So this happened back when i was in 1st grade. It was early fall and it had been raining earlier and the playground was wet and had puddles, but the school let us out anyway. So me and my mates where playing tag and what not and then we decided to go down the slide (there was a huge puddle at the bottom, but as first graders we just wanted to go down the slide) So i went down first, and surprise, i get soaked head to toe. So when the monitors see me they take me to the nurses office †to undress and get dry. While i was doing that the nurse called my mom and told her to bring me a change of clothes, but my she was stuck at work and there was no way to get me clothes. Well the nurse came and told me this, and also said that there were no clothes i could borrow and that there was no way to dry my wet clothes so she said that, as embarrassing as it would be, i would have to attend the rest of school naked. (we were taking these state test that were mandatory and it was also the day right before Christmas break so we had no choice but to take them) †I tried to argue but she said that the principal would not allow me to skip these test, so a †finally agreed and was led through the school naked with everyone looking and laughing at me. When we finally reached my class the nurse explained to the teacher why i was naked and said that if anyone did anything to me they we to be put in detention. So after a million comments about me, the teacher finally calmed everyone down enough to start the test. I kept hearing whispers all around me, like “i still cant believe hes naked”, “I’ve never seen a boy naked before”, and other things like that. So after what felt like an eternity time was up and the teacher collected the test and we had some free time till the bell to leave rang. I asked if i could go back to the nurses office, but she said that no one was aloud in the halls for any reason while the test was commencing(because other classes weren’t finished) so i had to stay there. After hearing another million comments the bell to leave finally rang and the bus ride home was just as bad. When I got off my friend was coming over my house to play. When we got home my mom told me she had some bad news. She had decided to wash all the clothes today and that there was no clean clothes for me and that i had to stay naked for the rest of the night, but my friend(being the friend he was) said that he’ll get naked to so i wont be so embarrassed. My mom said that’s fine, so he striped and we went to the park. The kids all stared at us in all our glory. It was by far the most embarrassing, exciting, and craziest day of my life, so far. Because hey, you never know in life.
One summer when I was in high school, my church youth group planned a trip to Current River in Missouri to go tubing. ¬†We planned it as a day trip because it was only a couple of hours to get there. More
7 years ago • Story • Tags: Bend In The River, Best Friend, Church Youth Group, Current River, dad, Day Trip, Exact Number, Gravel Bar, Moving Water, Nightmare, Old School, rain, River In Missouri, Running Water, School Bus, Sound Of Water, Swimsuits, Time None, Tubes, Youth Leader
So when I first got my period, I was at school and didn’t want to change my pad and thought I would when I got home, I stood up off this bench and ther was blood smeared all over it. no-one knew I had More
Anyways, I’m a boy and 11 and I had to put this up thanks to my sister. Me and my sister (who is 16) had to go stay at my grandma’s house with her sister and my grandpa for a week. My cousins (3 of More
8 years ago • Story • Tags: Barns, Butt, Clothes, cousin, Cousins, dad, Dearie, Going On A Trip, grandma, Grandpa, Living Room, Medium Size, Minuets, Mud, parents, rain, Shoes, Smile, Socks, Underwear
For quite a while I had wanted to photograph my wife nude having a shower under a beach shower (outdoor shower just off the sand at the beach). I had selected a beach, but it was quite a busy beach, but when the sun shone on the water, the background was magic, so I REALLY wanted this particular one. We decided to try it just after sunrise. We went down there about 20 different mornings, but it was just too busy.
Then one morning, it looked like the rain that had fallen for the last several days, would stop. We headed on down, and sure enough there were only a couple of handfulls of people around. My wife got ready, I had to run along a path to make sure no one was coming from two different directions, and check on a nearby carpark that fishermen used. Finally, no one was around, so I said “let’s do it”. She dropped her dress, turned the shower on and started posing. I had taken just 3 or 4 shots when she started waving furiously at me, calling out my name. By the time I put my camera down and started walking towards her (I was in a rock outcrop) I saw the 3 fishermen walking around the corner, about 2 feet from her with eyes popping out! One guy just casually said “don’t worry love, if I had your body I would show it off too”! They just weren’t there when I checked….
We got back in the car and even though I am a professional photographer, I discovered that I was so excited to be finally doing it, I had forgotten to put film in the camera! This was 1999. My wife assured me we were not doing a repeat performance!
I made my own “mock” beach shower, and took it to a more deserted beach where we spent several hours getting many great shots. Some of these shots have been blown up to poster size and are on the wall of my studio office (private!).
11 years ago • Story • Tags: Calling Out My Name, Carpark, Deserted Beach, Fishermen, Having A Shower, Love, Nude, Nude Shower, Outdoor Shower, People, Photograph, Poster Size, Professional Photographer, rain, Repeat Performance, Rock Outcrop, Sun, Sunrise, Two Different Directions, Wife Nude, Worry
Well , I was at camp and everything was going fine , when it started to rain and I mean everyone is like OMG I’m gonna get my hair wet !! So I was kind of mocking them ( I’m supposed to be the leader …) , So I say okay guys the rain isn’t gonna slow us down , meanwhile I was laughing in my mind I said aloud “Okay , I have an umbrella , and you don’t now let’s move out ,. Then later came and hit me in the butt ( Literally !) As I am going down the ramp my super slippery sandals decide to slip … So I am sitting there on the ground , it took me couple of minutes to realize that I had landed butt down on the ramp . So the rest of the day I was walking around with wet jeans ..
Well chocolate gives me stomach aches and potentially diarrhea if too much is consumed. Well, I consumed a massive amount of peanut butter cups, right before my dad told me we were going to the beach (because the waves came onto the road ) and i had no chance to get it out before hand. Well we got to the beach, and we were walking, and walking and walking, every step I took I could feel it getting closer. I told my dad i had to use the bathroom and he said okay, sit here and i’ll get the truck and drive it back, well the truck was a mile away, and sitting only made it worse, i decided to get up and walk back myself, so i could hold it in a little longer, well i got in the truck, and the closer we got to the bathrooms, the worse i had to go, and there were pot holes everywhere so that made it worse, we finally reached the bathroom and i made a mad dash and right when i reached the entrance i full blown crapped my pants, i had only a thong on so it ran down my leg i got into the stall and cleaned myself up with toilet paper, and took off my pants and threw them in the sink and rinsed them out, leaving the stall a mess, i went back to the truck, when i got in the first words out of my little sisters mouth were ” You stink like poop! ” and i had to explain to my dad why my shorts were soaking wet, so we had to ride with the windows down while it was beginning to pour down rain. I used up 2 stalls that day and i feel sorry for the fellow who had to clean it up.
11 years ago • Story • Tags: Bathrooms, Chocolate, dad, Diarrhea, Fellow, Going To The Beach, Little Sisters, Mad Dash, Peanut Butter Cups, poop, Pot Holes, rain, Sit, Stomach, Thong, Toilet Paper, Waves
During high school I was dating a cute little Irish Catholic girl who lived in the country. Her dad was a gun owner/enthusiast/nut, a really good guy. I was home from college with my parents in the suburbs for Christmas vacation. A few days before Christmas, I get this call:
“Hey, what’s up'” “Uhm, not too–” [cutting me off]”You know, no one is here for a long while.” [*click*] tires squeal on the wet back roads [cut ten minutes later] doorbell ring “Come on in.”
I walk inside and look around, and she’s nowhere to be found. I go to the stairs, and there she is in her underwear at the top. I start up the stairs, thinking happy thoughts. She disappears into the bathroom, and I follow. Huh, the shower’s running. We strip each other, step into the shower and start at it. And it is good.
[Edited for explicit content. This is a family show, sicko.] Ten minutes later, she stops, stands up [she was, uh, not standing at the time] and yells, “HOLY HELL.” It was a car door, her dad’s truck.
Now I’m filled with thoughts of her dad’s British .303 [with a 10x sight on it] he loves to shoot so much, and his shiny Kimber .45… Then of my parents, sad but understanding [I have two sisters] at my closed casket funeral.
She takes her clothes and bolts out of the bathroom into her room to change. I dry off and dress as fast as I can. I walk down the steps first casually, because it wasn’t uncommon to use that particular bathroom. He was standing in the kitchen. I make small talk, and then he notices my hair’s wet. ‘Fuck,’ I thought. Wait–rain oh sweet Jesus in a breadbasket, it was raining outside. I blurted ‘RAIN’ out, perhaps a little suspiciously. He must have bought it, because I walked out of that house myself.
The rain and sleet saved my life.