Intentionally Creating an ENF or ENM Situation and Pretending It Wasn't Planned and Acting Humiliated

[DrWhoFanJ]

It wasn’t an ENM situation per se, but I definitely used to carefully place my boners in my shorts so people could potentially see up then to it when I was playing sports. Let’s just say that my height wasn’t the only reason I preferred to play basketball, netball and the like!

I’d do the same when swimming, too, back when I still had to wear trunks. Indeed, I would sometimes even have my trunks floating alongside me hoping to catch someone looking so I could pull the classic embarrassed-young-man pose only to realise I can’t leave my hands there and recover my trunks as well and "forget" to swim facing down so they could see it even better! (It never quite made it to the ideal situation of them showing me in return, unfortunately, but it was still very thrilling regardless!)


Another similar thing I still try and do occasionally is to wear rather loose trousers (as someone who has now gone commando for quite a few years) knowing that they might fall if I move too quickly. Let’s just (also) say that, if I’d discovered them earlier, I would definitely have worn them sometimes for doing sports and on the playgrounds at school!

[BareB4U]

I sort of did this once. I put myself in a situation where I could be walked in on naked, but I wasn't expecting it to actually happen. When it did, the humiliation was real! No acting required!

I stayed in several crappy youth hostels during my younger, backpacking days. One of them had a single, basic bathroom block per floor, containing three showers and a row of sinks. (There were separate toilets.) The showers had privacy screens, but the only place to leave your clothes where they wouldn't get soaked was on a series of hooks on the bathroom wall, outside the showers. There was no place to get undressed or dressed in privacy. The bathroom was unisex.

You would think a hostel full of late teens/early twentysomethings, with a bathroom like this, would be a hotbed of all sorts of naked hijinks, but actually everyone was very boring and sensible about it. There seemed to be an unwritten rule that you would always knock on the door before using the bathroom. If someone of the opposite sex was in there, you'd wait for them to finish or tell you it was okay to enter.

I took my time drying and dressing whenever I showered there, imagining what it would be like if a girl were to walk in on me. If they knocked on the door while I was naked, the thought crossed my mind that I might say it was okay to come in, but that was too daring and brazen. It wouldn't be accidental and I might offend someone. So it remained an idle fantasy.

At least, it did until my third or fourth day at the hostel. I was taking my time after my shower, as usual. I'd just finished drying myself and was thinking I ought to get dressed, when the bathroom door opened without warning. Evidently not everyone had gotten the memo about knocking first. A girl walked in before she saw me. It was an almost textbook CFNM moment, her dressed in full-length pyjamas, me stark bollock naked and caught unexpectedly. She was cute-looking too.

I saw her look down at my penis and balls. I hesitated with indecision for a couple of seconds, torn between wanting her to see me and real, genuine embarrassment. She giggled and said, "Oops!" Embarrassment won. (She GIGGLED! ) I quickly covered myself, although it was too late for that to do much good. She had already seen everything. "Sorry!" the girl added, though it didn't look or sound like she meant it. She backed out of the bathroom, not taking her eyes off me until the door closed behind her.

Feeling dazed by what had just happened, I simply stood, staring at the bathroom door for a few moments. Then I came to my senses and had just started to dress, when the girl returned, bringing a friend with her. I only had my underwear on at this point, a pair of tight-fitting jockey shorts that left little to the imagination. The two girls looked at me before walking across to use the sinks. They chattered away happily in a language I didn't understand, casting frequent glances in my direction as I finished dressing. I could only imagine what they were talking about, but it seemed to amuse them.

Unfortunately, it seemed "Oops" and "Sorry" were about the extent of the first girl's English, so I never did get to find out exactly what she thought of the situation. Personally I was turned on by it, but also mortified, an exhilarating mix of conflicting emotions that I masturbated to later, as soon as I got the chance. I felt a fresh burst of embarrassment whenever I bumped into those two girls during the rest of my stay at the hostel. We would smile knowingly at each other, but the language barrier meant we never had much more interaction than that.

[Robert Brooks]

'...When it did, the humiliation was real! No acting required!

I stayed in several crappy youth hostels during my younger, backpacking days...'

Fantastic story! I love how you sort of wanted it to happen, and were turned on by the experience, but also genuinely mortified!
Great that she and her friend also saw you in your underwear, which would have been embarrassing enough in its own right

You didn't tell us how old you were at the time? Just that the hostel was for teens/early twenties.

[BareB4U]

Fantastic story! I love how you sort of wanted it to happen, and were turned on by the experience, but also genuinely mortified!
Great that she and her friend also saw you in your underwear, which would have been embarrassing enough in its own right

You didn't tell us how old you were at the time? Just that the hostel was for teens/early twenties.

Thanks! I've been meaning to post this one for a long time, as it was one of the main real life experiences that seriously fuelled my cfnm kink.

The underwear moment wasn't anywhere near as embarrassing as being caught naked, but yes, quite awkward nonetheless. I don't know whether the first girl was hoping she and her friend would catch me still exposed or whether she thought she'd given me enough time to make myself decent. They still didn't bother to knock, which makes me think probably the former?

I was into my twenties at the time, the girls were a little younger than me, maybe still very late teens.

[edithdick]

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