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When I Was A Kid
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Straight Male / 43
Losing A Testicle
When I was 13 years old I decided to go with out underwear often that summer break from school. I thought it was cool to not wear my briefs, let everything hang and flop around.
That was till one day I was riding my bike with a few friends and I slammed my nuts on the frame of the bike when I wrecked. My balls and dick hurt. My friends picked my bike up and I eventually stood up. I dropped my jeans right there I look at my junk. My one friend says dang wears your underwear. I pulled my foreskin back to check the head of my dick since it hurt but it looked fine. I didn’t dare to touch my balls because they hurt. Neither of my friends knew I was uncut either.
So I rode my bike home real easy. My friends followed but took off once I was home. I walked inside and my mom asked why I was home so early and I told her I hit my testicles on my bike frame. She asked how they felt avid I said they were throbbing. She said go lay down and let them rest.
Walked into my bedroom and took my jeans off. First thing my mom asks is where is your underwear. I said I had been going without underwear and sge says you need to wear them. They could had maybe prevented you from hitting your testicles so hard since they would had been help up and supported.
I laid down and my mom covered up my lower half with a sheet saying let them rest. I actually fell asleep. I woke up like 2 hours later to some bad pains. I removed the sheet and my left testicle was huge! I call my mom in and she looked at it. She grabbed a pair of my gym shorts and helped me put them on saying we are going to the hospital.
I ended up having to get up left testicle removed. They held me over night.
After that my mom constantly was asking if I put on underwear. Every day she’d asked if I have my briefs on. Sometimes she’d check to make sure she could see a white fruit of the loom waistband poking out or pull my pants waistband back a bit too see my briefs waistband.
Then she’d constantly ask if everything functions as it should. She ask do you get erections, do you ejaculate, etc. none stop till I was like 25 she’d constantly check to make sure I had briefs on and if I was still okay in that area.
She was worried about the safety of my one nut left.
That was till one day I was riding my bike with a few friends and I slammed my nuts on the frame of the bike when I wrecked. My balls and dick hurt. My friends picked my bike up and I eventually stood up. I dropped my jeans right there I look at my junk. My one friend says dang wears your underwear. I pulled my foreskin back to check the head of my dick since it hurt but it looked fine. I didn’t dare to touch my balls because they hurt. Neither of my friends knew I was uncut either.
So I rode my bike home real easy. My friends followed but took off once I was home. I walked inside and my mom asked why I was home so early and I told her I hit my testicles on my bike frame. She asked how they felt avid I said they were throbbing. She said go lay down and let them rest.
Walked into my bedroom and took my jeans off. First thing my mom asks is where is your underwear. I said I had been going without underwear and sge says you need to wear them. They could had maybe prevented you from hitting your testicles so hard since they would had been help up and supported.
I laid down and my mom covered up my lower half with a sheet saying let them rest. I actually fell asleep. I woke up like 2 hours later to some bad pains. I removed the sheet and my left testicle was huge! I call my mom in and she looked at it. She grabbed a pair of my gym shorts and helped me put them on saying we are going to the hospital.
I ended up having to get up left testicle removed. They held me over night.
After that my mom constantly was asking if I put on underwear. Every day she’d asked if I have my briefs on. Sometimes she’d check to make sure she could see a white fruit of the loom waistband poking out or pull my pants waistband back a bit too see my briefs waistband.
Then she’d constantly ask if everything functions as it should. She ask do you get erections, do you ejaculate, etc. none stop till I was like 25 she’d constantly check to make sure I had briefs on and if I was still okay in that area.
She was worried about the safety of my one nut left.
