs of slacks and a shirt. Now David is ready to leave.
So we get home and I park in the garage. Now there are two ways to get into the house from the garage. The front entrance is the easiest, and everyone inside for my birthday surprise is waiting for me to enter there. But we have a staircase outside which goes to the second floor. It’s a bit steep, so we seldom use it. But I figure if I go in that way, I can go right into my room, undress and take a shower before going out for the evening. David tries to talk me into going in through the front. David is getting even more weird. I tell him he can go in through the front if it is that important to him. He instead follows me up.
Once I am in the shower, David goes downstairs and explains the situation. So now everyone is waiting for me to come down that way. Meanwhile, I finish my shower. Standing there naked, I look for my deodorant and hair product. The deodorant is missing and my hair product is almost all used up. My sisters have been using my stuff again. I was already irritated with David, and now I am irritated with my sisters. So I wrap a towel around me and go looking for my sisters upstairs. They are not there, so I go downstairs yelling their names. Then everyone yells, “Surprise!” with me wearing nothing but a towel.
I hardly notice anyone, except standing at the foot of the stairs is Eddie! I forget about everything else. I run down the stairs and leap into Eddie’s arms giving him my best sister hug as tears pour from my eyes. I don’t even notice that on the way down, I lost my towel and am now totally naked. That is, until David hands my towel to me. Then I panic. I scream, grab the towel, try to wrap it around me, but I am too panicky to cover myself. Finally, I just run butt naked up the stairs.
I don’t let the embarrassment last too long because I don’t want to ruin Eddie’s homecoming. Screw the birthday. My big brother is home! Besides, I’ll have plenty of time over the years to be embarrassed again. My grandfather, the oldest tech geek in the world, recorded everything. He got a good full frontal shot of me and a good look at my ass. Plus he made DVD’s of the party with everyone in the family getting a copy. Yes, I will be living that moment over and over for years to come!
This is not my most embarrasing moment, but it is pretty embarassing.
I do swim and at practice back then, I used to rub my butt (or my suit) on top of the block and the block is pretty rough. I kept doing that for two weeks and before I knew it the seam on my suit came apart!
This is the embarassing part. I was just chilling at a Saturday practice, which was fun as usual, and I wore that suit with the rip in the seams. The WORST thing that could of happen did and we had to dive!! I had to bend over and jump off the blocks! I mean my friends were like:
“Dude, your swim suit is ripped.”
I kept telling them I know, I know and never did anything about it. Anyway, when it was my turn to dive, I bent over and one of my friends were like:
“Guys you can see (insert my name here)’s butt!”
I was super embarassed and I really didn’t want to dive but I HAD to!!): Worst day ever!!!!!!!
Quick sidenote: I have another story that happened to one of my friends because one day he forgot his suit and he got pansted (LOL) and he was wearing rubber ducky boxers!! lol sucks for him.
My sister Jan is two years younger than me. I tell her she is half-fish, and call her fish girl. It is not to be insulting. It’s that she practically lives in water. Mom took her to toddler swim lessons, and the first day she figured out how to dog paddle. Now she’s a freshman in high school and already the star of the girls’ swim team – not that our team is that great, but Jan does dominate for her age group.
What was embarrassing was at the age of 6, Jan decided she didn’t want to wear a swimsuit anymore in our pool. Away from the water, she was just as shy about her body as any girl her age. And she always wore a suit when swimming at a public or school pool, or someone else’s house, or during team practice. It was just at home she preferred to be nude, even when others were around. Mom and Dad figure she was only 6, so big deal. I was 8, and though I didn’t care one way or another personally, I did have friends who would come over. Now you may say there is nothing particularly interesting about a naked 6 year old, but to my 8 year old friends it was a good excuse to whoop and holler and to make embarrassing comments to me. Even at that innocent age, I did not particularly like the boys watching and making fun of my naked little sister.
The good news is not that Jan outgrew her nude swimming. She still skinny dips at home, even with others present. But everyone got used to it. After a few weeks, my friends grew disinterested and acted pretty normal when Jan was around. As we grew older, I would be embarrassed again when a new friend would come by. But the new friends got used to it as well. Only one guy named Rick acted like a total ass. He said he would get naked as well and have a little fun with Jan. I told him to get the hell away from our pool and my sister.
Eventually, my friends included girls who were initially shocked to see Jan sans all clothing. But they got used to it as well. One girl in my class told Jan she admired her for being so brave. Jan would bring her friends home as well, both guys and girls. None of them seemed to notice. I guess it was because it seemed so normal. One of Jan’s girlfriends did try to go topless once, but that lasted two minutes. No one else ever tried to copy Jan.
What was really an experience was when Jan hit puberty. My guy friends and I watched our female classmates go through puberty. It was a mystery to us, so naturally we made rather crude fun of the girls. But with Jan, it was no mystery. It was actually kind of awesome and damn impressive the way her body changed, and we got to see it all. During this time, we all treated Jan with a great deal of respect. We didn’t think of it as being anything close to sexual. We realized what a miracle the female body is. I don’t think any of us ever talked down about girls again. One of my friends, Jerry, even thanked Jan for teaching him how special girls are.
So having everyone see my naked sister was embarrassing at first. But as it turns out now, I am quite proud of her. Weird, huh?
I have a bitch sister who is several years older than me, and we never got along well. As her little brother, I would always be bullied and humiliated by her. My earliest memories are of her bulling me.
I remember how she used to start every morning by going into my room and trashing my homework. It was no wonder that my grades were poor until I found places to hide my homework. I was always small for my age, even after reaching puberty early I did not grow in size. I could not defend myself. So my sister would bring her friends over and they would strip me naked just to humiliate me. When I started getting interested in girls, I learned not to bring them over to my house as if my sister was there I would be stripped for sure right in front of my would-be girlfriend. That killed a few potential relationships. Of course there were pantsing incidents in public and in front of others.
When I started Junior High, my sister started a rumor that I had made some off-color remarks to one of the Senior High cheerleaders. Her football player boyfriend tracked me down and punched me out. My sister thought it was funny when I came home with a bloody face.
For my 13th birthday, she told me she had an extra special surprise for my party. I knew it meant more humiliation, probably a pantsing or stripping. I told my Mom that if my sister was there, I did not want a party. She told me she’s my sister, that she has a right to be there, and I should be happy to have her. I said then no party. She said the party would be held as planned. Well, before my friends arrived, I left the house and did not come back until hours later when I knew everyone would have gone home. All this just to avoid humiliation in front of my friends. Of course, my Mom made sure they took all the presents home.
When I turned 16, I finally grew big enough to defend myself. Unfortunately by this time my sister had moved out of the house. But I had a plan for revenge anyway. Before she moved out, I hacked into her computer. I found several photos she had taken of herself or others had taken for her. The ones I was interested in had her nude. Many showed her masturbating. Several showed her having sex with one of a few boyfriends, or more than one at once. I copied them all for future use. And the time for that use came about a year ago.
My sister was to be married. I acted like I wanted to use the occasion to make amends, as if I was to blame. I volunteered to put together a little slide show showing my sister and her fiancé as little children growing up through their teens and into adulthood, and in the end showing them together. I would show it during the reception. My plan obviously was working. I got some great photos of my sister’s fiancé, and Mom helped me pick out photos of my sister.
So it was the reception after the ceremony at last. I started the slide show and everyone seemed to be enjoying it. First came the photos of the groom. Next came photos of my sister starting with her as a baby and then a little girl. Suddenly there was a photo of my sister as a teenager – with a dildo! People gasped. I looked at my sister and saw her expression of shock and disbelief. Her fiancé was also frozen. Good. I can continue the show. Next came my sister giving someone a blow job. Then photos of one guy eating her as she sucked another guy’s dick. Then came an old boyfriend fucking her, and so on and so on. At the end came a title card which read: “For my loving sister from your little brother. Payment in full for all the shit you put me through.”
When the lights came on, the groom got up and came after me. Fortunately, I was a faster runner. My sister no longer talks to me, which is great. We never talked much anyway after she moved out, and the less I have to do with her the better. My mother was furious at me and says she will never forgive me. Gee, mom, why weren’t you upset when sis was making my life a living hell? You never once protected me.
Some of my relatives were on my side. My grandpa told me he was glad to see I finally got a pair of balls and put my bitch sister in her place. He was always on my side. My cousin Andrea was a bridesmaid against her will. She had a few grudges against my sister as well, and helped me find a few porn sites where I could upload sister’s photos. Revenge can be fun.