Inconveniently timed erections as a teen

What are your best (worst?) memories of getting an erection at an inconvenient moment, as a teen?

It seemed like I was getting a boner not just frequently, but at all the wrong times...and on one such occasion, I was 13 and reading one of those black and white horror magazines at the drug store...either "Eerie" or "Creepy." I doubted most of the parents of the boys reading them knew this, but the ladies in those comics frequently got stripped, whipped, etc. Great for sales.

The one I was reading featured an old Scottish laird confronting a beautiful servant girl (late teens, with big tits) of his, on the moor...someone who'd refused to sleep with him. He ordered his two manservants, "STRIP the wench!! And tie her to that post there!!"

The first panel, as his goons complied, showed the girl struggling as one guy held her arms and the other tore open her blouse, exposing her naked left breast and nipple. By the time they were finished, she was completely naked and tied to the pole, with both large breasts splayed across her chest, her legs spread and her ample pubic hair on full display. (The artist probably had limits to what the magazine was letting him show, as there was only a hint of her vulva.) After the laird and his goons finished ogling her and laughing, they left her there for a monster rumored to be in those parts.

I had never seen anything like that in my life. I was rock hard and tenting my jeans. The problem was, my Dad was talking to our minister at the entrance to the store, only twelve feet away, and it was only a matter of time before the Reverend came over to chat with me. I put the magazine back in the display immediately, but the hard-on just wouldn't go away, even as I switched to a Justice League comic. (Damn that Wonder Woman...)

I found something to pretend to look at, in the back of the store. One girl from my jr. high school noticed my predicament, on the way back there, and she giggled loudly, but she didn't give me away, and Dad and the preacher never noticed.

That night, I thought about tying *her* to that pole...

I'm sure we've all been in similar positions, especially as teens. Your favorite memory?

My most inconvenient erection occurred in a ninth grade English class. I must have been fantasizing about a young lady in the class that I had a terrific crash on just as I was called upon by the teacher. In those days you stood up when you were called upon. I recall standing sort of bent over to hide the rather obvious result of my day dreaming!

This used to happen to me all the time in middle school. In the middle of math or history class my mind would wander off thinking about girls - I can't even remember what exactly, I'm sure something extremely lame by my current standards - and I'd become afflicted with a huge boner in my pants. Panicked, I'd look at the clock and determine how much I had left to think other thoughts to get it to go away before the end-of-class bell rang.

Tenth grade, first period of the day, it was raining like crazy and I got to class about 15 minutes early. My history teacher (who was hot) got there early as well, and commenced to taking off her "rubbers" (her galoshes). She sort of crossed her legs (to take off the galoshes) in what you might call an "immodest" way. I caught a full on panty shot, and stared like a peeping tom. She completely noticed and asked "are you enjoying yourself?"

That was probably the most embarrassing boner I've EVER had....

There are two occasions that immediately came to my mind when I read this thread.

The first was a month or two into my first year of high school (9th grade so I was probably 14 y/o). This was back when group showers were mandatory at the end of each and every physical education class. Our P.E. teacher was a real hard-ass, ex-military type and during the first few months of school he rode us hard and always came back into the locker room after class to make sure that all of the boys were actually showering. He'd walk through the locker room slapping his wooden paddle against his palm to remind all of us of our fate if we didn't shower. The point is that we all quickly got used to his rules and knew that we were required to shower, and did so.

Fast forward a couple of months and our teacher stopped coming into the locker room after each class. We had all gotten used to his rules and routinely took our showers, so there wasn't a need for him to ride shotgun over us quite as much. So many of the boys (myself included) did what you might expect: We stopped showering after class. We figured that since he wasn't there to watch over us, he would never know.

We were wrong. On this one day after class, most of us went back into the locker room, stripped off our gym clothes and simply got redressed in our school clothes. I was almost fully dressed when our teacher walked into the locker room, with his trusty paddle in hand. He loudly reminded us about his rules concerning showering, and told us that he had been getting a lot of reports of smelly, sweaty boys from our next-class teachers (probably true), and that he wasn't going to stand for that. He informed us that we had about 30 seconds to get into the shower or we would be feeling his paddle, and then have to shower anyway. I quickly stripped again, threw my clothes in my locker and quickly ran toward the shower area. But because I was in such a hurry, I wasn't aware that I had popped a massive, full-on, boner. Honestly, I didn't realize it until I was in the shower area waiting for my turn to get wet and some of the other boys called it to my attention! I was rock-hard and pointing up. Needless to say, I earned several nick names that day that stuck with me throughout high school. I don't know exactly why I got excited on that day. I never did prior to that when we were required to shower. I think it was the idea that I wasn't expecting to shower. I had convinced myself that I was already safely dressed and I wouldn't have to shower that day. Or maybe it was thread of being paddled. I'm not really sure.

The other time I can remember was when I was 16 and getting a physical exam from my doctor. This was the same male doctor that I routinely saw for exams and sick visits, so it shouldn't have been any big deal to be examined by him. And I don't remember ever having an erection when I saw him before this. But on this occasion I was there for what was called a "work permit" physical. Since I was 16 and still in school, the state required me to have this routine physical before I was allowed to have an after-school job. The exam itself was very superficial and routine. He took my BP, examined my EENT, listened to my chest and back and that was really about it. For the exam I remember being fully clothed. I didn't even have to remove or pull-up my shirt.

I thought I was done when he told me to stand up and drop my pants. I wasn't expecting that at all and the order took my completely by surprise. I stood up, undid my belt and jeans and let them slide down to the floor. I honestly don't remember if he told me to pull down my briefs or if he pulled them down himself. But in any case, they went down, he sat down on a stool, and he performed a routine hernia exam while I stood in front of him. I remember having hernia and genital exams in the past without any problem at all. But on this visit, I popped a massive boner the moment that my jeans hit the floor. There I was standing in front of him, with my rock-hard penis staring him in the face. And to this day, I have no idea why, other than the fact that I wasn't expecting that as part of my exam since it had been so underwhelming and superficial up to that point.

I was part of a summertime swim team as a teen. We wore nylon Speedo swim suits. My suit was the slinkiest smooth garment I owned. Swim meets were held on Sunday afternoons and since the weather was usually wonderful, many families came to watch the racing. I was 14, slim and trim. As I stood on the starting blocks waiting for the starter gun to go off, my penis took it on itself to start sliding up the silky front panel of my Speedo. It was impossible to hide my boner from the men, women and children watching the race. In the stillness before the start, my boner reached its maximum length and hardness. Some boy in the crowd quietly said, "Look. He's got a boner!" No one else said anything, but there was a round of tittering. The moment stretched to a near eternity. I felt flush from head to toe with embarrament.

The gun signaled the start of the race. It was my best race time to date. I flew through the water. At the end, I jumped out of the pool and quickly walked to the locker room. Damn, the boner was still there!

Your swim team story was really familiar. I swam on a school swim team as a teen too but fortunately never had the dreaded full boner problem in front of the crowd at a meet even though I worried a lot about it. We wore nylon or spandex speedo type suits in the late 70s and we were all self-conscious at first about stepping out from the locker room onto the decks around the pools to be ready for our races. There were certainly boners that appeared and that were impossible to hide unless the boy was already in the water or jumped into the water.

The real worry was that a penis has a mind of its own and with teenage girl swimmers all around, I struggled not to think the sort of thoughts that could lead to the full boner in my suit. Even though I avoided that problem at swim meets, I couldn't avoid it completely at practices. Luckily, I was always in the water when it came on so I just stayed in the water until it went away. But I went to some late night parties in high school and college at homes and apartments that had pools. Not every time, but sometimes guys and girls strip down to their underwear to swim. And if it was a small party, it was considered nerdy not to join in.

So, even guys and girls who didn't like to swim stripped down and swam. No one swam nude but girls were in panties and bras and the guys were in their briefs. This was before boxers were popular so even though wet boxers are not all that modest, white briefs are even less modest when wet. There was the usual playing around in the pool once everyone was in and some of it was kind of sexual flirting. Anyway, I wasn't the only one, but I popped a huge boner and it wouldn't go down. Tried to stay away from the underwater lights in the pool so it wouldn't be obvious but it was. Couldn't get out in that condition and get away so just stayed in the pool even after the girl that I was with wanted to get out and did get out.

She knew what was going on in my shorts, but she wanted a drink or something. She kept calling to me to get out and was having her fun with my situation as she was out on the deck in her panties and bra. I'm sure that I wasn't the only guy in the pool that time or any other time with a boner but I was too embarrassed to be focused on anyone else's problem. Eventually, it went down enough that I crawled out of the pool and hung out with her on a lounge chair while we both dried off. I still felt self-conscious until I had a drink and then I didn't care. One of those situations where one thing led to another and she and I wandered out of the fenced backyard where the pool was into the house and we found a quiet spot to make out. Half buzzed, we still hadn't found out clothes and dressed. Boner came back with a vengeance but the timing was good.

I remember get an erection at the worst time at school and once at my doctors. During tenth grade math class, my mind wander to thinking about one of the girls in class. I guess it was pretty obvious that I wasn't paying attention then I was called by the teacher. Next, I had to go to the blackboard to solve this math problem. Standing in front of the class, awkwardly hold a paper trying to hind my hardon. Only drawing more attention to my jeans.

The second time, I was when I was 15 during my yearly physical. The same doctor The exam was just routine: stripped down to my underwear, vitals taken and then my doctor started the exam. I remember this visit my mom and doctor carrying on this conversation about different subjects. He started the abdomen exam, pulled my waistband down felt my penis, retracted my foreskin a few times and then my balls.

Apparently, his retracting my foreskin started an erection. Usually, the exam is done but he told me to stand up, legs apart and face the wall where my mom was sitting. I wasn't expecting what come next he pulled my briefs down to the floor. He was sitting down on a stool, I got a massive hardon the second he pulled my briefs down. If it was bad enough then having a massive rock hard erection In front of your mom. Then my doctor trying to be funny said something like " your penis works." I've had many genital and hernia exam over the years but never had a reaction like that exam. There has been times I've got semi-hard usually if It was the first time with either a new or a female doctor.

I don't ever remember getting an erection in the shower room in gym class. However, I do remember some guys did and they were teased mercilessly. I remember hearing "What's that whit stuff coming out ?" Before I knew what the white stuff was. Looking back I'm amazed that we had 7th and 8th boys showering together. The 7th graders were very immature and the 8th graders very well developed as far as puberty goes.

I do remember getting hard in my class just before gym class and hoping the erection would go away. It always did. I was terribly naive at that age having had no sex Ed at all until later.

Most embarrassing: Getting and staying hard every time I went in for my annual physical exam. Also: I remember in sixth grade having the bright idea to wear a pair of sweatpants to school--and of course everything shows when you're wearing those. At least jeans kind of keeps things in place as much as a piece of clothing can.

My experience was on the school bus. Something got 2 teenage girls and I playing with putting feet through the back of the seat to... surprise those in front.

One such day, I was behind and had been teasing them with putting my feet through the seat. On standing up to get my school bag from the rack above their heads, my erection was obvious and proud. The girls giggled in shock - and I was "Randy" for the rest of my time... with them.

Oversized baggy shirts were my friends during that period. That or a coat that was long enough to cover things.

Since every guy has been there (or will be there) you would think they'd be more understanding.

That said, even though I'm now old enough to have a bit more control I still worry, because there still are those times when no matter what you do the penis starts to stiffen on its own.

This was and was not all that embarrassing. In PE, everyone had to shower after gym and Coach always checked that we all had "wet hair." Of course, the showers were very different from today, since it is apparent men and boys are afraid to see one another naked today at the gym locker room.

For the real reason I will share in another post, Coach would frequently ask me to his office after showering, usually to make some comment about the length of my hair. We had a dress code that prohibited long hair that "covered a collar." My hair was long in a short ponytail. His hair was a buzz cut. He was the typical red head.

I would stand in front of him as he leaned back in his desk chair. He always wore those coach shorts and had red hairy legs. He was a big muscular man, the basketball coach. Coming from the shower, I would stand before him naked. My cock would get rock hard standing there. At first, he never even commented about the erect cock. I'll post about that conversation later.

Once Coach said something about my hair, that I was not a girl, and that damn pony tail should be cut, he tell me to get dressed and go to class. By then most of the other boys were gone out of the lockeroom and waiting to go to class. I always had to force my cock into underwear and slacks and rush to join them.

Absolutely the worst experience for me was at a high school water polo match my freshman year of high school. During a short break, I let my mind wander and saw a pretty girl in the stands, and of course at that age, boys get erect instantly. My mom had come to watch me play that day and of course got an eyeful.

Around the same time as above, I was spending a weekend with my maternal aunt, while my parents went with my older sister to scout a few colleges. I slept though the alarm that Saturday morning and my aunt came in to wake me up to get me to practice on time and I am sporting morning wood covered only by a sheet. I will never forget how when had the biggest grin on her face, but I was mortified.

The worst time was when I was 13 and at boy scout summer camp. It was our time for swimming and we were all ushered into a big changing room to put on out swim trunks. For some stupid reason I boned up in front of some other boys and one of the kids yelled out "he's got a boner" and I think about 20 other kids started looking and laughing at me. Afterwards at the lake a few guys did ask me if it was true since they hadn't actually seen me. Of course I denied everything and just laughed with them.

Forget erections as a teen, i was getting them since five years old for no apparent reason! Anyway the worst thing was the bus on the way to school..... something about the vibration of the bus, i dunno? But i would be literally sweating with concentration trying to get it to go down before the end of the trip! Not fun!!

In my 7th grade history class I had a huge boner thinking about a certain cute blond girl In the room then the teacher called me to the blackboard to explain about some country,those were the days of tight chino pants and I had no way of hiding my hardon everybody was smirking at my situation and turning sideways to the blackboard made it even more noticeable! Then the bell rang and I got out of class very red faced ! Then out in the hallway between classes I realized that I had several new male friends who sympathized with my situation, even though they were considered “nerdy kids” we became fast friends and JO buddies throughout jr high school. My parents sent me to a military school for high school but that’s a whole another chapter !!

had several new male friends who sympathized with my situation, even though they were considered “nerdy kids” we became fast friends and JO buddies throughout jr high school.

Good for you. I remember I was too much of a goody-goody in high school. I later learned that some of the kids who were considered ‘nerdy’ had really been getting it on sexually with girls and others, even up to some threesome heavy petting (I was in an all-boys Jesuit high school). Made me envious and sad when I learned about all the sexual action the nerds had been getting.

Yet another missed opportunity of my boring youthful days. I should have become friends with the nerds and got in on some actual, real life sex.

A number of times when I was in Junior High and High School I got an erection when I was called up to the blackboard to solve a problem or had to do a presentation in front of the class. It seemed that whenever I was nervous I'd get a very noticeable erection like a tentpole in my pants.