Not my story but i just had to post it here. having a shitty day: read this \t Today i woke up at around 4:30PM after a long, seemingly never ended smoke sesh that lasted till like 10AM(people would just drop by every few hours that i hadn't seen in a while, couldn't say no type of thing). Anyway, i wake up to the sound of my set alarm clock, because the bank closes at 5 and i have bills due tomorrow! I throw on some jeans, put a stick of gum in for my wrank ass breath, and sprint to my car. Traffic was a bitch and a half. After running probably 3 red lights, passing a school bus on a two way road, and almost getting in a wreck in the bank parking lot, I arrive at my destination w/ five minutes to spare. I run into the bank at full speed, knowing i still have to find a pen and sign my deposit slip, and that the lazy fucks working at the bank probably close a few minutes early. So here i am, sprinting towards the door, and these two fucking beautiful girls are on their way out. Though I'm in a hurry, I hold the door for them so i can check out their asses as they exit. They give me this crazy fucking look, then do that little thing were they put their hand up to their mouths and start giggling. Yuppy, dumbass little cunts they were, I'm thinking, "well, maybe i just look like shit since i just woke up, or maybe they think i'm hot or something. Who cares either way." So I Walk in, sign the check on a table, deposit my cash and start walking out the bank. I made it! On my way out the door, a car pulls up and this rich lookin dude walks out. You know the type, he had some kinda car that just screams out "money can't buy class," ugly fucking thing(that new chevy truck conversation thing). He walks out the car and heads towards the door. I start nearing the door to exit the bank, and he gives me this shit eating look. Naturally chatting away on his cell, he does that little faggy skip rich people who want to look like they're in a hurry do as he approaches the door. (you know what i mean, don't act like you don't) We cross eachother at the exact and only time in which it would be impossible to not hold the door for him and not look like a prick. I decide to look like a prick. The guy stops talking, gives me an obvious "fuck you" look as I pass. He then keeps on staring me down after I pass, doing a completel 180. I listen and wait for a response. He looked like the type to run his mouth. I hear "hang on man" in a low voice, speaking to his friend. He then declares, "hey there, cheif, you know your dick is hanging out of your jeans, right?" Laughs, and walks away. It was. Not like "hey look you can see his boxers" hanging out. Not even "hey you can kinda see that guys cock" hanging out. I was wearing those boxers that don't have a "Snap" or a buttom, you know, the open kind. It was open alright. The tip of my shaft was hitting that part of the material that covers the outside of the zipper of my fucking jeans. reflecting in the car, I kinda remembered feeling my dick rubbing up against jean material as i walked, as well feeling a slight, quit pain when i got out of the car as if it hit my zipper. I probably just subconsciously ignored it, becuase thats not unusual since i wear open boxers. But usually my fucking fly is up so it doesnt matter. I was so fucking frantic and in a hurry i didnt realize my dick was hanging out in public. I wonder how much the girls saw. And i was just cranking the AC in my car like no other, too.... FUCK!!!!!!Unfortunately, true story \t \t Overgrow
haha aww man. i hate to laugh and i hope u don't mind but that is pretty funny. i wouldn't worry about it. all involved were probably in awe at the confidence u displayed. great story and +rep for the possible embarrassment.