co_delphi
09-20-2005, 01:09 AM
During my college days I was enrolled in a degree program for networking technologies. As anyone who has also experienced degree programs you are aware that they like to include requirements for classes that would never be used in the line of work you are getting the degree for. Mine required 3 credits of PE.
Due to transfer credits from military I only needed one more credit of PE so I enrolled in a Tae Kwon Do class. One of the requirements of the class was to wear loose fitting clothing to allow you to bend, stretch, and kick comfortably. So decked out in my comfy t-shirt and flannel pajamma pants I was ready to work out.
Due to this being a community college it tended to hold classes in whatever room was available, and our particular class was being held in the dance studio room (waxed wood floors and mirrors on all walls).
Every day we would start the class with around 20 minutes of jumping jacks, followed by push ups, and usually a few squat thrusts. Now being that these types of excercises are not that mentally stimulating, I would usually keep my mind occupied by using the mirrored walls to watch the womens breasts bounce while doing jumping jacks.
On one particular morning we were doing our morning jumping jacks and I was admiring the scenery when I got the surprise of my life. Somehow my semi erect penis performed it's own gymnastics by snaking out of the pee flap of my boxers, then out of the pee flap of my pajamma pants and was now flopping happily up and down with the jumping jacks. Now although I cannot verify if anyone else but me noticed this, I have a creeping feeling that the 50+ teacher did as she didn't question my sudden need to go to the locker room as I searched for a safety pin.
Due to transfer credits from military I only needed one more credit of PE so I enrolled in a Tae Kwon Do class. One of the requirements of the class was to wear loose fitting clothing to allow you to bend, stretch, and kick comfortably. So decked out in my comfy t-shirt and flannel pajamma pants I was ready to work out.
Due to this being a community college it tended to hold classes in whatever room was available, and our particular class was being held in the dance studio room (waxed wood floors and mirrors on all walls).
Every day we would start the class with around 20 minutes of jumping jacks, followed by push ups, and usually a few squat thrusts. Now being that these types of excercises are not that mentally stimulating, I would usually keep my mind occupied by using the mirrored walls to watch the womens breasts bounce while doing jumping jacks.
On one particular morning we were doing our morning jumping jacks and I was admiring the scenery when I got the surprise of my life. Somehow my semi erect penis performed it's own gymnastics by snaking out of the pee flap of my boxers, then out of the pee flap of my pajamma pants and was now flopping happily up and down with the jumping jacks. Now although I cannot verify if anyone else but me noticed this, I have a creeping feeling that the 50+ teacher did as she didn't question my sudden need to go to the locker room as I searched for a safety pin.