The explanation really isn't that fantastic and if you're hoping for some grand adventure then you're reading this fort the wrong reason. If you're thinking I'm going to explain how I'm an idiot then you're also here for the wrong reason.
This was bad luck. It could have happened to anyone with a bit of curiosity. It could have happened to anyone with an excitement for the unkown. However it happened to me. So I will regail you with my tale.
On the morning of June 3rd 2008, I woke up feeling rather randy. I decided that morning that I would finally venture beyond the priliminary stages of anal play and into the previously unknown world of full out sodomy. Though I feared for my very soul, I knew this was something I had to experience.
What would I use though? What could I find in my parents house that would allow me to conquer my objective. "No", I thought to myself. I would not stoop down to that level. I could not use something belonging to someone else in order to bring myself pleasure in such a sinful way. Opening the screen door, I ventured into the backyard.
Almost immediatley I saw it. It was beautiful. A large wooden stick. About eight inches in length, smooth to the touch. I was hard in an instant just thinking about it. Picking up the stick, I rushed back into my abode, down the stairs and back into my lair.
After cleaning up the stick a little, I widdled the end into a point. The knife slipped slightly causing a small incision to appear nearly half way through the wood. I thought nothing of it at the time, oh how very wrong I was.
Carefully, I spread lubrication along the greater length of the stick, allowing some dry space where I would grip it. I bent over on my bed, sheets black and freshley washed and began inserting the point of the stick into my waiting love hole.
I noticed that the stick slid in with ease as it was not very wide. The sensation was unexplainable. Like nothing I had ever experienced before. Then tragedy struck.
After four inches was fully submersed into my rectum, I winced in pain. The slight crevice in the stick I had created with my knife accidentally, slid along my skin causing a cut. This caught me by surprise and I jerked in an awkward motion. Much to my dread the stick broke off. The remaining piece was firmly encased inside my body, in such an angle as to be impossible for myself to remove.
So here I am now, holding half a broken stick with a few drops of ass blood on it, fearing for my life. Should I be off to the emergency room this very moment ? This, only CC can advise me on.
Summary: I got a 4 inc piece of wood stuck in my rectum.
