I had to have an ultrasound scan on my testicles. Nervously laying on the bed with my pants round my knees trying to comprehend why the scan lady had covered my old chap with some blue cloth. Afterall she did have her face only six inches from my balls so why bother.
All was revealed after the generous application of jelly to my testes and the gentle rubbing of the probe!
OMG it felt nice, the blue cloth was to stop my embarrassment when the dangerous end of the old fella poked his purple head out.
Even closing my eyes and chanting "Anne Widecome, Anne Widecome" failed to put a stop to it.
Not that scan lady cared as she had obviously done this hundreds of times, leaving me alone after to calm down and leave blush free.
There is a moral here, chaps don't be shy about visiting the quack with ball issues. You might just enjoy the results.
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