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I was on codeine for a month, I couldn't feel a thing. I could have probably stopped taking it after a few weeks and not been in any pain, in hindsight, but something about a gaping wound in your knob makes you want to take painkillers.
I actually snapped one of the stitches in my scar before it was healed through getting a hard-on, and that left a big open gap. I called up the day surgery to talk to the nurse about it and she just said "Oh no, they don't snap, they dissolve after a week", as though the fact that they were designed to dissolve meant that there was no way they could snap. I used to be quite conscious of the slightly wider scar on one side where that opening was, but nobody has noticed it so I've all but forgotten.
Did have a few wanks where my beefy poz load would be accompanied by a similar volume of blood shooting out at 45 degrees from my wound, though. That was interesting.
There was the offer of a "penile block" injection, which limits the blood flow to your cock for a few weeks to stop you getting any erections, but there's always the risk that it never reverses and you go impotent, so I decided I didn't want to risk it. In America, they give you some poppers to sniff whenever you feel a stiffy coming on so that the muscles around the base relax a bit and it goes down. And you have a lovely time for a few minutes as a bonus.
If you wanna do it then just go for it. Even if you decide you miss the extra few square inches of nerve endings later in life, you'll still have a functioning penis and sex still feels alright. Don't expect English lasses to have any idea what to do with a trimmed cock, though, in my experience they just grip and rag like there's still the extra skin there. Once you explain to them that they're gonna have to lube you up somehow, though, it always either ends in a really fucking good handjob or they just decide to give you head instead.
The sensitivity is a weird one. When you first have the trim and you decide to put clothes on again for the first time, it just feels like someone's constantly rubbing a loofah against your bellend for about a fortnight before the keratin sets in and you lose the sensitivity.
Sorry for the ramble about my knob, lads, I just can't sleep. Hope it was at least a little bit helpful.