I was flying back from South America with a buddy and decided to get some sleep in some empty seats in the back of the plane. About two hours later, I wake up and notice I have a major league boner sticking straight up in my microfiber workout shorts. I wait for it to go down and then rejoin my buddy. He's acting a little strange, but won't say anything. Once we get off the plane, I get the full story of what happened.
My buddy told me that about an hour after I went to crash in the back of the plane, most everyone on the plane was asleep. At some point he notices that two of the male flight attendants (who were obviously gay) are standing right beside my seat and they appear to be continually looking down where I'm sleeping. Then he said that they both looked around the plane to see if anyone was watching them. My buddy said they didn't see him because he was watching through the gap between the seats. At this point, one of the attendants pulls out his cell phone, looks around again, then aims it at me and takes a photo. They both wait a second to see if I wake up, and when I don't, they change positions and the other one takes a photo with his phone.
What they did with those photos and who they shared them with, I don't know. But somewhere out there, there's a picture of me asleep and a huge tent in my shorts.