Last night I saw bits of the biggest wart peeling off as I washed it and thought to myself, "fuck, yes!" Normally seeing scales of your flesh coming off your body, and especially an area like that, would be a worrying sight. But after months of watching my dick mutating into a sexually-unusable eyesore, seeing flakes of this bastard disappearing is fine by me. One of the smaller ones has lost most of its mass in the middle, it's just a few bumps around the edge now. Which means that something is working. I'm not really sure if that's a common thing with warts. I've never even had one anywhere else on my body. Got a brilliant spot for my first time. 

I hope and pray almost every spare minute that this treatment will be the one to end it. It stings when I pee because of the piss touching the foreskin, which had gotten really sore just where it would hurt the most when I pee. I could retract my foreskin, but that hurts to. Walking hurts because my cock rubs against my clothes. If I turn onto my stomach while trying to sleep, that hurts too. Sometimes just sitting down starts to hurt and I don't know why. Getting a random erection? Hurts as well. Forget using it to do anything sexual, which is simply a masochistic exercise in seeing how much pain I can endure. So it's no fun these days. 

I wish I was back in the days when the only thing stopping me from having sex was a crippling shyness and poor self esteem. At least I could pee without pain back then. 

Now I'm going to put on today's and hope for miraculous recovery, or failing that a bit less pain and discomfort.