First Time in an Adult Nightclub

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This might not be embarrassing, but it is the most scared and nervous I have ever been. The club was not a nudie bar or anything. It was a blues club.

Anyway, I was 16 and very interested in music. I played guitar and sat in with various local garage bands. People seemed to like my playing and my songs.

My sister Sarah was 20 and in college, but she still lived at home. She was seeing Morrie, who was 26 and had a band of his own. Often when she brought Morrie home, he would end up sitting with me listening to my guitar and offering advice. Sarah was cool with this. She didnt mind sharing Morrie since I learned a lot from him.

So one day Morrie comes over and asks, You play a little bass, right? I said yes, and he asked if I could sit in with the band on Saturday night. They had a gig, but his bass player was out of town on some family thing. I said sure, but soon questioned if it was a good idea. They were going to play in a club where alcohol was served, so no one under 21 was allowed. I was a small 16. No way I could pass for 21. But Morrie said the club would look the other way just as long as I didnt drink. Then he said I needed a union card, for which I would have to lie about my age. I thought I would get in big trouble. But Sarah said Morrie would take care of things and she would be there to give me morale support. So I figured sure. It would be my first professional performance.

So it is now Saturday night, and I am scared shitless. Not only is it performing live and getting paid good money, it was the fact that I was breaking the law by being in that club. I stayed in the back in the darkest part of the stage the whole first show. I was sweating heavily. But my playing was OK. Morrie introduced all the band members, and I got a good hand. But I still stayed in the back.

After our first set, I stayed backstage. I did not want to go out where Sarah was sitting and maybe be arrested in case a cop was there. I was really feeling paranoid. For the second set, Morrie wanted me to do a solo, but I passed. Maybe next time I said. I was even more nervous the second set. By the end of the night, I was sweating so much it look like I just took a swim. But I had a real feeling of accomplishment. Sarah said she was proud of me, and Morrie said I may be asked back.

This would not be the last time I performed in an adults only venue prior to my turning 18 or 21. We never told my parents what I was doing though. 😉

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Sent nudes to my ex!

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My friends were mucking around on my phone and changed my ex’s snapchat name to my GF’s. Then About a week after my GF wanted nudes so I sent tonnes all accidently to my ex! She hates me now and blackmails me into face timing her nude and everything!

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I will never live this down

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So i was playing truth or dare with this girl and I gave a very embarrassing dare and it went quite wrong, I felt bad so I told her I’d do whatever she could think of next, she took full advantage of this.

I had to go into the Forrest with at least 20 of her friends who don’t like me at all and I had to strip naked and let them be in charge of me for an hour. This wasn’t good for me because my penis is tiny :/ I had to do certain dances and they played games with me like if I ever got a hard on, they all got to slap my dick, however if I didn’t have a hard on they got to pull one of my pubes off.

If I ever spoke they got to pour freezing water over me to make my dick tiny, but if I didn’t speak to asked to they got to do the same thing. At the end my dick was not even an inch long and they all took selfies with it and set them as their profile pictures and stuff. My ex finally came up to me and slowly waxed off all my pubes and even got to bite my dick! She pulled the hairs on my testicle off as well! It was then her idea to make me walk home via the main road while they took my clothes and laughed.

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Posin Ivy part 2

Posin Ivy part 2

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Hello, me again. If you haven’t please read part one posted on the 6th of July.

So it had been a few days after the poisn ivy incident and being scene by the nurse and camp director. I was still plotting my revenge. It was the mid afternoon and our counselor had left to go to an all camp meeting, we had three hours of unstructured time while they went their meeting before dinner.

My mates like to spend as much time in the sun as possible. We are white pail and they want to get quite a good tan on. The decided that they were going to go up the roof and a tan in the nude, to avoid tan lines. They often wire speedos to the lake to tan as much as possible. But had mention to me how much they hate the lines.

After the counselor left the went to the natiebce shed and got a ladder the propped up to the side of the cabin, the all climbed with towels and their wearing the underwear. When they reached the roof they laid down, face down on their towels. After I while that they had stopped talking, and were laying still the must have fallen asleep. I quietly clumped up the ladder with a bottle of sunscreen in had firstly I took all three boys underwear and dropped on to the ground. The slowly on by one I rolled each boy over gently and remotes their towels. I dropped their towels to the ground. Might then rubbed an enomous amount if sunscreen together in my hands and place giant white hand prints on each if the boy’s butts. I the climbed down and returned the latter to the shed. The Boyd woke and hour and a half latter to the dinner bell. They were stuck on the roof completly naked when dozens of campers walked by coming from their cabins on their way to the mess hall. Everyone laughed at their naked bodies on display, and the hand prints on their asses.

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My Psyco Step-Mom

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My Mom died when I was little. It was tough on Dad to raise a girl by himself, since we had no other family locally. Occasionally he asked neighborhood moms for help. But when I was 14, he remarried. She was a divorcee with a 9 year old son. Ill call him Bobby. Since Bobby and I were used to being only children, it was quite an adjustment when they moved into our home. We both tried to establish our territory, and this lead to a few silly fights, like hogging the bathroom. But I was excited about having a little brother, and Bobby was excited about having a big sister. Dad let us work things out ourselves, and we did. Bobby would apologize for acting like a little kid. I told him it was OK because he was a little kid. Then I would say I was sorry for being such a bitch, and Bobby would say I was not a bitch. Then we would hug. Bobby would bring his new friends home and introduce me as his sister. I introduced Bobby to my friends as my brother. So we were really growing close.

The problem was Bobbys Mom. She felt her little boy was a perfect angel, and got hyper whenever she felt anyone was coming down on him. Bobby was the first to tell you this was BS. He knew he had his faults and was embarrassed by his Moms behavior. When we had our little spats, step-Mom would get involved and start yelling about me picking on her little boy. She would yell at Dad about this. Bobby would apologize to me for his Mom, even though I did not blame him.

I remember one time Dad, step-Mom and Bobby came home from a parent/teacher night at Bobbys school. Apparently Bobbys teacher had good things to say about him, but also began recommending ways he could do even better. Step-Mom took this as an attack on her baby and started yelling at the teacher. When they came home, I could hear her arguing with my Dad. Bobby just ran into my room, wrapped his arms around me, buried his face in me, and cried.

But the last straw came a bit over a year after the marriage. It was Dads birthday, and I was going to make a special birthday dinner. Bobby wanted to help, so I had him chop up some onions with one of those chopping things you see on TV. I warned him that the onions were strong, and sure enough he started crying. We both thought it was pretty funny and joked about how sad he was. We were actually having a good time. When guess who walks in. Step-mom sees Bobby crying and starts into one of her rages accusing me of forcing Bobby to do something he didnt want to do, bullying him, etc., etc. Bobby tried to explain it was the onions that were making him cry. Step-mom says that is the last straw, and she actually calls the police to report me for abusing Bobby!

So a cop car pulls up. All the neighbors start gathering around wondering what is happening. Step-mom is still in a rage, and the two cops cant figure out what it is all about. Dad then comes home, sees the crowd, the cop car and runs inside to find his insane wife accusing me of whatever.

Eventually the cops calm things down. They tell me and Bobby to go to our rooms. They try to talk to Bobbys Mom alone. They then talk to my Dad. Then they talk to me and then Bobby. When they are finished they tell step-mom that if she ever calls them again, she will be arrested.

With the cops being called out on me, that was all my father could take. He wanted my step-Mom and Bobby out of the house. I was glad to see her go, but I was going to miss Bobby. We both cried when we said goodbye, and I told Bobby that I would always be his big sister and he can call or e-mail me whenever he needed.

HAPPY ENDING! About a month after Dad divorced the psycho step-Mom, Bobbys dad won custody. While being strict, he also gave Bobby the room he needed to make his own decisions and learn from his own mistakes. Bobby was much happier now. We still kept in touch. After all, we are sister and brother. He would invite me to all the important events in his life, like birthdays, graduation. I would invite him to mine. One year Dad and I were going to a family reunion. I said I would not go without my little brother. Bobby and I are still very close. I havent heard from my psycho-ex-step-mom for years.

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Hi this happens a few years ago so one day I was wearing a really cute tank and skirt is then my friend comes up to me and pulls off my tank and my Skrit so the I am me in only under wear then to make matters worse I had to get the the bathroom so I just started pissing in a tree I was at the park that day

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Locked ourselves outside naked at the camp

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I was 12 years old when this happened and it was early June. We had a few days off from school and we decided to go to a camp. Just me and 3 of my friends (they were also 12) and we booked a camp in more of the countryside. There was no coaches or our parents, just 4 of us staying in the camp for 3 days. We just wanted to play there and kinda explore the country part. There wasn’t much people in the camp and lucky enough, we could have one of the apartments all by ourselves. An apartment wasn’t that bg, it was just a two-storey house containing 2 rooms on the bottom storey (each can holds 8 people at most) and the showering facilities on the upper storey. There was also a toilet on the bottom storey.

So we played for nearly a whole afternoon and we are all sweaty. We came back to our apartment and decided to take shower. We went upstairs and realized that there was nothing much in the shower room. There were just some seperate showers but nowhere to put our towels and clothes. If we put our stuff on the floor it will be all dirty and wet. So we thought we’ll just stripped naked in our own room downstairs and went upstairs naked to shower. After that we’ll went back downstairs to dry ourselves and change our clothes. In this way, we didn’t have to bring anything upstairs so we won’t get our things dirty. We thought this plan was perfectly fine because no one else but us were in the apartment and we’ve been friends for a long timeand we didn’t really care about seeing each other’s privates. So we all went naked with nothing but our slippers and then went upstairs to shower. We actually showered in the same shower so that we could go back to our room the same time.

And then when we went back to our room, BAD NEWS. We tried to open the door put it won’t open. We didn’t lock the door and we only slammed it when we headed for the shower. No matter how hard we tried we couldn’t open the door. Even worse, our luggages, towels and clothes are all in the room. We were naked and only wearing slippers, all 4 of us! The door lock seemed to be broken and we accidentally locked ourselves out of the room!

We had to inform the office of the camp but we were naked. So we walked out of our apartment, took a 5 minutes walk NAKED and reached the office.

The office said they will try calling a locksmith to help and they could give us the key to the other empty room of our apartment. However as it was already 8 at night and it was far from the city, no locksmiths were willing to come. We had to passed the night naked with nothing at all. Not to mention how embarrassing it was explaining to the office naked.

Then the next morning we went to the office again naked and asked them, and they said they were still trying to contact locksmiths. On the way back and fourth a lot of people in the camp saw us naked. The office told us if we didn’t mind we could use the facility naked as it was ‘special situation’. We were alreay starving and so we went to the canteen to have breakfast… naked.

It turned out we were so boring staying in the room waiting for locksmiths to come that we couldn’t stand it and went outside to play naked. People of course stare at us but we didn’t really mind. We spent the whole day naked and finally the locksmith came at 4 in the afternoon. Finally.

 

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Poison Ivy: Part 1

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I am a sixteen-year-old guy. I go to a overnight camp on the east coast every year with a few mates every year. Because it’s an all boys camp, there aren’t too many interesting things to do, so a few years back we started to turn into a three week prank war, for my mates and I. We had already been at camp a few days now, and a counselor said we would take a hike the next morning. So we decided to go to bed early to have enough energy to hike. I normally wear boxers, but I brought a few pairs of briefs to camp, for hiking and other physical activities. This I think my mates knew. The next morning we got out kind of early and started our hike, I had put on one of my pairs of briefs. The seemed normal. We where about thirty minutes into our hike when I began to itch all over my crotch and ass. I saw my school mates wiggle laughter upon noticing my discomfort. I tried to get myself through the hike. About an hour later I told my counselor I had to relieve myself. I went slightly off the path. And pulled down my shorts, I looked and saw giant red spots on my crotch, and felt there were some on my butt as well. I deduced that is wasn’t itching cream and realized they had ground up position ivy, and put it in my underwear. We hiked for about another hour before returning to camp, I can barely walk at this point and I tell the counselor that I have to visit the nurse because I don’t feel well. My mates are during laughing at this point.

I go in and find the nurse. He was a man in his early 20’s maybe. He asked what seemed to be the problem, I told him I had poison ivy, he asked where I blushed and told him my predicament. He had a cream that he could use but I could reach to apply it myself. So at this point I must wait while he calls the camp director and explains what’s going on. The camp director comes in and says the nurse can apply the cream to the affected area but the camp director (a man in his early 40’s) must stay and supervise to prevent anything sexual from happening, because I am a minor. At this point I had to strip from the waist down, and lay on a table in a back room if the nurses cabin while he massaged posing ivy cream into my bright red swollen butt cheeks and crotch area. It was the most humiliating experience of my life thus far. I am plotting my revenge more to come in a part two.

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How I found my true love by embarrassing myself completely

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This is a story about how I found my true love through the most embarrassing moment of my life.

Her name is Tanya. She is my age and we grew up together. She has three younger brothers. We were always good friends, but when we were 14 she developed a crush on me. I wasnt quite ready for a girlfriend. I didnt want to be tied down. But I did not want to hurt her feelings either, so I just played it dumb like I didnt notice.

Anyway, I got a case of an intestinal flu. It is about as messy as you can imagine. Tanya would bring my homework to my house after school. She always asked if she could see me, but my Mom or Grandma, whoever would be taking care of me, would not allow it because I could have been contagious. But after a week, I was feeling better. I had no fever, and my runs had stopped. I was still a bit weak, but I got a few pounds back and was eating well.

So on a Saturday, Mom let Tanya and her 9-year-old brother Mark come up to see me. I was glad to see them since laying around with no friends all day is boring. You can only play so many Xbox and watch so many DVDs before you go nuts. I was still in bed. Tanya and Mark sat down on my bed, and we began to play 3 handed Spades. Mom came up and said she had to run a few errands and asked Tanya to take care of me. I felt kind of silly that my friend and classmate would be my nurse, especially since I was feeling better. But. . . .

About a half hour after Mom left, I felt this sudden pain and pressure in my gut. I knew what that meant. I said, I have to get to the bathroom quick. Well, not quick enough. There was a loud PHHHTTT and the unmistakable order of shit.

But Tanya didnt freak. She was in total control. She grabbed my robe and told me to quickly take off my pajama bottoms and put the robe on. She turned her back to protect my privacy. She told me to hurry before everything seeps through and ruins the mattress. I got my robe on, with shit all over my ass and legs. She told me to get to the bathroom and wash myself off. She told Mark to help me. As Mark lead me quickly to the bathroom, Tanya quickly stripped the bed and carefully bundle it up. She started taking everything to the laundry room, and told Mark to bring her the robe if it was dirty and to get me a clean pair of pajamas.

I guess I did not mind being naked in front of Mark. He was helping me, and I was a bit woozy. He did what his sister told him to do. I showered myself off, put on my clean pajamas, and Mark helped me back to my room. I sat down since the bed was unmade. I felt pretty weak.

Tanya reappeared and said everything was soaking. She asked where the clean linen was and I told her. She made up my bed and helped me back into it. I fell asleep as she and Mark sat nearby.

A few days later, I was fully cured. Tanya had been great. Mom said I should do something special to show my thanks and I agreed. I got an advance on my allowance, and brought her a gift certificate to a teen boutique at our local mall. I stopped by Tanyas house to give it to her, and she was surprised. She gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek, saying I really didnt have to get her anything. She then asked me to go shopping with her.

She picked out this cute summer dress which was on sale. Then she offered to buy lunch. I said I would pay, since Im the guy. But then she asked if I really had any money left. OK, Tanya won that round. At lunch, she asked me if this was a date. I thought to myself, I really did not want a girlfriend just yet. But really, how many girls would have done what Tanya did? None that I know. They would have just screamed and yelled and run like hell. Tanya is something special. I cant let her get away. So I said it was a date, and weve been together now for almost six years.

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Little Nephew’s Bathtime Accident

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Im a girl with a brother about 18 years older than me. (I was a surprise baby!) Bro and his wife have a darling little boy who I love dearly. I was 10 when he was born. Since it was during the summer and they live nearby, I was able to go to their house every day and help my sister-in-law. At first, I was just doing housework so she could rest. Later I would feed little Donald his bottle and learn to change diapers. As Donald grew, I learned how to spoil him. 😉

So one weekend, my brother and sister-in-law, and my parents were going out of town for some family thing. I was going to stay with Donald. I was 16 then and he was 6. We were both looking forward to a fun weekend together.

On Saturday, we went to the zoo along with Shelly, a little girl from next door who Donald played with. Shellys older brother Mike drove and went with us. Hes a year older than me and a good looker, but thats another story. The kids were cute together. They walked together holding hands. It was a fun time, but it was also very hot. Mike and me tried to keep the kids hydrated and out of the sun as much as we could, but when we left the little ones were quite tired.

But not tired enough not to go to the Dog House, a local hot dog place. The kids enjoyed their dinner, but after that they had reached their limit. Shelly slept on the way home. Donald was awake, but just barely. When we got to his house, Donald wanted to go to bed. But I told him he had to take a bath first since he was all sweaty and dirty. I ran the bath and left him. I kept the door open so I can hear him and check on him making sure he did not fall asleep in the tub.

After a while, I heard Donald crying. I go into the bathroom and see him standing naked in the tub with tears from his eyes. I asked what was wrong, and he pointed to the tub. There was a turd in the water!

I picked up Donald and began to dry him off. He was very upset, so I was not going to yell at him or anything. I just said it was an accident and I know he didnt do that on purpose. He stopped crying and I wrapped him in the towel bringing him into his bedroom. I got him into his pjs, had him brush his teeth, and then put him to bed. Donald fell asleep quikly.

Now the worst part. I had to clean the bathtub. OK, I said to myself, youve changed his diapers when he was a baby. This is no worse. I got a pair of rubber gloves, let out the water, then used a paper towel to pick up the turd. I then used bleach and disinfectant to clean the tub. The turd went into the toilet. The paper towel, rubber gloves, and sponge went into a plastic bag which I put out in the garbage.

Donald was better the next day. I didnt tell anyone about the accident. It was our little secret.

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