I'm in a pub one evening
with an ex and her new girlfriend. Copious pints later we're back at mine and all end up in bed together. After the fun had been had they went to sleep in the spare room, leaving me in my bed.

Fast forward to the morning. I get woken by my ex. "Are you ok? Neither of us are on and we both woke up covered in blood." I peel back the duvet to reveal what looks like a murder scene - blood everywhere; all over me, all over the sheet, all over the duvet. There was so much blood it had soaked through the sheet, through the mattress protector and stained the mattress.

It turns out that at some point during the fun night before I'd got a small cut on the side of my cock, a little under my helmet. It wasn't big, but it was deep and by fuck did it bleed.
( CowJam, Thu 7 Aug 2008, 20:24, 2 replies)

Still though, eh?
I think you can still chalk that one up as a good night.
( baw__bag contains traces of nuts on, Thu 7 Aug 2008, 20:35, closed)

Second
ya git.
(batmowes Internet Dating Superstud, Fri 8 Aug 2008, 13:30, closed)