I got snipped a few years ago, and the process itself was pretty easy – picked up the meds and scrubs the day before, had a good shave the morning of followed by a thorough scrubbing, then had my wife bring me to the doc. Checked out a few ancient Readers Digests while waiting, then was led to the room, told to disrobe, and to get up on the table. The nurse was very cute, and i was hoping she’d maybe require a last minute sample, but nope. She just smiled and pointed. I’m sure that working at the dick doc’s office is enough to turn her lesbian…

So there I was, sitting on the crinkly paper, waiting for the doc to come in. He finally does, and after a quick bit of small talk, he jabs me with a local and starts feeling the boys. From my research, I knew it wasn’t going to be a pleasant experience. I’ve always had a high pain threshold, but this is a pretty sensitive area so i really didn’t know what to expect. I felt the pressure of him slicing into me, and then he was apparently searching for the vas with king kong-sized fingers. It wasn’t exactly painful, but it was far from comfortable. Apparently he found what he was looking for, because i felt a new, different, and much less comfortable sensation, and then all of a sudden there was smoke coming up from my sack. Notgonnalie, i got a bit panicky here, but he seemed to know what he was doing. If he really wanted to fuck with me, he would have said ‘oops’ – but then i would probably have messed up the crinkly paper. He repeated the process on the other side, complete with another puff of smoke, and then there was another ‘interesting’ sensation as he put the titanium staples in. Learned so many new things that day…

The process was pretty quick, maybe an hour including the walk up the stairs. I’ve had my wisdom teeth pulled and a root canal, and while they were more painful experiences, there was no smoke involved. I think psychologically that was the most painful part of the process, but I’m happy to have done my testing and it looks like i’ll never have to worry about getting snipped again. Proud to be seedless.