i had two separate men feel my balls today. that's two over my usual quota, but there it is. just thought i'd share it with ya.
the first one was at the doctor's office for my bi-leap year check up. it's the same doctor i've had for 8 years, but i hadn't seen him in about the last five. he sort of remembered me... he's a nice enough fella. the weird thing was, that after he did the usual turn and cough thing, (my boys seemed ok) he goes "ok, all done, no rectal! you're about 20 years away from getting one of those" - i was shocked. not that i wanted one, i mean i'm no freak, but this same doctor gave me a rectal exam 8 years ago! i remember it well. i had that "a guy shoved his finger in my ass" feeling for about a week, and it's probably why i stayed away from the good doctor for so long. this time i was all prepared for it too... i actually psyched myself into it by thinking, i'd rather have one guy feel prostate today than be ass up on an operating table and have 4 guys shoving things in there...
So what the fuck?? it's not like he remembered me... i had to remind him that i used to be a patient of his a long time ago. or maybe it all came back to him when he saw my cock and balls... he must have thought "oh yeah, i remember this guy, he had a great healthy prostate back in 1998"
so back to today...i had that nagging "a man touched my balls today" feeling in the back of my mind. as i'm walking back to the office, down 7th ave, there was some scaffolding in the sidewalk that split the usually large sidewalk into two smaller ones. it's waaaay too narrow for New York City. anyway, i pick the left one, and i notice a blind guy walking towards me with his blind-guy-long-stick-radar thing swinging wildly left to right. nothing unusual, he was swinging it pretty good though, and i made my way to the far right as much as i could. i was so concerned with missing the ball of the end of his stick (which i did, i timed right), that i neglected to see his wildly swinging left arm. in full plain daylight, this guy came up with his hand, which for some reason was palm up, and cupped me right in the cock and balls. not a quick brush, but a full cop-a-feel. i let out a somewhat strange sounding *uhmph* as he uncoupled himself from my crotch. to his credit, he kept right on moving.
strange day indeed.
the first one was at the doctor's office for my bi-leap year check up. it's the same doctor i've had for 8 years, but i hadn't seen him in about the last five. he sort of remembered me... he's a nice enough fella. the weird thing was, that after he did the usual turn and cough thing, (my boys seemed ok) he goes "ok, all done, no rectal! you're about 20 years away from getting one of those" - i was shocked. not that i wanted one, i mean i'm no freak, but this same doctor gave me a rectal exam 8 years ago! i remember it well. i had that "a guy shoved his finger in my ass" feeling for about a week, and it's probably why i stayed away from the good doctor for so long. this time i was all prepared for it too... i actually psyched myself into it by thinking, i'd rather have one guy feel prostate today than be ass up on an operating table and have 4 guys shoving things in there...
So what the fuck?? it's not like he remembered me... i had to remind him that i used to be a patient of his a long time ago. or maybe it all came back to him when he saw my cock and balls... he must have thought "oh yeah, i remember this guy, he had a great healthy prostate back in 1998"
so back to today...i had that nagging "a man touched my balls today" feeling in the back of my mind. as i'm walking back to the office, down 7th ave, there was some scaffolding in the sidewalk that split the usually large sidewalk into two smaller ones. it's waaaay too narrow for New York City. anyway, i pick the left one, and i notice a blind guy walking towards me with his blind-guy-long-stick-radar thing swinging wildly left to right. nothing unusual, he was swinging it pretty good though, and i made my way to the far right as much as i could. i was so concerned with missing the ball of the end of his stick (which i did, i timed right), that i neglected to see his wildly swinging left arm. in full plain daylight, this guy came up with his hand, which for some reason was palm up, and cupped me right in the cock and balls. not a quick brush, but a full cop-a-feel. i let out a somewhat strange sounding *uhmph* as he uncoupled himself from my crotch. to his credit, he kept right on moving.
strange day indeed.
posted by Tony at 8:09 PM
