My traumatic experience

My roommate and I share a bathroom, with a door adjoining directly to his room, and he and I converse quite frequently while I am using the facilities. The other day I was taking a piss when Alex struck up a conversation with me about my recent outrage at the USC intramural program. (For the $60 we paid we had a two game-long season, in which one of our games was scheduled during the Super Bowl.) I had sent an email to the head of the IM office basically saying he was an unprofessional idiot and if my tuition was paying his salary I would actively attempt to change that, and came darn close to telling him he has a huge ass. (He does have a huge ass. I wouldn't normally comment on something like that, but, really, if you were to use one way to describe this guy, you would say "that guy with the huge ass" like you would say "that guy with one arm.")

Anyway, Alex had brought up the topic as I began to pee and I immediately got fired up about the email I had just sent. As I drained a particularly long yellow arc and played "pop the bubbles" I started yelling at Alex, detailing my threats. After a zip up and a quick rinse of the hands, I popped over to the door to open it up and address Alex directly.

What happened next I classify as a near disaster. It was a pretty damn unfortunate event to happen, but it wasn't as bad as it could have been.

The vision flashes back in my mind sometimes, haunting me a bit. I see a dark Asian man, my friend, completely butt-ass naked in front of his mirror. I remember a slight flash of shaving cream around the groin area, though it was only a glance. I know I noticed the razor in his hand as he desperately lunged at the door. It was over very quickly. Probably less than a second. You wouldn't believe how desperate both of us were to get out of that situation.

As I fell backwards into the bathroom, I had to lie down a bit to catch my breath. All I could eke out was, "Sorry man, sorry."

But thank god, I must say, thank god that I did not see his penis. I mean, I'm a grown man and I shower in the locker room at school occasionally and I see guy's penises all the time. But for some reason I would have been forever scarred about that, given it was my good friend Alex. A hour or so after the "incident that we shall try to forget" I ventured up the courage to instant message Alex as I hid in my bedroom under the covers.

BigScottyB: hey, if it makes you feel any better, i didnt see your penis

alps365:yea, that is probably better for our friendship

alps365: i would have to see yours or something, let's make a pact to never do that

BigScottyB: you have come pretty close to walking in on me masturbating once or twice

alps365: i'm sure it's been more than once or twice

alps365: i think we would have to not live together if that happened

alps365: if i saw you jerking off it would ruin our friendship completely

alps365: i’m not joking, i would move out