Usual disclaimer - I’m on mobile, this TIFU took place a few days ago, not my main account.

So I tweaked my back picking up something at work, typical middle aged guy stuff, nothing out of the ordinary - has happened before and will happen again. Well this time it was particularly bad and was hurting pretty good by the end of the day. So I loaded up on ibuprofen, laid on a heating pad, and took a muscle relaxer before an early bedtime.

Woke up the next morning feeling great, actually pretty amazed that the medicine worked so well as it usually takes a couple days to get over something like that. This is where the FU comes in. The day before, the little lady had been extra flirty and I just knew that I was in for a good night, if you know what I mean. Unfortunately, there was no way I was going to be up for the horizontal mambo with my back in the shape it was in, even without the muscle relaxer knocking me out early.

So I wake up before her for work like usual, and between feeling better and the disappointment from the lack of bedroom activities the previous night I head to the guest bathroom (the designated poop bathroom so no questions will be asked if she wakes up early) for some morning…um, activities. So I pull up Reddit and find my favorite ladies over at r/tittydrop (don’t judge) and get to work.

Now dear reader, I had been misled. Everything was not fine in the world of the latissimus dorsi muscles. I made short work of flogging the dolphin, but as I was reaching completion, the waves of pleasure were quickly replaced by spasms of pure agony as my back tightened into a tangled knot of red hot pain. This took me to my knees, on the ground, dick still in hand as my orgasm and back spasms took turns racking my body with alternating pain and pleasure, like some extra sadistic mistress.

I spent the next several minutes simply trying to stand up, clean up, and get my pants up. I hobbled back to the bedroom, found the ibuprofen and, like so many men before me, had to suffer the rest of the day with the consequences of thinking with my little head.

It’s been three days now and the theragun, heat, and ibuprofen regimen I’ve been on seems to have me finally ready to try some bedtime activities, as any previously scheduled solo performances have been put on hold this week…wish me luck.

TL,DR: Pulled my back, thought it was all better and decided to rub one out. It was not better, has taken me days to recover.