Circumcised at mother’s request.
When I was 15, mother arranged me to get circumcised at home. She was a doctor, and urology specialist, so she was able to do things other parents couldn’t do. I was caught masturbating too many times, and my school marjs were going south.
One day, she took me to her colleague, and she checked out on my penis. Doctor pulled my foreskin back and forth, checked if my testicles were healthy, and asked me if I “pleasure myself too much”. I was perplexed.
And, then, she went on to explain that “Your penis will have to be operated, if you go on and misuse it so often”. “Are you going to cut away my balls?” “No, you silly boy”, she laughed, “just your outer skin”.
And, when I got caught with my pants down the next time, the decision was made. “Your foreskin is going”, she told me. “I can’t tolerate so much jerking in my home. Besides, circumcised men, like your dad, are more responsible.”
I was less than amused, but she insisted. In my country, at that time, parents could decide for you until you were 18. She told me to get ready, and, one night, I was operated upon, by her colleague and a nurse.
They took it all down, as well as frenulum, and I was in a lot of pain for a while. I thought that was cruel. But, I stopped jerking, and my ejaculation time became a lot longer.
Most of my girlfriends (I’m in my 40s) love my skinless cock. Yet, I always wonder, what would have sex looked like if I remained uncut? Should I forgive my mother?
