So I hit up the clinic yesterday, as I try to do between sexual partners. I have been a little off my game and I found out that I haven’t been since Sept! Whoops. I was sitting there in room full of the most depressed looking people. I realized that most guys are dicks. They wait until their dicks are almost falling off before going to the clinic. I know a few guys in my life who have acted like this. They just pray it will clear up on its own and never see the doctor. I love my dick and as soon as I have an inkling of a problem I’m in the doctor’s office. I was the only one smiling and having a good time, while all these guys looked so sad and angry. I mean of course there is that fear of terrible news. But the point is I feel like I’m the only guy that tries to go in between partners. And after my random Torture Garden bang, I want to be sure my gear is all clean. Especially, since I went down to Brighton yesterday for a shag session. Don’t worry that’s my next post.
I did have a problem though. My arm wouldn’t bleed fast enough. So after a while the guy gave up and blood went everywhere down my arm. It is really weird to bleed like that. He went and checked and the other nurse said it wasn’t enough blood. So they tapped a vein in my other arm. Dude blood is so dark red. Seeing your own is really weird. I told the blood guy that a second needle was really gonna affect our friendship. I can’t decide if that or the scrape is worse. Either way it’s all over now and I got a clean bill of health. Boom!
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