It kept getting more and more awkward as I was fighting the urge to stop my boners from revealing themselves every time my sister would help me. She would help me undo my pants so I could go to the bathroom and shower. My younger sister would end up being my primary care taker. I could only get so far by using my forearms. The days kept going on and my sexual frustration kept piling. The worst thing was I couldn’t masturbate.
Dad wasn’t going to help sooooooooo yeah. So in turn my family had to help me out but that wasn’t much help cause I only had a sister and my parents. My fingers weren’t gonna get there strength back for like 2 months. It was kinda embarrassing at first cause it was hopeless to help myself with anything. My junior year summer break and I gotta spend it doing pretty much nothing. I was going big on a 7 stair set and lets just say things didn’t go to plan and now I’m getting out of the emergency room with 2 broken wrists. Kids out playing pick up games, videos games till your eyes bleed or studying for the next year.
