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A marble.
I was playing with them and wondered what it would feel like to stick a marble up my ass and so I went into the bathroom and stuck one up my ass. It didn't really feel like much but then I panicked when I realized I couldn't squeeze it out. I was certain that the marble would block my poop chute and I'd never be able to poop it out.
I started crying and calling for Carol, our babysitter. She came in and I explained that I had a marble in my ass and she became upset that made me even more upset. She kept asking me, "How did this happen??," and I was too embarrassed to say so I kept saying, "I don't know!" I bent way over and expose my butthole to her and Carol tried to use her finger but it didn't work so she asked if we had any smooth spoons around. The only ones we had that weren't pointy or had sharp edges were my mom's good sterling (Lunt in the Colonial pattern). So she went into the silver cabinet and got one out. The smooth rounded edge slid past the marble and it popped out onto the floor. I was in tears and considered myself very lucky that I wasn't going to die from being unable to poop. Carol was disgusted and didn't talk to me the rest of the day. She quit soon after that.
Apparently, it was my head.
a condom full of black tar heroin.
A marble.
I was playing with them and wondered what it would feel like to stick a marble up my ass and so I went into the bathroom and stuck one up my ass. It didn't really feel like much but then I panicked when I realized I couldn't squeeze it out. I was certain that the marble would block my poop chute and I'd never be able to poop it out.
I started crying and calling for Carol, our babysitter. She came in and I explained that I had a marble in my ass and she became upset that made me even more upset. She kept asking me, "How did this happen??," and I was too embarrassed to say so I kept saying, "I don't know!" I bent way over and expose my butthole to her and Carol tried to use her finger but it didn't work so she asked if we had any smooth spoons around. The only ones we had that weren't pointy or had sharp edges were my mom's good sterling (Lunt in the Colonial pattern). So she went into the silver cabinet and got one out. The smooth rounded edge slid past the marble and it popped out onto the floor. I was in tears and considered myself very lucky that I wasn't going to die from being unable to poop. Carol was disgusted and didn't talk to me the rest of the day. She quit soon after that.
A marble.
I was playing with them and wondered what it would feel like to stick a marble up my ass and so I went into the bathroom and stuck one up my ass. It didn't really feel like much but then I panicked when I realized I couldn't squeeze it out. I was certain that the marble would block my poop chute and I'd never be able to poop it out.
I started crying and calling for Carol, our babysitter. She came in and I explained that I had a marble in my ass and she became upset that made me even more upset. She kept asking me, "How did this happen??," and I was too embarrassed to say so I kept saying, "I don't know!" I bent way over and expose my butthole to her and Carol tried to use her finger but it didn't work so she asked if we had any smooth spoons around. The only ones we had that weren't pointy or had sharp edges were my mom's good sterling (Lunt in the Colonial pattern). So she went into the silver cabinet and got one out. The smooth rounded edge slid past the marble and it popped out onto the floor. I was in tears and considered myself very lucky that I wasn't going to die from being unable to poop. Carol was disgusted and didn't talk to me the rest of the day. She quit soon after that.