First Big Dick Story
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First Big Dick Story
Hi guys, this topic is one of my favourite things; seeing a man accidentally expose his balls and/or dick out the leg of short shorts or speedos. I’ve seen plenty of genuine pictures (more are welcome), but I’d really love to hear stories from guys who have seen similar sights.
I’ll start with one story that I’ve shared on a couple of forums now:
I went to a boy’s high school. My PE teacher was an ex-rugby player who wore his short old rugby shorts and briefs underneath. He’d sit up the front of class to mark the roll, on a stool legs spread, and it was obvious that his briefs needed replacing. One of his testicles was usually peeking out the leg of his shorts as we sat on the floor in front of him. He never once noticed. I made sure to sit front and centre every class. He would also lead the class in stretches. My favourite times were when he’d do the butterfly stretch (sit up with soles of feet together) or the stretch where you lay down and bring one knee up to your chest. During these times, an abundant amount of testicle skin was exposed. My teacher never noticed himself, and none of the boys said anything. He was my PE teacher for 4 years.
I’d love to hear your stories and experiences with this too. This is ultimately what inspired me to freeball. I saw it so often when I was young that I thought when you’re a man, your dick and balls show. It was just part of being a adult man. I wanted to emulate that.
Went on a cruise this New Years.. saw a man on the deck chatting with another man, and he was sitting like this..
I remember being in Key Largo on spring break at mile marker #1, six college guys lined up sitting facing marker in shorts ALL freeballing with everything on display! Perfect scenic postcard from the trip!
Worked one summer in a manufacturing facility during high school. night shift. Every night this one guy would get on hands and knees to sweep under machine and his nuts and dick were always exposed. Wonder how if it wasn't for my bebefit?!
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"Ten years old. A creepy 15-year-old boy from the teens' karate class commented about how cute I was and he could see my bra."
Note: This post contains mentions of sexual assault and harassment.
If you or someone you know has been affected by sexual harassment or violence, you can find professional resources at the bottom of this post.
"They also called us sexy." — mousercritic
"They did stop, but we felt uncomfortable the rest of the trip. It's a beautiful place, but that ruined it for me." — yyccourt
"I think these are the worst ones for me." — kpthornton02
"She really made me feel embarrassed and ashamed of my own body for the first time. It's not just men who sexualize young girls but also women who are 'just looking out for you.'" — lauren9650
"I took it the best way I could — that it was a compliment to my looks — but I couldn’t shake the feeling that it was wrong and made me feel scared." — kellir7
"The moral of the story is that my teacher back then was and still is a piece of shit." — weatherboi_12
"He'd also slapped my butt a lot when we walked upstairs and he was behind me. I was scared, so if he was ever behind me, I would go very fast." — annalorraine
"I never wore it again." — clara1meade
"The teacher sat me all the way across the room from him after that and had the other teacher of the other class I had with him do the same thing." — ravenclawlaw05
"I didn't dare touch the cucumber after that." — sawthorn
"I'm sure other people nearby did, as well. It was a pretty crowded hallway. We’re both in ours 40s now and Facebook friends, but I've never mentioned what I heard him say or how it made me feel." — bacire
"I asked them to stop, and they just laughed at me. It made me very uncomfortable." — bellaevans18jsgjf
"This happened at three other intersections. One of the guys was in the paper a week later under rape charges." — theonethatsamess
"It's been over 10 years, and I still don't have that confidence back." — marmalady
"I just said no thanks and walked away. My manager and supervisors were really great about it. Any time he came into the store, I was able to sit in the back until he was gone.
It took me a few years to realize just how disgusting it was for a man in his 50s to ask an obviously 14-year-old to run away to another continent with him." — a_piri_piri
"I told my mom what had happened, and she and my sister-in-law took me to walk around the mall and find him so they could 'have a few words with him.'
We never found him, but for the rest of the day, I was too scared to leave the house, and it scared me for a few months." — jadynmarie
"I don't know what happened to him. He was an old man, too, in his early 60s, I think. This was in the early '90s, so he's probably dead by now. I'm in my 30s now, and it still bothers me." — amberhendricks85
"My mom said, 'No, she needs to lose some weight first.' My uncle kept going on about my chest. I ran into the house and never told anyone. Months later, my uncle raped me." — lobsterthirty
"What 50-year-old man says that to an 11-year-old?! As if him being family takes away from the fact he's creeping on young girls. Ew." — confettiline
"Then, when I was 10, a boy at school would repeatedly ping the back of my bra. I told the teacher, who basically said boys will boys and I shouldn't be so sensitive." — jessbudd
"I never told my mom. I remember going home that night and borrowing my mom's razor to shave my legs. I ended up cutting my other knee with the razor. Fucking asshole." — starshine72
"My dad is quite large, so the waiter was terrified, rightfully so." — jessicam48417f776
"Those people may think their comments don’t matter or it’s just a small thing, but creeping on young kids really affects their lives." — shadeofblue
"I sat in the aisle seat immediately and didn’t sleep the entire flight." — pandaliese
"For the rest of the year, he’d look me up and down every time I came into class or left." — joyously20
"I never told anyone about it, because for some reason, it was so embarrassing, even though it was about 11 years ago." — kristeylou
"It took me forever to realize that it was that sicko's fault and not mine." — jamied41
"He never came to our side of the restaurant again or bothered me. I don't know what my grandpa said, but it scared him good." — saml46833894a
"I never saw that douchebag again. I was so young — thinking back now it's like, WTF?" — nataliesi
"Apparently, the dude was a child molester, and I clearly wasn't the first one he said shit like that to. This was before Megan's Law.
That scumbag was pretty much run out of town by a posse of angry parents since the cops couldn't do anything because he didn't 'technically' do anything wrong." — tastypastry2
"She picked me up and went where my dad was buying our meals. Then, they both went back to confront the dudes." — vanessab4bda3d839
"My mom got me Dairy Queen." — chanl
"My dad commented that my fishnets weren't appropriate. I know my parents didn't mean it, but they made me feel like the harassment was all my fault." — zoecatherinegrant
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My humiliating loss-of-virginity story is so incredibly unbelievable that it’s virtually an urban legend among my friends. But I swear that each and every word of this is true.
When I was in high school I was awarded the opportunity to go on a foreign exchange to a lovely tropical paradise—ah, Brazil—for senior year. As high-school girls are prone to do, I met a guy, another exchange student. We were the queen and king of virgin teenagers: I never had ANY dates in high school and neither did he. After the first kiss all thoughts went to sex almost immediately. We decided that AS SOON AS HUMANLY POSSIBLE we were going to lose our virginities to each other.
We first tried at his house. We thought the shower would be a “sexy” place to do it and that the rushing water would also be a nice cover for any strange noises. In this particular tropical country, showerheads are often electric and some fool had made theirs out of metal . I touched the showerhead briefly and was shocked so severely that I fell and spun out across the floor. At that point his host mother barged in, dragged me out of the house by my feet (buck naked, mind you), called me a ”whore,” and kicked me to the curb.
We came up with another brilliant idea: We would borrow something similar to a rowboat from a friend, paddle out onto the local lake, and get the deed done. This boat was something like 20 feet long, about 1 foot deep, and about 4 feet wide, and made of wood. We brought the necessary items: a bottle of liquor, a joint, and a condom. We paddled out and were almost instantly naked. I stuffed our clothes under the seat in the front of the boat. After one slug of the booze and one puff off the joint, we commenced to clumsily roll around in the bottom of the boat. We were about to do the deed when I told him my ass was getting wet.
“That’s supposed to happen,” he said.
A little lesson in boats: They sink slowly until they’re about half full of water, then they go down like lead weights. I was a little preoccupied with getting it on to notice that the boat was filling from the rear until the fateful moment of entry. I figured I’d better be on my back for this moment, so I let myself lay back and I’ll be damned if my hair wasn’t floating about my head. I threw him off me, jumped up hollering about the boat sinking, and grabbed a paddle to head for shore.
We didn’t make it. We sunk. Like the Titanic . A few minutes later we were standing on shore bare-naked. Yes, we had to walk home bare-naked. We decided to go to my house instead of his because we figured that the people I was staying with would be more understanding or easier to lie to. Upon arrival, the house was dark and it looked as if they weren’t home. He asked me to unlock the gate. I said, “Where, exactly, would I have put the keys?” So, he had to boost me over the gate so I could unlock it from the other side.
I landed on the other side and was about to unlock the gate when my host father and brother walked around the corner of the house. They asked what I’d been doing.
I was about to say “No” when Andrew shouts from the other side of the fence, “Yeah, I’m here, can you let me in please?”
When he walked in naked, they lost it laughing at us. But they never actually said anything or asked any “real” questions. For days afterward, my girlfriends kept asking, “So… did you?” and I honestly didn’t know. In the excitement, I couldn’t remember if he ever got it in or not.
I did eventually lose my virginity. In my host family’s house, on a marble floor, while watching an AC/DC concert broadcast from São Paulo. The family graciously gave us lots of alone time and pretended that they never noticed.
After a brief period of fooling around in the bedroom at a party, this girl I had just met decided that we should “take a drive.” We found a dark spot off a country road and continued fooling around in the back of my car. She pulled out the condoms she bought at a gas station and we started to do the deed. As things started getting hot and heavy, my foot slipped off the center hump on the floorboard. I lost my balance and did a face plant into the side window. My nose started to bleed all over her head. I was glad that bleeding all over her did not deter her from wanting to “see” me again.
I was 15 and my BF was 17. We were at a party and we snuck off into a bedroom and pushed a dresser against the door. After some serious dry humping it was time to get naked. I had never seen my BF’s cock before, just kinda felt it through his clothes, and suddenly there was this GIGANTIC cock in front of me. In my mind, I think this is about the worst thing that could happen to a virgin. I was already scared it was going to hurt and then I see this trouser anaconda flop out of ol’ BF’s pants. I went on to have the single-worst sexual experience of my life—let’s just say I didn’t do a lot of walking for a couple days. You may think that this huge dick was just my perception, as I hadn’t seen a lot of dick by age 15, but I am now 28 and have seen plenty of dick, and his is still by far the biggest I have ever seen.
Now I find myself thinking… Do I still have his number?
I was 16, and my girlfriend and I planned on having sex—my first time, not hers—at a party where we were guaranteed a room to stay the night. I showed up to find my girlfriend pissed drunk. I was bummed, but I was so eager to lose my virginity that we had sex anyway. She passed out and I went back downstairs to hang out with friends. At that point I learned from other people there that she had gone down on some other guy in the bathroom before I showed up. The next morning she woke up and asked me if we had sex last night. I was so mortified that I lied and pretended to still be a virgin until we could have sex under more preferred conditions. I never did tell her the truth.
I was a freshman at a Big 10 university and had already broken up with my first college girlfriend, who told me toward the end of our month-long endeavor that she was “a born-again virgin,” and that I shouldn’t ask her to have sex with me because—here’s the kicker—she’d probably say yes. By the way, she told me all of this while we were naked and in bed.
There was a girl that lived on the floor above me who was a sophomore and attractive. She had stopped by my room a couple of times with excuses that seemed feasible as a freshman, but upon retrospect seem pretty ridiculous. Anyway, once she was in my room she proceeded to pretend to fall asleep on my shoulder while puckering her lips. All of a sudden we were nekkid and she asked me if I wanted to have sex. Hooray! So I grabbed my three-pack of Trojans (my dad had given them to me when I left for school), and slipped one on.
I followed the procedure and achieved penetration, which was supposed to be the be all end all of my life as a male. However, she did absolutely nothing. She laid there completely still—no motion, movement of hands or arms, hip tilting or gyration, nor anything else that could be construed as helpful, enjoyable, or cooperative. It was like fucking a girl in a coma. After about two minutes I was having zero fun and I could tell that my erection was going to fade, and so I faked my orgasm during my first time to get her out of my room. I was fucked up about it for a couple of days wondering if every time I had sex it would be like this, and I was even more confused when she came by the next day to collect a flip-flop that she had strategically left behind. I mean, here was a girl that was willing to have sex with me, but I had to say “no” because I didn’t want to have to fake an orgasm on my first two sexual encounters!
To all the ladies out there: If you think you might be breaking in some young buck on his first ride, do him a favor and move at least once. Get on top and moan if you really want to give him a treat. Otherwise he’ll end up calling you a cold fish 10 years later in some syndicated sex-advice column.
I lost my virginity at 24—but that’s not the embarrassing part. Just a few thrusts after penetration
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