I remember my up the bum biopsy vividly. There I was, on a an examination table in the doctor's office. Lying on my side, with my knees up to my chest liked a trussed chicken. Is this why they call it a TRUS biopsy I thought?
The consultant unceremoniously lubed me up and rammed it in. No foreplay, flowers or chocolates.
When he'd finished, I can remember thinking, well actually that wasn't too bad. I thanked him for not him for not causing too much pain. He said, "No problem, you had a receptive anus which helps"
Receptive anus! I didn't know whether or not to take that as a compliment.
Anyway, I shuffled out of the hospital to the car park where my wife was waiting in the car to drive me home. Because I'd not wiped off all the lube, my underpants were sticking to my backside and I was walking like John Wayne when he'd just got off his horse.The lube was now starting to ooze out of my trousers and I literally slid into the car.
My wife, asked me how things had gone. I proudly told her about my receptive anus. She feigned astonishment, and sarcastically quipped, "Wow, dear! That's amazing! I've always found you such an awkward arse hole." 😁
Edited by member 14 Aug 2025 at 07:40
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