I've posted recently about how much pain I've been having post-implant, 3-months out and I'm still struggling to get through the full 30 minutes while cycling. I've been growing in length, and to my knowledge it's mostly stretching pain. Everything works down there and while flaccid I'm not feeling any pain. The pain this week while cycling is is not as bad as it has been, so crossing my fingers that it's tapering off and I'll start to experience less pain in the future.
Now for the story. This past weekend I saw a girl at a bar that I had made out with the previous weekend, a young 21-year-old tiny energizer bunny type of girl. Still excited about life I guess lol. We were all over each other and eventually I went back to her place, a giant mansion that she lives in with her parents. We hung out in the kitchen at 2 AM and her parents came home from a party, and offered me some type of pizza snack(?) Her dad was apparently into all types of drugs and was more than happy to get to know the guy who's about to hook up with his daughter.
At this point, she offered me to smoke weed out of a big bong. I'm not much of a weed guy, alcohol is my drug of choice, but after she teased me a bit I decided to take a long hit to prove I could still handle my weed. At this point, I was maybe 8 beers deep, two big weed hits in my system, and sufficiently cross-faded. This state I was in, I would NEVER, in a million years, even if the fate of humanity was hanging in balance, be able to get an erection. But I excused myself to the bathroom, and sure enough, I was able to squeeze some pumps in and get a nice plump semi going.
I went back to her, and at this point we started making out on her couch in her giant living room (right outside of her parents room! But I'm sure even if her dad saw us, he'd wave it off and offer me some shrooms) She grinded me, felt my semi in my pants, and then led me upstairs to her bedroom. As she started taking her clothes off, I excused myself to the bathroom and in here is where I pumped myself up to the max. Now this is where I fucked up. I hadn't taken any ibuprofen yet at this point, but luckily I had brought my backpack with me (where I stored my ibuprofen) anticipating this exact situation. But ideally with ibuprofen and cycling, you want to take it an hour before the events.
After being fully pumped up, I went straight to my backpack and quickly popped FOUR ibuprofen. I know, excessive, but I was worried now that we were about to jump straight into sex and I didn't have any pain reliever in my system. We get into bed, and then the deed begins to happen. Now, again like I said, never in a million years in this state would I have been able to get an erection. But I was fully hard and able to do plenty of sex with her. BUT. Things started going downhill. When we were kissing, it felt like both of us were making out with sandy deserts. Dry tongues, dry mouths. Guess what else would get dry easily? Her pussy! When I would enter her, she was wet, but then she would begin to dry, and I could only get myself halfway in. This is where the pain started really kicking in. I was basically pushing against a hard wall/resistance while my dick (which was already in pain from the inflation) kept knocking into it. At this point, I started feeling extreme pain. During our lengthy sex session, there were lots of points throughout the sex she was on top, and just like the energizer bunny she was, hopping up and down on my dick. Now, in any other situation I would have enjoyed this and the sight, but when she already is too dry for my dick to fully get inside and I'm in inflation pain, it felt like a battering ram was being brought down on my dick every time she dropped down on it. I looked towards the heavens and prayed that I would make it out alive from this situation.
I forgot to mention. She gave lots of head throughout our sex to lube my dick up, and very obviously felt, massaged, and nearly sucked on the pump in my sack. She didn't say a thing about it, or show any sign of stopping over it. I guess any pressure us guys put on ourselves over girls noticing is pretty unfounded! But alas, even the head she gave was painful. My little buddy was beaten, bruised, and asking why I hated him by the end of our sexcapades. And no, I absolutely didn't cum, but I ended the sex after an hour or so because in my words, "Oh it's 6 AM! I have to get back to my place." but more likely the case was because my dick was an angry spouse that wanted to go home.
After reading all of this, you would think I'm never having sex again, or at least until the pain is over and done with. But, as I said I'm not great at learning lessons, her and I have been texting and will probably see each other this weekend when I have some free time. I could use the practice I guess.
Hope y'all enjoyed the story! While it's not fun ever being in pain, I'm not tremendously worried either because I know it'll eventually get better. We all heal at different rates, and I can tell you even though it's painful, I way preferred how this night went vs. a night I would have made an excuse up not to go back home with her because I knew my free willy wouldn't work.
