I hear the sounds of the faucet being turned on full-blast followed by a very relieved “AHHHHHHH” come from the bathroom.Ībout five minutes go by and my buddy comes back into my room, sleeping bag over his shoulder and hand around his crotch. My friend proceeds to stand up in the sleeping bag and bunny-hop down the hall to the bathroom. I don’t want to wake up my parents across the hall, so I’m muffling as much laughter as I can while my friend lies in agony.įinally I get enough air in my lungs to tell him to go wash it off. I’m burying my face in my pillow because I’m laughing so hard I can’t breathe. His eyes go wide, he clutches his junk, and curls into the fetal position. He pulls his hand out, sniffs it again, and asks “What’s that supposed to dooooAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” I see his hand disappear down into the sleeping bag and see motions that are indicative of someone playing with their balls. He does so and comes up with an amount equivalent to a golf ball. “Two fingers in the jar, run them around the inside.” Dunno if it was to verify it was genuine Vicks, or if he’d never used it before, but he did. He looks at it, unscrews the cap, and sniffs the bottle. “I dare you to rub this on your scrotum.” Trying to think of something that would end this, without blatantly telling him “I dare you to STFU so I can sleep” I spy the bottle on my little nightstand and I backhand swat it to him. Sitting on my nightstand is a jar of Vicks Vap-o-Rub. I had just gotten over being sick, with bad bronchitis. Still to this day, I don’t know why he did it… But he picked Dare. So in an effort to attempt to get some sleep, I tell him “either you pick Dare, or I roll over and ignore your ass”. Now, I’ve gotta work in the morning, and by this time he’s just rehashing shit he’s already said. So, in order to let him get something off his chest, I asked him “Truth or Dare?” and it starts probably 3 or so hours of him talking about his shit. But he’s the sort of person that wants the cover of it “being a game” in case he says something that someone is put off by. He’s laying on the floor of my room, and I know he wants to talk about his issues.
He was also having “girl trouble”, as he was the sort of guy who would fall HARD in love with any girl who gave him the time of day, let alone showed any interest in him.Īnywho, my family took him in and let him crash there for a few weeks while his folks came to their senses. My buddy had gotten kicked out of his house, and had emotional issues stemming from living with narcissists, Tourettes Syndrome, and being an introvert. After we told him no he offered a replacement dare, which was to go down the street and burn down the church. My friends little brother (9 or 10 years old) came in and dared one of the girls to slit her finger open, put a paperclip into her finger then stick that paperclip into an electrical outlet while it was still in her finger. That started a long chain of “Wait Bob had sex with Sally? When?” etc. Instead, we found out that the man had received a BJ from every woman there and one of the men. Everyone watched… 4. An Truth Nobody Wanted To KnowĪt a party someone asked “Who gave you the best blowjob ever?” hoping to get a compliment. When a guy I didn’t know was dared to jack off under a blanket and finish while everyone watched. Then the girl gets drunk, tries it on with a few guys there (to which they all rejected), confessed her love to another guy there, threatened to kill herself, then fell asleep. When he received the dare he literally just got up and walked out the house. This girl asked her friend to dare someone to have unprotected sex with her.
He comes out from the other room completely naked and gyrating, saying “You got more than you bargained for!” 2. What A Wild Ride At a sleepover in junior high we dared our friend to strip down to his underwear…you know, homoerotic pubescent stuff.
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