Postby NYCGay » Tue May 18, 2021 10:35 pm
I’m healing. My balls are still blue, and the pump still pokes uncomfortably against the skin of the scrotum when I sit up or when I lie on my side, but most of the time, it’s just a discomfort and an ache in my cock and the perineal are; I wouldn’t quite call it a pain. I am still on the pain killers though, but I space them out more than in the beginning.
Yesterday, I called Dr. Eid’s office and asked if I could come in for an unscheduled follow-up, since I was about to leave our AirBnB place and head back to New Jersey. I believed everything looked fine, and I was able to cycle the device, but it would feel reassuring to have him take a look. Ruby gave me an appointment in the afternoon.
Sitting in the back of an Uber, I could feel my new, larger flaccid in my pants. It’s really more like a semi-erection at this point, and the sensation reminded me of times when I’ve injected at home before heading over to a nearby hookup. Since I didn’t get really hard from the injections, just very tumescent, I could easily stuff my cock sideways in my underwear on such occasions. And then, on the way to the hookup, I would often give myself a discrete squeeze, and feel disappointed that it wasn’t at least a little bit harder. With a cockring and arousal added to the mix, I would usually be able to get it up enough to penetrate anally, but only barely, and not for long.
Now, in the back of the Uber, sensing the tumescence in my pants, I felt for a second that old disappointment of being turgid but not hard, and I had to remind myself that this was my flaccid (and a flaccid that I hope will get more flaccid with time); if I want it hard, I just need to pump it up. I haven’t yet tested the limits for how hard it can get, but even the very first time I inflated it, on the third day after the surgery, I got it harder than I’ve gotten it in my three decades with the injections.
If there is something I’m not quite happy about, it’s the shape, the new flatness of my hard cock. When I think of a phallus, I think of a cylinder topped with a bulging head. But the shaft of my cock has the shape of two cylinders, side by side, each about an inch in diameter, with a drinking straw put in the groove between them on the underside, and then plastic wrap holding the whole assembly together. I’m almost twice as wide from side to side as I’m thick from overside to underside. And as for the head, it doesn’t really bulge out, but looks more like a tip.
Dr. Eid was surprised, but by no means alarmed, by the amount of bruising. My ballsack is still uniformly blue, and the bruise has now spread to parts of the shaft too. He told me to keep up with the hot baths, which will help get rid of the bruising. Other than that, he was very happy with the result. He pumped me up and said that it was a great-looking erection. (Thank you, Doc!) He confirmed what I suspected, that the flat shape is here to stay, though the spongiosum, on the underside of the cock, may swell up if I’m aroused, rounding out the cross-section of my cock somewhat. I know that the same holds for the glans: that it may get engorged and bulge a little more if I’m actually turned on, and not just pumped up. I just don’t know yet whether or to what degree this might be the case. My dick still aches too much when I pump it up for me to feel turned on by being hard, and I haven’t yet tried to make these cycling sessions feel sexual. And I might as well wait, because I don’t think I’m supposed to start jacking off just yet.
So far, I’ve been focused on recovery, and I’ve actually thought less about sex than I did before the surgery. But thoughts of sex are starting to come back, if for no other reason because I haven’t cum in eight days. (No wonder my balls are blue.) It’s like I don’t know how I will be approaching sex, now that the limitation that has always been a part of the equation for me is gone. I have a lot of exploring to do.