What is the worst experiece you have had during a session to date?

Maybe a bit of blood on my shaft while stretching but thats it,but i do have very little privacy,noisy people etc...Having a bad experience is when we dont have enough peace n privacy to perform our sessions...

My worst was when I was starting out and living at home. I had the bathmate and was doing my session in bed. Of course my mom comes busting in so I had to cover up. In that instant of moving the bathmate lost its hold and let such a nasty, farting air sound out, and she just looked at me and all I had to say was excuse me Lol. All the water dumped on me and my bed. I had 3 towels under me that night until it dried it. So embarrassing.

My other time is I wore my size genetics out to the store. Me, the ex and the kids were looking through the toys and my son would not let me move from a squatted position until I answered all his questions. During that time, the noose tightened so much that it just hurt like hell. I finished his questions and ran to the bathroom to remove it, my glans were damn near black and I had a drop or 2 of blood come out. I massaged it and never wore it outside the home again. Scared the shit out of me.

Felt a sharp, like a needle sensation in the tip of my urethra during an intense girth session. Little blood that stopped as soon as it started. Otherwise, I have had an ex walk in while I was sitting back with 20lbs hanging. She knew about it all though. I guess I've never really had a "worst" situation though.

One time I was doing full erect jelqs, and felt a sharp-ass burning pain on one side of the shaft. It was just a pulled ligament for all I know, but I say worst because of the scare it gave me. Otherwise I'd say the worst for me has been just being really inexperienced, and doing more than is necessary which basically voids the session.

Never really had these feelings, I actually really don't experience fatigue too much either. In the beginning of my PE I remember intense soreness at the base but that was about it. Pins and needle feelings I have never experienced.

While using the LM and the exercise band stretch method. I struggled to find a wrap I liked. Because on the intensity I used the most padded material I could find, which was 2 ace sections, the upper part of a sock and a wrist sweat band. It felt good and plush. However, about 3 min into my set I felt the LM creep a little. Then a little more. Before I could even think about it, the chamber let way and shot accross the room and left a sizable hole in the wall. Sounded like a gun went off. I'm just waiting for the day if the other end let's loose and my dick eats the door hanger or carabiner. Be sure I'll post it here.

BornInFigi;662239 said:

While using the LM and the exercise band stretch method. I struggled to find a wrap I liked. Because on the intensity I used the most padded material I could find, which was 2 ace sections, the upper part of a sock and a wrist sweat band. It felt good and plush. However, about 3 min into my set I felt the LM creep a little. Then a little more. Before I could even think about it, the chamber let way and shot accross the room and left a sizable hole in the wall. Sounded like a gun went off. I'm just waiting for the day if the other end let's loose and my dick eats the door hanger or carabiner. Be sure I'll post it here.

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LOL! Fun times! I have imagined dying in the middle of a hanging set. Being found there dead days later, weights hanging from my penis which post mortem, would probably exceed my length goal...finally. It would make the local news no doubt.

"Local man found dead in his apartment, a neighbor reported smelling a foul odor and called police...after no answer at the door, police forced entry and found the man dead in a chair with his feet propped up and a large amount of weight hanging from his grossly over sized penis...investigators on the scene could not determine if the mans' penis was enlarged pre, or post mortem and police have not made a public statement regarding the cause of death, but an autopsy is being performed...." yep, local news at 10. :cool:

This is an old post but funny non-the-less

A Bad Day In The Life of a Obsessive Complulsive that PE's

I am new to this forum but I desided that I would share the posts over at PEForums.net with everyone here....I am a 35 year old....I suffer with extreme OCD (Obsessional Compulsive Disorder) and BDD (Body Dismorphic disease) Alot of my problems center around my penis....No matter what I think I see it most of the time wrong...What I mean is my measurements are 9.60 x 6.5 and I cannot see it the right way....It is part of this disease...IT SUCKS....For those of you who know me and have been with me on my huge PE journey will get a laugh out of this....My therapist says I should make fun of my disorder...So HERE GOES....

Ok...This is a typical bad day in my life of PE....I was telling Jen (my girlfriend) about it last night and she started laughing hysterically and said I should post it ....

I am still suffering with 2 ingrown hairs at the base of my unit...So yesterday morning I thought I would just not Jelq. to avoid and pain....So I do my regular stretching routine and go to work....Now to understand this you have to realize I work with my family...My Father, My Brother, and My Ex-Wife, In a large building connected to a house that my sister and her husband live. I am just sitting at my desk doing my work (I work on a computer in a very private office) Now my family knows I have extreme OCD and just kinda brushes off my strange behavior...after all they have dealt with it my whole life....My Ex-Wife on the other hand is more suspicious of my odd behaviors and will ask me what I am up to...Now I already decided that I was NOT GOING TO JELQ. but then I came across a picture on the net of this Women who goes by the name of Scarlett....Now I love ghetto bootie with a passion and she is the quintessential picture of GHETTO BOOTIE....So of course I am looking at her and my cock starts to get hard. Then I start obsessing about jelqing and the size of my penis. I am thinking If I don't jelq. I am going to shrink and lose all my gains...etc...etc. and to add to the obsessive mix I see the size of Scarletts Ass and I start thinking my newly shrunk penis would be pathetic against her huge cheeks....So I am sitting at the computer with my half hard cock and a bunch of new obsessions that will not go away until......I GO AND JELQ...

I head to the upstairs loft of our building....This area used to be an attic and was converted into a small office with a private bathroom....This is the place I Jelq when I am at work....Now if anyone has read anything about my problems, the worst possible thing for me is heat...When I get hot a associate this with an attack. Well it is like 140° in this bathroom and I am already starting to sweat and get fustrated. I reach under the vanity and I am out of Vaseline....So I proceed to put my clothes back on my completly soaked body and head back done stairs in a frantic hunt for a lubricant....then I remember that my sister is gone out and she has a 2 year old so I figure there has got to be some Vasoline in her house. I go in and find a fresh container sitting in the baby's room...I feel to guilty to take the whole jar so I grab a handful and head back through the shop...

I bump into my Ex-Wife, vaseline in hand, completely sweating...I must have looked like a big perverted psycho who just got finished wacking off....She gives me a look that supports my theory and I head back upstairs.

I make it to the 140° bathroom, fully dressed with a huge glob of vaseline on my hand. At this point I realize that I have a tight long sleeve shirt on and in order to get it off I have to park the handful of vaseline somewhere....Sweating my ass off I find a piece of plastic bag and wipe it on that so as to get on dressed. Vaseline is a really fun lube cuz it stays on your skin like FOREVER....I have O.C.D. so I have to wash my hands before I can get undressed so I don't infect my clothes with this greasy substance....

FINALLY...I get clean and undressed...My clothes are completely soaked with sweat and my cock is now in frustration mode....Totally Fucking Soft...Yay for that....I muster up enough lustful thought to get some blood back in it and strive to get a decent 1000 jelqs so my ever shrinking cock would be big enough for the enormous cheeks I saw on my computer screen....I decide that looking at my penis would not be wise as I was in a huge anxiety attack and I was positive my penis was now 2 inches....but the funny thing about O.C.D. is I cannot just not look, I HAVE TO LOOK...So I Do....Then I have to see it the right way...and I did...Then I see my shoe laying on the ground and I start getting obsessed about the size difference between my cock and my shoe....Mind you my shoe is over 12" so my obsession that my penis is shrunk is now a living reality in the grand scheme of things. I am now sweating bullets, staring at a shoe and practically crying...so I just drop my penis and I hear SPLASH as my penis drops into the toilet water...so aside from being disgusted I start to feel a bit better because I know the distance to the water (YES I HAVE OBSESSIVELY MEASURED EVERY TOILET I FREQUENT) The distance of 9.5" to the water gives me some temporary reassurance that my penis has not shrunken....I thank God for this wonderful Jelq session and start my hot wrap.....There is only one tiny hand towel....No soap....My clothes are soaked...I am lubed up like the dickins'. So now I realize I have to make it down stair to the other company bathroom....

I throw on my sticky clothes, now covered with vaseline and make my way past the Ex-Wife into the bathroom in the front office. Now I have already made myself see my penis in a good way...and I was still feeling happy about the toilet adventure...So I decided to NOT LOOK AT IT...cuz I might see it wrong and that would ruin my day....So I decide to wash with the lights out....I have to get up on the vanity and wash myself in the sink. This was going pretty well until I realized my penis did not reach the bottom of the sink....As hard as I tried I could not touch that fucking sink bottom...I figure the sink must be deeper than my measurement and decide that I will just forget about this.....YEAH RIGHT....I am finally dressed, clean sitting at my computer...and I am trying so hard not to think about it....but it burns in my head between every fucking though....HOW DEEP IS THE SINK......Finally in a fustrated rage I grab one of the many measuring devices that are skattered about our shop and head for the bathroom, past the Ex-Wife, with this big ruler in my hand....Do ya think she thinks I am alright?

Well it takes me a very long time to measure...I finally measure the sink it is only 7.5" to the bottom.....An instant hot flash...Now I am really obsessing....This means my penis is like 6"....I am ready to cry again....I am thinking it must have shrunk....I mean I was sure 1/2 hour prior that my penis was 9.5" what happened? My OCD is very tricky and will play these games, so in order to find out what the problem was I have to get completely undressed and get back on the vanity and measure the distance of my penis base to the point of the sink that it did not reach....This is when I realized that I have an ass that prevents my penis fom starting at the top of the sink....I am actually quite a bit higher....2" to be exact...I do the math and I finally come to the final theroy that I did not shrink....

Now I feel happy...Everything is right.....and I can continue with my day.....I LOVE PE

I like your words LOL yeah n i feel identified whit them

lol dld

^Did you click likes because you imagine hanging yourself during sets?

ChilDsh;662446 said:

lol dld

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Looking back I can really laugh my ass off but when it happened it was the worst day ever!

My bad experience was having my frenulum cut and trying to do bundled stretches....yeah don't try.

kyomoto;663142 said:

My bad experience was having my frenulum cut and trying to do bundled stretches....yeah don't try.

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Did you cut it yourself?

Fortunately i didn't had any bad experience...yet...my routine is more intense than ever and i'm expecting some weird shit to happen .

Your gonna get a knock at the door and all your toys are laid out on the bed. Quick thinking, cover the bed with a blanket or shove them all over the bed to the wall, but wait, the LengthMaster is still on you, do you remove it or tuck it between your legs, pull up your sweat pants, lean against the door and open it?? Ask me which I did haha

runningignus;663193 said:

Your gonna get a knock at the door and all your toys are laid out on the bed. Quick thinking, cover the bed with a blanket or shove them all over the bed to the wall, but wait, the LengthMaster is still on you, do you remove it or tuck it between your legs, pull up your sweat pants, lean against the door and open it?? Ask me which I did haha

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Instant Anxiety Attack!

Dld your story is brutal and I feel rally bad for you. My brain is just as fucked in the same way with obsessive thoughts and constantly tricking myself. My anxiety lately has been through the roof and lately I cannot keep enough blood in my dick to do a proper girth session and it's driving me crazy. On top of this I jerked off a few times cause I do that when I'm anxious and it's aggravates the preexisiting scar tissue in my shaft. I hope I get out of this mess cause everyday is my worst session as of late -_-



I feel like my brain hates whenever I'm making progress. And does anything in it's power to self destruct myself. (It's so hard to keep gains because of this)

ChilDsh;663172 said:

Fortunately i didn't had any bad experience...yet...my routine is more intense than ever and i'm expecting some weird shit to happen .

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Lol don't expect anything except good results haha.

DennyA;668470 said:

Blood coming from urethra....I freaked the fuck out...then I got used to the occasional "blood letting".

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"blood letting"? where it just occasionally bleeds but not like a drastic amount or something?