
I was sitting down on my British toilet and my balls were dangling.
I had been listening to the music of the African American community so I was wiggling my butt to the beat.
My balls were swinging like a pendulum under my anus, but, fate is cruel.
My turd fell out my anus and stroked the back of my nutsack.
A wet, slimey and light stroke with only a brown mark as evidence that allowed me to make sure it wasn't a nightmare.
I got my balls in my hand so it may not happen to them again and continued to poop.
Then I stood up, wiped my bottom and washed my balls in the sink.
I'm going to have to put them on the outside of the toilet while I poop.
(Edited 28 seconds later.)
ugh....
Sometimes at work, we kind of drape them over the rim, for protection.
stop teabagging the toilet, fucktard.