Ummm, not to be a stickler, but what'd you do with the subsequent "mess"?
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He was 11 or 12. Chances are there wasn't much of one at all.

Ummm, not to be a stickler, but what'd you do with the subsequent "mess"?
:|

Ummm, not to be a stickler, but what'd you do with the subsequent "mess"?
:|
Ummm, not to be a stickler, but what'd you do with the subsequent "mess"?
:|

... What got me in trouble, I called it Pearl Diving. This meant whacking off underwater, sitting on the bottom at the deep end of my parents' swimming pool. With one deep breath, I'd kick my way to the bottom and slip off my swim trucks. I'd sit down there for two, three, four minutes.
Just from jacking off, I had huge lung capacity. If I had the house to myself, I'd do this all afternoon. After I'd finally pump out my stuff, my sperm, it would hang there in big, fat, milky gobs.
After that was more diving, to catch it all. To collect it and wipe each handful in a towel. That's why it was called Pearl Diving. Even with chlorine, there was my sister to worry about. Or, Christ almighty, my Mom.
That used to be my worst fear in the world: my teenage virgin sister, thinking she's just getting fat, then giving birth to a two-headed retard baby. Both heads looking just like me. Me, the father AND the uncle.
...
I know I've posted this before, but I love this story and it fits in this thread.
Long but worth reading
http://chuckpalahniuk.net/features/shorts/guts
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I know I've posted this before, but I love this story and it fits in this thread.
Long but worth reading
http://chuckpalahniuk.net/features/shorts/guts
He was 11 or 12. Chances are there wasn't much of one at all.![]()