I am into kink and I have a fetish. I suppose it would be a form of CBT, or Formicophilia.When I was finishing my freshman year, 4 weeks before summer break, I was cutting class as usual. I frequently used the restroom in a small gas station where I hid out until school was over for the day. While in the stall the mechanic would always come in and muttering things. Today was no different, except he was muttering something about little presents. Small tokens of his love. Itchy itchy.Seven weeks later, after returning from summer camp, I woke up the morning tired. I didn't sleep well. Tossed and turned all night. About 10 a.m. I was laying on my bed fantasizing before masturebatting. Well I felt weird. My dick had been itching like crazy and now it felt like it was moving. I went to the bathroom, pulled out on my whitie tighty waistband and peered in at my cock and nut nest. It was alive! It was actually moving, I looked closer and there were thousands of little bugs. I was infested with lice. I didn't know what to do, I only knew I couldn't talk to anybody, not even my parents. We didn't have that kind of a relationship.I ended up having them for 3 months. Thousands upon thousands, they even tried crawl in my a**. Finally that fall I was spraying the garden for bugs, then when I went in to take a shower I looked in my whitey tighties and they were full of dead lice. Thousands of dead lice in my whitey tighties. I took my shower change to my clothes and went down to the garage and kept inspecting my nest, but there were hardly any left, only a few. Next thing I know, I got some of the poison and rinsed my nest out with it. I went back upstairs and took another shower. my little friends were finally gone What I didn't realize is how attached I'd become to them. I mourned the loss. I wanted them again. I'm still looking to this day. However everybody shaves nowdays, but I don't because one day I hope to have them again
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No One Loves the Lice!
One Day I Hope and Pray to Have My Nut Nest Infested
With The Catch of The Day, Phthirus Pubis
Love Bugs Welcome
I cried the first time but now I'm actively spreading in my community. We all get off on giving each other sti's. We go get tested and it's so difficult not to prejac at the clinic
Young Doc comes in, "Okay, let's have a look. Aaah! Oh MY God!" Tips over his stool as he staggers backwards, makes a gesture at reaching for it, but rushes out of the room instead saying "just a min." He returns in 10 min wearing a surgical gown, face shield, and glove up to his elbows. He grabs the stool, rights it, and as he sits, scoots up in front of me. I'm standing in front of him naked in a gown. It is closed but hanging free. He begins to reach for it, but then pulls his hand back and nervously glances up at me. I look down and pull at the gown, slightly opening it. As his gaze returns groin I ease the gown open reveling a half erect cock with a diagonal line of 3 genital warts, the largest looks like a miniature cauliflower swollen and oozing clear fluid, like dew in the morning. The ulcers and yellow discharge seeping from the tip are blatant, as are the writhing mass of small tan spects inhabiting my pubic hair. The Doctors face expresses disbelief, revulsion, and the desire to vomit. It's overwhelming to me as my cock continues to grow, I feel a intense burning in my prostate, that instantly be comes an almost unbearable burning pulse that rockets from my prostate up my cock with such force that my cock pulsates and straightens as it travels its length. When it reaches the tip I can no longer conceal the pain and let out a srill of agony as a massive glob of yellowish green tapioca erupts into the air. It reaches the face shield about the same time as the "Oh for goodness sake!" That came out of my mom's mouth, who was sitting in a chair with a front row seat to the event.
