How did I not run the health check on myself? I gave myself a bigger dick but didn’t cure my own cancer. I was relieved, frustrated, angry and confu...ed all at once.“I could have sworn I cured myself when we first started this party,” I told Doc as I rested comfortably in a Bakersfield Memorial Hospital private room. I was there for insurance reasons, not because I needed a reason to stay.“Nah. You gave yourself a bigger dick, a tan and lost 20 pounds,” Doc said, checking a printout of Master PC. With my boner sticking straight out and refusing to recede, my decision was made for me. I headed out the door for the shower room at the end of the hall. Arriving at the shower room, I hesitated momentarily before entering. Screwing up all my courage, I pulled the handle and entered the room to find the two older gentlemen that had been there the day before. Missing was the young man who had been on his knees sucking cock. “We were starting to wonder if you were going to show,” said the older. “As you know, my most unwelcome monthly visitor has been putting me through hell since Thursday night. It got even worse yesterday!” He put his arm around me, and I purred. “Mmmm, this is nice! I’m feeling better already!” I snuggled in closer and whispered “Remember how closely we snuggled on Friday?” “We can’t do that on the bus,” he laughed. “If my body wasn’t making my life miserable right now, I’d probably try!” I smiled. I tried to laugh, but wound up wincing in the attempt. A pain. When we first tried this, I thought it was our own unique sexual act, but later found out it is called snowballing. Anyway, I loved it and it has become a regular part of our lovemaking. I can't say it is the taste of my semen that turns me on, but the fact that she has brought me to orgasm and is sharing the load that I just ejaculated into her beautiful mouth. And it is a tender and passionate exchange, one of many highlights in our sexual relationship. The turn on to me is not that I am.