November, 2015- I had a camera stuck up my penis.
After years of my doctor griping at me to chase down some symptoms, I finally agreed to see a urologist. I was unaware of the exact procedure I was to be subjected to, safe to say it resembles some strange Aztec ritual.
I’m asked to disrobe, below the waist is fine, and lay upon the exam table.
The very attractive and quite thicc nurse drapes me with a towel and then pulls my flaccid, scared manhood through a hole in the material.
“You have a blah, blah, blah…”
I don’t know what the man is saying.
I feel violated
I need to pee really bad
you should have asked for transurethrall microwave thermotherapy
my bro tells me it's five times the fun
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