I have a medical problem,which is widely known and that's-internal hemorrhoids.I discovered them last months while doing an enema and I kind of freaked out.They seem to be grade I ,no bleeding,no swollen things,just a bit of discomfort from time to time.
I decided to begging the treatment with suppositories,I started to eat healthier(a lot of fibers,vegetables,fruits ,I drink a lot of water) and I did not have anal sex as a bottom since May ,but today when I made an enema to check the improvement...surprise,no ...
I have a big hemorrhoid(like 0.5 cm ) and like 3 smaller ,I examined them in the mirror(after lubing and playing with the ass to relax the anus -yeah ,so fucking romantic..) and I saw them.
Well ...I am freaking out ,this medical condition begging to make me obsessed about what I how I eat,what I eat,when I eat,how I poop,to see if I have blood in poop and so fucking on...
In addition to the psychological and medical impact and the stress caused by these concerns,I am mostly bottom and these little freaks make me feel insecure ,embarrassed and reluctant to any anal sex even if I want to(especially when I am horny and I wanna be fucked).
Sincerely ,I am overwhelmed and depressed by this fucking situation and I do not know what to do. Everything seems to be not helping and 0.
Extra Bonus: Imagine a hot date,you and him are in the bed and you tell him:honey I have some little hemorrhoids which want to be fucked so fucking hard(not happened ,but I imagine...).
I am freaked by the fact that they could bleed out while sexual intercourse .
I didn't know what is hemorrhoids until last year after being a regular bottom to my Arab guy.
He's not big but he's a horny bastard who'll eat me out before pounding me silly.
After being worked over, I was sore sore sore for days.
Took me sometime before the skin down there thickened and got used to the rubber burn.
Or so I thought. Till one day he said he felt a thick vein inside my anal wall.
He guided my finger inside and I felt what seemed like a thick ropy vein bulging out.
It's about an inch inside and not visible outside.
We did a quick search on the net and concluded it's early sign of hemorrhoids but nothing serious.
Of course he refused to give up sex but promised to be more gentle.
After the heavy pounding, we checked and it's not any discomfort yet, just that I'm aware he's rubbing it with his penis.
After sex, I was still worried and suggested that we stop further anal sex till I'm better.
I was sort of blaming him for causing this. Would you believe his corny jokes that I'm like the woman telling the man when she discovered she's pregnant.
Again, he's not agreeable but promised to check up on the proper treatments.
I told him that I'll go see a doctor that week.
He told me not to as hemorrhoids may be considered as a type of sex disease from anal intercourse and the doctor may be required to report my case. Since buggery is death penalty, we cannot afford to take the risks.
Unusually, the next time he came back with a folk remedy from another matured bottom.
It's to use extra virgin coconut oil to massage it till the blood vessels circulation drain the blocked veins. Therein lie his corny virgin jokes and his defense that his penis massaging my insides actually helped and not the cause of my hemorrhoids. Anyway, I told him since he's the cause then he'll have to massage my hemorrhoids before having his fun. Again his corny jokes that he's a responsible man and will carry out his duties. Furthermore,he'll be more responsible if I allow him to fuck me raw and impregnate me. That we didn't want to discuss because he knew that he's the one who has the control and there's nothing I can do about it if he wanted me raw.
It actually worked very well and within a month, the hemorrhoids shrunk to almost nothing.
Maybe the previous soreness was not taken care of and the thickening skin caused more rough friction and thickened the veins. Regular rubbing with extra virgin coconut oil helped to smooth the skin and with smooth penetration, the pounding isn't chafing my anal wall anymore.
Once he accidentally spilled the oil on me and oh boy, my smooth skin literally shone from the glistening oils on my skin as he thoughtfully rubbed them on me, trying to stop it from dripping onto the bed. But it was too late as some got on the blanket. He's worried that the hotel would know that we had sex. It's this type of internalized paranoia about gay sex even though it's so plain and simple with 2 full grown men leaving the hotel room with semen stained bed and towels.Anyway, he was so turned on that we laid down the blankets and had sexual massage with pseudo oil wrestlings on top.