Let me tell you what happen to me when I was 13. I was watering cotton here in the Rio Gand Valley of Texas when I notice a lot of the Texas Red Harvester Ants floating by in the ditch. Didn’t pay much attention to the ants I was busy keeping my water flowing down the mile long rows of cotton.
I got stung on my legs by a couple of ants. No problem just brushed them off and went back to work. Soon I felt “tickling” sensation in my goring area so being out in the country I grab my crouch and you gust it wham I got stung on the tip of my penis. I screamed so loud my Dad heard me a ½ mile away. Down came my pants followed by my underwear. Got the ant crushed it with my fingers and fell into the ditch in throbbing with pain. Luckily the ants had floated by and were down stream of me. Dad drove up wondering why I was in the ditch with my pants and underwear down around my ankles. I told him what had happen.
He was laughing so hard that he couldn’t help me out of the ditch that was only 2 foot deep! By the time we got home my penis was the size of a softball. It stopped swelling when it got to be the size of a bowling ball!! The only way I could stop the pain was to pack it in ice. It was three days before the swelling was down enough so that I could ware my pants and go back to school. That was an embarrassing first day back with all of the questions of why I was absent from school. It took 3 weeks for the swelling to disappear.
The moral is be careful of what you grab it may not be what you are expecting!
Fred
