12-9 - The worst curse a bottom could have: hemorrhoids

The biggest pain in the ass for a bottom: hemorrhoids

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By Kevin McLean

What is the biggest pain in the ass, literally, that a bottom could have? Well, it’s hemorrhoids.

Can you imagine that a consummate bottom like me would not be able to have anal sex? Not just temporarily but forever? That is almost as serious as erectile dysfunction for some older men.

I was at the library studying one night. I will never forget because Hurricane Irene was about to hit South Florida and they told us to go home, they were closing the library and hunkering down, so I went back to my dorm turned on the television and started to watch the news. Indeed the hurricane was heading our way.

I would be more than safe in my dorm but I feared Bonita would not be because she lives in a flimsy wooden structure in Sweetwater. So I called her and told her to put all her valuable stuff in a box, seal all her papers in zip lock bags and just come over to spend the night here. I got on the computer and was on for about 20 minutes when I felt something wet underneath me. I looked and I was sitting on a pool of blood. I was hemorrhaging! I totally freaked out.

I called Bonita and told her to get over to my dorm right away that I was spilling blood out of my ass. She dropped everything and started to drive over when the rains and wind started to hit us heavily. She got to my dorm but by then I had gone to the bathroom twice and both times I filled the toilet bowl with blood and soft stool. Now I was really freaking out. I didn’t show her the toilet full but she got to see the pillow that was on the chair I had been sitting on. She also freaked out.

We got to Coral Gables Hospital and it took them about half an hour to see me. In the meantime I went to the toilet again and this time it was soft stool with a lot of blood. I thought for sure I was bleeding internally but the blood was red, not blackish and that sort of calmed me down some because I knew from my classes that if it was internal, the stool would be extremely dark; some consolation, right?

Finally a doctor got to see me. As luck would have it, it was this young, very beautiful but straight Cuban who had very good bedside manners and found out I was a medical student. The conversation was jovial and he tried to reassure me. He examined me and I cracked a joke: “ok, doctor, now that you’ve done that, will you respect me in the morning? He burst out laughing.

Then I cracked another one: “Fine, just you wait till my boyfriend finds out what you’ve been up to” this time I thought he was going to bust a gut. The prognosis was simple: I had a bleeding hemorrhoid that would have to be taken care of so I was admitted to the hospital for observation and possible surgery. I told Bonita to stick around because I didn’t want her driving in the middle of the storm and she would be safer at the hospital anyhow.

The bleeding had subsided somewhat by morning. I was getting all kinds of tests done and my beautiful bubble butt was seen by more than two dozen people at this point. What a drag! I had no idea what was to follow but I was so fearful that I may never have anal sex again. That is like a death sentence, a total wash, it is the unthinkable for a bottom like me.

They took me into surgery in the afternoon. By now the storm only skirted the coast and headed northward without making landfall. South Florida was spared a direct hit. I really don’t remember much of what happened after I went under but I woke up with the same kind of feeling I have had with my asshole full of cum. It was strange because I also had an erection. I was told later that as they were operating that I never lost the erection and even had an ejaculation. That is the true test of a real bottom…put me under drugs and I am still excited to have something inside my ass.

I was sent home right away, it wasn’t something that needed more attention. I was given instructions and told that the first time I had to go to take a dump it might be difficult and painful but other than that I was to have a follow up in a couple of days. As I got out of the hospital I looked to the left and there was this big tree that had been knocked down by the storm.

The streets were still flooded. It is a good thing that Bonita has a truck because some of the streets were still not passable. I got to my room and felt very depressed. The prospect of not having anal sex was not setting very well with me. I tried to distract myself and to sleep a lot. I had missed some classes but some were not missed because they closed down the school for the following two days after the storm. I returned to my usual library cruising and picked up a real cute guy. He had a nice body, pretty face and I could have taken him back to my room but didn’t because I was afraid he may have insisted in fucking me and I was in no condition at that point.

So I just sucked him off in the tea room hoping that I would get well and be fuckable the next time I ran into him. I was told that the reason I got this hemorrhoid was because I had been constipated. I was told to eat more fiber and as you know, the diet of a college student is not always the best but now I included this new yogurt like product called Activia and it works. I am more regular and don’t have to strain as much. I went for a month without any anal activity. I finally broke down one day and inserted my two fingers to see how it would feel. I felt pleasure, no pain so I introduced a very small dildo and I masturbated. So far so good. I went on like that for three more weeks until I used a bigger dildo and it was successful. I felt relieved, liberated.

But the next trick that fucked me should not be well hung because this was to be a “trial run”. One afternoon I did one of the construction workers that were doing some gazebo thing and he was in his late thirties and Latino but he had a very large uncut dick that was beautiful and I would have loved to have it up my ass but did not dare ask him.

I gave him a blow job and that was that. As luck would have it I met the same guy I had given a blow job in the tea room after my surgery. I took him to my room and we made passionate love. Eventually he started to play with my ass and then eating it. I was back in business. He penetrated me and it felt like the first time when I lost my cherry. I was not only tight but very sensitive and as he started to pump his cock into my man pussy it wasn’t long that I went into convulsions, yes, almost those uncontrollable shaking and wiggling you would see in someone going through an epileptic seizure. I was having my first anal orgasm since before the operation.

The guy just shot his wad when he felt my ass contracting and as I was so overwhelmed by the pleasure that he too got into the act. It was magnificent. One of the best fucks I ever had, at least it was memorable because of the circumstances. I kept on getting fucked after that and I never had any more problems with hemorrhoids.