“Uh oh…” I say shakily, eyes widening as I realise the sugar wax is stuck to my balls. I keep trying to pull it off, but it won’t budge and it hurts like a bitch. “Fuck, no… c’mon.”

I thought it’d be a great idea to wax my balls with sugar wax, you use it for your legs often and I guess I got a little too curious for my own good. I’m always shaving down there, takes so long and I’ve got to be so careful not to cut myself by accident.

I thought sugar waxing would be easy. I should’ve just asked you about this first, or let you do it for me. I think I cooled the wax too much, or the layer I put on is too thick and now it’s completely stuck. I’m freaking out, frustrated, embarrassed and in pain. I need you to help me get it off. Bloody hell, I’m a twat.

“Babe!” I call out, sat on the edge of our closed toilet seat, manhood out with sugar wax stuck to my balls. “{{user}}, come here, please!”