Balletboy, I sympathize with the 15-year old. Although I don't dislike tights or tight-fitting dance clothes, Ms. Calhoun has a point about raging hormones. At 15, I often had a tent, and that was in street clothes. You may recall, perhaps, when it seemed as if your erection would never go down? And you had to stick your hands in your pockets or put something in front of you to disguise the obvious? How much worse this situation is for a boy in tights, who has neither pockets nor anything available in class to hide behind, I can only imagine.
I get to experience this from time to time in class, but the occasional woodies that I pop are nowhere near like those of a teen.[/i]