A local BBQ joint to get some brisket and when I began to eat it, I dropped some BBQ sauce on by crotch. I didn't want it to stain my jeans, so I got up immediately and walked into the bathroom. The sink was so shallow and the faucet had such a high water pressure, when I turned the valve, water splashed out from the sink, all over my crotch. As this was happening a man walked in as I was standing over the sink, in front of the mirror looking at my crotch in disbelief. I tried to play it cool and kept rubbing the sauce out with my thumb. After he left, I was able to get the BBQ sauce completely off my jeans, but when I reached for paper towel, there was none left. I had to stand on my tippy toes to get my balls as close to the blow dryer as I could to dry crotch. I quickly found out the heat was more than I could stand and burt my balls with in a few seconds. I ended up walking out of the bathroom, looking like I peed my pants and my balls were aching from the high temperature blow dryer. I felt frustrated and ashamed. I just needed to to talk about it.

seems in marked contradiction to someone who says, "tippy toes."  As far as your story, not that unique for any guy here over 12 y o.

said, "sometimes real life is stranger than fiction."

For most of that post, I was SMH thinking where TF was this going and then why TF you were posting that story on TER.  Then I got to the last sentence: "I just needed to [] talk about it."  At that, I burst out laughing.  Amen, brother.  Sometimes we post just to let it out.  We've all been there in some form or fashion.  I remember being at an event where I bent down to pick something up only to hear my pants rip open in the back.  I was trapped at the event and had to make the best of a generally humiliating experience the rest of the night.  Sometimes commiserating with like minds gives us the catharsis we need to laugh at ourselves and turn around a bad day.  Thanks for sharing the story.  Here's to tomorrow being a better day!

The best BBQ comes from a grill on wheels along the side of the road.

If it was good BBQ , I'd say you had a good day!

like something that would happen to me. I'm sorry for you, but in hindsight it's a pretty great story!

Wanna talk about it? Geesh man, if that's the kind of crap you need to talk about, then God forbid something serious happen to ya!!  Am I the only logical person here that sees this  BBQ story on "The Erotic Review"  isn't, wasn't and doesn't need to be here? I haven't been here in a while and that's the first post I read. I'm wondering if I should go to the next one now. Jimena Xmas!!

and set yourself free. I do it every day.  
Set myself free that is. Stopped peeing  
my pants a long time ago  

this place is a great place to vent about things and in ways you couldn't anywhere else!

Let's see if the rules still apply here.