I had to google every word you just said, but yes, I cleaned the wound.
I have no idea where I got this idea, but I thought you were a woman.
Yeah, unless she’s smoking hot, wearing a low-cut top, leaning really close to Mr Happy and speaking in a breathy voice, I’m pretty sure the ol white latex glove wrapped around my ball sac while saying “Well, they’re not oozing now, so I can’t get a sample,” is gonna kill any thoghts that my little head might have.
As an aside, as a wrestler we had to have every every every little thing checked out the minute it surfaced. So one day after noticing a small red growth on my buttal region, I was sent to the health center. The RN gave me one of those things that you think is clothing, but then someone forgot to manufacture the entire rear of it. She left the room, saying I could put it on and take my pants off.
My thought process went, “She wants me to put on something to cover my legs so she can open the back and look at my ass without my feeling self-conscious?” It didn’t make sense in the first place, and on top of that wrestlers have no shame, so she was only mildly surprised to find my trou dropped sans hospital garment when she came back in. (conclusion: it wasn’t ringworm. or eczema, or folliculitis, or herpes. Wrestling was fun.)
I’m laughing so hard at this post that I just about fell out of my chair! Thank You! Thank You!
Glad I can amuse you with my tales of disgusting wrestling skin diseases. Somehow, however, I don’t think I’ll be able to produce a comedy routine of mass appeal from the topic. Some people just have no taste, ya know?
Oh joy I have a chance to talk about this! Sebaceous cysts run in my family, and I have one in an area close to the scrotum. I’m kinda attached to it though. It waxes and wanes depending on its mood, and it never hurts. It doesn’t get in the way of any romantic adventures. Hell, it shouldn’t even be visible unless I take a walk on the wild side. Yes, Lumpy is quite a pal.
You, sir, have earned a regular guest shot on Ow! My Balls!
You ***must ** * check out this link about a guy who describes his experiences of self circumcision with cuticle scissors. :o
I now envoke the ghost of he who should not be named cough cough Jack D Tyler cough cough.
Actually it’s a really funny read.
I feel an overpowering urge to link to the Favorite Pimple Stories thread, a classic TMI from 2002.
If you liked the OP, you’ll like that thread, too. If you were feeling queasy after the OP, please do not click on that link.
Oh why the hell is my add at the bottom of the page Congressional Election - 08 … for Musgrove for Senator?
Not even a single reverse circumcision tug ahoy ad? sob
Well, I’m a gay man with a male doctor, and I’ve never come close to having that problem. Not even with a prostate exam. And he’s cute, too.
My ads are “New Neck Surgery”, “Nodule Cyst”, and “Excess Skin Removal”
I’ve got “The UK’s leading directory for all things green”. I hope that’s not prophetic as far as the OP’s healing wound is concerned.
I’ve got “spine surgery alternative”.
I don’t think cainxinth or I will be giving THAT one a shot, though… if only because we can’t reach.
I like the way you think.
So did I. I must have had the OP confused with another poster.
I’ve got to ask, what the hell is it with other guys and their genitals? If I had a nasty growth or injury or other Unusual Circumstance Down There I’d get myself to the doctor right quick and if something needs to be done I’ll have it done by someone qualified.
To date, other guys have told me about the following examples:
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OP performing amateur surgery on his nutsack with tweezers and nail scissors.
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Good friend of mine did not RTFM for his thickness planer, ran a short piece of lumber through it while standing immediately in the line of fire and was on the receiving end of high velocity kickback to the groin. Dropped him, his balls swelled up and he “thought that he might have to go to the hospital”. THOUGHT? I’d be in the car with an icepack as soon as I could scrape myself off the floor.
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Another good friend ignored a constantly swelling testicle for (weeks? months?) until it was the size of a baseball (his words). When he finally got it checked out it turned out to be testicular cancer. He got through it eventually but it was a long road.
I like to think that I’m a pretty handy fellow on the DIY front but we’re talking about hanging drywall or fixing a clogged drain. I wouldn’t try and set a broken bone much less perform genital surgery with an Xacto knife and a stack of bandaids.
Exactly.
I’ve had a doctor examine my equipment exactly once as an adult, and the doctor was an absolutely smoking hot woman, in her late twenties or early thirties. The sort that would turn my head in a bar or nightclub.
But once she started flipping my junk around with her little spatula thing, and making clinical observations, an erection was the absolute last thing that was likely to happen.
I’ve never done anything like that, but I have pierced my scrotum. Three times, actually, because it’s harder than you think to get it straight, even with clamps. There’s actually even a video of it at bmevideo.com, but you’d have to have a membership to view it.
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Cite? Email’s in the profile! 
Of course not.
You’d need alcohol and antibiotic ointment in addition to a cutting instrument and bandages. I, personally, never perform surgery without a good sharp pair of splinter tweezers on hand. They are useful for all sorts of tasks.
Holy crap, I think I may have one of these, albiet a small one. I had no idea, I just thought I had a gnarly sack.
I’ll inspect closer when I get home. I may have to remove it myself if that’s the case, I have a constant compulsion to pick at things on my body. Scabs last for at least a month, and I… well I… I should just stop there shouldn’t I?