I hurt my rude bits
Spent all day with a sore bum, went to the loo to check it out and found blood in my pants. Not good. Piles? Checked in the shower and pulled a staple from my arse. Serves me right for leaving an old pencil case in my underwear drawer. BTW: On relating this story to a friend they said, "some people will do anything for a prick up their bottom."
( , Thu 13 Jul 2006, 22:00)
Spent all day with a sore bum, went to the loo to check it out and found blood in my pants. Not good. Piles? Checked in the shower and pulled a staple from my arse. Serves me right for leaving an old pencil case in my underwear drawer. BTW: On relating this story to a friend they said, "some people will do anything for a prick up their bottom."
( , Thu 13 Jul 2006, 22:00)
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Apologies in advance - Tore my Frenulum
Well, it was my second year of university, and things were very slow on the old sex front, until one night, I went out drinking with a female friend of mine (who I ended up marrying), and pulled *her* friend who was a fat munter. Things were up, we all got extremely drunk, and we went back to her place for the rumpy-pumpy!
She'd turned on a red lava lamp, and some inappropriate music, but I didn't care, I was getting some tonight! So there I am, banging away, all happy in my little self, drunk beyond belief, when I suddenly notice that the rubber had split. So this was enough to freak me out, so I stopped. Then I went to take off the flapping useless joke of profalactic, when I notice that my mans all dark, and it didn't look a good dark. Under the dim red light I figured it was blood. So I did the most polite thing I could do...
I asked her if it was her time of the month!
Nope! So I promptly went to the bathroom to try to sort myself out. Now she was living in Student Halls at the time, and they were all painted white walls, and yes, you guessed it, it looked like a horror scene afterwards.
Ended up going outside, bleeding out me manhood, vomited (well I had been drinking, and seen blood from my member), then called an Ambulence.
Turned out I tore my frenulum (the Banjo String on the south side of the big end, where it meets the tower!), and I wasn't the first one they'd seen that night in the hospital!
One circumcision later, I'm all good again. edit
Remembered that the stitches I had when I was snipped were supposed to be "dissolvable" 7 weeks later (when they were supposed to go in 4), the bugger is still in there, so I snipped the stitches myself, and bravely pulled them out. The most painful part was the badly cut end, being pulled from the inside out! YIKES!!! crosses legs thinking about it again
Apologies for everthing!
( , Fri 14 Jul 2006, 1:57, Reply)
Well, it was my second year of university, and things were very slow on the old sex front, until one night, I went out drinking with a female friend of mine (who I ended up marrying), and pulled *her* friend who was a fat munter. Things were up, we all got extremely drunk, and we went back to her place for the rumpy-pumpy!
She'd turned on a red lava lamp, and some inappropriate music, but I didn't care, I was getting some tonight! So there I am, banging away, all happy in my little self, drunk beyond belief, when I suddenly notice that the rubber had split. So this was enough to freak me out, so I stopped. Then I went to take off the flapping useless joke of profalactic, when I notice that my mans all dark, and it didn't look a good dark. Under the dim red light I figured it was blood. So I did the most polite thing I could do...
I asked her if it was her time of the month!
Nope! So I promptly went to the bathroom to try to sort myself out. Now she was living in Student Halls at the time, and they were all painted white walls, and yes, you guessed it, it looked like a horror scene afterwards.
Ended up going outside, bleeding out me manhood, vomited (well I had been drinking, and seen blood from my member), then called an Ambulence.
Turned out I tore my frenulum (the Banjo String on the south side of the big end, where it meets the tower!), and I wasn't the first one they'd seen that night in the hospital!
One circumcision later, I'm all good again. edit
Remembered that the stitches I had when I was snipped were supposed to be "dissolvable" 7 weeks later (when they were supposed to go in 4), the bugger is still in there, so I snipped the stitches myself, and bravely pulled them out. The most painful part was the badly cut end, being pulled from the inside out! YIKES!!! crosses legs thinking about it again
Apologies for everthing!
( , Fri 14 Jul 2006, 1:57, Reply)
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