10-05-2011, 06:11 PM
[SIZE="2"][COLOR="DarkGreen"]This morning I had to go for a cystoscopy procedure. For those not in the know it’s basically an instrument pushed up your penis, and it’s no man’s idea of a good time, unless you’re totally into the most fetish things out.
I got undressed and into a surgical gown. Then I was asked to walk into a room where I had to lay on a bed. A few minutes wait and entered a wizened nurse. Without a word of comfort she pulled back my foreskin and started to insert the tube down my penis. No-one offered or even advised me that I should have been given a local anaesthetic or anything that could have deadened the savage pain that was about to hit me like a flame out of hell. The tube was quarter way down when I began to lose consciousness, I yelled get it out of me, she looked at me and said, "I can’t understand what’s wrong all the males this morning have had the test stopped." And I can’t have a piddle, it’s like passing pure flames... [/COLOR][/SIZE]
I got undressed and into a surgical gown. Then I was asked to walk into a room where I had to lay on a bed. A few minutes wait and entered a wizened nurse. Without a word of comfort she pulled back my foreskin and started to insert the tube down my penis. No-one offered or even advised me that I should have been given a local anaesthetic or anything that could have deadened the savage pain that was about to hit me like a flame out of hell. The tube was quarter way down when I began to lose consciousness, I yelled get it out of me, she looked at me and said, "I can’t understand what’s wrong all the males this morning have had the test stopped." And I can’t have a piddle, it’s like passing pure flames... [/COLOR][/SIZE]