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A follow-up appointment in hospital

Part 1. Audiences enjoy the show from the front

Eric, a typical 14-year-old residing in a suburban town, stands at approximately 5'11" and weighs around 170 lbs. He boasts dark hair and eyes. Over the past year, Eric's physical transformation has been noteworthy, evolving from a boy to a young man. Experiencing a growth spurt, he has gained 10 or 15 pounds of muscle, and new hair has emerged in previously bare areas. Eric has become more attuned to the presence of girls and often finds himself pondering about them. Notably, his lean, taut, athletic physique has captured the attention of girls who appreciate his maturing body, possibly developing at a faster rate than his still boyish facial features. With his prominent dark eyes, small nose, and wide smile revealing dimples on plump cheeks, Eric exudes a youthful charm. His year-round dark complexion deepened further after spending a considerable amount of time outdoors shirtless during the summer. Excelling both academically and athletically, Eric's amiable nature and outgoing personality have garnered him numerous friends, both male and female, though he has not yet acquired a steady girlfriend. Hailing from a loving family, Eric can be succinctly described as the Asian boy.

Last week marked Eric's first time in the hospital. The experience was not characterized by pain but rather by embarrassment. The female doctor informed Eric that, following an examination of his penis, it was determined that he had torn his foreskin during a session of "masturbation." As a result, she recommended a circumcision. She insists on shaving Eric's pubic area for better hygiene, and despite that, he is advised against wearing tight underwear as briefs.

"I hope you've put clean underwear on this morning, Eric."

Seated at the kitchen table, fourteen year old Eric suppressed a groan. Slowly, he chewed and swallowed the spoonful of breakfast cereal he'd just put into his mouth, ignoring his mother's voice as she called out from the top of the stairs.

"Did you hear me, Eric ? I said I hope you've put on some clean boxer shorts."

Eric took a swallow of orange juice before he answered. "Yes, mum, I put on clean underpants this morning. Just like I did yesterday, and just like I do every other day." He spoke slowly and clearly as if answering a particularly stupid question which had been asked by a complete idiot.

As he finished speaking, his mother appeared at the kitchen door. "Don't get clever with me, Eric," she said, obviously irritated. "When I ask a simple question, I expect a simple answer. You're going to have to get undressed for the doctor today and I don't want you caught wearing dirty underwear."

"Mum, you know I put on clean underwear every day," Matt replied, making an effort to hide is own irritation and sound polite.

"I just wanted to be sure," said his mother. "I still think it would be a good idea if I were there for your examination."

I felt my heart pounding and my mouth drying up. I couldn't forget the last time I went to the doctor. I had to take off everything except my underpants and let him examine me while my mom was there. It was so humiliating. And then he lowered my underpants to look at my balls and my foreskin, and she saw everything. I wished I could disappear. I was fourteen, I had grown hair and all; I hated the idea of her seeing me naked. It made me feel sick and sweaty.

I feel a surge of anxiety as my mom and I arrive at the medical building. I follow the instructions and go straight to the waiting room, where I sit down and try to calm myself. I wait for what seems like an eternity, feeling the nervous flutter in my stomach. It's not a big deal, I keep repeating to myself. It's just a routine check-up, nothing to worry about. But no matter how much I rationalize, I can't shake off the uneasy feeling. Finally, after twenty minutes, a young female nurse opens the door and calls me into the room.

I follow the nurse through the door and gasp when I see the pile of clothes on the chair. The first thing I notice is a pair of underwear. I feel a knot in my stomach. The nurse says, "The doctor is running a bit late. He's with another patient right now." I look up and see man sitting on the bed, facing me. He's about over 30s. He sees my shocked expression and blushes. He quickly covers himself with his hands. The other person in the room was a middle aged man in a dark suit, standing next to the bed, I assumed must be the doctor.

The room wasn't exactly large and was arranged so that the bed stood with it's top end against the wall, allowing access to both sides. The doctor was working on the opposite side of the bed to where I was standing, this meant that I had an unobstructed, close-up view of the man who was being examined.

The man lay on the bed, flat on his back, with his arms at his sides. This meant that his cock, which was still fully hard, lay on his flat stomach. Try as he might to look at other things, I found his eyes drawn towards that hard organ. I was fascinated by the way it would twitch and jerk up off the boy's stomach for a second before falling back down again. With a start, I noticed the stirrings in his own groin and knew that he was about to get a boner of his own. I tried to think of other things; there was poster on the wall, something about eating healthily, but somehow it didn't take my mind off the problem.

The Doctor take hold of the head of man’s twitching erection. His cock was long, easily twice as long as mine, and thick, almost the diameter of a soft drink can. Like me he was uncircumcised. The man on the bed gave a soft involuntary gasp as his foreskin was pulled fully down to reveal the purple crown beneath. As I watched the doctor gently squeeze man's swollen glans between his fingers, I felt my own penis stiffen and rise up to full hardness. I felt blood rush to my face and my cheeks begin to burn with shame.

“Turn over onto your side, please, facing away from me and pull your knees right up to your stomach," said the doctor. As the man rolled over the doctor proceeded to pull on a disposable glove and squeeze some sort of gel onto one of the fingers.

With his knees raised and his legs spread apart, I now had a more intimate view of him. Not only could I see his full package I now also had a glimpse of his puckered little hole, which was pink and now also quite visible. I began to have a sinking feeling, knowing that I would soon be put in the same embarrassing position? I assumed (and hoped) that he was only performing an external exam of his anus and wasn't actually penetrating him?

Then I couldn't believe what I was watching. Even though I couldn't see exactly where the doctor pushed his finger, it didn't take much imagination to work it out, especially considering the way man had screwed his eyes shut and was breathing heavily. Throughout the examination, the female nurse was standing in front of  me and closely watching everything.

The doctor now checked man for a hernia, asking him to cough several times. Once he was finished with this part of the exam, the doctor stood up and walked behind Mike. I now had a completely unobstructed view of man's nude body again as he faced me. The female nurse remained where she was in front of man. It seemed that she wanted to enjoy the show from the front rather than watch the remainder of the doctor's exam from behind. I just couldn't look away, too. I felt compelled to continue watching.

"You're done," the doctor announced. "No problems, nothing to worry about. You can go and get dressed now." Doctor quickly wiped man's arse with a paper towel, then stripped off the glove, tossing it into a bin before turning away to wash his hands in the sink. Self-consciously, the man climbed up off the bed, his erection standing straight up in front of him. Pulling a face, he briefly wriggled his hips as if to rid himself of the feeling of the doctor's digit in his arse hole, then quickly disappeared out of the door in search of his clothes.

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Hospital Visit Anxiety

I had an accident that required me to go to the hospital this morning.  I am about to have something done to me and I don't know how I am going to feel after I have an operation on my penis. What happened is that I was getting hard while chatting with a friend in the morning. I felt horny and stroked my penis a bit when we were talking about sexual topics. I told him that it hurts if I rub my penis because my foreskin is too tight. But he said that I could try and masturbate slowly and see how it goes as stretching exercises, to see if the good feeling continues. I thought he was right–until my foreskin TORE and the resulting skin abrasion led to minor bleeding. I was worried and embarrassed when I told my mother–who of course checked my penis before taking me to the hospital.

When my mother brought me to the hospital, I felt a bit anxious, knowing I needed to have things checked out. Despite my reluctance to go, my mom insisted, so I eventually went along. Upon entering the office, I was struck by the crowded waiting area. Mom took care of checking me in at the reception desk. We then proceeded to the surgery area and waited outside until our names were called.

When it was my turn, I entered a room with white-painted walls, where the doctor sat behind a sizable desk. He looked up from a folder, motioned for me to take a seat on the other side, and engaged in a conversation about my medical history. Afterward, he instructed me to go behind a screen and undress completely. As the doctor busied himself getting a few test tubes and a small needle ready, I took off my clothes. I pulled my t-shirt over my head, and toed off my shoes. Then I pulled off my socks, and finally pulled down my shorts and blue briefs. To my embarrassment, my teenage cock was sporting a semi- hardon. If not for the ache in my foreskin, I was sure I would have been rock hard. I was a little embarrassed, but strangely, I was not sorry that doctor would see my semi-erection. I quickly removed my clothes, emerged from behind the screen, and stood attentively, awaiting the doctor's examination as he signaled for me to proceed.

"Eric you have a very fit body. You have excellent muscle tone, and everything seems to be in proportion. OK, now please place your hands behind your head."" Dr. says.

"I see you have a copious amount of hair growth under here, Eric. That's a good sign that puberty is underway," Dr. says as began running his hands over my torso, pressing here and there. His hands circled my cock. His touch was warm and sensual, and I wondered if he touched all his patients like this.

"Does it?" He started to slowly pull my foreskin down until it reached about the middle of my head. I drew in my breath sharply.

"That hurts," I said.

"All right. Eric, I'm sorry to hurt you, but I have to take a look at your entire gland. I'm going to skin you all the way back. Here, take my other hand." I obeyed. "Now just squeeze when it hurts." He started to pull my foreskin back again. It hurt bad. I squeezed his hand, hard. His hand was much larger than mine. He held on to me gently but firmly. Finally, my skin was all the way pulled back, but the burning sensation in my cock didn't go away.

"Good boy, Eric. Now, I'm just going to take a quick look, then I'll put your skin back. Just try to relax for a minute."

It hurt a little and I lost my erection. He pulled my skin back to expose the entire head. The skin was so tight that it looked like Ihad a rubber band around the meat just behind the head. I was in pain and the head of my cock was truing purple.

"It even might be a good thing. I'm a little concerned about the tightness of your foreskin and I might not have seen that if you hadn't gotten an erection. Does it hurt when you retract the foreskin when you pee or masturbate?"

"M…m…masturbate?"

"You know. Pleasure yourself? You might refer to it as jerking off?"

I had never heard an adult talk about jerking off before, or ever admitted to anyone (even my friends) that I did that, so this was very weird for me. "Oh that," I replied. "Um, no. Those things don't make it hurt."

Dr. put some sort of lubricant on the head and pull the skin back and forth a few times and told me to do that twice a day and wash the head to keep it clean.

"Don't worry… it's natural. You're a high powered guy at the peak of your sex drive. I'd be surprised if you didn't get an erection." He asked me to spread my legs and he checked under my balls.

"Ok, good. You can put your clothes back on now. We're done here. I want you to tell me if your foreskin starts to hurt, ok? You don't need to be afraid to talk to me about anything. I'm a doctor. It's my job."

"Thanks Dr. Chan. I will."

Dr told me to get dressed I went around the screens and managed to push my hard cock into my briefs then zip up my jeans and met my mom in the waiting room.

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After stretching for a month my penis looks like (1)

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Have you been skinny dipping?

I was naked in the woods 2 days ago. So, I feel horny when thinking about that when I came back creek again today. And the wide spot in the creek sure looked inviting. I had ever been skinny dipping sometimes. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever been naked anywhere except my room or the bathroom since before I was ten years old. I could swim in my shorts, but with this humidity, it would take hours for them to dry, and walking around in this heat with wet shorts and underwear would be very uncomfortable. Besides, there was something daring about swimming nude. I don’t normally take risks, but since puberty kicked in about one year ago anything that seemed daring and involved nudity was suddenly appealing. What do you think?

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Having to buy and try a Speedo swimwear

I have always been a good swimmer and am often down at the local pool. I joined the school swimming team last month. The day before the first practice, my friend told me that the team operated a Speedo only policy, so I apprehensively went out and bought one. I had never worn one before, so was really nervous about wearing it, especially in front of all my friends in the first day of the practice. I remember I went bright red, and when I stood up to get in the pool, one of the guys playfully grabbed my butt. I ignored it and went into the pool as if nothing had happened.

I have always been a good swimmer and am often down at the local pool. The refreshing feeling of being in the water has always been a source of joy and relaxation for me. It’s like entering a different world, where I can let go of all my worries and simply focus on the rhythmic strokes and the sensation of gliding through the water. Last month, an exciting opportunity arose when I was invited to join the swimming team at my school. I couldn’t contain my excitement and immediately accepted the offer. Little did I know that this experience would lead to a memorable and slightly awkward situation.

The day before the first practice, my friend casually let me in on a secret – the team had a policy that required all members to wear Speedo swimwear. My heart skipped a beat as I realized I didn’t own one. Feeling a mix of nerves and determination, I decided to face the challenge head-on and went out to buy my very first Speedo.

Entering the swimwear store, a wave of anticipation washed over me. It was time to embark on a new adventure and push myself out of my comfort zone. As I perused the aisles, I couldn’t help but notice the vibrant array of Speedos that adorned the racks. From bold patterns and eye-catching colors to sleek and classic designs, there was a Speedo for every personality and preference. I approached the display, feeling a mix of nervousness and determination. My eyes were drawn to a particular Speedo, adorned with a Giant AD logo printed digitally on both the front and back. The contrasting colors and striking design immediately caught my attention, making me feel as though I would stand out in a sea of swimmers.

“May I try this one on?” I asked the sales associate, my voice betraying a hint of excitement. She nodded with a warm smile, leading me to the fitting rooms.

I grumbled quietly as I stalked over to the changing booth, drawing the curtain behind me. Once safely inside I examined the soft, shiny speedo, holding it up for inspection. I was immediately struck by how the pouch in front of the men’s ones seemed so much bigger than on my usual boys’ speedos. I could feel my cock and balls retracting slightly and I gave them a quick tug through my jeans before placing the speedo on the little chair and struggling out of my t-shirt and jeans.

I stood there in my white briefs in front of the mirror for a moment before sighing and slipping off my underwear, the familiar site of my tiny, uncut penis and small balls failed to instill in me much confidence, nor did the meagre dusting of public hair which had finally begun to grow just above my penis the previous year. I stepped into the speedo and pulled it up around my waist. Straight away I could see that, quite simply, I did not even come close to filling out the front of the men’s speedos. Slipping into the snug-fitting swimwear, I marveled at the sensation of the silky fabric against my skin. The blend of polyester and elastane provided a comfortable stretch that hugged my body without feeling restrictive. I couldn’t help but admire the way the fabric accentuated my physique, boosting my confidence and making me feel ready to take on any challenge that awaited me. As I stood in front of the mirror, I couldn’t help but appreciate the boldness of my choice. The Speedo was more than just a piece of swimwear; it was a symbol of my willingness to step outside of my comfort zone and embrace new experiences.

And so, with a renewed sense of purpose, I left the store, clutching my new Speedo and feeling an indescribable excitement for the adventures that lay ahead.

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My first wet dream

During that early stage of adolescence, I possessed a rather limited understanding of the fascinating and complex realm of human relationships and sexuality. While many of the jokes and innuendos thrown around on television evoked a sense of discomfort in my mother, they went right over my innocent and oblivious head. In my youthful naivety, I firmly believed that sex was exclusively reserved for adults and held no relevance to the lives of children like myself. They say kids pick up stuff about sex at an early age, assimilating it in all sorts of ways, mixing truth with fiction and imagination. It wasn’t that way with me. For me, sex was a subject that simply did not exist. It just was not a part of my world. Well, that changed pretty quick.

It was a cool, autumn night when I found myself abruptly awakened from a peaceful slumber. As I groggily opened my eyes, I noticed a peculiar discomfort. To my surprise and dismay, I discovered that I had involuntarily wet the bed. Confusion swirled in my mind as I tried to comprehend what had just happened. How could this be? I was well beyond the age where bedwetting was a common occurrence. Embarrassment and frustration washed over me, leaving me feeling utterly perplexed. As I slowly sat up and took in my surroundings, I realized that it wasn’t urine that had soaked the sheets, but something entirely different. It had a different texture, stickier and thicker. I soon recognized the undeniable truth — it was semen.

The shock of the discovery jolted through me, replacing my initial confusion with a sense of disbelief. How could something like this happen? Questions raced through my mind, searching for answers that seemed elusive. Trying to ignore the discomfort, I carefully untangled myself from the damp bedding and made my way to the bathroom. My mind was filled with a mix of embarrassment, shame, and curiosity. Was this a normal part of growing up? I wondered if I was the only one experiencing this phenomenon.

As I cleaned up and changed the sheets, I couldn’t help but reflect on the journey I was embarking on. Puberty brought with it a myriad of bewildering experiences, some more awkward than others. This was just another stepping stone on the path of self-discovery and understanding. I was scared, confused. But I lay back trying to recover that wonderful sense of…comfort. I had felt it during the dream. I wanted to know, to remember what it was all about. I could remember being carried… Yes. I was being carried in someone’s arms. I was naked but not embarrassed about it.

Though the incident had caught me off guard and left me feeling a combination of embarrassment and curiosity, I knew that it was an ordinary part of the human experience. It was a reminder that our bodies undergo profound transformations as we transition into adulthood.

“I felt shocked and wondered if this was a normal part of growing up. It made me realize that puberty brings many changes, some of them awkward. Despite the embarrassment, I knew it was just a normal part of becoming an adult.”

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I watched porn yesterday thanks to my brother’s collection on his laptop. So, I knew what ejaculating meant and wanted very much to try it. How old were you when you first saw porn? 🍆💦. However, I cannot retract my foreskin as fully as the porn actors. I discovered the magic of orgasm completely by accident. I don’t think I was masturbating. I was taking a shower in the local swimming pool and washing my penis. The water streamed into my shaft of the penis to clean it out and I noticed it started feeling really good. The pleasure kept building and building and my penis was rock hard, and it just felt like this never-ending deep pleasure that kept getting better and better. I came close to orgasm. I stopped because I was actually afraid that I had hurt myself somehow.

So I will share with you about pulling your foreskin back without pain. It’s easy to use your fingers to slide your foreskin back and expose the head of your penis. If, however, you have a tighter-than-average foreskin, slide the foreskin back more slowly and deliberately to reduce pain and the chance of injury. If you feel pain (not just discomfort), stop trying to pull back your foreskin. You could cause a painful tear in the sensitive skin. You can try to retract your foreskin during a shower or bath because the warm water and moist air will help to soften and loosen the foreskin. Work slowly and carefully with your fingers to guide the foreskin back onto the shaft of your penis.

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How to keep a penis clean

I shower once a day in the morning with a bit of shower gel and of course, wash my cock every time. It smells fine all day, and by the next morning, it still smells fine. However, I noticed a slight odor on my hand. Not overpowering, but noticeable. It took a while for me to get rid of that odor. It did appear to get stronger as I was stretching my foreskin.

I was searching about keeping my uncut area clean. I will share here that when your penis is not cleaned regularly, smegma can build up and may become smelly, infected, or prevent foreskin movement. So, it’s important to clean your penis regularly to avoid problems developing. It’s so easy if you can pull back the foreskin and clean the head of the penis. If the foreskin is forcibly retracted, it can lead to severe pain, bleeding, skin tears, and scarring. So, to help clean up, if you have a handheld shower, gently direct the water stream into the end of the foreskin and move it up and down like you were masturbating. This should create enough movement to get water within the foreskin to help keep down the buildup.

And then washing your penis. Lather your mild, unscented soap well between your hands. Apply it to the testicles, the base and shaft of the penis, and under the head of the penis. Even without a foreskin, it’s important to properly wash under the head of the penis as sweat, bacteria, and debris can still accumulate there. In the absence of the foreskin, all you have to do is lather the penis and thoroughly rinse away the soap under the shower or in the bathtub.

Be sure to thoroughly dry the penis after showering or bathing. Without the foreskin, it’s technically safe to apply talc or body powder, but you should still exercise caution to avoid getting talc in the urethra or causing skin irritations. Getting soap or anything in the urethra can be quite painful. I hope this may help you.

Natural skin oils and cells can create a white substance called smegma. Smegma is harmless and can be rinsed away in the shower. For the most part, water is all you need for proper hygiene. If you feel the need to use soap, be cautious as it can be irritating and can throw off the natural balance of yeast, bacteria, and pH. If you are able to retract (pull back) your foreskin comfortably, you can do so to reveal and rinse off the glans. Be sure to replace the foreskin over the glans when done.

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The white stuff around my penis

I told you guys that I have a tight foreskin and I’ve heard that daily stretching can help. I tried to pull back my foreskin only to the extent my phimosis band allows while showering every day during this time. My experience is that you don’t want to retract it any more than that. You can try doing this while taking a shower under warm water. You will find that it is easier to do this during the shower as the skin is looser and more pliable when exposed to warm water.

I often insert two fingers inside the phimosis band to do phimosis stretching in the opposite direction for a few seconds. I either do it on my flaccid penis or when my penis is erect. And then release it back to relax for 10 secs. I repeat the stretching process 5 times in 1 session in bath time. I think it can help a lot.

After stretching a bit, I realized my glans is super sensitive and revealing a large clump of white substances right at the base of my cock head and a nice coating all over the rest of the head. Over the smell of the piss, I could smell the raunch of cheesy cock.

The raunchy odor surrounded me but this time, with my cock hard, it had a totally different effect on me than it usually did. This time, it was turning me on! The pungent odor was driving me nuts! I don't know why I did it, but I took some of it on my finger and brought it to my nose. It smelled raunchy but that just turned me on more!

It didn't take long and my cock was sending feelings through my body like I'd never felt before with an unpleasant smell that appears under my foreskin. Can anyone tell me how do I get rid of it?

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I did what my friend advised trying to stretch exercises with warm chamomile tea. When my penis is hard, I will put the glans in the tea and pull the skin as far back as possible, and hold it. Beside I retract my foreskin in the bath, in bed… everywhere. It was pain at first but now it’s better. When it’s flaccid, there’s actually a little bit of saggy skin. I can only retract it slightly to see a part of the head.

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Trying to masturbate 🤔

I always found “masturbation” to be a joke, until I went on the Internet and noticed people kept repeating it over and over. Then I noticed the term in movies, and I eventually believed people actually did it. I tried masturbating again today. But I couldn’t ejaculate even after 10 minutes. My first problem is I can’t seem to get turned on. I think I may have a low libido but I’m not sure. Sometimes when I’m bored, I’ll watch porn and get hard, but I never get super-horny because I am always afraid of being caught by my father.

I have not ever once masturbated. I spent most of my life not even knowing how to masturbate. I really didn’t care and was very reluctant to even attempt it. However, recently masturbation is a frequent topic in my class, and it is incredibly awkward for me. I’ve been thinking about trying it for the first time. I finally decided I would try to masturbate because my friend says it feels amazing and takes some time before it gets good.

It’s like this: You’re turned on. You start stroking it. You don’t really feel anything. For a while, it’s just methodical stroking. Finally, you “get into the groove”. It becomes natural, organic, you don’t want to stop. And Cummm.

Sometimes I’d get hard and play with myself a bit in the bathroom, but I never ejaculated. I thought something was wrong with me – I stroked it for 15-20 mins and all I’d get was dribbling precum. Then my mind would wander, and I’d get bored. I never even came remotely close to ejaculating despite numerous valiant attempts. Finally, the head of my penis was covered, and I needed to pull it back, but it was so so painful.

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Reaching the stage of puberty

I celebrated my 14th birthday this month, marking yet another milestone in my journey through adolescence. It was a special day filled with laughter, joy, and love from family and friends. As I blew out the candles on my birthday cake, I couldn’t help but feel a combination of excitement and curiosity for what the future holds. Entering my teenage years, I started to notice subtle changes taking place within my body. By the time I returned to school the following September, I began to observe the first external signs of puberty. It was a fascinating experience, as I witnessed my physical self transforming in ways I hadn’t anticipated.

One of the noticeable changes was the enlargement of my testes and scrotum. They seemed to take on a new form, becoming more prominent and developed. The scrotum, in particular, appeared reddened and more wrinkled, which I learned were common occurrences during this stage of development. It was intriguing to observe these changes and understand how my body was adapting to the next phase of growth.

I have started to grow pubes on top of my pecker, it sure itched when they started to grow, I was always scratching my pecker, my mom had to keep telling me to stop grabbing my cock And leave it alone. How the hell do you tell your mom that you are not playing with it But trying to stop the pubes itching all the time. I think dad knew what was going on as he had a little chat with me and asked if I was getting Hairs on top of my penis as they had never seen me nude since I was 11. I was embarrassed about Showing my penis and pubes to my dad but he said he would only take a quick peek to see how things were going down there.

After conducting a careful examination of my genitals, my father expressed concern about a condition known as phimosis. He observed that my foreskin appeared tight, even in its flaccid state. He said that in cases where my foreskin cannot be comfortably retracted, medical intervention may be required to address the condition.

Desperate for a solution, I took to the vast depths of the internet, relentlessly searching for answers to the pressing question: “How can I facilitate the retraction of my foreskin during erections?” Yet, as I delved deeper into forums and medical websites, I discovered a disheartening lack of conclusive guidance. Many responses echoed the same sentiment, advising me to consult a healthcare professional and considering the possibility of circumcision. The mere thought of circumcision instilled a sense of terror within me, prompting me to seek alternative solutions.

As I continue on this perplexing journey, I hope to find a path that avoids the need for such a drastic measure as circumcision. Until then, I remain determined to explore all possible options and seek the guidance of a qualified healthcare provider who can provide expert advice and address my concerns in a compassionate manner.