Cut and thrust
Picture the scene a rather inexperienced me and a rather more experienced lady, she is trying to break me in half. Im happily thrusting away when all of a sudden the resistance im getting lessens somewhat. At this point a pain so indescribable hits me. I have torn my foreskin. Ho hum off to casualty to get 7 stitches in the old fella. While there the doc tells me to consider circumcision. Tell hm that there is no way on gods earth I am letting a golf obsessed loony anywhere near my twig and giggle berries with a sharp implement.

Move forward a while and the opportunity presents itself with another young lady. Again will I ever learn this in turn results in another trip to casualty for yet more stitches.

Doctor again reccommends circumsion I again being a coward I chicken out.
Three times I have had a day for the operation but everytime I have bottled it. Problem is uni starts in a couple of months which means Ive either got to get it done for freshers week or go without for the rest of eternity.

D'oh the agony of choice.





Pop there goes my cherry wonder how many stitches this time.
(kickstandrich last had sex with your mum/sister/wife/daughter on, Fri 14 Jul 2006, 0:41, Reply)