But this situation completely baffled the entire dungeon. "You can tell Mistress Echo that her client was not a monster or a vampire, and he is likely not dying anytime soon," said Dr. King assures me that it's nothing to worry about, as hematospermia is almost always benign.
This middle-aged guy, seemingly in fine health, booked an appointment with me and my colleague for one hour of some very light play and a golden shower to finish off with. And even if you had done ball play or rough CBT (cock and ball torture), or if he engaged in solo CBT prior to the session, it's unlikely that kind of play would result in a condom full of blood.
(I've been with men and women in the past; he's never been with a man.) I know it is unfair of me to feel this way and he's never given me any real reason to fear this.
We have a very engaged, kinky, and rewarding sex life! This situation is complicated by the near certainty that my boyfriend has some sort of hormonal disorder.
I went back to the bathroom with gloves on and removed the used condom from the trash and took a photo.