Stories (not Pictures) Of Seeing Accidental Dick/ball Slips

It was early 80s. With my acute 20/20 hindsight I should have followed the guy onto the train but alas I was too stupid. Here's another true story:

One afternoon I was on the beach, near the seawall, when I saw two guys in the early 30s, approaching from further down the sand. I was close to the steps that led to the road behind the seawall, and I guess they were done for the day because they put their towels down onto the sand and got their shoes out.

One of the guys, a long-haired dude, had on what looked like a pair of white tennis shorts, and his balls spilled out when he sat down on the towel. No underwear I guess. He took his time carefully cleaning the sand off his feet, hairless balls hanging out in full view, and I tried not to stare too obviously. His companion was right next to him and even got up in front of him to get his shirt out of the bag they were sharing, but didn’t seem to care that his friends had so much on display and evidently made no mention of it.

He finally put his shoes on and got up, tugging down the hemline of his shorts to cover up (so he knew) and then the other guy was finished and they both left. I had a flagpole in my trunks as I thought about how, with those shorts, he probably had been showing all afternoon to anyone who walked by, and wished I had done so myself.
 
It was early 80s. With my acute 20/20 hindsight I should have followed the guy onto the train but alas I was too stupid. Here's another true story:

One afternoon I was on the beach, near the seawall, when I saw two guys in the early 30s, approaching from further down the sand. I was close to the steps that led to the road behind the seawall, and I guess they were done for the day because they put their towels down onto the sand and got their shoes out.

One of the guys, a long-haired dude, had on what looked like a pair of white tennis shorts, and his balls spilled out when he sat down on the towel. No underwear I guess. He took his time carefully cleaning the sand off his feet, hairless balls hanging out in full view, and I tried not to stare too obviously. His companion was right next to him and even got up in front of him to get his shirt out of the bag they were sharing, but didn’t seem to care that his friends had so much on display and evidently made no mention of it.

He finally put his shoes on and got up, tugging down the hemline of his shorts to cover up (so he knew) and then the other guy was finished and they both left. I had a flagpole in my trunks as I thought about how, with those shorts, he probably had been showing all afternoon to anyone who walked by, and wished I had done so myself.

thanks for another awesome story

accidental exposure seems so commonplace back then, by the sounds of it. Sounds like it was just an everyday, normal thing.

another thing I forgot to mention was that I’ve been at that very train station in San Luis Obispo, on a holiday. Very old style inside too. I can only imagine the sight of seeing a man’s dick and balls hanging out his cutoffs while sitting opposite him. Do you remember how long he was exposed for before he noticed?
 
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This reminds me of one incident a few years ago. I was backpacking in Amsterdam ( a few european countried throughout the trip, btw). I stayed at a hostel in an 8-bunkbed room. Around afternoon, i came back from my morning tour to relax and change for a night out later. There was a guy lying down on the top bed next to mine. He was wearing just boxer shorts and a tshirt. I swear I didnt mean to look, but when I turn, i saw his whole package through the legs of his shorts. He is cut, which i found out later that he is the American. We chatted briefly following day before we parted.
 
thanks for another awesome story

accidental exposure seems so commonplace back then, by the sounds of it. Sounds like it was just an everyday, normal thing.

another thing I forgot to mention was that I’ve been at that very train station in San Luis Obispo, on a holiday. Very old style inside too. I can only imagine the sight of seeing a man’s dick and balls hanging out his cutoffs while sitting opposite him. Do you remember how long he was exposed for before he noticed?
thanks for another awesome story

accidental exposure seems so commonplace back then, by the sounds of it. Sounds like it was just an everyday, normal thing.

another thing I forgot to mention was that I’ve been at that very train station in San Luis Obispo, on a holiday. Very old style inside too. I can only imagine the sight of seeing a man’s dick and balls hanging out his cutoffs while sitting opposite him. Do you remember how long he was exposed for before he noticed?

I would say at least 10 minutes since I noticed. Probably he was exposed a lot longer than that. What a memory!
 
I would say at least 10 minutes since I noticed. Probably he was exposed a lot longer than that. What a memory!

awesome. Just awesome

thanks for sharing again. I hope the ways of that era return and men start freeballing in short shorts again.
 
This reminds me of one incident a few years ago. I was backpacking in Amsterdam ( a few european countried throughout the trip, btw). I stayed at a hostel in an 8-bunkbed room. Around afternoon, i came back from my morning tour to relax and change for a night out later. There was a guy lying down on the top bed next to mine. He was wearing just boxer shorts and a tshirt. I swear I didnt mean to look, but when I turn, i saw his whole package through the legs of his shorts. He is cut, which i found out later that he is the American. We chatted briefly following day before we parted.

nice

was his package hanging out the leg?
 
When I was in Uni, I had a late class located in a building far from the main campus. I would always go to the restroom to urinate before class began, I wasn’t a fan of getting up during class. This one time when I was in the restroom washing my hands my professor walked in. Both of us in a bit of shock not expecting to see each other in the restroom before class. He was going to rinse off his lunch container but waited since I was at the sink. He then awkwardly puts down his stuff on a ledge near the sinks then proceeds to go urinate. I felt a bit awkward since I had never been in the restroom alone with a professor let alone while he was peeing right next to me all while having a conversation with me. The restroom set up is a bit strange but they tried to compact everything to fit a small room. The urinals were left of the three sinks, I was in the middle sink washing my hands, that sink had a mirror the was slightly angled giving me a view of my legs and waist. When I looked up expecting to be able to see my professors face since he was speaking to me I was surprised to see a full view of his penis as he was peeing. I couldn’t stop looking at it he wasn’t hard but he was hung! As he finished he squeezed it and slightly stroke it. I don’t think he realized at the moment I had seen him. I quickly finished and dried my hands then left to class, while in class I couldn’t focus on anything other than the fact the professor had a huge cock. I have a feeling he did know I had seen something cause he was a bit awkward and shy towards me that day. I was hoping the professor and I would do something cause the next week as I went to the restroom he saw me pass by and quickly got up and followed me, he even joked and said “looks like I’m stalking you.” As I opened the door to the restroom he rushed before me to the urinal. I was so nervous and shy that I fucking dropped my AirPods on the floor and they went flying all over the floor. I couldn’t tell if he was trying to signal anything cause I was trying to get my headphones. When I was done getting them he was just sipping up his zipper.
 
Must be the heat, in the week I’ve seen two guys freeballing that I could see their nuts up the leg of their shorts. One guy sitting on a sofa in a furniture store, I was maybe 10 feet away in the aisle could see his balls right up the baggy legs of his shorts as he sat there reading his phone waiting for his wife. Other I was stopped at a stop sign, guy sitting on his front stairs legs apart in baggy basketball shorts (reading his phone again). I was pretty sure what I saw, turned corner and parked, got out and walked back by for a better look. Hot summer balls hanging and plump pecker hanging there too, perfectly clear and he was oblivious. I actually walked around the block for another look this time getting his attention. After nodding and a “hey”, I said something about the heat leaving us all with our junk hanging south and looked straight at his cock and balls, he replied “yea I guess so,” seemed a little embarrassed and went into the house. LOL
 
I can remember being in high-school and taking the bus to our weekly sporting venue.

As part of an unspoken rule, the boys in their final year would always congregate the back of the bus and the ‘cool guys’ would always get the long seat.

I went to an all boys college, and our sport uniform were very short black cotton shorts and a red tee. This was the age of satin boxer shorts and freeballing, so it was very rare for anyone to be wearing briefs or underwear in general.

I always made sure to position myself halfway down the bus, where I was eye level to get a glimpse of anything by chance. More often than not there would always be a flash of ball or dickhead. But you couldn’t look too long without being obvious.

I remember one day, the most popular and hottest guy in school sat right in the middle of the back seat at the end of the aisle. He was totally straight, had a steady girlfriend, played on the school volleyball team. He had that perfect sun kissed skin, a mop of blonde hair, blue eyes, turned up nose, and a long slender toned body. He was also incredibly kind and a great guy by reputation.

During some of the banter with his mates, he unconsciously put his hand down his pants to readjust himself and pulled up his shorts for comfort and ended up sliding his whole package into one short leg. He wasn’t wearing anything under his shorts, and he unknowingly put his entire cock and balls out on display. It was the biggest dick I’d ever seen in person at this point in my life, surrounded by a full bush of blonde hair.

I was like a deer in headlights and totally mesmerized. I couldn’t look away. My mouth was watering and my own cock was getting thick. I was staring a lot longer than was safe to do so. And he noticed.

He was looking at me looking at his junk. I don’t know how long he was watching me watch him.

I panicked and looked away, praying he wasn’t going to call me out or start something. After a few minutes I took a risk and glanced back and he was still staring at me. He held my gaze and we ended up staring at each other for a good couple of awkward seconds.

Then, still holding my gaze, he gave me the tiniest of smirks. He discreetly shifted his leg and tugged a finger at the opening of his shorts to practically flop his entire package out for me, and cupped it in his hand. Then with two fingers he bounced his balls and cock at me.

I was so shocked, turned on, embarrassed. It was overwhelming and I had to look away. I didn’t look back for the rest of the bus trip.

From then on, whenever we crossed paths in the halls, or when he would see me on the bus, even when I would walk nearby when he was with his mates, he would ALWAYS give me the smallest of winks and secret smile. He never told anyone. It was just between us. Most of the time I would look away embarrassed, but secretly loving it.
I knew he wasn’t gay or into me, but I think he just enjoyed the playfulness of it all.

There was only one other similar instance with him during a swimming carnival. The School swim team wore black speedos. And of course he was a member. He had just finished and won a race. Climbed out of the pool, returned to the benches with applause and congrats from his mates, and I was sitting a bench below since we were in the same house. When everyone was paying attention to the next race, I glanced behind me and was perfectly eye level with his bulge about a foot away. His legs open wide. Water still dripping from the blonde hair on his thighs. He saw me and opened his legs even wider, squeezed his crotch discreetly, water dripping from the outline of his cock head and balls. I looked up at him, and of course, he winked.

He graduated eventually and married the girl he was seeing during highschool. He’s forever since been the subject of my wank fantasies.
 
Must be the heat, in the week I’ve seen two guys freeballing that I could see their nuts up the leg of their shorts. One guy sitting on a sofa in a furniture store, I was maybe 10 feet away in the aisle could see his balls right up the baggy legs of his shorts as he sat there reading his phone waiting for his wife. Other I was stopped at a stop sign, guy sitting on his front stairs legs apart in baggy basketball shorts (reading his phone again). I was pretty sure what I saw, turned corner and parked, got out and walked back by for a better look. Hot summer balls hanging and plump pecker hanging there too, perfectly clear and he was oblivious. I actually walked around the block for another look this time getting his attention. After nodding and a “hey”, I said something about the heat leaving us all with our junk hanging south and looked straight at his cock and balls, he replied “yea I guess so,” seemed a little embarrassed and went into the house. LOL

awesome story. The only difference between you and me is that I’d have sparked up a conversation but made no illusion to any accidental exposure haha. I never tell men when they’re accidentally exposed haha
 
I can remember being in high-school and taking the bus to our weekly sporting venue.

As part of an unspoken rule, the boys in their final year would always congregate the back of the bus and the ‘cool guys’ would always get the long seat.

I went to an all boys college, and our sport uniform were very short black cotton shorts and a red tee. This was the age of satin boxer shorts and freeballing, so it was very rare for anyone to be wearing briefs or underwear in general.

I always made sure to position myself halfway down the bus, where I was eye level to get a glimpse of anything by chance. More often than not there would always be a flash of ball or dickhead. But you couldn’t look too long without being obvious.

I remember one day, the most popular and hottest guy in school sat right in the middle of the back seat at the end of the aisle. He was totally straight, had a steady girlfriend, played on the school volleyball team. He had that perfect sun kissed skin, a mop of blonde hair, blue eyes, turned up nose, and a long slender toned body. He was also incredibly kind and a great guy by reputation.

During some of the banter with his mates, he unconsciously put his hand down his pants to readjust himself and pulled up his shorts for comfort and ended up sliding his whole package into one short leg. He wasn’t wearing anything under his shorts, and he unknowingly put his entire cock and balls out on display. It was the biggest dick I’d ever seen in person at this point in my life, surrounded by a full bush of blonde hair.

I was like a deer in headlights and totally mesmerized. I couldn’t look away. My mouth was watering and my own cock was getting thick. I was staring a lot longer than was safe to do so. And he noticed.

He was looking at me looking at his junk. I don’t know how long he was watching me watch him.

I panicked and looked away, praying he wasn’t going to call me out or start something. After a few minutes I took a risk and glanced back and he was still staring at me. He held my gaze and we ended up staring at each other for a good couple of awkward seconds.

Then, still holding my gaze, he gave me the tiniest of smirks. He discreetly shifted his leg and tugged a finger at the opening of his shorts to practically flop his entire package out for me, and cupped it in his hand. Then with two fingers he bounced his balls and cock at me.

I was so shocked, turned on, embarrassed. It was overwhelming and I had to look away. I didn’t look back for the rest of the bus trip.

From then on, whenever we crossed paths in the halls, or when he would see me on the bus, even when I would walk nearby when he was with his mates, he would ALWAYS give me the smallest of winks and secret smile. He never told anyone. It was just between us. Most of the time I would look away embarrassed, but secretly loving it.
I knew he wasn’t gay or into me, but I think he just enjoyed the playfulness of it all.

There was only one other similar instance with him during a swimming carnival. The School swim team wore black speedos. And of course he was a member. He had just finished and won a race. Climbed out of the pool, returned to the benches with applause and congrats from his mates, and I was sitting a bench below since we were in the same house. When everyone was paying attention to the next race, I glanced behind me and was perfectly eye level with his bulge about a foot away. His legs open wide. Water still dripping from the blonde hair on his thighs. He saw me and opened his legs even wider, squeezed his crotch discreetly, water dripping from the outline of his cock head and balls. I looked up at him, and of course, he winked.

He graduated eventually and married the girl he was seeing during highschool. He’s forever since been the subject of my wank fantasies.

man this is awesome. Sounds like everyone loves a bit of accidental exposure.
 
awesome story. The only difference between you and me is that I’d have sparked up a conversation but made no illusion to any accidental exposure haha. I never tell men when they’re accidentally exposed haha

LOL, I often wouldn’t tell them either, but this time I was pretty much caught eyeballing the goods .
 
I went to boarding school in a warm part of Australia. As a senior in the boarding house one of the duties you had to do every now and then was wake everyone up, and at night with a checklist go around and ensure everyone was in bed before you went to sleep.

All of the rooms and dorms were designed in such a way that the beds face the doorway, ie your pillow was far away from the door and your feet were closest. You can imagine a boarding house full of teenage boys - it was often hot, so eveyone slept in nothing but boxers without a top sheet. I lost count of the number of time I saw boners sticking out, and balls hanging low. Especially in the morning, when people were still asleep, often their boxers had crawled up their legs and everything was hanging out. I use to love it.
 
I can share one about me. In the summer of 1987 my family rented a large beachfront house south of Boston. The house took up much of the small property and about 20 yards from the deck at the back of the house was a seawall on a public beach. I was hanging out on "the wall" with my brother, two close friends who were sisters, and a friend of ours who later became a boyfriend. We looked out on the beachgoers, relaxing, partying in the middle of a sunny summer's afternoon. A great time. My stepmother came out from the deck and on to the beach at some point and took a candid photo of us with her fancy 35 mm camera. I didn't see her take it. A few weeks later I had lunch with my father back up in the city. He handed me the photograph his wife had taken and said, "You're stepmother thought you might want this." In the photo, I was sitting on the wall, facing the beach, left leg dangling from the wall, the right bent knee-to chest with my elbow resting on my knee, hand holding a cigarette to my mouth. My entire sack and balls were hanging out from my shorts. I had had no idea my boys had been on display to the people on the public beach. I wish I still had that photo - I gave it to the friend who later became a boyfriend. I saw him for the first time in over 20 years last summer and asked if he still had it. He remembered the photo, but had lost it in one of many moves over the decades. Oh well.
 
I went to boarding school in a warm part of Australia. As a senior in the boarding house one of the duties you had to do every now and then was wake everyone up, and at night with a checklist go around and ensure everyone was in bed before you went to sleep.

All of the rooms and dorms were designed in such a way that the beds face the doorway, ie your pillow was far away from the door and your feet were closest. You can imagine a boarding house full of teenage boys - it was often hot, so eveyone slept in nothing but boxers without a top sheet. I lost count of the number of time I saw boners sticking out, and balls hanging low. Especially in the morning, when people were still asleep, often their boxers had crawled up their legs and everything was hanging out. I use to love it.

What a nice opportunity!
 
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I can remember being in high-school and taking the bus to our weekly sporting venue.

As part of an unspoken rule, the boys in their final year would always congregate the back of the bus and the ‘cool guys’ would always get the long seat.

I went to an all boys college, and our sport uniform were very short black cotton shorts and a red tee. This was the age of satin boxer shorts and freeballing, so it was very rare for anyone to be wearing briefs or underwear in general.

I always made sure to position myself halfway down the bus, where I was eye level to get a glimpse of anything by chance. More often than not there would always be a flash of ball or dickhead. But you couldn’t look too long without being obvious.

I remember one day, the most popular and hottest guy in school sat right in the middle of the back seat at the end of the aisle. He was totally straight, had a steady girlfriend, played on the school volleyball team. He had that perfect sun kissed skin, a mop of blonde hair, blue eyes, turned up nose, and a long slender toned body. He was also incredibly kind and a great guy by reputation.

During some of the banter with his mates, he unconsciously put his hand down his pants to readjust himself and pulled up his shorts for comfort and ended up sliding his whole package into one short leg. He wasn’t wearing anything under his shorts, and he unknowingly put his entire cock and balls out on display. It was the biggest dick I’d ever seen in person at this point in my life, surrounded by a full bush of blonde hair.

I was like a deer in headlights and totally mesmerized. I couldn’t look away. My mouth was watering and my own cock was getting thick. I was staring a lot longer than was safe to do so. And he noticed.

He was looking at me looking at his junk. I don’t know how long he was watching me watch him.

I panicked and looked away, praying he wasn’t going to call me out or start something. After a few minutes I took a risk and glanced back and he was still staring at me. He held my gaze and we ended up staring at each other for a good couple of awkward seconds.

Then, still holding my gaze, he gave me the tiniest of smirks. He discreetly shifted his leg and tugged a finger at the opening of his shorts to practically flop his entire package out for me, and cupped it in his hand. Then with two fingers he bounced his balls and cock at me.

I was so shocked, turned on, embarrassed. It was overwhelming and I had to look away. I didn’t look back for the rest of the bus trip.

From then on, whenever we crossed paths in the halls, or when he would see me on the bus, even when I would walk nearby when he was with his mates, he would ALWAYS give me the smallest of winks and secret smile. He never told anyone. It was just between us. Most of the time I would look away embarrassed, but secretly loving it.
I knew he wasn’t gay or into me, but I think he just enjoyed the playfulness of it all.

There was only one other similar instance with him during a swimming carnival. The School swim team wore black speedos. And of course he was a member. He had just finished and won a race. Climbed out of the pool, returned to the benches with applause and congrats from his mates, and I was sitting a bench below since we were in the same house. When everyone was paying attention to the next race, I glanced behind me and was perfectly eye level with his bulge about a foot away. His legs open wide. Water still dripping from the blonde hair on his thighs. He saw me and opened his legs even wider, squeezed his crotch discreetly, water dripping from the outline of his cock head and balls. I looked up at him, and of course, he winked.

He graduated eventually and married the girl he was seeing during highschool. He’s forever since been the subject of my wank fantasies.
Damn. That is a seriously hot story. I bet he loved the attention
 
I remember this one time that while working at a club...my buddy talked me into doing karaoke and it just happened to be on a night where I wore my laundry jeans which are jeans that are very tight and form fitting but have holes or slits all over them even slits below each ass cheek. So ...here I am up onstage singing this song and all of these guy were at the edge of the stage just clapping and cheering me on.

Hell...I got a huge standing ovation after I finished singing and even had dollar bills thrown on stage too. What I did not know or realized until my buddy brought it to my attention after wards was that the reason the guys were cheering me on was a combination of sounding good but the jeans I had on exposed an opening around my crotch area and although I had on a strap ...my balls were hanging out where you got a really nice view of them when I was up on the stage..so I was honored with a new nickname...Big Balls Jon...lol..oh well...
 
I can share one about me. In the summer of 1987 my family rented a large beachfront house south of Boston. The house took up much of the small property and about 20 yards from the deck at the back of the house was a seawall on a public beach. I was hanging out on "the wall" with my brother, two close friends who were sisters, and a friend of ours who later became a boyfriend. We looked out on the beachgoers, relaxing, partying in the middle of a sunny summer's afternoon. A great time. My stepmother came out from the deck and on to the beach at some point and took a candid photo of us with her fancy 35 mm camera. I didn't see her take it. A few weeks later I had lunch with my father back up in the city. He handed me the photograph his wife had taken and said, "You're stepmother thought you might want this." In the photo, I was sitting on the wall, facing the beach, left leg dangling from the wall, the right bent knee-to chest with my elbow resting on my knee, hand holding a cigarette to my mouth. My entire sack and balls were hanging out from my shorts. I had had no idea my boys had been on display to the people on the public beach. I wish I still had that photo - I gave it to the friend who later became a boyfriend. I saw him for the first time in over 20 years last summer and asked if he still had it. He remembered the photo, but had lost it in one of many moves over the decades. Oh well.

Ah, the days of 35mm film cameras and waiting a week to see the pictures.......I got caught with my balls hanging out similarly in a family photo. That was when it became common knowledge that I wasn’t a fan of wearing underwear :p
 
Ok, picking up from the first time I saw my dad stretch.

after him agreeing to me watching him stretch, I’d get up early every morning and stuff my face with breakfast so I could run upstairs and look at his crotch while he stretched before school.

I remember this one morning I was super early and was there for the entire duration, him getting up, rolling the covers back, and getting into the butterfly stretch (sitting up with soles of feet together).

It was then that I instantly saw skin out the left leg of his very short silk boxers. An entire testicle. The blinds were down but the morning sun was peeking through the sides, allowing me to see the mass of skin. Dad noticed he was exposed after a couple of minutes and pulled the crotch of his boxers tight to his inner thigh, where the inner thigh meets the ballsac. I couldn’t see anything now, but I noticed he didn’t do anything to fix the right boxers leg. It was gaping open, and I mean gaping.

so I went around to the other side of the bed and just stood there. I could see inside the leg and I noticed three large skin-coloured shapes; two large ovals And one large oblong, with a pitch black background (what I now know was a full black bush and crotch hair) as I looked further into the leg and into dad’s crotch. The lighting wasn’t the best, but I knew this was dad’s balls and dick and I kept looking.

After a while, dad said “Are you ready for school”? I replied “yep”. And kept looking. Nothing further was said. He didn’t notice the rest of the exposure, continued to stretch for another 5 mins and ordered me out of the room to get dressed before walking me to school.
 
On Sunday I was taking my dog to the park, as I was leaving I saw an older guy on a bicycle he was cycling with old style short shorts, and I noticed he was man spreading quiet a lot as he rode, probably because the bike’s too short for him but anyway I noticed his left furry testicles was popping out the side, it was a lovely sight. Decent sized testicle too, wouldn’t mind cupping it.