Circumcision fiction stories

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Story by Edward Venegas. As I woke up early that December morning two years ago, I distinctly remember being unable to pinpoint my emotions. The blended instinctual feelings of fear, worry, and happiness with a hint of anger was palpable enough that i could barely eat my breakfast. My thoughts raced in the hot shower that gently washed away any remaining drowsiness.

However, above these warring emotions, rested certainty and a feeling of excitement. The thought of feeling excited to drive several hours in order to display my penis to a total stranger so that he may stick needles in it and make it bleed for the purpose of having it permanently altered may come off as counter intuitive, but I felt excitement nonetheless. As I rested on the operation bed, Dr. Mo Bidair prepped the local area around my penis with a couple layers of cold iodine.

It was so cold, in fact, that it shrunk to an embarrassing size, which made me picture nurses laughing at him, gesturing with their pinkies while on their coffee break. I switched my gaze from the ceiling down over to my penis and found myself transfixed on an alien sight. The fluorescent reddish-orange tint of the iodine, along with the purple sharpie incision lines, made my penis look completely gruesome, like some cool Martian phallus from a trippy porno. Bidair informed me that I would feel the first of the two injections that would numb my penis. I decided not to look as I felt the needle pierce my flesh at the base.

I can only recall staring at the ceiling in discomfort as I took deep breaths. Bidair to begin the operation. My meditative breaths made the time pass by quickly so much so that I hardly noticed the smell of singed flesh by the laser scalpel. Out of the bottom corner of my eye, however, I could see the blood that puddled on top of my lower Circumcision fiction stories and felt a warm small stream run down my thighs. I dared not look; pretending that those bland white ceiling tiles were far more interesting.

Suddenly, a fluid and an intense heat emanated from my core and flooded my body as if someone had taken a huge syringe and injected me with pure heat. As the heat reached my head and outer extremities, my body temperature began to skyrocket uncontrollably. I felt as though I was no longer in an operation room but in a sauna with a high fever.

The heat flash made me sweat myself into a small puddle and made me see stars sparkling from the ceiling. Bidair tried to reassure me while the nurse took care of the sweat. I was also somewhat embarrassed at the thought of putting anyone, let alone my mother, through the conversation about the physical condition known as physiologic phimosis and how my penis was tormented by it.

Needless to say, my mind after months of research was absolutely made up. Specifically, physiologic phimosis which is what I had refers to a foreskin opening that decided not to grow into adulthood, and just stayed small. In most cases, phimosis is a condition that will resolve itself given time.

However, according to phimosis. On average, that means roughly two Circumcision fiction stories of uncircumcised adult men continue to live with the — frankly, in my opinion — embarrassing and self-esteem damaging condition.

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Instead, what took place was the very painful experience of the foreskin attempting to stretch over the glans and minutely cut itself at the opening in the process. The following couple of days after sex were filled with uncomfortable visits to the restroom. Having to urinate became an ordeal as warm streaming pee felt like lemon juice being squirted over his healing penis wounds.

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On a personal note, on two separate occasions, my discomfort during sex became so tormenting that I actually faked an orgasm. Fuck it! For Rivera, he remembers two separate occasions where it was difficult for him to even get fully erect. The resulting wave of disappointment bruised his ego and damaged his self-confidence. Rivera admits that an easy, but equally boring, solution to the painful problem is to use a condom. I, too, found a condom useful for pain prevention, among its more practical functions.

Typically, an uncircumcised man is supposed to wear a condom with the foreskin already pulled behind the head. Since my condition prevented me from wearing a condom in the traditional sense, the condom Circumcision fiction stories served as a shield that prevented the foreskin from painfully retracting while protecting it from subsequent small cuts and tormenting restroom breaks.

Circumcision was definitely not my first option. Several months prior to finally setting up an appointment with Dr. Bidair, I was doing stretching exercises that many guys in forums swore by.

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Many sites online actually recommend Circumcision fiction stories who have phimosis to set aside some time during the day and actively stretch out the foreskin for a specific amount of time. In countries were circumcision is uncommon, such as the U. Hygiene is on another level compared to my uncut days. These days, I just simply take a shower and my penis is clean, whereas back then, I would have to pay special attention to it.

Sex is notably different. It is consistently enjoyable instead of only sometimes. The biggest difference, for those of you interested, and I know you are, comes in the form of masturbation. Self-love was by far way more enjoyable when I had a foreskin then it is now. On a separate note, one of the most surprising realizations that came to mind was the gratitude I felt knowing that my circumcision was my choice and my choice alone that I made as an adult. I am percent against routine infant circumcision RIC as I see it as an act of abuse and mutilation against a helpless baby boy.

For most men, stretching exercises along with prescription steroid cream may very well be sufficient enough. Some guys may even see the condition as not that big of a deal at all. Photo illustration by Cynthia Schroeder. Substance is a publication of the Mt. San Antonio College Journalism Program.

The program recently moved its newsroom over to Medium as part of a one-year experiment. Read about it here. in. A Little Off the Top. Photo illustration by Cynthia Schroeder Substance is a publication of the Mt. Substance not just another bad habit. Thanks to Jennifer Sandy and Cynthia Schroeder. Substance Follow.

Circumcision fiction stories

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