I feel the muscle tense, resisting the penetration. It is uncomfortable and I ease off.You’ve got to do this. You can do it. Just slowly but firm...y push the plug into your butt. Stretch your asshole open.Taking another deep breath and biting my lip, I position the plug against my butthole again and push inward. I feel a searing pain surging with in my loins as the reluctant muscle fights being opened up. Keeping the pressure against the sphincter, I take another deep breath and press the. 'You'll always be our son, don't think we don't love you any less, we'll get through this together...'I later found out that they had scooped my poor withered cock and balls up from that messy bathroom floor, bought them to the hospital, me blood smeared, wrapped in a blanket, carried by my father, as light as a feather. My sex was thrown away after a cursory examination; withered, useless, a lifeless husk. I sometimes think about my little twig of manhood, stowed away in some medical waste. This is a strange story, never something like this ever happened in my life till date.I am using this girl’s real name or one can also say, the name she told me and used. So this story goes back to the time of Orkut, I got a very random request by a girl named “Kanu” and I messaged her enquiring have we met or we know each other, she replied with something I don’t know, and we started chatting, I added her..chatting went on for a while, phone numbers exchanged. We talked on the phone and. He was sure there was adequate room and that it would be secure there, so after asked the others about it, we agreed to set it up and leave it there. John would have access to it as a member of our group. We just wouldn’t bother telling the music department that he wasn’t yet a student.It takes a lot to get John excited about something, but he was very excited when I took him with Clary Clement in his pickup truck to get the drums. It was a tight fit in the cab of the truck for the three of us,.