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TIFU by sack tapping my friend

When I was 13 (m) there was this trend going round to sack tap your mates randomly out of nowhere, then follow it up by loudly blurting out SACK TAP. To this day I have no idea how or why this caught on, but it did and here we are.

I was having a lunch BBQ thing at my house and lots of my classmates were there. I decided that this was the perfect time to make an attempt at this newfangled form of comedy. My unsuspecting friend who we shall call Brad was standing isolated from the large group of kids was the perfect target. My plan was simple. I was to casually waltz over, strike fearlessly and ferociously at his groin then proclaim triumphantly the sacred words. What could go wrong, I foolishly told myself as I began to move in for the kill.

I approached Brad, and went through the motion of swinging my arm into his unmentionables in my head. It was time. I lifted my arm back and went for the fabled sack tap on poor unsuspecting Brad. As my hand travelled past the equilibrium of the ark I had a moment of realisation. Brad hadn’t wronged me, not done anything to be deserving of the pain I was sure to inflict upon him. Unfortunately for me this lapse in judgement distracted me from the mighty blow, and caused me to run out of momentum moments before collision. Instead of sack tapping Brad I ended up grabbing his cock in what can only be described as the most homosexual display ever conceived.

TL:DR In an attempt to be cool I accidentally grabbed my friends dick

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