What an invigorating topic. I can feel all different parts of me stiffening up as I read . . .
Actually, I find nipple erections terribly embarrassing, but I just try to ignore it and hope it will go away. There is one woman who walks around our office (KimKatt, is that you?) in an almost perpetual state of “frimples.” I figure if she can survive the embarrassment, so can I.
If I have a sweater or something, though, I will usually try to cover them up.
Maybe I should take another look into the padded bra solution, although I think they probably still don’t make 'em in my size. (The designers probably laugh 'till they pass out at the idea of making a padded bra for boobs this big; they don’t even make clothes for women with breasts this size).
I am amazed at how most guys react to “frimples” as if they are always a sexual phenomenon. Wishful thinking, I guess, when except for in certain very specific situations, it is almost always a biological response that has nothing to do with sexual arousal.
Can’t comment personally on the penis issue, but regarding involuntary nipplage: this is where long hair comes in handy! Nature’s own shield… 'course, then there are the days when I have my hair up. And my office is much like KimKatt’s. Those are the days you just have to trust to the decency of your fellow employees
I’ve honestly never noticed a man walking around with an erection in public.
As far as my nipples are concerned, I never really considered it to be embarrassing to have them be erect in public. My bra is usually thick enough to hide them, but even if it weren’t I don’t think I’d care.
The only thing that does bother me is when I am bending down to hold a dog, and I give everyone a great view down my scrub top. I think that is a little more than any of my co-workers or clients need to see.
Nipplage, I have heard. Frimples is a new one to me. The high school term was Headlights. How many terms are there, anyway?
Michi, I’m a network support tech. First day on the job, I’m dressed the way I have always dressed for office jobs - in a skirt. I ended up lying flat on my back on the floor, underneath this guy’s desk tracing cables. Needless to say, it was the last time I wore a skirt on that job! At least he was gentleman enough not to sit down at the desk while I was working.
And for you guys, you do indeed have my utmost sympathy. I’m not even being sarcastic here. While we women have our share of biological bull to deal with, most of it we can keep to ourselves. I don’t know how some of you poor boys survived high school.
Sqrl, if no one said anything to your face - you went to a kinder high school than I did!
While asleep your kidneys are busy filling your bladder. To refrain from peein in the bed the spincter muscle tightens to hold back the pee which causes the penis to pump blood to itself producing that wonderful morning woody. By the way I have absolutely no medical facts to back that up.
Oh yeah and there is that oxygenated thingie too I guess.
I’m lobbying to have the A/C turned down too… Somewhere just above freezing should do.
I dated a woman years ago that was in a nearly constant state of nipplage. She had a centerfold’s figure and the most beautiful nipples that stood out nearly 3/4" when not restricted. Perhaps her most embarrassing nipplage moment was the first time that we were intimate. She realized, all too late, that she’d neglected to retire to the bathroom to remove the BandAids that she used daily to lessen the visuals.
Well, no one said anything directly to my face. They were all 6th through 8th graders if that gives you an idea about how evil they could be. I would hear them talking behind my back but never to me directly. As I said earlier I moved about two months later and didn’t have to put up with that anymore. It was awful at the time but now I think it is kind of funny albeit it is 13-15 years later.
Well, I apparently have type A nipples. Very rarely are they below 1/4 pointy. They don’t make padded bras in my size, and I wouldn’t wear ‘em anyways. All Gods’ mammals got nipples, so I don’t feel any reason to hide the existence of my own. They’re awfully apparent when I wear knit shirts, too.
I’ve been a lifeguard for a few years now, and our uniform shorts don’t leave much room for improvising. So one has to devise clever ways of hiding it. And it almost always happens right before the station change comes around.
As for morning wood, I’ve heard the full bladder explanation more often than the oxygenation deal, but both sound reasonable.
And about tittie hard ons, (or CWI’s-cold weather indicators) there was a girl in my high school who was always erect. Always. I don’t know why that is so fascinating.
As a teenager, yes, I was very embarassed. At 37 It is more of a brag. I have been caught in a friendship hug with a cutie and had old Johnson stand at attention. She giggled. When a girl sits on your lap, it grows. I just be polite and enjoy it.
"Take thou no scorn to wear the horn;
It was a crest ere thou wast born:
Thy father’s father wore it,
And thy father bore it:
The horn, the horn, the lusty horn
Is not a thing to laugh to scorn."
–As You Like It, Act 4, Scene ii
My nipples are hard about half the time, but most of these occurences is for one nipple and not the other. I wouldn’t mind if I had nipplitis on both sides, but it looks silly to just have one hard nipple.
I think that it’s not a big deal when I see a guy who’s hard in public. The last time i remember seeing someone hard was at a party. This guy was dancing with me and another girl and he got the most obvious boner. At least no one except me and the other girl noticed. One of my friends told me about how he got hard during class watching a girl I’m friends with suck on a lollipop. That would’ve been highly amusing to see.
I don’t believe I have ever noticed a public erection other than my hubby’s. Of course, that could be because I always seem to have my hand there.
Regarding nipples: Ever since I had my daughter (maybe the breastfeeding had something to do with it?), my nipples are almost always hard. I’ve taken to wearing a minimizing bra which…well, minimizes it but they’re still noticeable. I gave up trying.
At least he was gentleman enough not to sit down at the desk while I was working.
It was awful at the time but now I think it is kind of funny albeit it is 13-15 years later.