The Good Deed
TESTICLES
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A good deed backfires and a well-meaning young man is ruined.
I don't know who said this. I laughed when I first read it, but I have learned
to my sorrow that there is much truth to it. "Let no good deed go unpunished."
There's no justice in this world. Example : A good friend of mine was run over
while delivering Christmas dinner to a shut-in. He survived, but with
permanent injuries. That'll teach him !  
Then there's my good deed. In my back yard is an 80-foot-tall Norway spruce.
Locally, it's known as "the kite magnet" or the "kite-eating tree." If anyone
flies a kite in my neighborhood within sight of that tree, he can be sure that
it'll end up entangled in its branches.  
Little Jimmy next door, aged 8 or 9 or so, was outside in his own yard flying
a new kite his father had given him, in the form of Snoopy in his Sopwith
Camel. Well, if the kite had belonged to Charlie Brown, it couldn't have
gotten tangled up in a kite-eating tree any faster.  
Jimmy was crying because he hadn't gotten any use out of his new kite. This
was the first time he'd ever flown it. So, out of pity for the poor little
kid, I climbed up into the tree to fetch it down for him. At 19 years old, 210
lbs. I was too big and heavy to be climbing trees free-style without technical
aids such as lineman's spikes and a rappell rope.  
I got to the kite, freed it, and threw it down to Jimmy who was ecstatic and
ran home with it. I started down the tree and got to within some 12 or 13 feet
of the ground when I put my weight on a branch which was too weak to support
me. It broke away from the trunk and I fell landing astride the lowest limb on
the tree, the one I'd used to haul myself up into the tree, a good strong
branch, some four inches in diameter . I alighted squarely on my balls which
popped and squished,.........and were no more.  
I'm convinced that that is the most intense, most devastating pain that a man
is capable of feeling. He can feel it only once in a lifetime, but that is
more than enough. I fell off the branch shrieking like a banshee and broke my
right arm when I struck the ground. I didn't realize until later that I had
broken my arm. The agony in my balls was so intense that I couldn't even feel
the pain of a mere broken arm.I also just barely noticed an intense twingeing
pain in my dick of such short duration that I hardly had time to be aware of
it.  
Frankly, I wish that I had been a wimp and had passed out right away. As it
was, I suffered unspeakable pain until the ambulance arrived, about 20 minutes
later !  
I'm rather embarrassed to admit that I was still a virgin at 19. I had,
however, no intention or remaining one for the rest of my life. Unfortunately,
that is how it turned out. I could take testosterone injections, but it
wouldn't do me much good. The pudendal nerve was crushed and there is no
feeling in my dick.I could possibly get a hard-on if I took testosterone, but
what good would that be ? .I couldn't use the numb thing.  
So, rescuing Jimmy's kite is one good deed which did NOT go unpunished.  
  

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