When I was like 19 I had really low self-esteem but at the time I was hooking up with this really hot but really mean girl. I had to make sure I stayed fit because she loved insulting people's bodies and this girl would shred my soul if I let myself get out of shape. I was working out at the gym lifting weights but I had no idea what the fuck I was doing, so I was trying to do dumbbell curls with heavy weights that were way too big for my little skinny boy arms. I was just leaning back and swinging the weights up and doing every kind of cheat curl in the book. Naturally, eventually the weights got out of control and two 45lb dumbbells swung down with the full force of gravity and collided with each other in front of my waist. When they collided they caught the very tip of my penis between them, with all the pressure focused on just the top couple of millimeters.
The pain was so excruciating that my eyes watered up and I had to stop myself from screaming. I felt like my dick was going to fall off, I mean I actually literally believed the tip of my penis got completely sheared off by the dumbbell guillotine so I politely re-racked the weights and stumbled into the men's locker room to check on my dongus. It was all shrivelled and tiny and afraid but still miraculously intact except for one little problem; the very tip of my penis was so severely bruised that it was completely black. I mean blacker than coal, it looked fucking necrotic.
I was relieved that my peepor was still alive but I still had a dick appointment with this extremely hot evil woman. Honestly this girl was so mean and rude but I was young and didn't know how to stand up for myself plus I was low key aroused by how absolutely cruel she was to me for some stupid fucking reason so I was determined to not let her down and see her anyway. When she came over I was trying so hard to hide my horrifying blackened dingaling, whose nightmarish frostbite-looking bruise had now spread to an even wider area.
My nightmare penis had to remain hidden at all costs. To prevent her from seeing it, I kept shifting positions while trying to pretend that it was some kind of tease. Doing things like turning off the lights, not letting her get on top, not letting her give me oral etc. I really thought I had it under control. I was wrong. Once we started actually having sex my peebis hurt so bad that I absolutely could not orgasm. I was in sheer agony the whole time and it took every ounce of focus in my body to even stay erect at all. After it was done instead of asking if everything was ok she just called me gay because I didn't cum then left until the next time she wanted sex, which I said yes to because I had zero dignity.
Absolutely embarrassing for me. Anyway, Ash from My Greasefire Life is loosely based on my younger self.
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