mikem
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my homie called me up last night. Was like "yo get your clothes, we driving up canyon and staying in someones floor". I hesitantly said yes, as this homie is known to go on scorched missions. And I was kinda confident that we wouldn't even get to ski. Well today I wake up, slightly hungover, and I look outside to see lifts spinning, ropes being set up, and patrol throwing a ton of bombs. This excitement hit me in a different type of way I've never felt before. All the blood in my body, just rushed straight to my nether regions. I was BRICKED up.
Ten more bombs later, my sleeping homie on the floor, I had to pee. Now I didn't want him to know I was fully erect, so I reach deep in my brain to remember all the tactics from highschool. Boom, there it was, the good old flip up tech. Straight to the waistband, I stand up confidently and find my bearings on the bathroom. In the darkness, I accidentally step on my homies hand and he wakes straight up like a doorhinge. I panic, he starts screaming about me still standing on his hand. I jump off, and then it happens. The waistband on my boxers jiggles loose. It flops straight over and out. He is just staring at me.
We havn't talked all morning. What do I do???
Ten more bombs later, my sleeping homie on the floor, I had to pee. Now I didn't want him to know I was fully erect, so I reach deep in my brain to remember all the tactics from highschool. Boom, there it was, the good old flip up tech. Straight to the waistband, I stand up confidently and find my bearings on the bathroom. In the darkness, I accidentally step on my homies hand and he wakes straight up like a doorhinge. I panic, he starts screaming about me still standing on his hand. I jump off, and then it happens. The waistband on my boxers jiggles loose. It flops straight over and out. He is just staring at me.
We havn't talked all morning. What do I do???
