For some odd reason, I have been blessed with the miracles of about weekly mishaps, sometimes more often than that, where I hear my sweet geeky man yelp out at his own accidental roughness with his boys. He jumps and lets out pained complaints of how he's scratched his scrotum too hard or pinched them getting up or sat on them. he never fails to turn my face red and stir me up with his announcement of how he hurt himself, like i might need to know. <3 <3 <3