What embarrassing things have happened to you in the bathhouse?

When I was in junior high school in 1977, there was a state-owned factory not far from my home. The factory had a bathhouse. The conditions were not very good and there was no ventilation. And it’s free and unmanaged. At first there was a men's pool and a women's pool, but then for some unknown reason only one pool was opened, one, three, five, sun and a women's pool. Two, four, six, male pool. It was very cold that winter. I went into the bathhouse with a few friends at about 7 o'clock on Thursday night. The friends all took off their clothes. I felt so anxious that I went into the inner pool to relieve myself. Once I entered, it was too foggy in winter to see the bathhouse. I couldn't see anyone in the pool. After I finished undressing my little hands, I wanted to feel if the water was hot, so I walked to the edge of the pool and vaguely saw a person taking a bath with only his head exposed. I touched the water and asked the master if it was hot. You know that "ah" scream, gangster! I was startled, and then I ran outside. The people outside who were taking off their clothes and those who had finished taking off their clothes all looked at me blankly. I said, run away, girl, this is such a mess that I don’t even bother to get dressed. Yi hugged her clothes and ran outside. The more the women inside scolded us, the faster we ran. When we ran to the gate and met an uncle we knew, we asked what was going on. The uncle told us that the date had changed and the second, fourth, and sixth girls were in the pool. Didn’t we know that? The amused uncle and the others laughed. Now that I am in my fifties, when I see the bathhouse, I am reminded of that joke!

At that time, I lived in a chemical factory in the northwest. I was twelve years old. Many times after school in the afternoon, I was dragged by my classmates to take a bath in the male employee bathhouse. He said: "Those uncles' penises "It's so big, and there's a lot of hair on it." I walked into the bathhouse and saw the workers' uncles taking off their clothes under the faucets on the left and right sides. I was really curious. I was surprised that everything about these uncles was bigger than ours. At first, I thought. I was quite embarrassed and flustered, but now that I’ve been there so many times, it doesn’t matter anymore.

I remember one time, when I was taking a bath, an eight or nine-year-old girl ran in, holding soap and towel in her hand and called: Dad, the soap and towel are here. With that said, he walked up to a naked man under a water faucet and presented him with something.

When I saw the girl, I couldn't help but hurriedly cover my penis. I heard my classmate say angrily to the girl: Don’t be ashamed, women go into men’s bathhouses! I don’t know why the girl was not ashamed at all, but replied: My father asked me to bring towels.

This incident left an unforgettable memory for me. Why? First, for the first time, I felt what it was like to be shocked and ashamed. Secondly, I don’t understand how a female can walk into a men’s bathhouse?

Many years later, I realized that children bathing together with adults has a sense of sexual enlightenment. They are innocent and curious, and have no distracting thoughts from the adult world.

When I was in high school, I lived on campus. After winter, it was no longer possible to take a bath in the water room in the dormitory. On a weekend, my classmates and I went to the bathhouse in the town for the first time.

By the time I took off my clothes, my classmate had already entered. I saw him entering a corridor, and then I followed him.

There was a small door at the end of the corridor. When I was about to go in, a woman suddenly shouted in panic behind me, "What are you going to do!"

I turned around and saw that The woman was only wearing underwear. I had never seen such a situation before. She pushed the door open in a panic, and the inside suddenly exploded. It turned out to be the women's bathroom. Later, I realized that there was a small door at the corner at the other end of the corridor. That was Men's bath.

My mind went blank at the time and I had no idea how I escaped. Later I was taken to the police station.

Fortunately, a police officer at the police station saw that I was from a rural area and was still a student. He basically understood what was going on and didn't embarrass me, so he just let me go back.

This is not the most embarrassing thing. The most embarrassing thing is that this incident later spread in the school. Some people even said that I had gone to peek several times, so that the female classmates later detoured when they saw me. And go.

Maybe it was a chance. I didn’t fall in love early in high school. I just dived into books and later got admitted to my ideal university.

Speaking of the bathhouse, it reminds me of a childhood incident. This incident still makes me feel a little ashamed of those two girls. We boys did a little too much at that time. I wonder if it caused any psychological harm to the two girls?

At that time, we were all children of seven or eight years old. We love it when a bunch of kids run down to the mine together. The guards generally do not allow children to run around inside for fear of affecting normal production. We often rush in collectively when the guard is not paying attention. At that time, bathing was still a troublesome thing for us, because there were generally no bathing facilities and conditions at home. So, we boys often went with our father to the bathhouse in the mine to take a bath (there was only a men's bathhouse in the mine), and we got to know the distribution inside the mine very well.

That summer vacation, seven or eight of us naughty kids rushed to the mine compound together again. There are six boys and two girls in our group of children. While we were running around aimlessly inside, one of the oldest boys suggested that we should take the girls to the bathhouse to play. The two girls didn't understand the situation and agreed casually. We boys looked at each other with evil smiles on our faces. Because what happens next may surprise them.

After the coal miners get off work, they are covered in coal ash because they work underground for a long time.

Therefore, they have a habit: in a changing room before arriving at the bathhouse, they will take off their dirty kiln clothes, then hold clean casual clothes in their hands, and walk through the corridor about 100 meters without clothes. bathhouse. Since no women usually appeared in that corridor, everyone felt that it was nothing important.

That day, a few of us boys brought two girls to this corridor. One can imagine the panic when two little girls were brought to a place like this and saw a group of grown men without clothes. As they ran in a hurry, they bumped into someone walking in the opposite direction. When we boys saw their helpless and embarrassed expressions covering their eyes, we all laughed like pigs. When we went back in the evening, the two girls came to our parents crying. It can be heard that that night, the sound of "fried shredded pork with leather belt" echoed everywhere, and of course there were several boys crying and howling.

Although it has been a long time ago, there are two things that are still funny when I think about them now.

It was probably in the early 1980s, not long after the reform and opening up. At that time, I lived in a rural area and had several friends living in small counties. Once I went to visit them. After having a good meal and wine, they invited me to take a bath. That was the first time I took a shower in a county bathroom.

The bathrooms in the county are really high-end, with private rooms upstairs and baths downstairs. After drinking a cup of tea, I was ready to take a bath in the pool. Since it was my first time, I thought it would be the same as in the countryside, so I stripped naked and went to the bath downstairs. Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the stairs, a woman came up to him. I was startled and ran back to the box. Ask a friend, why is there a woman in the men's bathroom? But they laughed loudly and said I was rare and strange. They also said that if you want any special services, just contact them.

In the shower, my friends all rubbed their backs, and they told me to enjoy them too. When I was in the countryside, I never wiped my back when taking a shower. When I rubbed my back, I felt itchy all over. When the sensitive area was rubbed, the dick disobeyed and stood up. The back rub master also wanted to play a prank. He deliberately fiddled with it a few times, and his dick became even more erect. At that time, I really felt a little embarrassed.

To this day, my friends still tease me about these two things.

On weekends, he would take me to the bathhouse on the mine to take a bath. Every time my grandpa went there it was early in the morning, and I struggled to be dragged up by him every time. I thought my grandpa liked the hot water, so he just put the water in in the morning. The temperature was relatively high, and it was so hot that I didn’t even dare to get in the pool. I know that once the bathing time was a bit long, a group of coal miners who went down to the mine at night rushed into the bathhouse after work. Those people could not even see their faces. They were more African than Africans.

I have been going to bathhouses since I was a child. It is normal for everyone to see each other naked. However, once I took a classmate from the south to bathe in a bathhouse, which really embarrassed me. When I was a freshman, there were three southerners in our dormitory. The weather had just started and it wasn't cold yet. We usually took showers and stayed in the dormitory, so we didn't think anything was wrong. Later, the weather got colder and colder, so I had to go to the school bathhouse to take a bath. The first time I went to the bathhouse with my roommate from the south, I quickly took off all my clothes, and then my roommate looked at me in shock. It did not occur to me at the time that there were no bathhouses in the south like those in the north.

That winter, when I went to the bathhouse to take a bath, I found that my junior high school Chinese teacher, whom I had not seen for more than 20 years, happened to come down to check out. The teacher was old and the lenses on the bridge of his nose were thicker. My eyes instantly became moist! When I wanted to pay him, he refused to agree, so I threw 100 yuan at the counter and asked him to pay. The beautiful salesperson smiled and said, "Sir, the money is not enough. Your consumption is 20, and his consumption is 380!" "At that moment, I was drunk; when I turned around, I found that the teacher was missing...

I remember when I was in college, my roommate and I went to the bathhouse to take a bath together. The school was in the north, and my roommate and I were from the south. Then The two of us came to the shower in our underwear, and everyone around us had stripped naked, with their butts bare, swinging their lower bodies and walking around you. They looked at us two men in underwear with strange eyes, and we didn't say a word the whole time. , I was really embarrassed and hurriedly took a shower and left. After I got out, I sighed at the same time that it was so scary! !

Later, under the introduction, explanation and guidance of our northern roommate, we slowly let go and swarmed into the bathhouse naked.

Enter the bathhouse to take a shower, soak in the bath, and have a one-stop service of back rub. The most embarrassing thing is the rub! The bath master took the bath towel and worked hard to rub every inch of your body, including your most private parts. The embarrassment happened at this time. Once when the bath master rubbed my lower body, I got shamelessly hard. , the bath master smiled and said: This guy is very angry! Turn over! I was ashamed and embarrassed, holding my lower body and turning over quickly! The scene was very embarrassing. The bath master seemed to notice my embarrassment and joked that it was nothing. This kind of situation is very common!

It is said that friendship often starts with a back rub in the bathhouse. In the northern bathhouse, if you want to take a quick bath in peace and quiet, it does not exist. When you go to that station, someone will give you a friendly smile, hey, you rub it for me, I will rub it for you, and then, where are you from, are you married, and how many people do you have in your family? People, are you comfortable with it? Young people who have been in bathhouses can be extremely unrestrained no matter how reserved they are.

That was many years ago. At that time, I was less than twenty years old. I had just graduated from high school and entered society, working in a relatively small state-owned chemical factory.

This factory is located in the suburbs, with a front yard and a back factory. The front yard is an office, where leaders at all levels in the factory are, and the back is the various workshops in the factory, where we ordinary workers usually work. There is a long distance between the front yard and the back factory. Leaders and grassroots workers usually work in their own areas. There is a factory director in this factory who often comes to our back workshop to inspect the work on weekdays. Every time he comes over to see us, he always puts on a well-dressed and serious look, as if he were a big leader. When we see him, we also bow our heads in a respectful and flattering manner. There is nothing we can do about it. This is how state-owned units are, otherwise the leaders will be like this. To cause trouble for us.

There are bathhouses in the front and back of the factory. The one in the front is clean and tidy, where the leaders take a bath, and the one in the back, which is simple and rough, is where our workers take a bath after work. The factory director usually takes a bath in the bathhouse in front of us. On this day, because the water pipe in the bathhouse in front of us broke down and there was no water, the factory director went to the bathhouse behind us to take a bath for the first time. It happened that our work ended early that day, so everyone rushed to the bathhouse to take a bath in advance. So, we saw another image of our factory director that we had never seen before!

Ah! At that time, we were all stunned. The bathhouse where we usually laughed and fought was completely silent. The workers who had already taken off their clothes and entered the bathhouse were either leaving or not. They all looked at the factory manager stupidly. The factory manager who was taking a shower was naked like us. He stood in front of us with no clothes to cover his face, his expression was blank, and he looked dumb and embarrassed. Everyone just looked at each other for a while, and in a short time it felt like the elder had been there for a long time. Someone in our crowd called out to the factory director awkwardly, and the factory director nodded numbly, and then we slipped past the factory director in dejection.

The entire bathhouse was enveloped in a solemn atmosphere for a while. When another male worker came in after get off work, he thought someone among us had died. But when they saw this other image of the factory manager, they all joined in our serious atmosphere. In a social group that is accustomed to pretending to be false, once everyone is naked and unprotected, everyone will be so embarrassed and uncomfortable!

So, subconsciously covering themselves, the workers all quietly got into the pool. Fortunately, the pool in our bathhouse was big enough. As a result, only the factory manager was left in the entire bathhouse, standing naked in front of us and taking a shower. The factory manager looks so uncomfortable! Seeing him unnaturally daring to clean up and leave, someone in the pool couldn't help but secretly laugh. So the factory director stopped leaving. He turned around to face everyone, looking at our serious expressions and wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh. He had to regain his face, so he also got into the pool.

People lose their dignity when they can’t see their nakedness when they take a dip in the water. So the factory director pretended to be a leader cordially sympathizing with the grassroots workers and asked us this and that, so the factory director again He became the factory director again, and the workers became workers again. The atmosphere in the bathhouse suddenly became more relaxed and natural. The workers continued to nod and bow, and the factory director continued to be sanctimonious.

But! At this moment, a huge explosion suddenly came from outside, and the whole bathhouse shook. not good! Run! I don’t know who shouted, accidents sometimes happen in chemical plants. When life and death were at stake, no one could care about acting any more. Before the words were finished, everyone jumped out of the pool and ran out of the bathhouse without even bothering to put on their clothes. We workers are all young people in their twenties and thirties, and the factory director is middle-aged in his fifties and sixties. But the factory director actually ran faster than all of us young people and ran in front! So we all ran outside naked.

It was already evening and it was already dark outside. There are mainly male workers in our factory, with very few female workers and only a few technicians. A female technician saw us, screamed, and ran away. The explosion was caused by an accident in a boiler behind the bathhouse. It wasn't too serious, but it created a magnificent Eden-like scene for us. The person in charge of the factory's security department quickly ran over, hurriedly put on clothes for the factory manager, and surrounded the humiliated leader before leaving. As for us workers, some of us continued to take a shower when everything was fine. Some people went to put on their clothes and leave, while others continued to stand naked outside to cool off as if they were addicted to it. Being naked is also a kind of happiness for the lower class people who do not need too much disguise. One is that it is already dark, and the other is that men are not afraid of women anyway. Even if they see it, they will be scared away. Who is afraid of whom? ah.

For a long time after this incident, the factory manager did not come behind us to inspect our work, and we never saw him coming to our bathhouse again. The story of this day has been circulated as a joke among us workers for a long time, but it was always spread behind the factory director's back. None of us dared to tell it in front of him. In front of him, we all behaved respectfully.

When I was in high school, I went to a bathhouse with my best friend for the first time. My best friend took off her clothes and went in first.

Then, because I am short-sighted and don’t wear glasses, I entered the wrong door when I entered. Entered the men's bath.

After about three meters in, I was surrounded by a man holding a bath towel and something, and was pushed out.

At first I just heard him mumbling something very fast, and I knew something was wrong. Only when I came out did I realize that he was saying that I was on the wrong track... and then I realized that he was a man. Those lights I just saw The bodies of Liuliu are all male, no wonder they are all very tall...

But I actually didn’t see anything clearly, so I don’t think anyone saw me clearly? Except for the one who pushed me out...