Date: Mon, 3 Aug 2020 23:35:34 +0100
From: Robert Thomson <alanussr@gmail.com>
Subject: Dangerous Vegetables

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DANGEROUS VEGETABLES

In my early to mid-teenage school years, many of us were more or less
obsessed with masturbation and its delights, wanking being the ordinary
word we used. Not that we ever did it for each other, just had a lot of fun
watching each other doing it in one of several hideouts where we were sure
of not getting caught.  Competitions were held to see whose spunk shot
furthest and how much there was. Just about every classmate knew what was
going on, with never a word to anyone in any kind of authority.

By the time I left school aged 16 to attend a local college, I had
discovered how to make home-made dildos. Using these could get me into a
frantic state of excitement often lasting 30 minutes or more before I got
to the point of ejaculation.  That usually happened with only a couple of
light strokes of my cock. When I was doing like that, my cock got so stiff
that it hurt, with that place under my balls a ridge of muscle.  The place
I most often did it was on our bathroom floor, lying naked on a thick old
towel there.

The home-made dildo I started with was a plastic Coke bottle with plenty of
lube on it, but I gave up on that because it hurt. After that, I found
several vegetables that were lots better.  I tried cucumber and carrots.
The carrots were best of all because they were hard & solid. Finding a big
thick carrot with a point, I could get one all 8 or 9 inches up inside me,
starting lying on my back, shoving it in with both hands, then sitting up,
lowering myself down on on it.

I had done this with a big thick carrot a good number of times before I had
the accident. Maybe a few days had gone by without doing it. Whatever the
reason, I was just dying to get down to it.  I was quite muscular
especially in my legs with swimming, a thing I loved, so it was easy for me
to balance on the carrot I was using.

Before I knew what was happening, I started a strong orgasm, with my spunk
shooting out.  The spasms made me lose control so much that I lost my
balance, collapsing on the carrot under me.  It went right up inside
me. Still out of breath, I rolled about on the floor, trying to get hold of
the end of the carrot. It was no good. I couldn't even get a finger in
there. Once I got to my feet and had a long drink of water, I sat on the
lav, hoping that the carrot would pop out. It didn't. I could feel it up
inside me, hurting a bit when I walked.  Back in my room, I struggled into
a pair of boxers, my tracksuit and trainers.  There was nothing I could do
except phone for a taxi to get me to the A & E at the hospital. It wasn't
far, but with that big carrot inside me, I couldn't have walked there.

Luckily, I didn't have long to wait because sitting on a hard chair felt
real bad.  A male nurse led me into a cubicle with a bed, drawing the
curtain.  Red-faced, I told him about the carrot up inside me. He shook his
head, just asking me my name & age. After only a few minutes, he came back
with a young doctor who told me his name. He was Scottish.  With my boxers
& trainer bottoms round my ankles, he had me lie on the bed on my side with
my knees up.  "This needs some local anaesthetic, Robert, before I can use
this."  `This' was a thing made of stainless steel like used to open
vaginas.  "I'll rub some round your anus and just inside."

With thin gloves on, he rubbed something cold there.  After that, I hardly
felt the thing opening me but I could feel him pulling the carrot out.

That was an amazing relief. I couldn't keep from gasping. He wiped my anus
with something, told me to get dressed. When I stood up off the bed, the
doctor was holding the carrot, just looking at it.  "Look, Robert, what you
do is your own business. You're old enough to know what's risky.  Take my
advice, the 5 veg a day rule means eat them." He and the nurse grinned.  I
was given a plastic bag for the carrot and was free to leave.  I threw it
into a rubbish bin on the way home.

I was able to walk home inside 20 minutes. When I went in there to pee, I
realised that I'd forgotten to clean my cum off the bathroom floor.  It had
gone three feet from where I'd been sitting on the carrot.  After that
scare, I never again used any home-made dildo.

(End)

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