Most Embarrassing Moment Ever

My years of college were financially scary. I wasn't sure where the money was going to come from, and I'd heard horror stories of people needing years and years to pay back student loans. As it turned out, I did depend heavily on student loans, and now, although employed as a software engineer, I still have years to go in paying off those two loans. At the time, I took whatever odd jobs I could get so the loans wouldn't be worse than they were. Our school had a strong psychology department, and they were always doing some sort of experiments. I signed up for many of them. They typically paid $50 for work that could be as short as an hour. Most of these jobs seemed to involve waiting around, then five minutes of actual work. The work was always goofy, and generally boring. It might be watching hundreds of pictures of squares flash on a screen, then pressing a button when a circle was shown. Or, listening to hypnosis while my brain waves were monitored. The university had a series of soundproofed double rooms for many of these experiments. Most had a one-way mirror between a subject room and an observation room. The subject and observation rooms were generally the same size, and interchangeable. At the time, I didn't really know how the one-way mirrors worked, but I sure do now! As I mentioned, there was a lot of time spent waiting for the previous 'volunteers' before me to get done, and my turn to do whatever the experiment was. I would often study in one of the empty observation or subject rooms until I was called. One day, knowing I wasn't going to be called for at least a half-hour, I went into an observation room, turned on the lights, and started to study from a book about building a C++ compiler. But I couldn't focus. I was particularly horny that day. I figured if I could cum, I might be able to focus better. No one was around, so what the heck. I pulled down my pants, and started idly stroking my cock while I read. In a few minutes, my cock was nice and hard, and the book was forgotten. I was stroking in earnest, and in short order, my ejaculation started. That presented a problem. I hadn't thought about where to put the sperm. As I was cumming, I squeezed the end of my cock closed, so nothing would come out. It kind of hurt, and a little spurted out on the floor anyway. At that moment, I though I heard a noise, like maybe the sound of a woman expressing surprise r something. Not thinking any more about it, I dug a dollar bill out of my wallet, and let the sperm flow into that, folded it up carefully, and stuffed it in a front pocket. The noise again, or maybe more like a male voice this time. Hmmm. Then, suddenly what had been a mirror became a window. It seems someone in the adjoining room turned off the lights in there, and to my absolute horror, there were about six people staring right at me, most of whom I knew as fellow students in my classes, and one being my roommate. It seems they had been using the other room for a group study session while they too, waited to participate in psychology experiments. I was scared shitless! Or, more specifically, scared stiff. I didn't even know what to do, so I was frozen in time for what seemed like a minute, but was probably around 15 seconds. Then I fled the room, not even caring about the experiment I had signed up for. I got back to the dorm and buried my head under my pillow, and tried to figure out what had happened, and what to do about it. And, I couldn't come up with anything. What to do? What to do? Everyone had seen me. Well, six people that I knew, and no doubt they'd tell everyone else what they had just witnessed. Crash, bang, the door opened, and there was my roommate, Jeremiah. He was normally a boisterous fellow who couldn't open a door quietly to save his life, but this time, it seemed even louder. He announced with a twinkle in his eye, "Great show, Sam!" My face must have been ten shades of red. He then, somewhat more quietly said, "Hey, everyone does it." I was actually trembling, and I think he could see that. Did I say he was boisterous? But he was also kind and gentle. He sat down on my bed right next to me and said, "Sam, that was a great ice breaker. I haven't told you this, but I love masturbation, and now that I've seen you, I'm more comfortable with you seeing me." And, with that, he pulled down his shorts, sat back down on his bed right there opposite me, and proceeded to start jacking off. I sprang off the bed. Evidently, the day hadn't been horrifyingly weird enough already. "Sam, calm down. I'm just going to jerk off here, you're going to go about your business, study on your laptop, or whatever, and we'll all learn to be a lot more comfortable." How could I argue with that? Well, that day, I didn't jerk off with Jeremiah, but we did spend many happy hours looking at porn, talking about girls, and jerking off next to each other, side by side, and ultimately jerking each other off during the rest of our time together as roommates. As to the other students: Everyone was very polite and nice. During the first few days after it happened, I was almost afraid to show up in class or walk across the campus. But I did have to do those things, and so bringing up all the bravery I could muster, I did attend my classes. No one said anything. No kinky smiles, no eye-rolling, no pointing and snickering. In fact, oddly, one girl I had been covertly admiring actually started coming up and making small talk with me. In retrospect, I think I would have been more comfortable if they had discussed it out in the open with me, but whatever, right? Now, when I think back on it, it was no big deal, but I sure didn't feel that way at the time. 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