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Offline TheDivine

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on: November 11, 2008, 01:54:23 PM
When I was 17 my girlfriend at the time was finally ready to have sex. I, as one might expect of a 17 year old, was excited. Neither hell nor high water was going to stand between me and my final destination.

I get ready for the night, trim everything up, shower extra well. Unfortunately there was also an issue. I have a digestional disorder that sometimes cause my sh!t to become large and quite solid while still inside me. I wasn't aware it was a treatable problem and, in fact, just thought everyone had to deal with the equivalent of anal kidney stones. I bring this up because I had a mighty one which had been loaded into the gun for several days.

Let me set the scene. Her parents are away. We have her house to ourselves. She was always a little kinky so she demands we do it in her parents bed.

I walk in to a candle holocaust. She's been working on this all day apparently, and its as bright as high noon in there with the lights off. Which is good, because she proceeds to do a sweet, sexy little dance for me. At 16, she was AMAZING. For those of you who never experienced a female at that age, I pity the fool.

Now I'm sitting on the bed, watching this dance. I smile and tell her how good she looks. Unfortunately, most of my attention is focused on the dull throbbing from my sphincter and the large amount of intestinal discomfort associated with not dropping duce in days. But somehow I still get hard and we go to town.

She starts out on top, then we switch. I bend her over the bed, and I even smack her a$$ (a ballsy move at the time, but she loved it). Due to my built up distraction, I last for what seems like FOREVER. She can't stop moaning and telling me how good it feels, and then she says what every man wants to hear "I want to make you go in my mouth." I **** love women.

So she goes down on me. She was always average at best in the head department but at least she tried. She pops my **** out of her mouth long enough to look up at me and say "tell me if you like this". Then I feel it.

She stuck her finger up my a$$.

My brain hits the panic switch and every muscle in my entire body locks up tighter than a three year old virgin. But its too late. I take a massive, PAINFUL, PAINFUL sh!t, all over her parents comforter.
No, you aren't understanding. I mean large. Huge. IMMENSE. Take your largest sh!t and multiple it by forty-two and you'll have an idea of what flew out of me. And gents, when I say flew, I don't mean "I pooped." I mean "projectile". I mean "hurricane force winds hitting an umbrella stand". And due to my condition, it comes out as a large, dark brown, smelly harpoon.

I know it hit her. I didn't see it. She ran screaming "OH MY GOD OHMYGODOHMYGODEEEEEWWWWWWWW" but I always imagined that, due to her position, it hit her right in the chin. Or at least the tits.

I would like to say I got up to go after her. But I heard the bathroom door shut and I just lied there. The smell hit me after a few seconds. It smelled like someone rolled a cat in sh!t and threw it into a tire fire. I looked down and saw, to date, the largest bowel movement I've ever heard of laying on the bed. Then I noticed the blood, and when I did, I noticed the pain.

Apparently the fact that it was so large caused it to rip my a$$ a little bit (thought I was bleeding from the inside. This little doctors trip the next day is what taught me of my condition). There was a small pool of blood where my a$$ had been. A final reminder of the exact place and moment I lost my virginity. I will treasure this memory for all my days.

I grab my sh!t with my hands and go to the downstairs bathroom. I throw around 1/3 into the toilet and flush, fearing any more will clog it and only add to my already significant woes.

I stand there, holding 2/3's of my biggest sh!t of all time, feeling a trickle of blood flow down my leg, trying to ignore the sharp pain stabbing my rectum. I find myself wishing I had a photo of this.

Anyway, I finish flushing my baby, clean off my hands, jam toilet paper between my cheeks (I skipped the bandaid) and went upstairs. I could hear my girlfriend sobbing from behind the bathroom door. I decided not to say anything to her and just keep moving. The smell in her parents room was abysmal. Its like when you take a sh!t and walk out of the bathroom you think "hey not so bad today," but then you walk back in to grab your magazine and go "HOLY SH!T!". It was one of those moments.

The scene is burned behind my eyelids for all time. My life. My shame. My very first time smelled like a pile of dead babies. I quickly got dressed since the heat from ten thousand candles was making the room feel more like a port-a-potty. I was aware enough to grab the comforter on my way out and drag it downstairs to their washer. Also the top and bottom sheets since the blood had leaked on through all the way to mattress. Still no sign of the GF but at this point I considered it a blessing.

I jammed in the washer with 3 loads worth of detergent and set it on spin, knowing that not even the hand of God would save these linens, let alone Tide and Snuggles.

Then I left. I avoided my GF's calls for days until she came to my house. We had a long talk about what happened. Talk being synonymous with "breaking up with me because I **** on her". And it was all over. She promised not to tell a soul and I don't THINK she ever did. She was probably as ashamed as I was about the whole deed. But I will always this happening as the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to me.



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Reply #1 on: November 11, 2008, 01:56:48 PM
Oooh...That's bad.



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Reply #2 on: November 11, 2008, 02:00:03 PM
What an amazing read.



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Reply #3 on: November 11, 2008, 05:44:44 PM



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Reply #4 on: November 11, 2008, 06:04:44 PM





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Reply #5 on: November 11, 2008, 06:07:53 PM



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Reply #6 on: November 11, 2008, 07:27:49 PM
normally, id say Combo breaker, but I won't.
I feel for ya man. thats terrible right there. but so basically this condition is like, extreme chronic constipation? milk of magnesia helps. either that or suppositories.

...When Larry the reploid accountant goes maverick of his own accord, he's certainly formidable during tax season, but he isn't going to provide X the challenge needed to make him grow as a warrior and reach his potential.


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Reply #7 on: November 11, 2008, 08:13:05 PM
What an amazing read. I expected at some point to see your girlfriend say she was into scat. Seriously now, there's no excuse for abandoning your boyfriend bleeding, in pain and surrounded in his own feces, well maybe at first I assume it was shocking and disgusting, but c'mon...



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Reply #8 on: November 11, 2008, 08:16:24 PM
embarrasment does that dude. I mean, she has to explain how she got the sheets dirty, and why, and make up one heck of an excuse, as well as try to clean things up as best she can.

...When Larry the reploid accountant goes maverick of his own accord, he's certainly formidable during tax season, but he isn't going to provide X the challenge needed to make him grow as a warrior and reach his potential.


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Reply #9 on: November 11, 2008, 08:19:41 PM
This all could have been avoided if you just did sex the correct way.

But, I don't think you would've wanted a spouse or even girlfriend that doesn't ****ing know how the human body works, let alone be forgiving of a near-involuntary physiological reaction.

tl;dr - STUPID KIDS, GET OFF MY LAWN.



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Reply #10 on: November 11, 2008, 08:25:43 PM
embarrasment does that dude. I mean, she has to explain how she got the sheets dirty, and why, and make up one heck of an excuse, as well as try to clean things up as best she can.

"my boyfriend has a very serious intestinal disorder" seems like a good excuse to me. Just make up some bad excuse for letting your boyfriend 'lie down' in your parents bed, say...he was feeling really ill and that bed happened to be the closest around.



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Reply #12 on: November 11, 2008, 08:50:51 PM
... this is too much. Even for RPM.