We Must Never Speak of This Again

Most of us have experienced a moment in our lives that was so utterly mortifying we swore never to speak of it again. You know exactly what I'm talking nearly even if you lot try to deny it. These Redditors are breaking their silence about the most embarrassing situations they've ever been a part of and it'll make you lot experience infinitely better about whatever you lot've done—or so we tin can promise.

1.

My Divorced dad was playing horseshoes in a league with my Aunt (moms sister). They went together one dark when I was almost sixteen. I went to a friends house to sleepover and didn't think any more than of it. Until I got abode the next morning and her car was still in the driveway. Innocent and stupid me went into the house expecting my aunt to maybe exist crashed on the couch or something. Then I heard the shower running and thought, weird, perhaps she's taking a shower before she leaves. Then I heard my dads laugh coming from the bathroom with my aunt laughing likewise. I tip toed out of the house and went correct back to my friends house completely flabbergasted by what I simply walked in on.

—HilaryKay25

ii.

Me and one of my friends were hanging out when we were probably…. x or xi. We went behind an simple school on the weekend to play and ended up going behind a dumpster and getting naked and looking at each other. We never hung out again and every time nosotros saw each other throughout loftier school information technology was a little weird.

—MooseHoneyBee

3.

I had internal bleeding and actually low blood force per unit area. I was in the hospital and instructed to not try to stand or walk since I'd faint. I didn't obey that.

I went to accept a piss and my girlfriend saw and chased later me. She defenseless upwardly just in time to throw herself between me and the floor to preclude me from smashing my caput open up as I barbarous back unconscious, dick out, peeing all over everything on the way downwardly.

I awoke with her sandwiched between me and the tile floors, lying in a puddle of my piss.

And that's really the moment I realized I should marry that girl.

I did.

But that's not the story I tell when someone asked, "when did you know she was the 1?"

—Nylund

4.

I was nigh fifteen. Definitely one-time enough to know better.

I was putting spiders and ice cubes on the super hot wood stove considering the Leidenfrost effect was interesting.

I idea it would be funny to do information technology with piss. It was not funny to practice it with piss.

For the uninitiated, what happens is the piss vaporizes and depending on the volume of your bladder, produces a thick and clearly visible dark chocolate-brown deject. If you can imagine the smog line in LA, information technology looks like that. That cloud hugs the ceiling and hangs downwards about a human foot. Information technology doesn't really move because it's water vapor and it leaves a moving picture on everything it touches.

It smells like….well…similar burnt piss, and yous can also taste information technology. The deject absolutely does non dissipate earlier your mother gets dwelling house from work.

I was sort of a naughty kid anyhow, so she idea I had started a fire with something. In order to avoid a worse penalty I had to take dumbsponsibility. That was the only time I tin think her looking at me with actual hatred.

—MrdrBrgr

5.

Ane faithful nighttime when I was around 12, I woke up and for some reason I was certain I was hella belatedly for school. I threw on some apparel and walked into the kitchen, still one-half comatose.

What I saw in the kitchen was utterly confusing. My dad was continuing there, dick out, chugging milk straight from the carton like a madman. I looked at him, but was also tired to be shocked, he on the other hand looked like he had been cought chugging milk by the ghost of Hitler. Then I looked up at the clock. It was 04 AM. I really didn't understand annihilation except that I could slumber more at this bespeak, and then without a word I simply turned effectually slowly and went dorsum to bed.

The look on his face nevertheless haunts me

Edit: I forgot to mention that he never put the carton downwardly. He simply stared at me in shock, milk to rima oris, until I left. For all I know he stood at that place chugging milk with his dick out all night

I meant fateful, merely at this point I'g just going with it

—Z4rk0s

6.

When my uncle died we were going through his business firm to articulate it. Nosotros found 5-six cameras and checked them to come across if there were whatsoever photos of him for his mother every bit she didn't have many.

Turns out he was into domination and had a large diversity of porn quality pictures of himself partaking in his fetish. threescore twelvemonth former homo existence dominated by similarly aged males and females. They are seared into my soul.

Myself and my father were checking together and fabricated a pact not to tell anyone else or speak of information technology again

—DrasticXylophone

seven.

Well me and the wife were out on the lake angling. When all suddenly I felt the rumbling in my gut. I was about to shit my pants. I looked effectually and noticed we were no where virtually a dock and at that place was nobody else on the water.

Then I looked my wife in the eye and told her I was sad and loved her very much. I then proceeded to hang my ass over the side of the boat and had the Hershey squirts. It was over quite quickly thankfully. My wife passed me a few old receipts from her purse then I could wipe. She told me she even so loved me and nosotros kept on fishing.

—Kinhammer

8.

Was having quite rough sex with my ex-girlfriend and we idea we were home solitary, so she decided that she'd scream the business firm down with her moaning. Screams 'fuck me daddy!' actually loudly and when nosotros stop about 10 minutes later, we go to the bath to clean up.

Bump into her so 14 year old brother on the landing and make direct center contact with him. He but looks at me oddly and grimaces at his older sis. I still cringe to this day.

—AbhorrentIngestion

9.

My brother had an imaginary girlfriend with an imaginary Facebook profile. She would post loving, imaginary messages on his wall. I asked about her a few times then got a little more than persistent. Ater a while, I got suspicious and did an epitome search for her photos. They were for another person in another country. Likewise, no i every saw the imaginary girlfriend. If someone asked me virtually her after seeing their loving Facebook exchanges, I would kind of imply that we'd met to spare my brother (and myself) embarrassment. Eventually, he stopped talking about the imaginary girlfriend and she stopped posting imaginary things. I will never enquire what happened to her. I'm pretty sure he will never mention her again. She'southward still on Facebook.

—Goldeverywhere

10.

When I was 8 years erstwhile I went swimming with my brother and his girlfriend at my grandparents house. Our house wasn't far and so we just walked back in our swimsuits. Once we got dorsum to the house I was told to shower and wait for them in the living room until they've showered. So my brother and his girlfriend went downward into our basement where my brothers room was and I went into the upstairs bathroom to shower. I realized I didn't take a towel and started to make my way to my mother'southward bath for a towel. That is when I noticed a cucumber sitting on the counter. Bare with me here this is where it gets odd. I took the cucumber and went downstairs. As I approached my brothers chamber door I shoved the cucumber in my swimming trunks. I was simply imagining the hilarity that would come after I showed them my goofy flim-flam. So I swing the door open in consummate confidence and the first thing I run across is my brother tearing off his girlfriend's bikini top with his rima oris. The cucumber hit the floor as well as my jaw. There they were. The first breasts I'd always laid eyes on. Of a sudden I made centre contact with my brothers girlfriend and then with my brother. I looked down and saw the cucumber at my anxiety and said "I….. wanted you to think the cucumber was my weiner as a joke." I picked up the cucumber, turned and shut the door behind me. My brother and his girlfriend are now married and have been together for 12 years. We've never spoken of that event again.

—Splinter117

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