Mortified
This happened in 1988 and ‘89, I was 13 to 14 and lived in a group foster home. I forget the medical term but what I had was a bad case of cronic jock itch. Why they call it “itch” I don’t know because it is more about the pain and can drive you crazy at times. Laurie was the house mother during the day and Linda was in charge at night. All I can remember about it now is how humiliating it was the way they took care of me. I laugh about it now and wish I could have women do to me now that they did so many years ago. They not only washed my genitals but applied lotions all over my penis, scrotum and anus area. The rash was so bad it went all up the crack of my ass. They would have me lay spread eagle as they did it and I remember the first ten or twelve times they did I was so embarrassed I would cry. With Linda it was more humiliating because she was much younger than Laurie and every week or two she shaved off my pubic hair.
When I think back now I do remember getting an erection a lot of times and that also embarrassed me but they just ignored it. When I did get a hard on I would always say I was sorry. Linda would just say it was ok and not to worry about it but Linda would tell me to say prayers all the time but it still happened. My wife thinks its funny as well as many friends I have told about it but let me assure anyone that it wasn’t the least bit funny when it was going on. At that age I did masturbate but when they were washing me and touching my genitals, the erections I got were more mortifying than anything sexual.
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