I once let Mrs Gas (the 2nd) shave my balls and pubes, it was one of the most nerve wrecking things ever. If at that moment she could see into the future I would have been the English John Bobbit
Aye. Or the trimmer attachment on ma leccy razor. Ma baws start shrinking in fear when I go near them with it though.
Yer language went a bit jonno there. Leccy shave suffices on work days when am gonny be in the office on ma todd. Wet shave all other times. Roon ye.
Does anyone else whip their baws out if they are the only person is the bogs - so the zip of your trousers doesn't press against the bottom of yer knob, keep some piss in and then drip down your leg when you put it back in?
I whack the whole lot doon in public bogs. Breeks half way doon ma arse. Still disny stop the occasional dribble when ye pack it all back in.
Meh, if you only whip the baws out the zip then it also guides yer knob a further half inch from your leg, so you can go hands free
An ex of mine said he used to sit down to pee sometimes coz he loved the feeling of warm wee on his balls
Naw, I meant pick it up and point it. It's you that seems to be able to rest yer nuts on yer zipper and that's enough to steady the small ship.
It's all I know. I never witnessed him doing it. He did have big saggy bawz though if that's any help.